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kalieros · 2 years

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hawks, aizawa, endeavor x fem!reader

>> a/n: Finally - jealous ex’s pt. 2, prohero edition. This one ventures into the daddy or dom/sub territory, so be aware. Definitely self-indulgent on my part. I went a little different for some of these! I’ve got a few more lined up as well for those of you who requested some~ enjoy!

>> warnings: NSFW (minors do not interact), dub-con/non-con elements!, reader is wearing a dress/skirt and heels, public spaces, phone sex, dirty talk, vulgar!!, rough, masturbation, voice kink, use of kitten as pet name, endeavor x coworker, slight size kink, manhandling, a BIT of yandere/baby trapping at the end because I’m going to hell

Hawks/Keigo:

Hawks’ problem is flirting - and he knows it.

But that does not mean he is okay with you flirting around - no, he is far from okay with that

It doesn’t take him long before he realizes you’re seeing other people - he swears you’re doing it just to bother him but he would never let anyone see it works

But that was a mistake. You’re his baby bird, his little chickadee, and who do they think they are coming after his territory, his prize?

He’d claimed you in his heart the moment he saw you and there was no going back now

At first he tries to win you back over with his usual tactics - flirty texts, flowers, little gifts on your doorstep hand-delivered with a crimson feather perched on top

He leaves you messages promising affection and candlelight dinners, all his attention

But when that doesn’t work he decides maybe he needs to really show you how he feels - you’re so special, after all, he should put in more effort, right??

One day he corners you on your walk home, having just noticed you on his patrol (he was totally NOT following you)

He swoops in and begs, whines about how you’ve been ignoring him and he just wants you to hear him out

Blocks you in with his wings, cornering any method for escape as he promises you’re all he’s thought about for days, weeks

“I’d give anything to feel you again, baby bird,” he begs to you, whispering in your ear as he noses your throat, running his hands down your sides

He slides up your dress and begs to put in just the tip as he grabs at your thighs

He lifts you up effortlessly, wrapping your legs around his hips and promises no one will know, not with his wings around you and his hand pressed to your mouth

When you give in he praises you so well, murmuring “that’s my girl,” and “you’re taking me so well.”

Takes what he wants easily, pounding your pussy before soothing the marks he leaves with little kisses, knowing you’ll never be satisfied with another person with the way he leaves you whimpering

Eraserhead/Aizawa:

Pfft, Aizawa is totally above being bothered by something so trivial

Or so he has told himself a million times now, usually at night as he lies awake thinking about you

He’s now seen you a handful of times with this other guy

Despite not admitting his deep disappointment to himself, he still does everything in his power to find out who this person is

He sulks a little, quietly, one might even say he’s brooding - until Nemuri and Hizashi tell him he’s gotta do something about his pouting

He is literally sleeping less somehow and they’re the ones taking the brunt of this behavior

When he decides to get up the nerve and call you he chickens out! As a result he develops.. a habit

Every night now he strokes himself to the thought of you, slowly getting more and more frustrated at the fact that its not you taking his load on your tongue or inside

Some nights he would scroll through your socials or touch himself to pictures of you

He knows its probably wrong but.. he can’t help thinking about you, especially after you’ve been flaunting yourself all over the place with your new beau, and he hated that

He knows he’s the only one that can satisfy you anyway - or understand your particular needs

Finally, on a particularly rough weeknight, Aizawa calls you late at night, thinking you won’t pick up. He intends to leave a voicemail, (really!) but is shocked when you answer

Instead, your groggy voice picks up and he is immediately affected by it

You ask what he wants - is he okay? It’s so late - but you hear on the other end of the line a low groan and you faintly realize he’s stroking his cock to the sound of your voice

“You’ve been so bad, little one” he growls, stroking his cock with more intensity

He relishes in the gasp that leaves your lips and begs you to keep talking

He tells you just how much he’s missed you, and exactly how he intends to mark you all over and leave you aching for him the way you’ve left him waiting this whole time

He wants to punish you for making him jealous and you can’t lie - you love it

“Going to fill you up so good, kitten. He doesn’t even compare, does he?”

By the time he’s done you’re soaked and Aizawa is at your front door, promising that neither of you will be getting any sleep

Endeavor/Enji:

First of all - another ex for endeavor? You’re crushing his heart (I know, I’m a softie)

He swore he would never allow another person to leave because they were unhappy

When you said you needed a break his heart plummeted right into his stomach

He did his best to keep it together - he tried to convince you to work it out at first, reaching out over the phone or leaving messages and flowers at your desk to no avail

But rejection was beginning to sting

He tried, he really tried to do it the right way and respect your wishes but he started to see you on patrol with other people and that just wasn’t going to work for him

He was trying to do better, be better but things like this just tested his patience.. How could you not see that you’d broken him completely?

Well - perhaps being forward would be just what you needed to get it through your pretty little head that you were either his or no one’s

He calls you into his office one day during lunch to discuss some paperwork

He confronts you - telling you its been so hard to see you walk around the office in those heels, in those skirts, and then going off with someone else

He crowds you against his desk and rips open your tights, sliding up your tight little pencil skirt before lifting you onto the desk and taking you right there

His hands are calloused and everything about him is heavy and large and he uses this to his advantage

He holds your face in his with rough hands, kissing you hard as he brutalizes your cunt, the desk giving him the perfect leverage to hit right there

He secretly wants to see you cry on his cock and makes it a mission to have you thoroughly ruined before the hour is up

Not much of a talker but definitely whispers how sweet and perfect you’re being for him, and how he’s “not going to let you slip away” so easily

As he sits you on his lap he definitely considers using his thick fingers to push his seed right back inside as he watches it drip out, thinking about how he could keep you by his side forever...

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fablesofkitkat · 2 years

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(18+) extra pov: domestic moments at 5:00 AM with Enji

genre: nsfw

minors do not interact

synopsis: what if instead of Rei, it was you who married Endeavor? early conversations with Enji.

I don't know how you do it, making love out of nothing at all

-Air supply

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You stretch yourself on the bed as you wake up, pulling a muscle on your foot. The pain is instantaneous, resulting to your curled position. Are you that old? Getting cramps from a simple stretch? You couldn't contain the groan and whimper escaping from your lips. This wakes the sleeping giant beside you.

"...whuzwrong?" his voice sleepy and gruff.

"Foot cramps."

His eyebrows scrunched up and with eyes still closed, he sits up. His hand padded its way blindly to your thigh, squeezing for a second and he props up your leg to his lap. He attempts to grab your foot.

"Don't you dare—" you warned Enji.

His hand is large enough to make your feet small. He cradles your aching foot and gently flexed it. Relief flooded you. The pain seeped away. "This is new. Have you been wearing tight shoes?"

"No."

"...are you sure? Your feet size grew after you had Shoto."

The heat in his palms enveloped your foot and you sighed in contentment. "I'm sure."

"Maybe you're low on potassium, go see a doctor." He mumbled sleepily, eyes still closed. Enji placed both his palms on either side of your foot, gently pulling the right side of the foot forward while pushing the left side back, then left side forward and right side backward; he repeats the twisting motion, working his hands from ankle to toes.

"No, you go see a doctor. You're long overdue for a check-up too." You feel drowsy once more.

"It's Touya who needs a check-up. His new burns looked terrible despite the hero suit you invested in."

Your eyes narrowed. "What new burns?"

His eyes snapped open at his slip-up. The grimacing look he put on made the misplaced anger in you fade. Damn, this crusty old man. When did he get so adorable?

You looked heavenward and thought of your eldest. You never thought you'd consider about whooping his butt, but here you are. "What am I gonna do with Touya? Why can't he be moderate with his quirk."

"There are new heroes every day. Someone will be faster than Touya. Or wiser. Or stronger. He thinks he needs his chance in being Number One has a limited time window. It won't be long til he starts to feel the ache in his knees, feel the clunkiness of his movement, or notice how fatigue comes easy to him as he grows old. Since he was a kid, it didn't matter how much he bruised himself up to complete a day's training."

"Sounds like someone I know." You lift your arms up at him, inviting him to press himself into a hug.

His head rests on your chest while his arms lift your back so he could hug your waist. Your legs are apart to make room for him and then finally, he rolls his body with you lying on top of him.

"Fuyumi also worries me." Enji opens up; his hand is on your hip, the other on your back.

You look at your husband, propping your elbows up on his chest while your chin rests on your knuckles. "Why? Did something happen to Yumi??" Your forehead creased in worry.

"Don't you ever wonder why our daughter hasn't brought anyone for us to meet?"

"Like a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?"

"Yes." The grudge in that word did not go unheard.

You grin at his sour-puss expression. "One, you're very intimidating. Two, speak for yourself. How do you know I haven't met her special someone?"

"You did?"

"Well, not formally. There were no introductions. It was just me seeing them one time at the movies."

"You were at the movies without me?" His tone accusing.

"It was the time you left in the middle of our date." You sit up on his stomach, knees astride. You poke a finger at his chest. "You know I never watch a movie without you, there's no one to sleep with me."

His hands creep to cup your ass and you think none of it. You try not to. You and Enji are in your late 40s. You're in that weird phase where you try to second guess suggestive touches because of age. Will this lead to sex? Or not? You and Enji are a bit old so maybe not. Sometimes you and Enji don't feel like it but the habit sticks. It's comforting.

"You ever think of things we do while we go about our day?" asked Enji. He lifts you up a little for him to sit and he gets to makeout with you.

"All the time." You admitted, breaking away from his lips. You go back for more, your tongue felt small compared to Enji's.

"I'd be on patrol and remember your moans, or how wet you get grinding on my lap like right now." His kisses are controlled, not sloppy. For now.

You absentmindedly ground your hips on his thighs. Arms around his neck, a hand raking through his hair and the other scratching at the back of his neck. "I touch myself whenever..." You kiss his cheek, and proceeded to whisper in his ear. "But it's not enough— my fingers are too small and I miss you inside."

Enji has moved on to your neck while his hands pull your pajama pants along with your panties down to your ankles; you move a hand to wiggle them off. You thought wearing pajamas would help you and Enji refrain from sexual activities. It was a futile attempt.

"Can you imagine how warm and wet you are?" He suckled on a spot on your collarbone, stubbornly grabbing a bit of your skin to nibble. "What it does to me?" He palms your slit and the feel of his thick fingers that could just slip inside, gave you tingles. "It's a flood down here."

You bite the inside of your cheek, his smug smile makes you wanna smile too. "You started massaging my foot."

"Ah, so the noises you made were intentional." He pressed his lips on yours, his tongue winning and reaching the roof of your mouth.

You rub against his calloused hand wanting a finger to slip inside. When your silent plea is ignored, you push Enji down. Kissed his lips once, nails scratching from his chin, to his hears, down his neck, his furred chest to his stomach, edging the garter of his boxers. You tug his tank top upwards up to his chest. You smiled prettily, "Bet you make a noise before I'm done with you."

