Prompt 28: “You’re Hot, You’re Just Intolerable”

prompt 28 (i think??) with atsumu and maybe like a bar to hookup situation?? honestly anything is fine but that’s just the idea i had

300 Follower Event

Miya Atsumu

Prompt 28: “You’re hot, you’re just intolerable”

this fic was part of my 300 follower event. check out the rest of the submissions here.

post-timeskip, obviously.

word count: 2.5k

content warnings: this is a genuine drunk hookup. if that makes you uncomfy please do not read. other than that, car sex. that’s about it.

the number of bar flirting scenes i’ve written goes up every single day and i enjoy each one more than the last.

really though, he is who i wrote this prompt for. thank you so much.

He was looking at you again.

The artificial blond with the dazzling laugh that you couldn’t get out of your head, who had been nursing mixed drink after mixed drink all night, was staring at you with dark eyes even as his friends continued yelling back and forth. He was handsome, you had to admit, but he looked like trouble. The good kind, but trouble nonetheless.

You turned back to the glass in front of you. You honestly didn’t remember what was in it, or how many had come before it. You were just very warm, very giggly, and very happy to be there. You glanced at the corner where another woman was fully mounted on one of the blond’s friends. It brought a goofy smile to your lips, but you shook your head and threw back the rest of your drink. The bartender looked up at you expectantly.

“Can I just have, like --” You gestured in a way that you were sure made no logical sense. “A big water?” He raised his eyebrows.

“You want a water?”

You grinned.

“Yes please.”

“I’ll have what they’re havin’,” a voice said beside you. You turned and had to lurch back because of how close the face was. It was, of course, the blond. His breath smelled like whatever lime flavored concoction he had left at his table and his eyes were a dark brown up close. Shit, he really was good looking.

“Get ready for a big cup of nothing, buddy,” you said. He grinned at the juvenile nickname and leaned his head on his hand.

“Nothin’ is everything in good company.”

“That’s not a real saying.”

“No. No it is not.” He smirked at you as the bartender set two bottled waters on the counter. You thanked him and the blond shot him a smile. You cracked open the water and took a sip, eyes not leaving his.

“So,” he said, plopping down on the barstool next to you. “What’s yer deal? You’ve been checkin’ me out all night.”

“If looking back at the creep staring at me counts as ‘checking him out’ then I guess you’re right.”

“Aw, come on. If I really was a creep ya would’ve told me off hours ago.”

“That’s true. I hadn’t talked to you yet so I didn’t want to make too many assumptions.”

“Yet? So ya were plannin’ on approaching me?”

You rolled your eyes.

“It wasn’t high on my to-do list. With how you were staring I figured I just had to wait.”

“I guess you were right about that.” He smiled and took a long sip of his water. “Tryin’ to sober up with this, then?

“I was, but now that you’re here I think I need another drink.”

“Yeah? Am I that bad of company?”

“I just don’t want to be able to clearly see that ugly mug of yours.” You tried to phrase it like an insult, but your smile didn’t make make it very convincing.

He wasn’t even phased.

“Lying will get ya nowhere.”

“Yeah? Could probably get me home if I made up a good excuse.”

“Don’t need an excuse. I can walk away anytime. Ya want me to leave?”

You held your water to your lips to keep from answering.

“That’s what I thought,” he said. He studied your face for a moment, amusement twinkling in his eyes. “I’ll buy ya a shot if you really want another.”

“You gonna do it with me?”

“F’course. Why else would I be sittin’ here?”

You sighed and swirled to face him.

“What were you thinking?”

“Somethin’ sweet-ish for you."

You shrugged.

“You’re buying.”

He grinned and waved down the bartender. You watched him as he ordered. He was actually remarkably polite and his wide smile seemed to work magic. The bartender who had hardly looked at you for an hour was laughing right with him.

With the blond no longer paying attention to you, you let your eyes scan the rest of his body. Your attention fixed on his legs, where his slacks were remarkably tight around his thighs. You had to wonder if he played a sport of some kind, because you couldn’t bring yourself to stop staring.

