Hiiii! I'm new here and probably will write a bunch of MHA (for now) fanfics and stuff. SFW+NSFW probably a bit of ANGST (idk) about characters that make me faint! And also some that I find underrated that i am the biggest simp for, like #justiceforunderratedcharacters! I'd love interacting w/ people so if you have requests I'll try my best to make your wish come true but I'm here to have fun. I don't have posting schedules I post when I want to, ASKS ARE OPEN but might take time.
࿐ part one of incubus week! eijirou is up first! kenma’s will probably be out later in the week. if the pacing in this is too fast, i apologize, i really tried to make it flow well. anywho, please enjoy! ⋆ ☆૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა ⋆ ⇢ ⇢ ⇢ ⋆ FEM READER ⋆
┊ ༝ ᭝ ༝ short summary ༝ ᭝ ༝ ┊ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ Boys fucking suck. Especially when it comes to sex. When you come across a forum of other women who have dealt with this problem, the word incubus catches your eye. After spiraling down a rabbit hole of what and how to obtain your own incubus, you think you’re getting a demon who’s dark and mysterious who can satisfy you. You end up with a demon that has the sun shining out of his ass. Although, he still ends up being way more than satisfying.
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“Thanks babe, that was great.”
Irritation gathers hotly in your chest. You plaster on a fake smile, that’s more of a grimace than anything, and don’t bother responding as you tug your leggings back on. The man you chose for your one night stand is 100% a dud.
Nothing out of the ordinary there.
You grab your discarded sweatshirt and slip it back on, rising from the lumpy, extremely uncomfortable twin mattress. Really, you should’ve known from the scratchy sheets alone how this evening would turn out.
“I’m going to go ahead and go home,” you say evenly, scanning the room to search for your keys and shoes. You spot the keys on the bedside table, swiftly snatching them and stepping into your shoes.
The bed creaks behind you as the random man sits up. “Wait! Aren’t you going to stay the night? Didn’t you enjoy yourself baby?” His arrogant tone has you itching to punch his lights out, and to be honest you can’t even remember his name. He’s that fucking forgettable.
A snort of disbelief rings out that you don’t even bother trying to stop and your temper flares. Whipping around, you level this loser with an unimpressed look.
“Hate to break it to you, babe,” you sneer. “But let’s get something straight. Not once did I get anywhere close to cumming, and let’s not forget that you’re a two pump chump. I know you said you’re a “grower not a show-er,” but the only thing your dick grew into was a pencil. You can delete my number.”
He’s too stunned to respond, face turning bright red as you roll your eyes. The bedroom door slams shut behind you as you exit. The thought of spending one more second in that fuckers presence makes your jaw clench tight, and then your speed walking down the hallway and awkwardly locking eyes with the roommate lounging on the couch.
You both nod to each other once in acknowledgment before you’re rushing out the front door. You practically sprint down the driveway, slipping into your car and shutting the door with enough force to shake the frame.
Your forehead thumps onto the steering wheel, cheeks puffing out with an exasperated sigh before you lean back into the seat, pressing your palms to your eyes.
Every single time you hook up with someone new, it’s so bad that you’ve seriously considered saying fuck it and becoming celibate for the rest of your miserable, unsatisfied life. Maybe you should just become a nun, at least then you’d be fulfilled by the Lord.
The engine purrs as you start your car. You quickly make sure the air vents are pointed directly at your sweaty and flushed face. Your frustration is at an all time high, and to add insult to injury, you’re turned on enough that your swollen and puffy clit brushes the seam of your leggings every time you move.
What you’d give to have a real cock stretching you out. One so thick it borderline hurts, but you guess you’re settling for your fingers and a toy tonight. Booorrring.
The repeated buzzing of your phone catches your attention, and you glance at the cup holder you’d carelessly tossed it into. When you check it there’s a string of nasty texts bombarding your Lock Screen. You roll your eyes, not bothering to read them. His number is blocked and deleted in less than ten seconds because you’re entirely out of fucks to give.
After that, you drive home in silence, choosing to imagine scenarios where a rough and mysterious man with a big dick makes you cum so many times you can’t stand it.
It’s a dream that seems so out of reach you’re worried you’ll never be able to catch it.
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It’s Friday night and you’ve spent hours scrolling aimlessly through Reddit, cuddled up in your warm bed. There’s no chance in hell you’re risking ruining another weekend by hooking up with someone new.
A movie plays quietly in the background while you lick your wounds and read about other women experiencing similar scenarios. At least you’re not alone. You’ve read through what must be dozens of stories when one in particular catches your eye.
It’s from username “boyzdrool__demonsrule”. Her story is exactly like yours. Never being able to find a decent date, awful, mediocre sex every time, and it seems she’s found a solution.
“Incubus”, you read. Huh, that sounds vaguely familiar. With a jolt, a light bulb goes off in your mind. An incubus is some sort of mythical sex demon, if you’re recalling it correctly. A spark of hope flickers in your chest as you continue to skim over her post.
She mentions a website she discovered with a forum that provided her a specific spell for summoning an incubus. She ended up with a gorgeous blonde who sports a nasty attitude that’s been satisfying her non stop since she met him.
