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detectivemarvelingcomics · 2 years

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Not Your Classic Vigilante [Ch. 8]

Alternate Dimension AU

TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Scar Mention, Mentioned Body Horror

CW: OC Use, See the OC Guide [Here]

Genre: Angst, Light Comedy

Pairing: Batfamily x Batsis!Reader

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[DC Masterlist] | [Not Your Classic Vigilante Masterlist]

YN Pronouns: Female (She/Her)

Word Count: 3.8K

Notes: It's time for my bi-annual update of this bad boy LMAOOOOOOO see y'all in another half a year! (I'm kidding, I'll try to get more updates out before the year ends if my schedule permits lmaooo) Seriously, though, thanks to anyone who stuck it out even though I'm not a good updater! I really appreciate you all <3

Not Your Classic Vigilante: @gabytodd @peachydoki @marshmallow12435 @f0leysgurl @luminaaz @lolsnack @akuri-shinsou @pansinspace @time-shardz @lovely-maryj

Disclaimer: This series is originally by @fandom-meanderer who is a close friend of mine, but she has since fallen out of her Tumblr days and asked me to finish a few series for her, hence why I am now in ownership of the Not Your Classic Vigilante series, I hope I can still live up to her writing as I rewrite this series! (I promise not to change too much, hehe)

28 July 2022

As you’d probably expected, your slumber did not last long, as you was reminded of why you had a hard time sleeping in the first place. Of course it’d come back to you in such a vivid way, now that you’ve returned home and back to the crime scene. You wondered how different it looked now, or if any of your belongings remained there after so long.

Your nightmares were always the same, back in that horrific alleyway. Three years, and you still haven’t forgotten. Three years, and you can still feel everything. Three years, and you can still remember looking up to the sky and seeing that all too familiar smoggy sky. You can still remember, and recite from heart, the prayer you sent out to whatever god was out there to just end your suffering there. And, as your pursuer pulled on your hair, you would always wake up, your mind sparing you from reliving all of that trauma and, usually, you’d decide to work instead, but this time the circumstances were different.

‘Another nightmare?’

‘If nightmares are all I have then I’d rather not sleep at all.’

‘Tea, darling.’

‘Yeah, yeah, I know, I just wish you were here, it’d be easier. Think you can walk me through that miracle recipe you usually make?’

‘Of course, why would I say no?’ Alex’s voice drained from your head and you made your way to the manor kitchen, ignoring the light in the library this time as you continued. ‘I’m sure you’ll have all the basics. Milk, honey, lemon, and whatever tea is available.’

You had always thought that the manor was too quiet at night like there were demons in the shadows and monsters in the closets. You remember that you used to wake up either Dick or Jason to come downstairs with you when you were younger. Dick, of course, always said yes no matter how tired he was, Jason would tease you about it and get upset but in the end, he’d follow, you always relied on them to scare the demons away, and, now that you thought of it, you weren’t sure what kind of demon would be afraid of a boy in bright spandex but that was beside the point.

Then you got older, you got older and suddenly you had your own younger siblings to watch over. You had to be the person to chase their demons away, but at that time, you had nothing aside from a flashlight. You remembered asking yourself if something were to happen, would you be defending your younger siblings or would they be defending you? You, a civilian, and them, the vigilantes. Hell, you were pretty sure your dad was friends with some demons.

‘And now the demons hide from you.’

‘Very funny, Alex. Once we’re back together no more prying into my thoughts, alright?’

‘I wouldn’t pry if you were so loud.’

‘You’re insufferable.’

'I just want to brighten up your mood a little, darling. Unclench your jaw.’ You didn’t even realize that you were until he mentioned it. You scoured the fridge and pulled out the required ingredients.

‘I’m not keeping you up, am I?’

‘Goodness, no, you could never. I’m just checking things on my end. We have what we need, when you’re ready, we can head home.’

‘I’m just worried that it was too easy. Nothing ever is with this family.’

‘Let’s just consider it a blessing, for now. We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it otherwise.’

‘Right,’ you shook your head. ‘Have you located Cass yet?’

‘Cassandra is as elusive as ever. Carter and I have been keeping an eye out for her, though.’

‘Good, I think she’s the only one we really have to look out for,’ you looked over your shoulder. Your sister had a knack for stealth, one that you had been aware of since now. But, it wasn’t her famed stealth that concerned you, no, of everyone in this damned family, it will be her to find out that you’re lying. You were lucky enough to have landed here when she wasn’t at the house, otherwise, you’d be screwed.

‘We’re waiting outside for you. Whenever you’re ready.’

‘You’re outside? Be careful, I forgot to tell you both earlier about the traps.’

‘Oh, trust us, we know.’

Two Hours Earlier.

“Don’t move, don’t move,” Alex hisses to Carter, who was probably in the most uncomfortable position he’d ever been in.

“I’m not moving, dammit,” Carter takes slow breaths. “Thank god his highness made us play Twister with him so often.” He holds his position steady between the number of lasers that had suddenly sparked to life. “What’s our situation, Lex?”

“Best case scenario they’d slice one of our limbs off if we’re clumsy.”

“That’s the best case?”

“The worst case scenario is that they trip the alarm system and suddenly we’d have this Universe’s strongest family on our tails.

“Great,” Carter groans. “You know a lot about the Captain’s family don’t you?”

“I do,” Alex tries to turn slowly to a more favorable position. “You know, you could just call her (Y/N).”

“She outranks me though.”

“We worked together, she just happened to figure out the system faster than we did,” Alex sighs. “I also know you two have a certain... relation, if I may presume.” Carter nearly loses his balance, saving his position by grabbing onto a nearby flower pot.

“Fuck, wait, are you serious?!” Carter whips his head towards him with wide eyes. Alex only nods calmly, keeping his movements short as a red laser was right in front of his eyes.

“I wasn’t 100% sure, but considering your reaction, I can say that I am more confident,” he says. “You make a sweet duo.”

“Ugh… we were so careful,” Carter sighs.

"Not careful enough, hard to hide things from someone who's known her since we were seven," Alex scoffs. “Anyway, I do like you, Carter, you're one of the few people in the Brigade I'd consider a friend, so, with your best interests in mind, be sure to be on the watch for his highness. He might order for your head if he finds out,” Alex says with a teasing tone to his voice.

“Alex, please tell me that you’re not planning on using this against me, are you?”

“That depends on your future actions,” Alex grins.

“I’m so fucked.”

‘Oh, and do be sure to shut down the lasers, please, I think Carter’s getting a muscle cramp.’ You could easily picture his smirk.

Alex’s side went silent and you reveled in the quiet. You never liked this telepathy thing, it was always so violating in your mind, and truthfully in his too. You both tried to avoid it until absolutely necessary, such as now. It was a by-product of your own curious case of two souls interlinked to allow for eternal life, or, at least, until Alex dies. You paused, half waiting for him to say something, mainly to correct you, but no such thing came.

Courtesy of the ruthless queen, she always held it above your head, how indebted you were to her. If there was truly one person you hated, it was her. Even your father’s stance, as absolute as it was before, paled in comparison to the queen and the leash she had around your neck. You were certain that she was somehow keeping tabs on you even here, after all, to move without knowledge of her majesty is akin to treason.

You really should be more careful. As they say, it comes in threes. You’ve died once here, you’ve died once in the other world, and the next one is bound to be your last chance. You shook your head.

“I hope Alfred didn’t move anything since I was last here,” you mumbled to yourself. It would do you well not to think about it right now, you should be more focused on the mission. Like you said earlier, it was too easy.

“He didn’t,” Tim confirms. You glanced over your shoulder and Tim smiles softly. “That used to scare the heck out of you.” Tim and Cass were, in some ways, too similar, as much as they’d argue against it. The only difference between them was that one didn’t hesitate. Ever.

“Not anymore, I guess,” you respond. You pull out a tea packet and fill the water heater to its maximum.

“Hope you don’t mind if I join you.” He walks into the kitchen and pulls out a mug.

“Of course, I wouldn’t, let’s have a conversation, Timmy,” you nodded toward him, waiting for the water to heat. “Why are you still up?”

“Bruce asked me to go through some files, just some review stuff,” he answers. “Have you spoken to him?”

“Something like that.”

“I’m not sure if anyone told him.”

“I could tell,” you rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly. The water heater finished and you swiftly poured it into your and Tim’s mugs.

“Whatcha drinking?” He asks, nudging your shoulder. It was something he always used to do when you were younger. He was testing you. You nudged him back.

“Just something I saw on Pinterest.”

‘It’s like I don’t exist to you,’ Alex chides. You pay him no mind.

“Smells good,” he says. You both take a seat at the counter, silently blowing the steam away from the tops while seemingly trying to find out what to say to the other. Strange, you’d never thought that you’d feel awkward around Tim of all your siblings, yet here you were, with your words caught in your throat.

“How are you, Tim?” You finally ask. Tim taps his mug a couple of times, looking off into nothing while he thought of his response.

“I’ve been better, (Y/N), and you?” He tosses the question back.

“I’ve been better,” you repeated. “Crazy… everything that I found out today, and no doubt more, huh?” You ask. Tim could only nod.

“A lot has changed, (Y/N), I don’t even know where to start,” he shakes his head. “It’s okay though, right? We’ll have a lot of time to spend together,” Tim says with a small smile. Your chest clenched. Ah, Tim, what a horrible habit of his. You were worried that he already had you figured out. Had you slipped up somewhere? A mannerism you hadn’t done before?

‘Stop clutching your heart,’ Alex’s voice rang. Your hand dropped to your lap.

“I see there’s a new Robin,” you answered before Tim could get suspicious.

“Oh, no, Duke’s Robin trial’s over. He’s Signal now,” Tim explains.

“Another kid who fell victim to dad’s charms, huh?” You drank some of your tea, feeling your thoughts relax afterward.

“Something like that,” Tim mutters. “But, (Y/N)… there’s something different about you.” This conversation again. You had to stay on your guard, everything you say and everything you do can and will be used against you. Leave it to Timmy, always the skeptic.

“I mean… you know what happened,” you sighed. “Where’s Cassie?” You divert the conversation.

“Last I heard she’s helping out at Steel City,” Tim hums. “I should call her over,” he reaches for his phone, but you shake your head. Anyone but Cass.

“It’s fine, sounds like she’s busy, like you said, we have a lot of time to figure things out. I’m just proud,” you grinned. “I’m proud of all of you, looks like you’ve all been doing your best since I’ve been gone and… that makes me really glad,” you nudged his leg with your foot and he looks up from his coffee to you, a sudden grief in his eyes. You were telling the truth. You were worried about Tim more so than your other brothers actually, of them all, he was the most prone to overthinking.

“What do you think?” Tim suddenly asks. You freeze.

‘He asked if you feel any different,’ Alex fills in for you.

“I’m not sure, Tim,” you sighed. “I feel like myself but, at the same time, not at all. I saw the news reports already, so… do you think…?” You looked down at your hands. Now, to be perfectly honest, you’ve thought about this before, plenty of times actually. This body you’re in, is it actually yours?

“I mean… if I may,” Tim moves his chair so he can be a little closer to you and reaches for your hand. Instinctively, you pull away and Tim’s breath hitches.

“Sorry… muscle memory maybe,” you tried to cover for your actions, placing your hand on his instead. Tim holds it gently, observing your wrist in particular, but ghosting his hands around yours entirely. You gave him your non-dominant hand for a reason. You couldn’t come up with an excuse to explain the calluses on your sword hand. “You have scar marks all around your wrist here,” he says, tracing the faint outline of the jagged cut made into it. As he did so, it was like you could feel the sharp pain from before. “Your hand was the first one they found, you know,” he suddenly says, a sharp tone switch. Again, you pulled your hand away, rubbing your wrist softly now.

“So I’ve heard,” you muttered.

“They never found your torso.”

“And yet, here it is,” you said next. He’s testing your answers now. It’s too late to act afraid. “That’s why, I had a nightmare last night, a body without a torso was running towards me,” you lied. Tim frowned, taking a sip of his drink before continuing.

