My Hero Hit Me in the Feels

gdsjbgksjdbgkdsjgb there’s not much I can say except… Happy Halloween!

tags/warnings for: monsterfucking? supernatural elements such as demons and lowkey magic bullshit, mindreading, reader being a big monsterloving thot, mild obsession i guess, just some downright nasty boning, along with some mutual pining

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Enji was a being whose existence could not be… properly understood.

In simple terms, human lore would dictate him as an incubus, a demonic creature who derived power from the feelings of lust and sexual desires of others. He traveled the world, feeding off of the energies of others. Entering the realm of one’s dreams was one particular method he used to hunt; to find a target, seduce them, and then debauch them until they’ve reached their most primal and honest selves, and then absorb the power in those urges and emotions for his own. He had warmed many beds, from lonely single parents to inexperienced little virgins, to creatures not always of human origin, other dark beings such as himself.

His own greed and thirst for excitement is insatiable, and even now, here he is again, on the prowl for his next meal. There isn’t anything especially noteworthy about this little town, though location didn’t always matter. Wherever he went, there were always going to be people who were… craving his company.

One such instance occurs from the very second he passed by the doors of a local supermarket, suddenly hitting with such a force that halts him in his tracks. A sweet, saccharine scent of pure need floods his senses, so potent and intoxicating he nearly feels drunk, all but drooling at the mouth. Oh, he absolutely must find the source of this sheer concentrated desire. It’s been too long since he had sensed something so coaxing, so alluring, making his every hair stand on end, skin practically tingling with anticipation as the demon all too eagerly begins his search. Now, where was his prey?

Produce and meats, aisle after aisle, so many auras of lust tickling Enji’s senses but none nearly as powerful as the one he chased like a drug. Blue eyes dart from face to face, countless thoughts being tuned in to, minds being read, all in a search for his target, ever so desperately needing to find them when—

haha, surprise, Happy Halloween a second time, losers! some of y’all have been waiting AGES for this!

tags/warnings for ABO, heats, knotting, breeding kink, kidnapping, humiliation, dehumanization, dubious consent, emotional manipulation, drugging, lactation, mommy kink? tomura likes suckin the titty

you’re an omega kidnapped and put up for auction and you get bought for a very horny, very needy alpha

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You wake up to a flurry of voices and hands, the room around you feeling sterile and cold. “Is she ready?” Says someone nearby as you try to sit up, yet you find hands forcing you back down. “No, I still have to– shit, she’s waking up, I’m not done yet!”

Your eyes fly open to a white room with people in white robes, and you start to thrash as strong grips clamp down on your arms, your legs, holding you down by force as you open your mouth to scream, yet a hand slaps down over that too.

“Put her to sleep! We can’t finish grooming when she’s like that! You know how much presentation affects price!”

Teeth gnash at nothing to try and tear off the fingers over your mouth, eyes still frantically looking for something, anything. What was happening?! Who ARE these people?!

There’s a sharp poke into your thigh, and your body slacks immediately, losing your consciousness before you even so much as felt tired.

Honestly, considering what you saw when you woke up again, sleep had been much kinder.

It seems like it takes ages for your eyes to actually open, lids feeling weighted and sluggish, your neck aching as your head lolls. Second after second passes as you just try to regain your grip on the waking world, and as you try to move, the realizations and adrenaline that follows bursts you awake. You’re sitting up and can’t move your arms, pulled behind your back, every struggle jerking not only your wrists, but something attached to your neck, effectively keeping bound hands perfectly in place and leaving you vulnerable. Your legs merely knock against something cold and metal when you try to stretch them, keeping you confined in a tight, small space.

A cage; you’re in a cage, gilded and golden, slim and tall around like as if you were a prized canary. Countless horrifying details flood your senses and overload your mind as you just try to piece together where you are, what you are. Someone had changed your clothes, no longer simple casual wear but an elegant, flowing white dress accentuated with gold chains and jewelry. Something sturdy around your neck helped anchor a necklace that wove chains and jewels in delicate layers, dipping low onto your chest, drawing one’s line of sight towards your breasts, only barely covered by a swooping neckline. Saying there’s even a skirt would be a bald-faced lie, the fabric moving inward, completely exposing your hips and thighs in favor of covering only what lied between your legs like a loincloth. There’s a weight on your ears that you can only guess are hanging earrings, shapes against your fingers that felt like rings, more shining shimmering bangles on your ankles, against your wrists, forearms, upper arms.

