COSMIC

Fics with a trophy (🏆) next to them are ones that I believe are my best works.

A compilation of my not-half-bad works. Old fics and loser writings are no longer listed here.

I write both fluff, suitable for most people, and smut, mature sexual content. Everything has content warnings in the beginning. Commissions are open, half off if I like the idea/character/already have a similar one part way done. Here's my WIP list. Cashapp only.

💘=Angst 💖=Fluff 🌶️=smut/lemons (mature) (all characters are age of consent/aged up AU)

*Asterisk denotes popular fic

My Hero Academia

UA

Aftercare- Character(s): Izuku Midoriya / Deku 🌶️💖

Summary: Very short, loving, and wholesome. Begins where I usually end my fics 🤔

New Year's- Character(s): Denki Kaminari / Chargebolt💖

Summary: You're caught up in a game of 7 minutes in heaven at Mina's New Year party.

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Electric- Character(s): Denki Kaminari / Chargebolt🌶️

Summary: Your boyfriend tries to praise and degrade you while shocking you lightly. Short fic.

Class 1-A reacting to learning you're dating Neito Monoma***💖

Summary: He's about to make fun of the class, but you stop him and redirect his attention. Short fic.

The Lion King - Character(s): Hitoshi Shinsou💖

Summary: Short fluff, class 1-C is putting on a play, and you guys dress up as the characters for a kids promotional event, and lightly flirt. Brainrottingly sweet, he briefly kisses you and you go back to being awkward teenagers.

Hitoshi Shinsou x Neko Reader Chapters***💖

Summary: Your quirk allows you to transform into a cat, and this guy loves cats. As a part of the hero course, what will you get up to your first year at UA? 16k words in total.

Heat - Character(s): Hitoshi Shinsou x Hypersexual Neko Reader 🌶️

Summary: You explain to him that you're in heat, but that doesn't stop him from helping his new girlfriend out.

🏆Please*** - Character(s): Tamaki Amijeki/ Suneater🌶️

Summary: This man is down so badddd, it's embarrassingly sweet. He finds you having a wet dream about him and has to help you out. He’s mostly sub. I'm pretty proud of this one, it's good, gah it’s so good. Definitely my most popular on Tumblr.

"This Charming Prettyboy's Gonna Steal Our Girls!"* - Yo Shindo 💖

Summary: As a U.A. student, you should be defending your peers from the upperclassman, but find yourself enamored.

Rival Schools - Character(s): Yo Shindo 🌶️🌶️🌶️

Summary: After the provisional hero exams, you go out with him for his birthday, but quickly find yourself in a hotel room with some bad ideas.

Pro Heroes

🏆Training*** - Character(s): Hitoshi Shinsou / Nighthide, Shouta Aizawa /Eraserhead🌶️

Summary: Neko reader asks virgin boyfriend Hitoshi to take care of their heat, but they're too busy training with Aizawa. Reader takes matters into their own hands and visits the training center.

*Maybe my second most popular fic. Starts out decently horny but gets super detailed. It's pretty long.

🏆EraserMic x Reader: Midnight Confessions*** -Character(s): Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic & Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead💖

Summary: Friends since high school, the three of you have done everything together for years. When they decide to take their relationship to the next level, however, where does that leave you?

🏆EraserMic x Reader: Three's a Crowd, but Not With You*** -Character(s): Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic & Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead🌶️🌶️🌶️

Summary: Disoriented by something that happened the past day, you wake up in your best friend Shota's bed. Hizashi comes over to comfort you in your confusion, but you quickly get up to something more sinister before his boyfriend gets back.

Blindness* - Character(s): Hawks / Keigo Takami💘💖

Summary: You live with the League and a snake hero bites you near your eye, causing your vision to fail you. Hawks steps up and takes care of you while you recover.

🏆Feather*** - Character(s): Hawks / Keigo Takami🌶️

Summary: Hawks is giving some big speech, but you find one of his long, thick, sensitive feathers and decide to have a little fun at his expense.

🏆Little Bird- Character(s): Hawks / Keigo Takami

Genre(s): Angst, a little smutty at the end💘🌶️

Summary: This fic turns into a VERY yandere reader, you have a crush on your workplace flirt/mentor/boss/work partner, Hawks, and take it upon yourself to help him out at night when he needs relief, even if it means breaking in.

One of my most popular fics, no beta read, pt 2 below

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🏆Escape* - Character(s): Hawks / Keigo Takami🌶️💘

Summary: Absolute filth. Hawks kidnaps and has his way with you after finding out you're a dirty bastard. Very yandere. Very depraved. Very hot.

(Pt 2 of Little Bird, does not require prior fic tho, this was my most requested fic)

Villains

Family Reunion - Character(s): Dabi / Touya Todorok💘

Summary: NOT x reader. At the insistence of Toga, he tries to rekindle his relationships with his siblings for Christmas. Bad idea.

Dreams - Character(s): Dabi (Hawks?)🌶️💘

Summary: Sleeping in Hawks's bed temporarily, you wake up from a wet dream to Dabi, who has an reciprocated crush on you being the only one around that could help you with your little problem. Pt 2 in the works.

Assassination - Character(s): Dabi / Touya Todoroki (Hawks?)💘

Summary: Your high school love turned into a full-fledged villain after his father mistreated him. You still see him every once in awhile, but the heroes are looking for him, and Endeavor will do anything to stop you, a worthless commenter, and his son from being together.

Your New Boyfriend*** - Character(s): Tomura Shigaraki, (Hawks?)💘🌶️

Summary: Villain reader almost dies when their boyfriend Hawks doesn't show up in time, Shigaraki saves them by turning them into a nomu. You decide to repay him when you find him touching himself thinking about you.

Doctor*** - Character(s): Overhaul / Kai Chisaki🌶️

Summary: Overhaul is hiding out in a local doctor’s office, regaining his strength. What'll happen when he realizes one of his patients has a crush on him?

MHA Guys Reacting to you Accidentally Sending***

Charged fluff texts 💖

With Izuku Midoriya / Deku, Katsuki Bakugo / Kacchan, Denki Kaminari / Chargebolt, Tamaki Amijeki / Suneater, Shota Aizawa / Eraserhead, Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic, Keigo Takami / Hawks, and Dabi / Toya Todoroki.

My Hero guys reacting to you playing an embarrassing song on your spotify*** 💖

With Pretty Much Every Male Character Ever™️

Jujitsu Kaisen

NSFW Alphabet*** - Character(s): Choso Kamo🌶️

Summary: NSFW Choso headcannons

Sugar Daddy Gojo*** - Character(s): Gojo Satoru

Genre(s): Fluff, slightly NSFW at the end? 💖🌶️

Summary: Gojo loves to spoil his favorite teacher at Jujitsu High. It starts off innocent, but his intentions seem more and more clear as time progresses.

Forgotten God Gojo x Worshiper Reader* - Character(s): Gojo Satoru

Summary: In an unusual series of events, you find an abandoned temple in the forest near your house. Your curiosity interests you, and although you can't find anything about it after researching, you clean it up and wonder if they're truly is a being there or not.

Pt 1 💖🌶️? Pt 2💘 Pt 3 🌶️ Pt 4🌶️

Other Anime

Studying 💖

Source: Assassination Classroom

Character(s): Karma Akabane

Summary: Nagisa offers to help you with some studying after you missed a couple of days due to sickness, but has to go. Afterwards, Karma finds you still having problems with some of the work, and assists you as some classmates plot to assassinate Koro-sensei.

🏆Field Trip*** 💘

Source: Assassination Classroom

Character(s): Karma Akabane

Summary: Childhood best friends, you confessed to him on Valentine's day and had a falling out. When you're kidnapped, however, he leads the charge.

Second most popular fic on Tumblr. No beta read. Honestly I think that I have better ones but this one was really popular for some reason, so the people have spoken.

Other

Bubble Blowing with Reader Headcannons💖

Denki, Shinso, Dabi (MHA) Lord N, Corbeau (Pokemon) Gojo, Choso (JJK) Aaravos, Soren (TPD)

Herbicide and Hospitals*** 💖

Source: Harry Potter (READ MY STATEMENT ON JK ROWLING HERE)

Character(s): Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape

Summary: Something goes wrong in potions class, and they have to take you to the Hospital Wing.

Captain America x Bucky Barnes (Not x reader)💘

Source: Marvel

Character(s): Captain America, Bucky Barnes

Summary: Play-by-play of a cannon scene- this time with internal dialogue from Captain's part.

Aaravos x Reader

Source: The Dragon Prince

Character(s): Aaravos

The Mirror💖 The Apprentice💖 The Tease💖 (see below for optional mature content)

Astral Form, Corporeal🌶️

Source: The Dragon Prince

Character(s): Aaravos

Summary: Astarion wants to seal your newly-formed bond-with his body.

What Are We*💖💘

Source: Baldur's Gate 3

Character(s): Astarion

Summary: After months of enduring his teasing remarks, you finally ask the question.

If you made it this far,

100 posts!

-MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING-

Reading below is at your own risk. You have been warned. There is explicit sexual content in the writing below, written for mature audiences.

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"Deku!" you gasped, as he pressed circles around you with a rough, sloppy kiss to the side of your neck. His face was red, undoubtedly just as far gone in the pleasure as you were. He felt so damn good.

"I-'zu!" You can't help but dig your nails into him, and he gasps, more in shock than pain. Izuku shudders violently and quickly lets himself slide out with a moan. He pants hot and heavy kisses on your neck as he empties his load on your thigh, rubbing himself on you through the last few jerks, and you just stare, transfixed. You could never tire of the way he always big his lip and looked up, the way his chest muscles tensed, how he bit back a sob or a moan every time.

He gulps in a few breaths of air and sighs, coming down from his high, stilling his hand.

"Oh shoot, I made a mess, I'm so sorry, Y/N, I'll go get-" he jerked up to go get something for you, but you caught his wrist. He froze, looking to you for guidance, all his attention raptly set on fulfilling whatever request you may have. You giggled. He was so damn cute.

He couldn't help but grin back, after hearing your small laugh. "y-you were just holding on so tight... hell, you must have really liked it as well, I-I guess I need to do some more endurance training though, I'm really sorry baby." He said sheepishly, holding his scarred hand up to his green hair in his nervous tic.

You take his hands in your own and warmly kiss them. "Oh Izuku, you don't need to- oh shoot! Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" You stare down at the red gashes on his side, left by your nails. He quickly covers it up with the blanket, wrapping it as he gets up. Your happy smile had quickly turned sad with worry.

"No, no! I'm fine. More than fine…" he whispers, as if in another place. He shakes his head as he goes off to the bathroom to get you a towel. By the time he's back, you're laying back down again, spent from the night. He takes a moment to admire your naked body, wishing it was a sight he never had to leave. He gently peels the blanket down from your hand, and presses a kiss into your inner thigh as he cleans your sensitive bits. He uses slow, careful strokes so as to not make you upset, or disturb your calm sleepiness. When he's done, he tosses the rag in the laundry and spoons you in a huge cuddle. The warmth, softness, closeness. This may very well be one of his favorite things in the whole world.

"I know how much you love me, and you made me only love you so much more." He gently kissed the top of your head, and you quickly fell asleep in his strong, loving arms, which gently petted you in a soothing motion.

"I'm so happy you're mine, love," he whispered to himself into your ear with another kiss, but you were already fast asleep.

Idea summaries of x reader fics currently in the works. $15 Cashapp (discounted from normal commission price because I already have some ideas) to finish within the week. Otherwise... Who knows if these'll ever see the light? Some are cheaper because they're almost finished, I just need some motivation to keep going. If they're in color I really want to continue them :)

-MATURE CONTENT WARNING-

They're all smut unless otherwise noted 🔥

MHA

KiriBaku x Reader Smut where you lose your toy and your roomates find it... Anxious reader * Only $5

Quirkless AU waiter Bakugou x reader smut

KiriBaku x Reader where they get hit by a body swap quirk while out doing hero work, and Bakugou wakes up in Kirishima's body wrapped around his naked girlfriend, and decides to play the part * Only $10, 2 parts?

