#toga is questionable cute

[nishiyako]

Intoxicated (NSFW)

Paring : Incel!Shigaraki x Drunk!Reader

Tags : Drunk sex, Blow Jobs, Hand jobs, Thigh Riding, Riding, Vaginal Penetration, Unprotected sex, Creampie, slight voyeurisim (Dabi), Pervy Shiggy, Name calling (Whore & Angel), Gaming sesh, Pre-PLF coded shiggy (Idk, I just like him that way), Happy Ending <33

Summary : The pent-up sexual frustration was building up while drinking with your colleagues, so you took a half empty bottle and went to the one guy you hoped wouldn't say no, Tomura Shigaraki.

Tomura was the type to stay in his room in the base, doing whatever incels liked to do.

When you'd pass his door, you'd hear the clacking of a keyboard accompanied by various sound effects from video games. Just like tonight, you passed by his room while you heard just that.

You knocked on his door before waiting afew seconds, you pried the door open to see his back turned from you and eyes fixated on his monitors like always.

"Hey boss, y'gonna join us?" You asked, holding the alcohol bottles for him to see. His head only turned enough to see you in the corner of his eye, red crimson eyes seeing the bottles only to look back to the screen.

He wasn't wearing any headphones, so he was obviously ignoring you as a 'no'. You rolled your eyes before heading out of his room, closing the door in front of you.

You sat with the rest of the league. "Where's sigaraki?" Spinner asked when he saw you."He doesn't wanna join, too busy with his game or somethin' " You sighed before sitting down.

It didn't matter to them that he didn't join, but that was to them. You were at least hoping to get close to him yourself.

You'd catch him talking to Spinner about their games or Twice and Toga bothering him while you watched their antics. He avoided conversation when it wasn't needed, but he avoided you constantly. Giving you a quick answer or two if needed, then storming off.

To you, he was mysterious and attractive in a questionable way.

But to him, you were like a drug, something to stay away from. More like an innocent angel, something he shouldn't ruin with his incel bullshit.

The countless times he'd have to run back to his room with his tail in-between his legs and a painfuly hard cock all because you wore shorts that day.

You were adorable and hot. It was so unfair having someone like you on the team right there yet so out of his grasp.

He wouldn't call you a "crush" just a fuckable inconvenience.

So like that the night continued, most of them talking to eachother drunkenly telling their stories with the enthusiasm of a child, yet you we're still getting tired of them, no wonder Shigaraki always hid in that room of his.

You were drunk, the noise of your other drunk colleagues made it worse.

The worst thing was that you were horny. You hoped tonight would fainally be used to get rid of all your pent-up frustrations from the busy month, but once you got the invitation to drink, you couldn't say no.

You considered Dabi. His scars were hot, but he was too much for you. Toga? She's cute, but there's no way you could handle her. Spinner was on another dimension at this point, and Compress already called it a night and retreated to his room.

So you took a half empty bottle and went to the one guy you hoped wouldn't say no, Tomura Shigaraki.

You stood in front of the door, not hearing the clacking keys anymore but some streamer playing in the background. You didn't know which, and you didn't care.

You knocked a few times, waiting a few seconds and entering.

He noticed you enter, of course he didn't pay any mind to you, eyes still on the screen.

You stumbled to him, placing the alcohol bottle on his table, "I told you I'm not drinking." He stated, the rasp in his voice sent shivers down your spine, yet it was so addictive. turning his squeaky gamer chair to face you.

You didn't even bother to give him a response, getting on your knees with your face in between his legs, already working on the tie on his sweatpants.

"What are you!-" You hushed him, pulling down his boxers and licking the limp shaft until it got hard. you didn't know what excited you more, the fact it doubled its size, or you couldn't even close your fist around it.

You swirled your tounge in circles around the red swollen tip, giving it the occasional kiss to tease.

The door was still slightly pryed open, open enough if someone walked past in front of the door they could see you seducing the boss so drunk on Hennessy you couldn't even think.

The streamer still talking away to their chat, not knowing one of their viewers were about to get sucked off during the stream.

"Hey whore! Cut it out, you're drunk." He called your attention hoping to snap some sense into you, you were unknowingly about to give Tomura his first blowjob.

"So?" You said in a loving tone, a small giggle slipping through your lips as you lowered your head.

"It's Tomura." He said, reminding you like you mistook him for someone else, "I know." You looked up at him, your hooded eyes staring into his, admiring every feature.

The beauty mark near his lips, his deep red eyes, and the fluffy hair almost curtained over his eyes. You never really realized how cute he was out of his uniform.

Tomura swolled anxiously. If this was his fate, then so be it.

Your mouth engulfed him, tounge licking every inch of skin and sensitive gland on his cock, it would occasionally twitch on your moving sloppy tounge.

His left hand clicked the space bar, pausing whatever he was watching as his attention was now greedly stolen by you.

His right hand was placed on your head, mindful of his pinky. Petting your soft hair as your head bobbed up and down.

His raspy moans and groans polluting the room as a bit of the noise slipped through the open door, the praises of "fuck yeah." Slipping through his wounded lips, and his slightly fucked out expression lit up by the monitor.

He watched your cheeks hollow and plump lips move on his girth, tounge teasing every vein you knew was sensitive and your hand stroking whatever you couldn't handle, he was scared he was gonna wake up if he moved too much.

His abdomen tensed from the pleasure, eyes closing shut yet desperate to watch you, struggling to catch his breath in between his moans.

His mind went black, only hoping that he did join you guys for drinks. Maybe he'd find out why out of all the annoyingly hot people on the team, you chose him.

You slipped him out of your mouth, wiping the spit off your chin as you got back on your feet.

His crimson eyes met yours, confused before you straddled him in his chair, sitting over him as you removed your pajama pants, making them puddle on the cold floor.

His mind was racing, miltipule thoughts suriging a storm in his mind but he saw the one thing that could possibly make it stop and not ruin the sight, he took the bottle off the table taking a few swigs before looking back at you.

You seated on his clothed thigh, frilly pink panties against the boring Grey sweatpants he'd sport every day.

Pink fabric already stained with your lust as you grinded against his clothed thigh for friction you only dreamed of.

His finger was under your chin, forcing you to look at him. With your pleading hooded eyes and quivering lips, not to mention the adorable flushed cheeks from the achohol.

All you wanted to do was rub your needy sex against the muscle of his thigh as your hands explored the body under his black hoodie.

His sadistic eyes looked down on you when he'd occasionally jolted his leg up to make your squirm and shiver.

You heard footsteps grow closer, walking more like drunkenly stumbling to the door.

Averting your eyes was a mistake, only to be told off with a demanding "mm-m, eyes on me." From Tomura.

Of course, you complied, even stroking him during it.

The contrast of feeling your soft hands around his length was so much better than his calloused hand he used.

Shuddering breaths inches away from your lips as your hips rocked back and forth, knowing the eyes on you, yet you couldn't see who they belonged to.

Compress is asleep, Spinner? No, he wouldn't stay that long, Toga? Probably would walk away just hearing the sounds. So it was Dabi, that creep.

Even though the embarrassment was painful, it still felt good to know someone's watching you have the privilege to grind on the boss so earnestly.

Stroking his cock as his hands were busy holding your face up so he could examine you and holding the shared alcohol bottle in his other hand.

Tomura let go of your chin, giving you the opportunity to look while he guided your legs to straddle him.

And your guess was correct, you and Dabi were looking at each other as he leaned against the doorframe, giving you a condescending grin as he watched you fall apart on the boss's deadly touch.

You looked back at shigaraki, he was well aware of the captive audience watching the both of you be he didn't care as usual, he didn't care who you'd fuck after this, aslong as he got to right now.

He guided your hips to lower onto him, slowly sinking down on him.

he held you by your hips supporting your movements, controlling your pace as you grinded with him inside, you moand into his ear only to get him harder, twitching against your gummy walls.

It didn't take long before he made you start bouncing, he looked at you so enfacueted, you looked so perfect to him, hair a mess and so intoxicated on his cock, your arms wrapped around his neck as you pleaded for his kisses.

Dabi watched the scene, feeling his cock strain against the fabric of his clothes, watching your adorable expressions while you fucked someone with that kind of power.

It was annoyingly hot.

He could watch all he wanted, but he knew once Tomura was done with you, you were forever off limits.

He closed the door infront of him, giving you both some privacy before leaving to his room, probably just gonna stroke himself to that mental image of you fucking him instead.

Tomura took his fainal drink, placing the empty bottle on his table. Sure, it tasted bad, but at least he was feeling even better now.

His hands fainally explored your body, tracing your curves and stomach before finding their place on your waist, thumbs rubbing against the skin over your ribcage.

Your foreheads pressed together, moaning against his lips as he watched how your warm body moved, tempered by the alcohol it only made everything better and a bit sloppy.

Your insides coating his cock in a white opaque liquid from all your pent up frustrations, all those nights you couldn't get off from the busy schedule.

Your legs tensed, feeling him hit your sweet spot over and over again, so painfully good it had you seeing stars every time you rutted against him.

The sudden ego boost getting to his head watching you writhe on his cock, your hands pawing at his soft hair, giving the occasional tug.

Your back arched, his face buried in the crook of your neck, working on a few love bites and hickies to discover in the morning.

He was bigger than expected or you were just more pent up than you knew, regardless of who needed this more you knew this wouldn't be the last.

Your bounces became faster, more needy for the feeling of his tip hitting your gushing cervix, the smug smirk you saw on his face, and the ghostly touches on you skin.

Your movements were animalistic, yet something about his static nature claimed you, watching you get off drunkenly using him.

You were zealous on the pleasure, now pawing at his hoodie, tugging as a sign of your limits before he clicked his tongue stealing your attention.

"Just a bit longer, angel." His raspy voice saying sweet things, maybe it was the alcohol but that meant a lot to you.

He knew you weren't as innocent as you looked, coming into his room to suck and ride him, yet something about you was angelic.

Not to mention the look of bliss you had on your face at that name, 'angel, angel.' His voice ricochet around your head.

"I don't think I can, boss." You managed to slip through your moans, so adorable that you're still calling him that.

"It was an order." His voice low, almost like a growl. His lips met the skin of your jaw, and you tried your best to hold on, savoring the sensations.

Your shakey legs and breaths were so painfuly obvious to him that he had to watch you like this for even a bit longer.

He hasn't felt touch in a while, and now suddenly being flooded with such intimate contact made him berserk.

With one pull on your waist, he thrusted into you, releasing all his pent-up seed inside you, flooding and painting your gummy walls with his warm fluids.

The knot in your stomach shaped with his forceful actions, making you squirm on his lap and grip on his clothing while letting out the most erotic moan he's ever heard.

Far better than whatever porn he used to watch.

•••

You woke up with a pulsing headache, eyes opening to see the familiar room and Shigaraki on his computer set up that was right beside his bed.

He sat there peacefully, headphones in so you wouldn't wake up from the various video game sound effects he'd usually blast.

An empty Hennessy bottle on his desk and your pajama pants nicely folded at the feet of the bed, you sat up, gaining Tomuras attention.

He looked at you, acknowledging your presence for what felt for the first time.

He braced himself for the names you'd call him 'creep, pervert, peice of shit' he was ready for anything except when you stayed quiet, rubbing your eyes adjusting to the harsh light of the monitor.

You didn't care that you were half naked in his bed, just caring about where breakfast is.

"Hey, wanna get pizza?" You said casually, your voice still a bit groggy.

Tomura removed one side of his headphones, "seriously? That's all you're gonna ask." He said in his usual dead tone, his raspy voice with a croak as you guessed he woke up only a few minutes ago.

Unlike last night, he was playing a single player game so now he had the privilege to pause so he could actually listen to you.

His headphones dangled around his neck, turning his chair to face you.

He saw you already on your phone, looking through the pizza shops website for new deals.

"Are you ignoring me?" He asked, his voice turning gruff. He could ignore everyone if he wanted to, but he couldn't stand being ignored.

"No." You said clacking away at your phone screen. "I asked you a question, and you didn't answer properly. You're actually ignoring me." You teased.

"Now what do you want." You said placing the phone to your ear, "Anythings fine." He muttered as you spoke to the employee on the other side of the phone.

•••

You sat on the floor of his bedroom, eating slice after slice while he ate beside you having your first conversation together when he suddenly asked a question.

"Do you remember last night?" He asked before swallowing down the food he was eating, "Last night? A couple of things, why?" You asked back, hoping you didn't have anything important you had to do that night.

"Well, we fucked last night. Don't know if you remembered that." He said, a pink hue forming on his cheeks from the embarrassment of having to remind you.

"Yeah, I remember." You said grabbing another slice like it wasn't anything important.

He was honestly stunned how comfortable you were like this, sitting with him on the floor eating pizza while you only wore your panties and top. You were practically strangers last night.

"I'm the one who initiated it dumbass, of course I remember." You said,"Not everything, but I know it was good." You confessed.

It was like a weird dream, remembering fragments of the night every few minutes.

"So, why?" He asked, almost concerned in his sentence. "I was horny, You were cute. You connect the dots." You said with a giggle in your sentence.

"Right.." he said, he never had anyone call him that.

Minutes pass, hours, actually. Yet you willingly stayed in his room listening to him rant about his games, and he'd listen to you rant about your interests.

When night feel you decided to head out, you both spent the whole day talking you lost track of time, Shigaraki watched you walk away opening the door before he spoke.

"Hey," he called out, you looked behind you to see him pulling out a set of controllers for the both of you.

He mentioned he had a few controller friendly games on his PC a few hours ago.

"About those games.." he cut his sentence, trying to find the words until he noticed you shut the door and walked towards him.

He was never the best with words, but you understood him and the awkward language he spoke.

You sat in between his legs, grabbing one of the controllers from his hands.

