welcome to jupiter

cw: kidnapping, suggestive, alludes to noncon

he watches over you for a long time at first. sitting atop of buildings, his beady eyes oversee your every move. he knows exactly what he's doing, and uses his hero status as an excuse.

the day he finally kidnaps you, he attempts to do it the 'right' way. he sneaks into your apartment right before you go to bed, his hands out as if to try and convince you he's not dangerous. he shushes you gently when you realise what's going on, gently but firmly pinning you to the ground so he can knock you out with as little pain done as possible.

"shhh, shhh dove. it's okay, it will allll be alright. you just need to trust me, yeah?"

he doesn't have many rules for you at his apartment apart from the obvious, being no trying to escape and no trying to hurt him or yourself. he gives you lots of freedom, and allows you to sleep in the guest room while you warm up to your new life.

"easy, easy, i'm not gonna hurt ya. i just brought you an extra blanket okay?"

he hates the way you cry and how scared you are of him. then again, he'd never know what it would be like to be quirkless, and so he tries to be soft and gentle whenever he does handle you.

he remembers literally everything about you. your favorite food, the order of your nighttime routine. the time you usually wake up or have dreams, and of course, exactly when your period arrives. there is virtually no hiding anything from him. you look outside? he knows, and he's asking you what you're looking at. you look at the kitchen for too long, and he's already preparing something for you to eat. however, his 'attentiveness' becomes hard to manage when he starts asking if he can help you anytime he thinks you rub up against something in some kind of need.

"have i been neglecting you, gorgeous? i know how long it's been since you've had any, release."

includes: izuku midoryia, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, keigo takami, shota aizawa, dabi/touya todoroki, tomura shigaraki

cw: smau, some are suggestive, dividers by @pixopix

cw: minors don’t interact, must be logged in to view

prohero!bakugo fucking you after patrol

izuku when you’re fucked silly

todoroki the manhandler

bakugo giving you a baby

aizawa and his good girl

todoroki who wants an heir

keigo would totally talk to you like this

dabi is strict

every time you fight him, he finds a way to sneak up on you and immobilise you, pinning you to the ground with your wrists on the ground next to your head. you've learned to take these moments as a break, knowing he won't hurt you.

"hey gorgeous, you look pretty worked up, yeah?" he teases, his voice deep and raspy. the smell of smoke practically radiates from him and his coat, his coat that almost covers both of your bodies.

"c-come on, let me up. i have stuff to do."

"oh? you don't like it down here with me? i'm so hurt." he chuckles. his hands rub your wrists slightly, as if familiar with the compromising position you're in. "y'know, i heard you're being put onto us. is that true doll?"

"i'm just doing my job."

"does your job make you wanna kill me?"

"i-i mean, i should."

"hah! you wouldn't, you like me too much."

a voice calls out from far away, one of your co-heroes, yelling at dabi to get off of you. dabi sneers slightly before leaning in to whisper something.

"until next time beautiful."

with that, he runs and disappears.

“f-fuck, babyyy,” hawks groans as his cock renters your mouth. his legs are widely spread and his head thrown back, submitting himself to pleasure.

dabi pants as he holds your hips in place, hypnotised by the sight of his dick disappearing and reappearing from your pussy over and over again. his cocky attitude seems to have vanished, replaced by his blushing face.

you exist in between them on all fours, trying to hide your smirk as you take them. it’s funny to watch how hawks whimpers when you gag on him, or how dabi quietly curses when you purposely clench around him.

he pants as his sweaty body awakens, heart racing as he remembers where he is. he closes his eyes, forcing himself to calm down.

he then looks at you. his beautiful, sweet girlfriend. the one who he knows he doesn't deserve, and yet you sleep next to him so content, so at ease. at any point, he could turn, have another breakdown or surge of rage.

it doesn't matter. you stick by him anyway.

when the terror passes and the fatigue resettles, he gets back under the covers and pulls you gently to his chest. he falls asleep after a long time of just holding you, his savior.

cw: s3x, slight edging, word 'daddy' was used

"take it all doll. not my fault you got it hard."

"you can take it. c'mon, you've never struggled this much before."

"there you go, just needed a few words of encouragement, didn't ya."

"careful, i didn't say you could cum yet. hold on just a little longer."

"fuck, you're clamping real hard. don't want me to leave, is that it? don't worry, i'd live in here if i could."