Werewolf Bakugou x reader, kidnapping, possessive, he becomes your boyfriend, you're the only one who sees him as still a man *Only $10

Overbearing yandere husband Bakugou who just wants you to stay home with him all day *Only $10

Yo Shindo x brat reader, using a toy instead of him and he gets pissy

Thigh riding on the bus with Denki *Only $5, smutty obviously

Denki x shy dom fem *Only $10

Villain Hitoshi Shinsou x ex hero reader who's harboring him, sadism

ShinKami x reader IN a movie theatre with an R rated movie playing doing more than y'all should 🫣

Sugardaddy Aizawa, sub reader

Possessive Jealous Aizawa

Hawks getting mad jealous reader banged dabi in his bed, VERY smutty

Dabi x reader, reader helps him tend to his wounds and redoes his staples and he gets excited from the contact

DabiHawks x reader where Dabi is Hawks's ex and the reader was hit by a love quirk and has it horribly down bad for dabi in an interesting love triangle.

Dabihawks who kidnap you and keep you locked up

Edgeplay with dabi where he tries to get you to confess under torture to not having feelings for him, but, well, you refuse, and it's a mess.

Tomura Shigaraki x reader, in which he monologues to the kidnapped reader about his hatred for hero society 😂 he ends up really liking the reader for listening and not judging-but ofc that's because you want to, not because you were kidnapped, right?

Shigaraki and you getting trapped hiding from heroes together in a confession booth in an abandoned church, getting up to some unholy things. *Only $10

Bnha character kink headcannons, however many characters you want *Only $5

JJK

Older Step brother choso x reader, turns into smut, freshly wed parents but you both have crushes on each other, *Only $5

VERY DARK Inumaki x reader smut where you reject him and he uses his cursed technique on you 😳 *Only $10

Yuji/ Sukuna x reader where he has an identity disorder and swaps between Yuji and Sukuna. Yuji just wants a nice first date, but Sukuna wants much more. *Only $10

Choso x reader smut period sex, pretty self-explanatory, very gentle with you while you're in pain and he tries to relieve it, wholesome

Others

Sword Art Online

Yandere Kirito x reader (angst, not smut)

Asuna x reader "Only $5, not smut,reader frees her from her prison

Assassination Classroom

Timeskip Karma and Nagisa x reader, Nagisa gets misgendered and wears a maid outfit, threesome

Baldur's Gate

Astarion x reader, Halsin cucking

Astarion x reader blood drinking for the first time

Ascended Astarion with extreme BDSM

Astarion finding a displacer beast having its way with you 😳😳😳

Pokemon (TRAINERS)

Empathic Lord N x reader, reader is black/white protagonist after a few years and they rekindle their relationship. He is supposed to find your thoughts linger on him so much, particularly doing certain things to him. Not smut but implied sexual thoughts *Only $10

First time with Lord N in the woods (could be follow up to above)

Getting married to Lord N with all your pokemon friends attending (WILL NOT BE SMUT) *Only $10

Lord N NSFW alphabet

Corbeau x reader smut where a pokemon uses the move attract on one of you *Only $10

Stardew Valley

Stardew Valley Sebastian x reader smut, some dnd stuff

Hazbin Hotel

Alastor x reader (relationship is based more off pissing off your ex, vox, than love) NOT SMUT

The Vees x reader reader helps them in their rise to power not smut but sexual, cmon it's Hazbin guys

Helluva Boss

Bee x Loona x Vortex

Harry Potter

Snape headcannons *Only $5

Draco headcannons *Only $5

Draco confessing he's a death eater to Slytherin best friend *Only $10, multi part, eventually you end up in a relationship. Suicidal ideation, dark angsty themes, eating disorders and self worth issues.

Draco and you mutual masturbation and being loud enough you're always bothering each other through the thin walls *Only $5

Snape recalls reader when a student asks him if he was ever in love

Snape x lily potter reader on the eve of her wedding, smut, cheating

Headmaster Snape x senior reader who gets in trouble for reading filth

Getting Snape to change your failing grade... *Only $10

Marvel

Loki x Valkyrie reader who helped him learn how to fight, his servant, emphasis on his

Loki x foreign princess reader

Loki x human worshipper/ servant reader where he is banished to earth and they are all too desperate to help him out. He thinks it's pathetic, in both a revolting and cute way. Only $5

Loki x alcoholic SHIELD agent reader, power and control dynamics, he wants to "fix" you and takes you on as his project, slight hypnotism/ Loki tries to use his mind tricking powers for good?

Sinister Doctor Strange and regular dr strange x Reader, sinister dr strange finds you, his lover from another dimension, where he has died. Can the two of you overcome your differences and be reunited with another version of your lover? *Only $10

Steven Grant x London Sanctum Guardian reader. Reader believes grant is possessed after he describes his predicament, showing up at their door without a clue, and they attempt to help him. (Not smut)

FNAF

Sun (FNAF) x reader breeding kink

Pirates of the Caribbean

Jack Sparrow x reader (not smut)

Mystic Messenger

Jumin/707 x reader DARK, yandere, kidnapping, they're either fighting over you or secretly planned from the start to share 👀 *Only $10

The Dragon Prince

Optional non-smut teasing part 1 here

Contains: MATURE CONTENT, teasing, sadism, masochist reader, degradation, name-calling, inappropriate quirk use, fingering, oral on reader, dom Shindo, bratty sub reader, only kinda hatefucking, more school rivalry.

After quickly getting it cleared by your professors (Ms. Joke was more-than-thrilled that he was celebrating and making friends, Eraserhead couldn’t seem more indifferent as long as he took you back to the dorm by lights-out) you were off with Yo Shindo to get his birthday dessert after the events of the Provisional Hero License Exam. The pleasantries of getting to know one another were all but lost to your thoughts when you caught another glimpse at his sharp canines biting into the roll or his dark eyes pretending to be the perfect kind hero. Honestly, when would the tease end with him? A cute birthday date, surely he wouldn’t do something so simple. It was infuriating and intoxicating, never knowing what his next move would be.

So when he called up his uncle, some local hotel manager or owner or something, to tell him some bullshit sob story about how he needed to borrow a room to “wind down” from the stress of the exam before returning to Ketsubutsu, you weren’t surprised one bit where the afternoon was headed. Who were you to complain, though, as you willingly hopped in the passenger side of his hand-me-down sports car. It was stupid, you knew what sort of trouble you could be in for, but with him? Trouble sounded fun. What wouldn’t you do for this handsome man was a better question.

Before revving off, he paused for a moment and looked at the backseat as if debating something in his mind, then turned on the radio to some typical pop rap song about horny teens. The volume was loud enough to keep it from being too awkward, but quiet enough to hear him clearly. He had fitted the inside of the car with bright green seat covers and yellow accents, no doubt to match his hero costume. You ran your hand over the black velvet and leather of the door subconsciously, liking the smooth feeling under your fingers.

He kept his eyes on the road as he spoke, but you could hardly keep yours off him at the rare opportunity to stare out the edge of your vision without fear of retort. From the binoculars you had used during the exam, you saw he had been shirtless, but at your distance, sadly the sexy picture was too small and far away to make out much detail. Being so close in proximity now, you could see it was clear that he had to be every ounce as muscular as he had appeared when he caused the earthquake that split the stage; you could see the biceps flexing under his tight top as he made the twisting motion of turning the steering wheel to merge. 

As if he could sense your gaze on him, he pouted. “Well, it’s a couple hours into this, and I’ve hardly gotten more than a ‘happy birthday’ from you. What, didn’t get a present for the birthday boy? Not very heroic of you,” he said as he inclined his head towards you, eyes still fixed on the route.

“Are you serious? I offered to pay for the food, and it’s not like I had much notice or chance to get a card or anything, Shindo,” you huffed. Seriously, what was with him? You had already gone out with him blindly on a whim, what more could he want?

“Yo,” he corrected, tightening his grip on the wheel with his right hand and reaching over to graze your knee with his left. “I’m sure we could come up with some other gift you could give me- and I’ll be inside you soon enough, might as well pretend you’re familiar and care about me, at least,” he said as casually as could be, as if talking about the weather.

“Not shying away from it, are you?” You pretended like the sentence meant nothing, but crossed your legs tighter and looked the other way. A heat crept up your cheeks as his large hand moved up your thigh, and rested midway.

“Unless you have an objection?” He slid his hand further, under your shorts so it was just an inch away from your underwear, and squeezed just enough to hurt. The heat in your stomach grew. You said nothing, looking down to where his body met yours.

“That’s what I thought, doll.”

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The drive was quick, and it was only a moment before he had the keycard to the hotel room in his hand, and he snuck you in the side entrance around the cameras, in case anyone would see. When you reached the room, he swiped the key and opened the door with an exaggerated bow, holding it open. “After you,” he said smoothly with a gesture into the space with his free hand.

While you were taking in the room; spacious with a large bed, he shut the door behind you, and you heard the lock click. You looked towards the curtains on the other side of the room and gulped down your nerves. You were really doing this, and you were likely about to get your guts rearranged by this hottie.

No sooner had the thought come into your mind than he pounced, pressing you against the wall across from the bathroom, hand in your hair, your cheek firmly snug against the gray wallpaper, a shade lighter and more yellow than his irises. With the hold, you couldn’t help but feel like you were the hero and he was the villain about to smash your head into the side. Instinctually, you held your arms out to the sides to push off and reject his sudden rough touch, but he held you firm in place, closing the distance between his torso and your back.

“Shit, I’ve been wanting to ruin you for hours,” he sighed, harshly grabbing your side without restraint, and you let out a yelp, but relaxed and allowed him after knowing how his words impacted you. “I have no intention of going easy on you now, you know. There’s no one looking up at me for me to be the nice one anymore.” The front of his hips made contact with your backside, an undeniable force pushing between your legs. With a grunt, he moved the hand that had been holding your hips, and you heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper pulling. Smoothly, he returned the veiny hand against your side where your underwear banded around, and squeezed the bony area, leaving no space between the two of you. As if you wanted any. His right arm relaxed against your head, tracing your jawline and up into your lips. Sliding his right leg between yours, he parted your legs and pressed up against you, the sensation clear but tainted by the multiple layers of clothes between him and you, leaving you clearly wanting much more. Was he going to be mean by making you beg, or too quickly force himself in? Hell, at this point you’d take whatever he gave you!

The hand on your lips split his fingers apart, making the two halves open up for him. Grabbing your jaw, he looked down at you before roughly pressing his lips into yours. Neither of you moved, and his hands roved your body gently, settling on your waist, guiding your back against the wall as he deepened the kiss and started moving his lips against yours. The initial kiss was surprisingly sweet and innocent, hardly touching, everything it could be for the man who was clearly masking sinister intents. “See, I can do it all.”

“Mhm. Kiss me harder, it’s clear you want it.”

“That sounded like an order. How about you make it a request if you want it so badly?” He kissed against your cheek slowly and gently, entirely inappropriate and intimate for what this was. The heat rose to your cheeks once again as his hands moved up to brush against your nipples, just like every other recent touch, much too light. You tilted your head forwards, but he retracted away. Infuriating!

“Please, kiss me, Grand. I need more,” you conceded, hesitantly wrapping your arms around his upper back.

“Of course,” he acquiesced. He dug the heel of his palm into the small of your back, and ground against your frontside while leaning down, catching your breath from your parted lips for a second before diving in. The second kiss was exactly what you had been craving. He slotted himself against you, and although it was slow, it was a deep kiss, saliva on your bottom lip as you slid against each other. “Like this?” You nodded to his words, and it seemed enough for him. He groped your ass, sliding his other hand up your leg until he toyed with the edges of your pussy. You couldn’t help but react to his touch, and pushed needily against him. He bent down for another kiss, this time long and filled with tongue and spit. Seeing how much you seemed to like him, he abandoned all caution. One finger rubbed against your slit while the other hand slipped down your pants, and you bucked your hips with his finger’s movement. It had no reason to feel as good as it did, for just one finger not even against your underwear. Maybe you were just that down bad.

