#my hero academia imagines

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Katsuki Bakugou
Rating: G
Summary:It was colder than you expected.  
Warning:Fluff, Bickering
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January ripped through the city like nothing else. The cold hit with a force and it felt like it was never going to end. You thought that your jacket was going to keep you warm, but as soon as you exited your home, there was a chill that ran up your spine. 

As the snow pelted down on you, you wrapped your arms around yourself and shivered. You trudged through the snow and slowly made your way to campus. 

  “Fuck. Fuck.” You grumbled to yourself as you crossed the street and passed Bakugou who was also walking to U.A.

He picked up on your grumbling to yourself and slowed down his pace to be in in time with yours. He looked at you curiously and asked, “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

  “Nothing, Katsuki. I’m fine.” You said as you blushed a little. You might have had a slight crush on Bakugou, but you weren’t going to let him know that.

He grabbed you by the jacket arm and said, “Nothing? You’re shivering you idiot.” 

You got out of his grasp and said, “I’m fine.”

He rolled his eyes and said, “You’re cold. Or are you just that dumb?” 

You shot him a look and tried to move ahead, “I’m fine, Katsuki. I’ll make it to school without frostbite.” You blushed further as you tried to stomp through the snow. Another shiver ripped through you and he noticed. 

  “I don’t get cold, so you’ll be warm with my jacket.” He said.

  “I can’t take your jacket, Katsuki.” You said as you rubbed your shoulders to keep you warm. You trudged through the snow, trying to out pace him but the high snow prevented that. 

He rolled his eyes, and shrugged off his jacket, leaving him in his undershirt and long sleeved uniform shirt. He threw the jacket over your shoulders and said, “Shut up and take it.” 

You slid off your backpack and put the jacket on over your already worn jacket. And managed tog et your bag back on despite all the bulk. You felt significantly warmer. 

  “Thanks, Katsuki.” You thanked as you looked at him. 

  “Just don’t tell anyone, got it? I don’t want them thinking I’m soft or some shit. give it back to me by the end of the day, got it? I don’t feel like hunting you down.” He warned as he started to pick up his pace and walk through thr heavy snow. 

You noticed that he didn’t even flinch at the cold or shiver as he walked ahead of you. You guessed he really didn’t get that cold. 

When he was slightly ahead of you, you put your nose into the collar on the jacket and inhaled the soft caramel scent. Maybe borrowing the coat for a day wasn’t such a bad idea. 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Keigo Takami/Hawks
Rating: G
Summary:In the morning with Hawks. 
Warning:Fluff, Mornings
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You woke up in the morning with the sun shining directly into your bedroom. The strong morning light awoke you as you laid there beside Keigo. 

You looked over to him and pushed some of the blonde hair out of his face. His wings softly ruffled and moved as he continued dreaming. He looked like an angel when he slept. 

  “Honey.” You said in a soft voice as you pushed more hair out of his face. 

He was always more likely to sleep in compared to you. He worked hard long days, and as a result became very tired. So he needed more time to recharged his energy. Especially after the long week he had of working alongside Endeavor, he worked him to the bone. 

You watched him softly for a few moments, noticing the rise and fall of his chest as he peacefully slept. His wings moved a little bit more before they fell back down onto the bed. 

  “Keigo.” You said in a slight sing-song voice. You gazed lovingly at your boyfriend. After almost three years together he appearance still took your breath away. You never lost the spark in your relationship, it only grew with time. 

  “My lovely, Keigo.” You said with a loving sigh. 

He made a small noise and turned his head of the side, exposing the length of his neck. You couldn’t help yourself but lean in and kiss the side of his neck. It caused his wings to shuffle again.

  “Mmm.” He said, “Baby?” He asked sleepily. 

  “Hi honey, how are you feeling?” You asked as you leaned in and kissed him on the lips. 

He leaned up into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of your lips against him. It was gentle and sweet, 

  “It’s time for breakfast.” You chuckled as you pulled away and got up. But before you could fully get off the bed, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you back onto the bed. 

  “A few more minutes.” He grumbled against your neck, “Just lie with me, sweetheart.” 

You chuckled, “Okay, okay. Breakfast can wait.” 

He kissed your neck and replied, “Good. Just lie down with me, I haven’t had you in my arms for some time now.” He exhaled, “I missed this.”

You smiled and rolled over so you were facing him. Then placed another kiss on him, sunlight still streamed into your bedroom. Even after all this time, you still loved lying beside him. Waking up next to him was still a treat and you were still so much in love.

Even with your time apart, hours away from one another. There was nothing quite like waking up next to love of your life, Keigo Takami. 

Reader: F
Character:Toshinori Yagi/All Might
Rating: M
Summary:You are the wife to the villain, All Smite
Warning: Implied Violence, All Smite AU, Housewife!Reader
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  “Honey, I’m home!” Toshinori cheered as he entered the small home your shared. 

Toshinori Yagi, also known as All Smite, he lived a life of crime. He stole, fought and won. He was the number one villain in the country, he struck fear into the hearts of many and intended to keep it that way.

But everyone had their soft spots and Toshinori was no exceptions. He had you, his lovely wife. You were the one thing he couldn’t live without. He loved you deeply. But getting married to a criminal was tricky business. It involved you keeping your last name, Toshinori used a different name and you had someone in his inner circle officiate the wedding. 

You were unofficially known to his inner circle as Mrs. Yagi, but on paper you still had your last name. 

  “Honey, where are you?” He asked as he poked around the living room. There was no sign of you, he looked around and called out for you until he heard your beautiful voice.

  “Oh, hi, baby.” You smiled, “Sorry I was cutting the chicken for the cutlets tonight.” 

Toshinori entered the kitchen, a bag in hand and a grin on his face, “Did you miss me today?”

You chuckled, “I miss you every day.” You turned around and saw him. A speck of blood across his white shirt and on his chin. You sucked your teeth and shook your head, “Toshi, what did I say about getting blood on your shirt?” 

He looked down at his shirt to find the blood, “I didn’t get any blood on me.”

You lowered the heat of the air fryer, hot up on your tippy toes and touched him on the shoulder, “Right here, honey.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry my love.” He sighed, “I was trying to be careful. But there were some officers sniffing around our home, I had to take care of them.”

  “Is that why you have quite a large bag in your hand?” You asked as you placed your hands on your hips. 

He gave a slight smile and pulled you into a hug, “Can I not just buy gifts for me lovely wife?”

  “Suck up.” You chuckled as you kissed him on the lips. 

He pulled away from the kiss and handed you the bag, “For my favourite person in the world.” He smiled.

You brought the bag to the table and opened it, inside was a new dress. This one had strawberries on it. You opened your mouth in surprise, you had been looking at it for some time in the shop window. And further in the bag was a small box containing a necklace in the shape of a strawberry.

  “Oh, honey.” You said as you looked back at your husband, “You shouldn’t have.”

  “How could I not, you love strawberries and I love you.” He smiled and pulled you into a hug, “Plus you’ll need to get some new dresses because of the little one.” He said as he reached down and touched the slight curve of your belly.

You chuckled, “It also means you might have to go more underground soon, he’s getting bigger every day.” 

Toshinori smiled and went in for another kiss, “Soon my dear, one more project and I’m all yours until the baby comes. Now go try on the dress, I want to see it on you.”

  “Okay, okay, but keep an eye on the rice cooker and fryer.” You chuckled as you grabbed the bag and headed to the bedroom.

Toshinori leaned back against the counter and picked off the dried blood. One more task, take down All for One, then he can relax with you. He knew strawberry dresses don’t make up for him not being home as much.

But that hero needed to be taken down, and then he can have his family in peace. One more battle and then he can finally stay home. 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Keigo Takami/Hawks
Rating: G
Summary:“None of this is your fault.” 
Warning:Fluff, Slight Injury
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“None of this is your fault.” Keigo said as he wrapped the bandage around your forearm. 

You hissed at the coverings, “I know, but I still feel stupid. Like how did I drop an entire casserole dish.” 

