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lilchibi-chan · 2 years

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Hawks Mafia AU x Reader Pt 4 (part 1)

Hawks makes his way to the elevator of your apartment building and rides it down to the lobby. All the while, thinking about the ensuing war and what he can do to protect you.

This isn’t his first rodeo, but this time it’s different. He has someone he cares for, someone to protect. If Twice were to find out about you, that would crush him. He doesn’t want this to get any bigger than what it is.

It’s the next morning, 6 am to be exact. You hadn’t slept a wink. You make your way to the kitchen to heat up some water in your tea kettle. You take out a packet of tea from one of the cabinets and grab a mug to set your tea bag in.

You spent the whole night thinking. Thinking about Hawks. Thinking about when you’ll return to work. IF you wanted to go back to work at the diner.

You were still shaken up, as anyone would be in that situation, but you also knew you had to get back eventually.

You let out a heavy sigh.

Your tea kettle started going off with a loud whistle. You pour the boiling water into your mug, holding the small tab of your tea bag to prevent it from falling in. You let the tea steep a little before removing the tea bag to add milk and sugar.

You head over to your couch carefully holding your tea, as to not burn yourself with the hot liquid.

You place the tea on the coffee table and pick up the tv remote. You start to flick through the channels, despite knowing that the only thing really on at this time was the news and paid programming. You decide to look through Disney channel and Nickelodeon before finally deciding to watch spongebob.

You honestly just wanted it for the background noise, so you kept the volume low.

You return the tv remote to its spot on the table and pick up your mug. You gently blow and bring the mug to your lips.

You feel the warmth of the tea flowing throughout your whole body, as well as a sense of calm taking over.

You place your mug on the end table next to you, so that you didn’t have to keep sitting up for it every time you wanted some.

As time passed and the more tea you drank, you felt your eye lids getting heavier and heavier. Sleep finally taking over your body.

You decide to go to your bed, so you could sleep comfortably.

You lay down and instantly, the bed starts hugging every curve of your body and within an instant you drift off to sleep.

You start to dream even.

A soft breeze, started hitting your face. It felt like spring. You open your eyes to see a peach colored sky and flower petals falling from the trees.

The petals lightly floating in the breeze, caressing your hair and skin every so often.

You continue you to look up at the sky and it starts to turn a crimson red color. The clouds turn black. The flower petals that once caressed your face are no longer, as they turned into ash. Falling from the sky like black snow.

A hand comes around and grips your face to cover your mouth.

You start to hear a sinister laugh, followed by a menacing voice.

“He really thought I would never find you” the voice says, followed by another laugh

The hand moves from your mouth to the back of your head swiftly and you soon felt your head being pushed to the ground with excessive force, but before you could hit the ground, you wake up.

You look at your alarm clock and it’s 9 am. The shock of the dream still hitting you. A lump forming in your throat from the fear.

“What was that dream” you think to yourself

You decide to check your phone and notice you have a couple missed calls from Hawks, your boss and your best friend.

You decide to call your best friend first since you haven’t spoken to them since you both worked a shift together prior to the incident. They’re actually the reason you got a job at the diner in the first place. You’ve known each other forever and even made sure to get in the same college, even if you didn’t end up rooming together.

They started working at the diner before you did and put in a good word with the owner, who is also your boss, and you started work a couple days later.

“Hey girlyyy~” they say excitedly

“Hey,” you say, trying to match their energy

“How are you feeling?,” they start,“I’ve been trying to check on you, but I also didn’t want to corner you or your emotions if I called or texted too much”

You let out a small sigh/laugh.

“I’ve been holding up. Honestly, I’ve been kinda distracted to really stop and think about it,” you say, your voice coming out happier at the thought of your very handsome distraction

“Oh?” they say interested,“details please”

You giggle

“His name is Hawks and he’s actually one of our regulars”

“Which one?”

“He has blonde hair, these really beautiful, amber colored eyes and always wears like REALLY nice suits. Like nicer than all the other men that come into the diner.”

“OHHH,” they say realizing who you’re talking about,“oh he’s fuckin hot”

This causes you to laugh

“Hm really? I haven’t noticed,” you say

“Oh you so totally have,” they say teasing you

You laugh

“I was just joking,” you say smiling,“I have definitely noticed, but he’s also very mysterious and kind. He’s actually the one who helped me that night. If he wasn’t there I-”

“Hey, you don’t have to think about that. All that matters is yourself now and the scumbag can’t lay a hand on you again”

“You don’t know that though. If I go back, how do we know he won’t try anything?”

It was quiet for a second

“You’re right. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I wasn’t thinking”

“I-it’s okay. I’m sorry for snapping at you. You were just trying to be positive and-”

“Dude, you literally have every right to snap at me. You went through something traumatic. Something I can’t even begin to understand how it feels, no matter how hard I try. I shouldn’t have said what I said, so thank you for holding me accountable,” they say reassuring you

Again it’s quiet. You try to fight the tears from forming, but you feel your eyes start to fill up.

“…I was so scared. I thought he was gonna-”

“I’m coming over,” they say as soon as they hear you crying,“should be to you in about 5 minutes. see you soon.”

You try and pull yourself together before your best friend arrives, but the tears continue to fall. You haven’t cried until now and it just feels like everything is hitting you all at once. Like a dam that held in too much and finally cracked.

Your best friend makes it to your door in exactly five minutes and rushes inside, surprising you a bit.

Seeing the tears streaming down your face, they immediately pull you into a hug and rub your back.

“Let it out babes”

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Once you get your bearings, your best friend makes you a cup of tea to help calm your nerves.

“Careful, it’s hot,” they say handing you the mug

You give a small smile, as a way to say thank you.

They join you again on the sofa, adjusting the blanket you have over your legs and put their legs under as well.