A moment later, two short glasses were sitting in front of you and he was ducking his head into your line of vision to get your attention.

“See somethin’ ya like?” he teased. You shoved his face away.

“Don’t start that.”

“Come on, sweetheart, I know ya think I’m hot.”

“You’re hot, you’re just intolerable.”

“Yet you’re still sittin’ here.”

“What can I say? I have bad taste.”

“I can’t say the same.”

“Is that why you’re still sitting here?”

“Only because you haven’t invited me anywhere else.”

“Oh? Think you’re getting lucky?”

“That’s not for me to decide. But for the record, you could tell me to follow you in front of a moving train right now and I’d probably say yes.”

You stared at each other for a little too long. Your brain couldn’t focus on anything but his face. It was pulled into a permanent smile and could see the tip of his tongue resting behind one canine. He probably thought the expression was attractive and, jesus, he was right. He broke your train of thought by lifting his glass in your direction.

“What should we toast to?” he asked.

“I’d say to good company, but it’d hardly be accurate.”

He grinned and clinked your glass.

“To horrible, obnoxious, very handsome company.”

You smiled and raised your own shot.

“I can drink to that.”

He winked and you both threw your heads back. As you set down your glass he winced and he stuck out his tongue.

“I’ve had too much to drink for that to be pleasant,” he choked out.

“Poor baby. Maybe you should head home.”

“If yer invitin’ me over, I might consider it.”

You wanted to glare but a giggle rose from your throat instead.

“You can sure run your mouth,” you said.

“I’ve been told before.”

“You think it’s charming?”

“Do you?”

“Unfortunately.”

He tipped his head into his palm and stared at you. The shot felt like it went right to your head. Somehow he was even more handsome the hazier you felt, but it might have been you were just more willing to admit it. You were about to make the mistake of complimenting him when he tapped his foot against your leg.

“I just realized I don’t know your name.”

“Do you deserve to know?” you teased. He scrunched up his nose and hooked his foot on the bar of your seat.

“Come on, I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t keep the smile off of your face.

“Y/n,” you said. He looked tired but grinned anyway.

“Miya Atsumu,” he said. He made a show of gesturing to himself. “You c’n just call me Atsumu, if you want.”

You shrugged.

"Maybe.”

He sighed dramatically and leaned father forward.

“Have I told ya you’re incredibly attractive?” he asked, gaze fixed on your lips.

“Not in those words,” you said.

“Well I’m telling’ ya now.” He poked at your leg. “I like the way yer face looks. I’d like to see it closer, but only if ya wanna see mine too.” His hand squeezed your thigh instead of poking at it and he looked up at you. He was still smiling, but there was a hazy adoration in his dark eyes that you just couldn’t look away from.

Fuck it.

You threw a few bills on the bar and stood.

“You drive here, Miya?”

“Nah. Did you?”

“Yep. Come on.” You began walking toward the door but Atsumu clumsily caught your arm.

“Nuh-uh. No drivin’ right now.”

You turned back around and leaned down to look him in the eye.

“Did I say anything about actually driving?”

You waited one, two, three seconds and his face lit up in understanding. He scrambled out of his chair and grabbed his coat. He didn’t even say goodbye to his friends as he rushed in front of you to hold the door, then eagerly followed you outside.

“I knew ya’d see the light,” he said, lightly bumping against your shoulder.

“You sure? You seemed pretty surprised.”

“I was just lookin’ at ya. A pretty face that close would shock anyone.”

“Sure it would.” You got to your car and after more than one try managed to unlock the door. You switched off the automatic lights and shut the door again.

“Can I call shotgun or does the backseat have the best view?” he said, leaning down to peer through the window.

“I could just send you back inside, you know.”

He hopped in front of you, nearly tipping over in the process, and leaned against the car door.

“But ya won’t.” You glared at him for a moment. He just grinned back.