He memorized every button on the controller already, so he wrapped his arms around your waist, keeping you seated as his chin rested above your head.

He'd talk to you later about getting a separate chair if this would be a usual occurrence, but right now, it was just you and him with the controllers and monitor.

Finally, replacing your noisy teammates with the peace you found in each other.

A/N : I'm alive!! Sorry I haven't posted, I got my first case of REALLY BAD writers block, but now I got back into my element!

(Solution to Writters block : Get zonked 🍃)

To all of those who sent asks, I SWEAR I DO ALL ASKS JUS GIVE ME SOME TIME <33 :sob:

#mha smut #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x y/n #shigaraki x you #incel shigaraki #shigaraki smut #tomura shigiraki x reader

[maapllee]

All The Stars~ PT.2

BAKUGOU X SECRET ADMIRER PT.2

A/N: I didn't expect the prequel to this to get as much attention as it did. I'm so grateful you guys liked it, and I hope you'll enjoy this one too. <333

☁︎ [You and Bakugou were always head to head, fighting for the top spot.

The tension between you and Bakugou was firey, pushing both of you as well as 1A to perform better. Aizawa Sensei secretly appreciated the effect the both of you had on the rest of the class- he would let you both drop detention for disrupting the class for the 7th time in a row.

Your admiration for Bakugou started when you saw him save civilians from a falling building before he had his license. He was chewed out for it endlessly- not that he cared. You observed from the sidelines, noting he wasn't as heartless nor avoidant as you had previously thought.] ☁︎

ALL THE STARS~ PT.1 | ALL THE STARS~ PT.3

Katsuki Bakugou found himself looking forward to Wednesdays.

Wednesdays? That's a weird day to look forward to, apart from art class or PE or something. As the weeks progressed, so did the number of gifts in Bakugou's locker- with Bakugou's increasing frustration, of course. The gifts were obviously from one person. "It ain't even close to Valentine's Day, which blockhead is causing all this trouble?" Bakugou'd answer irritably when questioned. Lucky for you, you convinced Hatsume to help you delete the footage when you'd pick his locker open.

His secret admirer. What if it was a prank? What if it was one of his peers? What if it was some crazy stalker like Toga? He found himself scared again. Scared of being hurt. After being kidnapped by the League, his anxiety and nightmares made him spiral. To wake up in a cold sweat at 4:23 was now a habit. He'd sulk and bury his head into his pillow as if it'd absorb his anger. All he could think about these nights was this secret admirer of his. They were really something, THE great dynamite king killer blah blah Bakugou found himself staying up at night, face flushed as he thought of them.

BAKUGOU woke up drenched in his own sweat again. His bedsheets were damp with sweat as the air around him was stuffy. Relief washed over him as he slumped back against the wall and realised it was a nightmare. Just a stupid nightmare. He placed his feet on the cold tiles on the floor, deciding to go for a run.

☾

His mind was foggy- with thoughts of his secret admirer. He'd hate to admit that those 'high protein chocolates' helped him buff up and increase his stamina as well. The cool air rustled through the trees along the path he jogged. He saw someone sleeping under one of the trees as the sun was rising, the light illuminating the person. The nearer he got, the faster his heart beat.

The soft rays of the sun glazed over your skin like honey. You were fast asleep on the soft grass, mouth slightly open. Katsuki narrowed his eyes at your sight- he was very vocal about how much he hated you. Though obvious to you and the rest of the Bakusquad that he had a soft spot for you. Passing you cold water during breaks, buying you a soda from the nearest vending machine after a long day of patrolling during your internship. "It's only so that they can try to become better than me, it's funny to watch them try." He'd say.

Whatever he felt or said, it was hard to deny you were attractive. Your pretty eyes, your soft hair, your beautiful smile.

He'd tilt his head as he watched you from his desk as you giggled alongside Mina as you laughed at another one of Kaminari's pranks. He loved how your eyes would light up at seeing your favourite side dishes on the menu at the cafeteria and the cute expressions you made while eating, the way your nose danced as you chewed on the food. And right now, he loved how your hair spread out on the grass as you dreamt on.

Noticing a blueish diary next to you, his body moved before he could register. The first few pages were filled with sketches of cats and pros, along with some classmates. He sat down cross-legged next to you, careful not to wake you as he flipped through the diary.

Katsuki Fucking Bakugou knew darn well he was wrong- and that made him feel some type of way. Curiosity blew up the cat?

His warm fingers traced the sketches as his face heated up despite the morning chill. He leaned against the bark of the tree, propping the book on his knees. A slip of neon paper fell out as he admired the sketches- the neon orange paste-it drifted onto the dewy grass. Bakugou picked it up, noting the familiarity. There were only three words on the neon note.

☾

Katsuki ran towards the dorms with your diary in his hand, beet red. He shook his head as those words swam through his mind- such a simple arrangement of three words, really.

High Protein Chocolate.

A/N: PT.3 coming soon, please stay tuned~

#katsuki x reader #bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #self insert #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou fanfiction #secret admirer #bakugou x secret admirer #bnha x secret admirer #mha x secret admirer #secret admirer reader

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Toga looking up to everyone else in the League and them explaining stuff to her, protecting her, caring about her wellbeing, pointing out that she looked cute or worked hard, etc.

Tomura would take the time to explain to her anything she asked. He'd state his intentions, he'd give her a mini history class, he'd reassure her and wouldn't shy away from the fear of being soft. He told her he wouldn't destroy the things she loved, told her that her name was enough and that she didn't need a villain name.

Twice would fight for her, dance with her, he'd die for her and kill for her. I need to say more?

Mr. Compress would always worry. He'd tell the other to worry too. Just like the rest, he'd indulge her with silly antics, he'd keep a close eye on her just in case, just generally pay attention to her whereabouts.

Dabi found her house direction and waited there for her, he paid close attention and knew where she was going. He set that house on fire when he noticed that it made her sad. They'd banter like siblings, she'd call his name for protection, he'd let her go where she pleased and he'd let her do what she needed to do, no questions asked. He told her to smile, to cheer up, to live another day.

Spinner told her to come back to them safe and sound, no matter if they were villains. He thought highly of her, to the point of being jealous of her freedom and determination. He'd act the same brand of silly as Twice and Compress, just for her. They'd gossip together even.

I'm glad that Ochako understands that there must be more to the LOV than what she knows. That's why she says that she cannot replace the League, but she wishes to give some other type of bond to Toga. For Toga to have a breakdown over the fact that she loved them so much... She carried their hatred with them, she wanted to make their evil wishes come true. Toga loves them so much.

And that's because she knows they love her too.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #league of villains #lov #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #toga himiko #shigaraki tomura #tenko shimura #todoroki touya #toya todoroki #dabi #shuichi iguchi #bnha spinner #mr. compress #sako atsuhiro #jin bubaigawara #bnha twice

[bakugou-katsukis-wife]

hellooooo can i be 🩰 anon?? ^-^

i wanted to request dabi getting jealous over either shigaraki or twice flirting with y/n!! honestly, i feel like he’d be sooo pissed cause like y/n’s kind of flirting back but she’s just teasing him~~

it can be fluff or smut ^-^ !! i don’t mind~~

thanks again! you seem super sweet and i love your writing!!

Authors note: Hey! Thank you for the request, I'm grateful for your kind words♡♡. I hope i answered your request well!

Ps. This is my first time writing smut, so I apologize before hand-

Pairing: Touya Todoroki x fem!reader

Gener: Smut

Summary: Touya got jealous once he saw you on twice's lap. Things did not end in the best satisfied way you would've wanted. You had to be reminded who you belonged to after all.

Warnings: sexual content, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, p in v, fingering, slight BDSM (uses of belt), toys, spit kink?, masochism?, marking, dom!Touya, Sub!reader, reader has she/Her pronouns, impending release, fleshlight usage, slight degardation, name calling (lil'mouse, brat, slut, doll, princess, etc), (Lmk if I missed any, also not proof read)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

(Nsfw start has been mentioned)

It was a normal day for the L.O.V . They didn't forge any attacks or do anything of the sort.

Shigaraki was coped up in his room, talking to his master while dabi had left to get groceries so that they don't die of starvation.

All the while you, toga, and twice remained at the bar drinking away. It was noon and the sun was still up but, eh.

In your drunken state you didn't realise when and how you ended up in twice's lap as he brushed his fingers through your hair, the proximity between you two going unnoticed by you.

Twice always was a flirty guy, well one of his personalities were. He flirted with you all over the place whenever he could- like right now, hes been telling you how you looked pretty the other night where you and dabi had gone out on his bike; your tight biker's jacket making him blush.

While he still played with your hair you absentmindedly played with his fingers still resting on the bar top, Toga gave her over 3 shots in the past 10 minutes.

"Awe isn't that cute? You're adorable twicey~"

Toga was giggling to herself, not warning you two about dabi coming down the steps and into the bar-

"The fuck is going on?" Uh oh. Dabi's here. Pretty sure he heard you.

You startled away from twice's lap, your finger going on your lips as you innocently looked around, at twice, then yourself, then the bar top with shot glasses and Toga, and then at Touya.

You stifled your giggles, "nothing! Twice was just giving me cushioning so that I don't get sore!" You smiled sweetly. As if nothing was wrong here.

You turned back to twice and bent down a bit to give him a peck on the cheek, thanking him for looking out for you.

You knew dabi stared at your ass, it was right infront of his field of view.

Touya's eyebrows were raised in question as his lips formed a scowl.

The plastic bags melting from where his hands had started heating up. The bags fell, burning to the ground.

"You sick motherfucker. How dare you touch my girl?!" He stalked over to twice, pushing you aside. Grabbing him by the throat as he threatened him. His hand glowing with fire right next to his face.

Before twice could reply though, he turned towards Toga on the other side of the bar, "and you? You know she's light weight!" Toga just shrugged and snickered in amusement.

You watched everything, you didn't like this. It's not fun anymore. You stood their with a pout as your emotions took a toll on you. Fuck, it's the shots you took.

Touya let go of twice after pushing him off the barstool in anger and walked over to you.

He put his thumb and forefinger under your chin and tilted your head up, your doe eyes looking back at him, getting glossy by the minute.

You were sensitive. Very sensitive given your drunk. But that's your charm, you can literally manipulate people with just your eyes. If only you weren't so drunk, an airhead, and God were you a tease.

A single tear escaped from the corner of your eye, Touya was quick to catch it on his finger and press a chaste kiss to your lips.

He then moved to kiss your neck, trailing his kisses up to your ear, "now now baby, if anything I should be crying dont'cha think? I just saw my girl rubbing her ass on another guys lap. That's not a pleasant sight now is it?" He whispered as he pressed another kiss at your ear lobe, nibbling at your skin. His ministrations caused you to shudder under him.

"Let's take this to my room shall we lil'mouse?"

He didn't wait for a response, he grabbed your wrist and dragged you towards his room.

--- (nsfw starts here.)

He pushed on his bed roughly, staring into your eyes the whole time.

He pulled your ankles till you were sitting at the edge of his bed, legs on his shoulders as he went down on his knees in between your plush thighs. Face to face with what he loved so so much.

"I think this mouse has forgotten who she belongs to. Isn't that right?" He mocked all his questions, looking into your eyes daring you to disobey him in any way.

You just shook your head desperately, tears forming in your eyes "p-please.. m'sorry.." You knew this couldn't be good.

"Please what?, Brat." He spat out as his cold fingers were quick to flipping your skirt up, slapping your inner thigh harshly. He groaned as he saw the wet patch against the lace of your panties.

"You're always wet aren't you? Just waiting for someone to fill you up. Bet that's what was going through that dumb head of yours sitting on that Fucker's lap when I'm not here." His nose nudged the patch as he inhaled your scent with yet another groan.

"N-no.." You whispered at his accusations.

"No? Then what were you thinking that got you this wet hm?" He knew the answer to that. His doll was always eager to be filled with his cock all the time.

You paused for moment. Pondering if you should answer him or not. But your thoughts were cut of quickly, Touya had slipped your panties aside and delivered a sharp slap right against your clit making you squeal loudly.

"Answer me brat." He let a glob of spit flow down his lips onto your already glistening pussy.

The cold fluid making you shiver as you stuttered to respond, "Y-you" You visibly swallowed in sheer nervousness from his glare still on you.

"That's what I thought, now it wasn't so hard now was it princess?" , "yet you decided to flirt with that piece of shit?. That's unacceptable lil'mouse."

His calmness was honestly scaring you now. You expected him to blow up and scream. I mean he did but, this? He sounds so... so chill. It's honestly terrifying, you can't tell what he is planning to do to you.

He could see how your eyes flickered under his gaze, the tinge of fear lacing them.

He smirked as he licked a singular swipe from your rim to your clit, you let out a shaky sigh. Closing your eyes as you savored the feeling.

"Eyes on me doll." He pinched your clit as his hand snaked up under your shirt to play with tits. His tongue slipping inside you, fucking you at a slow and sensual pace You opened your eyes, your hands instinctively going to grab onto his hair as you whimpered "Touya...~"

He stopped your hands, you looked at him in slight shock, you thought he just wanted to eat you out? Wrong.

"Nuh uh baby, you take what I give. Nothing more. Nothing less. You wanna complain?" He got up from under you, you watched as he took his belt off. He grabbed both your wrists and bound them together with his belt. Tightening the straps till the point it actually got painful, "t-too tight Touya!" You screamed, his hand instantly slid down, plunging three fingers into at once. Making you scream out his name.

His pace was relentless, he curled his fingers in the best ways as you became a squirming, moaning mess underneath him.

You felt the knot in you tightening to the point of bursting any minute now, Touya felt it too. He knew the tell tale sign of your walls clamping down on his finger, you were almost there. Almost. You were moaning a string of words telling him how good you felt and how close you were, you knew your release was close, just one more thrust...

