well i've been thinking about it for a few weeks now, i've decided to give up this blog and simply start another one.
(i just hope it doesn't turn out like on wattpad where i changed my account every 2 weeks because i got bored every time on the new one, and my friends kept yelling at me 💀)
before i start, i'm not going to delete it, i'll let people read what i wrote here but all the fics that are supposed to have a part 2 will be deleted and reposted in my new blog. the rest of these stories will be posted there too :)
obviously, i don't allow anyone to repost my work on tumblr or even other platforms. it still remains my work!
so the reasons are as follows;
- first of all i noticed that i've almost reached 700 followers (thank you<3), but, that, barely 10 people interact with my posts, if not sometimes none lol. so it's just discouraging to write for 0 returns, but in the end it's not the most important thing.
- some people have fun sending uncool anons, i replied to one, the rest was deleted, don't want to pollute my blog and your feed with it, so if you see this anon fuck off
- and finally my old writing style doesn't fit me anymore :/ i used to write only requests, almost forgetting what it was like to write for me, and in the end i realized that i didn't like it at all, so maybe starting a new blog and starting over would be better ? idk
(and to think, that i originally created this blog to read fic about shoto and nanami, while improving my english for my exams 😭✋🏾)
- and also i changed my url too many times, i think people don't know who i am anymore.
i hope you are all well, that you drank your water and ate, and that you have a good day full love <3 bye :)
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thinking about how you were the second choice.
the second choice to the one who would share the beautiful family name todoroki. the one who would have to accompany your future husband to the most important events of the company.
the one who would have to fake that same smile reserved for the cameras. the one who would clean her mascara after sneaking out of the business party to cry and scream in rage in the bathroom.
in addition to his quirk, he had this power to make you feel like a nobody in the last few months after you announced your engagement.
have you ever received a single compliment from him ? why ? what did you have less than her, than the first choice to marry shoto todoroki ?
it wasn't even your fault, you were simply the bourgeois bitch who had ruined everything, who had ruined his planned love marriage with his teenage girlfriend, momo yaoyorozu.
you were beautiful but not as lovely as her, you were smart but not as insightful as her, you were you but not her.
and shoto never missed an opportunity to remind you of that. his nasty remarks about that outfit you'd spent hours choosing to please him, his days when he was away from home sleeping in a hotel pretending to be on a business trip.
his purple hickeys that covered your chest given by your dear husband's kisses when he had a bad day with his father. were they devoid of any affection, love ? what a question !
the night was always torrid and erotic when he was annoyed, his gestures seemed so sensual, so real that you could almost believe in this illusion, that he was making love to you and not using you like a common whore.
" try to smile a little more, it's one of the few things i ask you to do. "
his gaze was cold, and his expression was nothing but annoyance. you felt his hand go cold behind your back, which made you wince slightly in front of the paparazzi.
"you disgust me. i don't know what endeavor found you to see you fit to join the family. yaoyorozu would have looked great in front of them. "
but from your point of view you couldn't understand how angry he was at you. for naively accepting endeavor's proposal to marry him, for foolishly thinking that you were going to be the most envied couple in Japan.
for enjoying your happiness while he was condemned to a loveless marriage, for million dollar contracts.
he hated you.
so when he saw you, at that ball he had organised to spend luxurious offers with clients, having fun with his rival bakugo, no adjective was strong enough to describe the anger he felt.
how katsuki bakugo made you smile at a party where you were supposed to stand by him like the bitch you were. but also that cleavage he found far too vulgar made him ashamed. momo would have much more class than you.
he wanted you to suffer like he did, he didn't want to be the only one unhappy in this shitty marriage.
so when everyone left your penthouse, when the servants had left under shoto's orders, he couldn't resist taking you by the hair, while pressing you against the kitchen island. his breath, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, caressed your neck.
"look at you. half-naked to show off to half of Japan. the idea of having married a slut repulses me. yayorozu would - "
" -would never. i fucking know this shoto."
his grip on you tightened a little more to your arrogance. you were used to him degrading you when you did it. to him hurting you by pulling your hair. but besides hating him, you hated yourself for loving those rare moments when he spoke to you even though it was only to humiliate you, to feel that erection against yourself, to make him come, because those were the only things that made you believe you weren't completely useless.
