Hey everyone, was gonna post this a bit earlier today, but had to delay a small bit.

But anyways, here's a somewhat more SFW pic that I got inspired to do on my free time this last weekend, featuring Miruko, aka Rumi Usagiyama, from My Hero Academia ^^

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Izuku Midoriya was on a quiet patrol, enjoying the cool breeze as he scanned the streets. He was doing his best to stay vigilant and on the lookout for possible villains, though he couldn’t help but feel a little down. Every time he wore his mask on patrol, hoping people would see it as a tribute to All Might's iconic hairstyle, everyone inevitably mistook it for bunny ears and an homage to a different hero, one he respected but hadn’t intended to imitate, Miruko.

It didn’t help that his shoot-style consisted mainly of kicks, so people sometimes thought he was trying to emulate the rabbit heroine's own fighting style, which was not only fierce but also focused on kicks possessing raw strength and agility. He had even begun hearing some rumors, like that she was his mentor, or worse, that he was her sidekick. He didn’t have anything against her, of course, she was incredible, strong, fierce and unstoppable, she was practically a force of nature, but the misconception stung all the same.

Before he could dwell on it too long, a shadow passed by him, quick as lightning. Before he even registered what was happening, he felt a powerful grip pull him off balance, and suddenly he was yanked upwards, towards the top of a building and was slammed onto the rooftop. Before he could recover he felt himself being lifted and in a blur his head was caught in a firm, unyielding grip, which once he managed to see what was actually happening, he noticed his head was actually pressed between two powerful tanned thighs clad in purple thigh-high boots. Izuku’s eyes went wide, his cheeks reddening as he looked up, caught off guard by who had him pinned.

“Miruko!?” he managed, his voice muffled as his face was squeezed tight.

“Damn right, it’s me, kid” she said, her voice dripping with impatience and sharpness. She leaned back on her hands, propping herself up as she sat at the edge of the rooftop, all while keeping him firmly locked between her legs. She gazed down at him with those intense crimson eyes glinting with annoyance. “So you’re the wannabe hero that I have been hearing about? The one going around dressed as if he’s my sidekick?”

Izuku’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he struggled to get his words out, his head held snugly between her thighs. “I-I am not dressed as your sidekick” he stammered, his voice muffled. He could feel the pressure of her thighs intensify just a bit, pressing him from both sides, as if she was testing how much he could take.

Miruko’s eyes narrowed, and the pressure around his head intensified, her thighs flexing in a way that made it clear she wasn’t playing around. “You aren’t, huh? Well, what is this then?” she shot back as she pulled his mask and held it for him to see. “Cause these look an awful lot like bunny ears to me” She legs squeezed tighter, making his face flush even more.
Izuku struggled to respond, acutely aware of the incredible strength wrapped around his head. “N-No!I-It’s not supposed to be like that! I wasn’t trying to copy you at all! My mask- It’s supposed to look like All Might’s hair!” he protested, hoping she’d understand.

“Oh yeah? All Might’s hair, huh?” she scoffed, rolling her eyes, her tone dripping with skepticism, as she cocked an eyebrow, looking at him like she’d heard the worst excuse imaginable. “Kid, I don’t know what you see in that mask of yours, but to everyone else, it just looks like a sad set of rabbit ears. And guess who’s the one and only Rabbit Hero around here?” She didn’t wait for an answer, tightening her thighs again in an almost punishing squeeze that left him struggling to breathe.

Izuku felt her words hit him like a punch to the gut, and he sagged a little. “I… I thought the shape would look like his hair…” he muttered, sounding more defeated than anything. He really had hoped it would remind people of his idol. Another squeeze sent Izuku’s mind spinning with both embarrassment and a weird sort of exhilaration, though he’d never admit it. Here he was, pinned down by one of the most powerful, and beautiful, heroes in the country, her strong, toned thighs keeping his head locked in place with little effort on her part. He could feel every flex, every shift of her muscles as she adjusted her hold, and his heart hammered in his chest.

“Listen, kid,” Miruko continued, her tone as unfiltered as ever. “You think those ‘ears’ of yours make people think of All Might? News flash: they don’t. All people see is a bunny-eared wannabe trying to look like he belongs in my squad.” She let out an irritated snort. “I don’t do sidekicks, and I sure as hell don’t do knockoffs.”

Izuku swallowed “I… I did hear some rumors, but I didn’t think they were that bad” he admitted, wincing as her thighs clenched a little more. “I just wanted something that showed my admiration for All Might…”

Miruko wasn’t having it. “If you wanted to make people think of All Might, you should’ve tried acting more like him, instead of going around looking like someone else's cheap knockoff.” She punctuated her point by pressing her thighs together even harder, making his eyes bulge slightly as the grip became punishing, his face would be burning red with embarrassment, if he wasn’t pretty sure it was turning purple already from the pressure. “I’m not out here to babysit kits, got it?”

Izuku couldn’t even nod with the way she held him, her legs completely immobilizing his head. All he could do was stammer out a weak, “Y-Yes, Miruko… I understand.”

Miruko snorted again, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she finally, mercifully loosened her grip, though she didn’t let him go entirely. “Good. Last thing I need is people thinking I’m dragging some rookie bunny lookalike around the city. Next time, leave the ‘ears’ out of it and find a way to stand out without looking like you’re copying me.”

Izuku swallowed, feeling both chastised and oddly encouraged, his face still purplish. He could barely nod now, but he managed a small move of his head. “Y-Yes, Miruko, I-I will… Thank you for the advice.”

“Advice?” She laughed, a rough, unapologetic sound that made his heart pound even harder. “Nah, this ain’t advice, kid. It’s a warning.” Miruko said, her thighs tightening in a final, almost forceful, yet playful squeeze that left him breathless, then she finally released him, letting him fall back onto the rooftop floor.

She stood, hands on her hips, and looked down at him one last time, her red eyes gleaming with that fierce intensity she was known for. “Don’t make me catch you like this again, or next time, I’m not gonna be as nice. Got it?”

Izuku scrambled to sit up, his face still flushed “I-I understand… I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen.”

“Good,” she huffed, turning away, though her tone carried a faint hint of approval. “Now get outta here and stop making me look bad.”

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-And here ya go everyone, this was a quite fun pic to work on, and had never quite tried to draw muscles like this before, so was p interesting as well, plus Miruko is great to draw XD

-Also, feel free to add tags I might have forgotten.

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- Also what other series and/or characters would you guys to see more of?

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