“Ya know, that’s the first time I’ve cried since the attack happened,” you say

“Sometimes when people go through something traumatic, their emotions can shut down. You probably held it in for so long that you finally just broke,” they start

“Y/n, you went through something so incredibly horrible and I can’t even begin to imagine the pain you’re feeling, but I am always here you and it is okay to cry and be angry and feel hurt. Whenever you need to cry or feel like you want to hit something, just do it,” they end, never breaking eye contact with you

“I’ve spent this whole time..basically distracting myself. Telling myself ‘no, this won’t break me’ and now here I am,” you say, a small laugh/scoff escaping your mouth,“I can’t let him take my power away from me. I refuse.”

“And he won’t. Y/n, you are not broken because of this. You have always been resilient, no matter what you’ve had to face and I know that you can will get past this. It’s gonna take time and a lot of healing, but you will come out on the other side.”

You lay across to the other side of the couch, hugging your best friend’s waist. They hug you back and rub your shoulder.

Tears slowly leave your eyes, until you let sleep take over.

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When you wake up, it’s 4 pm. You basically missed the whole day, but that was the last thing on your mind.

You realize your best friend’s legs were no longer under your head, so you sit up to look around for any sign of them still being in your apartment.

You see a note on your end table.

went out to get food to make dinner ♥️

You hear knocks at your door and decide to check your best friends location. You see they’re still at the grocery store and have been for the past few minutes.

“who could that be” you think to yourself

You look through the peep hole and see Hawks standing there.

“H-Hawks, w-what’re you doing here,” you ask slightly in shock, but happy for the most part

“Well, I called and you didn’t answer, so I got worried. I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he speaks honestly

“Yeah, I’m okay…physically. It’s been…kind of a rough day,” you say, not making eye contact with him

You feel his arms wrap around you and he starts to rub your back.

He walks you back into the apartment, so that you weren’t left standing in the hallway and closes the door behind the both of you.

When you pull away from the hug, you look up at him and he kisses your forehead.

Art by cherryviii

Thank you so much for reading !! I’m splitting this in two parts because I have held it hostage for long enough 😂

Working on part two neow!!!

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sourlove · 20 days

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My Mistake ~ YANDERE TODOROKI SHOTO

TW: KIDNAPPING (REGRETFULLY), DELUSION, BLACKMAIL, IMPLIED MURDER, IMPLIED VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF MAFIA AND GANG ACTIVITIES

A/N: THIS WAS INSPIRED BY A 'REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPT' ORIGINALLY CREATED BY @out-of-jams

"Listen, I know this might seem sudden, but I have to get this off my chest. I think I've fallen in love with you."

Slowly, you turn to face owner of the heterochromatic eyes gazing up at you. From where he was tied up. On a chair. In your basement.

"...come again?"

The man you had just kidnapped, with the intent of holding for ransom, blushed. "I think- no, I know I've fallen in love with you."

You smiled faintly, emphasis on 'faint' because there was nothing you wanted to do more than pass out and wake up from this nightmare. Todoroki Shoto was nothing but a spoiled, rich kid on paper. Sure, his father had significant power but that also meant you could charge much more for his release when you kidnapped him.

Unfortunately, hindsight was a coldhearted bitch. How were you supposed to know that he had his own fucking gang? What 23 year old man had that kind of power?? Why is it that the one time you decide to test your luck to get some extra cash, you kidnap a mafia boss???

"From the moment you tried to use that chloroform on me, I-I felt something," Todoroki rambled, interrupting your thoughts. "I was confused at first at the audacity but once I pretended to faint and you dragged me, very painfully I must say, to your van, I knew it had to be fate. I had read about fate before, but I never imagined that it would be this..." He trailed off and stared at your face in dreamlike wonder. "...beautiful."

You laughed awkwardly, silently noting the possibility of brain damage from when you moved him. "That's great man, but look-"

"It's more than great!" He leaned forward, his eyes gleaming excitedly as the ropes strained against him. "Nothing has ever made me feel this way before: flowers, money, the works, but the moment you tied me up, I knew we were-!"

"Look the whole kidnapping thing was a mistake. okay?" You interrupted abruptly. You ran your hands through your hair in frustration. Who knows how long you had until someone found you?

Todoroki's smile melted of his face. "A...mistake?"

"Yes! Exactly! It was just a wrong place, wrong time kind of situation! And I am sooooo sorry so let's just forget this ever happened and I'll even drop you off wherever you need to go." You finished with a nice 'im-so-sorry-for-kidnapping-you-please-dont-kill-me' smile.

He stared at you blankly for a full minute, making you sweat nervously. There was obviously a screw loose in his head and you really hoped you hadn't provoked him too badly.

"So you mean you never planned to kidnap me?" he asked quietly.

You shook your head. "I didn't. I'm sorry? I think..."

The silence echoed throughout the basement as precious seconds ticked by. Your hands itched to do something, but what? You weren't a murderer and there was no way you wouldn't face some kind of consequence so the only way out was to convince him to let the matter slide.

"Liar."

Todoroki chuckled at your dumbfounded expression. "Do you really I would believe that you kidnapped me, Shoto Todoroki, for a mere ransom?" He smiled adoringly up at you and you felt a chill run down your spine. "You wouldn't do something like this," he nodded down at his binds "For someone you don't love."

You backed away slowly. "Hey, you've got the wrong idea, I-"

"No, no I don't have wrong ideas," Todoroki drawled. "In fact I think I might be very right about this one soon."

"W-what...?" Suddenly, a loud pounding came from your front door above the basement. Loud, angry voices spilled into your home and stomped around, obviously looking for something. Or someone.

Todoroki looked almost apologetic as he smiled. "It looks like you'll have to make your choice now, my love. You just ran out of time."

You swore and hastily began cutting at his rope bindings as he watched in amusement. Fuck it. It was better to hang off the arm of this psycho than get caught by his men as his kidnapper. And he knew it too. You wanted to punch his stupidly pretty smug face.

