Hello everyone, potato here. I hope y'all having a good day. So here's a little about me <3 LegalTeen βπ Μ. ISTJ βπ Μ. Cancer βπ Μ. Aroace βπ Μ. I post whenever motivation hits me, so posts might not be frequent or timed. I write super slow and so this blog might not be of your liking. I love writing but it is my hobby so don't expect frequent fics or perfection, there may be mistakes. Lastly I'm toshinori main, I love my big bear <3
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Pairing- villain!Izuku Midoriya x reader, villain Izuku, villain au, injury tw, blood tw, part 1
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It all started when you were going back home from work. Today was tiring with you doing overtime, as the company had suddenly dumped alot of work on you. With the new project coming up almost everyone was busy, but you stayed just a little more late so that you can get your work done sooner.
You let out a long sign, stretching your hands up. Half the city was asleep, you were pretty scared as you were walking back alone with only the help of streetlights, one of which, was flickering so it was mostly the moonlight lighting the city roads.
You bought yourself a sweet bun from a 24/7 convenience store. Your house wasn't that far from here on, but the empty roads looked pretty ominous to you. Walking down the final road to home you heard someone's loud breathing. You stopped dead in your tracks.
The alley was a foot away to your right, you furrowed your brows and looked there, it was so dark you couldn't see anything, you took a step closer, another loud breath. It sounded as if someone was having problem breathing. Your mind screamed at you to turn back and run away. But you, did it's opposite. You stepped inside the dark alley, squinting your eyes you tried to make out of whatever was possible seeing.
A silhouette.
That was moving slowly.
Probably shaking a little, from... Pain??
You couldn't decipher whether it was a man or some animal. It let out a slow whimper of pain, you furrowed your brows and walked further in to help, of course you had to be the saviour, you fumbled inside the purse to take out your phone, turning the torch on you walked closer.
A man.
That was who you saw sitting with his back to the wall. He was hunched up. You did a little sprint to reach him.
"E-excuse me? " You called out slowly but even that echoed in the quiet alleyway. You sat down, your purse sliding off your shoulder, putting the phone down with the torch light up you held his shoulders.
The man lifted his head up, his brows were furrowed and covered in cold sweat, his green hair were sticking to his forehead and face scrunched up, his body cold. Then you smelled it, the faint scent of blood. Your eyes widened.
"A-are you okay? Can you hear me? " Your instincts screamed at you. You have never seen his face here, he might be a thief or a criminal or something worse.
"Can you get up? " You asked again. His eyes, fluttered open for a few seconds, locked onto yours. He looked dazed, his eyes unfocused. He lost consciousness a few seconds later.
Now you had a problem of what do to with this strange handsome man. Who was probably bleeding a river. You lived in a remote area so it was dangerous to bring unknown man inside your house, you also owned a house and lived alone, but that also was problem if he suddenly attacked you who would come help you??
After arguing with yourself for half an hour you decided to bring him, more like your conscience didn't allow you to leave a wounded person alone as he might die.
You snaked your arms on his waist, trying to lift him, your legs shook and you couldn't even lift him up.
"Was I always that weak? " You mumbled embarrassed and tried to lift him up again. After 10 minutes of struggling around you finally lifted this man up, now your new worry was how you were going to take him to your house.
You were standing while holding the man in front of you, by the looks of it, it looked like you were hugging him, his cheek was resting on your shoulder and hands falling down, you put them around your neck as you walked towards your house.
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5 minute walk took you 20 minutes, over reaching the house you pushed him onto your bed, which was soon going to turn bloody. You let out a long sign. Your shirt was covered in blood, you smelled filthy like that back alley and you didn't have any strength to do anything.
You had to patch him up before anything and clean yourself up.
2 hours of blood, ointment, sexy abs, bandage and ogling someone's sexy body was done. There was a large wound near his stomach that took particularly long time and was the hardest to bandage. He had small wounds and scratches here and there but that was it, this man was twice your size. You cleaned him up with towel bath, made him wear new clothes and covered him up with a new duvet, after changing the bedsheets of course.