You push yourself into a seated position, eyes widening as excitement rushes through you. You’re trying to tame your eagerness, to take this with a grain of salt, because this random lady could be completely off her rocker. But really, what have you got to lose? If it works then you’ll finally have your dark and mysterious man! And if it doesn’t, well, then you’ve only wasted a night and you can return to wallowing in self pity.
You steel your resolve and send “boyzdrool__demonsrule” a message before you can regret the decision. To your surprise, she responds within the hour. You text back and forth with her all night, receiving the link to the website and even a list of items that’s needed for the ritual.
It’s 4 a.m when you decide to call it quits. You’re brimming with nervous energy but somehow you manage to sleep for a few hours. When you wake the next morning you spend a couple additional hours researching the ins and outs, just to be sure. With one last scan of your odd shopping list you stuff your shoes on and head to town.
You try to picture what kind of incubus will show up, assuming he’ll be similar to the one your new Reddit friend summoned.
Boy, were you fucking wrong.
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When the last candle flickers out it leaves your bedside lamp as the only source of soft light in your bedroom. Your jaw has dropped open in shock, eyes staring unblinkingly at the towering figure of the creature you’ve just summoned.
He’s definitely an incubus, that you’re certain of.
The demon wears only short black leather shorts. He’s pale, broad chested and has muscles so well defined you could drool. He appears mostly human, except for the elfish ears sticking out of loose red hair. Oh, and the long, slender black tail that ends in a point and swishes leisurely behind him.
“Hi!” He chirps, beaming at you with shark like teeth as he extends a hand to help you up from your current kneeling position on the floor.
Shocked to the core that this actually worked, unsure if you’re hallucinating or of what the hell else to do, you grasp his hand and allow him to haul you to your feet. You remember to shut your mouth, checking him over several times before returning your gaze to his bright expression.
“Are you….?” You trail off and he nods eagerly, squeezing your hand.
“Yes! I’m an incubus! My name’s Eijirou, what’s yours?” He chatters, happiness radiating from him in waves. You mutter your name in reply and he hums, dropping your hand to place his own on his hips. He glances around your room and whistles lowly, becoming easily distracted by your lamp. He rushes over to it and bends in half to tap the lamp shade with a clawed finger, giggling when it flickers due to his otherworldly energy. “I love lamps! We don’t have any where I’m from, it’s mostly pretty dark!”
You hum noncommittally, half confused - half amused at his easygoing behavior.
“Hey, Eijirou?” You ask tentatively, embarrassment slamming into you like a truck as you recall all the filthy things you’d been sincerely hoping to take part in with the incubus. Eijirou is just so….cheery that it paints him as pure and innocent.
Even though he’s a demon.
He straightens to his full height, shifting his head towards you with a smile. “Yes?”
“Are you, I mean — is this something you…. do often?” You fiddle with your fingers as you speak. “You understand what I summoned you for, right?”
Eijirou’s brows furrow in puzzlement before his expression switches to sheepish. “Oh!” Eijirou rubs the back of his neck. “Well, technically no. I don’t normally get sent to these kinds of summonings, but I’m filling in for my friend Shouto! He’s very pretty, and he gets sent to lots of these. But I promise I can be what you want!” He smiles reassuringly.
Your face pinches in apprehension. “Are you sure this is in your area of expertise?” Guilt then punches you in the gut when Eijirou’s sunny demeanor wilts before your very eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Eijirou begins to apologize. “I know I’m probably not as attractive as Shouto...” You cut him off before he can ramble, waving your hands animatedly as you speak.
“No! No Eijirou, you are fucking gorgeous, I swear. The minute I saw you my pussy had a heartbeat, if you know what I mean.”
Pink dusts Eijirou’s cheeks and you’re sure you must be dreaming. An incubus is blushing because of what you said. How have you ended up comforting him? This has been chaotic from the get go, and so far, has not once gone according to plan.
“Oh. Well, what is it then? I can have them send someone else if you’d like!” He offers, trying to remain upbeat but his eyes are sad.
How the fuck did this guy even become a demon?
You wince slightly. “You just seem very…innocent.”
Eijirou’s eyebrows rise to his hairline, lips parting in surprise. Then, he throws his head back and has the audacity to start laughing. You scowl, humiliation burning at the back of your neck.
“Aw baby,” he coos, sauntering up to you and looming like a rain cloud. He tilts his head down with a searing look, mouth twisting into a sly smirk. “You have no idea what I’ve done or how good I can make you feel,” he murmurs, voice low and sultry.
Your body flushes white hot from the implication, the heat bursting in your cheeks as you shift your weight from foot to foot. You suddenly feel defiant, the familiar buzz of arousal kick starting in your veins.
“You think you can make me feel good?” You ask haughtily, raising your chin in a challenge. Eijirou’s lips stretch wide and he swiftly lowers himself until he’s able to grip the backs of your thighs.
“I know I can baby.” Then he’s effortlessly lifting you off the floor and forcing you to lock your legs around his waist with a gasp.
You clutch at broad shoulders for balance, which is promptly shattered when he takes a few steps and tosses you onto your bed as if you weigh nothing. You bounce as you land, the blanket puffing up and settling down around you. Anticipation lights up your spine as Eijirou crawls up the bed like a large cat, tail flicking back and forth excitedly.
