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TW: abuse warnings: mentions of abuse,and i think thats it word count: 1115

The loud pounding on the door and the doorbell ringing insistently is what woke the grey-haired male. He lifted his head slightly, bringing his pillow with him. His eyes were still shut, as he tried to register whether he was still dreaming or not.

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every time I see someone insult Kuroo’s hair I’m just???

messy hair is sexy and you’re all just cowards

“This is for you.”

Amajiki X F!Reader

Word Count: 3.5K

Warnings: Not a thing.

Genre: Self indulgent birthday fluff.

& a Note: I love this guy, oh my gosh I just wanna nap with Tamaki and like, yes! Also yes, it’s ots midnight, its the 10th and it’s my birthday!! I really liked writing this for myself aahhh so, if it’s your birthday as well or whenever one might find this then.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!(・ωｰ)～☆ 

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bakugou and izuku getting hit with a quirk that turns them into a pupper and their crush has to care for them till they turn back to normal. they still have their normal thoughts theyre just in a dog body. crush is making baby talk, snuggling them, nuzzling their face against their fur cause its so SOFT, taking them for lil walks, giving them baths (poor bois), letting them sleep on their bed with them. maybe they forget who the pup really is and let it slip that they have feelings for them too

It wasn’t specified if you wanted a headcanon or scenario, so I’ll write a scenario! However, I only write one character per scene, but have no fear! I remember reading a really good Bakugou version of what you’ve requested! Click here to read it! It’s written by @star-sprite! 

To say you were confused would be an understatement. 

“Y-You want me to do what again, Aizawa-sensei?” you questioned apprehensively, needing all of the information you were given to sink in. You gaze at your sleep deprived teacher before you, seated across at his desk.

He sighs and rubs his eyes with his knuckles. “Midoriya,” he states, “I need you to take care of Midoriya, (Y/N).” 

Your eyes shift down to the panting, green Shih Tzu on Aizawa’s lap who so happened to be your fellow classmate, Midoriya Izuku. Your classmate who is now… a dog?

Aizawa had taken the time to explain that when Midoriya was completing his errands for a hero mission, he had run into a villain with a quirk to manipulate one’s body and turn them into any animal they deem. The villain so happened to turn the young male into a cute little puppy. Which, in your case, was similar to his human form!

“I get that but, how long will this…” you ponder, looking for the right words to say in this situation, “How long will the effects of this quirk last?”

“Most likely around a day or two? I’m not entirely sure.” he says, “I’ve tried wearing it off with my quirk, but it seems we’re just going to have to wait for it to wear out.” 

Rising from his seat, with Midoriya still in his hands, Aizawa walks forward and offers the dog towards you. “So, what do you say? Will you do it?” he asks.

Midoriya barks, he cutely tilts his head to the side as awaits your answer as well.

Not really seeing a reason to say no to taking care of him you nonchalantly shrug your shoulders in response. “I mean, sure! But-”

“Great,” he interjects, shoving the plush, trembling animal into your arms. “If you have any concerns, contact me. But other than that I think you should be fine. Class starts at the same time tomorrow. Don’t be late, (Y/N).” And with that, he walks out of the teachers’ lounge, sliding the door closed behind him.

You sigh and absentmindedly stroke the top of Midoriya’s head. He let out soft, low groans of approval at your treatment, basking in your affections. However, he was still shaking, which caused you to look down at him with concern.“Wow! If I didn’t know any better I would’ve assumed you were a chihuahua due to how much you’re shaking, Midoriya! Are you cold?” you ask, lifting the tiny, green puppy up to eye level with you.

It was funny you asked that because he was quite the opposite really. Midoriya was trembling due to how his crush (you) would be taking care of him for who knows how long, and he was a nervous wreck! He has been fantasizing about the day where he’d get to spend one on one time with you alone… just not like this. 

Not as a dog!

“Let’s just get you to my dorm room and we can figure out how to deal with this!” You coo, snuggling him in your arms and began to walk out of the empty lounge.

When you and Izuku had arrived at the dormitories, almost everyone immediately was out of their seats observing the adorable puppy in your arms. You had informed them that the dog was, in fact, Midoriya they all began to look at each other with knowing expressions. 

“Ah, the lucky bastard!” Mineta cried, eyeing the content dog with envy. Midoriya shifts further into your hold away from the male’s intense gaze on him. Mineta often had the tendency to become extremely passionate when it came down to situations like these, he becomes… weird.

Ignoring Mineta’s presence, you look down at Midoriya and saw that his eyes were becoming droopy with fatigue. Lightly scratching the spot behind his fluffy ears you sigh, “Midoriya seems to be getting tired, so I think I’ll call it a night,” you state.

“HUH?!” A few of your classmates exclaimed in shock, “You’re going to let him sleep in your dorm, (Y/N)?!”

Midoriya, now seeming to be alert and awake, began to furiously wag his tail (a habit of his that he has yet to take care of) at your statement. Was he going to sleep in the same room as you?! Share the same bed?! Midoriya’s thoughts began to run wildly throughout his brain.

You nod and shrug, “It’s not a big deal,” you exclaim. Suddenly lifting the dog to your face, you smile, “Right, Midoriya?”  

‘A-Ah… are you sure about this, (Y/N)?’ Was what he wanted to ask you. Though clearly in his current state, he couldn’t speak, so all that was heard was his constant barking and yipping. 

“See?” You say, “Anywho, we’ll see you guys tomorrow! I think Midoriya might have switched back to normal by then!” And with that, you turn around and leave the group of slightly shocked teens amongst themselves. Once your back was facing them, the young heroes were able to see Midoriya’s tail wagging enthusiastically.

‘He’s overly excited…’ Your class thought.

For the next few hours, Midoriya would grow accustomed to the feeling of what it was like to sit in your lap. He would enjoy the one-sided conversations you’d have with him when you two were alone, showing his interest with your stories by the constant wagging of his tail.

A sight that your class still has yet to get used to was whenever you would walk around, they’d always find Midoriya helplessly trailing after you like a lost puppy.

Literally.

Most of your classmates would catch you and Midoriya usually chilling on the common room couch, where they’d find Midoriya being nuzzled affectionally in your arms. Today was no different.

Giggling, you gently scratch behind his adorable floppy ears while Midoriya’s face gave off the impression that he was experiencing pure bliss. “Who’s the cutest little guy around?” you ask.

Midoriya stops panting and looks up at you. ‘There’s another guy (Y/N) likes?! Who is it?!’ he thinks. His mood instantly dampens as he begins to whimper a bit.

“It’s you!”

Midoriya lightens up at your statement and exposes his belly towards you for more rubs. He would’ve never have thought it, but they feel so good!

“You’re so cute, Midoriya! I love you so much!” you say.

Izuku freezes up. His tail no longer wags fitfully anymore for it has ceased its movements. ‘I love you so much!’ he replays your words over and over again in his head like a mantra.

‘I-Is this for real?’ he thought. ‘(Y/N) likes me back?! Did she forget that I’m a dog? Is she just saying that?!’ he thinks, overanalyzing the situation at hand.

Stepping in, Iida swings his arms overdramatically. “(Y/N)! I’d advise you not to say things like that! Especially if they are in the heat of the moment,” he advises, acknowledging the flustered state his friend was in.

“Huh? But I do love him! Well, not love-love, but I care for him a lot. No matter what form he is in, Midoriya is still Midoriya.” you state. You lift the puppy close to your face. “You got that? I mean it, I really do like you, Izuku. I’m sorry that my confession slipped out to you while you’re… well… a dog.” 

Still frozen, Midoriya awkwardly tries to comprehend what you were saying as best as possible. If dogs were able to blush, he would become beat red from head to toe by now.

Placing him back down in your lap you stroke his fur lovingly, “And as soon as you are human again I’ll confess to you as many times as I need to so that you’ll believe me!”

Not knowing what else to do, Midoriya lays back down into your lap completely succumbing to your will. He was overcome with the feeling of many pleasant emotions now that he knows that his crush likes him back. He really wants to go back to being human, and fast.

Midoriya couldn’t wait for the villain’s quirk to wear off so that he could see you in his normal state and hear you say those magical words all over again.

dont have enough people that like me tho. Also havent written in a long time cuz been feeling down latelyyyy

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1, 10, 12 from your prompt list with bakugo x reader? maybe the reader went on a date and it ended horribly, like the person was a creep or hurt her or something and she called bakugo and he was being an asshole as per usual?? it can be platonic! thanks, sorry to bother you

You didn’t bother me at all!!!!! Thank you for requesting and being pacient! Isaw your other note about just doing two, but I went ahead and did the three :) hope that was ok! Hope you like it! I loved how well these went together!

Bakugou x pro!fem!reader

Bad date

“Can you please come and get me?”

“Forget it, your a fucking asshole”

“Can we just go home?”

Warnings: cursing, vary little suggestive themes

Word count: 2674

Bakugou walked up the steps to your apartment, the familiar, yet annoying, giddiness beginning to set in his stomach. Once he saw your door, he mindlessly began to brush off any possible dirt off his t-shirt and sweats, running a hand through his hair to make it more fluffy, then stopped. Why the hell did he always do that when he was about to see you? He shook his head, cursing the rising heat that was soon to set on his cheeks. Damn it, why’d you always have to make him feel such weird shit?

He took out his keys, flipping through the multiple ones until he found yours. He opened the door, knocking on it before completely walking in “it’s Bakugou” he shouted, making you aware of his presence. He stepped in, shutting it behind him and looked around, the place, clean as usual, but the sink loaded with dirty dishes.

