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black whip (i forgot to post it here)

The Moment It Changed

Pairing: Pro Hero!Izuku Midoriya/Deku x pro hero!reader

Genre: Fluff

WC: 508

Event: Matching March by: @monthlywritingchallenges

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Note: I honestly love how this story turned out other than how it ended as I know that I could've come up with a better ending or even make it longer than it is. But since I was kind of on a time crunch with trying to get it done by today as I worked on it last night, I didn't have the time to make the ending better than what it is.

Anyway, I hope you guys like it and enjoy!

The moment that you realized that your feelings for Izuku Midoriya had changed from liking him as a long-time friend to something more was when he had saved your life while fighting a villain with Super Strength.

You were holding your own against the villain for a good while until you were distracted by the civilians nearby.

That had caused the villain to grab you by the throat and lifting you up into the air.

You struggle against his grip on you, but to no avail.

"Seems like this'll be your final fight, lil hero." the villain chuckles menacingly.

You're about to reply with something snide, only to get interrupted by the villain getting punched in the face, hard.

With the villain not holding you by the throat anymore, you gasp for air as you fall to the ground.

After a moment, you catch your breath, and once you do, you look up to see Izuku standing in front of you in between you and the villain.

"Izuku..." you whisper as you stare up at him.

You saying his name seems to catch his attention as he turns his face so that he's looking back at you.

"(Y/N), you alright?" he asks you, clearly worried.

"Yeah... I'm alright." you respond with a nod just as you see the villain get back up to his feet. "Thank you for that, by the way."

"You're welcome," he says back to you, all the while giving you a smile that makes your heartflutter.

"Well, well, well," the villain says causing both you and Izuku to turn to him again. "if it isn't the future number 1 hero."

"Seems like you were expecting me." Izuku says to him.

"Well, obviously," the villain chuckles, his eyes moving to look from Izuku to you. "I figured you'd come to (H/N)'s rescue like you always seem to."

"Is that so?" Izuku asks and you see his fists clench in anger.

"Well then, you got your wish." he continues as black and green wisps of energy start appearing around him.

"Izuku," you call out. "Let me help you."

"No (Y/N)," he says, his eyes not leaving the villain.

"You need to get those civilians out of here and get them to safety."

"But-" you try and protest, but he cuts you off.

"Just go!" he commands to which you obey all though you don't want to just do nothing against the villain, even though without Izuku getting here when he had, you would've been a goner by now.

You grunt as you get to your feet, your body sore and achy. "Just be careful, alright?" you question as you stare at Izuku's back as he prepares to fight the villain.

"I will, I promise." he nods, his green eyes meeting yours.

With him promising that he'll be alright, you make your way over to the civilians who have been watching nearby, telling them to follow you so that you can lead them to safety, leaving Izuku to take care of the villain.

THINKING ABOUT TIMESKIP! SHŌYŌ VERY HARD !!!!!!!!!!!!!

I NEED HIM TO CHOKE ME WITH HIS FUCKING BICEPS AND HIS THIGHS AND CRUSH ME WITH HIS HUGS PLEASE I AM NOT ASKING FOR MUCH I JUST WANT TO DIE BY THE HANDS OF TIMESKIP! HINATA SHŌYŌ MY BELOVED I NEED THIS MAN UP MY VAGINA RIGHT NOW I AM NOT ASKING

HE CAN MANHANDLE ME HOWEVER HE WANTS THROW ME AROUND LIKE A TOY I DON’T CARE I WILL EVEN SUCK HIS DICK FOR HIM AND I HATE SUCKING DICKS BECAUSE THEY ARE ew BUT FOR HIM I WOULD DO IT I WILL BEG HIM TO LET ME DO IT

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almost forgot how to draw them

@/kt_qf3: 気づかれないと思った

I just read your "rating pet name my wife gives me" It's so cute 🥰 will you do Hinata Shouyou?

HINATA SHOUYOU ✰ RATING THE PET NAMES YOU CALL HIM: A THREAD

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One more silly post after this before I make an announcement (>u<) !!!

amoreco

shoyo hinata x fem!reader

warnings smut, mdni, fic under the cut, brazil!hinata, thigh riding, semi-exhibitionism, poorly written smut, please do not perceive me, dom!hinata, did i mention semi-exhibitionism?, reader wears a skirt

the night air was thick–humid, sticky, and humming with the restless energy of the city. below them, rio pulsed with life. a distant beat of funk music thumped from a bar down the street, voices rising and falling in drunk laughter. the golden glow of streetlights flickered and touched it’s surroundings–creeping and crawling up to find anything to grab a hold up; however, up here, they were untouchable.

or at least they should’ve been.

he sat on the cushioned lounge chair, legs spread wide and shorts riding up his toned, tanned thighs. his skin was still warm from the days sun; the familiar mix of salt, sweat, and cinnamon lingered on him, spicy and addictive. it was so undeniably him.