Eijirou pushes your thighs apart with overly warm hands, sharp claws scratching at your soft skin. It’s easy to melt under his touch, the built up tension from the past several months clouding your logical thinking and causing you not to give a single fuck about the potential consequences this may bring.
“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous. I’ll eat you alive if you let me,” he purrs, bunching your shirt up and letting it catch on your tits before allowing them to bounce free. The light stimulation makes you moan, arms raising out of instinct as Eijirou slips your shirt off and tosses it to the side. Your nipples become hard and perky as soon as they’re exposed to the cool air.
“That’s what I summoned you for, isn’t it?” You tease, deciding to fully embrace the situation. Eijirou laughs in amusement and his tail swishes a bit quicker as he fits himself snug between your thighs.
He leans over you and plants a hand on either side of your head to cage you in. Your pulse quickens, heat pooling rich and honeyed in your pelvis as you stare up at him and realize just how huge he is.
And you haven’t even seen his cock yet.
In lieu of voicing what you want aloud, you strain your neck upwards as if you’re going to kiss him, but he stays just out of reach. The demon grins happily, displaying his mouthful of razor sharp teeth.
“Poor thing, I can see the sexual frustration pent up inside you,” he says with fake pity, ignoring your obvious ask for a kiss. He dips his head down to lick a hot stripe up the side of your throat. Your breath catches as you clutch his forearms, head dropping back to the blankets. “I’ll give you some relief pretty baby,” he murmurs, sinking his teeth into the junction of your neck and shoulder with no warning whatsoever.
You wail as a knee jerk response to the blistering flash of pain, but it’s mere seconds before it begins to numb and pulsate with a hot pleasure instead.
“Eijirou,” you groan as he slides his teeth free with a satisfied, slick sound. He laps at the sluggishly bleeding wound, the texture of his long tongue rougher than what’s natural. “What did you do?” You ask in a breathless voice. Your body warms even further, the base of your skull tingling.
“Just helping! I promise my saliva only enhances your pleasure once it hits your bloodstream. You’ll be dazed for a few hours, but I won’t hurt you.” He places open mouthed kisses up your neck and pauses to whisper in your ear. “Unless you want me to, of course.”
Your ever growing lust is turning your insides to ash and you can’t resist as you firmly frame the sides of his face to yank him in for a bruising kiss. His mouth is surprisingly soft, wet and so so hot. Eijirou bites playfully at your lower lip and pushes his tongue into your mouth when you open up for him.
You kiss until you’re lightheaded, until your lungs are screaming. Your throat burns when you break for air and Eijirou mouths over your collarbone, slowly working his way down your chest.
He reaches the sensitive area at the top of your breast, biting and sucking with the pure intention of leaving a dark mark. Your thighs twitch from the dull ache, closing and framing his hips. The incubus takes advantage of the moment to nestle his thick, full cock against you, rolling his hips to drag the length of it over your clit. It’s incredible, even through the material keeping you apart.
You cry out his name when he releases your swollen skin, and the soft whine he answers you with is music to your ears. Eijirou moves to push your nipple into the purse of his lips, sucking until your spine arches, eager for more.
He switches to your other breast to repeat the action before pressing lingering kisses down to your belly button and even further south. The soft material of your shorts sticks lewdly to your pussy as he slips them off, a clear string as evidence of your arousal stretches between you and the material before it breaks and leaves you bare.
“Feeling good baby?” Eijirou snickers, running his thumb through your soft lips to part them and see what he’s done to you. You’re too floaty and turned on to pay much attention to his teasing, fisting the sheets as you stare at him with heavy lidded eyes and nod.
Eijirou notices you slipping deeper and deeper under his thrall. He wastes no more time before retreating to his belly and placing the flat of his abnormally long tongue to your pussy, dragging it up and licking your clit.
Your blood sings, the pleasure so intense that it shoves you right up to edge. You brokenly warn Eijirou and he pulls away to fit his teeth to your inner thigh, piercing the skin before you can protest.
He listens to your breathy moans, humming appreciatively and repeating the action on the other side. The more his saliva swirls through your bloodstream the more the sensation of being drunk creeps up on you.
When Eijirou is satisfied with his work, he proceeds to eat your pussy until your feet cramp from curling your toes so harshly. Until you’re fisting his hair like you’re trying to rip it out in handfuls and squirting on his face.
He licks you clean, snickering at the way your thighs tense as you get overstimulated. You seem to blink once and when you reopen them Eijirou’s shorts have vanished. His flushed, huge, cock curves up towards his belly, kicking a few times when you stare at it.
You’re secretly praying he splits you in half.
Eijirou nudges your thighs apart with his knees, sitting back on his calves. The tip of his cock dips inside you before sliding up and over your clit, the mess between your legs helping ease the glide. At this point words are failing you and all you’re able to do is whine in protest.
Eijirou hushes you as he steadies his base and lines himself up, inching forward until your tight pussy gives and swallows him whole. The second he bottoms out, you fucking cum. Head thrown back and white knuckling the sheets when your pussy flutters and clings desperately to Eijirou because she can’t stand the thought of letting go.
