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Deku Bingo 2k19

#threadsave #mywork nsfw sfw lots of different ships

BDSM Card 1A: Crossdressing (Sero×Deku, SFW-y)

"I can't believe you wore it," Sero laughs even as he whips out his phone to take pictures.

Izuku flushes hotly, even as he tries to pull down then hem of the skirt in hopes that it will cover more of his thighs. It doesn't work though, so instead he looks away. "You were the one who asked me to," he says with a pout.

"Still surprised you did it babe," he says, grinning, eyes riveted at the sight of skin peeking out between the bottom of the skirt and the top of the socks that he had suggested for the maid outfit.

"You weren't wrong though... if we had just Uraraka-san and the others as the wait staff, it would have been too much for them to handle... although I still don't know why I have to be in a skirt too."

"It's a maid cafe - of course you have to dress up like a maid!"

"But Jirou-san is wearing a butler's uniform!"

"Yes and she's going to be popular with the crowd who loves a gal butler but you! You're going to be perfect because everyone loves crossdressing maids! It's such a popular trope in manga and cosplay cafes!"

Izuku grumbled in response, wondering what kind of manga his boyfriend read for it to be 'popular' but didn't try to refute it any more, less the other hero in training decided now it would be a good time to educate him.

This year for the cultural festival, class 2A had ended up doing a maid cafe with live music, as that was the winning suggestion via lottery. Despite their attempts, Mineta and Kaminari were not allowed to influence the designs for the outfits and instead, everyone got to work on their own for the event. Most of the guys were opting to wear suits and nice shirts, to be butlers who helped bring their customers to tables or cooked the meals and prepared drinks. That was Izuku's plan too (with a tuxedo shirt that he found online even!) but Sero had mentioned that it was a shame that the girls would be the only ones who would be in skirts and suggested Izuku wear a maid uniform instead. And he did it! Seeing Sero's reaction, Izuku realizes that it was probably a joke.

"Man, if only we could get Bakuman in a maid outfit too - then it would be the wonder duo maids!"

Well, if he was going to be going through this in a skirt, then he might as well bring Kacchan down too (and yes, Izuku can be that petty thank you very much). "Just make it a competition - he's brilliant at everything but if you imply he can't do it, he is more than likely going to work twice as hard to prove you wrong. And it's not like it would be either of our first times crossdressing."

It's only after there's a prolonged silence that Izuku looks up and sees that his boyfriend is slack jawed in amazement. He has to think back to what he just said, only to flush hotly. Oh shit.

"Uh... forget that I said anything?"

"Oh no, you can not drop such a juicy tidbit without explaining that." Sero was not going to let this go. "I need all the 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴, the shows and whys. And you can not tell me that Mama Midoriya doesn't have pictures of this!"

Fuck there was no way he was going to forget it unless Izuku punched his own boyfriend and hope he gets a concussion is there? Grumbling and resigned to his fate, Izuku shook his head. "Mom should have some and probably a few videos but I think Mitsuki-bachan and Masaru-jisan would have more?"

"Who?"

"Oh, uh, Kacchan's mom and dad. It was their home we would normally play dress up at so they probably have most of the pictures still?"

"Okay you get out of that skirt now, so we can go and pay them a visit. I need to see the photographic evidence and then photocopy it for blackmail. Then after the cafe is finished next week we are going to have a lot more fun knowing that my boyfriend can wear some cute frilly panties for me~"

[This was returned for lack of BDSM content but it's still good content lmao]

Het & Genderbends 5C: Momo/Deku (Implied TdBkMmDk, SFW)

"Izuku, I love you but..." Momo looked at her boyfriend with a wry smile, shaking her head. "But you need a suit."

The green haired male pouted cutely (not like she would tell him that to his face - Izuku still got so upset when any of them mention his baby face). "I don't see why I can't just wear my work clothes to this." Still, he had yet to try running away so Momo counted it as a win that Izuku still followed.

"It's a party," she stressed, "celebrating the grand opening of our hero agency. You need to look respectable for this."

"Why don't Kacchan and Shouto have to come with?"

Because they have actual fashion sense and I don't have to supervise was at the tip of Momo's tongue but she went for the much more diplomatic "They'll help each other."

Maybe.

Izuku's dubious look showed that he didn't quite believe her but it didn't matter because they were at their destination already. Momo was getting him into a suit that was not the pin striped monstrosity from that disastrous first trip to I Island.

Their destination was an out of the way but very upscale tailor that the Yaoyorozu family had been going to since Momo was a child. She pulled Izuku in and flagged the attention of one of the consultants.

"Ah, Yaoyorozu-san, it's good to see you again. How may our humble shop assist you today?"

They knew exactly what she was here for today since Momo had paid them to shut down the store for anyone else for the next few hours, giving her and Izuku the time to try and find him the perfect outfit for the party the next night without gawking fans and spectators. She would definitely give them an additional thank you for acting normal.