“I wonder… is your situation similar to Jason’s? Or is it completely different?” He says aloud.

“Well… I don’t think I turned into an asshole, so I’m pretty sure I’m different,” you laughed. Tim broke a small chuckle.

“That’s true, that’s true,” he nods. “How do you feel about this, (Y/N)? About coming back to life and all?” Tim seems to have relaxed.

“I mean… it’s strange. You know my thoughts on death,” you mumbled. “I’m a bit glad, though. Maybe this was a gift, you know? I still have to pick up my degree from the university, I wonder if they kept it,” you rest your head against your palm now.

“Your degree?” Tim asks.

“Yeah? You know I went to college, right?” You looked at him with disbelief.

“Well, yeah, of course, I know that!” Tim defends tiredly. “It’s just… did you not see it earlier? Bruce hung it over the mantle,” Tim points to the general area of the living room and your eyes widened slightly. You didn’t even notice that.

“Oh… I guess it slipped my mind, I was too busy looking at your Boy Wonder pictures,” you chided.

“Whatever, I keep telling Alfred to move those, it’s so embarrassing,” Tim grows slightly red before his smile falls again as if remembering something else. What was he thinking right now? What was going on inside that head of his?

“Tim, are you okay?”

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine,” he nods his head unsurely. He looks back down at his coffee. “No… No, I’m not,” he corrects himself. You hesitated before putting your hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, do you want to talk about it? Is it my fault?” You asked. Maybe your sudden reappearance shocked him, or maybe you were wrong, maybe he hadn’t been holding up well.

“I just… (Y/N), I want to trust you, really I do,” he says, meeting your eyes once again. “But there’s something different about you, something I can’t really point out,” he shakes his head. He looks away again for a brief moment, as if in thought, then he looks at you, his eyes filled with the determination to solve the case that was you. “Who are you?”

“Timmy,” whatever warning tone was in your voice wasn’t intentional. Your hand moved up to his face, holding it as gently as possible. “I knew you’d be the first to find out.” You whispered. “And I’m so sorry, I love you, you’re my little brother but… I have to do this, please understand. It’s nothing personal…” In an instant, you slammed his head against the table, leaving him knocked out.

‘Well, that can only work once,’ Alex chides.

“I know,” you chugged down the rest of your drink. “Let’s get out of here.” You rushed out to the gardens. Dammit, you knew it, why did you entertain him? Five minutes, no, less. You had to get out of here as soon as possible. You spot your two teammates, both in compromising positions that they should care less about right now. “Don’t even worry about the security system! Let’s just go!” You shout, already configuring the device around your wrist. You heard doors slamming behind you, shouts or rushed speech, you didn’t have time to differentiate. The alarm system blared, no doubt a wake-up call, and the sudden lights that shot into the night sky, without a doubt, was to call the patrolling vigilantes back home.

“Ready when you are, captain!” Alex shouts. You couldn’t ignore the stares you felt. Which sibling was it?

“Count of three!” You shout. It can’t be Dick or Jason, they would’ve said something by now.

“Three!” Alex shouts. Tim was still knocked out, knowing him, he’d be hanging behind on the cams but a quick glance earlier showed that the garden cameras were fried beyond repair.

“Two!” Carter was next. Damian? No, can’t be, he would’ve reacted similarly to your older brothers, surely.

“One!” The three of you slammed your hands on the devices, a vortex quickly pulling you into your home universe.

The three of you tumbled onto the concrete floors of the Keep, your back slamming harshly against the table that, of course, Nixon finally bolted to the ground. Carter hit the wall, sending displayed weapons crashing down. And, as expected, Alex landed as gracefully as ever, standing up nearly immediately to brush the dirt off his uniform.

And, just like that, all your exhaustion caught up to you. The constant acting, the running around Gotham, running around the manor, and even the stress of your family. All in the span of two days, you deserved a vacation after even just looking at your father, that man just knew how to drain the life out of you. If you could, you’d rather sleep right where you were. Your lumbar vertebra only slightly fractured from the sheer force of hitting the table, but, give it a couple of minutes and it’ll be fine again.

As much as you hated to admit it, it made you feel better now that you were in a more familiar place. One that you felt comfortable in, at the very least. Sure, you spent the majority of your waking hours working in this place, but it was better than the stares you got over the two days you were at the manor. For once, these ugly concrete floors felt welcoming.

“Well, that went swimmingly, didn’t it?” Alex grins. You and Carter could only groan in response. You held up the flash drive regardless and Alex takes it from your hand. Then, as soon as the tingling feeling in your legs subsided, you took deep breaths.

“It almost went too well,” you shook your head against the cold floors. You pushed yourself up using the edge of the table. “Ugh… I’m beat, I’m going home,” you waved your hand absently.

“Oh, don’t forget to take lover boy with you,” Alex points to Carter.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, Carter, I’ll give you a ride,” you beckoned him with your hand.

“Oh, nah, it’s fine,” Carter shakes his hand.

“Okay, better for me, just walk,” you grabbed your keys from the counter, taking a glance at the clock next to you. “Oh shit,” you grabbed the digital device.

“What’s wrong?” Alex asks.

“It’s been two weeks here!” You shout. “Fuck! There’s going to be so much paperwork!” You ruffled your hair harshly.

“Ah, and so the captain faces her hardest battle yet,” Alex laughs, grabbing the door for you, “deadlines.”

“I can and will kill you, Alex.”

Cassandra stood at the top of Wayne Manor. Her knuckles had turned white from how hard she was gripping the chimney top. Maybe she shouldn’t have been lurking, but when Jason suddenly texted the group chat she knew she had to come immediately. But, when she saw you sitting in the living room, just waiting for your brothers to return, all the warning signals flew up in her mind.

Threat, thief, murderer, soldier, suspicious, trained, dangerous, and god knows how more. Cassandra couldn’t believe it, no, she didn’t want to believe it. You were just sitting there, how could you set off all those alarms in her head? Wait, how could you do that? You weren’t supposed to show those to her. You were supposed to be happy, relaxed, calm, excited, or maybe even worried or concerned. But, there was one signal that kept popping up over and over again in Cass’ head.

Liar.

You acted just like (Y/N), you looked just like her, you sounded just like her, but every subliminal thing about you was not (Y/N) Wayne. But, underlying all of those, was fear. Were you maybe keeping things to yourself? Was it to protect the family? Why?

Why did you steal those files from the bat computer? Cassandra saw all of it, staying hidden in the shadows just as she was taught, she watched you upload details on who knows how many heroes into a simple flash drive, and how that was possible, Cass didn’t know. The security system should’ve fried that drive and alerted Tim or Barbara as soon as you pushed it into its port but it didn’t.

Yet, you knew the password. She saw you. You typed in the correct password, but you hesitated. Why did you hesitate? Why would you? It’s not like Bruce had ever changed it from your birthday. For a computer harboring so many secrets, the password to access it was just so simple. Your initials, underscore, then your birthday. Two capitals and no spaces. Not just anyone knew that password, Cass had only found out off-hand when, surprise, she watched Bruce put it in. Perhaps it was what she read off of you when you typed in your password. Anxious, and maybe even melancholic. Why would an imposter feel sad about a password? There would be no reason.

It was that reasoning that convinced Cass that you were, truly, you. Just with different life experiences, maybe. More experiences than death certainly. She only overheard it, your story about the lab. But when you said that, all your body language indicated were lies. How different could it have been, though? What happened to suddenly change your mannerisms fundamentally?

Did it, maybe, have something to do with your heart? Why did you continue to clutch it so throughout the short time you were in the manor?

Cass had too many questions, all of which she’d know would go unanswered. Now, just as she watched you disappear with two unknown figures, she could only feel her knees buckle while she sat against the roof tiles.

She didn’t even get to say ‘hello.’

#dc #batman #batfamily #batfam #batsis #batsis fics #batfamily x batsis!reader #batfam x reader #batfamily scenarios #batfamily x reader #batsis!reader #batfam fics #batfamily fics #batfamily x batsis #batfam x batsis!reader #batfam x batsis #my writings #nycv

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ares-writess · 2 years

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MASTERLIST!!

Things I am willing to write!!

Character x Character

Character x Reader

Character x OC

Smut

Ships

Fluff

Angst

Lemons

Most AU’s

(basically anything that isn’t illegal!!)

Supernatural

- Sam Winchester

- Dean Winchester

- Castiel Novak

- Jack Kline

- Lucifer

- Crowley

- Gabriel

- Charlie

- Chuck (depends)

Grey’s Anatomy

- Meredith Grey

- Derek Shepherd

- Alex Karev

- Christina Yang

- Izzie Stevens

- Mark Sloan

- George O’Malley

- Callie Torres

- Owen Hunt

- Jackson Avery

- Arizona

Hamilton

- Alexander Hamilton

- Aaron Burr

- Marquis de Lafayette

- John Laurens

- Eliza Schuyler

- Angelica Schuyler

- Peggy Schuyler

- Maria Reynolds

- Thomas Jefferson

Stranger Things

- Steve Harrington

- Jonathan Byers

- Eddie Munson

- Robin Buckley

- Nancy Wheeler

- Billy Hargrove

- Vecna

Genshin

- Any ADULT character

MHA

- Todoroki Shoto

- Katsuki Bakugo

- Kaminari Denki

- Aizawa

- Sero

- Monoma

- Shinsou

- Jirou

- Uraraka

- Etc…

The Turning (MOVIE)

- Miles (<3)

Seven Deadly Sins

- Ban

- Meliodas

- Diane

- King

- Gunther

- Elizabeth

- Merlin

- Howzer

- Gilthunder

Naruto

- Naruto

- Sasuke

- Sakura

- Shikamaru

- Kiba

- Choji

- Kakashi

- Shino

- Kankuro

- Gaara

- Hinata

- Orochimaru

- Kabuto

- Neji

- Temari

Prodigal Son

- Malcolm <3

Shameless

- Fiona

- Carl

- Lip

- Ian

- Mickey

- Steve

- Etc

That’s all I can really think of right now, but if you have requests for any unlisted shows/movies, don’t hesitate to ask!! ^^

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ao3feed-izch · 4 months

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What Would Mha characters do during (Here)

by HoneyyBunn

This book is a one-shot book full of wholesome and slightly unwholesome content. Any character, any ship (No minor x adult or crimes)! This is also a reader insert book so feel free to give y/n prompts!

Words: 116, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Yaoyorozu Momo, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka, Asui Tsuyu, Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Ashido Mina, Iida Tenya, Aoyama Yuuga, Ojiro Mashirao, Kouda Kouji, Satou Rikidou, Shouji Mezou, Sero Hanta, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hagakure Tooru, Mineta Minoru, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Monoma Neito, Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri (My Hero Academia), Toogata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Iida Tenya/Uraraka Ochako, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio

Additional Tags: Reader-Insert, Manga & Anime, Fan Comics, Sad, Fluff and Angst, Angst, Lemon, Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hugs, Oneshot Prompts Challenge, Late Night Conversations, Sleepy Cuddles, Morning Cuddles, Sleepy Kisses

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52543363

#ao3feed #dekuraka #izch #izuku midoriya #izuocha #ochako uraraka #ochadeku #auto

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ratsoks · 2 years

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requesting rules / boundaries | bnha

when i say that requests are closed, that means that no requests will be taken at that time. it may be because i'm overwhelmed, i have too many, i have something going on in my life, or i'm just plain burnt out / facing writer's block. please be patient for updates and wait for your request to come out—i have requests open on my quotev as well. who i'll write for :

midoriya izuku / villain deku

bakugou katsuki

kirishima eijirou

todoroki shouto

kaminari denki

tsuyu asui

shinsou hitoshi

tamaki amajiki

mirio togata

nejire hado

aizawa shouta

toga himiko

todoroki touya / dabi

miruko

fatgum who i won't write for :

any minor character from class 1-A

most of the pro heroes

a majority of the league of villains

u.a. teachers

anyone from class 1-B

requesting and boundaries :

requests will be closed and opened overtime depending on my mental state

please be polite when requesting

i will write non x readers, but no character x character

no major smut / nsfw / lemons

there was that one villain deku one shot that i wrote, but that is the extent of what i will write—no in-depth sex scenes will be written

keep in mind i have my own schedule and my own time when i can write, so requests will take a certain amount of time to get out

i also have requests on my tumblr that i will post on here but i decided that i have literally no inspiration for bnha right now, so that's why i'm opening requests :))

MAKE SURE YOU CHECK WHO I WRITE FOR BEFORE YOU REQUEST!! :)

#requests #bnha #requesting boundaries #requesting guidelines #requesting rules #requesting info #jamie's posts #:)

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bnhabadass · 3 years

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Pairing: Shinsou x Reader Genre: Angst with happy ending, NSFW Word Count: 4,049 Synopsis: Shinsou is sick and tired of seeing you go out on all these disappointing Tinder hookups, especially when you always seem to ask him to satisfy you afterwards. But there must be a reason why you keep going on these dates, right? A/N: This is my piece for the bnharem roommates collab. I always forget how much I love writing Shinsou’s character but this definitely brought my spark with him back. Make sure to check out everyone else’s collab pieces on the masterlist!