The demon gasps in delight, settling his hands on your hips. “Good job sweetheart, that was a big one huh? Give me another one baby, I’m in love with the way you tighten up around me,” he gushes as he starts rolling his hips. He builds up to a steady pace, holding you still as you scratch at his forearms.
He coaxes one more orgasm out of you before you’re unceremoniously flipped onto your belly. You face plant into the sheets as your ass is yanked into the air, wrists twisted and pinned behind your back. You startle when a surprisingly soft tail tickles your skin, coiling tightly to bind your wrists.
He tangles his fingers in your hair and hikes you off the bed, other hand coming to rest on your throat and bend your neck backwards at an awkward angle. His hand tightens as he snaps his hips and fills you with his cock once again, a bitten off sob spilling from your lips.
Eijirou fucks you harder than before, yanking you back into each powerful push of his hips and digging his fingers into the sides of your throat. Your moans rattle low in your throat as you start to reach what seems like your hundredth orgasm. You’ve lost count. Eijirou’s harsh panting and soft whimpers dance in the air, combining with the lewd sound of his skin smacking sticky with yours.
The hot, slick glide of his cock dragging in and out of your pussy is all you can focus on, and before you can even hint that you’re on the edge, you’re cumming so hard your ears start to ring. Every single muscle goes taught as he works you through it.
“Fuck, you’re amazing baby, you like the way my cock feels yeah? The noises you make when you cum are so fucking cute, oh my god,” he says breathlessly, hips speeding up just a smidge and making your already shallowing breathing catch.
Eijirou suddenly releases his hold on your throat and hair, keeping your wrists bound by his tail and opting to shove your face into the mattress with a hand to the back of your head. The other grips your hip and his nails slice your skin as he fucks you within an inch of your life.
The pain doesn’t feel like pain anymore, only an unyielding, scorching pleasure that continues to build and shatter. Rinse and repeat. You lose track of how many times you’re thrown over the edge and into the abyss.
“Can I cum inside you?” Eijirou asks after some time, movements becoming jerky and frantic. Each push jostles you forward as you try to hang on by white knuckling the sheets.
You nod without hesitation, moaning weakly. Eijirou takes advantage of your consent, pushing into the root, cock twitching as a new warmth blossoms inside you. He pulls out almost immediately afterwards, allowing your sore and exhausted body to collapse to the mattress. You shift in place and faintly register his cum trailing out of you.
Your eyes are bleary as you vaguely make out his figure moving around your room, whispering something in a language unfamiliar to you, and then you’re passing out without a care in the world.
When you wake up an undetermined amount of hours later, you find yourself clean and in a large t-shirt, tucked under the blankets. There’s an ache between your legs as you sit up, and all the previous nights memories coming rushing back to you. You’re so satisfied, months of stress having been worked out of you, and you can’t stop grinning when you think of Eijirou.
You’re already planning on how you can get him to come back when you spot a note sitting pretty on your night stand.
“Hey pretty girl! I hope I didn’t hurt you too much, and leaving a note is probably way out of line, but I couldn’t help myself. I really loved, enjoyed our time together, and I’d come back in a heartbeat if you asked. P.S., see below for steps on how to summon me specifically. (:”
As you quickly scan over the instructions something tender blooms in your chest, but you’re unwilling to examine the troubling feeling too closely for now.
Eijirou’s not “dark” or “mysterious”. No, he’s like the sun, and you hope to get burnt by him over and over again.
Hii! Just found your account and enjoy the fics a lot! Could you maybe please do dating hcs for izuku or toshinori? Only if you want ofc!! I just cant rlly find any anywhere!!!
a\n: Heyyyyyyyy! So happy that you love my work big love <333 to you! I never written for Toshinori but I did my research so hear it is!! I hope this was what you were hoping for? Send me an ask if it's not! (totally not gonna cry myself to sleep after :)) I hope it doesn't bother you that it's 5 months late and a bit short... :)))))))) T-T
All Might that would randomly bring you flowers when coming back from work.
All might who knows how it feels to have migraines and will pamper you on the days you feel unwell
Calm evenings with All Might, where he isn't all might anymore but your sweet clumsy Toshinori
watching a horror movie with Toshinori where he says he'll protect you but screams like a girl at the smallest jump scare
waking up next to Toshinori still a bit sleep drunk (is that only me or-) and him greeting you with his deep morning voice (idk i guess his voice is deep in the morning, i personally think it’s hot but whatever)
receiving the daily texts from Toshinori when at work asking if you took your lunch in the morning
I believe that this guy is old af. so he totally asks his sweet little girlfriend to rub his back for him. (ik ik)
or you're sitting in Toshinori’s lap to pluck stray gray hairs out of his blonde mane (can we say mane for a human ??? lol)
small might feeling insecure about not being as strong as before and that it might bother you in some kind of way. (but of course you're here to make him feel better)
so sorry for being lateeeeeee don't hate meeeeeeeee!
