This writing piece is a collaboration with Spice @strawberryandspiceandchocolate. We had a lot of fun writing this together. We hope you guys enjoy it!
Kirishima Eijirou X Reader
This contains Angst and Fluff, along with a Timeskip.
you knew since the moment you clumsily crashed into him on the ice rink, made eye contact with one another and held your breathe — that shouto todoroki had captured your heart to the point of no return.
you won’t ever forget the patience he had when you tried to remove yourself from him yet kept on slipping back towards his body, further entangling the both of you together.
he waits until you’ve calmed enough to focus your attention on him again before speaking up, assuring you that it was alright and he wasn’t angry or any of that sort at all. even going as far as to ask you if you got hurt and apologizes for not catching you.
gazing at his heterochromia eyes, you fought away the nervousness in yourself in favor of savoring the time you had being so close to your oh so dear friend.
you’ve thought him handsome and pretty on the first day you’ve seen him sat on his desk in yuuei. you also pondered the idea if he was secretly a prince in some country and was forced to stay here with people like you the longer you eyed his default blank face. for someone who was entering the hero industry, todoroki sure gave of the feeling of being a model or an idol instead (of course that didn’t mean good-looking people like him aren’t fit to become heroes. he’s more than capable of being a fantastic hero).
you never had any problem interacting with the man in front of you. there’s the occasional awkwardness you get from his personality that can’t be avoided but you all worked it out. in the end, your friendship was something you cherished greatly.
that is until tonight when you finally admit to yourself that you may have been developing some not-so platonic feelings for the half and half for quite a while.
were you willing to lose what you have with him just so you could tell him what you felt?
“(y/n),”
his voice brings you back to the present.
not only that, his touch on your skin undeniably breaks the troubling thoughts that is swirling inside your head.
“did falling perhaps damaged your brain?”
you would have laughed your ass off because of his unexpected choice of words if it wasn’t for the seriousness of his tone and the worry in his eyes. scratch that, his words aren’t unexpected at all. in fact, it was very shouto-like.
you shake your head and contently sighed while touching his warm hand that was placed on your right cheek. he reacts to your actions with a suprise look crossing his face, as if he hadn’t think you would do that.
he made no move to detach himself from you and you revel in the soft moment you two are sharing as of now in the nearly empty ice rink you had invited him and the others — who unfortunately couldn’t come — to go to and enjoy quality time while you were on your break.
“how do you feel?”
he asks you after seconds have passed and you’re still in the same position as earlier, forgetting the cold hard floor and the few people who had skate passed by where you two were laying upon.
“i feel like i need a kiss from you to make the ache on my head go away.”
you cheekily replied. you might not have the courage to confess but that won’t stop you from messing around and letting him know bits of your pining here and there.
it’s not like he’ll notice anything with him being somewhat oblivious to your hints and cues. nothing prepared you for what transpired next though.
you really ought to choose the things you say to todoroki or else he’d take them earnestly and do exactly what you were hoping him to do.
it was nothing more than a simple graze of his lips on your forehead and yet it flustered you to no end.
he quickly escapes from your hold and stared at anything else other than you. todoroki’s ears are slightly flushed and you notice him take a deep inhale as if he was anxious for what you’d do after that whole situation.
“is the pain gone now?”
it took you a moment to register his new question. grabbing the scarf that hangs loosely on your neck, you burrowed half of your face to hide the embarasssement that’s creeping inside you. you didn’t realize that he did the same thing.
“y-yeah. thanks, shouto.”
as you try to recollect yourself, you wondered if the man with you meant anything about that kiss he gave.
before you could come up with something plausible in your mind that didn’t involve him liking you back (because you didn’t think he even saw you that way) you see him reaching for your hand. you willingly give it to him and watch as he tenderly intertwines your fingers together.
“you might get a cold if we stay like this.”
todoroki says nothing else so you nod in agreement. he lifts you up and you momentarily lose your balance from how long your legs were sat on the freezing ice. one of his hand grabs your waist to steady you as you feel him hold your other one tighter while your free hand takes place on his shoulder.
you send a shy laugh his way when you realize how close your bodies are with each other again. it doesn’t bother you that you feel like a damsel in front of him even when you know you’re very much capable of going toe to toe with todoroki in a fight.
“this is nice.”
you say softly, brushing away a few strands of his colored hair that’s blocking his eyes making sure to evenly split away the red from the white. you hear him chuckle and as you stare at his eyes that always manages to keep your attention, you see that unmistakable familiar emotion in them when he looks at you back.
it’s the same expression you have for him, that expression of longing and wanting to be something more than just what you have right now.
maybe you weren’t wrong about your feelings being reciprocated after all should you find yourself confessing tonight.
a/n - reupload because i couldn’t decide if i should post it or not */dives back to bed
notes — not beta read so might have errors!reader is somewhat oblivious haha also mineta ain’t part of the class in this one (sorry not sorry)
when you first met shouto, you thought he was a person you couldn’t even begin to associate yourself with — ‘way too out of your league’ type of thing.
he was the definition of pretty boy™, comes from a prestigious well-known family, is one of the smartest people in your class, and is someone aiming to become an amazing hero with his flashy strong quirk. although he’s a bit behind on social cues and have a closed off personality, it just adds up to his character and makes him more endearing, is what you think.
there was that one time in the earlier months, he declared to midoriya he wasn’t here to make any friends, you were (borderline) devastated. you wanted to be his friend. you just weren’t able to because you were kind of intimidated to approach him. he did look like he’d either burn or ice you alive with his penetrating stare whenever you so much as go near him. you decided then and there to stay away from his path because not only does he not want anything to do with any of you, it just was highly unlikely for you to even have a chance with him because you were… well, you. you’re confident in yourself but the boy was seriously on another level so staying away from him it is.
everything was easier said than done.
it was difficult not to interact with the half and half boy especially when your green haired classmate turned best buddy had smoothly included todoroki in his group circle consisting you, ochako and tenya.
your infatuation towards the quiet boy in your class becomes stronger the longer you get to know him. pass all that coldness and mysteriousness his aura brings lies a kind, gentle and caring individual who never fails to make you smile. the small changes in the way he carries himself as well as the continuous development he has going on with all of you doesn’t go unnoticed. that’s when you knew there really wasn’t any escaping from todoroki shouto’s odd charms anymore.
days turned weeks and then months in which you make so many unforgettable memories with him. each moment spent with you and todoroki together engraved in your mind. he’d come a long way from where he once was. you remembered not being able to sleep the night you heard him tell everyone you were someone special in his life, afraid it was just something that your silly little brain had made up. you didn’t know why he thought of you that way considering you haven’t contributed anything significantly big to his self improvement (heck, that was like midoriya’s thing).
all you knew was that you, just like what any other friend would do, were by his side whenever he needed someone. you attentively listened whenever he talks about whatever it is that’s on his mind. he lets you tell stories to him when he’s content with what he’d said to you after. you were constantly looking out for him and cheering for him for all the effort he puts in socializing with others. most of the time you were the person he seeks out advice from on how to better communicate with your class, gladly teaching him a few things here and there. opening up was very difficult for todoroki but you were one of those people who patiently waited until he was ready to accept your genuine friendship.
you were fascinated with the trivial things he does, laugh at his awkwardness before making him comfortable again, focused whenever he’s the one infront demonstrating something for your lessons, and not to mention you actively annoy bakugo back in return for all the fights he kept picking with todoroki who doesn’t even care enough to get agitated by the blond’s actions.
as if someone had slapped the back of your head while reminiscing, realization crept up on you.
so maybe almost all the stuff you kept doing for him weren’t done as just a friend but it’s not like that’s important to anyone, right? it’s one sided and you’re not hoping for your good-looking classmate to reciprocate it. you convince yourself it’s enough for you what you have now with him.
your infatuation developed to something more in the lines of liking him.
the hero course was exhausting as ever. fortunately everyone was free to celebrate christmas together in the dorms without getting into any more tiresome activities like the joint training competition from last time. deciding to hold a party and even exchange gifts with a friend got you all pumped up. although there was a planned exchanged presents from whomever it is you luckily or unluckily get on that day, you supposed it wouldn’t be that big of a deal to give todoroki a separate one of his own after — like coupons for this popular restaurant that makes delicious cold soba. who knows? maybe he’d invite you to join him when he chooses to visit it.
soon, the whole living room was packed. everyone was hanging about and started idle conversations with one another. you all wore santa outfits and customized santa hats to make the event more fun and interesting. chaos was beginning to unfold, in a good type of way. when it was time to pick presents you almost couldn’t breathe from too much cackling when you got aoyama’s polaroid picture of himself.
the whole party lasted for a few hours before everyone was ordered to go to bed due to curfew. changing your clothes and fixing your appearance, you were just about to go and knock on todoroki’s door to give him your christmas gift when you opened yours and was met with familiar heterochromia eyes staring right at you.
surprise and confusion was seen on your expression when you saw todoroki, who’s still in the santa get up, randomly right at your door. he seems to understand the question behind your slightly raised eyebrows because he began holding his hand out in your direction which you now notice is cradling a tiny bouquet of what you’re sure are purple lilacs.
to say you were flustered was an understatement. you were utterly speechless and stuttering when you thanked him while you shakingly took them from his grasp, memorizing how it felt to touch him and the obvious difference in size between your hands. collecting yourself together and calming down, you successfully gave him the coupons without being an absolute embarasssement. it was worth it to see todoroki’s eyes widening when he learns what it was, a smile plastered on his lips.
you find out not a few seconds later that you weren’t the only person he’d given presents to — he thought about giving midoriya, ochako, and tenya too to show how much he appreciated them. you tried to mask the bit of dissapointment you felt about not being as special as you thought you were to him (you’re hanging on to the giddy thought that ‘the’ todoroki shouto just gave you freaking flowers! that’s so romantic!! besides it’s touching that he even thought about everyone so it also made you guilty you were sulking for something small) but for some unexpected yet welcomed reason, todoroki had picked up on your change in demeanor.
“my sister told me flowers contain different meanings.”
you perked up at that. curiously looking down at the bouquet and then back at his heterochromia eyes, you replied,
“oh! i know that one… umm mind telling me the meaning behind these lilacs then?”
he surprises you yet again when his eyes glint in what you think were amusement as he gave you a reserved laugh. you weren’t sure if you were dreaming but you were also pretty sure that todoroki’s cheeks were sort of reddening. he clears his throat and acted like he was contemplating whether or not he’d tell you until he chooses to gaze at your face and finally respond, you couldn’t fight the shy smile on your lips.
“goodnight, (y/n).”
he leaves you all alone standing there as he quickly resides back to his quarters. you couldn’t even say anything back before he very much disappeared, dazed from the way he softly said your name. you resisted the urge to slap yourself from being too absorbed in this emotions that you feel for the half and half, closing your door and sighing. you guess it wouldn’t hurt to search it up yourself. why couldn’t he just tell you instead? was it that embarasssing? or was it just not worth his time to explain anything to you? it’s just flowers, right? he did say his sister was the one who recommended them if he was gifting a girl. not his idea. just a gift to show appreciation, that’s what he told you.
shaking your head, you placed the lilacs somewhere safe on your desk, you made sure you were comfortably laying in your bed before going to the internet to look for the answers. you want a clear understanding tonight of just what it seriously meant when todoroki gave this to you so you could have a peace of mind. if anything about being a good friend comes up you’d cry yourself to sleep at how one-sided your feelings are for him and then laugh next because you were so ridiculous for remotely hoping for something more in the deepest part of you.
what greeted you on your phone however was something entirely different than you expected. it almost made you drop the device down hard at your face as a startled gasp came out from you.
minutes passed by, you kept your attention at the ceiling, not exactly sure what to do. your heart was beating so fast you’re worried that it would burst anytime. you tried punching yourself to wake up but you were very awake at the moment.
clutching the phone to your chest, you squealed and rolled over on your bed as you then screamed at your pillow due to the happiness that you felt. you were grinning so much and were giggling nonstop. you abruptly stopped when you heard a ping, notifying you that someone had just left you a message.
seeing who it was, your stomach fluttered as you read the three words that were sent by none other than todoroki.
