Trans Bakugo Katsuki?

Saviour Hyun Ju x reader✨

warnings: reader is described as afab, death/typical squid games summary: when you met the tall, strong woman in the games you never expected her to save your life, let alone you to save hers. *2.4k words hope you enjoy!! ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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Standing in the bathroom you stared at yourself in the mirror seeing the blood splatters drying on your skin. You quickly turned the water on and tried as hard as you could to scrub it off, feeling your eyes burning with tears. When you accepted the handsome salesman’s offer of joining these games you had not expected to witness a massacre. Your hands shook as they gripped the side of the sink while trying to calm yourself down. A few other women had come and left the bathroom and their eyes lingered, but no one stopped to ask if you were okay–of course they wouldn’t, this place was a matter of life or death, every person for themselves.

 Back in the dormitory you sat hugging your legs on the uncomfortable bed while you ate the small meal they had provided. You were thankful for something, not realizing how hungry you were until the smell hit your nose. Your eyes shifted around the room at the remaining players, seeing how some of them had grouped up and made acquaintances. Pulling the thin blanket up to your chin you tried to force your tense body to relax and allow yourself some much needed rest. Even when the lights faded out you found yourself unable to actually rest; you were tossing and turning all night, only getting a few minutes of sleep here and there. You were already awake when the lights flickered on signaling it was morning already. Stretching your arms you soon stood up and adjusted your jacket, brushing your messy hair away from your eyes.

Before you knew it was time for the second game–you were terrified. You had heard a man during red light green light exclaiming that he had played these games before, but you knew there was no point in asking him because either way you were screwed. Shuffling out of the dormitory with everyone throughout the colorful hallway you mostly kept your eyes down. The guards eyes burned holes through you even through their masks. Upon entering the room your eyes were immediately drawn to the two rainbows on the floor, and you laughed. People stared but you didn’t care. You laughed because how could they paint rainbows on the floor knowing people would be shot and killed, blood splattering all over them in just a few moments. Standing off to the side from most of the other players you listened as the voice instructed you to form into groups of five. Now knowing it would be a team game you felt your heart race so rapidly you feared it might burst out of your chest. How were you supposed to find a team? What game would you even be playing?

The sight of people beginning to group up made the urge to vomit greater and greater. You tried asking a couple groups, but they turned you down for a handful of reasons: they already had enough members, or because you were a woman. It infuriated you. The ticking of the clock down second by second scared you even more, because you knew if you didn’t find a team soon you’d be dead without even getting a chance to participate in another game. Even though you had voted X, you didn’t want to die without even a chance at winning. 

You considered giving up and just asking a guard to put you out of your misery. Maybe if you begged on your hands and knees they would do it quickly and painlessly. A few seconds later you saw a tall woman standing with a group and as you counted you realized they were missing one person. Now’s your chance. Quickly you made your way over to them, reaching up to gently tap the taller woman on the shoulder. “Excuse me,” you spoke, your voice small and weak. It embarrassed you that you sounded so feeble in this moment, now is not the time to be shy. “May I join your team?” you asked as you looked at the other members. There was a female with a kind face who looked to be around your same age, an older woman and a man who you presumed was her son by the way they held onto each other. The tall woman turned, looking down at you–literally. It surprised you to have to slightly tilt your head up just to meet the gaze of her eyes. She was muscular but still soft around the edges which gave her a strong, beautiful presence in the dreary room. “We needed one more player.” she explained with a nod, that made you smile.

You quietly thanked her and stepped a little closer to be with the group. You introduced yourself and repeated everyone’s names as they told you in hopes you’d be able to remember them. Last to introduce themselves was the tall woman, she hesitated for a moment before speaking up. “I’m Hyun Ju,” she said as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear. Her voice surprised you, not thinking it would be as deep as it was but it held a hint of femininity that made your knees weak. She was beautiful–no, she was absolutely gorgeous. It made your cheeks heat up and made your heart flutter with a different feeling of nerves. Quickly you looked away from her when you heard the voice begin to explain the games. You tried to keep yourself from staring at Hyun ju but found yourself randomly drifting over her.

The five of you picked which game would best for each player, and soon enough it was your turn. You were terrified. Linking arms with everyone made the realization that this might be your last game even more prominent in your head. As you guys began to play you all fumbled a bit, but it ended up being okay because you soon were crossing the finish line. You all screamed and cheered, hugging each other in excitement as well as relief. Soon you were being ushered back to the dormitory to wait for everyone to finish playing. 

You started to walk towards your bunk when a hand touched your shoulder, then soon dropped from its place. It made you freeze in your spot, slowly you turned around to see Hyun Ju. “You can come sit with us.” she said, nodding towards where your group were all hanging out. You swallowed trying to think of an answer, an excuse maybe? Hesitantly you nodded, stuffing your clammy hands into your jacket pockets. Hyun Ju patted the spot next to her and you shyly sat down. You remained silent and just listened as everyone talked among themselves; they mostly talked about their lives outside of the games and what they planned on doing when they left. If we even live to make it out of here, you thought to yourself. 

