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3-dsimp · 2 years

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Monster rule 101: Don’t play with fire around your Mothman!

Mothman! Dabi x monster hunter! Fem reader

Cw: Black coded, Humiliation, asphrodiasic, slight mind break, degradation, praise, NFSW, monsterfuxking, overstimulation, breeding, impregnation, usage of cunt

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You were on a mission.

A very dangerous mission that was a code gold also known as Legendary. Meaning that the monstrous threat was equivalent to a whole country being wiped off the map. However, due to certain circumstances only one solider could be dispatched to deal with the golden threat.

The reason for that being because of how hyper sensitive the Mothman is to overcrowding within its territory. The team dispatch leader decided to proceed with the utmost caution lest they trigger its frenzy mode. Which would ultimately result in the loss of lives country wide, burning underneath the raging pure blue flames of the otherworldly demon.

<< Have you located the Mothman? Over >>

“Yes I’ve got eyes on the area sir, permission to proceed?”

<< Permission granted. Over >>

You were chosen out of a select few individuals for being the cream of the crop, to carry out this dire mission to save all of mankind. If you could succeed then you’d be set for life! Having the fame and the riches that come along with it, all in exchange for exterminating the deadliest bug humanoid in existence. You’d say that’s a fair trade, since it was high risk high reward type situation.

But as you approached the abandoned cave you could feel a sense of dread wash over your entire being.

You were being watched.

You could feel the sweat accumulate upon your lush brown skin littered in goosebumps. Then you heard a sharp chuff that echoed off the walls, seemingly the Mothman enjoyed watching you squirm from his focused attention.

Venturing even deeper into the unknown you tightly grasped at your equipment, a tool of reassurance you could say. That happened to be a flamethrower. Yes, out of all the weapons you chose a hazardous contraption that resembled a dragons breath.

Why? Mostly because you thought it’d be cool to go out in a blaze of glory should you happen to fail in your conquest to get the target in check. But it was also strategic in a way, since moths were attracted to light. You’ve had to find some kind of way to draw them out.

Too bad you didn’t get the chance to use it before you’re snatched into furry arms that secured you to the monsters chest. Which vibrated from his snarky greeting.

“You took too long enough for my liking doll, now shall we get down to business already? “

You could feel his bulge press up against the your ass, rubbing between your cheeks.

“I’m feeling a bit pent up”

He rasped impatiently into your ear, boy did his voice do wonders as it spiked your arousal. But you had a job to do, unfortunately. Gathering your composure you asserted yourself to the monster.

“You already know why I’m here right? Mr. Mothman.”

You could feel him chuckle darkly against your neck, highly amused by your sense of professionalism. Even while having his dick steadily grind against your back, covering you in clear fluids. Making your thighs shake in excitement.

“Obviously, but just call me Dabi, dollface. You’re gonna wear it out in a few moments might as well get a lil practice in ya?”

You were dumbfounded. Could he be implying what you’re thinking—

“Judging from the look on your pretty face, I’m guessing your little agency didn’t fill ya in on our little inside deal huh?”

He purred

You could feel his loosened grip completely leave your body. Allowing you to be able to face the Mothman hunched over in all of his 7ft glory. He had tuffs of black fur covering his toned ripped chest, arms, and legs. His overall body type was lean and slender. The dark colored wings sprouting at large from behind, before being folded back neatly into place. To avoid you from seeing his jagged scars littered across them.

“All I can say is that you’re in for one hell of a ride once I get my hands on you Baby. So Outta the kindness of my heart I’ll give you a 5 minute head start—”

He paused, as you gave him an warm embrace of your own. Grinding against his bulge that continued to grow even further against you. He looked down at you in disbelief, but it wasn’t before long until he connected the dots.

“ Don’t tell me, You’re one of those monster fanatics aren’t ya?”

To be quite frank yes. You were an absolute fan of monsters, you fantasized about getting close and becoming friends with one. But now you were gonna be the mate of a code legendary?? You couldn’t believe your luck. Plus it was the mission you were given, so as the loyal solider that you are. You gratefully accepted your fate with no questions asked.

The Mothman merely laughed in the irony of it all, a monster hunter wanting to be fucked by a monster it was so priceless. A devious smirk planted on his face As he bended over down to your height charred lips barely touching the shell of your ear only to whisper darkly of a precautionary warning of what you’re getting into.

“ You do realize that I’m in heat right doll?”

He reached his hand down running his tempered claws down the fat of your thick ass giving it a tight squeeze before hooking your leg up to leave some room for him to freely press his huge twitching bulge against your moist mound.

“I’m barely hanging on by a thread, so Don’t hold anything against me if I lose control got it?”

It wasn’t long until you were on the brink of being fucked to death by the Mothman of your dreams. face pushed down into the cocoon like nest he prepared in advance as his extended feeler limbs sprouted out from his sides, to grasp at you from behind hooking onto your waist. Keeping you grounded on his intrusive dick. While his primary arms wrapped around you tightly to play with your breasts that jigged violently from his ruthless thrusts from behind.

“You’re sucha pretty lil thing for me aren’t ya?”

The strong pheromones that wafted off from his wings made you feel so vulnerable and helpless within his smoldering embrace. You couldn’t keep count of how many times you’ve came alone from him just penetrating your cervix. It was as if you were on cloud nine enjoying the way his cum covered cock kept digging even deeper inside your snug snatch trying to ensure that you’d get pregnant with his brood.

“Your slutty pussy just can’t seem to get enough of my dick, don’t worry doll I’ll make you take all of it”

He murmured eyes staring down dangerously at the way your pliant body bended to his ministrations. He payed close attention to the way his dick continued to be devoured by your juicy cunt. That sucked and messaged his thick cock inside the hot mesh of your inner walls determined to be flooded with his baby batter.

“ Mmh D-Dabi please I can’t—!”

You babbled dumbly with drool hanging down from the corners of your fucked out plump lips. As the intensity of his rapid heavy thrusts began to increase its assault against your quivering quim.

You tried to crawl away from yet another approaching high that was dead set on crashing down on your senses. But his firm grip on your neck yanked you back into reality.

“ Aye Dollface don’t ever try to fuckin crawl away from me again, you’re mine you got that?”

Dabi hissed, giving you a sharp tug on your butterfly locs and a harsh bite on your shoulder as a fair warning.

