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chaepink · 1 year

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Shocking! | sub!kaminari denki

wc: 570+ words | masterlist

dom!gn!reader, shocking, pain kink, edging, crying, praising, reader plays with his cock (sorry but I forgot the phrase for it 😭)

note : reader has a quirk that can steal other quirks for a short period of time

idk if this is even realistic/safe 💀 but this is fanfiction so we ignore that

You thought your boyfriend's quirk was pretty awesome. Though you didn't like it when he uses it too much and became... well dumb (you much preferred when you were the cause of that) or when he tickles you using a little of it which causes you to yelp in shock and throw something at him.

But overall, you really like his quirk.

Now, think how shocking it was for you when you found out you could somehow use his own quirk against him.

"T-too much [name]..." A grin makes its way on your face as you watch your boyfriend writhe underneath you. Your finger trails down his chest all the way down to his stomach and back up to his nipples, all while sending ripples of electricity through kaminari which makes him moan and whine.

He tries to cover his mouth using one of his hands but you quickly swat it away, giving him a glare. One that sends shivers down his spine.

“I want to hear your pretty voice and especially the pretty noises you make so don't try to silence them, alright?" He nods obediently.

You latch your fingers onto one of his nipples and squeeze it harshly, sending a small bolt of electricity through his body. "Ah! AH!"

"You're being so good for me right now, baby. I bet you want a reward, don't you?"

Kaminari nods and bites his lip to the point that you thought he was going to draw blood. Without saying anything else, you slowly bring your hands down to the waistband of his underwear and pull it down, exposing his red cock. You quickly grab it with one of your hands, causing a yelp to escape your boyfriend.

Your other hand went back to his nipples, playing with them and sending small bolts of electricity down his spine while the one on his cock went on to play with it. You spare a look at his face and can't help but snicker. He looks as if he was fucked dumb. Drool is escaping his lips, his cheeks are flushed, and his eyes are rolled back.

Kaminari couldn't even think properly anymore. The pleasure of your hand on his cock with the electricity and pain of you squeezing his nipples was too much for him. Soon enough, he felt as if he was about to cum. His fists grab the sheets underneath him and multiple noises leave him, specifically begging.

"[N-Name] i'm c-close- please!" You stop completely and your boyfriend sobs and begins squirming and thrashing. "W-why did hiccup! y-you stop?" You wipe a tear from kaminari's face and give him a peck on his tear-stained cheek. He looks so adorable yet pathetic right this moment and you secretly wish you could take a picture of him. Though if you did, he would probably make you delete it anyways out of embarassment.

"Well we only just started, didn't we?" That was a complete lie, you had no idea how long it's been since you started. You quickly take a look at his alarm clock on the nightstand. Perhaps your quirk would run out soon but right now, your mind is too focused on teasing your sweet, sweet kaminari who was a red mess.

Looking back at your boyfriend who stopped squirming and looks up at you with dazed eyes, you smile again.

"We still have more time, i bet you want to continue, yeah?"

"Y-yes..."

"Good boy"

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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katsuma6 · 11 months

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I just want to headcannon Dabi for a second.

I'm having an insane hyperfixation and cannot stop. Also I'm sick and just want to be babied so leave me alone.

I can imagine Dabi hates everything and doesn't have a soft spot for anyone. Sure he cares about the LOV but, not in a way that means something. He would gladly watch the world burn with a smile on his face.

But something about you.

He handles you like glass.

The LOV is plotting a big mission and you can't focus on anything Shigaraki is saying. You're usually excited and looking forward to being apart of the plans but, not today. You're spacing out and your eyes are darker than normal.

Dabi takes note of that. He's always watched you from a far. Ever since you joined the League. Once Shigaraki was done talking, everyone got ready to leave for the mission.

You were walking slow in the hallway and suddenly your feet get swept up. Dabi grabbed you and held you bridal style.

"You're too slow."

You rolled your eyes at his sarcasm but, melted into his arms and he's a fucking sucker for that. He loves how just one touch from him has such a strong and overwhelming affect on you.

He doesn't take you to your room. Instead he carries you to his. He shuts the door behind him by pushing against it with his back.

"Wait here. Don't move."

He spoke lowly and calmly while placing your aching body on the bed. You're too tired to question his actions. Having your eyes shut you almost drifted off to sleep but, a gentle touch woke you up.

"C'mere love."

The sound of his calm voice calling you a nickname make your heart flutter. You took his extended hand to help pull yourself up in a seated position and slowly followed him to the bathroom where he ran a hot bath. Your eyes widened with surprise.

"You didn't have to-"

"It should help relax your aching muscles."

He interrupted before you could finish. Dabi knows aches and pains. He's way too familiar with it and seeing his partner in any type of discomfort is gut-wrenching.

Suddenly heavy heat reaches your cheeks as you cling to your shirt. Dabi cocks a brow.

"How many times have I seen you naked, doll?"

"This is different!" You try and argue but it's pointless. His rough hands gently grip your shirt, pulling it over your head and arms.

"Dabi-"

He places a finger to your lips and continues to help you undress. You finally sit down in the steaming water. Dabi folds the toilet seat down and takes a seat beside you. You feel embarrassed but also calm and relaxed. This was really nice and definitely out of character.

After about 30 minutes you decided you were done and wrapped yourself in a towel. Dabi had went to a different room to get something so you curled into his bed not worrying about getting dressed.

The door opens and cerulean orbs find you. He sees your body wrapped in a blanket and lays down beside you pulling you into his embrace.

Dabi LOVES to cuddle. As someone who grew up with no affection it makes him feel incredibly good. His finger brushed through your wet hair.

Dabi is the kind of guy that no matter what you need he will make it happen or die trying. Behind closed doors or in private he's such an affectionate partner.

Now if you went and told anyone about these soft moments he would light you on fire. (Not really. Well maybe...)

He makes sure you take your medicine and he's also good about making sure you drink plenty of water.

"Am I going to have to make up for this?"

Dabis eyes go half lidded with a small snicker.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll figure out how to make it up to me when you're feeling better."

He's only half joking...

He'd do anything for you not expecting anything in return but, if you're willing to get on your knees while he grabs handfuls of your hair bobbing you up and down on his cock he'll never say no.

After all he can't play with his doll if she's not in tip top shape.

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sweetbbyshion · 1 year

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-> Kitten

Touya Todoroki (Dabi) x Reader (no pronouns used)

characters: Touya Todoroki (Dabi)

genre: fluff

summary: you decided to adopt a kitten and dabi isn't sure if he likes it

warnings: established relationship, just very fluffy

Dabi is not an animal person. If he was he would have a dog, maybe a lion (not like it would be possible nor he would actually want one) but Dabi just doesn't feel the need to own a pet.

You, on the other hand, decided to adopt the tiniest kitten, so small on his big scarred hand. It’s honestly quite ugly in Dabi’s eyes. You proudly announce that the ugly looking cat is your new daughter, Tuna. Dabi wants to argue why you would name it like that but he decides to let you enjoy your moment. Your boyfriend doesn't expect to be very present in the cat's life and settles for watching you from afar.