"I'm trying to assist my friend, Izuku, in getting a suit." And it burned that Momo wouldn't outright say Izuku was her boyfriend, just like Shouto and Katsuki were, as they had decided to keep their relationship under wraps as well as they could. The media speculated - how could they not, when the four of them lived together and are now opening an agency together? - as did the fans, wondering just who was together with who.

The consultant nodded sagely. "Well then, we'll get on it. what were you considering for him?" And soon enough they're talking fabric types and colors and, on one hand, green is his image color but on the other he already has a lot of it, maybe we should work more on contrasts, all while grabbing pants and blazers to try against him.

Momo was rather glad that prices were not listed anywhere in the store because she was sure Izuku would have had a heart attack if he knew he just told the consultant that he thought that the 180,000 yen Tom Ford trousers that he was handed looked tacky.

/.../

Izuku was taking out his wallet when Momo waved him off. "But these are my-"

"You're getting new clothes at my insistence. I'm paying for them - you deserve to be be spoiled a bit," Momo stated with a smile. Plus, she did not want to have a row in the middle of her favorite store over whether someone really needed shoes worth more than an average paycheck (and Momo will unequivocally say yes, yes they do, especially when she found these perfect boots that give Izuku a sporty feel while still matching with the suit they got him). "Plus they'll just add it to my bill for my dress, so it's not like you're giving me something else to pay for."

Izuku perked up at the thought of seeing Momo's new dress, making the woman chuckle. "Maybe we'll do a little fashion show for the others later."

And now that her favorite tailor has Izuku's measurements, it should be much easier getting him into nice clothes.

Het & Genderbends 4D: Studying (Sero×fem!Deku, NSFW)

Sero watches as Midoriya mumbled to herself, flyaway curls pulled up in a ponytail to the side of her head and away from her face as she read through one of ther textbooks. They were supposed to be studying (and Izuko, bless her Plus Ultra enthusiastic heart, actually is) for upcoming exams but part way through Sero's own self study, he decides he much rather watch his girlfriend. Midoriya is so absorbed in her work that she doesn't even notice that he's stopped to stare.

Such a shame, they could be doing something much more fun than practicing for Present Mic's English exam. Then Sero gets a wicked idea, a bright grin crossing his features. "Be right back babe, gonna grab us some snacks okay?"

Sero gets a bit of muttering that might have been assent as he gets up and walks out of his room and heads for the kitchen. He knows exactly what he wants - he grabs a pack of tea biscuits, two bottles of calpis and another bottle - and then makes a detour to Kaminari's room.

"Need to borrow your bathroom for a sec," he says with no preamble. Kaminari looks up just as Sero puts down the cookies and one of the filled bottles and opens up the other two. He pours about half of the soda into the empty bottle before taking the half emptied calpis bottle into the bathroom with him.

"Dude," Kaminari says from behind the door. "What are you doing?"

Sero starts unbuttoning his shorts, trying to get his cock out at the same time. He was half hard already at the thoughts of what he's going to do to Izuko the moment she stops trying to study. "I got the perfect idea to mess with Izuko, but I can't do it in my room," Sero responds nonchalantly, even as he starts to stroke himself. It's awkward, sure, but he has a mission.

The sound Kaminari makes is doubtful. "Just make sure you clean up after yourself, I don't wanna touch another guy's jizz on accident."

"Oi, I didn't get on your case the time you jacked off to us fucking in my bathroom, you don't get on mine," Sero retorts with a chuckle. But still he does his best to make it quick, tries to will himself to cum but it's uh... hard (pun not intended). He used to have no problem with giving himself handies in bathrooms before but ever since he got together with Midoriya - perfect, little Midoriya, who is oh so ready to try any and everything with him - he hadn't needed to rub one out in ages. It's the thought of her with her arms and legs wrapped around him as he pounds into her that Sero cums to, doing his best to aim it into the opening of the bottle. When he comes down from the high, he sees he's filled up the bottle with the cum and calpis. It's a little frothy but it looks consistent throughout at least. Sero screws the cap back on, pulls up his pants, washes his hands and exits the bathroom, newly filled bottle in tow.

"You two," Kaminari comments as he watches his best friend grab the other snacks and readies himself to return to his room, "are a bunch of freaks." There's absolute awe in his voice.

"Heh, and that's why I dont mind giving you side dishes."

/.../

"Here, I've unscrewed the top already," Serp says as he hands his girlfriend the bottle.

Midoriya doesn't even look up, she just grabs the offered bottle, takes off the top and takes a swig of the mix of cum and soda, licking her lips to catch stray drops. The sight alone sends a shiver of desire up Sero's spine, and he is definitely not going to be able to get any studying done while Midoriya keeps drinking. Now to see how long it will take her to comment on the taste and then Sero could let her get some straight from the source.