“You’re being a lot more compliant than I expected,” he chuckled at you. A challenge, a compliment, or an insult? You never knew, with him.

“Well, I hope it can make up for the missed birthday present,” you hissed, insulting his complaint from earlier.

“Now, let’s get this off,” he said, entirely ignoring your words. You puffed up at him, but he turned you around so quickly and smacked your ass that you didn’t have time to continue to be upset. He tugged at your underwear after dropping your pants. “Yo! Slow downnnnn,” you pouted, in that high, obviously fake whiny complaint voice.

“I don’t know if I could if you wanted me to,” he huffed, and your mouth shut, unable to think of anything to say after something so brazen. This time when his fingers caught along your fabric, all that was left between them and your pussy was one thin piece of cloth. “I still have all that energy… all that adrenaline from this afternoon, so pent up. I passed, god, I know I did great but I still want more. I live for that fucking rush.” His hand finally slid against your clit, and your muscles tensed up at the surge of feeling it brought with it. Flicking backward, his thumb slowed as it caught against the sticky mess of your hole through the underwear. “You’re pathetic, U.A. student.” Such an insult should have made you stop wanting it, but shit, you wanted to be pathetic for him, if it landed you here.

Another light tremble shot down your body like the first time he had touched you, and you finally connected the dots, and spun around. What a powerful quirk! Sneaky bastard, he could make the shakes huge or tiny. “You asshole! That was your quirk all along? You keep messing with me?” The moment you met eyes with him, you were transfixed once again. Handsome, mysterious, charming. He was the full package. He just smiled down at you condescendingly.

“What, think your body naturally reacted like that to seeing how fine I am, without a second thought? … cute.” He was against your body once again, bending you down and pressing his hard-on between your thighs, and with only your panties on, you could feel him twitch. God, you wanted him. “Impressed you can still think about tiny shit like that. Who cares if I use my quirk to fuck around? Would you at least pretend you didn't loathe me for a moment?” he sneered.

“First impression? I knew from the start you were a little bastard behind that sick smile.”

“Better watch your tone, Prince(ss).”

“You said your hero name was Grand? That's quite a name to live up to.”

“Oh, trust me baby, I will.” He slid your panties to the side, coating the material of his pants in your slick as he rutted against you, his tip grazing your clit before pulling back. You bit back a moan as the bump pressed against your entrance, the tiniest tease before it was back to gliding against you in a steady motion.

Well, you wouldn’t argue there. Hopefully he would prove worthy of such a grandiose title.

Suddenly, he pulled himself back and dug his nails into your waist, and you hissed at the feeling, and whimpered a bit. With a grab and a toss, you were on the bed. Frustrated that you had gotten so worked up and gotten so little, you opened your mouth to give him a piece of your mind, but it instead fell open as he flexed and lifted his polo off. It slipped off like water, his muscles rippling below, and tossed it to the side. He had looked good with the shirt on, but holy hell, no wonder the man had a shirtless hero costume! He was ripped as fuck! The abs, the biceps, the pecs, he was a masterpiece begging to be painted. Except, you very much doubted Yo Shindo begged for anything.

“Like what you see?” As if he wasn’t smug enough, he had noticed your wandering eyes. You turned your head away to be a jerk as he started to remove his shoulder and chest armor, but you hesitantly reached out a gentle hand on his shoulder. He looked confused at your touch and frowned slightly.

“Leave it on… please, it's so… you.” How humiliating of a request. Something about a hero fucking you, and with that costume on…

He was incredulous. “Leave them on?” He said, as if he couldn't quite believe what you were saying, laughing and looking down for a second before yanking you down by the leg, cupping your chin in his hand. “You’re fucking pathetic for me,” he spat in your face with a mean glare. You said nothing, and held deathly still. “Guess I chose the right colors, huh baby?” 

His hands once again dipped below the waistband of your panties, and he played with them, skimming the digits around the rim before giving them a small tug, and suddenly ripping them down the middle. The indignant gasp that left your mouth was second to none, and you covered your naked lower half.

“Shut it you bitch. I'll get you better ones,” was all the apology you got before he pried your legs open and inspecting you like market goods, eyes wandering every inch that was previously covered. He gripped your legs tight enough that you whimpered in pain when you had resisted, and he gave no room for refusal, so you opened them up for him. You could feel the clearish liquid nearly dripping onto the bed as your pussy throbbed when his massive bicep flexed and the tendon in his forearm popped out to reach towards you and spread your lips. He watched silently for a moment, smirking as always.

“You might look sweet to someone stupid, but you’re sadistic, you know that?”

“Oh, you have no idea.”

You shivered as he gathered your slick around his pads and knuckles, and rubbed your clit. You couldn’t help but grip onto his shoulder, and the asshole dipped the first knuckle into you, then added another finger, enough to just be in, but not enough to give you anything you needed. “Yo, please!” you pleaded, and your begging was met with a sharp jerking motion up into you and a sadistic smile as you struggled to accommodate the suddenness. Without giving you enough time to adjust, he wiggled his fingers inside. You were so wet now that he slid out easily, and back in. Basic, simple, but after you adjusted, perfectly good sex. His fingers stopped and shuddered as he looked down at you silently, and after gauging your reactions, he found the spot he was looking for, rocking back and forth against it. He sure was a quick one. “Fuck, Yo, you're good…” you couldn't help but moan, as if admitting defeat. 

“Oh, are you finally coming to your senses, precious?” You were reminded by the aggression underlying his words that he should be your school’s enemy, but a swipe of his thumb against your clit and another thrust with his wrist resting against your pelvis stopped you from getting any smart ideas. 

“Did you also know, that in addition to those huge quakes and shudders, I can also do it on a micro scale?” He seemed to want a reaction, so you shook your head, unsure why he was bringing it up now. “...it’s actually how I started, maybe you’ll want a demonstration? Here, how about-” He either didn’t finish his sentence, or you were too pleased to notice the words as you saw his chest tense up and suddenly his fingers felt inhumanly, undeniably good inside you. He licked his thumb and pressed it against you, and you whined away at just how quickly he was moving his fingers, how much pressure they put. God, it would have been great, and heightened the sensation of his other fingers inside you, but it was all too much. “Too intense, hmm? Sensitive, are we?” he teased, but slowed down. You looked down, because how on Earth did it feel so- fucking hell. His fingers were vibrating.

Your head fell back and you were unable to keep your moans in as he quickened his pace of thrusting inside you, stopping just enough a couple knuckles in to skim against your g-spot with vibrations. He was gentler with his thumb, turning it on and off as he occasionally spat a drop against it. He was a mastermind at assessing and sizing you up with how much strength he needed, when to switch it up and make it more intense; ramping it up just how you like, not too slow or fast. He was fucking perfect. You could never forget this time with him, not if you got married or some shit. It just felt that damn good. 

Within a few minutes, he had you clenching around him. Shit, it’d be stupid if you came already. You squirmed away from him, disrupting his movements in an effort to prolong the moment, but he quickly stopped you with his hand the size of big as a plate. He pressed you down and although you resisted, you knew you were absolutely powerless against the villain, his dull gray eyes mocking your every movement. With a few more sloppy thrusts, you felt yourself tighten around him, and everything faded away, your eyes rolling back in preparation as you felt yourself growing warm. Then, it all suddenly stopped, and he pulled away, the juice from your cunt thick on his fingers. “No, don’t fucking do that to me,” you growled. Realizing your tone, you checked yourself. “Please, I was so, so close, Yo,” you pleaded.

His grin just grew wider. “And why the hell would I give you that when you didn’t even give me any-” 

“Please, Yo! Please, don’t leave me like this,” you nearly sobbed. His face returned to a neutral expression, and surprisingly, he glided his fingers back in. Not only that, but he bowed his head and disappeared under his thick head of hair as his face got closer to you. He let out a tentative lick at your bud, and you pressed your hand into his hair as he pumped his fingers a few more times before pushing his tongue against you starting at a low vibration, but quickly amping it up. His fingers desperately pounded to keep up with it, and you hardly had time to recognize when your orgasm overwhelmed you, and you squeezed his hair in your hand as you shut your eyes, pleasure unlike any taking control of you. Distantly, you could still feel the impossible speed of his wet tongue and the perfect precision of every finger. You convulsed around him, lost in a heaven only you could see. Yes, you could never forget this dark-haired fox.

You slowly came down from your high, and he slowed down as well, as if eager to prove how perfect he could be, but he didn’t stop. 

“Augh! Fuck, get the hell off me!” you half moaned half cried when he showed no signs of remorse, forcing his hand out of you with a huff. His tongue, however, was not so easy, and he did not let up until he had licked strips down your slit and a few in to clean up all of your slick. Even without his quirk, he left you trembling, and needing a moment to gather yourself. He licked his lips, knowing exactly how well he did by the look on his face. Why would you feed his ego further by saying anything? The cocky bastard maybe did deserve his hero name, but he didn’t have to be a prick about it.

“Hey, Yo, say… I- Is it only your fingers, or does your quirk work on... Other parts of your body?” You said innocently.

He quirked up an eyebrow, clearly impressed that you weren't entirely spent already. “Wanna find out?”

Happy Birthday! Yo Shindo x Reader

At the Provisional Hero Exam

UA’s finest hero candidates piled off the bus in an order much unlike the way the first year class president Tenya Iida had planned. As a senior student, you were selected as a volunteer chaperone to give the kids some advice before their exam and get them excited. Who wouldn’t want to go would have been a better question, with the chance to meet all the competing heroes, as well as some of the famous proctors! Maybe you’d even meet the next top up-and-coming.

You had hardly taken in the outside of the training arena when you were approached by some students around your age from a different school, eager to meet their peers and rivals. It had to be Ketsubutsu Academy. It was a rite of passage for them to harass the UA first years, a timeless tradition transcending any reason or rhyme. The girl of their group squealed something to the person in the front about the sports festival, and the leader smiled and clasped your hands in his, clearly singling you out as the person in charge of your school’s classes. It was nearly flattering, if he hadn’t touched you without asking, and done so abruptly. You looked down at his large veiny hands and frowned slightly.

“Hey, I’m Yo Shindo! The hero name’s Grand,” he started, shaking your arms in a firm and strong handshake. If he gripped even the slightest bit tighter, it would hurt- but it didn’t quite. Was he trying to be intimidating with how extroverted and up front he was being? As a representative of UA, you declared to yourself that you would remain unphased, and didn’t flinch away from his touch, and looked up to meet his eyes with a cold resolve to your enemy.

You didn’t know if you believed in love at first sight, but this was the closest you’d gotten. The man was an absolute stud. You were shocked your jaw didn’t drop on the spot like in some cheesy rom-com. This mean prettyboy was talking to you with such rapt attention? You could pass off his hands without too much of a second glance, but after you saw his face… how could you deny that any part of him was anything but undeniably handsome? He was large but far from chubby, tall, everything anyone could possibly want. Friendly, outgoing, charming, for sure. He seemed so openly sweet, but with yourself in his grip, you could sense the malevolent intent he had for you. It was clear in his dark eyes, which spoke volumes more than whatever bullshit he was spouting about honorable friendships. As idiotic as it was, you knew you would play right into his trap without a second of hesitation. He was just that good at playing the game. First impressions sure were important, and you didn’t think anything could ever beat the moment you noticed him.

A tic passed a bit too slowly without you reacting, and you saw his smirk lift ever so slightly, in a movement that would have been unnoticed by anyone else, too far away to see. Oh, he was good. Amazing at deductive reasoning, quick to catch on. No wonder Ketsubutsu had sent him. He was like if class 1B’s Neito Monoma had a sneaky, under-handed filter.