“Tch,” he walked over to the pile, rolling up his sleeves and began to work.

You heard the noise from the kitchen, getting up from your vanity and curiously peeking your head out of your room “eek!” You blushed perfidiously, running back in your room and putting on your robe. You finally walked out, sneaking up behind him and tapping his shoulder as your passed by and grabbed a drink from the fridge “I didn’t know you were stopping by”

He stiffened a little at your touch “I shouted when I walked in” he turned around, looking at your back side as you rummaged through the fridge, his eyes trailed down to your legs, the robe your wore ending just a few inches below your thighs “ahem” he cleared his throat, suddenly feeling his chest tighten a bit.

You turned around, meeting his eyes “thank for doing the dishes, but I was going to do them when I got back” you quirked an eyebrow, taking a sip of your drink.

“Fuck you, I wanna do em. And I thought you weren’t patrolling today?”

“O-oh” you scratched the back of your neck “I’m not, I’m going...on a date”

He stilled, his heart clenching and frowned “why?”

“Am I not allowed to date?”

His frown deepened

“I’m kidding, it’s just with someone my mom suggested, one of her friends sons. Said something about needing to get out more” you rolled your eyes at the last sentence

He followed you back to your room, sitting on the edge of your bed as you went to your bathroom and got changed “I thought you hated dates...and people” he committed, something that you both disliked.

You chuckled “yeah, I’m not a fan of dates, nor am I a fan of people I don’t know-“ you opened the door “think this is ok?” You motioned to your dress, small blush tinting you’re features.

He thanked for the dim lighting in the room, feeling his heart leap, his face became a blushing mess. Shit. You looked pretty-scratch that, you looked fucking stunning. “I-y-yeah” he looked away, pouting “looks fine”

He wouldn’t mind if you dressed like that for him...he could get used to seeing you in dresses.

“That’s good” you sighed, reaching for your shoes “pffft why are you pouting” you snickered

His pout grew, quickly becoming angry at the thought of some low life seeing you look like this. He only wished you would be going on the date with him and not some extra. Hell, he could have sworn you at least you returned his feelings a little, guess fucking not if you were going out with someone else.

You made your way toward the blond, beginning to play with his hair “aww don’t be sad, I’ll be back soon and we can rent a mo-“ he slapped your hand away, getting up and leaving you in the room. You quirked an eyebrow, he never let you stop once you played with his hair. You followed him out your room, watching him slip back on his own shoes “katsuki? Where you going?”

“Home” he opened the door, only for you too grab the end of his shirt, he turned around “what”

“Are you mad at me?”

He bit his lip, he didn’t want to be mad at you, he wasn’t. He was mad that you were letting some douche bag be more important than him “no” he shut the door, leaving you in the door way, utterly confused.

—

You waited in the front of your building, Kei’s car driving up. He got out of the car, coming over to you with a big smile on his face. You admit that he was hansom, he towered over you and he was built. He greeted you, opening the door and helping you in. You couldn’t lie that it warmed your heart.

Once in the car, you attempted to make conversation, trying to lighten the mood, except he only nodded, smiling along. You eventually became quiet, deciding maybe he didn’t want to talk. You leaned back, closing your eyes and enjoying the ride until you made it to the theater.

Maybe katsuki would want to watch a movie at your house after, then you could actually relax in comfy clothes and spend some time with him. Your cheeks heated up at the thought, you smiled. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you felt a hand graze your thigh, the feeling making you tense and blush more. You slowly looked back at kei, who had his eyes on the road but his free hand was dangerously close to your legs.

“Oops! Sorry I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s fine!” You squeaked, grabbing the ends of your dress and pulling it down as far as it would go.

He glanced over to you, you could feel his eyes on you, not daring to look back “I like that dress on you” he stated, smirk playing on his lips “looks nice”

You gulped, it was a complement, but it just felt weird. You mumbled a thank you, the rest of the drive was quiet, except for his hand occasionally getting closer to you and his eyes going lower with each glance.

You visibly sank lower into your seat when the two of you pulled up to the theater. He again opened the door for you and offered his hand, you hesitantly took it, letting him help you out of the car before he closed it, removing his hand from yours and moving it to the small of your back. You stepped away a little, trying to give yourself some space, but each time you did, he just asked why you were being so shy, that he wouldn’t bite, all the while giving you that annoying ass smirk.

You were shaking, cold but mostly nervous, a bit scared too. You were a rising hero, you shouldn’t be frightened of this guy, yes he was taller and much larger than you, but you were stronger, heck, you could beat Bakugou in a fight. So why did kei intimidate you so much? You swallowed thickly as you sat down, the male sitting right next to you, hand again finding it’s was to the hem of your dress. You stilled, closing your eyes while the movie played, each minute his hand being higher and higher than before. You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, he was making you fell so weak, so vulnerable, your bottom lip began to quiver a little. Pathetic, you thought, just tell him to stop, but no words came out. You froze, his other arm slinging around your shoulder as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, hand sliding to your chest and the other further up your thigh.

“Having fun?” He asked. You could hear him smirking.

His hand hiked all the way up your dress now, other grouping at your breast. You felt the tears fall to your cheeks, you bit the inside of your lip, grabbing the hand on your thigh and pulled it off you “N-no!” You shouted, you didn’t care about the others looking or scolding your for interrupting. You wanted out of there. You wanted away from him.

You ran to the bathroom, unable to stop the tears that threatened to fall with each second, your chest ached and you trembled. You wanted out. You wanted away from him and this stupid building. You looked in your purse, rummaging around to look for your wallet. Nothing. You weren’t exactly close to your house, you didn’t have any money to take the train and your card was in your wallet. You sucked in a breath, composing your self and took out your phone.

—

Bakugou huffed, taking the weight and lifting it back above his head while kirishima spotted him from behind. Bakugou lifted it again, letting it back down with a growl and set it back on the stand. Kirishima took the opportunity to place his hands on his friends shoulders playfully “you seem tense” he teased. The ash-blond jerked away, standing up and stomping over to his locker, the red just behind him.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Fuck off” he seethed, walking over to the punching bag, Kiri still behind him.

“Where’s (y/n)? Normally you work out together.”

Bakugou punched the bag harder, the stand falling over with a loud thud, making the red jump.

“On a fucking date” he snarled

Kirishima’s slightly scared expression quickly turned into a smirk “oooohhhhh, that’s why your on edge, your little crush is going out with someone else~”

Bakugou whipped around “yeah! She fucking is! And it’s really fucking annoying!” He shouted, causing a few heads to turn “she seemed so casual about it too- like it didn’t matter-“

-Ring-

His ears perked, taking out his phone from his pocket, seeing your name flash across the screen. He glared at the devise, pressing decline. It only rang again, your name back on the screen seconds later, again ignoring the call.

“Dude, your not going to answer it?” Kirishima asked, his own phone suddenly ringing. He picked it up “hey (y/n)!” He smiled, dodging bakugou from taking the phone “yeah he’s right here-“ he handed it to Katsuki, the blond growling and snatching the phone away from him, holding it to his ear.

“What” he hissed

“Katsuki?”

His glare faltered, you voice sounded...upset?...no, why the hell would you be upset if you were on a great date with a great fucking extra, he clenched his fist “what the hell do you want?”

you were taken back by his tone, it was full on venom “u-um-“

“Spit it out already, I don’t have all fucking day-“

“Can you come and get me? Please?” you quickly mumbled

“Huh?” He couldn’t hear you, you repeated it a bit more loudly “what? Fuck no”

Your brows knitted together in frustration “just- please?”

“Why the hell ask me? Why not your new boyfriend?” He hissed again

Your mouth hung open at the response, choosing to keep your composer, but it wouldn’t last long with how he was talking to you “I’m just asking if you can drive a little to come get me, I’ll return the favor-“

“Oh fuck you- just take the train or some shit-“

“I don’t have my wallet!” You shouted back, tears springing at your eyes

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have fucking left it at your house like an idiot!”

You couldn’t believe him right now, your face becoming hot and seethed back while you almost sobbed “never mind” you nearly whispered, voice low and defeated “forget it, your a fucking asshole”

“w-wait- (y/-“ but you’d already hung up. He cursed himself, looking back at his phone to call you back, but saw a voice mail you left him from the first call, he pressed it.

“K-katsuki?” You croaked, voice weak and broken. Had you been crying? “I-um could you maybe pick me up, I-I forgot my wallet and can’t get home unless I walk and-well it’s kinda far...um...kei-the guy who took me was” you shuddered “he was- touching me...I just-...n-never mind, call me back when you can-“

It ended. His heart sank. Fuck, he messed up. He gathered his things, grabbing his duffel bag and headed out the door, ignoring his friends questions.

—

He showed up at the theater, stepping inside when he saw a man furiously walking down the hall, shouting your name. This must have been the shitty extra. His anger skyrocketed, his face absolutely red in rage. This man had hurt you. Well now katsuki was about to return the favor.

He walked toward him, Kei stopping and starting back at Bakugou.

“Hey man,” kei began as if they were friends “have you seen a woman, about this tall, (h/c) hair,” he brought his hand to his mouth, as if he was telling a secret “sexy as fuck, like seriously, I swear I was about to get a good night but then she ran off-“

Yeah no. Bakugou punched him square in the jaw, the other male doubling over and holding his face. Katsuki didn’t give him time to breath, taking the collar of his jacket and pushing him against the wall “listen here you little shit, your going to tell me where she went and then stay far, far away from her. Got it? Cause if I see your shitty ass face again Or anywhere near her, I will blow your ass into next week” he snarled

The man visibly began to shake, shaking his head frantically “i-I don’t know man! She just stormed out!”