The cave was emitting loud strange sounds from the inside, alerting to anyone from around the area to vacate the premises immediately. In case the Mothman were to come out of his home and start wrecking chaos. But little did they know that Stowed away deep inside the cave for a whole week did you lay beneath the Mothman in all your naked glory.

Freshly fucked all the way to Sunday during his still ongoing heat cycle. Where the only thing covering you was his semen that painted your caramel skin from your breasts down to your overused cunt stuffed to the brim with his cum that trickled out from your puffy pussylips. Only to be pushed back in by his long veiny dick just to ensure that the next of his kin would live on inside your womb.

Hey At least you prevented a worldwide tragedy, right?

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shisnhou · 2 years

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kiss me more

dabi looks at you begrudgingly. well, not in a hostile manner, just more of the squinted eyes and tightened lips manner.

"why the fuck do you keep doing that with your lips?" the villain asks, demandingly. for longer than a minutes, his eyes have been darted on the pout of your glistening lips.

"doing what?" you raise a brow, lips however, still unmoving; much to dabi‘s irritation.

he clicks his tongue and gives up on telling you what he sees. if you‘re willing to act stupid, then so be it. "this shit." he places his finger just centimetres away from the glossed lip you tut out. "what the fuck is that all about."

there, he finally notices.

you‘ve been purposely pouting your lips out for hours, and after the third mark your rather coolly boyfriend has noticed.

"i have no clue as to what you‘re talking about." however, you pretend not to know what he‘s talking about.

dabi‘s brows furrow at that. begrudgingly, he puts down his finger to his side and gives you a suspicious look. he‘s not convinced with your act, with you, everything always has an ulterior motive.

and just as he suspected, you do in face have an ulterior motive.

lately, your boyfriend hasn‘t been home much. dabi‘s always out working, or whatever the fuck he‘s doing out there. for days without an end, you‘re often left home to your own devices. and as you‘re left to handle yourself, you find yourself missing your mischievous boyfriend. most especially, you miss his thin lips against yours.

you painfully miss the way he teases you with kisses that just feel like playing with fire. his lips on yours always feels so good, so good that sometimes you wish breathing wasn‘t such a big deal so that he wouldn‘t have to get back up to catch his breath.

"yeah, this act isn‘t impressing me princess. what d‘ya want?" he leans close to you, his finger tips holding your jaw up. "i don‘t have all day."

"nothing," you prod further with the act, but tutting your lips out just a little more; accentuating your glossed lips even more. "what do you want?"

dabi snickers. he bends down jus above you, enough that his lips near yours. with your now near leveled places, you‘re able to breathe in his familiar scent and feel the situation escalate. this is what you have been waiting for ages, for his lips to finally hit yours.

"i don‘t want nothin‘, pretty. what do you want?" he answers your question with a question of his own. "why‘re you bein' all pouty and shit? d‘ya want something to buy?"

you roll your eyes at him. sometimes, you do hate your boyfriend. though he can be sweet, he can also be clueless; as much as he is mean. you had thought pushing buttons might lead him on, but you overestimated him and now he‘s just confused.

"y'know what, nevermind." you sigh, wrapping your hand around his wrist and pushing it to his chest. "you‘re oblivious." you mutter, losing hope.

dabi looks at you with now a pout of his own. he watches you retreat and take your phone into your hands. he still stands there, looking at you with a face more confused than earlier.

he loves you of course, but he sometimes just doesn’t understand what goes inside your pretty little mind. more often than not, he just finds himself sighing and trying to figure out what you mean.

as he turns around and retreats, thinking about what you could have wanted. but as he is just about to leave the room, he suddenly hears something from your phone.

"here‘s the best lipgloss that pouts your lips and make you look as kissable as possible!"

what?

oh..

oh.

a lightbulb lights up inside his head. in a split second, he‘s flipping his head and caging you down. you watch with a bored expression, seeing him smirk. you cock a brow, but before you realize it, he‘s grabbing your phone out of your hands and kissing you.

your eyes widen in surprise, but they quickly flutter close as you wrap your hands around his nape.

it‘s a deep passionate kiss. his tongue moving slow against yours. lips move in perfect sync. it‘s a needy lock of lips, he‘s teasing your lower lip as he runs a hand through your hair. he savours your taste as if it were a full course meal from a michelin star restaurant.

"baby," he breaks the kiss slowly. his lips are still up against yours, his breathing slow as he speaks. "y‘know, you can just always ask me to kiss you. you don‘t have to play so unfair."

you know you can. but where is the fun in that? more so now that you know, that just being pouty and mean can make him act like a starved man. so maybe, being nice is out of the table.

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ripperdoc-is-daddy · 1 year

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READER IS BLK CODED AND AFAB Dabi is fucking annoyed with your moisturization routine

He does not understand why you have all these different cremes, lotions, salves, whatever the fucked the whipped butter shit is. He doesn’t get it but he tolerates doing your shit with you. Even your smelly, fru fru shit. On occasion he will buy you some but not very often. He isn’t trying to encourage you too much. The last time he did you went out and bought snail slime extract to help with his burned skin. Snail Slime Extract. After that bottle was done, he never let you buy another. He will try many things like that disgustingly made yet deliciously flavored civet coffee. He does enjoy the lotion gloves that the both of you own. He loves how silky his palms feel after use. And your hands feel like satin on his flesh after a round with them. He might also enjoy all the rubs he gets as you insist that he take part as his skin “Could use all the help it can get. Keep on like this and you gonna be ashier than Shiggy, ya hear?” Shigaraki is amused at your concern for his well-being. Dabi is still trying to figure out what the fuck Ashy means. He knows he can’t say it but you keep calling him an ashy ass mf’er so whatever it is must be bad. So, Lotion, body whips, butter and whatever else it is! Bonus! He bought special oils to use on your skin type. He wants you to feel special and pampered without being overt about it. He just shows up at your place one day, demands you lay down nekkid and begins to rub you down. Shit feels good. And don’t you know it? Those oils are dual purpose! He gets to feeling frisky when he gets to your ass and mentions this to you. 10/10 def would use those oils again.

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kirbyskisses · 1 year

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cw: breeding

dabi who practically explodes when you call him his real name while fucking. the revelation that it’s not just the villain you love - it’s all of him - the villain, the tortured child, the man who loves you - every part of him.

your mouth lets out a weak “touya” while he’s inside you and suddenly he loses all control - hips rutting ‘nd bucking into you like a dog. he practically cums on the spot, shaking and grunting loudly through a world-shattering orgasm.

then, he’s practically drooling; doing and saying anything to hear it drop from your lips.