"I'm so glad you decided to see thing my way, darling," Todoroki sighed, wrapping his arms around you. "And since you wanted me so badly, I'll give you exactly what you desire." He pressed your foreheads together just as the basement door splintered open.

"From now on, I'm never letting you out of my sight~"

READ PART 2 HERE

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nartothelar · 1 year

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he can have a cool jacket, as a treat

- mic bought it for him as a gift

- aizawa is secretly very protective of it

- his intimidation factor has gone up by 20%

- aizawa keeps cat treats in the inner pockets

#mafia au #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #present mic #eraserhead #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha fanart #fanart #tw smoking #tw guns #cannoli arson

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zentraex · 10 months

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Could u do an arrange/forced marriage of aizawa fic please ❤️ (Maybe mafia AU?)

Thank you so much for this request! This is my first one and it made me so happy! I hope I didn't disappointed you or something like that.

Like always, English is not my first language and German grammar is a lot different than English grammar. So, sorry for any mistakes.

Trigger Warnings: forced marriage, slightly yandere, mentioning of a gun

Also, I got an inspiration for the last few sentences from a picture in Pinterest. So, it wasn't really my idea, but fitted really well.

I hate you

The detailed planning should make you feel like you're floating above clouds. The closer the day gets, the wilder the butterflies should fly in your stomach.

It should be the most beautiful day of your life: your wedding day.

A nightmare. This is a nightmare.

But why is it exactly the opposite for you?

Locked up in your room, the only retreat you had left until now, the day scratched squeaking at your door.

You dreaded this day, so much that the nausea in you grew bigger and bigger.

It is the worst day of your life: your wedding day.

Clack

The shackles around your hands are straining at your wrists. Just...what shackles? The ones you imagine?

How could you end up like this?

Your gaze wanders to the empty seats which are reserved for your parents.

True, they are to blame... Or rather yourself?

When did it all start?

Your family was a normal baker's family, nothing special. You were happy to follow their footsteps and take over the shop later.

You would have had regular customers, 70% of them would have been old seniors, and you would have chatted happily with them. Who knows, maybe that's how you would have found the love of your life?

Your future partner wouldn't have wanted anything big, just a few rolls, but he wouldn't have known which ones. You would have advised him and your way of talking and smiling would have charmed him. He would have come again and then more regularly, and slowly, the two of you would be something more.

You've always raved about it. Who would have thought that this dream turned out to be a nightmare?

Shota Aizawa or Eraser Head as he is called in his mafia group, was actually the one customer, “your true love".

Your parents wanted to have an evening to themselves, so you had to take over the shop.

"Welcome," you smiled. The man in front of you was tall. His black hair was disheveled and hung down to his shoulders. His red eyes were only half open. He looked like he had been through several sleepless nights.

"A few bread rolls."

For a moment, there was silence between you as you waited for him to give a more precise order.

"Which ones and how many?"

His tired eyes wandered through the variety of bread rolls your bakery had to offer.

"Which ones are good?"

A proud grin formed on your lips.

"I'd say they are all of the best quality, but if you ask me what my favorites are, it's definitely the milk bread rolls."

"Yes, then I'll take those."

You almost sighed out loud. What was with that guy?

"And how many?"

His eyes glanced briefly at your smile.

"All of them."

Your eyes widened when you heard this almost absurd order. Unsure, you analyzed the stranger in front of you, only to get a completely serious look in response.

"Okay... do you want another coffee? You look very tired."

"No, the work just gives me a lot of headaches. That's all."

"Oh, I know that only too well! I always catch my parents feeling exhausted after a day full of work."

The man in front of you raised an eyebrow. "Your parents?"

"Yes, they own the store. Normally I just help out, but every now and then I get to take over.

The stranger just nodded.

"So, that would be then..."

Your neighborhood was known for having a dangerous mafia group. There were many reasons why, despite all this, so many lived here. One of the reasons was because the rents weren't too high. Aside from that, it was rather on the edge of the town and therefore there was not really anything going on. The neighborhood was peaceful, if the mafia was left out. Most people were always nice to you and only a few were bullies. But the smiling faces could never hide the fear in the eyes of the people. Many shops had to close out of nowhere and many people disappeared suddenly. You could never be sure if someone was a member of the mafia, as no one dared to reveal their identity.

That's why you didn't recognize him, just like all the other times: the man everyone feared the most.

How could you? Not even the members of the mafia gang themselves knew what their boss looked like.

That's why you always greeted him with the widest smile you've had. First week after week and then day after day. A friendly smile quickly turned into a loving one...

"It's funny how long we've known each other and yet I never got your name."

"It's also the first time you've brought it up, Reader. Do you want to know?"

But there is one thing everyone knew about the boss of the mafia...

"Don't ask if you already know the answer," you answer with a wink.

The name.

„Shota Aizawa.“

Your eyes widened and your breath stuck in your throat.

"W-What? I don't think I got your name right."

Casual as always, he rested his head on his palm and looked at you with a smirk.

„Shota Aizawa.“

Your profuse sweating lasted until he left. Did he mean it as a joke? How could you talk so peacefully with a criminal for so long ?

Even worse, how could you fall in love with someone like that?

Since that day, you had avoided working in the bakery and spent a while in a friend's apartment. Maybe that was the most decisive mistake you made.

"500,000 Dollar or our store closes? What have we done to make it happen to us?"

Nothing. Your parents had absolutely nothing to do with it. It had been your fault that you had bewitched him and then disappeared.

"How are we supposed to get so much money together in three days?"

You had ridden your parents into misfortune.

The three days passed slowly. Your family came to terms with the fact that you can't get the money together and so you all just waited for your end. Shota didn't show up during that time either.