“She looks just like you.” you coo, taking pictures of Dabi holding the fur ball.

“Are you calling me ugly?”

“Of course not! She's the prettiest baby.” you smile at the cat, talking with an annoying baby voice.

“Where did you even find it? The trash?” The look you send Dabi’s way is scary enough to make him shut up. After years of dating you, Dabi mastered the art of shutting up when you give him the look. He turns his eyes to the thing meowing loudly on his hand. He doesn't know how long he will put up with it.

It takes a few weeks for Dabi to get used to the cat’s presence. He feels like he already made a mortal enemy. Tuna is still small but her meowing sure is loud, always trying to get your attention when you are too entranced in Dabi. He swears on his life that the little fucker smirks at him every time you stop cuddling him to pick her up from the floor and rest her against your chest. So Dabi does what every adult man would do - he shows the competition that he is the favorite. Whenever the two of you go to the bedroom, Dabi makes sure to lock the door behind him, stopping the cat from entering. But after five minutes the little fur ball will start meowing loudly and you will get up to get it and bring it to bed. Tuna always lays by your side, preventing Dabi from getting close to you and holding you. Not to say that the tiny thing pisses everywhere but you only softly scold it before showing the way to the litter box, leaving Dabi to clean it.

So yes, Dabi hates a small kitten that can't even go down the stairs alone.

Either way, you choose to ignore the one-sided (though Dabi would argue otherwise, the cat definitely knows what she’s doing) fight and force Dabi to spend time with the cat. “You two need some bonding time.” you had argued while placing the cat on Dabi’s lap before leaving the house. Your boyfriend simply stares at the cat before awkwardly petting it. “Your fur is kind of soft, it's cool.” he caught himself speaking to the cat. He puts the cat down and goes to his room before he starts going crazy. There's no way he’ll become one of those people who talk to cats. When he's halfway up the stairs, Tuna’s meow catches his attention. He looks back and sees the cat trying to climb the stairs, still struggling a bit. Dabi sighs, weighs his options, and decides to go back and pick up the cat to bring it up the stairs. However, Tuna follows him like a baby duck to the bedroom and sits by his foot when he sits on the desk chair and turns on his computer. Tuna decides the game he's about to play is interesting so she sticks her claws on Dabi’s sweatpants and dangles on his leg, failing to climb. Dabi sighs again and carefully grabs the cat to place her on his lap. She makes herself comfortable, promptly falling asleep on his lap. Dabi catches himself smiling at the scene as he plays a random game on his computer, careful not to wake the cat up. And if you get home and coo at the scene, he pretends to hate every moment of it. But you can tell the way his eyes soften as he looks back at the kitten to make sure she's still asleep.

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justatypicalwizard · 10 months

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Rough and new | bakugo | part seven

✦ Summary: You meet a new and interesting creature that seems to share your curiosity. Both of you have motives to your actions that turn out to be vastly different.

✦ Warnings: mer!Bakugo, fem!reader, adult reader, smut(ish) content due to the curcumstances of the story do not expect full smut, dubcon

Minors do not interact

The night was painfully present, shimming its way between you and the mer’s hot body. Guess such a mass of muscles takes some time to get cold. Although his arms were still tightly wrapped around your form, you shivered. You weren’t sure whether you were crying again or simply never stopped doing that. The realisation hit you hard, dragging you down off your high. Just how drunk were you a while ago? Enough to get stuck here.

All you wanted to do was vanish. You found yourself in a situation that you didn’t understand, nor wanted to understand. Coming to terms with what you’ve done, that it was your and only your fault was just too crushing. You’re not stupid nor ignorant, hasty and thirsty… but that’s how you acted. That’s all that was fueling your childish curiosity with the beautiful and dangerous creature. You should have told someone about your finding, not come here alone, just how you planned. Or forget about the whole thing, act like you never saw the golden glimpse in the water.

No matter how tight you shut your eyes, your head was still spinning underneath. All you wanted to do was get out of here, go to bed, cry.

After what felt like eternity your arms moved from his neck down his back, untangling yourself from the muscular form crushing you into the now cold rock. Slowly and delicately, as if you were observed by a wild animal, you started to move and shimmy out of his cage-like grasp.

The mer’s eyes opened slowly. Did he fall asleep on you? Most likely. He looked unkempt and sleepy but still focused solely on your face. The blonde head tilted slightly expressing his curiosity.

You wanted to tell him something, or maybe not. Saying anything, letting your voice escape your throat felt terrifying. As if disrupting this moment would cause him to leap at you and tear you apart.

Still looking the blonde in the eye you started to crawl, on all four, to the side of the rock, then slowly down into the water. The cold swallowed you as you sunk. The mer seemed fascinated, sliding into the water himself. Observing his form attentively you moved towards the beach, push by push, not too fast. He was swimming around you somehow, brushing your legs and butt, looking at you with those wide-blown eyes. Two glowing-red spots observing you from underneath the dark water.

Biting your lower lip you started to kick and pull your limbs quicker, feeling your stomach clench out of fear. Just a bit closer, just a tiny bit. Your feet brushed the sand and you felt like crying. It was like running in a dream, trying so hard and failing so bad. The mer’s body had less and less water to move in, less and less space to circle around you. He swam just in front of you, staring at your face, not blinking even once, his fair hair dancing in the water.

Finally, your foot dug into the sand hard. It was now or never. Spinning around you splashed and pushed as hard as you could, slipping in the water and wounding your feet on the sharp rocks. The land was closer with every second, the water lower to the point it was merely licking your ankles.

Only did you turn around when your knees safely hit the cold dry sand of the beach. Panting, trying to catch your breath you cried your eyes out and shivered out of cold and fear. The sand rubbed all over your hair and face as you dropped to the floor curling.

“Y/N!”

It was all dark.

“Moment. Tell me everything once again, from the beginning.”

The cup was burning your hand slightly. The steaming-hot tea smelled good, comforting. Looking inside you saw your reflection, disrupted by the shaking of your hand. The teabag sunk low, left for far too long. The liquid was dark and you saw his red eyes…

The tea spilled as you hit the cup on the table.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered looking at the small pool.

“It’s nothing.” The man crouched next to you pulling a tissue out of the box with a sigh.

“Thank you Shinso.” Your voice came out muffed as you wrapped yourself tightly with the blanket.

“Please, tell me what happened.” The black haired was still crouching, staring at your face with an apologetic look. “I saw it, on your neck, it has something to do with a mer.”

Out of all people, why was it Shinso, why did he have to find you? It was humiliating enough to think about your mistakes on your own, to spiral down into overthinking while laying on the cold sand and panting trying to catch your breath. Now it was a whole new level of mortifying.

Shinso knew a lot about mers, giving his faculty at the university the two of you met at. The guy, a genius to add, wanted to become a marine biologist with the speciality about mers. He just got information about a mer showing up on a wild beach and he found you, crying in the sand. You passed out in his arms as soon as you realised it was his face.

