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My Hero Academia Masterlist | All masterlists

Villain version

A little thing made entirely for myself. Requests are still being worked on, I could just tell I needed a break before I fell into writer's block. Hope thats understandable :]

Word count: 3633 (Around 140-200 each).

Last edited: Not yet edited! Ignore any misspellings or off lines.

Characters included: (All separate) Best Jeanist, Ectoplasm, Fat Gum, Gang Orca, Ingenium, Kamui Woods, Mandalay, Mirko, Mt. Lady, Power Loader, Present Mic, Rock Lock, Ryukyu, Snipe, Thirteen, Eraser Head, Hawks, Star And Stripe, Sir Nighteye, All Might.

Warning(s)/Contents: Gender neutral reader. Possibly OOC, I did my best. Lots of fluff. Light angst undertones in some(Related to pro hero experience, not to relationships). Not very long in each part, something I made to help my writer's block. General romantic intimacy. I have no favoritism until I do. Genuinely pure guessing with Snipe cuz what do you mean we don't even know his name? I might've blacked out through writing most of this.

• Best Jeanist / Tsunagu Hakamada

| His favorite thing to kiss is your hands.

| Ever the gentleman, he feels your hands are always a good choice to go for. Easily accessible, publicly acceptable, and yet oh so intimate, a good way to silently remind you of his adoration.

| He doesn't kiss you as often as he'd like, with him being a highly ranked pro who's costumed conceals his mouth. So even if you work alongside him, it's incredibly difficult for him to show that kind of physical affection without going through the hassle of pushing the denim down just for lip access.

| His kisses are typically soft, much like his lips, but longer than necessary. Due to the former points, when he does have the chance to kiss you he takes his time, not wanting to let you slip away again so fast.

| When you're both home at the same time expect to be kissed quite a bit, even more so when it's been a while since the two of you could truly and properly be together. Your hands, palms, lips, face, really anything he has access to will get at least double the amount of kisses than you expect.

• Ectoplasm

| His favorite thing to kiss is the top of your head.

| Due to his mouth's natural state, his kisses aren't exactly the typical kind, but he does his best. He approaches you, typically wrapping his arms around your waist before pressing his teeth lightly against your head.

| For this very reason, kisses with him are pretty rare as they do come off as strange, even to him. He doesn't want to accidentally leave saliva over your head and/or hair, and also doesn't need weird looks due to it.

| He makes up for his lack of kisses with other forms of affection though. Most typically hand holding or just generally keeping a hand on you or an arm around you. Hugs are common as well in private.

| He does practically fold if you're the one to kiss him though, no matter where. His face heats up and he gets all sheepish while trying to pretend he's entirely fine.

• Fat Gum / Taishiro Toyomitsu

| His favorite thing to kiss is your nose.

| In reality, Fat gum loves to kiss you everywhere. Your nose just happens to be the most common! It's quick, easy, AND cute. And your reactions are always a bonus, whether you smile, giggle, or your nose scrunches up instinctively or playfully.

| Forehead kisses or kisses to the top of your head are also incredibly common though, especially with his height leaving him likely taller than you. Especially whenever he hugs you! He might as well kiss you then too. It just makes sense to him.

| Of course, whenever stuff isn't super busy and he has just some time to spare, he's quick to give you proper kisses too. Truly the highlights of his day, especially if you don't work with or around him.

| His kisses are always so sweet, even if he does get a bit carried away sometimes. It's not uncommon for him to lift you while you kiss because he just wants you closer.

• Gang Orca / Kugo Sakamata

| His favorite thing to kiss is the top of your head.

| Much like Ectoplasm, proper kisses don't really work with Kugo. With him it's more alike to nuzzling. Lightly rubbing his snout against your cheek or shoulder, but mainly the top of your head, since it's typically easy access and it's the place that feels least awkward or animalistic to nuzzle.

| He's also incredibly fond of nuzzling your neck, though strictly in private or highly comfortable company. It feels especially intimate for you to allow, much less be comfortable with, him so close to such a vulnerable part of your body.

| Although, in the private of your own home, he does have a slight tendency to nibble between nuzzles without really thinking about it. He was originally worried the first few times he did it, but it quickly turned into simple embarrassment that he couldn't help it. He doesn't even mean something more suggestive by it! It just feels natural.

• Ingenium / Tensei Iida

| His favorite thing to kiss is your forehead.

| It's a close call between your forehead and your lips, but Tensei can't help but always fall back into forehead kisses. He adores how sweet the general action feels, and he can do it with ease around people too.

| That's not to say he wouldn't kiss your lips around people too. Those are not off the table as he feels it's entirely acceptable to give his partner a quick kiss. Though he wouldn't cross any lines with getting even slightly too intimate. He doesn't want to make anyone uncomfortable, so that's kept for when you're at home. There they are prominent however.

| His kisses are typically gentle, even if they're quick, often accompanied by a hand on your waist, hip, or neck. He generally just likes touching you, if not holding you, whenever you share kisses.

• Kamui Woods / Shinji Nishiya

| His favorite thing to kiss is your cheek.

| Shinji absolutely adores cheek kisses, both to give them and to receive them. For some reason it just brings him such a feeling of domesticity. So do many other types of kisses of course, but for some reason he can't help but associate a kiss on the cheek with early mornings, a spouse giving a quick bit of affection, a quick sign of love, before leaving for work.

| And he always does just that. Always kisses your cheek before he heads off. Even when he's in a rush, that kiss is one of, if not the, top priorities. Whenever he's managed to not do it, it's itched at his mind till he gets home. It's really necessary apparently.

| Oh and how he adores any late night kisses, whether they're initiated by you or him. Light kisses to the forehead in the warm light, deep intimate kisses on the lips whenever the two of you have missed each other just a bit more than usual, or light kisses pressed to the shoulder and neck whenever the other is busy doing something. It's truly like living a fantasy for him.

• Mandalay / Shino Sosaki

| Her favorite thing to kiss is your shoulder.

| Ooh how she loves hugging you from behind after a long day, her arms wrapped around your waist, nails lightly running over your sides, and lips pressing light, almost ticklish, kisses over your shoulder and neck.

| When it comes to cuddling, depending on the position, she's also rather fond of kissing your collar bone or stomach. She enjoys the closeness of it. Of you letting her that close. Letting her put her weight on you.

| Kisses with her are rather common. It's one of her favorite ways to show her affection for you, always with her hands on you too. Hips, thighs, shoulders, chest, really wherever it works best for the kiss depending on your size. And oh she loves lightly teasing you after if you're the type to get flustered or giddy.

• Mirko / Rumi Usagiyama

| Her favorite thing to kiss is your lips.

| Oh Rumi does have such a natural draw to your lips, doesn't she? If she's not on any properly important hero task and she spots you? You bet she's heading to give you a quick kiss before continuing on. I mean that doesn't hurt when it's just a patrol, right? And it's not like reporters mind having a new thing to mention, even if it'll get ignored quickly.

| Now if you're also a hero and the two of you end up in a meeting to mull over a team-up strategy or in some sort of interview, you bet she has her arm around either your waist or shoulders, lightly kissing your palm or cheek from time to time.

| Not necessarily a kissing headcanon, but she does do it during kisses too, this woman LOVES to have a hand on your thigh when the two of you are sitting together. It just feels natural and it lets others know that she loves you too.

| If you were to kiss her on the head, especially between her ears, she'd find it absolutely adorable. She'd let you have your moment before grabbing your waist and pulling you in for a proper kiss.

• Mt. Lady / Yu Takeyama

| Her favorite thing to kiss is your neck.

| Not only is it more intimate, but it's also at a near perfect height whenever the two of you are cuddling. Nearly all typical positions, long as she's turned towards you, allows her access to your neck. The side, your throat, she'll even go up to your jaw or down to your collarbone at times. She wants to show you how much she loves you, and when it's a lazy day those kisses are an easy way to do so.

| And if you're ticklish at the neck, to her that's really just a bonus. Getting to hear that wonderful laugh of yours that she's gotten used to during your time together really just makes the whole thing feel even more domestic. Especially when she's so close and your laugh is so clear to her ears. What more could a woman like her want?

| Oh and if you're cooking or cleaning? Or perhaps working at a desk for whatever reason? You bet she's coming up behind you and pressing a long kiss to the back of your neck, sometimes followed up with some whispers or mumbles about the most average day-to-day things like asking what the two of you will be having for dinner.