Another night of tinder swipes. Another night of late night walks through desolate and windy streets. Another night of sleepy dinner and listening to the same old boring stories that every date has to offer. Another night of disappointing sex as he can’t seem to find the hole and his finger nails are sharper than they need to be. Another night of two pump chumps who ask, “does that feel good baby?” and another night of lying through your teeth as you fake moans and count the seconds before you’re allowed to leave.

It’s just like any other Saturday night where your toes are crushed in the tips of your heels and you shiver as you walk back to your apartment, keys clutched between your fingers just in case someone tries to pull something and you need to think quickly. You have your routine ingrained in you, like second nature.

The walk back home is cold and clammy. You can’t shake the feeling of the little hairs on your arms and legs springing up like a cat in shock as the wind pushes right past you. The only thing you could think of to keep yourself from toppling over from exhaustion was the heat that would be coming from your room back home, the fuzzy blanket you’d lie under, and the man awaiting your return to greet you with surprises like no other.

When you did open the front door, heat wafted towards you and your achy muscles began to relax.

“Rough night?” The voice from inside cooed.

“‘Oh baby do you like that?’” you mocked. “‘Does that hurt so good?’”

The person sitting on the sofa with a book covering their face laughed. “Please tell me he did not say that.”

You kicked off your heels and rolled out your ankles. “Shinsou, I swear to god, you have to meet some of these people. This one guy was ridiculous. As I was sucking him off he told me I reminded him of his mother.”

The purple haired young man gagged. “And you still sucked his dick?”

“That’s the best part,” you laughed. “He finished right after he said that.”

Shinsou grimaced. “Why do you keep going on these dates when everyone you end up sleeping with sucks.”

You collapsed on the couch next to him. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s because a certain someone always ends up taking care of me after.” Laying your head in his lap, you smiled up at him.

Shinsou gave you a lazy smirk back. “So that’s it, huh? I actually know how to use my tongue so you’re purposefully coming home unsatisfied.”

“I wouldn’t say purposefully,” you said with a mock offended tone to your words. “If there ever is a man out there who did know how to please me then I can guarantee I wouldn’t be coming home every night I have a date.”

He propped his cheek up against the palm of his hand. “But that hasn’t happened yet, has it.”

You loved this, the flirty and dangerous aroma in the air. It was intoxicating and you craved every bit of it.

“So what are we going to do about it?”

You leaned up and kissed him, and then that kiss led to another. Soon you had gotten up and moved into Shinsou’s bedroom. Your tights had been stripped down and your dress was pulled up over your ass.

Getting onto his elbows and knees, Shinsou readied himself to lick his first stripe along your folds and make you melt beneath him.

The week went by, like usual, and your relationship with Shinsou remained the same, just like usual. You’d each come home from work, him tired from training and patrols and you exhausted with paperwork and having to deal with bothersome coworkers taking up all your spare time.

Nothing happens during the week. The two of you laugh and joke around like best friends, like neither of you have seen each other naked, and you’re sure you’re happy this way. That’s what Shinsou keeps telling himself anyway.

You never seem to notice the way his eyes linger on you for a split second too long or the way he glares at your phone over your shoulder as you swipe left or right on dating apps. You’d think that if he was jealous he would try to distance himself, to back away from the trouble you might get in and the disappointment you’d find after each hookup. But no, Shinsou cares too much about you to let you go out on your own without knowing who, where and how you’re setting yourself up for disappointment.

“Hey Shin,” you call from the couch on Thursday night. You’re lying down with your feet propped up against the arm rest. Shinsou has to move them out of the way before plopping down himself.

“What’s up.” His large palm rubbed up and down your legs as they rested on his lap.

“I think I matched with someone who won’t be horrible in bed.” You showed him your phone, and as he scrolled through his profile you could feel the itchy heat of embarrassment rising to your face.

Shinsou’s heart seemed to stop. His eyes widened when he read the words “pornstar” and “Onlyfans'' in the dude’s bio. Handing your phone back to you, he kept his eyes trained on the floor. “That’s great. He seems like he knows what he’s doing.”

“Yeah.” You took the phone back and resumed looking through his photos. “He messaged me earlier and we have a lot in common too.”

Shinsou nodded. Why did he feel so weird? He knew that not every guy you matched with would be a disappointment. He had been telling that to himself for months now, but watching the nervous smile that crept up your face as you received a new message from this guy made Shinsou want to scream. “I’m gonna go for a run,” he said, lifting up your legs to stand up from the couch.

“Really? It’s dark out. Are you sure you want to go running?” You didn’t look up from your phone.

“Yeah I’ll be fine.”

“Okay, stay safe. Oh! Did you still want to watch a movie tonight?”

Shinsou froze. “Um, maybe not tonight. I’m not sure. I’ll see if I’ve cooled down a bit after my run.”

You looked up from the screen, slightly deterred. “Oh, okay. Have a good run.” You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that. He hadn’t seemed to be bothered by anything earlier, so why was he acting weird now? You were sure you hadn’t said anything to make him upset and when he told you about his day, he didn’t seem bothered by anything that happened at work.

Rolling over on your side, you continued texting this new guy, a new sense of nervousness clouding your vision.

It’s Saturday night and you’re putting on your makeup. Your hands which have never been shaky before have fucked applying your eyeliner three times now. You’re not sure why you’re so nervous. You’ve met up with guys every weekend for months now. Could it be that this guy is different because he knows what he’s doing? Yeah, that must be it. You’re worried that you won’t be good enough for him, right?

Still, that didn’t seem like that was it. You were so excited talking to him at first. He made you laugh and you wanted to meet up with him so bad, to see his charm in person. But then you showed his profile to Shinsou and things started to feel different, like somehow they were falling apart.

You haven’t spoken to your roommate much in the last couple days. His usual pokes and prods at the men you tend to meet up with were replaced with silence. You haven’t joked around like usual or spent time together unwinding after work, and you were worried. It hadn’t been this distant between you since one of your female friends told you about a guy she knew who was looking for a roommate and the two of you met for the first time.

Since then, you haven't gotten anything but closer. You began your weekly rituals of getting takeout and watching movies and getting drunk after particularly rough days at work. Living with Shinsou was the happiest you have been in a long time. So why did that change?

Stepping out of your bedroom, makeup incomplete and dress unbuttoned, you peered into the living room where Shinsou was working.

He sat shirtless on the couch, legs propped up on the automen with his laptop balanced on his legs. His wild purple hair, which had gotten longer since the two of you met, was loosely tied back with a hair tie. His gray sweatpants were untied and you were sure that if he were to stand up they would ride low on his hips.

As you stared at his profile, you couldn’t help but admire how his chiseled face, adorning a pair of reading glasses, looked so serene as he stared at the work ahead of him. He looked calm, calmer than you’ve seen him in a while, and that made his face more youthful. Shinsou stretched out his arms and you could hear his corded back crack before he went back to typing away.

You ran back into your room and slammed the door. Your face was hot and flushed. Beads of sweat permeated on your temples. How could such a simple act of stretching make you feel so hot and bothered and worked up and oh no. How is it that you were so blind? You were in love with your roommate.

Shit shit shit shit shit.

You paced back and forth, rubbing all of the makeup off of your eyes in the process. You stared at your blackened fingers and rubbed them on your dress, not caring that it would dirty. Thinking back to all the moments you cuddled as “friends” and all the times you would lay together after a disappointing date, you were able to pinpoint each exact moment where your feelings grew.

You sat on your bed and watched as your hands shook. You couldn’t go on this date now. You don’t care about the guy, no matter how good at sex he might claim to be. The entire time, you’d just be wishing you were on a date with Shinsou. Granted, every date you’ve been on, a little part of you has wished it was with Shinsou. Every week you couldn’t wait until it was over so you could be enveloped yet again in his flirty aroma that was so, so addictive.

So that was it, you wouldn’t go on the date and things would go back to normal between the two of you. But would they really? What would you say if he asked why you cancelled? All you wanted were things to go back to the way they were. You wanted to bask in the flirty air and feel Shinsou hold you close and caress every curve of your body with so much love and tenderness.

You stood up and looked at your blotchy face in the mirror. Surrounding your eyes was a mix of black and shimmery gold swarming together. You wiped them off along with the rest of your makeup. You won’t be going out tonight so there’s no point of dolling up.

What am I going to do?

You slid off your dress and slipped into a pair of pajama bottoms and threw on a tank top. The least you could be is comfortable in such a stressful situation.

I can’t act the way I used to, knowing how I feel now.

You may have been an idiot for this, but you decided to face your situation head on. Without doing so, who knows how you wouldn’t go crazy living under the same roof as the man you’re in love with.

You stepped into the living room. Shinsou was still typing away and looking over reports, so you cleared your throat to get his attention.

“Hey, you about to go out?” When you didn’t respond, he looked up and his face fell. “What’s wrong? Why aren’t you dressed?”

You couldn’t look him in the eye. As soon as you heard him speak and the amount of concern in his voice, you just wanted to cry. The sting of acidic tears and mucus welling in the back of your throat made you want to throw up.

“Did something happen?” He took off his reading glasses and scooched over, letting you take a seat beside him.

But you didn’t move, just kept staring at your cold feet against the hardwood floor.

“(Y/n), talk to me.”

You looked up at him and tears began rolling down your face. You felt so pathetic, that you would be crying over love of all things. Love was supposed to be magical, right? Not embarrassing and tear-ridden. “Can you,” you started, but you needed to take a step back when you heard your achy throat cracking as you spoke. “Can you give me a reason not to go?”

Shinsou adjusted himself. He was clearly trying to make out what you were saying. “What? If you don’t want to go then don’t. No one’s forcing you to go on this date.”

You couldn’t help crumble at what he said. If only he knew what you really looked forward to after each date and what you were really thinking about when you were out with these other guys.

Shinsou stood up as you crumbled to the ground and squatted down next to you, wrapping his arms around you. You sunk into his chest and sobbed against him. It felt so unfair that with his arms around you, you felt whole, like you were two pieces of a puzzle.

“Why do you need a reason not to go on this date? Is he pressuring you or something?”

You shook your head against his chest. “I don’t want to go on a date with him.” On one hand, you thought your subtle hints would get through Shinsou’s thick skull, but it seemed as though they were a paper plane trying to penetrate a brick wall.

“So find some other guy.”

Why was he being so dismissive? You didn’t want just some other guy, you wanted Shinsou.

“Look, you’ve found plenty of other dates in the past, just because you don’t want to go out with one guy doesn’t mean it’s the end of the world.” He kept rubbing circles in your back. “Why don’t you call up a past hookup or something?”

You pushed away from him. “How could you say that,” you whispered. “I don’t want to go on a date with one of them.” Your voice began to raise. You had never raised your voice at Shinsou before. “I want to go out with you, you idiot.”

There was a moment where all you could hear were the little noises throughout the apartment like the ticking of the clock in the kitchen or a fly buzzing close by. Then, you slapped a hand over your mouth. You didn’t mean to say that outloud. You didn’t mean to raise your voice or push away from him. But you did blurt it out, and Shinsou looked at you with wide eyes and a slack jaw.

