bnhakink | Part Two

Izuku never got a quirk or became a hero, but he did find a passion at a young age. Cooking was something he learned to really enjoy focusing on, using his analyzing skills to master incredible food. He still wished to be a hero, but he spent a lot of time perfecting his talent and eventually decided to aim for Totsuki Culinary Academy. He gets in, and quickly makes a name for himself.

Meanwhile, Katsuki is doing the same at UA, and maintaining a relationsihp with Deku unbenknownst to any of his classmates/friends. Turns out cooking really is the great equaliver. The Bakugous were treated to many food experiments from Izuku through the years, and it kept him and Katsuki from becoming estranged. Many bonuses if Katsuki always bragged as a kid that Deku would be his housewife and he'd get to eat his food everyday.

1-A is extremely shook that Bakugou has had a boyfriend all this time, let alone that he's super adorable and can make food that blows their minds. Izuku's classmates are pretty shocked themselves that he never mentioned he's dating the boy that won the UA Festival!

Ah, this is so cute and seconding so hard!!!

A Fem Izuku with her having a Boyfriend during Middle School who seems like a perfect bf for Izuku as he helps her from bullies, showing affection and helping her mother, all that sweet stuff. Katsuki hated him at the start, probably thinking its cause of his popular status and quirk and never of how he has izuku. Turns out Bf is not so prince charming behind closed doors. Emotionally manipulated, physical abused and sexually assulted Izuku always has a smile on her face believing he loves her, or to scared to call for help believing no one will ever care.

Seconded :)

Hawks just absolutely loving Endeavor's big pecs and fondling them everytime he has the chance- in private, public, etc. Putting his head between them, all that stuuf.

Endeavor is exasperate but humors him and lets him do it

Seconded!

Re: Endeavor/Hawks: Chestworship

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momo's quirk is a godsend for someone whose manufacturing process will necessarily involve a myriad of unique complicated parts and mei is willing to do anything to get access to it. a n y t h i n g.

Maybe Deku doesn't have a quirk, maybe nobody thinks he's worth anything, but at least he feels powerful when he makes the men on the other side of the bathroom wall moan.

It's kinda funny how there's this kinda restroom right across from a middle school, Izuku guesses. Then again, maybe his sense of humor is skewed lately—because anyone else at this point would say it's disturbing, abominable, all degrees of wrong—, tilted so much out its usual balance, he's now left thinking the situation is funny.

A glory hole in a restroom stall, in the park across from his middle school.

A bubble of laughter rises in his throat, but it dies off when knocking is heard from the wall to his right; a hesitant rap followed by a hesitant voice.

«Is... is anyone... there?» it asks, and Izuku can tell from the pitch that it's a younger man than he usually deals with. A first-timer at a place like this too.

Izuku licks his lips. «Yes,» he says. He takes care to lower his own pitch, trying to sound older than thirteen. It's been a slow day so far, only one other 'customer'—'cause are they really, if he doesn't get paid for his services?—in the hour and a half since he's arrived after school; he doesn't want to scare away this one. «First time?»

«I— yeah...» the stranger predictably answers. «I'm a bit nervous, haha...»

Izuku shifts on the closed toilet seat, the fabric of his boxers on his partial erection making him sigh longingly. «That's understandable-» he scoots forward, peeling away the poster strategically placed to cover the fist-sized hole in the wall- «No judgment.»

The other side is quiet for a minute and Izuku wonders if 'Newbie' has already changed his mind.

A pang of hurt twists his chest at that, like a gateway for the unpleasant voices which never really leave his mind—you're a loser, a creep who stalks heroes, a worthless guy without a quirk who kept fooling himself he could still be a hero—to come forth, and he's twisting the front of his shirt to fight back the tears threatening to blur his vision.

«Well, uhm, alright,» Newbie's stammering cuts through the negative train of thought. «I don't... I've no idea how to do this...»

Izuku could cry, in relief this time; instead he giggles. «No worries,» he says. «I'll do most of the work, so. Just. Stick your dick through the hole and— are you hard?»

He hears sputtering. «N-not yet...?» Newbie coughs, a soft cock showing up anyway. «Is it okay?»

Izuku hums in approval. «Yeah, more than!» He doesn't have a lot of opportunities to get people aroused often; men usually already are when they knock on his stall. Not that he minds either way, but he finds he likes this young adult though, maybe he can give him a special service and turn him into a regular.

He slides off the toilet and kneels on the dirty floor, wastes no time in wetting his lips before starting to work the dick. Soft, he has no issue taking it all in his mouth; it garners him a breathy gasp and a «God I can't believe it's happening». He sucks lightly, rolls his tongue under the foreskin, wraps his hand around the rapidly growing, hardening length and pumps slow.

He thinks he should probably thank Kacchan; the whole reason Izuku ended up in this restroom the first time, was due to some bullies who'd taken Kacchan's attitude toward him and escalated it until they chased him in here and beat him up, a few months back. The first time he'd seen a dick pop in a hole he hadn't even known was there, he'd been terrified; the first time he'd tried peering at one from up close, the dude had blindly thrust into his mouth with no warning and he'd ended up vomiting his lunch.