• Power Loader / Higari Majima

| His favorite thing to kiss is your cheek.

| For Higari cheek kisses are just the most natural thing. Both to give and to receive. Whenever he's working on some sort of support item, especially one that may be dangerous if handled incorrectly, he just prefers a quick kiss to his cheek if you want to give him affection, that way he can give you a sweet smile followed by a "Hey baby." And give you a proper kiss once he's finished.

| Due to his wishes of limited kisses while working, he gives you the same respect without really having to be asked to. It just seems respectful to treat your work as just as important as he wants his work treated. Whether you like cooking, writing, painting, reading, or something else entirely, if he sees you doing it and wants to give you some affection, he too will press a kiss to your cheek and then ask in whenever you're finished.

| Oh and if the two of you are cuddling or hugging? You bet he's giving a kiss to the top of your head or to your collarbone depending on your height.

• Present Mic / Hizashi Yamada

| His favorite thing to kiss is your forehead.

| Now this man adores to kiss you pretty much any way he can, let's be real. But forehead kisses, giving them at least, does something completely different for him for reasons he can't quite describe when asked.

| Maybe getting to press his lips to your forehead lets him enjoy some low level of protectiveness. Or maybe he just enjoys being able to properly hold you while he presses his lips to your skin. Either way, it doesn't really matter to him. Long as he can have you right there within his arms, getting to press soft kisses to your face as you laugh.

| Oh but whenever you're overstimulated or he's just a bit too loud for the current time, PLEASE grab his face and kiss him. It's the best way to keep him quiet for a little while. He'll be all smiley when you've pulled apart.

• Rock Lock / Ken Takagi

| His favorite thing to kiss is your lips.

| Ken is just oh so fond of the typical proper lip kisses. He views it as a way to tell you exactly how much he loves you with proper action over just some words anyone could say. And if he can hold your hips and pull you close during it? Well that'll just make his entire day.

| Whenever the two of you have company, whether it's visiting family or during work hours, he's also rather fond of pressing kisses to either side of your hand, but he does seem to have a preference for your palm. Feeling the heat of your hand just brings another layer to it.

| Though a given is that this man would coat each and every part of your limbs in kisses if you'd let him. He truly adores you and he lives for showing you that when the two of you are finally home in each other's presence. What more could a man ask for than to be home with the love of his life, both of you safe and happy.

• Ryukyu / Ryuko Tatsuma

| Her favorite thing to kiss is your neck.

| Her commonly stuffing her face into the crook of your neck is more of a protective thing most of the time, something she often does when you're in company. Though it's only in private that she'll press light kisses along the crook, throat, and spine. That's not something for others to observe, but rather something to be shared strictly between the two of you as lovers. And she does expect it back.

| She does this for comfort as well, though that's also strictly during privacy or highly comfortable company. In the public eye she is to be a brave hero, someone to stand not trembling when the weaker can't. But when she's especially stressed or anxious with a job or general political situation, she's hiding her face in your shoulder and neck, taking deep controlled breaths as you run your fingers or palm over her back.

| And oh how she appreciates you letting her do that. She always thanks you with not only words but also by holding your face within her warm hands and pressing kisses from your nose to your forehead before finally pressing one to your lips.

• Snipe

| His favorite thing to kiss is your shoulder.

| Despite how little is known about Snipe, which in my humble opinion is criminal, I refuse to leave him out of this. So for the sake of this we'll say the mask is a part of his hero costume since I can't know if it's a part of him without a civilian version.

| Snipe's genuine favorite thing after a long day is just to seek you out and slump against you from behind, resting his forehead or chin on your shoulder while greeting you. And first when you acknowledge him will he press a long warm kiss to your shoulder. Absolute bonus points if you have birthmarks, freckles, or scars there that he can aim for!

| On that note I just know he loves birthmarks. He finds them so pretty and loves to press kisses along them, especially if there's a couple in a row. This absolutely counts for freckles too though.

| Temple kisses are also so common with this man, especially in public. Whether the two of you work together or are just out doing errands, almost anytime he can he's pressing his lips to the side of your head. And he's more than willing to lift his mask off for it too.

• Thirteen / Anan Kurose

| Her favorite thing to kiss is your nose.

| Now though Anan's love for kissing your nose is very great, she honestly just loves each and every part of your face and leaves kisses across it all whenever she can. Your forehead, your brow, your temple, your lips, nothing is safe.

| To be fair, basically no part of you is safe from this woman's kisses when she's off work. Wear a sleeveless shirt? She's heading to kiss your shoulders. Low collar or general easy access to your neck? She's at it. You get the gist.

| It's only natural though, especially for a support hero as powerful as she is. She sees how quickly everything can go to hell for someone and wants to make sure to give you as much of her love as possible. Just to be safe.

• Eraser Head / Shota Aizawa

| His favorite thing to kiss is your forehead.

| Shota isn't one for actively showing affection, especially not in public, but from time to time he is willing to give you a long kiss above your brows. This is especially common if he's been worried about you for whatever reason.

| That's not to say he really minds you actively showing affection. Long as it isn't around the press or his students, he's happy to accept whatever kind of kiss you're willing to give. If he's in a good mood, he might even give one back in return since you've initiated.

| Oh but when this man is sleepy? Perhaps just woke up alongside you? With his mind only half there he's much more cuddly, pulling you close and tangling your legs together as he presses light kisses wherever he can reach. He allows you all the affection he'll struggle to give throughout the day during your peaceful early mornings together.

• Hawks / Keigo Takami

| His favorite thing to kiss is your lips.

| I mean really, why wouldn't it be? Honestly his favorite thing to do on a daily basis is to use a stupid smooth or sarcastic line to make you laugh and then get rewarded with a kiss.

| Though he probably doesn't admit this out loud often, those kisses also bring him some level of comfort. A feeling of safety, like he's being protected, that's not common to feel among heroes. The kind of feeling that heroes are trained to be able to give out, and yet you bring that serene feeling through his body like it's as natural as breathing air. Like everything will be okay as long as your lips stay pressed to his. The times he has brought that up of course, he's laughed about it, making it seem more like a joke or a general playful jab, but damn does that mean a lot to him. And he hopes he brings the same kind of feeling to you.

| Oh but no one can convince me that this man wouldn't playfully bring you into a loose stepped dance, expecting neither of you to really do well, just to be able to laugh with you and be able to press kisses to your face between them. And when he wants to give you a little shock, to see that pretty face of yours twist in minor shock before remembering that it's just him and that you're entirely safe, he'll dip you down just enough to give you a stupidly Rom Com-like kiss.

• Star and Stripe / Cathleen Bate

| Her favorite thing to kiss is your lips.

| Thick or thin, tall or short, you bet this lady's picking you up during kisses. Hands under your thighs, keeping your legs around her waist or at her hips, pressing her lips passionately to yours, showing each and every bit of her adoration and love for the one person with the title of her beloved partner.

| On that note, I feel she would spin you around whenever she's in an especially good mood! Laughing proudly as she does so, hoping to get the same kind of smile on your precious face.

| Back kisses plenty! If you're at home wearing something less covering, like a tank top or a crop top, or if you're generally bare chested, she's approaching you from behind and pressing kisses along your upper back while rubbing your hips or sides.

• Sir Nighteye / Mirai Sasaki

| His favorite thing to kiss is your hands.

| Mirai is more quiet with his love, often not showing it through words and rarely through physical affection, typically preferring acts of service or quality time to show how deeply his care and appreciation for you goes.

| Though despite this, every day without fail, he presses a kiss to the back of your hand. Once when the two of you are finally laying together in bed, getting ready to sleep with only dim lamps lighting the room. The other time is before one of you head off to work. He'll quietly, calmly, call your name to have you turn to him, before taking both your hands in his and pressing his lips to your fingers.

| If you come visit him in his work office, whether you work with him or are just stopping by, if it's been a rougher day for either of you, he'll sometimes reach out and grab your hand as you turn to head out again just so he can kiss it and tell you that he loves you.

