#yagi toshinori

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.” 

It’s been like. A thousand years since my last dadmight art. I am SO rusty but I wanted to get this out

✰ Wishing a very PLUS ULTRA birthday to my sweet friend:@ray-of-suneater

✰ Manga cap by:@sobamilk

✰ Colored by:@boi-if-u-dont-stop-imma-deku(me)

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA CHAPTER 326 SPOILERS ALERT

We’ve got them

We’ve got him

And also him

And then, we’ve got her

She saves the day

☼ — fluff ☁︎ — angst ☾ — smut ☗ — smau

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Thanks for liking, and have a great September!

Erasermight getting a 10-yr wedding anniversary photo

Shota: *standing on a box to get in the pic w/ his titan husband*

Toshi: *making a short joke*

Shota:

Photographer: Perfect. Say cheese!

They kept it anyway. It’s sitting on the mantlepiece

ANYWAY!! MY FIRST REAL TRY AT CSP HOOHOOHOO! I tested out some experimental things… still not sure abt them but hey at least this thing looks halfway decent!!! I couldn’t decide which one I liked better so have both.

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Hey everybody! Idk how many of you moved to Twitter with me but for those that didn’t: Don’t worry, I’m still around! However the next six weeks will be crazy for me, as I’m moving to New York City for a few weeks for an internship. Money’s a little tight so I set up a Ko-fi to help myself get by until the grant check clears. 

You can find my Ko-fi HERE

All Ko-fi donors will receive a reward sketch in return once I’m settled at NYC! Thanks so much <3

Also, here’s a sketch to say thanks for waiting so long and being so patient ^w^

GN!Reader x All Smite | One shot | No rating | Warning: power dynamics, intimidation, brief mention of death. 

You’re a lowly thief. A decent safecracker, recruited into the infamous number one villain All Might’s ranks for a heist. You keep to yourself for the most part..until late one night you walk into a room in the dingy warehouse that was used as his base of operation. The man himself is hunched over and grumbling, a single yellow light hanging over his head swayed lazily, amplifying his blond tufts of hair that shot upward. What in the hell was he doing?

Nearing, All Might throws something across the room with a snarl, a small container that hits the wall with a piercing sound, glass shattering and black ink staining the wall. The smell is immediate- nail polish. You have to stifle the laugh that leaves you after the initial shock dissipates, bright burning blue eyes turning to you, his thick blond brows furrowing in his anger at the sudden intruder. “You.” he bellows, jabbing a large finger down at the ground besides him, “Come here.”

Who are you to deny the Scourge of Japan, the Great Villain, All Might? You realize you aren’t breathing, stepping towards the giant of a man – there was no way to refuse even if you had wanted to. This is it, you’re dead. You had laughed at the man and now he was going to end your miserable little life. 

 "Sit.“ 

He barks out, kicking the stool next to him with his heavy boot. You finally take that breath you’d been holding. He orders you to paint his nails. You would’ve laughed if it wasn’thim. No, you had learned your lesson.

Your hands are trembling with the brush, a twisted smile on the villains face seeing how he affected you so. Sweet little safecracker…His cerulean eyes roam over the way your lips parted, brows raised in concentration as the slightest bit of sweat began to bead on your brow. You took care, painting each with an endless black, not daring to mark his skin with the polish.

Those calloused and scarred hands, monstrous in size, had leveled near cities to ruin. They could end you in a fraction of a second. The man was terrifying.  It felt like hours, feeling his harsh gaze on you ,doing your best at the task at hand. There is a hum in the back of the giants throat, a grim satisfaction at your trembling hands and anxious demeanor… He was enjoyingthis. 

When all ten were finally painted you let out a sigh of relief.

No sooner then your exhale started did his hand grip your chin, oh the fear in your eyes was delicious to him, especially how you let out a loud gasp as his hand tilted your head upwards. Your nose flaring at the  acrid smell of wet polish so close.  His thumb ran against your bottom lip, his tongue mimicking the action as it ran along his sharp canine. "See you soon, My little Safecracker.” the sound of his voice like rolling thunder, an approaching storm just over the horizon- a warning of what was to come. 

No words left your too-dry mouth, terror lined your every feature as he grinned down at you. His hand left your chin, a sinister smile against his lips. All Might had drank his dose of fear and had had his fill…for now. He stood, chuckling as heavy boots beat against the concrete with muffled thuds. Casting one last glance as you trembled with nails digging into the wood of the table, too petrified of what transpired to look back.

He was obsessed with it– this power over you. You were his little rabbit hopelessly ensnared in his trap. You just didn’t know it yet.