You straightened out your face in a grin, trying to match his, and shook his hands in return as he turned his gaze to your schoolmates behind you and prattled on a bit, making some mocking passive-aggressive comment about UA’s recent involvements with the League that you didn’t quite catch with how up-in-the-clouds you were, trying to clear your mind.

Before you knew it, his hands slipped away from yours and his class was off with a wave from him, his piercing eyes lingering on you for a millisecond too long. His finger had slipped against your wrist in such a light and fluid motion that none but you could have felt, but the touch had sent shudders down your body.

Damnit, he was fucking good.

After getting a long, cool glass of water, you sat down in the stands with the teachers to watch the events unravel. It wasn’t anything too crazy, but Gang Orca had a special guest appearance. 

Although you knew you should be looking out for the other kids for UA, you couldn’t help but scan the massive rink for Izuku Midoriya’s hotter cousin. Everyone was little more than pinpricks where you stood, however, and he would be undoubtedly less recognizable in his hero outfit. Deflated, you scrunched down into the seats, and stared up at the sky, bored as a small dust cloud rose from a corner. A few minutes passed before one of the teachers handed an item to you, and you confusedly took it, knocking yourself out of your daydream state. When you turned to see what was going on, the person was gone. Binoculars. What perfect timing.

The person had undoubtedly thought you were saddened by coming all this way and being unable to see your peers. You almost let out a chuckle. Oh, you definitely should be thinking of them instead of some stupid boy. You shook your head and held the pair up to your head, before they were knocked out of your hand by a huge tremble. Luckily, you reacted quick enough to grab them by the strap before the glass snapped against the concrete stadium.

What the hell was that? An earthquake? The trembling stopped as soon as it had begun, the ring fractured into pieces from the movement. Would they stop the exam, or just dismiss it as ‘something a hero should be prepared for’? You looked back at the other onlookers, and a woman with an orange headcovering gave the biggest smile, and another sighed. Could that possibly have been… a quirk? You fumbled with the magnifier before bringing it up again.

Scanning the area, you found the source of the quakes right at the intersection of all the lines in the earth: an incredibly hot and muscular man with a smug grin. Yo Shindo; the hero Grand. Truly living up to the name. Was there anything he couldn’t do?

“Damn, if I was that kid with the quaking quirk, I would have shown off my muscles too. Did you see the size of those-” Eijiro Kirishima went on, flexing his chest for emphasis.

“Dude, you literally don’t wear a shirt either. Your outfits are actually pretty similar,” Denki Kaminari responded, having a point for the first time you had ever heard.

“Oh, yeah, right I guess. Duh. He’s just so manly though!” He yelled into the air with gusto, striking a pose. Great, the bastard had continued the tradition of Ketsubutsu outshining UA, even to their own students who were in the exam!

“Speaking of the devil…” Froppy, who’s real name you couldn’t quite remember, trailed off with a finger to her lip as Shindo slid his white shirt back on over his shoulder armor as he walked nearby all-too-conviently. 

“Came to gloat, Mister-I-move-mountains?” You scoffed, crossing your arms at him.

He slung an arm around your shoulder in a side hug in a power move, looking down at your underclassmen, asserting his dominance over the situation. Your nonchalantness crumbled along with any semblance of coolness you had just mustered, and you knew you’d just embarrass yourself further if you tried to regain the upper hand and dish it back out. In a moment, you were sure it’d be clear your face was as red as a person who had just seen another naked.

“Not at all, precious!” (If only he’d call you that without humiliating you in front of your school!) “I just stopped by to congratulate everyone who passed! I’m sure one of them could live up to be a sidekick to a great hero one day!” He waved, smiling to the crowd before pivoting around and, since he was holding you, by default smoothly turning you with him away from their eyes. His smile fell, and so did his tone as he walked, giving you no choice but to go with him, his strong hold over your body. “...And you, brat, would look prettier without all the attitude?” 

This bitch!

You snuck a glance back at your shoulder, but no one seemed to have noticed the villainous demeanor under the humorous mask he did well to use, but your own danger senses had been tingling from the start. He was terrifyingly close, yet so above you and out of reach, no doubt precisely where he wanted to be. His scowl turned into a gleefully malicious grin, as if trying to hold in a laugh after someone had made a fool of themself. His eye from the side of you darted down and met yours. The intensity of the stretching silence deepened, and there was another beat when you said nothing, utterly lost in his web.

“My, my, my, cat got the UA student’s tongue?” he teased, stretching your school’s name like it was an insult. “Well, that is better, I suppose. I like them obedient.” He flicked your chin as he released you. “Not going to misbehave again now, are we?” He turned to leave.

You stumbled back, as relieved as you were disappointed. He sure got you every sort of excited. “How about you make me?” Your words came out louder and more challenging than you expected, and before you could think to try and stop them and think through where they may land you. A few heads shot up in your direction, clearly interested in whatever was going on between the two of you.

“Oh?” He shot a predatory glance downwards, crossing his arms. At this point, you were wondering where the hell this conversation would get you.

Any trace of venom vanished, and he suddenly became as friendly and innocent as when his fingers had first met yours. “Let’s restart this. You like mochi?” he asked, as if you were old friends catching up.

“W-what?” you replied, taken aback and confused at the switchup.

His smile dwindled a bit. “I said, you like mochi?” he repeated, a tiny bit of tenseness seeping into his voice the second time.

“Yea, I… guess?” The hell is he getting at here?

“Great, it’s my birthday… today,” he said quietly, sheepishly holding the back of his head as if he had admitted a secret.

“Oh, uh, happy birthday. You… you doing anything?” you tried playing along.

He smirked, the kind that didn’t quite reach his eyes, as if he had already planned exactly what you would say. Nevertheless, his smile was the most gorgeous, even if it was stretched. “Well I was thinking, maybe, mochi?”

You could hardly breathe, how could such a basic conversation be so intense?

“You drive?”

“Yea.”

“What about your classmates, aren’t you doing something with-”

His gray eyes pierced your soul as he cut away your words, and there was no point in questioning further. 

“I want to spend it with you.”

Happy birthday in 2026, Neito Monoma and Yo Shindo! 5/13.

Part 9-Principal's Office

Part 1

If you did not read part 8 1/2, suffice it to say you and Hitoshi had some fun last night, did some inappropriate things, and he stopped you from making a bad choice.

You woke up, and your body, especially your stomach, ached all over, but also felt good. You had a lovely dream of you and Hitoshi last night. Or parts of it were a dream, you thought. Actually, you did not know how much of it had been a dream and which parts had been real. But if your body hurt then that meant that you had actually...

You went and showered off, surprised that Aizawa had not yet woken you like he did yesterday. The sun was already high in the sky. Did he oversleep? As tired as the man was, he was a responsible man who wouldn't shirk his duty. 

When you had new clothes on, you went looking for Hitoshi, who was nowhere to be found. It was odd, being totally alone in a place so populated that you would normally bump into someone even during the night. You wandered out to the main school building out of sheer boredom. The U.A. grounds were massive, but with all the hero students out and it being a weekend, there was only the occasional groundskeeper or teacher that you encountered while roaming. 

"(Y/N), please report to principal Nezu's office. (Y/N) to principal Nezu's office," the loudspeaker announced. You started trembling. You had never done anything wrong at U.A. until last night. Never, not once. Your quirk had practically forced you to do that and so had how hot Hitoshi had been. No. Hitoshi was not to blame. He was only to blame for helping you through it. You stopped trembling and walked to the principal's office, rolling your shoulders head held high. You could do this. He was an animal too, somewhat, and you would get him to understand. The principal was kind of an animal too, so you are sure he would understand. When you got there, you knocked on the door. 

"Come in." The principal looked very serious, no excitement or cheeriness to his tone like usual. Oh no. He was usually smiling, a very happy guy. This was bad. You could already tell you had come in with the wrong attitude. "Please, take a seat."

You sat closest to the door. Even though he wasn't a very intimidating creature, he was still a genius principal, and you had no doubt he would be capable of chewing you out; it was just part of the job. 

"Don't think you are in trouble, I can see it on your face that you are terrified for yourself." 

You automatically looked super relieved; you couldn't help it. 

"That makes me think you have done something wrong though." He put his head in his hand in thought and concern. "Hmm. Regardless, a matter for another time," he waved it off. "This is about your classmates." Your relief turned to worry again. Classmates? Why would he call you over to break some news? Man, if only you hadn't slept in so much, stayed up so late, maybe you'd be in the loop. "Since it is the weekend, right now the only people on the school grounds are you, Mr. Aizawa, Hitoshi, a few select staff and I. So, I wanted to inform you of what happened. Tenya Iida, Izuku Midoriya, and Shoto Todoroki were severely injured by the Hero Killer Stain last night. The only reason I am telling you this is to be sure that no one tries to pry into what happened and spread some unreliable rumors. Your classmates are alive and well, but they are in the hospital. Do you understand?" You nod your head. You had heard of Hero Killer Stain. It was a miracle that they had survived. 

"Tenya's brother, the hero Ingenium, he was also attacked by Stain, right? In Hosu?" 

"Yes, what an odd coincidence. Anyway, the rest of your classmates will be on their way back soon, so be sure to spread the message that they will be joining us as soon as they are well again, ok? I'm tasking you with this because they'll arrive before any class Aizawa may teach, and it'd be best to come from a classmate." You nod. He dismisses you, and you leave to go back to your room. As your classmates come in, you tell them of the sad situation. 

Hitoshi and Aizawa entered in, and Aizawa came over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder, leveling his eyes with yours with a hunch, concerned. "Hitoshi said you were really tired after last night. That villain from the other day with the daggers didn't hurt you, did he? Don't hide it, I need to know if you're injured." 

Hitoshi looked like he was about to burst with laughter, and the corners of his mouth shot out in a grin just behind Aizawa. You shot daggers at him with your eyes. "No, I'm fine now. It must just be a cat thing, waking up so early last morning really messed up my sleep schedule. I had to work hard to get a sleep schedule so much like you humans." Hitoshi and Aizawa both chuckled. "Makes you sound like an alien." He took his hand off of your shoulder, and left you alone. 

It was just you and Hitoshi in the common room, holding hands, but there were creaking boards in the hall, and dripping faucets in the bathroom. Your classmates were back. Would you tell them about what was going on between you and Hitoshi? He smiles back at you, and waves. It was obvious he hadn't said anything, seeing how Denki flirted with you. Maybe not today, but soon they would know.

-END-

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Contains: Mature themes, heavy breeding/mating kink, daddy nickname, spitswapping, quirk use, oral sex, helping you with your hypersexuality

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Warning, this chapter is mature content! Only this chapter and this chapter only, so that is why the whole book is not mature. The reader is neko, so this section contains heavy mating/ breeding kinks and cat-like behaviors. If that makes you uncomfortable, please skip this one.

You started purring again, and happened to look in his lap. His pants seemed tighter than before around his crotch. Was it the proximity to you? Well, he most certainly aroused you as well. You purred more, and slyly looked up at him, giving a slight knead to his thigh. He would no longer hold your gaze, and leaned back as you got closer, biting his lip, clearly flustered.

"Hey, want another type of cracker?" He asked suddenly, leaning away from you, tossing the picnic of tuna and crackers in the pile. 

The sudden loss of contact stopped your purring. "What do you mean?" You replied. He took out a thing of Pocky, opened it, and stuck the unflavored end in his mouth.

He looked so cute. What a move to make. He had planned all this.

 You bit on the other end and nibbled towards the middle, as did he. When it was gone, you were kissing. It was a deep, almost unending kiss, and you loved it. His tongue went into your mouth, and you battled it out, heated and passionate, the way only two new lovers could. You remembered something, and separated to breathe in sadness. "H-Hitoshi? Are you cheating on someone else?" 

He looked at you, absolutely flabbergasted at the thought. "What could you mean? Are you talking about Kaminari? We were just kissing? I'm not anyone else's boyfriend." 