Now he can proudly say: if there's one thing I'm good at, it's sucking cock.

A loud groan echoes in the restroom. «Ooh fuck...!»

Izuku runs the flat surface of his tongue from base to tip, once, twice; he latches his lips on the patch of skin just before the scrotum starts and sucks, feels his chin touch the stall wall and momentarily wishes he could reach Newbie's balls. The guy is taken aback, if the sudden knee hitting the partition is an indication.

«Ngh— Holy shit!»

Izuku chuckles. «Sorry.» He isn't.

He kisses up the length as a form of apology, parts his lips to tease below the crown with the tip of his tongue, swallows Newbie's cock until it skims the back of his palate. The other moans, his hips instinctively bucking forward but the wall hinders the movement.

«Shit, shit shit! Are-are you gonna— ah!— deep-throat...?»

Izuku's pensive noise reverberates up Newbie's dick and he can taste the pre-cum on his tongue. The guy's not gonna last long, not for his first time getting a blow job from a stranger at a glory hole. It's almost a pity, Izuku would have liked to fuck himself on his cock; he rarely finds 'customers' he actually likes enough to consider it.

«Mmh, yeah,» he answers vocally, pulling off the flushed, wet dick. His hand still strokes lazily. «I'm not too used to it yet, but I can do it a little. You want that?» The last bit comes out far too innocently for the position he's in, for what he's doing.

It hits right on the mark. «Fu-fuck yes!» Newbie sounds like he can blow just from imagining it. «You're the best!»

The praise sends a shiver of delight down his spine. He attacks the straining cock in his hold with renewed vigor; a string of half formed curses and encouragement goad Izuku on as he carefully relaxes his jaw and throat to slide the hot, throbbing, needy length past his gag reflex. He bobs his head in slow, deep thrusts. Newbie's cock glides along his tongue smoothly. He swallows around it, whining and breathing heavily through his nose.

He does it twice, pulls up; goes down again.

Newbie's probably clawing at the partition at this very moment, trying and failing to find purchase to keep his knees from buckling under him. Izuku relishes in the mental image and the loud, desperate «Oh fuck!»s, «Your throat's— nngh!— amazing!»s, «I'm close...!»s.

He's shamelessly palming himself through his pants and keening while fucking his throat raw.

Newbie blows at the fourth plunge, warm cum shoots down Izuku's esophagus in short spurts and he keeps sucking until the dick in his mouth is effectively spent.

Izuku sits back on his haunches, a satisfied sigh slipping past his swollen lips. «Thank you for stopping by, Newbie. This was fun,» he says, voice destroyed but genuine smile on his face.

A surprised grunt comes from and other side and Izuku already knows his mistake: he forgot to deepen his pitch.

«Are you a kid?!»

«Well. Yeah.» He rolls his eyes. «But you can pretend I'm not; 's not like you saw my face,» he says. «And since I like you, Newbie, next time I might let you fuck me through that wall, huh?»

A loaded pause, then: «Do you have a name? »

Izuku smirks, dirty and lewd and nothing like scaredy-cat-outside-of-this-stall-Izuku. «You can call me Deku. I'm here everyday from 4 to 6:30 pm.»

Re: [FILL] underage Deku, age gap, glory holes/anonymous sex - OP

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Re: [FILL] - writer

(Anonymous) - 2018-07-07 07:14 (UTC) - Expand

So,I had this idea that the LoV kidnapped Izuku some way or another and Spinner is in charge of keeping an eye on him. Let's be honest,Spinner is the worst person for the job. Knowing Izuku is considered a true hero by Stain and his growing doubt of the league,and being a virgin leaves him very vulnerable to...Persuasion from Izuku's part,to let him go or just ditch the league altogether.
Please,I don't care who bottoms or tops,I just want,long for Izuku to take initiative and to have the lead all through sex.

+BONUS+
+If Izuku does manage to get Shuichi to quit and serve time for his crimes. The day Shuichi gets out, Izuku is waiting for him outside and helps him integrate back to society.

++Izuku doesn't have any experience with sex either,he's just going by what he's been taught and seen on the internet, and is just faking it until he makes it.

Because honestly when would Shiga ever have had a chance to have sex before now, with Kurogiri always around. How Dabi reacts to this info is up to you..

Its the typical plot porn. Two hot guys go to the gym, see how fit and big the other guys is, one not so discretely heads to the sauna after sending the other one a look, and when they both are inside.....well, the title happens.

You can make whoever you want the top and the bottom, or maybe even have them switch. Just two enthusiastic and full of energy boys pleasuring the heck out of each other

Asking him why he was there was a silly question.

Mirio would just continue smile and ask “Why wouldn’t I be?” and make his way down to dead weights, the lap pool, the free weights, the rope handling area and everything and anything the gym had to offer to him.

Why would he come? What a silly question.

