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bleach-your-panties · 5 months

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New Post! Sincember Event❄️❄️

Rating: Highly Suggestive/Light Smut🍭🍡

▶️sugar - trick daddy ft. ludacris & cee lo green

▶️sugar - maroon 5

"Okay, I've made out the list of ingredients that I'm gonna need for our almost life-sized gingerbread replica of UA Alliance!"

Sato announced happily, holding up a piece of perforated notebook paper, likely ripped from his class notebook.

"So who's going to help me pick up the ingredients?!"

Crickets.

A collective silence fell over all the members of Class 3A as they paused their random activities to peer up at their cheerful, robust classmate.

You, who was lounging on the couch with Mina's head in your lap as you twisted her hair, perked up at the sound of his sweet voice.

None of your other classmates had even uttered one sentence, not even in acknowledgement of Sato's words, and it made your heart clench.

Sucking your teeth, you tapped Mina on the shoulder so she could get up.

"So all of you enjoy eating 'Kido's treats but don't want to assist with the process, huh? Figures." You rolled your eyes at them then shot Sato a sweet smile.

"I'll come with you Riki', just let me grab my coat."

His eyes crinkled in happiness as he made little excited fists, incidentally crumpling up the paper in his hands.

He blushed once he realized his overexcited action and began straightening the paper out again.

"Thanks, Y/N! You're really the best!"

"So I've been told." You smirked as you grabbed your coat off the rack near the front door and replaced your slippers with your snow boots.

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Dutifully, you pushed the cart along while Rikido gathered the ingredients that you would need to create the oversized confection.

“Let me see…we've got liquid egg whites, cinnamon, butter, corn syrup, vanilla extract, ground ginger - huh,”

He stopped walking suddenly as he talked out loud and you almost ran into his heels with the cart.

Rikido then turned to you with a bashful smile that warmed your heart.

“I can't help but think that we've missed something really important!”

You giggled a bit and stopped the cart in the middle of the baking aisle.

E/c eyes examined shelves packed with holiday-themed baking products before you had your ‘aha’ moment.

“Our house won't have much of a foundation if we forget the main ingredients - flour and baking soda.” You gave Sato a wide, toothy grin.

Taking your foot off the cart, you bent down to begin searching through the shelves for said ingredients. A shaky intake of breath behind you missed your ears while you focused on the task at hand.

Upon spotting a ten-pound bag of flour, you began reaching for it when Sato halts you with a hand on your shoulder.

“Oh no, Y/N, that looks kind of heavy! Let me help you!”

The burly brunette squatted down to your level and maneuvered the bag of flour so the majority of the weight of it rested in the crook of his arm.

Your eyes trailed from the white bag and up the arm of your very buff classmate. They then moved over his face, which was slightly tinted pink.

Sato snapped back to reality and lifted the bag to place it in the half-full cart. You didn't miss how his movements made the fabric of his gray sweatshirt pull taut on his muscular back.

“That's that then. A few more things and we can head to the checkout.”

Sato reminded you of what you were here for. You shook your head to clear your thoughts.

“Right, let's hurry back before the snow picks up!”

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It had been hours now since Sato and you had left the grocery store.

Both of you worked tirelessly in the dorm kitchen, rolling out brown cinnamon-scented dough and then baking it.

Sato was whipping up the royal icing now while you sorted sugary gumdrops into pretty patterns.

Once the baking had concluded, you carried the garnishments up to his room while Sato carried the gingerbread slabs to begin assembling your UA Alliance copy.

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The small space heater against Sato’s wall hummed quietly while the two of you worked. A pleasant silence blanketed the room while you both exchanged furtive glances that neither of you thought the other noticed.

“Hey, Y/N, pass me the icing so I can start assembling the roof?”

A few moments passed before your head snapped around in his direction.

“W-what? Oh! Sorry, Riki, I was zoning out.”

Your sweaty hand held a loose grip on the bowl, the dexterity steadily loosening as you stumbled over towards where Rikido was seated at the edge of his bed.

And then your foot slid on a random sock lying in the middle of the floor-

“Oh shit! Y/N, are you alright?!’

Rikido caught you around the waist in his strong arms. You had been saved from making a complete fool of yourself, but the bowl of icing…

With feline reflexes, he managed to grab it up with one hand while still holding you with the other. A bit of the sweet, white icing splashed onto his lower lip.

“That was close, what a mess that would have-”

With your breath heavy in your chest and your heart hammering against it, you looked Rikido in the eyes before moving them to his soft, pillowy lips.