What was the worst in this situation is that he has the absolute right to be angry with you, to scold you, to tell you just how stupid you are. You met a mer and instead of calling the person who knew everything about them and who wished about meeting a wild one in real life, you kept it to yourself. You went too far, not knowing when to quit with your curiosity and now you ended up injured, disorientated and defeated. How could you tell him all that?

“Listen, things happen.” He tried to reach for your hand but it was safely wrapped in layers of blanket that you didn’t wish to get out of anywhere. “Just please tell me what happened. Just think how would you feel if you found me like that. Wouldn’t you want to know…”

“I went too far with him!” You finally snapped under his pressure and the odd feeling weightening down your shoulders.

“Went too far with who?’’

“The mer.”

Shinso blinked at you a few times. He knew there was a mer involved. Why else would you be lying on the beach in the middle of the night with a bite mark that only looked like mer’s teeth? It was that wound that worried him the most. The man actually had a theory on what could have led to this situation but he’d rather hear it from you than jump to conclusions.

“What happened with the mer?”

“I don’t know Shinso, I don’t know anything about them!” You whispered feeling small and stupid.

“Please, I know you must feel awful now but… it’s just important, really important, also for me. Something happened and I can help you. I don’t want to leave you like that.”

God, good that you have friends like that or you would be dehydrating on that beach till now, crying your eyes out.

“Just, just promise you won’t tell me shit.” You mumbled and he nodded his head sitting between the table and the couch. His form was squeezed tightly beneath you, all ears at whatever you had to throw out of yourself.

“How could you know, really, don’t shame yourself like that.” After listening quietly to your story, Shinso answered. “Anyone would be interested, heck, people try to pet tigers in the jungle.”

“No they don’t, petting a tiger is stupid.”

“Yes, they do. Listen. I know it’s hard right now but there’s something you need to know.” Shino sighed, running a hand through his hair. “This may not be the perfect time to tell you this but the matter is rather… important.” You were looking at him patiently, ready for whatever he was about to say, silently hoping it was not something you’ve done wrong. “What happened between you and that mer was very different depending on the side. You, as I assume, took it as something fun and interesting but him… from what you say, eh, it looked like a typical example of… courting.”

“What?” You spat out. He sure has some nerves to joke around right now. You do look and feel slightly better than the moment he bringed you from the beach but you’re still shaken.

“Courting. It's a mers’ custom where two mers interested in each other act in a specific way, it may have various stages and different parts but the idea is the same.”

Saying that you were shocked would be a lie. Deep down you had the feeling something was going on between you and the blonde, you just kept ignoring it. Until now the thought was buried deep down your skull, safe and secure, ignored all the way. But when Shinso stated it matter-of-factly like that it couldn’t be pushed to the side anymore.

“I-I kinda felt like it but I thought I was just imagining things.” You mumbled avoiding his gaze.

“Don’t worry. That’s such a weird thing that I understand you could mistake it. Still, we do have a problem.” The man reached for your hair, pushing it to the side and exposing the reddened skin of your neck. The bruise started to change colour slightly, taking in a purple tune around the bites.

“This is a mating sign. With that, he gave himself to you.”

“Wha…”

“Okay, I know you’re scared but…” Shinso sighed. “Mers mate for life. A partner once marked.” He pointed to your bite. “Is considered taken forever. Their smells blend, their bodies react to each other. All sorts of complex things happen but what’s important now is that he bit you. He considers you his mate. That will never change. Even if you’ll never want to see him again it happened. And he will never find a different person… a different love in his life. I know it’s a lot to ask of you but… we need to go back there.”

You felt like throwing up.

“Imagine. He pretty much just confessed to you, no it’s more, he just gave everything he has to you and you… run away.”

PART SIX | PART EIGHT

SERIES MASTERLIST

#katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou fluff #mha bakugou #bakugou x y/n #katsuki bakugo mha #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugou #boku no hero x reader #boku no hero acadamia #my hero academia #mha bakugo x reader #bakugo smut #katsuki smut

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randomgoosegame · 7 months

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Brat

Request - dom aizawa x brat reader please💞

Warnings/ disclaimers - bondage, brat taming, aizawa leaves reader tied up, unprotected sex

It was late and you wake up to an empty cold bed. You huff and go looking for Aizawa who was supposed to be asleep beside you. You found him in the living room sitting on the floor hunched over a pile of papers.

"Aizawa baby come back to bed." You yawn and wrap your arms around his shoulders and lean against his back. He humms in acknowledgment but didn't make any sign of moving.

"I have to finish this by tomorrow kitten." You pout and sit on the floor next to him.

"But Aizawa-" You began but was cut off by him.

"No. Go to bed ill be there in a little bit. Im almost done." Aizawa sighed and kissed the top of your head.

"Well- if your almost done then ill stay with you till then." You smile and snuggle up into his side.

"Fine, just don't cause any trouble." Aizawa huffed a bit hiding a small smile.

You quickly grew bored listening to papers shuffling and decide to take action. You start of small, only nuzzling into his side or caressing his thigh.

"You better stop or your going back to the room." Aizawa said brushing your hand off his thigh. You pout and lay down on the ground next to him. Aizawa went back to grading papers and you bit your lip watching him.

"Stop staring." He said not even sparing you a glance.

"There's nothing else to do!" You huffed.

"Then go to bed." He snorted and started another paper.

"Shoutaaa." You groan climbing into his lap. He sighed loudly and finally looked at you. His eyes were narrowed and threatening but you didn't care.

"Y/N if you don't knock it off right now you'll be begging for me to even touch you." He warned. Despite your instincts telling you to listen you chose not to.

"What do you think im doing now." You huff with a smile and cross your arms pushing down the excitement that was fluttering in your stomach and spilling to your heat. Aizawa rubbed the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes tightly. Your smile dropped and you placed a hand on his cheek.

In a flash you were pinned to the floor on your stomach. You let out a surprised yelp and wiggled your body against Aizawa's. He swatted your ass harshly making you whimper.

"Now if you would have waited like I told you I would have been done by now and we would be in bed." He hissed in your ear pressing his body against your back making you immobile.

"But im bored." You whined grinding your hips as best you could agenst Aizawa's and moan feeling his bulge press into your clothed core.

"Does it look like i care? Your being a brat and brats don't get rewarded." Aizawa lifted you from the ground and carried you back to your shared bedroom before tossing you on the bed. You bit your lip in anticipation and watched as he shuffled around the room.

Coming back to you, Aizawa was holding two silky red ropes and used one to tied your hands to the headboard. You smile up at him but his face remained emotionless and calm. Aizawa kissed your forehead and climbed off the bed twords the door.

"W-were are you going?" You say in a panic watching him open the door. Aizawa turned to you with a smirk.

"I have some work I need to finish." He chuckled and walked out the door leaving you tied to the bed. You struggle with the restraints but they didn't budge. You tied to wiggle out of them but that only made them tighter.

Eventually when Aizawa returned you glared at him as he closed the door behind him. He slowly moved around the room to the bed and took off his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers. You can faintly see how hard he was seeing you sprawled out and tied to the bed.