"don't act all shy on me. you fucking love when i tell you how fucking cute you look."

"you wanna cum? awww. well daddy hasn't said yes yet so you better wait. don't wanna make me mad, hmm?"

"pfft, stop whining. you act like a dog and i'll treat you like one."

"you squirm one more time and i'm gonna slap your ass until it turns purple, you understand?"

"tch, that shut you up. you're my good girl now, aren't you? aw, look at the pretty slut."

"alright, you can cum baby, but no squirming away."

"fuck, you're so tight. i'm, i'm gonna fucking cum."

"shit, you okay doll? you're twitching around all over the place."

cw: p in v

"just like that, good job baby." he says, his voice soft in your ear. he thrusts into you slow and soft, hitting deep into your pussy from behind. his weight rests on top of you, allowing your face to sink into his pillows.

you whine and he gently shushes you, moving your hair out of your face.

"lift your little hips up baby, there you go." you whimper as he wraps an arm around your waist, forcing your back to arch and letting his thick cock hit in all the right places.

he feels you flutter around him, and whispers in your ear through pants.

"cum for me, sweetheart. you deserve it. use my cock."

you whine as you grow closer, hands gripping his soft dark blue sheets.

"s-sho, please-"

"i'm right here. my cock is right here."

you let out a delicious groan as you finally cum, warm body shaking beneath shoto as he too follows suit. as you two lay panting he presses kisses to your back while letting his cock rest in you.

you, who's in class 1c. you didn't have a quirk but your recommendations were good enough to get you into the general education classes. honestly, you were glad for it.

especially because it means monoma isn't in your class.

you don't know when he first laid eyes on you and decided he was going to make your life hell, only that he decided to before you even knew his name.

every day in the cafeteria, he likes to stop by your table just to say hi.

"hey quirkless, how you doing?" he says in that cocky voice of his. he loves putting a hand on your shoulder when he does so, knowing it ticks you off.

"get off me, monoma."

"oh please, it's not like you have a quirk for me to copy."

there's also those times when you're hanging out with others in class 1b and you visit their dorms. then, monoma likes to announce to the whole building your inability to do anything.

"huh? what's a loser like you doing in here. i think your lost sweety, the dorms for non-heroes are just a few buildings away."

or when you're walking in the halls in. he likes to brush past an unsuspecting bakugo, just so he can shock you when you blows your books to the ground. you let out a defeated sigh, dropping to your knees to now pick up the half-burnt books that have littered themselves all over the floor.

monoma grins as he looks down at you, knowing there's nothing you and your quirkless little body can do about it.

cw: edging, dom!reader with kindasub!bakugo

"s-stop teasing me." he grunts brows furrowed in frustration as he tries to buck harder into your hand. you giggle and continue to pump his cock slowly, nothing close to being fast enough for him.

he was tied to your bed with his wrists gathered above his head, meaning he couldn't take control of his pleasure like he was used to. you could tell he was struggling by the beaded sweat on his forehead and the way his cheeks flushed.

"don't get too riled up baby. don't want you ruining the place." you say softly, leaning in to his him. he reluctantly reciprocates it before huffing.

"t-then let me fucking cum."

"i will, just give me a minute."

you plant your elbow on his thigh and tighten your grip, admiring the way katsuki shivers when you begin to pump him faster and firmer. when you lean in to kiss the tip, he practically whimpers.

"i have an idea. why don't you imagine my hand is my cunt,"

"no fucking teasing-"

"and every time you fuck into me, it's my pussy you're having. and when you cum," you pause your hand, watching as he holds his breath. "you're cumming in me."

he kicks out a leg before you start pleasuring him again, rolling his head back in faux frustration to hide his neediness.

"say please, katsuki."

"what? i aint saying shit."

"you will if you wanna cum."

you slow your movements a little and look down at him with a subtle smile, enjoying his contemplation. after a moment of thought, his ears turn red.

"p-please, please may i cum."

