》NSFW, don't like, don't read! 》All stories that are *ahem* on the kinkier side will be labeled as such, so if you aren't into that stuff, just skip it. On the flip side, the more vanilla stories will be labeled as such, so if that isn't spicy enough for you,, you know what to do. 》i DO NOT own My Hero Academia or its' characters, nor do I own the cover art, all credits go to the original artist. S O, may or may not be my first time writting smut in 3 years.. im sorry. In this, it might not be a specific as you would like because I'm trying to make it inclusive to all genders. I notice a lot of "[character] x reader" books always use she/her pronouns for y/n but like.... not all of us are girls :p aannyywwaayy~ uhm.. enjoy?

Says in the title.

I WILL BE USING THEY/THEM PRONOUNS FOR STORY PURPOUSES. ANGST AND LANGUAGE WARNING. (maybe some gore. no spice,, hes underage you freaks) || You are a bat. A mutant bat. A dumb, lovestruck, mutant bat person. After your parents tried to kill the monster you had become you were nothing less more than scared and alone. until he caught sight of you. Not to be a total cliche love-at-first-sight story, of course. Donatello, or Donnie, saw you and brought you back to his lair. Now friends with his brothers Mikey, Raph, and Leo, you start to realise that maybe a cliche love story won't be that bad.

[Complete] "So the kiss meant nothing to you huh." I said bluntly as I had my back to him and I looked down at Halo about to tear up. He sat there quietly "So it did mean nothing. Just as I expected. I can never find a good ending can I?" I said

Dabi finally meets someone whose unhinged mind matches his. Explicit mature content 🔞 Neither MHA nor the fanart belong to me.

'Love. Donnie couldn't help but ponder what that word really meant in this circumstance. You were not exclusively his, nor vice versa, so what did 'I love you' truly mean in this position? He thought about how distant the true meaning of 'love' had drifted from the word itself in his own mind; he'd heard the word so many times that it had nearly lost its meaning. Almost as if it undermined the true severity of what it implied. The word was strong and important, but not sacred. At least not within his family. DId that make his feelings significant anymore? What would it mean to love someone, to truly love someone, if the word lost all meaning?'