“Y/N…?”

Maneuvering up onto your knees to straddle his waist, you cupped both cheeks and moved your mouth over the small, golden hoop dangling from his ear.

“Can I kiss you, Riki?”

His heart thumped wildly in his ears and he opened his mouth to speak when you took your pinky finger and swiped the bit of icing onto the tip.

You stuck your finger in his mouth and his eyes dilated while you dragged your finger over his tongue.

With a quiet ‘plop’ you pulled it out, his mouth chasing after it in order to gather more of your taste.

“Oh…damn..” Rikido looked at you with a dark veil over his usually bright and friendly brown eyes.

He sat up on his elbows, shifting you along with him and making your clothed cunt rub along his muscled thigh in your thin gray leggings.

“Mmm, Riki…I want you so badly…been wanting you all day…”

His eyebrows shot up as he turned to study your face. “R-really?! Me? But, why me?”

Your heart grew two sizes in your chest at his adorable bashfulness.

“What do you mean? Why not you?” Your thumbs stroked along his cheeks, making him sigh.

“I just thought maybe you’d like someone…cooler…and with a better quirk. Bakugou, Todoroki, Kirishima….Midoriya…” He blushed.

H/c locks flew back and forth as you shook your head insistently.

“No, Riki. Those guys are all great, but…I doubt that they’re as sweet as you.”

Sato chuckled at your corny joke with his cheeks still aflame.

With a few bucks and rolls of his hips, he had you quietly groaning his name before you smashed your lips against his.

The gingerbread house sat forgotten on its makeshift pedestal while the two of you furiously made out and dry-humped.

Sato pulled his sweatshirt over his thick brown hair and let you roll your pussy over his abs and the waistband of his boxers.

“Who knew my quiet little classmate was so dirty?” He whispered in your ear and licked the shell.

You giggled then pressed your lips into the juncture between his neck and shoulder, making him gasp.

“If anything, you'll come to know that I'm anything but quiet.” You winked, hoping he’d get your hint. He did.

“S-shit…”

Thick but gentle fingers ghosted over your hip bones, rubbing small circles into them before sliding under your sweater and tank top to reach warm, bare skin.

Once again your mouths collided, chasing each others’ tongues down in a messy, wet battle.

You sucked Rikido’s bottom lip into your mouth and nibbled on it while his tongue massaged the roof of your mouth, sliding against yours every now and again.

“Fuck, babe…I-”

Just as he was about to ask if you wanted to go farther, you both heard a ‘click’ and Sato’s room door flew open.

“Hey, everyone nominated me to come and check how things were coming along- oh ho ho! What's this? See, I knew something was going on here.”

None other than Denki Kaminari was standing in the doorway with an irritatingly smug smirk on his stupid face.

With a squeak, you clambered to Rikido’s side on the bed while the brunette male sat up and pulled his white tee down.

“Kaminari, have you ever heard of knocking?” Sato griped.

Denki's grin just widened.

“Would the scenery have changed if I did knock? I doubt it. I always knew you two liked each other.”

“Oh yeah and how did you know that Denki?” You asked him while trying to focus on getting your face to return to a normal temperature.

“Pfft, why do you think no one else volunteered to go to the store? We planned that so the two of you could finally get together. My skills of perception are unmatched.”

“Well use your perception and get the hell out so we can finish the gingerbread house.”

“Finish the house or finish tongue and dry fucking?”

“GET OUT DENKI!!” Both you and Sato shouted simultaneously.

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ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

#i rarely see him written and it makes me sad #this got long 🫣#satou rikidou x reader #rikido sato x reader #satou rikidou #rikido sato #sato x reader #mha rikido sato #mha sato #bnha sato #sincember #⋰❄︎gotta sin to win❄︎⋱#happyhornydays #💗💗🍡°my fics #💗💗🍡°mha masterlist #byp🌹holiday event #byp🌹2023 events #full fic on this? i think sooo bihh

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makethiscanon · 11 months

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Spin the Bottle ~ Fluff || One Shot || Warnings: none

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[WRITING MASTERLIST]

#Sato #Satou #Rikido #Rikidou #Writing Masterlist #x reader #imagines #headcanons

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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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i have one request that is so close to finished but what the fuck do i say for sato. there's no content for him. i don't know that guy. do any of you know of any sfw sato fics?? ive occasionally seen him in polycule ships but he's never a main character in those either. i can't let my niche enjoyers down please help.

