#bottom monoma

[ptq3000]

top or bottom??

nsfw!! minors, do not interact.

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bakusquad:

> bakugo is a top unless you had enough and try to top him. he finds it so attractive when you top him, so please do. definitely leaves bruises and hickeys on you in the most obvious places

> kirishima is a switch, a soft top or bottom. he's only super dominant if it's jealousy sex. or unless you ask..AND OMG. kirishima's aftercare is just. the. best. soft kisses, him apologizing for being rough on you, and cuddling right after.

> denki says he's a top, but everyone knows that's bullshit. he's such a bottom. he's literally so clingy and he's jello the second you give him affection. but the second he's jealous or you want to explore, the sex is very rough. bruises, edging, and zaps from his quirk all night long.

> sero is a switch, through and through. he mainly tops you, but once in a while, he's bottom. he thinks it's cute when you try to top him, but unless he lets you, you're still the bottom for the night. definitely uses his tape to tie you up which is how he found out that he's got a bondage kinkk

> mina is a top. no doubt. we love her, we stan her, but she's such a brat in bed. edging you, quick kisses that leave you wanting more, teasing your *cough* uh yea *cough* with her tongue. she has you whining for more and eyes glazed over with lust. she'll make you feel good, but she's gotta mess with you first. bc like.. where's the fun if she doesn't?

> jirou, baby, she's a bottom. she may look mean and stuff, but no. she's super soft and sweet in bed. the tough exterior fades behind closed doors. she loves your chest, always wanting to mark it. do let her, it'll make her fuzzy inside.

izucrew:

> izuku is a bottom. he's just way too shy to be a top. but that's ok bc you still love him. he's a little inexperienced, so you gotta show him how to please you. don't worry though, he's a fast learner

> shoto is a switch? i don't really know. i feel like it would depend on how you start it bc baby..shoto has no fucking clue what he's doing. he's very inexperienced, so you gotta guide him. but it's ok, it's ok, shoto will please you once he gets the hang of it.

> uraraka is a bottom, but she definitely knows how to do everything. she says she doesn't watch any porn or anything, she just hears things. but like..baby, im pretty sure she does watch porn to learn how to please you first. i mean, in bed, it definitely works,..

> tsuyu is a bottom. she has a little knowledge on how to please you, but you gotta slowly teach her. she's a little clueless..but don't worry! she quickly gets it and it feels euphoric.

> iida is a switch. soft dom and bottom, just like kirishima. he's always focused on making you finish first. he's a little stiff in bed,, so when you take over for him, he's cumming so quickly. he admires you and he absolutely loves you, so even if he says he'll be fine without you pleasuring him, you gotta return the favor :((

miscellaneous:

> yaoyarozu is a BOTTOM. ik some people think she's a top and i can see it, but NO. she's a bottom. she is putty in your hands after the first kiss. she's a little tease, but she doesn't really realize that she's doing it, which just makes the situation a little bit better

> shinsou is a top, always working to make you feel good in bed bc he's scared you'll leave him. no matter how many times you assure him that you won't, he still got doubts. vanilla sex all the way, it's usually never rough. sex is like a comfort for the both of you, limbs tangled and skin close as you both love through the night.

> monoma is a bratty bottom. he won't make it easy for you and sometimes to make things even more difficult for you, he tops you. please control this man's mouth, omg.. he's so noisy in bed. grunting, moaning, whining. you have to gag it with a cloth and tie his hands above his head so he stops taking it off...great, now he's got a bondage kink

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> shindo is a top. through and through baby. he's definitely used his quirk on you in bed before, which caused you to let out a really loud moan. he teased you for it later, don't worry. omg, and this man is constantly leaving you with marks all over, whether it's from spanking you or just being so rough it caused bruises.

> tamaki...my baby..bottom. he's a bottom. obviously. he's so shy abt your first time doing it together, and he's so careful. he doesn't want to hurt you too much, so you take the lead. and once he's comfortable, he's moaning into your ears so loud. you have to kiss him to reassure him that he's doing perfectly. honestly, it's a very wholesome experience considering it's sex :(((

a/n: AHHH OMGGG. im super nervous abt posting this, but it's okk.. it's ok. i do hope you enjoy this one though <33

edit #1 - i totally forgot abt my baby tamaki, so fixed that for you babes

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[manlywitch]

Hi! Could I make a request? Monoma x Male reader smut.

Where Monoma is jealous seeing that her boyfriend spends more time with class 1-A? The rest I would like to leave to your imagination!

I am so sorry if my request is not understandable, English is not my main language. If you don't find this request comfortable, you can ignore it if you like! Thank you!

Sure thing dude ^^

Also, we don't judge English here. It's not my main language either /srs( ￣▽￣).

I've been noticing a pattern where I only have written for blonde guys rn.. (excluding Alastor)

<🏵Type- Smut {🔞}

<🏵 NSFW -16 dni

<🏵reader- Male!reader.

<🏵character(s)- Monoma Neito.

<🏵warnings/TW- degration, NSFW content, suggested humiliation?

<🏵proofread?- ❌️ (I was too tired..)

Fem aligned dni

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Monoma clenched his fists in anger as he stared at his boyfriend, who was happily talking to some morons from class 1-A.

He was grumbling and cursing under his breath as he complained about it to Kendo, who just ate her lunch trying to ignore the blondes childish antics.

"I will not tolerate him talking to those freaks..." he said to the red-head who wanted to leave this idiot alone but couldn't since she cared too much about him.

『⋇⊶⊰time skip⊱⊷⋇』

And here you laid you're ass being rammed up by Neito's dick as you couldn't make any noises since he gagged you with a piece of cloth.

You're body was littered with freshly made hickeys and other marks that made everyone know you were 'claimed' by someone.

You were laying on the carpet a pillow under you're bottom so Neito had better access to you're ass. Also...You were laying infront of a mirror.

Neito smirked as he sped up, muffled moans coming out of you're mouth as his dick hit you're prostate.

He was squeezing and rubbing you're balls as he also had put a cock ring around you're dick not letting you have you're release.

He groaned as you tightened around his cock making him almost cum.

He groaned and put both his hands on you're hips as he came inside you.

Muffled whines and moans escaped you're mouth as he started stroking you're cock with one hand, the other hand on you're hip.

He pushed his cock in deeper his balls slapping against you're ass as he sped up even more making you feel overstimulated.

He loosened his grip on you're hips when he was done cumming.

He came down from his high.

He pulled out and looked as his white seed dripped out of you're ass.

He smirked and sat you down on his lap looking at you.

He grabbed his phone and started making pictures of you're lewd expression.

He smirked and let go of you making you fall weakily onto his chest.

He removed the cock ring and smirked as you came instantly you're white seed squirting onto his stomach and you're thighs in long ropes.

He stroked you're thighs as he whispered.

"Such a little slut.." he said as he stroked some of the hickeys on you're thighs muffled whimpers coming out of you're mouth.

He put you down onto his bed and looked at the pictures he took.

"Look at how much of a whore you look here.." he said as he scrolled through the pictures.

He noticed you fell asleep and decided you didn't deserve cuddles since you were such a whore, oh, and the fact you talked to Class-1a still bothered him.

He slept on the couch in his room that night.

『⋇⊶⊰time skip⊱⊷⋇』

The next morning he woke up noticing you were gone, probably back to you're dorm room.

He put on some clothes and walked out the door.

He went to the common room with the elevator.

He then saw Vlad king and principal Nezu standing there...With the entire class around them.

He walked to the group wanting to know what was going on.

Nezu started talking about how they think there might be a spy at UA and said that he and Vlad king were gonna check everyone's phone for evidence.

"And we'll start with photos and videos" Nezu said.

"First of, Monoma.." Vlad king said as he signed Monoma over to give him his phone.

Let's just say....

You and Monoma had a nice time explaining stuff to the both of them.

I always love new requests, so absolutely send them in when you get an idea!!🌻

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[subbyalbedo]

Kinktober Day 9 - BRAT TAMING with Neito Monoma

Dom!reader x sub!Monoma

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Leaning back against the foot of the couch, you lazily grinned in the dim lighting as you and a few class 1B students played truth or dare.

“Alright, Monoma.” Kendo began, “Truth or Dare.”

Having already taken a dare that night, Monoma decided to go the other way. “Truth.”

Kendo smiled mischievously. “Who’s the dominant one in your relationship?” She looked between you and Monoma.

He rolled his eyes. “We just got together like a week ago, we haven’t done that shit yet.”

You cut in. “But if we do…”

“I’d be the dom.” Your eyes widened as you realized you both said that at the same time.

“Sure, pretty boy.” You sarcastically remarked at him. 

Monoma fully turned to face you, while Kendo just watched, giggling. “You really think you can dom me?”

You rolled your eyes at the audacity. “Why don’t I prove it. My room is right there.”

Monoma stood up. “Alright.” He kept his smug look on his face as you both made your way into your room.

You were already excited about what you could do to him. 

As soon as you got into your room, you spun around and pinned him against the door. His eyes flew open with surprise, but he quickly attempted to compose himself as you started roughly kissing up him neck.

Sucking a hickey onto the pale skin of him neck, you tilted his head up by his hair, and he let out a nearly silent whine.

“That the best you can do?” He panted, trying to act like you weren’t affecting him.

“Quiet. You’re just a brat.”

At these words, he decided he had let you take control for long enough. He pushes you away and onto the bed, the air leaving you for a moment as you fell with a huff.

You flared up at his form, radiating confidence as he climbed on top of you, taking off your shirt. You started unclothing him as well, needing to make sure you never gave up control of the situation. 

You make him believe he was in charge, but you were slowly turning things the way you wanted them.

Once you both were naked, he rolled off of you to lie back onto the bed. “Suck me off.”

Rolling you eyes, you flipped over so you were face to face with his dick. 

It was about average size, and he was already pretty hard. 

“If it’s really this easy to rile you up, we should’ve done this a while ago.”

He was about to make an angry retort when you quickly stroked him, and he snapped his mouth shut.

Licking a stripe up the bottom, he fisted the sheets of your bed in his hands. “Get on with it. Before I make you.” 

“Wow, you’re so scary. I better get to it.” You deadpanned, and he glared at you from the head of the bed, his face turning red. 

Taking him into your mouth fully, he let out a ‘fuck’ as you sucked at the tip lightly.

As you took him deeper, he started to let out groans, never really letting much noise out. 

He got close pretty fast, all it took were a couple minutes of sucking. You could feel him begin to twitch in your mouth.

As he got closer, he knew he had to keep him dominance, so he began to thrust into your mouth.

At the sudden movement, you began to choke, and you knew you had to get him back.

Your hands made their way to him waist, and pinned it down, keeping him still for you to regain control.

He was about to release, even with the restricted movement, but then you stopped.

Pulling off of him, he yelped at the cold hitting his member, the loss of stimulation, while you sat grinning above him.

“Why- why the fuck did you stop?” 

You suppressed a giggle at him, he looked so utterly pathetic.

“I’m just showing you that I’m in control here. You’re a brat. And the way you deal with brats is by breaking them.”

He gulped at your words, but he wasn’t backing down. “Stop acting like you can control me.”

You narrowed your eyes at his behavior. “You can’t come unless I say so. I’d suggest being nice, or you’ll be stuck like this all night.” 

He couldn’t believe this was happening. He was furious, and embarrassed, and so fucking horny. “Fine.” He mumbled.

You could barely hear his voice. He was bright red, and was looking at you grumpily. Cute. “Hmm? I couldn’t quite catch that.”

“Fucking fine. Just fuck me already.” 

You shook your head disappointedly. “And here I thought you’d be a good boy for me. Disappointing, but I guess a punishment is in order.”

He acted unaffected at your words. Deep down, be wanted to be your good boy. But his pride wouldn’t let him, so he settled for brat. 

As you climbed back on top of him, boxing him between your arms, you kissed him tenderly as your hand lightly ran down his side.

As your lips molded together, you took his cock back into your hand and stroked, smiling as he let out a groan into your mouth.

“There you go baby, let all your sounds out for me.”

He tried to hold back, but he openly moaned into your lips.

After you had stroked the precum around and gotten him ready, you took your hand away and started grinding languidly onto him.

He was panting into your mouth, and you let his cock catch on your entrance. 

Pulling away from his red lips, you stopped to admire him. He was flushed, with multiple hickeys along his shoulders and neck, and he was shaking slightly.

Brushing his hair from his face, you smiled down at him. “You want me to fuck you, Nei?” 

“No shit Sherlock.” Even after all of that, he was still bratty as ever.

“Uh uh, that’s not how we ask for things.” 

“I’m not a fucking five year old.”

“Well you sure fucking act like one.” You mimicked his tone. “Beg. Then I’ll fuck you.”

“Fuck you.”

This little bitch. You quickly brought your hand up. 

Smack!

Monoma let out a yelp as you roughly slapped his thigh.

Slowly letting the head of his cock catch in your entrance again, you gained satisfaction as he sucked in a pained breath.

“You gonna beg, pretty boy?”

Glancing to the side, he gritted a painful sounding ‘please’.

“Now now, we’re done with brattiness. You can beg better than that.” Grinding down on his length again, he groaned out a louder ‘please!’

“Bit more, baby.” You sunk down a little bit.

“Please! Please please, I’ll be…good. I promise, just - fuck - please!”

You sunk all the way down. “Good boy, Neito.”

He let out a loud ‘fuck’, and quickly grabbed your waist. 

Quickly setting a fast pace, you watched as he fell apart, moaning like a slut, eyes falling shut.

Right before he came, you slightly slowed down. Not enough to stop his building orgasm, but enough for him to look at you in confusion. Were you going to stop again?

“Please, please let me~”

“Shh, Nei. I’ll let you cum, I just have a question for you.”

He wasn’t even fully listening, but he nodded quickly anyway.

“Who’s the dom here?”

Eyes widening, he looked at you. After a long while of hesitation, he gave in.

“You.”

Smiling at his obedience, you kissed him roughly. “Cum for me, good boy.”

“Fuck, y/n!” He came, back arching after his repressed orgasm, riding the waves of pleasure.

As he came down, he was a little grumpy that you beat him, but he let you cuddle into him and drift off.

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The next morning:

As you and Monoma made your way out, you were greeted by Kendo.

“I guess you two figured out who the dom was.”

You smirked at her. “I’m probably helping with the narcissist issue.”

You two giggled as Monoma stomped away to sulk.

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The end! I kinda rushed that cause I wasn’t sure it would be ready in time, but I did it!  

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[moumouton4]

Hi!

I'm that anon who sent the monoma request for your other page, I'm sorry about that.

So, uhm, yea if you're still okay with that, can I have some headcanons with neito and a reader who's love language is biting?

Have a nice day

When Your Love Language Is Biting || Neito Monoma x reader

Masterlist ⚜

A/n : THANK YOU so much for this request ! I love Neito so much ! 😍 I didn't know if you wanted it SFW or SNFW so I did both. the NSFW part is under the cut 😂

Warning : Biting and NSFW under the lemon cut :')

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 807

SFW :

You've always had this strange way of expressing your affection by biting people, kind of like a kitten

At first you didn't want to do it for fear that he would laugh at you. He's Neito Monoma from class B after all

He was always putting down the A class in his long, loud and provocative tirade dripping with sarcasm

This is why he is often knocked out by Kendo

What pushed you to take the plunge was the fact that although he looked to the untrained eye like a nutcase, he was calm and gentle when he wasn't in class A or when he was just with you

You were happy to see that he wasn't just vocal and eccentric

The first time you did it was one day when he looked all smug for his own good. So you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders before nibbling the top of his ear

He made a hilarious leap forward

"What are you doing creep ?"

He kind of liked it

The pink that came to his ear and the way his heart skipped a beat exposed him

It was something you did more and more often and you had your tricks to get your way

Pretending that you had learned something shameful about the A class to whisper in his ear and once again table the opportunity to nibble his lobe

As usual he squeaks and turns red before calling you "creep" or "weirdo"

But you know better than to believe his words over his tomato red face

Kendo is very happy she doesn't have to knock him out anymore, you just have to bite him on the ear or neck and he calms down

He got used to it pretty quickly and if one day you don't bite him somewhere he'll feel bad and think you'll leave him :(

Please do bite him or he'll cry at night :(

If you forget during the day he will be a bit more biting ( pun unintended ) with you his remarks being more sarcastic than usualI

If you realize why he's acting this way you'll fix it quickly by biting him on the neck or on his bottom lip after kissing him

If you do he'll be putty in your hands

If you don't he'll grab you and pull you against him and you can try to squirm out of his grip but he won't let you go if you don't bite him

"Is your stupidity such that you even forget to do this ?"

He really likes this proof of affection which is original and stands out of the other ways, a bit like him

It's not only you who shows affection in your relationship

It would not be fair

When you are alone he makes it a point to return all the affection you show him during the day

NSFW :

Besides, if you thought he was smug in his daily life, well, your opinion changed radically when you saw him in action in bed

He was insufferable but you loved him anyway

He was always wearing this shit-eating grin, shamelessly smirking down at you whether you were giving him a head or he was thrusting into you, his forearms resting on either side of your head to keep him steady as he moved above you

And if a sound has the misfortune to leave your mouth you will hear him sneer

"I know that I'm good no need to scream it to my face" / t

Sometimes you have to bite him to stop his teasings

Like he'll tease you until you beg for him to touch you. But if you feel like a brat like him you'll bite him to make him give out

Bite his shoulder or neck as he is fingering you languidly, his fingers merely touching this spot that makes you scratch his back

You also like to gently bite his inner thigh as you get on your knees

Even when you're sucking him you like to carefully graze your teeth on his cock

This makes him cum so fast he doesn't even understand how

Makes him really blushy and ashamed

You also bite each other shoulders to ground yourselves when he shoves his dick fast and deep inside of you

Sometimes he even puts his in your mouth asking to bite it while he pounds into you

Bravo he has a biting kink now

All this biting leaves purple and red marks all over you guys bodies and it's not the licking you do around it that's going to erase the beautiful bites left there

Hopefully neither of you care about it and proudly wear the marks the other has left on your body, knowing that you both match

What a powerful couple

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A/n : That was really fun to do 🌊 I hope you guys liked it ! 🍞🧈 Again my requests are open 🥤🍷

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[bakutreats]

convenience store. bakugou katsuki x gn!reader x monoma neito ?

BAKUTREATS .ᐟ navi. bnha m.list. bakugou 'atfy' m.list.

synopsis .ᐟ your long-time boyfriend pushed aside every effort you've done to keep your relationship afloat, including the birthday party you threw for him. luckily for you, your spiky, blond haired friend was there to take care of you.

content .ᐟ angsty? fluff kinda, monoma neito, toxic relationship, can read bakugou and reader as either friendly or romantic, ooc bakugou? meaner monoma? or maybe it's just the same lmao, this is kinda self-indulgent teehee, some swearing (bakugou)

word count .ᐟ 1,574

It’s Neito’s birthday party, and you planned everything perfectly—even though your boyfriend was... well, he wasn’t as helpful as you’d wanted him to be, but that’s okay! You can work with this; you can give him the best birthday party ever!

Maybe then he’ll appreciate you again.

. . . Unfortunately, he didn’t.

"No, you guys can't throw beer in that vase—" you say as you swiftly grab the vase from Neito's drunk friends and smile nervously. "Wait, be careful, that's fragile—" you say, immediately putting the vase down somewhere safe to go and grab the heart-shaped ceramic bowl, hugging it close to your chest as you laugh awkwardly. You spot Neito by a window, making you sigh in relief. You rush towards him, the heart-shaped bowl still in your arms and close to your chest.