Too your surprise, The boss himself was present at the day of reckoning. This time, Shota was wearing a suit and his hair was styled back. He was bent forward, his arms resting on his knees, and his hands are intervened. Typical for him are his half-open eyes and the corners of his mouth pulled down. Usually it made you smile, at that time it sent shivers down your spine.

"The money?" he asked. During all this, he hadn't even given you a quick glance.

"Unfortunately, we don't have it. You know-", your father couldn't even finish talking, Shota immediately interrupted him with a shot of his gun. Your breath trembled, and your sweat ran down your face continuously.

"I don't want to hear excuses," Shota muttered and sighed. "You know what that means?"

None of you cried or pleaded. You have already finished with your lives three days ago.

"Normally, you have to pay with your life..."

That was true. In the best case, one was allowed to die, otherwise most women became prostitutes and men became slaves. It hit you very badly when one were given the title of a pet. You only heard rumors of how one had to eat dog food.

"But I'm generous today."

A wide grin suddenly spread across Shota's lips.

"Either the two of you," he said, pointing to your parents, "die or you give me your daughter as a bride. You can even help with the planning."

You didn't even have the right of codecision. It was also the last time you saw your parents. As far as you know, they had packed their things and moved…wherever.

While Shota was bursting with satisfaction, your world collapsed.

And this is still the case today.

Why me?

The wedding march in the background, which made you dream of your future in the past, sounds distorted to you, like the music in a horror movie. Even though the walls of the church are colorful, you see them only with a black and white filter.

Why do you progress so fast when you walk as slowly as you can?

Stay away from me, I hate you.

Worst of all, however, is his mangy grin. Everything in you is screaming out to rip it out of his face.

I hate you!

Except for the 4 closest confidants of Shota, there are no other guests. Your parents have received an invitation, but why should they come?

When you arrive at Shota's side, the first tears roll down your face.

"We have gathered today because Shota Aizawa and Reader want to enter into the covenant of marriage. Love..."

Love? What love?

"... endures everything, believes everything, hopes everything, withstands everything. Love never ends."

No, I hate you. I don't want any of this.

"And so, we hope that it will succor you."

Your grip on your bouquet crushes the poor plants.

"So, I ask you, Shota Aizawa, will you honor and love your wife in good and in bad times? So answer with: yes, I do."

I don't want to be honored by you.

"Yes, I do."

No! I hate you!

"And so I ask you, reader, will you honor and love your husband in good and in bad times? So answer with: Yes, I do."

No, I don't want to!

No!

There is silence in the room for a moment. The lump in your throat is too big to get it down all by once. Your silence meets the warning gaze of Shota.

"Yes, I do."

"So now, by virtue of my office, I declare you husband and wife. You are now allowed to kiss the bride."

You assh*le, wretched b*st*rd. Don't touch me with your disgusting lips!

As soon as his lips touch yours, it feels like a plague is spreading throughout your body.

The ring he puts on you weighs tons, at least that's how it feels. Your skin burns underneath.

"Look, now you're officially mine. You can't imagine how long I've been waiting for this moment."

"A cageed animal is not immediately yours. I'll get away from you."

"We'll see."

#x reader #yandere #bnha #mha #female reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta #mafia au #mha x reader #bnha x reader #yandere aizawa #forced marriage #yandere aizawa shouta #Aizawa x reader #yandere bnha x reader #yandere mha x reader

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sammachu · 3 months

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Commission I made for the lovely @shipseekingshippers for her fic Lucky Us!

Go and read it here 💜

#bnha #mha #shinkami #fanart #digital art #shinsou hitoshi #kaminari denki #shinsou #kaminari #kamishin #anime #commission #mafia au #fanfiction

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crow-gothtree · 9 months

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I imagine this Aizawa is hiding so many tattoos.

If anyone knows any good tattooed Aizawa fics on ao3 send em my way...

#bnha aizawa #aizawa shouta #eraserhead #mha fanart #bnha fanart #crowtreedrawsaizawa #digital art #why does he give me yakuza au vibes #Tattooed aizawa is something I love the idea of #Gimme all the mafia or undercover aizawa just being scathing good at being dark #aizawa shōta #eraserhead art #bnha art #bnha au #Yazuka Aizawa #bnha #mha

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homelesstravelers · 2 months

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- C'mon, Dabi-chan. Let me chop them up!

- No.

- Ne-e((

- ...

- Waffles?

- Waffles!

((Still my redesign for 1950s mafia detective au roleplay. Mafia Dabi and capo Toga!))

#bnha #boku no hero acedamia #my hero academia #mha #mha fanart #detective au #mafia au #dabi #touya todoroki #toga himiko #league of villains

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mhathotfic · 3 months

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I don’t write mafia romances and wouldn’t know how to start, but the idea of mob boss Katsuki is strong in my head today.

He can’t leave you alone, but he can’t have you either. Because you’re not his, you’re not even the girl he can show off when he’s at parties.

Because you’re a wife, just not his wife, though he might pull some strings and call in a few favors to see if that changes.

#bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #tw cheating #mafia au

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roxy-writes · 1 year

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GIRLY DO MAFIA BAKUGOU AND KIRISHIMA X READ AND MAKE IT SMUTTY!!!!!! It's fine if you don't want to😅 BUT IF YOU CAN THAT WOULD BE GREATTTTT!!! LOVE YOU BESTIEEEEEEE 🥰

OK IM DOING IT. also i've lowkey been putting off my asks so if i haven't responded i'll get there soon lol <3 sorry

warnings: not proofread, smut, reader sits on bakugo's lap, reader uses she/her pronouns, reader has a pussy, extreme dubcon, biting, reader gets spanked, noncon creampies, reader cries, dead dove: do not eat

You sat tied to a chair in Katsuki Bakugo's office. You didn't know a lot about what was happening, just that he was a fairly well-known mafia boss and this was very very bad for you. He sat in a comfortable looking chair on the other side of his desk, his right hand man standing tall beside him. Kirishima Eijiro, who appeared way less threatening than his counterpart. But you figured he's probably just as bad as Bakugo, if not worse. You knew pretty much why you were here.