"Have you learned your lesson?" He asked reaching for the rope. You nodd eagerly hoping he would untie you but he just pulled on them to make sure they were secured.

"Use your words kitten." He growled narrowing his eyes at you.

"Y-yes Shouta." You whimper.

"Good." Aizawa climbed on the bed and ran his hands up and down your thighs, avoiding the place you wanted him most. You squirm searching for any kind of stimulation but stop when Aizawa slapped your thigh.

"On second though.... I don't think you have." He muttered.

"N-no please! Ill be good i promise!" You cried out desperately. Wordlessly Aizawa flipped you onto your stomach. You can feel him shift around on the bed and you jump when he starts to pull down your panties.

"The thing is, i don't think you mean that." He said slowly and delivered a strike to your ass. You yelp and pull on the restraints but it doesn't help as he delivers another blow to the other cheek.

"Shouta please!" You cried out and tears prick at the corner of your eyes. Relentlessly Aizawa strikes your ass and only switches cheeks every other slap. Aizawa eventually stoped and massaged your ass to sooth the redness.

"Mmm I think you know now." Aizawa flipped you back over and kissed away your tears. He hummed and felt up your body, squeezing your thighs, hips and breasts.

"So pretty." Aizawa hummed kissing and sucking on your neck. You moan and tilt your head to give him more room.

Aizawa peeled off your (his) shirt and played with your breasts. He popped your left nipple in his mouth and swirled it around. You moan and pull on the rope.

You buck your hips to grind against his clothed member. Aizawa groaned and pinned your hips to the bed with his free hand.

"Shouta don't tease its not fare." You pout.

"Be patient I wanna take my time." He hummed and switched to playing with your right nipple. You whine and arch your back into his touch.

Aizawa pulled away from your chest looking at the marks he made on your chest. He hummed in approval and slowly slid your panties down your legs. You kick them off making Aizawa roll his eyes at your desperateness.

Aizawa slid down your body and settled himself between your thighs. He kept your legs pinned to the bed and spread them to get a good look at your arousal. He blew lightly on it and you whimper trying to wiggle away but was not permitted to by the tight grip on your thighs.

Aizawa decided to take pity on you and he licked a fat strip up your cunt. You moan softly and bite your lip watching him between your legs. Aizawa shoved his tongue into your entrance and he sucked harshly. Your moans and whimpers drowned out the erotic sound of him slurping up your arousal.

You begin to feel the familiar warmth pooling into your stomach and you moan pulling at the restraints, desperately trying to touch Aizawa. Aizawa hummed and thrusted his tongue in and out of you. His nose nudged at your clit and you moan feeling your stomach getting tighter and tighter.

"Shouta don't stop im so close." You moan loudly. Aizawa hummed and pulled away right before you could succumb to your climax.

"I should stuff that noisy little hole before you get us in trouble with the neighbors again." Aizawa said narrowing his eyes at you. You frown at him with wide eyes, ignoring the butterflies you feel thinking about what he would stuff your mouth with.

Aizawa takes the other rope and covers your eyes with it and secures it behind your head. You pout your lips but Aizawa kisses it away. You giggle as his fingertips run along your body tickling you slightly. But then he was gone, you couldn't feel or see him.

"Shouta?" You frown your brows worried he might have left you alone again.

"Im still here." You hear him from your left. You gulp nervously trying to strain your ears to hear him.

You feel him climb back on the bed and settle between your thighs once more. Your body buzzes in anticipation and you bite your lip. You jump feeling pressure on your entrance. You wiggle your hips but yelp as you feel a strike on your thigh.

"If you make a noise ill leave you here and you wont cum at all." You feel Aizawa breathe on your ear. You nod bitting your lip.

The pressure on your entrance grew untill the object entered you. You bite your lip hard enough to draw blood as you suppress a moan when the object started to vibrate.

You squirm as the vibrations grow in strength. You jump feelings hands on your tits squeezing and groping your fleshly mounds. Your climax rapidly approaches and your legs shake. You cum around the vibrator and your body thrashes around at the intensity of it.

The vibrator didn't turn off and you struggled to keep quiet. Aizawas hands move off your breasts and you felt him untie your hands. Aizawa rubbed your red wrists and kissed them.

"You can speak now kitten." Aizawa removed your blindfold and you blinked rapidly adjusting to the dimly lit room. You whine loudly feeling another orgasm coming on.

Aizawa chuckled and kissed you. His tongue lapped at your lower lip and you opened your mouth to deepen the kiss. You cried out as you came again and wrapped your arms around Auzawa.

"Mmm you did so good kitten." Aizawa untangled your arms from him and removed the vibrator from your quivering cunt. You sigh and curl up sleepily.

"What are you doing?" Aizawa said tilting his head at you. You looked over at him with wide eyes.

"B-but-" Aizawa narrowed his eyes at you. Aizawa climbed between your legs and rested on his forearms. You snuggled your head into Aizawa's chest and wrap your arms around his midsection.

"You didn't think we were done did you?" Aizawa hummed brushing your hair back and out of your face.

"No..." You say reluctantly and lean back away from Aizawa's chest. He rubbed your thigh and helped guide his cock to your entrance. You whimper as his tip pushed through your folds and then into your pussy.

Aizawa breathed sweet praises in your ear as he bottomed out. You whimper from the overestimation and tighten your hold around him.

"So tight and hot kitten." Aizawa groaned and started to lazily thrust his hips into yours. You moan as he brushed your cervix.

"S-shouta." You moan louder as he sped up his thrusts. Aizawa moaned in your ear, feeling your walls grip and spasm around him. He knew you were close even before you did, his hips now snapping into you harshly.

"Cum for me Y/N." Aizawa nipped at your ear and starts sucking bruises into your neck. You moan and climax for the 3rd time that night.

Aizawa moaned as you tightened around him, also triggering his own climax. His hips stuttered as he shot hot ropes of cum into you. You both stayed there for a moment basking in the post orgasm afterglow.

Aizawa kissed your head and pulled out making you whine at the loss of fullness. He chuckled and pulled you close to his chest.

"You alright?" He asked rubbing your back.

"Yeah." You say sleepily. Aizawa smiled and wrapped his arms around you as you fell asleep.

#aizawa x reader #my hero acadamia #fluff and smut #aizawa x y/n #mha aizawa #fanfic #aizawa shouta #aizawa smut #boku no hero acedamia #boku no hero x reader #boku no hero smut #my hero academia smut

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demonlamb666 · 2 years

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Domestic!Dabi

~Domestic!Dabi who wears the “worlds best boyfriend” apron you got him for your 1st anniversary every time he cooks, and will deny that he likes it with a light blush on his face every time you mention it.

~Domestic!Dabi who will pick you up and carry you over his shoulder every time he vacuums so you don’t get in the way.

~Domestic!Dabi who’s favourite part of the day is when he cooks dinner and gets to listen to you gossip about the neighbours and watch your animated gestures as you tell the story.