"Neito—could you ask your friends to please be a bit more careful?" The man in front of you scoffed and rolled his eyes, his attention on anything but you.

"You know how my friends are; stop being such a nanny," he snorts, unfolding his arms on his chest.

"Wha—but—wait—"

"You were the one who threw this party, so put up with it. I didn't ask for you to do this, and I didn't ask for you to host the damn thing," he seethed, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide.

You felt yourself grow weak.

The heart-shaped ceramic bowl in your hands fell from your grasp, shattering on the floor. The music was too loud for anyone to notice. Neito scrunched his face in contempt before pushing past you, leaving you alone.

On the day of his party, you managed all of the guests, while the birthday boy partied to his heart’s content. When you finally got some alone time with him to ask for some help in controlling the rowdy crowd, he brushed you off and told you that it was your fault, that he didn’t ask for this party, and that he didn’t want you to host the "damn thing".

You walked outside, on the verge of tears. You didn't even try to clean up the shattered bowl on the floor. You look up, blinking rapidly, your hands balled into fists, and your nails digging into your skin in an attempt to keep you distracted enough so you don't cry. You were hurting, but you couldn't even let it all out because of the guilt and shame that you always carried inside you, because in your head, everything's your fault. But with how many times he's been like this with you, so cruel and cold and. . . angry. You let it go because you were too afraid to lose him. Because you've built something good with him for years, you were afraid to lose that history.

But was it really worth it? Was it worth it to just be pushed aside every single time with no hesitation, no matter what you do? Whether it be a small gesture like making sure his ramen always had that specific type of seasoning or this big gesture of throwing him a party, was nothing ever enough for him?

You bite your bottom lip hard, trying to keep in the screams and wails you want to let out after long years of being treated as if you were dirt on his shoulder. You were already on edge, but what he said. . .

"You were the one who threw this party, so put up with it. I didn't ask for you to do this, and I didn't ask for you to host the damn thing."

He broke your heart like it was nothing. The same way the bowl broke into pieces. Funny, because that bowl was the first gift Neito gave you since the start of your relationship.

It hurts.

"Why the hell're ya outside?"

You look up and see blond, spiky hair and scarlet eyes staring at you confusedly. You couldn't stop it anymore; you couldn't stop the painful lump in your throat, you couldn't stop the tears from streaming down your face, and you couldn't even keep yourself standing anymore, falling on your knees as you sob in your hands. Bakugou's eyes widen, and he immediately rushes over to you, crouching down to your level.

"Woah, woah—what happened?" he asks gently.

"Can—can we go someplace else. . . please."

"Ya should've kicked his face—"

"Bakugou."

The man sighed, a scowl on his face as he looked away and grumbled. You sighed before chuckling, taking a sip from the drink Bakugou bought for you. Before arriving here, Bakugou helped you get into his car a few moments after you told him you wanted to get away. He drove to a nearby convenience store, something he's always done since the both of you were in college.

You knew the blond since your childhood, playing along with him and Midoriya. When he slowly grew up to be someone. . . who you didn't like all too much; you distanced yourself from him. It was in high school when you saw him change bit by bit. From an aggressive, arrogant prick to someone who, well, is still sort of a prick but more mellowed out. You grew close once again in your last year of high school after he pretty much saved your face from a painful blow from a stray volleyball.

You felt a flick to your forehead; you clicked your tongue and furrowed your brows, glaring at the man smirking in front of you with his arms folded together in front of his chest. "Zoning out as usual," he remarks. You shake your head, your lips forming into a straight line as your grip on the drink gets tighter. Negative thoughts clouded your mind, overwhelming you like before. You chugged down your drink, exhaling sharply.

"Why haven't you. . . broken up with him?" he asks, brows furrowed, his eyes staring at the ground. His words were slow, as if he were trying to be gentle and trying to squeeze the words out of his throat. You both stayed silent after that.

"Nevermind—"

"I didn't want to lose everything I built with him."

Bakugou snapped his head back up to face you, looking at you incredulously. His mouth opened but closed a moment later, his lips in a straight line as he put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. You look away in shame, staring at a random lamp post.

"He was everything to me. We were perfect before; he was sweeter, more caring. . . more loving. Then he got. . . used to it—to me? I don't know. I tried everything I could to make sure this relationship stayed afloat. I genuinely didn't want any of this to be all for nothing. But. . . I only just realized it now that. . . I was the only one trying to salvage this relationship. He probably just. . . decided to give up and let me handle things, I guess.

"I think I already knew deep in my heart, ever since the time where he accidentally broke one of my favorite mugs, and instead of apologizing and telling me he'd fix it or buy something or whatever, he just—he just stood there and stared at me for a moment before telling me to 'go clean it up'.

"That was the first time of many, many times where I let him walk all over me. That birthday party will be the last."

You notice a hint of a smile on Bakugou's lips.

The two of you sit in silence, staring at each other. It was comforting, you think. There were never any moments where the silence between the two of you was awkward or filled with tension. Bakugou Katsuki, no matter how loud and arrogant, never exudes the same aura Monoma Neito does. You never really thought about it until now, because back then, you used to think that Monoma and Bakugou had some similar traits: being pretty arrogant and very loud. You even thought that maybe they'd get along fairly well, so it was to your surprise when you tried to hang out with the both of them one time that they absolutely disliked each other.

But now, after everything that's happened, you come to the understanding that they are quite different from one another.

"Remember the first time you met Neito? You scrunched up your face like you were disgusted, and he did the same. But you didn't tell me to break it off with him; why's that?" you ask, your voice small.

"What the hell was I supposed to defend my shit with? I don't think ya'd listen to me if I just immediately told you to break it off with him, 'specially since, at the time. . . you two were doing well.

"The first time I did tell ya to get the fuck away from him was when ya told me about the 'mug accident'."

You smile sadly. "And I didn't listen."

Sadness took over, and you felt the lump in your throat as waves of gloom washed over you. "I wish I did," you whisper quietly. "So that I didn't have to let this play out for as long as it did."

"Why the hell're ya blamin' yerself? 's not even yer fault that he's an asshole."

"But—"

"Just this once—" Bakugou says, staring at you with eyes that look as if he were. . . pleading with you. "—give yerself some slack."

You stare at him softly before chuckling. "Okay."

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Hello, I wanted to know if there is a way to write a Monoma x reader shy oneshot that is in classe 1-C and that Monoma has a crush on she (she would be very shy with people from other classes)

[ Alright here we go. This was actually way longer, but I didn't want to make a super long one-shot. So that being the case, there will be a part two to this as soon as I finish writing it. But I hope you enjoy part one. ]

A sigh left your lips as you flipped to the next page of the Encyclopedia of Heroes, continuing to search for information for your project. Some may say that being a General Studies student is boring. Although Yuuei was known for its Hero Course, the school itself was elite.

Regardless of what department you were placed in, the education you received was top-notch. Of course, most would argue that the hero and support department students got off easy considering the academic projects they were assigned were few and far between.

The project you were assigned was to pick a concept within hero studies and present it to the class. The concept you chose was to compare characteristics between pro heroes and current student heroes. You were hoping to find out which traits truly make a hero shine.

Granted this required you to narrow your selection of heroes down. While you could interview the former number-one hero, considering he was a teacher at Yuuei, your shy nature worked against you. Outside of the General Studies Department, you hardly spoke to anyone.

Whether this was due to social anxiety or not was unknown. However, you had long since learned to accept your shyness even if it got in the way of completing simple tasks. Sighing, you closed the encyclopedia and rose from the table, placing your hand on your forehead.

You looked around the library. There were a few other students present, either sitting down at one of the provided computers or talking to one another. You glanced down at the table. In addition to the encyclopedia, there were several papers scattered across it, each filled with notes referring to your project.

“Maybe I should…take a break…” you muttered to yourself. You looked toward the exit, debating getting a snack from the vending machine. You latched onto your lip and curled your hands into the bottom of your shirt as your stomach twisted with familiar anxiety.

Then again, did you really want to leave? What if someone tried to talk to you at the vending machine and you froze up? You groaned and pressed your hands against your face. ‘Calm down,’ you tried taking a deep breath, blissfully unaware of the peeping eyes watching your every move.

Those eyes belonged to Neito Monoma. Yes, anyone, apart from those so-called “heroes” in Class A, would feel honored to be the target of his affection. In fact, he first saw you in this library months ago. You had your face buried in a book and he was standing nearby when another general studies student approached you.

Of course, he wanted to eavesdrop and get some juicy gossip. This was because it was always interesting to hear what was taking place in other departments. But when you lowered that book from your face, he felt his heart soar.

To hide such beauty was surely a crime. Of course, you weren’t as beautiful as him but a perfect fit, nonetheless. He decided right then and there, you would be his. He had carefully calculated his moves, waiting for the right moment to slip in.

This was because he had long since learned how shy you were around others. It was quite endearing, but he might be able to help you with that once you two got closer. After all, he was going to be a famous hero and needed a confident, competent partner by his side.

“You can…you can do this,” you hesitated to move, believing that several eyes were watching you. In reality, everyone was minding their own business. You slowly placed one foot in front of the other, and before you knew it, you scurried out of the library with your head down.

Neito chuckled as he watched you leave. “How amusing,” he said, looking at the table you were sitting at. “Hm,” he perched his lips and glanced over the cover of the encyclopedia, curiously opening, and flipping through the first few pages although he found it quite boring, and yet jealousy filled him.

He closed it with force and firmly pressed his palm against it. Why would you waste your precious time reading about other heroes when he was your one and only hero? Even if you didn’t know it yet, his perfection did not pass you by...did it?

He grumbled before noticing the piles of notes underneath the encyclopedia. “Oh, what did my shy darling write? Surely, she is more intelligent than those Class A students!” he declared, bluntly ignoring anyone who heard him as he moved the book and gently compiled your notes into a neat stack.

He scanned over the first page, jealous that you spent so much time analyzing other heroes instead of him. He huffed and read through the second note which was piled with thoughts on the various characteristics found in famous heroes and some scribbled thoughts regarding hero students' characteristics.

He frowned, going through the pile until he threw it back onto the table. “How dare she write such admiration for other heroes!” he hissed, clenching his fists together. He wanted to be the only one on your mind. He could prove to you that he was the only hero worth your time and-oh wait!

Yes! That was it, how brilliant of him! He would simply offer to be a part of your project. From what he could gather you were quite eager to learn about hero students, and what better one to analyze than him!? Yes, the temptation to join your project was overwhelming.

If you were truly dedicated to it, there was no reason you’d say no and so he waited for you to return. Your heart was beating fast as you jogged past the entrance of the library, and hunched over, pressing your hands against your knees.

One of them clenched the snack you got from the vending machine. Despite your anxiety continuing to escalate you accomplished your small goal and the reward was delicious onigiri. A bit plain in terms of a snack, but it suited you well and would be filling until you left for the day.

You took a deep breath and leaned back up as your heart thumped in your chest. You looked at the onigiri in your hand and smiled, unwrapping it as you walked back to your table. You took one satisfying bite, enjoying the salty taste dancing across your tongue.

However, this small moment of joy came to a staggering halt when you saw someone sitting at your table and stopped in your tracks. His hair was the first thing you noticed, as it looked silky and was the fairest blond color you had ever seen.

His eyes stood out next. They were piercing periwinkle and had a hungry or predatorial appearance. His skin looked fair and smooth, and his lips curled into a smirk that sent a violent tremble through your body. “Ah, Y/n,” he said, slowly standing from the chair.

“It’s quite a pleasure to be face to face with you, although I’m certain the pleasure is all yours for gazing at my glorious face. You know many girls speak of its beauty,” he said, chuckling as he pressed a hand to his cheek.

“H-huh?” Your jaw hung open and the partially chewed onigiri fell to the floor. “My, my, one shouldn’t make a mess although your pretty little mouth is likely more appetizing than that onigiri you’re holding,” he purred, rounding the table with hungry eyes still fixated on you.

Your first instinct was to back away, despite your cheeks turning red as if the sun itself had come down and burned you. How did he know your name? Had he been waiting for you to return, and if so why!? He continued walking forward until he was a foot away from you.

His smirk made you tremble and subconsciously hold your breath. “Although I have little interest in the matters of others. After all, if it doesn’t involve me, it’s of little importance. But I couldn’t help but notice the project you were working on,” he stated, gesturing to the table.

“You’re a rather messy one, that’s quite unfitting for a student of such beauty,” he said. Despite your reddened cheeks, you drew your bottom lip into your mouth and glanced away. How could he be so mean, and yet sound so sincere?

His smirk faded and his eyes glossed over as if he were under someone's spell when he noticed you weren’t looking at him. Well, this wouldn’t do. You cried out when he stepped forward, and grasped your chin, making you look at him.

Your eyes were wide and trembling with what he assumed was fear. But you couldn't be afraid of him, right? No, it was just your shy nature. ‘Why is he touching me!?’ You frantically thought, completely disregarding his compliment concerning your beauty.

Your lips trembled in an effort to speak, and yet only a pathetic squeak came out. He chuckled at the sound of it and leaned close. Your heart raced because you weren’t used to others being this physically close to you, especially someone whose name you didn't know.

Despite your rational mind telling you to turn your tail and run, your body wouldn’t listen. This boy, this fellow student, paralyzed you without trying. “Tell me, why are you wasting your time with such trivial heroes when the only one you need to focus your project on is right before you?”

A lump formed in your throat, and you swallowed heavily, your fear turning into confusion. ‘Wait…is he a hero student?’ You could barely recall if you had seen him passing through the hallway, then again you walked with your head down most of the time.

You also had very little interest in watching the Sports Festival, let alone participating in school festivals. “U-um…” you tried to speak again, and again the words failed to form. Neito tilted his head, his facial features enveloped with concern but as silence filled the air, he smirked.

“Ah, speechless in front of me. That’s quite understandable,” he commented, and you couldn’t help but tremble in disgust. Was this guy obsessed with himself? “I’ll make this easy for you then,” he said, finally removing his hand from your chin and smirking again as he saw the color of your cheeks.

So red and luscious. It looked wonderful on you. “I will be a part of your project,” he stated, knowing he was demanding instead of asking. Your eyes widened and you stepped back, wanting to ask him ‘what?’ but not having the courage to form the words. Your face said enough, and Neito chuckled.

“Yes, I know it’s quite a shock,” he said, pressing a hand to his chest. “I'd be a worthwhile contribution, don't you think?” You almost suspected he was asking because he knew you were too shy to answer. Which in a sense was kind of cruel. Then again, even if you somehow responded you assumed he'd keep talking.

“I can even showcase the versatility of my Copy quirk, surely that would convince you that I, Neito Monoma, your Phantom Thief can emulate the abilities of various heroes plus more!” he declared, bluntly ignoring anyone who turned their head in his direction.

Your face was now dripping with sweat, and you weren't sure if that was from your shyness or the fact you were angry at the moment. He approached you, now wearing a smile that looked too sweet and sickening. “Hmm, what do you say?” he asked. “Don’t you agree I’d make a wonderful contribution to your project?”

You glanced away and latched onto your bottom lip which trembled. ‘Well…maybe this is my chance to study a hero student like I wanted, maybe the data I collect from him would be valuable. I could find out why he's so enthusiastic and determined.’

Although your stomach twisted at the thought of spending time with him, and the realization that at some point you'd need to ask him personal questions to determine why certain characteristics he displayed were stronger or weaker than pro heroes made your mouth go dry.

You grumbled before releasing your lip and looking at him. You didn’t say anything, just nodded, and Neito grinned like a madman. “Wonderful!” he said, throwing his hands in the air before brushing past you, purposely rubbing his shoulder against yours.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, same time, same place.” You tried to take a breath when he walked away, but he stopped short and walked up to you again. Your back was facing him, and you cried out when he grasped your hand that was still gripping onto the now squished onigiri.

Your jaw hung open when you turned your head. Soft squeaks came when he locked eyes with you and bit into your snack. You watched his pink tongue come out, collecting any pieces of leftover rice that stuck to his lips before he chewed and swallowed.

“Ta-ta,” he said, waving you goodbye as he walked away, and you could only stare in horror at the bite he had taken. Well…that was a waste of a good snack. The next day, you resented your agreement to allow Neito to be the focus of your project.

You hated knowing that you agreed only because you were a people pleaser and too shy or lacking the voice to express yourself. Then again, he seemed so persistent that even if you said no, he would continue to push until he got his way.

“Yes, I’m quite sure all you pathetic heroes in Class A are in despair that I have been selected to be part of Y/n’s project! Surely it will highlight the various reasons I remain above the heroes that make up your sorry excuse of a class,” he stated bluntly as he stood in the Class A doorway.

Tsuyu spoke first, “Wow, Monoma. That’s some interesting news.” Katsuki clenched his jaw. “Tch, why the hell do we care about something so damn meaningless!?” he shouted, shoving Neito out of the way who chuckled in response.

“Hm, that’s about the answer I’d expect from a delinquent like you,” he replied with a smirk. “Of course, that’s to be expected from one who couldn’t even pass the provisional licensing exam.” Katsuki’s body stiffened, but before he could say anything Eijirou spoke up.

“Jeez, cool it, man! What’s your problem!?” Neito narrowed his eyes. He had a history with the red-headed fool. Seemed they’d always be on opposite ends. “I don’t believe a thing is wrong with me,” he stated before turning his back on Eijirou and the rest of Class A.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m due to meet Y/n at the library.” Eijirou curled his lips, watching Neito walk away in slight disgust before turning to Tsuyu. “Isn’t Y/n someone in general studies?” he asked, and she shrugged.

“Ribbit, I think so. But they don’t talk much to anyone outside of their class,” she replied and Eijirou's eyebrows knit together. If that were the case, how could Neito have convinced you to be part of whatever project you were working on?

Your anxiety was high as you waited for him to appear. Your feet bounced against the carpeted floor below you, and breathing exercises weren’t your friend at the moment. You curled your hands on the table and your eyes focused on the single notebook on it.

You were hoping you wouldn’t have too much to talk about because Neito already showed a variety of characteristics that contrasted pro heroes. Either way, you needed to document as much information as possible if you wanted your project to thrive.

You closed your eyes, taking another much-needed breath before nervously tapping the tip of your pencil against the notebook, but this didn’t ease the knots in your stomach. ‘Why did it have to be him though?’ At times like this, you wondered if fate was being cruel or challenging you to overcome the obstacle of your shy nature.

You tried to redirect your thoughts and opened your notebook, although your hand was trembling. You decided to write an introduction regarding your project and the subject you’d be studying, Neito Monoma. “Hm,” you paused and tapped the pencil against your lips. What did he say his quirk was?

You thought for a moment before scribbling down ‘Copy?’ With any luck you’d find out more about his quirk as this progressed. However, if you were being honest, you wanted this to end as soon as possible. You sighed and laid the pencil onto the notebook.

You stared blankly at the lined pages until approaching footsteps made you raise your head. Your throat tightened when you saw the smirk on Neito’s face and those eyes held that same intimidating gaze as before.

“Hello dear Y/n,” he said, pressing one hand against his chest. Your breathing turned heavy, your face dusted over red, and his greeting was met with silence. “Oh, still shy I see,” he said, brushing a hand through his hair.

“How adorably you,” he commented, causing your already abnormal heart rate to skyrocket. “Mm…” You clasped your hands together in your lap and leaned forward, your mind urging you to return his greeting. However, as the seconds passed, awkwardness consumed you.

The weight of his stare didn’t help, but you felt relief when he took a seat. What could you say to him? How could you get through this project?! He smiled and took a moment to admire how devilishly delicious you looked with those reddened cheeks before glancing down and noticing your open notebook.