The hair on his arms and the back of his neck raised up like static. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know if he should look at you with shock or look away in embarrassment. He was completely and utterly confused.

“Shit,” you whined from behind your hand. “Forget it.” You rubbed the tears under your eyes away and went to stand up. “I’m gonna go to bed.”

“Wait.” Shinsou grabbed your hand before you could fully stand up. You had never realized how small your hands were compared to his until now. “You can’t just say that and then walk away.”

He was right. You sat back down on the ground, his hand still grabbing onto yours, playing with your fingers. “Okay,” you mouthed, knowing you wouldn’t be able to get any sound out if you tried.

“Why do you go on all of these dates?”

You thought about it for a moment. You were never really sure why you bothered hooking up with so many people, but sitting on the ground with him, you had a pretty good idea. “Because we’re roommates.”

“So?”

You kept your eyes on your fingers intertwined with Shinsous. “Because realizing you’re in love with your roommate is shitty, so the least I could do is hope that after an unsatisfying night of sex, you’d be willing to provide.”

He stopped playing with your fingers and instead, squeezed your hand. “And I hated seeing you with these different men so much that any chance you gave me I ate up.”

You blinked once, twice in confusion before meeting Shinsou’s eyes. “You...”

“Mhm,” he nodded.

The heavy weight of tears on your chest finally lifted. You could finally breathe freely. There was silence among you before the two of you burst out laughing. You rested your head on his shoulder as your chests heaved up and down. When you took your head away to look him in the eyes, he leaned in and kissed you. You didn’t hesitate to kiss back and wrap your arms around his neck.

Shinsou dragged your body closer to him, so you were straddling his lap, and weaved his arms around your figure. He was a good kisser, which you already knew, but you had never taken the time to feel his passion until now. Shinsou made sure to tease you with a darting tongue and hands which traveled down your figure and stopped at the base of your hips.

You weaved your hands through his soft hair and pulled his hair tie out. His fluffy purple locks were so fun and tempting to tug on. Kissing him with this amount of love and emotion enthralled you, and you felt a little disappointed when he pulled away.

“Would you like to move this to my bedroom?”

And you bit your bottom lip before nodding, a smile creeping its way up along your face. You stood up and followed him into his bedroom eagerly.

After Shinsou closed the door behind you, he turned around and snaked his hands up your back. You giggled at the contact and let him pull the shirt over your head. You weren’t wearing a bra, so Shinsou immediately leaned over to take one of your nipples in his mouth. He sucked it until it puckered and let it go with a loud pop.

“You know,” he said, backing you against his bed. “I’ve never been able to say until now how truly beautiful you are.”

“Shinsou,” you sighed, taking a hold of his purple locks. You collapsed onto the bed and let him kiss his way down your front side. His kisses were rough but full of love, and you know they would leave bruises behind.

He slid your pajama bottoms and underwear down your thighs until they pooled on the floor at your ankles. “Everything you do is gorgeous, even the way you’re sprawled out under me, under my command just waiting for me to touch you.”

You could feel your pussy clench at his words and your thighs shook in waiting.

He kissed the top of your pussy and trailed kisses around your thighs. You watched as he hiked your legs over his well muscled shoulders while keeping eye contact. His long tongue darted out and he licked one long stripe between your folds and suckled on your little sweet bud.

You arched your back and let out a choked moan. Out of all the nights you’ve slept together, this was the first time you really saw him for all the love he gave you.

Shinsou kept his face right in front of your dripping hole just for a moment and let his hot breath tickle your needy clit. He chuckled at your squirming form and teased you even further with kitten licks and hands that reached up to squeeze your breasts as he dove in to lap up your juices.

Your hands grasped at his, keeping them firmly clenched onto your chest as he delved in deeper and deeper into your wonderful taste. You could feel your orgasm quickly building up. Your toes curled and knees jerked up, hips bucking your clit further up into Shinsou’s mouth. You let out a loud moan and sigh of relief and surprise when you could feel your juices spraying onto Shinsou’s face and watched as they dripped down his chin.

You had never squirted before. You could feel a calm wash over you as you settled down. Shinsou wiped his hand down his chin. “That was fucking sexy.”

He kissed your lower lips one last time before standing up and allowing you to scooch further up on the bed. You were exhausted but it didn’t matter. Watching Shinsou strip down and seeing his cock spring to life only made you want more of him.

He crawled over you and kissed your lips. He tasted like a mix of your juices and honey, probably from that tea you saw him drinking not too long ago. Whatever it was, it was addictive. “Are you ready?” he asked as he positioned the head of his cock in line with your opening.

You nodded, heaving up and down and running your hand along the side of his face. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

Shinsou was thicker than most of the people you had slept with, and you always felt the stretch of him penetrating you every time he pushed himself in.

Knowing that it probably hurt a little, the stretch of it all, he paused every so often and kissed your face, allowing you to warm up before he bottomed out inside of you. You were just so tight and welcoming, it took all his strength not to pound into you immediately, to take it nice and slow as he rubbed against your clit with his thumb.

Your face was hot. It was odd to you that it had never felt this way before, that until now you had never been this nervous to feel his cock pulsing inside of you and to feel his mouth nip at your clit and nipples. You had closed your eyes and focused on your breathing.

Shinsou reached over to tickle the palm of your hand. As you looked up at him, he cupped your face and smiled down at you before he started to thrust his hips.

You squirmed and writhed around as he bucked deeper in and out of the hole that seemed to suck him in further and further.

He felt it was so unfair because he never seemed to last as long as he wanted to when he was with you. The way your aching pussy clenched around him so tight was euphoric. He wanted to let his dick bask in your warm, gushing cavern forever.

“You’re beautiful,” you heard him whisper as he sped up, his orgasm fast approaching. “You’re perfect.”

And again, you squirmed around as that cord built up inside of you and snapped, leaving you gushing around Shinsou’s cock and heaving up and down underneath him.

Shinsou didn’t last much longer. He came almost immediately after you did, feeling your walls clench around him oh so tight. He rolled over next to you and laid his head in the crook of your neck. His hair tickled your nose as you nuzzled into him.

“We should clean up.”

“After snuggles,” he yawned.

You laughed. He’d never been this clingy until now. He had never praised you so much until now. “What does this mean?”

“Hm?”

“For us?”

Shinsou rolled over to look at you. “It means you’re gonna sleep in this bed with me tonight, and tomorrow morning I’m waking up early to make my girlfriend a pancake breakfast. Okay, kitten?”

You had to keep yourself from squealing at the nickname. Instead, you closed your eyes with a goofy smile on your face. “Okay.”

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diaco1968 · 3 years

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Kinktoberday24

Overstimulation_ Shinsou x f!Reader

Warnings! Lemon, smut, overstimulation, oral, dubcon, tiny bit noncon

Note: reader is considered to be ,at least sometimes/ this time, too quiet for Shinsou's liking.

"...Hito-shi..."

"Are you going to tell me when you're about to cum, kitten?"

"...yesss... Shit, yes!"

Your voice was barely above a whisper, probably only audible to his piqued hearing. He had been listening very attentively to you, like most times, trying to figure out the best timing, precisely moving his nimble experienced fingers according to the sounds you were making, looking for that one special hitch of breath. And of course, once again he wasn't wrong as you fell silent, rocking your hips into his hand and arching your back underneath him, pressing yourself firmly back onto him. He leaned his weight down over you, giving you that final touch of being completely covered by him, letting you ride it out slowly.

"... ngh... ok Hitoshi...stop..."

"No."

"...w-what?"

You could finally be heard again as you whined out for him, your hand reaching down to grab onto his wrist and pulling his fingers away from your sensitive clit, a telltale sign that you had just reached your orgasm. But he didn't let you pull his hand away this time, and his fingers resumed rubbing over the still throbbing nub, drawing a gasp out of you and an involuntary buck of your hips away from his assaulting fingers and staright back onto his cock that was resting impatiently on your ass, making him hiss.

"You said, you would tell me when you're about to cum, (y/n)."

His voice was much darker than before, grinding his cock between your ass cheeks. He had you on your stomach and was hovering over you, propped up on one arm while the other wrapped around your front and reached down to work your cunt. Another tug on his wrist and an attempt to push him off by pressing yourself back onto him proved futile and he instead of moving off you like he usually did, bent his arm so he was now laying over you full weight. And you realised despite his not so buff build, you were no match for him in brute force.

"Nh! I'm sorry... you're crushing me though! Ahh!"

You whined struggling to make him budge, letting go of his wrist to fist the sheets with a breathless long moan when his fingers rubbed down your folds, spreading them gently, prodding at your soaked entrance, slipping them inside to feel your warm soft walls twitching around his digits.

"Oh kitten, you should be sorry. But don't worry, you can make it up to me. We are going to practice till you learn."

"Now?! Mh... but I just came Hito-AH!"

He retracted his fingers and thrusted himself right inside you, hip bones sharply slamming against your ass, pushing you further into the matress. The way he was practically laying over you had him touch some places with his cock that you were not used to, would normally move away from him but he had you pinned and unable to escape even an inch away.

"Mmm...It depends on you, how long we are going to practice, kitty."

"Hitoshi!"

You squeaked, shutting your eyes tightly. Your shared body heat had you sweating underneath his body and every stroke of his fingers over your sensitive swollen clit had painful jolts of pleasure shooting up your spine.

"Are you cumming, kitten?"

He whispered in your ear and you bit the pillow too busy focusing on your fast approaching release to bother replying. And he was not having it. His free hand moved and wrapped around your jaw, pulling your head back and away from the pillow, freeing your mouth, his lips connecting to the side of your throat roughly pressing into it.

"I want to hear you mewl for me!"

He growled in your ear, bare teeth and all and you whimpered and mewled, giving in to his command.

"Fuck! Please... ah please! Don't s-stop, I'm going to cumm..."

"That's right, keep it up."

His voice was strained as your combined weights on his moving wrist trapped between your body and the bed was beginning to make it cramp painfully. He knew how to trick his way towards your hard achieved pleasures though. His hips moved and the angle at which he was slamming into your fluttering cunt changed sharply, having you scream out for him as he sunk his teeth into the tender skin connecting your neck and shoulder.

"Ssshit I'm cumming!"

Your jaw was left hanging open as you clenched and clamped around his cock, pulsating under his fingers as you came again, pressing back onto him firmly.

He slowed down, letting you ride it out till ypu had somewhat calmed down.

"Good girl."

He praised sounding like his usual self once again grinning mischievously as he slowly pulled out of you. He kneaded your hips and ass lightly, propping it up and making you arch your back as he had you bend your knees under your body and reached over gently grabbing your wrists, massaging them and straightening them by your body, your hazy euphoria filled mind only realizing the fleeting relief in your aching elbows. Until he yanked on your wrists and trapped them firmly by the side of your bent legs.

"You deserve a reward, kitten."

You were left in an awkward position, looked like you were kneeling, head down on the pillow and ass up in the air with your arms pulled back and held down by his strong grip. In other words once again you couldn't move.

"W-what the fuck are you d-doing Hitoshi!"

"Rewarding you."

He smirked as he leaned down, the pad of his tongue rubbing all the way over your clit, between your folds and slipped inside your hole, you shuddering violently.

"No! S-stop! Ah... I can't ngh! Please..."

He was listening to your progressively incoherent pleas and dry sobs with closed eyes like his favourite melody as his mouth latched onto your pussy, sucking on your fluttering folds and his nose pushed against your entrance, and he lapped and licked and tongue fucked you, humming into you when he felt your thighs quiver around his jaw and your pussy started to pulsate and flutter around his tongue, flooding his waiting mouth with whatever juice you had left in your worn out body.

When he finally let you go, licking his lips and wiping it off with the back of his hand, you were a shaking wet mess plopping down and curling in on yourself.

"Aw c'mere (y/n). My sweet little kitten."

He collected you into his warm arms and cuddled you gently, covering you with the blankets kissing the top of your head and whispering in your ear about what a good girl you've been for him and how he loved hearing his good girl talk back to him in bed, his gentle deep voice and your exhaustion, lulling you to sleep.