"Well, when I was in your room, you were texting someone you had as a contact, 'kitty', and their name... had a heart next to it." 

Hitoshi got out his phone to show you. "It's... kind of embarrassing, but I really like cats, and you kind of reminded me of one even thought I didn't know your quirk back then." He showed you the screen. The messages familiar from just under an hour ago. 

"But at lunch that day, I thought you did not like cats!" 

"I thought you didn't like cats, so I just said nothing!" You both laughed together. 

"You already had a cute nickname for me such a long time ago! We should have gotten together earlier." He nods his agreement.

This chapter is kind of assuming you are female, and if you are not, use your imagination to how it could have gone down another way. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) :) -Author <3

"Hey kitty... wanna do something...naughty... in my room? No one else is around to hear us." He practically growled in your ear. Your lower stomach throbbed at the thought, and you started to feel an undeniable wetness growing in your underwear. 

"Y-yes, Hitoshi. Thank you for suggesting it." He quickly gathered up the things he had brought onto the porch and grabbed your hand, leading you to his room. He had grown strong, no longer the kid who started UA. You held the hand of a future hero.

By now, your cat breeding instincts had started to go into effect. Sensing your hesitation, he turned around when you fell behind. "Actually, Hitoshi, I d-don't think this is a good idea. When I'm horny, I get really horny because I have... feline issues... I kind of go into a heat... and I don't think I'm ready to be a mom. I don't want to chance anything." 

"Don't worry, we can just do some foreplay then, maybe that will satisfy us?" 

"Promise me?" 

"I promise." 

Your mind was slowly slipping away, not from his quirk but as your mating instincts kicked in more. His scent was thick around the whole dorm, starting to drown you. Your mate's hoodies, his bed, his cologne, his things, him. You took one of the Pockies, slipping it from the wrapper with a crinkle small enough for only you to hear, and started licking it very suggestively before him, looooong strips down the length, bobbing the tip in your mouth. His pants were much tighter than before, and the bump in his pants was a telltale sign of his want for you. 

"Quit that..." He plucked the Pocky out of your mouth and ate it. You started rocking back and fourth one of Hitoshi's thighs, grabbing onto his hair, utterly intoxicated at this point. Every thought in your head was focused on him, and your actions mirrored it, unable to stay still for any longer now that you were out of the hallway. 

"Hitoshi, I need you, senpai, please, please~" You practically yowled, tangling yourself around him, legs over his and arms in a big hug, continuing to get what little friction you could through your clothes on his thigh. 

"P-pulling my hair? I'm into it! Damn kitty, you were right. You are really horny. I love that. You're so needy." His hands roved up and down on your body, but you pressed them down into your lap, signaling what you needed more than playing around with the pleasantries.

"Does she want Daddy to give it to her?" he tested out, his voice was practically a purr itself as he said it, he was enjoying this side of you. What highschooler could control themself in a situation like this?

"Please, please!" You moaned, lightly palming his tent with a single hand, your other still up in his hair. 

He gasped as you did so. "You're so d-dirty," he said, gripping you tighter and grimacing to seem nonchalant, to contain just how much sensation the small action made him feel. 

You took a deep breath to try and steady yourself, gulping down the lump in your throat. You knew damn well the lustful haze had your cheeks pink and unable to think straight, not wanting to go too far or do anything beyond what he wanted, but unsure if you could stop.

A tender hand caressed your face, bringing you out of your disassociation. "Kitty. Eyes on me. You want this, don't you?" He looked up at you, genuinely concerned as he took off his shirt. Such a handsome face. His caringness was so sexy, and his toned abs, oh god his abs- you felt another pang in your pussy, begging to be filled and pressed against by him.

"Yes, daddy... so badly," you didn't bother to mask the dripping lust behind your voice.

"Good girl. You know what good girls get?" You tried formulating a response in your mind, but went utterly blank as he undid his belt buckle, ever-too-slowly pulling the rope off of himself. It made a thwack sound in his hand, and you could imagine what it'd be like on your skin. Damn, could he be any hotter?  He had to know this was torture. Your throat bobbed as you swallowed dryly, and your mouth hung open when he very teasingly pulled the zipper halfway down. He cupped your head in his hand and loomed over you with a cocky smile, straddling you, his pants still (sadly) up. You could catch a glimpse of the mound inside, a darkened spot where he must have been leaking for you. He possessively tilted your face up, forcing your gaze to meet his own for a few seconds, looking you over without an ounce of expression giving him away, as if inspecting a prize. It did nothing but make you want him more. His lips grazed yours as he spoke, almost a kiss, leaving you wanting his on yours so badly. "Kitty, open your mouth." 

Without a second of hesitation, you let your lower lip be pulled down be his thumb, his lavender eyes transfixed on the way your body moved for him. He parted his lips, a millimeter above you, and you had to crane your neck up for him to be close. You shut your eyes into it, and a couple of drops of drool hit your tongue, and his tongue slid against yours, depositing more slick into your mouth as you stayed deathly still, letting him have his way with you. He ended by pushing his and your lips together, ending the kiss, pressing more into your mouth as it closed. He was clearly trying to show his dominance, but you couldn't help but reach for the zipper and tug at the waistband of his pants. In a sigh that sounded as annoyed as it did relieved, he pushed them down past his ankles.

"Fine, you want it so impatiently, show me then, how eager are you?" He sneered and pushed you by your neck down into his crotch, and couldn't help but trail his fingers up your nape and into your hair as you breathed your warm, wet air against the wet spot of his boxers. Repositioning yourself to grind your clit against his shin, you did just what he asked.

He gripped hard onto your hair, and you knew he had to be close when he couldn't contain his moans, and started to buck up into your mouth every time you reached the tip. To give him this pleasure was all you could dream for. He had started off with quiet praises, but now he said nothing but tried to shut his mouth as the sounds tumbled from it. "Fuck," was the only word he could remember how to mutter. His eyelids fluttered as he looked up at the ceiling. Eyebags never looked sexier. Messy and sloppy, your face was his to use. He buried a hand in your hair and pressed you down fully onto his length, to the point you could hardly handle it, and felt the twitch as the taste coated the back of your tongue. Creamy and bitter and his. 

It took him a moment to come back down from his high, but it soon became obvious that you were now his prey, and after what you did for him, you were the one that wouldn't be escaping. He stripped you while kissing you on his lap, laying you entirely bare, ending with your panties. 

"You're entirely soaked... so nice..." He tossed them off the bed, the slick coating his fingers. Subconciously, he rubbed them together to feel it against him. He traced his index finger from your nipples down to your belly button. 

"Please..." You spread your legs for him, entirely at his mercy. Hitoshi Shinsou was not one to let an opportunity go to waste. He slowly dropped his finger down onto your clit and started rubbing back and forth with his one finger, in small circles. Seeing how tense you were, he added his middle finger, hoping you too would soon find relief. With how slicked-up you were, he slid his other hand against your pussy, circling the entrance, as if unsure if he should. "Aah..."the noise escaped your mouth, and you felt yourself visibly tremble against his touch, your cunt squeezing around the tip of his finger. The sight broke whatever self-restraint the man had in himself, and he couldn't help but push them in. Although your lips let out a hissing noise at the intrusion, you were quick to resume purring as the finger grazed just where you needed to feel him. Your hips moved up and down to his motions. 

"I'm going to absolutely eat you up kitty~" He licked his fingers and put his lips against your pussy. You feel his breath hot against your heat. He shoved his face against your womanhood and started kissing and sucking it. You moaned and pulled on his hair yourself, and he huffed. 

"Kitty, you taste so good. Your juices... wow. This is incredible. I never had anything like this before," he mumbled into you, astonished at how much it got him going again. You just pulled on his hair more in response, purring at the pleasant heat building up suddenly in your stomach. He started using his tongue, and you came, yowling in ecstasy, squeezing hard around him. If only you were full of him, you thought, dissatisfied at how empty you were, how his dick wasn't kissing your cervix. Yes, it felt good- god, it was amazing, but you needed him in you. 

He moved his mouth off of your pussy to silence your heavy breathing with a kiss that seemed to last an entirely amazing and excessive length of time. It was a domestic sweetness, a kiss that didn't belong to your racing horny thoughts of his cock. You broke away from the kiss. "Hitoshi, please. I need you. I need to breed. Please... Hitoshi, j-just the tip," you had started to cry, your instincts too much for you to bear, and you absolutely hated the way they made you behave so recklessly. 

"I made a promise to you, didn't I?" he said quietly, hugging you tight. Your heat was not something you had wanted him to have to deal with so soon, but it couldn't be helped- he was so gorgeous, he triggered every hormone in you to say how much you needed his cum deep inside you.

"Please Hitoshi, please!" You couldn't believe the lewd words that started to tumble from your mouth, things you could never have even thought if you weren't in such a state.

"Daddy please, please fill me up. I want you so bad, please cum in me," you kept begging him. You could see that he was at war with himself on this issue. 

"I don't have a condom," he stated logically. 

"Please, I don't care. Want you." 

"As much... as I wish I could, I intend to keep my promise. I'm sure you will be grateful later. Right, kitty?" 

"No, no. Please Hito-" 

"Sleep now. You can dream of me if you want to. In fact, how about you do that? Dream about me, kitty, all the naughty things you want me to do to you." He smiled down at you with a bittersweet expression as your eyelids closed. You felt a lingering kiss on your lips as you drifted into darkness.

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Part 9

Part 8-Internship/Confession?

           Your excitement quickly dwindled. You had no idea where to even start looking for the kid's parents. You didn't even know the kid's name. He was a pretty average kid: brown hair and brown eyes. It would be kind of awkward to just go around shouting 'hey anyone lost a kid today?' So, what to do? You went around the houses near where the crime scene was, asking if any of them had known where the kid came from. No one seemed to know. You growled in frustration, an angry expression on your face. You were getting fed-up with this impossible task.

          You were pulled out of your thoughts quickly. "Excuse me!" A small child, around the age of the boy came up to you and yanked on your sleeve. 

          "Geez kid easy! This outfit is new. What do you want?" You responded. You looked at her and realized she was crying. You felt a pang of guilt for sounding rude to her.

           "W-well, I was supposed to be looking after younger brother, but he went away with a lady who gave him candy! I told him not to go with her but she was scary like a spider so I couldn't do anything. And- and now I can't find him and Mommy and Daddy are going to be mad at me and he will never come home and I lost him-waaaaaaa!" Her sentences turned into a wail, incoherent. You tried calming her down, to little avail. Really, what idiot takes candy from a stranger, even a little kid? What parents would let them go outside all alone at dark? 

         You asked her to describe her brother, and the kid from earlier fit with the description pretty well. "I think I have found your brother. But you have to show me where you live so I can talk to your Mommy and Daddy about it. I know you don't want to get in trouble, but if you don't help me, your brother can't come home." The girl nodded and led you quite a ways away from where you had been, to a small house. You knocked on the door. 

        "Jelise? Andy? Is that you guys?" A voice from inside called out. 

         "Yea mommy! Let me in! I have someone else here that wants to talk with you!" 

          Jelise's mom sounded suspicious. "Who is that?" 

         Jelise replied, "I think they are a hero! They said they need to talk with you about getting Andy back!" You could hear the locks turning inside, clicks and slides. Way more than a house should have. A young teenage girl came out of the house. 

      "What the hell do you mean, 'getting Andy back'? You were supposed to be watching him. Jelise, what did you do!" The younger girl went into the arms of the older girl, who hugged her back, but didn't seem too happy about it.

       "I'm sorry Mommy! I know you said not to talk to the heroes but Andy went away with a scary lady and I think she was a villain and we needed a hero, because they save people from villains, right?" 

         They invited you into their house. It turns out that Jelise called her two older teenage siblings Mommy and Daddy because her parents were never home. She didn't even seem to know what they looked like. You thought this would be a simple case of knocking on a few doors, finding the boy's parents, and going to the police station.

