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Hi! I was wondering if you could do a wholesome Shigaraki headcannon.

I wanna know how he tells y/n his feelings for them, and the journey of how he developed them. I think it's such a cute idea, and I would love to read your input on it!

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Title: A Villain's Origin of Love

Summary: A short hc of how Shigaraki came to fall in love with you. He was never good with words, and a crush didn't help.

Cw: none

Word Count: 1k

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When you first joined the Liberation, Shigaraki hated you. He figured you were just another fan that would leave the second things became serious, just like they all did. He would observe you from a distance, never even introducing himself to you since he figured it was a waste of time. When you stuck around after a few months, you were already well acquainted with everyone, except for him. 

The other members would rave about you, telling him funny things you did and how thoughtful you were of the other members. He knew this, or course; having watched you for the better part of 3 months helped him understand just who you were. 

His skepticism started to fade when he saw you helping Toga after a battle. Usually, everyone would patch themselves up, but you jumped in to help her and other members before even helping yourself. He admired your selflessness. Another time, he watched you from behind the door as you were blissfully humming while you patched up Touya’s clothes he had destroyed a day prior. Shigaraki felt something when he saw you in these quiet moments, and he didn’t like the feeling. He felt warm on the inside, something he had never felt before. Surely he was distancing himself enough, so why was he feeling this? Was it some type of quirk you had and didn’t mention? 

“Um, Shigaraki sir?” He was taken out of his thoughts by the sound of your voice echoing from the room. When he looked up, he saw you staring at him, a slight smile on your face.

“What are you doing?” He asked, opening the door and stepping towards you.

“Oh, just repairing Dabi’s jacket. Did you need something repaired as well? Or need me for a mission?” You asked.

“N-No, just don’t fuck it up, I don’t want another singed member walking around.” He replied as he quickly left. Shigaraki got back to his room and cursed himself for not taking you up on your offer. He wanted to talk to you, but he was nervous. The leader of the biggest villain organization was nervous to talk to a girl of all things. Not having a reason to talk to you, he looked around his room for something, anything, he could give you to fix, just so he could stay in the room and watch you, at the very least. 

After not finding anything, he takes his coat off and rips it apart in several places. Heading back to your room, he hears you talking with someone on the other side of the door. He lost his chance to get you alone to talk to you. He leaves his coat outside your door and decides to take a walk around the base. 

It’s been hours and instead of thinking of battle plans, all that fills his mind are thoughts of you. He remembers the day you tried talking to him when you first joined and he ignored you, mentally beating himself up over it. He got to know how kind you were, and as selfish as it was, wanted some of that for himself. He found you pretty too, not that his ego would let him admit that. He started to imagine a life where it was just you and him, living normally amongst society, no villainy, just- 

“Shigaraki!” 

The sound of your voice made him come to a standstill. Turning around, he saw you running up to him with his coat. 

“I finished patching up your coat for you! I saw you left it outside my door,” you tell him. 

“Thanks,” he says, hesitant to take it back, scared the conversation might end. “What are you doing right now?”

“Well I just finished with your coat, so nothing, I suppose. Why, did you need something?”

“You’ve been here for a while and I never got the chance to talk to you.”

You smile and start to walk alongside him, “Talk to me about what?”

He sighs, taking his coat, “I don’t know,” he pauses, “just, about you, I guess.” He clears his throat, only being able to stare at the ground. 

The two of you talk for hours, walking all around the base as you lose track of time. He got to know more about you, your life before the Liberation, and why you decided to join. It was safe to say he was falling for you, but there was no way he was going to tell you that. Not now, at least. 

After that, the two of you became friends, and you would help him with things. In return, you would find little gifts scattered around the base with a poorly written note saying, “for Y/N, from Tomura.” You would always thank him the next time you saw him, and you noticed the way he would look at you with love in his eyes, the shy mannerisms he would display when around you, and you thought it was cute. But lord knows you could never ask the leader of a villain organization to be with you, it was out of line. 

Thankfully, Shigaraki was already a step ahead of you. He told you to meet him in his office one night with no other details. Usually, he would talk to you when he saw you, but the whole day he had been ignoring you and avoiding you like the plague. Your mind was filled with anxiety, nervous he would say you did something wrong and exile you out of the Liberation. However, when you knocked on his door that night, he opened it and you saw a teddy bear and heart shaped necklace with an engraved “T” on it in his hands. 

“Y/N,” he starts, trying his best to maintain eye contact as his face beamed bright red, “you know I’m not good with words, but.. Do you want to be with me? Be my girlfriend?” 

You chuckle at his confession, your face now matching the shade of his. “Yes, Tomura, I thought you would never ask.”

#sfw #shigaraki hc #shigaraki #shigaraki drabble #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #shigarakiscumdumpwrites #shigarakiscumdumpasks #shigarakiscumdumpanswers

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Solitary Confinement

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Summary: Wriothesley doesn't like brats, you should know that by now. That doesn't stop you from pushing his buttons, of course. This time, he's had enough. Working in a prison has taught him some things, and tonight, he's making your his little prisoner.

Cw: bondage, impact play, bukkake, sensory deprivation (blindfold)

Word Count: 1.3k

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“Actin’ like such a damn brat.. You know what I do with brats?”

You laugh in his face, “oh yeah? Whatddya do with brats?”

“Send them to confinement.” He grips your throat with his gloved hand and backs you against the wall, the blowback knocking the wind from your lungs. He’s squeezing hard enough to make you feel weary, head fuzzy with the lack of air. Before your lights go out, you hear him growl in your ear, “maybe this time you’ll learn.” 

When you wake up, you hear faint motion around you, but when you try opening your eyes, you still see black. Did he put a blindfold on you?

“Wrio?” You whisper. 

“Finally awake, Sugar?” He asks, placing something heavy on a table. 

“Where are you?” You jolt your head in the direction of his voice and try reaching out, but your arms are forced in place by a rope. 

“Don’t worry, your master’s right here..” he replies, taking a step towards you. He places his hand on your head, giving you a pat before gripping your hair and pulling your head back, exposing your sensitive neck. His hot breath startles you as his cold tongue counters it. A shiver runs up your spine, and you try to move your hands again, but to no avail. “You know how good my restraints are, so why try and break free?” he asks. 

“Sir, please, I’ll be good for you, jus’ let me go..” you whine. 

“Too late for begging now, my little prisoner. You’ve committed your crime and now it’s time you get punished.” He stands, striding back over to the table with his heavy boots that shake the ground. He picks up the object and you can feel his presence leaning over you. “Now, are you going to make this hard, or easy?”

“Oh no! Is mister tough guy gunna give it to me rough?” You feign fear. Wriothesly only laughs, placing the object between your pinned open legs. 

“We’ll see how long you can sit still for. Move a muscle and you’ll find out just how rough I can give it to you.” He threatens. He turns on the vibrator to a high setting, already setting you up for failure. The sudden vibration makes you jolt, and Wriothesley slaps your cheek, “what did I just say?” He sighs. 

“S-Sorry!” you whimper, tightening your muscles to try and stay still. Whines left your lips, filling the otherwise silent room with a concert for him to enjoy. You weren’t sure where he was, as you couldn’t hear his boots stomping around. It was too difficult to focus on anything other than the pleasure between your legs anyhow. 

It didn’t take long for the first orgasm to come, your inner thighs slicked with wetness that drenched the chair you sat in. 

“Master, can I come? Need it so bad,” you cried out. 

“Not yet,” you hear him say from behind you, which made you jolt up again. This time, he leaned over you and turned off the vibrator. You groan in protest, sad at the lost feeling. “Stupid brats like yourself don’t get to enjoy cumming so quickly,” he tsks as you hear his boots stomp over to the corner of the room. 

You tried bargaining with him through begging and pleading, but you knew he wouldn't budge. 

“You done yet?” he asks, breath hot in your face. 

“Just please! I wanna cum, it hurts!” 

“It hurts?” His voice raises with curiosity, “more than this?” unbeknownst to you, Wriothesley raises his arms and pelts down his thick, leather belt across your thigh. You scream, your tied up leg twitching at the impact that stings. 

“Well?”

You couldn’t even answer his question, your mind lost in a daze of pleasure and pain. His belt strikes down again, this time on the other thigh, leaving a red bruise in its wake. 

“I could keep going all day, you know that, Sugar… It’s up to you,” his hand gently rubs over the aching spot, “are you gunna be a good girl and cooperate with me?” 

“Yes! Promise I will, just please,” you cry.

“Please what?”

You whine, face growing hot with embarrassment. You turn your head down, to which he jerks it back up with a strong grip on your jaw. He’s taunting you, rubbing the belt across your legs, threatening you ever so subtly. 

“Please let me cum..” you whisper, brows furrowing under the blindfold. Wriothesley drops the belt and brings his free hand up to your cunt, rubbing small circles agonizingly slow. He’s enjoying the moans you give him, his own body reacting and heating up. 

“You’re soaked, poor thing.” He teases, dipping two fingers into your pussy, walls immediately clenching around his digits. You desperately try thrusting your hips to feel him deeper, but it gets you nowhere. He curls his fingers, hitting your sweet spot and you gasp, mouth wide open in bliss. Wriothesley spits in it and takes his fingers to your mouth, prompting you to lick your juices from them. He takes them out and smears his fingers across your face, chuckling at the humiliating sight. 

He turns the vibrator back on, this time on the lowest setting. He rips the blindfold off you and your eyes take a second to readjust to the light. When you finally see him, his crotch is face level and his cock is rock hard under his jeans. Instinctively, you open your mouth and roll out your tongue. He wastes no time in pulling his pants down and lining his cock up with your mouth. He’s so big that you gag when half of it is in, already hitting the back of your throat. 

“That’s it, nice and slow, Sugar,” he groans, “all you needed was something in your mouth to shut you up, and already you’re so much more obedient.” he praises. You moan around him, his words and the vibrator making you get that familiar feeling in your stomach. “You want to make your master happy?” he asks. You whine and look up at him, eyes glossed over. “Then make me cum and I’ll think about letting you, how’s that sound?” 

You want to, more than anything. Your throat closes around his cock and you swallow him, breathing becoming a second thought. Wriothesley bucks his hips, hands gripping your hair to move your head accordingly. Tears fill your eyes and blur your vision, and you can feel how close you are to cumming, and he can see it too. 

He pulls out and you gasp for air. “Are you going to be a good girl from now on?” You nod, too lost to form words. He turns up the vibration and unties your hands, allowing you to fall forward and grips his thigh. 

“Please, Wrio, need to cum!” You pant. 

“Cum for me, Y/N, be a good fucking girl and put on a show for me,” he commands, his voice dark with desire. You writhe in the chair, grinding down on the vibrator that hits you just right, sending you over the edge with pleasure. Wriothesley grabs a fistful of your hair and tilts your head upward, right in line with his cock as he cums, painting your face with it. He keeps the vibrator on, letting you ride out your high before turning it off. He walks over to the table and grabs a towel that he laid out beforehand, cleaning you up and untying you. You fall limp into his arms as he carries you up the stairs and into your bedroom. When he returns minutes later, he brings you to the bath where the both of you get in and relax after a long scene.

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Intoxicating Love

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Summary: You saw a new ad for a pheromone perfume online and you figured you'd give it a shot. Who knew it would work so well...

Cw: none

Word Count: 1.2k

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You didn’t get to see Dabi much, and when you did, his attention was always elsewhere. He seemed like your little dates and hangouts were taking up his time, like he had better things to do. 

While scrolling on your phone, you get an ad for a new perfume that says, “Your boyfriend won’t be able to resist!” It was a pheromone perfume, something you had never heard of before. It said it smelt like musk, honey, and cinnamon, which all sounded like good scents to you. You placed your order as quickly as you saw the ad, and waited several days for it to arrive. 

When you had the perfume in hand, you sprayed a bit and it smelt sweet and warm. It didn’t make you feel anything like the ad said, but it smelt good nonetheless. You sprayed a bit on your neck and chest as you were getting ready for your date with Dabi. You planned a movie night at your place, and he should be arriving any minute. 

There was a loud bang at your door, and you raced downstairs to invite him in. 

“Hi Dabi!” you say enthusiastically as you practically drag him inside. 

“Someone’s excited to see me.” he says, throwing off his shoes and letting them go anywhere. He leans down to meet you and gives you a kiss. Almost immediately, he can sense something different about you, although he didn’t know what. 

“How was your day?” you ask. 

“It was definitely somethin’,” he replies. You were hoping he would add on, maybe give you some details or maybe notice your new smell, but he was just as cold as always. Your smile faded a bit, maybe it doesn’t work like the ad said. The two of you head into the living room where there’s tons of snacks laid out on the coffee table. You had a few choices of movies, and Dabi picked the horror one to watch. 

It was hard for Dabi to focus on the movie, not that he often came over for the activities you two did regardless. But it was a different feeling. Rather than his usual boredom, he kept getting the urge to fuck you. Don’t get him wrong, he always made sure to do that before he left, but his body was being impatient today. 

“Dabi, you okay?” you ask. He didn’t even realize his leg was bouncing since his mind was racing with thoughts of you underneath him in bed, crying his- 

“Dabi?” You batted your lashes, hiding a cynical smirk. Maybe the perfume was working after all. 

“Yeah, sorry doll. Long day,” he says, trying to evade the truth. 

“Do you need anything?” 