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The night went by smoothly; you ate your dinner with your new found group of friends and ended up sleeping in their spot so you weren’t by yourself. It made you feel good to be included with them and you expressed how much you appreciated it. Though for most of the night you were silent, only speaking when spoken to. After using the restroom and refreshing your hair as best as possible you soon followed the crowd to the next room. Seeing the round platform and rooms your anxiety spiked. Hearing the rules for the mingle game scared you. You weren’t fast, you weren’t strong. How were you supposed to get into a room quick enough and fight off any one that tried to stop you? You were surely doomed this time.

As the platform stopped spinning and the high-pitched voice called out a number you just stood on the platform, not evening trying. Part of you thinks it's because you’re in shock, but another part of you knows it’s because you’ve begun to give up on the idea of getting out of this hell. A strong hand ripped you out of your thoughts and pulled you into a room, and as you looked around you realized it was Hyun Ju and her friends. You stood there huffing as you tried to catch your breath when Geum-ja pulled you into a tight embrace. You hadn’t realized it but tears began to stain your face as you stood there silently crying, with your arms at your side in complete shock. Hyun ju’s hand gave you a gentle squeeze on the shoulder before turning to leave the room as the door unlocked. You went to follow everyone but froze when you saw all the blood on the ground. The metallic scent sent a wave of nausea over you and you swallowed to keep yourself from throwing up your breakfast. “Keep your eyes up,” Hyun ju’s voice murmured in your ear. She wrapped her arm around your shoulders and began to lead you out of the room. You walked with her and instinctively leaned into her side. Her body felt firm and strong against your own. Returning to the platform you stayed glued to Hyun ju’s side even when her arm dropped from your shoulders. 

The next time the platform finished spinning you were alert, realizing Hyun Ju wasn’t going to just let you stand there and be killed. She cared for you–or at least you wanted to believe that was the reason she saved you. You all ran into a room, quickly turning around you saw Young Mi had been knocked down. Hyun ju had turned to run and grab her when a man rushed in, pulling her in with him. She banged at the door as it locked and you heard Young Mi calling out for her, and you saw Young Mi’s eyes at the door. The reality of what was about to happen kicked in, and when you heard the gunshot and saw her tiny body fall slowly to the ground you rushed over to Hyun Ju. This time it was you who consoled her, wrapping your arm around her shoulders to pull her to you. “I’m so sorry.” you whispered in her ear, though you knew it was pointless. It wasn’t your fault, and there was nothing you could have done to prevent it.

The last round of mingle began and you watched as Hyun Ju stood on the platform with her eyes trained on the floor. Her head seemingly hung in shame, her hair falling in her face. “Two players!” the voice called out, and you hesitated for a moment and when you realized Hyun Ju wasn’t going to move you took her much larger hand in your small one. Tugging her as best you could you pulled her off the platform, through the sea of people and tried to look around for a room. Your eyes found an empty one and you ran as fast as you ever had before, still tugging Hyun Ju behind you. As soon as she was in the room with you, you slammed the door shut. You put all your body weight against it trying to keep people out even though you knew it was locked and no one could enter. 

The time buzzed, signaling the clock had run out and if you were one of the unfortunate people to not be in a room you’d soon meet your end. You turned away from the window, not wanting to see the shooting first hand. Your eyes looked over at Hyun Ju to see she was already staring at you. Nervously you went to speak trying to explain why you saved her, scared that she would be mad. When you opened your mouth to speak you found Hyun Ju stood almost flush to your body, and she reached out and placed her hand on the back of your neck, pulling you into a kiss. It took you off guard at first but you soon shut your eyes, your lips moving in sync with hers. The sound of the door unlocking it caused you two to pull apart from each other. Breathless Hyun Ju pulled you into a hug, her hands resting on your lower back. “Thank you,” she whispered in your ear, her lips brushing against your earlobe. You swallowed nervously and nodded, not trusting your voice to speak.

Hyun Ju pulled away and you looked up to see a small, sad smile on her face along with tears welling in her eyes. It made you sad to see her so upset–you could tell her and Young Mi were close. “I’m sorry–” you started to say but were quickly cut off by another kiss, this one shorter but just as soft as before. “Don’t.” her voice was more stern yet you heard it waver as she tried to compose herself. She turned to walk out of the room and you followed like a lost puppy, having to run a little to catch up with her much longer stride. You two fell into rhythm walking together back to the dormitory and as you climbed the stairs she reached out, grabbing your hand and entangling your fingers together. The action shocked you but you gave her a smile to show you were okay which she happily returned. “Thank you, y/n.” she repeated. “You saved my life, and you don’t even know me.” You laughed quietly and shook your head. “I really like you, I can't let you die.” you teased without even realizing what you had just admitted. Your cheeks burned red, but she leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead. “I like you too, and maybe once we get out of here we could hang out.” she suggested, and you saw her cheeks turn a slight pink color. Seeing her get shy and nervous made your heart swell. You nodded at her suggestion and as you two stepped in the dormitory you squeezed her hand. “I’d love that.” you answered, pulling her into a tight hug, you spoke, “You saved my life too, thank you.” Hyun Ju bent down to press one last kiss to your lips before walking with you towards your group.