Het & Genderbends 3E: Hypnotism (Implied NSFW, CNC, implied bimbofication, omegaverese, alpha!Ochako × omega!Deku)

"You sure about this?"

Izuku nods emphatically, almost bouncing in the chair. "I want to try it! I know you were joking when it came up but... it... uh," and her Izuku flushes hotly, looking away a bit, "it sounded really interesting."

That gets Ochako flushing too. Her girlfriend was just way too cute! She takes Izuku's face in her hands, careful to keep one finger from brushing against his skin, and makes the boy look at her. "If you really want to be my pretty little bimbo, all you have to do is ask!"

The brunette could actually feel Izuku's skin heat up beneath her finger pads, eliciting a chuckle from her. "Now just sit right here and I'll get it set up!"

Ochako steps away with a smile, watches as Izuku complies easily, staying in her seat like the good girl she knows he can be.

Originally, hypnosis had been something fun Ochako had used to calm down, a free way to meditate and relax after a busy day. And then Ochako found down the rabbit hole of erotic hypnosis. While some of the files had been fun, especially ones with stories, what really got Ochako going was the videos of people going mindless, of doing what they're told and to become something they never thought they could be. Looking like that didn't quite appeal to her, maybe she was just a tad too alpha to think that giving up total control to someone else like that was appealing.

But Izuku? The mere thought of her tiny, perfect little boygirlfriend becoming a blissed out sex doll for her pleasure, not by overwhelming pheromones or biology but because he allows his mind to slip?

The first time she considered it, Ochako could feel herself harden at the mere thought of wrecking Deku like that. She loves Izuku with all her heart but the green haired omega was... not passive or frigid, but... just a tad too anxious for his own good. He could hardly turn off his mind when they have sex and just enjoy it unless he was in the middle of her heat. Hopefully hypnosis would help change that.

The setup is simple enough, put Deku in a pair of over the ears headphones, dim the lights, and then press play on her computer to start the audio and play the spirals.

She moves from behind the screen, a bit to the side so she can watch the process first hand. Izuku looks so alert like he always is, doing his best to stay focused on the screen like she instructed, reading the screen aloud as he listened. But Ochako knows exactly when things start to click, when Izuku starts going under as his recitations start to slur together and his eyes begin go glaze over.

She waits a bit longer, watches Izuku go down, down, down until she's positive his mind will be pliant and receptive of whatever Ochako asks. First she turns off the monitor, studiously keeping her eyes away from the spiral, and then slips the headphones from Izuku's head.

The brief touch is enough to elicit a reaction though - - Izuku inhales sharply before giggling. It's not his normal laughs or shy chuckles, but an all out giggle fit that brings a smile to Ochako's face.

Well shit, now she definitely knows it worked. "Okay bimbo," she says, teasing, "show me what a girl girl you are!"

Izuku turns his gaze on her, not quite there but in a different way than when he was in the grip of his heat before opening his legs wide. He's wearing shorts but he's quick to shimmy out of them and his shirt, allowing Ochako to see her cute panties and bra, the way she was already wet and practically begging for a cock to fill him. Izuku moaned as he started to play with himself, the smell of slick making Ochako light headed.

God, fuck, Ochako can feel herself get damp already, her cock hardening beneath her skirt. She was going to ruin her little girlfriend, fuck Deku so good, maybe he'll become a ditzy, sex obsessed bimbo without having to go under the effects of hypnosis first.

//notes

I tried to add more, but every time work kept killing it Smiling face with open mouth and cold sweat

Maybe one day I'll write about Izuku getting wrecked on Ochako's big ol' alpha cock and showing he can be a slut without the help of hypnosis lowering his inhibitions.

On hypnosis, as fantastical it is in porn and stuff, IRL it can't actually make things you don't want to do. It can influence you, sure, but it can only work or build on a foundation that's there (or help suppress something).

Okay let me put a caveat. Yes, hypnosis CAN make you do stuff you wouldnt normally or maybe dont really want to do but that generally takes a lot of insidious work to change perceptions and things like that. That's bad. It's cool in fantasy but a gross thing to do to someone IRL

A good article about the kink!

Also I happen to be moderately to easily tranced. It is a bad idea to tey and look for spirals and other RISTs while work (Rolling on the floor laughing emoji)

I used to have a particular one I liked on my micro SD card but mine is having issues so I can't access it rn :(

Het & Genderbends 3D: Co-Workers (NSFW, Sero×fem!Deku, heavily implied ♂️!Bakusquad×♀️!Deku, sex toys, slight exhibitionism)

Izuko sits at her desk, working on the backlog of paperwork that had accumulated while she was out of the office. It makes sense to have a day for each pro dedicated just for paperwork but it was very, very boring.

That's part of the reason why she started this insanity.