“Yeah, c’mere.” Dabi replied, opening up his arms to you. You jumped right in and tucked yourself between his chest and arm, being warmed by the heat he produced. He squeezes you tightly, almost a little too tightly just to bring you closer so he can smell you. 

“What’do you got on? It’s suffocating.” 

“Oh, I got this new perfume! Do you like it?” You ask. 

“It’s not bad,” he blankly replies. Truth be told, Dabi was obsessed with the smell. It was better than anything he ever smelt before and it was becoming insufferable to just continue sitting here and doing nothing. A bulge was growing in his pants, and it didn’t go unnoticed by you. You sneakily brought your hand over and started palming him slowly, just a tease. 

“C’mon, baby, don’t tease me like that..” he grunted. His hips jolted into your hand, desperate for more pleasure. You slipped your hand under his waistband and took hold of his dick, giving it small pumps. Dabi was looking down at you, thinking of how badly he wanted to ruin you and make you cry for him. Growing impatient and ever more horny, he huffed and stood up to take his pants off quickly. Dabi then pinned you to the couch, holding your hands above your head and craning his head down into the crook of yours to get another whiff of your perfume. 

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy, doll..” he groans, grinding his hips into yours. You giggled and matched his movement. 

He couldn’t keep his hands off of you. Dabi trailed one down your chest and burned your shirt off, exposing your tits for him to squeeze and kiss. You wanted to touch him back and make him feel good, but his other hand kept yours pinned down thoroughly, making sure you couldn’t escape. 

Fuck, so pretty under me like this, so helpless.” 

“Just for you~”

“Good girl, all f’me,” he replied, “let’s take these off, they’re just getting in the way..” he burned your pants and underwear off next, leaving you completely exposed to him. You squirmed because of the cold air, but that was quickly replaced with the heat of his hands down by your cunt. Dabi teased you a bit, rubbing your clit in small, circular motions. He was soaking up all the pretty noises you made for him, and he could feel you getting wetter by the second.  He took his 2 fingers plunged them into your pussy and stretched you out, scissoring and pumping them to warm you up. You whined and bucked your hips at the feeling, muttering Dabi’s name over and over. 

“What, you feel that good just from my fingers? We can’t have that..” He released your hands and lined his dick up with your hole before plunging in, taking no time to ease you into it. 

“Ah, fuck!” you screamed, eyes shutting tightly. Dabi caged you in, leaning over you with a heavy demeanor and a look of lust in his eyes. He was feral, hips speeding up as if he was humping you like a dog, not too worried about your pleasure since he could only focus on his raging hard on. “Slow down, Dabi, it’s too much!” You beg. You hug him, nails scratching up and down his back, leaving pretty red trail marks. 

“You feel too good, doll, fuck you’re so tight, keep squuezin’ around me like that, shit,” he said. Dabi’s face was latched onto your neck as he left dark hickies to remind people that you were his. You bucked your hips to match his pace, the only sounds heard in the room were slapping and moaning, the movie on the tv long forgotten. 

“Dabi, I can’t, I’m gunna cum!”

“Cum for me, doll, cum all around my cock, c’mon..” he groans. His thrusting doesn’t slow even as you’re coming down from your high, and you get overstimulated. 

“Dabi please, It’s too much, I can’t take it!” You’re shaking and twitching, cunt overstimulated by the constant pounding of his dick in that sweet spot. 

“Just hold on a little longer, baby, I know you can do it.” he tells you. 

It feels like an eternity before Dabi finally fills you up. He’s panting above you and you can’t help but smile at him. Some silly perfume made him crave you so bad, and boy did it work. Maybe you would wear this more often…

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Day 8: Frankenstein Dabi

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Title: The Monster You Created

Summary: After all your hard work, hours in the lab finally paid off. You finally had recreated life! A real life person, all to yourself? This could be fun..

Cw: mentions of blood

Word Count: 1k

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All your hard work has finally paid off. You spent months researching and creating different formulas to clone and create life. Everyone thought you were crazy, that you would never accomplish it. But you proved them all wrong. 

“Awaken!” You yelled as you pulled the lever. The lights in your laboratory flickered as electricity flowed through the chair your subject was in. Jolts surged through the body and started the heart up, and your monitor showed a steady heartbeat and faint breath. You gasped, a tear shedding from your eye due to happiness. Your subject's eyes flickered open and looked around the room. 

“Hello?” you asked.

In a cracked voice, your subject replies, “who are you?”

“I’m your creator, Y/N. Do you know your name?”

“D-Dabi..” he said, almost confused as he said his name out loud. 

“Yes! Yes, your name is Dabi!” You laughed, the memory transformation seemed to work. 

Before you locked yourself away and started this project, you previously worked for the league of villains as one of their doctors. One day when they were out fighting the biggest heroes in Japan, Dabi got gravely injured and was rendered unconscious. When Shigaraki asked you to help, there wasn’t much you could do since he was pronounced dead upon arrival. He said he would pay a large amount if you were able to make Dabi come back to life, so you took on the project. Months later, Dabi was finally reborn, but you added some improvements to this once horrid individual. 

“Do you remember what happened to you?”

“I was.. I was with a group of people and…” Dabi trailed off, not being able to pinpoint what happened. 

“It’s alright, it’s only natural you’d forget, especially after something so horrible..” you sighed, “we were out one night, and when I went off without you, some thugs attacked me.. But thankfully you came to my rescue and dealt with them. That is, until one of them hit you over the head with a crowbar and knocked you out.. But they didn’t stop, I was so scared for you,” you start to tear up.

“Don’t think about it,” he sat up, grabbing your shoulder, "I'm alright now, thanks to you,” Dabi smiled. 

You were surprised he believed the lie; you weren’t sure the memory erasing would work completely. He wiped the tear from your eye and leaned in closer. “Is it alright if I..?”

“Yes,” you smile, letting him kiss you. His lips were cold, and his skin was pale, but his heart was beating, and you couldn’t be happier. 

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Several weeks after Dabi’s awakening, you two had fallen into a routine. You’d wake up together, enjoy breakfast, spend the day shopping and sightseeing, before ending the night with dinner and cuddling in bed. It was everything you could’ve asked for. Dabi had been getting more handsy with you lately, too, and it was something you were hesitant about. Not because you didn't want to, but you didn’t know if his body could handle it. Needless to say, it could. 

“Fuck, faster Dabi, don’t stop,” you whine into the crook of his neck as he thrusts into you ruthlessly. 

“Feels so good, god you’re amazing..” he praises, kissing your neck. His cock was still cold, much like the rest of him, almost like a vampire would be. Your warm cunt wrapping around his cock sent shivers up his spine, driving him mad with pleasure that pushed him to destroy you further. Dabi quickened his pace, moaning and grunting filling the otherwise silent room. You claw at his back, your nails tearing at his scars and drawing blood. Dabi winces at the pain, but it’s quickly followed by his narrowing eyes, filled with an otherworldly look of lust and sadism. He lifts your leg over his shoulder, letting his cock drill deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot perfectly. 

You grip the sheets, back arching as you feel yourself about to cum for the second time tonight. Dabi laughs, and his thrusts become slow but powerful. He can feel your pussy begging for more with the way your walls cling around him, forcing him in deeper. 

“Don’t edge me Dabi, I want to cum so bad!” you cry as you furrow your brows in frustration. 

“Aw yeah? Then beg me for it, doll~” He says, which was a bit funny considering he was more of the doll. 

“Please, Dabi, please let me cum, I need you so bad!” You arch your back and try moving your hips to relieve yourself, but he holds you down and traps you underneath him. 

“You wanna cum?”

“Yes please..” you whimper through moans, desperate to get him to start moving again. Dabi grabs your tits and gropes you, pinching at your nipples to wind you up even more before bringing back his relentless pace. He was close, too, but he wasn’t focused on his own pleasure. After all, you designed him to be perfect for you. 

“Fuck Dabi can I please cum? I can’t take it anymore, ‘feels too good!” You scream, barely able to hold back the pleasure from overtaking you before his command. 

“Cum for me, doll, let me feel you cum around this cock.” 

That was all it took for you to roll over the hill and orgasm, his words releasing you to a whole new world of pleasure only he could make you feel.

“That’s it, baby, cum for me, just like that..” he talks you through it as he caresses your cheek, giving you loving kisses all over your body. 

When you finally come down from your high, Dabi makes sure to get a towel and draw a bath for the both of you. Afterwards, the two of you get into bed like always, and cuddle until you fall asleep resting in his arms. This was truly a scientific breakthrough.

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Day 7: Bimbo Kiri HC

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Title: Bimbo Kiri HC

Summary: some hc of bimbo, golden retriever Kiri

Cw: slight nsfw 

Word count: 239

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Bimbo Kiri who always tries looking cool to impress you when he trains, but ultimately ends up falling over or hurting himself trying

Bimbo Kiri who is a simp for you before you start dating; always wanting to buy you nice things and make you look pretty

Bimbo Kiri who looks like a lost puppy when you talk about things from the business course, but still listens with open ears because he loves the sound of your voice

Bimbo Kiri who shouts and tells absolutely EVERYBODY that you said yes when he finally had the courage to ask you out- he’s so happy to finally call you his

Bimbo Kiri that doesn’t recognize his own strength and tends to be a little too rough with you while having sex

Bimbo kiri that thinks you’re joking when you whine and cry as he’s fucking you; he thinks you’re doing it for the atmosphere, but he’s really just too big 

Bimbo kiri who provides the best aftercare in the world, making sure he tends to any bruises he left on you and gets you cleaned up

Bimbo Kiri who stresses over his hair and outfit every day because he always wants to look his best around you (although he can’t dress himself for shit) 

Bimbo Kiri that nearly faints whenever you compliment him in the slightest or stare at him

Overall, Kiri is just a dummy that loves everything about you

#kirishima x you #kirishima x reader #kirishima #kirishima hc #hc #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #shigarakiscumdumpkinktober #shigarakiscumdumpwrites #slight nsfw

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Day 6: Mirror Sex With Bakugo

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Title: That Face of Yours

Summary: Date night wasn't supposed to be like this, but this was better than dinner anyways, right?

Cw: Degradation, choking, slight impact play, spitting

Word Count: 557

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“Look into the mirror while I fuck this pussy. What a little whore I have, drooling and pantin’ over my dick,” he taunts you, “fuckin’ pathetic.” 

“I’m pathetic, a pathetic mess for you, daddy!” You whine as you stare back at yourself, tits bouncing in time with his thrusts. His chiseled body behind you was all you wanted to look at, but anytime your gaze shifted, Bakugo would take his free hand and grip your jaw to reposition your line of sight. 

You didn’t know what landed you in this position, you were supposed to go out for a date night to a nice restaurant to celebrate Katsuki’s promotion. 

“W-We’re gunna be late, Katsu..” you pant. 

“Fuck it; this is a good enough date night f’me,” he says. He wraps his hand around your throat and tightens his grip, watching the little panicked look you had before melting into his touch. 

Your pretty floral dress had been long forgotten by the time Katsuki was finished eyeing you up and down. As soon as he came into the room asking if you were ready, he stopped dead in his tracks and his pants grew tight instantly. 

“Ya looked to fucking pretty to go out anyways- only I get to see you like this, you’re mine.” He blurts out possessively. 

“M’ yours, all yours, daddy!” 

“That’s my good girl,” he praises. Katsuki lets your leg fall and pushes you down on all fours. He grabs a tuft of your hair to pull your head up while he fucks you from behind. You can see his cocky grin in the mirror behind you, knowing he’s getting off on how pathetic you look for him. A heavy hand comes down on your ass with a lingering heat making you wince. 

“Aw c’mon, can’t handle a little slap from me now? Don’t tell me you’re fucked out already; we just started.” He taunts you with another few slaps, each one hotter and rougher than before. He only stops when he sees tears in your eyes and a bright red hand mark left behind. 

“Is my little baby crying? What happened to my tough bitch, huh?”

“Too much, Katsu, feels too good, shit,” you groan. Katsuki laughs at you and leans down close to your face. 

“Look at me.” You look up at the mirror and stare at his reflection, “not there, dumbass. Right at me.” He reiterates. As you turn your head to actually face him, he spits in your face before rubbing it around with his hand. He was always rough with you, and you loved every second of it. 

“Are you my little whore?” He asks. You weakly nod in response, but that wasn’t the answer he was looking for. “Be a big girl, use your words.” 

“Yes, I’m your little whore, daddy!” You cry out, beginning to feel overwhelmed from his cock. 

“I can feel you gettin’ tighter, you gunna cum for me pretty?” He whispers in your ear. 

“Please can I cum for you, Kats? Need it so bad..” 

Katuski chuckles and pulls out abruptly. He flips you on your back and lines himself up with your tits before cumming all over them, leaving a pretty sight for him to enjoy. 

“Nah, I don’t think so. Maybe I’ll let ya when we get back from dinner.” He replies.

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Day 5: Gloryhole Heroes Pt. 3

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Summary: You didn’t want to talk about it. No amount of explaining could make sense of how you ended up here- again. 

Cw: eiffel- towered, non-con, degradation, impact play, choking, mind control, temperature play, marking, watersports (pee), exhibitionism, anal, gaping, passing out, somno

Word Count: 3.7k

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Bakugo & kiri: Bakugo sauntered into the bathroom during his night patrol and was met with a pleasant sight. 

“Now how did a pretty thing like you end up in here?” He asks with a smirk. 