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punches you (affectionate) Happy RIVALentine's Day! 🧡💚🧡💚

Dinner with Aizawa, Yamada, and Eri.

Eri: “Can I have some ice cream?”

Aizawa: “Finish your vegetables first.”

Eri, frowns: “Okay.”

Yamada: :(

Aizawa, leaves the room for 5 seconds.

Eri: “I’m done! Can I have ice cream now?”

Aizawa, seeing her empty plate: “Yes.”

Eri, happily running to get ice cream.

Aizawa, glaring at Yamada.

Yamada, mouth full of vegetables: “… What?”

Now about Tenya:

. Tenya is practically known for being punctual, but in an exaggerated way, since he always does everything to arrive at the place at the promised time, so much so that he is one of the first students to arrive at school. He ends up criticizing those who are late, only earning annoyance from his classmates, something he does not understand.

. Tenya has a huge idolization of his brother, Tensei. But Tensei is a little bothered to see his brother treating him like a god, he is always trying to get Tenya to stop this exaggerated admiration. This is also noticed by their mother.

. Tenya is autistic and has an OCD when it comes to keeping everything organized, to the point where he gets really irritated by people who are disorganized. A fact is that when he was a child, he almost had a breakdown when he noticed the whole room was messy after the art activity. He always leaves his belongings and clothes organized. He says he wants to leave everything ready for tomorrow.

. Tenya doesn't have a good relationship with his father, a former hero and head of the Ingenium Agency. This is because his father puts excessive pressure on his son, in addition to setting goals that Tenya does everything he can to achieve. One fact is that Tenya got an 8 on a math test and his api didn't speak to him for a week. As for his mother, she always wants to please him, and comfort Tenya while he cries and vents about his father's pressure, which always ends with her preparing hot chocolate and cookies for him.

. Tenya doesn't have many friends, only Ochako and Izuku at middle school, since he's always criticizing and trying to bring order, making his classmates tired of his attitudes, something that makes no one want to come to him to talk or ask him out. Tenya doesn't understand this, besides it hurts him a lot.

. Tenya always carries two spare glasses in case he breaks or loses the one he is using. He also always carries orange juice in his backpack during physical activities.

. Tenya does a lot of artistic gymnastics, which explains his muscular body and how good he is at jumping and falling. He soon gains a training partner (Izuku), since he also does this type of sport, requested by All MightStar.

. Tenya and Izuku didn't start off on the best of terms, as Izuku was incredibly able to answer questions faster than Tenya, and also got a higher grade than Tenya. This resulted in Tenya seeing Izuku as a rival, but they soon came to an understanding and became friends.

. Tenya is still amazed when he sees All MightStar in the living room of Izuku's house, especially when he sees him cleaning and carrying a basket of clothes. Izuku always laughs at Tenya's reactions.

What do you think? (Sorry for the long asks, I'm glad you're interested in my rewrite)

Hi @lorddog45 👋

I love how you're sticking to Tenya's Canon characterisation, making him a die-hard rule follower because he thinks and has been taught that it's both the best and right thing to do. I wonder how you would choose to present his conflict when he does learn that said rules aren't always the best at protecting people and aren't always the right thing.

I love the Canon focus on just how much tenya admires his brother, and I hope that with this admiration, we get to see more of tensei and how tensei feels about the hero world in general. Do you think tensei would try and sheild his brother, lead him to believe that nothing can go wrong if rules are followed? Do you think after tensei's attempted murder that he would be more honest with tenya and give him advice about the cruelty and dark truths of hero society?

The autistic and ocd tenya headcanons are to die for!!!! I always headcanoned him as autistic so I'm glad to see that others think this as well.

Tenya and shoto parallels!!! The strict father who holds way too much over the child's head drowning them in expectations that will most likely hinder and squander their potential in the processs. I am surprised that tenya still wants to be a hero after all of this maybe that's a nice contrast he has to shoto who until izuku convinced him and reminded him of why he enjoyed all Might didn't have much feelings to becoming a full fledged hero that would use both his quirks to their fullest potential

Desire for order and peace but also the desire to be seen as friendly and good clashing with tenya. Tenya not understanding how him simply wanting to do what he believes is good is harming him and everyone else.