“you sure about this, amoreco?” he teased, hands placed strategically against her waist, fingers gently tracing shapes into the soft fabric of her skirt as he stared up at her. there was a playful glint in his eyes, but the heat behind his gaze was unmistakable.

the heat between them was palpable, a charge in the air that was only growing stronger the longer they stayed like this. her heart pounded in her chest, and she swallowed hard, trying to keep control, but it was hard when he looked at her like that.

before she could react, he shifted, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he pulled her down, guiding her firmly onto his thigh. the motion was smooth, and as she settled herself onto him, the night air left traces of goosebumps on her bare skin.

she should have said no. the balcony wasn’t exactly hidden—anyone in the apartments across the way could look out at the right moment and see everything. but that was the problem. the risk of it, the heat curling in her belly at the thought of being almost caught.

and then there was him.

the way he looked at her, pupils blown wide, cheeks flushed from more than just the warm night air. his fingers flexed against her waist, impatient.

she gasped at the touch, feeling the warmth of his leg beneath her, the friction as she instinctively shifted, her core brushing against him. the sudden pressure was almost overwhelming, and her body reacted before her mind could catch up—tightening, craving more.

there was nothing between them but heat—bare skin against his shorts, damp lace pressing against solid muscle.

his gaze was locked on her, intense, tracing every subtle shift of her body. he could feel the damp heat between her legs, could sense how much she needed him, and it only made him tighten his hold on her, pulling her down just a little more firmly.

“you’re already soaked,” he murmured, spreading his legs wider, making sure she felt every inch of his thigh pressing against her.

she whimpered, fingers clutching his shoulders, but he didn’t let her move just yet.

“i didn’t even do anything,” he teased, his tone light, but there was a rough edge to it now, something deeper. his hands slid lower, slipping beneath her skirt, palms warm against the curve of her ass.

“hina—”

“nah.” his grip tightened, cutting her off, forcing her hips down until she gasped. the pressure—god.

“shoyo,” he corrected, voice dark, dangerous in a way that made her shiver.

then he moved her. slow, controlled, dragging her exactly where he wanted.

“that’s it,” he praised, watching her the whole time, watching her fall apart. his eyes—sharp, locked onto hers, completely focused on the way she trembled in his hands.

he was watching her, and she could see the desire burning in his eyes. the way his lips parted slightly as he drew in a breath, the shaky exhale of a groan every time she moved.

the air between them was heavy, thick with anticipation. she could feel every tiny movement, the slow drag of his hands, the way her body was reacting to him—like she was coming apart at the seams, but he was the only thing keeping her together.

“shoyo…” she whispered, her voice trembling, but he silenced her with a look, his gaze intense. she felt lost, like she could fall into him completely.

“i know,” he whispered back, his voice low, like he was savoring every moment. “just a little longer.”

she shuddered at his words, her body betraying her. she wanted more, to find some release, but his hands held her in place, rocking her slow against his thigh, making her feel the tension stretch tighter. every moment, every touch, pushed her closer to the edge without giving her relief.

“please” she whispered, not sure if it was a plea for him to move or to stop. her body, however, knew better. the instinct to press against him, to seek out that friction, was too strong to fight.

“shh,” he murmured, his voice deep and playful, yet edged with something darker. he tightened his grip around her waist and moved her just slightly, deliberately, forcing her to feel the hardness of his thigh against her aching clit, the pressure making everything intensify. his gaze never left hers.

“you’re so eager,” he whispered, his lips curving into a satisfied smirk. his hand moved from her waist to trace along her inner thigh, his touch light, teasing. “but you can’t rush this.”

her body responded before her mind could—her breath quickened, her pulse raced, and a heat blossomed low in her belly, spreading across her entire body. the subtle, teasing movements of his leg under her, making her grind just enough to feel it, only heightened the tension.

she tried to muffle a sound, biting her lip, but he wasn’t having that.

without warning, shoyo rocked his leg under her again, this time faster, more deliberate. his hands gripped her hips firmly, guiding her, pushing her down onto him with the slightest pressure, making it impossible for her to hold back.

“don’t hold back. let me hear you,” he murmured, flexing his thigh, forcing more friction, more pressure.

her breath hitched as she moved against him, the pressure building with each deliberate thrust of his leg beneath her. his control was undeniable, the way he forced her to feel every inch of him, making her pulse race faster, the heat in her body so intense now it was almost unbearable.

his grip tightened on her waist, his movements growing faster, pushing her deeper, and she couldn’t help but gasp as her body shuddered against him, her mind clouded by nothing but him, his touch, the undeniable force of his presence.

below them, someone laughed in the street. a door opened in the apartment across from them. a light flicked on.

she froze.

but he didn’t.

“don’t stop now,” he said, voice dripping with amusement, dragging her hips down again, making her grind against him even harder.

her fingers dug into his shoulders, desperate.

“shoyo—someone—”

“then you better be quiet, baby.” his lips brushed her jaw, his grin nothing but trouble. “unless you want them to know what you’re doing out here.”

her stomach clenched, heat coiling low, thighs shaking against his. her grip on his shoulder never let go as she rode his thigh through her high; soft gaps and grunts fell from her lips, just fueling his own desire.

and when a shadow moved in a window across the way, a flicker of light catching someone’s silhouette, shoyo smirked.

“told you it was risky.”

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