“Don’t ask; can you just help me?” 

“Only if you help me first..”

“You’re a hero! I thought heroes were supposed to put others first and save the public?!” 

“Sure, but you met the wrong hero for that. Don’t you know me?” “You’re Dynamight, with the fire quirk, right?”

“You’ve done your research,” he smirks, “you ever seen my interviews? I ain’t really the charismatic type hero..” he laughs. You’ve seen him fight; that’s for sure. You knew he was strong, and by what he was implying, you didn’t want him to be the first hero to find you. 

Bakugo took no time in sauntering his way into the front stall, peering down at your face with a menacing glance. 

If you weren’t sweating, you were now. You tried bargaining with him like the villains do, but he shut you up with the tip of his cock breaching past your lips. 

It was big and thick, and for a second you were happy he chose your mouth and not your… 

The gagging noises filled the bathroom stall as Bakugo took your hair in his fist and guided your head to move, allowing him to do no work. His pace was relentless, and he kept up until the bathroom door opened. 

“Hey, Bakubro, what’s taking so long?!” Another deep voice shouted from the entrance. As the footsteps got closer, you saw a lock of bright red hair in your peripheral. Red Riot.

“Look at the new edition they added to the bathroom! You gotta try her, man, if her throat’s this tight, I can only imagine what that pussy feels like,” Bakugo hissed through a breath. Kirishima looked taken aback by the view, but his hero costume gave his growing bulge away. Nervously, he looked from Bakugo to you, then back to Bakugo. 

“I don’t know man, what if somethin’ happens outside?” 

“Fuck ‘em- just like I’m fuckin’ this piece,” he laughs, never once stopping his harrowing motions. 

You could hear the cogs turning in Red Riots' mind as he walked to the other side of the stall. You tried saying no, but the only thing heard was lousy moans around Bakugo’s cock. 

“She’s whinin, she must really need it!” 

That was the only confirmation Kirishima needed to pull his pants down and line his cock up to your hole. You took a deep breath (well, as deep as you could) and prepared for the intrusion. Kirishima was far bigger than Bakugo, stretching your walls further than you thought possible. More tears streamed down your face as you tried writhing away from him, but to no avail. 

“I got you, don’t worry, poor thing..” Kirishima consoled as he grabbed your hips and steadied your backside. Once he was finally in all the way, he started at a slow pace out of sync with his friends. The opposing rhythms shook your body back and forth through the tight hole you found yourself stuck in, causing a rope- burn sensation to your torso. 

“What a weak lil civilian we got, gettin’ stuck in a place like this, between a rock and a hot head,” he teased. 

“People like you are the ones who need saving..” Kirishima chimed in, although it was said through a groan of pleasure and selfishness. You nodded your head to agree, as if Krishima could see, which helped Bakugo’s cock slide further down your throat.

“Ah shit babe, gunna cum,” Bakugo said, “want me to cum down this pretty throat of yours?” He asked. Regardless of your answer, you knew he would, so you shut your eyes and took a deep breath through your nose before getting a shot full of hot liquid down the back of your throat. Bakugo pulled out from your throat expecting a few cross words from you, but you just hang your head low, letting snot and tears fall to the ground. 

“C’mon, shitty hair, we got places to be!” Bakugo punched his friend before walking to the door. 

“Ah, I haven’t even-”

“You’ll find better out on the street. Leave her there, it’s the most generous thing you could do- like given’ back to the community!” He laughed, rushing Kirishima out of you and the bathroom before he could cum.

Shinsou: It had been less than 5 minutes before you heard the bathroom door swing open again, and your sore holes winced at the noise. 

“My my, what do we have here?” You hear a burley voice say tiredly. 

“Hello?! Can you help me, please?” 

A man with bright purple hair comes into view. It was Shinsou, a hero who had never chosen his own hero name. 

“You’re telling me you didn’t put yourself here?” He asks after a few other questions. 

“No! For fucks sake, can you help me, or not?” 

“Well, it looks like you’d be happy to help me,” he laughs to himself, “but there’s not much my quirk can do to help you, sorry sweets.” 

You sigh in defeat, waiting to hear his pant zipper for the seemingly inevitable. 

“What did you say your name was again?”

“Y/N.” 

“Y/N. What a lovely name,” your mind feels clouded and your eyes gloss over, “jerk me off.” 

Shinsou pulled down his pants and your hand immediately reached for the cock in front of it. Internally, you were screaming, telling yourself no, but your limb seemed to have a mind of its own; guess that’s what a mind controlling quirk will do to you. 

He couldn’t look down at you, keeping his gaze to the ceiling as you palmed his cock, rubbing the tip between your fingers and even spitting on your own hand for lube. The tears wouldn’t fall, no matter how much you wanted to cry. Even though it was just a hand job, you were exhausted. 

“Shit, are you normally this good at handjobs?” Shinsou sputters out. He ran his fingers through his hair, fighting with himself on whether or not he should stop. He knew he should, but fuck did it feel good. “Faster.” He commanded, and so your hand listened and your wrist moved faster up and down his member. Precum was dribbing from his tip and it kept twitching in your hand. You knew he was close and wanted to close your eyes and back away, but your eyes were hyper fixated on it as you watched white ropes shoot from his cock. 

Almost like magic, you were broken from the trance and Shinsou was already near the door before you could get a word out.

Denki: Just like clockwork, several minutes after Shinsou leaves, his pal Denki shows up, seemingly more excited than you’ve seen him in interviews.

“H-Hello?”

“What?” You reply back bluntly. 

“Oh, so there really is someone in here!” He says back, enthusiasm lacing his words. You no sooner see a bright yellow head of hair enter the front stall. As if he was already overflowing with energy, his hairs were standing on their own. 

“So, how does this work?” 

“I’m not some service! I got stuck here! Please help me get out.” You sigh, angry by his assumptions. 

“Oh, I see; playing hard to get. I’ve been with my fair share of ladies like you before,” he says, ignoring your genuine plea. Denki was muttering things to himself, but over your anger you didn’t bother listening. “Should I go for a blowjob or rimjob first?”

“First?! Maybe fucking neither!” 

“Okay, now you’re playing a little too hard to get. How do you expect to get men like this? I’ll tell ya what- you give me a blowjob, and I’ll give you the $20 in my back pocket, how’s that sound?”

“Are you kidding me?” 

Denki pulls out a twenty dollar bill and waves it in front of your face. “Forreal.” 

Of course you said no, and cursed him out some more while you were at it. While you were doing that, Denki wasted no time and released his dick from his trousers. You paused when you saw that bright yellow hair from below that matched his head.

“Finally, you’re done talking!” Denki grabbed your face rather roughly, but not with intentions of hurt- he was just too excited. He pinched your mouth open wide and slid his dick right in, thrusting his hips back and forth so quickly you might think his quick was superspeed. You choked on it, and were honestly a little scared you might get electrocuted, especially since there were sparks coming off his hands and out his ears. 

“Amazing, oh god… so good..” Denki was slurring his words a bit, and you took your gaze up to see his eyes rolled back and tongue lolled out of his mouth. He placed his free hand in your hair and you winced at the sudden jolt of electricity you felt. 

“My bad, just feels, too-” his sentence slowed to a halt before his hips paused. You were waiting for that familiar feeling to shoot down the back of your throat, but then he pulls back and walks out of the stall. 

“Um. Hey, you forgot to-” Denki was already out the door before you got to tell him his dick was still out. Oh well, sucks for him.

Todoroki: It had been a while. You tried prying your way out of this hole for quite some time now, only managing to bruise your arms and torso more in the process. 

The door swung open and in came Todoroki, better known by his hero name, Shoto. This was perfect! Finally, a hero with a quirk that might be able to get you out of here.

“Thank god! Can you-” “Stop talking.” He said coldly. His hands gripped your waist and he abruptly slapped your ass. You yelped at the pain that was laced with heat and opened your mouth to-

“If you don’t want me to slap you again, stay quiet. I don’t like my play things talking.” He said. Todoroki wasted no time and unzipped his pants to reveal his dick. Without any prep, he forces himself inside of you and you hold back a shriek. 

“I know your father is Endeavor and all, but the audacity you have to come in here and-” Todoroki raised his right hand and it came down heavily, the cold sting not having much of a numbing effect. He kept his hand there this time, though, letting the cold seep into your skin. 

You cried in silence, not wanting another slap to your ass. 

Upon releasing his hand, there was a bright white (and frozen) hand print that he had etched in. 

“Will you stay quiet now?” You did, not even risking it to answer his question. 

While he was thrusting into your wet cunt, it was getting hotter. Like the feeling of rope burn. 

It took you a second to realize he actually stopped moving. But it was still burning. 

“If you don’t answer my question, I don’t mind singing the inside of your pussy until it’s black and charred.” 

“Wha- yes! Yes, I’ll stay quiet!!” You screamed. 

“Good.” He continued thrusting, and only then did you feel the true effects of what him burning your insides did. The friction made the feeling of rope burn a laughing matter. 

“There’s urinals right over there, but why make that journey when there’s a perfectly good waste bin here.” Todoroki said before you felt a cool stream of piss flow. 

That ‘cool’ stream turned into lava from hell, stinging and seeping into the wounds he gave you. 

When his piss stream subsided, he pulled out and slapped his dick on your asscheek a few times. 

“You’re truly disgusting, but at least I burned your cunt so bad that the next few shouldn’t hurt- I’d be surprised if you still had any nerve endings in there.” He walked over to the door and looked back at you before rolling his eyes and saying, “You’re welcome.”

Mineta: You could actually meet eye- to- eye with him. If it wasn’t for everything else you’d been through tonight, you’d be laughing right now. 

“Hey, you gunna say something or not?” The tiny hero calls out. 

“I’m guessing you can’t help me in any way?”

“Why would I help you? This is where you belong. You should be happy to serve us men.” 

“Men?” You look him up and down and this time, do let out a small laugh. 

“Did you just fucking laugh at me?!”

“Listen kid, why don’t you go run off back to your-”

“I’m not a kid! Don’t you see the hero costume? The name’s Grape Juice, cause of my sticky balls.” 

“That is fucking disgusting..” You say. 

He showed you, and it wasn’t what you were thinking, which was a relief. He plucked 4 purple balls from his head and placed them in a square around you. He latched his hands onto the top 2 and his feet on the others. Now you were staring at his pathetic excuse for a dick. 

“Don’t tell me you want me to..”

“You talk too much, just suck it already bitch!” He said, thrusting his hips into your face. 

You easily dodged. 

“Hey, what the hell, man!” He tried again with more force this time. 

He rammed his groin into your ear. 

“This isn’t gunna happen, give it up.” You say, holding back laughter. 

“Fuck you!” He plucks his hand off the wall and slaps you. 

It didn’t hurt. 

“Ouchie, if I were a villain, I’d be terrified right now!” you remark sarcastically. 

Mineta swears obscenities at you as he detaches from the wall and waddles out of the stall.

TestsuTetsu: Some time after that clown show popped up, another man walked into the bathroom. This time, he’s much taller. 

“Hey, sweet thing! You got a service goin’ on, or what?” He asks. 

“Wow, I haven't heard that one tonight. Can you help me?” 

“Maybe; what’s in it for me?” 

He’s just like everyone else. He looks oddly familiar though. Maybe if his hair was red… 

“What’s your name?”

“TetsuTetsu TetsuTetsu, but my hero name is Real Steel; wanna guess why?” 

“Because you can become as hard as steel?” you reply unamused. 

“Bingo! Wow, you’re pretty smart for a glory hole!” He chuckled. 

“So can this quirk of yours break down this stall or not?”

“‘Course it can! But I can also break somethin’ else..” his cheery demeanor shifted to a dark one, the inflections in his voice indicating why he really came in here. 

He made his way to the back stall and you heard the all too familiar sound of rustling pants. 

This time, however, it wasn’t your pussy that would ache. 

It was your ass. 

Tetsu pulls out his cock and pumps it a few times, spreading his pre as some much needed lube before forcing his cock up your ass. The shriek you let out could be heard from down the street, and the pain only made you tighten up. 

“Now, now, get any tighter and I won’t be able to move, sweetheart.” he says, “Maybe if I make some more room it’ll be better..” 

“Stop! Please, it hurts too much!” you beg. Tetsu ignores your pleas and you can feel something shift. 

He takes a deep breath and activates his quirk, hardening his entire body, and yes, that means that too. 

The pain was unbearable. Surely something was going to tear. His thrusts are slow but unforgiving as he uses the stall wall for support. 

“I know it hurts, I know, but that’ll pass and then you’ll feel amazing- promise!” He says. “Just please, try to be a little quieter..” 

You couldn’t help it; your ass hurt so bad the screams were unwillingly leaving your mouth. If you kept it up, you’d probably lose your voice. 

It all became quiet once you passed out from the pain. Of course, that didn’t stop Tetsu from fucking you, if anything, it gave him a sense of pride knowing his cock was so much it knocked you unconscious. 

Nearly 10 minutes later and you were waking back up, right as he was getting close. 

“Aww, are you finally awake again? I was gettin’ nervous,” he asks, “but fuck, just in time, ‘cuz I’m gunna cum, sweets!” he groans and leans into you. He roughly grabs your hips to still you and focuses all of his energy into thrusting fast and hard until the pleasure kicks him over that hill. Tetsu came inside your ass, and as he pulled out, the gape was so big that all his juices poured right out and down your cunt. 