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mountladysdaughter · 3 years

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Goldilocks & The 3 Bears (Day 8)

A/N

This is a spin on the classic story of Goldilocks & the 3 bears, also the first day of my January writing challenge. If you want aesthetic made, just shoot me a ask or DM.

Eri

Baby Bear

Quirk: Rewind

Shinso

Brother Bear

Quirk: Brainwashing

Aizawa

Daddy Bea

Quirk: Erasure

Y/N Todoroki

Goldilocks

Quirk: Half Fire & Half Ice

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fantasydaydreamers · 11 months

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💜7 mins in Heaven with Dabi: Pt. 6💙

Continuation of Part 5

Well, (Y/n)? Which one are you going to choose?

The question loops itself on repeat in your head as the circle around the table draws more attention from the rest of the party with all the commotion they were causing. The guys whistled and cheered as girls started whispering and shooting you dirty looks.

"She's going to pick Touya, I know it."

"If she had any sense, she'd pick the other one. Touya's nothing but trouble."

"Shit, if it was me, I'd pick both."

It felt like you couldn't breathe as the edges of your vision were becoming blurry, all too aware that the two men currently waiting for your response were standing silently, ignoring the hype around them.

Tomura moves in front of you, gripping your arms tightly to ground you. "Breathe," he spoke lowly, "deep breath in and hold it." You follow his instructions and blink harshly, trying to focus on him. Tomura copies your deep breath and exhales slow and controlled, encouraging you to do the same.

He nods and swipes a thumb over your cheek. "Ignore everyone else and go with your heart, (Y/n)." Tomura moves back to your side and circles a hand on your back soothingly. You quickly scan the room, Katsuki was grinning wildly, arm thrown around a green-looking Yo as they both waited for your answer while Keigo was making the crowd more hyped. Gulping, you look towards Hitoshi and Touya.

Hitoshi had a pierced eyebrow raised in question, while Touya was all but eye-fucking you shamelessly.

"C'mon dollface," Touya calls out with a smirk, arms crossed over his chest. "I'll make good on what you wanted me to do earlier~"

Your face pales.

Hitoshi whips his head to Touya and glares. "Don't pick him, kitten. Pick me and we'll continue where we left off this morning~" He tilts his head back to you and winks.

Touya sneers and uncrosses his arms, nonchalantly pulling up his sleeves before turning towards Hitoshi.

"Watch it, Hitoshi," Touya warns, cooly.

Hitoshi scowls and narrows his eyes and Touya. "Yeah? Or what?"

The taunt was there and Tomura's hand on your back now paused its soothing circles as tensions flared in the room. Touya only grins, getting up close in Hitoshi's face. Before he could open his mouth for another cocky reply, Hitoshi shoves him backwards but Touya recovers quickly and shoves him back.

The crowd around the table gasps and screams, as Touya and Hitoshi start throwing punches. "Kat! Get them!" Tomura yells angrily before turning back to your scared expression.

"Let's get out of here." He blocks your line of view to the fight and weaves you through the growing crowd of people.

You couldn't make out what was being said, but Touya's and Hitoshi's raised voices could be heard over everyone else, the music now cut off.

You could only numbly hold onto Tomura's hand as he guides you out of the dorm. "What just-" Dumbfounded, you glance at Tomura, who looked pissed. Everything happened so fast and you couldn't believe that they had gone as far as fighting.

Tomura sighs and slows his walk. "Do you want to stay with me tonight? In my dorm? God knows I'm not dealing with Yo...Kat is going to be responsible for that."

The frigid air nipped your bare arms and legs, yet you were too distracted to feel anything. One second you were stuck between two choices and next they were throwing punches over a decision you didn't even make yet.

Tomura's offer was nice. Staying with Hitoshi didn't sound like a smart idea anymore and you just wanted your dorm back. Tears well up in your eyes at the thought of being a burden and causing trouble within their friend group.

Tomura turns to you, noticing your silence, only to be met with a single tear sliding down your face. He stops walking and pulls you into a tight hug, shushing you gently.

"I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to cause drama, Tomura," you muffle sincerely into his neck. He squeezes you tighter and whispers small reassuring words in your ear.

"C'mon, (Y/n). You're staying with me now," he urges you firmly, pulling back to wipe your tears.

"But my stuff..." you trail off, sounding pathetic.

Tomura digs in his back pockets, pulling out three sets of keys. "The perks of being the designated chaperone." He smiles, and grabs a hold of your hand again, tugging you towards Hitoshi's dorm.

Guilt still ate at you, thinking this was all your fault. You two walked in silence for a while but your mind must've been loud enough for Tomura to know what you were thinking.

"Stop it, (Y/n)," he sighs gently, "they're just being stupid and immature."

You take a deep breath and squeeze his hand slightly. There was more to the story and if you could get advice from anyone right now, it should be Tomura.

"I started all of this," you start with a whisper. "I accidentally sent a text to one of them earlier when it was intended for the other..."

Tomura looks at you out of the corner of his eye, with an eyebrow raised, letting you know he was listening.

You feel your cheeks warm knowing you're going to have to tell him the truth. "Uh...so long story short I've come close to almost kissing both of them. On different occasions!"

Tomura hums questionably, telling you to continue as he lets go of your hand to pull out Hitoshi's keys and unlock his door.

"So...I-uh...might've sent a text to Touya that said 'are you going to kiss me for real this time,' which was actually meant for Hitoshi," you couldn't look at Tomura, "but it was because both of them were messaging me at the same time and I thought I tapped on Hitoshi's name, but I didn't and that's why Touya said that at the party and neither of them know about the mix up-"

"Breathe, (Y/n)," Tomura reminds you gently, guiding you down to Hitoshi's room to grab your bag. You take a shuddering deep breath as he regards you with a thoughtful look. "So...Hitoshi is your answer?"

...Is he?

You didn't answer straight away, still standing in the middle of Hitoshi's room with a pained expression. Tomura nods slowly in understanding. "...You don't exactly regret sending the text to Touya."

"I don't know what to do," you whisper truthfully.

Tomura comes and grabs your hand again, leading you out of Hitoshi's room and out of the dorm, locking it back up.

"Well, as hard as it may be, I think you owe both of them the truth," Tomura starts as he starts guiding you to his dorm. A phone rang out from his pocket, but Tomura continues, ignoring it. "Chances are, Touya already said something to Hitoshi to provoke him during the fight."

Yeah...that sounds like something he'd do, you silently agreed.

"Maybe once you clear things up, you'll know who you want and I highly doubt you started this. They've been acting weird around each other for a while now," Tomura finishes with a small smile.

You sigh heavily, listening to his phone ring again.

He tsks and pulls it out, reading the contact name before answering.

"What is it?"

You watch Tomura's eyes narrow as he listens to whoever it is on the other end. There was a long silence as he listened, his expression getting progressively agitated. You try to strain your ears and listen but heard nothing. He notices you looking at him in concern so he squeezes your hand reassuringly.

"You can come to my dorm and pick them up," he grits out bitterly. "Oh, and you're taking Yo with you back to your dorm."

This time a barking laugh could be heard and Tomura winced. You felt a wave of relief wash over you knowing he was talking to Kat, but it didn't last long as you wondered how Touya and Hitoshi were.

"Well tell Keigo that one of you is coming first. Don't fucking think about coming at the same time or I swear to God-" Tomura had unknowingly squeezed your hand tighter as he talked, making you wince.

It went quiet again as he listened. He loosened your hand and opened the door to his dorm building, holding it for you to enter first. His face drops tiredly as he sighs, motioning for you to follow him down the hall.

"Okay, well I'm already here at my dorm." He pulls out his own keys to unlock the door and you silently follow him inside, anxious to know what happened and what is being said.

"Tell him she's..." he trails off, looking at you, "...she's with me. She'll be staying with me for now on, until her dorm is fixed." His eyes harden again at whatever Kat said after that, making you furrow your brows.

It looks like Tomura is about to make another comment, but glances at you again, closing his mouth. "Just...come get your keys."

He hangs up the phone and sighs, rubbing his eyes tiredly. You stand uncertainly, not knowing where to put your things or what to say.

"I told Kat to tell Keigo to take turns while coming over here to get their keys...easier right now to keep Touya and Hitoshi separated."

You frown slightly. "How are they?

He looks unsure of how to answer, instead motioning to a hallway. "Here, you can stay in my room and I'll sleep on the couch tonight."

More questions formed in your head, and you give him a pleading look. "Please, Tomura."

He comes over to you, hugging you gently. "Apparently it got...bad. Even Keigo and Katsuki got a few hits when they intervened, but they managed to stop it right before the police showed up. Someone had called the fight in and the party got shut down. Thankfully Touya and Hitoshi were already dragged out by Keigo and Kat just as they arrived though."

You slump in his arms heavily, feeling your eyes well up again. Tomura rubs your back soothingly.

"Go ahead and you can use the shower or whatever you need. I'll be out here waiting for them to come by."

It was unspoken, but you got the impression Tomura was trying to advise you not to see either of them. Understandable, but you still felt guilty and you hoped they weren't too hurt.

Tomura let go and gently guided you down the hallway toward his room so you could put your bag down. You weren't sure what you expected, but his room was clean and spotless. A lot of video game posters hung on the walls and action figures decorated shelves. It was a classic boy's room, you thought, giving Tomura a small smile.

"Towels are in the closet and I'll be out in the living room if you need me."

Tomura makes his way out of his room, leaving you to put your bag down and get yourself situated. You start pulling out some pajamas to take into the bathroom.

Everything happened so fast and it didn't feel real. Did they really just get into a fight over me? What the fuck?

You didn't know much about Hitoshi, but Touya has had almost every girl on campus, was he willing to go to the extreme to add you to the list? It was frustrating and you didn't know what to do.

Slapping your cheeks lightly, you take a deep breath and go toward the closet to grab a towel before exiting his room for the bathroom across the hall. A knock was heard and you stop in your tracks to listen.

The door opens and a sharp inhale of breath could be heard. "Oh my God..."

A grunt was the only thing you heard, a low groan a pain following after.

"Where's Keigo," Tomura asks, almost in a panic, and your heart skipped a beat realizing Touya was here.

The door closed.

"Got stopped by the police for questioning. I snuck away," another grunt of pain was heard as Touya walked further into the room.

"Touya..."

"Is she here?"

You bite your lip, feeling your heart rate quicken.

"You can't..."

"Just tell me if she's okay," Touya rasps out as you press your hand to your chest. "Please...Tomura, tell me if she's okay."

The silence was long and loud. The air was heavy as you tried to breathe slow and controlled, afraid they could hear you.

Before an answer could be uttered, another knock sounded at the door.

"Fuck," Tomura hissed, "go hide in Yo's room or something."

Panicked, you couldn't think fast enough about what to do, your eyes meeting Touya's shocked ones as he entered the dark hallway.

A gasp caught in your throat seeing his black hair more tousled than usual, but what really caught your attention was the dried blood that was smeared across his nose and down his chin. His face was swollen and it looked like the skin around his left eye was turning purple.

Tears well up in your eyes again as Touya approached you almost tentatively. Turning, you lean against the wall for support, as he stands in front of you, a soft look in his eyes. Up close, he looked even worse, but despite looking rough and beat up, Touya raises a bloodied hand to gently cup your face.

"(Y/n)..."

You grab the hand cupping your face and hold onto it while shaking your head. The two of you stare into each other's eyes, barely hearing Tomura open the door.

"Jesus...what the hell is wrong with you two," Tomura called out, as shuffling bodies entered the dorm.

"Tsk...I couldn't tell who won," Katsuki said casually, making you frown.

"Are you fucking kidding me? That's not important, Kat," Tomura scolded harshly.

You didn't hear Hitoshi say anything, watching Touya's reaction to the conversation. He seemed lost in thought, eyes still roaming over your face as you tuned into what was being said.

"Hell it is! My brother is finally genuinely interested in someone and of course, Touya has to fuck her first!"