This is Canon to me!!! Tenya does indeed carry and have a stack of glasses that he just knows he will need them because of the amount of times he has broken his glasses and he keeps a few bottles of orange juice that he sometimes ends up giving to ochako or izuku

Artistic gymnastic tenya!!!! Never thought of that but it makes sense and izuku getting inspired and becoming his partner is such a great idea and mirrors Canon how izuku was inspired by tenya's flexibility on how he moved his legs and started to incorporate that in his hero fighting style. I feel like ochako would join them as well and they would start to mesh both ballet and gymnastics

Tenya and izuku one sided rivalrly from tenya who thinks izuku is trying to one up him and also admires izuku while izuku just thinks tenya hates him and sometimes gets reminded of bakugo

Tenya being an all Mightstar fan and forgetting that his friend has all mightstar as their adopted parent mirror's izuku and how much he loves heroes and how izuku would definitely go into an analytical fan ramble whenever he meets tensei

Teacher!izuku coming home from work upset

You were sitting at the table working on your laptop and totally not playing games. You hear shuffling and a loud sigh as soon as your front door swings open along with the rustling sound of shoes and clothes being shed.

You turn to see your husband. His coily green hair tied back apart from the few strands that fall gracefully on the sides of his head.

“ rough day?”

You hum to your partner standing and meeting him before he makes it fully through the hallway. You kiss his cheeks softly, peppering many kisses along his freckled face. He groans slightly in your hands his face scrunching as you kiss him.

He looks down at you with his brows furrowed and a small pout on his face. He was still adorable even as he ages. He huffs out before he finally finds his words.

“ it's just...the kids were only out of school for a month- a month! and it already seems like everything they've learned has slipped their minds!”

You hum and hold his shoulders tilting your head to the couch. He understands exactly what you're talking about and quickly shuffles towards your sofa. He plops down still upset and still rambling on about his day and the kids.

He shuts his eyes yammering on and on, he doesn't even see you slowly get onto your knees. You reach your hands up onto his thigh rubbing it softly as you hum along to his words letting him know you're listening. Your hands trail up to his visible tint and gently touches it. You can feel the thick meat twitch at your subtle touches.

You're unbuckling his belt as he switched the topic to how people seem to not respect him anymore. It honestly saddens you, but you won't let him tread light onto sad topics for long; unbuckling his belt while pulling his cock out of his boxers and allowing it to spring free.

He winces at the feeling of the cold air brushing against the top of his cock. It jolts and begs you to be warmed in your mouth. You place small kisses to his cock and he hums deeply. He inhales keeping himself level minded as he continues to rant.

“ and, like I was saying; it seems like they don't respect me anymore. like no one does, ’ts not fair. I used to be a great hero and I get treated like trash.”

You sink the tip of his cock into your mouth humming around it and nodding as well, its more of a bobbing motion as you glide your mouth up and down on his cock. The vibrations making him groan loudly and place his hand on top of your head. His heavy palm not applying much of any pressure; just lying there.

“ don't deserve that, zu.”

You speak momentarily before slurping his cock right back onto your mouth. You hollow your cheeks to help him feel almost a resemblance of your walls tightening around him. The feeling of velvet pillow like walls snuggling his cock I'm between.

His breaths are changing as his brows knit together and his hips buck into your mouth. You relax the back of your throat to the best of your advantage for every time he thrusts up into your mouth. You didn't want to ruin this moment for him so you did your best not to gag.

“ you... you get it honey, ngh. fuck..”

He lets his head roll back against the couch as you use your hands to stroke the base of his cock that you couldn't fit all the way in your mouth. His thick cock littered with a vein on the side, you let your tongue rub underneath his cock and swirl around the tip of his head licking the slit and sucking harshly around it.

His eyes are fluttering to the back of his head as he tries his damndest to remember whatever it was that he was talking about. Mumbling and struggling to find his words.

“ fuck... I uh.. like I was saying, shit— what...what was I saying..?”

You smile to yourself knowing he's forgotten about what's troubling him. You use your other hand to run his thighs, flexing and tensing underneath your touch and mind numbing head.

He thrusts his hips up a couple of times before a shaky groan leaves him his eyes squeezing shut as he cums down your throat. You cough around his cock trying not to gag at how thick his cum is, the spurts hitting the back of your throat all too quickly.

You finally lift off of him and swallow as much of his cum as you could before being sprayed in the face with more. These were the consequences of not giving him head and failing to swallow it all. You continue to stroke all of his cum out of his cock, milking it all out of him.

His breaths were shaky and he was trying not to whine from the overstimulation, but he didn't dare stop you. You brought a couple of kisses to his cock before letting it lie against his thigh, almost looking like a third leg with the length and intense girth of it.

His eyes were shut and his breaths were heavy, you use this time to quickly grab a towel to wipe your face and his thighs. Izuku needed this moment to relax and catch his breath. You decide to make him a snack before heading to bed, maybe he'd need more from you once he'd gained more of his strength and composure.

being the bakusquad’s lil pup would just turn you from a brat to a spoiled brat.

@neon-gothicc this is for you specifically ,, since you encourage this!

bakugou’s doing agency work in the home office? best believe you’re slinking in with nothing but mischief in your eyes. he barely looks up, just quirks a bushy eyebrow in question.