~Domestic!Dabi who keeps a photo of you in his wallet and looks at it before every mission to remember what he’s fighting for.

~Domestic!Dabi who knows that he would have died a long time ago if you hadn’t come into his life and given him a reason to come home at the end of the day.

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southside-otaku · 1 year

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Mommy don’t know Daddy’s getting hot

At the body shop

Doing something Unholy

Lucky, lucky Rei, she married the man who is now the world’s number one hero. Lucky to have had not one, but four promising children with such a strong and handsome man. But was she still lucky when he drove her to her breaking point? Now she watches him from a tv screen in a hospital bed; yeah, a lucky girl.

She still admires him from a far, knowing not what goes on in what once was her home. No knowledge that her husband has his head in the clouds-or rather the thighs of another woman. Could you blame the man? He’s the world’s number one hero, sexual frustration doesn’t suit someone of that title now does it. Besides, his broken wife hasn’t put out in years and it’s not like they’ve even been in the presence of each other in that much time either.

Such a dirty, dirty man to have seen an enchanting young face- of consenting age- and imagined how it would contort under the shadow of his significantly larger body. How would she sound when his cock reaches places she’d never been. Dirty, dirty man for him to have gotten so personal with the found beauty taking the time to learn her favorite color, foods, and other silly little things just to buy her gifts; some lavish and some simple. How awful of him to finally have her to himself in the strappy, expensive red heels he bought her as an apology for another coworkers’ behavior.

Mommy has no clue her children are at home and Daddy is playing with his new toy, leaning on his desk full of paperwork as he watches her sway and dance to the music before he commands a quick “C’mere.” Daddy’s little helper never denies him, especially when they both know this was not the first or the last time they would play together.

A/n: totally sorry this is so late (& cringey) but here it is and I hope you all enjoy! Been a LONG time since I’ve written and it definitely shows, at least to me haha

Much love,

South xoxo 💋

#anime #breezy writes 📜#mha #mha fanfic #bnha #bnha endeavor #bnha x fem!reader #mha x reader #enji todoroki x reader #enji todoroki smut #enji todoroki #mha x y/n #endeavor smut #endeavour x reader #rei todoroki #my hero acadamia #unholy sam smith #songfic #gif not mine

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random-fanfic-ideas · 2 years

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“What’s something you bought that you’ve never used?”

A wedding dress.

#bnha x reader #boku no hero x reader #mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x reader angst #boku no hero academia #angst #bnha angst #mha angst #boku no hero acadamia angst

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ziziarts · 2 years

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SHOUTO TODOROKI X "MY" Y/N

First kiss, first love ~

Y/N's Quirk: Ice/Wind

(Do not steal my artwork <3 reblogging is fine and appreciated!)

#bnha #digital art #fanart #art #shoto #todoroki #shouto todoroki #boku no hero acadamia #my hero acadamia #shouto todoroki x reader #shoto x y/n #bnha boys #bnha boys x reader #todoroki x y/n #lemon #todoroki x y/n kiss #shoto x reader kiss #anime #anime fanart

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raiden2394 · 10 months

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Perfect doesn't mean it's working/ceilings

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You and katsuki were together for 4 years, one day laying in bed as he sits next to you, confesses he's fallen out of love with you, and fallen for someone else.

Angst, heartbroken reader, confessions of a broken heart.

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You were lying in bed staring at the ceiling, thinking of katsuki. Your katsuki. 4 years of being madly in love with someone you connected with automatically still felt like a dream and all the times you've pinched yourself thinking it was one, he was still there.

Until one day, he wasn't.

My hero❤️: hey babe, are you busy? Wanted to talk to you about something.

Y/n: hey babe!!!! Of course I'm not busy. I never am when it comes to you.

My hero❤️: alright, cool babe. Be there in 5

Y/n: can't wait 😘

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Katsuki arrives at your door, hesitating to text you that hes here. He doesn't want to break you're heart but he doesn't wanna be unhappy either. As much as it's hard for him to send you that text, he pulls through.

My love❤️: I'm here.

Y/n: YAYYY! coming!

You immediately jump out of the bed, run to the door, almost tripping in the process. Heart racing a mile a minute, no matter how many times you see katsuki, you feel so many butterflies because of this man.

You unlock the door, squeeling when you see katsuki. Bringing him in for a hug, you realize he isn't giving that same energy back.

"Kats? What's wrong?" You look at him with sad eyes. Katsuki, hands sweaty and looking at the ground, unable to look at you. "Babe. Can we talk?"

You look at katsuki, feeling the nerves now. You nod your head yes and let him come inside. You both go to the bedroom, and you lie on the bed. Staring at the ceiling.

"What's up baby? What do you need to talk about? Is everything okay?" You say, all the while picking at the black nail polish on your fingernails. Katsuki takes a deep breath, staring at you looking at the ceiling. He feels almost relieved when you don't look at him, as tears start to form in his eyes. This, he thinks, is the worst thing hes ever gonna do. It's not that he doesn't love you, but it's better he do it person than in text.

"I...I want to break up" he says, heart pounding harder like it did when he first saw you.

The eyes that were just on the ceiling rip away to look at katsuki, hoping he was joking. You giggle, and lightly punch his arm. "Kats, that's not a funny joke" you say, still giggling. God, why this have to be so hard? Why did you have to be created to look so amazing? That, he doesn't think anything will ever answer for that question.

His face is serious, lips in a straight line, nothing about him is at all joking. You quickly sit up, eyes never leaving katsuki. You're hoping katsuki will laugh and say "Just kidding babe! YOU JUST GOT PPRAANKEEDDD", but as the minutes pass by, you notice the tears spilling from his eyes.

"I can't believe this.." You scoff, looking away from katsuki only to look back at the ceiling, trying to hold back tears.

There was a long pause, the silence becoming intimidating. Only for katsuki to speak up.

"I'm sorry y/n..I just don't have the same feelings for you like I used to. And I know that makes me sound like an asshole, but-"

You cut him off, anger filled eyes.

"your sorry?! 4 years katsuki, 4 YEARS. Only for you to end it just like this?! Why..." the tears are never ending, eyes staring at katsuki.

"Look, we both knew it would end this way.. didn't you notice the way I was acting differently around you?"

Oh, this made you furious. Is he serious?

"You may have been acting differently katsuki, but I've never once lost love for you! How DARE you hurt me like this? And not tell me the moment you knew it wasn't going to last? Why did you keep leading me on, thinking you were happy?! We were supposed to tell eachother how we felt, if we needed to talk to one another, we'd make the time!" You sobbed, shaking from how hurt you were and how betrayed you felt.

Katsuki ran his fingers through his hair, the same hair you used to play with when he slept over everytime he had a long night from his hero work.

"Listen, you know I love you"

You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

"But people fall out of love, it's not something I can control. I wish I could, I've tried to keep on loving you but it just...wasn't the same feeling."

"Is there someone else?" You ask him, wiping the tears from your face, makeup smeared.

Katsuki chuckled and looked away, unable to answer the question.