• All Might / Toshinori Yagi

| His favorite thing to kiss is your temple.

| Back in his prime days, he was definitely much prouder. So if you were dating him at that time, back then he'd have had a huge preference for kissing either your lips, or if you're shorter than him, your forehead. Most likely always followed by a loose and loving laugh.

| Nowadays though, he has a soft spot for kissing your wrist. And at times your neck too. For the same reason he enjoys having his head on your chest whenever possible and appropriate. The sound of your heartbeat and the feeling of your pulse. A quiet reminder that you're both alive, that you're both here with each other still. After all that heartache and danger, you're still here.

| That's not to say he's not still fond of kissing your forehead and lips though, now it's just more of a quiet and intimate thing, done with warm smiles and silent promises, often followed by "I love you." Or "How are you feeling?".

[delaware-lemme-smash]

Could we have some hcs of reader referring to some of the older MHA men (coughAizawacough) as "beekeeping age" and then they make her explain it? LMAO.

For those who don’t spend all their time on TikTok like I do, ‘beekeeping age’ refers to an attractive older man, usually in 40s/50s. Some of these guys technically don’t apply but we’re putting them in anyway!

Characters: Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori/All Might, Maijima Higari/Power Loader, Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye

Contents: The existential struggle of trying to explain a meme to people who aren't chronically online.

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

Age: 31

Yes, he’s only in his thirties, but Aizawa has the vibe of a retiree. He looks like someone who should be muttering “I’m too old for this shit” at any minor inconvenience. In fact, he often does. He’s said it several times today. 

Most especially when you looked over at him and told him that he looks like he’s ‘beekeeping age’. Now, as a teacher, Aizawa isn’t as out of step with popular culture as he might like you to think he is. Even if he doesn’t really bother with social media himself, he has twenty students who are all hooked to their phones like it’s a dialysis machine. He picks stuff up just by proximity, and it’s not the first time he’s heard the phrase ‘beekeeping age’. And while he might have a vague idea of what it means, he’s not just going to let you get away with calling him that. 

He looks straight at you, lifts an eyebrow and asks, “What does that mean?”

Which leaves you floundering a little, because you have to explain to Aizawa that it means you think of him as an attractive ‘older’ man. 

While he’s the furthest thing from vain, he finds himself a little bit offended.

“What the hell do you mean ‘older’? I’m thirty-one.”

“You have to admit, Shouta, you do give off the vibe of a grizzled older man.”

“I’m too old for this shit.”

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Age: 55+

Toshinori’s the only one who really qualifies for this trope, and naturally, he has absolutely no idea what you’re referring to when you tell him that he’s beekeeping age. He grins uncertainly at you.

“I’m…not sure if that’s a compliment or not, but I’ve always thought that beekeeping looks like a relaxing hobby! As long as you’re not allergic!”

Of course, you take a little pity on him and explain that it means he’s a hot older guy. 

“Oh, are you referring to a DILF?”

Once you’re done spraying your coffee or whatever you were drinking everywhere, you demand to know where Toshinori heard that word and if he knows what it means. Let’s be real, Toshinori doesn’t run his own social media and doesn’t know squat about memes.

“Oh, a charming young lady walked up to me at a signing once and informed me I am what the young people call a DILF. Still can’t get anyone to tell me what it means! Slang these days! Ha!”

I dare you to try and get Toshinori to refer to himself as a DILF in front of Aizawa. Just for the hell of it. 

Maijima Higari/Power Loader

Age: 41

Higari can’t catch a break. Not only is he very short and look a couple decades younger than he actually is, leading to a lot of unfortunate misunderstandings, now he has some whippersnapper calling telling him to go start a beehive. 

He’s probably the only one on this list that actually knows what it means. I feel like because he’s so in line with cutting edge technology that he’s pretty on top of social media as well? He doesn’t seem like the type to lose step with the rest of the world when it comes to these things. So you don’t even have to explain what you mean when you tell him he’s beekeeping age. 

“Buzz off.” 

Sasaki Mirai/Sir Nighteye

Age: 38 

At first Sir Nighteye thinks you’re making some kind of joke. He stares you down, looking rather menacing even while his mind is turning over the phrase ‘beekeeping age’, looking for the pun or the play on words. When he can’t find it, he finally has to admit defeat and ask you gravely: 

“What does that mean?”

Sir Nighteye’s a little put out when you tell him it’s about good looking older men, because he doesn’t consider himself particularly old. Pacify him by telling him that he just gives off the dignified air of a mature man. He might scoff, but he’ll be somewhat more mollified. 

“I suppose I can accept that as a compliment. Although I think you ought to come up with better jokes. That one didn’t even contain a pun.”

[kuwkedits]

☁️Comfy Cozy Monday☁️

Why hire movers when all ur friends r big beefy and rich?

Tags: c.c.m☁️

[reallyromealone]

Hi !

Here’s a My hero academia request.

Imagine power-loader brings in his son who He’s training to the hero course his son is blind and his quirk is just like earth bending and class 1- A underestimate him because he’s blind but then they get there as handed to them

Take your time please:] !

I spent ten minutes making this meme

Anyways

I am bad at describing fight scenes so I'm not going to

X

Powerloader had nothing but high hopes for his son, the young teen had his mom's quirk but at a level no one expected, he could manipulate rocks and dirt and the likes.

It was incredible.

His drawback?

He was completely blind and he couldn't manipulate things too pure like platinum and the like along with not being able to 'see' anyone airborne.

He spent years learning his Quirk and how to function in the world, learning a form of echo location via sensing the earth through his feet completely abandoning shoes because of it.

He would make an amazing hero.

He was currently in the process of training for the sports festival, his dad training and helping him.

Aizawa had asked for (name)s presence during training because apparently his kids were getting a bit too cocky and not understanding that even though someone could be disabled or quirkless that they could still prove to be a challenge.

He basically asked (name) to beat his kids asses to humble them.

And with one permission slip from Nedzu and an ok from his dad, the two were walking to gym Gamma "so what's up with class 1-A anyways? Why are they so controversial?" (Name) asked his dad as they walked towards the gym "they are trouble magnets" he said simply "not to mention a few of them have an attitude problem"

(Name) never really interacted with 1-A as he usually spent his free time with his classmates or dad as Higari made support gear for his son to test out.

"I see..." He was curious about the class as his dad opened the door for his son and watched as the class looked at his kid confused and scowled as their faces morphed to pity.

Now he couldn't wait for him to beat their asses.

"What? Is blindy gonna give us some piss speech about how blind people can do shit we can too or some bullshit " Bakugo spat and Aizawa activated his Quirk to silence the blond "no, this is (name) Maijima, you are all going to fight him" Aizawa said simply as (name) walked towards him and if it weren't for the milky eyes, everyone would have assumed he could see.

"Sir! That's far too dangerous! Not to mention an unfair disadvantage!" Tenya said with urgency and (name) snorted at this nonsense he was hearing but was used to people constantly treating him like he was fragile and weak, he was blind not a god damn infant.

"This will be a lesson of not underestimating your enemies, now I will let (name) get changed and at the buzzer we will begin training and quirks are allowed"

When (name) got changed his dad and Aizawa went to the observation deck "god I hate it when people act like that" Higari grumbled and Aizawa sighed "well they will learn quick to not underestimate their opponents"

Walking out (name) moved his toes against the ground and walked to the marker Aizawa left on the ground for him to stand near and fix the earpiece all students were wearing.

"This will be easy" Bakugo mumbled as the rest of 1-A shared similar thoughts but most did feel bad about fighting a blind guy but when the buzzer went off none of them were expecting what came next.

"And here we go" Higari snickered as he watched his son manipulate the ground below him the metal of items laying around and wreak absolute Havok on the class.

It took ten minutes.

Ten minutes and 1-A was taken down.

"H-how..?" Iida said weakly as he stated at the barefoot teen who played with a floating pebble, weaving it through his fingers "because you guys underestimated your opponent without any knowledge of their abilities, you assumed because be couldn't see you the way you see him that he was weak" Higari said firmly as he patted his sons back and mumbling a soft 'good job kiddo' to his son who beamed in his general direction.