“Oh, and what do we have here?” he asked, reaching over to grab it. You gasped and leaned across the table to get your notebook back. In response, Neito leaned back and held the notebook away from you. A hungry glance flashed in his eyes when you looked at him.

You trembled and immediately scrambled back only to collide with your chair, causing it to fall to the floor along with you. You could feel the stares on you and a few people approached, making your already reddened face deepen.

You could only stare at the carpet trying to fight back the awkwardness while simultaneously wishing the floor would swallow you whole. “Hey there!” a cheerful voice said, breaking through the silence and darkness that clouded your mind at that moment.

You lifted your head to see a tall and muscular boy, who you quickly assumed was a third-year student. He had blue eyes and a round button-like nose. His blond hair was spiked up in the front and looked short around the back.

He smiled and extended his hand to you. “Need a hand? Heh, get it? Hand!?” he exclaimed excitedly, making your eyebrows knit. “Excuse me!” Neito snapped, standing between you and the third-year student. “How dare you attempt to lay a hand on Y/n,” he growled, curling his hands into fists by his sides.

Your eyes widened, amazed that he didn't care about the attention turned on him. Then again, given his personality, he probably thrived on it. “Huh?” He blinked. “Oh hey, you’re one of those first-year students, Monoma, right?”

“Nice to meet you, I'm Mirio Togata!” he said, now extending the hand he had held out to you to Neito instead. However, he only received the boy’s angry glare in return and watched as he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close. You trembled at his touch, but he seemed to ignore this at the moment.

Mirio blinked, taking in the image of the two of you. “Oh, heh sorry did I interrupt something?” he asked, scratching the side of his head. Your heart was racing so fast you weren’t sure if you were nervous or having a heart attack.

Neito holding you so close was new and though you wanted to push him away, your shy nature prevented you from acting. Neito narrowed his eyes and turned his head, ignoring Mirio. You flinched when his hair brushed against your head, and he locked his eyes with yours.

You could feel his hot breath against your face when he spoke. “Oh, my dear, Y/n are you alright? Don’t pay any mind to the upperclassmen who rudely interrupted our study session,” he said, using his other hand to wave Mirio away.

“Hm?” Mirio tilted his head in response before chuckling. “Heh, well okay!” he smiled. “Have a good session!” he said walking away. Neito snarled and removed his arm from around you only when he was sure that Mirio had actually left.

“Now that the interruption is over, perhaps we can do something else,” he said, reaching down to grab your hands, which once again caused your face to grow red. You wanted to ask, ‘Like what?’ but like before, your words were frozen in your throat, and you glanced away as he helped you stand up.

“Notes are quite dull and boring,” he said, moving closer to the table to grab your notebook. “It would be far more interesting to watch me in action. After all, I did promise I’d let you see my quirk, did I not?” he said. You cried out when he tossed your notebook at you which you barely caught.

He smirked, “Wouldn’t it be a privilege to watch one as beautiful as I? You can still take notes if you wish,” he said before approaching. You squeaked when he grasped your chin, guiding your head up to look at him. “As long as you keep those pretty eyes on me.”

He was tempted to lean over and kiss your reddened cheeks but decided against it for now. “Do hurry and gather your things,” he said, turning away from you. “Huh?” You glanced between him and the table with your arms pressed against your chest.

However, when Neito tapped his foot against the floor, you rushed to pick your backpack up. You shoved the notebook inside and threw the strap over your shoulder. You followed him out of the library with your hands curled into the bottom of your shirt and your eyes focused on the floor. You felt pathetic following him like a lost puppy.

You lifted your head only to focus it back on the floor when you passed another student in the hallway. You latched onto your bottom lip again wondering why you agreed to this. You cried out when you stumbled into Neito, who you hadn’t realized had stopped walking.

Your eyes widened when you realized you were now pressed against his back. You looked up, groaning when Neito looked at you from over his shoulder. Once again that rush of heat coursed through your cheeks and you immediately backed away, folded your hands in front of you, and bowed.

You would say sorry, but you could only imagine the ridicule that would get you. He chuckled, “Oh dear, Y/n I do enjoy you bowing although if you bowed at my feet that would be more satisfying.” You knit your eyebrows.

Yeah…there was definitely something wrong with Neito. You slowly leaned back up, feeling the heat cool and your cheeks return to normal. “Um…” you frowned and looked around, noticing that you were now standing in front of the Class-1A door. What were you doing in the hero department?

Neito noticed the confused look on your face and chuckled again. “I will be right back,” he stated, walking up to the door before knocking. You drew your bottom lip into your mouth, slightly concerned when you heard a grouchy and raspy voice respond, “Come in.”

Neito turned to look at you again before entering the room. You were slightly nervous and wondered what he could be doing but tried not to lose yourself in anxiety. You closed your eyes as you leaned against the row of lockers and took a deep breath.

You ran through the different scenarios that could happen when Neito finally showed you his quirk. You had never seen any of the hero students' training sessions and it was impossible to tell if they had mastered their quirks or were still rough around the edges.

Although Neito seemed confident enough that even if he was still training his quirk, he’d find some excuse to act as though it were superior to everyone else. You took a deep breath and sighed as you placed one foot against one of the lockers behind you.

In a way, you envied him. If you had a fraction of his self-confidence, maybe you wouldn’t be so awkward. Then again, Neito seemed to like you for some odd reason. Or at least that's what you could gather from his flirtation and insistence on being a part of your project.

What did he see in you? Obviously, something you couldn’t. You looked up when the door opened, and Neito proudly stepped out with a large grin across his face. Your eyes widened, and your stomach twisted into knots just thinking about the various reasons why that smile was on his face.

“Ah, dear Y/n, I’m quite happy to see that you are still here. I would say sorry for making you wait but you’ll soon find out that the wait was worth it,” he declared, once again showing his confidence as well as stubborn nature. You frowned, glancing away from him.

You folded your hands against your chest and felt your lips tremble before parting them. “Wh-” The question faded along with your courage and Neito’s eyes widened, surprised that you had even attempted to talk to him.

He stepped closer, making your heart race. Out of instinct, you tried to step back only to remember you were leaning against the lockers. He placed his hands behind his back, smiling at you like a happy predator eager to bite into its prey.

“How adorable, are you trying to ask why?” he questioned before patting you on the head, making you squeak involuntarily, and your cheeks turn rosy. “Um…” you swallowed hard, looking away from him although that didn’t tame your embarrassment.

With some regret you nodded, making Neito’s grin heighten. He extended the hand he had just used to pat your head out in front of you. “Take my hand,” he said, “and I’ll show you the answer.” Your heart pounded so hard it echoed in your ears. Why was he of all people offering you his hand?

“Mm…” you latched onto your bottom lip and laid your hand in his. Possessively, he curled his fingers around your hand and that was concerning. So was the way he pulled you down the hallway and toward Ground Gamma.

This was an unfamiliar experience for you given that general studies students weren’t permitted on training grounds reserved for hero or support department students. You tried pulling your hand away from Neito's, afraid of standing where you were not permitted to.

Unfortunately, his grip was like iron, and it was highly unlikely that you’d break free. The sound of your footsteps echoed through Ground Gamma. You looked down, realizing that the floor was made of metal and that the rest of the area was open.

Why did the hero students train here? You hadn’t realized you were still holding Neito’s hand when he stopped in the middle of the training ground until he tightened his grip which caused you to snap back to reality.

“Yes, I know it’s quite memorizing here, isn't it?” he replied, once again smiling at you. “Oh u-um…” you tried to speak but nodded your head like before. “Oh, I’m so glad you agree!” he declared, letting go of your hand before spinning around.

The sound of his laughter bounced off the walls, creating an eerie effect that made you tremble. But it ended just as quickly as it started, and he turned to look at you. “Now, I promised you a demonstration of my quirk. But I’d like you to use yours on me first.”

Your eyes widened at his request. “W-what?” you replied before clasping your hands over your mouth, realizing that was the first actual word you had spoken around him. His expression dropped and instead, a look of curiosity enveloped his face, followed by a smirk.

“My, am I breaking through that shell of yours already?” he said, pressing a triumphant hand against his chest. “Well, what more could one expect from someone as amazing as I?” he said. Seriously, where did all his confidence come from?

“Now then, I requested that you use your quirk on me, and don’t worry about any consequences. Mr. Aizawa has granted us both permission to be here,” he said, before spreading his arms out. “Don’t hold back,” he instructed.

While you weren’t sure how truthful he was being, you were reminded that your project depended on this interaction. You frowned, hesitant to go through with it but Neito would more than likely keep persisting until you were driven nuts.

Although you already knew you'd hold back, when you tried to use your quirk, you couldn’t. “Huh?” Your eyes widened and you looked at your hands, startled that something was wrong with your body. However, you lifted your head when you heard Neito laugh.

You trembled when you saw that his eyes were now glowing yellow, and his hair was floating upward as if gravity itself had broken. “See!?” he said with a smirk as he pointed at himself. “This is my quirk, isn’t it marvelous!?” he declared.

“Erasure is quite amazing and all I had to do was touch Mr. Aizawa to copy his quirk,” he explained and took pride in your mesmerized look. It was rather adorable to see those eyes widen as you took him in, and those adorable lips fall open.

“I’m flattered you’re so amazed,” he stated before his hair fell flat against his head again. “Heh…” you glanced down, trying to fight the blush dusting your cheeks a perfect rosy red. You should really be writing all this down, you swallowed and hesitantly slipped your bag off your shoulders.

Unzipping it, you took your notebook out. You lowered yourself onto the cool metal floor and scribbled down a few notes. Of course, Neito didn’t like that you weren’t paying attention to him and crossed his arms in a huff. “Y/n,” he said but got no response from you and leaned over, waving his hand in front of your face.

“Are you listening to me? While I’m happy to see that you are writing about my marvelous quirk, I do require your attention,” he stated, making you pause and look at him. “Finally,” he commented, crossing his arms, and looking displeased.

“Um…” you opened your mouth to speak but shake your head, too embarrassed to ask him personal questions yet. But this was your project and you needed to ask him about his quirk. Just one little thing! It wouldn’t kill you, would it!?

“Y-your…q…q-quirk…” you managed to say and watched his eyes light up as if hearing your voice was the sweetest melody and he was so proud that you spoke up! “L…l-limitations?” Your heart beat so fast and your face felt on fire.

He blinked in response, and the silence between you was suffocating. Your hands clenched around your notebook. Had you said the wrong thing? Damn it. You looked down as if staring at the floor would be beneficial but looked back up when Neito knelt in front of you.

“Oh, dear, Y/n. Do you truly believe my quirk has limitations?” he asked once again making your stomach twist. “I…e-every quirk…” Your words trailed off, fading into the air causing him to frown. “I suppose every hero has their weaknesses,” he said with a grumble.

“I’m afraid that I’m limited to holding four quirks at once and can only use them for a limited amount of time,” he'd go into detail but didn’t feel like it was the time and hated talking about his weaknesses. It reminded him of the reason why he wanted to become a hero in the first place.

To prove them wrong. To prove he could be someone and while he loved the idea of fame and fortune, in this moment, all he cared about was having your attention. He seemed to have chipped away at your hard shell, even if only slightly today.

Perhaps he shouldn’t push his luck further. “Well do have fun writing down what you experienced here today. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow,” he said, walking past you. “Hm!?” you turned on the floor, watching him walk away in a panic.

Should you stay where you were? What if you couldn’t find your way back? You latched onto your lip, wanting to tell him to stop but not having the courage to. You jolted up and ran toward him, not entirely thinking about what consequences it would bring.

He paused and turned around when he heard your frantic steps and for a moment, grew concerned when he saw you running to him. He involuntarily shouted when you tripped over something, which almost seemed impossible given the structure of Ground Gamma.

But perhaps you tripped over your own feet in your frantic hurry. Either way, the feeling of your body colliding with his was blissful and though he tried his hardest to stop you from both falling, he found this to be impossible. Instead, he wrapped his arms around you out of instinct and took the brunt of the impact when you fell to the floor.

You felt his body tremble underneath yours and opened your eyes to realize that you cradled against his chest which caused your face to turn red. You placed your hands against his chest and pushed yourself up, feeling him grunt in reply.

“S-sorry!” you squeaked out before looking for your notebook which was lying on the ground a little way from where you and Neito were. You looked back, seeing him open his eyes only to find that you were now sitting on top of him.

Silence filled the space between you. He raised one hand out to you only to flinch when a raspy, tired voice filled the air. “Alright, Ground Gamma is closed,” Shota announced as irritated as ever before he lifted his head and stopped suddenly.

He blinked, concerned about why Neito was lying on the floor and you on top of him, but judging by those two sets of wide eyes looking back at him, he might have walked in on something that happened at the wrong time and in the wrong place.

“Mr. Aizawa!” Neito said immediately sitting up and causing you to fall back again. This caused him to grab onto your wrist to prevent you from hitting the floor. You grasped his hand and steadied yourself. Your cheeks burned and you felt slightly faint.

‘Damn it! Why do I get into these situations!?’ You frantically got up, deciding that saying nothing and running away was a better option than explaining yourself. “Y/n?” Neito asked, his voice quiet as he watched you grab your notebook before running past Shota.

Yeah, you said earlier that you were worried you wouldn’t be able to find your way back, but maybe getting lost wouldn’t be so terrible. You clenched your notebook against your chest as you ran. Your thoughts were a jumbled mess.

However, you could always write down everything you learned about Neito later today and maybe even write down some questions you wanted to ask him. There had to be more limitations to his quirk, and there had to be a reason why he wanted to become a hero.

It wasn’t because he was stuck up or thought he was better than everyone else even though he portrayed himself that way. But when you tripped, the way he wrapped his arms around you to keep you safe said something about him. He had a genuine care for keeping others safe.

Maybe he'd even take the brunt of any injury if it meant others remained unharmed. But isn’t that what heroes are supposed to do!? If that were true then why did that moment, that single moment change your perspective on Neito? Was he truly an arrogant man or was there more to him than meets the eye?

[ Second Part ]

#faulty writes: neito monoma: 23 #neito x female reader #bnha x female reader #neito x reader #monoma x reader #monoma x y/n #bnha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x you #faulty writes: neito monoma: one shot: 23 #faulty writes: neito monoma: hero studies series: 23

[thelaughtercafe]

Coping With Hope

Tea Type: Half and Half (Fluff and Hurt/Comfort)

Potential Triggers: No twording in this fic! This whole fic centers around creating coping strategies for issues with eating, and that negative voice in one’s head! Hope this helps someone else going through this too! ❤

Pairing: Bakugou/Reader towards the end, but other characters include Todoroki, Izuku, Ochaco, Mina, Kaminari, Kirishima, and Shinsou!

Length: 1.3k+

Summary: You're so thankful for your friends, and they help you brainstorm strategies to help you with your issues.

A/N: Oh would you look at that? A follow up because I have no self control 🙃 This is more of a part 2 than anything to finish off the night so no twording yet! Next fic is where twording'll be more prominent. It physically killed me not to include Monoma in part 1 because if felt he didn’t fit the dynamic so there will definitely be a Shinsou/Reader/Monoma fic at some point.

“So. Now that we’ve established the issue; how do you want us to help?”

Todoroki sat across from you with you up by the pillow and the others all circled around you; crammed on top of Bakugou’s bed. 

You were still catching your breath a little, having suddenly been attacked by wiggling fingers and teasing for a solid 10 minutes. It had been overwhelming, but in the best way possible. No doubt Bakugou knew you needed a moment to not think which is the real reason he outed you. 

Cheeks still a little pink, the negative voice seemed too tickled out to have anything to say for once, apparently tuckered out. 

“Well…”

You nibbled your bottom lip, trying to think. 

“Maybe you guys can remind me to eat, gently?”

You fidgeted uncomfortably, shyly playing with your fingers. 

“If you ask me directly I may get defensive or anxious; the only one of you I’d say who could effectively get through to me like that is Bakugou, and Todoroki.”

“Me and Bakugou?”

Todoroki seemed surprised and almost offended and you hid a smile behind your hand as you nodded. 

“Yeah. See, Bakugou is gonna be the type to shove a cereal bar in my hand and if I try to protest he’s just gonna make me shut up before I spiral. He’ll have me eating before I have time to think about it. Whereas I could see you also giving me small snacks and such, but you have a much subtler way about you of…hm…how do I explain? Like making me go quiet and shy and just doing as asked? I guess intimidated is the right word but good intimidated if that makes sense?”

He snickered under his breath at that, making you look up as you blushed. He reached over and patted your head, affectionately.

“Uh-huh. I get what you mean cutie. That’s fine.”

You tried to move on to cope with your face burning and nodded. 

“Th-thanks! Okay um…also not treating me like different? I don’t mind subtle gestures and well-" 

You started shyly fidgeting again, eyes flicking to the mattress as you swallowed shyly. 

"Affection and physical contact could be a good way to help condition and reward me I think. I kinda forgot how touch starved I was till confronted with it and then I realized how nice it is so-but if that’s weird don’t-”

“Oh we are on it!!”

You giggled as Kaminari near tackled you before cuddling up to your side and nuzzling into your neck. tickling you slightly as you squirmed before giving up and leaning against him. Okay, admittedly that felt really nice. 

“Hey save some for us Nari no fair!!”

Uraraka pouted and made grabby hands at you as Shinsou began carding his fingers through your hair again quietly, making you melt all the more into the boy behind you.  

Bakugou snorted. 

“You really do remind me of a cat sometimes you know that? Gonna start calling you kitten.”

Your eyes popped open at that as you blushed. 

“Don’t you dare hotshot. I can think of much worse nicknames given time.”

He leered at you playfully. 

“I’m not too worried kitten~ guess you’ll have to get used to it.”

You rolled your eyes but hummed as you tried to think. Was there really anything else?

“What about when you spiral?”

Deku’s voice was kind but concerned and you stiffened a little against Kaminari before shaking your head at him. 

“Trust me; you don’t want to hear what the voice in my head shouts at me. I deal better with spirals alone. Better I break down alone, cope with it and then move on.”

He frowned at that. 

“But… you have us now. Don’t you want us to help ground you and remind you it’s not true? Kachaan used to help me with my anxiety attacks by doing that.”

You bit your lip, hesitantly but nodded. 

“I mean…I can try it. But no promises I won’t run away or something when I get overwhelmed. I get scared of having my emotions negatively affect you guys.”

“Well we’re still here and fine aren’t we?”

Kirishima piped up with a smile that made you relax again with a nod, as Izuku continued.

“Well it should definitely be an intimate group then so you don’t feel too overwhelmed. Me, and either Kirishima or Bakugou depending on who’s available…is there anyone else you think who would help?”

“If she’s not around you guys, Monoma and I can handle it.”

Shinsou spoke suddenly making you turn to angle your head towards him. 

“Are you sure?”

You knew Shinsou also struggled with spirals so you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. 

He nodded, determination clear in his eyes. 

“Mm. Yeah. And I’m sure Monoma will want to help too. He’s surprisingly good at calming people down. Who would’ve guessed him never shutting up could be useful, right?”

An amused smirk tugged at his lips that you mirrored and you nodded. 

“Okay then.”

“Ooh, ooh what about me?”

Ashido raised her hand and bounced in place a little, a grin evident as she looked eager. 

“I’m honestly kind of at a loss for more ideas-”

“Oh I got one!”

Kaminari leaned his head on your shoulder, his arms wrapped comfortably around your middle as he grinned at Ashido. 

“You like to cook right? Why don’t you make her lunches?”

