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bleach-your-panties · 5 months

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New Post! Sincember Event❄️❄️

Rating: Highly Suggestive/Light Smut🍭🍡

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

▶️sugar - maroon 5

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

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

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

Crickets.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

—-

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

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

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

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

—-

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh shit! Y/N, are you alright?!’

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

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

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

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

“Y/N…?”

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

“Can I kiss you, Riki?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“S-shit…”

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

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

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

“Fuck, babe…I-”

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

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

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

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

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

Denki's grin just widened.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

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

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opalofoctober · 2 years

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[2022 edit - 2021 edit - original]

I felt like my redesign was a bit plain, so I decided to redo it when I stumbled upon Satou’s concept design (which I never saw before? how?) and integrated a bit of it into my redesign.

#ngl i feel like my editing skills have vastly improved #also i did not know my first sato edit was over a year ago omg #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #sato rikido #satou rikidou #bnha edit #bnha redesign #opalofoctoberedits

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myheroacademia-polls · 1 month

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Yeah those lips come from racist caricatures of African people so you really just shouldn't do them lmaoo

#mha #poll #polls #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #rikido sato #rikido satou

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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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

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

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nirvanox182 · 2 years

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Rikido Sato from My Hero Academia.

Original Drawing Date: April 26 2022.

Sato reminds me a lot to Ultimate Muscle, does anyone remember Ultimate Muscle?

I wish I have a friend with Sato's skill to cook, I'd sure love to eat those delicious cakes he makes hahaha. Imagine having a quirk in which sugar gives you strenght, you'll never have to worry about calories hurting you or things like diabetes and stuff like that, man I surely envy him.

#art #drawing #dibujos #dibujo #anime #boku no hero academia #boku no hero art #my hero academia #pencilart #rikido sato #sato rikido #satou rikidou #boku no hero au #class 1a #mha #bnha

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vamandi · 1 year

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rikidō satō palette

"open your ears! you might have some special power, but . . . we understand how you feel! we all feel the same way! you gotta hear us out!"

aoyama • ashido • asui • īda • uraraka • ojiro • kaminari • kirishima • kōda • satō • shōji • jirō • sero • tokoyami • todoroki • hagakure • bakugō • midoriya • mineta • yaoyorozu

#bnha #bnha edit #u.a.#satō rikidō #color palette #mha #mha edit #sato rikido #satou rikidou

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ochazuku · 2 years

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Missing Ingredient

At 12.06am, an anxious (and nauseous) Yaoyorozu shows up at Satou's door with eight half-eaten cakes and a desperate plea for help.

Half an hour later, Satou cracks the mystery, and Yaoyorozu cracks the eggs.

(Click here to read on ao3)

Three raps on the door.

Must be the building rats again. Satou ignores the noises, continuing to brush his teeth with the amount of care needed to prevent cavities resulting from a diet high in sugar (hardly an understatement).

Three raps on the door again. Strange, hardly anyone comes to visit. Plus, what could anyone want at 12.05am? Satou starts to conjure images of emergency situations (hardly a surprise, given the type of school they’re in), until…

“Satou-san? Are you in?” comes a female voice from the door.

Yaoyorozu?!

“Yaoyorozu-san?!” Satou almost shrieks, toothbrush in hand, slightly foaming at the mouth.

“Good, I thought you might have been asleep,” Yaoyorozu places her free hand at her forehead. In her unfree hand is a trolley with trays holding eight…beige-blobs that seem to be half-eaten chiffon cakes. Judging from the slight fragrance, Satou knows they must in fact be half-eaten chiffon cakes. In her face is anxiety (along with visible streaks of nausea), and Satou wonders what in the world could be the matter.

“I’m extremely sorry to be intruding on your rest time at this hour, but I have an urgent request.” Her voice is wobbling, and she looks like she is about to faint any moment.

“N-no worries at all, but please come in and have a seat first,” is all Satou can manage, dumbfounded and confused and sleepy but also completely awake, and he wonders what in the world could be the matter.