You were taking a walk somewhere, you can't remember where. The alleyway you saw was a nice shortcut, sure, but you probably should've just gone the long way. You didn't really expect to see someone being brutally murdered when you turned the corner, of course. As Bakugo turned to face you, the unknown body slumped to the ground at his feet. You sprinted away in the opposite direction, but you weren't fast enough, and that's how you ended up here.

"I was going to just kill you, but my partner here convinced me otherwise. How lucky you are. Well, I don't really know about that. You'll probably think you're better off dead once we're done with you." Bakugo says. You wonder what the fuck that might mean. "We obviously can't let you go though. You'll have to be of use to us in some other way." You're pretty sure you know what that means, based on Kirishima's hungry look. "Untie her," Bakugo commands, "not like she'll be able to escape." Kirishima moves to follow Bakugo's orders and only then do you notice his teeth. They're razor sharp, and they look dangerous. You figure things can't get any worse from here.

But of course they do. Bakugo makes you sit on his lap, the bump that you feel from under his nice dress pants rubbing against your thigh. He's changed since you first saw him, thank God, so there's no blood on him. You're frozen in place, his hands planted on your ass. There was no denying he was attractive, but this was not a situation you wanted to be in. "Kirishima, what do you say we get he used to how it's gonna be here?" Bakugo says, and fear rushes through your body. You're bent over the table in seconds, your dress being torn off your body. You want to struggle, but you know it won't do anything except anger him. He rips off your bra and panties, and your nipples harden at the cold. He beckons Kirishima over, and the red-haired man crouches down so he's face-to-face with your cunt. You're scared of those teeth being so close to your pussy, but Bakugo keeps you from being able to tilt your head to look at Kirishima. Kirishima's first long lick up your slit has you holding back a moan. "Make some noise, bitch." Bakugo spits, so you stop holding back as Kirishima sucks on your clit.

His tongue enters your hole, making you clench and keen. You're nearly forgetting about what's really happening and starting to focus only on how he's tongue-fucking you. Then his tongue's gone and his teeth are sinking into your thigh. You cry out in pain and squirm, which only seems to egg Kirishima on as he marks your thighs up. One of his big fingers slips inside of you and curls, pressing against your special spot. You cum with a cry as Kirishima licks up the blood dripping down your legs. Fuck, it aches. You hate to admit you're sort of turned on by it, but it still fucking hurts. Bakugo's already pressing his dick to your entrance and pushing in. You're still sensitive and you moan. He's bigger than you thought he would be, but he doesn't give you any time to adjust to the stretch as you expected. He immediately begins pounding into you. He shakes the desk with every thrust, and the edge of it digs into your hips.

Bakugo slams into your cervix. You make a noise of discomfort, and he raises his hand. He brings it down hard on your ass, the sting making tears form in your eyes. He does it again on your other asscheek, and you try not to make too loud of a noise in fear of what he'll do. You just whimper quietly as he fucks you. He's gonna cum soon, you can tell by how much he's twitching inside you. Oh shit, you think, he can't cum inside. You're not on birth control, oh shit, oh fuck, you think. He's definitely not wearing a condom. "No, fuck, don't cum inside, please!" you yell, but he just spanks you again. You feel hot ropes of cum coat your walls and tears stream down your face. You can almost feel him smirk. Kirishima shoots you a sympathetic look from where he was watching. You press your face into the desk and sob.

this is my 100th post lol

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agendercrisisx · 1 year

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You are more than just a fucktoy

Mafia Sero Hanta x GN!Reader

Summary: Denki makes you insecure, and Sero makes it up too you.

Warnings: Violence, Smut, Angst, thoughts of suicide, good ending, miscommunications, possessive Sero,

Words: 2,1 k

Your POV:

His words were ringing in your ears, how could he have said that. Did he mean it. Were you nothing to him? Tears were prickling in the corner of your eyes, your steps were slow and wobbly because of the remaining alcohol in your system. Denki had been drunk, maybe he hadn’t meant it. But the way the words had left his mouth and the smug grin on his face, made you insecure.

The music in the bar had been loud, maybe you misheard him. Maybe he was talking about someone else. Maybe you were just drunk and jumping to conclusions.

You had been on your fifth glass of whiskey and the burning in your throat had kept your mind off the awful day. Denki and Mina had been keeping you company while Sero and Kirishima had been out doing some business. Bakugou was nowhere to be found, but he had always been kind of scary, so it didn’t really affect you that he wasn’t there.

Mina had been talking about some girl that was hitting on her and Denki was already making fun of her. They were so nice to each other and the whole mafia thing felt far away. You had never seen what they did, and it didn’t really interest you. You were sometimes scared of what Sero did, but not knowing kept it at bay.

You had had a few too many drinks and were dancing on one of the tables with Mina in no time. She was a dancer, you, not so much. But the alcohol kept a good flow in your stiff movements. A group of guys had tried joining and Mina was quick to push them away. She had a smug smile on her face when one of the guys fell hard on his ass and the audience burst out laughing. You had been laughing as well and one of the guys had spat a mean comment towards you too.

The guy didn’t have time to react before Denki had smashed his face in and the guy’s nose was violently bleeding. He had looked like a child, small and scared. But he wasn’t ready to back down, he swung toward Denki, but Denki was faster. The guy bent over with a moan, you almost didn’t see Denki punch the guy in the stomach. He was fast. Dangerously fast.

Mina had followed you out of the club and put you in a taxi. Denki was a few meters back and talking to the bouncers and that’s when you heard it.

“Who is that?” One of the bouncers had asked Denki, He had smiled smugly knowing I could he him, he locked my eyes with his and said louder than necessary.