The blond dropped him, letting kei fall to the ground and scramble away. He looked everywhere, walking back into the theater you were in and never down every hall, until he head sniffles from the woman’s bathrooms, it was your voice. He opened the door, not giving two shits it was the woman’s bathroom. He still didn’t see you, instead seeing a similar set of shoes under a stall door. He stood by it.

“(Y/n)?” he said softly, the sound even surprising himself “hey, come out”

He watched the door slowly open, revealing your head facing down, looking toward the ground, avoiding his gaze. He frowned.

“Hey” he said again, voice still low

You looked up, your red blood shot eyes meeting his. His jaw clenched, chest dropping at the sight of your previously tear stained face. He didn’t say anything, instead bringing you into a hug and rested his head on top of yours, rubbing your back.

“M’ sorry” he mumbled

You slowly felt the lump come back up your throat, breath hitching and quietly cried, tightening your hand into fist and balling up his jacket.

“I-I’m sorry” you laughed a little “this is pretty pathetic as a pro hero-“

“No it’s not” he mumbled “fuck that guy- he shouldn’t have made you feel this way...”

“Can we just go home?” You asked

He pulled away, taking off his coat and wrapping it around you before smirking and picking you up as if you were a feather, you squeaked, instinctively wrapping your legs around his torso as he walked out the bathroom and the theater. Once you reached his car, he leaned you against it.

“You ok?” He asked. You nodded, letting you down and helped you in the car.

“I’m glad that’s over” you breathed, leaning back against the seat and wrapped his jacket closer around you and snuggling into it, eyes fluttering shut. He leaned over, pushing your head playfully

“fuck that,”

You re-opened your eyes, looking at him questionably.

He couldn’t help the blush that painted his cheeks and ears with his next words “dates not over cause I’m finishing it.” He kept his eyes on the road, refusing to meet your own “can’t just let you go back home when you dressed so beautiful for a night out” me mumbled, hesitantly looking back at you.

You smiled, making his heart race “sounds good” you said simply.

Bonus:

You reached over, taking your fork and stealing a piece of katsuki cake, plopping it in tour mouth

“Damn it woman! You have your own!”

“I know, but I like how your taste”you said in between chews

“Maybe you should have gotten the chocolate one then!”

—

You reached over again when you thought he wasn’t looking, eyes focused on the delicious cake and not on the blond grabbing your arm and planting a kiss on your lips.

You looked back at him, blushing. He licked his lips, smirking at you “you taste better”

Masterlist

does anyone else triple check that their Bluetooth is off before they listen to yato or am I just an overly cautious slut????

OK SO YALL KNOW HOW MY TYPE ARE HOT ASSHOLES, ESPECIALLY OF THEY'RE BLONDE? WELL IF U DON'T THERE U GO. ANYWAY I JUST FOUND OUT THAT MY 2ND MOST FAVORITE BLONDE, TSUKISHIMA KEI HAS THE SAME FAVORITE CAKE AS ME. WAT. WE BOTH FRICKEN LOVE STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE. I WANNA BE HIS WIFE WHO FEEDS INTO HIS DINOSAUR LOVE AND PUT SOME CAKE IN HIS MOUTH

I wish there was a way to know when you're in the good old days before you've actually left them

Andrew Bernard/Nard Dog

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*C OUgh*

I wanna be Ushi's lil sister who he's just so gentle with. Being a total perv to him and he's just dumb enough to think its all out of innocence. He thinks that he's the sick one when he agrees to help you "learn" how to give a blowjob and he's so gentle as he pets your hair and enjoys the feeling of your mouth. You're so excited when he grips your hair and fucks your throat, muttering that he's sorry for being rough while he blasts loads down your throat. Next you'll ask him to take your cunny.

mm to take advantage of wakatoshi-nii <3

nsfw, fem reader, dubcon, incest, face/throat fucking

“toshi-nii...” you twirl your finger in your hair. “can i ask you something?”

he looks up at you from the manga he’s reading. sometimes you wish you’d catch him reading the hentai he hides under his bed. but no, he’s reading some shounen type. 

“what?” he closes the book and puts it aside, sitting up in his bed. 

“well...” you have to suppress the smile. “my boyfriend... you know him right?”

you see his eyebrow twitch. “yes.”

“it’s just...” you come and sit next to him on the bed. “he wants to take our relationship to the next level.”

he blinks at you. “why are you telling me this?”

“toshi-nii...” you whine. “you’re the only one i trust to ask...”

you’ve known him for so long that you can tell you gave his ego a little boost. “what?” he sighs.

“he wants me to put my mouth on him...” you make a show of parting your lips, letting him see your wet tongue. “a... blowy? i think that’s what he called it.”

“a blowjob?”

“yeah! yeah... that’s it...” your cunt thrums in anticipation. “and... y’see, i’ve never given one before and... i want it to be good so... can you teach me?”

his face is slowly, but surely, turning red. he just stares at you and you stare back... well, until you look down and see his cock getting hard in his shorts. you hide your smirk, blinking innocently at him.

“we shouldn’t.”

“but nii-san...” you grab his arm. “what if he breaks up with me because i can’t give him a good blowjob? i would be so sad...”

wakatoshi has a little debate with himself, and you can see the gears turning behind his eyes. 

“fine. i’ll teach you.”

“thank you, toshi-nii!” you grin, eagerly getting between his legs. 

he pulls down the waistband of his shorts and underwear down until they slide down his legs, revealing his cock. wow... it’s fatter... and longer... and just much bigger than you thought.

“toshi-nii...” you stare. “can i touch it?”

“sure.”

you grab at the head, hearing his breath hitch. you give a ghost of a smile, moving your hand down to the base and watching his precum begin to bead at his tip.

“so i just put my mouth on it?” you look up.

he hums.

and with that you engulf his cock. he jumps a bit at the sudden movement, putting his hand in your hair. “whoa...” his breath shakes.

you take him as far as you can, gripping at what you can’t take. still, you gag, taking your mouth off of him.

“you don’t have to take it all the way...” he strokes your hair, watching as you wipe at your mouth. “take whatever is comfortable.”

“but does it feel good if i take it all the way?”

“well...”

you lick at his cock now, sucking at the sides and at the head, hollowing your cheeks out. 

“just tell me what feels good, nii-san.”

and you take him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and easing more and more of him in. he keeps his hand on the back of your head, not pressing down but just holding you gently. you choke around his cock as it reaches your throat and he groans loudly. you keep just playing with it that way, easing him into the entrance and gagging around the head of his cock. 

“it feels good...” he sighs, using his other hand to stroke you cheek as you take him. “just like that.”

you pop your mouth off, sucking in air. “sorry, toshi-nii....”

“it’s okay...” he swallows. “you’re doing good.”

“am i?” you bat your eyelashes at him. “i think i like sucking your cock.”

his cock visibly twitches at your words.

“we can... we can stop if you want...” he clears his throat. “you’ve done good, i think your boyfriend will be pleased...”

“no, toshi-nii...” you grip the base of his cock with your small hand. “i want you to cum.”

his breath hitches, and the hand that was on the back of your head returns, pulling on your hair and forcing his cock in your mouth. you moan as he fits it in your throat, but then pushes all the way. your eyes bulge and water as he bottoms out inside.

“there...” he closes his eyes, visibly pleasured. “is this okay?”

you can barely nod your head, but you do, tears falling from your eyes from the stretch. you’re hyperventilating, struggling to breathe through your nose since his cock is basically in your esophagus. 

“if you let your boyfriend do this...” he grabs the sides of your face, pulling on your cheeks. “he’ll love you forever.”

and then he stands, pushing his cock further down your throat as he begins to thrust. your hands hold onto the hem of his shirt, pulling as he fucks your face. your thighs rub together, you’re so fucking turned on from this. 

“teeth,” he comments. you try to relax your jaw, opening as wide as you can to avoid grazing his cock to give him the most pleasurable experience possible.

because if he likes it, that means he’ll come back, right?

your eyes roll in your head as your nii-san pounds the back of your throat. you’re nearly losing consciousness but it’s so good... his groans are so hot and you’re cunny is soaking wet. you wished he would’ve fucked you, but this is second best, you suppose.

“i’m going to cum...” he pulls out, cock slapping against your face. “should i--”

“cum in my throat, nii-san!” your voice is hoarse and scratchy, a little distorted. “you can cum inside.”

his eyes darken and once again he’s pounding your mouth and you love every second of it. you look up at him, eyes streaming with tears and you try to smile on his dick. toshi watches, mouth open, moans falling from his mouth as he cums inside your throat. you try your best to swallow around his cock, milking him for all his worth. 

he pulls out, taking a step back and sitting down on his mattress. he breathes heavy, watching his cock soften.

“i love you, nii-san...” you rest your head on his thigh. 

his hand comes down to pet your head, running his thick fingers in your hair.

“maybe next time...” you look up at him. “you can teach me how to fuck.”

Captain to Captain, Ace to Ace, Mom to Mom. Progressively getting t i g h t e r

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: just read it. its a crack fic

Quirk: Not specified

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, crack, short fic alert

WC: 179

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“I really like you! Please accept my feelings” you said while bowing in front of him, chocolates held out for him to take

He stood still, “Who put you up to this?”

You raised yourself up, the hand holding chocolates falling to the side. “Kaminari” you sighed

He exhaled sharply and flicked your forehead, a yelp coming from you. “Why’d you do it?”

“Does this mean you reject my confession?” you pouted, facing away

He wrapped his arms around you from behind, “It’s not that, it’s just- you know we’re married, right?”