  “It wasn’t stupid to drop it. it was stupid to try and pick up the pieces with your bare hands. And then cut your arm with the glass. Also the meal was hot!” He said as he placed an ice pack over the bandage. 

  “It kinda hurts.” You sighed as you looked at your arm. It was a few Hawks themed Band-Aids scattered across the bleeding parts of your cut. Thankfully it didn’t cut too deep, but it still stung. 

  “You should’ve waited till I got the broom.” He said, “Or used gloves.” 

You groaned, “I know, I just panicked. It was everywhere.” 

He removed the ice pack and pressed a kiss on it then said, “I know. Just next time tell me, I’m not mad or anything. Accidents happened. Like I said, none of this was your fault.” 

  “Can you kiss it better again?” You asked, “I don’t think it worked the first time.”

He chuckled and did it again. But his kisses trailed up your arm, his lips touching your heated skin. He loved kissing you, he couldn’t get enough of you. 

  “I love you.” He said. 

  “I love you too.” You said, “Sorry for ruining dinner. I should’ve been more careful.” You sighed and looked down at your injured arm. You felt like a fool for ruining dinner like that. 

He kissed the top of your head and then got up from the bed. He rubbed your shoulder and assured you, “Don’t worry, we can always makes more casserole. The world isn’t running out of casserole.” He chuckled.

You chuckled a little bit, “I guess you’re right. But now I have to buy a new casserole dish.” 

Keigo shrugged, his wings fluttered a little bit, “That means we can go shopping. A fun trip to the home goods store.” 

You got up and he took your hand, he studied the bandages for a moment to make sure they were stuck on. He leaned in once more to kiss them one by one. He then looked at you and smiled. 

  “Better?” He asked. 

You nodded and wrapped your good arm around him. You pulled him in for a soft kiss, “Much better.” 

Reader: F
Character:Kugo Sakamata/Gang Orca
Rating: E
Summary:Gang Orca likes having you in a mating press.
Warning:Smut, Size Kink, Mating Press
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  “Angelfish?” He asked. He looked down at you, his gaze was filled with admiration and love. You were too good for him.

Too good with your eyes squeezed shut, trying to take everything he gave. 

  “Move, Kugo.” You panted. He was barely halfway inside of you and you were already and panting mess. 

Barely moving he pushed himself deeper, causing you to moan louder. And Kugo thought it was just angelic. 

  “Angelfish.” He said, “I barely moved.” He just basked in how tight you were, such a sweet little cunt, and all for him. What made it better was how big he was, he could barely fit inside of you, yet, you always tried your best to take him whole. 

  “Too big!” You peeked through your lashes and peered up at him. He could clearly see tears prickling at your eyes. 

  “Just tell me to stop and I will, angelfish.” He leaned in and kissed the corner of your left eyes. He fisted the sheets beneath both of you, it took everything in him to not start pounding you. He wanted to feel the slick tightness around his cock, he wanted to see how much you could really take. 

He then lowered his head next to your ear and let out a shaky breath, “Baby, can I move?” You knew he needed relief or else you wouldn’t be able to walk the next morning. 

You made a hum noise in response and squeezed your eyes once more. 

Kugo slowly slide himself out, making sure you felt every inch of his cock against your wet walls. You gave a loud gasp when he suddenly plunged all the way back in ever so slowly. He was just so big!

You were simply at a lost for words. 

Kugo saw tears fall down the sides of your face and leaned down. In the process of doing so, he also pushed himself deeper, bottoming out inside of you. You felt his top poking the entrance of your cervix, which only caused you to cry out more. 

He kissed away your tears and whispered sweet nothings to you, but you could barely process anything that was happening due to the fucking he was giving you.

  “Be my sweet angelfish, and let me use you.” He said.

All you did was nod frantically, your eyes squeezed tighter and turned your head to the side to avoid his gaze. 

  “Look at me, baby.” He said in a soft yet rough tone, “I want to see those beautiful eyes.” He moved one of his hands from your fingers and wrapped it around both of your wrists. He used his other hand to hold your haw to turn your head to face him. 

  “I want to see that face when you cum.” He added in a husky tone, before he pushed even deeper into you. 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Katsuki Bakugou
Rating: G
Summary:Bakugou is injured and you have to take care of him. 
Warning: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
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  “Ouch, ouch. Fuck, stop!” Bakugou yelped as you applied new bandages onto his back. He was laid stomach down on to your bed as you applied them onto his back. 

  “I need to get these on you.” You reminded him as you stuck more of the bandages onto his skin, you covered the marks left behind from the last villain. 

  “They hurt.” He groaned. 

  “You’ll live.” You reminded him, “So hold still.” 

Bakugou had been attacked by someone with a fire quirk, someone he hadn’t seen before. And in the process of fighting him, he got burned across his back and shoulders. 

After he left the hospital, you were tasked with helping him with his injured while he recovered. He couldn’t reach that far across his back to put the bandages on correctly.

You tried to be careful with your placement of the bandages, but sometimes it was hard because you had to rip one off before you put another on.

But Bakugou grinned and bore through it for you. He knew you were just trying to help. Ever since going pro, he had a bit more patience with people. But especially with you.

  “How do you feel now? I added the gel to the bandages.” You remarked as you rubbed a part of his back that wasn’t burnt.

  “Better.” He sighed against the mattress. 

  “Good.” You said as you kissed him on the shoulder, “Do you want some lunch?”

  “That sounds pretty good.” Since getting hurt and unable to go back to work for a while, he hadn’t been eating as much. You helped him up and led him to the kitchen. 

He stood by while you microwaved some leftovers from the night before. Something simple, beef, rice and vegetables with a bit of sauce. Nothing too complicated. 

  “It smells good.” He remarked as he leaned over to you. He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his face into your hair, “You smell good too.”

You chuckled and looked up to kiss him on the lips. When the microwave turned off, you plated the food and he helped you carrying the plates to the table. 

You sat across from each other, worried crossed your expression as you saw Bakugou wince as he sat down.

  “Are you okay?” You asked, “Does it still hurt?”

He shrugged, “Yeah, I guess. Sometimes if I sit weird, it hurts.” 

You reached across the table and rubbed his bandaged hand, “I promise you’ll be better soon.” And then gave him a small smile.

He smiled slightly at you and nodded his head, “You’re right.”

As he picked at his rice, he kept his gaze levelled with yours. You just looking at him and smile. No one took care of him the way that you took care of him.

  “I love you.” He said.

You broke into a grin, “I love you too, Katsuki.” 

Bakugou knew that he was always able to rely on you. Because he loved you and you loved him. 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Dabi
Rating: G
Summary:Dabi hated the rain so he came over and you spent the day together. 
Warning:Fluff, Dabi being Dabi, Drinking
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Thunder clapped outside your apartment window as rain cascaded down to the ground. You were curled up on your couch, sipping some wine and eating some home-made burritos. It was your day off and you wanted to relax on your balcony but it got too rainy. 

You hadn’t heard much from your on again, off again boyfriend Dabi. You knew he was going to be busy with some “work” so you let him go about his day. You were happier with a burrito anyway. 

It was getting close to sundown when you heard a knock on the balcony door of your apartment. When you looked over it was sure enough there was Dabi, standing there, getting soaked from the rain. 

  “Dabi?” You asked.

  “Who else would it be?” He asked plainly. 

You rolled your eyes and got up from the couch, you pulled your sweater closer to your body as you opened the back door, letting the cold air in. 

  “What are you doing here?” You asked as he passed you to go inside and kick off his shoes.

  “Hate the rain, I’ve got no where else to go.” 

  “I thought you were busy with a mission?” You asked as you crossed your arms and watched him enter the apartment and sit on the couch. 

  “Ended early, didn’t want to spend the rain alone.” He remarked. 

  “Aw is someone afraid of a little thunder?” You asked mockingly as you went to sit back down beside him and finish up the rest of the burrito. Dabi draped an arm over your shoulders and started watching television. 

  “Aw gross, dude. You’re wet.”

  “Well yeah, it’s raining out.”