"good boy. of course you may." your minstrations grow rougher and faster, holding firm as katsuki begins to thrust his hips anywhere and everywhere for more. he curses beneath his breath as he grows close, until finally he spills out onto your hand and his toned stomach with a groan.

he rolls his eyes when he sees you smiling at him.

his kingdom of pure strength and grit was consistently taking over more and more land, until they reached your village in the countryside. the fight was like nothing you had ever seen. flaming arrows, fists of iron, your home and family was left too little but ashes.

for some reason, however, bakugo had ordered his soldiers to not only spare you, but also to bring you back with them. you cried and begged for his reason, for him to just kill you, but he refused both. leaving you to where you are now.

trapped, locked in one of his castle's spare rooms, you wait for news. sitting at the edge of the bed, your wide eyes glance around the room, noticing its red adornments, the dark stone fireplace, but especially the barred window. you sit and ponder your existence until the door is finally opened.

a man with a sharp face and red hair steps inside, wearing the same armor as bakugo's just without the royal theatrics.

"the king will you see you." he states. his voice is firm and unwavering, although he does not look particularly evil. it takes a moment for the words to register before you finally stand and join the man as he guides you.

looking around the castle, you again notice its dark nature, black and dark grey stones make the walls whilst various red shades fill the rest. you swallow nervously as you make your way down the great hall, frightened as to what will await you.

will he have you beheaded? tortured? are you here to be his servant forever? the possibilities are endless, and given bakugo's unholy merciless reputation, you can't help but shiver.

finally, the tall double doors awaiting you open, revealing the disgusting huge throne room. you walk in with shaky hands, eyes pinned on bakugo.

his sits on his throne with a smug smile on his face, leaned back at ease with no sign of any emotion but intrigue. his hand beckons you to the floor in front of you, to which you kneel. he catches onto your nerves and barks out a laugh, nothing akin to the traditional nature of your home.

"welcome." he eventually says.

"what, what am i d-doing here, my lord?" you dare to speak, voice a near whisper with the way fear guides your voice.

"you, are to be my wife. "

he found you working in a run-down cafe in a worser part of the city, serving shitheads with your best smile to make enough to afford your crappy apartment a few blocks away. he watched for a while, expecting the childish feeling of a somewhat 'crush' to go away, but it persisted.

after getting you the fear of him, he practically forced you to go out with him, and despite your nerves and shy nature, he knows that you can see more than the scars and his villainous reputation.

one of the best parts for him was learning that you were a virgin. when you admitted it in his apartment, on his bed with navy sheets and a with warm face, dabi suddenly felt the responsibility of the world in his hands.

a cute girl like you being a virgin? he'd have to make sure he did this right.

which explains how he has you now, laying on your back on his bed with only you bra to over you. your legs tremble slightly where they lay on top of dabi's shoulders as he works his fingers into you.

"we're gonna go reeaalll slow doll." he says, voice soft with focus as his fingers curl up inside you. he grunts as he shuffles to position his cock to your pussy, before looking up at you.

"you ready?"

"i, i don't know."

"yeah you are. you're a big girl now, gotta learn to take cock. "

you brace yourself as his huge, pierced cock begins to push into you, stretching you out. you whine and roll your head back. dabi pauses an inch in, hooded eyes looking down at you.

"you okay down there? i'm not killing ya?"

"i-its, its fine."

"fine? my cock is more than fine, bunny."

you whimper as he pushes in a little more, and when he almost gets halfway in, it begins to thrust using the tip of his cock. he leans down and places his hands on either side of you as he does so, muscular body almost encasing you.

"d'you feel good?" he whisper.

"yeah."

cw: p in v

"yeah, you like that huh baby?" he says, his hips working his heavy cock into you one inch at a time. you simply whine in response, eyes already rolling back at the way his hand rubs your clit.

he has you firmly pinned in prone bone, his weight preventing any squirming. he works his cock further into you, savoring the way your pussy flutters around him.

"you're, you're my little slut, yeah?" he whispers, voice mocking in your ear.

"y-yes, yes 'zuku, ngh-"

"that's it, take my cock. good slut."

his hips slam a little rougher now, forcing moans and begs out of your mouth. a thin layer of sweat covers both your naked bodies, and the perverted sounds of plaps and squelches fill the room.

izuku's hand reaches out to lift your head by your hair in a firm grip whilst the other pushes your back down. you pant in the new position, body trembling as you grow closer.

"there you go, cum on my cock baby, like you were made to."

you scream out as you cum, orgasm shaking your body as you clamp down on his cock. he fucks you softly as he rides out your high, laughing softly when you try to squirm over, overstimulated.