“Backseat,” you whispered.

He made an excited noise that sounded a lot like a slurred “yay.” He popped open the door and slid inside, leaning too far onto the leather before pushing himself upright again. You climbed in after him and locked the door.

“Alrighty. Where do ya want me?” he asked, making a show of holding his hands up by his head. You laughed despite yourself and threw a leg over his lap.

“Shut the fuck up, Miya.” You grabbed him by the front of the shirt and crashed your lips into his. He smiled into the kiss, one hand rising to cup the side of your face. It was a little sloppy, or a lot sloppy, or maybe you just didn’t care. His tongue was in your mouth and yours was probably in his, but all you could think to do was push him farther into the back of the seat and tighten your legs around him.

His hands fell to your hips, then slipped lower, squeezing lightly and causing you to grind into his lap. He let out a short laugh that you were pretty sure was meant to be a sigh. You chuckled and bit his lower lip, then immediately returned to kissing him. He groaned into your mouth and pulled you closer. You dropped your lips to his jaw. He inhaled sharply and his fingers dug into your skin. You could feel that he was hard, and it was only becoming more apparent the more you kissed down his throat.

“Fuck,” he breathed. You laughed and returned to kissing his lips. You pulled at his belt, fumbling for a moment due to the haziness still sitting in your brain. He reached down to help you, hands only serving to get in the way. He broke the kiss, a small frown on his face.

“Wait. Hold on,” he said. His brows were furrowed in concentration as he carefully undid his pants. “S’that okay?” he asked, looking back up at you. You pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

“I think it’s okay, yeah,” you said, unable to hold back your laughter. He started smiling back, then stopped.

“Yer clothes are still on,” he said matter of factly. You looked down.

“They are.”

He looked back up at your face.

“Can they not be?”

You grinned and leaned out of his lap, undoing your pants and tugging them off. You discarded them on the floor and got back into his lap.

“Is that better?” you asked. He nodded and closed his eyes, waiting for another kiss. You humored him, pressing your lips to his quickly before pulling away. He grinned as you leaned back, opening the center console.

“What’re you doin’?” he asked. You pulled out a condom and he burst out laughing.

“What?” you said, rolling your eyes.

“M’sorry. I don’ know why I’m laughin’.”

“You know your accent gets stronger when you drink?” you asked, amused.

“I don’ have an accent.”

“Sure you don’t, Miya.”

He laughed again and leaned his face against your chest.

“Shhh,” you cooed, lifting his chin up and pressing a kiss to his lips. Both of you were still grinning. His eyes grew wide as you ripped open the wrapper with your teeth. You tugged down his boxers and slid the condom on quickly. He inhaled sharply, staring at your face as you reached between your legs, pulling fabric aside and lining him up with your entrance.

You wrapped a hand tightly around his neck as you sunk down. He sighed loudly into your ear and braced his arms around your waist.

“Holy shit,” he whispered. You smiled and pressed your lips to his. His kiss was messy and desperate and graced with the occasional giggle, but he seemed to forget what was funny whenever you shifted your hips.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Hold on.” You stilled and he grabbed your ass. “Hold on. Let me.” He steadied himself and thrust up into you. You gasped and buried your face into his hair. Groans and pants and curses fell from his lips as he fucked into you as fast as his inebriated brain would let him. Your gasping in his ear only spurred him on.

“Jesus, you feel good. Look at you,” he mumbled. He wasn't looking, but he didn’t seem to care. You laughed against his face, bringing a smile to his lips.

“You’ve got a pretty smile,” you whispered. A noise left his lips that almost sounded like a giggle.

“Keep it up and I’m gonna go home with ya.” He hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of you and you moaned. He laughed. “Doesn’t sound like ya’d be too upset about that.”

“Shut up,” you breathed. He hummed and gripped you tighter.

“No promises.”

He was already noisy, but his voice seemed to get even louder as he got closer. You grabbed his face and kissed him, swallowing his breath as it turned into panting. His hips lost their rhythm and his fingertips dug into you.