‘cold soba tomorrow?’
you typed back a simple ‘okay’ not bothering to see if he had already seen it or not. you find yourself staring at the ceiling again, humming a melody you heard from the other day.
you were excited for tomorrow.
:i feel like the ending was rushed oml i’ll fix it when i get some inspiration again */cries
notes — heart been owned by this cinnamon roll nowadays and it shows <33
you know you’re not supposed to mess around while your green haired boyfriend diligently reviews his notes from the earlier lessons in class. you know you shouldn’t even start planning on grabbing his attention away from it when you were the one that suggested to study the topic in your room earlier in the first place.
boredom manifested inside you quicker than you thought it would be which is why you’re now sprawled at your bed staring at izuku’s broad back, having the urge to ruffle his mop of broccoli hair. you debated on just browsing on your phone or messaging some friends to annoy them, but then decided observing the aspiring hero albeit creepily, was better. he must’ve sensed your heated gaze directed at him because you notice he stopped his self rambling and became a bit tense as he then slowly looked at you.
with a timid voice he hesitantly asks if there’s something wrong, which you answered with a little shake of your head. he raises an eyebrow at that as if telling you he knows there’s something else you want to say. you don’t reply and just kept your eyes on the freckles on his face, wanting to count them again. it’s a simple past time you find yourself doing — admiring the patches that are littered on different parts of his skin — only when he’s asleep. though sometimes he’s awake on those instances and pretends he isn’t. midoriya doesn’t know that you know of this, and you don’t have the heart to tell him anytime soon, because you realize he likes it a lot when you touch him so lovingly but is just too shy to tell you.
for a moment you’re so lost in thought, you fail to recognize the hand that cradles your cheek. it snapped you back to the present when you feel it apply the slightest pressure. you end up staring at izuku who was now hovering slightly above you, curiosity in his expression with a hint of concern, his notes completely forgotten.
when your name leaves his lips in a whisper, you knew you were done for.
nothing else mattered except him and his goddamn shy smile and that endearing blush that formed when he sees the way you visibly brightened at his full attentiveness finally directed at you.
with the exams coming up as well as other more pressing things to boot that comes with being a hero in training, it’s not a surprise that izuku and you haven’t been able to get some time alone together for quite awhile. the last nice uninterrupted date you remembered you two shared happened a few weeks ago.
so it’s not your fault that you’ve been missing him — very much, to be exact.
you totally didn’t pretend to invite him to study just to gawk at him stupidly. also definitely didn’t plan to watch a new all might documentary film as you snuggle under your blanket and catch up with each other. you didn’t anticipate the situation in which your boyfriend would have believed your idea so easily (like you don’t even study that diligently why doesn’t he think it’s suspicious you would start now), which then resulted to you absently staring at your book for half an hour until you gave up on it.
not bothering to hide the longing laced in your tone as you say his name back, you give him a pout and invite him with open arms that makes his heart flutter. he gives you the chance to wrap your arms around his neck as he positions himself to lay on your chest, careful not to put all his weight on you. you feel rather than hear him sigh with contentment and it makes you happy to know that he shares your unsaid sentiments.
you stay like this for some time, just basking on each other’s company and listening to each other’s breathing. he gives an appreciative hum when you place a chaste kiss on his green curls. you want him to know what you’re feeling right now and how hard you hoped for a sweet moment like this again with the love of your life. however, before you could get a chance to speak, he tightens his hold on your waist and stares at you again.
the look he gives you tells you enough — izuku’s figured everything out. he’s one of the smartest people you know so it wouldn’t be hard for him to connect two and two together.
when he sees you try to speak up for the second time, he lowers himself to give you a peck on the lips. you’re in disbelief yet also extremely flustered at what he’d done that it ultimately shuts you down. if you hadn’t caught his reddening ears, you’d have thought izuku had improved with initiating physical intimacy between you two.
“i miss you.” he murmurs gently in your ear, placing another innocent peck underneath it. you laugh wholeheartedly at his darling confession — ‘so he wanted to be the first one to say that line huh?’
with a grin and newly found energy, you squish his cheeks and gave him an eskimo kiss which in turn makes both of you giggle like lovesick idiots (which you both are).
izuku and you ended up doing what you planned, the green haired boy pointed out the fact you could’ve just asked him because he would’ve agreed in a heartbeat instead of putting an act to actually do school-related activities. you chose to ignore his comments so you could leave fleeting kisses on the scars of his fingers in peace.
everything else outside this secluded room of yours could wait for a moment.
right now, you’re pretty much enjoying the time you have with izuku as he once again starts his rambling of opinions for you to hear on the new all might documentary film he had already watched a couple of times alone.
bakugo katsuki isn’t a fan of people — but he is for a fact, a fan of you.
an undeniable truth that everyone clearly understands as they silently watch both of you in the couch, you playing with the intimidating blond boy’s hair with a small smile as he sleeps peacefully on your lap, the occasional twitching of his eyebrows from the different noises seen.
movie night with the class tend to last longer than anyone expects it to be so you use it to your advantage. since sleeping in the same room isn’t allowed (aizawa’s scolding still engraved in your mind the first time he caught you two), you’ve been inviting him out to join the bonding experience with the intention of spending more time together and also because you really want to cuddle with him.
if it was anyone else persuading him to come, bakugo will surely give out a curse and flip them off. he’d rather train alone and go to bed early like he always does.
but because it’s youthat’s asking, of course he has to go.
it always starts the same way every time. he’d roll his eyes and snaps at you that it’s pointless to enjoy the evening with “some extras” yet you find him following you later to sit at the sofa, scowling at kaminari to back off from his spot or threatening to skin mineta alive for eyeing you up.
don’t get him wrong. he still thinks it’s pointless to be with a bunch of extras.
he doesn’t care about the movies or the not so quiet conversations of his annoying friends. he doesn’t even give attention to midoriya’s constant muttering when describing the film.you’rethe reason he’s here. you were the one that sought after his warmth at night — and it’s not like he’s complaining or anything because he’s just as much wanting it as you though he’d die before he admits that.
when you nudge him to lay on your lap and when your eyes twinkle with giddiness when he does so, bakugo finds it bearable to stay in the living room with everyone else. when you use your fingers to massage his scalp and when you intertwine your unoccupied hand with his large ones, bakugo finds it easy to close his eyes and just rest even with all the loud sounds. his ears never fail to catch your voice when you say something to your classmates. he waits for the moments that you’d laugh or complain about a scene because it’s the only ones he’d be willing to listen to.
he sleeps later than usual whenever there’s a movie night but who cares anyways when he’s with you and you’re softly tracing the features of his face?
a/n: he now lives in my mind rent free i just had to come up with something
screaming internally at how close you are to him that it only takes one little push from either of you to hold one another
staring for who knows how long at you until he finally notices that he’s grinning so widely that it hurts his cheeks
when you stare back, he’ll pretend that he was looking at something else while awkwardly giving out excuses such as “the cloud behind you looks like a poop”
he tries so hard to remain unbothered with your casual flirting — throwing his own ones back at you — but pino shows just exactly how he’s embarrassed and wants to crawl inside a hole
rody thanking whatever being he can name because you don’t know his quirk so pino can just do whatever and you wouldn’t even think of associating the bird’s action to his
inviting you out to get new clothes together then eventually holding a competition of who has better taste in fashion and he’s very much okay losing to you
enjoys playing hide ‘n seek when you’re the one furiously seeking him out and he’s laughing at how you’re so bad at the game that he ends up blowing his position
remembering the things you say to him and when rody has the extra money, he’ll get you what you’ve been gushing about for days as a present
he’ll shrug when you sincerely thank him saying it was no problem at all, ignoring the way pino was receiving head pats and pecks from you because haha of course she was all over your face (that sly bird)
greatly admires the way you spend your precious time with him together with roro and lala
both of his siblings see you as their big sister and the first time rody hears them call you in that way, he swears his heart just did a somersault
he skillfully avoids questions thrown at him by roro about you and him being together
lala playing matchmaker for him and he has to beg his adorable cute younger sister not to play with him like that “do something else please!”
if you’re a big fan of their little family, he’d be happily willing to tell you all the funny and memorable stories of their childhood
one night of recalling the past with you makes him quite sentimental and he can notice you being curious about their history
asking about his mother’s death and father’s disappearance in their life results with rody admitting how much he struggled taking care of his brother and sister while only being a kid himself
all that growing up they had to do without their parents, learning how to survive on their own, as well as putting up with the mistreatment others have showed them took a toll on him than he would have expected
pino is chirping sadly on your lap as he remains strong in appearance, not wanting to burden you further
the moment you tell him how much of a good brother he is and you’re glad to have met him he couldn’t help the tears that escaped his eyes as he quietly sobbed with pino
lending your shoulder, he tightly hugged your side grateful that you couldn’t see the small smile forming on his lips when he hides his face on the crook of your neck
he’s genuinely appreciative of you for being there for him that he on the spur of the moment told you how he felt about you
a simple “i have a crush on you” left his mouth that he felt you take an intake of air which made him freeze and which then made pino chirp frantically, her wings attempting to get him out of the room
“…i like you too rody but don’t you think that was so random?”
hearing you laugh brought his confidence back as he finally met your stare and chuckled, wanting to look cool in front of you and not look like a lovestruck fool
the mood brightening up when the two of you joked back and forth at the confession, finding out how and when you crushed on each other
you just had to ask why pino looked like she was flustered and malfunctioning that he couldn’t keep it any longer from you and told you what his quirk was
rody may have been teased since that moment on by you but it did earn him your endless shower of affection towards him — intent on being the person that gives rody the love he truly deserved
Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight supremacy (nsfw-ish/suggestive themes ahead!)
he traps you against the wall between both of his muscular arms, inching closer to your personal space so you wouldn’t have any chances of escaping. his usual spiky blond hair is down, droplets of water falling down and wetting him and yourself.
you involuntarily make yourself smaller than you already were with katsuki bakugo.
he looks like a predator taunting its helpless prey before they eventually feast on them. you see his lip tug upwards — a playful smirk. oh.
you want nothing more than to hide your face right now, and he’s out here having fun seeing you miserable.
“say it.”
he whispers near your ear, earning a shaky exhale from you when he lightly grazes his teeth on your earlobe.
refusing to succumb to his wish, you shake your head and placed your hands on his chest to push him away and create distance. your effort is futile though as he doesn’t even move from where he was standing.
curse his amazing sturdy ripped body. that tank top he’s wearing should be illegal.
“(y/n),”
he lets one of his hands wander agonizingly slow from your neck. your shoulder. on your arm. your waist. and then it stays still on the flat of your back. his gentle touches succeeds in making your body pliant for him. he hums in approval when he catches you staring at the way his mouth moved to say your name.
“i’m waiting.”
resisting becomes harder for you when he kneads softly at the area which his hand was on. he positions himself yet again closer to you until there’s no more space left in between you both. you could now feel his hot breath fanning your face more so than earlier. it begins to affect you, spreading the warmth he brings to your entire being.
“or would you rather let me force the words out of you?”
gulping harshly, you gathered the courage to gaze at his sharp dark crimson eyes (that’s already eyeing you so intensely you swear you can melt right there and then).
“k-katsuki,”
“yeah?”
you licked your bottom lip in nervousness. you see the way he huffs after your little action and how he pushes you more to him. gosh you really wish you could ignore the clear indication of katsuki’s want for you but it’s difficult when it’s obviously pressed up against you. and good lord it’s still as massive as ever. it’s embarassing how it starts making you rub your thighs together, excited for what it is that’ll soon happen.
you hate your body for betraying your goal to get out of this predicament you’ve found yourself in.
of course katsuki notices this — he always does from your reactions — and spares you the relentless teasing in favor of hearing you utter the words you ‘jokingly’ texted you said you’ll tell him in person. you should’ve known this explosive boyfriend of yours would do whatever it takes to get what he wants.
with your heart hammering loudly in your chest and your hands gripping tightly on his shirt, you shut your eyes and finally caved in.