“Sorry, I only have cheap green tea in here,” Satou sets his most expensive-looking teacup down on his table in front of Yaoyorozu, slightly sheepish but worried and sincere. “Nonetheless, I hope it can calm you down at least a bit. Green tea has antioxidant properties, I think.”

“Thank you very much,” Yaoyorozu says softly and sadly, downing the entire cup in one go (not noticing Satou’s jaw reaching the floor at how she just managed to drink boiling water like it was nothing, reaching slightly for his phone for ease of calling Recovery Girl’s office any time).

Yaoyorozu puts her palms together as if to make a slight prayer, and before Satou can ask, she forms the words for him.

“Can you give me a crash course on baking? I’m so sorry, I know it’s in the middle of the night, but I need to get this cake out by tomorrow.”

Huh?

“Huh?” is Satou’s eloquent response. “Wait, Yaoyorozu-san, aren’t you supposed to be able to make just about anything using your Quirk?” Right, and she doesn’t even need baking utensils, ingredients or ovens! Imagine the financial savings this superpower must bring, goes Satou’s brain enviously.

“Yes,” is Yaoyorozu’s sad-sounding response. “But unfortunately I can’t seem to make the cake taste right. I even used the exact same proportions of each ingredient you told me from that time, down to the very atom.” She conjures a metal fork from her wrist and hands it to Satou. “Please feel free to give it a try and I think you’ll know what I mean.”

He takes the fork, forgetting that he has just brushed his teeth (even if only midway). Amazingly enough, all eight cakes in front of him bear striking resemblances to each other. In fact, they all bear a striking resemblance to the one he was baking in the midst of the room contest they held when they first moved in; how?!

Tasting them one by one, the resemblance between only grows uncannier…except that this time, they don’t exactly taste like that cake he baked. They somewhat do, but…also somewhat don’t.

He wants to say they taste perfect; in fact they do. But something feels off.

Tasting them one by one again, he thinks he kinds of gets it.

They’re too perfect.

“Yaoyorozu-san,” he clears his throat. “They are very good. But…”

“But…?” Yaoyorozu’s eyes fixate on his; they are on fire – Satou knows this probably means a lot to her, given her perfectionistic nature, but if he isn’t one to never betray his baker soul then he doesn’t know what he is.

“But they taste like carbon-”

“-CARBON?! THAT BAD?!” Yaoyorozu almost shrieks, placing a hand on her heart.

“C-carbon copies of each other! Carbon copies!!!” Satou holds onto Yaoyorozu’s shoulders to prevent her from fainting. “They taste too perfect. They taste almost…”

“…mechanical?” Yaoyorozu continues for him, visibly slightly relieved, but still concerned.

“…Yeah. They almost taste factory-made.” He hurriedly continues, just in case “factory-made” carries a negative connotation. “I mean factory-made in a very well-maintained factory, with extremely strict quality control and top-class ingredients.”

“Oh,” Yaoyorozu puts a hand to her chin, stroking it slightly. “That doesn’t sound so bad, but I wonder what could be the problem. It still doesn’t taste like the one you made the other day, which stole the hearts of all men and women and rabbits present.”

Satou pauses to think for a bit; something in that sentence sounded weird to his sleepy brain. (Rabbits? Oh, Yuwai-chan.)

“Yeah…mine wasn’t perfect. I also didn’t use very good ingredients, because I can only afford what’s from the discount store, given the mass-production scale of my need for cake.” Satou pauses to breathe before continuing. “But there is indeed one missing ingredient in your cake, compared to mine.”

“A missing ingredient? What could it be?”

Satou breathes, bracing himself slightly.

“…love. The missing ingredient is love,” he says, at the same time believing wholeheartedly in the truth of what he said, and also not believing that he said it. But, if he isn’t one to never betray his baker soul then he doesn’t know what he is.

“Love?” Yaoyorozu pauses slightly, thoughtfully. “Your love? If you don’t mind elaborating on what you mean…your love for…?”

“Cake.” Satou clears his throat, steadying his voice. “My love for cake.” (Love comes in many forms. For Satou Rikido, it’s cake.)

“Huh?” is Yaoyorozu’s eloquent response.