  “Get off my couch, idiot!” You yelped as you got up and looked at him. He rolled his eyes and got up as well. He took off his wet jacket along with his wet shirt underneath. 

He stood there, his scarred chest exposed with his hand wrapped into the fabric of his shirt. 

  “Got a dryer?” He asked. 

  “I’ll dry it later.” You said as you took both items and brought it to your bathroom to dry in the shower. He followed close behind you with his pants in tow, his underwear still on thankfully. 

  “You got some clothes or am I just going to sit here naked?” He asked. 

You rolled your eyes, “I have some old clothes from an ex boyfriend, is that okay?”

  “You kept clothes from your ex?” Dabi asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice. He crossed his arms and looked at you. 

  “Oh please.” You said as you rolled your eyes, “I have some of your clothes too.” You hung up the pants as well before exiting the bathroom. 

  “You wound me, little flame.” He remarked as he entered the bedroom with you. You tried not to look at his almost nude form. Tonight was supposed to be about you, with your wine and burrito. 

And Dabi had to ruin that.

You shoved some extra clothes into his arms. Most of it belonged to him and what he left behind on the other occasions he visited. It included a tank top and sweatpants. He slipped them on and stretched his arms above his head. 

His exposed part of his lean stomach as he stretched his arms above his head. He exhaled a little and asked, “What’s for dinner?”

  “I have a burrito for myself, but I have wine if you want some.” You said as he followed you back to the couch. 

Rain hit the window of your balcony in heavy drops. You poured Dabi a glass of wine and you two went back to the couch. He dropped down, letting the comfiness of couch taking him over. You could only imagine what he has been doing since he got back from his mission, probably eating instant ramen and sleeping.

And you knew the mattress in his shit hole of an apartment wasn’t very comfortable. 

He took a couple of sips of his wine and put the glass down on the table. He looked over to you and smiled a little.

  “I missed you.” He said. 

  “You missed the wine I bought.” You chuckled.

He leaned in for a kiss and pressed it against your soft lips. He wrapped an arm around you and kissed you further. He liked kissing you, it wasn’t like kissing anyone else. Wasn’t like he had people lining up to get with him. 

He drank more of his wine, draining the glass then getting up to get some more.

You remarked, “You’re buying me another bottle of wine.” 

  “Whatever.” He said.

You both continued to drink, your vision became hazy with the wine. You kept kissing Dabi, you almost missed him with how long he had been gone. You missed your time with him, how much trouble you two caused together.

Your relationship wasn’t perfect, but a small part of you missed him when he was gone. 

You looked at him and leaned in for a kiss, he tasted like wine and you were hooked. His hands felt up the bottom of your shirt. His kisses were hot and heavy, he missed you.

  “Want to take this somewhere else?” He asked.

 “Where could we possibly go?” You asked sarcastically. 

He got into your personal space and replied, “Your bedroom, where I can fuck you until you’re nothing but a pile of scum at the bottom of my boot.” 

  “Then lead the way, Dabi.” You smirked as you got up from the couch. 

Reader: F
Character:Enji Todoroki/Endeavor
Rating: E
Summary:You’re the one that got away.
Warning:Break Up, Angst, Revenge, Possessive!Enji, Implied Smut, Dysfunctional relationships
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Oh how Enji would love to hold you in his arms once more. The time when he was with you was something he viewed with rose coloured glasses. He thought of you as the fan girl who fell into his bed and fell in love with him. 

Drives through the city, fucking in the backrooms of expensive clubs. He forgot how much of his life was a mess when he was inside of you. 

As he fucked you against the couch of his lavish manor, in the back of his expensive car, or in his bedroom. When he trailed a large hand down your chest and across your stomach. 

As he fucked into you harder, he forgot about everything. But he could never really escape it. He had to hide you away from his family and the press, you were his secret. And a lot of the time he disappeared on you.

Eventually you broke up. You cried and told him you were done after he left you for a week and a half with no explanation. The time apart fucked with your mind and you had enough. 

But now you were with another guy, you were with him most of the time. But when you got drunk or upset, you texted Enji. You cried and cried. You two end up fucking to conclusions, but never got back together.

Enji craved your body, he craved that tightness around his cock. But also a soft part of him craved how you looked at him with those adoring eyes, how you got excited when you defeated the bad guy. 

You idolized him, but it fell into dysfunction because Enji was a ghost. That was why you two broke up in the first place. 

But now he saw you with someone else, your arms wrapped around another lover. He wondered if he fucked you the same way or did you like the so called “vanilla” stuff. 

He remembered how much of a little vixen you were, when you two were together. But you were always a text away. Especially when this new guy broke your heart for the fourteenth time. 

  “I miss you.” You whimpered as you struggled to take his cock.

  “I know.” 

But there was never that conclusion. You wanted something simple and normal, not the layers of dysfunction that Enji brought. From his job to his family, all of it was these layers that you didn’t want.

But yet the siren song of Enji always brought you back. 

One day Enji will have you back. Even if he has to put this new guy in the line of trouble. One day he’ll wake up with you in his arms once more. For now however, he needed to be patient. You don’t catch flies with threats. 

While he stroked his cock to the thoughts of you, he pictured those adoring eyes. He pictured your smooth face, he pictured how you looked taking his cock. When he owned you. 

He wasn’t the best lover but he was willing to try again. 

Reader: F (Plus Size)
Character:Toshinori Yagi, Shōta Aizawa
Rating: M
Summary:Staring Prompt: Call me when you get them.
Warning:Suggestive Themes, Implied Smut, Fishnets, Sugar Daddy AU
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The fishnets Aizawa bought you fishnets, he simply said over the phone “Call me when you get them.” Before he had to go back to teaching.

Surprisingly teachers at U.A. made good money, you guessed it was considering that they were more likely to die teaching than being a pro hero, it was an insurance policy. And Aizawa spent it on you. 

It took a few days for them to come to the mailbox of your apartment. You looked at photos of it online in anticipation. They weren’t anything special, just black fishnets with garters. 

But Aizawa wanted to be the first ones to see you in them. He knew because of your thicker thighs that they would spill over and he anticipated that as much as you anticipated for them to come in. 

  “You’re going to look great.” He said tiredly over dinner. He was known for wanting to dress you up int he finest black and white clothing around. He loved the monochromatic look on you. 

  “Are you sure, Shōta, I just don’t want to look… Gross.” 

  “Of course not, kitten.” He said with a small smile, “Just call me when they come in.” He rubbed his sock foot against your ankle.

When they eventually came in you were studying for your post-graduate class in your bedroom. You were reclined against your pillows when you got a buzz from the main office that a package came in. Excitedly you rushed downstairs and say the padded envelope on the desk.  

Happily you brought it back up and looked at the time, your call would have to wait as Aizawa was still teaching. But you were so tempted to just open the package, just to see what was inside. 

You wondered how they would look on you once you got them open. It was tempting. 

But you were patient and when you knew he was done teaching, you closed your textbook and got the package open. You felt the fishnets in your hands for a moment and loved the feeling of their softness in your hands. 

You put them on and quickly sent a photo with Aizawa with a heart emoji. They fit your legs to a T, but the tops of your thighs spilled over the tops of them. You frowned a little bit, but you could cover it with a skirt no problem. Plus Aizawa would like that. You stood in front of your mirror and looked at yourself from all angles until you heard the ‘ding’ of your phone. 

  “I’m coming over.” He replied simply.

Toshinori bought you some All Might themed fishnets while he was bored in his office one afternoon. He texted you simply, “Tell me when you get them.”

You saw what they looked like, red, white and blue with a dash of yellow. On the tops of them they had the All Might logo on them. You rolled your eyes at how cheesy they looked, but you knew that Toshinori liked when you wore his merchandise, even if he wasn’t All Might anymore. 

  “You will lovely in them.” He said as he curled an arm around you on the couch, “You’re my special girl, everyone has to know you are All Might’s true love.” He smiled.

You blushed a little, “Oh shush, you just like seeing how they’ll squish my thighs.” 