Exercise was a fantastic thing! Not exercising is what makes Mirio a bit moody. His endorphins would go down, he would feel cooped up with his muscles aching from the lack of movement and then he would just kind of end up sitting in his dorm room...alone.

While his two best friends would be out on patrol.

He would have nothing to do but his homework that would grown increasingly and more ironically pointless.

Then he would start to wonder if he should even bother doing it…

Or if he should even bother bring at this school anymore…

Or if he should even bother with...anything anymo-NO!

He wasn’t going to stop going to the gym just because he was quirkless now.

What a silly, silly, stupid question.

Besides it’s a fantastic feeling to think about literally nothing and just count steadily in your head with nothing to look at besides your smiling reflection as you did arm curl and arm curl after arm curl...after arm curl.

Mirio dropped his 50 lbs pound to the ground. He had stopped counting after 73.

The weight didn’t make much of a sound itself, the metal only bouncing slightly off the gym’s gummy floors, but it still gained him a quick glare from the front desk receptionist.

Mirio raised his hand in apology, but before he could even squat down to pick it up, Inasa was already handing it back to him.

“Careful you don’t blow out your eardrums!”

Mirio blinks once, twice, and then rapidly. Too many senses of his getting activated quickly after being so strongly zoned out.

First he pulls the earbuds out of his ears, a headache threatening to form from the blaring music assaulting his eardrums and Inasa’s voice trying to combat with it while his brain tries to seperate the two.

Then his vision comes into sharp focus and his own reflection, which he had grown numb to, was replaced with Inasa’s sudden form, annoying bright red tracksuit and his own grinning white teeth in his face.

Finally Mirio feels the 50 pound weight being pushed into his abdomen slightly as Inasa holds it up for to him to take after he so graciously picked it for him.

Mirio finally goes “huh?” and then “Oh!”, embarrassingly so.

He takes the weight back, too egerally, too quickly, and almost pulls Inasa off his balance from the weight shift.

“Sorry! Sorry, hi Inasa, sorry. Ha, I was...somewhere else. I didn’t hear you. Hello! Sorry, thank you.”

“Clearly! I can hear your music from all the way over here. I was calling your name! You didn’t see me either? How strange!”

Mirio agrees. Very strange indeed.

How could anybody miss Inasa, who was always such a force to see in his hero costume, billowing fured cape and shined school uniform's hat on point at all times, stood before him, with just as much flare in his matching colored sweat suit that was also fur collared.

Mirio heard of Inasa long before they had officially- unofficially- met off school grounds.

Nejire, once she had gained full control of her shockwaves to make herself fly back during freshman year, grew a little obsessed with finding out who else had a quirk that could help them gain flight.

After much snooping around, Inasa was quick to come up on her list, a very impressive student in the West high school who was rumored to also give the Big Three a run for their money for becoming a very powerful Pro.

Having the power to control the wind! What an amazing quirk to have! And to be able to fly! Mirio had to admit he was always jealous of Nejire’s ability to make herself fly. But then again, Mirio always thought his friends were always amazing.

And then one day he and his friends ran into Inasa and a few of his classmates. The day was bright and sunny, shit talking became joking, and then both Inasa and Nejire took to the air, just to see who could go faster, who could go higher.

They called it a draw when they landed back to Earth, and that solidified their friendships.

Coming to the gym that was right in the middle of the two rivaling high schools was something that became a ritual for them. It was neutral ground and it was nice to get off the school campuses from time to time. Especially off UA’s, which was becoming more and more strict with their rules and curfews...especially after, well, everything.

Mirio’s smile mirrors Inasa’s and they exchange pleasant “Hellos” and ”How are yous”.

Inasa is careful to tip top around bluntly asking “Are you ok?”. Inasa knows what happened to him.

Everyone knew. How couldn’t they. One of history's most up and coming To Be Hero.

They called Mirio the next All Might.

Now all he hears is “How unfortunate.”

He is thankful the buzz cut clean shaved young man across from him doesn't ask him how he is. Because now whenever someone asks that, they don’t mean, ‘how are you’ they mean ‘how are you now with your awful, life shattering quirkless existence?’

The intention is...good, sure. But Mirio still hates. The salt will forever be in the gaping, bleeding wound that will never properly heal. Why not sprinkle it with some acid, it’s ok, the hissing liquid comes from a bottle marked with “good intentions”.

Inasa was never good at social cues though. But he slips when he asks how things are going.

Mirio frowns a touch. The sunny glow in his cheeks damper.

“I’ve been better.” Mirio says, his large eyes downcast.

He means to keep the conversation light, he always tries harder now a days to sound chipper, to sound fine, but it’s been three months now and still no sign of...well...no sign of his quick coming back.

Inasa adjusts the gym bag over his shoulder as they continue to stand in front of the mirrors, other gym goers paying them no mind as they go about their daily workouts.

Inasa nods like a booie in the ocean, firm and forceful.

“Mmm,” he mulls, “Yes, yes. But keeping routine, regardless of everything, is very important.”

Mirio’s eyes perk back up. He smiles again.