You’re decorated like some sort of little doll. It must have looked good, considering how many eyes were staring at you through the bars. The sight is frightening, seeing all these different people, all staring at you, smiling. This cage must have been on a stand or pole of some sort, because you’re practically eye level as they stand gawking.

Hi, this is a little Gang Orca appreciation comic for his birthday inspired by Horikoshi’s notes on him ! Please enjoy

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todoroki natsuo x fem!reader

Helping them with their homework, then proceeding to distract them & “If you keep moaning like that, you’re going to wake everyone else up.”

warning: smut

a/n: i woke up at 8 am, but then I nearly threw up so I went back to bed, but we thriving now! and I will LITERALLY write a fic where the e n t i r e todoroki family gets to fuck you in a span of an hour, so yes I will write for him

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Todoroki Natsuo.

He was a kind man with the brains of a genius, and the brawn of a hero. He was your boyfriend who you loved more than life itself, but you just could not figure out for the life of you why he always invited you over to study with him.

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See, it’s always tricky to decide which one od them is the more temperamental, since Mic is the more easygoing but arguably less mature, while Shouta is kind of a hardass who will put the smack down on his students but also is more used to high-stress scenarios

I think you would really have to push him for him to really, truly want to dole out a harsh punishment. Destroying the things they got for you? Hizashi is the one who pays for most of it, so while it’s frustrating, he mostly finds it childish, but if Mic is torn up about it you’re getting a harsh scolding. Destroy something of theirs? That’s more crossing the line, but unless it was something really sentimental they try to take it in stride and take back your ‘get let out of your room’ privileges.

Did you try to escape? He’s mad, definitely, but what would make him go borderline feral is if you wait until you and Mic were home alone and you blitzed the radio star from behind, tying him up and successfully escaping. Shouta comes home to his partner with blood in his hair from a head wound and still positively hyperventilating because where is his darling?!?! Aizawa is going to track you down himself and when he finds you, you’re going to be hurt. Self-defense will only give him an excuse to hurt you more, and he’s still absolutely livid as you’re on the ground clutching your stomach ready to vomit from how hard he just gut-punched you

–They would both be extremely happy at any signs of progress. Shouta is a little more cautious since you all ‘aren’t out of the woods yet’ while Hizashi has the most pep in his step than ever before

–Hizashi invites you to cook with him, and to teach you anything you want to know, if not learn alongside you for something new! He’ll do anything that involves knives if course, not wanting you to hurt yourself or get ideas, but he’s absolutely thrilled and will devour anything you cook, encouraging you every step of the way if you mess up or praising you always

–Shouta becomes more physically affectionate, since before he was “keeping his distance” and trying to respect your boundaries a little. Now he’s a bit more forward, putting his hands on your waist as he watches you cook or rinse off dishes, pulling you into his lap as you watch tv together, giving little kisses to your temples and hair and maybe, if it’s a nice quiet evening, even your neck to see where things might go from there…

–you’ll be invited to drink with them. They’ve been trying to keep you away from bad habits but only on certain nights won’t hurt, right? They think drunk you is so cute, the way you’ll talk about anything and go from one subject to another, and of course there’s the lack of filter, which is helpful for getting little facts about yourself and your interests out for them to take mental notes of

–they have a big bed large enough for the three of you to nap and sleep and cuddle in. They won’t force you, but they would absolutelt love to have you between them. You’d wake up in a mess of limbs and hair, both of them sprawled out but still snuggling with some part of you, snoring peacefully like they wouldn’t want to be anywhere else

–not to say Hizashi wouldnt try to buy more affection but he absolutely would. Designer clothes? High-quality headphones? That new game console that’s been shown in the commercials you always seem so interested in? Wrap it up and put a bow on it cause it’s yours now. He wants you to love him. Please love him

Hizashi, angrily signing: You put those hearing aids back in right now! At least sign back or something!

Darling: *gives him the finger*

Hizashi: NOT LIKE THAT!!!

I can just imagine their frustration. Their darling won’t even say what made them so upset. Scolding or yelling won’t do anything bc their honey can hear very muted noises at best if they’re not completely deaf, and they can’t exactly communicate when their sweetheart won’t even open their eyes to read their lips or hands

–Anyone tuning in can hear Present Mic get choked up after a certain shy caller with a quiet voice phones in to say that they’ve been listening to his station a lot lately, hope he’s doing ok, and before making their own request, softly suggests that he should play more music for himself that he likes, since he tends to play suggestions from the audience so much. Hizashi can’t exactly say what he wants since this is all a big secret, so he has to play it off as “getting sentimental” about how much he likes doing his show and getting calls from everyone.

