#gale force x reader

[candybowbeansies]

Unlock It

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, this is Inspired By A Song so its not written like Toshi-bear’s fic and a li'l more like Mic's, and Inasa being a clueless himbo during the game you made for him. he needs more love! 🥺

Underage characters are Aged Up!

~Masterlist~

inasa being a gentle giant under the cut! <3

You got the news through the phone that you were pregnant from the labs.

It was raining, and over the course of a few days, it had yet to show signs of stopping. It gave you plenty of time to plan, because your husband was busy being a pro hero.

You loved the rain. Because it reminded you of him. It reminded you of the light shower that you two first met in. It reminded you of the rainy days you and he met occasionally at that one coffee shop that provided you shelter from the wet weather, and him a nice break from work. It reminded you of the time when, after the rain had ceased and you both were about to part ways, he'd asked you out. It reminded you of yours and his nth date, movie night, of a sudden downpour, when he first kissed you after a soft lovers' playfight through the parking lot in a rush to get to his vehicle. His bulky frame towering over yours. And how it felt like an eternity until you both pulled apart. That grin of his.

Tonight, he was home. He was currently in the shower, allowing you to prepare what you had planned. Every note was in place; a little game you made up for him to get his surprise, locked in a small box that you had custom-made behind a code. The date you and him started going out. When you hear the shower turn off, you call out to him. "Hey, babe?" you ask. 'Yeah?' comes his reply from within. "I've kinda been planning something important for a few days, now." you say. You hear a small thump from within the bathroom, and you snicker to yourself before continuing. "And today's the day I wanna--" "I'm not missing something, am I?" you're interrupted by your worried husband who'd made a hasty exit, wearing his bathrobe. The look on his face makes you laugh.

"No--no, you're not." you laugh. The next face he makes has you laughing even harder. After several moments, he just shrugs his shoulders, before turning to head to the back of the place, wearing a very confused expression. "Surprise!" you wheeze, "It's s'posed t'be a surprise, babe." you tell him, and he steps back, leaning around the corner with a raised brow. "Here, here," you beckon him. "You need to play a game first." you tell him. When he approaches, you point to your lips and pucker them. He snorts, a bit confused, but amused, a small smile playing on his lips. He bends to plant a kiss on yours. You smile, then point to your unbuttoned sweater's pocket. He just stares. You giggle. "There's something in there. Take it out." you tell him. His mouth forms into a soundless 'Oh.' and he does as you instruct.

He unfolds the note, reading the sentence.

'Take off my sweater.'

"Alright." he says, raising his hands to pull the sweater off your shoulders. Once off, he drapes it over his arm, and you outstretch your enclosed hand, turning your palm upright and opening it. You try to contain your giggles as he raises his brows, taking the small paper.

Again, he unfolds it, reading the sentence it contains.

'Turn me around.'

He then reaches for one of your shoulders, coaxing you to turn around, showing another note you had taped to your shirt.

He takes it with a curious hum, reading it.

'Turn me back around, then turn this note around and read the back.'

"Okay..." he says, turning you back around. Slowly, he turns to paper, looking at you quizzically. You nod towards the paper, smiling widely at him.

His gaze lingers on you before lowering to the paper.

'Kiss my forehead.'

He chuckles softly, before bending to plant a kiss on your forehead. When he pulls away, you lift your shirt a bit to a note you'd taped to your tummy that read 'POKE HERE' with arrows on either side that pointed to a circle below.

Again, he does as instructed, giving you a gentle poke with a confused expression, and you giggle. "Last note. Promise." you say to him, outstretching your other enclosed hand, turning it palm up, and opening it to give him the final note. He takes it, unfolding it and reading it. While he does, you prance off to procure the box.

'This is going to be a very important hint to open your surprise: What day, month, and year marks a very important occasion in our relationship?'

He hums thoughtfully, raising a hand to rub at his chin as he stares at the note. You return in from of him, his gaze lifting to you, then the box as you offer it to him. Apprehensively, he takes the box and peruses it to find it locked behind numbers. He thumbs the numbers with a thoughtful frown as you come to his side.