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Tonight was just any random Tuesday night, or so you thought. You just came back from a late night shift because you had to cover for a colleague who couldn’t tonight. So when you open the door of your shared apartment with Yo, you have a pretty simple plan. You take a shower, grab a snack (some cereal) or something and then go straight to bed and hopefully find your sleeping boyfriend to cuddle with. You enter, remove your shoes and coat, then head towards the bathroom trying to not make any noise thinking he ‘s asleep. You remove your clothes and immediately get under the hot water. You sigh as the soothing water drops glide down your skin, you feel your tensed muscles relax. You stay under the water and enjoy the feeling before actually starting to shower; just to enjoy the few minutes of peace that you have. So much that you didn’t realize the figure standing behind you, not until you felt your boyfriend’s strong arms wrap around your waist. “Hey beautiful” You turned around to see no other than Yo Shindo, your boyfriend (who swears he’s gonna marry you one day but that’s another story for another day). “Hi, I thought you were sleeping?” You asked the man standing behind you. He was as close as humanly possible making sure you can feel his growing erection against the small of your back, since his arms were just so tightly wrapped around you. “I kinda was but I heard the shower and figured that you wouldn’t mind if Ii joined” He responded chuckling a bit. He clears his throat. “So, would you mind telling me what you were doing out so late?” His tone dangerously low.
to continue
a/n: This is a just a teaser of a fic that’s been hanging in my drafts for way too long. it would be my first smut/angst fic and I`m not sure if i should finish it. Is it any good? I feel like it`s awful. should i release it?
contains: tooth rotting fluff, aggressively “nice” Bakugo, reader having cramps and lots of dramatizing (dramatic reader inspired by ✨me✨),rude reader at times, a lil fangirling too as always
a/n: i’m on my period right now as you might’ve guessed. so i needed comfort and this how it came out. Hope you like it!
katsuki bakugo who even though he swears you're annoying comes in your dorm at 3 am after you texted him that you couldn't sleep with your favorite snacks and some water.
katsuki bakugo who let's you use him as your personal heatpad especially on the days that you ahve those particularly bad cramps. (i think he would have an irregularly elevated body temperature due to his ✨quirk✨).
katsuki bakugo who would know you're on your period without you having to mention it 'cause
"you get all moody and annoying, it's no magic trick".
izuku midoriya who doesn't really know how to deal with his crying and bleeding girlfriend. buttttttt also (love zat boi)
izuku midoriya who would run too every drug store in the region to find the types of pads that you wanted 'cause the ones that you had at home didn’t have wings, (what a tragedy T-T) but af kourss the freaken king that he is (you gotta love this man) brought your favorite snack too. luv my boo ♥
"uhm y/n i didn't know which ones you wanted so i bought all the ones that the lady at the store told me were good" (someone please give him head pats)
hitoshi shinso who totally built some kind of pillow fort or something in his bed for you two to sleep or just cuddle together. It would be full of pillows, blankets and your favorite snacks. He'll need to find an excuse for missing training with Aizawa that day. (yes i have favorites leave me alone)
hitoshi shinso who orders take out and binge watches cat videos all night with you.
"Anything to make my kitty feel better" (like take a second and imagine his voice ugh 😫)
denki kaminari who when the outlet is too far from the bed, would lay on his back with you on him and the end of the wire of your heat pad in his mouth.
denki kaminari who when he sees you dying in a corner tries his best to make you laugh with some stupid extra cheesy jokes.
“What do you call it when a woman is on her period and her boyfriend is a vampire? Taco Tuesday”
“fuck you.”
neito monoma who actually knows a little bit about the subject. that mf would be the kind to ask kendo to drop by with some soup and a hot water bottle for you ‘cause he is not getting close to your moody ahh.
neito monoma who brings you some Midol or Advil after you complained about cramps
"Now don't take this the wrong way it's only because you wouldn't shut up about how you felt like you had a thousand knifes stabbing you at the same time. You're welcome"
eijiro kirishima that orders in and watches gilmore girls with you because you don't feel like oing in the chaos of 1-A common room
eijiro kirishima who can't stand seeing you in pain so he decides to carry you everywhere you need to go
"y/n for the tenth time i promise it doesn't bother me. you're as light as a feather!" (girl/boy/human when I tell you I fell hard for him mmmmmmmmmmmhm)
keigo takami who had multiple girlfriends before and already knows the drill. and made you breakfast in bed with a bar of your favorite chocolate on the bedside table.
keigo takami who wraps his arms around you and whispers sweet nothings into your ears on the nights when you can't sleep 'cause ✨migraines✨
"You must be the strongest girl in the world for holding together throughout a whole week of hell like this"
shoto todoroki who would give you some of his soba after noticing that you've been feelig down all day.
shoto todoroki who's absolutely terrified by the fact that your belly is hurting because you're bleeding all day long.