“please make me your g-good little girl.”
you could only yelp in surprise when he suddenly hoists you up in the air, your legs and arms wrapping around his waist and neck for support. when you looked back down at him, katsuki’s red eyes were glowing with pure promise of chaos and mischief towards you. he sends you a deep chuckle with his gruff voice and runs his own tongue on his teeth, preening at the way you unconsciously let out a slight whimper.
“happy birthday to me.”
okay now please stop bothering my thoughts porcupine i feel bad for not posting anything on the april 20th *cries*
Synopsis:Bakugou simply wanted to relax, but a drunk Todoroki keeps talking about how amazing you are. Idiocy ensures.
Author’s note:for@luluwiie who gave me this random idea, I had way too much fun writing this.
It had been a rough day for Bakugou. He had been running around all day, kicking villains’ asses, pestering against some random useless extra and trying to keep his cool in front of his crush and to not seem like a complete jackass (that was a long story).
So, when Todoroki had suggested to go out for a drink, a rare occurrence, Bakugou had accepted without question.
He should have known something was fishy. We were talking about Todoroki there. Todoroki inviting someone for a drink like it was the most natural thing in the world.
And it was, in a way. Simply not coming from half and half.
Did I already tell you all how I love @nerdypuppytimemachine writings, ideas, characterization, everything ? Like, look, you only say “I imagine that” and here she comes with such a touching and canon Drabble, please, help, this world doesn’t deserve you and this talent
Sugarcubs Here it comes, my fully self indulged Bakugou Katsuki scenario. I was a little inspired by some lyrics. Please enjoy! ✨
[Bakugou Katsuki x reader] [word count: 506] [fluff]
A light that brightens the entire world beautifully The space between us seems close but far… I’m overflowing with things I’m curious about There are still a lot of things I haven’t figured out Is that your charm, infinite imagining I can see that in your eyes
Shuffling. The muffled sound of a grumble. Katsuki cracks open a lazy eye. Greyish yellow filters through half-closed curtains. It is still too bright. His gaze is hazy. Fingertips tickle his scalp, threading slowly through his silky hair. Trying to focus he shifts his heavy head, his roots twinge. Thoughts still jumbled he cracks open his other eye, it takes time to start his gears. Shaky crimson orbs scan their surroundings, getting stuck on your blurry silhouette. He blinks. Once. Twice. A strand of your hair slides down, brushing against your cheek. Nimble fingers tuck it back behind your ear. He tries to catch the whole picture. Your neckline, your chin, your lips. Wait. This is not his room, not his bed. Why… are you here? Panic should kick in, should urge him to get up. Usually it does. This situation, though, something is easing off all his usual tension. Knocking off his temper. It’s so hard to concentrate. Slumber is pulling on the edges of his consciousness. Tender caressing fingers lull him to sleep like a tempting lullaby. Katsuki shifts again. Your hand slips to the back of his head. Mind still foggy he tries to remember what happened. A small smile spreads across your face. Deep down a tingling sensation unfolds, spreading faint wings. Tiny little pieces start falling into place. You met up to study with some other guys from the squad. Others?! His eyes shoot open. Reading his reaction you shake your head. “Don’t worry. They left before you fell onto my lap.” He, Bakugou Katsuki, resting his head on your lap. There are many things that should normally bother him about this situation. Somehow nothing really catches his attention. It’s strange. He is calm, stormless even. Is that your doing, your sorcery? Bizarrely, you don’t seem to be bothered either. Tsk. Something about your attitude irks him in a troublesome way. He can’t quite grasp the feeling. The way you talk to him, without annoyance; the way you treat him, with respect… you get under his skin. Why? He wants to be on edge; he wants to be upset by your presence but your genuine smile makes it almost impossible. Gently your hand tries to retreat. Crimson orbs widen, meeting the deep pools of your eyes. Oh, no you won’t. Swiftly his hand swoops up grabbing your wrist just hard enough to not hurt you. Your pupils dilate, widen in surprise. Katsuki has no intention to leave his place just yet. It’s too enthralling, too tempting this feeling.
I’m tired of life It’s a difficult problem Who Am I? I want to run away, escape At that moment, a star twinkling far away I fell into it like a black hole You’re completely different
It’s been such a long time! I am so happy to be able to share my writing with you again.
Hopefully you won’t kill me >////< it’s a little stiff but I guess after such a long time that can’t be helped. I hope you’ll be able to enjoy it
It’s actually a continuation of the Kirishima x reader x Bakugou scenario I wrote. You can find it here! I finally decided to give it titel because I plan to make it a series. It’s called “Days Beyond” and I hope you will be with me on this journey ✨
Please excuse my really strange style, I try to get back at it.
Faint lightning illuminates the far night sky. The city itself is doused in charcoal black. A soft roar reverberates in the darkness, a last messenger from the storm that has passed. Still, your heart is clouded and your mind is raging.
Carefully, you sit up peeling your body out of damp tangled sheets. Bakugou stirs ever so slightly. Of course he stayed. Of course he would lay down beside you, caressing your back in soothing motions until you would run out of tears and your consciousness s would slowly give in to exhaustion. Bakugou always comes. Bakugou always stays and you don’t even need to ask. When it comes to you Bakugou is almost selfless, a trait which makes your guts clench and your heart bubble at the same time. You are guilty and selfish and you are well aware of that.
Quietly, not to wake him up you step out of bed. As your bare feet make contact with the wooden floor you still feel like walking on a dream. You sit down on the windowsill, eyes searching for something in the far dark distance. Your hand makes contact with the glass, a vapor print slowly arises around your warm fingers. So you are really still alive. I can’t feel it. Biting the inside of your lip, you lean your forehead against the cool window. A chilly shiver runs down your spine but you are barely aware of it. Nothing feels real. It’s like you’re awake inside of a dream. The world around you once so clear became a blur, a phantom of the future you wished for. The future he was inside. The only warmth you feel are the tears welling up inside your swollen eyes again. It’s strange and amazing how much a human can cry. It’s a never seizing endless stream.
Now cold fingers clutching against the window glass your thoughts start to race again. Your head is so full, you feel it bursting and cracking with a thousand silent thoughts and a million fading memories. It’s overwhelming and your mind is overflowing.
Why? Why can’t I stop being so sad?
Even happy memories make me cry. I feel so numb, so lost.
Why aren’t you here anymore?
Tell me, please tell me when will I be able to stop feeling so sad.
Time passes, you don’t know how long you were sitting like this, clenching your jaw to stop muffled mourning cries from escaping the prison of your lips, repeating the same questions over and over again.
Time became meaningless, for you it’s just a construct, an untouchable illusion. There is no line, just a fading border. Time is something that takes away all the moments engraved inside your heart. If time has to be something it’s a crucial, dreadful enemy. Raising your head to a starry sky full of cosmic specs you gulp.
Am I free to be happy again?
Am I allowed to?
There is not only sadness inside you, there is a fear shaking your very core.
A pair of strong arms envelop you, a halcyon scent encases your body. It’s different though. It’s not dark woods and spicy amber, there is a faint hint of fire and the refreshing smell of midsummer rain. It warms you and burns you up from the inside. It fuels your fear and strains every fiber of your being. You want to tell him, your beloved one, you still feel the same but you are running out of energy for this loosing battle.
Please tell me, am I really allowed to?
He nuzzles his nose against your wet cheek. “It’s okay baby girl, I am here” his voice is so low, his words are mere vibrations on your fiery skin. You ease into his chest and he grabs you, lifting you up from the cold windowsill.
Meeting his crimson gaze, yet another fear arises. Is it really okay to be selfish? Will you ever be able to give him what he truly wants?
You wrap your arms around his neck, your lips brushing against his bare skin forming silent words.
“Thank you Katsuki”
His sleep is dreamless. It’s a vanta void sucking in every thought, every noise, everything that stirs inside him and he is thankful to whichever heavenly being is responsible for that abyss. If he dreams it’s only ever nightmares and Kirishima’s wistful face the moment he realized the fangs of death caught up to him. Those dreams are silent except for the whispered words his best friend formed “I am sorry, please take care of her” and then there is this loud, ominous crack of Kirishima breaking. A disturbing sound that shakes your very core. It echoes and it never stops.
Suddenly, his eyes flutter open. Something is just not right. His head is all dizzy. Drowsy his ruby orbs scan their surroundings. You’re not here. Panic gushes through his veins like a wildfire, adrenaline is forcing him to wake up. He jolts upright. The moment he’s about to jump out of bed his eyes make out a shadowy figure right in front of the window. He takes a calming breath. “Shitty woman, one day you’re gonna give me a heart attack”, he murmurs underneath his hitched breath.
His pupils dilate trying to focus in this blurry gray. He sees your frame rattling and your hand desperately clutching against the invisible glass. All of a sudden the air is tense and his chest tightens. It’s hard to see you still hurting like that and it’s even harder that he is not able to help you. His own shaky fingers curl deep inside the messed up sheets and for a moment he allows himself to hang his head. Goddammit. He needs to stay fucking focused.
For a timeless moment he just sits there and stares. This is a burden he placed on himself. You are trembling and crying, silent, alone and you seem so empty. Pain is not the right word to describe what he feels. It’s something that eats him alive, corrupting him, etching like acid. Somber remembrance strikes his mind of days filled with your radiant smile. A smile that was never meant to be his.
It stings, like someone is skewering his heart.
Bakugou Katsuki always took without asking, always grabbing fiercely what he thought was meant to be his.
He never took you.
Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t give a shit about others but he cares a darn lot about you and it’s breaking him from the inside.
Forcing himself to his feet, he gets up, he can deal with his own pitiful problems later. Right now you’re a lot more important.
Embracing you from behind, he picks you up. Your body is like a fucking ice crystal, despite the temperature only dropped slightly. He is clutching you even tighter, trying to warm you. It’s an electric touch and goosebumps pebble wherever your skin molds into his. For a brief second your gazes lock. What’s with that strained look in your glistening eyes?
Without a warning your soft lips brush against his neck and something inside him cracks. An irrevocable demise.
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❀Warning: Bad Grammar / Angst / Burning / Bad Language
❀A/N: Sorry this is written very messily – I just thought about this scenario and I wanted to write it down as fast as I could so I wouldn’t forget. Thought I could share it with y’all.
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❀Published:03.03.2021
This whole situation was just stupid. You where fighting over nonsense again. Normally you two would give each other the silence treatment for a few hours and that’s it, but this time it was somehow different. “Everything would be so much easier if you weren’t clinging to me all the time, it’s fucking annoying!” Dabi screamed at you, blue flames coming up from his patched up skin.
That was a damn lie, he loved it when you would show him affection – but the anger got the best of him.
You immediately froze. Sure he could get mad sometimes, but never to the point where he would say such hurtful things to you. The feeling of disappointment spread over your whole body. Disappointed in Dabi? Disappointed in yourself? Maybe with the whole situation you got yourself into.
Not knowing how to handle it any further you stormed of. All you wanted was some space right now.
Dabi grabbed you by your wrist. “I swear I didn’t -”
You flinched away in pain. A sharp burn coming from your wrist. Dabi pulled away immediately, probably just as shocked as you were.
Looking at your wrist you were able to make out a red ring, right where Dabi grabbed it. Not one of you said a word, just looking at your burned wrist. After you realized what just happened you turned on your heel and left. “It wasn’t on purpose.” he breathed, fully aware that you couldn’t hear him anymore.
❀Summary: Dabi having a mental breakdown – y/n trying her best to calm him down.
❀A/N: Sorry it’s a really short Imagine – maybe even only a Drabble lol, but I hope you still like it.