Touya pulled his hands away, laughing at your whine of frustration as tears went down your pretty face.

He saw how you tried to close your thighs to rub them together, but his hand came in between.

"Awe isn't that you cute? You're adorable doll~" He coo'ed at you, mocking your words from before.

You whined more, your nose sniffling "Touya! This isn't fair!" You cried out, your bottom lip wobbling

He chuckled and reached down to take your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on it.

He unbuttoned his jeans sliding them down, just enough to take his dick out.

"Should've thought about that before babe." He smirked

Shivers went down your spine once Touya rubbed his dick agasint your folds, covering himself in your slick. You were still sensitive from his previous touches. He knew that.

Without much warning, he shoved himself balls deep in one single thrust. Your back arched, eyes rolling back.

"F-fuck. You're still so tight baby- ugh"

God the sounds you made, Touya can only assume everyone outside knows what's happening in here.

Touya's thrusts were sharp, quick, and mildly painful. His pace wasn't for you, it was for him. He was using you as his personal cocksleeve. He grabbed your thighs, your legs now over his shoulder, putting you in a mating press. The new angle making you scream out loud.

He pinched your nipples and squeezed your tits, his mouth didn't leave your neck. You're pretty sure there'll be dozens of purple spots litering your skin the next morning.

You tried to move your hands to hold onto him as he thrusted into you with such strength your scared you'll slide up and hit your head against the headboard. Unfortunately your hands are still bound, and painful. But that only added to your pleasure,

You felt your self getting closer again. Your walls squeezed him deliciously, "don't you dare cum y/n" He warned.

"Touya..." You whimpered,

"You'll only suffer if you do baby."

"Listen to me like the good girl you are yea?"

All you could do was nod and take what he gave you, you could do nothing but obey to him. After all you belonged to him at the end of each day.

He hand came down to circle your clit, you were twitching uncontrollably now. Holding back your orgasm as Touya continued to ram into you. The Stimulations against your clit were just adding to your need to cum

"Touya... please let me cum!" You pleaded, "I don't think so doll. I don't think you deserve to cum. Fuck, you don't even deserve my cum"

That's when he pulled out, your eyes grew wide and sniffles were heard coming from you,

"I hate you Touya, you sick bastard!"

Touya only chuckled in response, "Hah, maybe I should ask twice to teach you manners? Bet that sounds good to you hm?"

"No. Fuck you Touya!" .

"Ya already did y/n. I don't think you've learnt your lesson yet. You still have the nerve to talk back to me?"

You scoffed looking away, tears still flowing down your puffed up cheeks.

You heard him shuffling around, That's when he came back with his fleshlight...

"Why dont'cha watch me fuck this instead, it deserves my cum way more than you do."

He held the flashlight in his hand as he angles his dick into it, jerking himself off with it.

You whined, taking your tied wrists, rubbing your hands on your own pussy trying to get off but failing miserably. Touya only laughed as he got closer to his release in the fleshlight.

"Ah, fuck. 's so good"

"Ugh. Better then you, ateast it doesn't talk back like a whiney slut"

His hands were going faster now, his groans and huffs getting more frequent. He was close.

All you could do was watch him cum in the fleshlight while you were left high and extremely wet from your impending release.

After all, you could only take what he gave you for today.

Navi . Masterlist

© BAKUGOU-KATSUKIS-WIFE 2024, DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE

#bakugou katsukis wife #ask #dabi x reader smut #touya todoroki smut #mha #bnha #touya todoroki #mha touya #bnha touya #touya x reader #dabi x reader #dabi smut #mha dabi #dabi #bnha dabi #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki x you #touya todoroki x reader smut #mha smut #bnha smut #x fem!reader smut #x reader smut #smut

[epickiya722]

Actually, now I'm thinking about it, it's odd to me that Midoriya and Uraraka look similar and maybe that's on purpose.

Round eyes & face

Facial marks (Freckles for Midoriya, blush stickers for Uraraka)

"Brunette" (green hair is considered being a brunet/te in anime logic)

Shorter than the others

Now given that, what if Uraraka "falling in love" with Midoriya wasn't her actually falling in love? What if it was her having a self-reflection and accepting herself?

Further thinking about it... they're practically the same person.

They're both compassionate, kind. They learn to adapt to changes. They're cute, but they're vicious if pushed far enough. They won't give up on people or in a fight. Hell, they both float, use long range attacks, and close range ones. Works in teams of three (Uraraka-Asui-Hado, Midoriya-Bakugou-Todoroki) under a top Pro Hero.

And they both "rival" some feral blond that they don't act "normal" around.

What if Midoriya wasn't meant to be Uraraka's crush but her mirror? Mind you whenever someone points out her "crush" it's not someone you would turn to for love advice.

Aoyama is Aoyama (think about that reveal), Ashido practically ships anybody with anybody when there's no real chemistry, and Toga has a twisted concept of love.

You really think I would trust any of them on telling me I have a "crush"?

There's also the fact that Uraraka herself during her talk with Midoriya says they're both "oddballs". That whole talk during 342 comes off more as someone talking about their feelings about their identity and relating to a friend who feels the same about themselves than supposedly "romantic". When someone is called an "oddball", it means that person is "weird". They're not part of the "norm".

Sometimes it comes off as having different interests, like someone liking the arts unlike the majority of the group who likes sports.

Or it's someone who identifies as queer.

What if these last few chapters of Toga and Uraraka was Uraraka accepting herself?

@darkcircles4lyfe points out a detail that I didn't catch until now in this post here.

In this scene, Toga has a hold of that All Might keychain. We know it's of importance to Uraraka because Midoriya gave it to her. We also know that once before Uraraka snatched it away from her when Toga first got a hold of it during the PLF War Arc. Here, she doesn't do it. Granted, because she's bang the hell up and probably even isn't aware of her surroundings. But on Horikoshi's part, what if that's on purpose? What if here, Toga is taking the keychain as a way of saying Uraraka is finally accepting herself and her feelings? That Midoriya was that mirror she kept looking into and questioning until this very moment?

And let's be honest here, it's not like Horikoshi isn't incapable of writing M/F ships. I just think IzuOcha is a ship he doesn't intend to make romantic because of how underdeveloped it is.

Compare it to Kamijirou and Kirimina, it is pale. Also, make note of those two pairs.

The characters in those ships also have opposing physical features.

Kamijirou - dark and light hair colors, the extrovert and the introvert

Kirimina - Spiky hair and curly hair, sharp edges and round curves

A lot of pairs Horikoshi puts together in which the characters are close (romantic or platonic) have some opposing features to them.

Gentle Crimimal and La Brava - tall and short, dark hair and light hair, one is more hands on and the other isn't

Eraser Head & Present Mic - quiet and loud, dark hair and light hair, close combat & long range

Bakugou's and Jiro's parents - quiet & loud, dark hair and light hair

It's his shtick.

But for Midoriya and Uraraka? They are just genderbend versions of each other!

That's really all I have to say here. And if you disagree, fine. Don't care for the input though, keep it to yourselves. (I say this because some of you are just damn disrespectful.)

I myself don't think IzuOcha is a bad ship, but I just don't think it's a ship Horikoshi has on his agenda. Let alone wants the audience to perceive them as "romantic" but as a "mirror".

#didn't intend for this to get as long as it did #just kiya's thoughts #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #midoriya izuku #uraraka ochako #uraraka ochaco #bnha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #bnha 395 #bnha 342 #togachaco #togachako #bakudeku

[jellyfishandry]

Surprise cheek kisses

Characters: Izuku Midoriya, Tenya Iida, Himiko Toga

CW: chest mentioned (not gendered), PDA, kisses, light scolding from Iida, hugging, one mention of being tackled

WC: 270+

A/N: Sorry for not posting sooner, some stuff has been going on at my school

Izuku Midoriya

(This is early into your relationship)

He freezes for a moment, is face going red

If you're in public, he has a harder time regaining is composure

Cause he's shy about PDA

But when he finally collects himself, he's stuttering a thank you

If he's feeling brave he might kiss you back

But if not, he might just reach out for your hand and hold it

In general, he absolutely loves any type of kill from you

Though he prefers to give and receive them in private

That way he'll be less flustered and embarrassed

Though over time he gets used to it

Tenya Iida

If you're in school, you will get (lightly) scolded

But his face would still be pretty red

He's more open to PDA, just outside of school

He'd still go a little red though

Gives you the sweetest smile and kisses your knuckles or the back of your hand

In private though

He'll very much give you a cheek kiss back

If ya'll are in the right situation, he might bury his head against your chest

He loves simple and cute kisses, so he lives for the random cheek kisses

Your kisses are heaven to him

Himiko Toga

Loves them so much, no question

She just generally loves any affection from you

And she really likes the surprise ones

Less of the ones where you sneak up on her, and more of the ones that are random, but she knows you're there

She doesn't want to accidentally hurt you

Gives you a big hug after, for sure

Pepper kisses on her face, and tell her she's pretty

She'll melt

Will for sure kiss you back, on the lips

Can and will tackle you to the floor to kiss and hug you

She just loves you so much

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#rys writing 👾 #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #mha fanfiction #mha x reader #izuku x reader #izuku midoriya #deku x reader #mha deku #bnha deku #deku midoriya #deku #bnha midoriya #iida tenya #tenya iida #iida x reader #mha iida #tenya #toga himiko #himiko toga #league of villains #toga x reader #himiko toga x reader

[class1akids]

Am I the only one that finds it weird that the shoto - dabi fight is the one that has the least child visuals between them toga-uraraka and deku-shigaraki.

I think it weird bc unlike the other two dabi and shoto have a lot of similarities between their childhoods and their anger towards their father so child visuals would have been imapctfull bc it isn't just about saving the other but it's about the fact that shoto understand dabi.

We only got one visual of them as kids but it didn't hit hard bc that wasn't how they were feeling (at least on the outside) at that point the fight was between dabi the villain and shoto the hero

Neither was looking at the other in a sentimental way (at that point)

I disagree that it didn't hit. It's true that it wasn't sentimental, but Touya is different from Toga and Tenko. His child "origin self" is a grumpy 13-year old.

I think in the fight between Dabi and Shoto, the question was whether there was even a "Toya" anymore to dig out or did that boy die on Sekoto peak. Dabi says that Toya "died" when he went home and found no change - which means that this boy who kept believing that his family would look at him if he kept trying lost hope at that point and was living for revenge.

Shoto showing up, making a move for him, forcing him to look his way achieved in the end that we finally saw Toya's inner self come through, we saw that he's still very much just a crying boy desperate to be still seen.

I think that the child selves we see here manifest actually what they are doing in the real world perfectly. Toya is still desperate to prove himself. Shoto is a child fighting for his family. The image is tragic and in the next chapter you see the devastation on Shoto's face - how hard this was for him. And I think it is left on this note because next we go to Endeavor, the man who didn't show up for Toya and who is not there while his sons are engaged in a death battle. So I think this is the mood that this image aims at, and it's not cute or sentimental, but I think it hits really hard. At least for me, it does.

And yeah, maybe it would be easier if we saw them do some kind of cute play-fight or whatever, but because saving Toya is the job of the entire family, we don't get this image until they all show up for him (primarily his father who wronged him). And because Toya is the "family villain", not only Shoto's villain, this child-image gets spread around. Toya sees his child self surrounded by his family and then he also sees Shoto as a child.

I think that means something, and I hope Hori will follow this up later - and it will lead to more connection between Shoto and Toya.

It's harder for them than any of the other "pairs", because while Toga and Tomura sought out Ochako and Izuku and they both just someone / anyone to show up and accept them, that's not what Touya needs.

His inner child is older, and not only he never wanted Shouto, he represents to Touya "Endeavor's masterpiece", the replacement, the reason he was thrown away. Shouto is probably the last person Touya wants. It's not as simple as them bonding over hating their dad. Shouto does validate Touya's anger (but not his methods) and he's trying to find common points between them. But bonding over rage would be counterintuitive to what the narrative tells us about negative emotions. Shouto has been ruled for long by his rage too and took him a lot of work to change. I think that Touya needed to be confronted with Shouto's change - and feel that literally on himself when he copied Phosphor. Phosphor is Shouto's self-expression, his healing, his heart - and Touya being able to copy that I think means that there is still hope for him.

So considering how Shouto had nothing Touya wanted, the fact that he was able to dig out Touya's child self from under Dabi's rage and then make him see Shoto not as a puppet, but as a real crying child / brother as well is hard-earned connection between them.

Not as cute maybe as the others, but to me it really means the world. I think just because the no-jutsu is not easy in their case doesn't mean that what happened is less important.

I still have hope that Shouto will get his narrative reward too in a more direct depiction of connection. If Hori thought Toya was irredeemable, and was planning to make him die full of hate, I don't think he would have drawn Touya as a child at all.

#c1a asks #todoroki shouto #dabi #todoroki touya #dabi vs shouto #i don't know #this fight is so beautiful and haunting to me #there are a lot of very difficult emotions in play

[angelltheninth]

Hiii If you still take requests for bnha and you feel comfortable can I request yandere? Villain Deku (or normal if you want) or toga you can choose with a shy timid cute s/o? Sorry I just need fluff in my life (I know yandere isn’t fluffy but I’m not the greatest at requesting 😅)

I can do an evil Deku! I've always liked that au tbh!

Pairing: Villain!Deku x Fem!Reader

Tags: possessiveness, obsession, forced kiss, confession, forced cuddles, injuries, yandere Deku

A/N: Villian Deku is one of my fav aus of all time. So much potential for this cute, happy guy to just be... fucked up.