"Bet I could." Of course he won't back down.

You make him bite at his tank top and then proceeded to feel at his chest, the crisp curly hairs always felt good against your naked skin. You leaned down, laying kisses on his puffy pectorals. Kami, his chest looked bigger than yours. His nipples are tantalizing enough for you to bite and nibble.

His hand come up to his mouth to cover but you noticed. You raise an eyebrow at him.

Reluctantly, he brings it down and settle to gripping the sheets or a pillow.

His hard-on has been poking your ass so you settled your pussy on it directly, separated only by his boxers as you began to grind. Your hand trace lazy circles on his chest while you sucked at either nipples, the action addicting and rewarding with his hardening and squirming. The tip of his cock is peeking out of his garter and it felt so good against your cunt.

You rolled your hips chasing the feeling. He tugs down his boxers and fell into your rhythm, rubbing each other like a pair of horny teenagers.

It felt ridiculous. And forbidden. It made every sensation hotter. Even the noises. You stop grinding and you knew it almost made Enji groan in frustration.

You grab his shaft, smearing the precum on your entrance. Getting stretched out was something you savored these days and midway, Enji stopped you. He lifts you up and reached over the bedside table to grab the lube for his cock.

You're bombarded by mixed emotions. It stung your pride to need the lubricant but at the same time, your heart is soft and malleable because Enji remembered what the doctor said. "Fuck." Your eyes teared up.

His mouth lets go of his tank top. "What's wrong?"

"You know, I just—" You try to gather up your thoughts. "I don't blame you if you cheat on me for a younger woman. I don't want my body to stop making it feel good for you, but here I am."

Enji's arm is under your knees, and the other on your back, cradling you on his lap once more; you're very much aware of his lubed up, very much hard, dick pressing against your hips but he treated his lust unimportant and proceeded to kiss the side of your head. "You took it as that? For me, it stabs my pride to need lubricant. It's as seem like my skills is not enough to make you feel good as before."

"You're fine without the lube. It's me. I'm getting old and gets hurt without it for sex."

"Exactly. You'll be hurt without it. It's not like we can't fuck."

"Yeah, but isn't it a hassle for you?" You cross your arms, and let the tears flow freely. You wish you could wipe them away with the back of your hand but pretty sure the prototype humans on your hands would give you eye infection.

He chuckles and pressed another kiss on your hair. "It's pouring liquid on my dick, how much hassle could it be?"

"But it'd be easier if I was younger."

"Yes but I won't trade an old woman like you for a younger woman."

You slap his chest. "Hey!"

Enji laughs. Another kiss. "Fine. I won't trade my young wife for a much younger woman."

"I'm sorry for ruining the mood." You lean against his chest.

"You didn't ruin anything."

You give him a chaste kiss on the lips and then you put your weight against Enji so both you and him fall on the bed sideways. You press your ass at him and he slipped inside you, moving a little to bury his full length. He pressed himself closer, spooning you in his form.

"I have never imagined starting over with someone." Enji says after a few moments. "I cannot. To find someone new, or to break our marriage is the same as starting all over again. I cannot be without you."

You grab his hand and kissed the back of it. "Me too."

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AN: So sorry for edging you guys. This is your author speaking, I'm not stuck with you in this Endeavor hellhole. You're stuck with ME.

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youngststark · 10 months

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Endeavor x Fem!Reader (OneShot)

Type: Fluff, angst if you squint hard. Warnings: None? Mentions of Enji’s past though.

A/N: It’s been a couple of years since I wrote something like this, ignore my mistakes and I hope you all enjoy <3

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Endeavor never thought that he could ever feel that way, he never thought that he would end up in a luxurious hotel room with a girl that was almost twenty years younger than him, much less that said girls was actually All Might's goddaughter and his younger son's teacher at the U.A. But what caught Endeavor off guard was the fact that he was completely in love with this girl, even after he told her absolutely everything about his past, about how he mistreated his family and how much he regretted it, saying that he wanted to change, to be better for them, even after his divorce he couldn't find peace, he was haunted by the ghosts of his past, and when he told her everything, he expected her to leave, to run away and be scared, but she simply smiled as him and said "I trust you, and I'll stay by your side. Everyone will see the amazing man I see right in front of me", she said while cupping his face with her hands. He sat on the bed, quietly sobbing a little bit. Endeavor contained his emotions for too long, he had to be strong, he had to be the best and nothing should be able to stop him, specially those trivial feelings, atg least what he used to believe, but with her by his side, he knew he didn't have to put on that façade anymore, he was able to feel, with no remorse, no fear of judgement, no nothing. "Enji, love.. Look at me" - She whispered, still smiling softly at him and holding his face on her hands, caressing his scar. When he looked at her, Endeavor could swear that his heart skipped a couple of beats, and for a moment he even forgot how to breathe. - "Your family needs time to heal, but they're still your family.. Also, you are not alone, I'm here with you and always will be." "What if I lose my cool and I hurt you? I... You don't deserve this and I don't deserve you" - Enji replied, clearly worried and scared. She rolled her eyes and sat down by his side, holding his hand. "I trust you, you won't hurt me. You're a changed man, I believe in that, everyday I see how hard you’re trying to be better. And you deserve everything I can give you, my love, my heart, my everything." Those words hit Endeavor like a bullet, how could someone be so patient and comprehensive with him? After hearing everything bad that he did to his family, he didn't believe it was real, it couldn't be, it was a cruel joke created by an ilusion quirk, it was the only explanation... Except it was all real, afterall, that's what happens when you find your soulmate. "Come on, Enji. Let's sleep a bit, we have a big day tomorrow" - She sighed as she slipped under the covers and turned off the lights, Enji was finally planning to introduce her as his girlfriend to the world, and it wasn't a big deal, she thought, but it was a bit scary to be labeled as the Number One hero's girlfriend. But Enji had bigger plans. "Yes, my little flame, let me just get changed real quick" - Endeavor replied while taking off his jacket, making sure that the ring box was placed safely in his inside pocket.

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strangeinternetwasteland · 1 year

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Falling into You- Enji X F! Reader Part 1

A/N: Enji and Rei are not together in this and Toya is still around. Also, please don't come at me about Hawks, I love him so much.

Warnings: Fluff

It wasn’t like you were nervous for such a reason. Normally, you were cool, calm, poised, and could face anything. This wasn’t even your first time going out with them in public. With his high-profile career, and yours just sort of launching, it wasn’t like you both were exactly telling the world you two were a couple. It was a bit controversial though, with him being divorced, rather publicly too. Being seen together wasn’t a big deal; it could easily be written off as two heroes collaborating together, or one mentoring another, and to you, it was at first, anyway. You stood as close to the door as you possibly could to get a view of your date before he walked into the room. You knew that everyone’s eyes would be on him, and he’d probably be busy most of the night chatting away with people who only cared about his status.

You stood there feeling like time was passing slowly, wringing your hands nervously, awaiting his arrival. You knew the moment he walked in. A hush had fallen immediately followed by the uproar of footsteps walking toward him. He had a pout on his face as he scanned the crowd looking for someone. You knew it wasn’t you. While you knew he had feelings for you, the two of you never truly spoke of them. He never voluntarily gave up that information, and the only time he actually spoke of it, it was an inebriated phone call, that he didn’t remember. You took in all of his handsome frame. He was intimidating to look at and he naturally carried himself that way, but when his eyes met yours you noticed he visibly loosened up. He murmured hellos and thank yous to those he passed to make his way to you.

He was held up by the annoying Pro Hero Hawks, who talked his ear off for 10 minutes straight about work. He looked so annoyed about the whole exchange, you couldn’t help but laugh to yourself. No matter how many times he tried to walk away, Hawks were right there. Finally, he was able to free himself after he told him, “My son is here somewhere. You should go find him.” To which, Hawks happily and excitedly left. When he finally reached you, he grabbed you by the waist, pulled you close, and pressed his lips against your cheek. You both knew there would be a lot of cameras at the event, but that was a very bold move on his part.

“You look breathtaking in this dress.” He spoke softly in your ear as he pulled away. Your breath caught in your throat. His ocean eyes gave no hint of malice or ill intent. How could anyone resist? It was at that moment you realized, that you actually loved him. You knew all the terrible things he did in the past, and he never made excuses for them. He always told you they were mistakes he had to learn from. During the divorce, he never spoke ill of his ex-wife, and he seemed to understand why she wanted to divorce. She was the one who made it so public, after all, but even after all of the terrible truths, horrendous lies, and questionable judgment calls, you still felt so much for this man.

His attention was on another hero for the moment, and with your head and heart reeling in this sudden realization. You felt nauseous and short of breath. You felt the world spinning and then it faded to black. When you came to, you saw the saddest cerulean eyes with furrowed eyebrows. Someone came rushing over with water, and as you tried to focus on everything you for a moment saw fear in those eyes.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked in a gruff but gentle voice, as he moved the hair out of your face. You gave him a small smile and tried to sit up. He adjusted himself to help you better. You realized how warm he was, and knowing it was probably his quirk, it didn’t stop you from wanting to be wrapped in his massive arms and snuggle your face in his chest. So you reached out to him and did just that. He wrapped his arms tight around you as if he was trying to guard you against the crowd that surrounded you. He picked you up with ease as he stood up.

“I am going to take her to get checked out and then bring her home. Enjoy the event.” He said matter-of-factly. As he walked outside and away, you noticed he was going in the opposite direction of the hospital. You didn’t question it; after all, he was a hero; he had to have someone he trusted to look after you.

You arrived at one of the most expensive high-rise buildings that you knew of in the city. The wealthiest people lived in their glamorous penthouses here. When he was greeted by the security guard and went up the private elevator. You arrived at the top floor and he opened the door; you saw the city sprawled beneath through the large glass windows.

“You can rest on the couch. I will get you some blankets and a pillow to make you more comfortable” he told you as he gently placed you on top of the soft couch cushions. You winced as he took his arms off of you quickly replacing the heat with the cold air that filled his penthouse. You really didn’t want to leave his warmth, and when he started to walk away, you grabbed the sleeve of his suit jacket.

“I want to stay wrapped in your arms…it’s so warm.” You barely whispered. You saw his ears turn pink and a blush creep across his cheeks when he stopped suddenly. In one swift move, he took you once again in his arms and brought you straight to his room, where he let you undress and wear one of his shirts, which was very oversized on you. He changed in the bathroom, and let you have your privacy. As you got comfortable in his bed, he climbed next to you, snuggled you close, and you fell into a heavenly sleep. It was the most peaceful sleep you’d had in a while.

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titanialev · 1 year

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Drawing myself in different anime part 1 !

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misslili265 · 2 years

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Hawks cupid 》 Endeavor X F.Reader

My Hero Academia fandom

Warns...none

You're walking down the street, and Endeavor is patrolling today. Hawks decides to go along, anyway Endeavor, hardly gets rid of him anyway. It's a hot summer day and the sight you have before you that doesn't look like it is refreshing. Seeing two handsome heroes walk so gracefully as they fight crime makes you smile shyly, especially when you see the beautiful contrast of Endeavor's beautiful blue eyes and flaming hair.