         It might even be illegal to live the way they were living, but you did not know. You were a hero, not a policeman. "Well, could you guys come with me to the police station? We need to get some statements and discuss how to get your brother back home." They older siblings shared an uneasy glance. 

         "Sure. I'll go. Layla, Jelise stay here." The teenage boy said. He and you went back at the crime scene, where Aizawa was waiting, Hitoshi nowhere in sight. Aizawa glanced up at you. 

           "Who's this? I said find the kid's parents, not some friend." 

           You frowned. "Long story. His parents are never home, and this guy is pretty much in charge of his family." Aizawa gave the kid a pitying look. You all went to the police station, where you meet back with Hitoshi. Andy's brother went to talk with the police officers. You hoped everything would turn out all right for the family, whatever was happening with them.

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By now, the sun was halfway up in the sky. The light hurt your eyes, and you slit your pupils. You were getting hungry, but you did not want to seem too needy, so you said nothing.

Aizawa yawned. "Well, nothing much has happened since that spider person this morning. And I doubt anything much will happen soon. You guys hungry? We should get lunch." Both you and Hitoshi said yes over-enthusiastically at the same time. You laughed. So you had all been thinking it. Your group started walking towards the local food stalls.

Aizawa had paid for the food, and he had even gotten you your favorite dish, allowing you to choose out of the many vendors. Hitoshi leaned over to you. "Want some of my boba?" he asked. He had already drank about a third of it. You were afraid Aizawa was going to call him out for being inappropriate, but he said nothing. He was either busy or did not care. "Actually, I'd love to, but you already knew I'm lactose intolerant." He appeared surprised, and whether it was genuine or not, you couldn't tell. 

"How would I have known that? I don't stalk you or anything," he replied. 

"I'm surprised you still haven't figured out my quirk yet. After all, you've known me for a long time." He just shrugged, but you saw his brow furrow, and he focused on his phone, looking something up while sipping on his boba.

After eating, you walked around the city. Nothing much interesting happened. There were no other villains. You ate supper, and the sun started going down. You had expected to do more during the day, but the only interesting thing that had happened was when the day started. "Don't be too bummed out. Sometimes hero work is as chill as this. You should be great full for the brief reprises you get." Aizawa said to you out of nowhere. "Yes, sensei," you replied. 

"(Y/N), go over and check out that alleyway. And do it stealthily." Aizawa said suddenly, as if knowing something was off. 

"Yes sir." The alley was long and dark, and there were some strange noises coming from back there. It seems like most crime really happened in scary dark alleyways, reminded of Iida's recent encounter of events with Hero Killer Stain. Aizawa had obviously meant for you to turn into a cat. You had hoped to show off your quirk to Shinsou, but this was not really what you had in mind, nor the time. In a few seconds, your clothes had transformed into a rippling fur coat, and you were once again a tiny little kitty. 

"Oh my gosh, you were in my room! Why would you-" Hitoshi sounded shocked, coughing and choking on his drink. Aizawa thumped his back to help him out. 

"Oops. Guess so." You started padding down the alley. It was a scary world for a little cat like yourself. Thankfully, you were more than a cat, and you had backup waiting in case anything went wrong. You neared the noises; human voices. A loud male said, "Listen up lady, if you don't get us our money in two days, your husband is dead. Your son is dead. Your baby is dead. I will personally strangle them myself. Your type of people is not welcome around here, and if you don't give us some cash, you're all in for it." The woman was dark skinned, wearing a sort of head covering. A religious dispute? You had heard enough. You scampered back to the other end of the alleyway. "There's a woman in trouble with someone threatening her family. Follow me," you said. Aizawa and Shinsou were figuratively on your tail, running after you. 

The man in the alley turned towards you with a malicious smile. "Heroes? You seriously had heroes waiting here for me? You're really a dead woman! My men will kill your family! You don't belong here!" He took out a dagger. You turned into a giant cat like you had done during the sports festival, and pounced on him, pinning him down on the ground before he could act, ypur massive paw straight against his wrist, knocking the dagger out of his hand. You growled at him, a low, menacing sound. Hitoshi used his capture scarf to move the dagger out of the man's reach. 

"Are you hurt?" Hitoshi asked you. 

"No." 

"I can't believe that was you at the sports festival as well," he murmured.

Aizawa took the evildoer to the police station, and the police took the woman and her family into protective custody. You and Hitoshi waited, the area growing darker and darker. "So... I guess we did a lot together that I didn't know about, you being a cat and all. Sorry if I made it awkward. I mean I didn't know it was you, I just thought you would make a good horse in the Calvary battle and... I'm so sorry." 

"Yep," you just replied. What else was there to say?

"So, uh, when you transform back, you will still have your clothes on, right?" He asked nervously, glancing down. You laughed and changed into your human form. He an eye, in case he was wrong. The fur that was missing from the villain attack with the dagger had lead to a gash in the hero outfit, around your waist, but it didn't reveal anything more than Yaoyorozu's hero costume. Hitoshi hesitantly cracked opened his eyes, and upon seeing the slash in your outfit, turned away with a hand shielding his face, muttering something even you couldn't hear under his breath.

Aizawa came back, and you started patrolling again.

By now the sun was down and it was getting dark out. It was much colder than it had been in the morning, and your tight hero outfit was not well insulated, not to mention the new hole in it. You miss your fur. You shivered. Hitoshi came over to you, taking a clothing item out of his backpack. "Hey, wanna borrow my hoodie? I know you said no last time, but you look really cold now, and I can't blame you." 

"No, that'd be too weird. Isn't that something that boyfriends do?" 

Hitoshi smiled at you, and turned his gaze downwards. "Yep. Do you want to put on the hoodie?" Was he implying what you thought he was? If you did, would that mean- "Too late, the choice was made. You're too cold." He slips the hoodie on over you so fast that you did not have time to object, and he runs to catch up to Aizawa. Hitoshi snickers, pulling the hood over your head.

You catch up to them, and hesitantly reach out to hold Hitoshi's hand in the darkness. His hoodie smells like him, trees and coffee. Something familiar. There is small smile on his face when he feels you. He holds your hand with a little squeeze, trailing his fingers up your hand. "Well, we will soon start heading back to the dorms. I have to use the restroom first, though. Stay here." Aizawa walks away from the two of you, and you find yourself suddenly alone with Hitoshi. 

"So, is it ok with you, if I am your b-boyfriend?" He stutters a bit, embarrassed to say such a thing. You look around. You see no one. It is pretty dark, so they couldn't see you anyway. You press your lips against his. Surprisingly, he backs away from you, seeming pretty stiff. 

"Hey don't do that," he says, pushing you back roughly, leaving his hand hanging in midair, as if unsure what he did was the best course of action. 

"Sorry," you say, very confused, stumbling backwards as your chest tightens, arms heating up in shame. Tears pricked your eyes. Was it too much too soon? Why did you have to be so sensitive? "I thought that-" you hear steps right behind you. Aizawa's back. You must have been so focused on Hitoshi that you, with your cat hearing, didn't even notice.

When you got back to the dorms, got ready for a shower, ripping off the sweater and throwing it on the ground. As you pull it over your head, you catch a whiff of his scent, and you start crying. You got in the shower, steam rising around you, the water taking your tears away down the drain. Other than the water, it was so silent. So peaceful. None of the other students were back from their studies yet, because they slept overnight where their mentors were. There was no footsteps, water dripping, or even Mina yelling your name. Meaning, it was just you and Hitoshi in the dorms tonight, and he wasn't making a sound. You decided he must have fallen asleep. When you got out of the shower, you got dressed and took out your phone, patting away the last of your tears with the towel. Hitoshi had texted you almost half an hour ago. Sorry I pushed you away, literally and figuratively. Meet me on the porch of 1-A Alliance in half an hour if you can forgive me.

As if! After that, you'd have to be stupid to meet with him.

Hitoshi's POV:

I just texted them, hoping they could let it go. I saw Aizawa coming near us, so I didn't want to make it awkward for the teacher, pushing them away. He had already done so much for me, letting me get this far, I didn't want any trouble at all. That was the only reason I had pushed them away, but still... I was such a jerk. They had wanted to kiss me, I had practically asked for it, but I had been the one to stop them. How could I have done that? I would rather have kissed them and gotten slapped than not having been able to kiss them. Or even a glare from Eraser. I sighed. What would I do to make it up to them? I couldn't, not after ruining the first kiss, but I had to try.

Back to Second Person POV:

You stepped out onto the porch, hoping you were not late. "Just on time, how like you." Hitoshi smiled up at you. "Oh, and you took a shower. You smell good. Uh, I mean you look good!"

You looked down at Hitoshi with a tenseness that you had never felt between the two of you before. He was sitting down on the porch with a picnic blanket and a plate, entirely friendly again. "Want some tuna and crackers?" 

"Ha, you've found my cat weakness!" You replied, sitting next to him. Your mouth watered at the thought. He opened the can. You purred a little. 

"Did you just... purr?" Hitoshi questioned. 

You blushed, clasping your hands together. "Sorry, I can't help it. When I'm really happy, it... just happens." 

"No, no need to apologize, I thought it was cute." He takes out a few crackers puts them on the plate, and puts the tuna on it. Soon all the crackers were gone. You leaned against him, worried he'd pull away, but he didn't. He put his head down on yours. "I'm so sorry about earlier," he said, sadness in his voice, clearly wanting to explain.

"Shh, don't ruin the moment," you said back. The crickets and cicadas made their little noises. The moon glowed above you. What a beautiful night it was. 

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Part 1 - Masterlist

Optional spicy part 8 1/2

Part 9

Part 7-Slimed/The Meeting

         "Hitoshi, where are we going?" you asked him. He pulled you down as he sat in the shade of a building. You followed him, crossing your legs.

          "Just wanted to get away from all my classmates. It's just a bit overwhelming, all at once. But you know, I'm happy to be with them at the same time. Happy to be part of the hero course with you." He smirked at you, but you did not know what to say in response. You shivered as a cold wind blew. Even though it was a warm day, you were in the shade, so it was kind of cold, especially without your fur to keep you warm.

            He must have noticed your slight tremble. "Want to use my jacket?" He offered. 

            "No, I'm fine. How about you give me your phone number instead?" Real smooth. That was terrible. In your mind, you slapped yourself on the face. It did not at all sound as good as it did in your head, but then again, with the school-issued phones, it was a good casual excuse. In the end, you still got your goal. You exchanged phone numbers and walked back inside when he was ready to face the crowd again. By the time you were back at your dorm, you had forgotten that Aizawa was there. He was still sleeping on your bed. You sighed, and unpacked the rest of your stuff. You got out your phone, and saw that there was already quite a few texts from Hitoshi. You plopped down on your desk and texted each other for awhile, and you almost fumbled your phone in surprise when Aizawa woke up, letting out an enormous yawn. He seemed confused as you as to why he was in your dorm. 

          A few students crowded around, realizing the teacher was nearby, and could answer their questions about the transfer. Aizawa put his hand on the back of his head, the motion reminding you very closely to something Hitoshi would do. "Well, you know, Mineta flunked out, and Shinsou won the festival, so I let him have the spot in class. That's all there is to it." He walked out of the room. Never had you met anyone so blunt. Without much else to do, you continued to text Hitoshi about anything and everything, how it felt to win, the excitement of transferring, how powerful and awesome his quirk was. The hours passed and you were shocked to see how late it was when someone knocked on the door. You put the phone down. 

               Surprise surprise, it was Mina. She was great to talk to in class, but you do not know if you could bear living with her. "April fool's!"

          She touched your hair and got goo all over you. "Mina! What! Why?" You almost screamed; you had seen firsthand how powerful the gunk could be, but you realized this was just wet, and didn't burn. She just snickered and left. Was this a prank? Unlike most of Mina's acid, this was not painful or seemingly detrimental at all. It was just... goopy. You tried getting it out, but to no avail. Curses, Mina! You turned into a cat and tried licking it off, but it was so nasty, you hacked up a hairball. You curled your lip is distaste and wrinkled your nose. No matter how much you brushed against the towel, it seemed useless. Yuck... but oh well. You curled up, tired, hoping that when you woke up and it dried, it would come off much easier with a kick and a scratch or two.