Deku can't stop staring at you from the moment he meets you

He's constantly finding an excuse to be by your side

At first it was cute, he was like a little puppy following you around and hanging onto your every word

He was very protective of you and would always look for you on field missions

Really wanted to get the same missions as you but sadly he couldn't

Texted you a lot when you were apart which is the first time you noticed things going wrong

He seemed jealous of the heroes you partnered up with, even if they were his friends

Was very touchy with you when you saw each other again

Looked you over like you were a pet he was checking for injuries

He asked a lot of questions about who you were hanging out with

Would make an active effort to sit closer to you, his smiles are still the same, his cheerfully tone too, but there's something about his eyes that makes him more... unsettling

Has a separate book that he takes notes about you in, like his notebook about heroes, just as detailed

Will and has caused more damage then necessary and sometimes injured himself just so you would dote on him

Injured you too on occasion but he always says that it's because his powers are hard to get a hang off

Starts to get more demanding of you time and blows up when you can't hang out with him

His grip can sometimes get too tight, resulting in bruises and injuries

He's very apologetic and even panicking about them, insisting on you staying here so he can make you feel better instead of going with others

Starts sneaking into your room at night

He knows he isn't supposed to be there but he just wants to make sure you're doing ok

You squirming away from him makes no difference, he's much stronger then you are, besides he won't do anything bad, he just wants to cuddle with his crush

Admitting that he's in love with you is a little embarrassing but maybe now you'll start to see why he's doing the things he's doing and you can return his feelings now that you know of them

Smothers you in kisses, lots of them

Shy about kissing you on the lips but might as well, you'll be dating from this point on anyways so there's no point in him holding back o his affections anymore right?

#boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia x reader #deku x reader #yandere deku #izuku midoria x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #deku imagine #deku headcanons #yandere izuku #yandere midoriya #mha x reader #mha headcanons #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #villian deku #villian midoriya

[kyo-kris]

Shigaraki Tomura x FTM Reader HEADCANONS

❥ Telling him that you're trans

Fluffy Headcanons.

Pronouns for reader: he/him

♡ You and him were having a chemistry, even if both never would dare to talk about this, and no one from L.o.V (except for Toga. Im sure she would shipp you and Tomura)

♡ Well, but when you noticed that you were liking him, you got nervous. So. Fucking. Nervous. You didn't know that they had a trans member in L.o.V and you were afraid of being just rejected or humiliated because of your gender.

♡ Well, you decided one night to open up to Twice about your gender, you were fucking SHAKING. Ending up discovering the trans member and that nobody gives a damn for what you identify yourself, as long as you are strong and help them, you will be respected.

➥ (If you don't like Twice, just imagine another member or you discovering by yourself that information) (pls who doesn't like him...)

♡ This information just relaxed you so much, and you just felt safe to talk about it to Shigaraki. But now how would you do it was the problem. He was always busy with his plans.

♡ But one day, you found your chance. Only him in living room, the others were outside doing different things. Doesn't matters. You took the advantage and courage (of course the courage of a few months thinking about this).

♡ You wasn't totally surprise because you knew about the member, but you hadn't seem any expression so genuinely like this. People tries to support or show that they support you, or they treat you differently (most time in a bad way). But this pookie? Nah. He was just "ok, and?"

♡ "W-what do you mean with 'ok, and?', you already knew it??" you asked with wide eyes, but at the same time you were so greatful for him not turn this a headache.

♡ "No? I mean, good for you, I'll keep calling you the same way as I always did." He said, same expression as if you just told him that you were going to sleep or something like that.

♡ "Thanks. I always feel like if I don't tell, the person will be mad or feel trapped. It happens more than I wish"

♡ "Trapped? What the fuck. Why would I?" You didn't know if was a rhetorical question or you had to answer it, but you just let a light laugh come out.

♡ "Is that all the reason you wanted to tell me you are trans?" He seemed to notice your nervous face.

♡ "Do you... Do you wanna go out with me sometime?" You felt your cheek burning like a fire "y-you don't have to accept, I was just wondering maybe we.. Uhm could-"

♡ "Yes" He coldly (or softly. You were too nervous to notice) said, turning his head away from your look.

♡ "What?" You heard it right?

♡ "Don't make me repeat myself" You thought maybe he was annoyed or impatient, but it wasn't, he was blushing as hell. And when you noticed, you made your way to tease

♡ "Whoa you're so red. Are you running a fever?" You tried your best to hold back your laugh

♡ "Im changing my mind!" His voice was slightly shaking, and you also noticed that, but decided to keep to yourself. It was just so cute seeing him like this!

♥︎ You could see a short smile on his face. Maybe you didn't need to be nervous at all. Everything went right.

Notes from Kyo ♡: Hello again! Well, my "I wanna feel safe and loved" is here, isn't? Two fluffy posts and the same character XD. Now you can suggest anything on my blog, can be anonymous too, feel free.

Here a list about what I do and what I don't:

#ftm reader #soft #shigaraki tomura #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #ftm safe #transgender #shigaraki tomura x ftm reader #x ftm reader #x male reader #sfw #league of villains

[mossy-opal]

Date Night.

Tomura Shigaraki x Reader

Warnings: Tooth Rotting Fluff, Read At Your Own Risk

Everything had to be perfect. There was no room for any kind of mistake, at all. The area had to be cleared well in advance, Tomura did the recon himself, making sure to keep an eye on heroes in the area and look into their patrol routes. The only person aside from Kurogiri to know about this area was Giran. He helped scout out this place for him, after all.

Once it was deemed safe, and he could be there without worry, then he would put his plan into motion.

First of all, the place needed to be cleaned up a bit, and any other person who knew about the place would either be bought off or threatened, just so they wouldn’t interfere. Not only that, it’d probably be best to get at least some food in the place…

After all, he wanted his first official date with you to go well.

You had been in the League as a medical assistant for some time now, having gone to school for years, and yet never able to complete your doctorate. You were nice to him, and he liked having you around. You two often went on trips to get things for the League; food Toga wanted, booze for Dabi, and oftentimes you’d snag a game for him, as a gift.

You talked to him, you played games with him, you helped heal his wounds and scolded him when he got too hurt…

You made him feel fuzzy inside, and he didn’t really know how to handle it. But, he wanted you to know, figured it’d only be fair if he was honest with you on how he felt about you- You seemed to reciprocate everything, so this should be fine, right?

Right?

He didn’t have time to dwell on it, which was probably for the best, so that way he didn’t back out of it like he had done many times before. When he wanted to ask you to dinner, he instead asked you to go on a run to get some food. When he wanted to ask you to have some drinks with him, he instead told you to go off and find some new recruits. When he wanted to ask you anything, he was always a coward and couldn’t.

Not this time though, he had put too much effort and resources into this to back out now- It’s not like he could pawn it off as a new base of operations for everyone…

Sat at the bar, his knee bounced in irritation and anticipation at your arrival from your most recent store run… What was taking you so long anyway? It was just supposed to be a run for snacks… His anxiety calmed down when you came in through the door, huffing with some bags in your hand. You offered him a smile, and he was more than thankful for Father to hide his red face. You were just so pretty, it was unfair… Maybe he could do this some other time-

“Tomura, you said you had something to ask me after I came back?”

Fuck. It was now or never.

“This evening… We’re going out, dress casual…”

You quirked your eyebrow, “Oh? Like- on a run? Well I just got back from one, couldn’t you have asked for what you needed before-”

“No. Not on a run. Just- Just do what I asked….”

With that, he left the bar faster than he probably should’ve, his hand flexing and unflexing as he fought off the urge to scratch. Why did you have to ask questions? Couldn’t you just do what he told you with no questions? Fuck- Then again he was vague- Ugh! You made everything so difficult!

It was especially stupid to be brushing his hair out of any knots or tangles. He hated brushing his teeth and putting on deodorant too, he looked like an idiot for doing all of this stuff for you. Throwing on the nicest clothes he owned (a clean t-shirt and pants), he made his way downstairs. You were in cute civilian clothes, a face mask on to hide your identity. Smart. You were always so smart, and pretty, and- Focus!

You noticed him standing there and smiled behind your mask.

“Ready boss?”

He nodded, moving past you without a word. You followed, like the good subordinate you are. Thankfully you were mostly silent, making comments here and there- Updates on your findings for new members and places that you’ve been staking out for new supplies.

The corner he turned he spotted it, the sanctuary he had been working on just for this. He opened the door for you, ignoring your teasing remark about him being a gentleman, and as you walked in he slipped in behind you to turn on the lights.

Doing so illuminated an old arcade, some games powering on slowly as they stood there in the entry-way. Your eyes widened slightly at the sight, and Tomura could feel his stomach tighten in anxiety, one of his hands moving to scratch at his neck. Was this the wrong move? Was this a bad idea? Maybe he should’ve just made some picnic, it would’ve been easier-

“This is super cool Tomura, where did you even find this place!?”

That caught him off guard, his scratching slowed.

“Giran found it… Thought it’d be a nice place to… Hang out…”

He had to act cool, so far you liked it.

“That’s awesome, do any of the games work?”

With that, he let out a calm sigh. He showed you which games worked, showed you where you could get coins to use, showed you some of the games he’d already started playing. Your smile warmed his heart, your cute giggles ran through his entire body, swelling his heart with pride. You enjoyed it, you liked what he did for you!

… He was happy.

For the next few hours you played games with him, told him about your favourite games outside of the arcade, and you two bonded even more. You were observant though, maybe too much so for your own good. During a playthrough of a fighter, you spoke up.

“So, when will the others be allowed to come here?”

Tomura clicked his tongue, “What do you mean?”

“Well, this is a nice place to hang out, I’m sure we could have them come here too.”

He grumbled at that, immediately hating the idea.

“This place isn’t for them, it’s for-”

He had to stop himself, with that you got some hits in on the game.

“For what, Tomura?”

He stopped playing, and you noticed after getting him down to half-health.

“Tomu-”

“I don’t want anyone else here because this is our spot.”

He went back to playing the game, offering no other explanation as his character started beating yours, easily winning the round. He noticed you stopped fighting, but when he looked at you, he knew he was in for it.

You had the cheekiest look on your face, a grin so wide he was shocked it wasn’t a full smile by now. You were slightly flushed, and very clearly curious.

“Why is that, Tomura~?”

He hated the teasing tone in your voice, rolling his eyes and focussing on the game again, starting a new round.

“Doesn’t matter…”

“It does to me.”

“Why?”

“Because.”

“Because why!?”

He started getting frustrated, and you noticed that, before you sighed.

“Sorry Tomura I just… I dunno, I thought that maybe you uh…”

You were barely playing the game, your smile fading from your face.

“Maybe you felt the same way… I mean you’re always so nice to me, we hang out more than any of the League and I… I think you’re cute… Maybe I’m just delusional, but I really do like you and your silence is not helping, I just- I-I don’t know I-”

The game was well forgotten behind them, neither of the characters moving as Tomura looked at you. You barely caught his eyes as you blinked away some anxious tears, before Tomura slowly and gently took your hand in his.

He stayed silent, unsure of how to word what was going through his mind.

What was he even supposed to say? Admit to you that he loved you and everything you did? Tell you about how often he dreamt of you? Tell you how much he hated seeing you get flirted with, how often he wanted to just grab you and kiss you in front of everyone, how badly he wanted to see you beneath him-

His hand shook a bit as he held onto yours, being sure not to keep too tight of a hold onto you. You two sat there for a few moments, your own anxiety far away now as you leaned into him silently.

You two were mostly silent for the rest of the date, and as the two of you walked back, you gently took his hand in yours again, smiling to yourself.

“This was great… Thank  you, Tomura…”

He grunted, mumbling a simple “no problem”, and you smiled even more.

When you returned to the hideout, you stopped in front of the door. Tomura stopped next to you, looking down at your intertwined hands, before looking at you. You smiled, leaning in and kissing him.

His eyes widened, his face turning a bright red.

You giggled again, winking. “Maybe next time I can take us on a date!”

He grumbled again, nodding.

“Sure…”

You smiled, going inside. He stayed outside for a short minute, taking in a deep breath before smiling ever so softly.

He did it.

Tags: @slayersins @shadowsandshapes @dabislittlemouse @dabislittlebeaniebaby @the-milk-anon @shockinglysubmissive @elias-fable @starstruck-flames @daniidil @223princess

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki fanfiction #tomura fanfiction #fluff #tomura x reader #shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #hope you guys enjoy~ #it's fluffy because i needed it #tw alchohol mention

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Inspiration from the fary gala, this time the two guys have to sneak in to the Princess Academy to steal a magic stone from one of the dorms

( let's say Rook, Malleus, Jamil, Ruggie and Leona )

The dorm that they have to steal is represent the wife of the king of the underworld and th theme is forest,nature,the uniform for the students are nymps/farries theme ( I love Greeks, han dynasty, and Romen dresses of the past ) while the dorm leader is wearing the crown with said gem they have to steal, what they didn't know is Crewel daughter is the dorm leader and they wearing a dress that looks liked the queen of the underworld might wear

Like they spot them as she doing final stroll in the garden and spots them, whisper yelling at them what the hell are they doing as the school is very protective of their students since few incedent happened in the past

Like the gem they need isn’t even as important as the fairy gem from the event

it's just something Crowley says they need

And that their grades will suffer if they don’t at least try to get it

“What the heck are you guys doing here!?”

To find the students at NRC at your school sneaking around in the only way they can

Dressed as girls

Even with Vil and Crewel’s expertise costuming nothing gets past your keen eye

Rook says he looks like his sisters with a bulky toga in hopes to hide his muscles

When you do originally find them he’s quite excited

You look gorgeous and he’s so happy he can even come close to emulating it with his disguise

“La La Madameoiselle Crewel you look divine!”

“Thank you, Rook, now what on a dalmatian’s spots are you doing here?!”

You’re speaking to them in the open as they are dressed convincingly enough

Leona had to be dragged here

And his scowling madeup face says just that 

“Good. Give us your crown and we’ll be on our way.”

“No deal. We have a ceremony that relies on it. Maybe but otherwise you're going to have to wait.”