His presence is intimidating, while Hawks bring additional comfort. But you look away as you approach. But... Don't expect any attitude, however small, to go unnoticed by these two.

You cross each other and your gaze is somewhere other than either of you. And your body even strayed a few feet before passing the talented heroes. When you pass by them you are just a "civilian"... That's what you would like, but... Your ears get something more...

"- Good afternoon! '' Hawks speak when crossing you, making a friendly gesture with his fingers while winking charmingly."

Enji however remains quiet, surprised by Hawks' attitude. You respond politely with a beautiful cherry face on your cheeks, and a smile, as you welcome Hawks' friendly gesture and quickly look at Endeavor.

Your steps are a bit far now.

"-Hey…Endeavor-San, how rude to even say good afternoon to the girl. Even more so when she smiled especially at you!" Teases Hawks.

You have already passed them and breathe a sigh of relief. But your beats are accelerated.

Enji, after Hawks' words, looks back and notices your figure.

Your hair in the sunlight is not something he can ignore. And who said that someone with the preparation of Endeavor, doesn't notice even the smallest movements of anyone? Your face and the slightly reddened color that slowly looked into Enji's eyes, covering your skin, was detected. Your shy smile was an added spice to behold. Although Enji tried his best to convince himself that it was nothing to him. But Hawks' words only confirmed his suspicion. But getting him to admit it was something else. "- Mind your own business Hawks."

"- I'm just trying to help Endeavor-San." Retorted the savior angel, with his hands on the back of his head and with the typical bored look towards the sky.

Your quirk was very different from a professional hero. You have the power to move small objects with your mind. And at home this makes your life practical, but it is not a quirk that can be used to save others. In your hands you have some packages, which, after passing by the ones what you admire so much, the now number one of the heroes, and the number two, makes you bring your stuff towards your chest, squeezing them, as if looking for protection. As you try to calm your heartbeat.

You live close to where the heroes are patrolling today. In fact in search of a specific clue, but that the enemy, who cannot be underestimated, knows how to hide. Hawks, like Endeavor, are now aware that they will only waste time if they remain there, but to ensure the population's tranquility they have to continue...

"- Endeavor-San, there's something coming from that side, let's go."

Endeavor would have noticed... But, what does Hawks know that he doesn't? So he go without resistance... The footsteps turn in the opposite direction...

Meanwhile, you arrive home, and set the packages on the table. The house needs fresh air, your window lets the beams of light in as for a moment you take your eyes off the beautiful blue in the sky and turn to your flowers that are in the window, they are thirsty. You, with the help of your gift, keep your objects in their proper places, but prefer to water the plants yourself.

The aroma, the colors, and everything else, is a therapeutic moment for your day. Your watering can in a turquoise color is pouring the liquid of life over your beloved plants. The sunlight reflected in the water droplets is a beautiful thing to behold. Today you seem to be more sensitive. It may be in response to the various moments you need to spend with yourself. But the learning of solitude was not in vain. It's a beautiful moment. You hum a tune as you tend your garden outside, by the window. The street is quieter, so everything contributes to making your moment simple and pleasant. Take care of something what can continue living, it's a pleasure to you. "How should a hero feel about saving a life?" Your thought asks. Lost in your little world, a charming smile welcomes you again.

"- Hello again miss. What beautiful flowers, don't you think, Endeavor-San?"

Hawks could be punched right now, but Enji wouldn't do something like that, not at this stage of his life, in front of you. "- Yes, it's a beautiful set of plants." Endeavor's head bobs in respect as he looks at you. The same beautiful sapphire eyes drown you.

"- Thank you, I hope the patrol it's going easy for you."

"- Oh how nice of you Miss?"... Ask Hawks, who personally liked you the moment he saw you, he feel people, good and bad ones. And seeing you look at Endeavor the same way he looked at him with respect, made him trust you right away.

Hawks knew it could be more than mere admiration. Since usually people judged Endeavor only for the mistakes, and never for the lives he saved, he knew it, that you were special. And your smile, especially at Enji in the previous encounter, awakened in him a "sense of duty" to introduce, Endeavor-San to you, properly.

"- I'm y/n."

"- Aah, yes, it's nice to meet you Y/n-Kun." Said Hawks.

"- Our patrol is running smoothly, thank you. It's just the heat that's scorching us. At least me."

Now towards Endeavor he says. "- Endeavor-San, you don't have a problem with the heat. Do you?" Enji feels Hawks nudge.

"- Yes it's not an issue to me." Said Enji. " With his communicative skills"...

Hawks doesn't hide his disappointed expression when looking at Enji. His face looking at Endeavor it's the essence of boredom.

You, realizing it, in an attempt to break the tension says.

"- Number one Endeavor-San and number two Hawks-San, it would be a pleasure to serve you some fresh lemonade."

On the outside you are centered and balanced, but on the inside you have a level F5 hurricane dancing with all your senses. Hawks' face lights up and he heads towards your door.

" - We don't want to bother you y/n-Kun." Speaks Enji with his amazing deep voice."

"-Please Endeavor-San, it will be a pleasure. And just call me y/n. Please." You seal with a smile.

"- Come on Endeavor-San, don't make fun of Miss y/n's fine manners. She invited us." So Enji goes to meet Hawks at your door. As you open it, you can see how tall, imposing and handsome Enji is. But your effort to keep yourself in a state of sanity is incredible. After all, who normally welcomes the two most important people in the country into their homes?

"- What a lovely home y/n."

"- Thank you, Hawks-San. Please have a seat, you too Endeavor-San."

"- No, just Hawks and Endeavor, please, no worries!"

Enji looks around. There are no signs of a family, or anyone other than you, taking up the space. You don't use your gift to do anything in front of them. You prefer to use your hands, again. The two thank you and sit down. Hawks is always breaking the silence while you answer, but Endeavor remains silent. You have your back to the table, but you are being watched.

You wash the fresh lemons and unhurriedly cut each one. The citrus aroma rises in the air. In your presence both Hawks and Enji feel something they forgot a long time ago. The feeling of peace. The sounds of objects delicately moved by your hands are different from the noises of explosions and screams and all the terror they need to witness constantly.

You finally open the fridge and get the ice water, and even Enji's lips smile discreetly at the sight of your ice-cold, kitten-shaped form. The glasses are beautifully decorated for a simple lemonade. The table is covered with a tablecloth with a soft strawberry print. The glasses with the refreshing juice are placed in front of them along with the pitcher. And cinnamon rolls are positioned together so they can be eaten.

"- I don't know if it's too sweet for you, but I think the lemonade matches the warmth of the cinnamon." You say joining them, justifying yourself.

"- You did much more than necessary y/n. Thank you very much." Said Endeavor, with a full sentence full of gratitude."

Hawks looked at him surprised, for finally he show some sympathy. "- Y-yeahh, I agree Endeavor-San, this is more than we deserve." Hawks says with a tender smile.

You thank them. And sipping from your own lemonade you, without looking them in the eye, responds. "- Well…You save people's lives, you deserve much more than this."

The absence of judgment. And the feeling that despite being heroes, they also have the opportunity to be seen as human beings, with the desire to help , make them feel relieved, of all the lives whether it's for time or any other reason, they've lost.

" - Is this your quirk? Y/n? To be someone so nice?" Asks Hawks...

You moving the ice in circles in number two's glass while smiling shows it's another thing. Looking at the little swirl in his lemonade, Hawks opens his eyes. Enji is watching.

"- What a cool quirk." Watch Hawks."

The lemonade was finished. Just like all cinnamon rolls. But... Let's not forget the little glances exchanged during the time when Hawks and Endeavor were with you. Enji's blues ran through your eyes, face, smile. What did you put in this drink, y/n???... You are poetry to the number one.

Enji's flames are directed, in the sense of wanting to extinguish, any cold that is inside or outside your being. And also the desire to know. "What would your texture be, your aroma? Your taste?"... Enji shakes his head at the sight without him being able to perceive his own intrusive thoughts arriving.

"- Ahhh, I'm pleased and grateful y/n, it was a pleasure to meet you. If you need anything, here's something. I know you won't share it with anyone, I trust you!" Hawks speaks, writing his number and handing you the paper with the series of numbers that many girls would want. But he knows, you're not just any girl and he is not the one that you wanted.

"- Oh, that's so kind of you, thank you, Hawks."

"- If you're in danger, don't hesitate, to let me know, ok?"

"- Of course, of course... Thank you again." Your gentle smile is welcoming to Hawks but hypnotic to Enji.

Accompanying them to your door you say goodbye. "- Thank you Hawks, Endeavor. Come back whenever you want fresh lemonade. Have a great patrol."

"- We thank you for your hospitality y/n. Have a nice day, see you later." Said Enji.

With that, they are gone... As you close the door, you lean back and whisper the words that echo in your mind...

"- See you later..."

Your deep breath fills your lungs, which were tight before. The heroes are back on patrol, but Endeavor's senses are different... Slightly distracted. Hawks looks at his mentor, and smiles closing his eyes.

"- You owe me one, and you know it's going to be expensive."

"- You're very cheeky, breaking into a civilian's house like that."

"- Stop pretending you're not on your knees, Endeavor-San."

"- It's going to be expensive, because I'll tell you... It's worth it!"

Enji looks to Hawks with the hope of a boy who forgot he was a long time ago. "- When we saw her for the first time, you know... I saw you guys, exchange glances."

" - I just looked at her like any other person, like any civilian---."

"- AS I WAS saying... I noticed the exchange of glances, and I left my feathers on her, without her noticing. As she passed us, and the best part is...her heartbeat accelerated."

"- But It could happen to anyone, it's not because of us Hawks."

"- AAANNND... before she crossed us... As my feathers when I saw her looking at you, detected vibrations totally different from when her eyes were on me. Whenever you looked at her or talked to her, the heart fluttered. It was a beautiful song. find such a melody it's a privilege Endeavor-San...Anyway, you owe me..."

"- Hawks you shouldn't do this with someone without their knowledge."

"- I know...But, it was for a good reason. Or are you a bad thing to put on her way?

Enji, as he listen, has his beats to miss too. Your delicacy and kindness, would have the strength to break every bone in Endeavor's big and powerful body. Ahhh... He wants to hear this song composed just for him...

Hawks finishes going to his home...The sky... "- Bye bye, Endeavor-San."

After your shower, you try, but you can't hold back. With your phone in hand, you sigh, you just can't.

The ringing of the message reaches Hawks' keen ears. As he reads, he smiles.

"- 👋🏻 Hello number two, lemonade lady here! Ps. I'm not in danger. Thank you."

Hawks immediately sends your contact to Enji. "- You owe me your life Endeavor-San. Here's the lottery number."