"Looking good Deku," Red Riot says as he claps her on the back as he passes. That brief touch is accompanied by a zing of pleasure going up her spine and the pro had to stiffle a whimper. Red Riot's cheeky, shark like grin tells Izuko that she did a poor job hiding it.

The vibrator in her panties revs up the intensity for a moment before lowering back down to a management rumble.

Shaking in her chair, Izuko tries to get her breaething under control, in spite of the multiple points of vibrations. She has had a bad habit of... shirking paperwork until the last possible moment, preferring to saddle on extra patrol routes instead of having the little break of filing.

Surprisngly enough, this was one of Hanta's ideas - on days that Izuko was to stay in the office, they would play with her. She had a vibrating plug in her ass, an egg on each nipple, and then another was in her panties and depending on how she sits, it would pulsate right against her clit.

Each of the vibrators had remotes or bluetooth capabilites which were under the control of her co-workers, Chargebolt, Red Riot, Ground Zero and Cellophane. According to the boyfriend and fellow pro hero, working while under duress was a sign of a true hero and while Izuku enjoyed the challenge... Well, she also REALLY enjoyed getting played with.

Especially after hours.

Izuko has to endure a full ten hour shift of her friends and co-workers playing with her, from randomly upping the intensity of the vibrations when she gets up to get a drink, to changing the vibration whenever she stands at the copy machine. It hours of maddening pleasure, of Izuko trying to discreetely get herself off by rutting against her chair because their other coworkers can't know about the fun she is going to have later that night.

Rubbing her thighs together, Izuko files away the last of her paperwork and then gets up, heading towards the locker room so she can grab her stuff and clock out. Sero, freshly showered and back in civilian clothes, greets her at the door with a chaste kiss, the most PDA she'll allow while on the clock.

"Ready to go babe?" he asks with his signature smile.

"Just let me clock out, and I'll be good Hanta-kun!" Izuko proceeds to do just that, even as the vibrations between her legs starts to oscillate with every breath, making her knees weak. The moment the light goes red to show she was no longer on the clock, a hand runs up her thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Sero leads Izuko down to the garage levels and into his car but instead of riding shotgun, he asks her to sit in the back seat. "The guys are coming with us tonight, so we'll give grumpy-gou the front seat. That's not a problem, is it?"

"O-of course not," Izuko stutters out, knowing what that means. It means that the moment Kaminari and Kirishima make it to the car, they'll be groping at her, making her mewl and shudder in pleasure as they drive home. There will be snide, degrading remarks from Kacchan that makes her even wetter and the affably given praise from Hanta that can make her cum when said in his husky voice. It means, once behind closed doors in their studio apartment, there will be four pro heroes taking her apartment in every way that matters... And Izuko can't wait.

Het & Genderbends 3C: Bonfire (EndDeku, fem!Deku, 🔞, underage, traitors&villains!Todorokis+Hawks, mentioned character death, Noncon, bad end, not quite Deku centric OTL

...I have no words idk where this fuxking came from. I went from soft fucks on a beach to this.)

Shouto watches UA burn with wry amusement - he couldn't quite believe that the school went up as easily as a bonfire on the beach. Then again, the combined firepower of his father, brother, and himself might have something to do with it, three of the strongest fire quirks in Japan. He walks around the burning building, ignoring the glares from his former classmates, most of whom were restrained in quirk suppressing cuffs. Even then, they took precautions, spot lights over Tokoyami, a muzzle over Shinsou's mouth. Things like that.

"Todoroki!"

Shouto's head turns slowly towards his name, sees Iida, glasses gone, face smudged by ash and dirt, his red eyes glaring at him, or trying to anyways. Their class rep should thank him, it was only his good words that allowed him to be kept with some of their other classmates and not isolated and alone. "Yes, Iida?"

The other legacy student didn't bother to ask why he had done this, open UA to the villains who had been hunting them down, knowing that Shouto would just shrug and not give an answer. Instead he asks, "where is Midoriya? She... she isn't with any of us, no one has seen her at all and-"

Ah, so Hagakure was definitely still around then. They'll have to find her eventually before she figured out a way to break anyone's restraints. Shouto did consider his request though. "Well, I see no harm in showing you. Give us a bit."

The school, or at least what's left of it, after the various students who weren't killed or taken to the League for anything from noumu-ization to harvesting for their quirks, assembled in one of the fields, the same place where Nedzu had the welcoming speech at the start of every school year. For the first time in days, all of 2A was reunited, save for Midoriya and Shouto himself, who watched from the platform at the front of the assembled people. It was dangerous if anyone got loose, sure, but Shouto was more than plenty to take care of them.

The murmuring of the students stop as Mother walks onto the stage. Mother looks radiant, smiling wide at his former classmates. "I'm sure you have noticed," she says, voice amplified by the speaker system. "That your teachers and some of your classmates might be missing. Some have met their unfortunate ends during the initial occupation of the grounds of U.A." Like Snipe who Shouto burned alive before he had the chance to reach for his gun, "While others were put down for insubordination in the days that followed." Power Loader, who Natsuo caught trying to dig a way for the students he was with could get out. Hawks had taken him out swiftly once the alarm was raised. "And others, well, we have found some use of them."