He scrolls through the numbers, entering the date of your wedding. The box does not open. You can't help but smile. Next up is the day he proposed to you. The box still remains locked, and he becomes stumped, entering important date after important date in an attempt to open it, to no avail. Eventually, you can't help but laugh at him. "When did we first kiss, you big oaf?" you tease him. "Ooooh." he hums, closing his eyes and tapping the box thoughtfully.

"If I remember...?" he mutters under his breath after a few moments, entering the correct date. You begin to feel giddy as the box clicks and pops open. Slowly, he opens it, to find a baby bib you'd made yourself while he was away. His eyes widen at your embroidery that read 'FOR OUR BABY' in big, colorful letters.

He just stares, wide-eyed, for several moments. "Baby?" you call to him. An incredulous sound escapes him, his voice failing him; he can only point at the bib, jaw slack, wearing a look of disbelief mixed with excitement. You giggle at him. "I'm pregnant." you tell him, and for several more moments, he just gapes like a goldfish. He sniffs, eyes wet as his jaw snaps shut, and you quickly find yourself in his arms, papers and sweater crumbling to the floor. You feel yourself tear up, too, wrapping your arms around him as he just hugs you tight, and for the longest time, you stay in each others' embrace.

[shuckinbeanz]

Gangster!BNHA au p.3

warnings/notes: nsfw, minors dni or imma 👏 virtual 👏 smacc 👏 u 👏, fucking (literally) gangsters, mentions of kleptomania, mirror kink, mentions of a little feederism, making and use of drugs, sex while high, semi-public sex, cockwarming, slight mention of brat taming, spanking, Service and Daddy Doms, overstimulation, cervix kissing/fucking, size kink, a lil bit of praise kink, as well as dumbification mentions, sugar daddy, & begging if you squint, plus maybe something tiny about an unhealthy relationship? 🤔 but its not toxic. depends how you look at it, whatever floats your boat, ig. one line mentioning likely PTSD and i absolutely ruin our poor sweet tama-tan but trust me you'll love the gangster him. 🥴 some are longer than others(not sorry) and I used a translation service for Sero's Spanish, so i know it's potentially gibberish in the actual language, so I'll mark what I actually want him to say. If it needs correcting don't be afraid to hmu 👀 pls

Underage characters are Aged Up!

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

First | Second | Third

we know(or at least some of us know) ab @miggiisdumb and her LOVELY gangster!bakugo 🥵 which inspired these! Featuring present mic(who gave me trouble), inasa, sero, fatgum, and suneater(who gave me even more trouble).

shameless tag: @pixiikitty cuz i kno we bof wike tama-tan... 🥺👉👈

gangster!hizashi is another calculating man who puts on a himbo facade. very, very charismatic, so he's often Might Gang's negotiator. his boundless energy is contagious, and your wrong if you think he hasn't been around. like, around, around. man is a favorite where he works, teaching pole dancing-and he's literally their posterchild. he's the one that rakes in clients. yes, you heard me right. he teaches pole-dancing. and he does choreography.

he's literally eros and apollo by studio killers. srsly. listen to the song.

he follows the work hard-play hard style of life. man is a hardcore party animal.

as such, man is a FREAK in the sheets. he's so fucking kinky mf might as well be a fucking porn star. and he is Very open about it. sex is a natural thing to do, and he's legit a natural at it

he's a hardcore top, SOMETIMES he MIGHT let you 'top' him, but remember; he's the one in charge. big sadist this mf is, and an even bigger tease.

with him, it'd be any position viable in front of a mirror. loves to make you watch as his jacob's ladder pops wetly in your cunny 🥴

gangster!inasa is yet another himbo who's all brawn, can never sit still, and has zero brain cells. like gangster!kirishima mans ass is thicc. just grab it, okay? mans will reward punish you later (you can tell from that one look he gives you. ya'know, that one look that makes your panties drop? yes that one 🥵)

as a brawler mans will fite for your honor. there's literally no stopping him. (he's got chronic spontaneity, but we'll do more on that in a bit.) and oh boy, does he pack a mean punch. the kind of punch that will turn someone's face into a bowl if he's pissed off enough. Only those brave enough to degrade you when he's around(trust me, man is an intimidating wall of muscle at a whopping 6'3, and his natural sharp eyes sigh 😩), or those who see you temporarily left alone and decide to degrade/harass you while he's off doing something for a minute or two, get a knuckle sandwhich. "The fuck you think you are, comin' up on my lambchop like I ain't around?!" keheheh look they're flying~

he's spontaneous with the majority of his actions, and he almost always goes along with whatever you want 99% of the time.