You sighed as you looked down at your ring, “Yeah...”

“So you don’t need to confess to me” 

You huffed pulling away from his embrace, “Just thought it’d be fun, but whatever” you said dejectedly, a hint of frustration in your voice as you stormed out of the room

Your husband sighed, “Baby,” he called for you to come back, “I love you!” he yelled

After your lack of response he tried again, louder this time, “Y/N!”

You refused to answer again, making him run after you, he growled, “Hey! Share some chocolate!”

HAPPY BRTHDAY DEKU MY LITTLE ALLMIGHT BOY

LOVE HIM I COMMAND YOU

I was gonna make a fic but I'm kinda busy rn sorry

Why does that make me cry?

Good Luck

Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Child! Reader (PLATONIC) | Drabble! Fluff & Angst | Swearing!

Synopsis: You give Shigaraki a gift and he cherishes it up until the end

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You’re four years old, nervously fiddling with something in your hands. Shigaraki watches you out of the corner of his eye, wondering what on earth has you so shy. Your steps are soft as you make your way over to him. You climb onto the couch sliding next to Shigaraki, something clenched in your fist.

“Um, Kuri said you were going on a super important mission tomorrow,” You mumble, “So I made you something, for good luck.”

And then you’re opening your fist, and offering him a bracelet. It’s the ugliest thing that Tomura has ever seen. The string is the nastiest shade of puke green and The beads are garish and neon in color, not at all good for any stealth missions. And the letters on the bracelet are meant to say ‘Good luck’ but the letters are misplaced and instead say, ‘godo lukc.’ And the little bead at the end of the message that is heart shaped? don’t even get Tomura started. 

He loves it. 

“You don’t have to wear it,” You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. 

“Fuck that,” Tomura grumbles, sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, “I’m never going to take this thing off,”

“You-you like it?” You ask, eyes wide and small smile turning the corners of your lips.

“Best fucking thing on the planet,” Shigaraki assures you.

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Tomura is gathering villains for his attack on UA. And he’s getting really fucking annoyed. All these stupid villains are way too loud, and their chatter is starting to fray on Tomuras thin rope of patience. God, so much chatter. Tomuras hands twitch. His eyes fall to the bracelet around his wrist, lips twitching up. Right, he’s going to keep calm and-

“What the fuck is that thing on your wrist?” One of the villains asks, face scrunched in disgust, “It’s fucking ugly,”

And the rope snaps. 

Tomura whirls on the man, eyes flashing. His voice is deadly as he asks, “What did you just say?” 

The villain flinches, stepping back, before regaining his confidence, “You heard me, only fucking pansies wear shit like that! You keep talking all this big game, but I bet you’re just a weakling,”

Anger swells in Tomura’s chest, hot and heavy. To insult something you made, and insult him as well? He claws at his neck in frustration, and his voice is strained as he says, “Kurogiri…”

The bartender turns his back, “I see nothing,” 

Shigaraki takes that as approval, and he hauls back and punches the man in the face. Tomura feels the satisfactory crunch of the mans nose as he breaks it. The gasp of the other villains fills Tomura with sick pride. As the villain staggers back Tomura kicks him in the gut, the force knocking him to the ground. Tomura bends over and grabs onto the mans face, fingertips digging painfully into his jaw. His pinky hovers dangerously close to the mans skin. 

“Say it again,” Tomura hisses, voice dripping in venom “Insult it again,”

The villain lets out a choked noise from the back of his throat, eyes wide with fear. Tomura smiles, the poison in his expression has a chill settling into the room that he hates. “Nothing to say? I thought I was a weakling?”

Tomura scoffs, and places his pinky on the mans face. And as the man withers away, Tomura only feels cold satisfaction. He snaps his eyes up to the rest of the recruited villains, they flinch back, “Do any of you have any comments?”

They shake their heads and there is a choking blanket of silence that falls over the room. A sick smile curves Tomuras lips. 

Maybe this thing really does have good luck properties after all. 

–Bonus–

Tomura is slumped against the wall. He lets out a weak cough, pain flares form his side, blood leaks from his lips. He reaches into his pocket, carefully removing an old bracelet. As soon as his eyes make contact with the worn thing, his lips curve into a smile. Most of the beads have fallen off, and on the other beads, the paint is completely chipped away. There’s knots all over the string from where Tomura has tied and retied the bracelet. As Tomura inhales his final breaths, he thinks of you. The way your face used to light up when he came home, the soft feeling of your pinky linked with his, and your bright smile. 

He misses your smile.

 It would be comforting to have you here now, instead of dying here, alone and sad. 

“Sorry,” He apologizes, even though he knows you won’t hear it. 

He closes his fist around the bracelet, tipping his head back, warm tears sliding down his cheeks. “I guess your good luck charm ran out today,”

I am so S H O O K

I’ve seen this theory before but never actually read the full thing and- I didn’t believe it before buT!!! i AM SO SHOOK i AM LEGIT CRYING. I have serious love for this man and it pains me to believe this but,,,,,,, we’ll just have to find out won’t we?

God I love him I hope this isn’t true

How Kirishima May Be the Traitor (Traitor Theory)

I wrote a post a while back speculating Kirishima’s past. While doing so, I noticed that it’s possible for Kirishima to be the traitor. Some of this is rehashing what I said when I speculated Kirishima’s past. Although, everything I’ll talk about are reasons or support for why or how Kirishima may be the traitor.

I know this opinion is not going to be a popular one. Some people have dismissed the idea of Kirishima being the traitor, especially after Kirishima’s character development during the Internship Arc. However, after skimming through the manga and after reading the most recent chapters, I actually think Kirishima is the one who’s most likely to be the traitor. I’m not saying he is the traitor, but there are signs pointing to Kirishima possibly being the traitor.

Even if Kirishima is the traitor, he is still probably a good guy, and if he worked for the villains, he meant well. He has always had good values. The series has made that clear. Unfortunately, someone may have convinced him back when he was around middle school-aged that the villains are on the side of good and the heroes are harming society. I’ll explain more about it later as I show some evidence.

As I mentioned in a previous post, Kirishima really empathizes with a villain.

Kirishima feels like he understands what the villain is going through and is even willing to tell the villain his backstory AFTER that same villain shot his senpai and put Kirishima and other civilians in danger. A part of that has to do with Kirishima being a really nice guy and another part has to do with Kirishima understanding the need to become stronger. However, Kirishima’s empathy feels too strong for just that. I think he understands the villain because Kirishima was once part of the villains too.

First of all, Kirishima was different before entering U.A.

He makes an appearance in the chapter three according to Horikoshi.

Even though Kirishima is supposed to be in chapter three, if you go through chapter three, you won’t find anyone with Kirishima’s familiar spiky hair. Instead, you find a black-haired individual who has hair that looks like Kirishima’s hair when it’s down and a Quirk that’s very similar to Kirishima’s.

For some odd reason, it looks like Kirishima suddenly changes his appearance before entering U.A. This isn’t the only evidence of Kirishima being a different person from when he was in middle school. In middle school, he also bought the same keyholder as Tokoyami, hinting that in middle school, he had similar, darker interests to Tokoyami.

Kirishima may have changed from a darker appearance to the heroic persona we know now. It’s possible that if he was part of the villains before entering U.A., he had this dark appearance back in middle school and then changes himself to blend in with the U.A. hero students. He’d be less suspicious if he looks and acts more like a hero. It’d make being a spy for the villains easier. He may have based his appearance on Crimson Riot.

Kirishima also really makes strong attempts to befriend Bakugou even though Bakugou doesn’t have a heroic personality.

Kirishima wants to befriend Bakugou despite his more villainous personality, even back when other classmates don’t like Bakugou because of his mean personality. Kirishima is a friendly guy and likes Bakugou’s “manly” behavior, but Kirishima may also understand and relate to Bakugou’s personality. Kirishima may have been around villains and understands their personalities, so Kirishima understands Bakugou pretty well and even relates to him since he was a villain himself. Bakugou’s personality also may have made Bakugou a candidate to becoming a villain himself. Kirishima may have gotten close to Bakugou so that he can recruit Bakugou into the League of Villains. Kirishima may have recommended Bakugou to the villains, and this may be one of the reasons the villains captured Bakugou at training camp.

During the months Kirishima spends at U.A., he may start to realize heroes aren’t the bad guys and that he wants to be a hero himself. He even grows to care for his classmates. Even so, Kirishima would still be on the villains’ side until Bakugou gets captured.

When he hears the villains are after Bakugou, he’s devastated. His reaction to Bakugou’s capture is really important. Even though he may have wanted Bakugou to be part of the League of Villains, he may not have thought the villains would capture Bakugou by force. This would cause Kirishima to finally acknowledge the villains are not the good guys, and he feels immense guilt about Bakugou’s capture.

Kirishima feels so much guilt, that he wants to rescue Bakugou.

It’s kind of odd how Kirishima really blames himself for Bakugou getting capture even though he’s supposedly the least involved with the actual capture. He isn’t with Midoriya and Todoroki when Bakugou gets captured. This whole thing isn’t his responsibility, yet Kirishima feels REALLY guilty about Bakugou getting captured.

Kirishima may have told the villains the location of the training camp by using his cellphone as a tracking device.

He brings his cellphone to training camp. Once at camp, during the night time, he may have helped the villains raid the camp.

On the night the villains attack, he’s one of the few students not shown sleeping.

One of the boys’ beds is empty, hinting that a boy is out and possibly helping the villains.

Later, Kirishima is notably more tired than almost everyone if not more tired than everyone. (That may be because of the remedial lessons though.)