Looking at the series of numbers that will make it possible to talk to you again, makes Enji swallow hard. He can incinerate the strongest of enemies, but what defenses does he have against you?"... Why Fear Endeavor?... Don't you remember how to type anymore? What if... What if... ??? So many thoughts in his burning mind... But his fingers stiffen and there he does.

"- Good night Y/n, this is Endeavor. Hawks shared your contact, I hope you don't mind. I also want to make myself available for anything you need. Thank you for the fresh lemonade and all the rest."

Now under the shower looking at the phone, Enji waits for an answer. The phone is out of the stall fogged up as water runs down Number One's tense body. But, he's never seen himself in such a great expectation.

After the shower, let's eat big guy… and yeah, he goes, but his eyes don't blink during dinner.

Todoroki and Fuyumi are intrigued.

The father in total silence, which is common, but looking at his cell phone with his eyes practically dehydrated from not holding his eyelids together , it's something new."- Any important case from the agency?" Asks Todoroki, chewing the food that Enji hasn't even touched.

"- Y-yes." He says surprisely to be so obvious like this...

The brothers look at each other, as Enji's insecure answer is something new.

Well, you in your sweet home, was finishing the email to your boss 🙄, which took you ages. And your cell phone was in airplane mode so you could focus on work. At least you've tried…So... how to know that those eyes, flames, arms etc... that from time to time passed through your mind during your work, sent you a message?

Enji eats fast, brushes his teeth and lies down on his huge bed. A deep sigh invades him. "Does she already have someone? The monologue begins... Occasionally looking at other work messages, but always returning to your painful silence.

Your arms stretch out, finally that damned email was sent... End was the end of your expedient.

Bye bye airplane mode... "Wait....."...... "WHAT????" ..."Where is the air, how can I breathe??? "....

You want to regain your senses... Look at you y/n... What a mess, huh? The words you read, are they a dream?

..." He had send it hours ago... "

You won't make him wait any longer.

Enji is seated now. It's late, normally he would be sleeping. But today, the peace he had found in your presence had forsaken him.

He had gotten used to the sound of messages in the last few minutes, but it was Hawks' part that was reassuring Enji that everything was ok, that you would answer soon. But it definitely wasn't working. So Enji's eyes are on his wall, gazing into nothingness. But after so many messages from his friend resounding, he decides to look...

The blues in Enji's eyes stir, like the waters of a raging ocean... It 's YOU... Enji's strong chest is in rage...

" - Hello Endeavor! It was a pleasure having you with me. Your company was extremely pleasant and thank you for your kindness in offering me help. I want to offer whenever you want lemonade or maybe tea... If you want, of course."

Enji, wonders how in just one day, you were able to melt his heart, more than any of the techniques he would use on an enemy.

The answer is quick, Enji won't have the luxury of missing the opportunity to hear a beautiful song as you.

"- Yes, for sure, I would like to repeat the great moment we had during the afternoon."

You no longer have the strength to stand up and sit on your couch as you read his words. With one of your hands over your mouth. Your chest rises and falls... But you make an effort.

"- I also enjoyed… a lot."

Enji now, has an expression that you wouldn't allow anyone to see, not even you.

"- Would tomorrow be too early?"

...YES....he wants to cause you to have a heart attack.

"- Tomorrow would be perfect." ...

"- I'll be there. Thank you y/n. Have a great night."

"- Anytime. For you too, sweet dreams."

Enji doesn't usually have sweet dreams... And needless to say, none of you slept.

Expectation was what hung in the air.

Hawks was constantly looking for answers, but as Enji didn't answer his messages back, Hawks just used the hack system he had installed on "Endeavor-San's cell phone, for his protection." ... Hawks don't know the word limits...

"- Uhulllllllll, a date!!! Good shot Endeavor-San hahaha." He sends.

This time, Enji sent a voice message to Hawks, with unflattering words, after discovering he was hacked.

Hawks doesn't even listen, he just feels satisfaction for his friend. Spinning around the air Hawks feel like the cupids himself…

The sun rises.

You have dark circles under your eyes, so you obligate yourself go back to bed and take at least a nap to try to restore some of your vivacity. And after thousands of beauty rituals, skin care, hair, nails and etc...etc... You are ready to receive him.

You've provided several things this time, to try to find out what Endeavor likes most. And finally, your perfume on you, to finish off your look. A beautiful dress that draws your body lines.

Enji didn't say anything about it, but let everyone envolved on his work know in advance not to bother him at the time he would be "very busy"...

Finally...

Three knocks on your door, the time is set, and punctually answered. When you open it, you simply marvel even more than you see. There are no flames or uniforms. Just a wonderful man, a shirt that highlights the handsome muscles he possesses and a pair of jeans that outline the beautiful marble legs. You can see his face with no flames. And it's just so adorable.

"-Hello Endeavor! Glad you came."

As he reenters your home he turns to your beautiful figure.

"- I would never miss it. And today I would like to ask you to call me just Enji... please, y/n.

You intoxicate him with your smile in return.

"- Alright...Enji."

His name uttered by the your lips is even more beautiful. In the hero's wide hands, you see that he didn't come empty handed. He has a beautiful vase of flowers. Your eyes visualize all the beautiful colors dancing with each other.

"- I hope you like it, y/n." He extends the gift to you." Your smile widens even more.

"-Oh, I loved it! How kind of you, thank you, Enji! Your excited eyes made him smile inside. Something so simple causes you such a reaction. He is thirsty to know everything about your personality.

You place the vase in a centered place so that it is seen as something important. And he notices from afar.

"- Today I made more than lemonade, I want to know which of these you prefer."

Turning to the lovingly prepared table he feels appreciated, Enji returns to your beautiful eyes.

"- Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you." You stare at each other for a few moments, because you both feel it's not about food…the tension in the air increases. The attraction is incredible, but you are pleasantly and painfully exploring yourselves.

Enji get the seat and starts to eat everything on the table. And he reveals that he likes salty food, but that everything you've prepared is delicious.

You talk about your lives and little by little you start to relax in each other's company.

You don't even get an idea... But, every toast with a blackberry jam you put in your mouth, coloring it, makes Enji's mind go wild. He admires your lips. Your gestures, the street tone of your voice. It's like he puts it next to the menu for tasting.

And in one of the sentences, you both talk about Hawks, laughing about it. And with that you two realize how much you identify.

Enji was holding back, but he doesn't need to anymore... The low table allows him to "crawl" towards you.

Your heart it's messing with you again as you see him doing THIS...

In a sweet whisper now on his knees before you he thanks you. Placing his hands on your cheeks and holding your gaze on his, you always look away, but he doesn't allow you this time, you can feel the warmth of Enji's calloused hands. You are silent.

You place your hand over his and look at him fondly. Enji approaches slowly, as if handling a porcelain vase of the oldest dynasty, and gently touches his lips to yours.

Repeated pecks are started, until Enji reciprocates the feast to you... By opening his lips and joining them to yours he kisses you. It's a rhythmic kiss, which becomes wet.

The mixture of flavors, the smell of the exchanged breaths are the main course. Enji takes you in his arms, not removing his lips from yours, as you wrap the number one's strong neck in your firm grip. Enji, take a deep breath, you too. He sits comfortably with you on the couch and entwines his fingers in your hair. As you do the same with his beautiful red hair. He has strong arms covering you like a blanket. But the number one it's the one who has a warm is his heart.

The kiss stops while you are on Enji's lap. He leans his forehead on yours and caresses your face, while showing you a drunken look. Enji's thumb explores your lips. "- You're wonderful, y/n." A sweet whisper...

You didn't imagine that the previous stern look, could be so affectionate. Gently running your fingers over Enji's scar you exchange your fingertips for soft kisses all over his face and especially on the scar he has. You hear him moan softly. While his eyes are closed, Enji lets himself be carried away by any of your lovely and caring movements.

And with the call of the sound, you go back to Enji's lips, which incandescently kiss you back. The hug is getting tighter and tighter. You love to suffocate in the heat of Enji Todoroki.

He painfully separates from your lips. And he glues his nose to your neck.

"- It's not fair to me y/n, you to smell so good like this."

Between whispers and confessions, you ask with no strength inside of you.

"- Why dear?"

"- Someone else could feel it, I can't support this idea."

"-hmmm… Not like you can Enji." Your answer only stirs him up.

"- Damn, I want it all for myself. I want your taste, I want your essence, and I want to give you my all. Be my y/n, only mine." He says looking at you seriously, while looking for an answer between the sweet overdose of affection that messes with him.

You chuckle gently. "-Everything you touch right now is yours...Enji…And it will be."

He smile...

And kissing your neck while breathing hotly, he whispers.

"- So be it, I will ensure that your entire being belongs to me."

Bonus: Cupid Hawks heard it all ... and is giggling to himself, as he flies around town with his headphones connected to Endeavor-San's cell phone.... It's music to his ears...

#multifandom imagines #mha #todoroki enji #enji x reader #endeavour x reader #boku no hero x reader #bakugou x you #dabi x reader #hawks x reader #enji fluffy #enji todoroki #mha todoroki #endeavor x y/n #my hero academia #hawks x y/n #shigaraki x reader #dabi x you

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loveandfictionforall · 1 year

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Can I request a long one shot with Endevaour? Where he gets killed?

Reader and Endevour had previously been, years ago, been a couple and he just dropped her for someone else and she finds out that he broke her heart just because the woman had a betrer quirk and would be better to „reproduce“ with?

So Villain!Reader when she finds out makes enough ruckus to draw out Endevour, confront him and then manages to kill him?

Oh my god!! I absolutely adore this request!! I have so much fun writing it!

So, just to be careful: It can be pretty dark for you.

I am sorry that it is not as long as I wished but it just felt right at that length.

Once upon a time, you loved a person in a way you never believed or being capable of. You had devoted your whole life around them. Even trying to go lro hero even though you did not wholly agree with the idea. But you would have done everything for that person.

For Enji Todoroki.

The man you gave your heart and soul to. The man who you wanted to cherish. The man who you wanted to marry. The man who you wanted a family with.

And then he left you.

Just like that.

He stood up up on a quiet evening while reading books. Saying he was sorry and he had to break up. He just left. Without even saying why.

You abandoned your carrier as pro hero. You worked a normal job in child care while being a villain at night. You trained the whole time, shaping your strong wind quirk and mastering it. To the point where a lot of pro heros had no chance against you.

You lived your life content, even though the hurt form all those years ago, was still there. Until you heard from another villain the reason why Enji Todoroki left you. Quirk marriage. He found a woman that supposedly had a better quirk than you, one that would even out his hot fire. He even had four children with her but one died.

And with that, your anger burned through the hurt. He left you and married another woman because she had a better quirk? You would show him how wrong he was. Because air made fire stronger and without air, fire can't last. And so, you would snuff out the shining fire of pro hero number one.