“say it again, babygirl. c’mon, say my name.” he moans - dick as deep as it can go, before sliding out all the way to the tip and shoving back in, kissing your most plush, sensitive spot with every stroke.

“t-t-touya~” weakly rolls its way out of your lips as white cream from just before spills out of you onto the sheets below with every thrust.

“no, louder baby, c’mon… say it for me”

“t-touya-”

“that’s it. who’s making you feel good?”

“you are, touya~” you squeal, his hands gripping the meat of your thighs to push you further into a mating press.

“whose pussy is this, doll?”

“yours, touya. it’s j’st for you!”

“that’s right. all mine. and i’m the one you love right? i’m the whose baby you want - whose cum you need, aren’t i?” his blue eyes stare down at you in a mix of possessiveness, love, lust and desperation.

“yes. yes it’s you, touya - I love you, touya. want you, touya. want to have your baby, touya.”

dabi touya swears he’s never cum harder in his life.

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2-dsimp · 4 months

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Monster rule 101: Don’t play with fire around your Mothman!—————-:—:————

Mothman! Dabi x monster hunter! Fem reader

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🔞MDNI🔞

C w: Humiliation, asphrodiasic, slight mind break, degradation, praise, NFSW, monsterfuxking, overstimulation, breeding, impregnation, usage of cunt

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You were on a mission.

<< Have you located the Mothman? Over >>

“Yes I’ve got eyes on the area sir, permission to proceed?”

<< Permission granted. Over >>

But as you approached the abandoned cave you could feel a sense of dread wash over your entire being.

You were being watched.

You could feel the sweat accumulate upon your lush chocolatey skin littered in goosebumps. Then you heard a sharp chuff that echoed off the walls, seemingly the Mothman enjoyed watching you squirm from his focused attention.

Too bad you didn’t get the chance to use it before you’re snatched into furry arms that secured you to the monsters chest. Which vibrated from his snarky greeting.

“You took too long enough for my liking doll, now shall we get down to business already? “

You could feel his bulge press up against the your ass, rubbing between your cheeks.

“I’m feeling a bit pent up”

He rasped impatiently into your ear, boy did his voice do wonders as it spiked your arousal. But you had a job to do, unfortunately. Gathering your composure you asserted yourself to the monster.

“You already know why I’m here right? Mr. Mothman.”

“Obviously, but just call me Dabi, dollface. You’re gonna wear it out in a few moments might as well get a lil practice in ya?”

You were dumbfounded. Could he be implying what you’re thinking—

“Judging from the look on your pretty face, I’m guessing your little agency didn’t fill ya in on our little inside deal huh?”

He purred

“All I can say is that you’re in for one hell of a ride once I get my hands on you Baby. So Outta the kindness of my heart I’ll give you a 5 minute head start—”

“ Don’t tell me, You’re one of those monster fanatics aren’t ya?”

“ You do realize that I’m in heat right doll?”

“I’m barely hanging on by a thread, so Don’t hold anything against me if I lose control got it?”

“You’re sucha pretty lil thing for me aren’t ya?”

“Your slutty pussy just can’t seem to get enough of my dick, don’t worry doll I’ll make you take all of it”

“ Mmh D-Dabi please I can’t—!”

You babbled dumbly with drool hanging down from the corners of your fucked out plump lips. As the intensity of his rapid heavy thrusts began to increase its assault against your quivering quim.

You tried to crawl away from yet another approaching high that was dead set on crashing down on your senses. But his firm grip on your neck yanked you back into reality.

“ Aye Dollface don’t ever try to fuckin crawl away from me again, you’re mine you got that?”

Dabi hissed, giving you a sharp tug on your butterfly locs and a harsh bite on your shoulder as a fair warning.

Hey At least you prevented a worldwide tragedy, right?

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bleach-your-panties · 5 months

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●Texting your anime bf to show him your new nails!🍧💗💗

♡w/ denki kaminari, touya 'dabi' todoroki, and connie springer!

♡crack text fic!

(a/n: I got inspired to make these while scrolling my pinterest nail board lmao.

these aren't my designs!)

18+ /nsfw.

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wwwcapricorncom · 7 months

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Kinktober 2023

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Beloved horror classics are turned into lustful tales. For 18+ only & all characters aged up!

『 October 6th 』- ‘I Heard Something Outside!' | Friday The 13th —with Izuku Midoriya

Warning: Exhibitionism ft. Established relationship, Oral (F!Receiving), a shit ton of praise, daddy kink, voyeurism, noncon watching at first, public & unprotected s3x, Izuku = soft dom here, squirting.

『 TBD 』- “Sorry… I Just Wanted To Hear You Scream!”: Ghostface Series Part 1 —with ??

Warnings: Corruption kink ft. Mask kink, fear kink??, fingering, vibrator use, edge play, a lot of degradation, orgasm denial, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, public/ rough s3x.

『TBD 』- ‘What About The Campers?!’| Friday The 13th—with Eijirou Kirishima

Warning: Size kink ft. ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

『 TBD 』- “Are You Alone In The House?”: Ghostface Series Part 2– with ???

Warnings: Voyeurism ft. Mask kink, exhibitionism, oral fixation, oral (M& F! Receiving), degradation, praise, marking, slapping, manhandling, partial public/ rough s3x.

『 TBD 』: “If You Hang Up On Me I’m Gonna Gut You Like A Fish” : Ghostface Series Part 3– with ??

Warnings: Mutual masturbation ft. ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

『 TBD 』: ‘He’s Inside My Dreams!’| Nightmare On Elm Street— with Katsuki Bakugou

Warning: Hate s3x ft. Wet dreams, ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

『 TBD 』: “Sorry About Your Boyfriend. All Those Muscles Didn’t Help Much!”: Ghostface Series Part 4 (Final)— with ??

Warnings: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

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I’m back 🎃. This is a very tentative schedule that is subject to change and constant updating so please bare with me!