Keep in mind, Kirishima is one of the few students not shown to fighting villains during the training camp raid or getting hurt by them. He was trapped in the main lodge with the rest of the remedials.

It would have been difficult for him to help the villains because he can’t leave the lodge. In the panels above, he wants to leave to stop the villains from capturing Bakugou.

If Kirishima helps the villains invade the training camp, then it would probably be the last time Kirishima helps the villains. He may have officially turned on them when he decides to rescue Bakugou. He possibly even stole night vision goggles from the villains in order to do so.

Kirishima is evasive when it comes to the origin of those night vision goggles. They probably came from somewhere Kirishima isn’t proud of. He won’t even quickly tell Midoriya about where he got the night vision goggles from and seems pretty guilty after Bakugou gives him back money for it. Kirishima overall looks suspicious when it comes to the night vision goggles.

Now, who would have convinced a good guy like Kirishima to be part of the villains? It would be someone close to Kirishima. My guess is it’s a relative. It may possibly be the rock villain from the League of Villains. 

And that villain looks similar to Kirishima during Red Riot Unbreakable.

Mangacap by @hizashi

Who is this villain who Kirishima may be close to? My guess is it’s someone who’s two years older than Kirishima, an older brother possibly.

mangacap by @hizashi

Neijire says Togata got rough with someone and caused that person to quit being a hero. That person caused a lot of problems later. When Neijire says this, the manga shows Kirishima up close twice, hinting that the person who Togata got too rough with may be someone Kirishima knows. I’m guessing the kid who quit is a classmate or someone who’s around Togata’s age. That person may be the rock villain mentioned before. If that person became a villain because of Togata, then he possibly has a huge grudge against heroes and thinks they are harmful to society. If he’s close to Kirishima, he possibly helped turn Kirishima into a villain and encourage Kirishima to work with villains like him. If someone close to Kirishima was hurt by the heroes and tried convincing Kirishima to join the villains, Kirishima would be likely to join the villains to fight against the heroes who he thinks is harming society, especially if the person who was hurt by the heroes is his brother or some other close relative. Kirishima would have been in middle school if he joined the villains. That is such a young and impressionable age. He could have meant well and was trying to help make society a better place by joining the villains because those around him told him so. The villains possibly convinced him that the heroes were pushing the poor criminals down and holding society back. Kirishima, unlike Bakugou, is easy to inspire and vulnerable to misdirection. It would be easy for villains to convince him he’s doing the right thing. 

It’s actually sad to think about. I can imagine a sweet and innocent middle school-aged Kirishima working for the villains because he thinks the villains are helping people and the heroes are the bad guys. Later, after being at U.A. for while, he discovers the heroes are actually the good guys and he wants to be a hero. He would have then realized, as the traitor, he put his classmates in danger multiple times and caused Bakugou to get captured. The guilt he would feel from that would be soul crushing.  Bakugou feels guilty about All Might losing his powers. Think about Kirishima would feel after all that.  

This is my best attempt at making a traitor theory. It’s definitely possible that Kirishima isn’t the traitor. I don’t want him to be the traitor, but I don’t think it’s impossible like some people are making it seem. 

Denki Kaminari x Reader

Summary: Each course has a dance to get to know they upper and underclassmen and Kaminari can’t seem to get a dance with anyone

A/N: I know it’s not time for any school dances but I just had this idea and wanted to do it

Quirk: Not specified

Genre/Warnings: fluff, sad Denki, cursing, (art not mine)

WC: 1,490

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The dance was tonight and Kaminari was running out of time to find a date. Well, technically he couldn’t bring anyone from out of school (not that he knows anyone who would be willing to go with him) and he already asked all his girls classmates and all the girls in Class 1B and got rejected by all of them. 

“But asking again sound promising, doesn’t it?” he tried

Sero shook his head at his friend’s lack of charm, “Nah dude, just don’t, it’ll be even more pathetic”

“Okay, ouch” 

“It’s true though, who would wanna go out with you?” Kirishima then realized how rude he was when Bakugou snorted, “Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean it like that”

“That’s fucking hilarious, he’s right though, no one likes you” Bakugou said harshly

Kaminari slumped his back and pouted, taking in the weight of his friend’s words. He should just give up, no one has yet to fall for him and judging how even his new classmates acted, no one will. He figured he should just wait for the dance and try to get one if he’s lucky. 

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The dance has been terrible so far. He hasn’t acquired a single dance while his friends either had a date or was asked to dance, one of them (Bakugou, obviously), refusing each girl who asked. Kaminari thought they were so lucky as he was rejected by yet another girl. 

He trudged back to his snickering friends, feeling defeated, “So no one said yes, huh?” Bakugou mocked, taking a bite of another slice of pizza.

“Nope” he sighed

“Maybe you could ask someone to introduce you to someone. I was talking to Amajiki-senpai and Nejire-senpai came and asked me to dance” Kirishima suggested

‘He didn’t even introduce you, she’s the one who asked’ Kaminari thought, “No thanks” he said, a sad tone to his voice. His friends didn’t notice at all though as their attention was turned to Bakugou, who was saying no to another girl who asked. Sero had also left, going with Mina who wanted to make some guy jealous.

He huffed, grabbing a cupcake and walking away, planning to eat his disappointment. Just as he was about to take a bite, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He pulled the cupcake away from his lips and turned around to meet the pretty E/C eyes. He froze up at the presence of a girl he’d never seen before.

You tilted your head the the side, curled/straightened hair falling to the side the slightest bit, “Hey there, sorry to bother you but you got the last of the (favorite flavor) cupcakes and I wanted to see if I could finesse it out of your strong hands” you said, with a flirty tone to hopefully get the cupcake.

“No, no, have it” he said dejectedly, not even trying to ask for a dance at this point as to not get embarrassed by the most beautiful girl he’s seen.

You pouted and took the cupcake, “What’s wrong? Lemme guess, you’re the guy those three guys have been laughing at” you chuckled, not expecting his answer

He looked at the direction your thumb was pointing, Bakugou, Kirishima, and Sero, who was back from dancing with someone, “Yeah, that’s me”

Your eyes went wide, “Oh really? I’m sorry I didn’t think it was actually you” your lips tightened to a line, “Wanna talk about it?” 

His eyes snapped up to look at you, were you serious? “Oh, are you sure?”

“Yeah, totally. Let’s go split this cupcake then dance” you offered

“Yes! Yeah, yeah, okay” he beamed at the fact that this girl asked him to dance. You lead him to the other side of the dance floor, near a wall that had almost no people near. You unwrapped part of the cupcake, putting it to him, “Here, have the first bite. I can’t actually half this so let’s share it this way”

He went red at sharing a pastry with a girl. It was technically indirect kissing. He shook his head, “You have the first bite” he insisted. It was your favorite flavor, so you shrugged and took the first bite. 

“So, why are they laughing at you?” you asked experimentally, testing the waters in case they were bullies or something. 

“They’re my friends, they’re just teasing me ‘cuz I’m too flirty to get a date or a dance with anyone” he said, shoulders slumped

“You seem like a nice guy to me” You commented as he used his thumb to wipe some frosting off the corner of your mouth, you blushing a little as you thanked him.

“Just ‘cuz I gave up trying to ask girls out” 

“Well, here, let’s prove ‘em wrong” you said

“Huh?”

“Let’s go over there, in front of them, let me feed you this cupcake while we sway to the slow song” 

He finally let out a smile, he was actually very cute when he doesn’t look as bummed out, you noticed. “That’s great!”

You smiled back and nodded, the both of you agreeing to enact the plan once a slow song starts “I’m Y/N L/N by the way”

“Denki Kaminari.” As if right on cue, one finally started, couples on the dance floor switching to swaying and his friend sitting it out. You looked to him and held your hand out, “May I have this dance?” you said with an accent. He laughed, damn his laugh was cute, and took your hand, leading you to the dance floor right in front of his friends.

You wrapped an arm around him, the other holding the cupcake, and he wrapped his arms around your wast, admiring the soft fabric of your dress. You saw him smirk at his friends’, you assumed, surprised faces. 

You pushed it even further and held the cupcake to his mouth as he took a bite, you purposefully smearing it on the corner of his lip. He went to lick it when you whispered, “No, don’t. I wanna kiss it off” you said “If that’s all right” you added

He nodded and you leaned in, taking the rogue frosting in your lips and slightly poking your tongue out to lick it clean. You failed to notice his red cheeks through the colored lighting. You took a bite yourself, actually wanting to enjoy it. 

After you both took alternate bites and finished the pastry, you went to throw it away. Bringing Kaminari with you, you giggled with him when he described his friends’ faces. “Okay, so now you’re gonna ask me out on a date and ask for my number when I walk you back so they can hear you... and maybe we can actually go out” you suggested, unsure

He froze up and turned red “Uhh sure! Let’s go?” he finally replied, stuttering, after the initial shock went away that a girl asked him out. You put your hand around his elbow and walked him back to the table with his friends there, gaping at you, who was still with him. He turned to you before you could reach them though and asked loud enough, “Oh yeah can I have your number? We could go out to lunch if you want”

You smiled at him and took his phone, entering your number, “Sure, lunch sounds great! You can text me the details and I’ll meet you tomorrow” you said, since it was a Saturday the next day. He smiled as you said your goodbyes, winking at him on your way back to the group of friend you came with.

He sat down next to his friends near the snack table who looked at him funny. Then the questions came rolling in, “How did you score a girl like that?”

“She’s that cute second-year who’s top of her class!”