            You stretched. There was nasty gunk all over your body that you attempted to shake off. You were about to lick it, but the smell made you want to wince away from your own flesh. You padded through the hallway instead, knowing there was little you could do. There were loud noises coming from one direction. Intrigued, you followed them to see what was happening. There was a bunch of teenagers in one room, being loud. You left them alone. Instead, you padded through the quieter hallways, until you walked almost back to where you came from. You were startled when you saw that someone was in front of you, lurking in the dark. Cat eyes always see things in the dark, but he had been so still you hadn't noticed him until you were close, the smell of the goop tainting your senses. The figure put out a hand, and you sniffed it. Weary-eyed haired human seemed friendly. You rubbed against him. "Let's get you hidden away before a teacher kicks you out, cat." He picked you up and took you into another room. He smelled good, like trees and milky coffee. Something about the way he carried you, you knew you could trust. 

           He sat you down in a large white box, with silver pieces to it as well. You let out a friendly "Mrfow" to him. He looked sadly down at you. Why would he be sad? You pressed your body up against his hand to comfort him.

          "This is for your own good. Trust me." He touched the metal part of the white thing, and it started filling up with water. You hissed and tried going to the opposite end of the white thing, scampering around to try and find purchase on the slick sides of the prison. You were going to drown! For about three seconds you were still dry, but the water eventually got to your paws. You let out a sad caterwaul at your inevitable demise, betrayed by a human . 

         "Shh, shh, you will get in trouble if you make sounds like that. Quiet kitty." He put his big hands around you and dragged you near the water gently. In a panic, you yowled again and scratched his arm. He looked so sad that you felt guilty for harming your attacker, and hesitated your clawing at the white basin. Even though he was making you touch water, something that could drown you, he seemed to hold no malice towards you. Blood welled up on his arm. "It's ok, I'm used to it." The sadness in his voice made you stop struggling against him. Maybe he had a reason for doing what he did, and you should trust him, even if you didn't understand. His hands went up and down your body, dousing it in water, rubbing the fur. The sticky stuff on your fur finally started melting off with the water. So that's what he was doing! He was helping you, not trying to drown you. You started purring, your tail straight up in the air, vibrating. The boy smiled. 

           When all the goo was gone off your fur, he dried your coat with a stiff fluffy mass. You curled up on his chest, slightly moving your paws against him. He was nice and warm. You purred and purred, rubbing against him. He pet you. He took out a small rectangle that let out a faint bit of light. "They haven't texted me for awhile, I wonder what happened." He stroked you a little bit more, his mood taking a turn with a sigh, but shaking his head and scritching beneath your chin. There was a faint noise from the hallway from a man. "Lights out! Lights out! Has anyone seen (Y/N)?" 

          You were shocked to find that you were flush against Hitoshi's chest, but even more shocked to find the gunk on your back was gone. You were a little damp, like long wet hair an hour after a shower. What just transpired for you to be in this situation? You shook out your fur, standing up and stretching. Hitoshi was staring at the door, as if alarmed by what someone had said. His phone said he was texting 'Kitty' with purple hearts around the name. You paused your panicking for a moment, your stomach dropping with sadness and dissapointment. Oh, so he already had someone. 

        However, you did not have time to think about that. You heard Aizawa's voice from in the hallway. If you did not get out of here quickly, and if someone found you in another student's room, you could get into big trouble. Since Hitoshi still had never seen you use your quirk in front of him, it may be too much of a shock to turn into a human, or start talking, especially after being on his chest. Sensei would be understanding of the situation (hopefully, you silently prayed), and if you were lucky, Hitoshi would never have to know it was you. You jumped down from the bed and started making a ruckus, hoping the teacher would hear you. Hitoshi tried to shut you up, but you kept meowing even with his hand over your mouth, growing more frantic.

       "Shh! I'm going to get in trouble for having an undocumented cat in my room! Be quiet!" He pulled you under his blankets to muffle your meows, still ensuring you had enough room to breathe. You struggled against the weight of his arms.

       "Hitoshi! Open the door! You think I don't know what a cat sounds like?" Aizawa questioned, banging on the door. 

       "Shit! Well, at least he's a cat person," Hitoshi whispered. He reluctantly took the blankets off you and carried you to the door. Aizawa scowled down at you. 

         "There you are! No one knew where you had gone! You know not to go in other people's dorms! Guess I can't blame you, you fell asleep, didn't you..." You nod at him, trying your best to look as sorry as a cat could be, ears back, eyes wide.

           Hitoshi looked extremely confused. "I haven't slept yet today... So... wait, are... you're talking to the cat? Did you find (Y/N) yet?" 

         Aizawa started talking. "What do you mean? They are right-" 

         You shook your head aggressively and meowed loudly, wishing he wouldn't give you away. 

         "...right in their dorm now, of course...?" He took you out of Hitoshi's arms, promised to return you to where you belonged, and carried you back to your room. "Come on! You need to take control of that cat side of yours!" He scolded you as you lept out of his arms and onto your own floor.

          You looked down in shame, your tail tight against your paws. "Sorry sensei, the cat side is just always just so sleepy; it's too hard to resist sometimes! I will do better, I promise, stay in human form unless I need to be a cat." If you kept this up, he would expel you for sure. 

         "Fine. Whatever. We'll talk about this later. Just don't let it happen again." He started to move the door closed, then hesitated, as if not wanting to seem so harsh, his voice softened. "I know what it's like to have sleeping issues more than anyone. I'm not mad, I just hope you can learn to make the most of your quirk instead of using it willy-nilly and letting your weaknesses take advantage of you all the time. Just remember, the internships begin tomorrow. Now get to bed." He gently shut the door with a click.

---

          You woke to a knock on your door, and glanced out the window. Had you somehow overslept? It was still dark outside. The clock read that it was only four. You groaned. If this was Mina-

          Mina, overly bubbly and peppy burst into the room. You had half the mind to scratch her with your claws. Your claws. Suddenly, you saw a vision of cat-you scratching someone's arm, blood coming out of the wound. You gasped, mouth hanging open. Did you actually remember something that happened to you while in cat mode? A rush of memories, just barely out of your grasp, only flitting fragments of whatever transpired. A tub, a towel, Hitoshi's smile.

          "You ok? You've been standing super still not blinking for like two minutes it's TOTALLY creeping me out!" Mina looked at you, puzzled. 

           "Yea, I think I'm fine. It's actually 4 am. Care to explain why you're here, annoying me, instead of me sleeping peacefully in my bed?" You didn't have time for pleasantries. After the night you had, and work studies the next day, you wished only an emergency could have awaken you.

            Mina looked more than excited to share the reason. You sighed. "Well you see, I figured out how to make a new type of acid that's really sticky." You flinched back against the wall, half-expecting her to shoot more of her prototypes at you. She laughed at the movement. "It doesn't melt through things though! Isn't that cool? So anyway, I put it on you, and you didn't come back to talk to me about how to get it  off! How did you get it off without me? I don't know how you did that! Someone else must have gotten it off for you. Anyway, let's gooooo!" She tugged on your arm. "We are supposed to be in the common area already."

         "Why didn't you tell me that FIRST!" You yelled, pulling your jacket over your nightclothes in a rushed haze. 

          She took your hand and lead you out into the common area, where about a fourth of your class was waiting. "Hey, what's going on?" You asked. 

           "Work studies. Some of the heroes wanted us to get up early." Iida said. Oh, so that was what this was about. At 4 am. He was already handing out a pile of papers to each of the students, taking his role with a very no-nonsense attitude. "This shows where you are going to meet with the person you're interning with, and when you need to be there. All of the people up right now have to get to where they are going before five." He squeezed the bridge of his nose, lifting his glasses. "If you don't get there ready on time, you will not be allowed to intern with the hero. It's kind of like a test." He handed you a piece of paper. 

                 U.A. Gate by 5. That was fine; you had a whole hour to get ready and walk out. The paper said you should dress in your hero outfit and have eaten breakfast. Still, you had a whole hour. Some of the other students were already leaving, frantically rushing to book taxis, ubers, or the subway. You went to the cafeteria, and took some cereal, since the cafeteria wasn't really open yet. That was all that was available to eat outside hours, which would have been fine, except that you were lactose intolerant being a cat, and you had to eat it dry, crunching the flakes and struggling to gulp the messy clumps down. You considered adding water, but grimaced at the thought.

             Next, you changed into your hero costume; extremely tight to allow it to stay on when you turn into a cat, and be identifiable. It really accentuated your everything. You still had about a half hour until you had to be at the gate, but you felt no reason to wait around doing nothing, so you walked by the gate. Anxiety's a bitch. After about ten minutes, Hitoshi came over to you with a confused look.

           "Hey, what are you doing here?" you asked. 

          "I could ask you the same thing." Ugh. 

          "Well, I'm here waiting until five for my internship," you said. 

         "Oh really? Me too. Maybe the heroes are doing something together. A team-up. That would be cool to see." You nod. You both waited for a few moments. Hitoshi stared down at your body, noticing what you were wearing for the first time, struggling to make it out in the dim light. You pretended not to notice, but you were blushing furiously. You crossed your arms and turned away from him. For once, you thanked the creator others couldn't see in the dark like you could. 

          It seemed like forever waiting. It was too early to strike up a conversation with the guy who barely said a peep unprompted. You realized that you never actually heard back from anyone that wanted to intern you, except a questionable response from the teacher, so which hero you would actually be with was a total surprise to you.

         Finally, at five on the dot, a figure walked towards you. Hitoshi did not notice, most likely because he couldn't even see in the darkness. It was Aizawa. So, he had accepted you. Cool. 

       "You two know each other," he started, narrowing his eyes. It was more of a statement than a question. "I hope you didn't pick me just to get to be buddies. We'll be doing some real work out there." The accusation was sharp, and you reassured him that you were shocked to see Shinsou there as well.

        Not commenting, he handed Hitoshi a pair of goggles, similar to his, but a different color. "Night Vision. We diurnal heroes need them during the night and early morning. Put them on." 

        Knowing you, your Sensei did not bring any for you. You almost purred at how well he knew you, and you were proud of how your quirk was so useful at even mundane things. Hitoshi raised the goggles and looked around with upturned eyebrows. "Cool." 

       "Since I'm interning both of you, no fooling around. I expect the best from you, because your skill now reflects mine when out looking for trouble. I don't expect any problems from you two." You both nodded, and glanced at each other. Interning together! Had Hitoshi gone out of his way to apply to work with Eraser as well?

          The two of you started walking behind him as he headed into the city. "Some days, there is no crime. It can be pretty boring being a hero, but all the better to the public. However, remember that just because you're not aware of crime doesn't mean it isn't happening. I find that crime strikes most often under the cover of darkness." 

     He was right, it was very difficult to find anyone in need of help. You trekked up stairs to rooftops to lookout. You could jump from roof-to-roof, and Aizawa could skillfully use his scarf to move, but with Hitoshi, you had to do everything on foot, walking and walking and walking. A few times Aizawa helped to help Hitoshi with his capture weapon. You walked until your feet hurt. It was just starting to become light, the first few rays shining through the horizon of buildings, and you guessed it was around six. Sometimes it really could be boring being a hero. You kicked a rock.

      No sooner had the thought crossed your mind, you heard a young boy yelling. You tensed up and faced the direction, flicking your ear. It must have been because of your cat hearing, because Aizawa and Hitoshi did not seem to notice. "Hey, I heard something over there. Can we check it out?" They followed in the direction you had been pointing, believing your instinct being extra quiet. The trust they both had in youwas unfathomable, both immediately following your senses without a second thought. The idea thrilled you, adrenaline rushing. You saw a gray-colored woman with eight eyes, covering a young boy in string that came out of her wrists. It reminded you of a spider. She was muttering as she did it, random nonsense. From the snippets that you caught her saying, it seemed like she was going to eat the child. She must have been crazy. The boy was yelling for help, struggling to get out of the webbing.