and if you're super kinky, man is all for it. wanna use panty vibes? Inasa is a ruthless tease. man will edge you allll fucking day. public restroom sex? boi will take you to one of those unisex restrooms for a ride 🥴

he is a Service Dom, a Daddy Dom, and he's a brat tamer. if you wanna be a brat, he will tame provide to you what you're begging for by being one. you know what you're getting into when you decide to be a brat, you heathens. expect soft discipline(spanking, soft biting, hair tugging/pulling) as he has your bratty cunt warm his exquisite cock balls deep, scolding you for being a brat, til you're literally sobbing for him to rail you already 😩 its phat and veiny and has an angry red weeping mushroom head 😩 its gotta be his enthusiasm its gotta be 😩

"Now, now, little lamb...you knew what you were getting into." Spank. "Riling Daddy up like that." Spank. "You never learn, do you, sweetheart? Now you gotta learn your place, again...no moving."

gangster!sero is very easygoing, approachable, and just overall just take a joint and chillax type of guy. but don't let this fool you. he's another calculating type, but not much can set him off. he knows his limits, and he likely knows yours too. he is extremely observant, and like gangster!deku he expertly plays out his schemes.

he is very sneaky, light-footed(that is to be expected in his line of work), and he has almost zero presence. so expect a lot of scare pranks from him to get a rise out of you 😂 (don't worry you can get back at him later)

to put it bluntly, he's a thief. he can, will, and won't hesitate to klepto whatever catches his eye(especially if it reminds him of you).

BUT JUST BECAUSE HE'S A THIEF dont mean he can't kill someone. srsly. there's a couple dozen skeletons he's made dotted about. literally. but i'll leave that to your imagination. onto the bedroom!

TIE HIM UP, OR LET HIM TIE YOU UP

he's into BDSM. he's a complete brat in the sack. bratty sub, bratty dom. he is a power bottom, and a bit of a masochist for you.

"Oh dios, que me jodan...you're so pretty for me like this, lovebug."

(says "Oh God, fuck me...")

he's ab average in size, he has a nice bulge under his cock and he tilts to th side a lil and down just right😩 when he tops he'll fold you in positions (yes, plural; mans will find them) where he hits your g-spot 🥴 it'll take a couple times, but when he's got you figured out, he'll make you go dumb from then on "Remember the safeword, mi amor." 🥵

gangster!taishiro is Might Gang's drug dealer. man literally has not one, but two kitchens, one for cooking drugs and the other because man is a foodie, as you'd be able to tell from his physique. he is an intimidating gentle giant at a whopping 6'5, and man is dummy thicc. like he loves his abnormally large hoodies that make you look like you're wearing a fucking ballgown cuz he's xtra hawt n xtra large 🥵 but when its off and his form can't be easily mistaken for pure chubalub, man is also stacked and strong. he is very good at cooking drugs, and has a vast array of anonymous clientele. he's a fucking genius.

he's a very playful, sweet, and carefree dude-highly extroverted. you can find him easily, as he frequents literally every (shady) club in town. man has a switch, and it when it flips when he's doin' business he does a complete 180.

like gangster!toshinori, he loves to spoil his honeypie ROTTEN and he is 100% a Daddy Dom. dont be too much of a brat. it won't get you anywhere with him. if you want something, say it, and Daddy will provide. so don't beat around the fucking bush.