All you had to do, was to draw him out. It was an easy thing since he tended to patrol a lot. You finally had your moment, just after he arrested a mug and the police drove them away. Enji wanted to continue on until he noticed that someone was standing before him, just ten meters away and looking at them. Their aura screamed anger.

Motionless you stood before your former love of your life as you waited that he would notice you. The side street was still cleared out from the quick fight with the mug.

"What do you want, villain?", Enji shouted across the street, his voice booming and sounding annoyed. You just chuckled as he asked that.

"Don't you remember me?", you asked instead. If he didn't, it was honestly embarrassing that you once loved that man who wasn't even able to recognize former classmates and lovers.

"It is no concern for me who you are.", was all he said while he stepped closer. Well, he was smarter a few years ago. And prettier. Thar marriage let him age quickly, you darkly thought to yourself.

"Oh, Enji. That is really sad. Are you that old already that you can't even recognize the person who was for years your partner?", you mocked. Slowly you pushed your hair more out of your face, making your eyes even more visible. A cocky smile was on your lips, dark and promising pain. "After all this time.", you dramatically sighed.

An even bigger smile tugged at your lips as you saw the emotions in Enjis eyes. Thes shock at the recognition who you are. Grinning you nodded, confirming his wordless question.

"Long time no see.", you added after a few seconds of just waiting until something happend. Enji did not react. Something which angered you even more. After all this time, you were not even a sentence worth. Your eyes darkened.

"What happened to you?", he finally asked but it was not what you hoped for. So, instead of answering, you just rolled your eyes and put your hands on your hips.

"You know...", you started. "I spend a lot time thinking about why you left me. Hating myself for being not good enough for you.", you scoffed at yourself, for thinking you were at fault while he was leaving you for another woman. No, he was at fault. He never even apologized. "Then somebody told me the truth. A quirk marriage. You married a woman with an ice quirk, to balance your quirk out. In the hope the children would become stronger than All Might."

Enjis eyes were still wide while you talked. He didn't move. You could just see his emotions in his eyes, his absolute horror and shock. Trembling fists on his side and his mind working as fast as it could to try to find a solution.

"You married the wrong woman.", You said and began to slowly walk towards your former lover. You could see his struggle. His struggle to process and if he should fight or not. Well, he would have no other choice.

After all, you were there to kill him. And succeed at it.

"You could have children with strong quirks. Our quirks combined. Because you know what?", you stopped, than scoffed and shook your head. "No, of course you don't know it. But my quirk would have made yours so much stronger. But now? It will end your life with it's power.", was all you said.

Then you attacked. Not even hesitating. There was just so much anger and resentment. Now was finally your time to let him pay and close that chapter which dragged you underwater for so long.

Sadly or not so sadly, Enji reacted and blocked your enhanced punches. But he tumbled a bit, not suspecting this much power behind it.

You left him now time to react, punching and kicking. It took you some time until he finally attacked back and used his fire. And then you truly started.

You used the air to weaken his fire. Slowly so he would not notice it at first. It meant that you also got some hits in. Your rips were aching from his hard fists and the burn at your thigh felt as it was growing blisters so fast you could feel it.

"We don't have to fight!", was a desperate attempt he tried. You simply ignored him, punching and punching while slowly preparing to finally steal his fire.

The fight pulled some attention. People were on the street, pointing at you and filming the whole fight. Good. Because they would film a fight.

The air around Enji became tighter as you sucked the Oxygen out. His breath was labored, sweat on his forehead as he tried to suck in air. Enji noticed quickly that something was not right. He put a hand on his chest, his wide eyes had terror in it as he realised he was slowly suffocating.

"What are you doing?", Enji breathless asked. He had stopped attacking you, after his body became weak from the lack of Oxygen.

"I am sucking the Oxygen out of the air around you. You can't escape. It is too late.", you grinned. You could see how his legs began to tremble, struggling to keep him upright. It just took some more seconds until his legs gave out and he fell onto his knees. His hand was at his throat while his breathing became erratic.

Soon, he would not notice you anymore. He would be to much in panic.

"You will die a slow and painful death.", you began. His eyes focused an you one more while you stepped towards him, just shy of a metre away from him.

"I hurt so much after what you did to me. This is your final lesson. You were arrogant and cocky and it will be your end. And you know what? At the end, my quirk was better suited for yours than ice."

And with that, you pulled the last remaining Oxygen from the air, watching as Enjis eyes bulged and became bloodshot. A single tear worked its way across his cheek as he realised, he would now die. So many unspoken words were in his throat. Many apologies and even more words of love. Words he never spoke in his whole life and now regretted.

"Goodbye, Enji Todoroki."

And his vision blacked out as his body lost the battle of consciousness. He fell hard against the pavement with his head. It took just some more seconds until his heart stopped beating.

The people around you were screaming in terror while you stood motionless beside his body, watching it for a few more seconds to make sure he would not move again before you cancelled your quirk and launched yourself into the air to escape the incoming heros.

Some days passed after the tragic death of pro hero number one, Enji Todoroki. His family was mourning and his funeral was already held.

You quietly sipped on your cocktail at the bar, watching the people mingling with others, laughing, drinking and dancing.

"Hey, honey.", A warm voice said towards you. A kiss was pressed on your head and you turned towards your boyfriend to properly kiss him.

"How was patrol, Shinya? People still shocked about Enji?", you smirked. A smile played across your boyfriends lips as he kissed you once more. "He is not important anymore, darling."

#mha #mha todoroki x reader #mha enji #mha enji x reader #mha endeavor #mha endeavor x you #bnha x reader #bnha endeavor #bnha endeavor x you #enji todoroki #enji x reader #endeavor x reader #endeavor x you #endeavor x y/n

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holyklover · 1 year

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Working on a childhood!friend y/n x Endeavor fic as we speak and it will be posted once I polish it up after work! :9

#holyspeaks #endeavor x reader #endeavor x y/n

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black-aurora-nora · 1 year

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New Baby Pt. 2 | Yandere!Todoroki Family x Reader

Quiet sobs could be heard from behind the door of the room you now slept in.

Enji had thought you'd be more understanding and compliant if you received a letter and 'paperwork' showing that your parents had given the Todoroki's legal guardianship over you.

However, to his shock, that only seemed to upset you more.

You asked him to leave the room in such a thin, sullen voice that he couldn't help but oblige.

Now he, and the rest of the family, were sitting at the dinner table watching their food go cold.

Your seat was still empty.

All eyes were on Enji, wondering what the next move was.

"I'll... I'll get (Y/N) out of her room by lunchtime," He said. "Even if she's still upset."

Rei nodded, shifting her attention to her kids, "And make sure that everyone is extra nice today. (Y/N) has obviously felt some big feelings and I don't want her to get too overwhelmed like yesterday. Understood?"

Three nods and Rei smiled back in answer, "Good."

When it was time for lunch, just like Enji had said, he got you out of your room.

Everyone's hearts crumbled at the sight of you. Your eyes were puffy underneath and red. It was obvious all you did today was cry your heart out.

At the table, you were seated between Enji and Rei.

You could feel everyone staring at you while you tried to eat.

When you couldn’t take the staring anymore, you put your utensils down, unable to make eye contact as you asked, “How long will I be staying here?”

“There’s no telling.” Enji answered firmly, “If your parents can get back on their feet, they will come back and get you.”

You shuffled in your seat slightly. “How long will that take?”

“Let’s not discuss this over dinner, sweetheart.” Reid’s voice cut in.

There was no need for you to keep thinking about your old parents anyway. It made you too upset. She’d be a much better mommy anyhow. You’d see soon enough and would forget all about your other mom.

After dinner, Fuyumi took you to the shower room.

“Here, you get the use the shower before the dirty boys do.” She smiled kindly.

She made sure you had the proper necessities and even let you pick out whatever body wash you wanted from her personal collection.

You liked how kind she was. It was nothing like Enji, who was always towering over you and bleeding with intimidation.

“Just shout if you need something.” She told you and left you alone.

A nice wash and soak was a good start to bettering your mood. Maybe you could ask Enji or Rei if you could call your parents tomorrow to get a better idea of the situation.

It wasn’t like them to just leave a letter.

Wrapped in a towel, you strolled back to your room to find Rei sitting on your bed.

Beside her was a pair of expensive-looking silk pajamas.

She smiled at you despite the uncomfortable look on your face, “I hope you don’t mind that I picked out some pajamas for you. We bought these for you last minute.” She explained coolly.

She stood up, “We can go shopping this week to get you your own clothes, how does that sound, (Y/N)?” She tilted her head at you, waiting for an answer.

You clutched the towel closer to your body, “What about my old clothes?”

She chuckled at you, as if you’d said something silly.

“You don’t need to worry about that. New clothes never hurt anybody.”

You supposed that was true. It would probably be nice to get out.

You walked over to the pajamas and then looked over at Rei. Why hadn’t she left yet?

She didn’t seem to be taking the hint and threw you a concerned glance, “What’s wrong? Do you need my help?”

You immediately shook your head, “No!” You yelped. “I-I need privacy, please… Mrs. Todoroki.”

“Oh! Of course you do!” How could Rei have forgotten? You were a big girl. Of course you could dress yourself.

She left the room, standing right outside in case you needed help at any point.

Once you had your pajamas on, you had to admit that they felt quite nice. The silk was soft and smooth. It was comfortably cool against your skin as well.

At some point as you finished getting ready for bed, you gasped sharply when you banged your hand against the counter of the vanity in your room.

Rei burst into the room.

"Did you hurt yourself?!" Rei asked, panic clear in her voice. She reached out for your hand and you yanked it back, "Let mama see, (Y/N)," She told you sternly.

You flinched at the word.

Mama.

You looked at her as if she'd grown another head and frowned deeply, "You... You're not my mom, Mrs. Todoroki."

Rei looked so upset at that declaration that you would've thought you'd shot her.

You could see that she was incredibly hurt by what you'd said but she masked it with a smile, chuckling to herself, "Right, of course I'm not... Force of habit."

After an awkward goodnight, she left your room disheartened.

Enji was waiting for her in their shared room, arms crossed with a frown. “What the hell is wrong with you, woman?!”

Rei flinched back, “I jus-“

“You’re moving too fast, is what you’re doing! Stop forcing yourself on her! Do you want her to hate you?”

“No, Enji, I don’t.”

“Then slow down. I had to pay a good amount to get guardianship of (Y/N). We can’t mess this up because you can’t control yourself.”

Rei kept her head down, “I’m sorry. You’re right. I’ll apologize to (Y/N) tomorrow.”

Enji huffed approvingly, laying down in his bed and turning over.

This wasn’t going to be easy for either one of you.

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saiyanmyname · 7 months

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For absolutely no reason, thinking about Pirate Captain Enji dressed in his velvet, embroidered captains coat, who’s buttoned and buckled to the nines.