“Why should we? We could just take it now.” 

“Leona!” 

You waved off Ruggie and Jamil’s whispered exclamations

“Because…it’d be incredibly inconvenient if a spell ripped all your clothes off revealing who you truly are. And out of curiosity have you ever felt the weight of a woman’s fist. Well try multiple. The growing woman of the Princess Academy will collectively castrate, maul, beat, pummel any uninvited men on their campus. Now do you really want to try it?”

Silencing the group, you gave a smile 

“Good. Follow me.”

To say you made the entire group excited would be an understatement

Malleus is an odd one who actually is hiding quite well 

He realizes as he stays close by that he’s getting a lot of attention

“Hey those contact lenses are sexy on you, where’d you get them?”

“Your hairstyle is so perfect for the theme, who’s your stylist?”

Thankfully you waved off any of the questioning girls maneuvering him to stay with your group in a gallery section of the ceremony before being caught by your administrator

“Ohh (Y/n), those two friends of yours can act as your undead servants. You all look so cute it will be perfect.”

The most convincing girls of your group are Jamil and Ruggie who act silently as your undead escorts during the ceremony

Both of them marvel at your looks as you glow with the power of Persephone’s gem

Finally getting away you tell them they can switch out the actual one with the fake one in one of the library nooks away from the hustle and bustle of the students

“Ruggie if you’d please at least let me take the gem out before you fully take it away?”

With a role of his eyes he hands you the real one in his pocket

For a moment you raise your hand to complete the spell only to smirk before speaking to the shadows of the room

“Well headmistress, I think that should be enough.”

“Yes thank you, (Y/n).”

When everyone’s faces morph into surprise you puff your lip mockingly as you sit with the crown on a nearby desk as the headmistress surges closer

“Sorry boys, but we’ve been on a streak for over a century and you know how much I hate losing.” 

“(Y/n) if you’ll use the power of Persephone?”

“Gladly.” 

Within an instance you transport all of them back to Crowley’s office

“Seems like you’ve lost again Dire Crowley” Your headmistress chuckles as Crowley dejectedly reveals to his students the real reason why he sent them

Which was to finally get ahold of the crown to be able to hold their own Persephone fair I mean he does have the descendant of Hades

Bonus round 

“The descendant is here?”

“Headmistress, if I may shan’t we celebrate with him, excusing his obvious difference?”

“I don’t see why not.”

Cut to Ortho and Idia being draped with flowers and fed pomegranates as he’s led to dance the you waiting

“U-uh (Y-y/n)?”

“Yes?”

“Y-y-y-you l-l-l-look b-b-beautiful!”

“Hehe, thank you, Idia. Now don’t be afraid and put your hands on my waist. Hold tight.” 

Now everyone at NRC is moping as they let themselves be played by you

When you do come and visit once again you pay a special visit to each of these guys

“Now you may have been served your punishment from the school but you haven’t had mine yet. Now should you be a guinea pig or a teacup puppy? The options are endless!” 

You’re father has taught you well, and punishing misbehaving puppies is a specialty

#yandere rook #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderes #yandere harem #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #yandere rook #yandere rook hunt #yandere rook x reader #yandere leona kingscholar #yandere leona x reader #yandere ruggie bucchi #yandere ruggie x reader #yandere jamil viper #crewel daughter reader #yanderes x reader #yanderes crewel daughter #papa crewel #crewel reader

[rachi-roo]

Raichiii your writing is so gooodd!!! You're talented hehehe. Anyway I have a sudden funny idea that i'll be very grateful if you can turn into fic. I'm thinking the league of villain kidnap bakugou (just like in the anime), to persuade bakugou to join the LOV. Luckily the pro hero hawks is there (in disguise just like in the anime also)! Because hawks scared that LOV will use persuasion method that will harm bakugou, hawks adviced & suggested tickling instead because it's harmless lol Lee bakugou, lers hawks & LOV (platonic & no foot tickling if possible), have a nice dayy!!

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My Hero Academia: An alternative solution.

You lot just loooove seeing him suffer, don't ya? XD Same 0-0 Sorry for the lack of some lov characters, I'm not sure about writing for those guys just yet 🫣

Summary: Tiggle fic. Bakugo has once again been captured by the LOV, now under the name Paranormal Liberation Front. Things look dire for the teen until a certain familiar bird-looking hero shows up to subtly aid the kidnapped victim.

Lee Bakugo, Lers Hawks, Dabi, Toga, Twice.

Tw: Mild swearing, possible spoilers, mentions of knifes, restraints, over-stimulation

12/02/23

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"I say we drain him dry~ After losing a couple of pints I'm sure he'd be more willing to cooperate." Himiko grinned, pressing the flat of her knife against Bakugos chin, lifting his head towards the light. He was still a little groggy from whatever they'd managed to shoot him with. It could have been another quirk, but that didn't matter right now.

"Naaah, after the trouble he caused last time, we should burn the message into him. Make sure it leaves a lasting reminder of who he's up against if he doesn't want to join." Dabi chuckled, raising a small ember to the side of the ash blonde's face. The heat just licking his skin.

Bakugo just glared back, unable to move. They had the poor boy strapped into a different kind of chair this time. The seat part was normal, but the upper half of the chair was 'T' shaped, with his arms stretched out to the sides along the frame. Buckles along his upper arms, elbows and wrists held him firmly in place, with his hands trapped inside some kind of quirk nullifying blocks. They must've gotten this tech from ReDestro. He felt exposed. Only wearing his black tee, pyjama shorts and sneakers.

There were more straps, one across his chest, one on each thigh and another one holding each ankle. He was stuck good. They definitely had more painful plans for the boy this time.

"No!" Twice joined. "Let's just break every bone! Start with his toes- No this is far too cruel- He has it coming!"

"Woooah, woooah, everyone just take a breather, hey?" A cool voice interrupted, Dabi giving an irritated huff as he turned towards the voice. "The fuck are you doing here, Hawks?"

Hawks? Bakugos eyes snapped wide open, staring in disbelief. It's Hawks. He's really here. With the PLF. Why? What's he up to?

Hawks stepped in, smiling casually at the boy. "Long time no see, Bakugo." He waved.

"Hawks... The hell are you doing with-"

"All will be explained later, kid. Now, this is quite the tricky situation you've found yourself in, ain't it?" He chuckled, circling the chair in which Bakugo was bound. "Naww, look, they really did a number on you didn't they? All sleepy. Bless." He placed a hand on Bakugos back, pressing gently in a pattern, using code to let him know he was safe.

Toga frowned, pointing her knife again. "We just wanna convert him. He should be on our side! He's not as cute as Deku, but he is strong."

"Convert and befriend him by.... hurting him?" Hawks questioned with a raised brow. Bakugo gave him a side glance, wondering what he was up to.

"Uh, yeah? How else are we supposed to make him join us?" Twice hummed.

Hawks chuckled, ruffling Bakugos hair. "Well, what's one thing 99% of teen boys have in common that we could use?"

"No fire resistance."

"They need most of their blood?"

"Lack of oxygen will turn them blue!"

"All correct, but I was thinking something a little more, harmless." Hawks smiled, circling the blonde again, stopping behind him this time.

"Something, to reeeally make him regret not joining~" Two gloved hands flexed by Bakugos exposed sides, making him tense up.

"Hawks? What the fuck are you- Ghk!" He flinched, immediately trying to hold his breath as he felt the awful sensation of fingers skittering up and down his sides. He pulled on the restraints, desperately trying to stifle his giggling.

Dabi tilted his head. "Tickling? Are you serious?"

"Ah-hah~" Hawks nodded, resting his chin on Bakugos shoulder, casually continuing to lightly tickle the boy. "Think about it, you want him to join you, right? So, instead of using pain that will just make him sour towards us and our goals, why not use something that will, instead, make him smile?"

Toga crouched between Bakugos legs, leaning in to see his flustered expression as he tried to hide. "Hmmm... Good point." She nodded, a small grin growing on her cheeks. "I do like watching him wriggle like this. It must be humiliating." She rested her head on his knee, starting to drag her nails up and down the inside of his bare thigh, making his leg shudder.

Bakugo couldn't believe what was happening. This wasn't real. It had to be a dream. He shook his head, scrunching his eyes shut, still desperate not to laugh. "Rh- S-Stop it-!"

"What was that? You're gonna have to speak up a little buddy." Hawks cooed, blowing into the blonde's ear, making him yelp as he bundled his shoulders up. "You're so dead!" He threatened, biting his lip again.

Toga smirked, bringing her other set of nails to his exposed knees, reverse pinching on the caps. "You look silly~" She grinned.

"The sooner you give up, the sooner this will stop." Hawks nodded.

"Lemme try!- I'll kill the brat, with laughter!" Twice hopped over, standing by the side and started to poke at Bakugos tummy, enjoying the muffled giggling that followed.

He won't break. He won't! Not now. Not ever-!

"Coochie, coochie, coooo~ C'mon buddy, we're all friends here." Hawks jeered, holding two of his longer feathers, slipping them into the short sleeves of Bakugos shirt, ever so lightly brushing and swirling against his vulnerable underarms.

"Gh-! Shihit! Ah- Mmh! No! Rh! Noho! HahAH!" He was on the edge. Right on the brink of bursting.

"You guys are so bad at this." Dabi smirked, standing over Toga, leaning in and starting to claw at Bakugos ribs. He wasn't starting soft like the others. He wanted to crush this UA student.

"AAAAH! Nahaha! Aha-! No! Nohohoho! AHAHA!"

"There she blows~!" Hawks teased, continuing his underarm torment.

"Ahahaha! S-Stahap! Hawks! God danm ihihit! HAHA!"

Toga switched up her tickling, matching Dabis ruthless energy as she pressed her thumbs on his inner thighs, feeling the muscles tense and wobble in panic. "Hmmm, not as cute as Dekus thighs. But this is still fun~"

"Gehet off! Get off my thihighs! StAHAHA!" This wasn't like any tickling he had experienced before. All these spots being attacked at once, it was crazy. Maybe a little enjoyable for the time being. But crazy. Twice rolled up Bakugos shirt, tucking it under the chest strap, leaving his belly and ribs exposed.

"Wow, he's buff!- And all ours." The two-bit man smiled, starting to shake his fingers into the exposed tummy, earning a bout of boyish giggling before the hysterics descended again. "Stahap! I-I'll never-! AHAHAHA! NEHEHEVER!"

"Oh yes you wiiiill~ Or we're just going to tickle you pink!" Hawks smiled, glad that he'd managed to make sure they at least didn't hurt the boy. He looked at Bakugos face, red as a tomato, tears pooling in the corners of his tightly shut eyes and a big smile on his face.

"Move your hands, Twice!" Toga suddenly yelled, licking her lips as she took a deep breath, plunging against Bakugos belly, blowing a round of short, fuzzy raspberries.

Bakugo all but melted, unable to do anything but flinch and squirm, his entire body filled with a flurry of tingles. "Stop, stop, stop! Stahap! STAHAHAHAP!"

Hawks sent out a few smaller feathers, all starting to tickle around Bakugos ears, neck and collarbone, freeing his hands for other places. "Let's seeeee. A little birdy, not me another bird, told me that there's a little secret spot. Bakugos off button. Where oh where was it?" He teased, knowing exactly where it was.

"Don't! Hawks, Hawks plehease! I can't tahAHAHA! AAAAAH-!"

"Bingo~" Hawks chuckled, drilling his fingers into the so-called off button. Just above his ribs, below his underarms. It did indeed turn the poor boy off. His laughter fell silent, only growing loud again when he needed to inhale.

The tickling went on like this for a while. Tears dripped onto Bakugos rolled-up shirt as he cried with laughter, his body drenched in sweat. With Hawks taking care of his vulnerable spot, Twice on his tummy, Dabi wrecking his ribs and Toga squeezing at his thighs and knees, along with Hawks damned feathers. He wasn't sure he could take much more.

"Okay-.... Ahaha! O-Okahay! Stahap! Hawks! Please! Plehehease! Please stahap! AHA! MEHERCY!" He cried out, feeling himself start to panic. His hair sticking to his forehead, getting in his eyes. They weren't stopping. They really weren't stopping.

"Fuhuhuck! AHAHA! PLEHEASE! STAHAhahap!" His throat became hoarse, his mind filling with fog.

Finally, after almost an hour, the tickling finally stopped. Bakugo's head slumped forward as he gasped for air. Exhausted. Hawks stayed with him after the other members left. He gently brushed the hair from Bakugos eyes. "You did great kid, you just rest, we'll talk later."

Bakugo was too tired to argue, he just gave hawks a glare before closing his eyes, still trying to catch his breath.

What happened after that was a mystery, next thing Bakugo knew, he was waking up back in his bed at the dorms. He didn't care what Hawks was up to, he knew there was a reason he was with the villains that night. And he was still too tired to think about it right now. He sighed, curling up underneath his warm blankets, drifting off to sleep again.

#bnha #mha #sfw tickling community #bakugo tickles #bakugo katsuki #bnha tickle fic #mha tickles #rachi roo

[mamayan]

Can I please request NSFW Spinner with a fem reader who is like super friendly and affectionate (hugs him a lot, wants to cuddle all the time, etc)? Maybe a little ditzy too haha. And they start off as friends/Spinner thinking he just has a one-sided crush on reader, but a night of “friendly cuddling” (which always makes Spinner’s head spin anyway and he never quite knows what to do with himself lol) turns into something more when reader notices he’s hard and excitedly offers to help him with it

Oh Anon, you don’t even understand how perfect this request is. I was sold yesterday! This sounds delicious🫢😭 Mama is cookin’!