"You want somethin', sweetheart? Let Daddy get it for his sweet li'l tootsieroll~"

he loves LOVES waking up to the smell of his baby girl's home cooking. and if you don't know how to cook, he'll teach you if you're willing to learn. Feed him a couple bites or let him feed you once in awhile bc your cheeks are adorable to him 🥺

man is PACKING between his legs, right up there with gangster!toshinori in size. he's a big guy, has a big dick, and as such there ain't many positions that can be used, but he'll always make you feel small and safe and oh my god 🙏 pray for your coochie because Daddy will go up, over, and beyond to make sure she is thoroughly satisfied and will make her go dumb unless you tell him to stop 🥵

"Fuuuuck, babygirl. So tight...you make Daddy feel so good. It's only right that Daddy does the same for you, yeah?"

gangster!tamaki is a hot mess. he's socially awkward, its very likely he suffers from PTSD, he also suffers from depression and has v bad anxiety that leads to his defensive mechanism-lashing out. this defense mechanism also extends to you-and not in the way you're thinking, you masochists. he's loyal to a fault, and when he sees you being harassed, degraded, etc., he will explode. you'll need to calm him down before he permanently cancels some life subscriptions, and you're the only thing closest to gangster!mirio and drugs that can without getting hurt. he's tall, 6'1 but he tends to hunch, and he's lanky, but don't let this fool you. He is very agile and quite strong, so he can take a group at once.

he is very dependent on drugs, and dependent on you. don't get me wrong, he's a grown man, he don't rely on you so much where the relationship would be downright toxic. you are not his therapist, and he knows that, but he still has issues, and you both know that.

cockwarming and cuddles are two huge things with him, especially when he's as high as a kite. he's very handsy and touchy when he's high, and he's very mouthy too. I don't necessarily mean verbally, btw. i mean the kisses he gives. if you let him, he'll leave marks. after he's done, he'll have you ride him til your tuckered out.

"You're so good to me, baby... *Gasp* Y-Yes...keep bouncin', please!~"

when he's high, he's confident and dominant. and with these two combined, he can be very passionate. a tamaki who's high doesn't simply fuck. he makes passionate love-nice and slow, or hot and heavy-so set the pace, honey, because mini-tama is rearing to go; he has a pretty thang 😩 a very pretty thang. it's long and not too chunky and his pretty PHAT light pink mushroom head is fucking sensitive so suck on it 🥺

and THE STAMINA THIS MAN HAS 😩 once he's on the confidence boat, he can and will go for hours. he's kinda masochistic because he LOVES overstimulation, so mans can keep cumming. better make a point to babble praises, because it's music to his ears. he'll have your bodies squished together and his pretty pink mushroom head kissing your cervix. tease him if you want his inner dom to come out and bully your womb open. 😩 do a few kegels if you want him to lose it and rail you hard 🥵

"You asked for it, bunny. Yeah--nnnh--you fucking asked for it."

[x-reader-breakfast]

Inasa Yaorashi x Reader

Word count: 920 Warnings: Flufffff

"Inasa..." You looked at him worriedly notice the lack of his name on the board. You had a feeling that it wouldn't show after what happened in the rescue test. You held onto his forearm to help ground him.

"Congratulations (Y/N)! There was no need for your doubts!" Inasa cheered as he ruffled your hair through your schools hat. He kept laughing, although an honest laugh a small bit of it was forced. You shook your head. "Thank you!" You chuckled. "But don't think about this too much. You were just following your heart out there and you made great progress as well. You demolished a wall and built a relationship that will be beneficial for life!" You shouted at him in support.

Inasa took a few steps back and bowed smashing his head into the ground. Not only in respect but also because he couldn’t look at you as your words touched his soul.  If he looked at you he feared that he would send himself flying with how flustered he felt.

“Inasa!”  You exclaimed kneeling down and pulled on his big shoulders.  “You don’t have to do this to me.”  He grumbled as you struggled to make him stand up.  But you touch made his body shake happily.

“I’m so glad that you get to pretty much do the test again!”  You sighed in relief as you both exited the examination facility.  “The internships would be very boring without you.  Yet the first little while will just be as bad.”  You said the last part more to yourself. “Do not worry (Y/N) I will breeze through the exam like a tornado!”  He cheered trying to bring up your slightly dampened mood.  His attitude made you go into a fit of giggles as your heart fluttered with joy.  “Ah Todoroki!”  Inasa ran up to his new found friend excitedly.