She takes a moment to think, before sadly continuing. “If that’s the case, I’m afraid I can’t do it after all.”

“Why? You don’t love cake??” Satou almost shrieks. What a sad life that must be!, goes the baker-soul part of Satou’s sleep-needy brain.

“I mean, I do like cake, especially the ones you make.” Yaoyorozu sighs. “But ever since the teachers started making me consume large volumes of cake to practice producing many things at one go, I don’t think I can ever look at cake the same way anymore.” She puts her hand over her mouth.

What a sad life that must be!, almost goes Satou. (Though, some part of him actually resonates…he does remember the day they stood side-by-side, equally traumatised, bonding over their newfound dislike for dessert.)

“I’m very sorry to hear that,” Satou says sincerely.

Yaoyorozu continues, face getting very slightly greener. "And I don't think I can even look at cake at all now, having repeatedly sampled all of these factory-made-tasting cakes earlier on, in desperate attempts to troubleshoot my problem."

Satou rushes to get his rubbish bin over, on standby. Luckily, Yaoyorozu only looks nauseous.

Satou sighs sympathetically. “But if you don’t mind telling me…what are you making all this cake for?”

Yaoyorozu goes beet-red, seeming to want to say something but really at a loss for words, and it’s a new look on her, is what Satou thinks. He waits for her to continue.

“…it’s Todoroki-kun’s birthday tomorrow. Plus, he looked really conflicted after that kid said his blue left eye was ugly and uncool, and I was thinking of ways to cheer him up.”

Oh.

Satou has known it all along. The way she looks at Todoroki, flinching just slightly every time. The way she speaks about Todoroki, voice dropping just a few decibels softer than when she utters any other name.

And, frankly… he’s been rooting for her all along. (He overheard the girls the other day talking about something called…OTP, or something like that. If he ever has an OTP then he reckons it’ll be this. Because, where on earth can you find two living beings so compatible, really?)

The look on Yaoyorozu’s face is so conflicted, Satou’s heart sinks to the floor. He decides to prevent his ship from suffering the same fate.

What can he do to help, though? He puts a hand to his chin, stroking it slightly. He puts the other hand to his forehead, rubbing it vigorously, as if to make idea-genies appear. Think, Rikido, think. If the missing ingredient is love…

“If the missing ingredient is love, then you definitely have it in your possession.” Satou says decisively.

”Really?!” A glimmer of hope lights up in the once-forsaken night sky that is Yaoyorozu’s eyes.

“Yes, definitely. It’s just that…”

”…just that…?!”

“It’s just that we’re just going to have to put it in by hand.”

“Huh?” is Yaoyorozu’s eloquent response.

Approximately two-hundred grams of flour, hundred and twenty grams of sugar, hundred grams of butter, six eggs, and two hours later, Yaoyorozu and Satou have two slightly-overbaked chiffon cakes in front of them, one to test and one to gift.

They take a bite of the test cake.

“It’s…” Satou struggles to find the word.

“…not perfect,” Yaoyorozu finds the words for him. “But for some reason, it tastes right.”

“Yeah,” Satou grins, baker soul burning. “It’s full of love. I can taste it now.”

Yaoyorozu lights up. “I think I can taste it too!”

“And I know what could make this cake even better.”

Yaoyorozu doesn’t need to begin forming the question with her lips, before Satou disappears into the mini kitchen; shortly after, he emerges, brandishing a bottle of whipped cream, strawberries and a single blueberry. She appraises the new ingredients slightly.

“I think I understand the whipped cream and strawberries. Strawberry shortcake, right? But may I ask…” She pauses slightly.

“…What is with the single blueberry??”

Satou’s lips form into a soft smile. This single blueberry will be what is needed to nourish his one true pairing.

“This is his blue eye. I chose the most perfectly round and ripe blueberry so you can tell him how beautiful it is.”

At 3.06am, a no-longer-anxious (nor nauseous) Yaoyorozu heads out of Satou's door with one uneaten shortcake, filled with strawberries (and blueberry), impeccably adorned to resemble its upcoming recipient.

“How can I ever repay you,” Yaoyorozu’s eyes brim with tears, pulling Satou in for a hug.