“Fuck, that’s a pretty sight..” he remarks as you hear a camera click. He pulls out a sharpie from his back pocket and writes, “TetsuTetsu was here!” with an arrow pointing to your ass before cleaning himself up and patting you on the head. 

“You didn’t do too bad, sweets.”

Shindou: It’s been such a long night, you just want one hero to come and actually save you, instead of using their power and title for harm. Just when you thought no one else would come in, you hear the door swing open for the nth time that night. 

“My my, what do we have here?” you hear an unfamiliar voice say. 

“Hello? Can you help me, please?” You beg, tears and snot running down your face. The unfamiliar face shows itself as he enters the stall in front of you. 

“The name’s Shindou. How can I help?”

“Can you break me out of here, please god?” 

“I’d love to, but my quirk isn’t exactly made for stuff like that. Someone like Kirishima or Tetsu might be able to help; want me to give them a ring?”

“No! For fucks sake, no..” you say, breaking down in a full on sob trying not to remember what happened with them hours prior. 

“Bad night for you, huh?” Shindou asks as he laughs.

“Can you help me or not?”

“No, sorry sugar, but you could probably help me..” he says. Just like all the other heroes tonight, you can hear that greedy, selfish tone to his voice, that tells you all you need to hear. 

“Just go away..” you sob, defeated. 

“How could I do that when there’s such a pretty girl in desperation, huh?” He faux- fully coos as he unzips his hero costume. There was no amount of begging or crying that could end this night any sooner, so you let your head fall as you anticipate the worst. Shindou makes his way to the behind stall and you can hear him heavily breathe as he takes in what all the others have done to leave their mark. 

“Wanna know something special about me?” Shindou asks to deaf ears, “I can channel all my energy for my quirk into specific body parts.. And you know what my quirk is, right sugar?” Again, you don’t answer. 

“It’s vibration. Won’t something like that feel good after all those selfish guys tonight? Hell, in a way, you could say I’m saving you. I’ll make sure you feel amazing, sugar, promise.” He finishes his sentence that’s laced with deceit. Shindou makes his way to the back stall and takes a second to look at the damage caused by everyone else. 

“Yeah, I’ll make sure to be gentle, I promise,” he says. You can barely even feel his dick go in, the feeling nothing more than a slight sting. Everything was already numb down there. The only indication he activated his vibration quirk was the shallow breathing from him and the creaky stall doors. “I see Todoroki’s been here,” Shindou sighs, “Who else did you let use you tonight, sugar?”

“Let? You think I let everyone use me?” you say angry and hurt. 

“Well I mean you couldn’t have magically, fuck, landed yourself between the wall of the mens bathroom- god, you feel amazing..” he remarks. 

“Of course not! The league-”

“Oh here we go with the League of villains,” Shindou starts, “all civilians think every villain is part of that group… Whoever put you here wasn’t a part of the league. Maybe all this cock tonight scrambled your brain.” He said. 

You truly couldn’t believe how rude and un- empathetic a hero was being right now. It was possible he wasn’t even a hero to begin with; you’ve never heard of him before. 

The night has been long, and fighting with men got you nowhere. 

“But I bet I’m making you feel real happy about being stuck here, right sugar?” He asks. 

“.. Just.. Listen, if you can’t get me out of here, just leave.” You beg through choking sobs. 

“There there, just a little longer and I’ll have you over the moon.” He reassures you. You couldn’t even tell if he was thrusting into you, the burns Todoroki left had scarred you- in more ways than one. Even if you wanted to, which you didn’t, you weren’t able to feel the vibration this presumptuous hero was boasting about. Shindou’s hand comes down on your raw asscheek with a harsh slap that echoes throughout the stall. You wince in pain and hear him hitch his breath. 

“Fuck, you just got so much tighter, you’re gunna make me come,” he sighs, slapping your ass again. He groans from behind, continuing to slap your ass, turning it even more red. 

“Shit, sugar, I’m cumming!” He says as he pulls out and empties himself onto your ass. He slaps it one more time for good measure before returning to the front stall. “How did that feel?”

“Horrible..” you spit. 

“Aw, that’s a shame, cuz I felt awesome!” He says enthusiastically as he gives you a pat on the head, “Don’t worry, though. I’m sure a hero will come along and save you.”

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Day 4: College party gone wrong (reader x shiggy x dabi)

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Title: Parties Aren’t My Thing

Summary: Freshman year of college had you nothing but stressed. Mina constantly invited you to parties and you finally took her up on the offer. Looking for a one night stand, you didn’t expect the night to go the way it did. 

Cw: noncon/ dubcon, mentions of blood, bukake, dacryphilia, pain play, threesome, drunk reader, slight stalking, abo themes (chasing/ getting caught), cumming inside, recording/ blackmail, degradation

Word Count: 2.3k 

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Your first semester at college was stressful, as it was for just about any other freshman. There were heaps of sororities and frats, but you didn’t have the time for any. Being in the engineering courses took up a lot of your time. While it was important to you, so was your mental health. When’s the last time you took a break anyways? Mina had invited you to a fuck ton of parties, and you were always too busy, but you decided to take her up on her offer this time. Maybe a college party would be better than the crappy high schools ones UA used to put on. 

A few hours before the party, you start getting ready, vibing out with Mina as you help each other create stunning fits that’ll have boys’ heads turning. You weren’t looking for a boyfriend, but Mina was always trying to get you to find someone. 

“It’s been what, four years since you've dated someone? It’s time to get you back out there, girl!” She tells you. 

“I mean I guess, but I just don’t have the time for something like that.” 

“Okay, then have yourself a one night stand!! You need to get dicked down, Y/N.” She politely roasts you. Sighing, you let her put you in this black body con dress, paired with the chunkiest heels you struggled to walk in, and some fancy silver jewelry. Mina always had to pregame, so you were both a little hammered before arriving. 

When you pulled up to the party, you never realized just how many people went to your school. There had to be at least 300 people here, and Mina said it was just 2 dorms that knew about the party. Whoever’s dorm this was must’ve bribed the administration, because it was huge! You didn’t think dorms could be this big, and yet here you were, standing in the living room of this presumed house. Mina had already run off to get you two more drinks, which left you standing alone in a crowd full of people. You scanned the room for any potential matches but your mind was still so stuck up on schoolwork that you were basically searching for a study buddy. Maybe Mina was right; have a drink and get to know someone. 

“You look like a lost lamb, Y/N. Here, drink this. The bartender made it extra strong for us.” Mina giggled as she handed you the glass. You took a sip of the fruity concoction, and it was met with a sigh from your friend. You looked toward her and she downed hers like a shot. You shrugged and did the same. The sooner this was in your system, the better. The music was ungodly loud. It sounded like your head was inside the speakers with how much it was rattling your brain. You walked out of the living room into the kitchen, where a guy was mixing drinks. You placed your empty glass back down with a smile and wandered off again. 

This time you found yourself in a surprisingly empty bedroom. You splayed out on the bed, feeling the cool linen sheets wrap themselves around your arms as you fanned out as if making a snow angel. 

“Someone had a bit to drink,” you hear a voice say. Like a deer in headlights you stop in your tracks and look up, seeing a man standing in the doorway to the connected bathroom. 

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, is this your bed?”

“With those god awful sheets? Please,” he scoffs, taking a step in your direction. He didn’t seem like the polite type, but rather the type to take what he wants without asking. His heavy, dark, demeanor turned you off a bit, unsure of his motives. 

“What’s your name?”

“Is this a round of 21 questions, doll?” he chuckles, sitting down on the edge of the bed. You subconsciously scoot over a bit, nervous of sitting too close to the enigmatic man. “The name’s Dabi.” 

“Dabi,” you repeat. 

He didn’t think hearing someone as cute as you say his name would have this effect on him, but he was suddenly interested in the little doll sat before him. 

“My name is Y/N, nice to meet you, despite the weird and loud circumstances.” you laugh. 

“Aw, I’m sure I could make you louder than that shitty music out there,” He says.

“I’m sorry?” You truly weren’t sure if you heard him right. Surely he didn’t mean..

“Are you a virgin or something, cupcake? Or are you just in awe of someone as hot as me talking to you?” You scoff at his cockiness, standing up to leave and get another drink. Dabi grabs your wrist and keeps you from going. “I wasn’t done talking to you.” 

“Yeah, well I was.” you huff, ripping your arm out of his tight grasp and hurrying out of the room. You order another drink, and while it’s being made, try and look for Mina. You don’t seem him following you out, but Mina is nowhere in sight. You take your phone out to text her. 

“Your drink, ma’am.” the guy said. You took a sip of your fruity drink and paced the room with your eyes. Dabi was sitting diagonally from you in another chair, eyeing you down. Some guy was sitting next to him and talking to him. You hoped that wasn’t his freaky little friend. You take your drink off the bar and walk in the other direction and find yourself outside by some patio chairs. You knew if Mina was out here, you’d hear her before you saw her, so you were at another dead end. Your eyes still scanned the yard, and you saw couples splayed out across the lawn practically humping each other in a drunken stupor without regards to anyone’s eyes. You head back in and see Dabi and his friend gone from their seats. Someone else was sitting in them now; she had bright blonde hair done up in space buns. She looked friendly enough, so you went over and asked about Mina. 

“Hey, have you seen a girl with bright pink hair.. And skin, walking around?” 

“Hmm, bright pink skin.. Oh! Did she have horns?!” The drunken girl asked loudly.

“Yes! That’s her, do you know where she went?” 

“I sure do! Follow me, there’s some creepy guys around so I don’t want you goin’ by yourself,” she replied. You followed the mystery girl out into the front of the dorm and she started walking you down the street. 

“Did she leave? Or is there another dorm having a party?” 

“Not sure, just saw her walkin’ this- oh shoot! I forgot my drink! Hold on, I’ll be right back- don’t go anywhere!” She said quickly before sprinting back to the party. So much for not leaving me alone.. You thought. 

You wait for a few minutes, but it seems like the girl had gotten distracted or was too drunk to remember she was helping you. Sighing, you decide to call Mina again and continue walking down the street. 

“Out here all by yourself? You know there’s dangerous people lurking in the dark, doll..” you hear that familiar, dark voice say from behind you. The hairs on the back of your neck stand as you turn around and see Dabi and his friend approaching you. 

“I’m just looking for my friend, can you leave me alone? I want nothing to do with you,” you scoff. 

“That attitude o’ yours is gunna get you in a lot of trouble,” Dabi’s friend said. 

“She’s just drunk; I’m sure she’s a sweet little thing when she’s sober, isn’t that right?” Dabi asked. 

“They don’t usually run as fast when they’re drunk, right?” his friend asked. 

That was your cue to book it. You took off into the woods surrounding the area and kept running until you could barely see the light from the party. Panting, you hid behind a large tree and pulled your phone out. You didn’t hear them chasing behind you, so you thought you could collect yourself for a minute. You dialed Mina again, but got sent straight to voicemail. The drinks in your system weren’t helping much, either, since you ran with abandon and now you’re lost in the dark woods. 

Faint voices could be heard in the distance and you lowered your phone to focus on where they were coming from. It was hard to see anything but you didn’t want to give your location away using your flashlight. Slowly, you started walking further into the woods, being careful not to step on anything too loud. Your foot landed in a weird position and your ankle rolled, causing you to fall on the crunchy leaves. The talking stopped and suddenly you heard footsteps running towards you. 

“Found ya!” One of them laughed. Dabi pounced on you like a wolf and you screamed, throwing your limbs around to get the heavy man off of you. 

“Shiggy, get her legs!” He said as he covered your mouth. 

“Fuck, I can’t wait to use this bitch like a goddamn whore,” Shigaraki exclaimed.

“We earned it, running after the little thing.” Dabi added. You shook your head violently, trying to bite, scratch, do anything to get his hand off you. “You gotta stay quiet, doll, we don’t want anyone else intruding on our fun now do we?” Dabi whispered in your ear. Your eyes welled with tears when Shigaraki stripped your dress up past your waist and pulled your panties to the side. He spit on his two fingers and slapped your cunt, earning a twitch from you. His thick fingers forced themselves past your entrance and began jabbing into your walls while his thumb danced around your clit. Dabi had you in his lap and you could feel him grinding into you from behind. He brought his hand under your dress and groped your tit roughly, pinching your nipple and smirking when it got hard from his touch. 

“I think this little slut’s likin’ it!” Dabi laughed. His teeth came down on your neck and felt like fangs as they dug into you and left a red bruise. Shigaraki took his fingers out and gave your cunt a few more slaps before dragging you off Dabi’s lap and turning you around. He pushed your drunken body up against a tree, your face getting scraped by the bark as he pumped his cock and lined it up with your hole. Dabi stood and pulled his own member out along with his phone. He hit record and started jerking himself off, watching as his friend plunged himself into you without warning. You let out a loud scream from the pain that not even alcohol could help you deal with. 

“Awe, does it hurt? Maybe I woulda been a lil’ nicer if ya didn’t run away like a dumb bitch,” he whines in your ear. You look at the camera, then past it at Dabi with pleading eyes- as if he’d stop and help, but he just chuckles and grows hungrier for a taste of you. 