You don’t know what they were talking about but something made your friend pause in his step and look back at you with a slightly flushed face.  You,  cutely,  titled your head in confusion.  This caused Inasa to jumped the tiniest bit at your action and his movements seemed a bit more erratic as he continued to talk with the infamous student.

Somehow you and Seiji managed to be able to attend and observe the Remedial Course.  Maybe because the pro-hero you and Inasa were to do an internship under didn’t want to take one without the other.

“Does the hero know that you two aren’t actually dating.” Seiji stated nonchalantly.  You sputtered turning your direction from Inasa who was doing his best handling with the children,  which was way too adorable for you to handle in the first place. “Huh?” You were slightly confused by his statement,  it was a bit out of the blue. “You two do work great as a team,  a bit too well, so I’m not surprised by their decision.”  Seiji was watching Inasa discussing with other students on how to deal with the children.  Occasionally Inasa would glance up at you,  your presence providing more support than you could dream of. “Wh-what are you-”  You leaned forward and whispered.  “Wait, do people think- but I’ve-”  Seiji rolled his eyes with the tiniest smirk.

You clapped in awe at the wonderful display of the ice slide and the illusion of the aurora as the children screamed with glee.  Inasa quickly glanced over to you as he lifted another child up with his quirk and sparkle that was in your eye just made his heart and pride swell drastically.

You know what.  He feels great today,  he might actually tell you.

Inasa saw you waiting outside with Seiji standing in a comfortable silence.  He bid farewell to his new comrades and ran over to you. “Inasa,  you were amazing out there!”  You cheered upon noticing his approach.  Inasa paused and quickly bowed smashing his head into the ground once more. “Thank you (Y/N)!!”  He shot up again and held your forearm and dragged you away from everyone.  “I need to speak to you urgently.”  He said in a rush. “I-  is everything alright?”  You asked when he finally came to a stop.

The wind using hero-to-be appeared nervous in front of you as his face grew redder and redder. “Yes... actually.”  His voice oddly quiet.  “I was hoping that...”  He sighed unable to gather his words properly as you watched him.  So he decided to do this the only way he felt right.   His iconic bow.  “I would be greatly honoured if you accepted me as your boyfriend.  But I acknowledge if you don’t.”  His heart thumping heavily,  it’s all he could hear.

You stood frozen for a moment but the way he was shaking made you step forward and attempt to lift him back up by his shoulders.  This time he complied but hesitantly avoiding your eyes. “On one condition,”  You began softly. “You stop bowing like that in front of me.  You have such a handsome face.”  You reached up and brushed the spot that often got scraped.  “It’s starting to scar there.” Inasa stiffly nodded. “I’ll- I’ll do my best.”  He went to bow again but stopped halfway and slowly stood up again.  “So are we-” “Yes.” You laughed at his out of character shyness.

The swelling in Inasa’s heart burst and he picked you up laughing as he spun you around.  He was unaware that he activated his quirk as you felt yourself begin to float and the air rush around you.

[shuckinbeanz]

Unlock It

warnings/notes: reader is preggers, this is Inspired By A Song so its not written like Toshi-bear’s fic and a li'l more like Mic's, and Inasa being a clueless himbo during the game you made for him. he needs more love! 🥺

Underage characters are Aged Up!

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

~Masterlist~

inasa being a gentle giant under the cut! <3

You got the news through the phone that you were pregnant from the labs.

It was raining, and over the course of a few days, it had yet to show signs of stopping. It gave you plenty of time to plan, because your husband was busy being a pro hero.

You loved the rain. Because it reminded you of him. It reminded you of the light shower that you two first met in. It reminded you of the rainy days you and him met occasionally at that one coffee shop which provided you shelter from the wet weather, and him a nice break from work. It reminded you of the time when, after the rain had ceased and you both were about to part ways, he'd asked you out. It reminded you of yours and his nth date, movie night, of a sudden downpour, when he first kissed you after a soft lovers' playfight through the parking lot in a rush to get to his vehicle. His bulky frame towering over yours. And how it felt like an eternity until you both pulled apart. That grin of his.