“Damn, I didn’t think you would even get a chance with anyone”

“I saw her a while ago, she kept saying no to anyone who would dance with her!”

He quieted them down when he leaned in tho tell them something, “She’s the one who asked me” he said as a matter of fact-ly

They were shell-shocked, none of them thought he was charming enough or looked good enough for someone to have interest in him. They finally gave him a sarcastic apology when he jokingly asked for it, saying that they were wrong that he couldn’t get a girl and boasting about how they were all probably jealous that is was a popular second-year even. 

Even if it was all planned out, he couldn’t deny his real attraction to you, it was different than what he feels for other pretty girls, you were genuinely beautiful, inside and out. You, on the other hand, felt the same, even if you just helped him one up his friends you had to admit you enjoyed his company, and even missed it when you left, but excited you would see him the next day on an actual, official, date.

Hitoshi Shinsou x Neko?Reader

Summary: Shinsou’s crush is tricked into eating something that turns her into a half-cat half-human

A/N: If you know where I got this idea and picture, we have to talk. So I was supposed to post this 2 days ago and I thought I did but I found it on my drafts and checked my acc and it wasn’t posted

Qurik: Not specified

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing, lack of Bakugou

WC: 1,346

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It was a Wednesday when the group started scheming. The Bakusquad had been trying to help you and Shinsou get together, as pushy supportive friends do. You weren’t really part of their squad, you hung out with the casually and did so with the Dekusquad, and with everyone else. You were more of a social butterfly, spending time with anyone you felt like. 

Which is why you befriended Shinsou. You lost your way one day looking for the teacher’s lounge to give papers to your advisor, Aizawa. You went to the first person seemingly heading to the same direction as you and asked them for help. He was the guy. He questioned you if you knew who he was, assuming you knew he had a brainwash quirk. You said no, you were to busy preparing for your battle to watch his and Deku’s. 

You and he got close, everyone cheered him on but no one could lie that they were completely comfortable with him, and he could tell. You, on the other hand and quite a few people in Class A, were not afraid of him whatsoever. 

Even so, you were the kindest person he met. You would actually go out of your way to find him to eat lunch together, you would invite him to hangouts, often you being the one he stays with a lot during those. You were also pretty. Very pretty. You had received confessions before from other guys but turned them down. You were holding out for someone, you didn’t know who, but it was fairly obvious to everyone all around.

Everyone could tell you were in love with Shinsou, except for you and him, obviously, and they made it their mission to get you two together. You didn’t know why you were in love with him, I mean, you didn’t know you were in love with him, but still. Maybe it was his kindness towards you, reflecting yours to him, or maybe it was the general way he treated you. His comfort when you’re going through a rough time, or how much he radiated safety, you loved to be around him. You also trusted him with your life, he has never used his quirk on you without permission and when he did it was always jokingly to steal your snacks. It was never a big deal. 

He loved you for the same things. You were one of the first people he met who trusted them fully. You two got along really well, only having fights when t’s about each others health or grades. You two were protective of each other as well, he often got jealous of all the men confessing to you and you would scold him if he slept too late. He found it endearing because it showed how much you cared for him.

Anyway, this Wednesday your friends were plotting a scheme. There was a new product being sold in a bakery exclusive to Musutafu, it was a quirk-infused cookie that could temporarily make you part-human, part-animal. It came with a wavier that you have to sign and it would last 12 hours. There are cookies to make you part dog, cat, bunny, and even panda. It was also pretty expensive, it cost the same as a pack of cookies but instead it was only a small square cookie. 

Yaoyorozu was the one who bought it as a favor to Ashido and she and Kirishima planned it and asked the group to go along with the plan. They explained that they would invite you on a hangout and you would obviously bring Shinsou with you and they would make an excuse for you to eat the cookie and you would turn into a cat. 

“Wait why a cat?” Kaminari asked

“CUZ! Shinsou likes cats and we’ll force him to take care of Y/N” Ashido explained

“How do you know he likes cats?” Kaminari asked, not paying attention to anything

“Y/N talks about him all the time” Yaoyorozu sighed, “Anyway, this should be enough for a cookie” she said, handing them bills from her wallet

They all thanked her with a promise of telling her how it goes before leaving and perfecting their plan.

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Saturday eventually rolled around, you got Shinsou to join you and the group and you all were on a train to wherever the next stop is. You sat next to Shinsou, him not as familiar with this group of people as he is with Midoriya’s. He looked over your shoulder as you scrolled through Twitter, looking at the shit that was on your feed. You both snickered whenever you saw something funny, only fueling the determination your group had to set you two up.

The train stopped moving at one point and both of you had gotten up. You held his wrist, not to letting him stray away as he did once before, and guided him to the exit. You all left the train station and went to the closest cluster of food stalls and vendors, hoping to find food and stuff to look at or even waste money on. 

You and Shinsou walked together ahead due to your constant pulling. You went to every stall, guided by the smell, and looked at other cute stuff to buy, dragging Shinsou along with you. The group behind you went to enact the scheme, knowing how Shinsou’s eyes were glued to you as you moved about, cheerful and full of energy contradicting the tired demeanor you held toward the end of the weekdays. He looked at you with so much adoration his eyes could turn into hearts. 

When you had the idea to go look for a restaurant to have lunch in, you had lead the group to a space with less people, stopping at the front of a sushi place. Ashido had pulled the cookie wrapped in plastic out of her bag, before jogging lightly to catch up to you. 

“Hey Y/N, I saw this as a free sample and I thought you missed it, do you want it?” she asked

She knew you loved getting free samples, because of course you do. You thanked her and unwrapped the cute cookie. It was a small square with a cute cat design on it. You immediately stuffed it in your mouth, wondering why the group was just standing around. The cookie tasted strange, it was sweet like a normal sugar cookie with the royal frosting on top but there was an underlying bitter and somewhat fishy taste.

Before you could ask you felt something weird, you felt your ears shift and you’re hearing had sharpened, your vision had changed too, it was weird. Some shadows had become lighter, as if they weren’t there, and reds looked more like greens as purples had dulled to blues. An unknown weight was felt in your lower back as you felt something on your body. Nothing was on your legs or arms so you didn’t know where your new limb was. 

You were gonna ask what the hell they gave you before your hands started to tingle. Your wide eyes went to your hands, they had fur all over and contorted to be smaller and... cuter. They were paws. Oh shit. Finally you felt the same tingling sensation on each side above your lips, knowing that these were probably whiskers.

“THE FUCK” you exclaimed

Your group was all excited though, “Woah, it worked!” and “I haven’t seen that” was tossed around

Your eyes went to Shinsou’s, who was also as shocked as you were, “Did you know about this?” 

“No, what the hell happened to you?”

“She turned into a cat!” Ashido said excitedly

“The fuck did you give me?” you said in a normal volume not liking the loud sound

“It was a cookie that made you into a cat-person! It lasts 12 hours!” Sero explained

“12 hours? I’m screwed” you said

“Oh yeah and you should start acting like a cat soon too” Kaminari added

You exhaled exasperatedly and looked at them with tired but mad eyes, “Ugh let’s just eat our lunch before any of that happens” 

You walked inside and got a booth next to the window, you sat next to Shinsou a little closer than needed with a gap that separated you and Kaminari. Shinsou sat next to the window, the quietest option available, with Ashido in front of him, Sero, Kirishima and Bakugou next to her in that order. 

Your sense of smell had actually gotten stronger and you could sniff out the scent of Shinsou’s cologne, which is probably why you sat so close to him. He didn’t complain though, he was enjoying the lack of space between you two, deciding to not let the opportunity slide, he just let it happen. He loved being this close to you anyway, he liked seeing the twitch of your nose and the small smile that played on your lips. 

The moment was cut short by the waiter coming to take your order, Shinsou was too busy staring at you and you were too busy sniffing him (not in a weird way), so you had just fumbled and ordered the first item you saw on the menu. It was salmon sashimi, nothing you hadn’t tasted before so you wouldn’t have to worry about not liking it. Shinsou ordered the same thing, slightly panicked and unprepared.

You had turned to Shinsou, talking about the stupid things these guys do including turning you into a neko. He had, in turn, complimented the soft paws, admitting they were cure and pressing lightly on the soft pads that had triggered the claws and caused them to pop up. You did admit it was kinda cool, you could hear better and your senses were hightened. In exchange the color’s were a little weird and your pants had to be pushed down to let the tail out.

The light chatter continued until the food came and only then did you realize the problem. You tried to pick up your chopsticks but it took both of your paws to keep them from falling, and even so, you couldn’t manipulate it to pick up food. Everyone had noticed but no one wanted to help you, “Hey can someone help?” you asked, annoyed

Everyone just looked down at their food and at each other, making it known that they were ignoring you. You huffed, trying again to pick up the pair of chopsticks, but before one could fall from your paws Shinsou had gotten them from you, using their to bring a piece of salmon to you lips. You muttered a ‘thank you’ as someone finally decided to help and let him feed you, taking the piece into your mouth. 

He placed your chopsticks down using his own to eat his food. It wasn’t until you had asked him to feed you again did he comply, putting a piece to your mouth, not noticing how Ashido had snapped a picture of you. 

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You and your group were back on the train, it was almost empty except for the seven of you. The time spent on the outing had been cut short due to your angered demand to go back to the dorms. You sat next to Shinsou, the rest of the group across from you because you were mad at them. You had latched onto his arm all day out of instinct and you enjoyed it, tail going side to side, despite being infuriated with you other friends.

He kept touching your whiskers curiously, coming back to tickle them even as you swatted his hands away. Your nose twitched in annoyance as his fingertips came in contact with the sensitive whiskers again, you sighed, “Stop” you whined. 