“You gotta stop bein’ so loud, doll,” Dabi grabs a lock of your hair and turns your head to the side, “I know what’ll shut ya up,” he smiles deviously as he presses his tip up to your lips. “If you try bitin’ me, I’ll make sure to burn you so bad you look like burnt wood, got it?” He threatened. You nodded, hesitantly opening your mouth for him to defile. Quickly your mouth was filled with Dabi’s musty cock that stuffed your throat full and left you gagging. He used his grip in your hair to move your head and continued recording you, switching the camera angle from your abused mouth to your abused pussy. 

“Fuck this thing’s tight..” Shigaraki panted behind you. He slapped your ass and got mesmerized by the way it jiggled, motivating him to keep hitting you, each slap getting rougher and rougher until your asscheek was red and sore. His thrusting was relentless, never giving you a second to collect yourself. Your mind was spinning and your body was sore everywhere. Dabi let you breathe for a moment and all you could do was let out a sob. The tears were endless, and Dabi made sure to get them on film as he rubbed his cock around your face, using your tears as lube before pumping himself to climax and cumming all over your face. 

“You look so much better like this; I can’t wait ‘til everyone sees- you’ll be the talk of the campus!” He laughs. Shigaraki’s pounding was becoming more sporadic and through your cries you heard Dabi tell him not to come inside of you, but Shigaraki just couldn’t help himself. His hand came down around to your tits and he groped them harshly, as if trying to pull on them like stress toys. 

“Fuck that hurts!” You whined.

“Good, we want it to, whore,” Shigaraki barked. He dug his nails into you, nearly drawing blood, just to hear you shriek for him. It was sick. They got off on your pain. This was not the one night stand you were expecting when you came to the party tonight. 

“Shit, cumming!” Shigaraki stuttered, his hips keeping up their rough pace as your cunt was filled with his hot cum. He kept fucking you until it spilt out and onto the ground- only then did he feel satisfied. The two men cleaned themselves up and turned the camera off, thanking you for such a good night that, ‘they’ll never forget.’ You slumped over, just laying there in the woods, when your phone went off. 

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Day 3: Face Sitting With Midoriya

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Title: Perfect for Me 

Summary: You’ve always been insecure, and you wonder why the number one pro hero would ever date you in a million years. But don’t worry, he’ll always be here to remind you. 

Cw: face sitting, insecure reader, fingering, bukake

Word Count: 789

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Izuku was the sweetest boyfriend you could ask for. Whenever you were feeling down, he knew just how to lift you back up. 

And you feel down pretty often. Between the childhood bullying over your weight and the insecurities that formed, you couldn’t fathom how someone as great as Izuku Midoriya could be in love with you. 

“Hey dear, you alright?” He asks from the bedroom doorway. You were sat by your vanity, mindlessly staring at your reflection with a sour face. 

“Fine..” you reply. Izuku sighs and enters the bedroom, standing behind you and following suit in your activity. 

“What a pretty face you have,” he praises as he smooches you on the cheek. Small gestures like that used to make you blush and smile, but you couldn’t even do that today. Of course, he takes note. 

“Why don’t I make you some breakfast before I head out; we can spend the morning together,” he offers. 

“Uh, maybe tomorrow, I just want to be left alone right now, Zuku.” you tell him. 

“Y/N, baby, please tell me what’s eating at you, I hate seeing you like this..” He says, rubbing your back. 

“It’s nothing..” you pause, biting your tongue from telling him the truth in fear that he would get annoyed by the same topic coming up for the nth time. 

“I know it’s not nothing, baby..” he pries lovingly. 

You sigh, finally shifting your gaze to Izuku’s reflection, “Why do you love me?”

“What?”

“Why do you love me? Surely there’s better girls out there for you. Your fans must think I’m not good enough for you and that you should be with someone who-” “Baby, baby, what’s got you thinking like this? Did someone say something to you?” His tone shifts. 

“No, no, I just.. I don’t know. You’re amazing, fit, the number one hero for god sakes! And then there’s me; a boring, ugly, normal girl who must’ve won the lottery to end up with you.” you vent, tears pricking your eyes. 

Izuku frowns and looks you in the eyes. “You are the most gorgeous, caring, and sweet girlfriend I could ask for, Y/N,” he leans into your ear, “and that pussy of yours tastes pretty damn good too.”

“Izuku!” 

He chuckles and picks you up bridal style from the chair, throwing you onto the bed. He pulls you towards the edge of the bed and kneels down, ripping your pajama shorts and panties to the side, giving him full access to your pussy. 

“Fuck you’re beautiful..” he growls. You cover your face in embarrassment when Izuku rubs his thumb against your clit, and it sends a shiver up your spine. 

“You don’t have to do this just to make me feel better..”

“Do this to make you feel better? No, baby, I’m doing this for me,” He laps at your cunt, fingers teasing your hole. You twitch and let out a whimper, using your hand to try and cover yourself back up, but he pins your hand down to the bed and stuffs his face right between your legs. “You taste amazing, princess, so fucking good,” he groans. You squeeze your thighs around his head which only makes Izuku louder and more aggressive. He plunges his fingers knuckle deep inside of your cunt and scissors around, listening to the wet sound it makes for him, his mouth watering. 

“Sir, keep going, ‘feels so good!” You moan. 

“Call me that again.”

“Sir.. please don’t stop,” you say with your head thrown back. Izuku can ignore his strained cock for a little longer if it meant getting to eat you out some more. He loved hearing you whine for him, and god, the way your looked at him when you were fucked out simply from being eaten out could make him cum on the spot. 

“Tell yourself how pretty you are all fucked out for me.” 

“I-I can’t,” you whine.

“C’mon, my precious girl, look at you; all teary- eyed and sniffly over me eatin’ you out… how fucking pretty is that?” 

“..Pretty..” 

“Hm?” His fingers move faster, then halt when you fall silent. 

“I’m pretty.. Pretty all for you..” You let out shyly. 

“That’s my good girl, keep going.” he praises as he quickens his fingers, curling them in just the right spot that makes you see stars. 

“Ah, Sir, please, I’m gunna cum soon!” 

“Cum for me, angel, all over my face,” he commands, his tongue edging you over the hill. “Shit, coming!” You moan, hips bucking up repeatedly as you feel your orgasm wash over you.

Izuku was lapping up every drop you offered him, using a free hand to palm himself, he couldn’t help it; You were just so beautiful.

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Day 2: Patient X Doctor Baizhu (Genshin)

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Title: An Unnatural Remedy

Summary: As an adventurer, you go on some dangerous journeys. After taking quite the fall, you find yourself in BuBu pharmacy. But don’t worry, doctor Baizhu has just the thing to make you feel better. 

Cw: none

Word Count: 1k

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“Ah, shit!” You scream, knees and calves all scraped up from the fall you just took. You and your adventuring partner were scaling a mountain in Liyue when your rope snapped and caused you to fall 15 feet down the mountain. Your partner raced back down to come to your aid, but it was a bad fall. 

“I think your foot might be broken, Y/N.. We need to get you to BuBu pharmacy!” 

“No! I hate doctors, I think I’ll be fine.” 

“We’re not debating this; I’m taking you, now.” 

Somewhere along the way to the pharmacy, you passed out, and when you awoke, you were in a very clean room with incense burning by your bedside. 

“I think she’ssss awake,” you heard a puny voice say quietly. You turned your head to the source of the noise and found Baizhu, the local doctor in Liyue sitting on the other side of the room, as if he'd been waiting for you to wake up. 

“Why hello, glad to see you’re finally awake,” he said. His voice was smooth like butter, and his demeanor was comforting. 

“How bad is it?” You ask, dreading the news and the thought of the bill afterwards. 

“I must say, that was quite a fall you must’ve taken; a sprained ankle and fractured shin bone is no laughing matter.” You look at your leg that’s raised in a splint, which was rather uncomfortable. You try wiggling your foot and are met with a shooting pain from your ankle to your knee. 

“Now now, please, try not to make any sudden movements with that leg of yours,” Baizhu explains, “I haven’t given you much medicine, just a concoction of herbs to ease the pain temporarily, although they seem to be wearing off..” He sighs as he takes a seat beside your bed. 

“Do you have anything stronger?”

“Well, I have something that can heal you temporarily, although you will still need to be careful, as this is not a complete repair.” 

“And that is..?”

“Chi energy is something I’ve practiced for many years. It speeds up the healing process nearly 5 times the normal pace. There are some adverse side effects, however.” He explains. 

You didn’t care much for the side effects, you just needed to be healed as quickly as possible since your adventuring commission was yet to be completed. You agreed to this remedy, but told Baizhu, “Absolutely no needles.” 

“There will be no need for such things. Now, there are still many ways I can administer this medicine, especially since it’s not medicine of this world,” Baizhu explains, “but since you are such a special patient, I can give you a very painless way, if you so choose.” 

“Painless, please..” you say with a shaky voice. 

“There’s no need to be scared, Y/N, have I been rough with you thus far?” He asks, leaning in and brushing your hair out of your face with his cold hand. 

“N-No..” you reply. 

“Exactly. Now, just relax, my little patient,” he says with that lulling voice, the one that nearly puts you into a trace. Baizhu goes and grabs another strap and raises your other leg up in the air as well. You were wearing a hospital- like gown and could feel a cool breeze up your body. “It’s okay to feel vulnerable, you know. This is a safe place and no one will be coming in. Do you trust me?” He asks, leaning over you in between your legs. You answer back with a shy, “yes.” 

“You can hold my hand, if you’d like.” he offers, and you take it, squeezing his hand tightly. Verbal clues are all you have to go off of since you clenched your eyes tight from fear. 

Suddenly, you feel a rather warm sensation down by your groin. “You’ll feel an intrusion, don’t be alarmed,” he reassured. The tip of something warm breached past your entrance and filled you up. Your mouth dropped open in ecstasy, and you opened your eyes to see Baizhu’s only a few inches away. 

“I’m going to start administering the medicine, all right?” You could only manage a nod before he started slowly bucking his hips back and forth. He felt otherworldly, and with each thrust you could feel some of your energy coming back to you. 

“That feels amazing, doctor..” you whine. 

“Good, you’re taking it very well,” he praises, “but try not to be so loud,” he leans in, “these walls are rather thin.” he whispers into your ear. Your face turns a bright red and your pussy clenches to the thought of others listening in. “Oh, I didn’t know I had such an adventurous type on my hands,” he chuckles. Baizhu tenderly kisses the nape of your neck, taking small nibbles as he trails down to your chest. Your back arches, and your hips try meeting his pace. “Ah ah, you’re on bedrest, no unnecessary movements from you- let me do all the work.” Baizhu quickened his pace, and the room filled with an unfamiliar scent that was heavy, as if it was hugging you and putting you to sleep. Baizhu was breathless above you, his hands massaging your tits gently. He pinched your nipple and you gasped,

“Baizhu!” his name rolled off your tongue, followed by a moan that spurred him, his thrusts getting sloppier and messier. 

“Shh shh, just a bit longer and you’ll feel worlds better..” He groaned. 

“Don’t stop, ‘feels too good,” you beg. 

“Too much medicine isn’t a good thing, either. Don’t get greedy, my little patient.” He replied. Baizhu’s hips come to a still as he cums inside of you, his hot cum filling you up and making you feel incredible. You tried reaching out and grabbing his arm but your body was suddenly weak and faint. 

“That’s one of the side effects; this remedy makes the patient rather drowsy, I must apologize.” He tells you as he gets up and fixes his clothes. You mutter a small thank you before your eyes shut and you’re lulled off to sleep. 

“All in a day's work.” Baizhu kisses you on the forehead and sits beside you, waiting until you awake again.

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Day 1: Succubus Reader x Virgin College Shigaraki

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Title: First Time?

Summary: Getting Summoned to a messy college dorm wasn't your idea of a good time, but the greasy haired boy that was sleeping before you seemed interesting..

Cw: sleep paralysis/ semi somno

Word Count: 767

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When you first got summoned to a messy college dorm room you rolled your eyes and looked around for who might have summoned you. It was no surprise when you saw a greasy, sleep- deprived college student sleeping roughly in his small bed.

You weren’t impressed. The “shrine,” he had made for you was low effort, but you gave him brownie points for at least trying. 

You sat at the foot of his bed and watched him writhe around as a nightmare played out in his head. You touched his leg to provide some comfort and were immediately met with an abundant flow of testosterone wafting through the air. This made you chuckle. A light touch to his thigh gets him this riled up? You assumed he was a virgin, given that kind of reaction. 

“What a cute thing you are~” you whispered into his ear before disappearing.

Tomura woke up in a panic, scanning his room back and forth. He smelt a scent of sweet flowers covered in lust. Did it work? Tomura was beaming with happiness before his head hit the pillow that took him back to sleep. 

The next night wasn’t much different. You had been summoned back to the same dorm room and saw the same blue- haired boy rustling around in his sheets. Tonight you wanted to take it a step further. 

It was obvious he was having troubles- why else would he summon a succubus; a legend most people don’t even believe in. You pitied him, really. 

Pulling his sheets back, you were again met with a strong smell of testosterone. Tonight, you gently fragged your fingers up and down his body, teasing the boy a bit, enjoying the desperate reaction his unconscious body was giving you. It made you wonder what kind of dream he was having tonight. 

You wanted to have some fun, so you put his body into a state of sleep paralysis. Tomura’s eyes opened wide and he saw you sitting right beside him. He had so many questions. “Was he still dreaming?”  “Did the summoning spell actually work?” So many questions raced through his mind.