#satou rikidou #rikido sato #sugar man #my hero acedamia #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha x you #my hero x reader #boku no hero x reader

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another-rational-deception · 2 years

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May I request Mezo Shoji, Rikido Sato and Koji Koda with a lover who has vitiligo?

ofc

D*rk content/n*fw blogs, do not interact with me at all.

Shoji, Sato, and Koda w/ and s/o who has Vitiligo

Mezo Shoji

Despite it being extremely common, Mezo had never heard of it before meeting you

He mistook it for your quirk at first and asked what your quirk was, was very surprised and embarrassed when he was told it’s just a skin condition

All in all he thinks is beautiful. Mezo likes to just look at it, and lightly traces his fingers over the spots when you’re sitting or laying down together

He’s quick to notice new spots, and shows them the same treatment

Mezo doesn’t like if you try to cover the discolouration, but he refrains from saying anything. He knows how hypocritical it would be for him to speak against it.

But he does think it’s pretty neat :)

Rikido Sato

Honestly, I headcanon that he has vitiligo as well

It’s mostly on his upper arms, midsection, and thighs, so people just don’t tend to notice

He actually first started talking to you because of this condition you both shared

It’s kind of a normal thing for him, so he doesn’t really bring it up much

However, he’s only met a few other people with this condition. Rikido tends to get a little self conscious of it

After a bit of encouragement from you, he lets you know when he feels this way. He appreciates your support, and in turn, is your safe haven if you even feel the same way.

Koji Koda

He’s heard of the condition before, but Sato is the only person he’s ever met with it.

He’s a very curious person, and asks a lot of questions (once he’s sure he’s not bothering you about it)

He’s most curious about how it feels

Koji likes to draw. A lot. With your permission, he likes to draw little animals in the spots.

It’s hard to explain, but he makes animals out of the shapes. Kind of like how you can look at a cloud and interpret the shape of it, he does the same to your vitiligo marks.

If it’s at all uncomfortable he doesn’t do it, but he will take a little inspiration and draw them on a paper instead.

He’s interested by it, and it very attentive to you

i was looking up vitiligo to get some info on it for this ask, and now I’m curious. i saw mixed answers on how it feels for the person who has it, some sources said its just like normal skin and others say its itchy and painful. if anyone has an answer for this im really curious to know

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gemstoneconstellations · 4 years

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Request: Hey Sweet Tooth

Summary: You are an Irish candy crafter, getting ready to open your first sweets shop in Japan. Lucky you, a hero was spotted eating your sweets.

Wordcount: 1957

A/N: so the person who requested this deactivated their account? so yeah. here’s an irish reader and sato fic. my beta changed swapped some words around with irish terms and slang.

“Shoot! It’s almost three!” You quickly finished frosting the last delicate rose on a small cake. Rushing, you throw off your apron onto the table, dust off your long skirt for any unseen remaining flour before running to the front of the store. Every day, you put on a little show for the children walking home from school, with the help from your quirk. With small, gentle movements of your fingers, you can manipulate the movement of sugar and sugar-based treats. Currently, you are temporarily working part-time as an assistant to the head baker, an old classmate from confectioner school in France. You decorate cakes and make intricate candies for toppers.

Today, you were excited because the store would start selling your hard candies separately from the cakes and other baked goods, advertising for your own candy shop that will be opening in a few weeks. To celebrate, you’d decided to do something you’ve never done before: making life-like candy carvings of people. You can see children already gathering around the display window. You smile at them as you start placing the hard-candy figures down. Gasps could be heard from the other side of the window as the first candy was revealed to be a beautiful ballerina made entirely of clear pink strawberry candy.

You waved a hand over the ballerina, making her come to life and bow to her audience before dancing along her stage. The children watched in awe as the ballerina twirled and leapt through the air with nearly the same grace of an actual ballerina. In the middle of her dance, you discreetly placed down three villainous looking candies; you’d mixed in several other candies to make their color muddy and cloudy compared to the beautiful, clear color of the ballerina.

You have the villains surround the ballerina, who tried to run. Small hands and faces pressed to the window, anxious for her and crying for help. Then the hero came with his cape dancing in the wind! Based off of All Might and made with his colors of red, white and blue, the hero lifts one of the villains away from the ballerina.