The text conversation pops back up into your head and you drop your hand covering Touya's. The action makes him frown slightly and part his mouth to speak. Before he could, you grab his other hand and pull him into the bathroom, refusing to hear the rest of the conversation in the living room.

He follows willingly, watching you as you turn on the lights and instruct him to the toilet.

"Sit."

His busted lip curls up, about to make a smart-ass comment but after seeing the look in your eyes, decides against it and closes the lid to sit.

Placing your stuff on the counter, you turn the water on, wetting the towel. Touya sat silently, watching you with a soft look on his face that had your heart clenching.

You wring as much water as possible, shut the faucet off, and walk over to him. He spreads his legs as you stand in between, gently placing the cool towel on his face to wipe away the dried blood. His eyes close at the feeling, face scrunching up in slight discomfort.

"You look beautiful tonight, by the way," Touya murmurs, his hands coming up behind you to grip your bare thighs.

Your face warms despite the nerves settling in your stomach. You don't respond, opting to focus on cleaning the dried blood from his face. It was hard to tell where most of the blood came from, either his nose or lips, but it could also be Hitoshi's.

You didn't want to know.

When you dried his face with the clean side of the towel, he leaned forward so his chin rested on your stomach as he stared up at you. You managed to get the blood cleaned off, but you brush his hair back gently to see if you missed any.

His eyes flutter slightly at the feeling before focusing back on you.

"Can I kiss you, (Y/n)?"

The question was soft and sincere, making you wonder if you just imagined it. You meet Touya's gaze again, hair falling in your face from the angle.

He lets go of one of your thighs and reaches up to tuck your hair behind your ear. His fingers linger there, his eyes searching yours.

Your heart swells at the sight of Touya being so open and vulnerable. After all the advances he's tried on you in the past was nothing compared to the soft genuine question that just left his lips.

Guilt still ate at you, how he still held a false truth about the wrong text you sent him earlier. "Touya, I need to tell you something," you hesitantly start, not wanting to ruin the moment, but having a feeling that if you don't tell him now, the situation would only get worse and you didn't want this confusion going on for any longer.

Touya hums, still dreamily staring at your lips, before flicking up to your eyes.

"About that text earlier," you start, "that...wasn't meant for you." The bathroom got eerily quiet, Touya's gaze went from longing to confused to his signature cold poker face.

Warm hands disappeared from your thighs and he moved away from your stomach. Your heart started to ache, but you needed to tell him the truth. "It was an accident! I was texting both of you at the same time and there was a lot being said-"

He stood up suddenly making you stumble back against the wall.

His blue eyes were burning lowly as he stalked towards you, cocky and confident.

This is...unexpected.

"Did you send him the same message then?"

The question was low, his voice rumbling in the small space between you two.

"I...no..."

"Why?"

Touya moves both of his hands on either side of your head, trapping you. You weren't sure whether to be scared or turned on by how smug he looked.

The question was left hanging, your silence telling him your answer.

"I get it," Touya breathed out lowly, a slow smirk forming on his face. "Maybe if I did kiss you, you wouldn't be so confused..."

He trails off, looking back down to your lips, making you gulp.

Even beaten and bruised, he was hot and unfairly confident. His smirk falls slightly and he backs off, a small flicker of disappointment shooting through you.

"But I won't."

You furrow your eyebrows, watching Touya turn to look in the mirror, to analyze his appearance. He turns on the faucet and cleans his bloodied hands, a neutral look on his face. When he shuts the water off, you wonder briefly if he could hear your heart beating out of your chest. He fixes his hair slightly and touches the skin around his left eye gently before meeting your gaze in the mirror.

"And trust me, I do." He continues, voice husky, his eyes once again flickering to your lips before meeting yours again. "You need to figure out what you want. I don't know how else to show you, prove to you, I only want you. You caught my attention and I just can't stop thinking about you since that night," Touya groans slightly, wincing, "I know I'm not the greatest guy in the world but goddamnit I'd do anything for you to give me a chance."

Emotions wash over you in violent waves, your heart finding it hard to settle on one.

Touya lets out a big breath, like he was holding it in, and turns back around to face you to gently cup your face again. "Thank you for taking care of me, my pretty nurse."

He smiles genuinely, but his eyes once again drift towards your lips longingly, before opening the door to the bathroom. "I'm going to Yo's room until Tomura comes to get me."

Your mouth was parted slightly as you still stood speechless against the wall, in disbelief of Touya giving you your space. He pauses, halfway out the door, turning back to whisper:

"Since that night...it's only been you."

With that, he walks out, closing the door behind him, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

~*~*~*~*

The rest of the night went by in a blur. You don't know how long you stood there in the bathroom after Touya walked out and you don't remember walking back to Tomura's room to get another towel and if Kat and Hitoshi were still there.

The sound of your phone buzzing had you coming too.

You were laying on top of Tomura's bed, staring at the glow-in-dark stars on his bedroom ceiling. Your body felt heavy as you blindly reached for your phone, exhaustion weighing on you. The first thing you notice is the time.

3:26 a.m.

brainwxshed: hey

You stared at the screen for a long time, wondering if you should do this tonight, or wait until tomorrow. Telling Touya was bizarre enough and you didn't know how it would come across over text.

you: hey...we need to talk.

brainwxshed: oh? i wanted to talk to you too.

You couldn't tell if he was being flirty or not.

you: no Hitoshi im serious. there was a text i accidentally sent to Touya that was originally meant for you.

brainwxshed: hm...and what was the text?

you: i was going to ask you if you were going to kiss me for real this time...when you talked about me staying in with you instead of going to the party.

Your hands were shaking.

brainwxshed: interesting that i never got that text if it was 'meant for me'...

He was absolutely right and you knew completely you were at fault. You fumbled on what to type back, as he sent another message.

brainwxshed: Touya mentioned something similar earlier, but i chose not to entertain him because i thought there was no way my little kitten would play games like that, right?

Your heart sunk lower into your stomach, fingers scrambling across the keyboard to answer, eager to apologize. 'I fucked up' kept repeating over and over in your head up until you had an incoming voice call from Hitoshi.

You accept the call.

"Hito-"

"Why didn't you bother correcting yourself after you sent the message?"

He sounded hurt and you felt tears well up in your eyes again.

"I like both of you," you whisper truthfully.

The line was silent as you finally admitted your true feelings to Hitoshi.

"'Not that kind of girl,' huh (Y/n)?" Hitoshi taunts, throwing your own words back at you, and before you could answer, he hung up.

You stumble your way out of Tomura's room and down the hallway, relieved that he was still awake on the couch. He held his Switch above his head as he gamed, but turned towards you as you approached.

"Hey, are you-"

~*~*~*~*

Collapsing on top of him, he lets out a soft grunt but freezes once he feels you shake against him. He says nothing, stroking your hair gently as you sob into his shoulder. His Switch softly thuds against the floor as he wraps his other arm around you, holding you close as you eventually fall asleep to the comforting strokes to your hair.

→ Part 7

Touya's hitlist taglist:

@spaceisout @deputy-videogamer @magpiesworld @blahblahblahhhhhhhhhhhhhh @mod-hadagile @whokillednyx @ittybittywallflower @bubblewordsofsodapop @poopiepoopie123 @frontier-renegade @windex-princess-ami @yourfavoriteloover @ashash @shamefulwitch @allthingsleviackerman @97britt @joyhdh @fallingmoon02

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kacchaneatsass · 5 years

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I'm gonna get a bit wild here...How about some NSFW headcanons of a more submissive Shinsou if you wouldn't mind, love?

HhhhnnnnGGGGGG YES okay sub! Shinsou and sub! Shigaraki are my shit and no one will ever tell me otherwise

Hes got the mindset that hes a boy, so hes supposed to be the dom in a relationship

When he meets you though?

Oh boy

Learns very quickly that being a sub is SO much better

I know its a lesbian term, but its the only way i can think to describe it

hes such a pillow princess...

Adores just being tied up and having his dick sucked while he doesnt have to do anything but whine

Of course he loves giving too

But if given the choice he will always recieve

Isnt for pegging at first

Hes scared of it, honestly

Hes heard that it really hurts and doesnt want to associate you and the intimate moments you two have with pain

When you do finally coerce him into it though

Hes in heaven

Love love loves it

Will cum without you ever touching his dick if you peg him

His face when he nuts is amazing

Eyes rolling in the back of his head, tongue poking between thinned lips with his face all flushed and red while he just pants and moans and whines

HhhhnnnnGGGGGG

Loves dirty talk

When you call him your good little slut hes putty in your hands

The drool

Oh god the drool

Hes always drooling, not that he hasnt tried not to

It just sort of happens without him realizing

Has some weird fascination with the way your skin tastes? Will literally spend a half hour just licking all over your body before you get down and dirty

Biting holy crap

Hes a biter, big time

Nice huge teeth marks on your neck and shoulders, and the lovely scratch marks on your back if you're pegging him

Hickies everywhere

Everyone better know you're his

Loves to have you sit on his face

Seriously

When you literally just deprive him of oxygen and all he has is you he eats like a man starved

Will not stop until you force him to or you cum

No other options

Could spend hours just with you on his face

He just adores the little moans he gets from you, as well as the feeling of lack of oxygen and the high feeling he gets from it

Overall 10/10 would reccomend subby Shinsou

#bnha uncovered #ollie speaks #bnha #bnha x reader #mha #mha x reader #bnha misquotes #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x reader lemon #bnha x reader smut #bnha x reader lemon #mha x reader smut #mha x reader lemon #shinsou hitoshi x reader smut

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hero-to-villain · 2 years

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Late night shenanigans

This is going to be an unedited blurb, fueled by red wine and a yearning for a former flame.

gn!reader x Shinsou Hitoshi

!Really un-edited!

- You didn't really know who he was, but his voice was like angels (or the most divine of sins that you've ever known,

- Tell me, how where you supposed to concentrate when the embodiment of sin was whispering in your ear?

- "Y/n! are you with me?" his voice was like syrup; sickly sweet, yet so rich at the same time - he knew what he was doing to you. And he enjoyed every second of it.

- You made an off-handed comment about how you were just about to do what he wanted of you and tried to ignore it.

- But how could you ignore the low barritone of his voice? that seemed to seep into every crack and crevice of your very soul.

- Spolier alert, you couldn't.

- A small whimper escaperd your lips

- It was almost inaubible - but almost is not enough

- You wanted him to tease you for it to never mention it again

- but of course life never goes your way.

- "What was that?"

- "nothing"

- "Ah, Ah, Ah. That was not nothing baby"

- His voice got impossibly smoother

- An even louder whimper of yours graced his ears.

- "Is someone needy? I think we got a needy kitten on our hands."

- Do you need me to take care of you, kitten?

#bnha smut #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #lemon #shinsou x reader

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hitoshisbabygirl · 3 years

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Author's Notes ♡: hello hello! Welcome to another BNHAREM collab! This theme of office/work au just gave me so many ideas for some other characters I’m excited! Anywhooo I enjoyed writing this fic out a lot and surprised at how long it is actually! I tried to do a bit of progress between the reader and Shinsou but it might seem a bit jumpy, it’s over the course of a few months jump betweeneach scene!I hope you guys enjoy and check out the others fics too!! ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : NSFW! Tying up (only a little?) , pet names! (Kitten slut and princess!) oral (f! receiving) and I think that’s all!

Word count : 5.5k (another big boy!)

Paring(s) : Shinsou Hitoshi x F!reader

Summary : Falling for your boss was a feat in itself, but what happens when he wants you for himself the same way you do?

Enjoy ♡

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Working as a pro heros assistant has its perks and stressors, especially when the one you work for is the spitting image and personality of the one Mr. Shouta Aizawa ; aka Eraserhead. Quiet, tired, sarcastic but a joy to be around when the two of you could be alone , his sarcastic jokes and overall tiredness with whoever bothered him who wasn't his assistant was a fun thing to hear, especially knowing how he is. Becoming his assistant came as an odd thing too, from him saying he sees how much she worked and seeing the work she was capable of was the catalyst for him asking for her name and for her to be moved to be his assistant. And that's how [ ] found herself speed walking her way to her bosses office, tea , a bottle of water and some type of sweet muffin in her one handed tray and his files in another. Trying not to drop anything as she got closer to his door she pushed the door as hard as she could with a healed foot, sighing in relief as she was able to put everything down without incident. Hearing the door creak after she entered [ ] turned around to face her violet haired boss, a lopsided smile on his face as she straightened up “ H-hello Mr.Shinsou I have everything out for your meeting ; There's the food you requested and all of your files and documents about the the next briefing mission!” Smiling at the taller male his own smirk widened as he shut his door and strolled passed her, the smell of cologne and body wash waving over her senses.