“Ever happy to help, Yaoyorozu-san.” Satou’s eyes brim with tears too, from the prospect of his ship setting sail, and from the sleep deprivation. “You don’t have to repay me at all! Really.” Except maybe he could use a refill of the flour, eggs and dairy, goes the rational part of his brain.

“Really? At least let me reimburse you for the ingredients,” Yaoyorozu frowns.

“You don’t have to pay me money, remember? You just have to make the ingredients using your power.”

A light bulb seems to light up in Yaoyorozu’s brain. “I’ll make you ingredients any time you need, in future, for free!” Her face, too, lights up. “But at least let me pay a small tuition fee for the lesson today?”

“No tuition fee needed, Yaoyorozu-san!” Satou grins. “Just keep me updated on what he thinks.”

The next morning, at the bathroom sink, an agitated-looking Mineta accosts a tired Satou yawning while brushing his teeth, almost too sleep-deprived to notice him at all.

“I saw Momo-san enter your room at around midnight yesterday.” Mineta crosses his arms, eyebrow waggling in a haphazard way, perhaps conflicted with the torrent of equal parts envy and curiosity. “What were you doing?”

Having the most miraculous encounter of his boring life so far, is what Satou wants to say.

“Making friends,” is what he does say. “And setting sail my OTP.”

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11th January, 12.03p.m.

From: Yaoyorozu-san

Satou-san, I’m so nervous…😵💫

11th January, 12.04p.m.

To: Yaoyorozu-san

You can do this, Yaoyorozu-san! I’ve got your back! Don’t worry, the cake was amazing!

And still is!

Also, you can call me Rikido!

11th January, 12.06p.m.

From: Yaoyorozu-san

Okay, Rikido! But only if you call me Momo in return. 😊

I’m giving it to him now. Wish me luck!!!

11th January, 12.06p.m.

To: Momo

🍀I await your good news excitedly. 💪🏻

11th January, 4.07p.m.

From: Momo

Rikido!!! He really liked it 😊

And he actually cried and gave me a hug when I told him about the blueberry.

And…we’re together now.

How can I ever repay you.

11th January, 4.10p.m.

To: Momo

OMG! I’M SO HAPPY I COULD CRY!!

You can repay me…by the two of you being happy.

And send me regular updates on how you two are doing.

And come to me whenever you need to make some cake.

And maybe help me create some ingredients using your Quirk sometimes. (Just sometimes.)

And… keep being my friend.

I mean!!! Only if you want.

11th January, 4.15p.m.

From: Momo

I’ll be more than honoured to do all of the above!!!

And what are you talking about!? Aren’t we already best friends!?

I’m honoured you also want to stay friends. 😊

#yaoyorozu momo #satou rikido #satou rikidou #BNHA #MHA #boku no hero academia #boku no hero fanfic #my hero academia #my hero academia fanfic #my hero academia fanfiction #boku no hero academia fanfic #boku no hero academia fanfiction

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joyxcelestia · 7 months

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Some of My Hero Academia aesthetics of Rikido Sato with some face claim.

Unfortunately, Rikido Sato doesn’t have any stage actor on the My Hero Academia : The “Ultra” Stage (or I didn’t find it🥲).

The choice of the face claim are my opinion, that’s how I see Rikido for the purpose of my Wattpad stories.

Edits made by me.

I hope that you like the aesthetics of Rikido.

Have a great day❤️

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shinzuku · 9 months

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my favourite bnha headcanons!!

— (sexualities & gender)