His motley crew have captured you and your ship. You, the most infamous Pirate Queen on the seven seas. You’ve been destroying his reputation as the toughest buccaneer that ever sailed the high seas and he couldn’t have that now could he?

Think I'm going to try to write something for this so watch this space!

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inkykeiji · 4 days

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are we having fun yet?

characters: todoroki touya, todoroki enji warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, pseudocest (adoptive siblings), rough sex, tw enji, fem!reader, toxic relationships (possessiveness, jealousy, touya’s just very mean) words: 1.7k

From the moment you stepped through the estate door, you’ve always been the princess of the family; babied to the point of patronization, pampered to the point of spoiled brat, rotten right to your sugary core.

The Todoroki family’s cherished little charity case, orphaned by a building Endeavor had failed to catch when you were only five years old, welcomed into his arms and his family and his big, big home.

His.

Everyone loved you instantly, took to you like a swarm of maggots to a piece of fresh, ripe fruit—swathed you in adoration, gorged themselves on your sweet flesh, consumed your seeds and planted you in their hearts, let you take root, fester, grow.

Except for Touya, who, despite his big age at eleven years old—a whole six years older than you—developed a lifelong penchant for yanking on your pigtails or braids just to hear you yelp out that pretty Touya-nii!, filtered through a cutely scrunched pout.

Everyone still loves you, even well into adulthood, desperate to aid you, to wait on you hand and foot, to take care of the poor little orphaned girl.

Except for Touya.

Because Touya loves you even more than everyone else. Touya loves you the most.

He wouldn’t be so goddamn mean if he didn’t.

But regardless of how precious you are to all of the Todorokis, you are not perfect.

And there is one teensy, tiny, slightly distasteful habit you just can’t seem to kick.

It’s a habit you developed when you were just a child, only a few months into officially being a Todoroki.

It’s a habit you should’ve grown out of by now—any respectable young woman would have, at this point.

It’s a habit you’ve been spoken to about several times—but, evidently, nothing quite seems to stick.

It isn’t normal for a fully grown adult to jump into her father’s arms like that, Fuyumi had tried to explain gently, eyes brimming with sympathetic pity. It isn’t entirely appropriate.

Maybe not. But you’re not entirely sure you care.

Because you just can’t help it, legs taking off the moment you hear Daddy’s engine cut, bare feet padding down the hallway as Daddy’s boots collide with the cobblestone walkway, rounding the foyer corner just as he’s stepping through the front door, barrelling into his waiting arms with a syrupy sweet squeal of Daddy! sounding in your throat.

“Hey, princess,” he’s saying as he catches you, hoists you up by your armpits and cradles you to his body, large hands strong and secure beneath your bum. “How’s Daddy’s girl?”

A routine procedure, question murmured out like clockwork, but you never tire of it.

“Better, now that you’re home,” you sigh into him, legs wrapped around his waist and arms twined around his neck, resting your head on his broad shoulder as you stare up at him.

The familiar scent of sandalwood tickles your nose, infused with notes of dirt and rubble and a hint of sweat, and you breathe it in deeply, desperate to fill your lungs with it, that Dad Aftershave that never seems to fade, no matter how long or ruthless his shift was.

Your ribs stretch, strain, press into Daddy’s strong chest, and he chuckles, the sound rumbling warmly against you.

He knows what you’re doing.

“Trying to inhale me?” he asks, but amusement streaks his tone, crystal eyes melty and lidded as they stare down at you, a small smile on his lips.

With an embarrassed little squeak, you nod, burrowing your burning face into his shoulder, Enji laughing again; gentle, soft, full of love.

“Y’jus smell really good, s’all,” you mumble into him. “You smell like home, Daddy.”

“Even all sweaty and icky from work?”

“Even all sweaty and icky from work,” you confirm with a lethargic nod, thighs tightening around his thick waist, desperate to hug him closer.

Droplets of exertion still adorn his neck, little beads glittering delicately in the setting sunlight spilling through the front windows in large beams of gold. With content humming in your throat, you nuzzle your cheek into his damp skin, smearing his sweat across your flesh, letting it seep into your tissues, forcefully marking yourself with his scent.

“That’s gross, dad. I don’t know why you let her do that to you.” A smooth, dark voice sounds behind you, two pairs of eyes snapping to the source.

Touya.

Leaning against the cased opening, he smirks—a cruel little curl up of his lips, sharp and void of mirth—his arms crossed loosely over his chest in practiced apathy.

Sapphire eyes skim down your knotted bodies slow and languid, appraising, degrading, before climbing back up to meet your own stare, blue flames licking around his pupils.

“It’s not right,” he continues. He’s talking to Daddy, but his eyes haven’t left your own, the inferno blazing in his irises so bright you’re sure it’ll leave sunspots blooming in your vision.

It hurts, but you won’t bow, you won’t break—not here, not now, not for him.

With decided defiance, you trail the tip of your nose along the sharp edge of your father’s jaw—slow, soft, sensual—planting a chaste kiss to the strong, defined hinge, steadily holding your eldest brother’s unblinking gaze.

Oh, Touya knows what you’re doing.

And, oh, Touya fucking hates it.

Something sours his face, twists his features into a bitter wince—anger, or heartache, or both, morphing his handsomeness into something ugly, stained with envy.

“Oh, Touya,” Enji dismisses with a grumble and a roll of his eyes. “Can’t a father hug his little girl when he comes home? What’s the issue with that?”

“Jesus Christ, you can’t be serious,” Touya snorts, and it’s caustic, gnawing through the heavy atmosphere. “Your ‘little girl’ is a grown fucking woman. It’s weird.”

It’s wrong.

“Touya’s got a point, Enji,” Rei says as she rounds the corner, lips pressed in a flat, thin line. “Sweetheart,” her eyes find yours, mouth stretching into a small, tight smile, straining beneath the pressure of contrived cordiality. “We talked about this.”

Brow furrowing, your eyes swap between their faces. “But I’m—I was just—”

But it’s no use trying to explain; they’ve already made up their minds, already sentenced you to damnation, ice and slate scrutinizing, suffocating as their combined stares weigh down on you.

A garbled noise hitches in your throat, something that sounds suspiciously similar to unfair as you untangle yourself from your Daddy, Enji’s large hands aiding in the task, setting you down onto the hardwood floor gently.

A precious moment, smashed to bits by hard jealousy.

An apologetic ruffle of your hair, his palm so massive it practically encases the entire top of your head—sorry, kiddo—and then he’s off, stalking down the hallway for a much-anticipated shower to wash the grime of the day from his skin, his wife following close to his side, hissing out reproaches, fragments of their conversation—discourage and indulge and shouldn’t—slicing your ears.

“You always ruin everything,” you spit at your brother, the moment both of your parents are out of view.

“That so?” he gazes down at you with polished impassivity, sapphire lidded but scorching—but you know him better than that, you know him the best.

“Yeah, that is so,” you seethe. “It’s so unfair that you get to fuck anything that moves but I’m not even allowed to give our father a simple hug.”

Disgust screws up his face, but it’s tinged with desolation, the implication sewn into your words loud and clear—if you could, if Daddy would let you, you’d fuck him, too.

Whether or not that’s true, whether or not it’s just a tactic to hurt him, doesn’t matter. The fact that you’re even making the implication itself is enough.

And Touya knows better than most that these little quips, razored little insults spit between siblings, always have a glimmer of truth to them.

“There’s nothing simple about that ‘hug’—if that’s what you want to call it.” The words are acrid, stinging his tongue, but his voice cracks, eroded by emotion.

“What would you call it?”

“You should be ashamed,” he continues, ignoring your question.

“Why? It’s just an innocent—”

“Innocent?” he scoffs, eyebrows raising with sardonic surprise. “It’s indecent. Winding around our father like that, climbing him like he’s a fucking tree—” His face puckers, the thought venom in his mouth, head shaking in disapproval.

“Maybe you’re just jealous,” you say, lifting your nose with a haughty air of superiority, eyes gleaming with the thrill of the kill. “Huh? Jealous that I touch Daddy like that so freely, jealous that I like Daddy better than I like you.”

Poor Daddy, used as a toy, a tool to wield against your big brother—the only foolproof weapon in your arsenal, the only surefire way to hurt Touya, to guarantee you get what you’re so desperately vying for.

Daddy’s Little Girl always gets what she wants—consciously or not, Daddy makes sure of that.

Touya smirks in response; nothing more than a lopsided twitching of his lips, the hellfire in his eyes flaring, a spark of terror zipping through your veins. Huffing out the ghost of a laugh through his nostrils—humourless, bleak—his tongue runs along his front teeth, sucking hard, eyes narrowed.

You know what that means, too.

You’ll pay for that remark later tonight, face shoved into your eldest brother’s pillows, cotton wedged between your teeth as his hips smack your ass and his cock pounds your cervix and his fingers tighten around your wrists, yanking back with every plunging thrust forward, using them as leverage, your muscles pulled taut and aching.

And that’ll just be the start. He won’t stop until his pillow is thoroughly soaked with you—your tears, your spit, your sweat, drying in hard crusts of salt—until you’re sobbing out his honorific, twined so beautifully with messy apologies, the only words your stupid little brain can comprehend, until your cute little cunt has been fucked raw, split open by his thick cock over and over and over again, stuffed so full of your big brother’s cum that it’s oozing past his shaft in dribbles of cream.

He won’t stop until your body is mangled and marred with him, dark splotches of broken blood vessels and scabby molds of his teeth reminding you of who you truly belong to.

And then, he’ll fuck you some more.

Your Welcome Home ritual won’t be the only thing your big brother is ruining tonight.

#dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #dabi smut #todoroki touya x reader #todoroki touya x you #todoroki touya smut #todoroki enji x reader #(implied but sTILL)#todoroki enji x you #endeavor x reader #inky.dabi #inky.touya #tw:pseudocest #tw:enji #LMAO

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fablesofkitkat · 2 years

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pov: extreme highs and crippling lows with Endeavor (x fem!reader) [re-post]

alt title: pity the flowers pt.2

AN: sorry for deleting this before and reposting it like a madman that I am. I'm reposting this coz I made my 2nd ever pixel art!

warning: abuse, emotional blackmail, mature themes (minors do not interact)

the dark trinity: angst, nsfw, fluff

disclaimer: i do not condone nor glamorize abuse. this is written for the sake of fiction and the only intent is to entertain

SYNOPSIS: you married Endeavor in your sister's place. you are Himura Rei's twin. (identical/fraternal up to you)

but you'll always be my hero, even though you've lost your mind

-Rihanna

tags: @bootyholelicker @animeaandp @the-wired-l @not-my-meltdown

[the view of the garden by the engawa before the flowers]

"Where did you get this one?" You trace the scar on his chest; it was a deep gash and it looked like it wasn't stitched but stapled before healing instead.