“what?”

you’re so quick to press a kiss to his cheek, staining it with pretty sparkly gloss.

“well, mina and i wanna go to the mall-“

“go get my wallet.” he grumbles, going back to his laptop as you skip away.

sweet denki seems to always bring you home gifts. random things that he says reminds him of you or little daisies he’d picked on his walk home. he never eats without you, so eager to want to share his plate with you. you’re showering? he’s throwing your towels in the dryer so they’ll be warm. you’re sleepy? he’s rubbing your back until you’re snoring.

“kami can you get me something to drink?”

“kami can you grab my purse from the car?”

“kamiiii can i have the aux?”

he never complains when it’s you.

mina’s got a thing for dressing you up. she likes to pamper you properly. she gives the best massages and keeps your nails so pretty with fresh paint. she’s plopping you in her lap so she can do your makeup, cooing about how pretty you are. your closet is practically overflowing with clothes n shoes but mina will swear you don’t have enough. she also can’t help snapping candid pics of you every chance she gets. her camera roll is flooded with pics of you sleeping, laughing, ranting..you name it, mina probably has a pic.

she also gives THE best compliments and she doesn’t stop until you’re shy.

“come on pretty girl, one more kiss before i go.”

sero is definitely the one to go to for a nice nap. he gives the best cuddles and always has the best movie recommendations. sero’s room is like the best place to go to relax because his bed is so comfortable. there’s so many pillows, so many nice textured blankets. he’s got those nice light projector thingies that spills a kaleidoscope of colors along his walls. he’s probably an incense guy too, so it always smells so damn good in there. he’s pulling you onto his chest, rubbing your back until you finally fall asleep with him.

ahh i love him i love him. but you’ll have to fight with kami for his attention bc he’s there too!

and of course kiri,, he spoils everyone in the house to no end. sweet compliments and encouragement! he’s who you go to when you need the best advice because he’s never been one to judge. he makes sure you’re taking care of yourself: drink water, eat three meals, don’t leave the house without a sweater. even baku is sneaking off with kiri to have his daily moments to be open with his feelings. he’s the glue of the house, the voice of reason. and i love him for that.

hi there this is my first ever request and i'm kinda nervous lol

but i was wondering if the nsfw alphabet could be requested? if so could i request it with iida/chubby fem reader? & if not that's totally okay!

or if not maybe a smutty lil drabble where he's completely feral for chubby reader (i know he's very prim & proper, but just something about him going crazy/being a whiny mess for reader's pussy does something for my little goblin brain)

thank you & i hope you have a good day! 🍄

(Laser: omg I'm so honored to be your first request! I decided to do the drabble for now, but I'll definitely do the NSFW alphabet as well one of these days. Though, it's no longer a drabble, I really got into it. Iida really needs more love!

I hope you enjoy!)

Iida/Chubby!Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Dating a high-profile hero like Tenya meant that at least once a month, you were dressing up in something fancy and spending the evening at his side as you attended some important dinner or event involving other important figures in the industry. You didn't mind it, not at all. You were a sociable type, and you also worked with heroes because of your career in the hero support field. Half of the time, these events felt less like business and more like catching up with friends and interesting acquaintances.

Besides, you really liked dressing up. It wasn't often you got to feel glamorous, holed up in your workshop sweating over prototypes and making repairs. Sometimes it was nice to set the work gloves aside, wash off the grease, and get all dolled up.

Tonight was a charity gala hosted by Commission President Takami, and you were at Tenya's side like always. You were particularly happy with tonight's outfit. You bought a new dress that was a deep dark blue, almost black, form fitting, and when you moved, the light would catch on some subtle gold detailing in the fabric. You matched it with some killer heels and jewelry Tenya had gifted you over the years. Your hair and makeup was perfect, and you'd even gotten your nails done (a rare treat because of your work) which you had to stop from admiring every time they caught your eye.

You felt so pretty, and Tenya thought so, too.

You had to arrive separately that evening, Tenya getting held up with an incident that needed his last-minute assistance. When he saw you waiting for him out in front of the venue, he nearly tripped over his own feet. He had that tell-tale blush up his neck and to his ears and you watched his Adam's apple bob as his eyes flitted up and down your figure in your tight dress.

He cleared his throat, tugging at the tie around his neck as he took a moment to compose himself. "(Name)! You look...splendid," he said as he approached you, his eyes full of admiration. It was obvious he was struggling to put all his thoughts into one simple word. You'd clearly wowed him tonight.

You smiled wide, pleased that you’d blown him away. "Thank you! You look good, too," as he came to a stop before you, you could appreciate just how amazing he looked in a suit. It was a sight you would never tire of, how his broad shouldered, muscular body seemed to be made for formal wear. He'd coordinated his suit to match your outfit, and it made you even more excited to be dressed up tonight.