❀Pairings: Dabi x Reader
❀Warnings: Grammar Error / Angst / Blood / Bad Language / Kidnapping (idk) / little bit of Stockholm Syndrome (maybe)
❀Published:01.03.2021
❀Words:484
You woke up from a sudden bang. With a loud sight your eyes fluttered open, just to remember that you were still lingering at the run down LOV’s base. Laying on a hard wooden bed with only a blanked under you for at least a little bit of comfort. Starring up at the ceiling, a dim light was flickering right above you. Starting to stretch your tense back you could hear another loud bang and some mumbled but coarse screaming from the bathroom next to the room you were sleeping in.
Looking over to the undone bed in the corner, you noticed that Dabi was nowhere to be seen.
A loud shatter made you jump. Was that some glass breaking? You hopped from your bed and went straight for the bathroom door. Ignoring your inner voice that told you to knock, you opened the door ungraciously.
The scene in front of you made you freeze for a second. Dabi was standing in front of a shattered mirror, blood dripping down into the sink. His hands were clashed on the edge of it. He abruptly looked over to you which made you flinch. His full attention was on you now. The stitches in his face looked like the were torn open. Did he do that to himself?
Grabbing a bigger piece of broken glass he threw it directly at you. “Get the fuck out of here!”
You blocked the piece of glass from hurting your face with your arms. “Stop that bullshit!” you said sternly “Did something happen? What’s going on?” Normally Dabi would discipline you for talking to him like that, but this time he just growled.
“This is non of you businesses.”
His left hand wandered to his right wrist, scathing the already lose stitches open. Oh, so he really did all that to himself.
You didn’t say anything. Not a single word. You just walked up to him from behind and wrapped your arms around his shaking body, blocking his arms from hurting himself even more.
It was obvious that Dabi could shake you off easily if he wanted to, but he didn’t move an inch. “Why are you doing that?” he whispered with a raspy voice.
Why am I doing it? I shouldn’t care about him the way I do. I should hate him for kidnapping me. I should hate him for hurting me.
You definitely hated him in the beginning, but now? You weren’t sure. He was a fragment of your life for quiet a while now. Whether you wanted that was a whole different story.
Did I catch some kind of Stockholm Syndrome?
You couldn’t give Dabi an answer. So you just kept clinging on him for dear life until he stopped shaking and his breathing calmed down. Maybe it’s Stockholm Syndrome, but maybe it’s just the pure affection you build up for the man in front of you.
a/n: finally managed to finished these!! the scenarios are a little longer this time so you’re all in for a good time. thanks so much for your patienece, i hope you enjoy the smut!
warning(s): 18+, dry humping, teasing, somnophilia (consensual), slight degradation, mentions of drug use, manga and anime spoilers (anime: season 5, manga: chapter 294)
Izuku Midoriya (Deku)
This boy will be flustered as fuck when you first start grinding against him
He goes into full-on “Deku.exe stopped working mode”
Yes, even if you have been dating for a while
The idea that someone as beautiful as you gets riled up by the thought of having him close is a concept that he certainly has to get used to at first
He’d be reluctant for sure, blushing and whimpering as he watches you, not knowing what to do with his hands
Scenario: Touch Deprivation
A long sigh left your mouth as you once again checked your phone for what must have been for the 100th time this evening. Midoriya still hasn’t returned from patrol. Since he started working as a professional pro hero it feels like your sex life has suffered more than anything in your relationship. You missed his touch, the way he made love to you in the evening. It was a good way to get him less distressed from the day too. Maybe you’ll get to wrap him around your finger this time.
When you hear the familiar click of the door, you wasted no time rushing to your feet. “Welcome home Izuku~” you swooped in to hug him, feeling him smile against your lips as you pulled him into a warm welcome kiss.
“I’m sorry I’ve kept you waiting, y/n. It’s already late, you could have gone to bed without me.” Midoriya wraps his arms around you, giving into the embrace and warmth coming from you. He almost feels bad for keeping you up so long, another night where you waited for him to come home.
You’re ignoring him bluntly, instead of focusing on getting your hands underneath his shirt. “It’s okay, I don’t mind, besides, you’re home now.”
Midoriya’s face flushes a deep red, trying without success to wrap his mind around what you’re doing. When his mind finally catches up, his cheeks heat up even more. “Y/N, w-what are you doing?”
“What does it look like?” You smirk, your hands sneaking up further to touch his abs, shuffling closer so you’re flush against him. Your hot breath ghosts across his neck and you can’t stop yourself from biting down on the sweet skin there “I’ve missed you a lot you know?”
“I-I missed you too.” He gives into your touch, shivering before moving his own hands to settle on your hips. “Sorry that I took another long shift today.”
“Don’t worry Izuku, I’m not mad at you” You can feel him sigh underneath you. You know he still loves you, he’s just very invested in hero work and you can’t blame him, it’s been his lifelong dream. “But I know how you can make it up to me.” The hand that’s furthest up his shirt, wraps around his nipple and pinches it, earning a gasp from your boyfriend. You start grinding up against him, hips pressing against his crotch desperately.
“Ahh, y/n I-I should shower before we-” He’s cut off by another grind of your hips and another kiss to his neck. Your head is starting to spin more, trying to get more friction which proved difficult while still in your clothes. Your body is moving on its own, driven by all the pleasure that has pent up over the weeks. Your movements seem to affect your boyfriend in the same way, his hips involuntarily jerking against your touch, searching for more. He’s grown sensitive over the weeks, it would be a mistake to say he hasn’t thought about you in the same way. He was just always too shy to go through with it.
“Should we move this to the bedroom?” Deku’s eyes widen, finally getting what you’re hinting at “O-okay” He tightens his grip on your hips, subtly moving his hands under your ass and hoists you up in the air. He’ll make it up to you for sure.
Shouto Todoroki
At first, he’ll be confused when you initiate it
The little humps against any part of his body were definitely something new to him
He’s more used to having you voice your desires first so he knows what to do, but just movements to start with were something he had to adjust to
But normally when he hears you start whimpering and looking up into his eyes with that look he knows all too well what you need, although it takes a bit of coaxing to get him there
He does get turned on after some time, but you need to ease him into all this at first
Scenario: Lust Quirk
Shouto stumbled into the apartment with the last resort he had left. He thought part of his body could resist the heat that was surging through his system but even that amount of heat was too unnatural for him. His body made it hard to carry him any farther than his bed with the amount of heat rushing through his system, making every step he took shakily and his vision blurry. He should have been more careful, just as Aizawa-sensei told him, but now here he was, your colleague dragging his heated and flushed body into your apartment while he huffed and whined.
During your paired mission, Shouto protected you from an incoming attack and was hit with the quirk in the process. Good for your team cause it brought extra points for his heroic sacrifice, but not so good for himself as he was left with the after-effects of what was a lust quirk. Hence his current desperation and clinging to you when he finally ran into you, the pulling on your clothes, the heavy breathing, and a wet spot against the front of the pants of his hero costume.
“Please, I need-” You had helped him get to the apartment safely, thinking the effects wouldn’t be as bad but seeing him this desperate now changed the whole situation.
“Don’t worry Todoroki, I’ll get some help. I’m sure Recovery Girl has some pills that can ease the effects.”
Before you could move one step, his hand was around your wrist, holding you back. “I need… you.” His look was desperate as he eyed.
“Todoroki….”
He suddenly looked away, ashamed of being so straightforward with you. “I’m sorry…” Even when his mind was clouded, he tried to pull away, after all, he doesn’t want to end up hurting you. “I… I’ll try to handle it myself”.
Shouto let go of your arm, but you kept him from retreating. “I’ll help you. That’s what friends are for, right?”
The whimper that came from him together with the nod was the last thing you saw before he tugged on your arm and with the remaining energy he had, pushed you onto your back, looming over you as he kept trying not to breathe too heavily. “You sure you wanna… do this with me?”
You responded by wrapping your arms around his shoulders, allowing him to sink on top of you. Shouto groaned, burying his face into your neck, the hot breath there making your own head start to spin, his hips slowly starting to move back and forth, dragging his clothed cock against your sex. The friction was almost too much, his teeth sunk into the skin on your neck to keep him from screaming.
“Is that what you needed, Shouto?” You asked teasingly, starting to rock your own hips against his movement.
At that moment Shouto couldn’t care that you both still were clothed, the feeling of his cock rubbing against something (or better put someone) was everything he desired. “Y-yes…more”.
His thrusts were as controlled as he could keep them but he’s constantly torn between letting loose and preserving this wonderful feeling. “Anything you need~” you purred against him, your own hands finding his lower back, pushing him down.
He let out another hot puff of air, your bodies keep rutting against each other in sync, creating the most delicious friction you could wish for. It was getting quiet in the apartment, the thing to be heard was moans and groans as well as the rubbing of wet clothing. His eyes were glued on you in awe as you increased the movement of your hips.
Steam starts to erupt from his left side, he could feel himself losing control of his emotions, he feels like he’s going to overpower and pin you down any moment. Being the quiet type it was quite a sight to see him in such a state. Shoto feels like he’s on fire, even his cold side was too weak to do anything in this case. You could feel his cock twitch underneath you which only spurred you on more.
“Y/N if you’re gonna keep that up I’m-” the grip on your hips intensifies and you can feel the fabric of his parts chafe more than before. you take a moment to raise your hips only to be met by a large wet spot and an even bigger bulge pressing against you.
“I can’t take this any longer,“ Todoroki huffed and once again grabbed you by your hips and pressed you against his twitching cock.
You grinned down at him, your teasing motions never stopping. He gasps when your hands start to wander along with your body, lower and lower until you were nestled in between his legs. "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you from here”.
Shinsou Hitoshi
He’d be into it for sure
Loves the friction, loves the way your clothed sex rubs against his, creating a slow but agonizing pleasure that he can’t wait to feel more of
He loves to see that he can drive you crazy and so do you when he grows more desperate the more you move against him
Let’s be honest, this boy has some sleeping problems, so it wouldn’t surprise me if at some point he asks if he could try something while you were asleep and he was still awake
Now imagine: Somno Scenario
Shinsou and you had been dating for longer now and have tried some pretty pleasant stuff in the bedroom but there was one topic he never touched: somnophilia. You talked about this before with him but he said he would feel bad when you wouldn’t be part of it as well. You told him that you would be okay with it and maybe it would help him fall asleep easier when he had a night plagued with insomnia.
A few nights later Shinsou found himself in exactly that exact predicament. Lying beside you while you were sleeping away peacefully, he couldn’t find rest. Maybe it was also because you told him that you were okay with him potentially doing something. Just thinking about your body in a lewd way was enough to rile him up and right now he can’t help but look at your sleeping form. He started to slowly caress your arms, letting his fingers dance over the exposed skin there before traveling further down to your waist. He could already feel a certain tightness in his PJs as he slipped his hand under your shirt and found soft skin to touch there, trying to hold his moans to a minimum.
It wasn’t quite enough for him so he tried to shift his position and moved closer to you, holding you from behind, his erection pressing against the small of your back. A short gasp escaped him when he slid his leg in between your thighs, feeling your cunt through the light fabric of your pants. Short glances over your shoulder revealed that you were still very much asleep, apart from the small whimper that you let out when he started pushing his knee against your clothed sex. He kept his eyes on you, mouth slightly agape as his hips moved. He managed to suppress a groan when his hard shaft rubbed against your ass, the friction moving his skin up and down was enough to make him shudder in pleasure.
Another small whimper was heard from you, spurring your boyfriend on to press his knee further into your folds. He could feel pleasant wetness coming from them, only adding to the whole sensation.
“Seems like you’re having sweet dreams, kitty.” He murmured against your ear before gently nibbling at it. The friction was driving him insane, he would love to pull down his pants to relieve the pressure but at the same time, he didn’t want to pull away. All he was concentrated on was seeing your expression slowly go from innocent to lewd under his very touch and movements, it was certainly a sight to behold and he was also sure that’d he’d sleep pretty peacefully after this experience.