“Thank you [ ]. You always take good care of me, '' Hitoshi said as he sat at his desk and started to open up the files, sipping the tea she brought him. Trying not to let that phrase make her skin tingle with pride [ ] started to leave, letting him be him with his work [ ] headed to the door before Hitoshi looked up and saw her leaving “Oh [ ]” he called out as she turned around , crossing her hands over her skirt that rose on her legs ``Y-yes sir?” “You look pretty today, as usual.” and there it was, the usual complimenting that [ ] wasn't used to. The compliments picked up within a few months of [ ] working with Hitoshi, the two starting already with a good work relationship from the beginning to a more comfortable friendship at work balance. For some reason [ ] couldn't help but notice she was the only female around him that he acted like this with, not comments towards her other female employees, he barely spared them a look as he saw them in the halls or gave them a small answer back to their cheery comments. But when he came over to see [ ] it was a different energy, he was more friendly, he talked a bit more about things he enjoyed and even laughed some! [ ] never even noticed the difference until some of the other workers said they were happy she had joined them because she made their boss more relaxed and calm as opposed to tired and snappy. Shaking her thoughts away she noticed Hitoshi was still looking at her, head resting on his hands as he looked her over before looking at the mess of papers under him “You ordered them for me huh? What did i do to deserve such a wonderful assistant.” He said as [ ] felt the praise make her chest swell. “I try sir” , giving her another smile as he sat back in his chair. “I have another meeting this week I'd like you to sit in on. You're smart and can help me with notes on the lesson if you wouldn't mind?” opening a shut eye Hitoshi saw the confusion then joy that ran through [ ]’s eyes “I'd love to Sir! It'd be an honor to sit in and help you!” She said as he gave him a smile he was selfishly enjoying only for him “ Great. And you can call my Hitoshi [ ], no need for honorifics when we’re pretty good friends now hm?” giggling [ ] shook her head “Sure thing Hitoshi '' Ah there it was for him, the sweet sound of his name on her lips. Watching as she bowed and left he couldn't help the raging thoughts running through his head as his meetings for the day proceeded as planned.

The next few days were odd to say the least. After his meetings Hitoshi was more quiet, slipping in and out of his office without interaction or barely a glance at even his closest friends. He didn't tell [ ] what he needed, more of a list he left the night before and gave her small but barely there smiles when she brought them to him or even brought snacks as his days drained on. This was the boss shinsou she heard of , not the hitoshi she was accustomed to. One day as [ ] sat in her room across the way from her said boss she heard a call for her, someone saying that Mr.Shinsou was needing her. Nervous about what he could need from her when he's already in a bad mood she headed up to his office before knocking softly, hearing a grunt ‘Come in’ from the other side. His office was relatively dark, just the natural light coming from the gian window from behind his grand desk. And sitting at his desk was a sight to behold. There he was, long curly purple hair tousled around as his rolled up sleeves of his normal office clothes laid tightly against his forearm, the few top buttons of the dress shirt opened to reveal the hard muscles built up as a pro hero should have. A face of tiredness, irritability and overall done was evident on his features, but as soon as his eyes met [ ]’s they seemed to have life comeback to them “Ah, you got my message” He said, his voice was laced with sleep, if the darker than normal bags under them wasn't even enough. Even with his sounding half asleep [ ] couldn't help the fluttering she felt from hearing him sound more...rough around the edges than usual “Y-yes i did , seem like you're tired sir can i help with anything?” Now having the man turn fully to face her she saw the look in his eyes , an almost mischievous glint in them as he rolled his shoulders ``This might be an odd request but..mind helping me stretch? I've been keeping up with field work and in the office too but with it all I seem to be overworking my body, I'm sore all over and not getting sleep is well….doing its damage” he huffed out a laugh as [ ] tried to hide the shock and excitement of his questioning. Being that close to her boss, a man she's come to not only admire but has caught a bit of a crush on asking her for help? But she thought it over ‘ I'm his assistant , its what im paid for’

Strolling over to him she gently put her hands on his shoulders and pushed, hearing the male under her groan as he laid back into her gestures “Fuck...I knew youd be an amazing masseuse..” he grumbled under his breath as he laid father back, sliding his shoulders deepeer into her hands as [ ] tried not to let herself to be affected with her bosses words “Dont be shy [

], you can push harder on me , I won't break y'know..” Hitoshi joked as she laughed, pressing her nails into his shoulders as a sinful moan was ripped from his throat. Feeling her face heat up [ ] just rubbed the knots from his shoulders, suppressing a squeal as the sound the violet haired man made increased. Rubbing over the back of his neck and shoulders all of the main knots she felt seemed to have worked out. Softly she stepped away from him and called out “I-Im all done sir, unless you need more?” hearing him groan as he stood she was faced with dark eyes looking her over “Those little hands of yours did wonders for me sweetheart, i should have you be my physical therapist too” laughing [ ] pushed his chest and crossed over the side of his desk to the chair that was across from his “Oh please it was nothing but me trying to loosen up your muscles!” crossing his desk as well Hitoshi came behind his assistant, placing his much larger hands on her shoulders ``Well why don't I return the favor, you've been helping me with all this paperwork and now being a masseuse for me...it's the least I can do'' he whispered in her ear as she let out an involuntary whine , feeling his hands tighten with his warm breath hitting her ear. Taking his thumbs Hitoshi did the same, rolling her muscles out of being tight and wound up, but making sure to do more teasing than [ ] expected. Every so often he whispered “Is that okay?” or some type of small praise, making sure to acknowledge . He was drawing it out on purpose, making sure to move closer to her with every push, or have her whimper with a hard roll or pinch of his larger fingers. Just as she had done he pulled away , but not before rubbing up her arms and giving that same lazy smile “Well I hope i was able to compete with your expert massage” Still overwhelmed she just shook her head and agreed , letting their eyes mingle longer before the phone ringing broke the silence. Sighing Hitoshi went back to his seat, picking the line up before answering “Hello this is Mind Jack” rolling his eyes the man answered, pushing his rolling chair side to side as he was listening to whoever called. [ ] could see how tense he was starting to get, those same shoulders sinking back to their tense state as he continued to drain on with whoever was on the other side “Yeah...the back was the way they seemed to bring in other collateral. Taking a pen from his desk and scrap paper [ ] wrote ‘I can leave and get you some tea if you want it’ and slid it to the violet haired male, his eyes glancing to the paper and back to hers. Snorting he took the pen and replied ‘You're too cute. I'm fine.’ frowning she wrote back ‘But you look stressed again :(‘.

Before she could slide it to him the sound of him yelling shocked her “Well of course there's a problem , no ones keeping a proper tab on him!” Jumping slightly at his hand hitting the wooden desk [ ] covered her squeal, looking up to see the furious eyes of the intimidating man soften before he pointed to her, curling his finger for her to come closer. Hesitantly she did, getting very close before he patted a thigh, shocking the girl. Before she could question him he slid the paper back to her “im sorry :(, mind sitting down with me? Could use a different set of ears for whatever this shit he's telling me...Unless you're uncomfortable, consent is key here and i'm not an opportunist :)’ Smiling at the small note she crossed over his leg to sit in his lap, hesitantly placing her weight down before hearing the older sounding man say something “One second Shin, gotta go get some files and the line was silent. Pushing the speaker and setting the handle down on the holding phone, Hitoshi rubbed at his forehead “This is a pain….I guess the lead we hand on a drug distributor is true but no ones properly following him..I might need to leave the office to follow from higher ground” He spoke up after sensing [ ]’s eyes on his closed ones ``But you should be resting ‘toshi not overworking” [ ] said as she felt his hand wrapping around her waist “God you're too good for me woman, sometimes I wonder how I can keep my composer around such a good girl'' Straightening her back [ ] felt her face heat up , a tingle running though her spine as he continued, getting closer to her ear “Yknow, you're always on edge with me, why is that pretty girl?” Whimpering she felt his hand stroke the mesh of her stockings “Always wearing such cute little outfits...you're like a doll” holding in her breath she gasped when she felt his fingers pinch her thigh “You still didn't answer me [ ]...” Clearing her throat she spoke up “You're just a bit intimidating is all sir..hitoshi” shr admitted as he chuckled , tightening his grasp on her waist “So I intimidate you huh sweetheart?” moving his hand away he just laid back, giving [ ] rome to breathe “You can relax,, I'm used to others ebing a bit scared of me so it's not that big of a surprise.” chuckling, he continued “ You don't have to stay on me , I was just being selfish with you”

Feeling a bit sad at his wording, [ ] turned herself around to look at him, and immediately regretted it. He looked perfect, body sprawled and relaxed on the leather office chair, a similar button up, this time black , was still left open , leaving his neck opened to see. The lazy tired look he always radiates was there, being a sense of calm from him. Since he was in the office he now wore more jewelry , a set of plain titanium bands fit over his fingers. That casually was scrolling his phone. Feeling herself staring too much [ ] cleared her throat and whispered “Well I like you...so I like it up here” And that phrase snapped Hitoshi from his scrolling “What did you just say?” realizing her open thought to herself actually was heard by him she froze, starting to rise from his lap “Ah nothing just-” “[ ], what did you just say to me..” grabbing her arm before she could get far enough she was jerked back to his face. Questioning eyes stared back at the nervous and faltering ones that stared back. “I said I didn't mind being on your lap..” She said as he smirked “But why?” Looking away from his piercing stare she let out a small snort “Well because its kinda comfy” The smirk on his face turned into a grin “That's not what I heard kitten try again” Feeling the heat spread to her face she tried to pull here arm from him only for him to hold it tighter “I..didn't say anything else” clicking his tongue he got closer, putting his nose close others “You said you liked me, or maybe my own thoughts are starting to take over” “What do you mean Hitoshi..?” Flicking his eyes to hear he realized what could happen so taking in a breath he continued “If you don't say it then I will...I like you [ ], the months you've been working for me has been the best time for me...I'M selfish with you..and i want you all to myself..I'm the boss here afterwards, so no ones really gonna question if I decide to make you mines”

Gasping at his confession [ ] tried to hide her face until a hand grabbed her chin “But if I was wrong hearing what you said then..I won't push it” Letting her face and arm go he leaned back in that chair, looking at her. Sucking in her own breath [ ] looked at him and spoke “Yes, I said I liked you, and I do, I've had one since the third week here and now its been months, I enjoy being your assistant, I like being able to make you happy and I...really enjoy being around you..” Meeting his eyes again she saw his smile before he put his phone down “Well with that squared away.. Why don't you come here kitten” By dropping his voice and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt [ ] felt like she'd just opened one of the best and scariest doors she could imagine. That was, until the phone rerung. Side eyeing it Shinsou still held a hand out for her, pulling her swiftly to his lap before answering “Yes Sir?” he started again but this time his hand traveled south, rubbing up and down the back of [ ] as he listened to the man on the other side of the phone. Something he said made the boy grab her waist hard, causing her to let out a sound of discomfort. Hearing that the violet haired male looked at her before whispering a soft “Sorry” and pulling her closer. [ ] saw what he meant ; the senior officer was all over the place, no one knew where anything from the heroes’ agencies were, all the papers, notes and documents on the case seemed misplaced or missing pieces and parts.