"Freak accident." Enji replies, eyes closed. He wasn't sleepy but loathed to admit, he doesn't know what to do with himself when he stares at you because sometimes he'd catch himself lifting a hand to caress your cheek just because. It unnerved him that he wanted to touch you for the sake of touching you instead of preparing for you to take him. That's how he initially perceives affectionate gestures, they're a premise to physical intimacy. But now, his experiences tell him these gestures were simply-

You impulsively kiss the scar and his heart jumps, and beats too fast for his liking. His trail of thought broken. Eyes snapped open. His hands grip your waist, hoisting you up to sit on his stomach. You feel him poking at you. You feel your heart sink. You attempt to raise your hips, a hand on his cock.

"No." said Enji, voice raspy.

You stared at him confused. What now.

He makes up an excuse that suits him, one that could keep making her kiss his scars. Something so innocent like peck on his lips and a shower of kisses, who knew it could be so bedeviled. "Don't you want to ask more about the scars?"

Oh, he wants to brag. You thought. You indulge him. Kisses. Even the spots with no scars. As long as it makes his breath hitch. When he takes you again, you wonder why that wasn't so bad. Why you didn't feel sick afterwards. Why you slept soundly in his arms, a hand cupping your breast. The blizzard howling inside you quiets down the rage as you felt Enji's warmth.

---

and it's sick that all these battles were all that keep me satisfied

---

"Negative." His voice laced with disappointment and fury. He hits you with the back of his hand out of nowhere. "Were you taking pills again?"

How would you even buy them when he has you under surveillance ever since he found out about them? Still, you stay silent. Make him think you had a way. Drive him mad.

"Let me remind you wife, that I own you. All of you. And I want you to give me a child I desire. If you can't ... I can always buy the other Himura daughter." His voice laced with venom.

"Don't you dare!!" You trembled. "Fuck you, Enji! Leave my sister alone!!"

"Pity, she wouldn't get to keep my last name with you being my wife but she'll be a pretty mistress." This time he smirked, crossing his arms. He knew where to hit you. "Ah, wouldn't that make you happy? You'll keep each other company."

You lunge at him, shoved him but of course his body wouldn't budge. Your fists hit his chest and he smiles down at you. Damn Enji. Fuck Enji. You stand on your tiptoes and tugs his collar down to make him kiss you. There was no love there. It was all twisted hatred. Bites. Taste of iron. Teeth. And fuck, you open your eyes in a haze. You didn't even notice how he had your legs wrapped around his waist. This was madness. You'll fuck his brains out but still, you pray you wouldn't get pregnant. Not yet anyway. Not when he's obsessed with All Might.

"I hate you." You glared at him, grabbing the back of his head.

He groans. "I'm giving you until the end of the year. If you're not pregnant with my child by then..."

"You're fucked in the head." Because you were a vindictive bitch.

"You're a defective hag." Because he was a heartless asshole.

A matchmade in hell.

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You stop and stared at the newly dugged out garden and the array of flowers the gardener was planting. Daffodils. Chrysanthemums. Sunflowers. Violets. Your favorites.

"Who would've thought?"

You turn to look at the housecook, the old woman grinned looking at scene before them.

"What is it?" You ask.

"Your husband, ma'am, I've been the housecook since he was but a child." She tells you, fondly. "He was always so callous and he thought the world was in the palm of his hands. He never grew out of it. Who would've thought he would be capable of this?"

"Capable of what?" Curiosity got the better of you whenever Enji was involved.

"Giving flowers to his wife." The old woman smiled at you warmly.

"This is him giving flowers?"

The housecook laughed boisterously, patting her poor heart at the bewildered expression on your face. Oh dear, you had a long way to go. "David Shield, that colleague of his, brought you flowers as thanks for dinner, yes?"

You nodded.

"Enji, that boy never lets himself be outdone by others. A bouquet of flowers lasts a few days, ma'am, but a garden of flowers? As long as there's rain and sunshine, it lasts a lifetime." She looks into your eyes, willing you to understand.

So those flowers that happened to be your favorites weren't happenstance at all. The housecook refrains from commenting on how your face turned into a lovely shade of red.

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Todoroki Enji was a damn bastard, no contest. He deliberately avoids you, choosing to work night shifts because he likes to torture you. After giving that ultimatum, you were anxious to just get it on. You'd rather be damned than let Enji get ahold of Rei. No. You'd die of shame if your sisters sees your sorry state. The bruises. The screaming matches. The anxiousness. There's no way in hell you'd let her go through what you did. Out of the two of you, you were the fighter. Your parents even said that when your mom gave birth you kicked and screamed and had your mom suffer pushing you out while Rei's delivery was smooth. He knew that hitting you doesn't hurt you as much anymore. As the shock wears off, you fought with Enji more and more, not wanting to submit to him. This was a new kind of torture. Not when you can do something about it.

You were wearing in a casual kimono inspired white dress. Short sleeved, flared skirt just above the knees, floral and the obi red. You let your hair down and had put on a very very red rouge. You were sitting on his swivel chair when Enji arrived. He stops in his tracks, dumbfounded at your appearance.

"Haven't seen my husband for weeks. Thought I'd drop the workplace a visit." You greet him with a nod.

His throat felt dry. You shoot him a lazy smile knowing exactly what you do to him. He might not hold you dear but you knew he was attracted to you.

He cleared his throat. "I know what you're doing."

You raised an eyebrow, smile hanging on your pretty red lips.

"I'll come to you when I want. If you're anxious with my ultimatum you would only have yourself to blame." He frowns at you, noticing how your the sleeves on your shoulders were translucent.

You stood up slowly, skirt flowing, you gather hair in a bun and his cock jumped at the sight of nipple, visible and jutting against the other transparent fabric. The whole dress was translucent but you had a half slip skirt underneath. He closes the distance and kissed you roughly. Your gasp that he swallowed had him grinding his bulge against you as he clears his desk and sits you on it.

"What a proper wife you are." He growled, taking your chin and pressing with force. It only made you smile smugly. "You were walking around in this?! With only your hair to hide your chest?!"

"It's not like I was naked, Enji." You knew those words wouldn't help your case. He glares at you in daggers.

He lifts your skirt. No underwear. He cursed. "What if a wind blows and lifts your skirt?! You might as well have been walking around naked when that happens!"

"But I did it for you." You pout despite not knowing if it would work on him.

He cups your cunt. It was wet. No surprise there since the thrill would've turned you on but the amount?

You sheepishly smiled. "I was touching myself while-"

He kisses you again, this time thoroughly making you drool. He licks the leak down your chin and the ache between your legs was unbearable.

Damn. Damn. Damn. That's it. He couldn't deny anymore. He likes you. "Well then, for my interruption..." He trails off as he lowered himself to your pussy and proceeds to eat you out and when you came with your hands gripping his hair, you shuddered, your insides throbbing and he thrusts inside you.

When you both peaked at the same time, you knew you were gonna get pregnant and frankly, it scares you.

---

"She's been spending too much time in the garden." Enji complains, arms crossed and brooding at the sight of his wife walking around outside despite it being daytime, his worries not unfounded with the cold creeping in; without realizing it, he was grabbing a shoal. He hesitated. A quandary he's been mulling over for weeks.

"Have you felt it?"

"Felt what?" The old gardener feigning ignorance.

"..."

Forget it. It was stupid anyway. The Flame Hero thought.

The old man chuckled, knowing exactly what he was asking about. "To me, sir Enji? It is wanting to hold someone. To know how they think. It-is listening to them breathe, wanting to know them. Lust is part of it too. Burning infatuation, as much as long held respect and admiration. I have not loved well, so I confess I am a poor one to answer it. How it starts-is a desire to talk to someone."

A light comes in his eyes. As if a switch flipped.

"Talk to her, sir. Put that hero bravado to good use." The old man laughed when his employer sputters in embarrassment.

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Try to touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me

Run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy

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You rushed out of the room barely making it towards the toilet. You felt sick while you puked. Feeling your guts rearranging itself, you puked again. You returned to the breakfast table, Enji subtly scanning your body. When nothing's off, he resumes to reading the news on his phone.

As soon as you sat his head snapped up to meet your eyes.

He realizes it just as you realized it.

No. Yes.

No. No. No.

He moves to touch you, to hug you or hold you, you'll never know because you jerked away from him, standing up and making your way to the bedroom in haste. You felt sick as tears welled up in your eyes. You missed your period for three months now.

Fuck.

You're pregnant.

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#endeavor smut #endeavor x reader #endeavor x y/n #endeavor x you #endeavor imagine #enji x y/n #todoroki enji x you #enji smut #todoroki enji x reader #enji x you #enji x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha smut #bnha smut #todoroki enji x y/n

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luxthestrange · 18 days

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BNHA Incorrect quotes#17 Oh~Drama~

Shoto*Coming to you who is washing the dishes*Enji and Touya are fighting again...

Anti-Hero!Y/n*Sighs and takes off latex gloves looking disappointed at him*I thought I told you...to leave them alone -STOP MAKING THEM FIGHT WITH EACH OTHER

Shoto*Blinks innocently with a stoic face*...I like drama

Anti-Hero!Y/n*Wheezes and shakes head*PFF-

part 3:

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nightfall-kachiniko · 1 year

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NO BECAUSE MIRKO FUCKS AROUND WITH HAWKS ALL THE TIME- SHELL BE LIKE-

Mirko: “ENDEAVOR DEAD AT 49”

Hawks: “NOOOOOAAAAA🦅🦅🦅”

#hawks headcanons #hawks #hawks x y/n #hawks x reader #hawks x you #mha hawks #hawks scenarios #my hero academia hawks #jealous hawks #hawks smut #bnha hawks #boku no hero academia hawks #mha keigo takami #keigo takami headcanons #pro hero mirko #mirko x reader #bnha mirko #endeavor mha #enji todoroki

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bleachbyatch-blog · 5 months

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Do it like daddy

Summary: Shoto tries his best to help you finish. When Endeavor catches you two, he offers to help. (Takes place after graduation, so everyone is 18+)

CW: Explicit sexual content, Rough oral sex (f and m receiving), breeding kink, threesome, incestual themes? (Shoto and Endeavor don't do anything with each other, the focus is on you), Dubcon at one brief point

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

This is my first fic on tumblr, so if you're reading this, please be gentle!

“Let me try again, please.” Shoto asked you, his eyes so sweetly earnest.

“What now? Here?” You were finishing up your sidekick work at the Endeavor agency.

“Why not? It’s late, we’re probably the last two here.” You chewed on your lip, thinking about how badly you wanted a release, one that had evaded you for a long time.

“I dunno, Sho. If we get caught-”

“We won’t get caught if you’re quiet.” He toyed with the hem of your costume’s skirt and brushed his cool fingertips over the soft skin of your inner thigh.

“Ok, but don’t be upset if I can’t finish.”

***

Endeavor’s flames burned lazily from where he sat at his desk, his whole body exhausted from another day of hero work. He scrubbed a hand over his face, and realized how badly he needed to shave. The rest of the paperwork could wait until morning, he decided. So, he gathered his stuff and began making his way out of the building. He was just about to leave when he swore he heard a tiny whimper from somewhere deeper in the building.