Tomura Shigaraki
He might get a bit confused at first
He usually doesn’t indulge in intimacy
Since he got preoccupied with taking down Re- Desto and after his victory now is the leader of a new uprising group, you had a hard time catching him for some quality time
when you first initiated something new, Shigaraki doesn’t know what was going on but he gets cheeky about it really fast when you finally managed to pull his eyes away from work and have him focus on you
He loves to tease and degrade you for your behavior and loves to see the desperation in your eyes when he does
His words rile you up easily once you set pleasuring him as your goal
Scenario: Post-war celebration
With the win against Re-Destro, Shigaraki was one step closer to getting what he wanted. Nothing can ever beat the taste of a sweet victory.
Now he’s sitting in his new office in the newly captured mansion, going over some files and mapping out the next movements they were going to make when he suddenly hears a knock on the door. “Seems like you’re the boss here now, eh? How does it feel?”
Shigaraki sighed at your appearance at the door, thank god it was you and not Re-Destro again, he’s seen enough of his face for the day. As you entered, he tried not to give you any kind of special attention, which was hard given the fact that you decided to wear one of your very revealing black dresses. It hugged your body beautifully and you smirked as you approach the table, seeing that Shigaraki already had trouble focusing.
“It was obvious from the start that we would win.” He dismissed, gripping his pen a little too hard.
“Oh is that so? Well, I think you still forgot one important thing” You said while slowly striding closer to where he was sitting.
Only when you were standing next to him, did you finally manage to make him abandon the papers, his red eyes staring you up and down intently. “And what would that be?”
You could only smirk, lifting your hand to lay on his shoulder, slowly caressing his scarred neck, “Our new leader still needs to receive proper treatment. After such a hard and long battle, it’s only right to spoil the winner, wouldn’t you agree?”
Skigaraki is getting restless, you can see him Start to bounce his leg, “Whatever, now are you just going to talk, or are you going to do something?
"Of course, oh fearless leader.” You gracefully slide onto his lap, arms making their way around his neck.
The leader can’t deny that he loves it when you get submissive like this, perfectly following each order he gives you.
“Well? Get on with it, I don’t have all night.” You let out a small whimper, your hips starting to circle on his thigh. The fact that you were only wearing your dress made it so much easier to press the lips of your pussy against him.
“Someone’s an eager slut tonight.” His words only spurred you on and the lack of intimacy these past months were starting to catch up on both of you.
You look down, Shigaraki is still wearing his new suit, and you can start to see the outline of his twitching cock against the material. A grunt from him was all it took for you to speed up your movements, pressing down against him harder and faster.
“That’s right, my slut, show me how much you need me.” Shigaraki spots your hand traveling down his chest and is quick to slap it away which earns him a whine in return “I didn’t say you could touch me yet.” His hand wanders to your waist, squeezing there to encourage you more.
You obliged, continuing to rub yourself on him, enjoying each hump, each small feeling the friction is creating. “Please…”
“Please what, slut?”
“I-I need you” Your answer drew a small gasp from Shigaraki’s lips, right as he starts to feel what a sloppy mess you became just from humping him.
You lean in, slowly kissing down his scared neck “Please, master” That was enough for Shigaraki to pull you off of him, pushing you onto your knees and in between his legs. The new leader chuckles and removes the hand that is sitting on his face, eyeing you in interest as you sink to your knees.
“Make sure to put that chatty mouth of yours to good use. If you do well, you’ll get the reward you want.”
And how could you ever deny such an offer?
Dabi
He’d be such a tease about it
Eyeing you when you come over to him, grinning when you sit on his lap
Gasping when you start rutting against him
He’ll grab your waist and push you forward and backward, grabbing your ass
Whispering sentences like “Oh, someone’s getting bold there, aren’t you, baby?” or “Getting needy, doll? I haven’t even done anything and you’re already so desperate.” inti your ear
He loves it and he could lose himself over and over in the feelings and sensation
Scenario: Stoned
You were laying on his chest after the war was over, Dabi, now with his original white hair, was still inspecting the new burns he received during the fight. It was all worth it however, seeing his father’s face like this and ruining his honor was everything he wanted. As a celebration, he brought along some weed and offered to smoke it together as a way to calm down and it didn’t take long for the hazy and calm state to take over both of your bodies and for innocent touches and kisses to turn into roaming hands and smoke being exchanged through lips.
At some point you ended up straddling him, checks cupped as you deepened the kiss and lost yourself in those husky blue eyes once you pulled away.
"Someone’s getting pretty eager huh?” Dabi teased as he slapped his hands on your hips.
“Speak for yourself ” you laughed back before a low moan is drawn from you as Dabi pressed against you.
He sits up to lap at your neck, caressing your delicate skin there with a graze of his teeth up to your ear. “Mmh never said I wasn’t, you just look too damn hot on top of me and high off your balls.”
The blush on your cheeks was hot and burning, just like the palms of his hands that he started to heat up. Gradually, you start to move your hips, the fabrics of your clothes starting to rub against each other. Dabi was so generous as to lend you his shirt since he was too hot from the previous battle, now with only his chest and your bottom half exposed, it was exactly the opposite of what you wanted to feel.
“Why don’t we get this off?” you suggested and Dabi wasted no time shuffling his sweatpants down.
Soon his hands were back on you, hot as the breath against your ear. “I want you, baby, ~” He purred, hands sliding up your shirt, grabbing anything in his way he could manage. You captured his lips in another heated kiss, effectively shutting him up and letting your bodies do the talking. With only both of your underwear separating you, Dabi’s got you exactly where he wanted.
The next moments felt like a blur, a hot mess of rubbing fabrics and hungry kisses. Dabi kept you close to himself, rutting up into you as if the clothes weren’t there in the first place, he can’t get enough of the teasing and he loves to watch you fall apart and go in for more. There was not much to say in between the two of you, the feeling of the other enough to make you both needy.
At some point, you stopped your kissing to catch some air, but the movements of your hips or his didn’t falter. You’ve gotten so wet that you could feel your slick run down your thighs and you could see that it makes Dabi growl. His rock-hard cock has found a comfortable way of sliding against the plush lips of your pussy that he could spend forever, although there’s only one more place he’d rather be.
“I think we need to move this somewhere else,” Dabi smirked against your lips. “Or maybe we’ll just stay here since our limbs are so heavy.”
“No, I think you definitely need to move somewhere else.” The third-party voice ripped you out of your little horny bubble and you watched in shock as you saw Spinner standing in the door frame, looking tired and just done getting patched back up himself.
You scrambled to throw anything over you that would provide some sort of shielding, embarrassment setting into your mind despite the relaxing feeling of the weed. “How long have you been standing here?”
“Too long…” He sighs as he wanders off to the couch on the other side of the room, starting up a game.
“Guess, we have to continue this somewhere else, baby” Dabi laughed, and surprisingly, he reluctantly sat up.”I don’t want anyone seeing you with what I’m about to do to you.”
You keened and obediently wrapped your legs around him as he stood up and took you up to his room.
I wrote this piece a long time ago, so if it sucks, blame past me.
Word count: 700
Requested: Nope, an old draft.
Info: Both y/n and Hawks are pro-heroes.
Warning: Fluff.
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You had been working with Hawks for a little over a year now. In the start, Hawks would often be the one to train with you, and soon you both began joking around while training
It all started with him complimenting you for your speedy and reaction time. That’s when you decided to make a joke about you two being like predator and prey.
You don’t know why, but Hawks lost his shit.
Since you had a mouse quirk, you often had night parole. You would often show up to work, Hawks was about to leave. You two would always stop and chat with each other before you two went your separate ways.
Sometimes you and Hawks had parole together, it wasn’t very often, but when it happened, you two always had a blast.
It didn’t take long for you to develop a crush on Hawks. Even though you’ve had a long and hard day, Hawks would always make it a little better.
If you two had parole together, and nothing was happening, you two would just be joking around.
And if anything did happen, but you two were too far away, Hawks wouldn’t hesitate to pick you up and fly you guys to the scene.
Even fighting, you two were good together. You would often distract the villain from the ground, while Hawks would attack from above.
There was one time when you got critically injured and were in the hospital for over a month. Even though you weren’t conscious for the whole time, you were told that Hawks would show up every day. When you did gain your consciousness again, it didn’t stop Hawks from visiting you, and he would often make you had eaten and stayed hydrated.
After you had gotten out of the hospital, Hawks was a little more careful with you, but let you do your thing. ——– You and Hawks were getting ready for night parole. You were getting your gear on and strapped in.
“Hawks! Are you almost ready?” You asked him.
“Yeah, almost, just wait for me a little longer.” Hawks shouted to you.
“Any longer and I might leave you behind!” You shouted.
“Nooo, don’t do that to me, y/n.” You heard Hawks whine.
“Haha, I’m kidding, of course, I’ll wait for you, bird brain.” You laughed. You sat down and decided to wait for Hawks. How come your hero costume looked so much more complicated, but it was always Hawks that took the longest time to get ready.
You looked around the room and spotted Hawks’ famous jacket hanging from a chair. You walked over and picked it up.
You just kind of looked at it, that was until you got an idea. You walked over to the nearest mirror and tried it on.
On Hawks, it just looked like a normal jacket, but on you, it just looked huge. At first, you just looked at yourself in awe. But then you decided to have some fun.
“I am the legendary Hawks! Catch me if you can, villain!” You said, and spread your arms out and pretended they were wings. You ran around the room pretending to be flying.
Meanwhile, Hawks had heard your shouting and decided to check up on you. The sight he was met with was not what he had expected.
“You think you can stop me! Fool, for I am the legendary Hawks!” You said and ran around the room again.
“Having fun are we?” You heard a very familiar voice ask you. Your whole face was placed, and you turned your face towards the voice.
“Oh hi Hawks, this is not what it looks like.” You felt your whole face become red.
Why? Maybe because you just embarrassed yourself in front of your crush.
“Now, because it looks like a little mouse has stolen my favorite jacket.” He said and backed you against a wall.
“Now, what do you have to say for yourself.” Hawks asked you as he leaned in closer.
“Not today!” You shouted and escaped.
“Oh, so that’s how you play little mouse. Okay, I’m game.” Hawks smirked and chased after you.
Safe to say, parole could wait a little while longer.
Info: Quirkless college au, teeth rotting fluff. Reader is gender neutral
Warning: Nope.
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Another day, another boring lesson. What had he expected?
For Sero, it was just another day in his boring college life. Sero looked around, not interested in the lector anyway, and when he looked around he saw he wasn’t the only one.
As he looked around at the other students, his eyes finally landed on you. You sat at the end of the same row he was sitting in, still pretty far away from him.
Sero continued To stare at you, completely captivated by you. He looked at you as you kept looking up from your note blog, and down again, probably taking notes from this lesson.
Sero took out his phone and quickly snapped a picture of you and sent it to his friends in their groupchat. He asked them if anyone knew who they were, sadly no luck. That was until Mina came through.
“Yeah, that y/n l/n, they’re in my morning class.” She wrote back to him.
Y/n l/n, huh. They even have a pretty name.
Sero continued texting his friends, that he didn’t notice his lector ending.
“Hey!” A voice rang out throughout the room. Sero looked up and saw no one around him.
“Class over, you can leave now,” His professor told him, and he gathered his things and hurried out of the room, hoping to catch one more glimpse of you. Sadly, he didn’t see you in the corridor. He looked at the picture he snapped of you and decided to talk to Mina later.
Some time went by, but he didn’t see you very often. Even when he did, he was with someone, or you were too far away.
Sero complained to his friends, telling them he wanted to get to know you more since you seemed nice.
“Oooh, does someone have a crush~” Mina teased him? He looked at her with a grumpy expression.
“No, I don’t have a crush on them, is there something wrong with wanting to get to know someone new.” Sero laid back in the beanbag and stared at the ceiling.
“Whatever you say, Hun.” Mina smiled to herself.