He chuckled, “Maybe, sweetheart.” 

You knew that Toshinori liked your thighs, he thought their squishiness added to their charm and liked to see you in skirts that showed off how thick they were. Toshinori wasn’t a man who now had a lot of meat on his bones, so he loved that you were thicker in some areas. 

One of those areas was your thighs and oh boy did he love them. He loved to spoil you, from the house the two of you lived in, to your ability to eat more than instant ramen. Toshinori had a lot of cash saved away from his time as a pro, and he needed someone to spoil. 

You were the lucky person that he spoiled to death. Anything you wanted, you got. But in exchange you two had dates, hung out and went to events together. But you two loved one another, Toshinori had never met a girl like you and you never met a man like Toshinori.

He was your special Toshi, the one you came home to after teaching at the local university. He was always more than happy to cook for you even though the most he could eat was smoothies. 

He placed a hand on your thigh and said, “They’re going to be beautiful.” 

It took a few days for them to be sent to the house and you anxious waited by the door until you heard the sound of it being slipped through the mail window on the door.

  “Package!” You yelped from your office chair as you got up and went over to 

You picked it up from the floor and brought it into your shared bedroom. You knew that Toshinori was probably on his own in his office. You pulled open the package and smiled to yourself as you pulled them out. 

They were thick fishnets, expensive feelings and in the colours of your beloved sugar daddy. 

You tried them one and sent a few photos to Toshinori from different angles. You want to see what his money was going towards. You giggled to yourself as you turned in the mirror to get it from the back. Exposing rolls and all to him. But he just loved you for that.

Toshinori blushed at his office chair at your photos, he loved how they looked near the curve of your ass. He looked around his part of the office before he scrolled through the photos once more. 

And he simply replied, “Please wear them when I come home.” 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum
Rating: G
Summary:“Sharing is caring, so hand over the hoodie.”
Warning:Fluff, Hoodies.
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There winter in the city was freezing this year. It felt like every day it was snowing and there was no sight of spring anywhere. It almost made you depressed. 

But Taishiro always knew how to brighten your spirits, he often invited you over and you had at home dates. A home cooked meal, some candies from his stash, and watching new movies on Netflix. 

  “They should make a movie about you.” You said.

Taishiro laughed, “Who would want to watch that?”

You looked at him, “Me.” 

He wrapped an arm around you and held you close. But even the warmth from your boyfriend’s large body couldn’t keep you warm forever. As the night grew darker, you shivered more and more. 

The slight twitches in your body caught the attention of Taishiro. He pulled you closer against him, but you still shivered. 

  “What’s wrong, dumpling?” He asked.

  “I’m cold.” You said against his belly. Another shiver ripped through you as he rubbed a hand against your back. 

  “Do you want a hoodie?” He asked, “They’ll be like a blanket.” 

You perked up at the idea of that and lifted your head up from his belly. You looked up at him with a gleam in your eye at the prospect of one of his hoodies. 

 “I guess you want one.” He chuckled. 

“Sharing is caring, so hand over the hoodie.” You said as you held out your hand. You both laughed at your comment. Your boyfriend leaned in and gave you a kiss on the top of your head. 

He said, “Of course, my little dumpling. Let me get you a fresh one, this one is all dirty from the day.” He got off the couch and went over to his bedroom. 

You waited on the couch, curling into yourself to keep warm as you heard him shuffle around the room. When he exited he had a large hoodie that almost looked like the size of a blanket. 

He grinned at you as he sat back beside you, “Open those arms I want to put this on you.” 

You did as you were told and he slipped the yellow hoodie on to your shoulders, it was so big and long it was like a dress on you. He zipped it up all the way, covering you completely in the warmth of it. 

  “There, see better than the one I’m wearing.” He chuckled.

You pulled your knees to your chest and leaned against him and he put a big arm over you closely and kissed the top of your head. 

  “Warm now, baby?” He asked.

You smiled and nodded, then he pulled the hood over your head and kissed you through it. You couldn’t help but smile further and snuggle up to your boyfriend while you kept watching television. 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Katsuki Bakugou
Rating: G
Summary:You and Katsuki give each other stick n’ pokes during winter break.
Warning:Fluff, Tattoos
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“Close your eyes. It’ll hurt less, that way.” He said.

  “This is going to hurt.” You groaned as you leaned against his bed frame. It was about two o’clock in the morning on your last day of winter break. 

You were curled up in a sleepover with Bakugou and he had the brilliant idea to do some stick n’ pokes on each other. You did a couple on his legs where they would be covered by his pants and boots and a small star on his wrist. It was his turn to put some on you. 

  “Stop being such a baby, I’m only going to do one.” He said.

You whined and shuffled further back on the bed. You were such a baby when it came to pain, you could dole out all kinds of pain when it came to your hero work, but when it came to receiving it. You acted like it was the end of the world.

He crawled further up the bed, with the needle in hand, “I’m only going to put the explosion emoji on your thigh.” 

  “Why the fucking explosion emoji.” 

  “So everyone knows you’re mine.” He said with a smirk. 

You huffed and scooted forward towards him and splayed out your exposed legs. You were in just a pair of simple briefs that rode up exposing the tops of your thighs. 

  “Perfect.” He smiled as he went in and started to poke at the skin, “Keep your eyes shut, babe.”

You rolled your head back and shut your eyes. You clutched the covers and hissed a little at the feeling. It was odd and slightly hurt. 

He worked with careful hands, having outline the symbol on your thigh earlier. 

  “We’re going to get in so much trouble for this.” You chuckled.

  “No one will see it, unless you’re pulling your pants down for other guys.” His eyes casted up to you.

You stuck your tongue out, “Yeah fucking our entire class.”

He rolled his eyes, like you’d ever cheat. You two were attached at the hip, you were the only two people you two could tolerate. Everyone else was getting in the way of your goals. But you were a little softer with your best friend Kirishima than Bakugou was. Regardless you and the blonde were a team. 

When he finished he said, “Open your eyes.” You did so and looked down at it, seeing the skin etched into your skin. You moved your thigh a little bit. 

  “It looks good.” You said.

  “Yeah lots of room to work with.” He remarked as he put the needle down and leaned back to admire his work. 

You stuck your tongue out once more, “Oh fuck off, Katsuki. You calling me fat.” 

He pinched your thigh, “I like my partners thick anyway.” His grin was almost feral, “I told you it wasn’t too bad. Want another, was thinking my initials beside it.”

  “Possessive fuck, give me the pen I’ll draw the next design.” You remarked as you grabbed the ballpoint pen off the bed and started working.

He smirked at you as you worked. Admiring his work some more. There was always going to be a piece of him with you even when you two couldn’t be together. 

Reader: F
Character:Toshinori Yagi/All Might
Rating: E
Summary:You belong to All Smite now and he’s not letting you go.
Warning:Yandere, All Smite, Threats
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You were crying, it was the second day of being under Toshinori Yagi or All Smite’s thumb and you woke up crying. You thought it was all some dream but when you woke up, there was only the pretty pink room that he put you in. 

So you cried and cried, fought against the chain on your leg and cried so loudly that Toshinori came into the room.

  “My angel.” he said as he touched the side of your face with his large hand.

  “Don’t touch me!” You growled, you wiped your tears away and scowled at him. 

  “Princess, see this why I can’t let you out of these chains just yet. You need to calm down.” 

  “Calm down! You kidnapped me!” You shouted as you started to cry again.

He sat down on the edge of the soft, pink bed. He sighed and said, “It was to protect you. I needed to protect you.”

  “You stole me!” You snapped.

“This world doesn’t deserve an angel like you.” He said as he lifted your chin to look at him.

You still had tears in your eyes, “Mr. Smite. Please let me go.” 

  “I can’t my angel, this world is so cruel and hurtful. It won’t protect you the way I can.” He said as he pushed back some of your hair out of your eyes. 

  “I’d rather you kill me,” You said.

He frowned, “Don’t say that, we’ll have a beautiful life together. You need a safe place to stay and there’s nowhere safer than with me.” He touched your face again, this time a little harder, “Plus, I don’t want to have to hurt your family.” 