The hero took on the other two, tying them up with a rope made of licorice. The third villain snuck up on the hero as he was still busy with the rope. Little voices yelled for the hero’s attention. And just like the hero had swooped in for the ballerina, the ballerina twirled over and surprised the villain with a high kick. The villain was sent flying to the ground. The kids cheered as the ballerina and the hero both stood strong in heroic poses, the villains apprehended. You had all of the candy figures bow before freezing back into their original stances.

You placed a sign up, letting people know that the café is now selling hard candies made of the same candy used during the shows. You stepped out of the café to hand out small samples to the kids who’d stayed to watch. Hopefully, they’ll come back to buy some of their own later. You were greeted by happy voices who told you how amazing the hero and ballerina were; you had to bend down to their eye level so they’d stop pulling down your skirt. This was your favorite part of the day: getting to throw shapes with your candy crafting skills and the other things your quirk can do. The kids’ happiness is just icing on top of the cake.

The crowd began to disperse and you waved the last child goodbye before turning around, walking right into someone. The bag carrying all the samples slips through your fingers. “Ah, gabh mo leithscéal!I’m so sorry!” You quickly pick up a few candies back into the bag and look up at the person, only to see their knees. Your eyes continue up, your neck cracking from how far you have to crane it up to look at the person in the face. Holy shite, he’s huge!

“No, it was my bad.” The man squats down with you, helping you pick up the candies. You watch this man, who towers over you even in a squatting position, delicately pick up the small candies.

You stood up once the last candy was picked up. He gave you a smile as he held out his hand to pour more candies back into your bag. “Thank you…um, keep them, they are free samples anyways. Trying to advertise for my shop that’s still in the making. Have a good day.” You closed his palm and head inside, waving him goodbye.

“I-I watched!” You stopped, turning back to him. He scratched his blushing cheeks. “Earlier, um…when you did that thing with the candies. It was cool.”

You smiled brightly, filled with pride at your work being recognized. “If you like those, come back and buy some more.” You rushed back inside, motivated to work even harder today.

“Welcome, lad!” You cheered when you heard the bell jingle. The tall man from your candy show had been coming back almost every week. He’d bought so much candy that you’d started calling him Sweet Tooth in your head. You greeted him as he came to the counter. “Oh hi stranger, how she cutting? Back for more candies?”

“Yeah…” He sheepishly nodded. You should really get his name. He might have told you before but you couldn’t remember and it felt fiercely awkward to ask at this point.

You started filling a bag with your small hard candies in it and made small talk with the loyal customer. “You sure got a sweet tooth.”

He only chuckled as he paid for the candies. “Hehe, yeah. I eat them at work a lot. Really helps me out.”

“That’s good!” You handed the bag to him but motioned him to bend down for you to whisper in his ear. “I put some extra candies in there, they’re new flavors. Come to my shop’s opening to let me know how you like them, okay? I’ll have some more flavors, ones you suggested, for next time.”

He cleared his throat a few times before giving you a quiet thank you and running out the door.

You and the head baker got back from lunch to a shower of people in the café. One of the workers burst into the kitchen, looking relieved to see that the two of you finally come back. “Hey! We need more of those candies!”

Luckily, you had a stash still in the kitchen; over 200 candies fully wrapped and ready to go. “What is going on?” You quickly threw on an apron as you stepped out to the front.

“I don’t know but your candies are a hit!” The worker took the candies from you and ran out into a sea of people.

You clutched onto your chest, completely shocked. “Sweet and glory. It's a candy riot.”

“Yes, I want a bag of those Hero Candies!” a customer shouted.

“Hero Candies?” You looked to the head baker, who just shrugged.

“No problem! ___ is the wonderful candy artist who created them! We are currently out of stock for today, but you can reserve a bag for you for pick up tomorrow!” Out of stock?! Did you really just sell over 200 candies in two minutes!? What is going on?!

The previous worker came back and turned you around, shoving you back into the kitchen. “Hurry and make as many of those candies as you can.”

“But why are they calling them Hero Candies?” you questioned as you gathered ingredients.

Your friend shook their head. “I have no idea, but don’t think about it. Just think about how the sales are going to help fund your own store!” Fair point; you quickly got to work.

Opening day was class. People were lining up around the block to get into your store. The shelves for your “fill your own bag” section was completely barren and the display case only had a few items left inside it. And the Hero Candies were completely and utterly sold out. You had back orders for them for weeks! Somehow, a bunch of pro-heroes had been spotted eating candies with the wrapper that you’d designed, which had your shop’s name on them.