“Yes, Tomura, this is real,” you giggled. Your hand stopped on his hip, teasing him. You were so close, yet so far. 

Tomura was screaming in his head, pleading for you to just touch him.

“Maybe tomorrow night, Tomura.” You stand and place a kiss on his cheek before disappearing into thin air. The moment you left, that same drowsiness came over him, drifting him back to sleep. 

The third night, Tomura had cleaned up his room and even improved the shrine for you. He must have lit a nice candle, since the room smelt of lavender and roses. 

Tonight you took no time in drawing his sheets back and roaming his body. While you couldn’t enter his dream, you were sure he’d have a good one tonight. You were met with his hard cock after some light teasing, and of course you would give him what he wanted. 

Pulling his pants to reveal his length, you wrapped your fingers around it and began jerking him off. Tomura’s hips bucked up into your fist, earning a chuckle from you. “Relax, Tomura, I’m not going anywhere tonight..” You promised him. Your other hand tucked his wavy blue hair behind his ear and caressed his cheek. He was panting heavily, his cock throbbing in your hand, begging you to do more. 

Since you’d be here all night as per the ritual, you decided to have some fun with him. Hovering over Tomura, you drop your head and spit onto his tip, your lips soon following after. He tasted salty and it made you tingle. The desire to take him overwhelmed you as you swallowed his cock down your throat, earning a desperate whimper from him. Your nails dug into his thighs, so much so they drew blood, which only excited you more. 

Nobody ever said summoning a succubus was safe. Tomura is tossing and turning in the bed, trying to force himself awake. No matter how hard he tried, he would remain asleep. That’s how the third night worked. It shouldn’t matter to him; he’s still feeling every touch you make and is loving every second of it. 

“Don’t think I can’t feel that, Tomura. I know when you’re about to cum~” you chuckle. His body shivers, as you fist him to completion, watching cum drip down your hand and onto his sheets. “How cute… Tomura finally came, good boy,” you teased, “but don’t think this is over, because I’m not going anywhere.”

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☆Shigarakiscumdump Kinktober 2023!☆

Hello everybody!! I'm trying my hand at Kinktober again since it's been a few years!! Things will be a bit different this time around..

I will be posting 2 stories a week instead of every day (apologies, just a bit too busy for that!) But I will try to make them longer so it doesn't feel as barren. Hopefully you all like my stories this year (keep your eye out for a part 3 of a popular fic of mine ;))

Please note: I’m not following any specific prompt lists and took my own spin on things. Also, obviously all characters are aged up and I do not condone any toxic/ harmful actions depicted in these works of fiction. Tw for stories will be on the individual stories themselves. 

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Week one:✫*ﾟ

Succubus reader x college virgin Shiggy

Patient x doctor Baizhu (genshin)

Week two:✫*ﾟ

Face sitting w/ Midoriya

College party gone wrong (reader x shiggy x dabi)

Week three:✫*ﾟ

Surprise fic!

Mirror sex w/ Bakugo

Week four:✫*ﾟ

bimbo kiri HC

Frankenstein Dabi (Halloween!)

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Subby shigaraki /waterstops x reader

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Title: Made A Mess

Summary: All poor Shigaraki wanted was your attention, but when he finally got it, he had a bit of a problem that.. interfered.

A/N: I'm guessing you meant watersports, unless there's some new kink idk about. Hope you enjoyed, sorry it's a bit shorter.

Cw: Watersports, blowjob, begging, slight degradation, sub Shigaraki, femdom reader

Word Count: 950

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“Mommy, please can we cuddle?” Shigaraki pulls at your shirt from the floor while you sit at your desk. 

“Tomura, you know I need to concentrate when I’m working.” You reply. 

“But you’ve been working for hours, I miss you..”

“I’ve been right here the whole time, I won’t be much longer. Can you be patient for me?”

“Yes ma’am..” he sighs dramatically. 

“Without the attitude, please.” 

“Fine,” he stands, flopping himself onto the bed and diverting his attention to his switch for the nth time that afternoon. You were swamped with work, and it killed you to have to ignore Shigaraki while doing so, but he gets so needy it’s the only way you’re able to get work done. 

40 minutes later, Shigaraki is groaning from boredom and makes his way back over to you. 

“Are you done working yet? I wanna have some fun,” he implies. 

“Almost, patience, my handsome boy,” you say and ruffle his hair. He pouts and stays by your feet, looking up at you and watching you work. You can tell his patience is wearing thin, and it’s eating you alive to just let him sit there. You glance down at him and see Shigaraki palming himself slowly through his pants. 

“What are you doing?”

“Gotta go to the bathroom, but it feels good when I do this..” He shamefully keeps his gaze towards the floor, embarrassed by his confession. 

“How cute, my little Tomura’s all embarrassed~” you coo, “how about I take a little break and help you with that, hm?” 

“Yes please!” He practically beams with excitement and springs up. You take his hand and bring him to the bed. Like clockwork, Shigaraki lays on his back and spreads his legs, waiting for you to straddle him. But you had different plans this time. 

“Ah ah, sit against the headboard.” you instruct. He gives you a confused look but doesn’t object, and props himself up against the headboard with pillows. 

“So obedient today, I love when you’re a good boy for Mommy..” You say as you sit in front of him with your legs crossed. “Why don’t you take those pants off, I think they’ll only get in the way..” 

Shigaraki swiftly rips off his sweats and boxers, leaving his cock fully exposed to you. You spit on your hand and lean down to spit on his cock, but not before giving it a small kiss on the tip. He eagerly bucks his hips up, desperate for any kind of touch. 

“Stay still or you get nothing, understood?” You ask. 

“Yes mommy..”

“Good boy.” You rub the top of your palm over his tip and he shutters. “Sensitive today, aren’t we?” You giggle, continuing the motion and soaking in his reactions. 

“‘Just want you to make me feel good, please!” He whines. 

“Don’t worry, Tomu, I’ll make sure you feel amazing,” you reply sensually. You start pumping his length languidly, drawing out each stroke to tease him. “Do you still have that issue?” You ask.

“Issue?” Shigarakis asks. “Does my baby still need to pee?”

His cheeks turn a light shade of pink, “Yes..” 

You smirk before taking your hand and pressing down on his bladder, which makes Shigaraki lunge forward and fold in on himself. 

“No! Don’t!” 

“Aww, are you scared you’ll piss yourself? What a mess you’d make all over the bed..” You continue jerking him off, using your mouth every so often to lick up the precum dripping from his tip. “You’re such a naughty boy, Tomura, you know that? Sprawling yourself out like this for me. You look so helpless in front of me, under my control like this,” you say, watching as his brows furrow. “You wanna make mommy proud?”

“Y-Yes! Let me be good for you, please,” he jumps at your offer, wanting nothing more than to hear praise spill from your lips. 

You remove your hand completely and finally replace it with your mouth, taking his whole length down your throat. Shigaraki gasps, reeling in the sudden change from your hand to your warm, wet mouth. He was trying so hard not to cum because he didn’t want to accidentally pee, but the feeling was intensified due to that. 

“M-Mommy, it’s getting harder to hold back, let me go to the bathroom quick!”

“No.” you say, pinching his thigh and pressing down on his bladder again. “If you need to go so bad, go. I’m not stopping you.” 

“But I’ll make a mess!! I can’t!” He says, voice shaky and uncertain. 

“C’mon, make me proud, I want to taste your cum.. Let mommy taste you, Tomu..” you demand. One of your free hands comes down to Shigaraki’s balls and you massage them and listen to the whines he produces. 

“Ah shit, I’m sorry!” He whines. You look up at him through your lashes and suddenly feel a steady stream enter your mouth. You moan, only giving him more pleasure as he pants above you with tear filled eyes. 

You take him out of your mouth and start jerking him off fast, watching and laughing as Shigraki pisses all down your hand and his thighs. 

“What a good boy you are for me; look how pathetic you look right now,” you grin at the sight of your shy boyfriend pissing himself. He’s caught in a state of embarrassment, pleasure, and shame, and boy do those emotions look good on him. 

“I’m sorry, so sorry mommy.. You made me feel too good, I couldn’t help it..” He sniffles. 

“You did a good job holding it for so long, but I guess it can’t be helped. Now come, let’s get you cleaned up, pretty boy.”

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[shigarakis-cumdump]

Tattoo artist dabi !

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Title: This is How We Play

Summary: You always wanted a tattoo, but all the shops nearby were so expensive. There was a small shop on the other side of town with decent prices, but when you got there, you realized you misunderstood the payment method.

Cw: Cnc, non-con, slapping, blackmail, crying, painplay, deception, slight degradation, bukkake

Word Count: 2.2k

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You always wanted to get a tattoo, but you didn’t have an idea of what you wanted. There were so many cool designs you’ve seen online, but you wanted something personal to you. There were a few tattoo shops around, but all the artists were famous online, meaning their pricing was outrageous. As a broke adult, splurging on a tattoo was not something you could do. One tattoo shop on the other side of town had decent prices, probably since it was on the crummy side of Okinawa. You tried calling the shop but no one answered, so you left a voicemail. 

“Hello, I was hoping to talk to a tattoo artist about a consultation for a new tattoo. I’ve never gotten one before, so I’m not sure how this process works, but if someone could call back whenever convenient, it would be much appreciated. Thanks.” 

A few days later after more research, you decided you wanted a small and simple tiger tattoo. You still didn’t get a call back from that shop, but decided to head over anyway.

You take a train all the way to the other side of town and reach your destination. Your anxiety is through the roof. As you walked down the street, men were eyeing you like candy and cat- calling you from their windows. You hustled your way into the tattoo shop and saw no one inside. Are they open?

“Hey, doll, whatcha doing on this side of town?” A tall man asked with a cigarette between his lips. You jumped and scanned the room for the source of the voice, finding a dark haired man standing by a tv. 

“Oh! Hello, I tried calling a few days ago about a consultation but never heard back.”

“Yeah, phones been dead for ages, sorry ‘bout that. Whatcha lookin’ to get done?”

“I think I want a small tiger tattoo, but I’ve never gotten one before; I’m not sure how any of this works.”

“We got ourselves a virgin,” the man said, “come take a seat, doll, I’ll take good care of ya. The name’s Dabi, by the way.”

“I’m Y/N,” you reply as you make your way to the dentist- looking chair in the center of the room. He puts out his cigarette and slides over to you in a smaller chair. He asks you the basic questions of how big the tattoo will be, where you want it, and your price range. 

“That’s the issue… I don’t have tons of money to spend, so I understand if it can’t be done..” 

“Oh don’t worry, you’ll get your tattoo, cutie. We got a few different ways of payment here.” Hearing that made you a bit more relieved, and next Dabi drew the stencil for your tattoo. 

The two of you sat talking for a bit while he worked, although he didn’t talk about himself much. 

“How’s this looking?” Dabi turned his Ipad around and presented you with the perfect tattoo: the colors popped and the design wasn’t too big, either. 

“It’s amazing!” you say. 

“Great, now for the big question; where ya putin’ it?” 

“Maybe my arm?”

“This tattoo’s not gonna look good on the arm.”

“Uh, okay, then what do you suggest?”

“Left ass cheek?" he laughs. 

“Absolutely not.” 

“Only other place it’ll look good is the upper thigh, doll.” 

“Then I suppose that will have to work,” you reply, “I thought tattoos could be placed anywhere, though..”

“I’ve been running this place for the last 10 years and lemme tell ya, this shit’s important. I don’t want you leavin’ my shop hating my work because you wanted it in some dumb ass place on your body- this is permanent, you at least know that, right?”

“..Yes.” you say, a bit offended by the way he was talking down to you. 

“Good. Should we get started?” 

Dabi grabbed all of his equipment, poured all the ink into tiny containers, and plugged the gun in. When he turned it on, your heart started racing. Would it hurt? What if you bled?

“Doll, take a deep breath and calm down, I can’t work if you’re shakin’ like a leaf.” 

“S-sorry..” you close your eyes and squeeze your hands into fists, “Just start, I’ll be fine.” 

Dabi made quick work of inking your thigh. After an hour, he was finally done. 

“Take a look!” He beamed, proud of himself. 

“It’s incredible, I’m surprised this place doesn’t have that many reviews online,” you comment. 

“Business has been tough lately. I’m actually looking for new tattoo models to promote my art if you’re interested- that can be your payment for today.” he suggests. It shocked you that a typical $100 tattoo could be totally free if you just let him take photos of it, why wouldn’t you jump at that opportunity? 

“Deal!” 

“Alright, right this way then, doll.” Dabi pulled back a curtain revealing the rest of the shop whilst lighting another cigarette. The second half of the parlor was dimmed with dark red lighting, the only well lit area being a bed with ring lights around it. You’ve seen this set up in other kinds of photo shoots before… surely he didn’t mean-

“Every hour you let me shoot is $50 off, so 2 hours of your time and you get a free tattoo! Let me grab the cameras.” 

You hesitantly sat on the bed, making sure not to graze your fresh tattoo on anything since it was still a bit sensitive. He came back seconds later with a camera and another light. 

“First let’s take some pictures of your art and then some cool video shots.” He explains. Dabi uncaps the camera and holds it up to your tattoo. The sounds of clicks echoed in the otherwise empty room while you awkwardly lay there. 

“Alright now turn to the side and pop your ass out for me..” He says. 

“But my tattoo is on my thigh..”