“Fuck,” he grunted. His voice was harsh and desperate. He let out one last strained groan against as he held you against him and spilled into the condom. He was completely tense for a moment, then his body melted back into the seat. You let out a breathy laugh and kissed his forehead. Both of your chests heaved and you checked out the window for the first time. They were fogged up, but the only person outside seemed to be an older man, stumbling around and clearly absolutely wasted.

Atsumu leaned close, lips spread in a grin.

“Is it weird to say I think I love you?” he asked. You pushed his face away and laughed.

“You’re drunk, Miya.”

“So’re you! Let’s get married.”

“I’m ordering you a car.”

“Only if you come with me.”

You looked at him carefully. He may as well have had heart eyes. You sighed and pulled out your phone.

“Fine.”

He pressed a kiss to your cheek and hugged you close, laying his face on your chest as you looked for a ride to take you both home.

After the Licensing Exam

after the licensing exam by eddiesspaghetti

a look into how the events that took place during/after the licensing exam effected Iida, Todoroki, and Midoriya.

Words: 1510, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 42 of growing together (bnha)

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Iida Tenya, Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku

Relationships: Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya/Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya/Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: todoroki shouto has bpd, Todoroki Shouto has PTSD, Autistic Todoroki Shouto, Trans Todoroki Shouto, Nonbinary Todoroki Shouto, Nonbinary Iida Tenya, Trans Iida Tenya, Iida Tenya Has PTSD, Autistic Iida Tenya, Autistic Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Has ADHD, Midoriya Izuku Has PTSD, Midoriya Izuku Has Chronic Pain, Established Relationship, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31097981

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958112

4 years ago

🦊Oh I feel ya on the angst!!!!! Like I read a couple short ones recently. And in fairness the authors tagged them properly. And at the end I was just like

'idk what I expected'

Like I can do bittersweet sure. And not gonna lie your sweet domestic Dilf Bakugou fluff? After I read that a song came across my playlist and 100% by accident thought up like something very angsty. And now I'm just mad at my brain!

Cause like you gave us beautiful, pure wholesome fluff!!! And my brain was like 'yes but.....make it tragic.'

But still overall love you positive fluff/smut vibes. And not gonna just now my brain be thinking about hockey player Kiri and Bakus little girls either also doing hockey or like fucking roller derby and being like the scariest badass bitches who will check you across the ice/ring.

Like their little girls are gonna be so terrifying! And when they're old enough to date guys will say they're intimidating or just too much (heard this all my life. No I'm not intimidating, you just need a fucking backbone) and at first the dad's will worry.

Until they are chaperoning some dance or something and Bakugou daughter straight up punches a guy who grabbed her ass or something. And while the principal is trying to reprimanded her Bakugou will just be like

"that's my girl!" *Sniffle* he's never felt closer to her.

I’m seeing this late too omg

but I love how everyone hcs that Baku will have girls that stay whooping other boys ass because how else would his kids be

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958112

4 years ago

One piece headcannon: If Ace ever had a kid he would probably name it Spade

Love isn't a Blessing

love isn’t a blessing by planetundersiege

Kiribaku Week 2021: Day 4: Hanahaki Disease

Bakugou never thought of himself as a person that would ever be in love.

Words: 420, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Kiribaku Week 2021

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Angst, Drabble, Wordcount: 100-500, KiriBaku Week 2021, Unhappy Ending, Hanahaki Disease, AU

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30858302

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958112

4 years ago

Alpha Nanami x Small Omega reader x Alpha Gojo

Normally, having two alphas surrounding you constantly would throw any omega off and have them running for the hills, but things felt natural with the three of you- your scents mixed in together so well, you all got along great too and when you were with them you felt safe, which is probably why you didn’t act surprised when your cheeks began warming around the two alphas, why you didn’t even bat an eye at the fact that you had the urge to have their scents on you and vice versa. you didn’t actually think they liked you back, you figured it was a fantasy- a far off dream. two alphas sharing one omega never usually worked out.

so when they both arrived at your apartment, Gojo holding a blanket they had both scented, Nanami holding a large bouquet of roses, you were extremely shocked. Nanami stuttered for the first time ever when he announced that him and Gojo were interested in courting you. of course you accepted and ever since then you three had been living as mates. you guys shared everything now since you began living together.

a bedroom, credit cards, cars and for Nanami and Gojo that also meant you.