Your old ones were bloodied, red spots, metallic scent, you washed them thrice to get the blood out. Today was tiring you just wanted to fall asleep on your fluffy bed which was occupied by a giant monster at the moment. After cleaning everything you made yourself a bed on the ground and fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. You were out cold like a log.
Pairing- villain!Izuku x reader, villain au, evil Izuku, not proofread sorry I'm just lazyπ, pt 2
Part 1
Imagine villain izuku whom you stumbled upon on a corner of a busy market, you approached him thinking he needed help in something as he was staring dazedly at a shop. You didn't recognize him first but when you got closer you felt he looked familiar. His messy green hair, green eyes were definitely familiar.
The valley was dark so you squinted your eyes to make up his face. It took a while to recognize him, the news you watched this morning suddenly flashed before your eyes, and you realised you may have walked to your death. A villain, the one who had a target on his back, a wanted criminal, the one who had killed countless heroes. He was standing in front of you, looking so scary, evil, emotion less, and handsome. Very handsome. Fuck no. Your screamed internally.
Not again.
Your slowly stepped back, hands trembling as your hands fumbled to find the phone inside your bag you pressed the emergency button, and he only smirked looking at you. The messy green of his hair framing his face perfectly, handsomely..
Yeah, fuck no. Stop calling him handsome it's not time to think about that. You turned back and sprinted at full speed. Picking your phone up to your ear, you start telling the police what you saw. He stands there watching you eyebrows drawn up, amused. Just before your silhouette disappears, he dashed behind you.
You run between strangers, pushing them and almost falling. Coming out of the market you run towards the nearest hero agency, the road was empty. Running, you look back and realise there's no one. You stop slowly and then fully turn back to look, your eyes trace every corner of the road you just passed, every house, roof tops your eyes desperately searching for him.
Not seeing him you release a breath of relief, as your eyes dart again to the way to market place. You put your hand on your chest as you turn and suddenly he was standing there. Your heart drops, and you almost let out a shout. His face inches away from yours.
"Scared? " His warm breath fans your face, voice low. He smelles great, fuck no. Your mind scrambles. But he really did smell great, Woody, sexy, thick. No the fuck. You had just called police on him and they were on the way 10 minutes more, his musky scent filled your senses, invading. He was wayy too close to you, your heart running miles per second.
He was tall, your head reaching up to his chest, he was looking down on you mouth curved in a dangerous smirk, but your eyes were glued to his chest. You were too scared to look up, the atmosphere felt too tensed. You had to hold out for a few more minutes the heroes were a 10 minutes away.
You let out a shaking breath and slowly looked up. His sparkling green eyes locked onto yours. He stepped closer, his hands shaking around your waist.
"Why are you running away? " He asked as he pulled you closer to him.
"Am I.. That scary now? " He asked again. And sounded hurt. You felt bad and shaked your head hard in no almost feeling dizzy, your earring almost fell.
"N-no, that.. That, no you're not scary, um.. " You mumbled still afraid. He reached up his left hand, tucking the hair behind your ear. He lifted your head up with his index finger under your chin. You squeezed your eyes shut.
"You're.. Not scared? " His face was so close, you're nose would touch his if you moved a little.
"Such a pretty little thing" He mumbled. His hands cup your face, thumbs rubbing slow circles on your cheeks. You were trembling, shaking a little. Your both hand were tightly holding his wrists trying to subtly push him back, you stood on tiptoe, standing chest to chest, your feet hurt. He was handling you pretty rough.
"Aren't you a brave one? " He chuckled darkly. As the sounds of lots of footsteps echoed in the empty road. You pushed him off with all your might and he stumbled a step back as you ran towards the heroes.
They were here.
They were finally here. You almost cried tears of relief.
The heroes surrounded him and caught him. You saw him being handcuffed, while they made him wear a collar. As much as you remembered, it was supposed to restrain his power. He was being pushed inside a truck. You saw them take him away.
Why was he here again? This thought was churning your stomach, you didn't wanted to see him ever again. You blinked back tears that threatened to fall. Sniffling you walked towards the heroes.