"(Name) can sense the ground around him as a form of echo location and most obvious can manipulate earth matter" Aizawa explain as the class looked at the teen "and you will all be against him at the sports festival"

"I cant wait to see what you guys bring when you're actually prepared!" (Name) said happily as the students swarmed him and began chatting him up "Oi! It's still class, you can talk to him at lunch" Aizawa scolded his students who stepped away from the younger Maijima who just smiled "never underestimate your opponent, you don't know what they bring to the table"

"Now only if he wants to you can ask him questions "

"I'm cool to answer any questions Mr.Aizawa" (name) said happily and the students raised their hands for (name) to pick only to realize he can't see that and Aizawa sighed before pointing to Kirishima "how did you get so strong?!"

"My dad taught me" (name) said pointing to his dad's general direction "he taught me how to control my quirk and make it what it is now"

"Why aren't you in the hero course?"

"I plan on joining through the sports festival, a chance to show that I deserve to be in it without people assuming I got in through pity and assume since im blind I somehow deserve less"

The class felt like shit after that, they made those assumptions and pitied him.

"Being blind isn't some curse or some tragedy, I can't see so what? That shouldn't have made you assume I was ill equipped for combat"

"...we're sorry we made such quick judgements and looked down on you, it was unfair and unjust as heroes" Momo said genuinely and the other students save for Bakugo and Todoroki (he nodded forgetting (name) was blind) agreed with her words and (name) just smiled "I forgive you but don't be dumb"

When (name) left Aizawa looked at his kids "and now we are going to train you all to be stronger since you're clearly lacking now five laps now, no quirks or it's another 2 laps added"

[headveryfull]

is there anyone who likes power loader on here? cos i love him and will be screaming into the void about him soon

[zeros-writing]

Could you do Powerloader meeting Mei Hatsume’s dad? (Platonic that turns romantic)

Sure! I'm not too confident on Powerloaders personality so let me know what you think! I can't find any gifs of him :(

Male reader

Powerloader Dating Mei's Dad

The first time you met Powerloader had gone to explain that the students would be living in the dorms due to the attack. When he walked in he smiled thinking of how handsome you were and how happy you and Mei looked in your family photos.

While talking he felt relieved at how kind and understanding you were, especially compared to some other parents he had talked to.

As you offered him a drink the two of moved to more non-work related conversations, mostly about hobbies, what you did for work, ect.

Powerloader had grown closer to you since that day, going to house for updates on Mei and the situations at school that could've been emailed but he just wanted to speak with you again.

Eventually he had finally worked up the courage to ask you on a date. When he picked you up he did his best to dress up, putting on a suit and attempting to style his usually messy hair. He even talked Hatsume into telling him what you liked so he could pick up your favorite flower and bring you to your favorite restaurant. (Even if it's not a place people would normally dress up he went all out.)

He'd bring you back to your house blushing trying to figure out if he's supposed to kiss you or not so if you want a kiss from him you'll most likely have to initiate it. He's not usually shy but he is when it comes to romance and affection.

A/N: I have realized there is zero content for Powerloader so I'll probably make some headcanons for him too soon

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Ahhh I’m bit late but here is my part of the BNHarem ~*Collab*~

Title: Call Me

Pairing: F!reader X Maijima Higari (Power Loader)

Rating: E

Word Count: 5.8k

Warnings: Smut, sex work, older man younger woman 

Higari sighs, his metal tipped fingers tapping on his work table 11pm, 11 pm and he still had so much to do. Normally he relished having work to do, rather being a busy bee than not, but lately the stress had been catching up to him. The academic year was in full swing, and with more villain activity than usual he was beginning to wear...A lot of his projects (pet projects) were starting to fall behind because frankly he was too stressed and found himself getting upset with himself when he made mistakes or miscalculations, which seemed to be happening a lot in his overall raised tension.

Realizing he wasn't going to make any progress aside from going in circles. He slumps, plunking down onto the stool next him, thumping his head against the metal of the workbench and just...sitting there allowing himself to cool off...or perhaps it was wallow…

Bzzzzz bzzzzzzz he feels it as much as he hears it as an incoming text reverberates through his skull. He tilts his head, just enough to glare at his cellphone on the far end of the workbench; he could ignore it, he could...but he doesn't. With a groan he sits up leaning over to swipe the phone up to see the notification.

Oh...Nemuri.

"Heeeyyyyy, how you doing???" She follows up with a few heart emoji.

To someone on the outside looking in it might seem like she’s flirting, or that they had something going on. But he and Nemuri had been good friends for so long that he doubts he could ever see her as anything but.

"Fine" He types out simply, not in the mood for banter, he hopes she's not putting together a last minute bar hop.

"Ooooo"

"That rough huh?" 

"Stressed?"

The texts come in rapid succession. He sighs.

"I'm fine" He repeats; though it's nice to have someone that worries about you from time to time.

It takes her a moment to respond, he can see the little typing indicator, bounce along the bottom off his screen and then stop and then start again.

"Did you call her yet?? 👀👀👀" Her response finally comes and he groans.

He had a feeling she was going to bring this up sooner or later.

"No I haven't called her yet" He replies, grumbling to himself as he hits send harder than he needs to.

"You should, she could really help you relax 😌" He can practically hear he voice through the illuminated text on his screen, goading him.

He can feel his face heat up, he wasn't a prude...this was just...he wasn't a prude!

"Kayama" now beginning to wish he never picked up the phone.

"It's not just about sex Maijima, where's your head??😏😏😏" now she was just being cruel, he shakes his phone in his gripe blowing out a puff of air, wishing he could berate her.

"In all seriousness tho, she can help you out, it's her job, she's really nice!" She adds.

He sighs, deflating a bit, mulling over the idea for a while...he thinks he still has the card Nemuri gave him. 

Reaching into the front pocket of his jeans he pulls out a crinkled card, oh, yeah he had definitely washed these pants a few times. Luckily the card had been printed on heavy sleek looking cardstock. And even with the edges slightly worn and the the paper somewhat crinkled, no expenses were obviously spared as the elegant type face remained readable even after a few trips through the wash...which was good for him because if it hadn't then he'd have to ask Nemuri for the details and that's something he would not want to live through. 

He sighs, looking from the card to his phone, weighing his options...he was very stressed and Nemuri said it didn't have to be about sex...not that he didn't like that! ...Damnit…

Suckling on his teeth he slowly punches in the number printed in embossed gold.

___________

You settle down into the pillows and blankets of your freshly laundered bed, wondering if you even want to try and read the next chapter in your book that sat on your nightstand. The sheets were still warm from the dryer and damn, it was tempting to just nestle in and go straight to bed.

BBBZZZZ BBBZZZ

Your brow furrows, the sudden sound brings you out of your very important and very difficult decision. For a moment the sound eludes you as you listen for it again.

BBBZZZZ BBBZZZ

Oh fuck that was your phone, your head whips to the nightstand again; the illuminated screen blocked by the book you had just been considering as the device vibrates beneath it.

You grumble, you know it could be a client but most of them had the decency to not call this late…well most of them did. 

Grabbing your phone you gaze down to the screen, cocking your head when you see a string of numbers you've never seen before, hmmm.

Reclining back into the comfort of your pillow pile you answer.

"Hello this is L/N F/N speaking." You say, all business; not one to ever come off as unprofessional even if it was a spam call.

There was a long pause; you almost repeat yourself when you hear someone clear their throat.

"Miss L/N, this is Maijima Higari....uhhh, Kayama Nemuri said I should contact you." His voice is soft baritone with a bit of gravel to it, he seems very uncertain, but you know who he is right away.

To be honest you had been quite curious about him since Nemuri had told you about her fellow hero and coworker.

You worked a lot with heroes, some high profile ones too, but you've never had a client that was also a support specialist, or as Nemuri had put it, a keen inventor. You were intrigued.

"Ah Mr. Maijima, Kayama mentioned you-" you begin.

"She did?" He interrupts and you can hear him shifting away from the phone "motherfucker"  you hear the breathy hiss, and you have to keep yourself under control because you did not want your first conversation with the man you had been interested in hearing from, to be you laughing at him.

He must have realized you can hear him because there's more scrambling on the other end of the line.

"Sorry 'bout that...Nemuri...likes to talk." He sighs.

You chuckle warmly; she had mentioned he was somewhat proud and what she called "aggressively" shy.

"She definitely can be quite the gossip." You reply and you hear him groan. "Though I assure you, it's all good things Mr. Maijima."

"Somehow that doesn't put me at ease at all…" he huffs, and you can't help but let out a small laugh.