Your eyes went wide as you looked over to him, “No…”

  “Your mom, sister, brother. I know where they all are, scattered across the country. But destruction doesn’t choose who lives and dies… I can simply make sure they don’t survive.” 

Your blood ran cold and you stopped fighting him. The fight left you. Not them, anyone but them. Your relationship with your family wasn’t the closest but the thought of them dying at the hands of the number one villain. 

  “But if I behave?” You asked.

He nodded, “Then everything will be fine. I made this room just for you. All your favourite things.” He smiled.

You looked around, it was pink, filly and made for a child. You couldn’t say that you hated pink and frills, you didn’t want to upset him even further. What about your family?

  “it’s beautiful.” You smiled.

Toshinori rubbed your leg and smiled down at you, “Now how about we get some breakfast into you. I bet you’re hungry.” 

You nodded, you kept your mouth shut. He pet your head and smiled down at you. He thought you looked so cute in the outfit he worked onto you. You were so small and needed to be protected. 

  “Do you want some pancakes?” He asked as he got up from the bed. 

You simply looked at him, your will to fight still gone and said, “Yes All Smite.” 

And all he did in response was grin. 

Reader: Gender Neutral (Plus Size)
Character:Katsuki Bakugou
Rating: G
Summary:Prompt: "Sorry, I just really love wearing your sweater cause it smells like you!“
Warning:Fluff, Plus Sized Reader
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Bakugou’s jacket wrapped around you tightly as you two walked down the street. You both had the day off at U.A. and wanted to spend some time together.

You brought the collar of the jacket to your nose and sniffed it, taking in the scent of his body spray. You giggled to yourself and pulled it closer around you. 

You weren’t able to zip it up because of your chest size, but it was warm enough to wear it open and let it bring you comfort. You brought your nose to the collar again and took a deep inhale.

It brought butterflies to your stomach, you smiled to yourself as you held Bakugou’s hand with your other hand. 

At the crosswalk you did it again, and Bakugou noticed you out of the corner of his eye. He smirked to himself and asked, “Whatcha doing, babe?”

"Sorry, I just really love wearing your jacket cause it smells like you!” You yelped. You pulled your face away from the jacket and shoved your hands into the pockets of the jacket. You were obviously embarrassed. 

  “It’s okay, babe. You look cute in it anyway.” He smirked, “Shows that you’re mine.” 

You blushed and looked away from him, “Oh shut up.” 

He leaned in and kissed your neck, “I like it, babe.”

You crossed the street and entered the mall on the other side of the street. He kept his arm looped around yours as you entered and went to the food court. He likes the sight of you in his jacket. 

Your full figure suited the black and orange well. He watched you order lunch and lick your lips as you waited for the food. He couldn’t help himself and leaned in to kiss you on the lips.

  “Keep the jacket.” He said, “It looks great on you.” 

  “Katsuki, are you sure?” You asked.

He nodded and went in for another kiss, “You look amazing in it. I want to see you in it all the time.” 

You chuckled, “I can’t even zip it up.” 

  “Don’t care, just keep wearing it sweetheart.” 

  “But what if the scent goes away?” You playfully pouted. 

He kissed you again and said, “Then I’ll wear it again. Then give it back for you to look so hot in it.” 

You sniffed the collar again and held onto Bakugou’s hand. You smiled at him and leaned against him as you waited for your food. You’d keep the jacket, so you’d have a part of your boyfriend always.

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Keigo Takami/Hawks
Rating: G
Summary:You get snowed in at his apartment.
Warning:Fluff
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The snow came down in fluffy flakes, but they piled up quickly on the window sile. You were cuddled up on the couch with Keigo’s arm over your shoulders and a blanket over your laps. 

  “I heard it’s going be twenty-three centimetres of snow tonight.” 

You sighed, “Then I guess I should get going.” You tried to move but Keigo took a hold of your wrist.

  “No stay the night. Just you and I, it’ll be fun.” He smiled, “It’ll be like a sleepover.” 

  “Sleepover? What are we eleven?” You chuckled as you sat back down.

He wrapped his arm over your shoulders once more and kissed the side of your head, “I mean it’s like a grown up sleepover. Firstly, there’s no curfew.” He laughed. 

You laughed alongside him and kissed him gently on the lips. You and Keigo had been together for the last year, and you came over often. He made the best chicken dishes for you and enjoyed just being in your arms. 

But tonight you should’ve looked at the weather and known that it was going to snow that night.

  “But I don’t have clothes to wear to bed.” You remarked. 

  “Oh don’t worry about it, you can wear something of mine.” He beamed.

You got a bit flustered, “What if it doesn’t fit?”

  “Oh don’t worry they’re super baggy, you’ll fit no problem.” He replied with a smile.

  “Ah, okay. Will they be warm enough.” 

  “Of course, gotta keep my lovebird nice and warm during these cold nights.” He chuckled and planted another kiss on you. He tightened his arm around you and held you tightly against him.

You watched a couple of mindless action films while you chatted about things. You talked about work and life, what you were planning on cooking for the both of you that weekend. You complained a bit about your boring office job and per usual Keigo suggested that you work for him. 

  “Isn’t that a conflict of interest?” You asked.

  “Yeah, but I’m the boss so who cares.” He chuckled. 

He talked about hero work and this new restaurant he wanted to try out once the days got nicer. 

  “They’ve got chicken like nothing else.” He remarked.

  “You and the chicken.” You chuckled.

  “Yeah, but I’m your chicken man.” He winked. 

Once the second movie was over, you let out a loud yawn and snuggled closer to him. 

  “Tired?” He asked.

  “Yeah, a little. I can’t stay up all night like I used to.” You responded as you got closer to him. 

He helped you up off the couch and took your hand and led you to the bathroom. You two got ready together. He stuck close to you as his wings fluttered with excitement every time you looked his way. 

  “You know I never had a sleepover when I was growing up. So I’m a little excited.” He smiled.

You smiled back at him, “Well, it’s going to be a lot of sleeping tonight.”

  “Fine by me, I love a good sleep.”

  “I know, you sleep like the dead.” You nudged him playfully. 

You changed into a pair of track shorts and a tank top. It smelled like Keigo’s body spray, it was a comforting scent as you climbed into bed. 

You two laid there together, Keigo held your hand as you kept talking. He told you cheesy jokes and you laughed at them. You clutched his hand gently. 

You loved being beside him, in the tender quietness as the snow hit the ground outside. You laid a small kiss on the tip of his nose. 

He yawned loudly and shuffled his wings. 

  “Tired?”

  “Yeah. But I want to stay awake to talk to you.” He chuckled.

You kissed him again, “We can talk all you want tomorrow, I think the city might get shut down due to the snow.”

  “Then I’ll see you in the morning, lovebird. Goodnight.” He said as he wrapped a wing around you.

You leaned in for a kiss and got comfortable on his bed. He met your kiss and flutter his wings slightly. 

  “Goodnight, Keigo. Tomorrow we’re making pancakes.” You chuckled as you snuggled close to him. 

He threw an arm around you and exhaled happily. You looked so cute in his sleeping clothes, he felt at peace while the city got coated in white. 

Snow hit against the window and collected on the ground. Both warm and comfy in the apartment, letting the world go cold around you. 

Reader: F
Character: Inasa Yoarashi
Rating: E
Summary:Inasa is your gentle giant.
Warning:Size Kink, Smut, Pro Hero!Inasa
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He loved the way you rode him. How your pussy clenched around his hard cock. as you tried to take all of him. the way your breasts bounced and each facial expression you made. He thought you looked so adorable with your mouth slightly open and your eyes rolling back. You looked fucked out like nothing else, and you hadn’t even taken him all the way yet. 

  “Inasa.” You panted, “It’s too big.” You always said that and it never failed to make him thob inside of you.

He was more than happy to help you take more of him into your tight pussy. He placed his hands on your hips and pushed you further down onto his cock. 