"get down on your knees. "
you obeyed promptly, the excitement growing between your legs.
"and do what you do best, you whore. "
your hands quickly moved down his fly and underwear. your lips met the crown of his cock. your lips, which had never met his, began to place kisses on its length.
but shoto was not in the mood, though he never was, his hand gripping the back of your head and forcing you to take it in one go. you felt tears well up in your eyes.
a dry laugh echoed through the 70th floor flat.
"such a filthy slut. i'm having trouble figuring out if you're really my fiancée or the whore i fucked at the hotel the other night. "
you began to suck him, your saliva dripping from your mouth. he was huge, too huge for you. and yet you were straining to take him all the way in. your hands met his balls as you gently stroked. his sighs of pleasure mingled with your lewd noises.
you choked as todoroki gave you yet another thrust, forcing your head down.
your saliva was mixing erotically with his pre-cum, he was about to cum. his face for the first time was tense, slightly red, his lips slightly parted, enjoying the work you were doing down there. his low, rough grunt, was accelerating as he grabbed your hair more brutally.
tears rolled down your cheek as he finally came inside you. salty. you were ashamed to say that you were proud of making him come faster and easier.
"take all of this." he ordered curtly.
his cum dripped slightly from your mouth, but you made one last effort for him, for his satisfaction, to swallow. you were a mess.
and yet, you loved it. that vulgarity, that nastiness he so loved to show you, when he fucked you dirty.
shoto finally let go of you when he was done with you, to put his trousers and belt back on. the expressions of pleasure and eroticism were driven from your faces by that of arrogance for shoto and melancholy for yours.
"i'm sleeping at the hotel tonight, you can have the bed. "
"wait i have to-" you say as you put your dress back on properly.
"i'm not in the mood, later".
later. i've been waiting two weeks to show you the divorce papers shoto.
and he knew it, he knew it but he didn't want to confront you with it. because you’d be too happy to leave him. and that he still needed your seductive talents to catch up with his rival bakugo.
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she was everything you wanted to be. beautiful, tall, rich, and above all the fiancée of the pro-hero izuku midoriya. ochako uraraka was the perfect wife. yeah, future wife.
they seemed so perfect in those TV interviews, the celebrity magazines with the headlines "uravity's new engagement ring, but how much is it worth!?" or "deku and uravity, the most fab couple of the year".
everything was a little too perfect, too romantic, to the point that even disney fairy tales could envy them.
but there was always a flaw, and that's where you came in.
"are you going to get drunk on soda water?"
a wry smile stretched your lips as the man with the dark green hair sat down next to you at the bar.
"i'm waiting for a nice man to come and buy me a drink." you said slowly.
you could see from the corner of your eye that midoriya took his order from the barman.
"how lucky you are to have found me."
you turned towards him. he was like on tv ; charming, charismatic, even though he had barely said two words to you. his masculine smell only made you turn your head. or maybe it was that mocking smile he was giving you.
"i know you were watching me from the other side of the restaurant. "
"correction, it was your beautiful dress/suit i was ogling."
you let out a dry laugh. he knew how to get girls to fall for him, no wonder ochako didn't trust him.
"you just made it worse for yourself." you said in a mocking voice.
"well, let me make up for my arrogance upstairs? "
you shrugged vaguely. you knew how to make yourself wanted.
"we're skipping a few steps here, aren't we ? "
you saw him loosen his tie and unbutton the first buttons of his shirt. he had no reason to be so, attractive. to be a engaged man and yet attractive.
"i think you know who i am, though, but what about you ?"
you thanked the barman for the drink he had just served you. who were you, y/n? the secret lover of unfaithful husbands ? the gold digger of the pro-heroes of Japan ?
you were known for seducing them, for only one night.
"just call me y/n."
he knew what he was doing to you. deku could easily guess that he was the reason you were desperately trying to move in place to calm that growing desire between your legs.
you weren't going to fall in love with your client's husband, were you? well, it was already too late to suppress his feelings and yours, he already had you in his grip. as you had it in your grip.
"you might as well save time, ochako hired you as a detective to find out if I was cheating on her, right before our wedding, right?"
you were drinking the wrong way, the young man had caught you off guard. you finally pull yourself together quickly, it would be unprofessional of you.
with pride on your face, and the shadow of a smile, you nodded. izuku had moved closer to you, his face was only a few inches from yours. his lips were more tempting than ever.