“Ohh just some toy Sero found, they’re gone in a week!” You didn’t hear what the bouncers said, because the taxi started driving. But you saw them give Denki money. Were they betting on how fast you were gone?

You thought you were special, maybe not the one. But you thought Sero cared. The tears were trickling down your cheeks, the words had burned into your mind. They were not being forgotten. Were you really a toy? Was that all you were for him? Someone to fuck when he felt pent up?

Maybe it was for the best, he could get whoever he liked. Maybe it was time to move on. Too many feelings had been building up, better get out when you still can. But the feeling of not being good enough was nagging your heart. Maybe he was emotionless like they said. Maybe you were just a whole for him to use, but at the moment, who cares. Get a hold of yourself. Now it’s time to get past the silly feelings you had been getting for the Mafia boss.

It had been three days since you last saw any of them. No one had trying to talk to you, so to your dismay it looks like Denki was right. Who do you think won the bet? Maybe Denki? He didn’t think you would last a week; you didn’t last a day.

You had been crying for the past days, maybe there were more feelings for Sero than you had led yourself admit. Maybe the heartbreak was good, getting over him before you were all in.

The following days had been slow, it had only been surviving keeping the emotions at bay and getting through the day without crying. It was not a life, you had been LIVING with Sero. Now your just surviving, barely that. Some thoughts that didn’t fell right was sneaking in you. Maybe it would be easier if everything just stopped. If there was no more. If your world just stopped spinning one day. Would anyone care? You didn’t really have anyone, you thought Sero would be your new family, but now there is nobody.

Sero POV:

It had been days since he last talked with you. He was kind of wondering what had happened, you had been good last time you talked, he thinks. But maybe something had happened in your life, so he thought it would be good if he gave you some space. You would probably call when you were ready to talk. He hadn’t talked with Denki or Mina since you three went to the bar, he wanted to. So, he could find out if they knew something. But he had been caught up in work. Some rival gang had disrupted their supply, so he had had to fix that. That was what he and Bakugou had been doing when you were out. He had thought he would be done so he could see you. But work had dragged out, again.

He was standing annoyed behind his desk, with a phone to his ear, now almost yelling at the guy on the other end. There had been made another mistake and they had lost three guys in a shoot-out. He was beyond annoyed and his only thoughts were you bend over his desk clenching around his cock and making the world better. He had thought about you a lot, he was close to sending flowers to your house just to make sure you were okay. But that kind of defeats the whole space thing. So, he had just kept to himself, while taking care of business. He had a lunch date with Denki, Kirishima, Bakugou and Mina later. Maybe they had heard something about you.

He had slammed the phone down on the desk when the poor bastard was done talking, he was not in the mood for more complications. He just wanted you. God how he wanted you. The well-known strain of his cock in is pants made notice. He groaned loudly and sat heavily down in his chair. He unbuttoned his pants and took his cock in his hands. He imagined you on your knees so pretty for him, you looking up at him with those eyes of yours and how you would so gladly take him, But not without the right amount of teasing.

He moved his hand faster while thinking of your so pretty hole. He would lick you until you came in his mouth and then he would fuck you until you were a stuttering mess beneath his cock. Ohh he would savour you feel, fuck he missed you. All of you. Your laughter. How you would smile up at him if he praised you. The look of bliss when he gave you something overly expensive. He didn’t care about the price just you. All of you. He missed you so.

He sat down besides Denki, when he got to the café and the waiter quickly came over with a cup espresso. This was their place, everybody knew them. Mina was laughing about something Bakugou said, and everything was light-hearted. A nice change since this week of failure.

“Anybody know what happened to Y/N?” The tone changed instantly, and Denki’s face fell.

“What are you not telling me dude?” Sero’s voice became mean, a voice he had never used with you. You didn’t know this side of him. Denki looked down and avoided eye contact. Sero was quick to grab his chin and force eye contact.

“Spit it out!” Sero’s tone was venom and Denki knew he had fucked up. Badly. So badly.

“It was just a joke, I didn’t think...” Sero hit him on the side of his head, he hit the ground violently. Sero stood up ready to let all his anger hit his stupid best friend.

“I’m sorry, it wasn’t supposed to happened. I just...” Denki turned silent and Sero waited, while still fuming for his friends to pick up. The whole café had emptied, and the staff had hidden in the back room.

“I said they’re just you fuck toy, it was just joke. I didn’t mean to…” Tears was falling down his face now and before he said another thing Sero had already left.

He needed to find you. You were his. He though there had been problems in your life, but he had never imagined his friends would have caused it.

Your POV:

You were watching some dumb show on TV not even really following, when you heard a knock on your door. The Pizza must be here. You slowly stood up and moved toward the door. You opened and before stood Sero in all his glory. Leaning out of breath up against the door. He was sweaty in the sexiest way ever. He moved before a word was said. His lips were on your and butterflies erupted in your stomach. He pushed you inside closed the door and threw you against it. You moaned into his mouth when he pressed his body in between your legs. He held you up against the door and pressed up against you in all the right placed. He fit your weird angles perfectly. Like a jigsaw pulse.

He carried you in one the couch and laid down on top of you. He kissed you jaw and down you neck while still pressing between your legs. He elegantly pulled down you pants and underwear in one go. He kissed down your chest and stomach. He pushed your legs up towards your chest and licked your hole. He took you so sensitive part in his mouth and started sucking. You moaned loudly and threw you head back against the pillow. He kept going licking and sucking, working you through your orgasm. You yelled loudly when it you came in his waiting mouth. He moved up your face and kissed you with the taste of yourself on his lips. He smiled so sweetly down at you.