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sanrioluversincebirth · 2 years

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Ok call me racist but it’s the truth. Always complaining about something. Complain for not getting a black anime character complain for not having enough black people for a book or movie. Complain about black people not being mentioned for literally anything. Y’all call anything racist too

Chile you don’t know shit about what we been through, we deserve it. I would ask how you would feel but you wouldn’t care because you’ve probably never experienced racism or discrimination in your life. I’m not listening to some who’s afraid to show their acc and have to use anonymous to protect themselves. If you really want to make a point dm me or stop hitting that anonymous button PUSSAY

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neesieiumz · 1 year

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| benighted ↠ plunged into darkness ⸻ dabi |

synopsis ↠ despite last week's argument, you still found yourself at your boyfriend's first tour concert.

warnings ↠ smut. 18+. toxic relationship. rockstar!dabi. exhibitionism. face-fucking. black-coded reader. female reader. afab reader. reader learns she has a slight exhibitionism kink. degradation. honestly, a bit of dub-con. dabi calls reader a slut. hawks is in this. just trust me on this. dabi fucks you in the back of the club

writer’s notes ↠ despite me finishing it, it took me two weeks to edit it because I didn't feel like it. Lord... anyway I hope y'all enjoy this, I definitely tried to go out of my comfort zone with this one. also thank you for 2.3k followers. I luv yaaaalllll.

wc ↠ 3.9k

It was loud.

That was a usual occurrence when it comes to their shows. The crowds screaming, girls swooning, and guitar and bass clashing together in a rough medley as the drums and keyboard kept the tempo. LEAGUE was their name, a band Touy—Dabi joined three years ago, and since then has only been going up and up. You remember the day he told you he had finally found a band decent enough, crashing in your loft apartment laying across your body as you watched a movie together. His love for bass guitar was the one thing that he brought from his family home, his outlet from an explosive family dynamic.

Taking a deep breath, you gazed at him behind your sunglasses. He was shirtless, body glistening with sweat, the overhead spotlights giving him a cool glow. His arms and chest were littered with tattoos that you still didn’t know when he got done. His dyed black hair hangs over his face, covering his eyes ever so slightly. You then moved your gaze towards the crowd, looking all the way up into the nosebleeds. It was their biggest show to date, evident from their growing success. Couldn't help the little smile that formed on your face, you leaned against the wall as their guitarist, Spinner, if you remembered correctly led them to their last song of the night. As the slowest song played, you hummed along, nodding your head to the beat. You could feel a lot of movement behind you, stage managers getting ready for cleaning up after the show.

As the final note came out, the crowd cheered louder than it had before for the night. Standing up straight, you held your bag close to you before turning around and beginning to walk away. You rather not be here when a flood of managers surrounded them, headed towards the dressing rooms. You passed by Magne, or Big Sis Magne dubbed by the rest of the band, according to Dabi. She was the only one who was somewhat nice to you, helping you get backstage while they were just beginning their show. You got to the dressing rooms, one for each band member. You got it in the middle, labeled with his very name as well.

Using the key Magne gave you, you unlocked it revealing the seemingly normal dressing room. Over to the left was a couch, with Dabi’s stuff all over it, his bass guitar’s case sitting against the couch. Sighing, you walked over to the desk, grabbed the rolling chair by the vanity table, and sat right on it. Staring at yourself in the multiple mirrors side by side, illuminated by bright Hollywood bulbs. Your curls fluffed out, falling a bit past your shoulders, dyed in the color Dabi had dared you to do a while back, now beginning to grow out. Reaching up, you pulled off your slim sunglasses, revealing the makeup you did for tonight. Matching with the black mini dress you were wearing, paired with some platform boots and belt chain, spelling “Chanel '' on it.

You two were on bad terms once again, arguments spewing out all over a guy you met whilst partying with Dabi after one of his performances. To Dabi, it was as if you were holding a sign over your head screaming, “come fuck me” to the guy. You didn’t see it that, rather seeing it as enjoying yourself for once out of the few times you came with him to his stupid after-parties. When you brought up something you can’t even remember at this point. It was heavy, you threw things, and he brought up your family. And then you brought up his family. For some reason, that was out of bounds, all ending with him telling you not to bother coming to the first stop on the tour, which was a few towns over from where you live. It was something you were so proud of him for, and despite all that, you both found a way to pick another fight with each other. Still, you thought, you weren’t going to miss this for the world.

“What are you doing here?”

Jumping at the unexpected voice, you turned around only to see the man of the hour. He came inside the room, closing the door behind him. He was still shirtless from his performance, his bass strapped around his body. In his hands he was holding a t-shirt, probably the one he was wearing on stage before he took it off.

Ignoring the urge to stare at him, you looked up at him, “I wanted to come to support you, I promised you I would.”

He rolled his eyes, walking over to the couch with his things on them and going through them. Sighing, you walked towards him, grabbing his wrist while trying to pull him towards you. Despite the annoyance on his face, he let you pull him around. Luckily, there was just enough space for you to push him on the couch. Slowly, you climbed right on top of him, resting right on his lips against his black baggy pants. The sounds of his chains moving again to you as you got comfortable.

“Come on, how many times do I have to say I’m sorry?” You told him, resting your arms against each of his shoulders.

He still said nothing, looking everywhere but at you. Rolling your eyes slightly, you leaned down towards him, beginning to place slow kisses all along his exposed neck. The taste of salt left you unphased, and you continued your actions. His hands came up around your hips, squeezing them tight when you passed over a certain area on his neck. Your path moved up, and glossy kisses soon reached his cheek, moving your head around to meet him before resting your lips on his own. It was still a few seconds but he returned the kiss, moving his hands around your waist. Letting out a soft moan as he pulled you closer to him, unconsciously grinding on him as well. Dabi took control of the kiss with no fight from you, his grip around your waist falling down to your bottom.

Dabi stood up with a grunt, you squealing as you held on to him tight, his hand still on your ass. He carried you over to the vanity, basically slamming you against the table. Gasping as he suddenly let go of the kiss, leading himself down to your neck, leaving his own rough kisses along it.

“You piss me off so fucking,” you heard him mumble against your skin, “much.”

You couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh, “you like it though.”

Dabi didn’t say anything but continued to lay kisses up and down your neck. Your own hands dug into his hair, and your head was thrown back in ecstasy. His hands began to slide underneath your dress, sliding back the material. The clothing revealed the thin black thong you wore under the dress, already soaked. His fingers thumbed at the thin cloth, before wrapping his fingers around it, ripping it right off. Screaming you tried to push him away but he was attached to you, pulling the thin thong off your body.

“Dabi, stop fucking ripping my panties—” cut off but him sinking two of his fingers within you.