One of the heroes took your statement and hailed a taxi for you, it was almost evening with everything that happened. You thanked the hero and took the taxi home.
You finally reach home, your hands rummaged inside your bag as you tried to find the key. After finding the key you put it in the lock opening your door. You got inside turning the lock and closing your door again. You let out a heavy breath, your back against the door as you slid down. You rubbed your hands on your face a few times before getting up. You walked inside your room as your fingers searched the wall for buttons. Pressing the button, the room lit up, you turned to look at you bed.
Your eyes widened and your breath almost stopped. There was someone sitting on your bed.
"You know" He was lying on the bed, his head on his hand as he stared at you with a lazy smirk. His other hand slowly patting the mattress under him, like an invitation.
"They don't make the bars strong now" He got up sitting against the headboard of bed. Biting an apple.
"And the officers are just too lazy" It was him. The nightmare you escaped this morning, or probably you thought you did. Izuku Midoriya. Staring directly at you.
Pairing - Housewife!reader x toshinori yagi || Post injury toshinori || fluff || husband au || baking together || small all might || bake date || not proof read, got lazy || ΛΛπ’Φ΄ΰ»πβ§Λ.β
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You and Toshinori have been together for many, many years, though you started dating late, and took you even more years to propose. Toshinori was grateful that you took care of him, after the injury, so when he recovered enough to walk around normally he wanted to do something for you.
And that something was, cookies. He never really cooked. You were the stay-at-home wife, he did make you coffee and breakfast for the day but after that, it was you, who cooked for him mostly or if you weren't in the mood, he'd take you out. But today he wanted to do something special for you. Baking. Cookies.
You two settled with chocolate cookies, the basic and you decided to help him, despite Toshinori insisting that he can bake using the recipe book that has been sitting on the counter for years. It was his first time baking and you wanted to be with him also because you knew how it was to use the recipe books the first time when you didn't know better.
"Toshinori, I know you can cook but you've never baked. At least let me help" You remarked, while he opened his recipe book. "But this is supposed to be your gift, beloved. " Toshinori replied, eyebrows forming a frown. You knew he wanted to do it by himself but his basic culinary skills could only help him so far. "Still, I want to help, this is your first time baking" You argued again. "Besides I'm better than any recipe book" You closed the book. Toshinori stared at you "I insist" He mumbled, gently prying your hands away from the book. You sighed.
"Alright, but I'll be here and I'll tell you the recipe so put the book back. I will not touch anything, I swear" You showed him your best puppy eyes. And he yielded. He sighed, closing his eyes and then smiled. "Whatever you say, my lady." Toshinoris hands found your waist, without breaking a sweat he lifted you up and sat you down on the kitchen counter.
And now you were here, sitting on the kitchen counter while Toshinori prepared the dough for the cookies. He would ask for instructions but he truly didn't let you help, you just there staring.
Your eyes couldn't help wandering off to the veins on his forearm, he indeed looked sexy. Well, to you he forever looked sexy no matter what he was doing, you definitely were enjoying the show.
You guided toshinori through the recipe, and even tried to slightly persuade him onto letting you help but he was stubborn not agreeing till the end. The cookies were almost done the last step was to put them on the oven, toshinori put the cookies on the oven setting the time and temperature. Now all left to do was wait.
30 minutes later, you two stood side by side, decorating the cookies with chocolate frosting, some colorful sprinkles. You were making faces in some cookies with choco chips, toshinori did the same but the faces weren't as good as yours. Some cookies had their nose crooked, and one didn't have an eye.
The table was a mess and in between sat the cookies, you were kind of proud of him. You giggled looking at the cookies. Toshinori offered you the one he decorated "here" He brought the chocolate cookies near your mouth and you took a bite. You patted his shoulder praising him.
"For first time, this is perfect. " You talked while nibbling onto the cookies.
"You know, when I did it. The kitchen was disaster and I burned the cookies" You casually spoke.
Toshinori raised his hand and lifted your chin up with his index finger. His face coming closer to yours, he licked the corner of your mouth. Your eyes widened and you just stood there for a solid minute, dazed.