You waved your hands quickly in denial at that. 

“Wha-? No no that’s okay!! I don’t want to waste ingredients or what if I can’t eat it all that day or-”

Shinsou’s utterance of your name made you freeze again and once you’d met his gaze he gave you an amused smile. 

“Breathe.”

You did so as Ashido smiled gently and put your worries at ease.

“Well I always buy too much anyway honestly. I make Kaminari’s, Jirou’s and occasionally Todoroki’s too on top of my own so if anything you’ll be helping me out! As for if you’re having trouble eating it all… I’m sure one of the boys will be ecstatic over extra food; so that way you don’t have to feel bad if it gets too hard! Sound good? Oh!”

She laughed in surprise as you hopped across the bed out of Kami’s grip who whined at the loss to hug her in answer, rubbing your back. 

At your mumbled thanks she hummed in acknowledgement. 

When you finally sat back, looking misty eyed and nervous as you glanced towards Bakugou the others knew it was time to go and began making their way out over the next several minutes as you got up to wish them well and thank them for being such great friends. 

Eventually, only Bakugou and you remained, peaceful silence between you two as you tiredly leaned against his shoulder, both of your backs against the pillows as you rested. 

Eventually, after a while, you spoke up quietly. 

“…Is it bad that I’m scared? Now that everyone knows I just…I’m worried I’ll let them down.”

You felt rather than heard him sigh and he moved to wrap the arm you’d been leaning against around your shoulders, his other hand supporting his head as he looked at the ceiling in contemplation and then answered. 

“I think…it’s perfectly normal to be afraid. Even All Might has fear, ya know? But as long as we make an effort every day to fight against that fear. Then I think we’ll also be a little better every day. That’s how I choose to think of it anyway.”

A genuine smile had bloomed across your face at that and you sighed into his neck, the elevated warmth his body provided immensely comforting and disarming.

“You’re gonna make such an amazing hero one day Bakugou. You’re already one person’s. I’m so lucky you found me.”

Your eyed had slipped shut so you missed the way his cheeks flamed though his eyes filled with pride, his grip tightening just enough to make you feel completely protective. The peck to the top of your head was quick but lingered enough to ensure you felt it. 

If you hadn’t already been starting to drift into dreamland, you surely would’ve noticed the thickness in your best friend’s voice as he murmured. 

“Go to bed, kitten. You’ve had a long day today.”

If only you knew you weren’t the only one who felt saved. 

#tlc: fic #female reader #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #mina x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #shinsou x reader #boku no hero academia fic #my hero academia fic #todoroki x reader #denki x reader #ochaco x reader #mha x reader #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #tlc: milk tea

[sapphic-agent]

Let's Talk About the Sports Festival

*Note: this is a long one so strap in*

Oh boy, here we go.

I did touch briefly on this in my first ever post on here and I mentioned it a few other times. But I've got a few thoughts and I think this arc deserves a little exploration as it plays a crucial part in setting up our characters for the rest of the series.

I have a love/hate relationship with the Sports Festival overall. I think it does well for some characters, not so well for others. I'd like to take some time to break down how some characters benefit and how others don't and really evaluate the arc as a whole.

Uraraka

I think Uraraka's a great place to start. Now, in my Bakugou analysis I did say that I was unhappy with the match, mostly because it panders to Bakugou to make him seem better than he was. And I stand by that, the narrative was trying to shove a "positive trait" of his down our throats since all we had seen from him up to this point was all negative. It was Horikoshi's first attempt at subverting expectations, I think.

However, I actually do think this fight was good for Uraraka as a character.

Uraraka isn't the fastest or strongest or smartest in 1A and previous to this that was fine because being those things wasn't her goal. She wanted to be a rescue hero and provide for her parents, she didn't set out to be particularly ambitious like Izuku or Todoroki or her other classmates. However, this proved to be somewhat of a hinderance to her succeeding as we see in the Cavalry battle. She pairs up with Izuku because she needs to rely on him if she wants to stand a chance of winning. And because of that, she feels like she can't fend for herself.

I think pairing her up against Bakugou was a good thing. Not because he treated her with "respect" or as a serious opponent (because he didn't), but because it pushed her to her limits and forced her to think outside of the box. She refuses Izuku's help because she knows she can't use him as a crutch going forward so she devises her own plan. And even though she loses, she still gets to shine and prove herself (we'll get back to this point with a certain character later). It also acts as a hallmark for her character, that she has to really push herself if she wants to be able to stand with (or even against) her stronger classmates.

Now, whether or not this setup pays off later is for another post, but I think Uraraka is one of the only characters this arc really does justice.

Izuku

If I'm being honest, the Sports Festival is far from the worst arc in the series for our beloved main character.

The race was great, of course. Because he can't depend on his quirk like everyone else, Izuku has to put all his critical thinking skills and strategic prowess to the test. The race is actually one of my favorite parts of the show because a kid from the bottom of his class (at the time) rises above everyone else and absolutely no one (including us) saw it coming. He has a major disadvantage and still comes out on top. It really ties in well with All Might's advice to stand in front of everyone and say, "I am here."

Now, the Cavalry Battle is a different story. To be fair, I don't think it really hurts or helps Izuku's character all that much. He has to think on his feet and strategize carefully, but he already did that in the race. His leaderships skills aren't really displayed all that much either (it's present, but Bakugou, Todoroki, and Monoma take much more of the limelight here). They could have taken more time to develop this role for him, but it's nothing really major to complain about.

The tournament is a little different. Obviously, Izuku couldn't win because if he had it wouldn't have been realistic. But his fight with Shinsou shouldn't have happened. The only reason they're matched up is for Izuku to break out of his hold with One For All. It doesn't do anything for his character (I might even say it hinders it because Ojirou specifically told him what to do and he ignored it) and really only serves as Shinsou's introduction, which could have been done with any character.

(Bakugou should have gone up against Shinsou. It would have humbled him; he would have lost to an "extra," one of the very people he talked down to. It would have also taught him that having a strong quirk or a weak quirk isn't what makes a hero and that power isn't everything)

However, the Todoroki fight does do Izuku's character justice. Because Izuku has always put helping others over winning or being the best. It's what makes him a true hero. He still makes Todoroki work for it and gives his all in the fight, but he does it with the genuine intention of helping. And that's what it means to be a hero. If the race was showing off his skill, then the tournament was showing off his heart. Those are the two sides to being a hero after all.

(If only the pro heroes had any semblance of sense to realize that)

So overall I am split on if this arc is good for Izuku or not. It does well with some things, poor with others. However, I do think that if Horikoshi had kept a similar approach with him throughout the story, it would have done him a lot more justice.

(At least more than whatever Dark Deku was supposed to be)

Iida

I don't have much to say on him other than that I think it would have been beneficial to showcase his skills a little more. He's supposed to be the second most intelligent in 1A and he got fourth on the quirk apprehension test. It would have been nice to show him off a little more like they did with Todoroki and Bakugou.

However, I do understand that his performance in the Sports Festival is meant to take a backseat to what's going on in his personal life. And for the most part that is done pretty well. The tension build up his actually really good and it sets him up to shine in the Stain arc.

I also appreciate his approach towards Izuku. He respects him and sees him as a friend, but also knows that Izuku is still an adversary. It's a unique approach to rivalry in anime and also sets up his role in the Stain arc well.

So it's not a terrible arc for Iida, but it could have been better for him too.

Bakugou

I know, I know I don't want to either but let's just get through this okay?

Obviously above I said what I said about how he should have fought Shinsou. And I stand by that. The Sports Festival was the best way he could have been humbled and taught humility. Having Bakugou fight Shinsou and lose could have aided his redemption in the long run.

Now, one thing that bothers me about the Sports Festival is that it seems like the narrative constantly goes out of its way to make him look better. Oh, Bakugou meets his match from a student with a copying quirk who rightfully calls him out and catches him off guard? Let's have him overcome the (truthful) assumptions and beat him and still qualify even though he was completely focused on the wrong things. Oh, the crowd thinks Bakugou is being overly harsh on someone who clearly isn't on his level? Let's have Aizawa vehemently defend him and tell everyone he's showing her respect when he obviously isn't (and even doubles down after the fact). Oh, Todoroki has just embraced a part of his quirk that's more than enough to beat Bakugou? Nah, let's have Todoroki throw even though he just had an epiphany about how his power was his and not his father's.

You see where I'm going with this? No matter what, this arc absolutely bends over backwards to portray Bakugou in a positive light. Where our other characters lose, struggle, and get put through the wringer, Bakugou is handed a win (literally and figuratively) multiple times. It's part of what pushed me from genuinely enjoying the Sports Festival to somewhat disliking it.

Bakugou is never allowed to struggle unless everyone around him is struggling too, most of the time worse than he is. This is a pattern that persists throughout the series. And it started in this arc.

Todoroki

You know how I said that Uraraka was one of the characters that this arc did justice? Well, Todoroki was the other one.

His set up in the Sports Festival is fantastic. Before this arc, we knew he was important. He was strong, aloof, and the only one who could intimidate Bakugou. The way they ease us into his character is very well done from his little mannerisms to revealing his backstory.

I know most of us agree that he should have beat Bakugou. However, him winning or losing the final match never really mattered. What mattered is that he made peace with his quirk and his trauma. And through Izuku he opens himself up which not only leads to him being a loyal friend, but also makes him a better hero in the long run. He is undoubtedly the character that develops the most.

(It's also through Todoroki that we get a bit of world building. Endeavor is the first example of a corrupt hero we see and we're introduced to the concept of quirk marriages)

Unfortunately, like Uraraka, this setup doesn't pay off that well later, but again that's a story for another day.

Yaoyorozu

An unfortunate flipside of Todoroki is that Yaoyorozu's character goes through the opposite.

A pattern with Yaoyorozu is that Horikoshi seems to fluctuate between wanting to treat her as a serious character and going out of his way to screw her over. In the race, she's a victim of Mineta's perversions (there's also the cheerleading bit, but that happened to all the 1A girls so it doesn't pertain to just her; it's still shitty though). She's barely present in the Cavalry Battle, only serving as a support prop for Todoroki's team.

And then the tournament is the final nail in the coffin. Yaoyorozu before this was shown to be calm, collected, and intelligent. She also- by the Quirk Apprehension Test results- has the most control and prowess over her quirk in 1A. So it's odd that she lost to Tokoyami so easily.

Not to say that she necessarily should have won, but for her to not realize what Tokoyami was doing was out of character to say the least when she was shown to be very observant. And if Horikoshi was going to add this insecurity aspect to her character in the Sports Festival, she should have gotten more attention beforehand. At least then it would have made a bit of sense. But to give her this vaguely hinted emotional moment out of nowhere was... weird. She has barely any screen time and no growth or development to lead us into this point. And she barely gets any after this moment. There's almost no payoff or point to this.

(*cough* maybe focus less on Bakugou and give other characters a chance to shine *cough*)

Yaoyorozu might have been the character screwed over the most in this arc.

Shinsou

Wasted potential. Like I said before, having him take down Bakugou would have really hammered in how dangerous his quirk can be. It shows him as an actual threat. Having him get ringed out by Izuku in the first round doesn't do anything for anyone's character. It makes his entire introduction lackluster.

Final Thoughts

So yeah, those are my thoughts on the Sports Festival. Good for some characters, not so much for others. I always like to read fics where it gets rewritten because so much could have changed for the better. What do you guys think? Did I miss anything?

#mha critical #bnha critical #anti bakugou katsuki #sports festival arc #sports festival arc critical #long post #anti bakugou #anti bakugo katsuki #momo yaoyorozu deserves better

[wreckingtickles]

Bakugo's Overdue Class 1-B Apologies (SFW)

A short sequel of this drabble.

When Shoji and Deku finally give Bakugo a breather, he just. Conks out.

They let him rest. Shoji's satisfied, and besides, he looks kind of angelic when he's not talking. Or yelling. Or awake.

But if Bakugo thought his nightmare was over...

Because Kirishima hasn't received his apology yet. And who does he call to help him cash it, if not his good friend from 1-B Tetsutetsu.

Yes, Class 1-B is now a part of this as well.

Bakugo wakes up in pretty much the same predicament as before, with the two knuckleheads at either side of him.

They pretend they're praising his growth and muscle definition, but really, they're just tickling the shit out of his upperbody: pecs, abs, other muscles that give them an excuse to just make Bakugo lose his mind first thing in the morning.

They both reflexively target their own worst spots first: Kiri goes for his armpits and Tetsu for his chest.

Anyone other than Bakugo would find it comical how they sometimes reach for the same spot at the same time, getting in each other's way.

Instead of doing top-bottom half like the others, Kiri takes the left side and Tetsu the right, so at one point they're both digging into Bakugo's pits and ribcage at the same time.

Yeah, he loses his mind.

If the night's rest regenerated his stubborness, he's quickly breaking again.

Naturally he apologizes, but Kiri doesn't really care, he's just giving his bro a workout.

That may be why he breaks out his Quirk and his claws on Bakugo's armpits are just torture.

And Tetsu lets him take care of that spot while he works the rest of Bakugo's upperbody over.

If anyone thought Kirishima would be nice to him... no, he's really enjoying pushing him to his limit, making it an "extended training session".

They only stop when it's clear that Bakugo's stamina has been depleted. But this is far from over.

Kirishima actually prevents anyone from entering the room to give Baku a breather.

When he resumes cursing at everyone (he really doesn't know what's best for him), Kiri lets the next batch in.

It's a friggin' trio: Tsuburaba, Kaibara, and Shinsou.

Now, Shinso may have brainwashed the former two, but I don't think he needed to.

And they come in with a plan, for they have consulted with Deku.

Shinso goes for one of his own worst spots: Bakugo's feet. Kaibara takes his ribcage. Tsuburaba takes everywhere else, skipping from spot to stop, starting at his abs but eventually settling on alternating his underarms and thighs.

Now, when his classmates paired up on him, their Quirks made it feel like there were more than two people wrecking him.

But one of the three people currently intent on breaking him has a devastating Quirk of his own: Kaibara's spinning fingers.

And once they hone in on Bakugo's ribs, it's over. GG Bakugo.

Granted, it's not as bad as Shoji + Deku (nothing will ever be as terrible), but it's an extremely effective Quirk in his death spot, and the other two are going after his other worst spots.

Oh, and did I mention that Kirishima's turn has left him super sweaty, so he's that much more sensitive?

Fortunately for him, this group isn't as into making him pay as some others, so excruciating though it is, it doesn't last too long. In part because everyone is getting hungry.

So everyone leaves to have lunch, but before they do, Awase uses his Quirk to attach electric toothbrushes to every single one of Bakugo's most sensitive spots. He'll get a break if the batteries run out before they're back.

So they just leave Bakugo like that, enjoying a loooong lunch.

Now, everyone is actually for cutting Bakugo loose at this point, but one person protests: he hasn't gotten his turn yet.

When Bakugo sees Monoma darken Kirishima's doorway, he goes straight to apologizing, he just can't take anymore.

Too bad Monoma only wants to see him suffer, and the fact that he's already broken makes it even more fun for him.

Naturally, he's borrowed Deku's notebook so he can reference it at any time. And guess what 3 Quirks he's also borrowed? The obvious ones: Kaibara's, Tokoyami's, and Kaminari's. And he tells Bakugo before he proceeds to make him cry for well over an hour.

Bakugo is voiceless by the end of it, he can't even struggle anymore. And while he will eventually begin to plot revenge, he will be a lot nicer to everyone in the meanwhile.

#mha tickle #bnha tickle #tickle content #tickletorture #ticklish!bakugo #ticklish!bakugou #lee!bakugo #lee!bakugou

[class-1b-bull]

Rating class 1bs hero costumes!

(Also sorry about some of the images being kinda blurry my phone makes every picture I screenshot or download drop quality rip)

Awase/Sen

Awase - 4/10 - not only is the color scheme boring but a lot of it doesn't make sense to me and overall just kinda looks bad in my opinion

Sen - 7/10 - I like the spirals all over and the colors are good but the spiral around his neck makes his neck look long asf also it annoys me that his under shirt is only spiraled at the top and bottom but not the middle

Kamakiri/Kuroiro

Kamakiri - 9/10 - the hella dark green looks a little off in my opinion and the shoes are weird but overall I like it.

Kuroiro - 8/10 - again... weird ass shoes. It fits him and his quirk really well but it feels like its missing something yk

Kendo/kodai

Kendo - 8/10 I really like her costume and it fits her and her quirk well but I dont like the shoes (it looks like she doesn't have socks on)

Kodai - 10/10 by far one of my favorites its simpile yet it looks nice :>

Komori/Shiozaki

Komori - 9/10 I love it so much but the shoes being pink annoys me so much also the spray bottles look off but I cant tell why

Shiozaki - 8/10 she looks really nice and her costume fits her really well but its kinda bland

Shishida/shoda

Shishida - 5/10 really boring and I dont get the blue thing around his neck but its nice i guess

Shoda - 3/10 the only thing about this costume that I like is the eye piece and tracker thing on his gloves the rest is terrible

Pony/Tsubaraba

Pony - 8/10 theres little bits and pieces of the costume that bothers me but overall its a pretty solid costume.

Tsubaraba - 6/10 i fucking hate the shoes and knee pads on this dude. Plus the color scheme is a bit boring and it looks more like casual attire than a hero costume

Tetsutetsu/tokage

Tetsutetsu - 8/10 its all good but theres a bunch of little details that annoys me like the big red circle on his chest and the little metal rings in his pants and stuff like that

Tokage - 7/10 her costume is kinda boring but I can understand why. Also I dont really like the rings around her wrists mostly because of the color.

Manga/honenuki

Manga - 5/10 its very creative and I like the concept with the ink bottles and such but it looks weird and a lot of it isnt practical. I just think it could have been done better ykyk

Honenuki - 6/10 it looks ok but it just looks like a rip off of seros or iidas yk? That and I dont think it fits his charachter that well.

Bondo/monoma

Bondo - 4/10 he looks like a mustard bottle... I know he was going for a bottle of glue but this is honestly terrible ngl.

Monoma - 10/10 he looks classy asf, it fits his character well and I like the overall fit. Also im only now noticing this but he has 2 belts on...

Reiko/rin

Reiko - 9/10 I really love her costume but the big fluffy area around her neck looks like it would be annoying

Rin - 10/10 - by far my favorite hero costume (i am extremely bias) i like the colors and its inspiration <3 bro looks majestic <3 <3 <3

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[sweetnsour1]

4:46:03

Fluff, Bakugou x female reader, 3/4

Go read Part 1 and Part 2

Part of Cute as hell collection

"The fuck was that?" He groaned as he pulled himself off the floor, using the wall that he had just slid down as a means to steady his swaying form.

"I'm so s-" Even in this state he managed to silence you with a red glare. You swallowed the word he didn't want to hear. Your nails dug into your shaky palms, your chest felt tight, and your shoulder was already bruising from where his knee had been moments before.

"Can't believe she knocked Bakugou on his ass!"

"That was sooo cool."

You turned your head just enough to make sure they'd hear you. "I didn't. I fucked up." You walked away before the voices could get any closer. You glanced over at the blonde as you passed him. He was already steadying himself without the wall and snarling at his friends.

You continued to the locker room to quickly change out of your costume before heading back to your dorm. You would just shower there. You needed to get away from him...from everyone. You were nearly a pro. How could you still be making mistakes like this?

You let the thoughts eat at you as you stomped back to your dorm. You scrubbed at your skin, leaving it raw under the heat of the shower. You overused your eucalyptus and mint lotion, hoping there was something to the nonsense of aromatherapy, but ended up rubbing half of it off with a towel to get rid of the greasy feel on your now sensitive skin. You threw yourself on your bed and let your head hang off the side, intending to wallow while the blood rushed to your head.