They had prepped you all night fingers gently fingering your untouched asshole, stretching the ring of muscle as much as they could, adding more fingers until they felt you were ready, they slipped in a cute butt plug and left it in overnight in preparation for the next day. Nanami laid underneath you while you were on all fours on top of him. lube dribbled out of your ass as it clenched and unclenched in excitement, you heard Gojo curse under his breath at the sight, he gathered the lube up on his thumb and pressed it back inside your ass, back arching into his touch you gave him a small whimper of “please” before he lined the head of his cock up to your loosened asshole, he slowly pushed inside of you and you could feel your legs shake, clit throb from the foreign feeling. Once he was fully inside of you, his hand found your tummy and rubbed it gently, thumb running over the bulge his cock left your tummy.

“Fuck-..your little ass is taking me so well princess” He groaned, you could feel the large cock twitch inside of you. Nanami let out a sigh before lining his cock up with your cunt’s entrance, the hole dripping enough to leave a puddle of slick on the sheets underneath you, he slowly pushed his cock inside of you and you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head. you could feel the way the two men’s lengths rubbed against each other through the barrier that separated them.

“So good, you’re doing so so well baby girl” Nanami whispered out, massaging your hips gently, waiting for you to give them the okay to begin moving.

You gave a needy whine and they didn’t waste anymore time, their hips slowly began moving, creating a smooth rhythm, every time Nanami pulled out Gojo was thrusting in, the pleasure had their names falling out of your mouth repeatedly, you fell forward face landing on Nanami’s chest. Gojo’s hands gripped your waist and he began thrusting harder, you felt your abused rim burn deliciously when his cock pulled out, Nanami’s thrusts became faster, angling his hips he managed to hit that soft spot in your cunt that had your entire body shake in pleasure.

“Hows your little cunt feel, hm? Nami’ fucking you up real good?” You heard Gojo ask with a particularly hard thrust, your only response was a long drawn out moan.

“No one else would be able to take us, you’re so so amazing princess” Gojo groans, his thrusts becoming more sloppy, Nanami’s fingers find your clit rubbing the aching bud in circles, your head tosses back as your fingers run through the blondes hair pulling at the strands.

“feels good!” you say, hips unsure of wether to grind backwards against Gojo or downwards against Nanami. you instead opt to raise your hips higher in the air as your orgasm wracks through your body, your cunt squeezes around Nanami causing him to let out a small moan of your name before you can feel the base of his cock swell with his knot. his hips halt their movements and you can feel the warm cum pour into your cunt, Gojo isn’t too far behind, hips slowing as he feels his knot inflate catching your rim. a hand is placed on your stomach and presses down against the bump in your belly.

“fuck look at you princess, your little body gettin’ flooded with our cum, ‘s cute” Gojo said, hips desperate to keep moving despite the knot, you fully fell forward on Nanami, the blonde sitting up in a more comfortable position cradling you in his arms while Gojo massaged your back soothingly whispering how good you felt and how proud they are of you into your ear.

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958112

3 years ago

Hi!! Just notice your ask box is open sooo I'd like to request a jcs for Ace,Law and Sabo react to having a crush on s/o who's a strong kung-fu fighter??