“Yes! Yes, exactly, it’s so nice to go work out, you know? I keep telling Tamaki it’s important to go anyway. I mean even without my quir-”.

The smile drops. He said it too quickly. He didn’t like saying it at all. Made it sound...strange. Made HIM feel strange even though he was living it.

Inasa waves it off, shrugs his gym back over his shoulder again. Whatever is inside looks heavy.

He mentions how it’s important from him to go too. Especially after he just came back from lunch with his newest, bestest friend Shoto Todoroki and had his fill of cold udon noodles, even though he prefered hot ones. (He had both bowls. He wasn’t sure if he was showing off in front of Sh

“Todoroki...Shoto?...ah. Oh! Endeavor’s son?”

There’s a twitch in Inasa’s smile, so subtle anyone could have missed it, but Mirio see it.

“Ah, please don’t call him that. Shoto is more than just that man’s son, you know. He’s going to be a fantastic hero one day! Best to know his name now, eh?”

Inasa’s tone is gentle and his smile is pure, even though it seems a bit forced now.

Mirio nods. Endeavor’s son- Er, Shoto- was from A-1 anyway. Mirio just remembered. He was going to be big when he becomes a hero anyway.

A great, big hero…

Mirio shakes his head and puts both of the dumbbells back on the rack, properly.

“Oh I’m sorry Inasa, I didn’t mean to keep you from your work out. Listen to me blab away. Please, go, don’t let me hold you up.”

“Ha! Hold me up? You? Never! In fact, I was wondering if you wouldn't want to join me? Always nice to have a jogging partner, or a swimming lap buddy. I prefer dead weights to dumbbells though.”

Mirio agree with a little too much glee.

Anything to keep him from his dorm and Tamaki’s worried (more so than usual) gaze and Nejire’s constantly questioning his mood.

“I would love to!”

Mirio spends another six gurling hours at the gym than he intended. And it’s wonderful.

The two upcoming heroes -ONE upcoming hero, Mirio must remind himself...one is in the sidelines, hopefully not permanently benched, but the upcoming stopped the second the bullet hit his back- use up every part of the gym has to offer. They race each on the tracks, both inside and outdoor in the hundred degree-cloudless weather. Going from ten laps to twenty, not even winded.

The ran the tremils gears down to a stop. They snapped the jump ropes after spinning too fast. The wheels off the stationary bikes rolled away when the bolts unscrewed from their speed. They even wore down the wooden floor boards from the simple act of doing too many push ups in one place, the wood becoming warped under their heated palms.

They lift hundreds of pounds between them and then when they joke about lifting a million, they have to side eye each other and laugh because they aren’t sure if they’re joking or not...because one would do it if the other had the balls to try...they decide they’re joking and hit the pool.

The olympic size pool loses a few hundred gallons of water thanks to Mirios and Inasa’s powerful butterfly lunges and backstrokes, water splashing everywhere with every stroke of their arms. They do a hundred laps, easily.

Inasa challenges Mirio to see who can hold their breath the longest underwater, which they both admitted defeat the moment they saw someone taking a nap at the end of lane six.

They laughed full heartedly when they broke the surface and declared the old man with a quirk that gave him gills at the side of his throat the undisputed champ and called it fair.

The edge of the pool, with hardly any strength left in their muscle fibers (Mirio scorns himself for letting himself be caught up in Inasa’s endless energy and boundless enjoyment of being one of the best gym buddies he had ever had. His body was going to hate, HATE, come the next day), Mirio and Inasa lean on the white tiles with their arms crossed on the ground, their waists and legs float weightlessly in the water.

“Hmmmm, what else can we do. Oh! I know,” Inasa says without waiting for Mirio to actually respond, “we can-”

“Please Inasa! I’m not one to ever say the “C” word, but I can’t. I really, true of the defention can’t do one more lunge, pull up, or anything that requires...anything. I’m done. If you can keep going, then you are nothing short of someone who can make All Might jealous.”

Inasa cheeky grins at being compared to the Symbol of Peace.

“I was going to suggest the steam room.”

Mirio’s eyebrows perk up. That sounds like heaven. And he says so too.

“Perfect! Once the feeling of my legs return, we will finish off this day with a well deserved steam!”

Mirio laughs (he smiles all the time, he keeps telling himself he has to or he’ll break, but it’s been ages since he’s laughed like this) and nods.

“Perfect,” he parrots back.

It takes them both forever to muster up the strength to pull themselves out of the swimming lane and out the pool.

Re: Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex - Filled Part 2

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Re: Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex - Filled Part 2

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Re: Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex - Filled Part 2

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Just two good lads doing some casual experimenting, aka some heavy petting and making out. Izuku mentions that he's had a hard time keeping up with his homework, and as a good, responsible senpai Mirio suggest he'll spank Izuku to encourage him, so he bends Izuku over his knees and they have some fun.