Tonight, he was home. He was currently in the shower, allowing you to prepare what you had planned. Every note was in place; a little game you made up for him to get his surprise, locked in a small box that you had custom made behind a code. The date you and him started going out. When you hear the shower turn off, you call out to him. "Hey, babe?" you ask. 'Yeah?' comes his reply from within. "I've kinda been planning something important for a few days, now." you say. You hear a small thump from within the bathroom, and you snicker to yourself before continuing. "And today's the day I wanna--" "I'm not missing something, am I?" you're interrupted by your worried husband who'd made a hasty exit, wearing his bathrobe. The look on his face makes you laugh.

"No--no, you're not." you laugh. The next face he makes has you laughing even harder. After several moments, he just shrugs his shoulders, before turning to head to the back of the place, wearing a very confused expression. "Surprise!" you wheeze, "It's s'posed t'be a surprise, babe." you tell him, and he steps back, leaning around the corner with a raised brow. "Here, here," you beckon him. "You need to play a game first." you tell him. When he approaches, you point to your lips and pucker them. He snorts, a bit confused, but amused, a small smile playing on his lips. He bends to plant a kiss on yours. You smile, then point to your unbuttoned sweater's pocket. He just stares. You giggle. "There's something in there. Take it out." you tell him. His mouth forms into a soundless 'Oh.' and he does as you instruct.

He unfolds the note, reading the sentence.

'Take off my sweater.'

"Alright." he says, raising his hands to pull the sweater off your shoulders. Once off, he drapes it over his arm, and you outstretch your enclosed hand, turning your palm upright and opening it. You try to contain your giggles as he raises his brows, taking the small paper.

Again, he unfolds it, reading the sentence it contains.

'Turn me around.'

He then reaches for one of your shoulders, coaxing you to turn around, showing another note you had taped to your shirt.

He takes it with a curious hum, reading it.

'Turn me back around, then turn this note around and read the back.'

"Okay..." he says, turning you back around. Slowly, he turns to paper, looking at you quizzically. You nod towards the paper, smiling widely at him.

His gaze lingers on you before lowering to the paper.

'Kiss my forehead.'

He chuckles softly, before bending to plant a kiss on your forehead. When he pulls away, you lift your shirt a bit to a note you'd taped to your tummy that read 'POKE HERE' with arrows on either side that pointed to a circle below.

Again, he does as instructed, giving you a gentle poke with a confused expression, and you giggle. "Last note. Promise." you say to him, outstretching your other enclosed hand, turning it palm up and opening it to give him the final note. He takes it, unfolding it and reading it. While he does, you prance off to procure the box.

'This is going to be a very important hint to open your surprise: What day, month, and year marks a very important occasion in our relationship?'

He hums thoughtfully, raising a hand to rub at his chin as he stares at the note. You return in from of him, his gaze lifting to you, then the box as you offer it to him. Apprehensively, he takes the box and peruses it to find it locked behind numbers. He thumbs the numbers with a thoughtful frown as you come to his side.

He scrolls through the numbers, entering the date of your wedding. The box does not open. You can't help but smile. Next up is the day he proposed to you. The box still remains locked, and he becomes stumped, entering important date after important date in attempt to open it, to no avail. Eventually, you can't help but laugh at him. "When did we first kiss, you big oaf?" you tease him. "Ooooh." he hums, closing his eyes and tapping the box thoughtfully.

"If I remember...?" he mutters under his breath after a few moments, entering the correct date. You begin to feel giddy as the box clicks and pops open. Slowly, he opens it, to find a baby bib you'd made yourself while he was away. His eyes widen at your embroidery that read 'FOR OUR BABY' in big, colorful letters.

He just stares, wide eyed, for several moments. "Baby?" you call to him. An incredulous sound escapes him, his voice failing him; he can only point at the bib, jaw slack, wearing a look of disbelief mixed with excitement. You giggle at him. "I'm pregnant." you tell him, and for several more moments, he just gapes like a goldfish. He sniffs, eyes wet as his jaw snaps shut, and you quickly find yourself in his arms, papers and sweater crumbling to the floor. You feel yourself tear up, too, wrapping your arms around him as he just hugs you tight, and for the longest time, you stay in each others' embrace.