One particular hero had been seen with them more than the rest: Sugar Rush. He’d apparently been spotted eating them constantly and a fan had asked where he got them. That’s how this entire riot had happened. You haven't even had time to look up the hero you owed all that free advertisement from.

You were closing up for the night when you heard the bell over your door and you turned to see one of your most loyal clients from the café. “Oh, Sweet Tooth! What’s the story? I haven’t seen you in a while!”

Sweet Tooth chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “Heh, yeah. I haven’t been able to get away from work for a bit.”

“I feel ya. It’s been so busy.” You rush over to flip the open sign over to “closed” so no more customers would come in. You crane your neck up to smile at him; you’d kind of forgotten how tall he really was.

Just like always, he was so bashful about his love for candy and anything sweet. It was adorable. “I see…you probably don't have any more of those candies? I can go if you're closing.”

You motion for him to follow you. “I actually put some to the side for you.”

“You did?”

You hum, walking behind the counter and pulling out one of your one-pound candy bags, full of the simple round, hard candies. “Aye. You've been so helpful with giving me advice on what Japanese people like when it comes to flavors, so I made a bunch of testers that I want you to try. You know so much, I'm surprised you only bake as a hobby. If you ever are in a need of a job, come to me.”

“Really? This whole bag is for me?” You slid over the bag, nodding. He took it, holding it to his chest like it was something precious and laughing at the tag on it, where you had written, ‘For Sweet Tooth’. “Thanks.”

He turned around to leave but you grab onto his shirt. “You can stay and try them. Willya?” You were especially eager to hear his opinion on the red bean and white peach flavors. You aren't a big fan of red beans, so it's hard to tell.

“Ah, yeah.” You smiled at him, satisfied that he was staying. You went back to sweeping up the floor around you. Sugar, flour, and all other kinds of powdery substances often get dragged up front from the kitchen. You made small talk with him, just catching up from the last time you guys had talked.

You suddenly remembered the reason why you’d so busy while you were cleaning the inside of your display case. “Do you know who Sugar Rush is?”

“Wh-What?” You must have caught him by surprise because you heard him cough and pound his chest a few times.

“He’s the one who got my candy to be so popular! I haven’t a baldy notion about Japan’s heroes yet so I need to look up this guy. I know this will die down in a few weeks, but this is a great start for my brand new shop. Ahhh, I’m so delira and excita about it, I could kiss that hero right on the mouth. If I ever meet him, he better watch out.” You stood up, throwing a towel over your shoulder and looked over to him. “Why do you look so red?”

#sato rikido x reader #satou rikidou x reader #sato rikido #sato x reader #satou x reader

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cj-marj · 4 years

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*a late morning to school*

Izuku and Reader: *crash down the stairs*

Izuku: *gets up immediately*

Reader: um, what the fuck? How are you already up?

Izuku: huh? Well we’re late so… why are you still down there?

Reader: because unlike you, I have actual bones

Bakugou: what are you fuckers doing?

Reader: Sparky? It’s a surprise to see you late.

Bakugou: its a surprise to see you on the floor

Reader: I’m sorry I have a natural pain tolerance!

Kirishima: Morning guys!

Reader: did I miss a memo? Are we all just gonna be late to school?

Reader: *walks into the kitchen and sees Satou cooking*

Satou: morning! Sit down, I’m about to serve breakfast.

Reader: …

Reader: where the fuck is Bakugou? I need someone normal in my life

Bakugou: *settles into the seat*

Reader: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Bakugou: getting ready for breakfast. By the way, don’t be late to school

Reader: …

Reader: I’m fucking out

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Jirou: you know Izuku. Sending a text at 4am to pull a prank isn’t the smartest thing you’ve done

Shouto: who doesnt check the day when they wake up in the morning anyway

*20 minutes later*

Reader: SO TODAY I REALISED IM NOT LOVED BY ANYONE IN THIS BUILDING!

#bhna #izuku midoriya #shouto todoroki #class 1-a #dorm chats #katuski bakugou #denki kaminari #ejirou kirishima #katsukixreader #bakugou katsuki x reader #kyouka jirou #satou rikido #incorrect mha quotes #incorrect bhna quotes #bhna incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes

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makethiscanon · 3 years

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Spin the Bottle: Sato x Reader

You span the bottle then quickly took your seat again with a frown. Your hopes for this game were not high.