Focused on listening to the man on the phone as well, she felt herself start to lay on his shoulder to better hear him, slightly curling up on her boss's lap. Gently a ring clad finger slid under [ ]’s shirt, the cool metal cooling off her burning skin. Still buzzing off his confession she decided to be a bit bold, jutting her hip out so he’d have a hand full of her thigh if he wanted to. Still talking to the man on the line, Shinsou threw her a look, raising a brow before taking the invitation to the now more exposed flesh. “Now Hitoshi-kun I think we could work on a few different ways to trap him, I can send some undercover men to join you in his apprehension, this is our fault for losing him and if we come up with a good enough plan we can begin to execute it!” Humming in agreement Shisou felt himself becoming distracted by his assistant who was whimpering at his ministrations, fingers tightening on his shoulder as she let him rub over her hip, down to her ass and squeezing , before with every touch going lower. “Sure sensei lets..work on some places that we could..potentially set up” feeling the ghosting lips of [ ] on his neck Shinsou slid his hand lower to cup over her cheek , a warning that he'd go lower. Pecking a spot on his neck was the push, the same ring clad fingers going between her skirt and pulling the mesh from her core, causing her to gasp out. Smirking as she got back was a kiss to her temple before he rubbed just his knuckle against her core that was starting to weep. Signing out in content she couldn't help herself, knowing that he still was on the phone with the man fumbling to write up things to fax over she grabbed the sides of his shirt to smash their lips together, a grunt falling from the violet as he groaned, dipping in to kiss her deeper until he heard his name “Hitoshi-kun?” Breathlessly he pulled away from the kiss, seeing [ ] pout as he grinned, stuffing a finger inside of the hole he made and pulled her soiled panties from her lower lips ``Ahem , yeah i'm here sir, sorry just had my assistant bring me some papers and I got distracted” Licking at his lips he continued to talk to the chief while rubbing her little bud casually talking to him as he faxed over details.

An agonizing half an hour later they were done and so was his teasing. As soon as the chief said he'd call later and they hung up [ ] was on him, trying to kiss him as he slipped his fingers out and away from the mess dripping between her legs ``Well well well, the kitten can be bold when it comes to being teased'' Letting out a high pitched whine she when to kiss him again but he moved, going for her neck. “Patience sweetheart, I'm not even gonna do anything.” Pulling her up higher on his lap and cradling her waist his lust filled eyes looked over her heaving chest and wide eyes looking at his “You okay? I didn't mean to scare you with how fast we were moving” Shinsou rasped out at her. Feeling heat creep up her neck she shook her head ``'m fine, great actually. Just very um..needy” Laughing at her words he leaned up to kiss her cheek “Well I hope you know i'm not done with you...I’ll let you finish those papers that were sent over...maybe if you be a good girl I'll give you more hm?” Teasing her Shinsou ran his lips over [ ]’s , the gap keeping them apart almost nonexistent as he licked at her lips , starting another deep kiss. Letting his fingers run over her hips he pulled her tucked shirt out more, unbuttoning the ones closest to him as [ ] did the same, not stripping themselves bare but just enough skin for the two to feel each other.

Letting one hand pull up her skirt and one wrapped around her throat Shinsou could feel the heat radiating from her clothed lower half that was runting over his straining hardon. Slowly he grabbed her hip to stop her rocking. Before pulling away from the kiss, both breathing hard against the other “H-hitoshi...you're a tease” clicking his tongue the male gave her a look “If anything you're the tease kitten, rutting against me like that..and then kissing my neck? Naughty girl you wanted my attention and now that you're getting it you wanna whine about it and beg about it not being enough. I promise i'll give you more kitten, I promise you I will...I really wanted to give you a proper date and be able to show you I don't want you as something quick and damn sure not easy.. but at this rate...I'll end up pounding you on this desk like the little brat you are until you learn how to listen [ ], who knew you'd get bratty if you're not being stuffed and begging for more” Kissing her cheek Shinsou let her sigh and start to semi get dressed to get the papers ``You still could take em on a date though…” She said softly as his eyes watched her smooth and fixed her skirt “That I will do” Laughing [ ] awkwardly tried to pull the stockings she had underneath the tiger to fix the hole he made. Watching her struggle was now Shinsous task as his assistant pulled and tugged, soon hearing another rip as she struggled “Take them off” Blinking, [ ] faced him “H-Huh?” “I said take them off, they'll be off soon anyways” Pointing to the clock he was right ; they only had a bit more left in the office before they'd be going home for the day. “O-Oh yeah..But what about-” “If you're nervous I'll walk you to your car, you don't have to worry about feeling exposed” As i f he was reading her thoughts Shinsou spoke, making [ ] feel her heart rise in her throat “Okay...well uhm thank you sir” feeling even more heat in her chest she left out and did as such, feeling the cool air of the building raised goosebumps on her skin. Sighing, she grabbed the stack of papers on the printer, starting to work on them for her teasing boss.

Sticking to his word Shinsou did walk her to her car, a pleasant conversation falling between the two “Well,” her boss started “It looks like we’ll be up to more faxing tomorrow, I’ll see what we’ll need tonight. Thanks for listening in too, oh and for my massage” Giving [ ] a smile he opened her car door for her and turned to leave before feeling a hand grab his wrist “Wait!” Looking back at her he saw how beautiful she looked ; hair a bit disheveled, shirt and skirt not as neat as it was before their little...break. “Yes [ ]?” she didn't understand it, it was like nothing happened . He was the calm and level headed boss instead of the teasing and fierce lover she had hours ago “Well...nothing, it's nothing” Knowing what she was going to ask he stepped closer, pushing her back against her car. Taking his hands and gently placing them on her hips he pushed himself impossibly closer, just until their lips were over each other “Oh don't worry that wasn't a fluke. I told you kitten, I'm not an opportunist , I wanted you to be comfortable before I even attempted to admit my feelings for you, especially in that way” Giving her a soft peck he pulled away “Goodnight [ ] i'll see you tomorrow yeah?” and with that he started to head for his own car.

The following day [ ] made it a point to dress a bit more risky. Wearing a deep v cut and slit up the thigh black dress that was still acceptable for work with a long sweater she came in early to work on all the filing that would need to be done. Hearing a rep on her door she looked up to see one of the other girls come in “Ouuu look at you, whos the lucky person?” Laughing [ ] continued to order “Ah whatever do you mean?” The girl, Mina, came closer. “All of your outfits are cute or a bit womandly but this, this is a minx in disguise , like you're gonna go on a fancy date but really worried about the desert afterwards if you catch my drift.” Laughing with her best friend [ ] shook her head “I wanted to switch it up, honest!” Giving her a questioning look Mina laughed at herself “We’ll see, I bet Mr.Shinsou will enjoy what you're wearing” Eying her pink haired friend and about to ask why she said that they heard someone else open the office floor door.

“Ah hello sir! Welcome in!” “Good Morning Mina” Oh, OH it was the man of the hour, Shinsou entering the place. As he walked by he too, was out of his usual attire; still ring cladded fingers but a more civilian look going on. Skinny black jeans and a t-shirt help reveal the mass that a pro hero could be. Sure he wasn't a super hulk but he was very well built , long hair pulled into a messy bun. Looking up she saw Mina mouthing the words “He's a hunk” and fanning her face. Waving at her and giggling she heard his office door reopen “Ah Mina, would you mind helping the lower floors until the rest of the team gets in, they seem to have messed up your guys parts. You too [ ]” The both of them looked at the papers that were supposed to come in to them and sure enough ; they had “Yeah i'll go! I know [ ] has more important papers to fill out!” Cheerfully she headed out , leaving the floor empty to her and Shinsou “[ ]” “S-sir?” Glancing up from the papers she saw him leaning over the door frame, eyes studying what he could see of her outfit through her sweater “C’mere..” was all he said as he slinked back into his office. Nervously she left the papers at her desk and headed into his, hearing the soothing jazz in the background “Shut the door too” Pushing the heavy wood until it shut she laid against it, looking at her boss who sat at his desk. “So..how's all the paperwork going?” Nodding her head she let out a soft “Good” before letting the quiet jazz fill the room. Leaning forward and taking a sip from an iced coffee he pointed to the door “You can lock it too” Sucking in a breath [ ] twisted the lock, hearing it click as the room now seemed a bit suffocating. “Whats up sir?” Sighing, Shinsou stood, stretching before he strolled over to her “ Now Kitten..didn't I say we didn't have to do honorifics..” feeling like a deer in headlights she started to move backwards until she hit her back on the door. Smirking he pushed his hand against the frame, trapping her between his arms “R-right...sorry ‘toshi” The smell of the same body wash and cologne took up her air and made her knees feel weak “That's a good girl, now come, sit and i'll show you what we’re gonna be working on” Following shakely behind her boss she saw he was messing with his capture gear behind his desk “Ah the reason i'm dressed so down today is for that very reason; we were gonna go initiate a look around for our guy..trying to see if anyone who works with or knows him is around then i'll take them in for questioning” Nodding her head [ ] fiddled with the weapon , rubbing the fabric “it's so interesting how soft it is” Flicking his wrist the fabric moved to wrap around her wrists and tightened, causing her to gasp “sorry , I couldn't help it” Stepping behind her Shinsou pushed his hips into hers and pulled her up to his chest “toshi...whatre-” “Shhhh, quiet princess..it's time to show you how I can handle you” wrapping his fist around the two straps he used the leverage to keep her tied up before he placed her on his desk. Starting a searing kiss the two of them made out on it, hips pushing into each other as shinsou drew out her sounds. Pulling away heaving the two of them smiled at the other “Fuck..can I?” Rubbing at her colthed slit and starting to bite at her neck, not knowing where to start with her he asked for permission “Y-yes please , please touch me” Smirking against her neck he sucked a few marks before moving lower to her heaving chest to leave more marks. As he got to her thighs he made a show going between them “Shit love...you just had to dress like

a little slut huh..you knew I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you..” biting at the thickest part of her inner thigh, before sucking another mark there.

Pushing her dress higher he sucked in a breath at the sight. She was wearing full laced panties, the pair thin enough to see everything she had to offer. Letting out a low whistle Shinsou kissed against the heat of her pussy, bathing in the moan of his assistant. Pulling off her panties and looking up to the heavy breathing [ ] he winked at her before sucking at her clit. A loud moan ripped from her chest as she tried to widen her legs to give him more room. Enjoying himself by making her cry , Shinsou moaned over her lower lips before sucking harshly at her sensitive bud. As pleasured whining fell and tumbled from [ ]’s lips he pulled away, stuffing a thick finger in her sopping walls. “C’mon love, let loose for me” “T-toshi! Please..” Feeling her mind get hazy with a push of a button in her walls. The coil in her stomach felt tight and rapidly getting tighter before she came, runting her hips against his fingers that continued to pump in her “Good girl..thats my sweet kitten” Overwhelmed by all the simulation [ ] looked up the the dark look of her boss who untied the ends of his capture gear. Pulling at the fabric he laid her over the desk and started to rock his tip against her sopping core. Wrapping a hand around her throat he leaned down to push their faces closer as he started to enter into her slowly. Trying to help ease the stretch Shinsou kissed her hard, shushing her loud sounds as he started to bottom out. Once he did get to bottom out the two of them sighed in content , eyes looking at each other “[ ].....I promise i'll be gentle I can't hold back anymore..you're mine you understand?” He growled out.

Clenching over him [ ] agreed, arching her back into him “Im yours Hitoshi...mark me” And with that he started a brutal pace, holding her hands with one of his own while the other held her thigh open. As the two groaned and moaned against each others lips [ ] felt herself clench hardr as another wave of an oragsm filled her mind. Seeing her tired and fucked out face filling her senses, Shinsou grinds, rubbing a pair of fingers over her clit “I'm such a close kitten.. ‘M gonna fill you up, can I?” Panting out to her he tightened his gear over her wrists as her pleasure teary eyes found his “please..inside Im on the pill its okay!” Feeling a shiver go down his spine he sped his hips up, going to fill her up as he started pumping his cum in her fluttering walls , a weak spasm was her wall's response to his fill. Letting her eyes fall shut [ ] felt shinsou breathing against her neck as her still tied hands reached to rub his back. Feeling him start to kiss her neck [ ] let out a content sigh “Hey..[ ]” he called out as she hummed “Once You recuperate we’ll go for round two...Im nowhere near done with you”

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