"so i guess it wasn't because of my dress that you came to the bar," you murmured, staring into his eyes. "you wanted to know why i've been spying on you for the past few days."
"no, in fact i'd love to know if you're actually wearing underwear or if this is all part of your plan to spend a night with me."
he wasn't pro-hero for nothing, the young man was an expert on the subject. in the field of seduction, such as tricking people.
your hand came gently up his crotch until it met a bump. already ? a soft giggle tickled his ears.
"you'll have to come to my room to find out then."
your breath hitched a little more at the thought of izuku fucking you, at being the reason he was no longer faithful to his dear perfect wife.
without giving him time to react, you took the last sip of your drink and left the bar. a last mischievous look was addressed to your lover of the evening before joining the hotel lift.
a strong hand stopped the doors from closing, and the next second soft lips came crashing against yours.
a smile stretched across your face as you kissed languorously. this thought that izuku couldn't wait another minute. to feel you.
you could say that you had fulfilled the duty that ochako uraraka had entrusted to you. to find out if izuku midoriya, Japan's hero no. 1, was unfaithful to her.
and you could be happy to have screwed up the most popular pro-hero couple.
hi guys,,,, reblogs are appreciated and they cost nothing so ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞
she was everything you wanted to be. beautiful, tall, rich, and above all the fiancée of the pro-hero izuku midoriya. ochako uraraka was the perfect wife. yeah, future wife.
they seemed so perfect in those TV interviews, the celebrity magazines with the headlines "uravity's new engagement ring, but how much is it worth!?" or "deku and uravity, the most fab couple of the year".
everything was a little too perfect, too romantic, to the point that even disney fairy tales could envy them.
but there was always a flaw, and that's where you came in.
"are you going to get drunk on soda water?"
a wry smile stretched your lips as the man with the dark green hair sat down next to you at the bar.
"i'm waiting for a nice man to come and buy me a drink." you said slowly.
you could see from the corner of your eye that midoriya took his order from the barman.
"how lucky you are to have found me."
you turned towards him. he was like on tv ; charming, charismatic, even though he had barely said two words to you. his masculine smell only made you turn your head. or maybe it was that mocking smile he was giving you.
"i know you were watching me from the other side of the restaurant. "
"correction, it was your beautiful dress/suit i was ogling."
you let out a dry laugh. he knew how to get girls to fall for him, no wonder ochako didn't trust him.
"you just made it worse for yourself." you said in a mocking voice.
"well, let me make up for my arrogance upstairs? "
you shrugged vaguely. you knew how to make yourself wanted.
"we're skipping a few steps here, aren't we ? "
you saw him loosen his tie and unbutton the first buttons of his shirt. he had no reason to be so, attractive. to be a engaged man and yet attractive.
"i think you know who i am, though, but what about you ?"
you thanked the barman for the drink he had just served you. who were you, y/n? the secret lover of unfaithful husbands ? the gold digger of the pro-heroes of Japan ?
you were known for seducing them, for only one night.
"just call me y/n."
he knew what he was doing to you. deku could easily guess that he was the reason you were desperately trying to move in place to calm that growing desire between your legs.
you weren't going to fall in love with your client's husband, were you? well, it was already too late to suppress his feelings and yours, he already had you in his grip. as you had it in your grip.
"you might as well save time, ochako hired you as a detective to find out if I was cheating on her, right before our wedding, right?"
you were drinking the wrong way, the young man had caught you off guard. you finally pull yourself together quickly, it would be unprofessional of you.
with pride on your face, and the shadow of a smile, you nodded. izuku had moved closer to you, his face was only a few inches from yours. his lips were more tempting than ever.
"so i guess it wasn't because of my dress that you came to the bar," you murmured, staring into his eyes. "you wanted to know why i've been spying on you for the past few days."
"no, in fact i'd love to know if you're actually wearing underwear or if this is all part of your plan to spend a night with me."
he wasn't pro-hero for nothing, the young man was an expert on the subject. in the field of seduction, such as tricking people.
your hand came gently up his crotch until it met a bump. already ? a soft giggle tickled his ears.