There is a pause again, and you decide to gently encourage him.

"So what can I do for you Mr. Maijima?" You ask gently.

There's shifting on the other end of the line again and then a small cough.

"I've...I've been stressed lately, like...more than usual and Kayama said that you might be able to help with that." You can tell he's a bit uncertain on how to ask for your services.

"Of course, I'd be more than happy to help, just tell me what you need and I'll set up an appointment. " You recline further into your pillows.

"Uh well...fuck I've never done this before…" he sighs.

"That's perfectly alright." You reply, waiting for him to continue.

"...I-I don't know?" He says finally and you smile, you like when they're honest; not trying to show-off.

"Of course, we can figure everything out along the way." You hum and you hear him sigh in relief.

"Alright, yeah." 

"How about I put you in for this Friday at 8pm, I'll make sure that we have the whole night free to get you settled." You make a mental note to put that in your planner (not that you could forget, you were surprisingly eager to meet him.)

"Today's Wednesday." He says in reply.

"Yes?"

"So you mean in two days? The Friday in two days?" You suppress a chuckle; definitely needed to relieve some stress.

"If that's an issue I'd be happy to-"

"NO!...No it's fine, just surprised is all." His voice trails off and he clears his throat. "Sooooo so how do I do this?"

You pause for a moment considering. There are a few luxury hotels and venues you've preferred to use in the past...but...you decide to throw caution to the wind.

"Let me give you my address." You reply, a very rare option you give to only your most trusted clients; but he was good friends with Nemuri and you trusted her judgement whole heartedly.

"Oh!...are you sure you're okay with that? I understand if you don't want to do that, safety and all, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable" You smile, he was already quite the charmer even if he didn't know it yet.

"No need to worry, I wouldn't give it to you if I didn't want to." 

"Okay, if you're okay with it." He replies warily and you smile to yourself.

"I'll send you a follow up text with my address and a reminder of the time; is this an okay number to send that to?"

"Oh yeah, sure."

"Perfect, well Mr. Maijima, I'll let you go and I'll send you my info."

"Yeah, sure...uh thanks for this Miss L/N." He replies.

"It's my pleasure." You reply.

He gives you a quick goodbye and then the line goes quiet; chuckling to yourself you scoot down further into your blankets and quickly add Maijima Higari to your schedule. Before opening Maijima's number and adding it to your contact list.

Nemuri definitely seems to have good taste in friends (well you're one of them.) He has certainly caught your attention...in a good way.

_______

Higari groans, while body deflating as his muscles relax somewhat...that was one of the most nerve-racking calls he'd ever made.

God he probably sounded like an idiot. 

Huffing, he looks back at his phone and opens up his chat with Nemuri.

"I called her" he writes before getting up from his workbench with a groan, back popping as he stretches.

His phone buzzes a moment later.

“Maijime it’s like 11:30 at night!” Nemuri’s text reads; he pales and looks at the time on his phone. 

Fuck....now he felt like an ass. He goes to respond, not even sure if he should defend himself or brush it off when another text comes in from a new number. Cocking his head he swipes it open.

“Hello Mr. Maijime, it was a pleasure speaking with you tonight, I have you all booked for Friday at 8pm and I look forward to spending time with you.” he swallows thickly, reading over the message a few more times, taking note of the little hearts on the end.

“This is her job, this is her job, she’s just being nice…”  he mentally berates himself.

Reading over the message one more time he responds.

“Thank you Miss L/N.” he pauses and then adds “Sorry ‘bout calling you so late, lost track of the time.” he hits send before he can chicken out, and shoves his phone in his front pocket; out of sight out of mind 

It’s only a few seconds before he hears the buzz of his phone again and he scrabbles to get it, not even sure why he put it away in the first place.

“Nothing to worry about sweetie, I’ll see you Friday.”

Higari decides he needs a very cold shower and then promptly after needs to put himself to bed...he’d deal with Nemuri tomorrow.

_______

You decide against the silk robe after some debate, donning luxurious Egyptian cotton instead. You'd rather not scare him off or look too presumptuous, after all he might be satisfied with your other talents, though Nemuri had said he could do with a good Fuck. You had of course laughed at her crassness, but you couldn't help but feel a spark of warmth in your belly, it surprised you, it had been awhile since you had, let alone for a potential client. 

You needed to be professional.

Giving yourself a once over in the mirror you found your attire agreeable. Your robe was a little longer than the ones you usually wore for your clients, coming to brush against your knees. But it was your favorite, plush and warm and while a bit promiscuous it was also classic. 

Your hair and makeup was in place and you gazed down to your phone

7:45pm

You hadn't received and cancelation call or text so at this point all you could do was wait.

Padding through your apartment on your way to the lounge you make a few quick mental notes.

Did you have both red and white wine as well as a few stiffer drinks just in case ready? Check.

Bottled water on ice as well and had you tea kettle ready with an assortment of teas just in case? Check and check

A few hors d'oeuvres, nothing too over the top? Check.

You come to settle on your favorite chaise as you finish your little check off; yes you believe you had everything ready…

Your intercom pings, and you quickly get to your feet and shuffle over, pressing the talk button.

"Yes?"

"Miss L/N, there is a Mr. Maijima here to see you." The doorman's voice responds.

"Yes of course please have him come up." 

"Of course ma'am."

To be honest no matter how long you had done this you could never quite figure out what to do with yourself while you wanted for a client to come up to meet you. Nothing ever seemed natural or smooth... it irked you. You wondered what other consorts did, maybe you should ask a few of your colleagues next time you go out for drinks-

There's a firm knock on your door, jarring you out of your thoughts. 

Giving yourself a quick once over you, smooth down your robe and slap on a warm smile before opening the door.

"Mr. Maijima, I'm so glad you came." You move out of the way, opening the door further to allow him in.

"Uh thanks, yeah me too." He lets out a nervous laugh as he shuffles inside. 

He was quite charming. Nemuri had shown you pictures but pictures can never do enough justice to some people. 

He was dressed in a bomber jacket, dark pull over and well worn jeans and boots. He looked comfortable, the perfect amount of dressed down; he looked like himself, not trying to put on airs like some of your clients. 

"Let me take your jacket while you get your shoes." You say warmly and he gingerly shrugs out of the fabric.

"Thanks." He replies as he leans down to untie his boots.

"Nice place you have here." He replies as he looks around from his lowered position. 

"Oh thank you!" You tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear as you look around your place fondly. "The main foyer is a bit much though." You add with a chuckle thinking to the decadence of the building's main entrance.

"Was pretty swanky." He replies nearly finished with his second boot.

"I assure you I'm much more down to earth." You reply and he perks up at that, you eye him curiously.

"Hehe, earth." He laughs and it takes you a moment to remember he's the Excavation hero and you let out a laugh, surprised by his humor.

"I wouldn’t have guessed you'd also be a man with a good taste in jokes." You reply and extend you hand out to him as he tucks his boots away. You have always been a fan of so-called bad jokes.

He seems to like that and puffs up with a smile, slipping his large hand into yours. Oh it was warm and rough; Nemuri did say he was good with his hands. 

"How about we settle in." You say nodding your head towards the lounge.

He nods and swallows thickly, still visibly unsure, but obviously not willing to back down.

You smile at him and gently lead him out of the entryway. 

As you lead him further into your apartment you had taken note that while he was untying his boots he could have very easily looked up your robe, but instead all of his attention was on you, his sharp grey eyes peeking out from a thick fringe of fiery hair. He was watching and listening to you not ogling you, it made your heart warm.

Yes, you had decided that he was certainly a catch.

You lead him into the lounge motioning for him to sit anywhere and he takes his place in one of the plush armchairs across from you chaise. You wish he would have opted for a closer seat but you want him to be comfortable first and foremost.

"Can I get you anything? Wine? Something stronger? Water, tea?" You ask.

"Uh water's fine right now, thanks." He replies and you crack open one of the water bottles and pour it into a crystal tumbler.

You hand it to him and leave the water bottle close to him on the coffee table.

"Thank you L/N." He replies and takes a sip.

"Please call me F/N." You say as you settle on your chaise, he pauses for a moment, mouth full before swallowing

"F/N…" he parrots, voice surprisingly gravelly despite the water he just drank.

You smile and nod your head.