You became a babbling mess, mindless with pleasure as he split you open on his length. And Inasa just thought it was the cutest thing ever. He pressed down on the small bulge that’s formed because of his cock. This only made you moan louder. 

You took him so beautifully. You were just so much smaller compared to him. His tiny little princess that he fucked in mindlessness. But he was your gentle giant. He liked that you were so much smaller than him, he could just eat you up with one bite. 

  “Inasa, please.” You moaned, “More!”

He smiled softly at your pleas and slowly he lifted your fucked out body up and down his cock. His lips attached themselves to your nipple, sucking on you while his hand massaged the other. He was filled with pride as your noises got louder and your pants became more ragged. 

He fucked up into you as he continued to play with your nipples, you felt so warm to the touch. He had spent the last few hours taking you apart with his tongue and now he wanted to do the same with his cock.

  “Inasa.” You moaned. You looked so wanton and fucked out, he was surprised that you hadn’t passed out for the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through your body.

  “I got you, princess. I got you.” He muttered against your breast. 

He wasn’t even too sure that he needed to cum, the way he saw how easily you fell apart. It was more than enough for him. 

Reader: F
Character:Toshinori Yagi/All Might
Rating: G
Summary:Toshinori convinces you to study.
Warning:Implied DDLG, Fluff, Daddy!Toshi, University Student!Reader, Sugar Daddy!Toshi
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Toshinori peeked into your shared room and saw you sitting there playing on your phone with your textbooks laid out around you. He left you alone after dinner so you could study on your finals. 

But instead he found you not studying. 

  “Princess.” He said, “What are you doing?”

You jumped a little at the sound of his voice and said, “Nothing!”

  “Nothing?” He asked, “Seems like you’re not studying. You know you have that big exam next week.” He reminded you. He had your schedule written down on the calendar in the kitchen. 

He knew exactly what was coming up and when. There was no fooling him. 

  “But I want to watch cartoons!” You whined. You hated studying and just wanted the semester to be done already, it sucked that it felt like it was never going to end. You were only in midterm season, university sucked sometimes. 

Toshinori wasn’t buying it. Instead he walked further into the room and sat on the edge of the bed and put a hand on your knee. 

  “Cartoons won’t get you a passing grade, but studying will. Have you even looked at your notes?” He asked as he rubbed your knee.

You pouted, “Not yet. But it’s so boring. Biology is so dry!” 

  “Yes, but you wanted to study it remember. Sometimes it’s going to be dry.” He sighed, “C’mon princess, let’s get to it.” 

  “Maybe I should become a hero, it would be so much less boring.” You groaned. 

Toshinori chuckled, “It’s not as much fun as you think it is. Plus, I don’t want my princess possibly getting hurt.” He leaned in and kissed you on the forehead. 

  “I know, daddy.” You sighed as you leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

  “I don’t want you to get stressed out or fail. So how about this, if you study for an hour, I’ll buy you a new hello kitty plush toy.” He said, “But that means no looking at your phone or getting distracted, a full two hours of studying.” 

You perked up at the offer, “Can it be My Melody?”

  “Any one of them you want.” He smiled. 

You sat up completely and grabbed your textbook and notes. You started to flip through the pages rapidly as Toshinori laughed. He knew that the offer would make you start studying. 

He got up and placed one more kiss on your forehead, “An hour starts now, sweetheart. I’ll check up on you in a little bit and I better see those notes in your hand.”

  “Yes, Toshi.” You smiled at him as you watched him leave the room. Once the door was closed you started to study your notes more closely. The thought of the large My Melody plush on your mind. 

Reader: F
Character:Tenya Iida
Rating: G
Summary:After a long day, you just want to dance.
Warning:Fluff
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You swayed side to side with Iida, you were in his arms as he gently moved with you. You were both in your pajamas. It was late into the evening and only now you had gotten settled in for the night.

After a long afternoon of patrolling then going back out in the evening left you both feeling exhausted. But there was rarely any rest for heroes. 

You got comfortable in your sweatpants and turned on the radio. That was when Iida took you in his arms and started to sway with you. He loved the feeling of you in his arms. You were so comforting against him. 

The song played on the radio, you two continued to move together slowly. He leaned in and kissed you on the lips.

You two had been together for a few years now, but even after all that time he kisses still delighted you. They made you blush and you kissed him back. 

He took you by the hand and spin you around gently before he pulled you back in and in for another kiss. 

  “Saving the city is nothing compared to kissing you.” You said with a small chuckle.

He chuckled back and kissed you again, once he started kissing you he had a hard time stopping. He felt bruised and achy from fighting bad guys but the pain seemed to lessen when your lips connected with his. 

His sculpted arms went back around you as you two continued to move together. Your movements were in sync with one another, moving together as one unit. Just as you acted on the battlefield. 

One team, together. 

You spun him around and laughed, he pulled you close so your chests were touching. He went in for another kiss and you pulled away before he could plant it on you. 

  “Kiss me.” he said as he took hold of your hand, “I want you to kiss me.” 

  “Okay, fine.” You chuckled, “You’re addicted.”

  “Kisses are quite good for the body actually. They reduce stress.” He said matter of factly. 

You laughed and he pulled you in for another kiss. His lips were soft and warm. You spent some time kissing before you went back to dancing together. Your hips moved in time with the song. 

Eventually it ended and he rested his forehead against your shoulder, still holding onto your hands. 

  “I love you.” He said.

  “I love you too.” You replied with a smile. 

Reader: Gender Neutral
Character:Hitoshi Shinso
Rating: E
Summary:Waking up your boyfriend with a blow job. 
Warning:Smut, Blow Jobs, Morning Blow Jobs
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Your lips were on his cock when you woke up from the haze of sleep. In your sleep riddled mind you had the idea to suck Shinso’s cock to wake him up. 

His cock was hard against his thigh in his underwear. You crawled down under the covers and slowly pulled down his underwear. His cock twitched and he made a small noise in his sleep. 

  “Yum.” You chuckled to yourself. You softly kissed the tip.

You then slowly put your entire mouth on the tip and went down as far as you could go. HIs cock twitch again under the attention you were giving it.

Shinso muttered something but remained asleep as you moved your head further down his cock, deep throating him.

You started to move your head up and down as a sleepy Shinso snored a little bit. You swiped your tongue across the length of his cock as you moved your head up and down.

You continued with your movements, occasionally picking up the pace as you grasped his thighs and worked on him. His cock was hot and heavy against your tongue and throat. 

The thrusts of your mouth were at a moderate pace and you could feel Shinso start to wake up. He groaned a little bit and his eyes opened. He looked really tired per usual as he yawned loudly. 

He felt the course of pleasure in his body as you continued to suck him off.

You looked up at him, and studied his tired expression. He yawned again and let out a shaky yet deep exhale.

  “What are you doing, babe?” He asked sleepily. He rubbed his eyes with his hand and felt pleasure course through his body. 

  “I wanted to wake you the best way I knew how.” You beamed at him. His cock just barely touching your lips. 

He looked at you with a sleepy smile, “Well then, keep going sweetheart.” 

You put your mouth back on the head as you felt a sharp twitch inside of your mouth. You continued your mouth on his cock as you moved your head back and forth. 

Your spit coated his cock and the bottom of your chin. You moved at a feverish pace, feeling more awake as your movements progressed.

  “Shit, babe.” He groaned as he moved his hand down to your hair and yanked on your locks.

  “I got you Hitoshi.” You said with a smile as you went back down on him. Driving him wild with your movements. 

You felt his cock twitch in your mouth and his hands go into your hair. He loved the feeling of your mouth around his cock. You were a remarkable sight to behold. He could just keep you like this forever.

Please started to creep up his spine as he got closer to his orgasm, he asked slightly out of breath, “Can I cum in your mouth?”

  “Of course.” You said before you went back to sucking him off. You moved your head faster to get him closer to his orgasm. 

 “That’s it. Fuck.” He groaned as he felt himself on the tip of his orgasm.

A few more sloppy thrusts of your mouth and he came in your mouth with a moan. He gripped your hair as he thrusted up into your mouth as he came. You were just too good to be true. 