♡ Summary- s/o who’s a strong kung-fu fighter

♡ Characters - Portgas D. Ace, Trafalgar Water D Law, Sabo

♡ Warnings- none :)

♡ Yessss strong crushes are my favorite, I love it when the boys fall head over heels for a strong s/o I also had fun watching kung-fu videos too 👉🏻👈🏻 so I hope you enjoy 💕

Portgas D. Ace

- now being on Whitebeard’s crew Ace is introduced to many different types of fighting styles. Some are very common others he’s never seen before. So Ace had some knowledge of Kung-fu fighters, but once he saw you it’s was like he was seeing it for the first time

- he was just in awe, watching you move around the opponent. And it was as if you you were dancing, moving around not taking a extra step or missing one. It’s definitely a distraction to Ace on the battle field

- however, when your not on the battle field and Ace isn’t distracted, he’s asking you and trying to get you to teach him some of your moves. Of course you would love too, butttt Ace is not the most gentle person. And Kung-fu a graceful fighting style, that’s what Ace likes it so much

- well he likes when you do it.

- but even if he’s not a graceful person, Kung-fu takes a lot of concentration and practice, so it’s not like he was gonna get it right away. But you’ve tried it once, and after completely failing Ace decided it was best to just watch you.

- with that being said, Ace always ends up watching you. He doesn’t mean to be creepy or anything, but just seeing how you move so graceful and always think carefully about you moves and how you can almost predict the others movements. He found it all so mesmerizing

- now although he’s absolutely in awe with how you move, Ace is also very proud that you were able to master such a unique way of fighting and how you know you way around a battle field, it’s make Ace happy knowing that he doesn’t always have to protect you. Not to say he won’t

Trafalgar Water D. Law

- just like Ace, Law has had he far share of unique fighting styles, so seeing you fighting using Kung-fu wasn’t new to him. Although it did surprise him a bit, he didn’t know you knew such a old fighting style

- it was nice tho, watching you of course. Law and his crew have a relatively basic fighting style made up a dirty tricks and traps so seeing you fight with such a honest and strong style definitely had him in awe.

- and being the person he is, he absolutely loves how you don’t waste a single movement. Every moment you make has a reason behind it. And it’s always as if you read minds seeing how you just know how to counter ever move

- but the biggest thing that just had him so mesmerized was that fact that you know kung-fu. The fighting style does take a while to master and it takes lot of time and a just as much patience and concentration, and yet you practically have it master even at a young age

- of course those things when you have to actually train, Law is very respectful to you when train. He force the crew to leave you alone for however long you need and he always leaves you water and a small snack.

- although Law is very proud that you were able to master such a fighting style that doesn’t mean he will just leave you completely alone. He knows how much of a mental stress it can cause you and being the doctor he is, he will definitely check up with you a lot

- but fox course he’ll do it in his own doctor way. He doesn’t know much about kung-fu in the first place but Law wouldn’t mind reading a few books just so he knows what exactly it is about. And when you catch him doing it, he’ll get flustered while you think it’s the sweetest thing ever

Sabo

- now unlike Ace and Law, Sabo knows all about kung-fu seeing how one of his close friends is skilled in fishmen karate. Of course it’s not the same thing but it’s pretty similar.

- with that being said, Sabo has only ever really seen fishmen karate which is done by incorporating water into it. So when he first say you he just felt like something was missing. Where’s the water?

- although it was a style he wasn’t use to seeing after explaining what it was and how it’s different, Sabo finally understood what made you stand out from the others. And of course after seeing how long and how patience you’ve been with the kung-fu training, he, just like the other found himself in awe.

- Sabo’s not the type of person who would be able to spend so much time and patience one something like that so the fact that you did and is still young practically blows his mind. And he just respects that so much.

- and with that being said, sabo loves to hear stories about your training and all your fights. He loves hearing just how it works and how you gotten into the style of fighting. He can and will listen for hours too

- along those lines, knowing that your a seasoned fighting, he has not worries leaving you on your own to do you own missions and fights. Of course he’d love to still be with you but his position just won’t let him

- now similar to Ace, Sabo will also get very distracted when the 2 of y’all are on the battle field together. The way you just move around and defeat your opponent so quick always amazes him.

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