Realization hit you, and you remember the one time you hung out with Mina and uraraka, playing games and catching up. You went to go talk to Mina, leaving katsuki with uraraka, not realizing he'd look at her the way he used to look at you.

"So that's it.." You say, heart so broken, it feels like you're not alive. "You've fallen in love with someone else..."

"Y/n..I'm so sorry. Just because it's perfect, doesn't mean it's working"

You couldn't even look at him, too hurt to continue the heartbreaking conversation.

"Leave" you said, biting your lip.

Katsuki furrowed his eyebrows, alittle hurt by you telling him to leave.

"Y/n..."

"JUST GO BAKUGO!"

Katsuki flinched when you used his first name, he's only heard you say his first name when you got upset when he'd say something that hurt you, even then, he'd hold you telling you he was sorry and didn't mean it. This time, its really the end.

He looked at you for a moment, a broken girl he once loved with all he had, who he'd do anything for back then.

He nodded, and got up to leave, footsteps louder than they used to be.

You look up, and see him walking out the door. Still sitting on the bed, hands on your lap, tears still falling.

"Just know, she'll never love you the way I did. Don't ever contact me again, even when I've met someone and we cross paths. Don't dare to look in my direction"

Katsuki felt his heart break at the thought of you meeting someone, being around someone else, kissing someone that wasn't him. But he had already ripped the bandaid off, he wanted to atleast ask you to text him from time to time to see how you are, how you're holding up. But he knew that would cause too much pain, not only for him, but for you as well.

"I bid you goodbye, good luck with everything" you said, looking away from him.

Katsuki walked out of the bedroom, never looking back as he closed the door to your apartment.

You never thought this day would come, but good things never last, you think to yourself.

"I'll be okay, I'll miss you so much but I have to let you go. Even if it means to see you happy" you say to no one, remembering all the memories from the past 4 years with the love you lost.

"Time heals all things, even broken hearts"

That night, you stayed up until you passed out from exhaustion, scared to sleep for the dreams you have will be of katsuki and you, at the beach, katsuki chasing you while you play scream as the sun begins to set. Dreams better than reality, but then again, things are gonna be okay.

#iminamood #thiswasntsupposedtobethissad #ibrokemyownheart #katsuki bakugo x y/n #my hero acadamia #Spotify

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justatypicalwizard · 11 months

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Rough and new | bakugo | part six

✦ Summary: You meet a new and interesting creature that seems to share your curiosity. Both of you have motives to your actions that turn out to be vastly different.

✦ Warnings: mer!Bakugo, fem!reader, adult reader, smut(ish) content due to the curcumstances of the story do not expect full smut, dubcon

Minors do not interact

The blonde mer growled catching your attention. Soon he was grabbing at your hands harshly, just as he always did. You were quick to catch up with his actions. He was trying to teach you something, his name.

A fresh wave flooded your flustered mind. It didn’t matter what happened a while ago. Maybe you were just overreacting? Maybe he didn’t feel anything sensual (unlike you)? Maybe you were just a big overthinker?

Pleased with the new course that this interaction took you gladly accepted his efforts to communicate. The first attempts were shy on your side, a bit embarrassing. All those new sounds, difficult pronunciation, entirely new phonetics… it made you uneasy, your voice coming out as a bare whisper.

To break the weird tension and pump up your courage a bit you tried to teach him your name. Well, he didn’t even try to repeat after you but you didn’t mind. Giving the rather primal sounds his throat was producing it would be hard for the mer to mimic your language. It was disappointing, a part of you wanted to hear him call your name, even if he would get it wrong at first.

Back to his language you guessed. He was quick to think about a different word for himself. Was it shortened maybe? A different name for himself, some kind of title? You knew nothing about mers so you didn’t know whether they operated with surnames, pet names, whatever people call each other. Yet, this time the sound was easier and you repeated, trying to hit all the right notes.

Suddenly the world spun around. Your back hit the still warm stone and all you could see was the eclipse behind his wide blown pupils. They looked nearly animal-like, with a dangerous primal glint. The mer spared you his frightening eyes as he locked lips with you. His sharp canines cut through the plush of your lips as if he could eat you alive.

The shaky breath was caught inside your trembling chest, unable to escape. With every painfully slowly passing second your mind grasped what was happening with your body. It puts part to part, piece to piece mapping through the blonde’s parts all tangled up with you.

His lips were still kissing yours. Even though you were still denying it, it was happening. All of your earlier gut feelings, his looks and the way his body moved under your touch. You didn’t imagine it all, he was actually enjoying it.

Before you could properly process his head moved away and the next thing you saw were the teeth, the sharp and long teeth. They shone with white like a bone knife in the hand of a practised hunter. And they were knives that soon sunk into your skin.

Why? You had no clue, your mind panicking, running too fast to understand anything. The pain was sharp but short. Now there was a numb, pulsating feeling to your left where the mer bit.

Your hands were shaking, chest rising and falling in an uneven pattern not able to find its rhythm. You wanted to curl up your legs but the mers tail was tightly wrapped around you. Fat tears rolled down your red cheeks, getting lost in the corner of your mouth and the curve of your jaw.

Seconds passed, of your hot and wet prison underneath the mer. Your eyes slowly adjusted and you were able to look at him once again. One by one your senses calmed down. Why so fast? Why was your body reacting that way?

Something was bothering your fresh wound. Turning your head to the side, your cheek brushed his fair locks. The mer was licking your wound, slowly and delicately while looking at you from the corner of his eye. When he spotted you looking, his lips grazed the bite mark ever so slightly, leaving butterfly kisses along the bruised skin.

Why was he biting you and then kissing?

Animals, primality, growling, developed yet different species, more wild. The elements slowly started to add up in your hazy mind. Just what have you done?

The mer’s body shifted and you felt every inch. From the fin at the bottom, through his metallic tail wrapped tightly around your legs, to his chest pushed into yours. You also felt yourself, the emotions and thoughts that you tried to push down so much all this time. He was big, strong and good looking. Even though you didn’t know what he thought, his growls and lips told you everything, everything that your body needed to detach itself from your brain.

Your limbs acted on themselves, as if someone else moved them around. You pushed on him, wrapping your arms around his broad, naked shoulders. He answered instantly, growling low, locking eyes with you.

His gaze was intense, burning and sensual. Never has anyone looked at you like that, as if you were the only thing on earth. Even though the eclipse in his eyes was still in its full glory, the heat was red-hot. Much to your dislike, you bathed in that stare, excited, no, out of breath when he licked his lips and grabbed the back of your head arching your back delightfully just to kiss you once more, just to tell you what exactly he wanted from you.

PART FIVE | PART SEVEN

SERIES MASTERLIST

Okay, this part was not nearly as long as I wanted it to be and it didn't express everything that I wanted but I decided to cut it and ,et's say make two chapters because came out writing with one hand is not the easiest.

I injured my dominant hand and can't move it much so all I have left for now is the second, dumber one.

Unlucky.

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bleuhisteria · 11 months

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Deus Ex Machina|| Aizawa x Reader Chapter 2

In the fractures of our thoughts, lies the birthplace of innovation.