"are you sure that you're okay? do you need anything???"(what i woud give to see his face lol)
thank you for reading, i might be doing some holiday drabble idk so look out for it during end decmber beggining january if it happens! also don't worry @pansexual-rockstar-ek-ma-im it's coming up!
thinking about friend!shinsou hitoshi who pretends he's annoyed at you whenever you amp up your playful antics around him. he'll never let you catch him smile to himself whenever he looks away
friend!shinsou who swears he doesn't need friends and finds everyone troublesome to deal with, but always let you linger around his space. his patience also seems to grow tenfold whenever it's you.
friend!shinsou who loves to pass by your classroom every morning before the bell rings to give you your favorite drink from the vending machine. he says he just wanted a drink for himself and simply decided to get you your favorite too. this happens every day.
friend!shinsou who always waits for you by the exit of the school so you guys can go home together. without a word, he holds out his hand waiting for you to give your bag to him. he will carry your bag. no you can't talk him out of it.
friend!shinsou who can't help but nag a little whenever you tell him you skipped a meal, didn't sleep enough, or didn't drink enough water. he resorts to bringing you a bottle of water occasionally. he'd insist in sharing his lunch with you—if you think telling him that you don't feel like eating what he's eating will get you out of it, you are severely incorrect. this man will disappear for a minute and reappear with a newly purchased meal that he knows you like. "i already paid for it, the least you could do is eat it for me."
friend!shinsou who likes to watch you, but doesn't like seeing you catch him do it. averting his gaze whenever it feels too much for him. he'll disguise it with a cough or a sigh as if he's in deep thought. he's not slick but he tries.
friend!shinsou who gets startled when you decide to grab his face to look at you straight in your eyes. you being ever so playful wanted to tease him a bit. "you like me, don't 'cha?" with a cheeky grin.
friend!shinsou who couldn't talk or even move. but in that moment, you see it, his pupils dilate at the thought of you. finally, you can see right through him. like the world's on pause, neither of you move—unsure if it's fear or excitement for what's to come next.
reader described to be wearing skirts and panties, and has a smaller frame. nothing too graphic, but heavily suggestive. you have been warned.
friend!shinsou who secretly likes looking up your skirt. whenever a gust of wind blows, one's instinct is to shield their eyes but not this motherfucker. without missing a beat, he looks directly downwards, hoping to catch a glimpse of your cute panties and if he's extra lucky, sees the outline of your cute mound. he likes the pink and purple one you wore last Wednesday btw.
friend!shinsou who likes it whenever you show up outside his dorm. you just find his mattress more comfortable than yours. he lets you stay over anyways. he loves the smell of your shampoo as he buries his head in your hair, draping his arm over you, spooning your smaller frame. although, by the morning you see him attached to the wall as if he's avoiding to touch you. not his fault you give him a boner so easily.
friend!shinsou who always lowkey hopes something happens whenever you invite him over to study. too bad you're actually serious about studying lol
friend!shinsou who always fights with himself in his head whenever he's in your room. it's taking every single ounce of control in his body to not walk over your cabinet and snatch one panty for himself.
friend!shinsou who, even if he's a complete pervert around you, always makes sure to never push your boundaries and do anything disrespectful. he's respectfully down bad.
friend!shinsou who, now cornered by you, can't look away from your piercing eyes. his pupils dilate at the possibility that you like him back. he pops a boner (he says it's your fault) and he prays that you don't look down. he'd hate to ruin the moment ... unless you don't mind.
Concept: After years of being jealous of your father's pupil, something begins to slowly change in your relationship with him. Eventually, Hitoshi gets the courage to ask your father's permission to ask you out on a date. From there, things move rather quickly.
Warnings: Mentioned of oral with female recieving. Mention of oral with male recieving. Penatrative sex with a condom. Male and female penatrative sex.
After your legendary blow up with your father at school, you and Shouta took a lot of time (and therapy) to work on mending your relationship. Addressing your underlying anger and jealousy over Eri and Hitoshi as well as your issues with him not making you a priority. It had taken a lot of time, but over the years your relatioship with your father healed.
With that healing, you became a big sister to Eri and even friendly with Hitoshi. Or at least not so jealous of him when your father was spending a lot of time with him. Eventually, having Hitoshi around was a normal thing that did nothing to disrupt your life or cause negative feelings.
So you weren't sure when it happened.
When he would start staying longer at your house after training with your father. Spending nights having dinner with you four as a weird little family. Then he started slowly coming over without the intention or plans of training with your father.
Sometimes he would train with you and Eri. It slowly added you two talking outside of Eri and your father. Sharing laughs and jokes with each other. Especially pictures of the new kitten that you had ended up sneaking into your house.
You were better at asking for forgiveness than permission.
Before you knew it, you would smile like an idiot when you got a text message from him. You didn't think it was obvious to anyone else, but little did you know, your dad still had sharp eyes in his old age.
Though Shouta Aizawa was going to let things play out on their own. This wasn't something that needed his intervention.
"What has you so distracted?" Aizawa finally asked with a sigh. He has bested Shinso several times by this point and that was unsual. It didn't seem that his heart was in the training and that his mind was definately on other things.
If he was honest, Hitoshi wasn't prepared for his mentor to pick up on his lack of focus. So when he was called out on it, his face turned a little red. "I'm sorry, I know I need to focus." He apologized, taking his mentor's extended hand and getting up off of the ground.
Aizawa wasn't about to let that go. In fact, he already had an idea as to why he was distracted. His quirk may of been not as useful as it used to be, but he wasn't blind. "Are you sure this has nothing to do with my daughter?" He asked, raising an eye brow at him as he handed him a bottle of water.