Would love if:

+ They're both a bit unsure BUT they ultimately have a good time. It's all in good fun
+ Izuku is a total babby virgin but Mirio has some previous experience.
+ Some kind of happy ending? Maybe Mirio goes down on Izuku after? Its up to you.
+ Stick with their canon ages pls and thnx.

omfg I love this. Hope it gets filled ;;

Shouto runs away with Dabi to become a villain. Dabi does it to spite the old man and save his little brother. Shouto is reluctant at first, but they grow close together because Shouto craves any kind of affection and Dabi all too willing to give it. Then Shouto comes to embrace his new role.

Bonus:
+It's before UA
++Endeavor finds out (maybe he sees the on the news, or Dabi shows up to taunt him)
+++One of them kills Endeavor

For the love of all that is unholy, please someone fill this.

[FILL] Through Our Father's Ashes - Chapter 1

(Anonymous) - 2018-09-22 12:07 (UTC) - Expand

Kaminari knows he's insatiable during his heat (oh, the joys of being an omega), so he rounds up a few choice alphas to take care of him through his next one.

+ Breeding kink
++ Bukkake
+++ Double penetration (with knots)

I second this!
If someone doesn’t get to this before me I’d love to fill it out myself

After Midoriya graduates from UA and becomes a pro hero, him and Aizawa are quick to get together. It's a very comfortable relationship, and they're even quick to move in together.

I'd just like to see stuff where they're very domestic and happy together. Cuddling, doting over their cats, bathing together, slow, early morning sex, stuff like that!

Just lots of soft stuff ٩꒰๑ ´∇`๑꒱۶

Hi hello here is a small fill, hope you like it, OP! I'm open to constructive crit, first time writing in the BNHA fandom so I'm still trying to get characterizations down.

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Miko picked up her head, ears swiveling forward, eyes watching the window unblinkingly. A second later Sora's head did the same, from her spot besides Aizawa's thigh, his lap filled with student's papers. Aizawa put down the red pen he was holding, and laid the papers to the side, standing up. Sora turned her attention to him, looking a bit woeful that her heater was leaving. Aizawa patted her head just as a thumping sound emanated from outside the window. He walked over and helped lift the sill up as Midoriya slid it open, entering feet first.

"There's a front door," Aizawa reminded him, and Midoriya had the good grace to look sheepish before leaning up for a kiss, Aizawa obliging bending to make it easier. Midoriya's hood was destroyed, unruly green hair looking decidedly gray with dust under the lamp light.

"I know," Midoriya said, as he leaned back. "Didn't want to freak out the neighbors!" He was missing most of the top of his suit, a few remaining shreds fluttering by his shoulders.

Aizawa did a quick inspection, eyes darting around his torso. There were a few bright red marks, and some that were already shading purple, hinting at some deep bruising. Aizawa put his hands on Midoriya's shoulders and turned him around.

"Hey," Midoriya said, too lightly – but it was the same as the front, no cuts, only bruises, and a lot of dirt and grime.

"I'm fine," Midoriya said, cheerful as usual. "I had backup – Shouto stopped by, he says hi by the way – and the guy was just a second-rate wannabe villain, stole a bunch of money from a couple of shops before we caught up to him. He just had these weird claw things – didn't touch my skin! But totally tore off my clothes. It was so awkward, there were these reporters – "

"Go shower," Aizawa said gruffly, and used his grip on Midoriya's shoulders to propel him towards the bathroom.

"Alright, sorry. Hi, guys!" Midoriya cooed to the cats before disappearing into the bathroom, door closing shut behind him. Aizawa stared at the door for a long moment, until Sora wound her way around his feet. He bent down to pet her again, then gathered up some first aid items and a change of clothes for Midoriya before entering the bathroom.

Midoriya was still washing up on the stool, not bothering with a towel, his shredded suit on the ground. Aizawa pushed it into the corner with a frown, and placed the first aid kit by the sink.

"I'll put this on when you're done," he said. Midoriya had his hair soaped up, bubbles trailing down his broad back and sliding down the curve of his ass.

"Okay!"

Aizawa shut the door behind him and went to boil water for tea. Then he sat back down on the couch and picked up the papers he was grading. He was about halfway through, though it felt like the quality was declining as the evening progressed. Sora came over to investigate while Miko stared regally from her perch. Aizawa was through with one and had just started another when the door to the bathroom opened and Midoriya peered out, towel around his hips.

"All done," he said, and watched Aizawa leave his spot on the couch with a smile on his face.

Midoriya rarely stopped smiling, which Aizawa, to his surprise, found far more endearing than he should, though he did stop with a wince once Aizawa started applying cream to help with the bruising. However, even that didn't stop him from telling Aizawa about his day, a typical tale of unending paper work interspersed with a few action-packed villain takedowns. These thorough and detailed reports often ended up with Midoriya trailing off in a thoughtful mumble, another idiosyncrasy of Midoriya’s that Aizawa didn’t mind, especially since he wasn’t expected to hold up his end of the conversation.