“Sure, but we want an attention grabbing thumbnail; how else are we gettin’ clients?” He scoffs. 

You do as he says as your anxiety increases, but you need this for free. Plus, it’s not like your face was in it, so it shouldn’t be too big of a deal. 

“Is my tattoo even showing up in the frame, Dabi..?” You ask. 

“What’s it really matter? You’re gettin’ a free tattoo, so keep that pretty mouth shut and let me do my work.” He huffs, his voice laced with annoyance. Now you were really uncomfortable. You would find another way to pay for the tattoo, you had to leave. 

“A-Actually, I can find the money, maybe we should just stop.. You got the pics of my tattoo, right? I can pay whatever else.” You shoot up and begin grabbing your bag. 

“Sorry to say, but this is a pay- up- front typa shop. I don’t suppose you got the money up front, do ya?”

“..No, but-”

“No buts, doll. This isn’t my fault. You got yourself into this mess; now shut up and sit back down. Either we finish this shoot or these are goin’ out to all your friends. Your name is unique, Y/N, surely it’s not too hard to find ya online.” His voice dropped an octave as he spoke. The fear of these photos getting out was hanging over your head, too. God forbid your parents or friends saw these pictures, they would be ashamed of you. He shoves you back down on the bed. “Now strip.”

“I, I really can’t do this..” 

“You can do anything you put your mind to, doll. Here, lemme help.” Dabi puts his camera down and lunges towards you, his heavy hands holding your arms back from hitting him. He pins your legs with his own and gives your wrist a tiny burn as a warning. 

“Don’t make me use my quirk, now. I need you pretty for these pictures.” He murmured angrily. Half of you wanted to fight, and the other half wanted to live. So your body just froze. You allowed him to take your top off and slide your bra up, but he didn’t stop there. Your shorts came next, along with your panties. 

“If I knew how cute you were under all these clothes, I would’ve taken ‘em off a lot sooner,” he chuckles, “Now, let’s get back to business, yeah?” 

Instead of continuing to take pictures of you like he was before, now he positioned the camera to take a video and got into the bed with you. “Have you ever done something like this before?” 

“..No..” you whisper. He slaps your fresh tattoo, making you wince in pain. 

“Speak up. The camera can’t hear you.” 

“No.” You repeat. 

“You’re good at following instructions, cutie.” He praised, although it didn’t mean much. Dabi’s hand cupped your tit while the other slowly slid down your side until stopping at your thigh. He gave it another harsh slap, this time leaving a sting behind. He liked your pained face, he thought it was pretty watching your brows furrow and eyes squeeze tight. You turned to the side, not wanting to look at him. He was a monster. All you wanted was a tattoo, and now you landed yourself in a bed with a man you only met hours ago. 

“Let me teach a pretty thing like you how we play over on this side of town..” Dabi hums in your ear. 

His hot hands flip you onto your back and hold you there as he straddles you. You try swinging your hands absentmindedly behind you in an attempt to hit him, but he effortlessly grabs both wrists and pins them behind your back. 

“I don’t like them feisty, so behave.” He shouts. Dabi unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, spitting on his hand before pumping it a few times although it was already hard. He lines the tip up with your hole and pierces in, earning a spine tingling shriek from you. 

“Fuck that hurts!” You cry, trying to move in any way to get him out of you. 

“That doesn’t feel half bad, doll,” he laughs, “squeeze around me like that again, just like that..” He groans, taking a moment to relish in the pleasure before moving. He’s fast with his thrusts, painful and relentless. You nearly forgot there was a camera on you until you opened your eyes to the red flashing light. Tears stream down your face as you imagine what he could do with this footage. 

“What a good girl, looking into the camera like that. Everyone’s gonna love you,” he says happily. 

“Fuck. You.” you cry. 

“What was that?” He says, tone changing immediately. He stops fucking you and instead opts for reaching his fingers into your mouth and down your throat. You gag on the intrusion, and the angle he was holding you at didn’t allow for much air to come in. “What the fuck did you just say to me? Wanna repeat yourself?!” He demands. You shake your head no, your body thrashing around begging for air. 

Dabi didn’t like that answer much, since he forces his fingers further, taking in the sight of you squirming for air. You reach a hand forward and try grabbing his, but he slaps it away. Dabi’s hand glows a bright blue as he activates his quirk and brings it down on your ass. You let out a muffled scream, hidden behind coughs and his fingers. 

“Wanna repeat that, huh?” He asks, again, his voice raising in accord to his eyebrow. 

You let out a whine and nod your head, to which Dabi releases his hand from your mouth. 

“I’m sorry,” you cry, “I’m so sorry! Just please, let me go..” you beg. 

“Look at this bitch, thinking a little plea’s gonna save her,” he says to the camera, “‘Gonna have to try harder than that if you want to be let off the hook.” He replies and continues fucking himself deep inside of you. 

Your brain has shut off. You can’t even tell yourself to enjoy it because he’s only doing this to pleasure himself. His cock felt like a sharp knife stabbing into your cervix continuously with no signs of letting up. He was heavily breathing behind you, enjoying the feeling of your pussy clenching around him. 

“I picked a good one; you’re so fucking tight back here, you feel amazing, doll.” You stay silent, only crying in silence as he continues. “What, no, ‘thank you Dabi’?”

“Thank you Dabi..” you repeat back his words defeatedly. 

“That’s more like it.” He kisses the nape of your neck, making sure to leave behind a bright red hickey. “Fuck, I’m gunna cum soon,” he breathes. Finally , you think to yourself, this will all be over soon. 

Dabi quickly pulls out and flips you over again and is met with your flushed face stained with tears. 

“Let’s add some more mess to this gorgeous face of yours, yeah?” He says. Dabi pumps his cock a few more times before giving you a bukkake, and saving the last few drops of cum to paint your tiger tattoo. “If you wash that off in time, it shouldn’t get too infected.” he laughs. 

He gets up and turns off the camera, leaving you on the bed. “I got another client in 20- you should probably head out before then.” He says, leaving you in the back room to return to the front of the tattoo shop as if nothing ever happened.

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[shigarakis-cumdump]

You Look Different

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Summary: Hc of Dabi x reader, where reader has a dark minimalistic aesthetic, and a Victorian aesthetic (all SFW)

A/N:🐍 anon asked: can I request a Dabi x reader with a dark minimalist and Victorian aesthetic (separate headcanons) fully sfw

Cw: None

Word Count: 1.1k

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Dark Minimalistic:

Everyone always called your aesthetic “clean” and a little odd since you wore darker clothing no matter the weather. You didn’t care though, it’s what makes you happy and comfortable. 

This was actually how Dabi took a liking to you. He himself was an outcast, in a bit more noticeable way, but he always wanted to be with someone who was different from the norm. Whether that be because of their quirk, personality, or clothing choices. He knew you lived in a nice minimalistic mansion on the Northside of Tokyo after following you home one day. 

It took Dabi a bit of courage to “accidentally” bump into you on your way to work. You worked at a stationary store, and your shifts were early morning, but not too early that Dabi wouldn’t be awake (not that he slept much anyways). 

“Oh, I’m sorry, I almost didn’t see you there,” he said.

“Oh, no worries.” You replied. He was taken aback by your voice, since you dressed in opposing clothing, with long, dark gray dress pants paired with a white under shirt and blazer. He would have thought it was your work uniform if he didn’t observe how you dressed on the daily. 

“Nice outfit, doll. I need someone to dress me the way you dress yourself.”

“I think you’d look better in light colors, ya know, since everything about you seems dark already.. I mean, no offense!” You reply. 

“The only offense I’m taking is to the thought of bright colors. No way in hell.” He laughs. 

Before the two of you even realized, you had chatted and walked all the way to your workplace, where you offered him a free drink from the cafe inside. Dabi agreed, not because he liked coffee all that much, but because he just wanted another minute with you. Anything to keep talking to someone as neat and enigmatic as the person before him. 

Over the next few weeks, he would occasionally “run into” you before you had talked enough to invite him over for dinner. He said yes so fast he nearly choked on his words. The next night, he was at your doorstep ringing the bell. 

When he stepped in your house, he felt very out of place. There was a simple white lantern lighting the hallway that led to the open floor plan dining room and kitchen. The counters were dark marble, littered with small decorations of meaningless art pieces like seashells and miniature statues. Compared to this, Dabi looked like trailer trash, even when he was dressing to impress (which was just a white tank and black jacket for him).

You decided to make some lentil stew, something Dabi would never choose in a million years, but he tried it for you. He actually liked it, and was surprised when you told him you cooked it, because to him this meal tasted as if it was from a 5 star restaurant. 

The night was filled with chatting about your lives and how different they were. Dabi opened up about his living situation, which isn’t something he did often, but something about you made him feel safe and secure. Like he was already at home (if he didn’t look at the expensive home you actually lived in). 

By the end of the night, you put on a movie and the both of you cuddled on the sectional.

Halfway through the movie, you hear faint snoring sounds coming from the man curled up in your arms. You had to get a picture- someone as tough as him sleeping soundly like this filled your heart with warmth. 

That night you decided a roommate wouldn’t be so bad. 

Victorian aesthetic:

You and your boyfriend have very different lifestyles, and finding a house that matched both of your aesthetics was very hard 

Dabi had your typical “bad boy” look, with the leather jackets and dark tones, while you had more of a Victorian look- the frilly collared shirts and red floral vests. 

When the two of you walked in public, people would laugh, take pictures, or simply look confused. It didn’t bother either of you, though. You liked your aesthetic and lifestyle just the way it was. 

Your house looked like something out of a vampire movie, with dark walls and extravagant carpets in every room, accompanied by a lot of candles, desks with letters, and pipes (for Dabi, of course). The decor ranged from skulls used as paperweights to a grand piano in the entryway. 

Sometimes you would wake Dabi up by playing a gentle tune on the piano, and the smell of coffee would breach his nose from the kitchen. Mornings were quiet, afternoons somber, and nights were filled with laughter and love. 

Dabi loved the way you dressed, although he would often joke about your pajamas, saying you looked like a “sick Victorian child,” with the classic blue striped matching shirt and pants. 

One day Dabi tried on some of your clothing, and he insisted you tried his, to do a clothing swap for the day; everything about it was wrong. You looked silly in his heavy spiked jackets, and Dabi’s hair didn’t complement the brown Cahill hat you gave him, not one bit. Of course, you still took photos and placed them in the photo album you kept. It was cute to look back on previous years to see how much you had both grown, and how the house in the background has gotten more cluttered with antiques. 

The only clothing choice you both shared was long trench coats that nearly dipped into the puddles on the street. You of course had a brown one while Dabi had black, to no one's surprise. 

Dabi loved taking you to cozy cafes for dates, always buying you a pastry and coffee, insisting you needn’t pay him back. One day, you surprise him with a gift you bought from all the saved up coffee money you had; a dog. Dabi had always wanted a dog, and you thought a German Shepard would make the perfect fit. 

He didn’t know how to react. Half of him wanted to send it back because, “it was too expensive,” and the other half of him wanted to one- up you and buy you a ring.

He decided on the name, “Otto,” for the dog, and the next step was giving Otto his very own place in the house. 

You went to the pet store and picked out the most luxurious dog bed encrusted with some gems and feathers; one that matched the bedroom very well. The dog bowls were gold plated and had engravings over skulls and horns on it, which matched the skull bowl decoration in the kitchen. You bought two leashes for Otto; a brown one with spikes on it for when Dabi walked him, and a maroon paisley leash for you. 

Your lifestyles weren’t for everyone, but that was okay. It worked for you and personally, you made a very cute couple.

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[shigarakis-cumdump]

Purr For Me

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Summary:  Dabi was in heat, and it was worse than ever before. You had a long day at work and he didn't want to wake you, but there was only so much he could do by himself...

A/N: 🐍 anon asked: catboy! Dabi in heat getting is brains fucked out and his ass stretched by a thick strap on, and this kinky mf begs for more. Dabi getting his prostate and fat ass abused asf: reader confused but aroused asf; and this starts when you catch him trying to fit said strap on in his ass right beside you while you were sleeping. (I decided to write this one which is why I didn’t reply directly to your ask post. I hope you enjoy!)

Cw: catboy! Dabi, anal, dildo usage, begging and multiple rounds, mention of heat and catlike tendencies, double penetration, dom reader, sub Dabi

Word Count: 1.7k

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Dabi couldn’t take it anymore. You went to bed and completely neglected him after you got home from work because you had a long day. And he wanted to respect that, but his body couldn’t. His cock had been throbbing for hours because of his heat and milking his cock dry with his fist wasn’t getting him anywhere. 

You looked so peaceful sleeping in your shared bed, which Dabi had practically ripped up to make his nesting spot. He was happy you were still sleeping there, since his scent would be all over you by morning. 

Dabi looked around the room for anything he could use to get off, and the only thing he found was your thick purple dildo that only you were allowed to use on him. Weighing out the consequences of a punishment versus the instant pleasure he so desperately needed, Dabi threw caution to the wind and whipped it out. 

He needed to be quiet if he wanted to get away with this somewhat unscathed, so he did his best to silently take his sweats off and prep himself. The loud click of the lube cap echoed through your quiet shared bedroom, and his head snapped to your sleeping figure. Good, you were still sleeping. He lathered a generous amount of the warming gel onto his fingers and slowly started spreading his hole with them. The instant sensation of his two fingers made his eyes roll back, but it quickly dissipated as it again, wasn’t enough. He made quick work of preparing himself sloppily, before laying back and lining the dildo up to his hole. 