The screen behind Mother flickered to life, to show a slide show of images, of Eraserhead being experimented on, Hound Dog being used to breed some of the older female students. It's a pity there was no sound, Shouto thought, knowing that the girls had cried so prettily, screaming and sobbing as they try to get their beloved teacher to stop.

Not like he could, hopped up on a potent cocktail of pheromones and aphrodisiacs, with a dash of chemicals to help subdue his subconscious. From what Shouto has heard, the man has been fucking nonstop since he was injected a week ago. Plus fucking ultra.

There's low murmurs, especially from where 2A is gathered because for all the images that showed up, none of them included Midoriya herself.

"And now my husband, who is busy at the moment, has someone he would like to share with you."

The screens go black for a moment before static is broadcasted, quickly clearing up to show his father, naked in all his glory and Midoriya, school uniform in tatters, showing off the swell of her breasts and tantalizing glimpses of her upper thighs in what, Shouto realizes is the family gym. A quirk suppressing collar is around her neck and her arms are strung up towards the ceiling, leaving her feet to barely scrape the floor beneath her.

Unlike the still pictures, there's sound this time. Everyone can hear Izuko pant in surround sound, hear the chains rattle as she tries to move.

"Do you really want to resist? If you put up too much of a fight, I might get bored of you, pick up one of your other classmates instead," Enji rumbles.

The threat of it makes Midoriya stop struggling, but her voice is still ragged. "Don't you fucking touch them!"

"Maybe if you satisfy me, I won't have to."

The two on the screen doesn't say much more as Enji starts fingering her open and Midoriya just stands there on her tiptoes, biting her lips bloody to try and stifle any noises she might make. It doesn't quite work when a whimper escapes her as Enji's fingers withdraw, the little gasps of pain as he starts to fuck her open with his cock. Tears start falling as she begins to sob but it takes surprisingly little time before they start becoming aborted mewls of pleasure.

Shouto watches in grim satisfaction as Midoriya gets unknowingly fucked on front of her peers, at how Bakugou burns in rage, Uraraka looks sick for a reason that's not her quirk as they watch what happens to their friend. The only one not watching or looking away in disgust is Iida, who's glaring straight at Shouto instead, hate that's almost palpable permeating around him. It's your fault his unwavering gaze says, that she is being hurt.

What does it matter anyways? That man promised, after all, that once Midoriya gave him a younger sibling, he would get to use her to give him a child.

Het & Genderbends 3A: Library (fem!ChisakiDeku, Implied NSFW)

Izuko walked into the library quietly, Eri's tiny hand held in her own as she pulled thr girl inside. The door closed on oiled hinges, the softest of clicks echoing throughout the room. It does however leave the two in relative silence. Izuko ushers Eri to one of the plush couches as the green haired teen goes to find one of the picture books she had placed within the library for just this purpose. Once the book was retrieved, Izuko went back to the couch, pulling Eri into her lap. The red eyed girl pulled the waiting blanket around them, leaving the two into a cocoon of warmth and fuzzy feels.

"All right, let's start. The title is King Mcroy."

"The bird looks funny," Eri said, voice quiet.

"Well, he's a king, maybe he's supposed to be?" Izuko teased back. She then opened the book fo the first page and began to read.

"This is King Mcroy. As you can see, he is a selfish king..."

Soon enough, Eri dozed off to Izuko's quiet murmurs. She was halfway asleep herself when a soft knock against the door frame roused her.

"What are you two doing up?" Kai asked, from the open doorway. Her girlfriend was all raw power and calculating sensuality, dark eyes.

"She had a nightmare so I thought I could get her back to sleep

Kai hummed thoughtfully, before striding further into the library. With barely a quibble, she picked up first Eri and then Izuko, who squirmed just a tad but settled down as soon as Kai shushed her. "Make too much noise and you'll wake her up." That was enough to keep her quiet as Kai walked into the rest of the hideout, intent on getting Eri back into her proper bed.

Once the white haired child was tucked back in, Kai picked Izuko back up and headed across the halls to their rooms.

"I was worried when you weren't here," Kai admited, placing a soft kiss against Izuko's green treases.

"I'm sorry, from the sounds of it, I wasn't expecting you back. I would have thought the meeting would have lasted longer in the night."

"Even at my busiest, I would never turn up the chance to return home to you angel." Kai dipped her head so she could kiss her girlfriend.

They start slowly, Kai had already removed her coat and plague mask when she retruned to the compound, so all that was left was her slacks and shirt. She had such great fun removing Izuko's clothes, a pale pink nightshirt, one of Kai's so that it dwarfed the girl. Next where the underwear, cute and white and utterly perfect for the quirkless girl, a testament to her purity.