When he finished you moved your head from his cock and swallowed, you lazily opened your mouth to showcase that you swallowed it all. 

He groaned and laid his head back onto his pillow, “Fuck I love you.” He said.

You crawled back up to lie beside him.You took his hand in yours and kissed him on the cheek, “I love you too.” 

What a way to wake up. 

Reader: F
Character:Keigo Takami/Hawks
Rating:M 
Summary: Prompt: “First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.”
Warning:Manga Spoilers, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort
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The first thing you saw when you entered the hospital room was bandages. All along his body, especially across one side of his face. They said he got burned by Dabi but was rescued by Tokoyami. 

You owed that boy a great debt now. 

You sat beside him at his bedside, you watched his sleeping form with a careful gaze. You took in every inch of bandages skin. It felt like his entire body was burned. You cursed Dabi under your breath for hurting your husband. 

If you could get your hands on him, you’d show him what true fear felt like. But you couldn’t get to him, he was behind layers of metal, sitting in a cell until he went to trial. All you could do now was be there for Keigo.

  “Baby.” You said as you placed a hand carefully on his less injured side of his face. 

His eyes slowly fluttered open and he looked at you, “Oh, dove.” After a couple of moments of sleepily looking at you, he woke up a bit more. he realized that you were here, “Dove!”

 “Shh, shh, Keigo. Relax.” You said as you pulled away from him and placed your hands back in your lap. 

The nub remains of his feathers fluttered in excitement which caused him to wince. He couldn’t help it, he was so excited to see you.

You burst into tears at the sight of him. He looked to hurt under all that cloth. Your beloved husband was beaten in battle and almost died. You knew the risks he put himself under all the time, but to see the result of a loss broke your heart.

  “Don’t cry, my dove.” He said softly. 

  “I’m sorry.” You sniffled. 

“First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.” He said weakly, “Still as beautiful as ever.” 

  “Keigo, shhh. Don’t push yourself too hard.” You hushed. 

He turned his head to look up at the ceiling, “I’ll live through this, just like I do every other time.”

  “Luck will run out at some point.” You remarked.

He reached out for you and touched your hand carefully, “But I’m still here, you’re safe. Dabi has been captured. I’ll heal baby.” 

You sniffled, “You’re so hurt.” 

Keigo looked back at you and said, “Don’t cry. Please my dove, don’t cry for me.” 

You wiped your eyes with the heel of your free hand and exhaled deeply, “I know. I know you’re alive and the injuries could be worse. But it still breaks my heart to see you like this. Your wings are gone.” 

  “They’ll grow back, they just need time.” He yawned,”Everything will be fine.” 

  “I hope so.” 

  “I know so.” He said cheekily with another yawn. He continued to hold your hand as he started to drift off to sleep again. 

You watched his hurt body. The stark white of the bandages across what felt like miles of burned skin. He was alive and you hoped his recovery would go smoothly. 

And all you could do was hope. 

chicken bake

pairing:togata mirio x reader

synopsis: y/n is the designated grocery shopper in the y/n-tamaki-nejire apartment, and they do not mind one bit if it means seeing the cute costco worker every time they go and getting their favorite food every time.

content:costco worker mirio, swimmer mirio, college au, roomies nejire and tamaki, clueless y/n, y/n can drive yes they can!!, smiley mirio, me and my left up to interpretation endings

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a/n:this is entirely self indulgent and came to me in a grocery store parking lot as i was eating my costco chicken bake bc i get one almost every time i go to costco and im scared the cute worker will start to recognize me so here this is lsjfklasjdlkfjsdlkfj. is this a crack fic??? have i finally written one? who knows. this is so niche ong asdklfjsadlfss also this is my 100th post!!!!!

It’s been three months since Y/N accepted their role as the Costco card holder, and they had gone to said store a total of eight times. Eight.

Y/N blamed their roommates. Nejire has so much hair that she loves to take care of, and she sends Y/N on shampoo runs routinely. Tamaki likes the snacks they have, and Y/N finds it very hard to say no to him when he willingly does their share of the chores whenever Y/N goes on Costco runs.

And Nejire always makes breakfast for them, so Y/N feels obligated to do much of the shopping for the three of them. They don’t really mind—going on errands by themselves feels oddly therapeutic. They always go an hour before closing time, since that’s when their shift at the student center on campus ends.

Today’s trip is on a Friday, and Y/N feels almost embarrassed to push by people to get to the food court.

They’d ordered their usual chicken bake, plus ice creams for the kids (Nejire and Tamaki). They carefully glanced at each of the workers, fearing for the familiar friendly face that always seemed to be there whenever Y/N had a Costco run.

They didn’t know his name, because each time he wore a different one. They’d noticed all of the food court workers did that—interchanged name tags, sometimes right in front of customers. Y/N thought it was funny.

“Number 242! Number 242!”

Damn.

Y/N plastered a smile onto their face (completely genuine, despite their previous thoughts). Today the blond guy’s name was “Oliver.” He smiled as he handed Y/N their chicken bake and pushed forward the ice creams. “Have a nice day!”

“Thanks, you too!” Y/N hurried away back to their cart and began to speed walk toward the exit. It was ridiculous, really. A crush on someone they rarely saw. But every interaction left them with their heart fluttering. And they hadn’t had a crush in a while. It was nice to feel like that again.

“Back already!” Nejire cheered when Y/N knocked on the apartment door, taking her ice cream out of Y/N’s hands and giving them a very wet kiss on the cheek, which both Y/N and Tamaki cringe at. Nejire just laughs, going back to her spot on the couch, where she has set up her study station and has multiple papers strewn all over the coffee table in front of her. She carefully set down her ice cream before heading out the door to help unload the groceries. Tamaki thanked Y/N for his ice cream and followed Nejire out the door.

They lived on the first floor of the building, so grocery shopping is never followed by the dread of hauling everything upstairs. Nejire’s green car is also the perfect size for Costco runs, and Y/N loves driving it—another reason they are not so mad about being the designated errand-person.

After everything is sorted away, Y/N sat down with Tamaki at the small kitchen table to eat their chicken bake as he carefully ate his ice cream. Nejire remained on the couch at her study station, occasionally sighing loudly.

“He was there again,” Y/N said through a mouthful of their chicken bake. Nejire had gotten up to stretch and sauntered over to the table to join them, halfway through her ice cream. She brightens at Y/N’s statement, and Tamaki pauses in his ice cream eating for a second.

“Ooh was he as cute as ever?” Nejire teased. Y/N almost choked on their chicken bake, Tamaki reaching over to pat them on the back, although more in a sympathetic way.

“I regret telling you that I thought he was cute,” Y/N groaned.

“We can ask Mirio to poke around and find out who he is!” Nejire chirped, eating another spoonful of ice cream. “Pretty sure he works at a different Costco, but he could still find out somehow!”

Y/N shook their head. “It’s just a crush.”

And that was that until their next Costco run, a few weeks later.

This time he was named “Haru.” And he struck up a conversation, since Y/N was the only one at the food court.

They’d gone early that day, since it was a Saturday and they wanted to beat the rush of other shoppers. They’d been the first on in the store, and apparently everyone else was still shopping, because they were also the first food court order.

“Busy day?” He asked, leaning on the counter in front of him, leaning his chin into his hand. Ridiculously pretty smile on his face. God Y/N was whipped.

“Not much after this,” Y/N replied, fiddling with their receipt. He hummed in acknowledgement, straightening when their coworker started placing the finished food on the appropriate racks.

“Here you go!” He handed them their chicken bake. “No ice cream today?”

“No, not today,” Y/N said, setting their chicken bake carefully onto their cart. They felt like they shouldn’t walk away just yet.

“Well, see you,” he said after a pause. Y/N waved goodbye before walking away, hearing the other food court worker shout something at the guy, who quickly shushed her. Y/N glanced curiously back to see him looking at them, and then quickly duck below the counter. The other worker gave Y/N a little wave, which Y/N slowly returned before rushing out of the store.