"Thanks, honey," he pressed a kiss to your temple, the contact brief and chaste. He often kept PDA to a minimum, it was just the way he was. You didn't mind, you understood there was a time and place for everything, and he was plenty affectionate in private.

When he pulled back, he took another moment to look at you, and his glasses did little to hide the desire in his red eyes. It made your heart skip a beat. He gave a little sigh, lifting his hand to brush the back of his knuckles along your cheek, "honestly, I don't know how I'm going to be able to focus tonight with you next to me, looking like this," he said quietly, almost as if he were talking to himself.

You felt your face heat up, suddenly bashful at the admission. But before you could reply, Tenya had his hand placed lightly between your shoulder blades and he was guiding you inside.

The rest of the night went as expected. Lots of listening to speeches and mingling, some catching up with the people you knew. All the while, Tenya was his polite, proper self. He kept you close, but his hands never strayed anywhere inappropriate, he lavished you with compliments and fond smiles but nothing too heated.

To anyone else, Tenya might not have seemed very affected, but you knew him, and you knew he was enamored by your appearance tonight.

There was a tension to him in the set of his shoulders, and a restlessness belied by the tapping of his finger against his champagne glass. His eyes lingered on you just a tad too long before he seemed to catch himself and look away. By the end of the night, you could tell he was eager to leave.

You two said your goodbyes and exited the venue, entering an elevator to get back to the ground floor.

As the doors of the elevator closed, leaving the two of you alone for the first time that evening, you felt Tenya's strong arms wrap around you from behind, the hard line of his body pressing against your back. His hands pressed to your stomach, giving a light squeeze.

You blinked, feeling his face press into the top of your head, his shuddering breath soaking into your body, "...Tenya?"

"Sorry, (Name), I'm just..." he took in another deep breath, pulling you even closer to him, his hands kneading your stomach almost absently, "I've been thinking about you all evening. It feels rude, but I'm not sure if I heard a word anyone said. All I could think about was how you look in this dress, all I wanted was to take you back home and do things I shouldn't think about in public."

You could feel a light thrumming from his body, a result of his engine quirk, a sign of his excitement. He grew semi-hard as he spoke, his arousal pressing against your back. His voice had a growing neediness to it, and in response, heat pooled, slow and sweet, between your legs. You licked your lips, resting your hands atop his, your thumbs brushing along his knuckles.

"Let's go home, Tenya," you said, hot desire coating your voice. You tilted your head up, back against his chest, and smiled up at him, "and we'll take care of you."

Getting home was sweet agony. Despite the promise of what awaited him at home, Tenya would not drive above the speed limit, ever the rule-follower. He didn't seem particularly happy about it, either, which made it even funnier to you despite your own impatience.

Eventually, blessedly, you made it home. As soon as you stepped through the front door, Tenya was sweeping you off your feet.

You gasped, your arms going around his strong shoulders as he held you bridal style and all but marched towards the bedroom. It never failed to turn you on, just how easily he could pick you up and carry you around. You were by no means petite, but that didn't pose a problem to Tenya. In fact, he seemed to prefer it in a lot of ways.

He laid you down on your bed, climbing on top of you and kissing you immediately. Neither of you had even had the chance to remove your shoes, that was how impatient he was to taste you. He covered you with his body, slotting himself between your legs. One hand cradled your face, the other wandered your plush curves. As his hips pressed against yours, you could feel his hardening length nudge up against your core.

“I’m sorry, (Name),” he murmured between his insistent kisses. His face was flushed, his glasses askew, “I don’t know what’s come over me.” His hand slid under your dress, caressing and squeezing your soft skin.

You giggled softly, returning his kisses, “you have nothing to apologize for…” He made it seem as though this was unusual for him to get this worked up, but it wasn’t. When he got in a particular mood, Tenya could become quite needy, and you loved him for it. You carefully removed his glasses, twisting and trying to reach the nightstand so you could safely set them aside, but he didn’t want to be apart from you for even a second, catching your wrist and drawing your attention back to him. You released his glasses, letting them get lost somewhere on the bed.

“I need you,” he said, such desperation in his voice, kissing from your lips down to your neck and cleavage, smudging your lipstick all the way. He pushed the hem of your dress, up, up, up, until it bunched beneath your breasts. His hands smoothed over your stomach, one of his favorite features of yours, and his hips rutted against you.

“Mmm…” you squirmed beneath him, your eyes fluttering as his hips pushed against your clit, stimulating you through all the layers of clothing. He was so perfect like this, so hot when he lost his composure. Such a sight was just for you, and you would hoard it greedily.

“Tenya, love, get those clothes off,” you ordered breathlessly, and he was eager to obey, hurriedly ridding himself of his clothing with your help. Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock, hard and weeping pre-cum for you, the way it begged for your attention just like the rest of him. You reached out, wrapping your hand around it, and Tenya whined so sweetly.