That night, as I returned home, my heart weighed heavy with disappointment. I couldn't hold back the flood of tears any longer, so I rushed to my room and collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in the pillow. The room felt suffocating, my dreams crumbling around me. The sobs threatened to escape, but I fought to keep them at bay, not wanting my parents to see me like this. With a shaky voice, I assured them that the exam had gone fine, even though deep down, I felt defeated.

Exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster, I eventually drifted off to sleep. The night wrapped me in its darkness, and as I woke up, I found myself bathed in the stillness of 2:34 AM. The glow of my phone revealed the late hour, urging me to seek solace elsewhere.

Silently slipping out of bed, I felt a compelling need to escape to the one place that offered solace—my dad's garage. It had become my refuge, a haven of possibilities and creativity.

With a jacket thrown over my shoulders, sweatpants hugging my legs, and cozy slippers on my feet, I tiptoed towards the garage. The flick of a switch illuminated the room, and I was greeted by familiar sights—a space filled with futuristic lights, tools, and scattered equipment. This was my dad's domain, his realm of invention and innovation. But over time, it had become my sanctuary, a place where I could lose myself in my own creations.

In middle school, I used to spend countless afternoons here, tinkering with machines and dreaming up ideas. But as time went on, I grew afraid to touch anything, afraid of failure. Still, on nights like this, the garage was my only comfort.

The floor was littered with boxes of random junk, a testament to years of neglect. I knew I had to be quick; my dad might catch me and freak out again.

Now, where was that gauntlet I had been working on?

I rummaged through piles of failed inventions, determined to find it. Finally, my fingers brushed against the smooth surface of the laser beam gauntlet. It was far from complete, lacking the necessary plasma and structural integrity for optimal performance.

Rolling up my sleeves, I thought of its tinkering and refinement. Time lost its meaning as I immersed myself in my work, making adjustments and reinforcing the delicate gauntlet. Amidst the intricate parts, my mind wandered to my father's suggestion—the support department as an alternative path if I didn't make it into the hero course. I wrestled with indecision, but kept growing frustrated at the thought, still unsure of what I really wanted.

Four hours passed in a blur, and as I put aside the stronger gauntlet, doubts nagged at me. Without the required plasma, my creation remained theoretical, its true power left untapped. A sigh escaped my lips as I surveyed the chaotic mess I had created. If my dad saw this...

The sound of the door handle turning jolted me back to reality. Panic surged through me as I realized I had forgotten to unlock it, and my dad was trying to enter.

"(N/N), are you in there?" his voice called out. "I'm coming in," he announced.

Desperation and urgency coursed through me. "No! Wait!" I scrambled to gather my tools, tossing them into the nearest box. With a swift kick, I hid the box under the table, along with the gauntlet, hoping to conceal my ongoing project.

The door swung open, revealing my dad standing there with a sandwich on a Styrofoam plate in one hand and a mess of bed head in the other. Yawning and scratching his head, he glanced at my old projects.

"Admiring your old stuff again?" he asked, placing the plate on the work table.

I prayed he wouldn't notice the mess I had made, so I awkwardly replied, "Yeah..."

Attempting to slip past him, I aimed to escape to my room.

"Hold on a second," he called out, causing me to freeze in my tracks. "A friend of mine is coming over. They're cleaning up this garage and taking everything away."

Take everything away?

The thought alarmed me, and I turned back to face my still-groggy dad, desperately seeking an explanation.

"Since nobody's really using this garage, I'm planning to tear it down for a new building project," he explained, a smile on his face. "If you're not using it for your inventions anymore, it should be fine if I take it down, right?"

No! The protest screamed inside my head, but deep down, I knew he was right. I turned away, biting my lip to hold back the flood of emotions.

"Go ahead, Dad... do whatever you want," I said, feeling my own thoughts betraying me. With a heavy heart, I left the garage behind and entered the house. But the warm colors of the interior felt cold, reminding me of what I was losing. I walked on the wooden floors, my steps quickening into a sprint as I headed toward my room. It was the only sanctuary I had left, now being torn down by the very person who had created it for me.

Curling up into a ball beside my bed, I felt a mixture of frustration and sadness. The door to my room remained locked, isolating me from the outside world.

Days passed, and I found myself trapped within the confines of my room. My mom grew increasingly worried, knocking on my door every day and leaving a tray of food outside. Yet, each night, I could only manage a few bites.

Occasionally, I would wake up in the afternoon to the sound of my parents' hushed voices, engaged in whispered arguments. Although I couldn't make out the details, the tension hung heavy in the air.

One morning, as my throat parched and dry, I summoned the strength to venture outside my room. But before I could reach the kitchen, faint voices reached my ears—a whispered argument.

"I told you to communicate better! Keeping things from her only makes matters worse!" I heard my mother scolding my dad.

He released a deep, low sigh. "I wanted it to be a surprise. I can't just let the garage stay if she's still using it without telling me. How am I supposed to understand what she's thinking if she keeps everything to herself?" he defended himself.

Leaning against the wall, I listened intently as my mom scoffed in response.

"You should have known this would upset her," she sighed with exasperation. "Go talk to her. Now," she ordered, her voice carrying a tone of firmness and disapproval.

In a panic, I rushed back to my room and locked the door, my back pressed against it as I slid to the floor. A glimmer of hope flickered within me. Could it be that the garage wouldn't be demolished after all?

A knock at my door startled me, and I heard my dad's voice from the other side, gentle and soft, "(Y/N), can I come in?"

I covered my mouth instinctively, contemplating whether I was ready to let him in. I stood up from the floor and sighed quietly as I unlocked the door, opening it, while I couldn't bring myself to look at his face, I still managed to mutter for him to come in.

The door was left ajar as he stepped inside my room, I sat down on the bed, my back turned to him, and my eyes fixated on the floor. In that moment, I noticed how disheveled my hair was when I caught a glimpse of it in a hand mirror that had fallen from my nightstand.

I felt the weight of the mattress shift as my dad sat down beside me. The room was filled with silence as we both waited for him to find the right words to say.

"I know you're upset about the garage," He began, "I'm not..." he sighed, "I'm not tearing it down to spite you sweetie, it was honestly meant to be a surprise, but I wanted to build a bigger one for you." he said, his tone shifting into a more relaxed one as he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I know you've been using it still, you don't have to hide the fact that you're still working on things there from me, I wholeheartedly support you."

Tears began to well up in my eyes, I made a promise not to have anything to do with machines and robotics and yet-- I grit my teeth, I couldn't stop myself from going there whenever I'm upset and just start working on things that I threw away. I'm just terrible...

My lips quivered, I felt a lump in my throat as I tried to speak, "I-I'm not... I don't want to..." I sobbed.

"Hush now, you shouldn't keep yourself from doing the things you love just because of one accident..." My dad stated, his comforting voice followed by pulling me into an embrace, causing me to cry in his chest.

I started bawling, heavy tears flowed from my cheeks as I released all of the pent up emotions I've been feeling the last couple of days.