You groaned at the knock coming from your upside down door.

"Go away!"

"Happily, but there's something on the porch for you." You groaned and rolled off the bed.

"And you just left it outside?" You rolled your eyes at Monoma as you shoved past him into the hallway.

"As if I would bring that inside." You ignored him and trudged down to the porch. You tilted your head at the emptiness in front of you. Was he playing some kind of joke? There wasn't anything-

"Lookin' for somethin'?" You stilled at his voice. He jumped off the railing, hands in his pockets, and stood in front of you. You stepped back, adding space between you. Hopefully it was enough. He cocked his head and huffed at you. "Come on. You need a walk." You started backing through the still open doorway.

"I don't think that's a-"

"What? Ya scared of me now?" Your gaze shifted into a glare when you saw his favorite smirk plastered on his face.

"No, dummy. Just needed these." You grabbed at your sneakers, exchanging them for the slippers still on your feet. His expression didn't change, but he did wait for you at the bottom of the stairs. You crossed your arms and trailed behind him. He slowed his pace to end up next to you.

"You good?"

"Are you?"

"Don't answer my fuckin' question with a question, brat." You felt his gaze on you, but refused to meet it. He huffed. "I'm amazing obviously...as if you could hurt me." You froze when he nudged his body into your shoulder. The gentle touch was a sharp contrast to what had happened earlier. Your shoulders fell and you uncrossed your arms.

"No, I'm not good." You took a deep breath and let the words roll out of you. "I felt my quirk activating when you pinned me and I was fuckin' losing control! The only thing I could do was get you away from me, but there's a reason I don't release my energy like that. I can't fuckin' control that either!" He nodded.

"So what're ya gonna do about it? Keep throwin' a fit?" You glared.

"Yea, for at least another hour or so. Got a problem with that?" He laughed. You bit your lip to try to stop from smiling at him. He started to walk away from you. You watched him, trying to figure out-

"The fuck you doin? Hurry up! You've got me for one hour"

Go read Part 1 and Part 2 again

Continue to Part 4

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[vampyrsutton]

TodoDeku/DekuBowl~Stuck in Wall

Summary:

After graduating from U.A., class 1-A isn’t quite ready to part yet so all move into one of Momo’s family’s extra houses, roomed with their other halves and some additions from other classes. One night, during another ill-advised drunken game of truth or dare, almost everyone admits to having a crush on Deku at one point or another, and Midoriya admits to a fantasy of being used by the class during a truth about wildest fantasy. This is how the next weekend, Midoriya found himself shackled in the middle of the living area, ass-prepped, and unable to see behind him. He had to stop agreeing to that game.

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Stuck-In-Wall,, Kinktober, Kinktober 2022, Kink Negotiation, Bottom Midoriya Izuku, Deku Bowl - Freeform, Anal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Tentaclit, Mina Ashido Has A Tentaclit, Iida Tenya Has a Big Dick, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Sero Hanta Speaks Spanish, post-sex cuddles, Cum Inflation, Inflation, Banter, Degradation, Mechanical Tentacles, Consentacles, Quirk Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Quirk Misuse (My Hero Academia), Dacryphilia, Polyamorous Relationships, Class 1A Has Graduated, Sero Hanta Is A Whore, Marijuana Use, alcohol use, cock shaming, Hair Pulling, Breeding Kink, Mentions of Oviposition, Kinky Slut Shaming, Praise Kink, ruined orgasm, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Gang Bang, Consensual Mind Control, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Mind Control, Aftercare, Bondage

“Oh, yeah.” Ochako laughs, taking another sip from her cup. “I had a huge crush on him first-year. Aoyama giving me shit about it was actually what made us pass our midterm.”

“Oui, she turned red as a tomato. I can’t entirely fault her though.” Aoyama chimes in with a dramatic sigh. “I used to try courting him with cheese, but alas, I fear I just scared him instead.” He giggles, with a blurry look to the giggling greenette. “Sorry, again, hon.”

“All good.” Midoriya giggles, taking another drink himself. “But wait. That makes Sho, Uraraka, Aoyama, and I know Kacchan when we were little.” He brushes off the half-hearted threat this gets him. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say every male-attracted person in the class liked me.”

Mina’s eyes shoot to him with a wicked grin and he suddenly feels like he’s in danger. “A pause on truth or dare! Everyone! Raise your hands if at any point you’ve had a crush on our favorite broccoli boy!”

Midoriya flushes, a bit flustered, but quickly turns red when, along with the already mentioned people, Iida, Hatsume, Denki, Jiro, Sero, Shinsou, Monoma, and Camie (dating Mina) all raised their hands.

“I- w-what? I- uh-” Midoriya just stutters, rendered as flustered as he was as a first-year. 

“Congrats. You’ve managed to render the nerd speechless!” Bakugou cackles from across the circle, leaning on Kirishima who is trying to help him not slosh his drink everywhere. 

“Babe, you raised your hand, too.” Kirishima laughs, finally just taking the cup away.

“Oh my gods, I finally shut the damn nerd up!” Bakugou yells. He had two drinks and was no longer allowed anymore.

Midoriya groans, taking another drink as he looks to his boyfriend for help only to see a look that means trouble and decides to just down it instead. “Sho…?”

“Wait, so everyone here who likes dick, also likes my boyfriend?” Todoroki asks in his usual, seemingly oblivious way. It was entirely an act this time.

“Looks like it, Todo.” Mina laughs, clinking plastic cups with Camie.

“Interesting.” He hums, before changing subjects. “So, it’s Uraraka’s turn now, right?”

Everyone is drunk enough at this point that they don’t question it and continue the game, only succeeding in getting everyone drunker. No one even notices Todoroki texting or Kirishima checking his phone.

 “And that’s how I got the scar over my eye.” Kirishima finishes, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. “Anyway, Mido-bro! Truth or dare?”

“Truth!” Midoriya answers immediately, having seen the dares the Baku-squad is capable of and wanting none of it.

He regrets it immediately at the shark-toothed grin he gets. “What’s the dirtiest sexual fantasy, our favorite cinnamon roll has had?”

“Nothing about him is a cinnamon roll,” Bakugou mumbles sleepily against Kirishima’s shoulder. He crashed pretty fast once he was cut off.

This gets a few giggles, Midoriya included as he thinks about it. “I mean, second-year I had this dream after falling down a weird part of the internet where I crashed through a wall during training and got stuck, and no one could get me out and then it just shifted to the class lining up and railing me while I was stuck, and yeah was definitely a wet dream. Why the girls had straps during training, I never bothered to question but yeah, it was hot.” He grins with a hiccup. “Locker rooms provided plenty of material. 

The living room is dead silent as many red faces stare at him in shock before multiple eyes turn to the people in the room capable of making this happen.

“Momo!

“Hatsume!” 

“Todoroki!”

“Sero!”

“Please make this happen!” They call in unison, regardless of who they turned to.

Surprisingly, it’s Sero who chimes in as the voice of reason, high rather than drunk and used enough to the feeling to think. “As much as I’m down for tying the bunny up, and fucking him slowly until he cries, maybe we should wait until morning when everyone, especially Mido, is sober. Also,” Dark eyes turn to Todoroki. “Are you okay with this?”

“I’m the one that told Kirishima to ask the question.” Todoroki snickers mischievously. “He told me about the dream so I wondered if he’d actually say it out loud.” 

“Shooo~ Meanie!” Midoriya giggles, leaning over and kissing him. “I love how cool you are with sharing.”

Todoroki smiles, face suddenly a lot softer before he turns back to the other. “I just ask to be allowed to watch…minus Jirou, I know Momo will probably join, and that'd be like watching my sister fuck. I’ll be leaving for that one.”

There’s some whispering, but everyone who wants to be involved agrees to these terms.

“Cool.” Sero nods, standing up with a clap. “Now then, since we’re at the point of arranging basically orgies, I think it’s time for bed. Shins? Mind helping me get the protesters?”

“Yeah, I can help.” Shinsou yawns, putting out his own blunt. “Let me get my blondes settled first, and I’ll be back down for the stragglers.”

“Bet. Thanks, man.” Sero grins lopsidedly. “Anyone who remembers and has the balls to, feel free to bring it up in the morning, and we go over terms. Now,” he drops his voice into a tone that has a few people straightening. “Time for bed.”

As Shinsou and a wine-drunk Monoma drag a crossfaded Kami towards the stairs, Aoyama, Ochako, Hagakure, Momo, and Jirou rush past blushing with their significant others in tow while Sero chuckles muttering something about bottoms before looking to the stragglers. 

This little move just left Mina and Camie who are trying to continue partying, Kirishima and Bakugou with Kirishima gathering the passed-out blonde to carry him to bed, Shouji and Tokoyami who are asleep in the blanket nest Tokyami made in the corner at some point, and Todoroki and Midoriya. Sato and Koda are also still present, but they both volunteered to be the sober babysitters and are trying to wake up Shouji and Tokoyami so they can go to bed since the nest apparently isn’t the best for overnight rest even if movie nights beg to differ. 

Sero watches how Sato offers a grumpy dark shadow a cupcake so he’ll help wake them up, the darker of the couple blinking in irritation before thanking them. He watches the silent couple along with Kirishima and Bakugou head up the stairs before he turns to who will undoubtedly be the trouble makers. 

“Come on guys.” Sero chuckles, walking over. “To bed.”

Midoriya and Mina have been whispering about something and both giggle before they turn to Sero with smirks that can only mean trouble. “Make me!”

Camie bursts out laughing at the dark looks that pass over both Sero and Todoroki’s faces, both obviously affected by the bratty response.

Sero’s eye twitches. “I hope he remembers in the morning. I think a little bunny needs to be taught a lesson.”

Todoroki nods, pulling Midoriya close and smashing their mouths together in a drunken kiss. “I swear, I’ve trained him better.” The heterochromatic man almost growls.

“Well, he’s also drunk.” Sero chuckles, pupils swallowing his already dark irises. “Fuck, I hope you join when I fuck him.”

Todoroki raises a curious eyebrow before smirking. “If you wanted us both you could have asked sooner.”

Sero just gives one of his lopsided grins. “In my defense, you have this possessive air, so if we hadn’t heard about that sort of foursome and now this tonight. I wouldn’t have known and was not looking to get my ass kicked.”

Todoroki nods, picking a giggling Midoriya up as he stands. “Fair enough. Good night, Sero.” He gives a half-lidded look. “And if this happens, I’ll definitely join you.” 

Sero doesn’t even try to hide how he adjusts his sweats as Todoroki turns away to wrangle the squirming greenette to bed. “Fuck he’s gonna kill me.” Sero groans before turning to the remaining troublemakers. “So are you two going to go to bed, or do I need to peel our purple house cat from his cuddle pile? The rest of the party went to bed, and you were cut off hours ago.”

Mina pouts as Camie giggles, giving her a little peck and whispering something. Sero can imagine what it is by the way Mina’s eyes light up and she drags her girlfriend down the hall to the room they claimed when they moved in months before.

Sero just rolls his eyes with a chuckle before he turns to the responsible of the new adults. “Thanks, guys. Sato, the brownies were on point as always.” He laughs, fist-bumping the buffer man. “Want help cleaning?”

“Nah, it lets us recharge after being around all of…” Sato gestures at where the rooms are. “ That for so long.” The sugar hero laughs. “Thanks though.”

“No problem man. Koda?” Sero peeks around the hulking brunette to their resident JSL user. “You might want to have something fluffy ready for Midobro in the morning when he probably remembers what he admitted. He’s probably going to freak out.”

Koda nods, smiling as he signs about the chinchilla he just adopted. 

“Sounds perfect.” Sero smiles before a yawn escapes him. “Good night, guys.”

“‘Night!” Sato calls as Koda signs the same before Sero turns and drags himself to bed. He doesn’t know when he became the emotional support stoner, but he wasn’t really complaining. He liked his new role but knows he’s going to be in for it tomorrow. 

~~~

“Shoooo~!” Midoriya groans, from where he has his head in the toilet nursing a hangover. “Why in gods’ names did you have Kirishima ask that?! Why did you let me answer that?!”

“I would like to blame it all on the alcohol,” The dual-haired man sighs, offering Midoriya a hangover drink and actual water, “but I would hate to lie. The alcohol gave the idea, but you were also staring at Iida’s…dick print?” He nods when he gets a grunt signaling he used that right. “At his dick print when he was dared to strip and I thought you would start drooling when Jirou described the biggest strap they own during a truth. …There was also something about watching Sero smoking a blunt that may have messed with my judgment. I’m sorry, Izu.”

Midoriya groans and Todoroki can see the red tinting his ears even before he lifts his head to accept the drinks with a thanks. “Why are we such disasters?”

Todoroki smiles, placing a kiss on green curls. “If it helps, I heard them talking in the kitchen when I went down to get these and it sounds like they have agreed to not bring it up unless one of us does?”

Izu scrunches his nose, mumbling something about morning breath even as he smiles. “That does, yeah.” He hums, thinking as he drinks the offered drinks, leaning against his boyfriend when the taller sits next to him. “How about we get some food in us first, then I’ll decide if I want anything else in me, okay?” 

Todoroki chuckles, nodding. “That sounds reasonable.”

Izuku nods in return, stretching as Todoroki helps him up. “You do know you can just fuck Sero, though, right? We agreed just let the other know and you want to watch if it’s me so you can go for it, babe.”

Pink colors Todoroki’s left side before he kisses his boyfriend again. “Have I mentioned I love you?”

“Hmm, I think you’re behind a few hours since we slept in.” Midoriya giggles, before pulling Todoroki after him. “Now come on, Sato probably made his hangover special right?”

“Mhmm, some has already been set aside as a bribe I think.” Todoroki nods, chuckling at how Midoriya’s ears color once more. 

“I don’t have to fight my way to breakfast? Maybe I should be a hoe more often.” The greenette manages to joke even if he looks like he wants to hide under a blanket at the thought.

“That is literally the entire reason you’re able to get through.” Todoroki smiles, chuckling at the way Midoriya’s ears flush.

“Shush!” The greenette huffs as they make it to the stairs. “Should I just get it out there you think?”

“If you want to.” Todoroki hums. “Whatever makes you comfortable.”

“...Ugh! I really want to, but let’s be real, I’ll probably combust trying to get it out.” Midoriya groans, hesitating at the top of the stairs.

“Want some help?” Someone speaks up suddenly, making Midoriya squeak and spin around before he relaxes when he realizes it’s just Shinsou.

“Oh, good morning, Shinsou.” Midoriya sighs. “You scared me.”

“Sorry. Underground hero stealth is hard to turn off when you had Aizawa drilling it into you for almost three years.” The tired man yawns. “Want some help, though? You’re talking about the stuff from last night, right? Denks said everyone agreed to let you make the first move, but you’re also…” Shinsou trails off, gesturing at the entirety of the fidgeting greenette. “Yeah.”

“I’m working on it.” Midoriya pouts but ends up sighing again. “No, I should probably be the one to say it…eventually…okay yeah if I ask you to can you make me tell the truth?” He groans.

“Not a problem. I’ve been trying to get less…scared I guess of my own quirk, and I’m still too tired to care as much.” Shinsou agrees, yawning again.

“...When was the last time you slept? You’re working mostly nights, right?” Midoriya frowns, slightly stalling but also actually worried, knowing what Shinsou’s dad’s quirk is.

“My blondes have been helping me get better at it don’t worry. Denki’s just a menace when crossfaded and so is drunk Monoma.” Shinsou assures him with a tired half-smile that looks too much like their former homeroom teacher. “Now you have probably two cups of coffee before I’m awake enough to be hesitant so probably figure it out before then.” He yawns again as he starts making his way downstairs. 

“...Are wepositive he’s not Aizawa’s secret-love child?” Todoroki whispers once the new underground hero is out of earshot. 

Midoriya can’t help the surprised laugh that leaves him at his boyfriend’s antics. “Babe, theyliterally did a DNA test to prove your theory wrong. Yes, we are positive.” He giggles, grabbing a chilled hand. “Come on, let’s go down.”

“They could have faked the results.” Todoroki insists. “Aizawa-sensei has underworld connections, doesn’t he?”

“Shooo.” Midoriya groans, chuckling. “It’s Aizawa-sensei we’re talking about. He’s tired and overworked as it is, he’s not going to waste time forging DNA results.”

“But he could.” Todoroki insists, a slight pout on his lips.

Midoriya can’t help but kiss that pout before he pulls the other into the kitchen with him. “Good morning, all.” He grins, trying to ignore the flush threatening to creep up his neck.

“Morning, Midobro!” Kirishima is the first to grin, being one of the few not awkwardly staring red-faced at their breakfast. “How you feeling?”

“Like I was Detroit Smashed and not in a good way.” Midoriya groans in response, sliding into a seat and looking at Sato gratefully when a hangover breakfast is slid in front of him on the table. He flushes as red as Kirishima’s hair, however, when he realizes what he said. “I- um, I mean-”

“Midoriya?” Shinsou asks over the rim of his kitty-themed coffee cup.

“Please.” The greenette groans, flopping his head on the table.

“You sure?”

“Ye-” Midoriya’s eyes fog over as he goes silent.

“Uh…Shinbro? Is there a reason you brain fuzzed Midobro?” Kirishima asks, sliding in across from the spacing out OFA user.

“I offered to help if he didn’t think he could get an answer out on his own. Didn’t think he’d ask so soon, but I don’t think he expected to make a sex joke.” Shinsou yawns, looking back to Midoriya. “Now tell them what you wanted to say.”

“I want as many of you that are willing to rail me until I can’t possibly cum for the next month.” Midoriya mumbles in a monotone. “I wanna be bound and unable to move where any of you can just walk in and use me whether I even get to cum or not and I just have to take it. I wanna be absolutely ruined and dripping and-”

Shinsou releases his quirk, ears flushed red as he drinks his coffee. “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I get the point.”

The girls-minus Hatsume-and Kaminari and Monoma are flushed red, but everyone nods in agreement. 

“Yeah, I definitely get it.” Sero laughs, playing with a green curl on the flushed head next to him. “Was it really that hard, conejito?” The tape user hums teasingly.

This time there were groans from both Midoriya and Todoroki. Midoriya from embarrassment and Todoroki from Sero speaking Spanish. This at least got enough of a laugh out of Midoriya to help him back to the conversation as he nods shyly.

“It’s embarrassing.” He mumbles, finally starting to pick at his food. “Not every day you get the chance to live out one of your wet dreams.” A small smirk graces his lips. “Helps that Sho is now in just as much trouble, though.”

"Shush, you." Todoroki huffs, face hiding in Midoriya's curls even as he peeks up at Sero. 

After a few seconds, it's Kaminari who finally speaks up. "Alright-" He squeaks before clearing his throat and trying again. "Alright, um, so if we could maybe stop eye fucking each other right in front of my salad." He jokes, ignoring Monoma's jab at the sugar abomination sitting on his plate. "How we doing this? You wanted to do a stuck-in-the-wall thing right? Well, we got Todobro who can make a literal ice wall- though not sure how safe that is long-term-, Hatsume who can def make something probably terrifying, Momo who can probably make a stockade-type thing, or our friendly dom spiderman Sero. Whatcha think?" Kaminari rambles, obviously trying to ignore his own embarrassment."

"Well, Sho isn't a big fan of using his quirks in the bedroom." Midoriya starts, finally starting to eat and humming happily at the grease. "Fuck, that's good. Anyway, Hatsume might be interesting, though I'd definitely want to see whatever it is first to make sure I'm not going to die." He looks at the pinkette pointedly from across the kitchen. "I don't know how Ten lets you get away with half the stuff he does but the marks you leave are truly scary sometimes."

He can't help but shake his head at the manic grin he gets as Iida tries to sputter out an excuse. "Don't even, Ten. We've all seen Aoyama's neck after you get back from a long mission. You're no saint." 

"Mon Dieu, no more drinking for you." Aoyama laughs dramatically, even as his face flushes bright red.

Midoriya just snorts as he continues answering Kaminari. "Whatever Momo makes will probably be the safest with how meticulous she is." He nods, eyes trailing to the self-proclaimed resident bicycle smirking next to him. "Though I'm sure you have plenty of experience of how to not leave tape burns yourself." It doesn't escape him how multiple people in the room turn red. 

"Plenty." Sero grins. "Though that's half the fun." 

Midoriya blinks for a second before pulling his phone out and scrolling for a second and nodding before switching screens and smirking back. "Neither of us have any photoshoots for a while. Sho keeps pouting he wants someone to go feral on him and apparently I'm too soft on him." He ignores the whine above him. "Think you can fix that, Sero?" 

Mischief sparkles in dark eyes as they trail up to meet pouting mismatched ones. "Oh, I'm sure I can figure out something. I even have a few ideas now if I can borrow him for a bit?" 

There's a needy whine from above him and Midoriya chuckles. "Have at him. He can fill you in on limits and such." 

"Bet." Sero grins, hopping out of his seat and scooping up a very frazzled Todoroki with strength his still slim-looking build does not give away only seeming to fry Sho’s brain further. “Come along, copo de nieve.”

Steam rises from Todoroki’s fire side as he’s carried back to the stairs. He seems to stutter something before just hiding his face in Sero’s neck and letting out a whine even as he gives Midoriya a thumbs up from behind the lanky boy’s back.

Midoriya just snickers, waving to his boyfriend to have fun before he turns to the others, a little more at ease now that his normally stoic boyfriend is equally embarrassed. “So who’s fucking me, and when are we doing this?” He grins, digging back into his breakfast.

Chatter picks back up as people start staking claims and arranging schedules. So far he knows for sure that Todoroki, Sero, Iida, Hatsume, Aoyama, Jirou, Camie, Uraraka, ShinMonoKami, and the Bakusquad all plan to have a go while Momo and Hatsume are talking logistics. Sato and Koda agree to cover for Midoriya and Todoroki so they don’t have to witness this insanity, and by the time breakfast is done, everything is figured out and a shirtless, smirking Sero is coming back down the stairs to retrieve water and fruit. There are multiple whistles as he turns back around and reveals the number Todoroki has done on his back.

“Jesus, you weren’t kidding about him needing his back blown out, huh?” Mina laughs as she starts helping Jirou with the dishes. “Momo, you might want to make the dummy some cream before he starts showing them off in shoots.”

Momo’s bright red as she wordlessly does as is asked. “One of you should take it to him.”

Kirishima laughs as he snatches the container, heading up the stairs with his own set of hangover drinks and a plate of food. “Thanks, Momo. I’ll drop it off on my way to Kat.”

“Make sure he actually puts it on! Sho is still working on his quirk trauma, and will probably clamp up if those scar too bad.” Midoriya warns, taking his plate to the girls at the sink. “I’ll come get him in a few. He’s like an annoyed cat if he’s pulled from cuddles before he’s ready.”

“Gotcha, Midobro!” Kirishima calls back before the heavy sounds of him running up the stairs sound.

From there, everyone disperses to their various tasks of the day. Some ran out the door for their patrol shifts, others were helping others nurse their hangovers, some doing chores for their rotation, and others just enjoying their day off. This, minus hangovers, is basically how the rest of the week went too. About halfway through the week, Urarak and Jirou were called away on long missions so unfortunately had to drop out, but expressed hope that all went well so they could join in next time. Midoriya was a bit bummed, but every now and then, they would find Momo and Hatsume playing with things in the living room and gradually constructing a contraption that looked as terrifying as it did fun so that feeling didn’t last long. You could definitely tell Hatsume was part of the design and Midoriya had to wonder what half of those things even did, but knew he would find out soon enough.