Aizawa applied the cream briskly and liberally around Midoriya's chest and back, occasionally finding areas that weren’t already littered with scars and freckles. When he was done he leaned forward and pressed a kiss along the line of Midoriya's shoulder, and Midoriya sighed. He leaned back until he was resting against Aizawa's chest, head tilted back on his shoulder. He turned and nuzzled into Aizawa's neck, pressing a messy kiss through Aizawa's long hair onto his skin.

"I'm fine," he said, again, this time with more feeling, and Aizawa squeezed him in response.

"I'll make tea," he said.

Midoriya came out of the bathroom a few minutes after him, in sweats and a t-shirt, rubbing a towel through his hair.

"Oh, is it oolong?" he said happily, sliding onto the couch next to Aizawa. He couldn't quite sit next to him – Sora had reclaimed her spot again.

Aizawa handed a cup to Midoriya, who accepted it with a quiet murmur of thanks. He sipped his tea and ran a hand along Sora's belly, scratching her chin.

Aizawa kept grading, not really noticing when Midoriya got up to get his notebooks to scribble in, or when he tidied the kitchen, or the texts he received and sent with a ping, until Midoriya curled up into him and rested his chin on his shoulder, yawning into his ear. He smelled of soap and the first aid cream Aizawa had used, and a tiny trace of oolong.

"That bad, huh?" He indicated the red slashes across the paper that Aizawa was holding. His hands snuck around Aizawa and laced around his belly. Aizawa shifted over until he was resting back against Midoriya's solid chest.

"You wouldn't believe how many students ignore the basic education classes," he said.

"They're just excited to be heroes," Midoriya said.

"They're not heroes yet," Aizawa said. "And they won't be if they don't take these classes seriously."

Midoriya chuckled softly in his ear. "Maybe they just need some inspiration," he said, slowly. Aizawa could see the plan unfolding in his brain and hurried to stop it.

"No."

"A motivational speaker."

"Absolutely not."

"A professional hero - "

"I'm a professional hero."

"In the top ten – "

"Oh, so Todoroki, then?" Aizawa said dryly.

"Sensei!" Midoriya said, mock hurt. "How could you?"

"You're right. Bakugou's the better choice."

Midoriya spluttered with laughter. "No way – he'll scare the crap out of them!"

"Saves me the work."

Midoriya was shaking with laughter, head buried in Aizawa's long hair. "I bet he'd love it. Talking to all the students, seeing the teachers again."

Aizawa put down his papers and his pen. He stroked his fingers across Midoriya's rough, scarred knuckles.

"He liked school."

Aizawa figured as much. Bakugou never liked to show his true feelings, though, except to a very select few. "So did you."

Midoriya tightened his grip, pulling Aizawa closer to him. "I did." He breathed in and out, breath stirring Aizawa's hair.

Aizawa was never one to hold on to regrets, or harbor secret worries and let them eat at him. He occasionally wondered if Midoriya liked him because he loved to be praised, to be successful in passing a trial, but Aizawa had never been overly gentle with him – he'd told Midoriya he expected him to fail upon their first meeting, after all. Of course, Midoriya had proven himself over and over again, and Aizawa had taught him as best he could, had supplemented All Might's not-so-secret training, so it was probably not the teacher relationship that Midoriya clung to.

It was probably just him.

Aizawa hoped.

As if sensing his thoughts, Midoriya blurted out, "I – I like you, Shoto." His first name rolled awkwardly off his tongue, but it made Aizawa smile.

"I like you too." Aizawa shifted around until he was facing Midoriya, displacing Sora as he did so, who leapt off the couch with a disgruntled yowl. Midoriya was blushing, freckles standing out against the red of his cheeks, nervousness apparent. He hesitantly slid his arms around Aizawa's waist.

"I like you," he whispered again, mouth stretching into a goofy grin that should probably be illegal, for the way it made Aizawa's cold, black heart melt.

"That's good," Aizawa said, dipping his head. "Since we live together."

"Oh. Yeah," Midoriya said, breath picking up in anticipation.

"In this apartment." Aizawa drew closer. There was a slight bump on Midoriya's nose from a previous break, before they'd gotten together, in that nebulous time between graduation and Midoriya's professional hero debut. After seeing Midoriya almost daily for nearly three years, he'd disappeared into the working world, and then reappeared years later in a flurry of media attention following an epic villain vanquishing, and Aizawa still remembered the shock of seeing him grown-up, not just in breadth of shoulder – Midoriya was so dense and compact, several inches shorter but weighing nearly thirty pounds more than Aizawa – but in attitude, dedication, seriousness in making the world a better place for everyone.

"Uh huh." Midoriya's eyes honed in on Aizawa's lips, sliding half-way shut.

"With our two cats." Aizawa hovered the barest distance from him. "And a – "

Midoriya closed the distance, pressing their lips together. Aizawa closed his eyes and let the feel of Midoriya's lips, his hands, sweep through him. He lifted his hand and slid it along Midoriya's jaw to the back of his head, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

"Couch we just bought together," Aizawa finished languidly, after Midoriya pulled back, resting his forehead against Aizawa's.