Even more, time went by where Sero couldn’t get closer to you, and it was driving him mad. At this point, he wanted so badly to just give up and move on with his life.
But as if fate had heard his frustration, they decided to have some mercy n him for once.
Here he was once again, same class, same professor, same boring student life. Sero was playing with his pen while trying his best to listen to his professor blabber on.
“All right class, partner up and get this project done, and I want it done by the end of this month.” The professor announced, and the unmotivated groans of students could he hard throughout the room.
Sero looked around for someone to partner up with, but he didn’t even get the chance to before he felt someone poke his shoulder.
He turned his head and almost fell out of his seat out of shock when he saw you standing before him.
“Hey, I saw you didn’t have a partner yet, So I wanted to ask if you wanted to partner up. Of course, you don’t have to if you already have someone in mind.” You told him.
“No! I mean Yes! I mean, I don’t have anyone in mind, so yes, we should partner up.” Sero chuckled nervously and tried to act naturally in front of you.
“Great! How about we meet up at the library after school, of course, only if you’re available.” Oh god, that smile. It almost melted his heart into a puddle.
“S-Sure, I’ve got nothing going after school. See you then, I guess.” Sero smiled back at you.
“Oh, by the way, my name is y/n l/n.” You introduced yourself. Even though he already knew your name, he didn’t mind hearing it again.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Sero Hanta.” He reached out his hand, which you gladly took into your own, and shook his. Sero couldn’t help but feel like your hand felt like it fit so perfectly in his.
“All right Sero, I see you later at the library.” You smiled and began to leave, and Sero followed you with his gaze.
“After school at the library, don’t forget!” You turned and shouted at him, showing him one of your lovely smiles once again before leaving.
Sero couldn’t vibe that dorky smile off of his face, that was until he remembers he didn’t know what the project was about. He groaned and slammed his head against the table.
Whatever, he still got to see you after school, he just hoped you wouldn’t be too mad when he told you.
The rest of the day seemed to move too slow for Sero’s liking, and when school was finally, he shoved everything into his bag and walked as fast to the library. On his way there, he saw Denki.
“Hey man, where are going?” Denki asked him, but Sero didn’t even stop to tell him.
“Sorry bro, I have to study, see you later.” He waved at Denki and continued to walk towards the library. He soon reached the library and saw you standing outside waiting for him.
“Hey!” He called out, and you turned your attention towards him and smiled at him. Sero could’ve melted into a puddle right then and there, but he carried on towards you.
“Hey, you made it” You greeted him.
“Sorry, did I make you wait long?” He asked you.
“No, I barely just got here before you showed up.” You shook your head.
“Oh, here before I forget.” You handed him a coffee.
“For some extra energy.” You winked at him, and Sero felt as if someone has shot him through his heart.
“T-Thanks, I pay you back some time.” Sero gladly took the coffee from your hand, feeling your soft hand brushes up against his own.
“It’s okay, that one is on me, come on, let’s get this project started.” You walked into the library and Sero followed right after you.
“Okay, I got everything ready, where do you wanna start?” You asked him as you both sat down.
“Well, to be honest, I wasn’t listening when our professor announced the project, so I don’t know what we’re doing.” Sero rubbed his neck and tried to avoid eye contact with you.
You looked at him for a second before bursting out laughing and being shushed by the surrounding people.
“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh.” You dried your tears.
“I just didn’t think anyone else besides me thought the classes were boring.” You admitted.
“But I see you taking notes all the time.” Sero pointed out.
“That’s because my friend is too lazy to get up, so she begs me to notes for her. I swear one day I’m not doing it.” Sero chuckled at your explanation.
“Anyway, let’s get started, I’ll explain along the way.” You said, and you both began with the easy things, working your way through.
After a few hours of studying, you both agreed to stop for today before it got too late.
“Well, I think we got a good done for today, don’t you think?” You asked him.
“Definitely. Hey, thank you for not getting mad at me for not knowing what we’re were doing.” Sero thanked you.
“Oh, that was nothing. I think I would be in the same boat if I didn’t take notes for my friend.” You smiled as you packed the last of your things.
“Hey, before I forget, can I get your number, so we can keep in contact?” Sero asked you.
“Sure! I don’t see why not, you seem like a nice guy. I would like to get to know you more.” You said and wrote down your number and a piece of paper. Sero hoped you couldn’t see him blushing.
“Cool, I would like to get to know you better too.” Sero smiled at you, and you were sure you could feel one of Cupid’s arrows shot through your heart.
“Here you go, What do you say, same time tomorrow?” You asked him as you handed your number over to him.
“Sounds good to me,” Sero said and looked at your number before stuffing it in his pocket for the time being.
“Cool.” You said and got up, and Sero followed suit and followed you to the library entrance.
“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,” Sero said.
“Definitely, and I’m looking forward to spending more time with you. See you tomorrow.” you waved at him as you walked away.
Sero smiled and fished out his phone and your number and put your number into his phone.
As you walked back to your dorm, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You fished it out and looked at the screen.
“I look forward to spending more time with you, too. - Sero” It was a message from Sero. You smiled and quickly saved his number to your phone. You smiled the rest of your walk back.
Throughout the month, you and Sero met up at the library to finish your project together. Even though you two worked on the project and got much of it done, sometimes you just ended up talking. Sero would often talk about his friends and the crazy things they have done, which in turn would often make you laugh.
Once again, you and Sero were studying at the library, but this time you ended up meeting later since one of your classes dragged out.
Sero felt his phone buzz and fished it out of his pocket. Turned out it was a message from Denki.
“Hey, we’re getting pizza, wanna come with us?” Denki had asked him.
“Hey?” Sero called out to you, and you looked up from your computer.
“Yes?” You answered.
“My friends are getting pizza, wanna tag along with us?” Sero asked you.
“Oh god yes, I’m starving at this point.” You said and slumped backward in your chair. Sero chuckled and texted his friend back.
“Sure, I’m taking y/n with me, we’re both pretty hungry.” Sero texted.
“Oooh; Are we finally gonna meet your lover.” Denki teased Sero.
“They’re not my lover.” Sero texted him back.
“Not yet, at least ;)” Denki texted Sero. Sero was about to write back when he felt you poke his back.
“I’m ready when you are, which I hope is soon.” You smiled as you stood beside him.
“I’m ready. Let’s get something to eat.” Sero said, and you both met up with his friends on the way. After being introduced to all his friends, you went to buy the pizzas and afterward went to his friend Bakugou’s place.
During the whole evening, you talked and made jokes as you all ate. After eating, you all sat down and Sero’s friend began talking about all the crazy shit they had done in the past.
You had sat down beside Sero, and as his friends continued talking, you rested your head on his shoulder. Sero froze for a second, before relaxing again and slowly placing an arm around your shoulder.
As the night got closer, the more tired you got. At some point, you decided to go home, before it was too late.
“I’d better get home, I have school tomorrow.” You got up and Sero followed you.
“Let me walk you back to your dorm,” Sero said.
“You don’t have to do that Sero, I’ll be fine on my own.” You reassured him, but Sero wanted none of that.
“I insist, not that I was gonna back down on my offer.” Sero smiled at you.
“Oh, Okay. Bye, everyone! Thank you for tonight!” You shouted to the others.
“Bye y/n, please come hang out with us again,” Mina told you.
“Oh definitely, I need to hear more stories about Sero’s skateboard adventures.” You laughed.
“Okay, I think you’ve had your fun for tonight, see you later guys.” Sero bid his friends goodbye.
You laughed as Sero walked you home.
“I hope you had a good time tonight, certainly seemed like you did.” Sero grinned.
“Are you kidding, that’s the most fun I’ve had in a while, plus I made some new friends.
"Well, I’m glad you and my friends get along, makes things a whole lot easier.” Sero slung his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to himself.
“Oh, absolutely.” You smiled and placed your left hand on his arm. You two soon reach your dorm.
“Well. I guess I’ll see you after school tomorrow.” You said and turned towards Sero.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be there as always,” Sero reassured.
“Great, see you tomorrow.” You said but before you could ever your dorm, you felt Sero pull you towards him. You soon felt his soft lips on yours.
You were shocked but melted into the kiss, gripping onto his jacket to steady yourself. Your lips melted together so perfectly, you didn’t want to pull away, but nothing lasted forever.
Sero pulled away and smiled at you.
“See you tomorrow, beautiful,” Sero said and pulled away from you. You watched him walk away, you waited until you couldn’t see him anymore before you decided to go inside.
The next day at the library was unusually quiet between the both of you. Not because you didn’t want today anything, but because of the event happening last night. The both of you kept stealing glances at each other, catching each other in the act a few times, which lead to blushing faces.
Along the way, Sero must have gotten some more courage, because you felt his foot poke at yours and intertwine his legs with yours. You looked up at him, and he flashed you a shy smile. You smiled back at him and let his foot slowly caress your leg.
Though things were awkward for a little while, things went back to normal, well as normal as they could be.
The end of the month was getting closer and closer, and you and Sero were practically done with your project, you were just adjusting it at this point. The thought of you and Sero not spending as much time anymore made you sad, especially of how much you had fallen in love with him during all of this.
But you weren’t the only one saddened by the thought of you two spending less time together. Sero wanted to keep spending more time with you even outside of school. He wanted to take you out on dates, maybe even teach you how to skate since you had shown an interest in it.
It was the last week before the project had to be turned in, and you and Sero had just finished your project. You were standing outside the library saying goodbye to each other.
“Hey, I hope we can like to hang out even after this, you’re a cool person,” Sero said as he held your hand in his.
“I would love to, maybe we have more time since we don’t have a huge project stopping us from doing it.” You smiled as you swung your hands gently back and forth.
“Haha, Yeah we probably do.” Sero laughed. Silence fell over the two of you until you decided to speak.
“Well, see you tomorrow, I guess.” You said and let go of his hand, his hand missing your warmth the second your hand left his.
“Yeah, see you,” Sero said and looked at your figure becoming smaller and smaller with each step you took.
‘It’s now or never.’ Sero thought and pulled out his phone.
You felt your phone buzzing and you pulled it out only to see you got a text from Sero. You opened it and the words “Be Mine.” filled your vision.
You turned around to see if Sero was still there, and there he still stood staring at you. You could feel the adrenaline kick in and you began running towards him.
Sero opened his arms, and you ran straight into them, locking your arms around him. You both hugged each other tightly, never wanting to let each other go.
You could feel tears fall down your cheeks from the pure happiness you were feeling.
“So what do you say? Wanna be mine forever?” Sero asked you.
“What do you think idiot, yes, like a million times yes.” You said and looked at him.
“Good, because I’m not letting you go.” Sero smiled and planted his lips on yours. You wrapped your around his neck and returned the kiss.
You both pulled away and looked at each other. You both smiled and leaned both your foreheads together, enjoying the euphoria you both were feeling.
You couldn’t think of anyone else you would rather be together with right now than your partner: Sero Hanta.
“think fast” you tell bakugou, chucking a paper bag towards his direction.
bakugou easily catches the paper bag and yells a string of profanities at you before taking a peak on what’ inside the bag. there he finds what seems to be a hand knit scarf
he gives you a look when you plop down next to him, “what’s this?”
“… a scarf?”
“you think i don’t know that, dumbass?!”
you huffed, snatching the soft wool from his hands. “it’s my gift to you since you always use that one scarf of yours. it was time for you to get a new one”
bakugou doesn’t say anything but snatches the said scarf from your hands and wraps it around his neck.
’warmandfuzzy. just like you’ he thinks to himself, stealing a glance of you.
“happy birthday, katsuki” you greet, pecking him on the cheek
The car came to a full stop. You could see the sun disappearing behind the clouds as it began to set. You bit your lip, watching the swirls of orange and pink come together in the sky. You didn’t even thought the sky could look so pretty. You saw the waves crash over the rocks on the beach.
The parking lot was empty, the last car pulling off at you two pulled in.