“I thought you liked that,” he said, confused, “I’m tryng to cheer you up ‘cuz you’ve been grumpy”

“It tickles then it becomes itchy,” you explained, leaning your head on him and rubbing against it, both a comforting feeling and a slightly possessive one, as you felt the need to mark him with your scent

“Hmm,” he put a finger on hid chin, thinking of how to turn your upset mood around, “lie down”

You didn’t know why he would ask this off you, but still you complied. You lay your head on his lap, hyper aware of your friends’ eyes on you but paying no mind to it nonetheless. Shinsou held an obnoxiously long hoodie string over your head, you squinting for a second before getting the urge to disturb its still state.

You hit it with your paw making it swing. The momentum was too steady and slow for you so you hit it again, and again, and again, not letting it return to its resting form. Shinsou eyes you, pupils like thin slits as you glared at the string, toying with it adorably. The others watched bemusedly at your battle with the long hoodie string and this time, you couldn’t notice them at all.

It wasn’t until you heard Shinsou’s chuckle did your attention turn away from the dangling target. You looked at him, bewildered at your own actions. You then realized you were acting like a cat, your attitude and urges similar to theirs. You sat back up, glaring at the floor, “Damn, I am a cat now.” You looked back at your friends “How long did you say this lasts?”

“Twelve hours” Shinsou replied from beside you. 

You groaned, “Is there something else I can eat to reverse this?”

Ashido looked slightly guilty, she thought you would enjoy this more and to think she made you upset made her upset. “Why do you hate t anyway? It’s not thta bad. It’s actually pretty cute” she chirped, “other than the fact you’re more territorial now”

“Am not!” you snapped

“Yes you are! You won’t let anyone get near Shinsou!” Kaminari objected

“That is not true!” you said back

Ashido sauntered over to you and Shinsou “If it’s not then you wouldn’t mind if I claim this, would you” she tilted Shinsou’s head up and leaned in close

“What are you doing?” Shinsou whispered, a scowl on his face

You looked at them, mortified. Ashido noticed the change in your expression and her eyes widened. With her reflexes, she instantly moved back to doge your claws, barely, as you were able to slice of a few strands of hair. Your growling had effectively made her back off as you straddled Shinsou’s lap, closing your eyes with a slight frown and crashed your lips onto his. 

Ignoring his yelp as you pulled him closer, kissing him harder. He eventually wrapped his arms around you as you grinned at your new claim. Once you pulled away you buried your face in the crook of his neck, rubbing your scent glands around his, making a silent promise, ‘You’re mine’

hol up-

Osamu’s shop is called Onigiri Miya.

Another word for Onigiri is Omusubi.

So in a way, you can call his shop Omusubi Miya.

Meanwhile, Atsumu’s team is called MSBY Black Jackals.

In Japanese, MSBY is pronounced Musubi.

So you have: Omusubi Miya and Musubi Miya.

Musubi means to connect. So no matter which paths of life they take, whether they choose food or sport, the Miya twins are and will always be connected to one another.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINSOU

Im finishing up a Shinsou fic that I'm gonna post tomorrow

this is so nice 😭, its tru doe, things do get better

Still Remember

Pairing: Tenya Iida x Reader, Hinted Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Genre: Angst, Angst to Fluff?, Healing

Summary: You still remember how it all happened.

A/N: Hey guys! This is for my MHA & Readers discord server collab! Hope you enjoy, the prompt was rejection;-;

Masterlist for the works coming out tomorrow!

You still remember how cold it was that evening.

The way your breath made visible as little white puffs, or how the frost clung to the sides of the dorm building. You weren’t wearing the proper jacket to be out in this kind of cold, yet here you were, facing harsh winds instead of being snuggled into your cotton sheets. 

You still remember the scolding he gave you.

The way he pursed his lips at the poor excuses that flew from your mouth, how he scolded you for not taking better care of yourself. He brought his hand up, palm open as he lightly tapped your head, faking a chop with a chuckle leaving his lips at your embarrassed expression. He shrugged his sweater off, and you did all you could to fight him on it, but the words failed you as soon as you saw his smile.

You still remember how the polyester felt upon your skin.

The way it engulfed your frame was comforting, the warmth instantly thawing your frozen features. His smell lingered on the fabric, filling your senses, and instantly soothing all of your worries. Iida had grabbed your wrist gently, rolling up the pooling sleeves so they rested above your hands. You blamed the cold for the roses that bloomed along your face.

You still remember how that was the past and how the past meant nothing. 

That one moment had taken over your mind, thoughts on a constant loop as you laid awake. Even when asleep, your dreams were taken over by soft smiles and warm zip-up sweaters. However, no matter how much it had meant to you, you were sure it was nothing more than a kind gesture to him. 

You still remember every day after.

Iida wasn’t a touchy person, so the little things he did made an impact on you. The way opened your doors, the way he spoke to you with a smile, the way he took it upon himself to make sure you were taken care of, the lingering touches and caring stares had to have meant something to him. It couldn’t have just been a kind gesture, there had to have more meaning behind it.  Right?

You still remember the day you confided to someone about your feelings.

Bringing your crush up to Mina was probably not the best idea, not with the way she schemed. Yet you had to get it off your chest, the dam was threatening to burst at any moment you feared, and you’d rather spill the news on your terms rather than through word vomit. She helped you through it all, pushing you in the right direction to get it off your chest and out into the open. Which was what planned to do, the longing glances and minimal conversations weren’t cutting it anymore. You wanted the late-night talks about everything and anything, the company you could provide each other, the warmth of his sweater again.

You still remember the day you decided to risk it all.

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Whoopsie my hand slipped and I wrote one

Wouldn't mind being spiroasted by tanaka and Noya.....

fat fucking mood

Nishinoya x Reader x Tanaka

Or Tanaka x Reader x Nishinoya

Summary: A study session with the boys goes south after they caught up with your plan

Genre/Warnings: Smut, nsfw, spitroasting, ass play (female receiving), blowjob, slight edging, slight spanking, slight degradation, senpai kink, reader going commando, clothed sex Tanaka and Noya are 2nd years cuz they always will be in my heart

WC: 2,170

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Okay, okay, it’s fine. Everything is fine. It’s not like the two hottest guys in the volleyball club just asked you to a date. No they didn’t. They asked you to a study session. Completely innocent.

Well, it’s supposed to be. Technically, it is, just not in your mind. Your mind is chock-full of fantasies with these two. Separate and together. Which does not help your case. 

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You were a first year and earlier today, a couple of second years had asked to study with you. Noya and Tanaka were originally going to study with Ennoshita, and the others, but he decided that the test was too important and didn’t want the chaos that came with the pair. Noya and Tanaka then came to you, asking for your help.

“Why me?” you asked in disbelief, eyes focused on the two males in front of you and not at the other teens staring while walking by

Tears streaming comically down their face, they pressed their palms together, “Please! The third years have their own test and you’re the other smartest person we know!” Tanaka cried

You blushed at the compliment, nearly giving in. 

“Why not just ask from other 2nd years?” you tried

“You study advanced lessons so you’ll be fine. Just, please do it!” Noya pleaded

You soon noticed teachers peeking their heads out, trying to see what the ruckus is about. You hastily turned back to the teens crying out for help. You tried to stop them from crying so you wouldn’t get in trouble.

“Okay, okay! I’ll help!” you said, “Now shhh, we’re gonna get in trouble” you shushed them. 

“THANK YOU” they yelled, both tackling you in a bone crushing hug. Your face flushed, realizing what you got yourself into. You agreed to help two hot guys study. And now you were pressed to their chests in between them. If you really focused, you know you could feel the trace of their muscles that they got from playing volleyball all day.

Just before you could get a nosebleed they pulled away, saying their byes and speeding off to the second year building. You tried to get the warmth out of your cheeks, distracting yourself from the quick flashes of past fantasies in your vision. 

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As of right now, you were figuring out what to wear before heading out to Tanaka’s house. Your chin between your index finger and thumb you stared at the mirror, you boldly wore a white button up blouse and a short black skirt that could pass as your school uniform but wasn’t as you didn’t wanna risk anything happening to it. You don’t know what lead to this decision, but it was probably the thought of a certain something that could possibly happen that night. 

You looked at yourself, was it too bold? They probably didn’t even like you like that. You sighed, noticing the time, it was almost time to leave. You asked them beforehand how long it will take and they replied, ‘as long as it takes’ so you went ahead and told your parents you might be spending the night. 

You figured it would be all or nothing so you unbuttoned and took off your bra. You pulled off your panties and for extra boldness, lubed up and put in a buttplug your parents didn’t know you had because they never questioned your orders. The base of it had a shiny orange jewel on it, hopefully catching their attention. It was rarely ever used, but seeing as this was a special occasion, you slipped in on with little struggle.

It was messed up you knew it, the slight discomfort of the thing inside you reminded you, but if you think about it, it could be fun. At the same time, though, now you just have to hope you don’t get this skirt wet. 

You checked the time, “Ah, shit” you rushed out of the house

The walk there was chilly, so you were glad when you stepped into his warm home. You were greeted by a blushing Tanaka, him telling you that his sister wasn’t home and that it was only you three there to study. This statement just made you think dirty thoughts and that you tried so hard to dismiss.

You reached what you assumed to be a study room. There was a low table with pillows you could sit on and posters up on the wall that featured girls, one of which was in her bathing suit. Nishinoya was gathering his notes and his books on the table and greeted you without looking at you, focused on organizing what would soon turn messy. 