He fiddles with the empty glass in his hands before looking up at you with genuineness; your heart flutters and you’re once again surprised by your feelings.

"Call me Higari."

_______

Higari slowly begins to relax as you talk, his posture loosening and his voice becoming less tense and formal. When he finally laughs fully at one of your jokes, you feel warmth wash over you in a pleasant wave of contentment. 

Despite his obvious relaxation you can’t help but notice he shifts every so often, adjusting his back or subtly rolling his neck. Small ques that make you realize that he wasn't only mentally stressed but physically as well. 

"Higari." You catch his attention as he excitedly tells you about a project he's working on. "Sorry to interrupt but is your back bothering you?" You ask softy and he blinks at you in surprise.

"Oh sorry, that noticeable?" He chuckles. "'S probably from hunching over a workbench all day." He's trying to wave it off, not make you worry.

"Would you mind if I used my quirk on you?" You ask gently, not wanting him to feel pressured. 

"Uuhhh, you haven't already?" He looks a bit confused and you can't help but let out a hearty laugh.

"Of course not, I would never use my quirk without your permission." You smile and you watch as his cheeks turn ruddy with blush. "Might I ask what you thought my quirk was doing all this time?"

He leans back a bit huffing softly to himself, trying to control his embarrassment. 

"Make me relax I guess?" He mutters under his breath and you smile fondly, happy that he truly was relaxed around you.

"You’re sweet, while my quirk does help people relax, I wasn't using it on you." You reply sitting up and gently patting the space next to you on the chaise. " could I show you, I'll stop if you don't feel comfortable."

He observes you for a moment, mulling over the idea or trying to pump himself up you're not exactly sure; but then he slowly gets to his feet and walks over to you.

"Never done this before…" he says softly as he looks down at you, trying hard to be open and honest.

It's one of the sweetest things you've ever had happen with a client and you gently take his hands and pull him down to sit next to you.

"That's perfectly alright, whatever you are comfortable with, whatever you want Higari." You say gently and give his hands a reassuring squeeze.

He looks down, his hands are so large in yours; turning them over in his he brushes the metal tips of his thumbs against your palms reverently, and you swoon a little bit. 

"Show me you quirk." 

You feel pride well in your chest.

"I would love to." You smile before adjusting a bit. "Lay down on your stomach, there should be enough room for you to lay down fully." 

He complies, seemingly throwing caution to the wind, but you can see the tremble in his arms as he lowers himself to the plush cushion of the chaise.

"I'm going to sit on your thighs is that alright?" You question.

It takes him a moment to respond and when he does it's a breathy "yes" and you're glad he's facing away from you so he doesn't catch the shiver that runs up your spine at the tone of his voice.

Slowly you crawl up his body, careful to let him feel every move, to let him know your position until you are sitting comfortably on his muscled thighs, your legs tucked on either side of him. He lets out a shaky sigh as you reach out and run your hands from his shoulder blades down to the small of his back.

"My quirk works best with skin to skin contact, you are certainly welcome to leave your shirt on or remove it." You begin your typical overview of your quirk when he moves beneath you suddenly, almost setting you off balance as he reaches behind his head. Fisting the fabric at his back and rucking it up over his head, fluffing up his hair as he does before letting the article of clothing crumple to the floor.

You're too surprised to move from his sudden boldness as he settles back down, neatly crossing his arms beneath his chin. 

After a few moments you manage to pull yourself together and you slowly, gently lay your hands back on his now bare shoulder blades and oh! Beneath your palms he is trembling; now you desperately wanted to sooth his frayed nerves.

"My quirk allows me to admit frequency through my skin, that I can channel into vibrations." You tell him gently as you smooth down his back again, slowly activating your quirk.

He tenses for a moment and then begins to relax into your touch.

"It can help muscle relaxation and promote blood flow." You continue as you knead a knot along his lat. 

"It ah- sounds like your quirk is definitely a benefit." His voice is breathy, almost sighing as he falls further into your touch.

"I like to think so too." You say fondly, you were really starting to enjoy his company and his kindness. "You were talking about one of your inventions earlier when I interrupted, I would very much like to hear more about it." And it was the honest to God truth.

He hums in contentment and from his position on his folded arms you can see a genuine smile grace his lips.

He quickly eases back into his explanation and his ideas as you allow you quirk to sink into his skin while you massage his tense muscles. Honestly you could listen to him talk for hours, even if you didn't quite understand some of it; it was fascinating and his passion and enthusiasm was a pleasant warmth that enveloped you.

Slowly his muscles begin to ease up under your ministrations and his voice begins to get more husky and more lax. You’re not exactly sure when he stopped talking but you suddenly notice the silence and the absence of his pleasant voice.

"F/N?" You blink, gazing up from you hands, to find Higari staring lazily up at you through the fringe of his hair. His stare is hypnotizing

"Yes?" Your voice is breathier than you would have liked.

For a moment he doesn't say anything and then he shifts, starting to roll on his side and you gingerly move to sit beside him, you barely have anytime to take in his sudden change when his large hand comes up, fingers brushing against your jaw tentatively.

"Can I kiss you?" He asks softly and you definitely swoon, you hand coming up to press his touch closer.

"I would like that very much." You hum, your blood singing at the thought of his lips on yours.

Slowly he rises up and you can feel him moving against you and as he does you feel his lower half brush against your hip and the strangest combination of pride and desire fills your chest as you feel the hardness straining against his jeans.

Everything seems to still for a brief moment and then his nose brushes against yours and you suck in a shaking breath as his lips press against yours.

It's like firecrackers, zipping along you skin, you feel your toes curl and you lean into him. He groans against you and slings his arm around your shoulders pressing you to him, your chest flush with his bare one. 

You sigh against him and he takes a moment to adjust, tilting his head, teeth clacking against yours as he slots himself against you.

You feel as though you are made of feathers, your whole body alight as you kiss him back feverishly. It's been awhile since you felt this and you can't get enough.

Letting out a small whine you smooth your hands down his ribs bringing them around to rest on his lower stomach; you feel the muscles jump against your fingertips and then he trembles against you letting out a wonderfully gravelly moan that reverberates in his chest. 

Then he's slowly pulling you back with him, laying back down against the chaise, tugging you on top of him. He pauses moving away to catch his breath, a hand coming up to smooth over your hair. Your breath hitches as you take him in; he's beautiful… his cheeks stained with blush, his grey eyes gazing up at you half lidded and hazy, pupils blown so wide the irises are halos of near silver.

"Can we…? Is this okay?" He asks hesitantly and you have to stop yourself from squealing in delight.

"It's more than okay Higari, I would love to." And you mean every word of it. 

He groans, lips parting to wet them before he cups your face in his hands and pulls you back down into a fiery kiss.

It's almost feral the way you move against each other, palming and smoothing down every inch of skin that you can. He slowly pushes your robe from your shoulders, the belt the only thing keeping it from coming free completely, and he lets out a strangled sound when he realizes you're wearing nothing underneath.

You quickly grab one of his hands and press his large palm to your breast and he quakes beneath you as he begins to knead the soft flesh. You instantly melt into him, moaning and moving against him in your excitement, his metal tipped thumb coming to press against your pebbled nipple. 

He's wonderful beneath you, shedding his shyness as his lips move from yours, coming to place open mouthed kisses against your jaw and neck. 

Your hands continue to roam across the wonderfully compact muscles of his torso, fingers pausing to flick at his nipples before moving to dig into his sides before sliding down to rest on his belt buckle.

You pull away and he lets out a whine as you sit up, gazing down at him, watching as his chest heaves. You wet your lips, thumbing his buckle to get his attention and his gaze darts down to where your hands rest, just above the straining tent in his jeans. Slowly his gaze drags up your body and then…

"Please…" It's breathy and needy, and you can help but let out a small moan as you nod and get to work.

You quickly divest him of both his pants, boxers and socks, leaving him wonderfully naked and needy beneath you, and oh is he a sight to see. 

Taut muscles tensing against soft skin, a smattering of coppery hair on his chest that tapers down his belly to a thatch of curly short hairs framing his perfectly sized cock that now lays dribbling against his stomach.

"Oh Higari, you’re beautiful." You purr, running your hands down his chest.

"Got nothing on you…" he grunts arching into your touch, practically begging you to go lower.

"Such a charmer." You reply with your finger sliding teasingly over his weeping head.