You smiled at him, stroking slowly, twisting your wrist just so, and he responded with a throaty groan. His engines revved, and he moved to hover over you, gently guiding you back.

“I need you,” he kept saying, your dress was bunched up even further, exposing your breasts, he palmed at one, “I need inside of you, need to feel you,” he reached down, giving the waist of your panties a questioning, pleading tug, “please, (Name)?”

You nodded, “yes, Tenya, of course, sweetheart,” you lifted your hips slightly and he removed your underwear while you removed your dress, peeling it up over your head without bothering to unzip it.

It felt so good to feel him without any barriers, and he pressed into you. A wet, delicious glide that had you both moaning.

“(Name), (Name)… you feel so good…” Tenya murmured, his face nuzzling into the side of your head. He had a firm grip on your outer thigh, keeping your leg secure over his hip. His other hand braced against the mattress as he began to thrust into you at a hurried pace, pushing sweet sounds out of you as your normally patient lover gave in to his pent up lust.

“Mm, Tenya,” you gasped out, holding onto him, panting into his ear, “yes, love, yes…!” Your body bounced with the rhythm of his thrusts, your head tossed back against the mattress, and you could do little more than let him do what he wanted.

His hands began wandering your body, worshiping your curves with his touch. He babbled nonsense into your skin as he pressed distracted kisses wherever he could reach. Sweat coated his body, and you marveled at each flex of gorgeous muscle beneath his skin.

His thrusts became more insistent, his hold on you tightening, it wasn’t a surprise to you when he came with one final thrust, filling you to the brim. Tenya held you in place, his own body still, as he panted against your sweat-slick shoulder. You panted beneath him, hands restlessly stroking his biceps, your pussy stuffed but still craving release.

With a long, slow breath, he relaxed, the frenetic energy from before finally soothed. He lifted his head, a painfully tender smile on his face as he kissed your cheek, “that was...perfect, honey,” his voice was warm, his hand drifting up and down your side.

“I’m glad, sweetheart,” you said fondly, letting out a soft noise of surprise as he lifted your lower body, arranging you effortlessly into an angle that you knew would have you seeing stars. You could already feel him growing hard again inside of you, his stamina like nothing else.

He looked down at you with a heated grin that made your heart flutter, “now allow me to return the favor.” He leaned down, folding himself over you, “let me take care of you, (Name).”

(Requests)

(The middle pic is the body type I imagine Izuku has, but like..teen boy..yk??)

So I just was thinking about something.

We all know that Izuku eats a lot more when he starts training with All Might, right??

Well, I was trying to sleep the other night and I came up with a scenario;

Masterlist

(Tw; body dysmorphia, insecurity, comments abt weight.)

🌸🥀

Izuku and yourself had made quick friends after you moved schools. Entering Aldrea wasn’t the most pleasant experience, the people weren’t the nicest and the classes weren’t very..exciting. The whole building felt stale with its stagnant color scheme and taunting, long halls.

However, Izuku was a comfort of yours. He was your best friend, and the two of you lacked a lot of boundaries to begin with. So it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when the two of you ended up getting together, holding hands in the hallways and giggling like love sick children.

However, soon, Izuku started training to get into UA, and you supported him with everything, while maintaining your own physical condition and strength.

Thankfully, the two of you still definitely had time together, I mean, you were attached at the hip, how could he not squeeze time into that busy schedule of his to see his best friend and partner??

As Izuku’s workout regimens grew harder and more intense, so did his body’s need for calories and nutrients. It was natural, he was, A. A growing boy going through early stages of puberty, and B. He was busting his ass with the training the number one pro was putting his body through.

He began to eat more, thanks to his sweet mother providing him with bigger portions, and you.

You carried around snacks like protein bars, granola, trail mix and other tasty treats for your sweet and shy boyfriend.

Izuku’s thin form began to fill out, and he wasn’t as bone-y as he used to be, his hips filling out a little more, and his stomach building a little bit of pudge on the front.

His uniform was growing a bit snug against his form, wrapped around him noticeably tighter.

And how were you reacting to Izuku’s softer, yet stronger form?

God it got to you.

The way you stupidly smiled when the two of you would hang out in his room, cuddling after a long day at school, your hand gently rubbing his stomach.

Izuku had always liked your gentle touches to his stomach, the gentle kneading of his abdomen always instantly relaxing him and putting him in a trance-like state. You’d always loved his body, it was the vessel that carried the sweetest boy you’d ever met, and now he was softer, warmer and easier to cuddle.

His sides slightly pushed out more, threatening the waistband of the pants or shorts he wore. Don’t get me wrong, Izuku wasn’t fat- no no no, he was still healthy and lean, he was just a little more filled out;

His cheeks were more round and boyish, his dimples now more obvious when his sweet smile spread on his lips, his back didn’t show his spine anymore, and he had a bit of padding right under his shoulder blades, and his thighs were a little more soft and full than they had been.

While you loved the new softness and cuddliness of his body, Izuku was less than pleased.