“Um. I had fun tonight. Thanks for taking me out.” you giggled shyly, looking over at him.
Dabi turned his head to look at you, running a hand through his hair. a smiled spread across his lips. “It doesn’t have to end right now, does it?”
Yeah, he was right. You didn’t want to go yet, you had been having way too much fun. You peeked over at the car radio, it was 8:45. “No, I guess not!” you answered, meeting his eyes again. “Thanks for taking me out.”
“Come on,” he winked. “You deserve it. Our next date will be even better.”
“Dabi-” you scoffed, shaking your head at him. It grew quiet as you gazed down at your fingers. You were glad you didn’t listen to your friends when they all said not to go out with him. He was amazing. He was the funniest man you’ve ever heard speak…and he was drop dead…SO FINE.
“Baby…look at me.” you heard him tease. You shyly turned your head, only to become aware of a pair of lips over your own. It was short and brief, and definitely took you by surprise.
“I’m sorry, was I moving too fast?”
“No, it’s not that.” you laughed nervously. “I liked it, but no guy has ever…done that-”
“I’ll stop you right there, my little matchbox. No ‘guy’ has done that. I’m a man…I’m your man.” he slid his fingers under your chin. “I know what I want, and that’s you.”
You nearly felt your heart stop. His intensity was unmatched. You studied his face as he drew his hands back to wipe the side of his mouth. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. His smirk grew wider.
“Would you like me to kiss you again?”
“Um, I wouldn’t hate it…” you confessed.
“You shouldn’t use that cute voice. I might break you.” Dabi growled, grabbing your attention. He had your full and undivided stare. The way he spoke led you to believe he was absolutely feral. His voice wavered between raspy and warped at the same time.
Before you could ask what he meant, he kissed you again. His hands rested on either side of your face as he explored your mouth with his rough tongue. You let out the slightest whimper.
He abruptly pulled away, a thin line of drool coming between you two.
“Get in the back seat.” he rasped, he leaned over and unbuckled your seatbelt. “There sure as hell isn’t enough room up here. Get back there….now.”
Call it sadistic, bur hearing his dominance did something for you. Deciding to be cheeky, you crawled between the front and passengers seats. You plopped down, sitting back. You stared back at him, your innocent face peeking through trying to look like a tease.
Dabi stared at you. Did you really jus- Did you really just challenge him like that? Dabi practically jumped back there with you, feverishly covering your body with his. He tore off his coat, and yanked off his loose fitting shirt. His muscles tensed up, flexing as he grabbed the seat head behind you.
As if on cue, the car radio changed. The song that played was slow and very sensual. Before you could comment, he held your cheek and kissed painfully slowly up your jawline.
“You do things to me-” he groaned. He abruptly moved himself so you could sit on his lap. You relaxed against him, like you belonged there.
Dabi moaned against your lips, trailing his hands under your shirt. His hands warmed exceptionally. The way he held you, the way he kissed you and captures your tongue in his trap could only be read as a man who wasn’t to be fucked with, and it worked too.
“Y/N.” he rasped. “Can I keep you?” he moaned against your lips. “Please let me keep you.” he whispered.
Instead of answering, you traced your fingertips up his torso. While his skin was rough, it was also comforting. His skin was firey hot, but feeling those little staples against your skin added to the feeling.
You guys really like when I include pet names in this. So sure!
Also this is my birthday gift to myself. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME!
CONTAINS-Angst, friends to lovers, smutty smut. An interruption from Keigo the cockblock, Inexperienced but not virgin reader, Dabi who really just wants an excuse to eat the box, can you tell I wrote this when I was tipsy (drink and write, don’t drink and drive kids)
LEGGO!!
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“Here you go!” you set down the canned energy drink in front of your long time friend, Dabi. He had shown up at your place in the middle of the night as he usually did every other night. He was laying on your bed, void of his shirt and jacket. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling when you entered your room again.
“Thanks, babe.” he got out of his trance to look over at you. He sat up, resting on his elbow as he took the can from you. “You spoil me, baby.” Instead of opening the can right away, he rested the cold thing against his abdomen
Yes, he called you pet names. He was a flirtatious asshole…you loved him for it…more than he knew.
“You force me to.” you replied, sitting in the spinning chair near your desk. You bought your knee up to hug it to your chest. You looked at a random wall. “You come here every damn day.”
“Because I know I can.” he winked, laughing lowly. “Who else is gonna listen to my shit.” he cracked open the can.
Of course having a friend…who also just so happened to be the biggest playboy you’ve ever met. Last week it was Bella, this week it was Katrina. Who knows who it’d be next week. When he wasn’t committing arson. You were sure you’d be arrested for harboring a criminal.
“Yeah.” you scoffed. “Your friends must be sick of your shit, Lord knows I am.” I seethed.
“Y/N…” he trailed off, raising an eyebrow. “Are you trying to tell me something?”
“Yes!” you rose to your feet. “Every time you come here, you always have some girl to complain about!” you growled. “Dabi, for once can we please talk about something else? Not Bella, not Katrina, not Yuki…ANYTHING else?”
Hearing possibly the love of your life complain about other girls who probably did nothing wrong not only made you feel jealous, but guilty. They were all exceptional beauties that made you feel like…like a shitty protagonist’s comic relief.
“Like what?” he began. “Your sexual fantasies?”
Oh he was going to go there?
“YOU DICK!” you grabbed a random piece of paper and crumpled it up, hauling it at his head. “I should invite Keigo over instead of you. At least he isn’t a pain in my ass.” you seethed, making Dabi laugh.
“Please, Bird-face would take it way farther than I would.”
“My sexual adventures…or lack thereof…are none of your or his business!” you ignored his last comment.
“Oh no no no!” Dabi fully sat up, smirking. “Lack thereof, eh?” he raised at eyebrow, standing to your feet. He wore a shit eating grin as he stepped towards you. “Babygirl, don’t tell me you’re a virgin.”
“I never said that!” you rebutted. “I never said I was-”
“But you aren’t denying it, now are you? You’ve probably never had good sex anyways.”
“I haven’t.” you found yourself saying. “The last person I kissed, I can’t even remember.”
Dabi must have really been affected by your words because he found himself blank faced. You walked past him and sat down on your bed, wrapping yourself in your blanket.
“Wait…Y/N are you serious?”
“Yeah.” you huffed. “I’ve never cared enough to find someone who cared enough about me.” you shook your head. “Make fun of me, go ahead.”
You turned your head away from Dabi, feeling shame rise on your face. You wished that Dabi knew what you meant. Translation- I AM WAITING FOR YOU TO SEE ME IDIOT. The only thing you haven’t done was go full blown Catwoman and make rips in your super-suit to make him see you.
“Um…I’m hungry.” you broke your own silence. “Should we-”
“Y/N…” Dabi sat down next to you. “Are you trying to tell me that- That you’ve never had…real sex before?”
“No…I haven’t.” you answered honestly. “Am I not worth it?” you looked up at Dabi. “Does no one…think of me that way?”
“Of course you are! Y-you’re worth everything.”
“To who?” you scoffed.
It was silent for a while. You hugged yourself, letting the blanket fall. Dabi had to stop himself. If only you had known why he had to fill the void with complete strangers.
“Baby…do you know? How to kiss, I mean.”
“Of course I do…”
“I mean the real way…filled with passion…touch…tongues if you want.” you could see sweat droplets forming on his skin. You felt his fingers trail up your arm.
“N-not sure if I’ve ever done that before.” you stammered. “Not in the way you’re describing.”
Dabi slowly leaned towards you, turning his body to crawl over you. You felt yourself fall on your back as he hovered over you. His body felt warm, his hands caressed your face as he stared you down.
“Baby….Y/N-” he choked. “For a minute, could you, could we-”
“Dabi, use your words.” you found it hard to joke when you were both scared and low-key excited for what was about to happen.
“Could we pretend to be-?” he whispered. “Could you…pretend that we’re- ”
“Dabi.” your eyes widened at his words. “We can’t…we’re friends-”
“We love each other right?” He cut you off. “We love each other more than how friends usually do…and you know it.”
“Of course.”
“I love you, Y/N…I want your first official time to be with someone who cares about you…who loves you to death. Even if you never want us to talk about this ever again…Let me show you how much I can love you- How much Ido love you- I mean how good it will feel to be with someone.”
Y/N, babe…breathe. Breathe!!! (Read more below the cut)
“I’ll teach you how to please a man, babygirl. I’ll be your first everything.”
“D-dabi, I-…hmmm~” you were cut off as his lips brushed against yours. His lips felt so- wow. You were shut your eyes tightly, feeling his hands trailed under your shirt to touch your scorching hot stomach.
“You’re so cute…” he giggled. “Y/N, we’ve only kissed and you’re already shaking.” he pecked your lips again. “Hm, open your mouth I wanna feel your tongue against mine.”
You shyly obeyed, only slightly parting your lips. Dabi slid his tongue into your mouth, brushing it against his own. His arms tightened around you. “Yeah, that’s it.” he giggled. “Use your tongue more…that it~.” he grabbed a fistful of your hair.
Dabi suddenly pinned your hands above you head as he deepened your kiss. He tasted…like alcohol mixed with something sweet. He was definitely drinking a bit before he came over. The roughness of his bottom lip against yours drove you insane.
“Y/N…” he mumbled against your lips. “You’re so beautiful. If you do this with other men, it will drive them crazy.” he smiled against your lips. “Let me kiss you more from now on, okay?”
You squeezed your legs together, suddenly feeling hot. “Dabi, I feel funny. It feels….”
“Fuck Y/N, you shouldn’t say that.” he groaned. “I wanna taste you, panties off.”
“Huh?!” you stared at Dabi like he had grown another head. You felt him fumble with your shorts. “D-dabi what are you-”
“Let me please you, Y/N.” he glared up at you through hooded eyes. “If nothing else…let me taste this pretty little puss-fuuuck” Dabi’s eyes widened, seeing that little wet spot against your panties.
“Was that a good uh-oh orrrr”
“Oh it’s good alright.” he snarled. “Spread em…now.”
You watched as he coaxed you to spread your legs. He gripped the waistband of your panties and yanked them down. “Baby you’re so fucking wet-” he whispered, his voice cracking. “You smell so fucking good too. Shit, Y/N…”
He darted his tongue out, licking a single stripe up your slit. That garnered the quietest whimper from your lips. His tongue was hot and felt almost slimy against your slit. “Dabi~”
“Do you like the way my tongue feels against your pussy baby.” Dabi spoke in a slightly babyish voice. He flicked his rough tongue against your slit. “Does it feel good baby?”
“Mhm.” you nodded desperately. You could feel his lips bite and suckle at your clit. His fingers tease and torture your tightness. “Dabi-”
“Does my tongue feel rough against that pretty pussy babygirl?” he hummed against your wetness. “By the way you have your hands in my hair, I’d say it does.”
He was right, you were running your hands through his hair, slightly tugging at his locks.
“Fuck, you’re soaking.” his breath grew shallow. “Baby~ Cum on my face? Hm?” he lashed his tongue against your hot flesh. “Cum all over this dry ass mug, Y/N.”
He dug his fingertips into your thighs as they begun to shake more. He could feel the orgasm building up. It made him want to heat his hands up as he thrust them into your wetness. But maybe another time…
“Dabi, D-dabi~ I’m gonna C-Haa~ haa~ haa~” you nearly lurched forward as you came undone under his hot mouth.
“FUCK~” Dabi drove his tongue even deeper into your pussy, taking all your water into his mouth. “Y/N you’re so fucking- so fucking good at this.”
“Is it, supposed to feel this way?” you moaned as Dabi kissed back up your stomach.
“Only with someone who knows what the fuck they’re doing.” you could see his stroking his length. “We can stop here if you want. I don’t want to force you-”
“N-no.” you cut him off. “You don’t have to stop. I mean-…I want you to-” you couldn’t find the words to say. “Please?”