They thought about it the entire ride home, naturally. They unloaded the groceries with Tamaki, who was the only one at the apartment since Nejire was working. Since he was so quiet they unloaded in silence, although he did look as though he wanted to ask if something was wrong. He settled for offering to make them a smoothie to eat with their chicken bake, and Y/N brightened considerably.

“Yo, Mirio!”

“Hey Nejire!”

He hopped into her car with ease, buckling up as she sped out of the Costco parking lots. She’d offered him a ride back to his dorm, since she had told him she was studying at a nearby Starbucks after she’d gotten off her own shift at her job.

“How’s work?” Nejire asked as she drove, reaching over to take a sip of her drink while steering with the other hand expertly. Mirio had long stopped worrying about Nejire’s driving habits. She’d gotten a perfect score on her driver’s exams, and had successfully avoided three car crashes. Plus her car was ridiculously cute and well kept, and Mirio knew she’d never dare the risk of wrecking it.

“It’s good,” Mirio replied, shifting in his seat.

“That’s good! Roomie Y/N went grocery shopping there today,” Nejire said. “They always see this cute dude working there, but they’re too shy to say anything, bless their adorable little heart.”

Y/N. Nejire and Tamai often speak of them, and despite having mutual friends, he’s never met them. He knows they’d like them, by what he’s heard. Every time he hangs out with Nejire and Tamaki, Y/N is always busy working or has extra curriculars. Which he understands all too well.

“And how’s swimming going, Mirio? Got yourself a date yet? I’ve heard people thirst over swimmers all the time, how are you not dating anyone? Is it your hair? I can cut it for you!”

They fell into an easy conversation after that. Nejire was always easy to talk to, and Mirio felt terrible that he didn’t hang out with her and Tamaki as much as he used to. It was bad enough that he couldn’t room with them, since he had to live with the other athletes on campus. But swim and work took up all of the free time he had. The rest was filled with homework and classes.

“Bye Mirio! Hand out with us soon, you still have to meet Y/N!” Mirio thanked her for the ride and climbed out of the car, noticing a stray receipt that fell to the ground as he shut the door. He picked it up and turned around to give it back to Nejire only to see she was already driving down the street and rounding the corner.

On his walk over he glanced at the receipt, curious.

It was a Costco receipt, which Mirio figured Y/N must’ve left in Nejire’s car by accident after their trip to the store. As he made his way into his own dorm room, he was about to drop the receipt onto his dresser when he noticed the address.

It was his Costco.

He almost screamed in shock but refrained from doing so, afraid he’d scare the new freshman who lived on the same floor as him.

There was no way. Right? Yeah. No way. Right?

He collapsed onto his bed, trying to remember everything he knew about Y/N from Nejire and Tamaki. They worked at the student center, were a great roommate, and had an odd oddication to Costco food court items.

Oh.OH.

He refrained from calling Nejire. It could all just be a coincidence. No one besides his coworker, Yuyu, knew about his crush on the frequent customer. Mirio had learned Y/N’s name after their third visit, when he’d sneaked a peak at their name on the receipt they presented him. Yuyu had teased him about it, and continued to do so—including today. He’d been so embarrassed when Y/N caught him staring that he dropped to the ground, and Yuyu had laughed at him the rest of the day.

With horror, Mirio realized Yuyu was literally Nejire’s best friend. But she’d kept true to her word and hadn’t told anyone about his crush. Otherwise Nejire would’ve been teasing Mirio about it, too.

He has practice the rest of the weekend, and his free time is spent getting ahead on assignments, so he has little time to dwell on it. But the time he has had he has spent analyzing his entire situation.

Y/N, Nejire and Tamaki’s beloved roommate, famous for their costco food court addiction. Never met Mirio. Nejire and Tamaki had never mentioned the Costco they frequented had been the one he worked at, and he had concluded that they simply didn’t know about that particular detail. The more he thought of it, the more he was convinced that they were the same person.

So on Monday, after his classes, he rushed to the student center. He did have an essay to print, so he wasn’t just going to find out if this was all an odd coincidence. He normally borrowed Tenya’s printer, since they lived on the same floor, but he decided to leave his underclassmen alone for the day and use the printers in the student center.

He made it to the computers, glancing around every which way. There were a few students sitting at the reception desks on the other side of the room, near the printers. But no Y/N.

“Hello, Mirio-senpai!”

“Oh, Izuku!”

His teammate settled down into the chair beside him, logging onto the computer. “Is Tenya out of ink?”

Izuku nodded, smiling to himself. “He was very upset about it. He ran straight to the store to buy some more, so I’m using the student center printers today.”

Mirio momentarily forgot about his original intent to be here and talked with Izuku about how he was liking college. The kid was super enthusiastic about it, rambling about how cool his classes were and how he loved swimming with everyone on the team. They both printed their essays and were about to leave when Mirio heard someone say something behind him.

“Have a good night, Y/N!”

“Thanks!”

He whirled around wildly, startling Izuku, who was about to reach to open the door. But no matter where Mirio looked, he didn’t see anyone. He ushered Izuku out the door, deciding he was in the mood for some off campus food.

“Dinner is on me, Izuku!”

“Really? Thanks so much!”

Y/N loved their job. It was relatively easy, and they had a lot of time to do their own homework while on the clock. Plus, free access to the printers and occasional snacks the student center offered sometimes.

They were getting ready to clock out when they noticed a blond guy walk into the center, and their heart stopped.

It was Costco-man.

Y/N went into a panic, sitting back down heard at the front desk and sliding down so their face was hidden. A little while later, they heard someone greet someone else, and Y/N was almost sure they heard the name “Mirio.”

It took them two seconds to connect the dots.

They packed up, mind whirling with speculations and then confirmations of their now greatest fear. Nejire and Tamaki must’ve not known, assuming Y/N went to a different Costco or that Mirio worked at a different one. Nejire was busy all the time, and Tamaki was too, so the miscommunication was understandable.

They said goodbye to their coworkers and slipped out the back, sighing in relief at their close call.

“Ah, Y/N-san!”

Y/N turned toward the familiar voice, a smile already on their face. Izuku was a part time worker at the student center, too, and they thought they’d heard him earlier. He was a sweet kid, and Y/N had been tasked with showing him the ropes of the job and had basically taken him in under their wing.

And just their luck, he was standing next to Mirio. Costco-man.

Izuku’s bright smile was not enough to blind Y/N from Mirio’s bewildered look, which quickly switched to a growing smile that Y/N hesitantly returned.

“Hi, Izuku,” Y/N greeted, stopping just in front of the pair. “How’s it going?”

Izuku had a glint in his eye Y/N had seen once before, when he had been tasked with reorganizing the filing system and had ended up making it much better than it had been before.

“Actually, I’m quite busy!” he chirped, making Mirio quickly turn his head to look at him in barely concealed surprise. Izuku ignored him. “I’ve got to run, enjoy your dinner, Mirio-senpai! See you tomorrow, Y/N!” And he sprinted away, as though afraid they’d chase after him.

“So,” Mirio smiled, his cheeks tinted pink. “Y/N.”

“Mirio,” Y/N smiled back. “Nice to know your real name.”

He laughed, falling into step beside them as they continued walking idly with no particular destination in mind, rushing back to the apartment long forgotten.

“I was heading to dinner off campus, want to come with?”

Y/N didn’t hesitate. “Sure.”

“Eh? What is this?” Nejire motioned between the two of them, eyebrows furrowed. Tamaki peaked from behind her curiously.

“What do you mean?” Y/N asked, turning towards their roommates. They’d just greeted Mirio with a hug after the other two had invited him to their apartment for a get together so that he could “finally” meet Y/N.

“You know each other?” Nejire asked.

“Well, you see—”

“OH MY GOD!” she gasped in sudden understanding, her eyes glancing between the two of them quickly. Mirio had just finished a shift at work and had brought them all ice creams, which Nejire wordlessly was now pointing at on the table in shock.

“Nejire—”

“Oh my god.”

“Tamaki!”

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