Spinner x Fem! Reader

CW: NSFW•Fem!Reader•Hemipenes (Gecko Quirk will not allow me to believe otherwise)•Fluff•Friends to Lovers•Loss of Virginity•Creampie

Tag list: @sharpcheddarcheese

★彡Cuddle Me☆彡

“Oi! Dummy, stop messin’ around, you’re gonna’ get me killed!” You laughed despite his mildly threatening tone, throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him from behind. Your head peaking over his shoulder at the video game he was clearly losing. Some car racing game? You remember him raving about getting it a few days ago, but you’d been away on mission for the League and just hadn’t had time to snoop like usual through Spinner’s newest finds.

“Did’ya not hear me? I’m gonna lose cuz of ya…” his grumbling is too cute, but you relax your choke hold for something soft as your rest against his firm back and watch him play. When he realizes you aren’t going to mess with him more than this, he relaxes and goes back to his game. In only a few minutes, you’re nearly asleep against him, his skin finally warming up to your body temperature and urging you to nap. While he’s not soft nor very comfortable to sleep against, you still manage fine due to his mild scent and presence calming you.

“Win!” He startles you awake, jumping too when you yelp and turning quick to check he hadn’t accidentally elbowed you or something. “Ah, my bad. You okay?” He looks a bit sheepish, and you take a moment to admire his lack of villain ensemble, his casual hoodie and joggers very homy in your eyes. “Shit, were’ya sleepin’?” He looks guilty now, seeing you rub the sleep from your eyes tiredly.

You nod solemnly, keeping the smile off your features as you look up at him from beneath your lashes. “I haven’t slept in two days due to my mission…”

He looks twice as guilty now, horrified even. “W-why’d’ya come here then?! Go to bed!”

“I came here to sleep…” you shamelessly look at him now, clearly inviting yourself into his space for your much needed nap. He looks mildly annoyed, sighing at your antics but not surprised in the least. He looks ready to berate you, as usual, but you’re a bit taken back when he just scoots over his bed to allow you space.

You normally have to force your way onto the bed, mostly confined to the edges where you can bug Spinner properly. You’ve certainly dragged him into your bed plenty, though his is a full and your own a twin. It’s not necessarily very comfortable for Spinner to sleep in your space.

Glancing at his switch, you realize the screen is already dark.

“Ya gonna’ sleep or not?” His question pops your bubble of thought, and you realize you’ve dumbly been staring off into space for a moment. Steeling yourself, you smile and nod, crawling further onto the bed and latching yourself onto Spinner.

“Stop it woman! Just go to bed!” Despite his scaled and clawed hand pressing against your face to make you back away, you just snuggle closer, rubbing your cheek against his palm until you hear him shudder and twitch a bit. He yanks his palm back, sighing and giving up to the inevitable. “Idiot” is all he mumbles, not amused by your affectionate cuddling streak.

If he was more observant, he’d realize the only two people you really touch like this are him and Toga. The latter for platonic reasons. Him for other. While it wasn’t difficult for you to show affection, your actions always speaking louder than your words, you have felt a mild fear of rejection lately.

He just seemed impassive, any and all advances begrudgingly endured and not necessarily welcomed. You wonder if he’s hiding how he feels or if he’s just not interested like that, and it’s something that’s been bugging you quite firmly for a while.

It mattered little now though, your eyes heavy and body exhausted. You’re quick to fall asleep again, curled against Spinner’s side despite how closely he’s pressed his body against the wall to give you space.

His eye twitches in annoyance as he looks at all the room you ignored.

Your sleeping face peaceful, curled up like some sort of cat against his side. He’s never been too much to a fan of felines, mostly because they hate him, but it’s difficult not to find you cute.

Thankfully you hadn’t tried to climb on top of him, he would’ve had to toss you if that was the case, because he was painfully aware how close you are right now. His pants tighter by the minute, and he can’t even make it go away because that could wake you. He’d rather die than have to live through that embarrassment, of being caught jacking off while you sleep beside him. It was entirely too uncool and shameful.

Eventually his body calmed down enough for him to actually become tired too, scrolling on his phone finally boring him enough to close his eyes.

Sleep entraps you both for several hours, and unfortunately for Spinner, you wake up first.

To the feeling of strong arms wrapped around you, a hard body and soft breathing against your neck. It has you flustered, the initial shock, but melting quickly into the embrace. He was holding you like a teddy bear in his sleep!

The cuteness of the situation unbearable, your need to wake and grab the man almost winning. You wanted to tease him until he was too shy and embarrassed to speak.

Except what happened next wasn’t as cute as it was something else entirely. Spinner had one leg slotted between your own, his body molded to your back. You felt his erection clearly against your ass, hard and a little worrisomely large. You didn’t intentionally grind back against him, but when your hips moved, he tugged you even closer and tighter to him. A soft huff from him behind you alerted you he was awake now.

He was incredibly grateful you didn’t seem to be up yet, knowing you and your antics, he was fearful it’d become a joke that’d haunt him for life. Spinner tries not savor the moment of you in his arms, so warm and soft it has him struggling to pull away. As quiet and gently as possible, Spinner attempts to remove himself from your body he’d unknowingly hugged in his sleep. This wasn’t his first time waking up like this with you, usually in your bed because the space was so limited. He was slightly lightheaded as he reeled his self control in to keep from pressing himself further into you. Like his dicks desperately wanted.

“Do you want help?”

He nearly yelps like a child caught stealing, flinching away from you in panic. He’s quick to school his features and laugh. “Sorry, I get cold if I sleep without turning my heater up—” His excuse is interrupted by you though.

He’s nearly clawing out of his skin when he watches your arm move, body twisting a little so you’re looking up at him, and your hand without hesitation palms him through his pants. “H-hah—w-what the hell are you—!” He’s frozen like a statue despite you applying no real force.

“I meant with this.” Your smile is so devious it’s terrifying. His mind is left racing like a hamster on a wheel, trying to formulate even one coherent thought and failing like a loser. “Do you want my help?” You’ve completely turned on your side to face him, hand not moving from his crotch.

“H-help?” He’s barely breathing, struggling not to pant and lose his mind because he’s never had anyone touch him there. Only his own rough hand has explored himself. He looks lost and confused, unable to fathom why you’d be doing this right now. Why you, pretty sweet you, would be touching him so intimately. Did you actually not understand? He became mildly concerned, because it wouldn’t be the most far off thing, for you not to understand that this was an invitation for sex.

“Yes, help. Shuichi, do you want me to make you cum?” He was wrong, and it nearly had him hopping out of the bed and rushing for the exit like a scared child. He would’ve, had your hand not tightened around him, making him moan out loud. His hand wrapped around your wrist, holding you still as he tried to concentrate enough to think logically and not with his lower half.

“You’re half asleep, let go—.”

“I’m wide awake!”

“Ggh!” His resolve weakened further when you squeeze him, whimpering a little when you do release him and he can greedily suck in air.

Spinner is nearly helpless as he’s pushed onto his back, your body easily climbing on top of him to look down and see him trying to look anywhere but you. He doesn’t realize his own insecurities are intensifying yours. “Shuichi” he’s startled by the use of his name again, normally you’d call him Spin or just Spinner. He peaked up at you, a bit alarmed at the distressed expression you were showing.

“H-hey don’t cry! I’m sorry!” He’s not even sure what he’s apologizing for, but it’s better than seeing the glassy look in your eyes.

“Do you not like me? Like that… like a woman?” He’s so focused on your words, he doesn’t halt your movements in time. Your clothed cunt grinds down against him, eliciting a grunt as he grits his teeth and grips your hips harshly to stop your wiggling. Claws lightly digging in through your shorts. He’s glaring up at you now, your expression still sad and pouty, but he’s known you long enough to recognize the glint of mischief. “Stop playin’ or I’m gonna take it serious.” It’s his turn to feel a bit of his pride rebuilt, pulling your hips down so he can forcefully grind against you this time.

The wanton moan you release isn’t what he’s expecting. Your hands moving to rest on his chest as you do it again, and the pleasure he feels is unreal. Your soft center rocking down onto him.

“Fuck—” whatever leg up in the situation he’d had, it’s gone now. You’re quick to grip his face in your soft hands, so you can lick up his neck to his mouth. His groan encouraging, as you proceed to take the chance and lick inside his mouth.

It’s hotter than any porn he’s ever watched. He’s trembling beneath you, and thankfully his mind is clouded enough to not panic and climb the walls. He’s far too focused on the feel of your warm and wet little tongue touching his own. He’s a bit unsure what else to do but let you lead, his mouth open to allow you access because he’s not a normal man and can’t kiss you like they do in movies and such. Except he feels his chest tightening and cocks ache when you moan again and try to press as much as yourself against him as possible.

The feel of you was enough to nearly make him cum in his pants.

He tries to vocalize that the stimulation, however little, was a bit too much. “Wait,” he’s lightly panting, trying to lift your hips up and off him a bit so he doesn’t ruin his pants, “I just need a minute—”

“No you don’t.” You seem determined to make him soak through his boxers and pants, grabbing his hands and moving them to rest on either side of his head. You weren’t physically stronger than him, not even a little, but he always worried of accidentally hurting you. It came natural for him to let you move him how you wanted, cautious of where you were in relation to his claws.

You’re back to grinding against him, and Spinner is unable to hide the noises escaping him with how you lick and suck at his tongue. His guttural groans and whines have your underwear sticky and messy as you try to give him as much friction as possible.

“G-gonna cum—oh fuck fuck—!” His whimper and moans are debauched, making him sound ruined as he comes apart beneath you. He breaks your loose hold on his wrists, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you to his chest as he bucks up under you to ride out his orgasm. His face in the crook of your neck as his long tongue slips out to lick you now, your neck and your sensitive ear, panting and causing you to clench around nothing at the sensations.

You let him calm down, running your hands sweetly through his hair and gently massaging his scalp.

When he’s caught his breath, he seems content to just hold you against him and either avoid confrontation a little longer or simply bask in the afterglow of the hardest he’s ever come. A bit of both more accurately.

“Shuichi…”

“Hmm?” He’s not lightening his hold on you at all.

“What about me?” Your voice is little more high pitched than usual.

“Huh?” that has his attention immediately. His hold finally loosening enough for you to push up on his chest and look down at him again. Your pout is prominent, and it’s the same face you make when he’s eating something you want a bite of selfishly. It’s arousing and dangerous for him all at once. That pout going to haunt his dreams.

“I want to cum too…” clearly you were trying to make him go brain dead, why else would you be acting like this?

“Will you help me now?” He’s losing his damn mind as you yank your top over your head, letting him see you shirtless. He’s also made aware that you aren’t wearing a bra, your chest on full display for his eyes. Much to his panic and blatant fear.

He’s never been hard again so quickly in his life.

“W-what do ya want m-me to do?” He’s both elated and unsure all at once, senselessly conflicted. What he wants to do is grab and lick at your chest, though no porn he’s ever watched really cares to focus on that portion. You show mercy thankfully, and instead of teasing him, you tell him exactly what you’d like him to do.

“I want to sit on your face…but I also want to still touch you too…” he’s blurting out the first thing to come to mind for him.

“Ya wanna 69?” You light up, and it’s both his dream come true and worst nightmare because you nod and grin down at him.

“That’s a great idea!”

You stripping naked for him is enough to have him crumbling, but when you climb on top of him again backwards, so you scoot your drenched cunt before him and face his soiled pants… he either wants to die or acknowledges he’s already in heaven.

You get a perfect view of the mess you made of him, and while you’ve prepared yourself mentally when you help slide his pants and boxers down, you’re still taken by the sight. His hard cocks, two, covered in his own sticky cum and it’s so erotic you bite back a moan.

It’s quickly ripped from your throat though when Spinner decides to taste test your dripping slit. Your voice is nothing but encouragement for him. When your own tongue joins the party to lick his cum off the first and longest cock, you’re given both cocks rutting against your cheek and face as Spinner moans against your pussy. His hips automatically jerking at the hot sensation of your mouth and breath. His skin heating with your own, and he’s left dizzy and nearly intoxicated on it all.

While you kitten lick his cocks, teasing and more in chase of your own high at the moment, Spinner does his very best to not cum again before you. His tongue has no real rhythm, switching too quickly between licking at your clit and trying to slither inside your tight cunt. It’s pleasurable but not enough of one or the other to make you shatter like you’re so desperate for now.

“F-feels good…Shuichi, use your fingers?” You’re panting directly over his cocks and it’s difficult for him to focus on pleasuring you when he’s becoming wound tight again himself.

He’s not stupid, but he is hesitant and cautious as he brings one hand around, his thumb lightly pressing into your clit. He’s tuned into your every noise and movement, eyes widening as you jolt and moan his name when he does it. The light but consistent pressure on your clit, coupled with his tongue returning to lavishing your entrance and finally wiggling a portion inside your cunt, is what finally allows you to cum.

“M’gonna cum…” you’re only weakly able to pump one cock at a time, grip tightening around the second one you’d been giving some much needed attention too when you feel your orgasm hit. Your head dropping on his pelvis for a moment as you shake and cum with his name on your lips.

Spinner is left with your soft pliant body atop his, your swollen and soaked pussy before his eyes and cum covering his face and chest. Your hips tilted up a little, but the rest of your body limp against him. His hand on your hip that was helping you stay up for him finally moving to help flip you onto your back. You look so fucking cute for him, it’s hard to not just spread your legs further and sink one of his cocks inside you already.

Your eyes are a bit heavy, but your smile is so sweet it could give him a cavity.

“Thank you.” He wants to scoff, because it should be him thanking you. Since he’s gotten off now, it’s a bit easier for him to think despite still being hard. He’s yanking his bottoms back up, ignoring your complaint, so he can lean on an arm over you.

“You—,” he stops, his fist clenching and unclenching as he mulls over his word choice, “is this like a… one time thing?” He’s worried, of ruining your friendship, but of losing you most of all. He’d shut the hell up and never bring this moment up again if you said so, if it meant you both could return to normal.