        Aizawa motioned for you and Hitoshi to surround her with his fingers, and you both obeyed, falling into the logical positions he had taught the class. How did Hitoshi know? Regardless, you were in sync, a three-hero formation.

      When everyone was in place around her, Aizawa counted down from three on his fingers. When he got to zero, him and Hitoshi started grappling with the arachnid. Aizawa wasn't using his quirk to stop the lady, but you quickly realized that was because she had a mutant quirk; he could not nullify it. You quickly ran to where the child was wrapped up in string, and used your claws to carefully but quickly tear him out of the cocoon. You didn't want to waste time, but you also didn't want him getting scratched. When you pulled him out, he was unconscious, but also  breathing. You glanced over to Hitoshi and Aizawa; they seemed to have defeated the spider-person.

       "Well, let's take a trip on down to the police station. I'm taking the kid. (Y/N), do you think you can stay around this area and try to find his parents? We will be back once we are done at the station." You nod your head to Aizawa's words, having been assigned your first real hero mission on your own. The four of them departed, the kid slung across Aizawa's shoulders and the spider lady following, presumably under the influence of Hitoshi's quirk. You shudder. What would have happened to that kid if you had not been there? Even Aizawa did not hear the child screaming for help, and heroes had been pretty close by. 

      You finally felt like you belonged in the hero course. They needed you.

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Part 5-What Are We/The Dorms

          In the stadium seating area, you turned into a cat. Being the cat you were in the warm sun and heated plastic seat, you slept through all the rest of the big, important battles that you definitely should have been watching closely. It was becoming a real problem. You should be careful and stay in human form more. You woke to someone shouting your name. Denki. You focused your eyes on him. He was pointing down at the stage, beaming excitedly. Hitoshi was on a pedestal, with a gold #1 medal on his neck. You opened your mouth in shock, eyes wide. Had he won the whole thing, and you were asleep for most of it?! No way! You would have to go watch the news later to see how he did it. He had his eyes narrowed at the crowd, hand over his eyes to avoid glare, as if looking for something. Maybe his parents were here. You transform back into a human, and smile and cheer for him with Kaminari with a high-five. The noises of the crowd were nearly as deafening as Present Mic's commentary. He looked at the two of you and waved. And smiled. A real, genuine, happy smile from Hitoshi Shinsou. He never did that. Sure, he smirked, or sneered sometimes, but nothing like this. It made you feel happy too, like you were the one who just won. It was so heartwarming. You waved enthusiastically back at him. Bakugou was frowning, looking deeply troubled. How could he be unhappy, even now? He had second place. That means Hitoshi had to fight Bakugou all on his own. Wow. Even if they were both quirkless, that would have been a crazy matchup to see play out.

        The next few days passed in a blur. You had quite a few internship opportunities presented to you, and Hitoshi did too, much to his suprise. You looked over them at lunch with him. His mood had drastically improved from when you had first met him. He was pretty happy most of the time, laughing along with you and Kaminari, like he was finally at home. You often met up with after school as well, when you had similar homework, to go to the park, anything, really that gave you an excuse to be with him. Right now, both of you looked over the internship forms at your place. "Hitoshi... are we friends?" you asked casually. What a little kid thing to say! You're sure there was a much more verbose and mature way you could have phrased that, but you had to say it out loud. Also, he was at your place... and you always sat together. Why would he be here if he did not want to be friends? He stared at you with an unusual expression. 

        "Wha-what do you mean? What else would we be? That's what you want us to be, right?" A slight blush was on his face, his voice strained at you speaking the question, but you could not tell.

         "It... was a dumb question." You reply. What did he mean by that? It was supposed to be a simple yes or no answer. Did he not want to be your friend? He hadn't even really answered, he just challenged your question with another. Before you had a chance to say anything else, Hitoshi got up and left, and you were alone again at the table. You guess he didn't want to be friends.

         Neither of you saw each other at school the next day, and you realized just how out of your way the two of you went to see each other all the time. You didn't sit next to him at lunch, didn't see him after school, and didn't exchange greetings before homeroom. It didn't sit well with you.

Hitoshi's Point of View:

       Startled by the question, I make up a dumb generic excuse, and left on my bike. The wind on my face almost made me forget my worries. Almost. Darn. That could have been- was that my chance to come clean? Were they asking if I wanted to be more than friends? Or simply if I was their friend? I must have let them down, and seemed like an a-hole, not  answering the question. Were they mad at me now? I run my fingers down my hair in frustration. Were they perhaps asking if I wanted to be their boyfriend? How would I feel about that? Something near my stomach throbbed at the thought of being their boyfriend, and I squeezed my legs together. I gasped, and almost lost my balance on the bike. I'd never felt this feeling before. Did I- did it- was I-was I in love? Did I have feelings for them? I bowed my head. They had always been nothing but kind to me, even from the beginning, befriending me when I was a nobody, alone, singled out because of my villainous quirk by general studies students. The last few days after the Sports Festival had been great. I felt happier than ever, and they were always praising me about how hard I must have tried. They were so supportive. Could I be a hero, with them at my side? Their hair, their build, their skin... I hopped off my bike, feeling the sensation near my stomach grow, ran into my room, and locked the door, sliding down the wall, panting from all the exercise. Everything was too hot, pants too tight. I pulled my shirt over my head. Thoughts, and feelings flooded me, thinking about them and what the future may bring.

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          Soon, you students would be going back to the school after the series of villain attacks shut the hero course down for a bit. You would be staying in the new dorms, and going to internships. You missed Denki, Mina, and especially Hitoshi. After about a week of not talking to any of your friends, you finally were able to go back. You said goodbye to your family, and got on the bus to U.A. You take your new school-issued emergency alert phone out of your backpack. They  had given you one so you could stay in contact with your teachers over email, to look things up for classes, etc. The back of the case was dark; navy blue with bright yellow U.A. letters. You didn't have the time to use it until now, considering all the work you needed to do over break. "The dishes won't do themselves!" one of your parents had said. But with their quirk, the dishes could... Why did you have to do it? 

         You pressed the power button on the phone. It seemed like everyone but you was already listening to music or texting. Even Deku used YouTube all the time to watch videos of pros 'for research'. You spent the bus ride familiarizing yourself with the phone, messing around with the settings until you were content. When you were at your stop, you put your backpack on your back, your phone in your pocket, and your roller luggage bag in your hand, and stepped back onto the U.A. grounds, breathing out a sign of relief that you didn't even know you were holding. "Oh, social life, how I missed you."

        Mina was right outside the bus, as if she had been waiting to see if any of her classmates would be on it. "Oh hey (Y/N)! Guess what guess what guess what!" She tapped her foot so quickly and impatiently, not allowing you even a second to guess. "We are in the same hallway!!! Of the dorms! It's like living in the same house kinda! But not really! Also, Denki and Hitoshi are on the other side of the hallway! Isn't that great? I can't believe your luck! They are like your best friends! You can talk to them all the time!"

        You put your finger up to her lips. "Talk less." 

         "What?" 

           "Talk less, smile more. I'm thinking. Hush." Your mind was racing, still confused. How could Hitoshi be in the dorms? From what you had heard, the dorms where you had been placed were only for Hero Course students, classes 1-A and 1-B. There were supposed to be separate buildings for the class dorms. So what did that mean? You could not wrap your head around it. Did that mean everyone shared a common room? Or that we are all allowed to shower in the same- your thoughts caught you off guard. You shook your head. This was a school. You could not think like that.

            You and Mina took your bags up to your rooms. She was a good distraction, and the area  smelled like a new hotel room. The dorms were pretty big, in each of the was a table, a desk with a chair, a bed, a clothing rack and a dresser. Nothing too fancy, anything else would be up to you to bring. As you were unpacking your clothes into your dresser, Aizawa came around and knocked on your doorway, leaning against the frame. You were caught off guard, considering that the hallway was mostly for girls. You were just putting your underwear away. How embarrassing. You slammed the drawer shut, hoping he wouldn't notice. "Aizawa-sensei, how can I help you, sir?"

            "Well, I received an internship application from you. Why would you want to intern with me when I'm already your teacher? You already would know the basic stuff that I'd be teaching during work studies, don't you think your time would be better used somewhere else, getting some new information?" He slumped against the door, his hands in his pockets, visor haphazardly dangling over his hair, about to fall. Oh, so that was what this visit was about? Was this an impromptu interview? You had heard some of the students had been summoned away already to talk about their work studies with their mentors. Was this just a casual conversation, or would what you said here determine your placement?

             Mina barged into your room and started gushing, totally not noticing the teacher was right against the door, breezing past him. His eyes widened at the intrusion. "Hey, which guy here do you think is the cutest? I totally think everyone thinks Todoroki is hot! I mean, they all have great abs, but not me. I think-" 

            You pushed her out the door. "Don't you know how to knock? Aizawa-sensei was here first! Talking like that could get you expelled!" She looked around the room until she saw the teacher, who had by now decided to sit on your bed. He was a very unusual teacher. He stared at Mina in annoyance that she had interrupted. 

           "Quit wasting my time. Get out. Besides, students are not allowed in other student's dorms." Mina made a strangled squeaking noise when she realized that you were not pulling her leg, and that the teacher was actually in your room. Aizawa's stare was enough to make even Mina shut up. She backed out of the room, no doubt going to bother Ururaka or someone. You look out the door after her, making sure she wasn't just spying around the corner.

          "Hello? I'm still waiting for an answer?" You turn back to Eraserhead, shivers going down your spine at how uncaring he seemed to be in your room. Even if you hadn't settled in, this would be your home for the next semester! You cleared your throat. What you said could affect if you got an internship or not, and you had to make it up on the spot. You thought quickly over what you had written in your application letters.

          "Right. Ok. Even though you are not the most popular hero, I think you're pretty great. I mean, none of us students have really seen you in action doing 'normal' hero work. We saw you fighting villains at the U.S.J., but that wasn't really a realistic scenario, because there was a ridiculous amount of them. Usually heroes go against one or two villains. I know you take them down all the time on your patrols just like any pro; I've seen the clips. And you held your own against all of the villains in the U.S.J.; you saved all us students' lives! If you ask me, you are definitely one of the best heroes. It would be an honor to learn anything more from you that I can in a more open setting." You hoped you did not overdo it.

         "The flattery at the end was a bit excessive, but if you feel that way I guess you can be my intern." Aizawa rolled over on your bed. "How come the students get such soft beds? I have to use a sleeping bag under me to even NAP on my bed." He had a weird smile on his face, shutting his eyes. It became apparent that he was not going to leave anytime soon. Your teacher was odd, but loveable. You left him to whatever rest he was doing, popped into cat from, and followed Mina's scent trail, which lead you to a common room area. Everyone was crowded around something, talking loudly. You transformed into a human so you could see what was going on over everyone's shoulders. Eraserhead should probably be here to calm the students.

       "Hey Denki, what's going on?" you ask over the crowded noise.

        "There's a new student in the hero course! Look who it is!" You looked in the middle of all your classmates. It was none other than Hitoshi Shinsou. He looked pretty overwhelmed by all the attention, sheepishly grinning and taking the compliments your classmates gave him with a hand on the back of his neck.

          "No way! Really?" you replied. Hitoshi saw you gazing at him, and he smiled. 

            "Hey friend, how are you?" 

                You exploded in response with, "Congrats on making it into the hero course Hitoshi! I've missed you! But now you have to deal with Bakugou all the time!" You shouted. Bakugou was the only one not here, he was probably sore about losing to Hitoshi at the sports festival. Hitoshi shoved through the crowd to go outside, motioning you to follow. You wove your way free of the tangle of your classmates, who protested, and followed him.

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