~~~

“Hey, Midoriya,” Shinsou calls tiredly down the hallway on the decided-upon day. “You ready?”

Midoriya is somehow still able to blush at the thought, but nods. “Yeah. Ready whenever you guys-” He consents before things go fuzzy and he has the out-of-body-esque experience of Shinsou hefting him over his shoulder, and bringing him downstairs where others were waiting to start. 

As he’s strapped into the weird contraption the girls constructed, he can vaguely see Todoroki already relaxing in a chair to the side and internally smiles at how excited his eyes look before a sort of inflatable innertube expands to hold him in place like he’s actually stuck in a wall. Once he’s secured, Shinsou releases his quirk, and Midoriya groans before trying to look around.

He quickly realizes that the weird contraption has it that he can vaguely see Todoroki in the corner of his vision, but can’t see behind him at all. He tries to wiggle and squirm, but the thing just moves and adjusts like there's actual rubble holding him down and he groans again as he lets himself fall limp to await his fate. He hears shuffling and snickering behind him before he feels familiar duel temperature hands playing with the strap of his shorts.

“Guess I get to open you up for them.” Todoroki chuckles from the other side of the wall, mismatched temperature hands sliding the gym shorts down over his ass and taking the offered lube.

Midoriya flushes, knowing over half his class is currently staring at his ass and he tries to cross his legs in a late act of modesty. He doesn’t get very far in this action before not only do his shorts trap him, but Sero comes over to pull them off and tape his ankles to the contraption to put him on full display. Midoriya is so distracted by how red his face has gotten that he doesn’t realize Todoroki lubing up his fingers and spreading his ass cheeks until one of his long fingers is working its way past his rim and a groan is ripped out of him.

Midoriya squirms as he’s quickly and almost methodically opened up, Todoroki seeming to make sure that he works the greenette as close to the edge as possible without letting him cum. It isn’t long before he’s pulling his fingers back and Midoriya whimpers for more. 

“Sho~ No! Please, I’m so close, please Sho, please.” Midoriya whines, squirming in his restraints and groaning as it adjusts to act like moving rubble. 

He just hears Todoroki chuckle behind him before the dual temperatures move away and Midoriya is left completely exposed. He hears some more whispering for a few seconds before a dramatic sigh breaks through the noise. 

“Mon Dieu, I guess I will just have to go first since none of you can decide.” Aoyama sighs dramatically, no doubt strutting over before Izu feels delicate fingers across his back. “You are all free to watch, but otherwise I will be sure to inform you when I am done with mon lapin.” 

Midoriya really doesn’t care who fucks him first at this point, he just wants something in him again. There’s more shuffling, probably of some leaving to wait their turn before Midoriya feels a much larger hand cover the other. 

“I didn’t think you were actually capable of topping with how much of a pillow princess you are,” Iida whispers just loud enough for both men to hear but in a voice Midoriya didn’t think he was capable of that makes a shiver race down his spine. “Honestly didn’t think that cocklet of yours was good for anything other than giving away how much you love crying on my cock.”

Midoriya didn’t think Iida was capable of saying such things but he hears Aoyama moan and puts together this is their normal.

“Guess it will be a good warm-up to take some real cocks as the night goes on, though I’m sure even Todoroki’s fingers did more.” Iida finishes off with a barely audible growl that has Izu wishing he could see the look in the bigger man’s eyes that he’s sure would make him cum on the spot.

Aoyama whimpers and Midoriya can feel his hand shaking now as he apparently lubes up his cock with the other before he feels it pushing into him.

It definitely wasn’t the thickest thing he’s taken and it’s probably barely at average length, but Midoriya groans nonetheless, just happy to have something in him.

“Aww, listen to him try to spare your feelings.” He hears Iida hiss in the blonde’s ear as delicate fingers flex against his hips. “No need to be nice Midoriya. You can probably barely feel it, can you?”

Gods he hopes he talks like that to him later.

“Ten~” He hears Aoyama whine behind him as he starts thrusting when Midoriya wiggles his hips. You can tell he doesn’t top probably ever as he starts up an absolutely sloppy pace, obviously chasing his own pleasure as Iida eggs him on with filthy taunts in his ears. 

“Ah-Aoyama~” Midoriya whines, squirming to try to get stimulation where he needs it and huffing in frustration when the “wall” just keeps adjusting around him and leaving him completely at the mercy of the inexperienced blond using him as a cock sleeve.

“Mido, Izu, nngn~ Sorry. Sorry. I’m sorry.” Aoyama whimpers, making no attempt to adjust his pace as he approaches the edge embarrassingly fast. “So good. So warm. Izu~”

“Look at you. Can’t even last long enough to satisfy him. Pathetic. You should know by now you’re only good for crying on my cock with my hand making a pretty collar around your neck.” Iida growls, hand coming up to Aoyama’s neck based on the way the blonde’s breath hitches.

A few more thrusts and Aoyama is crying out with his release while Midoriya cries out in frustration, being nowhere near his but having no choice but to sit there and take it as his ass is filled with the blonde’s cum.

“Sorry, sorry, Izu, sorry.” Aoyama hiccups as he pulls out, a thin line of cum connecting his cock to Midoriya’s hole before it snaps.

“Shhh. You’re okay, baby. Midoriya has plenty ahead of him.” He hears Iida coo now in a much softer voice than before, and Midoriya would be more annoyed if it weren’t oddly cute. 

More shuffling and a huff tells him that Iida’s probably carrying the small blonde away as he promises to come back later and Midoriya is left waiting once again.

His impatience is probably what makes it feel like so long before a warmer than usual hand smacks his ass causing a yelp before it tangles in his hair.

“Kacchan~” Midoriya moans at the rough treatment to his curls. 

“Looks like you get to choke on it this time, nerd,” Bakugou smirks, pulling down his sweats as Midoriya feels a rough hand on one of his ass cheeks that must be Kirishima. 

“Don’t ruin him too much, babe.” Kirishima chuckles from behind him. “Others want to hear him scream too.”

“Tch, I could probably bruise his damn vocal chords and he still wouldn’t shut up.” Bakugou tsks with a roll of his eyes before they train back on Midoriya. “Now open up, nerd.”

Midoriya narrows his eyes, sticking out his tongue before ultimately doing as he’s told when Bakugou pulls on his curls once more and rips another moan out of him that is immediately cut off by a cock being shoved between his parted lips. He does his best not to gag as Bakugou works his cock deeper little by little until Midoriya has to relax his throat so the blonde can burry himself to the hilt.

He almost wants to smirk at the way Bakugou curses when he swallows around him, but, as if the curse was a cue, Kirishima lines up and starts slowly sinking his cock into the greenette’s ass. He moans around the cock in his mouth, making Bakuogu curse again before he starts pulling out to start delivering shallow thrusts to Izu’s throat. 

Midoriya tries to relax as much as possible until he feels Kirishima bottom out and Kacchan looks over the wall. From there it’s a bit of a blur as he’s thrust back and forth between the two, the contraption continuing to adjust to the rough movements so it feels like he’s being fuck out of and back into the wall as the two spitroast him. He moans loudly-or as loud as he can-around the cock face fucking him and screams around said cock when Kirishima finds his prostate and adjusts his angle to hit it as much as possible and make both men moan as Midoriya’s pleasure sends vibrations up Bakugou’s cock. 

He does gag a little when Bakugou grabs his curls harder to hold him still but relaxes again just in time for Bakugou to start face fucking him hard and fast like he plans to make good on his earlier threat to bruise his vocal chord. Midoriya moans at the thought, teary green eyes rolling back as Kirishima brutally abuses his prostate and leaves claw marks on his hips as his quirk rolls through his calloused hands. 

He would beg if he could, for what he doesn’t entirely know, but his throat is acting as little more than a vibrating cock sleeve at this point as he’s used from both sides and he’s so fucking clo-

The world’s most strangled ‘Kacchan’ vibrates up the blonde’s cock as Midoriya finally cums with a blocked-off scream. His vision whites out momentarily and he hears a curse behind him as his ass probably milks Kirishima’s cock before he feels cum fill his ass. He groans before almost gagging when he surprisingly gets no warning before his nose is shoved in blonde pubes and cum shoots down the back of his throat.

Midoriya does his best to swallow it all but some ultimately tries to escape when Bakugou pulls away. The keyword istries as Bakugou just smirks at him before stuffing any escaped cum right into his panting mouth.

“Swallow, nerd.” 

Midoriya does so without question, groaning once more as Kirishima pulls out behind him ad he feels cum start to flow down his leg. 

Or it should be but he hears one of Hatsume’s worrying snickers and silicone-encased tentacles come shooting out of the contraption and he cries out in oversensitivity as a bigger one shoves the cum back inside him andinflates to keep it inside. 

“Hatsume~” Midoriya chokes out in shock as Kirishima and Bakugou wish him luck and scramble away, neither wanting anything to do with whatever the pink-haired inventor has planned.

“I’m sure my baby will have a lot of fun with you.” She responds and Midoriya can practicallyhear the manic grin. 

“W-what does it do?” Midoriya stutters, slightly concerned even if he is curious. 

“Oh, calm down, Zuzu.” Hatsume grins, moving into view with a control box in her hand. “You’ll love this. It’ll keep you absolutely stuffed while the other tentacles will stimulate your other erogenous zones. It’s programmed to monitor your heart rate and learn what drives you crazy.” 

She taps the screen a couple of times and the tentacle keeping him plugged starts moving, targeting his prostate with mechanical precision when he jerks and moans before he screams when a smaller one wraps around his cock to stroke him, and two more move to play with his nipples. Another tap and he cries out as the one inside him and around his cock start vibrating and pushes him directly into over-sensitivity. 

Tears fill his eyes as he squirms and moans, but he can tell Hatsume is paying attention for a safe word even as she takes notes. This fact makes it a little easier to bear as the contraption rips another orgasm from him way sooner than he’s ready and he hangs there limply as the machine continues. He sighs gratefully when there’s another tap of the controls that turns off the vibrating to let him recover some, even if the tentacles themselves are still moving.

“Hatsume~” Midoriya whimpers, tears falling down his face before she seems to take some pity and comes over to wipe them from his face and run her fingers through his curls.

“He is just adorable, isn’t he Todoroki?” Hatsume hums, glancing to their right where Todoroki is sprawled out in his chair, cock in hand as he watches his boyfriend be truly and thoroughly used. “Oh wait, did you want talked to or just a fly on the wall type thing?”

Todoroki groans as he swipes his thumb over his slit, eyelids heavy as he looks over to acknowledge her. “You’re fine, just no one else has.” Heterochromatic eyes trail down to Izuku and his face turns fond. “And you have no idea. He’s my little bunny for a reason.”

Hatsume coos as Izuku sniffles. “I can see why. I just want to bully him more the more he squirms.”

Todoroki hums, nodding in agreement. “He really is just adorable no matter his state.”

“I see that.” She grins, before stepping back away to ramp the speed up and restart the vibrations on the control, snickering as Izuku cries out. “If he likes that, wait ‘til the tentacles cum.” Hatsume hums.

Midoriya lifts his head enough to look at her in confusion and concern. 

“Oh yeah. You can’t see the other side.” Hatsume shrugs. “There’s a tray under where your hangs that’s been collecting your cum to use for the tentacles. Don’t worry, I’m not using any random substances.” She assures.

Midoriya blinks a few times before his face flames red. “You’re making me cum in myself?” He squeaks.

“Yup!” Hatsume grins before tilting her head curiously. “Color?”

Midoriya had seriously never thought of it before and was almost concerned with how hot he found the idea. “...Green.” He eventually squeaks.

Hatsume’s grin returns as she taps a few more buttons and Midoriya’s eyes roll back as Hatsume’s contraption brings quite a few monsterfucker dreams to life and he moans loudly. He’s left hanging there as he wiggles and squirms, unable to escape the relentless tentacles and not at all wanting to. 

Eventually, once Hatsume seems pleased with the amount of cum in the tank out of his field of vision, she lets him cum one more time into the tray before tapping the screen again. The tentacles suddenly stop and the one inside him stills as deep inside of him as it can before shooting Izuku’s own cum deep into his gut and seemingly detaching from the rest of the tentacle to act as a plug and hold it all in.

Midoriya cries out, nails digging into whatever he can reach as he sobs through his orgasm and how full he feels. “HaAaa!” He screams what was probably supposed to be her name. 

She pushes another button to retract all the tentacles but the plug back into where they were hiding and makes a move to Izuku before looking to Todoroki. “Do you mind if I hold him a bit or would you rather come over here?”

Todoroki is currently in the process of cleaning his own cum off himself as he pants, nodding his head. “You’re good.” He assures.

Hatsume doesn’t waste any more time as she pulls a stool over so she can rest Midoriya’s upper body in her lap and comb her fingers through his curls. Her smile is slightly less manic than usual as he nuzzles into the attention like the bunny he was accused of being.

“Need a break?” She asks. “I think Mina and Camie called next dibs, but they’re on patrol anyway. We can message to take their time?”

Midoriya nods, yawning slightly into his lap pillow. “Yes, please.”

Todoroki is already typing when she turns to look for her own phone. “I’ve got them. Just scratch behind his ear a bit. I don’t have nails like you and I’m sure he’ll turn to putty.

Hatsume does as she’s advised, cooing a little over how cute he looks, sounding less crazy for once as she does.

The three stay like this for a while until Midoriya gives the go-ahead, Todoroki going to find him water while he texts the others. 

Midoriya is just finishing off the water bottle when the more deviously chaotic of the girls in the building come running into the building, covered in dirt and grime.

“BRB, babes,” Camie calls as she and Mina race down the hall to their room. “We’re like totally gross rn.”

“Yeah, let us wash up, and we’ll be right over to play with you,” Mina adds before they disappear around the corner.

“Good. Gives you a few more minutes to rest.” Todoroki yawns, taking over for Hatsume with a wave as she leaves to find Iida. “How are you feeling?”

“Exhausted, but I want to finish this.” Midoriya yawns in return.

“You weren’t kidding about wanting to be unable to cum for the next month then.” Todoroki smiles fondly, running his fingers through green curls. “I’ll be shocked if you’re able to cum anymore today.”

Midoriya is about to say something when Mina and Camie come back in, butt-ass naked except for the towels they’re using to dry their hair. 

Midoriya turns almost the same color as Mina.

“Challenge accepted.” Mina grins ferociously, making Izuku fear for his ass maybe even more than Hatsume just did. 

“Uh, Mina? Genuinely asking, not trying to be mean but um what is…” Midoriya trails off, entirely too flustered by the situation and the thought of offending her to know what to say.

“Oh, this?” Mina smirks, reaching down and playing with where her clit would normally be. “It’s my clit. Part of the whole alien vibe I got going I guess.” She shrugs. “At least we don’t have to deal with a harness, though.”

Todoroki can see Midoriya’s practically buzzing with questions as he sighs before returning to his self-appointed seat. “Have fun getting drilled on that later.”

“Eh, only fair since I’ll be drilling him first.” Mina snickers as Camie laughs when Todoroki almost chokes on the water he was trying to drink. 

This time, when Midoriya groans, it’s out of exasperation at Mina’s joke rather than pleasure. “Just for that. I don’t want to know.” He huffs.

“Aww, come on, Midobabe.” Mina damn near purrs, running her acrylics through green curls and giggling slightly at the pout the nickname gets from both men. “I’m sure you’ll get all the answers you need when it’s wiggling inside you and filling you up.” A smirk graces her face as she moves behind him. “If you can even think that is.”