Gasping, your grip on his hair tightened in surprise. He smirked within your skin at your cut-off reactions, slowly thrusting the digits in and out of you. His cold thumb pressed against your clit, the sudden temperature change, causing you to squeal, back arching, head nearly banging against the table edge. As he fingered you, you could hear ruffles of clothing, and the sound of a zipper unzipping. Your hands left his hair, your manicured nails coming up around his back, underneath his shirt. Slowly, he removed his fingers, licking off the arousal all over them. Soon you felt hands upon your shoulders, pushing you down right back onto the floor. Looking up at him, staring at his blue eyes as his hands fumbled with his belt and zipper.

Reaching up, pulling down his pants as well, his lengthy cock slapping you slightly in the face. You stuck out your tongue, laying it flat against the underside, moving your head up. Dabi groaned, his hands grabbing at your hair before pursuing you against him. Gasping as he pulled you up slightly, before pressing his tip past your lips. His thick cock forced itself down your throat, pushing it down, gagging around him as he did. Drool dripped down your face, as he fucked you roughly, smirking down at the way your lips stretched around him. You tried to suck, matching his crude pace, the only thing you could do was relax as best as you could, letting him take full control of you.

“Fuck, look at your drooling with my dick in your mouth,” he cursed, hissing as he pushed you down further, causing you to gag even further.

Tears threatened to fall out of your eyes, your inner thigh sticky with slickness. Your hands held out to his thighs, finding some sort of balance as he suddenly pressed you down, basically forcing all of him down your throat.

“How are you gonna make it up to me? Swallowing my cock like a slut, huh?” He huffed out, his voice getting tiger with tension, his grip doing the same.

You tried your best to nod your head, mouth still full. You tried to cross your thighs as much as you could within your position, but he forced his foot in between them, pressing his heavy boot right over your drenched pussy. Your choked moan vibrated against, him, striving to grind yourself against him. He let off a menacing smirk, letting go of your braids before using both of his hands to hold you, forcing your head up and down.

“Fuck, fuck so fucking nasty, take take it all… “ he groaned, throwing his head back.

With one final thrust, with no remorse for you, groaning as he came down your throat. He kept you down, ignoring your slight protests, relishing in the feeling of your throat around his cock. Soon he let you go, allowing you to breathe, gasping with lips wet with cum and spit. You felt his hand grab you under your chin, before forcing right up to your feet. He pressed his lips against your wet ones, forcing his tongue into your mouth. Bracing yourself at the intensity, hands grasping around his arms as he pushed back against the vanity, this time pushing you up, making you sit on the table. Dabi gripped your thighs, parting your legs wide open, revealing your soaked cunt. His hands reached down, rubbing the pads of his fingers against your gushing pussy. Moaning, back arching as he rubbed slow, harsh circles into your clit.

Just as his hands began to slide your dress, a loud knock came at the door.

“Dabi, hurry the fuck up! We still have this fucking after-party to go to!”

It was Toga, another one of Dabis’ bandmates. Groaning, feeling cold as Dabi pulled away from you.

“Do we have to go?” You asked him, bringing his arms back around his waist.

He groaned, looking between the door before back at you. Slowly he pulled away from you, helping you off the table before walking towards his things. As he fixed up his bag, you fixed up your dress, pulling your straps up once again. Glancing down at the scraps of clothes on the floor that was once your thong, seeing Dabi bend over and pick them up. Rolling your eyes, turning around, grabbing your bag, pulling out the lipgloss you brought, and fixing your lips back up. As you did, you could feel an arm slither around your waist, before pulling you closer. You look up, seeing Dabi now fully shirted, this time it was black, but it had the LEAGUE symbol on it. Leaning down, he placed his lips roughly back on yours, surprising you for a bit. His hard press cast your legs to shake a bit, grabbing on him and his shirt to find balance. Slowly he broke the kiss, your lips slightly swollen from the intensity.

Another loud knock came to the door, even louder than the one before. He sighed again, looking at the door before back at you. With no words, he jerked his head towards the door, eyebrow raised. Understanding the silent question, “wanna head off?” You nodded your head, taking your lipgloss and reapplying it as Dabi guided you to the door. He walks you two to the door, opening to reveal Toga standing outside, an irritated look on her face.

“Finna-fucking-lly, the tour bus is waiting for us t take us there.” She said before locking eyes with you.

She just rolled her eyes, before walking away. A grimace came on your face, rolling your eyes and looking down at the girl as she walked away. You looked back up at Dabi who simply shrugged his shoulders before walking off, taking you with him.

It was loud.

Much like the concert but this time, you were ready to go home. The after-party was happening at a club twenty minutes away from the concert venue. You kept to yourself, sipping away at the cranberry vodka he had gotten you five minutes ago. It was crowded with lots of people but mostly the growing fanbase of the band, filled with mostly well-meaning fans, but also those who didn’t understand the basic idea of personal respect. You met the stink eyes of one too many girls who were part of Dabi’s own growing fanbase. You looked away from them, however, trying to keep your focus on Dabi when a familiar flash entered your vision.

Neon lights made up for the full-on darkness the club was in, everyone wearing glowing ornaments. You wore glowing blue and purple bangles all along your gloved hands and arms, right along with the silver bracelet Dabi got you a few months ago. Your rope-like twists up in a high ponytail, and you ripped your shot against the person in front of you before thawing it right back. Everyone around you cheered as you finished your shit first, slamming it against the bar table. The man in front of you, someone you had just met tonight, finished his shot before copying your movements, slamming his own glass on the table.

“Okay, okay I'll admit to you, you're a better drinker than me!” He acknowledged, giving you a half-exaggerated bow.

You can help but laugh loudly, alcohol roaring and moving through your system.

“Thank you for finally admitting it,” you said, taking his acceptance.

You had no idea how you even got to this situation, surrounded by a bunch of strangers, but this was probably the most fun you’ve had coming to these types of parties. After his shows, he liked to drag you out to different clubs and parties. Laughing, you leaned against the bar before turning around to order a club soda, something to help you sober up. You could feel the man come up beside you, asking for the same thing you did. As you two got your orders, you turned towards him, the two of you taking a sip of the carbonated water, you couldn't help but smile at each other. The drink cooled your system down a bit, allowing you to focus on the man in front of you. His hair was feathery, like a bird’s wings, wearing a simple black shirt that was only buttoned once, revealing his sweaty chest. His golden-brown eyes were piercing through you, despite his humorous countenance.