Once laid bare, Izuko pulled Kai towards her, trading heated kisses that quickly become more, hands trail lower, fleeting touches that promise more...

And that's when the door opens. Izuko yelped, quickly pulling the covers over her and Kai. The older woman sent a peevish glare towards the door, only to soften when she realizes that it's Eri. She turned a bit so she could sit up, not caring that the young girl could see her upper body that was dressed in only a sports bra. She was decent enough. "What's wrong Eri?"

The girl clutched tightly at a rabbit as she looked up at her caretaker with wide, tear filled eyes. "I was hoping I could sleep with you and Izu-nee tonight?"

Kai gives an exasperated sigh, but she couldn't say no to the request, especially after several convnersations with her Izuko about how to properly raise a child. "Go grab me a water bottle from my office and then you can get in bed with us, okay?"

Eri nodded eagerly and then heads towards one of the side doors of the suite. The request gave them enough time to get dressed and back to sorts. Guess they could have some fun time tomorrow instad.

Het & Genderbend 3B: Froppy/Deku (Unreturned feelings, pining, fem!BkDk, genderbends)

It hurts, the green haired girl thought to herself, to see her so happy with someone else.

Tsuyu watched Midoriya-chan link her fingers with the explosive Bakugou, watching as both girls flush (Izuko hotly, Katsuki much more dainty, just the barest hint of blush on her cheeks) but keep their hands twined forever. It was hard to believe those two were together.

Honestly, Tsuyu didn't want to believe it, to think she still had a chance. She hadn't even been sure if Izuko liked the same gender at all (Izuko's crush and dancing around Uraraka-kun was cute back at the start of the school year, and that had Tsuyu pegging her as probably straight but hopefully bi or pan) up until she and Bakugou-chan had walked in, arms linked a little bit like they were now and an obvious hickey right below Izuko's ear, which Mineta had carelessly pointed out (perhaps Tsuyu had been too harsh on him, but she had just found out that the girl she'd been crushing on for months was together with someone that, if she was honest, Tsuyu did not approve of. So if she threw him a tad harder than normal, well, no one would complain except Mineta himself).

The fact of the matter was, Tsuyu did not approve but as no one has specifically asked for her opinion, she had, for once, kept it to herself. No need for her to rain on Izuko-chan's happiness, even though it was practically putting a vice grip on her heart at every easy interaction, every loving gaze.

It would have been easier if the two of them had been on friendly terms back at the start of the year, honestly, but Tsuyu distinctly remembered how Bakugou had sneered on that first day of class, how the explosive blonde had gone after the greenette with deadly intent on the second. Moments like that made it hard to reconcile with the shared glances now, the random meetups throughout the day.

"It sucks doesn't it?"

"What does, kero?" Tsuyu asked, turning her head to look at Shouto who stood next to her.

The taller girl was absently fiddling with her hair which has grown significantly from her bob at the start of the year, twining the white and red strands together into a messy braid of candy cane stripping.

"Seeing the person you want to be with, with someone else," she says quietly, before giving a wry laugh. "I might have it worse though - just my luck to find myself enamoured with two people who happen to fit together so nicely."

Tsuyu nods in agreement, albeit an unceasing one. Fit together was an apt description and one that Tsuyu wish didn't fit because as much as she doesn't approve... Shouto-chan wasn't wrong. Ever since their relationship took a turn for the better after they moved into the dorms, everything has been for the better. They rally their classmates, they create such good plans and tactics without having to consult each other, somehow always on the same wavelength and yet...

Her heart didn't want it to be so. She could look at it logically and see how well they are together, how much they love each other... but inside her soul aches because she never got the chance to see if she could have gotten that smile from Izuko.

"My sister has confided that good friends and ice cream is good for a broken heart. This would qualify I think, even if neither of us were really dumped," Shouto suggests.

Tsuyu hums for a moment. "Sure kero. Let's get changed first and then I can show you a good place near campus, quiet but with plenty of flavors."

"Wonderful, I've got my father's credit card too so I can cover the bill. Maybe we'll even bring something back for the lovebirds."

Crack 6B: Cake sitting (Gen-ish, BkDk-y)

Izuku felt ridiculous. Not just a lil bit of ridiculous either, like when he tripped but righted himself or fumbled for a word in class. This was the same levels of going to class in his pajamas or face planting after tripping on air because he's a klutz levels and he hates it.

Because here he was, sitting in the kitchen and watching a cake. Izuku understood WHY he needed to - it was Sero-san's birthday and as much as he loved his friends, Kaminari always tries to grab the cake as it's cooling to take a bite and Satou didn't have the time to remake it (nor should he! Just because the other student was the best baker in the dorm doesn't mean he should have to be cooking them sweets 24/7).