“D-do you want it to be…?” You, sweet enthusiastic to an annoying degree you, look damn unsure of yourself for a moment. Spinner is only able to feel surprised, seeing you honestly so vulnerable beneath him like this.

He doesn’t want to be uncool, to make a fool of himself, and he is best of all aware of how he looks… but he doesn’t want to lie either.

“No. I ain’t gonna pretend like I do, but I also wanna know if you want that kind of relationship with me… I ain’t the most good lookin’ man out there.”

“Shut up!” The volume in which you yell startles him and hurts his head.

“I love you! Who cares what everyone else thinks?! What idiot wouldn’t want you? You! Spinner! Legacy holder of Stain!” You’re wrapping your arms around his neck and dragging him close, grinning victoriously like you’ve won something special.

Him. He feels special.

He can’t help but laugh a little, not rushing away from you for once, but leaning in. His chest tight but in a way that makes him happy. Because you love him.

“I love you too.” The outright confession leaves your face stunned, eyes wide and lips slightly parted. Spinner is captivated by the sight, wanting to hold you close but also wanting to see your face. When it melts into a shy smile and glassy eyes, he can’t help mimicking your earlier ‘kiss’. His tongue gently delving into your mouth, and it’s enough to have your thighs clenching tight as he devours your mouth. Lost to the kiss, Spinner is complacent.

Clearly forgetting the soft and sweet moment couldn’t last with your ability to stir him up so wildly.

Your hand grips the waist band of his joggers, yanking down to free his cocks again and wrap your hand around the top longest with an iron grip.

“Fuck, you don’t need to—”

“I wanna have sex.”

How the hell was he supposed to say no? Especially as you try and lock your legs around his waist, arms still linked around his neck to prevent him from getting too far away. From the beginning, he really didn’t stand a chance against you.

“Y-you sure?!” He’s a bit aggressive in his embarrassment asking, but he’s nervous because this is the most that’s ever happened to him in his life.

“Mhm, wanna feel you inside me Shuichi” your words make his mind short circuit. You politely release his cock so he can move. He’s a bit clumsy as he grips your thighs and drags you closer against him, knees coming in-between your legs to keep you spread open. He’s lightly trembling, aware of how to have sex but not entirely sure of how to have sex with you. The two very different in his mind. He doesn’t want to hurt you or ignore your pleasure in anyway.

“I can take both.” You sound breathless beneath him, and he briefly wonders through the haze of lust if you’ve lost your mind.

“No.” He’s firm in his answer this time, his expression and glare he settles you with full of that familiar stubbornness he gets with certain things. Like with his ideologies shared with Stain.

“Shuichi—” this time you’re cut off as he lets the tip of his second cock poke your entrance. It’s enough of a distraction as you moan, the feeling of his scales on his cock added texture you feel as he slowly sinks inside you. Neither cock is small, both thick, but his second cock is the smaller of the two and curved up a bit more than his first.

He’s nearly on his death bed when he bottoms outside you, tip just gently curving up into that spongey patch inside your pussy that has you whining and toes curling.

“Fuck Shuichi, so good!” He chokes a bit at your honest comment, huffing as he tries not to look right at you. He’d fall apart too quickly.

“Y-you too— so tight.” He sounds nearly in pain, but then again he’s likely a bit overstimulated having cum not too long ago. “M’gonna move” is all you get before you feel his cock drag against your walls, his whimper of pleasure loud as he tries to keep quiet and fails. You’re not any better, but you at least keep your eyes trained on him, realizing he’s overdressed.

“Your hoodie… Shuichi I wanna feel all of you!” The way your hands desperately pull at his top distracts him a bit, and he doesn’t even have time to feel insecure because you squeeze down on him as he’s revealed to your eyes. His hard scaled chest and upper body a feast for your eyes and hands as they move to touch him. His moans pick up a bit as his hips begin to find somewhat of a steady pace, his concentration at maximum as he focused on trying to make you cum again.

The way your hips move and twitch cause him to look lower.

He’s inadvertently made to look at how your sopping cunt takes him in, his first cock erect and sliding perfectly against your clit with each thrust. Your nails can’t pierce his skin, but they would’ve if he didn’t have the quirk he did. Your noises have him checking your face, your watery eyes and open mouth with drool a sight for sore eyes. He doesn’t mean to pick up his pace or force, but you’re soon being fucked with more aggression that he originally intended. He’s close too. Muttering little praises as he gets consumed with pleasure.

“So pretty—,” he’s desperately fucking into you, muscles taunt and tight as he grits his teeth. Shaking the bed and you with each powerful movement, leaving you both a bit stupid.

“Cum inside me!” Over your senseless babbling and moans, one sentence has his balls tightening painfully.

“Fuck y’want me to fill you up?” He’s delirious on the pleasure of your cunt and warm body, his thrusts rough and a bit too much if not for the slicked up cock rubbing on your clit and driving you wild.

“Yes yes fill me please!” Spinner’s mind goes blank as he sinks as deep as possible and shakily paints your inner walls. Your cunt clamping down and spasming as you reach your peak with him. Groaning and whining, dropping his face down into your throat and losing it as he rocks his hips to prolong the experience of fucking you.

Your belly and chest are sticky and wet, his first cock shooting and covering you both with his how much he released. He grips you tight against him despite the mess, rolling so you’re on top so he isn’t crushing you.

It’s silent for a few minutes, save for your combined heavy breathing and the groan of the bed.

Your hands running over his chest and into his hair as he relaxes into your touch. His own hands lightly trace over your ass and thighs, massaging a bit curiously running a finger through the mess he’d made inside you.

“This doesn’t count as cuddle time.” He’s snapped from his thoughts as you mumble against his chest. He’s confused how this couldn’t count.

“You gotta cuddle me properly later, understand?” He chuckles, his grin growing.

“Yea, I got it. You need cuddle and sex time?”

“I’m glad you see logic like I do.” Your words teasing but voice clearly tired. You hadn’t slept much when you did nap earlier.

“Oi, don’t sleep yet dummy, ya need to go pee after sex.”

Your groan of complaint is ignored as your hauled from the bed and to the bathroom. Why he knew that piece of information, you didn’t know.

He’d never tell you he’d read multiple articles on “what women want” in a relationship after he found himself falling in love with you.

#SPINNER #Mha spinner #fem! reader #x reader #shuichi iguchi #bnha #mdni #18+ #request filled #spinner x reader #mha spinner x reader #mha shuichi iguchi #x shuichi iguchi

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Ooooh, the Sci-fi commission!!

Dabi is so excited about everything and that makes me excited about everything too. This is so descriptive!

Lol, Dabi complaining about the voice the translator gave Shigaraki is really funny. Like damn, why give him a hot voice when he's already so scary looking?

"Do you feel safe here, little one?" Sir-

Let's not worry about the fact that the planet is documented as uncontacted but Shigaraki knows that other sentient species have space travel-

"His translator beeps to tell him he was threatened" that sounds like such a useful feature, ngl. Body language and nonverbal cues must be very different among species, so having stuff like this programmed in sounds like a good idea

Shigaraki: "this hospitality is an exception. Do not get in my way or I will kill you" Dabi: "sure, okay. But, do you have time to answer a few questions first?"

Dabi is so whipped oh my god.

Amazing worldbuilding. I love every second of this. There is so, so much to take in but it doesn't feel overwhelming. I'll definitely have to reread this to catch all the details though :D

To be fair, it seems Tomura didn't attack first. And he was outnumbered. Not that, you know, killing and eating six people is good. But he has his reasons. And Kir are extremely territorial, especially the woman. Tomura did tell Dabi that.

Poor Dabi though, having all of this thrown at him. He and Tomura were bonding :(

Oh my God Tomura is so cute though. He likes Dabi at this point, absolutely. Ahh, he's so sweet.

Ah, I expected this to come up. Tomura can, in fact, smell the fear on Dabi. And as a hunter, it's understandable that he like that smell. Oof, misunderstandings suck, but I find this to be a bit funny, too. Poor Dabi.

"Hungry" the translator says, but I think that might be a different kind of hunger then what Dabi is thinking of ;)

Dabi whimpers. The translator: "aroused"

Magne: "Dabi, be careful. He is extremely dangerous. He has killed multiple people." Dabi: "Fuck him, you say? Let him fuck me?"

Double dick :))

Lol. Tomura stuffed Dabi's mouth so he woudn't bite. Not like his bite would do much (to his skin, at least). Dabi, on the other hand, is simply a size queen with an oral fixation

"Do humans not eat their mates?" "Not like that" oh my God

Also, I adore that Tomura fucked Dabi and then kept him close, fully expecting Dabi to try and maul him afterwards. The horny hot the best of him. (Also he likes Dabi too much to risk hurting him when there's a chance things will be okay afterwards)

"I can show you what we use our mouths for" They're both so incredibly horny (and down bad for one another)

Oh my God, they are so in love. This is so sweet, I swear I almost cried at the ending. Ahhh, they deserve to be happy together. And Dabi can still be in contact with his friends ocassionally too and ahhhhh-

I do wonder, are the others human? I mean, we know Spinner isn't, but what about the others?

Lol, I cannot help but imagine Tomura meeting the crew (maybe, at some point). Tomura, just completely wrapped around Dabi because it's day and he loves his warmth (and loves being close to him) and the others see them together and know that meeting Tomura might be one of the best things that ever happened to Dabi

God, Tomura was so down bad for most of this fic. He's such a simp. I love it.

I'm so glad that you enjoyed it! There's definitely a lot of detail in this one that I was so excited about sharing and I'm so happy that you had fun with it!

The rest of the crew are humans, Toga too, but she is still in high school, though she's planning on entering the program so that Twice can be her mentor when she graduates!

My headcanon is that over the course of the next year and a half Dabi and Tomura work out how to make this sustainable for the two of them and Dabi is able to send enough of the uzut back for Exovin to decide to keep him stationed there permanently, which means popping down to build him like an actual house and stuff. (Tomura is growling and snarling the whole time, but he really, really wants his little one happy and comfortable so he allows it.) The rest of the Ingenuity crew immediately give Dabi the BIGGEST side-eye as soon as theyre introduced, but they follow the rules and are very polite and only come down one at a time until Tomura gets used to them. And he ends up with a modest house built into the side of the mountain with connecting tunnels down into the caves so that Tomura can have space when he needs it. After another couple of years Dabi would invite his siblings to come visit as Tomura is way better at being social now (turns out if he doesn't think a species will cause him harm, it's way easier for him to open his territory to them, but he only lets people visit if Dabi wants them there and only of they don't leave the house unless accompanied by them both). Fuyumi would be so confused that Shigaraki seems straight up scared of her, which Dabi would tell her that he's just like that with women, he was terrified of Magne too, since female kir are about 13 feet tall and have a second set of arms to rend flesh with and a bladed tail. But he would be a big cuddly snake-cat around Dabi, always staying close in case his siblings tried to hurt him. He wants his human happy and healthy and since he is a social species, Tomura knows that these little visits have to part of their routine.

(And it turns out that uzut is essentially the fountain of youth in fruit, straight up making people functionally immortal if they eat it enough, which Dabi finds out in like 4 years when his scars are totally closed without his staples and he hasn't aged a day and neither has Tomura. (Hence why the kir evolved to have the women kill the males after mating, because it was a way to keep from overpopulation becoming a problem) and Dabi is so glad he told Exovin that the fruit can't be harvested off planet without sending bombs on their spaceships because he doesn't want to know what the rest of the universe would do with that information, he'll just fake his death in a few decades after stealing a bunch of equipment so he can keep calling home. ...I thought about this too much lol)

Thanks for commenting!

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FFTB | CH 11: Homecoming (Dabi/F!Reader)

Summary: You face the rest of the League after Toga's mortifying discovery. After the next steps of the plan are revealed to you, you open up about your insecurities to Dabi. He does his best to comfort you. Contains: Explicit Language, Sexual Themes & Discussion, Minor Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Power Fantasy Elements, A Series Of Very Unfortunate Events, Hurt & Comfort

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Half the League, actually – all of them stifled their laughs and comments as soon as you walked into the meeting room with Dabi. The silence was telling. You tugged at the ratty old shirt, subconsciously attempting to cover as much of yourself as you possibly could. The only thing that made this bearable was Dabi’s arm around your waist and the unbothered confidence the man exuded.

You didn’t even have a spare pair of undies so you were stuck wearing the cum-stained ones for the time being. A fact that Dabi found incredibly gratifying. His eyes kept wandering towards your legs. From the right angle, the stain was definitely visible. The knowledge that it was there was enough to coax a prideful smirk from your companion. Though you yourself were less enthusiastic about speaking to your leader with Dabi’s spunk crusting up against your thighs.

Speaking of Shigaraki, the man quickly hushed his friends but failed at hiding his own amusement when addressing you. “Nice to see you again, (Y/n). I trust Dabi gave you a warm welcome?”

For fuck’s sake. Please let the earth beneath your feet shatter and drag you directly to hell. You would take an eternity of penance for your sins right now. Anything would be preferable to this.

“Sure did, boss.” Dabi cut into the conversation, graciously saving you the embarrassment of having to acknowledge the situation yourself. Even if it was to actively add his own suggestive comments. “She was real open to it.”

“Talk about TMI.” Tomura scrunched his nose but otherwise didn’t seem too bothered about the comment. “Regardless now that you’re back (Y/n), does that mean I can assume you’re here to stay?”

That was the million-dollar question, wasn’t it? 

All eyes turned to you. Each of the members eagerly awaited your answer. You looked at their faces brimming with anticipation. They didn’t want to make their own feelings known – but you could read it off of their expressions. Please stay. The League was a family. One you had become a part of for a while. Fights happened, you realized. Despite how you had treated them during your departure – they still wanted you here. That came with its own set of problems. Accepting them into your life was a risk. They could get hurt or even killed by the side effects of your selfish Quirk. Still – these people, for all their flaws and imperfections, were the best friends you had ever known. That didn’t even take into consideration that you’d become hopelessly attached to a certain arsonist. 