“I’m gonna fuck you know, cause how in the world would you ever think I don’t need you.” He moved his hand your front and took you in his hand. “Fuck your handsome.” He grinned and picked you up again. He walked into the kitchen and sat you down in front of the kitchen table. He pushed you front down on the cold table. He ran a hand down your back and pushed a finger into your waiting hole. “Please Sero.” He grinned and unbuttoned his pants and took his cock out. He pushed the head against you opening and a gran escaped him when he pushed himself in all the way.

He moved quickly, you were both pent up. He was feral and he needed you. The slamming of himself against you ass that jiggled so pretty for him. God, he had needed you, and missed you so much. It was not a long fuck, it was quick but needed.

“I’m gonna cum in your pretty hole baby,” I was a statement and shortly after he spilled himself in you. You were so full, full of him and you had missed it so much. It had been far too long.

He grabbed you throat and pulled you up against him, your sweaty back against his sweaty front. You could feel his abs contracting when you clenched around him.

“Control yourself.” You laughed, you had missed him so much. Missed this. He hugged you tight while still being deep inside you.

A knock on your door made him stop, had he been followed. You laughed and patted him on his chest. “Pizza.” You said it nonchalant and grabbed his shirt to cover yourself before opening the door to take the pizza.

“Let's eat.”

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littlemisspropaganda · 4 months

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help me find a fic

Ok ok so does ANYONE know this one fic where Bakugou is like this mafia crime lord. And he was in jail, but he broke out. But before then reader ended up speaking to him before he broke out. And she (we😏) we’re pretty much saying that things between them where over. But he ends up breaking out of jail and reader was on the run to hide from him.

But from what I remember she ends up getting caught with Mina in this cabin. But Mina ends up seducing (i don’t remember who it was lmao) and reader was able to get away from Bakugou. I also remember at some point reader was renting this apartment far away from Bakugou but he ends up finding her.

I ALSO remember at some point in the fic reader gets kidnap by these other ppl. And reader was stuck hiding in the bathroom lmao. BUT THATS WHAT I SQUEEZED OUT IN HOPES SOMEONE KNOWS😭

#bakugou katsuki #help me find a fic #help me find this #bakugou x reader #mafia Bakugou #mha #mha fanfiction #mha bakugou #fanfic #Bakugou #bakugou smut

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hangesbrattyapprentice · 10 months

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Sleuths & Syndicates

Part 3

Mafia Boss! Shigaraki x fem!reader

art by ichiya1115

˚✧₊⁎ find Part 1 & Part 2 here ⁎⁺˳✧༚

~MDNI~

Being Tomura Shigaraki’s captive becomes easier once you stop fighting it. Before, he’d leave you bound and gagged for hours, days, unconcerned with your wellbeing. Only consumed with having your body available for him whenever the urge struck him. He’d fall asleep nuzzling your breasts, his cold legs entangled with your immobile ones. For weeks, the only people you’d see besides him were the cleaning staff who seemed assiduously oblivious to your existence even as you screamed for help. But you saw how soft he’d get when you were pliant, and your will to survive made you use it to your advantage no matter how much you hated yourself for it.

He was observant. Knew just how to get a reaction out of you. Weeks of having you tied up and unable to stop him or squirm away from his prying fingers and tongue had let him learn exactly what made you tick. Things you hadn’t even known about yourself. He made you feel good. So if you forgot everything about the world outside of that room, about who you were, things weren’t so bad. He kept you fed and made you cum and only hurt you if you displeased him – or if he felt like it.

When you’ve both grown more familiar your situation, he gradually gives you more liberty. You’re allowed to move freely within his mansion, although he’s strengthened the guard. You don’t often ask for things but when you do, Tomura makes sure you get them.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Sunny? You just had bubble tea yesterday,” he rolls his eyes. But he doesn’t send one of his men. He gets it himself on his way back home so he can see the stars in your eyes when he hands you the cup. “Whadya say, brat?” And here’s why you have him wrapped around your finger. You know he’d be happy with a sweet “thank you, Don” and a blowjob, but you don’t need him happy. If you are to survive – to escape someday – you need him absolutely enraptured.

So you make sure he reads the sin in your eyes before you ask him if he’d like a taste. And when he takes the bait, quirking an eyebrow, you pop the seal and let the milky liquid pour slowly over your mouth, neck, and breasts, drenching the shirt you’re wearing until the fabric is sheer and stuck to your nipples. It’s almost endearing how his jaw hangs open – or it would be, were he not the devil himself. But you channel your hatred into lust and guide him by the back of his neck to your mouth, letting him lap up the sweet drink. His tongue runs up along the column of your neck before he lowers his head further to suck greedily at your tits through the shirt. The feel of his tongue with the added texture of the wet fabric has you moaning above him, raking your nails against his scalp.

And because he’s feeling extra generous, he turns you around and gives you his solid thigh to ride from behind while he teases your nips, head bent over your shoulder, with slow licks and quick twists between his fingers. Despite yourself, you’re coming undone so quickly, the feel of his hard thigh under pressed trousers somehow giving you what you need. Heel lifted, he pulses his leg up and down in time with the rocking of your hips and you’re so close, already feeling the tiny contractions coming when he suddenly pushes you off of him, making you fall to the floor on all fours.

“No, please!” You wail, hips thrusting uselessly into nothing, chasing your lost orgasm.

“I thought the bubble tea was for you, pet. Not me,” he smirks. His pants are around his ankles when you turn to face him and he’s found the half-empty cup, tilting it over his throbbing erection. “Don’t you want it?”

You give him what he wants – a messy blowjob worthy of a porno, wondering if your little act was all for nothing. He’s seconds away from cumming when you decide to risk your life for some petty revenge. You lift your head, gasping for air, but instead of swallowing him right back down your throat, you stay put, panting on his flushed cock, just out of reach.