He noticed the changes of his appearance after Bakugou had made a comment about not only becoming your boyfriend, but getting in a relationship with the fridge.

God that hurt.

From that point on, Izuku was hyper aware of how his clothes folded around his softer body, he knew he was strong and healthy, but he just didn’t like how fat he felt.

The worst part?

He was terrified about your reaction.

You hadn’t mentioned the weight gain, or even batted an eye at it, and Izuku just hoped that was because you didn’t notice.

He went out of his way to make sure you didn’t see his body. Izuku wasn’t comfortable changing in front of you anymore, he would always (reluctantly) move your hand away, preventing you from giving him the heavenly stomach rubs you loved to give him.

You didn’t really pick up on these changes, until he started wearing baggier clothes, no longer dressing in the clothes he’d worn for the entire duration of your knowing him.

You only picked up on this detail because, for his birthday, you bought him a fitted All Might tee, and he looked..nervous.

It wasn’t like Izuku thought you’d openly comment and criticize his body, but after Katsuki and the other boys at school would tease him for his sudden (subtle) increase in size, he just didn’t want to face the thought of you acknowledging something he was growing more and more insecure about.

Today, you were laying in Izuku’s bed, while he rummaged around in his room. That’s kinda how things went sometimes, Izuku would just do things and you would linger in his space, it’s how you bonded.

You looked up at him from your phone, raising a brow as you watched him look at himself in his whole body mirror that he’d recently purchased.

“Izuku, what are you doing?” You asked, angling your head to the side as you watched him prod and inspect every aspect of his form.

The tension rose in his shoulders, and Izuku felt his heart snap in his chest. Oh god. He wanted so badly to ask you, to find out what you thought- the not knowing your opinion on his insecurity was killing him.

“Uhm..I’m just..looking” he mumbled, his voice hesitant and obviously thoughtful.

You raised a brow at his words. That wasn’t very helpful with answering your question.

“Well I can see that, you dork-“

“Y/n..am I..fat?”

Oh.

Oh no.

Your eyes widened and you looked at him with surprise “Izuku- what are you saying? Of course you’re not fat” you sat up, walking over to your boyfriend and gently cupping his cheeks.

Izuku guiltily looked away, his waterline swelling with tears. He let out a shaky breath and sighed, biting his lip “I-I’m sorry- I just..Kacchan and some of the other guys at school have made comments, and I can’t help but notice how much bigger I am..I have live handles now..”

Your heart shattered into a million pieces as everything slotted into place.

His weird behavior suddenly made sense.

He was feeling insecure.

“Look- I know I’m not as popular or attractive as the other guys at school, and I’m not eve super skinny like I was..I’m just terrified of how you’ll react..” he sniffled and wiped his eye with his wrist, trying to keep himself composed “I don’t want to embarrass you because of my appearance”

Your lips pulled down into a frown and you gently caressed his round cheeks

“Izuku..you’re not disappointing me or embarrassing me or anything like that. You’re my boyfriend. I love you. You’re so damn cute no matter what size you are; thin, thick, it doesn’t matter, you’re still my Izuku and nothing will change that- certainly not the judgment from someone like Bakugou”

You smiled softly as Izuku’s swollen tears began to drip down his freckled cheeks, his bottom lip quivering “you’re..not ashamed of me?” He asked, his voice shaky and unsteady “even with..how I look? And how your friends tease you for dating me? An-“

Izuku was cut off, feeling a soft press of lips against his chapped ones.

He blushed brightly as you pulled back from him, smiling softly “look Izuku; you’re my boyfriend, my partner, my world. I love you. I could never be ashamed of you” you gently ran your thumb over his freckled skin, a gentle touch that made him blush a little harder “I love you and your body, okay? Anyone who gives you shit about it can suck my dick”

Izuku smiled softly, his eyes stinging with tears before he tightly embraced you, feeling a little lighter thanks to your assured words and firm tone. “I love you, Y/n…what did I ever do to deserve you?”

You gently pressed your face to his neck, sighing softly and smiling a little “you didn’t have to do anything. You’re amazing as is, Izuku.”

Despite the lingering uncertainty about his body, Izuku felt so warm and content, a renewed sense of safety building in his chest and making him finally feel at ease for the first time in a while.

He knew, despite everything and anything, you would be by his side. Always.

EEEK I hope you guys enjoy this. I’m such a sucker for MS!Izu. I love him sm he makes me wanna punch a wall. I love him.

you have a nightmare // smau

characters: Katsuki Bakugo, Kirishima Eijiro, Shinso Hitoshi, Sero Hanta, Mina Ashido, Denki Kaminari

K. Bakugo °•`

E. Kirishima°•`

H. Shinso°•`

H. Sero°•`

A. Mina°•`

D. Kaminari°•`

A/N: This is my first time trying this, so I hope it's not too bad😅 Please feel free to leave constructive criticism or requests😇