Dabi was over the moon. Instead of filling the void with desperate people, he was finally getting to be with the only person who saw him as an actual human being. You. You were too beautiful for him. Too pure. How could you see beauty in something like him.
He rested his forehead against yours, squeezing his eyes shut as he guided himself inside you. “Fuck baby. You fit me so well. I’m not stretching you out at all. It’s almost like my dick was meant to fuck that cute little pussy.”
He gave you a short, messy kiss, followed by a slow, prolonged one. The way his tongue brushed against yours. He felt you tighten around his cock, guiding him in. He felt you run your fingers down his chest.
“How?” he stared down at you.
“Huh?” you stared up at him in confusion.
“What do you see in me? Why do you keep me in your life? Why is it every time I look your direction, you stare at me as if I’m the world? When I’m just…disgusting.” Dabi was trying not to cry. The last thing he needed was his blood dropping onto your face.
“Dabi~ I’ve loved you for years now. I don’t know why you can’t see what I do.” you shuddered. “All those people you hooked up with…they don’t know who you are like I do. Y-you’re beautiful…”
Shit, there it was. The single teardrop (well…blood but you get it) slid down his cheek. You managed to wipe his face before it landed on you.
Dabi groaned as he sunk his cock into you. “Baby, I love you.” he kissed your lips over and over. “I fucking love you.” he choked. “D-don’t leave me, p-please. Don’t show this part of you, or any fucking part of you to any fucking body.” he pleaded. “Y-you’re mine…fuck. Please be mine.” he whispered. He sucked in a harsh breath as he dug his head into your neck.
His slow, deep thrusts grew sloppier and sloppier. The sound of fesh and fluid was echoing throughout the room.
“Baby, are you gonna cum too?”
You could barely form words, so you had to nod. “Mhm~”
“Then cum. Cum all over this dick baby.”
You did as he said, feeling yourself come undone again and feeling his spurt his scalding hot cum inside you. You could feel his cum fill you up to the point where it overflowed and ran down your leg.
Dabi grabbed your hair and gave you a messy kiss, mumbling “I love yous” in between every short breath he broke away to take.
“You didn’t put on a condom did you?” you whimpered.
“…Uh…shit no.” he laughed, regaining his composure. “Sorry about that.”
“Nah it’s fine. Happy Fan-fiction land rules state you can’t get pregnant unless the writer says so.”
“What?”
“Hm?” you looked up at him. “Nothing, forget it.” you shook your head. “Why didn’t you tell me?” you stared up at him.
“Same reason you didn’t tell me.” he rolled his eyes. “Shit, come here.” he turned on his back, taking you with him. “You’re mine now…no choice.”
“I can dea with that….What should we do now?”
“Well assuming his shit timing, Bird-fucker should be popping in any minute now to bother us-”
“Well it’s about time you two fucked.”
“DO YOU EVER KNOCK!?” You screeched as you wrapped your self in a blanket. “Damnit, Keigo!”
“The door was unlocked!” he laughed as he leaned against the door frame.
“That doesn’t answer the question.” Dabi growled. “Give us a minute alright?” he instantly covered himself with a pillow. “Or five.”
“I’m kind of offended you didn’t ask me to show you how to fuck, Y/N.” he laughed. “But shit I could hear you two from outside.”
“KEIGO!!” “DUDE!!”
“Fine, but I’m ordering the takeout tonight. Don’t fuck in front of my food okay?”
“OUT!”
“I’LL FRY YOU IF YOU DON’T FUCKING LEAVE.”
“I sweat that guy is gonna be the reason I start my Villain arc.” you seethed as he walked back into the living room, laughing his ass off.
“Oh really?” Dabi kissed your shoulder. “You wouldn’t mind being my assistant right? LOV could use some new blood.”
“Would you mind…showing me the ropes?” you asked, feeling him lay little kisses along your shoulders.
tags:; hangry reader, mentions of food, Sero speaking spanish, mentions of feet, cute ending, sero x reader
wc: 664
Staring at the cereal box on the highest shelf you were irritated.
He always did this but you were not in the mood.
“Sero!”
Hanta heard your tone of voice from the bedroom and froze. You were not happy.
“Yes, mi amor.” He called out hoping his words would calm you down. It didn’t.
“Sero what did I say about putting shit too high!” You yelled out.
He peeked his head out of the doorway, “Um…”
You met his eyes from the kitchen, “Why is the cereal on the highest shelf.”
He sheepishly smiled, “I forgot…”
“I’m going to break my ankle if I have to keep climbing on these counters to get food and if I break my ankle, I’m going to break your neck.” You yelled jumping on the counters reaching for the Fruit Loops. One wrong move and you were going to slip.
Your usual step-stool was MIA causing you to become a monkey once again like when you were a kid.
Sero saw what you were doing and hurried into the kitchen. You were very accident-prone. Usually, you used a chair or something not climb on the counters.
“What are you doing!”
“I’m grabbing food that you think is funny to put out of reach for me.” You called out on your tippy-toes on the ledge, fingers brushing the box.
He came up behind you wrapping his arms around you and putting you on the floor.
“Why do you keep picking me up like a ragdoll.”
He liked how soft you felt, even when you were squirming in his grasp. “Lo siento mi mariposa.” He apologized using your pet name and kissing your temple.
“Yeah yeah, whatever.” You grumbled, feet finally on the floor.
Sero let out an internal sigh, you weren’t actually mad, just hangry. He could deal with hangry.
Shooting out a piece of tape he tugged and Fruit Loops was in his hands.
“This is what you wanted?”
“Yes.”
He looked at the box then at the kitchen clock /7:06pm/. Putting together why you were so moody.
“What did you eat today?” He stared down at you.
You knew you were in trouble.
“I had breakfast.”
He squinted leaning down towards you. Dark eyes studied yours.
“What was your breakfast?”
Damn it, he knew you too well.
“An…ice coffee.”
Yep, he knew it. You always did this. Drank a coffee then ran around all day forgetting to eat.
“Sit down, I’m making you food.”
“But I want cereal…”
“Shut up.” He sat you down on the couch kissing your cheek before shuffling around in the kitchen.
About an hour later both of you were back on the couch. The dark living room was only lit up by your TV showing one of your favorite trashy reality tv shows.
You were eating a plate of your favorite food, feet in his lap, as he pressed his fingers into the soles of your feet.
“Thank you, babe.” You hummed miraculously in a good mood.
Sero could roll his eyes at you. You were such a baby.
He kissed your leg you smiled at an idea. You brought up your foot to rub against his face.
He groaned pushing your foot away.
“You’re a freak.”
“Only for you baby.” You laughed as he twisted his face away in disgust until you put your foot down.
“Are you going to finish that?” He asked gesturing to the plate in your lap.
You leaned forward fork in hand, “Here you go.”
Hanta opened his mouth making you feed him in his lap. Giving you kisses between bites you smiled at him.
“What?” He asked smiling down at your fingers caressing your hips.
“Nothing I just love you.” You said giving him small pecks.
“You better or next time I cook you’re getting poisoned.” He laughed.
You spent the rest of the night shit-talking the couples on the TV, Hanta eventually falling asleep on top of you on the couch.
@mayah-bay-bee asked “I’ve been in the mood for some Dad!Cellophane lately. Maybe reader is the mom of his kids and he wants to make another ;)???”
warnings:aged up!sero, fluff, smut! fem!reader
a/n: dad sero cute <33
“Hisae! I told you to stop running around everywhere!” you felt yourself sigh as your two year old daughter ran up to you with a giggle. She flattened her palms and in them, you could see what looked to be miniature figures of you, Sero, her and her brother, Hiyuu. True to her name, your daughter was extremely skilled in whatever she tried, and she was finding new ways to use her taping quirk that she adopted from her father every day.
“Ooh, what’s that? That for me?” his voice rings out behind you as he takes your son from your arms. Hisae’s eyes beam as her father admires her figures, and she nods quickly at him. “They look just like us, Hisae~ wanna make some more?”
A sigh of relief leaves you once you realize what he’s doing. “Thank you,” you mouth at him as he whisks your children away on your private beach, and he only winks and blows a kiss as they walk further into the sand. Now, you can actually relax, letting your body sag in the foldable beach chair on the patio of your beach house. The sun is setting, and the slight warmth sinks into your bones, your body unwinding.
When you first announced that you were pregnant two years ago, you knew having kids would be stressful. Not only were you married to one of the top Pro Heroes of Japan, but you were quirkless. At first, you had doubts that you couldn’t do it—your kids would come out with quirks (and they definitely did) that you wouldn’t be able to handle. Yet, in that hospital room, when Sero took ahold of your hand and kissed the back of your palm, you knew you could do it.
You’d never seen a more proud dad in your life. Sero was used to being casted aside early in his career, so whenever he was able to give his kids his full attention, he did it. You couldn’t recall the amount of times you came home from work and saw tape everywhere, but you couldn’t be mad. Especially not when you saw your exhausted kids passed out on the chest of their exhausted dad, your heart warming at the view.
Your motherly instincts and skills had kicked up a notch themselves. You worked a normal, everyday job, nothing as serious as Sero’s. Because of this, you could devote a lot more time to being a mom than you expected. Your kids knew from a young age that you would always be in their life and they were loved from both parents equally. Actually, you were sure that both of you were full of too muchlove.
The thought of another child wasn’t something you shied away from. You accepted it, because you loved being a mother and your relationship with Sero wasn’t souring anytime soon. You closed your eyes, thinking of how you would bring it up to him, not noticing that your body took that as a sign to rest.
“Hiyuu! Don’t wake mommy.” Sero scolded his son as tape shot from his elbow and wrapped around his waist. Hiyuu stuck his tongue out at his father, making Sero roll his eyes—why was Hiyuu the one to inherit Sero’s sassiness?
The two ran into the beach house as Sero’s arms wiggled underneath you, lifting you up. The movement caused you to stir, and you awake to your long haired husband leaning down to kiss your cheek.
“Mi amor—had a good nap?” he smiled, and the sight of all those pretty teeth was enough to make you fall in love again.
“Mmm… where are they?” you asked, in reference to your kids.
“They’re going to wash up. They stink. Both of them smell like fish.” he gagged, making your chest rumble with laughter.
“Shut it,” you scolded him, but your words weren’t serious. “What if they heard you saying all that?”
“They’d agree with me!”
Your snickering continues as he sits you down, your sliding glass doors of your bedroom balcony wipe open. The sun is leaving and the moon is making her appearance, while Sero undresses you, his hands lingering long enough on your bare skin to make you peer at him.
“What?” he whispered, that deadly grin making its appearance. Your stomach flutters. “Not my fault you’re still so… mm.No wonder I put twins in you the first time~”
“Sero.” you stated, already getting a little sweaty.
“It’s true, cariño.Couldn’t get enough of ya then, why’d you think I’d finally have my fill after you had children, hmm?” He purrs, and Jesus, the way he’s talking is enough to make your pussy drip. His lips don’t leave your face and neck as those long fingers slide over your hips and grip at your ass, squeezing and fondling. His body crawls over yours, and the breeze from outside causes your nipples to perk. Your husband is quick to notice, tugging down your sundress to wrap his lips around a bud, your back arching towards him.
While he pleasures you, the thought of another baby never leaves your mind. The long haired hero touches you in all the right ways, those slim fingers burying themselves deep inside of your cunt, pressing up in the only way he knows how. He can’t get enough of your expression—how drunk on pleasure you look, running the back of his hand down your cheek.
“If those expressions don’t stop mi amor, I’ll have to put another one inside ya.” he teases, his hand pressing against your tummy.
“Do it—do it-“
“Hmm?” he raises an eyebrow, fingers slowing their pace. “You want that?”
You nod quickly, your hands reaching to grab at his biceps. His body is so perfect and slender, you can’t help but want him right now—everything he has to give.
A big grin sets on his face. “You shouldn’t have said that y/n… you know your husband can’t stop himself when it comes to you~”