The cake sitter's an important job, sure, but it still was very, very boring especially for Izuku. He couldn't even do homework or analyse quirks using clips from HeroTube on his phone because (and Izuku can admit it) he has a bad tendency to hyper focus and it wouldnt be hard for Kaminari - or any other cakenappers - to come in while he was distracted and help themselves.

So yes, needed but boring. Izuku was only drafted because he had been the first person Satou had found who wouldn't eat the cake and he had to go out and get candles. Iida and Todoroki were out visiting family and wouldn't be back until later thr afternoon; Uraraka and the rest of the girls were out shopping... that at least took the second worst offender for taking Sneaky bites out of cakes as it was exceptionally hard to keep someone invisible from sneaking around. (Izuku loves Hagakure, she'll be an amazing hero once they graduated, but for as easy it would be to sneak in quietly, Hagakure is at ease within the dorms and never seems to remember that while they can't see her, she often times leaves crumbs when she's eating. Kaminari on the other hand... he seemed to only get sneaky when it was in regards to pranks or sneaking baked goods before they were ready).

"What are you doing nerd?"

Izuku turned his head slightly and was surprised to see Katsuki in the doorway of the kitchen, a half eaten apple in one hand. He was supposed to be out training with some of the others.

"I'm back, duh."

Oh, had Izuku said that aloud? That hadn't been his intention.

Katsuki gave an aggravated sigh, "Stop overthinking and just answer my question."

What had it been - oh why he was there! "I'm cake sitting!"

"...the fuck?"

"Er, well, some of the... um... more rambunctious members of the class has a bad habit of trying to take slices of cake before the party? So Satou-kun normally has someone help watch them."

"Sounds fake but if you wanna just laze around the kitchen, be my guest."

"It's a very important job!" Izuku retorted hotly, a pout at his lips.

"Fine, fine, I won't bother ya, but I'm going to be making myself lunch. Maybe if you're nice, I'll fix you up something too."

The blond entered the kitchen further, making a beeline for the refrigerator, intent on seeing what was available to cook. He sneered seeing the lack of ingredients but resigned himself, pulling out some noodles, peppers, and leftover steak from a few nights ago. "Which chucklefuck's turn was it to get food?"

Izuku peered over the top of the cake to check the class chore log. "Looks like it was Todoroki-kun... if you give me a list I can text it to him?"

Katsuki snorted, even as he started to pan fry the noodles. "Get ready I'll fucking dictate and don't you add your shitty processed snacks on there, got it?"

Sinkin 5C: Incest (Age Gap, Incest, NSFW, Nighteye/Deku)

CW: incest (unknowing on one side), age gap, underage, Nighteye is Inko's younger brother, I am upset that I havent finished my actual uncle Nighteye fics that I have half written but gave you fuckys instead.

Mirai ignores the looming appointment, instead listening to Bubble Girl's report as he waits for Mirio and his... Midoriya (it's easier to think of him as that, as far removed as possible best not to see him as Mirio's friend or All Might's successor or, worse yet, Inko's child. If he remembers him as 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 he can tell him no, no matter what).

And then the two are there and Mirai feels his breath catch. It's easier to ignore the similarities when he's pixel on his television, green hair in a mass of other students, but seeing him up close for the first time in almost 16 years shows just how much of his mother thr boy got, from the slim figure, verdant eyes and hair to match. His nephew is just as splendid looking at his mother, the most obvious differences is the lack of chest, the curls that likely come from his grandfather and a smattering of freckles across his skin.

He's so god damned pretty, just like his mother, Mirai wants to mess him up too.

It's all he can do to focus on the now, call him out on the mockery he's done towards All Might (Mirai wonders, idlely if this is who merch he's sent Inko over the years has gone to, if this child has been able to make her laugh like her husband has, will, seems to have failed at. The fact that this child is such an All Might otaku like himself eases something in his chest he's always worried about too)

It's a three minute whirlwind, but in the end, Mirai still took Izuku on as an intern (he was always going to do it, but he'll never be sure if it's for Mirio, All Might's or Inko's sake). He tells Mirio and Bubble Girl to leave once again, before looking at Izuko again, who was wiping away tears.

That was another similarity between him and his mother. Mirai walked slowly towards his nephew before crouching closer to his level and handing him a handkerchief, which was taken careful and used to wipe up the last of the tears. "Thank you, I'll wash and return it when I come back to the office."

"That's fine," he says quietly stabring up and helping the teen up as well. "There was something else I wished to speak with you about if you plan to stay at this agency."

At Izuku's politely inquisitive stare, Nighteye continued.

"Are you familiar with the term comfort sidekick?" Mirai chuckles as the tensing of the boy's shoulders gave it away. "I see that you do. Then you will understand that you will be taking up this role during your time here at Nighteye Agency, correct?"