“Yeah…I’m not running away from this,” you said. “There’s no debt keeping me here but if you’ll still have me, I’d like to stay.”

Compress was the first to speak, opening his arms wide in a flamboyant gesture. “Magnificent – the lost child returns!”

Toga clapped in excitement, then threw double fists into the air to celebrate. “Welcome back! Don’t you dare scare us like that again!” she said. “I can’t believe you just left. So rude! You’re lucky you’re so cute or I wouldn’t have been as forgiving.” You didn’t doubt her comment. That girl stabbed people she liked. What she did to people who had hurt her feelings was something you weren’t too keen on finding out.

Twice gave you an enthusiastic thumbs-up. “Didn’t even know you were gone – I’m SO happy you’re back!” Ah – the duality of Twice. You smiled at the realization that, yes, you had missed even his inconsistent ass.

And Spinner – even Spinner – grinned at you. “Don’t get too comfortable, (Y/n). I’ve got my eye on you.”

“Come off it, princess,” you fired back. “I know you missed me.”

A mix of chuckles and snorts erupted from the small crowd gathered – and the tension broke. You smiled feeling Dabi pull you against him. All the attention was nice, but you were glad he was here to keep you grounded. He hesitated – then curled his fingers around your wrist. Your pulse quickened beneath the touch. It wasn’t quite like he was holding your hand and you didn’t expect him to. Neither of you quite knew what you meant to each other yet. You loved him. You did. But the exact definition of your relationship was still up in the air at this point. Sex, if you could even call dry-humping his cock during an emotionally vulnerable moment that, meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. You wanted to know, in no uncertain terms, who you were to him. That was a talk you still had to have with Dabi. 

So this token of affection – no matter how small or insignificant – felt reassuring all the same.

“I hate to cut the celebration short,” Shigaraki started, impatiently tapping his nails on the table in front of him. “But now that you’re back on the team – we can move along with the plan. We’ve wasted enough time as it is. I’ve managed to stall my meeting with the Shie Hassaikai for a while but they’re just about breathing down my neck.”

Just like that, the pressure was on once more. No rest for the wicked.

Gathering around the table as Tomura laid out their plans, everyone listened attentively to what he had to say. You were aware of some of the details. While the Shie Hassaikai was well-funded, it didn’t have the same reputation as the League. Mainly their history with the law made it difficult to make new connections in the criminal and villain underworld. Their leader wanted to change that. He had managed to procure Shigaraki’s phone number and had tried setting up a personal meeting. Tomura rebuffed him for a while – needing time to work out a counter-plan. You had personally contributed to this already. Stealing information and getting details about the Eight Bullets and the nature of their Quirks. 

But it seemed your fearless leader had more in store for you.

“They want to meet me alone but I’m not that stupid,” Shigaraki explained. “(Y/n) is, as far as the Yakuza are aware, not a threat. They’ll underestimate her Quirk just like we did in the beginning – which is why she’ll be going with me to meet Chisaki.”

In a similar way to when you were sent on that solo mission, Dabi tensed up beside you. That uncomfortable nagging sensation flooded back into his senses. Digging into your hip ever so slightly, the hand on your waist twitched. You could see his jaw clench – but he said nothing. You already understood what was running through his mind. Dabi would not be able to come with you for this mission. His presence would be seen as a show of force. With Shigaraki as your only backup, you’d be walking directly into the lion’s den. You’d be somewhere he couldn’t follow.

Just when you had decided to do this together, to go through whatever shitshow life was going to throw at you, you would be separated again.

A heavy sigh escaped the man – it served like a charm to knock the tension from his bones. Dabi released your waist and nodded. “Easy – she’s got this. It’s just a meeting, yeah? Just sit there and look pretty. Nothing she can’t handle.” He paused – and when he said the following words, you felt your cheeks heat up: “I trust her.”

Implicitly.

It was difficult for him to admit this though. His eyes didn’t lie. Dabi was used to relying only on himself. Having spent so much time ignoring and willfully misinterpreting his feelings, it came naturally to him to dismiss others. But you were capable. Strong. And wouldn’t be fucked with. He knew that better than anyone. When he hurt you – you hurt him back. Not to mention his favorite part about you. Your inner little shit. Anyone who challenged you would have to deal with a lifetime of bad luck. He had to trust that you could handle it. Otherwise, he would lose his mind agonizing over every second you spent apart.

“Okay. And you’re agreeing to this – coming with me?” When you nodded, Shigaraki continued: “You have some time to prepare. Use it productively.” Tomura narrowed his eyes at Dabi as he enunciated the word. 

In response, the arsonist simply grinned and raised his hands, playing stupid to the implication.

After the meeting, Dabi took you back to his room. You sat atop the bed, wringing your hands and rubbing them against the fabric of your shirt. Almost obsessively so. The prospect of meeting with the Shie Hassaikai had you feeling jittery. Were you sweating? You might be sweating. Fuck. This was real. You were with the League of Villains. People would start seeing you as one of them from now on. Sure, you’d done small missions for them before, but after this whole Yakuza business, there would be no going back. You had spent your entire life fighting the villain label you had been given and now you were actively embracing it. 

Maybe this was a mistake.

“That shirt is gonna catch fire if you keep rubbing it like that,” Dabi commented, eyeing your hands as they fisted the hem and twisted the fabric back and forth. “You’ve got no reason to be nervo–”

“I’m a shit villain,” you blurted out. “Dabi, I fucking suck at this.”

Withholding the snarky retort he instinctively wanted to throw back at you, Dabi bit his tongue instead. He simply sat beside you and waited for you to explain your sudden outburst. It was obvious you were in distress but Dabi had never had to comfort someone like this before. He didn’t know what to do with you. Still – you were worth trying for. You let out a sigh and composed yourself.

“I know this is gonna sound utterly pathetic but I never wanted to be a villain. It just sorta happened. But yeah – I’m a shitty one at that.”

People rarely ever want to be villains. You both knew that but he had to ask – he had to know who you were.

“What happened?” Dabi asked. The question immediately made your stomach turn. 

“I fucked up –” you shrugged – stating the phrase like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Usually, when shit went tits up you were somehow responsible. After a while, you developed a sense of apathy for the chaos that followed you wherever you went. It was the only thing keeping you sane. Not giving a shit about the people you hurt was your only defense. “You know why I let you push me away? Why I didn’t even fight back when you told me the League didn’t want me anymore? Fuck – I didn’t even ask questions. Just accepted it.” In hindsight, it seems obvious what you were doing. Dabi told you they were using you and you jumped at the chance to tuck tail and run. Because you were utterly terrified. “The last crew I ran with got demolished, Dabi. One of them died. It was my fault. If I hadn’t been there, he would still be alive.”

It hurt to say it out loud. Your hands fumbled to find something to hold. Something to keep you grounded. Dabi didn’t hesitate – taking them into his own. Their warmth was soothing. He didn’t say anything but it was enough. The anxious, gnawing pain in your stomach snapped away as you laughed. A pained and ironic chuckle. “I dropped a fucking building on the guy. Didn’t even hesitate either. I just did it.”

Dabi shook his head. “There’s gotta be more to it, I know you – you’re careful. Between the two of us, you’re the responsible one. We’re been on enough missions together for me to know that, sweet thing.”

“Wasn’t always the case,” you admitted. “When my Quirk came in, anything that could go wrong, would go wrong. Even if I had nothing to do with it – I was easy to blame. My parents couldn’t handle it and I wouldn’t stay where I wasn’t wanted. So I left. Eventually ending up with the wrong crowd. To be honest, they didn’t really like me either. But I was useful. They treated me like shit. I didn’t really care because I was just happy someone wanted to be near me. He was different though. Always making me laugh. Taking care of me. We got along like a house on fire. That day –” you recalled the Heroes storming the villain’s den. The smoke – the chaos. Your comrades scattered, fighting for their freedom and their lives. “We had a fight the night before. I don’t even remember what I was mad about –” you forced down a sob. “It was something stupid and insignificant. I was so mad at him…so when the Heroes came down on us my Luck didn’t consider him an ally. I took out a support pillar, hoping it would cause enough chaos for us to make our escape. The ceiling came down on top of him…he–” 

You couldn’t say it. The image of his crumpled, bleeding body was burned into your memory. He had died on impact. His agonized scream ripping through the battlefield was the last thing you remembered. It was over in seconds but that moment had stuck with you ever since. Making it an undying part of who you had become. “People get hurt around me because of my Quirk. It made me a villain against my will. Took my loved ones from me and made me miserable.”

That’s why you despised being called Lucky. That’s why you were afraid of the mission ahead. You would be protecting Shigaraki – and in doing so you might kill him.

You huffed out a surprised gasp as you collided with Dabi’s chest. He wrapped his arms around you – yanking you against him rather roughly and unexpectedly. The sudden movement caught you off guard – but his embrace brought immediate comfort. Your entire body relaxed, melting into him as you allowed the stress to dissipate. 

“That wasn’t your fault, idiot. You did what you could with what you had. I’m not that guy. No amount of bad luck is gonna take me away from you. I’m too fucking stubborn to die. I refuse.” His words caused your heart to ache. It was overwhelming how easily Dabi could pull your heart apart. “Your Quirk might be volatile as fuck – but it also brought you to me. I don’t know about you but I think that’s pretty fucking lucky.”

You had heard so many different ways someone could say ‘I hate you’ in your lifetime. Harsh and cruel words – accusations and insults. A raised voice and acts of physical violence. You had heard and seen it all. This? This was the first time someone had said ‘I love you’ like Dabi had. He wanted to be near you. More than that – he agonized over being without you. Scoffed at the idea that you would hurt him. Even involuntarily. Fate could throw whatever it wanted at him – Dabi would still fight for you. 

That’s love.

Your cowardice had almost cost you a family. More than that. It had very nearly cost you something even more precious. You no longer had to worry about what you meant to Dabi. The answer was in front of you.

It was everything.

Dabi reached for you – his kiss drawing away every doubt in your mind that this would end in tragedy. He delighted in the way you squeaked against his lips, equal parts surprise and a deep desire accompanying the sound. It was adorable – the noises you made caused his chest to tighten. You leaned into his loving touch, feeling his hand on the back of your head guiding you closer. His free hand trailed across your thigh, the coldness of the staples on his palm causing goosebumps to erupt on your bare skin. You shivered at the sensation and Dabi chuckled against your lips.

“You’re so sensitive, baby…” he breathed out, voice running ragged from the sheer desperation in his kiss. “I just wanna feel up that pretty body of yours. Maybe slap it around a little, if you’re into that.” His confession brought a blush to your cheeks that only deepened when he squeezed the tender flesh of your thighs to empathize his point. Dabi’s brilliant eyes landed on your bare legs as they chased his hand’s movements up to your hips. He was obsessed with touching you. Now that he had allowed himself that luxury, he couldn’t stop doing it.

“Dabi…” you complained – though only half-heartedly. “Shigaraki said I should use this time to prepare for the mission…”

He chuckled at that, a flash of mischief rising in his gaze as your eyes met. “I guess you’re right.” Dabi leaned in once more – the heat of his breath fanning against your lips as he spoke. “You made me feel real good earlier but I gotta return the favor somehow, yeah? Think you can stand waiting for me until after you get back?”

Hey now – that was rude. 

You pouted slightly, glaring at the stupid little grin on Dabi’s face that only seemed to grow wider at your discontent. “I’ll wait as long as I have to, hotshot.” A small smirk played at the corner of your lip as you pressed a swift kiss against his cheek. “You better be worth the wait, though.”

Oh, a challenge? Dabi liked that. If you wanted to give him sass, he knew just how to deal with that kind of attitude. He was going to have you sobbing and crying for more on his dick soon enough.

“Don’t worry, doll. I’d never disappoint my girl. You pull off this mission and I’m gonna make you scream my name for hours.” He meant it. You could see it in his eyes, the determination and sheer desire lighting up his gaze. “I just hope you can keep up. I’ve been waiting so long for this…I can’t promise I’ll be satisfied easily, ya know?” His fingers grazed against the side of your neck as he stared into your eyes, pressing his body against yours as he closed the distance to kiss your lovely, slender throat. You didn’t wanna play with him right now? Well – then he’d just have to make you crazy. It was that simple. By the time you got back from your mission with Shigaraki, you’d be begging him to fuck you.

The unspoken promise in his words had you clenching your thighs. Dabi was doing this on purpose, that much was obvious. “You’re the worst…” you groaned out, feeling a wave of heat spread throughout your body. This was just a taste of what he wanted to do to you – and yet here you were, unraveling for him at the slightest touch.

Dabi hummed – obviously pleased with himself for making you feel such desperation. “I’m sure you’ll change your mind about that once I get my hands on that pretty pussy of yours. Now –” he abruptly pulled back, leaving you tethering on the edge. “Get your ass in gear and make me proud out there.”

A/N: I…yknow one of these days I'll stop cockblocking you (: Today is not that day! We're heading into the final act now, boiz!!

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The Villaincast Ep. 10

Toga: I have a very serious question for you.

Dabi: Ok.

Toga: Do you think your mom would adopt me?

Dabi: Why?

Toga: She was in the mental hospital, right? I feel like we would vibe.

Dabi: I already have too many siblings. My ideal number is zero.

Toga: Twitter, can we get #togatodoroki trending? Tag Dabi’s mom and send cute her cute pictures of me.

Dabi: Don’t do that.

Toga: I promise to be a better child than Dabi. She can teach me to how to be a good housewife for Ochako.

Dabi: …

Toga: I want to start a YouTube channel with her about cooking.

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