"There was chocolate on your mouth" Toshinori said, his face a breath away to yours. You blinked hard, this was a pretty bold move for someone as shy as him. It had you momentarily stunned, he had never done something like this before. He was always a little shy whenever it came to intimacy.
You stared at him, he backed up a little, the tips of his ears were red. It was slowly crawling up his neck. You leaned towards him and pressed a kiss on the corner of his mouth, stayed still for a minute and backed up with a smooch sound.
"Now we're even" You grinned and looked at his face completely turning red as he stared at you.
You let out a chuckle and moved to clean the kitchen, toshinori did the same, storing the cookies somewhere else as he made coffee for the two of you.
I feel so terrible y'all, been feeling the writers block for weeks now and I feel so bad because I cannot write anything, I only was able to complete this because this was pre written and I wanted to complete it.
I don't like the feeling of not being able to write at allππ
I really do want to write but nothings coming to me, and even if I want to complete my draft it's like I'm just lost ><
Stretching your hands over your head, you let out a yawn, a dull pain settled on your back as you took in your surrounding rubbing your eyes. You looked down eyes focusing on the shirt you were wearing or rather the shirt that was wearing you, it was another of toshinoris formal shirts. Plain, soft and smelled faintly of musk, his scent.
"Don't he have normal t shirts" You mumbled loud, every time you make love, you wake up in one of his formal shirts not like you are complaining, but you wondered how many of them he had for you to always wake up on one of them. Was he not worried of it being crinkled??
You slowly took one step down, trying to stand, you legs shook a little but it didn't hurt much, he have as always massaged your back like every night he did after you fell asleep, he knew about your body more than you did, that you had shitty stamina, you'd pass out after 2 rounds and your beloved boyfriend always took meticulous care of you. Not a spot of dirt on you, with how much you were glowing, you were pretty sure he bathed you.
You stood up straight, stretching once more, the sleeves of shirt was covering your hand as well and was more longer, the hem of shirt reached your mid thigh, the neckline falling off shoulder, you stared at yourself in the mirror, the marks of yesterday's events on you were visible, the bite marks where your shoulder connected with your neck and the hickeys on your legs, he didn't leave any part untouched, you almost felt the hot touch of his warm hands and mouth again, wherever you saw the marks you felt his touch again.
After checking the marks you walked down the stairs, toshinori was in the kitchen making breakfast. The morning sun shined bright on his face through the window. "You're gigantic" You remarked walking towards him.
"Good morning to you too" Toshinori replied smiling. Looking at you "but your are tiny" He said.
"You're over 2 ft, I'm not small! " You argued, toshinori laughed, seeing how his shirt was almost like a dress on you. "I'm the average height, okay?" You crossed your arms with a pout on your lips, eyes narrowed, you stared up at him with stubbornness and he looked down at you with adoration, his eyes smiling. He was staring down at you with his imposing height.
"I'm not that small!" You argued again, "fine, fine" Toshinori surrendered to you, smiling, you stood near the kitchen counter. "What are you cooking?" You asked as toshinori handed you your coffee. "Eggs and bacon" Toshinori replied, "you need more protein, my lady" He kissed your forehead as he pulled out a chair for you to sit. "It's almost done, sit I'll serve" Looking at Toshinori, Sometimes you still cannot believe this giant man is this gentle.
He put your breakfast in front of you and sat next to you, not before kissing the top of your head, you giggled. "You know, toshi, you're like a giant bear" You said looking at him. "Is that so?" He mumbled feeding you the eggs he cooked. "Mhm, you're so giant and soft and you smell nice too" You replied, "and you know what? Yesterday when-" You trailed off counting yesterday's events that unfolded, feeding you.
The Sunday morning was warm but gentle, with a man as kind as your boyfriend, your day was bound to be the happiest and it was only morning. You still had the whole day to yourselves, Toshinori was a busy man and so you two cherished each and every moment you had with each other, but today you had him all to yourself, the time you spent with him was all more than you deserved, well that's what you believed as you still couldn't believed a man like him loved you, so what else could you ask for more? When your world was already by your side.