midoriya izuku

agender and pansexual

often switches between masc presenting and fem presenting

they/them

todoroki shouto

gender-nonconforming, asexual and demiromantic

he/they

uraraka ochako

genderfluid and pansexual

she/he/they but it really depends on whatever she's feeling

asui tsuyu

agender and aroace

she/her

iida tenya

gay gay gay gay gay gay gay

yaoyorozu momo

genderdoe and lesbian

she/they

tokoyami fumikage

transmasculine, asexual and gay

he/it

shinsou hitoshi

trans ftm, asexual and gay

he/him

hatsume mei

non-binary and aroace

they/them

bakugou katsuki

unlabelled

he/him

kirishima eijirou

aroace

he/him

ashido mina

trans mtf and omnisexual

she/her

kaminari denki

demiboy and bisexual

he/they

sero hanta

cishet ally

he/him

jirou kyouka

bigender, asexual, biromantic

she/he

shouji mezou

pansexual

he/him

hagakure tooru

aroaceflux

she/her

kouda kouji

non-binary, asexual and panromantic

they/them

ojirou mashirao

pansexual

he/him

satou rikido

questioning

he/him

aoyama yuuga

genderfluid and gay

she/her

mineta minoru

um,, no idea tbh

he/him

monoma neito

unlabelled

she/her

kendou itsuka

lesbian

she/her

tsunotori pony

pangender and pansexual

any pronouns

yanagi reiko

lesbian

she/it

aizawa shouta

agender, asexual and gay

they/them

yamada hizashi

gender nonconforming and pansexual

he/they/she

kayama nemuri

demigirl and bisexual

she/they

iida tensei

bisexual <3

he/him

shigaraki tomura / shimura tenko

trans ftm, asexual and biromantic

he/him

toga himiko

girlflux and bisexual

she/it/they

dabi / todoroki touya

gay

he/him

mr. compress / sako atsuhiro

trans ftm and gay

he/him

twice / bubaigawara jin

demisexual and gay

he/him

spinner / iguchi shuichi

non-binary and gay

they/them

usagiyama rumi

lesbian

she/her

fukukado emi

trans mtf and lesbian

she/her

takami keigo

gay

he/him

todoroki enji

bisexual

he/him

todoroki fuyumi

pansexual

she/her

todoroki natsuo

bisexual aromantic

he/him

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #sexualities #sexuality headcanons #gender headcanons #gender stuff #midoriya izuku #shinsou hitoshi #class 1a #uraraka ochako #todoroki shouto #bakugou katsuki #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #kaminari denki

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epickiya722 · 1 year

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You know who I can see being the most popular kid at UA?

SATOU RIKIDO!

He's a sweet guy! He is!

You know how he bakes? And also shares what he bakes because he is also a great guy?

What if he just doesn't share his pastries with his classmates, but with everyone?

Class B, the staff, other students!

He would have definitely baked some damn delicious chocolate chip cookies and brought them to lunch one day and a passing student had asked for one and he's just like "Oh, sure" and they taste the cookie and it's the most euphoric moment of their life. Eventually, it gets spread around that Satou is an amazing baker and everyone wants to eat a slice of cake or try a muffin from him.

Lunch Rush would definitely work with the kid.

A bonus, because he bakes so much, he often smells like sweets so sometimes people think he has baked something and he's like "No" and they realize he just smells like that.

#i just think satou is great #other kids on campus have fallen for him i just know it #he bakes and cooks!!#who wouldn't adore him?#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #just kiya's thoughts #satou rikidou #rikidou satou #sato rikido #rikido sato #class 1a #bnha headcanon

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doodlegraveyard · 2 years

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Class 1A Lineup: Rikido Sato | Sugar Rush | (8/19)

[Image description: Pencil and watercolor sketch of a hero costume redesign for Sato. He is a big guy with a thick trunk and a soft muscular build wearing an athleticwear inspired outfit in shades of candy pink and white. His shirt is styled in a peppermint-like swirl, over which is a super-cropped pink hoodie with spikey shoulder guards that resemble the Japanese sugar candy konpeito. The pink spike motif continues onto his belt and the wrist guards of his white gloves. Pink cargo pants and chunky pink and white high tops complete the costume. He is wearing a pink star sticker on his cheek. End description.]

#sato rikido #rikido sato #satou rikidou #bnha redesign #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #class 1a costume lineup

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another-rational-deception · 2 years

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

ofc

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

Mezo Shoji

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

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

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

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

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

But he does think it’s pretty neat :)

Rikido Sato

Honestly, I headcanon that he has vitiligo as well

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

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

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

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

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

Koji Koda

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

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

He’s most curious about how it feels

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

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

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

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

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

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