Midoriya grinned. "So we did. Have we really used it together, though?" He said, hand creeping down past Aizawa's shirt to brush against bare skin. "Is it really ours?"

Aizawa was amused. "Aren't you tired?" He said, arching slightly closer as Midoriya slid the entirety of his palm against his back. "I have to finish grading papers." He wasn't convinced of his own argument.

"Well..." Midoriya's other hand slid down to palm Aizawa's ass. "Plus Ultra?" he said, breathlessly.

Aizawa stiffened. "You," he warned.

Midoriya started to laugh, and he swept Aizawa onto his back on the couch.

"Don't ever say that in this context again." Aizawa glared, though he let Midoriya lean over him and press a kiss to the scar under his eye.

"No promises," Midoriya said, voice bright with uncontained laughter, and proceeded to break the couch in with Aizawa's help.

Re: Aizawa/Midoriya - Domestic Life

(Anonymous) - 2019-03-27 23:58 (UTC) - Expand

Inasa has seen on the news the new "dynamic duo" on Endeavor and Hawks, and, while he's so excited his favorite hero is doing so well, he;s seething with jealousy over the fact that Hawks is besides him on everything

By a stroke of luck, and Endeavor remembering him, he manages to get an internship in Endeavor's office. Now he gets to see Endeavor much more often, but this also means that he also gets to see Hawks, who's always visiting.

Its an immediate rivalry between the two of them, as they try to get all the attention of an oblivious Endeavor.

+I'm fine with sex if you want, tho I do prefer bottom Endeavor.

Inko Midoriya's a little bit sensitive about her weight. All Might doesn't care; he likes there's a lot of her to cuddle and love.

Ok so I backread pretty much the entire kink meme and haven’t seen this, so here we are!

Basically, Ochako gets kidnapped by the League. When and how it happens is up to you, all I request is that she’s still a UA student. After realizing she’s not really any use as a source of information, the villains decide she can be used as a tool to destroy the morale of the up-and-coming heroes. And so, she’s left to Toga’s devices. What happens, exactly?

That’s easy! Toga sets up a camera and violently rapes Ochako while disguised as Deku.

Whether or not all of Class 1-A/the pros/etc receives the film is up to you, but I’d at least like our poor broccoli boy to be made to see someone wearing his skin while raping his best friend. If Ochako is eventually rescued, some H/C and recovery with her trying so desperately to look Izuku in the eye or hear his voice without wanting to scream would be a huge plus. I’m completely neutral on (actual, non-Toga related) Izuocha, so if you wanna include that, go ahead!

+ Toga verbally humiliates Ochako with Deku’s cheerful voice, calling her a slut/cocksleeve/etc.
++ If returned, Ochako is her normal smiley self, desperately hiding the fact that she’s extremely traumatized to not trouble her classmates.
+++ For the second part: someone who isn’t Izuku sees right through that bullshit, having been a sexual assault victim themselves (it could be anyone you want here, though an unexpected classmate would be cool), and are a pillar of support for her throughout the recovery.

The sex can be as brutal as you want (the more painful, the better! I’m sorry Ochako I swear you’re still my best girl), but please no permanent disabling such as amputation, paralyzing, etc.

Seconded to hell and back.

Izuku discovers he’s had a quirk this whole time, and it throws his relationships with people for a loop. His quirk is the ability to amplify an emotion in people, and he’s been using it unconsciously for most of his life. It’s subtle but gets stronger with enxtend use.

It’s why all of class 1-A is so extra, eveything they feel is being slowly amplified. Particularly, this changes everything with Katsuki. When he started to think Deku was looking down on him, Deku’s quirk made that even worse. He was always kind of brash, but he’s probably have turned out more like prototype Katsuki otherwise.

Izuku’s absolutely horrified to realize that in a sense, he really is the reason for the fallout with his best friend.

Katsuki isn’t doing much better, not at all sure what to do with the fact that his simmering anger at everything, especially Deku, was all for nothing. And with Izuku now keeping a tight lid on his power, he doesn’t know what to make of his actual feelings towards him.

I am in awe of this prompt. I would sooooo enjoy a fill.

Re: BakuDeku, Izuku’s always had an emotion based quirk that he’s unknowingly been using for yea

(Anonymous) - 2018-11-19 17:04 (UTC) - Expand

Like a female spider and the serial killer she is, Toga kills her victims while she's fucking them

Death is inevitable when you're a hero. I want the kids to be hit with that reality. Bakugou is killed and there's nothing anyone can do about it.

I don't want this to be a quick, painless death either, by the way. And I want Bakugou as well as the other students to react the way 15-17 year olds would realistically react.

Aside from that, details are up to filler. I don't care how old they are, who the killer is, or anything like that.

Yo yo yo! It will be months before I’m able to write this so it’s not really a claim, but I am working on a fix like this, where Bakugo dies really awfully and then focusing on the trauma of an entire class seeing, guilt from everyone around him, and the sadness that follows somebody dying far too young. I’ll link it when it’s posted to my ao3!