“Dammit.” He headed in the direction of the noise to investigate. The building was usually empty by that time of night, but the soft sobs persisted, getting louder with every step he took. Endeavor rounded the corner to the sidekick’s office, when he stopped short in the shadows. His brain must have been short-circuiting (maybe the flames finally cooked it?) Spread out on the closest desk before him was you, one of his sidekicks. And down bobbing his head between your legs was his youngest son, Shoto.

“Shoto, please..” You panted out, your muscles clenching, trying to help your orgasm along.

Endeavor couldn’t help himself, he palmed his suddenly agonizingly hard cock through his costume. He’d always had a soft spot for you and deep down he knew it was because he was attracted to you. He always loved how your soft and shy demeanor hid your immense raw power. He loved how you smiled at him even when he didn’t deserve it. He wanted you, and apparently his son wanted you in the exact same way. A sort of gross jealousy made his flames crackle a little, seeing his son have another opportunity that he himself would never get.

“Shotoooooo.” You were practically wailing, your exposed breasts heaving with frustration. “Please, I’m close.” You were close to tears, feeling your orgasm build but never break was a special kind of torture that you could never get used to. Shoto worked his tongue eagerly over your softness, encouraged by your words. In his excitement, his rhythm faltered a little and you couldn’t help but groan in disappointment.

“I’m sorry.” He sighed, hiding his face in your thigh. “I didn’t mean to.” He looked up at you self-consciously, his mouth and chin dripping with your wetness. That sight almost made up for the ruined orgasm. Almost.

“It’s not your fault.” You sighed. “It’s impossible.” You held your face in your hands, trying to hide just how upset you were from him.

“Hey,” he said, pulling your hands away to cradle your face to his chest. “I’ll go all night if I have to.” It was a promise, determination flashed brightly in his eyes.

“You want me to finish her off for you?” Endeavor’s deep voice startled the two of you from the shadows. “I don’t want you to be here all night.” You reached for your costume to cover yourself, but it must have fallen behind the desk. Endeavor finally emerged from the darkness. His eyes raked across your flesh and you burned. Burned with embarrassment of getting caught and the shame of liking it.

“Dad!” Shoto cried out, wiping his face on his sleeve and stepping in to shield you. Shoto processed his father’s words for a moment before realizing what he actually said. “What the fuck? No, I don’t want you to finish her.”

“But I could teach you how.” Endeavor offered, his words ringing filthily in everyone’s ears. Shoto froze in place and remained silent for a moment. He couldn’t possibly be thinking about it, could he? You thought, a wicked sort of anticipation coursing through you. Shoto finally glanced back at your trembling form, his eyes conflicted.

“If you mean that, if you swear you can make her cum, then go ahead.” Shoto conceded, never taking his eyes off yours.

“What?” You chime in dumbly. “What is happening?”

Endeavor approached you where you were still perched on the desk. “Open your legs for me.” It was a command, but his voice was softer than normal, almost tender even. It made you want to obey. With a shaky breath, you parted your thighs, revealing the most intimate parts of yourself to the number 1 hero. To your lover’s father.

“I’m glad to know you’re doing something right, Shoto.” Endeavor chuckled, running a long finger between the throbbing soaked mess of your folds. “Or are you just that desperate for it, (Y/N)?” You choked out a gasp as he brought his thumb down roughly on your sore clit. “Answer me when I speak to you.” He reached his other hand to grasp under your chin, his fingers prodding painfully at your jaw.

“O-okay.” You were beyond nervous. You had always been intimidated by Shoto’s father, even after you joined his hero agency. And the prospect of him making you cum…had you in shambles.

“Are you a desperate little slut?” Endeavor asked again.

“Don’t call her names.” Shoto warned from his spot beside the desk. Endeavor slipped the tip of his finger up to probe at your entrance, swirling it around your hole.

“I can’t help it, listen to how needy she’s being.”

“Mhmmm-” Was the best response you could give while your pussy was being teased so ruthlessly. Endeavor chuckled darkly at your red hot face before kneeling down between your legs. His tongue took up Shoto’s work lapping around your clit as he slid his finger in deeper between your wet walls. “Aaahh.” You cried out, pulling your heels up onto the desk to give Endeavor better access.

“What a good girl.” Endeavor praised between slow passes at your trembling bud. “Have you ever had an orgasm before?” You shook your head, embarrassed. “If you want me to make you cum, say my name.” He took an absolutely sinful amount of pleasure tasting you, waiting to hear his name fall from your lips.

“En-endeavor.” You squeaked out pitifully through your heaving breaths.

“No.” He ripped his mouth away and retracted his finger leaving you untouched and aching. “My name. Enji.” He corrected sternly. You glanced over at Shoto, seeking permission for something that felt so impossibly filthy, you would be shocked if he granted it to you. “Don’t look at him. Right now, you’re mine.”

“Okay…Enji.” With a satisfied smirk, Endeavor continued his tantalizing treatment of your puffy pussy, building up that pressure in your core slowly. He added a second finger to better caress your insides, pushing up on your front wall until he’d pinpointed your softest, spongiest spot. “Oh god.” You felt an odd sensation, like you were going to come undone. Be unmade by his too-big fingers in your tight cunt. Melt beneath his fiery lips until you were reduced to a puddle wetting every surface of the desk.

Your legs shook uncontrollably, Endeavor used his free hand to keep you in place. Your walls contracted around his fingers and he pushed back against them, targeting that precious spot until you were babbling his name frantically. White hot liquid splashed out around his fingers and coated his face and beard as your lungs let out one last cry, your very first orgasm wracking through your entire body. You fell back against the desk, seeing stars and trying to remember how to breathe.

“(Y/N).” You felt the hair being brushed back from your damp forehead. “(Y/N) did you finish?” Shoto asked quietly.

“Of course she did.” Endeavor said, tasting your remaining sweetness on his lips. “And she’s not done. Come here.” He motioned for Shoto to join him between your legs. Shoto hesitated for a moment before giving into his desire to make you cum no matter what. “Slip your index finger into her.” Shoto did, moaning at how soft and pliant his dad had made you.

“Wait-” You choked out. “I’m still coming down.”

Endeavor ignored you and added his own finger under Shoto’s and guided his son’s finger to your g-spot. “Do you feel that? How it feels different?” He coaxed Shoto’s fingers into a soft stroking motion, earning a loud moan from you.

“Yes.” Shoto’s voice grew excited as he took over the motion on his own.

“Now take your thumb and put it here.” Your clit pulsed painfully from the overstimulation. “Use gentle pressure when you’re rubbing it. She doesn’t need a lot to turn into a sloppy little mess.”

You looked up to both sets of eyes fixated on you, watching you writhe beneath their fingers. They could see everything from that angle, the way your greedy pussy sucked them in, the way your face would contort when you came a second time.

“Sho…I can’t. Not again. Not like this.” You reached out to stop their hands.

“Do I need to hold you down?” Endeavor threatened with a sharp little smack to your thigh.

“N-no, Enji.” Shoto’s finger halted inside you, unsure of what to do.

“Keep going Shoto, we’ll have her cumming in no time.” They resumed, but Endeavor switched up his rhythm to be opposite of Shoto’s, scissoring your little hole open as lewd squelching sounds filled the office. True to Endeavor’s words, after just a few moments you felt yourself on the edge of your second orgasm. You keened wildly and your vision blurred until your hole finished pulsing around their sopping fingers.

“She didn’t squirt.” Shoto said, disappointment clear in his voice.

“That’ll take some practice.” His father chuckled before shucking off his hero costume, standing fully naked.

“What are you doing?” Shoto asked warily.

“She’s not done until she cums on my cock.”

“Absolutely not. You don’t get to fuck her.” The wetness on Shoto’s fingers frosted over as his quirk activated.

“Do you want my cock, (Y/N)?” You looked down at his massive dick, its pulsing red tip leaking a long string of precum down to the floor. It terrified you, you had never taken anything so big…but the sight also made your cunt spasm with need.

“I’m sorry Sho.” You whined out. “I want it. Can I please?” Shoto averted his eyes, he didn’t think he could watch, but he wasn’t in the habit of denying you things you wanted.

“Get it wet for me.” Endeavor guided you to your knees in front of him, his length bobbing in front of your face. You flicked your tongue curiously over the saltiness of his slit before suctioning the head between your lips. He threw his head back with a groan. You couldn’t fit much more of his length down your throat, so you settled from licking up the shaft, messily coating it in saliva.

“Such a good girl.” Endeavor murmured before hauling you back up into your position on the desk. “Do you want it like this?” He slid his tip up to your entrance, pushing it past the first ring of muscle. “Or do you want me to flip you over and take you from behind?”

“Ummm…” You hummed out dumbly. The sight of Endeavor’s cock penetrating you was making you lust drunk.

“Guess it’s my choice.” He said gruffly before spinning you around and pressing your tits to the cool metal of the desk. Your pussy strained against his veiny shaft as he pressed deeper into you. It was heavy and hotter than you imagined, flames licked up your insides, opening the path for his cock.

Shoto approached you from the other side of the desk despite his better judgment. His fist pumped his cock agitatedly. “Will you open?” He asks you shyly. You oblige him, feeling his veins slide onto your tongue. You give him a few exhausted bobs before he knots his hands in your hair and takes control, fucking your face harder than he ever had before. Not to be outdone, Endeavor continued to split you open, setting a pace that would surely bruise your insides.

“Show me what a good girl you are and take it all, ok?” Endeavor grunted as he stuffed your pussy so full you were screaming around Shoto’s cock. Your poor little walls fluttered weakly against him, trying to push him out.

“Ennnjiiii. Can’t.” Your words were so muffled he either couldn’t hear you or didn’t care. And just like that you were snapping once more, creaminess coating the base of Endeavor’s cock and dripping down to soil the discarded documents on the floor.

“There you go.” Endeavor stroked your back as you cried through the final few waves of pleasure. “Gonna fill you to the brim with my cum.”

“The fuck you will.” Shoto growled, his thrusting was erratic as he hit the back of your throat wickedly. The head of his cock was nestled down to deposit his own semen deep into you.

“Are you going to quit fucking her throat to stop me?” Endeavor’s pace turned animalistic, his hands crushing the delicate skin of your hips as he forced you back even farther until his cock was punching your cervix. All Shoto could do was groan in response as his dick twitched and released his load. His hot cum dripped down your sore throat as Endeavor pummeled you from behind once, twice, three times more and was spurting his fiery seed inside your womb.

You were burning at each end. They had used up all of you, you couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe.

“Are you fucking breeding her?” Your lover’s angry voice brought you back down to reality and you realized his father hadn’t pulled out yet.

“You relinquished this pretty pussy to me, I’ll do what I want with it.” Endeavor said finally, planting a messy kiss on the column of your spine.

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