Seeing the clear 'busted' look that came up on the young hero's face, Aizawa guessed that he was correct. He chuckled softly before sitting down on the bench. "I'm old, not blind." He responded to the look, taking a drink from his water and giving Shinso a chance to either respond or take a moment.
Shinso took the quiet option for a moment, coming to sit down next to him and take a drink of his own water. He was secretly hoping that is mentor would say more to give him more of an idea of how to feel this situation out, but when he didn't get it, he realized he would have to ask.
He clearned this throat for a moment before he started. "Soo... is she like... seeing anyone?" He then asked quietly, keeping an eye on his body language. If he was asking his mentor for advice on literally anything else, he wouldn't be so hesitent. But this was his daughter that he was trying to talk to him about and that made it very dangerous territory that he was walking through.
There it was. Shouta took a moment to fight back the smirk on his lips and hide it from Shinso. He was intentionally making him squirm in the silence. Making him wait longer between his reply. "Well, there is this one guy that she's been texting a lot recently." He responded, rubbing his neck like he was revealing some information that Shinso may not like. "Smiles like an idiot when she's texting him, too."
Hook, line, and sinker. Shinso felt his already quickly beating heart fall down into his stomach. "Oh..." Was all that he had been able to let out softly. Someone had beaten him to it? His mentor has always been a stright shooter with him, so he didn't pick up on Aizawa's deception of him.
"That's it?" Aizawa then asked, looking over at Shinso again and raising another brow at him in question. "Damn, guess she's never going to get that date she's been hoping for." He then added, letting a little smirk come up on the corner of his mouth closest to Shinso.
It took a moment. Partly to process what he was hearing and another part to realize that he had been referring to himself. "Wait... for real?" It was a hard for Shinso to keep the smile off of his face and he found himself rubbing the back of his neck. "Would you be okay with me asking her out on a date then?" He asked, feeling hopeful about this.
That had been the biggest thing holding Shinso back from asking you out. You were his mentor's daughter and he wasn't sure how asking you out would effect the dynamic of his relatiosnhip with Aizawa. So, was this Aizawa giving his blessing?
Aizawa found one of his rare chuckles escaping him at Shinso's question. "Why are you asking me?" He responded. "I'm not the one that could say yes to that and I'm pretty sure she would kill me herself if I tried to get involved." He added, giving the young man the side eye.
Hitoshi had a hard time clamping down on his excitement. This had been something that he has been struggling with for a while and wanting to bring up, but wasn't sure how he would feel about it. "I just don't want things to be weird with us if I do." He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.
Being in the middle of taking a drink from his water, Shouta chuckled briefly before swallowing the moutful of water. "Don't be a dick to my daughter and things won't be weird." He responded, fixing Hitoshi with a very dark look he had rarely recieved from him.
The look made him pause for a moment and reminded him that, as excited as he was about this opportunity, he was still your father and his mentor. "Are you sure you'll be okay with this?" He then wanted to confirm, making sure that his mentor was absolutely okay with this.
Now it was Aizawa's sigh that left him and having an eye roll making his eyes go from the spicy look to one of his normal dismissal. "Fine, if you need to spell it out for you." He said, once again giving a sigh, but this one being more dramatic. "I give you my blessing to ask my daughter out on one singular date."
"Thank you, sir." Hitoshi had caught his extra dramatic sigh and his specification on exactly how many dates he was giving permission for. "It means a lot coming from you." He was still excited regardless. He could work on that later if your first date went well.
Shouta gave a sigh of relief in sarcasm, but coudln't quite hide the smirk on his lips. "Can we get back to training now?" He finally said. Getting up from his seat and giving him an approving hand on his shoulder before walking back out into the training area.
When the door bell rang, you didn't think anything about it. It was a normal thing for Shinso to be spending time at your house and when your father answered it, you didn't pay any attention. At least not right away. You vaguely heard your father telling the person that you were in the living room and that was initially what got your attention. Especially since you weren't expecting any visitors.
With your kitten in your lap, you turned your head to look and saw Shinso walking into the living room with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. "Hey Hitoshi!" You greeted him, sitting up a little straighter. "I don't think my dad is a fan of flowers." You teased, but you couldn't help the smile that started sliding on your face even as your cheeks grew hotter.
"They're not for your dad." Hitoshi couldn't help but to chuckle at your joke Continuing to approach where you were with your new kitten. "I brought these for you." He said, his face turning red a little bit as his free hand reached out to play with the kitten that came up to him.
Your face lite up as you gently took the flowers from him and pulled them into you. Admiring the plants and enjoying the fragrance that came from them. "They're lovely! Thank you." You shined a bright smile at him and for only him.
"I'm glad you like them." Hitoshi was glad it went so well and couldn't hold back his own smile. Your father had offered him great advice on the type of flowers that you liked. "I was thinking, maybe if you don't have any plans on Friday, if you would like to go out on a date with me." He then asked, his eyes glancing up from the kitten to your face.
"It's about time." You had to stop yourself from squealing. You couldn't count how long you have been waiting for him to ask you out and all of the hints that you have laid out that you wanted him to. "Yes, I would love to go on a date with you." You beamed happily up at him as he finally did it.