Once the two of you finished your drink, handing them back to the bartender, the man spoke up first, “Keigo, but most people just call me Hawks. I still don’t know why.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the nickname, glancing between him and his hair, “I can think of one reason.”

The two of you broke out in laughter, but just before you could say anything, you heard a throat clear behind you. You turn around and Hawks glance right behind you, you staw familiar tattoos along with piercing blue eyes gazing right between the two of you. Immediately you got out of your seat, making your way toward your glowering lover. Heart pounding slightly as you glanced at him, seeing him no longer focused on you but on the man you were just talking to. You came up in front of him, trying to wrap yourself around him. It was futile, him pushing you off of him as he walked closer and closer to him.

“You tryna piss me off right now?”

“Dabi—” you tried to cut in but Hawks cut in right before you could.

He glanced between the two of them before shrugging his shoulders, “hey, we were just having some fun, no need to get all angry.”

Dabi rolled his eyes, reaching to grab him by the shirt before you finally stepped in, pulling his hand off of him. Dabi pushes you away, before sending a punch flying to Hawks’ face, the entire audience around you gasping as he did. The blonde man slumped on the floor, Dabi wiped away what little blood he had on his hands onto his dark pants. Once He did he grabbed your hand, pulling you away from everyone, despite you fighting his hold. You weren’t too far from everyone before pulling yourself out of his hold.

“What the actual fuck was that?!” You screamed at him, trying to push him away from you.

He just scoffed as you continued to yell at him, “the first time I actually have some fun at these fucking parties you drag me to and you PUNCH someone in the face?”

“Didn’t know throwing yourself around counted as fun,” he yelled right back at your face, everyone around him hearing him loud and clear.

The argument continued well into the night, ending up with you two right at your apartment, screaming at each other

It was him. Hawks, he called himself from a week ago.

You glanced over his form, he wore a glossy-like silver shirt, with black pants with it as well. His hair still looked the same as before, and he wore glasses above his face. His shirt was unbuttoned quite a bit, revealing just enough of his chest, tied in the silver chain hanging down from his neck. Your eyes continued to gaze down his form, but before you could do anything else. The grip that was once resting around you tightened before mostly pushing you against the wall. Gasping at the sudden hand around your neck, pressing you further into the wall.

“Dabi,” you tried to get out but were cut off by his other hand slipping under your dress, roughly pressing against your clit.

The feeling of your oxygen slowly being more and more restrictive as your body reacted, twisting in growing euphoria as he did. He said nothing, grunting and positioning his body in between your legs. His grip around you loosened a bit as you felt his cold zipper press up against your cunt. His fingers soon left before feeling him fumble against his button and zipper.

Gasping, relaxing where exactly you were, glancing around at the backs turned towards you.

“Dabi, fuck baby, we’re in public! Wait,” you squealed, feeling his thickness begin to press against you.

Cursing, grabbing a hold of him as he sunk his thickness into your wet heat, squirming within his hold. The wall vibrated with the heavy bass and 808 drums of the music within the club. Your eyes glanced all around you, before locking eyes into a golden brown that seemed to have gotten closer. A sudden thrust broke the slight trance you were under, moaning as he repeatedly plunged into you, uncaring of your own concerns. His hand fully left your throat, allowing you to breathe and speak as it came up under your thighs, before pressing them up against the wall, parting your legs in full. The new position allowed him to penetrate deeper into you. Your squeals were luckily covered by the music, and the darkness covered you just enough that if no one looked hard enough, they would see you.

Yet there were those gold-brown eyes, in the corner of your vision as you were now focused on Dabi fully. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you and you knew it, and you had the biggest feeling as he fucked you against the wall, that Dabi knew as well.

Was that it? Did he press you up here just because he knew he was watching?

“Squeezing around me like a fucking vice,” he groaned, leaning right up in your ear as he did so, “is it because he’s watching you? Huh?”

“You like him watching you get fucked like a little whore?”

You pulsed uncontrollably against him, melting unconsciously with his words. His deep raspy voice incited something within you. His tongue came up around your ear, lapping at it before nibbling away. Your body convulses, curling up against the wall as your thighs tremble, feeling your orgasm building quickly way too quickly.

“Look at him, look at him.”

Gasping, you lifted your head as much as you could, and yet, you could still see his figure looking right at you. At this point he had found a seat, holding a drink close to his face, but yet, he was still looking right at the two of you.

You don’t know what it is, the circumstances, you don’t know, but your body shook violently, coming with a shout which you muffled against his shirt, holding him close. Your arousal dripped down your thighs, drenching part of his shirt and the front of his pants as you held him close to you. Dabi’s own thrust didn’t slow down, in fact, they sped up, his hips slamming against your inner thighs. With one final thrust, he groaned against your shoulder, feeling his cum filling you right up. Letting out heavy breaths, feeling his warm hand grab your hand under your chin. He pulled in, placing heavy pecks against your lips. Your body felt like jelly as he slid out of you, feeling the mixture of your and his cum slowly sliding out of you. His hands came around your dress, pulling down the short material before wrapping his arms around your waist. He soon pulled you out of the darkness, pulling you behind him as he greeted those around him. He bid them goodbye before taking you out of the crowd.

As you walked, you glanced back toward where he was sitting, only to find an empty seat. You looked back at Dabi who was just walking ahead of you, holding your hand. He led you outside, where he went up into the tour bus parked down the street. Dabi knocked on the door, allowing the driver to let him in. He guided you towards one of the beds. Just like a light, you fell into a deep, unclouded sleep.

As you slept peacefully, Dabi’s own phone buzzed with a sudden message. He pulled out his phone, before smirking at the sudden message.

H: you get what you want, sick freak?

D: Yep.

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PART SIX — 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄

prince! enji todoroki x black-coded! (poc friendly) fem! reader x platonic! todoroki kids

content warnings: brief depiction of violence, domestic violence mentioned, suicide mentioned, child neglect mentioned.

notes: this is long overdue, my bad y'all I was dead— hope ya enjoy today's chapter 🕵️

word count: 5.2k

summary: enji gets a taste of his own medicine and an old enemy is coming to the light.

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IT’S hand continued to squeeze the throat of the King, unwilling to let go of the man who’d struck you. Surely, you would be leaving a bruise on him.