Eventually... things calmed down, my dad stood up from my bed and offered me something...

"Get yourself cleaned up and meet me in the garage in a few minutes, there's someone I'd like you to meet." He said with a gentle smile on his face, a little nervous that I assumed was from the idea I would reject him.

I nodded, nudging him to leave my room while I got ready.

(Y/N)'s father walked down the stairs to the garage, relieved that he had finally spoken with her and cleared the air between them. It had been weighing on his mind for days, and he couldn't ignore his wife's persistent requests to have a conversation with their daughter.

Communication had always been challenging with (Y/N), especially after the incident at her middle school. He let out a sigh, remembering the difficulties they had faced and the strain it had put on their relationship. But today felt like a step forward.

As he entered the garage, he noticed the sound of shuffling boxes. His friend, Higari, was there. He was a short man with large hands, it was the biggest part of his body aside from his wide mouth, he dressed in a loose shirt and shorts. His orange hair partially covered his eyes as he focused on picking up something from one of the boxes. (F/N) could see a faint blue hue, making his eyes widen with realization. It was the gauntlet. He had seen (Y/N) working on it a few nights ago through the security camera footage. He occasionally checked in on her activities to make sure she was doing well.

"Higari," He called out, catching his attention. "Oh, (F/N), it's just you," he replied, turning his gaze back to the gauntlet.

Curious, (F/N) approached him. "What do you have there?" he asked, though he already knew the answer. He wanted to hear the man's thoughts on it as well.

As he closely examined the gauntlet, Higari looked to be pondering for a moment before responding, "I'm not entirely sure. It seems to be some kind of gauntlet designed to shoot energy, I suppose. It looks quite new, but there's definitely something missing. Without that crucial element, it won't function properly." He carefully placed the gauntlet back on the table, emphasizing its current state of being unusable.

(F/N)'s head tilted slightly, intrigued. "Oh, really? And what might it be missing?" he inquired, eager to hear Higari's perspective.

Higari let out a huff and shrugged his shoulders. "How would I know? I didn't make this thing," he replied, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

(F/N) let out a chuckle as he moved on to a different device...

I finished getting ready and made my way down the stairs to the garage, curious about the commotion I could hear from inside. There was laughter from my dad, accompanied by a voice that sounded annoyed and less than pleased. I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob, worried about facing whoever was with my dad. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"─Too short, Higari!"

"Fucking-- Give it back, (F/N)!"

To my surprise, my dad and a man with orange hair were engaged in a playful exchange, my dad clearly enjoying himself. I hesitated, considering closing the door quietly and retreating back inside, hoping to erase the image from my mind. However, something made me pause. I realized who the man was—it was none other than the renowned excavation hero, Power Loader.

In a moment of frustration, Power Loader threw a punch at my dad's stomach, causing him to double over. Seizing the opportunity, Power Loader snatched the object he had been reaching for.

I watched by the doorway, my eyes sparkled watching the gracious punch thrown at my own father by a hero I greatly looked up to. It was almost... inspirational.

"You didn't have to do that, Higari..." My dad held his stomach in pain, still keeled over before he turned his head, noticing my presence at the doorway.

He quickly hid his pain and stood up straight, calling my name, "(Y/N)! Come here, I want you to meet someone." he said with a smile, walking over to me, placing a hand on my back to guide me to the man, ensuring I wouldn't run away.

"I-I know who he is, Dad," I said, looking directly at the man. "The excavation hero, P-Power Loader." I stuttered at the mention of his name.

I admired him greatly among heroes. He was a prodigy and a licensed developer who made hero support items.

Power Loader placed a hand on his chin, studying me intently. "Eh? You're (Y/N), huh? You look different from what I imagined, but aside from that..." He waved his giant hand dismissively before reaching for something on the table and showing it to me. "What's this?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

My eyes widened as I saw the gauntlet in his hands, and I instinctively reached out to grab it. "Th-this is nothing—" I began, but I cut myself off, realizing the incredible opportunity I had to speak with an inventor I deeply admired. I looked up at my dad, who gave me a smile and a nod of approval. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my courage once more.

"Th-this was originally meant to be a laser gun, but I... I ended up creating a gauntlet instead," I explained, my voice gaining confidence. "Its purpose is to harness energy from a plasma source and generate a beam within the palm before shooting it. However, I'm missing the necessary plasma to make it operational. Since I didn't design it with a specific quirk in mind, I worry it may not be an effective hero support item..." I finished my explanation, feeling a tinge of self-doubt and selfishness regarding my initial intentions for the invention.

Power Loader crossed his arms, studying me with a serious expression. "Yeah, it'd be difficult to acquire plasma without a license. But let me tell you something, kid. The best inventors don't design things with specific quirks in mind. They push the boundaries of what's possible and create something entirely new. Don't limit your creativity by conforming to expectations. Make whatever you want to make," he said firmly, his words carrying a mix of disappointment and wisdom.

I looked up at him, my eyes wide with admiration and gratitude. His words struck a chord within me, resonating with my desire to explore and innovate. "Y-yes, sir," I responded, caught up in the moment. I instinctively bowed, a gesture of respect I always used in the presence of someone I held in high regard. As I raised my head, I blushed, realizing the action may have seemed overly formal.

He let out a hearty chuckle and turned to my dad, a smile on his face. "Hey, (F/N), I like this kid," he exclaimed, expressing his approval. Then, he shifted his attention back to me. "You're going to be in the support department at UA, aren't you?" he asked, his tone expectant.

Caught off guard by the question, I hesitated for a moment. I hadn't fully made up my mind yet. "Well, I haven't... really thought about it," I admitted, averting my gaze from the hero.

Power Loader's expression turned more serious. "Hm? Well, you should. Starting this year, I'll be teaching the students in the support department, and I expect to see you there," he declared firmly, his voice carrying a sense of determination. It felt as if he not only wanted me there, but he believed in my potential.

My heart fluttered at his words, realizing the significance of his expectation. I couldn't help but nod, feeling a surge of determination. "Yes, sir!" I responded with newfound confidence, my voice stronger and more resolute than before. The sudden shift in my tone caught both my dad and Power Loader off guard, and I quickly covered my mouth in embarrassment.

Feeling overwhelmed, I hastily placed the gauntlet back on the table and excused myself. I rushed out of the garage, my face flushed with embarrassment, eager to escape the situation and collect my thoughts in private.

"(F/N), you were right to introduce her to me. I can see the potential," Power Loader remarked, his gaze drifting toward the open door of the garage.

A laugh escaped (Y/N)'s father, breaking the momentary silence. "It's a miracle you managed to convince her. She's been hesitant to share her inventions with anyone for quite some time," he commented, a hint of pride in his voice.

Power Loader tilted his head back, curiosity evident in his eyes. "From that incident you mentioned?" he inquired, his tone filled with empathy.

(F/N) responded with a brief hum and a nod, the weight of the memory palpable in their silence. The impact of that incident had left a lasting mark on their family, casting shadows on (Y/N)'s confidence and trust...

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