Hitoshi's heart slammed in his chest at your acceptance of his date! He coudln't believe that you had actually said yes! "How about I pick you up on Friday at eight then?" He suggested, deciding to follow through on his idea of planning it and surprising you based on what he learned about you.
"Sounds like a date." You responded, unable to make your smile leave your face as you wiggled a little in your seat. You used your spare hand to scare your kitten for a moment so he could leave with his hand not having claw marks in it.
"Alright. I'll text you later." Hitoshi promised, hearing Shouta yelling for him to stop waisting his time. You both could tell that he had been standing in the hall waiting for him to finish asking you out before he spoke up. He flashed you a smile as his reddness across his cheeks deepened before he left to join your father.
Before you knew it, three months had passed and you two were in a committed relationship with each other. It had been a whirlwind romance where you two couldn’t get enough of each other. You felt like he was the air in your lungs and that you couldn’t breathe without him.
And it was all reciprocated.
The fact that you two had been able to make it to three months before you two had sex was frankly a miracle. But yet, here you were. Staying at his place this weekend has already lead to you sucking his soul out through his cock and now he was wearing your thighs as ear muffs.
"To-shi!" You moaned his name as you feel over the edge into orgasm. Your legs squeezing his head nightly as he remained buried between your legs and your hands tightening in his hair. Working you through your orgasm. It was the least he couldu do for you sucking him off almost as soon as you two got through the door after your date earlier tonight.
With your legs released from around his head, Hitoshi's head popped up from between your legs. "Sounds like you enjoyed yourself." He said softly in his raspy voice. Kissing up your body as he made his way to your face. Your lips colliding and the kiss instantly becoming deep and passionate once again.
When your kiss broken, you were both chuckling and smiling softly at each other. Your eyes both hooded with lust as you gently touched and caressed each other. His cock was already hard again and you could feel it poking against your body. "I bet we'd both enjoy it if we..." You said suggestively. Wiggling your eye brows at him.
He didn't hesitate on taking your hint and Hitoshi rolled over off of you as he reached over to the night stand. "Your dad will kill me if I don't use a condom." He commented as he fumbled around in the drawer and finally pulled one out. You two had talked about you being on birth control and while you had both had sex without condoms with other people before, but it felt weird not having a condom when having sex with you.
Like your father would just know or something and would kill him.
"Better hurry up then." You teased as you watching him put on the condom. Rolling over onto your stomach as well as you taunted him a little. Sliding like you were about to move off of the bed. "Or I might change my mind." Your voice gave clear intention that you were just joking, but he was enjoying that game anyhow.
"Oh no you don't." Hitoshi said playfully, reaching over and grabbing your wrist with a laugh as you giggled. You squealed slightly at him as he pulled you back over to where he was now sitting on the bed. Your lips gently coming back together as they slide across each other.
Your arms wrapped around his neck as you crawled into his lap. Neither of you were virgins and you both knew that going into your relationship, so neither of you had any reservations about knowing that you were doing going into this. You had both had plenty of sexual partners, some of which that you both knew from the pro hero circles.
“Fuuuck!” Hitoshi's raspy voice broke the kiss first as his head fell back when you sunk yourself onto his cock, wrapping your legs around his back. His moan was sinful as your lips found his neck and you began working some sensitive spots you had found that he liked.
His hands on your hips helped you set a rough and very enjoyable pace. Hitoshi helped to bounce you up and down his cock as both of you began breathing heavy and panting. Your hand slid into his hair at the base of his neck. His mouth on your neck, certainly working to leave a love mark on your neck.
You weren't thinking about what your father would think of the love bite. Your brain was far from there as you rode his cock. Your head falling back as you moaned loudly when he found a particular spot that was the spot. "Fuck, right there!"
Dislodging his mouth from your neck and getting a good hold on you, Hitoshi held onto you as he changed your position. Staying inside of you, he flipped you over to your back and pushed you up towards he head board. With one hand on the head board and another holding thighting on to one of your hips, he resumed his rough pace.
When he got another sinful moan out of you quickly, Hitoshi pace picked up as he focused there. "Yeah, baby." He rasped out, working his hips hard. The sound of his balls meeting your ass as his hips slapped into yours. "That's the spot you like?" It wasn't a real question, but he was satified when you moaned his name in response. It sent a heat wave down his spine.
You had both worked up a considerable sweat. Hickies littered across your necks and the sounds of your sex echoing through his bedroom. Skin slapping against sin. Your moans mixing together to create a beautiful sound that spread throughout.
Even though it had taken you longer because of the condom, you were both just right there. Your body's hot as you were both about to reach your orgasms and you were both working hard to come to them together.
Then, like coils snapping from being wound too tight, you feel over that edge into your orgasm first. "Hitoshi--" You moaned his name and his lips came to yours. Swallowing the rest of your moan as his own orgasm shook and vibrated through him. He continued to fuck you both through your orgasms, his condom catching his cum as your pussy begged and tried to milk it from him.
As your orgasms eased, your kiss broke. Hitoshi let go of the bedframe and you hip. Instead, gently laying his body on your's as his forehead came to rest against your's. "You're so perfect." He whispered softly to you in his raspy voice. Your lips coming up to softly meet his in response.
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