Thoughts flutter across his mind, of how this could bite him in the ass. These kinds of sidekicks must be 18 or older, not student interns, it would merely take one word to his supervising teachers - any of them, as they would all know the law - or any knowledge of the statues himself to have it fall apart around him and -

"I-I understand," Izuku stutters out, redfaced and now looking away from Nighteye. "I don't have any experience but if it's something you and everyone else here at the agency are willing to teach me, I am willing to learn!"

Mirai can see that, at the very least, All Might has chosen someone earnest. Instead of speaking, Mirai leaned against his desk, unbuckling his pants. Izuku needed no prompting coming to his new boss and getting to his knees so he was now eye level with his clothed erection.

The pro walks him through it more gently than he dealt with the one sided fight mere minutes ago, helping to coax more and more down Izuku's throat. While not particularly girthy, Mirai's cock was long and thick enough that Izuku was choking more often than not, but made up for his sloppy performance by being utterly enraptured at the task at hand, doing his best to suck and lick at any part of Mirai he could get down. Soon enough though, the man pulls away, takes himself in hand to shoot across the teen's face, cumming in familiar looking hair and over those distracting freckles.

Ah, it's good to know that Izuku looks just as good as Inko did, covered in his cum, with the added benefit of those green eyes blinking open as he wipes it from his face. Mirai wants to take a picture but, just as it was in the past, it's too dangerous to have that kind of evidence, he just has to commit it to memory instead.

"You have done an adequate job for a first time. After your patrol tomorrow, we'll try again and see if you're good enough to treat your coworkers."

Sinkin 6F: Aizawa/Deku (NSFW-y, underage, age gap, daddy kink, bondage, aftercare)

Izuku allows himself to hang, suspended from sensei's capture scarf as the man continues grading papers. From time to time the boy feels a gentle touch on his knee that sends him rocking for minutes and it's only the blindfold obscuring his sight that keeps him from becoming dizzy and nauseous from the motions. Still he moans, wriggling as much as he can, hoping that Aizawa would take pity and play with him more, either by touching his cock or playing with the plug in his ass.

Instead after the latest little spin, Aizawa speaks for the first time in what felt like hours. "You okay there problem child?"

"Yes Daddy," slips from his lips, easily, naturally, and Aizawa huffs a laugh.

"You sure? No cramping or chafing?"

The fact that sensei asks twice makes Izuku bite his tongue from an automatic response, instead taking stock on how his body feels. There's nothing really wrong except... "My right arm aches a bit? But it was like that before we started so I think it's mostly weather related?"

Izuku can hear Aizawa huff but the man doesn't respond for a moment before he feels himself get lowered gently to the bed he was suspended over, the binds going lax enough that Izuku could move under his own power. But instead he waits, feels calloused and warm hands start untying him from the fabric although the blindfold remains on. Izuku hears a jar being opened but then he smells chamomile and ginger, which throws him for a loop. While they've explored with flavored lube before they had both quickly realized they preferred them over unscented and unflavored so it couldn't be for that...

Any further errant thoughts go our the window the moment a familiar and warm hand starts trailing up his sides, leaving an almost too hot yet soothing substance on his skin. "Daddy?" Izuku asks, voice thin and reedy as Aizawa's hands start exploring his arm, massaging it.

"Just doing something I would have done earlier if someone had mentioned it earlier," he quips back, voice not upset but rather fondly exasperated.

Izuku is about to retort that 1) he was perfectly fine to play and 2) daddy never asked but it was cut off by a little moan as Aizawa pressed just right against a stubborn knot of tension in his arm that instantly relaxed with his sure touch.

Above him, Aizawa chuckles at his little whimpers and moans, but Izuku doesn't care, just feels himself become go loose and pliant at the attention. It's not long before Izuku finds himself dozing off as Aizawa moves his ministrations up his arm and to his shoulders and back.

~~

Izuku wakes up and blinks at the evening light that bathes his teacher's apartment full oranges and blues. There's mewling at the door which means at least one of the cats must be up and wanting attention or food. The blindfold must have been long gone and he's tucked under the sheets, just the faintest whisps of the massage oil still in the room. Beside him, over the covers is Aizawa-sensei who seems to be dozing as well, the man's arm draped over Izuku's torso. The boy smiles as he idly moves errant strands of hair away from Aizawa's face, thumb lightly brushing against a brow smoothed for once in sleep.

He's not so surprised that dark eyes sleepily flick open.

"Sorry that our session ended without me getting you off," Izuku says quietly, honestly. He had been looking forward to maybe sucking Aizawa off while he hung from the ceiling, reliant on the other man to use him as he wanted to.

"I enjoyed myself," Aizawa says in response. "There's more to our relationship than just sex," the older grouses even as he rolls over to get up so he can attend to the insistent feline on the other side of the door.

Izuku smiles to himself, feeling warm and full of love for this man. "Yeah, I know."

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