“F-fuck! Sunny-nnghh!” Tomura roars, legs quivering. But instead of grabbing your head and violently fucking your face like you expected, he’s whimpering beneath you, begging, and then you’re both gaping at each other in equal surprise. Tentatively, you reach for the restraints that would usually hold your wrists and his ruby eyes follow you, a slew of emotions reflected in them clear as day. He’s a little frightened but also very hopeful.

Straddling his torso, you tie his right hand to the bedpost and then his left, kissing him slow and tender in between. He’s an absolute wreck and you haven’t even started yet. You’ve never done anything like this before, wouldn’t even know what “edging” is but with how responsive Shigaraki is, it comes to you naturally. With kitten licks and slow strokes of your fingertip, you bring him right to the edge of release before backing away and letting him cool off, over and over and over again. And when he moans, you can’t help but moan with him. You’re enjoying this, too. Your pussy aches with need. You want to ride him, and when you ask him if he can hold off his orgasm til you say so, he huffs a drunken laugh.

“Sorry, Sunshine. Don’t think I can hold it if you so much as breathe on my dick right now. What’s wrong?” he adds, seeing the frown on your face. Then he growls. “Fuck, don’t tell me this is turning you on that much, my sick little pet. C’mere.”

When you just look at him confused, he clarifies, “come sit on my face. Use me to get yourself off ’slong as you want, baby.” He’s panting hard, voice raspier than usual, cock twitching helplessly. Something inside you snaps.

You’re bracing yourself with your forearms against the wall, riding Shigaraki’s tongue as he eats you out like his life depends on it. His arms strain against the ropes, corded muscles bulging. You’re cumming for the second time, slick and spit dripping down his face and he’s groaning like he’s in agony but can’t stop lapping you up for even a second, even though you’re whimpering and backing away from the overstimulation.

Suddenly one of the restraints snaps, and in the back your head you’re furious – how often you’d have given anything for one of those ropes to snap when it was you tied up – but you’re somewhat blissed out, mid-orgasm and caught off guard when Shigaraki uses his free arm to topple you so you’re on your back, head hanging off the side of the mattress with his arms now holding both your thighs open for him and his mouth free to continue its assault on your cunt.

His lips close over your swollen clit, suckling on it hard. You scream, hands fisting and tangling in his fluffy, white hair. Two thick fingers stretch you out and pump into you, easily finding your most sensitive spot and you’re cumming all over again, legs shaking uncontrollably and sparks going off in your head. You’re pulled back fully onto the mattress by your throat and his fingers are quickly replaced by his cock and fuck he’s so damn hard you’ve never felt him this thick before. He’s not fucked you so rough since before you became “Sunny” but you love it and you’re so grateful when he spills his seed inside you but still keeps going, fucking it deeper into you. You’re begging him not to stop, and he’s eager to oblige.

It takes a while, but when you’re both worn out, clean and curled up in bed, Tomura is sweet and gentle. He’s got you tucked into his side, head resting on his chest, hand carding through your hair while the tv throws dim, flickering blue light over an otherwise dark room. He kisses the top of your head.

“I love you, Sunny,” he murmurs, and you’re just about far gone enough to almost feel as if this could be a normal relationship. Almost.

“Fuckin’ love you so god damn much. What did I do to deserve you, hm?”

You curl up further into yourself, and to Shigaraki, it feels like a hug.

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nartothelar · 1 year

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Jealous aizawa PLEASE

boss aizawa is jealous

#reverse mafia au #erasermic #aizawa shouta #present mic #eraserhead #hizashi yamada #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #bnha fanart #fanart #tw guns #tw blood

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cascade05 · 7 months

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Gangster MHA x reader except reader is the mafia boss and the rest of the cast are cutesy lil’ normies

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firesmokeandashes · 4 months

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I had a weird dream last night.

Izuku was some kind of mystical wishing star boy who had been trapped in a cave, and Katsuki, who was batman for some reason, found him.

There were relatively no rules to what the finder of the wishing star could wish for. So Katsuki wished for Izuku to travel with him and grant him (Katsuki) anything he wished for whenever he wished for it.

But Katsuki was very wise with his wishes because, like he's batman, he's kind of a billionaire and can get whatever he fucking wants anyways. He was also extremely kind to Izuku, and Katsuki thinks Izuku is pretty and sweet, so they ended up falling in love. In my dream, I'm shown this through a batman tv show montage intro.

Like it was cinematic, with mysterious music playing in the background mixed with a cinematic version of the batman theme song, panoramic camera shots, and one of those comic style 'on a dark rooftop' silhouette kissing scenes.

It was all very interesting.

Then the dream cut to this scene where this villain, who I think, was a mix of egghead and a mafia cartel guy, thinks he has somehow convinced Izuku to betray Katsuki (a.k.a batman), and is bringing Batman to him.

Izuku, of course, told Katsuki about this, and together, they came up with this genius plan that only worked because it was a dream.

The plan was that Izuku would take a mechanical bat suit with him and make it look like the suit was somehow under his control due to mind control or something. The bat suit looked like the one from the bat man versus super man movie except it had red glowing eyes and was mechanical.

Anyway, Izuku brought the suit with him. It basically followed his every move, and he brought it to the villain. The villain, of course, was very pleased with this and told Izuku he would be well compensated. Then he pulled out a pistol, that looked like it belonged in one of the westerns my grandpa watches, and tells Izuku to get out of the way.

When Izuku didn't move, the villain clicked the gun safety off and told Izuku one more time to "get out of the way before he shot both of them."

When Izuku didn't move again, the villain pulled the trigger, Izuku somehow managed to duck just in time, causing the suit to duck with him because it was somehow hooked up to follow all of Izuku's major body movements.

Then Katsuki comes crashing in through a skylight and knocks the villain unconscious.

Then my dream ended.

Also, during the entire dream, I got the sense that Katsuki and Izuku have full undying trust in the other and that they are deeply in love.

It wasn't specifically stated, I just knew because that's what my subconscious told me.

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