Midoriya goes to open his mouth when something is messed with on the plug keeping him full and he feels it deflate and leave him gaping and clenching around nothing. He whimpers at the feeling but doesn’t get any actual time to complain before something is squirming and wiggling against his rim like it’s pushing the escaping cum back inside and making him moan. 

“Mi-Mina!” He whines, squirming a bit before he feels the tentacle-like clit start working its way in properly and he moans. “Fuck it’s making its own lube.” He gasps.

“Mhmm.” Mina hums behind him, acrylics digging into his hips slightly as the extra sensitive appendage is squeezed by the greenette. “Shit, baby. I should have gone after Prez. You’re still so tight.” She groans, tentaclit brushing his prostate to seemingly prove her point and making her curse at how his hole spasms.

“God are you really that eager to get your guts rearranged by my clit?” Mina asks around a breathy laugh. “Look at you already squirming so much.” She coos, bringing her hips back to slam her clit home in his already sloppy hole and cry out at the tight heat.

Midoriya moans loudly, the tentacle’s whithering managing to find all of his sensitive spots. “Mina, please~”

“Begging already, baby boy?” She laughs teasingly, starting up a rough pace that has both of them feeling every drag along Midoriya’s rim. “Damn, how tight you are, it’s almost easy to forget you’re such a little slut. Begging us to strap you up in the middle of the living room and take turns fucking your slutty little hole like it deserves. Gods you’re going to be absolutely dripping aren’t you? Wouldn’t be surprised if your stomach’s actually inflated after this, looking like a proper whore.”

Midoriya was expecting this at some point, but not from Mina and it had him moaning and clenching around her as he withered and his cock ached for release already. 

“Oh? Like that idea do you? It’s already a mess in here, just how many loads have you already let people dump in you?” Mina taunts, nodding to Camie who makes her way to Midoriya’s front. 

“Ha-Hatsume.” Midoriya tried to get out around his moans. “She- nnghn- she-”

“The wall thing has apparently been collecting his cum as well so that’s what Hatsume shot into him.” Todoroki supplies as he watches Camie start smoothing her own nails through sweat-soaked curls. “Kirishima and Aoyama only came once, but Kirishima fucked one out of him and Hatsume milked several from him before she let him rest so he probably has five or six loads in him.” The dual quirk user shrugged. “I wasn’t paying too much attention.”

Mina blinks before her grin turns feral. “Oh, you absolutely nasty little slut.” She chuckles, focusing a bit more now to make sure her clit is fucking the cum deeper into him and cooing at the way he cries out. “So desperate for cum, you’ll take even your own. You’re going to love the amount of whatever it is that I shoot into you then. If it were closer to my time I could give you eggs too, but probably for the best with all the cum.” Another laugh. “Imagine explaining to the press how a woman knocked you up.”

Midoriya is flushed halfway down his back as he whimpers and moans around the abuse to his insides and the dirty words being thrown at him. He squirms in the contraption constantly shifting hold and when he meets Camie’s eyes as she coos at him, they’re teary and fuzzy. “Ca-Camie?” He slurs a little.

“Shhh, is the big scary dommy mommy being mean to you, sweetie?” Camie coos, long nail petting through his hair and smiling when he nuzzles into it seemingly unconsciously. “Look at you, being such a good boy. Taking them all so well aren’t you, sweetheart?”

Midoriya nods, whimpering at the sweet words. “Hope so.” He slurs a little. “Want ‘em to feel goOd-AH~!”

“They’re feeling so good, bun,” Camie assures. “I’ve never seen Mina shaking to hold off cumming so fast.” A giggle. “Then again, I’m usually edging her until she breaks, but that’d be just cruel to do to someone trying so hard wouldn’t it?”

Midoriya whines, nodding his head a bit. “Wanna cu-nnnm- cum.” He moans when there’s another solid drag against his prostate.

“Don’t worry, baby. We won’t make you wait.” She promises, standing up a little. “Will you make me feel good too, sweetie? I’m like totally soaked listening to you two.” She giggles, some of her normal way of talking coming through her sexy talk. 

Midoriya nods his head quickly, tongue lolling out eagerly as a go-ahead while he whines. 

“Such a good boy.” Camie praises, grabbing onto handles and footholds that Midoriya didn’t know were there until then as she smothers his face in her pussy and gasps when he moans against her. 

A few particularly rough thrusts and a tug on his cock to manage to distract him for a moment as he moans into the wet heat in front of him, but the feeling of Camie grinding her clit on his nose brings him back to his task at hand and he starts licking and sucking like a man lost in the desert.

“Oh shit~” Camie whines, grinding herself down on the invading tongue as she tries not to crush his face in the thighs he’s holding onto for dear life. “Mmngh~ Who taught you to eat pussy, sweetie? Shit, that’s good!” She praises, trembling as he tongue fucks her with precision. 

“He spent years with his nose buried in the internet.” Todoroki provides from where he’s scrolling through his phone, not as interested in the girls. “I thought I was dying the first time he sucked my dick, and still am not convinced he didn’t suck my soul out.”

Both girls can’t help but laugh, stuttering their movements enough to get a desperate whine out of the man between them and shared apologies.

“Well, it definitely shows, mnmm~ So good, baby.” Cami praises, thighs trembling as she grinds down. She yelps slightly when this apparently encourages Midoriya to change his hold so he’s holding her by her hips and entirely supporting her weight with the occasional spark of green lightning zipping around his arms as he dives in deeper, sending vibrations through her core as he moans and whines at the clit ruining him. 

It isn’t long before Camie is cumming all over his face with a trembling cry and her release soaking his chin. She feels him continue to lick it up, and hums happily before squirming when she realizes his pace hasn’t changed at all and the gravity of Todoroki’s words sink in. 

“Any chance you know like how much he knows about women?” Camie asks shakily.

“Um.” Todoroki looks up at the ceiling as though thinking before he shrugs. “I know his mom had the sex talk with him pretty long and Bakugou’s mom gave them both the R-rated version so I imagine a bit.”

Camie’s eyes widen as she looks down and sees evil in those previously sweet green eyes before his tongue dives between her folds and he sucks hard on her clit making her throw her head back in a loud moan. 

“You good, babe?” Mina asks from the other side of the contraption.

“I think the bunny totally isn’t as innocent as he seems.” She whines, whithering at the relentless attention. “He’s like not letting up at all.”

Mina laughs before she groans when he clenches around her. “He tryna get another one out of ya?”

“And succeeding.” Camie whines, walls spasming as another one approaches.

Todoroki is looking over now in confusion. “Uh, I’m definitely missing something?”

Both girls frown at him before Mina remembers something and she rolls her eyes. “I forgot who your dad is. Let me guess, convinced the female orgasm is a myth?”

“I had to go to Midnight in secret to learn anything because he signed me out of sex ed.” Todoroki nods before his face scrunches up as though remembering something and his eyes finally widen. “Oh right.”

“There ya go, candy cane.” Camie giggles before moaning around another orgasm and finally trying to squirm away only for calloused hands to pull her closer, green eyes looking up questioningly as though asking if this is alright.

Camie considers for a moment if she wants to deal with overstimulation. “How close are you, babe?”

“Almost there.” Mina moans around Midoriya spasming as an orgasm is pulled from him and his moans stimulate Camie further. 

Camie yelps and moans, deciding she can handle one more, and settles back in. “Okay, bun.” She coos. “Go on and drink your fI-ill!” She cries out when Midoriya immediately returns to his antics.

Mina snickers at the two before redoubling her efforts to pump Midoriya even fuller. “Don’t forget about me, Mido~” She teases, spreading muscular cheeks wide as speeds up and she feels him tense and spasms around her, gifting her with her girlfriend’s beautiful sounds echoing her efforts. 

It’s not long before she hears her girlfriend cry out for the third time, and she herself tenses as she unloads a slick almost slime into Midoriya that has him crying out as well, even if all his cock does is twitch pathetically. Mina groans at the sounds, grinding into Midoriya through her orgasm until she can finally pull out and quickly slip the inflatable plug back into place. She snickers as she pushes the button and Midoriya groans at the fullness, no doubt feeling bloated by now. 

She listens to Midoriya’s whines, cooing softly as she moves around him to have him clean her up with his mouth, kissing her tired girlfriend while whispering affirmations. Her clit twitches a few more times under the attention of Midoriya’s curious mouth, but she knows she’s done for a bit. 

“You did so well, baby.” Mina grins as she eventually bends down next to him, petting through his sweat-soaked hair as she licks some of her girlfriend’s release off his cheek. “Sorry if I was a little mean. You okay?”

Midoriya hums, nodding happily. “I’m alright, Mina. It was kind of hot.” He admits shyly. 

Mina chuckles, ruffling his hair teasingly as she backs up. “Good to hear, Mido.” She smiles, glancing behind the greenette before she smirks wickedly. “Hopefully I didn’t wear you out too much. It looks like Prez is ready for his turn.”

Midoriya pales slightly, remembering the filth whispered to Aoyama earlier and turns entirely scarlet in the next breath as he remembers what he’d seen in the locker rooms in school. “Pray for me.”

Both girls laugh as Mina takes Camie’s hand to lead her away. 

“Good luck, babes.” Camie giggles with a wave. 

Midoriya hears footsteps approach him but nothing touches him for several long moments. Eventually, he starts squirming under the gaze he can feel before he yelps when a big hand connects with his ass and he moans when the plug bumps his prostate. 

“T-Ten?” Midoriya stutters, squirming more and earning another smack and a moan. “Iida, please! The plug! It’s right on my prostate when you do that.” He whimpers earnestly.

“Knowing Mei, I’m sure it is.” Iida finally hums in a voice much lower than normal.

A glance to his side shows Midoriya that Todoroki is just as affected as he is as heterochromatic eyes widen as his back straitens, pink flushing across his cheeks and ears.

“That’s not an excuse to be such a little cock slut though is it?” Iida continues, playing with the plug to make Midoriya squirm so he can deliver another smack to muscular cheeks. “Look at you, squirming for something to fill you.” A large hand dips below him and presses on his stomach to make him realize that Mina was right about his stomach probably distending from whatever she spewed in him when the pressure made him realize just how full he is. “Already so full and begging for more.” Another smack that makes him hiccup out a broken moan. “Do you have an ounce of shame in you? Where’s your pride as a hero, hm?” A grind of the plug against the smaller man’s already abused prostate. “Or are you good for nothing more than being a hero’s cum dump?”

Midoriya had no clue he was into being talked to quite this harshly but he moans lowly at how hard his cock already is again. He did still have some of his pride though…or wanted to taunt the bigger man. Who knows really? “Not a cock slut.” He did not mean for that to sound so pouty and slurred. “‘M hero.”

Another smack makes him sob and his cockthrob .

“Lying isn’t very heroic, Midoriya.” Iida almost growls, making the smaller man shiver. “All I see in front of me is a little whore wanting his gaping, leaking hole stuffed. Look at this,” He tsks, releasing the plug but keeping it angled to keep everything in. “Doubt you’ll even make a good cocksleeve after this with how loose you are. I almost feel sorry for Todoroki won’t even be able to get any friction from his little toy.” 

Midoriya’s hole spasms around the emptiness almost as though it wants to close, but doesn’t remember how to and is only working to prove Iida’s words right as it trembles before him. Midoriya whimpers in shame, trying to move his legs to shield himself but remembering they’re taped to the wall he’s left completely exposed and at Iida’s cruel, judgemental mercy.

He looks to the side in embarrassment and catches sight of something teasing passing over Todoroki’s face as he opens his mouth before closing it thoughtfully and finally looking at Midoriya questionly. He doesn’t know what the other plans to say but trusts him so nods his head and flushes at the small smirk that forms on that scarred face.

“No doubt your right what with the things the girls have been shoving in him,” Todoroki speaks up, sounding bored even as he suppresses a shiver when dark eyes shift to him. “One of us might as well get use out of whatever resistance is left.”

Midoriya flushes, mumbling something about it not being that bad before he squeaks when this earns him another smack. 

“Don’t even deny it,” Iida warns, big hand kneading red skin as he gets his pants undone with the other. “No better than a public glory hole with how used up you are.” Iida swipes up the little bit of cum and lubricants that tries to escape before shoving it back in harshly and smirking at the moan. “I would suggest putting tallies on your ass like those books Mei reads, but all anyone has to do is take one look at you to know you’re nothing but a little slut.” He hears another whine as he finally lines up, moving the plug quickly when he starts sinking in, and Midoriya spasms around him, moaning loudly. 

“Fuck! Shit, are you bigger than the plug? Wait wait wait slow down I’m gonna break!” He rambles despite his hips squirming like he’s trying to get closer to Iida and further down his cock.

“Doubtful,” Iida says with a roll of his eyes. “Not when you’re greedy little hole is trying to suck me in further.” He gives a shallow thrust deeper that earns him a hiccuped moan. “Unless you meant your mind which having a brainless little cum dump waiting for us when we get back wouldn’t be o bad.” He sheaths himself fully and runs a finger over the puffy, red rim stretched around his length and smirks at the shiver he gets to watch race up Midoriya’s back. “As it stands, you’ll probably already need a plug for the next few days with how much you’ll be leaking, I don’t think even Shouji’s tongue would be able to get it all out of you.” He pulls back before starting up a pace that has Midoriya screaming. “Might as well just stay back and be our perfect little fuck toy with how much we’ve already ruined you. You’re probably more suited for this anyway.”

Midoriya doesn’t know if it's his own exhaustion or the conviction with which Iida says it that has him almost agreeing with what Iida says. The thought of being left for his friends to use to pump and dump and being no more than a toy for their pleasure? Midoriya’s cock twitches hard at the thought and makes him moan loudly when Iida finds and starts abusing his prostate. 

“Ten~ Ten please~ No~  I’ll cum if you keep doing that!” He whines, already so close to the edge, and knowing any more will violently throw him over the edge where he’s not entirely sure anyone will catch him.

“Cum whenever you want.” Iida shrugs, not stopping his brutal pace that was obviously far more about chasing his own pleasure than getting Midoriya off at all. He smirks as he feels Midoriya tense and clench around him at the assurance. “Just know I won’t stop.” 

Midoriya’s eyes widen in horror, but it’s already too late as a hard brush against his prostate and the sudden introduction of a large hand around his cock has him screaming out his release and spasming around the giant currently carving its place into his insides, and fuck it almost feels like that time Todoroki brought up fisting with how stretched he is. His vision whites out as he shoots another load into the tray beneath him and he has to wonder if Iida will be the reason he’s left as nothing more than a loose hole. He’s pretty sure he just came so hard his cock about jerked itself off of his body, but he’s not given time to dwell on that as Iida makes good on his apparent promise and continues to use him at that same brutal pace that leaves his legs shaking and threatens to fuck him right out of Hatsume’s invention if she didn’t apparently know her boyfriend so well and what he had planned for the smaller man’s insides.

“I-Iida~” Midoriya moans brokenly, not sure he’ll be able to cum for any of the others after that. “Hurry~ Please, I can’t! I can’t, Iida~”

Iida just huffs, delivering another harsh smack to the side of his ass cheek that makes Midoriya hiccup out a sob. “Quiet. You’re done when I say you are.” He huffs, making sure to grind harshly against where he’s deduced the smaller man’s prostate is. 

Midoriya whines, hands scrambling against the wall as though to escape the overwhelming sensation, but making no attempt to safeword or action out of it. This earns him another smack and, after a few more, he finally falls limp, forcing himself to relax enough to be a proper toy for the bigger man as he whines. “Y-yes, sir.” Midoriya whimpers. 

He’s pretty sure that’s a growl he heard from the other man or something similar at least, and he can’t help but yelp when his hips are grabbed roughly. He swears he hears engines purring as somehow Iida’s thrusts only get more brutal, and green eyes roll back in their sockets at the overwhelmingness of it all. 

Midoriya honestly loses all sense of time from there and by the time he’s finally being filled with another, possibly larger than average load, he’s pretty sure he’s cum again if the dull throbbing in his balls is anything to go by and now he’spositive he can’t cum again as he hiccups on a broken sob. When had he started crying? The answer doesn’t matter to him as he lets out a high-pitched whine when Iida starts pulling out and he’d probably hook his legs around the other if they weren’t still taped to the contraption. He lets out a low groan when he feels the plug fill him again, and yep. It definitely just had to inflate bigger.

Midoriya doesn’t even realize he’s shaking until he hears some mumbling and suddenly a big hand is cupping his face and he’s forced to look into the kinder eyes that he’s used to seeing on his former class president. 

“You okay, Midoriya?” Iida asks softly, whipping tears away as he puts his cock away with his free hand. “Was I too mean? Yuu does say I can get intense, and while he loves it, I should have assured you understood just how different it is from my everyday personality. I am deeply sorry if I hurt you at all.”

Midoriya’s head spun a bit from the complete change in demeanor as he blinked before giving a tired smile and nuzzling the hand cupping his face. “I’m fine, Iida. Just a bit of whiplash between the two.” He mumbles, having to focus a bit to not slur his words. 

“Are you sure? Todoroki was concerned I did actually break your brain.” Iida asks still looking a bit worried. 

“Ten, I witnessed you try to kill a man. You being a little mean when blowing my back out is nothing.” Midoriya chuckles, whining when this gets his now pouty cheek pinched.

“That was three years ago, will you two ever let me live that down?” Iida huffs, ears stained red in embarrassment. “Would you not do the same for your brother.” He asks, head turning to Todoroki before he realizes his mistake in who he’s talking to and opens his mouth to probably apologize. 

Todoroki beats him to it.

“Technically I tried to do the sameto my brother,” Todoroki smirks lightly as he cleans his hands of another orgasm. “And vise versa from him.”

Iida lightly thumps his forehead in green curls with a groan. “Todoroki,please seek therapy!”

“Eh, why do that when I can cuddle my big tiddy boyfriend instead?” Todoroki shrugs as he walks over to kiss Midoriya’s now blushing face. 

“Sho!” Midoriya whines. “I ambegging you to stop listening to Kaminari.”

“Your reactions are too funny for that.” Todoroki smiles fondly before turning to Iida. “Can you help me get him to the couch so he can stretch and rest for a bit? I’m sure you probably know how this thing works.”

“Yes, right away.” Iida nods with one of his hand motions that shows he’s completely back to his normal self as he hops up to find the control box Hatsume left behind. It doesn’t take long from there to get Midoriya out and cuddled against Todoroki on the couch as the lither of the two massages where he’s been in the contraption for a few hours now. They both thank Iida when he returns with water. “Of course, the least I can do for the gift Midoriya has granted us. “ Iida nods. “Should I go tell Shinsou, Monoma, and Kaminari it should be their turn in about an hour?”

Midoriya hums into his water bottle, thinking about it for a second before he nods. “Yeah, that should be enough. Thank you again.”

“Anytime.” Iida nods robotically albeit with a small smirk that shadows his earlier attitude. “Just let me know.”

Midoriya flushes, nodding shyly before they’re left alone to cuddle and relax.

Or relax as much as they could when Todoroki kept curiously poking his stomach or the plug and making him squirm.

“Shoo~” Midoriya whines, trying to squirm away from who was supposed to be his human pillow. “The break was your idea, meanie!”

“But you’re so cute.” Todoroki pouts, nuzzling slowly drying hair despite the sweaty smell. “I can’t help but want to make you squirm for me.”

“Yeah, but I’m sure ShinMonoKami has something planned and I’d rather be prepARed!” Midoriya yelps as he’s suddenly lifted into arms now used to slinging around body wait and met with teasing purple eyes.