Whilst the entity continued to grip Enji’s throat in a vice grip, glaring at his face. His lightly tanned skin was slowly turning blue, your terrified son soon broke from his fear-struck state upon seeing you. This new figure seems to make his fear disappear and he isn’t afraid anymore. Afraid of what? Perhaps his father, or more so, what your father could do to you in his blinded rage. As he looks between you, or the creature holding you, and his father, he realizes that there would be dire consequences if you were to accidentally kill the man.

Silently, the little boy lurches forward, sprinting towards the shadowy creature and jumps onto one of its inky black, tree stump legs, wrapping his little arms around it and hugging it. From what he was able to see, you were covered in the blackest flames he'd ever seen, and he had willingly thrown himself into danger at the prospect of being potentially burned as long as it meant you would stop. To his surprise, there was no burning sensation. In fact, he had squeezed his eyes shut, tears pricking at the corners, preparing for the searing pain of being set ablaze. However, instead of such an unfortunate fate, he was met with an overwhelming warmth that soothed him immensely; he felt protected, safe, comfortable, and… happy. All of the feelings you had introduced to him ever since you’d made your way into his life was what he felt in that moment, except it was tenfold. He never wanted to be brought out of this fire, his entire body relaxing as he continued to hold onto the creature’s leg. However, the sound of gurgles and grunts reminded him of his current goal, his father’s life was still being threatened. And as much as he deserved to be hurt like he hurt others, he shouldn’t be killed.

In his moment of clarity, he opened his eyes and looked up at the creature’s face and didn’t know what to do. However, he acted before he could think much more. “Mama!! Mama, come back please!! Y-you have to let go!!” He called out, hoping to reach you from wherever you were currently. “Mama, please!!”

The sound of his pleading causes the creature to pause momentarily before looking down, finally noticing the small child who was currently clinging to its leg, fresh tears running down his chubby cheeks. Pain. Hurt. Need. Heartbreak. A child so young shouldn’t be feeling these things.

Everything that comes after happens in just mere seconds, though it feels like it occured in slow motion. Enji was dropped to the ground, gasping for air, catching up on some much needed oxygen, and the creature reached down to scoop Dabi up into one of its hands, pushing him into its chest where you currently were. As soon as he was safe within the confines of the creatures body you were quick to bring the small child to you. The shadowy figure made space and held the two of you inside of it as you cradled him in your arms as best as you could with your belly still in-tow. Shakingly, you cupped Dabi’s face in your hands and began to wipe away his tears with your thumbs. “I’m so sorry, Dabi. You shouldn’t have had to do that. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” The sound of your voice and the concern in your eyes causes Dabi to sob, fresh tears beginning to fall as he wailed. “Mama!! I-I thought you were g-gonna kill… kill dad an’— an’ get e-e-executed..!!”

“What? Oh no, no, baby. It’s okay, you don’t have to worry. Mama’s here, okay? We’re okay, everything’s gonna be alright.” You were quick to reassure him, holding onto him for dear life. Nothing else seemed to matter to you in the moment, not even your husband’s gaze that was staring at what you had become. You were more focused on making sure that Dabi was okay and safe.

Inside of the creature was where the two of them currently resided, the creature remaining as it was as it discreetly observed its surroundings. Surprisingly, the ‘room’ you were in was completely black but you were still able to see things clearly around you, including what was going on outside of the creature’s body, almost like you were in a protective glass box despite the outside of the creature’s body being jet black and opaque.

Enji had managed to catch his breath again, a hand on his throat as he measured the level of damage you’d done. The crumpled man stared at the creature that swallowed you and Dabi up with an unreadable expression, his mind swarming with thoughts that even he couldn’t fully comprehend. The most prominent thought that seemed to prevail above all was the fact that he was proud.

Proud of the fact that his wife, his Queen was strong enough to defend herself when her safety was threatened, this new form, whatever it was, reminded him of his own technique where he would engulf the entirety of his body in flame, the fire going as far to even engulf his skeletal system with flames- the sight of it was simply his skeleton on fire.

Slowly, he stood on his feet and the creature seemed to watch him closely, taking note of every move he made, no-doubt ready to strike defensively if it called for that line of action even while still remaining in its squatting position it was still towering over the King.

The two of them, the creature and Enji, appeared to be in a silent staring contest of sorts, almost daring each other to do something even remotely hamrful to the other. As one would expect, the Hellflame user had many questions he wished to ask, but he wouldn’t get the time to ask said questions as the creature began to speak despite its lack of mouth.

“If you bring harm to my user again, I will have no other choice than to consider you as a threat and will eliminate you if such action is called for. I will strike you back with the same force, and perhaps more.”

It’s voice was androgynous, his eyes squinting with each tonal transition of words as they pointed a smokey finger at your husband who appeared to be taken aback by the sentient creature. You had been stunned as well, still holding Dabi in your arms as the creature proceeded to sink down towards the ground, its lower body pouring into a river of smoke that steadily fell until you were back on your feet, currently propping Dabi on one of your hips as you held him. Terrifyingly enough, as the smoke cleared, fanning itself around your now standing form, you scowled at the man in front of you, piggybacking off of your protector’s words. “I don’t wish to see your face now, later, or even after that. You disgust me. You need to leave right now." You stated, leaving no room for argument as you glared at Enji, your resolve and irritation was as clear as day.

He stood still. Staring at you, scrutizining your facial expression and whatever may be going on behind those fierce eyes that had gotten you married to him in the first place. And then, without a word, he turned on his heels and walked away from you, soon passing through the doors that led out to where you were. As soon as he was gone, you relaxed, letting out a breath as you carefully put Dabi onto his feet and then sunk to your knees, digging your nails into the dirt as you attempted to wrap your head around what had just happened and why it had happened. You’d never done such a thing before, and no one had ever told you you could even do something as remotely as possible this. Your awakened power had a sentient being attached to it? Did it lie dormant inside of you at all times? You had to speak to your parents as soon as you possible could to try and get those answers.

…

From Enji’s perspective, this power appeared to have been awoken by your maternal instincts and the need to protect yourself and the life within you. As he walked down the castle halls, he rubbed at his neck, taking note of the tender, irritated skin, this had been the last thing he'd expected to happen. On one hand, he was glad she’d managed to strike back at him, but on the other hand, he grew excited wondering what their child would have once she was born, would she have a combination of their powers or would she inherit only one in its entirety? Under his pride and excitement was also bewilderment.