"you'll have to come to my room to find out then."
your breath hitched a little more at the thought of izuku fucking you, at being the reason he was no longer faithful to his dear perfect wife.
without giving him time to react, you took the last sip of your drink and left the bar. a last mischievous look was addressed to your lover of the evening before joining the hotel lift.
a strong hand stopped the doors from closing, and the next second soft lips came crashing against yours.
a smile stretched across your face as you kissed languorously. this thought that izuku couldn't wait another minute. to feel you.
you could say that you had fulfilled the duty that ochako uraraka had entrusted to you. to find out if izuku midoriya, Japan's hero no. 1, was unfaithful to her.
and you could be happy to have screwed up the most popular pro-hero couple.
hi guys,,,, reblogs are appreciated and they cost nothing so ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞
tw: all characters are aged up! explicit language. suggestive language. general smut. breeding kink. sexual punishment. squirting. daddy kink. possessiveness.
a/n: in honor of fathers day, enjoy a toji zaddy thirst~ <3 hope you enjoy! reblogs are highly appreciated anonies!!! ^^
“fuck- you like that don’t ya princess~?” of course you liked it.
you liked toji’s every touch — his breath on your skin; tingling you as he thrusts his length deeper and deeper, his balls hitting your clit; fucking you so hard, all the way up to your cervix… but you wont tell him that~
“hell princess, ya know… no one can make you feel the way I do~” toji purrs into your ear, pounding your soaking cunny faster and harder with each thrust, biting the nape of your neck — like an alpha in heat. “now- ya gonna stop acting like a fuckin’ brat and apologize to daddy?”
“ngh- in your f-fucking dreams!” oh! how you picked the wrong day to disobey toji…
“bad move, baby doll~”
removing his length — your eyes widen in surprise, at how fast toji flip’s onto his back, ramming his thick cock back into your wet cunny. “ah! ngh- s-shit-” you let out a whine, sounding both in pain and in plesure… if you only knew the expression toji made hearing you whine, how he wore a wide devilish smirk across his face, watching his cock get swallowed and the view of your plump ass bouncing. hearing you heave, struggling to escape his grasp.
“are ya gonna fuckin’ apologize for flirting with other men princess?” toji demands your apology, fucking you so deep, his tip’s reaching your cervix once again… getting up, toji wraps his muscular arms around you, trapping you in his embrace — “oi, princess. fuckin’ apologize.” you couldn’t take it anymore, so you gave in…
“ha! finally ya brat.” he groaned out as held your body, thrusting his length, moaning in pleasure from the feeling of your tight walls — chanting repeatedly that you his.
“your mine! mine! fuckin’ mine!” — drilling the thought that your his princess, and no one, can make you feel as good as he can… toji’s hands wander down your torso… reaching your folds, pulling them apart to feel up your clit, circling and rubbing it roughly; whispering intoxicating nothings into your ear; feeling his full balls hitting the rim of your ass from time to time…
“s-shit! ngh- move your f-finger”
“and, why the fuck should I princess?” toji sneers in a cocky tone — “p-please! please let me cum daddy!” you begged, whining as tears fell onto your heated face, “let you cum?” he mocked, a chuckle in his tone,
“I’m not stopping you, baby doll, go ahead, cum whenever you like~”
you continue to sob helplessly, like a prey being attacked by its predator... finally, after toji moved his fingers off your clit, your hand reaches your sex, to where you needed to be touch — circulating your sensitive bud for what feels to be for hours, you came — though, you were barely aware, that you orgasimed… differently.
“huh-? did ya just squirt princess…?” you looked down witnessing where your liquid reached on the floor, as well as how it lubricated toji’s cock perfectly.
“fuck- baby doll, this view got even sexier~ ha! I have an idea… why don’t I fill you up, enough to make you pregnant~ how does that sound princess?”
“w-wait! toji-!” before you could do anything, he slams' your trembling body onto his dick; cumming loads into you; filling you up to the brim; giving you a feeling of pure ecstasy from the warm liquid filling you up… your head tilting up in pleasure, unaware of anything else going on around you — as your eyes flutter, toji kisses the side of your neck, purring one final thing into you ear…
“now princess… yer all mine, don’t ya forget it~”
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