He arches, pale column of his throat on display for you as he lets out a moan.

"Y-you're perfect." He husks and you feel your chest swell with pride.

You pull back for a moment, much to his displeasure, but that quickly changes as he realizes you're removing your robe.

You quickly take the condom out of your pocket before discarding the clothing to the floor in a heap. Laying the rubber next to your calf for easy access. 

Straightening up you perch on his upper thighs and then slowly move your hips.

"Can you feel me Higari?" You hush knowing full well you’re dripping all over him. "Can you feel how wet I am?"

He lets out a needy moan and his hands come to clamp down on your hips as he rolls his hip, cock thrusting up into the cool air of your apartment. 

"Please, please, F/N...please." His words are soft and airy and you absolutely live for them as you roll your hips again, hand smoothing down his aching length.

"Anything you want love." You hush him and grab the condom, he's already so far gone he doesn't even perk up at the sound of the foil tearing.

You need him to pay attention. Tapping his hip bone he slowly comes to focus on you.

"Watch me Higari." You say and you slowly roll the condom onto his straining length.

You want to absolutely pamper him as he makes small little hiccups as you smooth the rubber down him before gently grabbing his base, moving up onto your knees hovering just over him.

"Watch me Higari…" you repeat and he's enraptured as you slowly sink down onto him, bottoming out on him completely in one go.

"Ha-ah!" He arches hands pushing you impossibly closer as he thrusts up into you though there is no more room left to fill.

Oh he's perfect, filling you to the brim, stretching you deliciously as he becomes an unabashed mess beneath you.

You try to move, but his grip is bruising, abdominal muscles tensing as he tries to keep himself in control.

"Higari." You sooth and he looks up at you, lips parted and eyes holding so much adoration it nearly knocks you over.

He lets up his hold after a moment and you lean forward, placing your hands and his chest to steady yourself. You give him an affectionate stare before you rise up, keeping just the tip of him inside before swiftly curling your hips and spearing yourself on his length.

He practically howls and throws his head back, and oh you want to see more of this, want to see him come undone.

You begin a rhythmic deep pace, making sure to swallow him whole on each downward roll of your hips. Higari is already a mess beneath you, now completely out of his shell on full display. In the back of your mind you briefly think he could have been a porn star if he put his mind to it.

He pushes you out of your thoughts as he grips your hips once more and tries to aid you in your movement, you can't help bit smile.

"Relax Higari, this is about you, I'll take care of everything…" you breath and he swallows thickly.

"Wanna help." He slurs "ha! You're so good, soso good." 

"Next time." You're even a bit surprised by how sure there will be a next time and Higari seems to take note of that as well as you watch his gaze unfocus and refocus.

You continue your pace, though your thighs begin to ache, it's too delicious to even think about slowing down; the way your positioned has your clit rubbing against his pubic bone with each roll of your hips.

You can tell he's getting close, the way he trembles and the way he tries to jerk up ever so often out of sync with you. His gaze catches you and for a moment you feel like your drowning. It's then you feel the pad of his thumb press against your clit; you gasp and look down to watch his metal tipped finger swirl around your delicate bundle of nerves, cock disappearing lewdly inside of you with each roll of your hips.

"Gonna, cum, wan' you to cum with me." He husks, bringing your attention back to him and suddenly you're on the cusp, the precipice. 

"Oh, yes, yes...Higari." your head lolls as you allow him to help, his hips thrusting up to meet yours.

And then he's curling, body tensing as he lets out a breathless moan, mouth slack and eyes fluttering closed as he starts to cum. 

That's what pushes you over the edge, his debauched display. And as you tumble over the edge, stars bursting behind your eyes, and toes curling you briefly wished you could feel him pumping you full.

It takes you a moment to come down from your brief jaunt in paradise, sagging against him, panting. You feel his grip on your hip loosen and he brings his other hand to your thigh, thumb coming to sooth over your skin.

You sit in silence as he softens inside of you and you know you should get up and tidy up a bit, but you're basking in the afterglow and you can't find it in you to care that much.

Higari lets out a pleased sigh and he looks completely and utterly satiated and relaxed; it warms your heart.

The next words that come out of your mouth surprise you.

"Stay the night." You whisper almost shyly and it quickly catches his attention.

He cocks his head observing for a moment.

"Do most of your clients stay? I don't want to intrude."  

You honestly are afraid to answer because the answer is no, they don't, and you suddenly feel so raw and exposed it almost scares you.

He must pick up on your nervousness because he gently cups the side of your jaw, brushing some of your sweat damp hair away from your face.

"I'd love to." He says and you feel your heart soar as you nuzzle into his touch.

[kinkyacademia]

Heya Mod Pasta! Hope you’re well! Could I request a kind of love/hate or lust/hate competitive relationship between Powerloader and an s/o who’s also a costume designer but who’s costumes are pretty avant- garde. Like they both respect the hell out of each other but also can’t stand each other’s costume tastes. Thank you!! 🌺

This is saucy. Hey, has anyone considered that I would give one of my left toes for Iida x Midoriya? Now, now, let’s not fret, I would give the left half of my body for Villain!Iida x Villain!Deku.Btw I might not respond to all of my old requests? I barely have any villain ones, and I’m really feeling villainy lately.OKAY OKAY BUT: “power loader? Power… power THRUST, a loaded THRUST”

-Mod Pasta🍜🍝

Your favourite thing to do with Maijima was to drive around town and simply enjoy the sights. The drum of the engine was soothing the the both of you, and he was more than willing to jump to anyone’s aid if there was a villain attack.

Oh, and of course you were ready as well with your micro tech. Maijima cursed it to all hell, saying “things shouldn’t suddenly appear out of no where!” You still fought with him, hand in hand, but the aftermath of your bickering never left the city in one piece. You still patched each other up, albeit giving a couple lashes out when possible, and had some great anger/make up sex afterwards.

And this was one of those times. After a rather large villain had attacked the city, you and Power Loader were called out to fight. You rushed out of the door with a couple devices attached in just under two minutes, while you had to wait a couple more for him to strap in and activate his machine, “Jesus, just imagine how many civilians are being crushed under rubble right now! I swear, I WILL fucking go without you!”

“And you wouldn’t be able to save ‘em, eh? Just go fight, it’s a better sight than you yelling!” He grabbed the controls, glancing one time down at you before jumping off. You quickly caught up with a scowl, and he was snickering to himself, that bastard. Your support items kept your speed up with his own, and you latched onto his hero suit; it’s how you usually would travel during a crisis like this.

“Oi, I can pull people out of rubble just as, if not faster than you! You’re in a block of metal, for Gods’ sake!” You looked around for the issue, trying to spot the street you were called to.

“Oh, really, with those small little gadgets? Give it up, you’re making up for the lack of a flashy quirk with some flashy shit,” he snapped, and you pointed him in the right direction when you saw something black crash into the top of a building. He muttered to himself as he shifted gears.

“Give it up, you’re just jealous that they’re the largest thing attached to me,” you laughed luxuriously at his gaping, offended mouth as the warm air rushing past you came to a sudden halt. You had arrived at the scene of the crime, and you jumped off to find the villain and the pro hero you usually worked with as Maijima instantly went to the calls of the wounded.

“This conversation is not over,” he threw over his shoulder, and you felt a rush of adrenaline at his words.

-

You yawned as you fixed a simple dinner (practically breakfast with how late it was) for Maijima and you. He had been injured in the fight, and you were home a lot earlier than him. He wasn’t going to be in the hospital for long, so you thought the least you could do was not grace him with your presence after his surgery and just fix some food up.

Just as you finished and played yourself, the front door opened. You waited for him to shout “I’m home!” But it never came, just a small groan of pain. You quickly put your food down on the counter, far from his dog, and rushed to find him slumped against the wall of the foyer. He had bandages around his shoulders, mid-section, and left lower leg. You felt a pang of sympathy for him, “Hey, hey don’t push yourself, how can I help?”

“I’d really… REALLY love some of whatever yah made,” he chuckled, wincing in pain. You helped him to the table, scolding him you endangering himself.

“I’m just glad you’re home. What the hell-WHO the hell did this to you?” You ate furiously, and he picked at the food as he told his story of absolute shitty heroics. He couldn’t have a shirt on for the next couple days until his shoulders healed, which wasn’t that bad since he never wore one in the first place, but he also had to wear shorts as not to aggravate his leg wound. His current shorts were torn to hell, and you realized that at least part of his story was the full truth.