–He can’t even wait until he gets home. Once the song you asked for begins, he steps out for some privacy and calls you back right away, near incoherent with joy. He’s rambling a mile a minute the second you answer the phone and you can only barely keep up.

“Baby! You finally called in! I can’t even tell ya how long I’ve been waiting for my favorite listener to come on the air! You know my favorite song is your voice, baby! It’s on loop in my head all day, everyday yo! D'ya hear the song I put on for ya?! D'ya like it?! … Oh, yer still tryna listen to it? …oh right, duh…… Well, is there anything ya want me to bring home?! I get off in a few hours, I can grab ya somethin’! Anything ya want! It’ll be total hell waiting to see ya, but–”

He loaded up the queue with music before calling and essentially runs his mouth until the songs are over and he’s forced to get back on air, and everyone listening in might be able to spot the extra pep in his voice, just as excited as ever before

–Even if you’re in bed sleeping, you get practically tackled when he comes home to get Shouta for work (since in Japan the only day off from most schools is Sunday so I imagine UA is the same). He’s always been affectionate but it’s been kicked up to 200, all but bruising your cheeks with his rapid-fire kisses.

–he went straight to you when he got home and can hardly leave your side when you tiredly mumble “don’t you have to go teach today…?”

Of course, even after his very pouty departure, he quickly returns with Shouta, and now you’re getting affection from both of them. Aizawa will kiss your temple and affectionately tease “Just look at what you’ve gone and done. Now I’ll be dealing with his motormouth all day. Do you have any idea how hard it is to calm this man down?”

I’ve actually thought about writing for Hizashi and a deaf S/O in the past so I have a few ideas already :) I’m going to assume “like” was an autocorrect of “mute” as well so hopefully I’m not wrong there!

–they meet you by chance. They’re walking around town one night just for kicks when they see you looking incredibly stressed and crying, and when they approach you just start frantically signing. Some street punk shoved you down and stole your bag, which had all of your things in it: phone, wallet, not to mention a notebook you use to communicate with people who don’t sign

–it’s stated in canon that he “deafened his parents when he was born” and whether that’s literal or an exaggeration, I like to imagine it means Hizashi already knows sign language! He comforts you right away, saying aloud everything he signs since Shouta doesn’t know SL

–Mic stays to comfort you while Shouta does a patrol of the area and luckily manages to find your bag just dumped in an alley. You hadn’t had any cash on you so the theif probably thought it wasn’t worth the effort to keep a hold of it. You’re ever so grateful that it just makes you cry more, and the two of them get hugs. They offer to escort you home, and since you’re so shaken and on-edge you gladly accept. First nail in the coffin: letting them know where you live

–When they realize they’ve got a little crush on you, they’ll try to learn more about you before taking any drastic measures, whether the info comes from you or from some not-so-legally-acquired records. Hizashi “knows a guy” and Shouta can find out some things from the Quirk Registry. Were you born deaf, or was it an accident, or a medical happening of some kind? Do you have a Quirk, and what is it? What is your support system: friends or family? The answers to these questions seal your fate

–they’ll become pretty disillusioned and infantilizing. The world is so dangerous, so obviously they just have to protect you! You need them, and they need you. Whether it’s some sort of epiphany or you have a minor bump in the road

–they keep an extra close eye on you, “bumping into” you more often, spending more time with you for research of course, but also because the more time you’re together, the harder they fall

–One day you wake up to an unfamiliar room with the two of them having been passing the time chatting and doing things while waiting for you to get up, since they would hate for their precious baby to be alone and frightened without them there to explain.

–that’s the first time they hear your voice: when they explain what’s happened and how they love you and will take care of you and you just start bawling. Your hands are shaking so bad you can hardly sign anything as you plead for them to leave you alone, but they just see it as a sign how sweet and fragile you are

–they take off work for a while to watch you around the clock, showing you your new home and trying to get you adjusted. Apparently Shouta learned sign language for you, but you don’t care. You don’t sign to them anymore. You’re just quiet, despondent, flinching every time one of them moves too fast.

–Hizashi offers to get you a cochlear implant (assuming it would help to give you hearing, unless there are underlying medical factors) but he doesn’t push it if you don’t want one. not too much

–on a particularly bad day during a month or so of you refusing to communicate or do much of anything, really, Shouta loses his temper and binds your hands behind your back, saying that if you want something, you can use your words and ask for it. You’re still sobbing when Hizashi comes back from the store and the two of them get into a massive argument that doesn’t end until Shouta’s untying you and practically begging for forgiveness