Re: class 1-a + forced to watch bakugou die (op)

(Anonymous) - 2018-07-27 00:00 (UTC) - Expand

I want Todoroki to be in utter denial about how much he loves the fact that his new boyfriend Inasa towers over him. He's used to feeling like the dominant one. Needless to say Inasa makes sure he comes to terms with it fast.

Bottom Todoroki, wreck him gently.

Damn, yes! Seconding this so hard!

Re: Inatodo, size difference

(Anonymous) - 2018-09-21 18:19 (UTC) - Expand

have you seen deku's upgraded hero outfit? those sleeves and... well, he's basically wearing thigh-highs, let's be real. it's so hot.

I want him to get fucked by any guy while wearing ONLY his sleeves/gloves plus the thigh-highs. the other guy is asking for deku to wear only those bc it's his kink. deku is flustered but complies.

preferably bakugou, but anyone is good really.

Two heroes are trapped together and believe they're about to die - so they might as well act on their unspoken feelings and sexual tension. Passionate, no-holds-barred, wreck everything sex. Just about any ship will work, although no BakuTodo or TodoMomo (just not my thing).

would Momojirou or Kamisero work for you?

Re: any ship: about-to-die sex

(Anonymous) - 2018-07-10 23:32 (UTC) - Expand

Bakugou is forced to take care of an unconscious deku after he is affected by a quirk. Bakugou is initally annoyed- but he realizes just how much he wants to fuck deku's sleeping body. He takes advantage of the situation. Deku wakes up at some point during the act.

+Bakugou dirty talk
++deku waking up and panicking, fight back, etc
+++baku internal conflict, what he knows is wrong vs what he wants

Going to write this asap. I need this badly. Good prompt!

Edited 2018-07-11 04:43 (UTC)

Re: bakudeku, noncon somnophilia

(Anonymous) - 2020-06-19 01:29 (UTC) - Expand

Todoroki has a lot of fangirls and fanboys and so Bakugou came to terms with it early on in their relationship. It can't be helped as half and half is pretty good looking after all. There's no point in getting jealous or he'll end up being jealous 24/7. On the other hand Todoroki doesn't have to feel jealous because most people are intimidated by Bakugou and those who aren't are put off by his potty mouth and general personality.

So when an intern in Bakugou's agency starts showing more than friendly interest in Bakugou Todoroki starts to feel jealous. He can't put a name to these feelings and ends up embarrassing himself & Bakugou several times.

+ I just want to see a flustered Todoroki
+Bakugou wondering why his bf is behaving so fucking weirdly
+Someone else has to point out to Todoroki that what he's feeling is jealousy
+make it as hilarious as possible.

oooh seconded!

Re: Todoroki x Bakugou, Established Relationship, Jealousy,

(Anonymous) - 2018-07-11 01:18 (UTC) - Expand

Basically, both Tetsutetsu and Bakugou want to be Kirishima's Sugar Daddy. They buy him clothes, food, everytime they hang out with him, and even as presents for him. However, they eventually realize that the other is doing the same, and now fight by way of buying more expensive shit to Kirishima

Kirishima is totally oblivious to it, just thinks his bros are being considerate, if a little too much

HELL YEAH HELL YEAH SECONDED AF

Re: Tetsutetsu/Kirishima/Bakugou- Sugar Daddy fight

(Anonymous) - 2018-10-19 02:09 (UTC) - Expand

Izuku injures himself once again overdoing it. Iida and Ochako decide they must teach him a lesson by edging him, making him shake and cry with the need to come until he's begging.

Omg yes. Seconded.

BakuDeku Food Wars AU

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FemIzuku BkDk - Abusive Boyfriend

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Endeavor/Hawks: Chestworship

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momo yaoyorozu/mei hatsume

underage Deku, age gap, glory holes/anonymous sex

[FILL] underage Deku, age gap, glory holes/anonymous sex

Izuku/Spinner +Sexing Your Way Out Of A Kidnapping+

Dabi / Shigaraki - virginity loss

Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex

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Izuku/Mirio - Spanking

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Dabi/Shouto, villain!Shouto (incest, possible underage)

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Kamibowl, A/B/O, gangbang

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Aizawa/Midoriya - Domestic Life

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Inasa/Endeavor/Hawks- Fighting over their idol

Inko/All Might, BBW

OchaToga (Non-con, filming, disguised as Deku, possible H/C and recovery)

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BakuDeku, Izuku’s always had an emotion based quirk that he’s unknowingly been using for years

Re: BakuDeku, Izuku’s always had an emotion based quirk that he’s unknowingly been using for yea

Himiko Toga/Izuku Midoriya, necrophilia

class 1-a + forced to watch bakugou die

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Inatodo, size difference

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deku/anyone; hero outfit kink

any ship: about-to-die sex

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bakudeku, noncon somnophilia

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Todoroki x Bakugou, Established Relationship, Jealousy,

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Tetsutetsu/Kirishima/Bakugou- Sugar Daddy fight

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Ochako/Izuku/Iida, edging and begging, orgasm denial

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