I didn't felt like posting this, I don't know why I feel like It's not good but I'm also happy I'm kind of.. Back?? I dunno, my updates are never timed or frequent. Sorry I make y'all wait so much.
Anyway, thanks for waiting, I love y'all mwahπ₯Ήπ
I love scrolling in Tumblr because my feed is like - fan fiction, delusion, girl blog and a random post about how someone's grandpa diluted someone's remains without anyone finding out and he's still living somewhere, being someone's nightmare.
This is insane and No, I'm not sane. I never was, bwahahha.
I actually like this kinda Lores, makes life interesting, I mean the grandpa/granma lore gonna go crazy fs.
Late nights in the library of UA dorms weren't usually your things, especially not in freezing winters when you were freezing, even after using the heater but it couldn't do much to warm you.
You were sorting out paperwork and lesson plans which, unfortunately, you didn't get enough time to do, so now you were here last minute, for the class you're supposed to take starting today for the next 2 weeks. You always made schedule before hand, a habit, if you didn't you'd most probably forget it.
But that wasn't your problem. The problem was, your coworker, Toshinori Yagi, sitting in front of you with his paperwork to keep you company. Since he's such a "nice" Man, he didn't wanted you to be alone so late at night, even if it's confines of UA.
He had long completed his paperwork, so now he was helping you with yours, so that it can be done sooner and you can return for the night.
"Check this one please, toshinori San" You lifted one of the students files and handed it over to him. Toshinori held the other end of it and took it.
"Here, it's all correct, I've also added the other information" Toshinori said after a while, passing you the file. You were working on your schedule. Without looking up from your paper you stood up, hands reaching out you held the file.
Your fingers briefly brushed against his, accidently. And he flinched - you immediately jerked your hand back resulting in the file falling down. You rushed to pick it up from the ground.
Without thinking much toshinori reached down across from you and held your hands in his. Big, warm hands covered your smaller, colder ones
"Goodness young lady! Why are your hands so cold? Is the insulation in this building truly this atrocious? " Toshinori was surprised, his eyes slightly wide.
You blinked in surprise "ah, no no toshinori san, it's just poor blood circulation, I'm fine" You said while trying to pull your hands back weakly but Toshinori tightened his hold on them.
"It's not fine at all, your hands feel like ice, let me hold them for a moment, my hands are warm" Toshinori said, while his thumbs kept rubbing warm circles on your knuckles to warm them up. You blushed, furiously at the contact and closeness. And of course, toshinori noticed it.
"Young lady, are you okay. Your cheeks have turned red. Are you feeling feverish? I think we should head back" One of his hands reached up cupping your red cheeks, while the other still held your hand in his.
"N-no, I'm okay" You suddenly shouted. You've liked your coworker for a very long time, but toshinori was Oblivious to it. His kindness often affected you, making your heart race, sometimes even making u feel butterflies in your stomach, which you believed was just a lie teenage girls had made up. Until you started feeling it.
"Toshinori San, you're my coworker, not personal heating pad" You mumble, saying anything that will help you out of this misery, pulling your hands back, face still red from the close proximity.
You starte picking up the papers that fell out of the file. Toshinori helped you pick up the rest,"y/n" He called out. "Mhm? " You hummed in response while nervously putting the papers back in the file. "Let's just go upstairs to my room and we'll complete it, the heating there is much better"
At that you lifted your head, shock evident in your eyes. You didn't realise he was staring at you this whole time. You two just sat there in silence for a solid 7 minutes, staring at each other, your eyes were wide and cheeks flushed, his, looked determined, not turning away from you. You nodded hesitantly, your eyes not leaving his.
Walking back to the dorms, one of your hands held the paperwork and schedule while the other was held by Toshinori, his fingers interlocked with yours, were pushed inside his coat pockets and he didn't let go, slowly rubbing circles on the back of your hand with his thumb. You were still blushing furiously but not awkward anymore.
An- I feel like i didn't do my best today, as I'm very busy but I still wanted to give u guys something. I just returned back home, I'm so tired, I just wanna sleep. Ahhhh. Anyway hope this is not too boring for you guys and please do tell me where I can improve.