You put down your backpack full of books and sat down across him, Tanaka sitting beside you. It was when you brought out notebooks when Noya saw you. You pretended not to notice the way he stared at your bust and you were almost certain he could make out the trace of you nipples. 

Nishinoya and Tanaka gave each other a look of agreement not to mention anything to you for the time being, though being worried you might notice Nishinoya’s semi-hard. You then started to go over the material they had to study, pointing out topics from yours and their books. Every time you would look down the boys too the opportunity to glance at your chest and every time you would put your hands in your lap, your arms would slightly press them together.

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“Alrighty, Imma go to the bathroom” you said after covering a section of the book. Tanaka gave you instructions on where to fins the bathroom and you stood up to go there. You didn’t notice that the moment you stood up, Tanaka got a glimpse of the shiny jewel and your bare ass, he could’ve sworn his nose dripped with blood right then and there. 

While walking out of the room Nishinoya also looked up to see it more clearly, there was something in your ass! He flushed red at the revelation you not only had no underwear, but a toy in you as well.

The moment you closed the door, they looked at each other’s red faces. They both also had hard ons that they couldn’t cover up anymore. “Hey did you see that!?” Tanaka whisper-yelled

“Yeah she had a plug in her!” Nishinoya replied

“Yeah and she has no panties! I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have a bra”

Nishinoya playfully closed his eyes and shook his head, “Who would’ve thought our little kouhai was so naughty” he huffed

Tanaka soon copied the other’s stance, “I know right? Guess we have to teach her a lesson” he smirked

Soon enough you walked back to the room, only to find Tanaka sitting in your place. You didn’t mean to be rude but you didn’t think you would change seats on anything. “Uhm, Tanaka, I sit there”

“Yes, you do” Tanaka said, not glancing at Nishinoya who was looking up your skirt

You gave him a confused look, “Could you move, please?”

“Nah, just sit here, on my lap” he motioned for you to come over. Nishinoya started snickering as you nervously made your way to him. Would he feel the pug? Will he be able to tell that you don’t have panties on? 

You didn’t really have any choice other than to do as you’re told. You sat yourself on his lap, face red and flustered. Both boys smirked and Tanaka snaked his arms around your waist. You felt something hard poke against the plug, pushing it in the slightest bit. 

You yelped as Tanaka pulled you closer, applying more pressure as you tried not to moan. “Hm, what’s this, Noya? She’s got something in here. Y/N, will you let us see? What if it’s bad” he said in a fake, babying voice as his fingers found the hem of your skirt.

“Yeah, you are wearing shorts under there right? It should be fine” Noya scooted towards you 

“Exactly” Tanaka agreed

“Wait-” before you could continue, Tanaka had flipped your skirt up, exposing your bare womanhood.

Both boys couldn’t take their eyes off it and you were trying to cover yourself back up but Tanaka had held both of your hands in place. He dipped his finger in between your folds, collecting the wetness of your arousal. “Look, Noya, she likes it, guess theres nothing wrong here” 

Nishinoya nodded in agreement before going to fondle your breasts. You squirmed at the feeling. He groped you through your blouse, one hand with two fingers twistng your hardened nipple, and his hot, wet, mouth rolling the other nipple between his teeth. He hadn’t taken your blouse off and the feeling along with the roughness from the fabric, had you whimpering and moaning, “Ahh, Senpai”

They both stopped for a split second, your words going straight to their growing dicks. Nishinoya groaned at what he herd and pulling away, palming himself through his shorts before going in and connecting his lips with yours. He was able to swallow the moan you let out as Tanaka slipped a finger in you, curling and uncurling it. A second digit was pushed in, him reaching the spot that made you jerk forward, successfully grinding onto him. He continued to press that spot, drawing in more moans from you as Nishinoya had taken his hand to circle his fingers against you clit. 

You were mewling in delight, getting closer and closer to the edge. “I’m cumming-” but before you could get pushed over the edge, both their fingers had stopped moving, Tanaka pulling his out. 

You let out a needy whine, questioning why they would do that. They both shrugged and Tanaka lifted you up to pull down his shorts and boxers, letting his length spring free. You ground up on it, sliding your wetness onto his member while Noya unbuttoned and took off your bluse. He groaned,”What do you want, baby?” 

“Please, Senpai, I want you in me” you shamelessly begged, wanting your fantasy fulfilled. He complied, lifting you up to slide you onto his member. Your walls sucked him in, warm and wet as you gave the impression of this being your first time. You let out a whimper at the newfound stretch as he let you adjust. He didn’t want to hurt you so he didn’t start thrusting immediately, but it didn’t stop him from bucking his hips to rut into you. 

You gave him a sign, telling him it was okay to move. He gave you an experimental thrust, surprised at the loud moan you gave. He started moving you up and down, allowing you to ride him as you leaned back and moaned in bliss. Tanaka caught a glimpse of Nishinoya having to use his hands to get off of his best friend fucking a cute girl. He stopped momentarily and pushed you down, forcing your hands onto Nishinoya’s thighs. 

“Y/N, seems like you’re Senpai needs some help, would you be a good little kouhai and help him with it?” 

You nodded eagerly and got to work, using your hands to jerk him off as you licked the precum leaking out of the slit. He groaned and carded his hands through your hair as you took his tip in your mouth and pushed yourself down on him. You bobbed your head up in down while having Tanaka thrusting into you from behind. You moaned around him, sending shivers down his spine as he groaned at the feeling. 

He then decided he couldn’t take it anymore and his bucking hips came to thrust into your mouth. You moaned at the thought of him using you to pleasure himself, his thrusting at the same pace as Tanaka’s. You body was soon going back and forth, them not letting you feel empty whatsoever. 

Tanaka had toyed with the bejeweled plug in you and pulled it out, replacing it with his thumb. You moaned loudly onto Nishinoya as the man behind you moved his thumb in and out. He gave a spank to your rounded ass, rubbing the reddening skin.

“You like this, don’t you? You like being your Senpais’ cocklut, huh?” he gave you another spank that had you tightening around him. He smacked your ass one last time, moving his hand down to put pressure on your puffy clit. 

You mewled as you felt your high coming. You sucked Nishinoya like a straw, tongue circling the tip as you felt him twitch in your mouth. Both men groaning and panting as they thrusted into you. 

You let out more moans, one after the other, signaling your need to release. Tanaka could feel you tighten around him, causing him to mumblr curses under his breath. 

“You gonna cum? Is our little Kouhai gonna cum around my cock?” he taunted and you let out a muffled ‘mhm’. He gave you another spank as you started to get dizzy with all the stimulation. “What to you think Noya? Should we let her cum?” he asked his friend

“Yeah, I’m just about to too” he replied, still thrusting up to your mouth

“Same here. Go, cum around me, you cockslut” he ordered and you couldn’t be happier to comply. You moaned at the feeling of finally being able to release and Nishinoya filling your mouth with his seed, keeping your head in place as he finished. Tanaka groaned at the feeling of your pussy and soon released inside you with a grunt. You swallowed what was in your mouth and opened it, showing Noya your empty cavern. Tanaka pulled out and watched your mixed juices flow down to your thigh. He sure came a lot. 

You were worn out and collapsed onto the floor. You felt someone, you assumed Tanaka, lift you up in his arms and carry you to his bedroom. Nishinoya followed suit and walked with Tanaka to make sure you were okay.

You slowly opened your eyes just enough to see them and asked, “Does this mean anything?”

The two males looked puzzled and thought about it, it seemed as though they didn’t know themselves. “It can mean something if you want it to. I want it to, if that helps” Nishinoya declared

“Same here, I’m pretty sure Kiyoko won’t notice us like our little Kouhai here” Tanaka agreed

“Oh okay.” you said, so were you dating both of them now?

“Oh wait dude, what about the test tomorrow?” NIshinoya asked as Tanaka set you down on his bed.

“I’m pretty worn out now so I’l just study the rest at lunch time tomorrow” Tanaka said as he and Nishinoya joined you in the bed

“Well if you two pass there’s gonna be a reward” you said sleepily before yawning and dozing off in the arms of the two second years. 

They both were determined to score perfectly the next day.

A mini rant

I wanna write for these characters so bad from these animes but I have to motivation to write lol. The ppl of Kekkai Sensen are so great, especially Zed, he’s so underrated. Imma probs do that if I feel like it, and the people of Shokugeki no Soma and Free! but my hands wont type smh.

Dabi: *reading his book aloud to annoy everyone*

You: *walks in the room*

Dabi: *reading* "...I'll kill you"

You: Not if I kill myself first

Dabi: ...

Dabi: Y/N no

Ahh okay. I didn't know that. Thatnks for an explanation! You're right. Its fucked up. Imma just adjust myOCs and make the lips plump and not like this.

Hey jsyk it’s 2018 and if you’re still drawing characters with big lips like THIS, even if they’re pale/not black, it’s fucking racist. Stop doing it.

No excuses. “It’s a stylistic choice!” It’s a RACIST stylistic choice.

“Idk how else to draw big lips!” That’s because you relied on racist caricatures and are a bad artist. Teach yourself. Learn. If you’re not willing to do that, then you are a bad, racist artist.

“But it’s part of the character design!” Yeah, and it’s racist. If it’s your OC, then change it. If it’s not your OC, make the right choice and draw them with normal looking bigger lips instead of this racist monstrosity.

And if this post makes you uncomfortable because it’s calling you out for stuff you’ve done, good. Fix it. Own up to it. Grow.

If you see this and you’re first thought is to defend this: you are racist. You are part of the problem. Congrats. Now work on yourself and unlearn that.