Dabi pushed the tip in, wincing at the stretch and size. He let out an exhale before continuing to thrust it further inside, getting impatient by how resistant it was against his ass. Him pumping the dildo impatiently shook the bed and you stirred. He was too lost in trying to feel good to notice you wake, your groggy voice breaking him from his trance. 

“What are you doing, Dabi?” You asked, still half asleep. He froze, wondering if he should try to lull you back to sleep or beg for some relief. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I know only you’re supposed to use this but I couldn’t help it, need you so bad..” He groaned. You open your eyes further to adjust to the dark room to see what he was talking about. 

“It’s so late, why not just wait until tomorrow?” you ask, sitting up. When you finally come to your full senses, you smell an aura so strong that it almost makes you choke. “Oh, Dabi, you should’ve told me you were in heat… my poor boy,” you tease, brushing your hand up his arm. He shutters at your touch, his hands coming up to your shirt to pull you closer. 

“Please, ‘need you so bad, baby, I can’t make myself feel as good as you do…” 

You chuckle, watching your typically grouchy cat boyfriend melt into a desperate mess in front of you. 

“Aw, and you’re using the biggest strap-on I have? Surely this can’t all fit inside you..” You say, taking the dildo in your hand and pushing it slightly. “Did you even prep yourself? I know you can take more than that, kitty.” You laugh, spreading Dabi’s leg and sitting in between them. You take the straps that are attached to the dildo and put them on, lifting his hips up further to fit comfortably. 

“Didn’t have time- need to feel good now,” he whimpers.

“Well don’t worry, Dabi, mommy will make sure her poor kitty feels good..” You reply, ramming the dildo all the way in his ass. He lets out a loud moan, head thrown back on the pillows, all pain immediately gone and followed with a wave of pleasure unlike any other. “See? I knew you could take more,” you reach over and pet behind his ears, earning a cute purr in return. You know Dabi can take it, so you thrust into him furiously with no signs of slowing. Of course, you didn’t want to hurt him, but with his legs wrapped around your waist, you were sure he wouldn't mind even if you did. 

“Fuck, yes mommy please! Keep going harder, I want it to hurt.” He begs, his eyes looking at you in a sea of desperation and plea. You chuckle and pull all the way out, leaving Dabi’s hole clenching around nothing. 

“Flip over.” You tell him, to which he obeys, and now his long, silky black tail is on display for you. You lift it up to line the toy up with his ass again, and as you thrust in, you yank on his tail and coo as his hairs stand up. “My poor baby, I’ve never seen a heat this bad before… You look so pathetic under me right now..” You feel yourself start to get turned on by how docile and needy he’s being; you could get used to this.

“Fuck, keep pulling my tail please, make it hurt, it feels amazing..” He groans through hitched breaths. You slow down your hips as you pull on his tail harder this time, and you let it run through your fingers before repeating the relentless motion. Dabi’s moans and purrs fill up the quiet room. The only other sound that accompanies it is the harsh smacking sound of your hand hitting his juicy ass as you watch it bounce right back like a rippled wave. Dabi is digging his claws into the sheets as he throws his head into the pillow. 

“Ah ah, head up. I want to hear those pretty noises, kitty.” Dabi uses his little energy and holds his head up, his ears stiffer than you’ve ever seen them. You take your free hand and tug on one of his ears, earning a hiss. “Tsk tsk,” You thrust fully into him again, the tip of the large dildo pressing right into his prostate, and it drives him wild. 

“Oh fuck, Y/N, cumming!” 

“Already? That was quick,” you sigh, continuing to pound into that sweet spot even after he’s finished cumming. This heat may be intense, but it’s not your first. Dabi can go multiple rounds without getting tired. 

His white liquid spills onto the sheets and rubs against his thighs. Dabi is panting heavily and his tail is swaying uncontrollably. 

“Just- just a second,” he says, and you raise an eyebrow. 

“Don’t tell me you need a break. Who said I was giving you one of those?” You ask, pulling out completely and watching as his gaping ass tries to again clench around nothing. You turn him around by his tail and take the strap-on off. You stick the suctioned part of the dildo to the wall behind him and grab another dildo from your drawer. “Now what you’re going to do, is fuck yourself on that dildo and suck this one, okay? I want a pretty show tonight,” you tell him, watching as his face turns a bright shade of red. 

“But I need you-”

“Mommy will be right here, Dabi. Make me proud, yeah?” You say, petting behind his ear again. He grunts before positioning himself up to the wall and sliding the dildo back in. Watching him do something so deprecating makes your pussy drenched. You push his shoulders so he falls all the way back on the dildo, and as his mouth opens in silent pleasure, you shove the dildo down his throat, earning a gag. “There we go, what a good boy for me,” you praise, “You looks so fucking pathetic when you’re in heat.” Normally, Dabi would be the one to say that to you, but when he felt as good as this, he didn’t care what you were saying to him, as long as the pleasure didn’t stop. 

You ran your free hand down towards your pussy as you continued to pump the dildo down his throat. Dabi’s pace fastened on the dildo in his ass, and you could tell he was close again. 

“You wanna cum?” You pull the dildo from his mouth and he lets out a symphony of ‘yes's’ and ‘pleases’. “Cum for me, kitty,” you say, watching as his cock twitches before cum starts leaking from the tip. His scent had gotten even stronger in the last hour, and you don’t know how much more of it you could take. It was suffocating, but it made you want him just as bad as he needed you. You took a fistful of Dabi’s hair and directed his head towards your pussy. Sliding your panties out of the way, he took action and started licking at your cunt like cats do milk. He was sloppy and ravenous, trying to mark his scent with his tongue while also taking in your own. It made him go feral, his claws coming back out and leaving marks along your stomach. You lay back in bliss, praising him for being such a good kitty to you. 

Without needing to command him, Dabi immediately starts thrusting himself back on the dildo for one last round, his motion an uncoordinated one. The only thought filling Dabi’s mind was getting fucked, by whoever or whatever he could. 

“You should’ve woken me up sooner if you knew your heat was gunna be this bad,” you say, “You might have saved yourself the humiliation of looking this fucked out.” you giggle between moans. 

It wasn’t long before Dabi was close again, and you for the first time that night. 

“Dabi, don’t stop, I’m gunna cum!” You whine, arching your back as you crash down from your high and cum all over his face. Dabi cums right after, still lapping at your pussy like a starved man. You practically have to pull him off of you and calm him down, but as soon as you do, he slumps over onto the bed and curls up right beside you. 

“T-Thank you…” he manages before passing out. 

“I know you must be tired, kitty, let’s rest.” you say, patting his head and pulling the covers over the both of you.

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Sorry I just read the rule’s before posting the previous request. But can you do shinsou-nii sharing reader with denki?

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Title: Teachers Lounge Lunch Date

Summary: Your step brother Shinsou loved riling people up with your weird relationship dynamic- it made him laugh. The relationship was open, but no one ever took the bait. That is until his friend Denki came along..

A/N: okay so this is a little all over the place, and my dynamic w/ reader & Shinsou was meant to be inspired by Hikaru & Kaoru from OHSHC, so srry if it's a weird read.

Cw: degradation, step-cest/ psuedo- cest, threesome, gagging, use of Shinsou's quirk, slight exhibitionism

Word Count: 1.2k

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You and Shinsou have a weird open relationship. No one ever dares to join it, considering the whole school knows the two of you are step siblings. They can’t be bothered with the mental gymnastics of whether it is right or wrong. But for you two, it’s not weird at all. Hell, you started as childhood friends until your parents got together one day, it’s not your fault romantic feelings didn’t dissipate between you two. Since everybody knows, Shinsou decides to milk the PDA when you’re around others. He, “likes making people uncomfortable,” he tells you, he thinks it’s funny. You’ve always kept the relationship open, but no one’s taken the bait. That is, until Shinsou’s friend Denki came along. 

“You know, that whole sibling- thing you do is kinda hot,” Denki laughs to Shinsou. 

“What do you mean, ‘sibling- thing’? We are siblings.” 

“Well yeah, but barely. Not by blood, anyway.” 

“Why are you bringing this up, Kaminari?” 

“Cuz you’ve said how the relationship’s open, and I want in.” 

“Not open to you,” Shinsou says.

“Oh c’mon!! At least think about it bro!”

“We’ll see.” 

Shinsou slides the door to your classroom open, immediately gaining everyone's attention. 

“Y/N, let’s go sleep together during lunch break.”

“At school, Shinsou- nii?! Do you think they’ll let us use the teachers lounge?” The girls in your class had faces of disgust, while the guys looked around at each other wondering if you were serious, but they should know by now that you are. You pounce up and follow Shinsou down the hall. 

“Are we really sleeping? I’m not too tired..” 

“You know what we’re doing, kitty.” 

He opens the door to the teachers lounge, and thankfully no one is inside. You jump onto the couch and lay face up, sliding down your pink panties that were hidden by your school uniform. 

“What a pretty color on you,” Shinsou says, “too bad it’ll be painted with white afterwards..” You bite your lip and open your legs, inviting your step brother in. He wastes no time and dives his head between your legs, licking your clit. The urgency and surprise catch you off guard and you let out a squeaky shriek. 

Shinsou’s hand comes up and covers your mouth forcefully, “We have to be quiet today, alright kitty? Be my good girl like I know you can be and keep that mouth shut.” 

“Yes Toshi-nii,” you reply when he takes his hand away. 

“What a good little pet I have, now grind on my face.” His words put you in a trance, your eyes glossing over as you buck your hips up into his tongue, hastily and desperately trying to feel more. Shinsou laps at your throbbing clit and slots 2 fingers inside of your tight hole. Your head rolls back and your eyes fill with tears.

“Aww, I barely even started. Don’t tell me my sis is getting close already?” He teases. 

“Toshi, don’t stop, please, ‘feels so good!” You say. The sounds of puny whines and gasps from you fill the teachers lounge, inviting any wandering ears to take a peek. 

Denki had been looking all over for Shinsou since lunch started, and finally got word that he was in the teachers lounge. He can hear something from behind the door, but opens it haphazardly regardless. 

“Oh shit..” He says, gaining the attention of Shinsou. 

“Oh hey Kaminari,” he says normally, “wanna join?” 

“Wha- uhh,” he chokes on his words, mumbling for something to say as his face increases in shades of red. 

“You said you wanted in, so come on.”

“I-In the teachers lounge?!”

“It’s now or never, Sparky,” Shinsou shrugs, returning his attention to you, peacefully blissed out on his tongue, not even acknowledging Denki in the doorway. He looks down the hall before sliding the door closed and taking his shirt off. Denki awkwardly stands in front of you two, staring starstruck at your face that’s twisted in pleasure. 

“Y/N, be a doll and put that mouth to good use, would you?” Shinsou commands. You nod and turn your head to face Denki. 

“Oh hi!” you say cheerfully, “Shinsou-nii said I should be useful, so would you let me suck your cock please?” 

“You don’t have to be so polite about it… Not when you’re sprawled out like this in the teacher's lounge..” Denki says as he unzips his pants. 

Your eyes follow his hands and sparkle like diamonds when you see his cock pop out. You stick your tongue out and flash your loving puppy- dog eyes towards your new friend, begging for a taste. 

“Denki,” Shinsou looks up to the blonde haired man. 

“Sup?”

“Make her choke on it. I want her makeup streaming down her face when you’re done, got it?” 

Denki doesn’t say another word before gripping your hair harshly and forcing your mouth around his length. He uses his grip on you to bob your head up and down, loving the feeling of your tight throat wrapping around his cock. 

You try your best to not gag on it, but it’s inevitable given how big he is. Shinsou’s enjoying the show of you being used by his friend a little too much, with his own cock straining in his pants. He repositions and holds your legs on his shoulders as he lines himself up to your hole and thrusts in without warning. You grimace at the intrusion but can do nothing more than moan around Denki, the vibration sending him a jolt of pleasure he wasn’t used to. 

“Oh fuck, keep doing that,” Denki slurs, his head fried like he just used his quirk. 

“Pull her hair, sparky.” Shinsou commands. Denki’s grip tightened as he pulled your hair as told, leaving a pained face on you. Shinsou knows you’d protest, but now that you can’t, he wants to have fun with it. 

“What a dirty girl you are; imagine if the whole school knew how much of a whore my sister really was? You think they’d like you then, huh? Your makeup’s a mess and your hair is all knotted, ” He laughs, each degrading word enforced with a hard thrust. Shinsou’s pace doesn’t let up until he’s close, when he pulls out and slaps your cunt. “Naughty girls don’t get to cum. Maybe if you’re good to my friend I’ll think about it.” he says as he pumps his cock inches from your needy cunt. 

“Ah shit, gunna cum!!” Denki gasps.

“Pull out- you’re cumming in her panties. She’s gunna need a little reminder of how much of a slut she was later,” Shinsou says, “Get up, kitty, lemme see those pretty panties of yours.” You sit up with a pout, showing your panties to the 2 boys. Denki spilled his load into the crotch of them, turning the pink fabric dark with wet cum, and your brother soon followed. You uncomfortably pulled them up, feeling the warm juices mix with your own and drip down your thigh. 

“Shinsou-nii, people are gunna see!”

“Good. They’ll know who you belong to. Now let’s go, you’re gunna be late for class.”

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