"W-what, what do you mean" Toshinoris face was flushed, a deep crimson of red as his brain short circuited.
"W-why would you say it out loud like that" He was embarrassed, enough to wish for the earth to open up and swallow him whole.
During lunch today, you have suddenly brought up how much you love his tits, how you want to bury your face in them. Though it was unspoken of but you already had a habit of squishing his titties, whenever you saw him without a shirt, or whenever he walked passed you.
You would frequently grab his tits from behind, your chest to his back, and squish them whenever he made food, or stood in front of you. They have most likely become stress balls for you and you liked having your hands around them.
You would give him a kiss on the chest, or squish it tightly, sometimes bite on them too. Toshinori was already habitual of having your hands squish his titts once in a while, he didn't really cared when it happened but speaking it out loud? It got him stuttering
"What's so weird about it" You asked shrugging your shoulders "I really love them, they are so squishy and soft and.. " You trailed off babbling about toshinoris chest, meanwhile he sat in front of you eyes wide, cheeks flushed, staring at his lap.
"Saying it isn't necessary, you know? " Toshinori said, voice small, eyes darting everywhere, cheeks flushed.
"But I do it anyway! " You argued.
"T-thats the point" He stuttered again, embarrassed, "ugh! " You grumbled rolling your eyes as you walked over to where he was sitting.
You held the hem of his hoodie and pulled it up, inserting your head and hands inside his hoodie, you squished them again, your face rubbing against the valley of his chest.
"Feels so nice" You murmured against his chest, voice muffled. Toshinori lifted his hands hugging you close, as he let out a long sigh.
"So stubborn" He muttered under his breath, "and who's responsible for that? " You remarked, "yeah yeah, my fault" He admitted.
"Fine, you win" Toshinori couldn't help but adore you, even at that. He wouldn't mind whatever you did to him, as long as it made you happy he was happy.
You giggled inside his hoodie, and gave him a teasing bite on his chest.
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An - I really do want to squish his tits, this will forever be a dream, tsk. How does he carries such big bazonkerss! He is so bigg, so giantt, softt ahhh I love himmmm
Preparing for high school after summer, and the sun was awfully cruel today. You were sitting on a cafe near your house, which was completely empty, except for you two. Shouto and you sat near an almost secluded corner, Shouto sat in front on of, solving problems, completing summer homework and preparing for the next year.
After your small study session, you ordered a large cup of soft-serve ice cream to share. You took a bite, the cold ice cream cooled you, and then you held out another scoop for him, Shouto stared at the ice cream in front of him for a brief moment, confused at the gesture, before he asked aloud, without a filter.
"An indirect kiss?"
Your brain short circuited, eyes wide, it took you a minute to realise what he said and before you could blush Shouto leaned forward and took a bite.
A tiny smudge of vanilla ice cream was left on the corner of Shoutos lips.
"Ice cream" You said pointing at corner of your lips.
"Huh" Shouto replied confused, his brows drawn in a small frown.
Without thinking much you leaned forward, eyes focused on his lips, your thumb swipe away the ice cream smudge left on his lips. Shouto instantly goes rigid, eyes wide. He stared at you, and a beautiful blush creeps up his ears and cheeks, all the way down to his neck.
Shocked by the gesture, Shouto, unconsciously, but gently catches your wrist, your thumb still a breath away from his lips and he murmurs,
"You.. Shouldn't do that without warming" His eyes look away, ears turning redder as he fumbled to think of right words.
"My heart did something strange" He mumbled, slow, but loud enough for you to hear and it was your turn to be shocked.
Shouto may not understand what his words do to you, but he definitely is, unintentionally, the sweetest boy you've ever dated.
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I wanted to try a different character today, and I got inspiration from one of the Reddit posts I saw today.
Shouto my sweet boy, he deserves so much love I'm telling u ππ
Whenever I get an idea for the next fic I'm about to write, I make a draft and when I finally get the mood to complete it, I get so embarrassed after checking the cringe drafts "I" Have written. My face automatically turns disgusted and I think "did I really write this shit?" And I put myself in a time out because of the embarrassment. Mind you I'm always alone reading it.