“And the building came down like a skyscraper - you saw it, eh? Yeah, well I was directly fucking under it, and that villain used his quirk to crush the top- hey, pay attention to me!” He whined when you pulled your phone out to text a friend. You eyed him, smiling and then continuing, “Oi, when I said our conversation wasn’t done, I meant it asshat.”

“Oh, and where would you like to continue? At “this is the biggest thing on me,” you flashed a bracelet that could unfurl into a fully loaded machine gun, “or your block suit that’s currently out of commission in the garage?” Your disappointed gaze betrayed your curiosity.

“Let’s start with: that’s NOT the biggest thing attached to you, and you know it, so stop making fun of my height,” he snapped, taking a rather large bite of food and accidentally crunching on the fork. He quickly grabbed his jaw, moaning in pain before sighing and shaking his mat of ginger hair out of his face.

“Right, your height,” You snickered, and he gaped in offense.

“Alrigh’ alrigh’, I was giving you the benefit of the doubt, but you seriously were-? Fuck, do I have to prove-? Fine, fine, just let me shower after dinner,” he mumbled to himself as he shoved food into his mouth. You blinked in surprise- he was serious about that? It was just a joke… His determined expression gave you a feeling that he was not kidding about plowing you down even in his roughed up shape just to prove his point about his dick size.

Well, that was one way to go about it, “Really? You’re out of commission, Maijima, not happening. Your inadequacies are going to get you even more injured,” you growled, glaring at his flushed cheeks and narrowed dulled blue eyes.

“I suggest, (F/N), that you consider not insulting your boyfriend before battle,” his eyes flirted over to lock with yours, causing your stomach to instantly flush with butterflies. He still did that to you, “I’m still riled up and full of fight. I’m not taking it out on the punching bag,” he pushed himself up, putting his plate in the sink and then grabbing your shoulders roughly with his large hands, leaning down to whisper in your ear, “Leave the shitty gadgets behind this time, won’t you?”

-

You were changing into pajamas when the wooden bedroom door opened. He came out in a towel, skin tinted pink with hot shower water (the only thing able to get off the amount of grime he accumulated every day), but he pulled it off to dry his hair off a bit before throwing it at the hamper. You scowled; he would be the death of you, dammit, “Hey, pick that up-“

“Nope, bedtime,” he pushed his fluffy ginger mat back, stifling a yawn as he stretched his arms. He winced in pain, but his shoulders were already looking better. You raised an eyebrow, reaching for your book slowly in hopes that he still wasn’t serious about the sex. He was wrapped half like a mummy for gods’s sake!

Nope. He pushed your book away from you, climbing overtop and sinking into the fuzzy white blanket. He glared with disapproval, “You’ve got to learn to take me seriously.”

“Not when you say your inventions can protect you from falling buildings,” you snapped back, and he grit his teeth as he narrowed his eyes.

“Don’t you fucking dare-“

“Oh, I fucking dare, Maijima, I do. You told me “oh, everything will be fine, it’s just a couple starter villains!” And look at you now. Just…” you lightly pushed on his shoulders, trying to get him to let you take over, “Let me ride you, we’re not going back to the hospital.”

“Mmm, it doesn’t look like I feel like doing that today, huh sweets?” He purred, leaned down to capture your lips with his own. You begrudgingly kissed back, grabbing his jaw instead of his arms as you usually would. As his hands began to wander down you body, he pressed on, heating the kiss up. You managed to get a couple words in between the breaks, though.

“You wouldn’t… have gotten hurt… if you just used my…” you pulled back into him, and he stopped you by pulling your shirt off and diving down to greedily grope, nip, and suck on your breasts.

“Mmm, I think I woulda been crushed to a pulp,” he chuckled, and you growled in distain.

“Fuck off, you’d have dodged everything in time,” you pulled lightly on his hair, and he responded with something akin to an animalistic purr. You looked down to his naked body, admiring his hardened erection that looked much too painful to keep unattended. Your skin warmed up in want and desire as you mumbled profanities. Damn he was good with his mouth, “Maijima, just shut up and fuck me.”

“I thought you’d never have the audacity to say it,” without missing a beat, he pulled your bottoms down with your panties, not giving a second thought to preparation when he saw how turned on you already were. You knew he wouldn’t give up the moment he got home, all your prior words of resistance were just banter. This was your relationship, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

He climbed back up, and you wrapped your trained, lithe legs around his lower back to avoid the fresh bandages. You stared into his piercing, bright eyes as he aligned himself with you. You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, smirking at his deep blush. In all honesty, his switch nature was probably wanting you to take over, but his pride wouldn’t allow it.

“Shut up,” he thrust inside you, and your breath caught as you bit your lip. He paused, letting you take a second to adjust. When he started to pull back, he hummed in content, “Well isn’t that a pretty sight?”

“Head your own words, asshole,” your hands dropped to his chest, and he rolled his eyes as he started out slowly.

“Hey, that’s not what we agreed on, isn’t anal a weekends thing with us?” He tipped his head to the side, his hair falling onto your breasts. This caused you to snort, chuckling.

“I swear, I will get a strap on one of these days,” you leaned up, and he leaned down for you to kiss. Instead, you bit his cheek, sucking on the mark as his eyes widened, blush deepened, and a whimper escaped his lips. Damn you, damn you… he just couldn’t get enough of your tricks, gadgets and otherwise.

“In your dreams,” he was already panting from feebly struggling against you, and you pulled him down by the jaw for a quick, hard kiss.

“Harder, or I take over Mai,” You warned, and he blinked in surprise before realizing that he had slowed down to a snail’s pace. He quickly sped up, placing his elbows on the pillow on either side of your head. You moaned in satisfaction, each of his thrusts moving your hands and causing them to brush over his nipples, a small soft spot of his. You had wanted this to be quick, but now that he had started, his point was proven loud and clear; you definitely didn’t want this to stop.

The friction, the movement, every pant felt surreal as you grinded your hips into each of his thrusts. He was also conscious of your needs, propping himself differently every minute and shifting his hips until he found the perfect spot to have you screaming. He hadn’t intended on being so rough tonight, but things just happen, eh? When he began to ruthlessly plough you into the mattress, your soft touches became kitten scratches across his chest.

“F-Fuck… Maijima…” You muttered, your voice fading into a loud moan. He simply grunted in response, too focused to really reply. You loved every part of him, and as the knot inside the both of you grew, you let him know through broken words, “You’re so deep, shit, mmmm, right th-yes, please,” you both were a mess of tangled legs and lost glances. He occasionally locked eyes with you and gave you a quick kiss, but he liked to hide his face in your collarbone and suck on it to let himself focus, not unlike how he would suck on the end of pens while he worked on his costumes. It always left a nasty hickey.

When everything became too much, you warned him with a high-pitched sigh. He felt you tense around him, clenching around his length. He quickly finished himself, letting go of your collarbone to whisper, “So, are you going to take everything back, or?…”

“Fuck - fine, sure,” You mumbled angrily, wrapping your arms around his back. He pulled back to nuzzle into your cheek, then peck you with a victorious smile.

“Birth control?” You quickly leaned over to the nightstand, opening and pulling out the pills to take it. He chuckled, awkwardly waiting for you to finish. Your phone’s reminder had gone off a while ago, thank gods he had the memory of an elephant. On that note, his next words made you splutter even worse, “I think those wristbands are actually very pretty, you know.”

“If you’re looking for me to compliment-” You started, but he cut you off with a shake of his head as he pushed himself up and walked over to your dresser, grabbing a towel. You admired the view from the back, smiling unconsciously as things cooled down.

“No, listen, what if you made a whole suit? That would be hard, yes, but then we could match,” You hummed to yourself at his suggestion, mulling it over as he pulled on a pair of flimsy boxers, “Besides, you’re always hot in battle.”

“You still look like a block, but I guess our amazing suits could have great bionic sex,” You grinned, waiting for him to see your expression. He slowly turned to you, his face practically blue in horror.

“And this is why we aren’t married yet,” He whispered, causing you to laugh. Eventually he joined you; not only laughing, but in bed after changing the sheets.