“You look plenty prepared to me,” Shinsou smirks as he carries Midoriya back over to the contraption. He real quick shoots the same look over to Todoroki next. “Sero said he’s coming down to give Midoriya a show of his own, by the way.” He warns, chuckling as steam starts rising from the dual-colored man.

“How are you still so skinny?” Midoriya squeaks as his mass of tightly packed muscle is carried like he ways nothing.

“Have you ever seen me in anything but dark colors?” Shinsou smirks, passing Midoriya to Monoma through the ‘wall’ while Kami presses the button to secure him back in place. “I have a non-combative quirk. These two can attest to the fact that I’m almost even with Aizawa by now.”

Midoriya thinks back to the time that Todoroki’s fire went a little wild during training and burned off half of their teacher’s shirt and revealed biceps that could probably crush their head if he wanted to. He flushes red at the memory, earning a laugh from Monoma. 

“Wow, who knew some muscle was all it would take to take down A class’s golden child.” The blonde teases with a smirk as his voice turns pitying. “Almost a shame you wanted to be stuck in here. You don’t get to experience how hot it is when he can manhandle you like you weigh nothing.”

The flush creeps further down Midoriya’s neck at the thought and he squirms, moving like he’s going to magically be able to see around the wall. “It’s a dark-colored shirt, not a magic cloak.” He whispers in disbelief.

“And he somehow survives on 3 hours of sleep a week.” Monoma sighs with an annoyed roll of his eyes like this was an old argument. “We’ve stopped questioning how the laws of nature seem to bend to him.

“Three hou-Shinsou!” Midoriya scolds, shooting a glare at the contraption that he’s sure Shinsou can hear if the tired sigh is anything to go by.

“Snitch.” Shinsou huffs, probably sending his own glare over the ‘wall’.

“You stopped letting me quirk you to sleep.” Is Monoma’s only response as he shrugs. 

“Yeah, 'cause I have stuff to do.”

“The cases will still be there when you wake-”

“Guys!” Kaminari cuts in with an exasperated laugh that says this definitely isn’t the first time this argument has been had. “I’m sure Midobro doesn’t want caught in the literal middle of you two bickering like an old married couple.”

Midoriya sees Monoma frown apologetically at the same time Shinsou mumbles a sorry from behind him. 

“It’s fine.” Midoriya chuckles awkwardly before whispering. “I am team Monoma on this one though.” Earning him a triumphant smirk from said blonde.

“Do you want to bring up your little idea, Hito, or have some fun first?” Monoma finally chuckles, placated now.

“Oh, definitely having some fun first.” Shinsou hums, hands finally finding Midoriy’as hips once more and pressing his thumb into the plug. “I want to see just how much they’ve dumped in him already before they add any more.”

Midoriya furrows his brows in confusion, looking to Monoma as though their self-proclaimed rival will reveal what Shinsou means. “What? What does he meAN?! Mnmm~” Midoriya tries asking but ends up groaning instead when the plug is ground into his prostate. “Shinsou~”

“Sorry, couldn’t resist.” He apologizes sounding not at all sorry before he lets the plug deflate and gives a low whistle at the amount that tries to escape. “We’re not even going to need to prep you, are we?”

Midoriya flushes red but shakes his head slowly. “Unless you plan to figure out DP, probably not.”

“If we had a different angle, maybe.” Shinsou shrugs, the sound of a zipper accompanying it. “Lord knows Nei loves the power trip of dicking down someone from A class, but he’d probably get too big of a head stretching you that much.” He teases, chuckling when this earns him an offended huff. “I’m mostly kidding, babe.” 

“Sure you are.” Monoma huffs before taking hold of Midoriya’s chin. “What do you say to letting me fuck your mouth, doll-Oh?”

Midoriya doesn’t even notice how he lets his mouth fall open and tongue loll out until Monoma is giving him a crazed smirk and he flushes red in embarrassment. 

“I- uh- I” Midoriya starts to stutter before Monoma is once again holding his chin as he gets his shorts off. 

“Nope, shut up, that was hot.” Monoma decides as he finally kicks his legs free.

Midoriya flushes darker but lets his mouth fall open again, humming happily as Monoma slides his cock in.

“Shit, the others weren’t kidding were they.” Monoma groans as a warm tongue caresses him. “You’re really having fun with this, huh?”

Midoriya hums again in affirmation, eyes shining in mischief when the sound sends vibrations up the blonde’s cock before he straight up moans when Shinsou finally starts sliding into him.

“Mngn~” Monoma moans, hand bunching in green locks as the vibrations shoot up his cock. “Hito~ Some warning!”

“And give you the chance to hide your noises?’ Shinsou scoffs as he gives a thrust after finding Iida already did a number on him. “I don’t think so.”

Midoriya does get a view of the pout Monoma shoots behind him so gives a hard suck that gets the blonde to finally start moving with a groan. 

“Gods, your throat.” Monoma groans, thrusting in and out slowly until calloused hands grab his hips. He glances down, blue meeting green before he feels the other’s throat relax around him and he gets the hint. “You want me to fuck your throat?” He clarifies before cursing when Midoriya moans around him. 

Monoma huffs as though put out as he curls manicured fingers into green curls to start using his throat like a fleshlight. Both men moan, encouraging the blonde to speed up. 

Meanwhile, behind the greenette, Shinsou is thrusting in and out of the shorter man’s sloppy hole as he kisses whimpers, and mewls out of Kaminari’s mouth and nipping at his lips. 

“Fuck, you two are so pretty,” Shinsou growls as he finally pulls away, long fingers petting through blonde locks. “What do you think, baby? Ready to see if there’s any left in him?”

Kaminari might as well be purring under the attention as he nods, quickly dropping to his knees and shuffling under Midoriya to take his cock down his throat in one go, Shinsou having fucked away his gag reflex long ago. If his mouth wasn’t full he would probably snicker at the surprised moan Midoriya lets out that drags one from Monoma as well.

“Mnahh~” Monoma moans, speeding up as his eyes return to Shinsou’s. “Now would probably be the time to a-Ask.” He groans when Midoriya swallows around him.

“Yeah, I suggested that before I got my dick in him.” Shinsou groans, grinding into where he has deduced the shorter man’s prostate is in hopes of getting some friction. “Fuck, we should have gone before Iida. That was before. Pretty sure the aftercare team will kill me if he goes anymore.”

“Pretty sure- mnnm~ that’s his decision.” Monoma huffs, smirking when he sees Sero enter the room from the corner of his eye. “Oh, looks like his treat’s here.”

Midoriya looks up at him in confusion before he hears Todoroki gasp and his eyes dart over to see Sero claiming his boyfriend’s mouth and moans at the sight. 

“Shit!” Shinsou hisses when Midoriya suddenly clamps down on him. “I know, dammit!”

“Then ask before Sero melts the other party’s brain.” Monoma scoffs with a roll of his eyes, pausing his movements to pull out briefly so Midoriya can answer. “Sero, cool it for a minute.”

 They hear a low chuckle and a whine before Midoriya and Todoroki direct their slightly annoyed attention to the throuple. 

“Ugh, fine.” Shinsou huffs, though neither he nor Kaminari actually stops their movements. “Kaminari suggested it as a joke, but I decided to ask what the others thought and they all agreed if you were okay with it, but what would you say to me brainwashing the class and ordering them to fuck you to their limit? A safeword will also cue me to deactivate my quirk, but we heard some of what Iida was saying and thought we should ask.”

Monoma can’t help but cackle at the look on Midoriya’s face as his blush spreads down his back and he lets out a strangled squeak. “He only accepts word, doll!”

Midoriya whines, looking over to Todoroki who has a completely ravenous look in his eyes even as he shrugs. “Sounds hot, but up to you.” Which does not help the heat radiating from his freckled face. 

When he takes too long to anser, Shinsou starts slowing down and he whines.

“Just need a yes or no and I continue either way,” Shinsou assures him.

Midoriya pouts but ultimately mumbles out an answer. “Please?”

“What was that?” Shinsou hums with a smirk the other can't see. He heard him, he’s just being an ass. 

“Ugh! Yes! Fuck that sounds hot!” Midoriya huffs, hiding his face in Monoma’s stomach and whimpering when he’s pulled out of hiding by a manicured hand in his curls. 

“Now was that so hard?” Monoma smirks, sliding back in. 

Whatever Midoriya’s pouty little face was going to say is quickly cut off by the three speeding back up and bringing him back to a moaning mess. 

“Like you can talk.” Shinsou chuckles, looking over to where Sero probably has his tongue halfway down Todoroki’s throat. “Mind texting the chat?”

Sero breaks away for a second to start trailing kisses down Todoroki’s pale neck. “Gotcha.” He assures, fiddling with his phone without even looking at it.

Shinsou scrunches his face, wondering how many times he’s texted the other and he had his head between someone’s legs. He quickly shakes his head, deciding he doesn’t want to know. 

Not long after, Monoma moans loudly, not lasting long in the greenette’s throat before he’s cumming hard before slipping out and realizing Midoriya managed to swallow every drop. “Not bad A class.” He manages to chuckle as he brushes aside sweat-damp hair, and moves to join his boyfriends on the other side. 

Midoriya chuckles, sticking his tongue out before squirming a bit and almost screaming when Kaminari swallows around him. How he didn’t notice the darker blonde was only cockwarming him until now he doesn’t know, but that changes very quickly when Kaminari actually starts trying to make him cum. 

“Ngnn~! Fuck~ Kaminari! Ahh~!” Midoriya cries out, squirming and groaning in frustration when Shinsou’s strong hands on his hips won’t let him thrust into the warm, wet heat.

“Nuh-uh-uh~” Shinsou smirks, finally getting some good friction now that Midoriya is getting close. “Just stay there and take what you’re given until I cum.” 

Midoriya whines, but does what he’s told even if his hips jerk every now and again and he’s sure he almost starts crying when Kaminari starts playing with his balls. “Ahh~ No~! Please! So close!”

“That’s it, Midoriya.” Shinsou hums, grinding his dick against the smaller’s prostate and groaning when he squeezed around him. “Cum whenever you’re ready. Denks can take it.”

Kaminari moans happily as though to prove Shinsou’s point and that seems to be all Midoriya can take. No sooner is Shinsou giving him permission than his vision is whiting out and his body is pulling taught as he cums hard down Kaminari’s throat.

As he’s trying to blink his vision back into focus, he hears Shinsou curse before another spray of warmth paints his insides and he giggles about thinking it was good that the other was able to cum despite how loose he is now. 

Soon he hears footsteps and, despite knowing that he can’t see around the wall, still cranes to try and see only to get the beautiful view of his boyfriend whimpering on Sero’s cock as the lanky man growls something to him in Spanish while he thrusts up into him. He gets to watch how Todoroki’s eyelashes flutter with tears and his legs shake and spasm in Sero’s arms as they hold the long legs open. Todoroki isn’t small by any means so there’s something about watching his cock bob uselessly against his belly as his hands are probably taped behind his back and all he can do is take it, and trust that Sero will tip him over the edge that is so mind-numbingly beautiful that Midoriya has to check that he isn’t drooling. 

They’re putting on such a show, that Midoriya honestly forgets others had come into the room until pink hair enters his vision and suddenly the ‘wall’ is moving until his face is hanging lower than his ass and he feels his ankles moved, and cuffed above him so he’s on full display while gravity does it’s best to keep everything in him. He’s confused for a second until he hears Shinsou ask a question and someone’s cut-off answer before he remembers what he agreed to and he flames scarlet as acrylics dig into his ass and he tries to deduce if it’s Mina or Camie.

This train of thought is quickly pushed from his mind with the first hard thrusts, however, that makes him scream, and he doesn’t get time to collect a thought for a while after. By the time the last person snaps out of it, unable to cum anymore, Midoriya can’t possibly hold any more. His hole is now gaping and sloppy, consistently oozing a mixture of cum and whatever Mina produces that only flows more anytime his hips twitch. He’s long since lost the ability to even whimper, having screamed himself hoarse already and he’s now positive he won’t be able to cum for the next month as he started cumming dry an hour ago when Kaminari’s cock kept zapping his prostate with every grind, and his cock now just lays uselessly against his heavily bloated stomach. 

He looks right and properly fucked, but all he can do is give a sleepy smile when Todoroki comes over to him on shaky legs, Sero's cum dripping out of his own ass as he leans down to kiss him. 

“You feeling okay?” Todorki croaks, having gotten his own throat fucked by what he found out was a pierced cock. 

“Mhmm~” Midoriya hums, nodding as he nuzzles into his boyfriend’s cool hand on his face.

“Ready for the self-appointed “aftercare squad”?” he asks next with a tired smile.

Another nod and Midoriya feels the innertube of the contraption deflate and the six large hands of Shouji pull him out and into a warm hug. He had been curious to try as well, but Tokoyami was a bit more territorial than the others due to his bird traits and Shouji respected that so volunteered for cuddle time instead. This, Tokoyami was apparently okay with as he was already waiting in the arm nest to hold him close to him and Dark Shadow.

If Midoriya were a bit more there, he probably would have questioned if Shouji had another growth spurt what with both of them being able to fit in there, but as he was, the arm nest was warm and he was giggling as he sees Koda angrily signing something to their very embarrassed classmates. He doesn’t get to piece it together, however, as he, Todoroki, and Sero are led away to the baths to soak and get cleaned up a bit before Sato is waiting for them in Tokoyami’snestroom with snacks and water.

‘Overall,’ Midoriya thinks to himself as he snuggles closer to Todoroki’s left side, ‘ten out of ten would do again.’

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(A/n: Got some underrated bois on the mind🥰)

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Word Count: 792

Summary- When their crush started.

Warnings: None

Age Rating: None

Shinsou Hitoshi and Ojiro Mashirao (Separate) x GN! Reader

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Hitoshi:

When you defended him.

It was lunchtime when it happened. You were walking back to your table, food in hand when you heard the obnoxious voice of the one and only Monoma Neito. Normally, you'd ignore him and keep walking. Being in the same class as him forced you to be able to tune his voice out, but when you heard him say something about "dropping out" and "villainous" you decided that you'd interfere just this once.

Coming up behind him you see that he had trapped the kid with the brainwashing quirk from the sports festival (you think his name was Shinsou?) at his table. "Care to explain yourself, Monoma?"

Your voice causes him to jump. Shinsou was also taken aback, though he hid it far better.

"Y/n-Chan! I was just telling Shinko here" -You vaguely hear a grumbled 'it's ShinSOU'- "how it'd be better for both him and everyone if he left UA; with such an evil quirk-"

You don't wait for him to finish before you're pulling him face to face by his necktie.

"Listen here and listen good Monoma. I don't know what makes you think you're so much better than everyone else, but -news flash- you're not. In fact, since you want to talk shit and tell everyone how they're beneath you, how about I give you some stats: You're not even in the top 10 of our class. How's that for being bottom of the barrel? Maybe work on your own abilities -or lack thereof- instead of belittling others. People might actually like you then."

You let him go before turning to Shinsou. His mouth is open, staring at you with shock. "Grab your tray, you're eating with me today."

Mashirao:

(pls I love him so much it hurts🥺)

When you partnered with him for a project.

"-projects are due next week on Wednesday. You're expected to spend class time as well as time off working on them. Partner up and shut up; anyone who wakes me automatically fails."

The bell rings, officially releasing Class 1A from Aizawa's seemingly permanently harsh stare.

Mashirao collects his things before filing out the door like his classmates. He's walking with Shoji through the halls when he hears what sounds like his name. Thinking he's just hearing things due to the loud, crowded halls, he returns to their conversation.

Until he hears it again, much closer.

He stops to turn to the person calling him only to be barreled into. Out of instinct he reaches out to catch whoever rammed into him.

Steadying you, Mashirao barely has time to register your form scrambling backward before you're bombarding him with apologies.

You bow an almost perfect 90 degrees as you ramble. "Oh, my god, I am so sorry Ojiro-kun! I was trying to catch up to you guys and wasn't expecting you to stop walking and-"

"Hey, it's alright, really. I don't think you would have almost knocked yourself to the ground on purpose." He cuts you off before you talk yourself into passing out.

Your mouth snaps shut, and you stand there silent for a beat before Shoji breaks the silence. "I'm... gonna go ahead and save us a seat in the cafeteria..."

With that Mashirao and you are left in the mostly empty hallway.

Another beat of silence passes through before he asks, "So, what'd you need me so urgently for?"

He's smiling but you still look embarrassed.

"I... I was wondering ifyoudbemypartnerfortheproject!"The last part of your sentence is mumbled, not unlike Midoriya when he gets in his own head.

"...Sorry?"

"I was wondering if you'd be my partner for the project?"

To say he was surprised would be an understatement. You were in the top 5 in class. Not to mention you're one of the most popular students in the entirety of the hero course. Why would you want to partner with someone like him?

He wouldn't mind getting to know you better, so he doesn't dwell on it.

"Sure! When do you wanna get started?"

-

You are probably one of the best partners he's had to work with. You actually pull your weight with the project -adding your own ideas and opinions when necessary, all while not being a total stick in the mud. You ask for his thoughts on things and don't completely take over either.

You are also insanely attractive he notes pretty much from the get-go.

The way you laugh at his corny jokes doesn't help at all. Neither does the way you lightly smack his arm when he acts like a dork or the way that you furrow your eyebrow in confusion or pump your fist with a small 'yes!' when you finally figure that thing that's been eluding you.

Or the way that-

Oh. Oh. He's got it bad...

#Shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinsou fluff #ojiro mashirao x reader #ojiro fluff #shinsou hitoshi #ojiro mashirao #mha fluff #bnha fluff

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[idontknowmyownmind]

I just realized that when I joined a new fandom, most of the time, more likely, will be a part of the minority part of it.

For example,

ORV: DokJoong (bottom Joonghyuk)

INTKOT: Bottom Cruel

LCF: OG!Cale

RIM: Bottom Hyunsung

BNHA: AU that involved Bakugo, Shinsou, Monoma (three of them as aquintance) and Bakubowl (w/o Midoriya)

Lookism: Danielcest (?)

TSCTIR: Submissive Yoohyun

AssClass: Gakushuu-centric, Karashuu (bottom Shuu)

Haikyuu: Kageyama harem

Jujutsu: Toji x Geto, Sukuna x Geto, Gojo x Geto (basically the daddies with bottom Geto)

KnB: Akashi centric

And many more I can't remember...

#mi post #just want to share it #honestly #because of this i suffer and desperate #because it's hard for me to find what i want in these fandom #because the minority of it #i can just made up a lot of things in my head

[prpfs]

Hello! 🐤 I'm 25+ and I go by she/her! I've lately been getting my Shinsou muse back and I miss writing him so I'd love to make use of this motivation while I still have it! That being said, I'm looking for someone who'd love to write either Katsuki Bakugou or Neito Monoma against my Hitoshi Shinsou from My Hero Academia!

I'd prefer we start it off with them dating already because I don't have the patience for slowburn. 😅 I just want a bratty boyfriend for my stoic but patient muse. It can be a Pro Hero AU or modern AU; just not set in the current events because that'll get too convoluted.

I'm adv lit (four or five long paragraphs/500 words at least) so I'm looking for someone who considers themselves as such. I'm open to dark themes but will be selective! Smut is a must and I write Hitoshi as a top so for this, I'm only looking for anyone who writes Katsuki or Neito as bottoms.

I will also ask for a writing sample and I will send one of mine as well. ☺️

Thanks!

like if you're interested and op will reach out

#my hero academia rp #my hero academia roleplay #mha rp #bnha rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #dead dove #1x1 rp