Your classmates were unbelievably hot – there were no two ways about it. It amazed you that they were trying to be Super Heroes and not models, but you could wholeheartedly say that you were only romantically interested in a single one of your classmates. The chances of the bottle landing on him were slim to none.

Try as you had to get out of playing Spin the Bottle, Ashido had insisted. So here you were, wedged between Ojiro and Tokoyami, waiting for the bottle to stop.

“You never know,” Tokoyami muttered into your ear, catching the pout on your face. “The bottle might still land on Sato.”

“Sshhh.” You hissed, hoping no one else had heard the bird outing you.

Tokoyami was a close friend of yours and knew all too well about your crush on the Sweets Hero: Sato. It didn’t help that he was also very good friends with Sato, but you trusted the bird boy enough to keep your secret from him.

Sato went unnoticed by most of your classmates – in a romantic sense, at least. But honestly, good, you thought. You didn’t want them to realise what they were missing out on. You and Sato belonged to the same circle of friends so you had gotten to know him in ways no one else could.

He was kind. So kind. Like a teddy bear with a great ear for listening, and a never-ending supply of sugary treats. He was always the first to suggest hanging out or going on group adventures, and on more than one occasion it was Sato who had noticed you feeling down, cancelling his plans to sit with you so you could talk about it well into the night.

Tokoyami chuckled in a deep voice, his smile lifting the very corners of his beak while you insisted that he hush, but then when the bottled stopped, he made a single noise.

“Ah.”

You were too busy staring Tokoyami into silence to understand what had happened at first, but when the smile on Tokoyami’s face grew, you looked at the bottle then realised it had stopped. You looked to where it was pointing.

You started grinning. You couldn’t stop yourself. Of all your classmates it could have landed on, the bottle had landed on Sato.

Your eyes connected across the circle as the room started cheering. Whether your classmates knew of your crush or not, the bond you had with him was indisputable. He got to his feet. Your heart fluttered. Tokoyami and Ojiro gave you a push to help you up. And then. Oh, and then. Sato opened his arms to you. Your classmates’ cheers got louder and by the smile on Sato’s face you realised he was just as happy that the bottle had landed on him as you were.

“Good to go?” He asked, his broad arms already poised to embrace you.

“You bet.” You all but screeched, pushing off on your good foot. If there was any one in the room you were confident would catch you, it was the wonderful, kind, supportive, strongman Sato. And you closed your eyes to make the point.

He stumbled, he had to admit – he wasn’t quite expecting you to fling yourself at full force, but once he knew you were doing this with your full heart he didn’t need to worry that he wasn’t strong enough without a sugar rush. He could catch you on feelings alone.

“Thank you for not dropping me, you beautiful bastard,” you gushed when he caught you around the waist and hoisted you up, letting you wrap your arms around his neck.

“You’re absolutely welcome.”

He chuckled, loving the gleeful look in your eyes once you opened them again. You couldn’t get over the expression on his face; that smile. That beautiful smile.

You leaned in and kissed him as soon as he pulled you close.

Despite their usually calm demeanour, Tokoyami and Ojiro led the cheer for the two of you. As Sato twirled you around in his arms as your lips stayed planted together, the room collectively congratulated you on a union such a long-time coming.

You broke apart and Sato rested his head to yours, hugging you close as your toes failed to touch the ground.

“Should I take the eagerness as a good sign?” He asked, tilting his head as you laughed.

“No. I’d do the exact same thing if Kaminari opened his arms to me.” You said drolly, but Sato knew you well enough to hear the heavy notes of sarcasm.

But just to be on the safe side, you planted your lips against his again, squeezing him close. He set you on the ground once you were done, catching the looks of delight on Ojiro’s face at the two of you finally close-enough confessing.

Then Sato asked if you wanted to carry on playing. He wondered if there was anyone else you wanted to kiss. You knew he was joking and lightly batted him on the arm to tell him he was being a douche. Then you grabbed him by the front of the shirt and pulled him down to your level, crashing your lips against his.

When you were done, you told him and the rest of the room that you were finished playing and Sato decided it was the right time to sweep you into his arms, announcing that both of you were retiring for the night.

And your friends couldn’t be happier.

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[MASTERLIST]

#MHA Spin the Bottle #Sato x Reader #Rikido x Reader #mha sato #my hero academia #Sato #Rikido #Rikido Sato x Reader #MHA Imagines #Boku no Hero Academia #Sugar Rush #My Writing #mha x reader #bnha x reader #rikido sato #satou #satou rikidou #MTCfics

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