Passing by a few servants on his short journey to his office, he paid no attention to the others who seemed to be tripping over themselves to try and move out of his way, though a great majority had taken note of the bruising on his neck as they looked towards his back. Where had he gotten that from?

Once he was in the privacy of his office, he shut the door behind him and approached his desk, taking a seat as he began to further ponder their situation. He had reacted like his mother. He struck Y/N just like how his mother would often strike his father when he didn’t do something correctly to her. He never struck back, no matter how many times Enji would question the late King, wondering why he never stuck up for himself and just took the abuse with a smile. Distinctly, he remembered asking the older man one day when he had just turned around ten why he allowed his mother to hit him without consequence.

"She means well, I know it’s difficult for her to express her emotions verbally so physically expressing it allows me to understand her better.” The man had explained with a smiling bruised face, groaning when he’d stretched his split lip a little too far to offer a reassuring smile.

You had done something his father failed to do, you had struck Enji in retaliation and didn’t just sit back and take what he’d given you. It filled him with a sense of uncertainty, as well as… exuberance.

…

Back outside, you had slowly regained your strength, sitting back slowly on your legs as you noticed Dabi staring at you with a hairy look in his eyes, making you fully remember what you were doing and who you were currently with. “Ah sh- shoot. I’m sorry you had to see… whatever that was, Dabi– Ah, fuck, where’s Keigo? Keigo!” “‘m right here, Your Majesty!” You felt a slight gust of wind to your right and took note of Keigo who had flown down from a tree nearby once the King had disappeared, making his way over to where the two of you were currently. Sharply inhaling, you were quick to apologize again. “I’m sorry for scaring you both. I didn’t mean to turn into a monster-” “No! You weren’t a monster! You were… were-” Dabi had cut you off in an attempt to make you feel better but couldn’t seem to figure out what word he wanted to use, thankfully, he wasn’t alone. “-cool!!” Keigo yelled, striking a quirky pose after he’d finished Dabi’s sentence for him. “You went like- ‘pow pow’! And then ya turned into fire ‘n were so freakin’ tall!!! I thought ya were gonna set the trees on FIRE!” The tiny blond rambled, attempting to reenact the ‘fighting moves’ you had done, swinging wildly at the air as he continued to babble about how cool you were. You and Dabi watched as he continued his little reenactment, no-doubt dramatizing what had really happened, you couldn’t help but laugh quietly, the mood rising thanks to the little boy’s excitement. Moving to sit beside you on the grass, Dabi gently grabbed your hand and held it, even with your hand easily dwarfing his tiny one, hoping that the gesture would make you feel better as Keigo continued his story. You were glad you weren’t alone at the moment, but you were a bit apprehensive about the fact that the two of them had witnessed such a traumatizing scene. You were unsure of what to say, you could think of a million and one things but none of them seemed right.

A few minutes had passed before Keigo had finished his excited retelling of what had occurred, the little birdie boy seemed to have tuckered himself out from shadowboxing whatever invisible entity he’d created with his mind. Soon after, an idea came to mind as you looked to your side and down at Dabi with a small smile, deciding to use this difficult situation to your advantage.

“How do you feel about us going to visit grandma and grandpa? I’m sure they’d be plenty happy to see you.”

The sudden question caused the boy to instantly spark up with joy, eagerly nodding his head with a bit of a twinkle in his eyes. Even before your marriage to Enji, your parents have treated Dabi like their first grandchild, smothering him with all sorts of affection and material things— something he had yet to receive from his blood grandmother. Though you were saddened briefly by such news, you didn’t exactly like Enji’s mother, she wasn’t someone you’d sit down to have tea with willingly, but you tolerated her for the sake of everything else.

After hearing Dabi’s answer you were quick to nod and stand up, eager to clean up and leave, however, to your surprise, Minji had appeared out of thin air, almost as if she had a sixth sense, picking up the bottom of her dress to hurriedly approach you, you had nearly missed her entrance but thankfully Keigo was quick to call out to her and ran to hug her middle. As soon as she was in front of you, she began to speak, moving her hands around wildly which was something you had learned the woman had a tendency to do when she was feeling overwhelmed with emotion and also had a tendency to ramble.

“Y/N! What in the world?! The other servants told me you were out here and about the King coming to confront you… Are you alright? Shall I fetch some coolant gel or bandages or gauze or perhaps some ice or should I get the castle doc-“

You were quick to grab a hold of her hands, cutting her off as you encased them both between your hands and gave them a gentle squeeze in an attempt to put her mind at rest, and fortunately, it seemed to work when she stopped fumbling over her words and simply looked at you expectantly. Sharply inhaling, your jaw clenched for a split second before relaxing again, a small smile appearing instead. “I’m fine, Minji. I promise. I just plan on spending a few days in Tenebris with Dabi and my parents, perhaps my brother if he’s not busy with his suitors.”

Minji was quick to nod, taking a quick glance around at the surrounding area before taking note of the remnants of your impromptu picnic that had been all but demolished by the two growing boys nearby, as well as yourself. “Kei Kei and I will clean up here. You two can run along, please tell your mother I said ‘hello’.”

“But-“

“Nope. Nada. I am not going to let you clean, baby bird and I can handle it. Can’t we, baby?” She asked, looking down at her son with fondness, he chirped in agreement and she reached down to ruffle his fluffy locks of blond, nodding with determination immediately afterwards. “See? We can handle it. You two run away now or I’ll chase ya off with a broom.” She threatened, although her words had a playful edge to them, you knew she was serious, earning a light chuckle from you as you squeezed her hands one last time and then let go of them, allowing her to immediately roll up her sleeves. Despite having such a rebellious set of traits, you had gone quite close to Minji in the last several months, mostly because her words of your souls being connected had interested you, however, you had come to the conclusion that getting to know her had to be one of the best decisions you’d ever made, now considering her a dear friend. And although you were friendly with all the staff, treating them as actual human beings, she had managed to crawl her way into a special part of your heart and you were forever grateful for her in a variety of ways- from helping with morning sickness, to rubbing your back when you were randomly crying because of hormonal imbalances, and also prepared your nasty little cravings whenever you wanted them, even if you’d tell her you didn’t want her to bother doing such trivial matters.

“Goodness, I’m starting to think you’re even more stubborn than a bull… fine. I don’t want a broom on the back of my kneecaps…” You murmured, feeling a tiny hand slip into yours after you had let go of Minji‘s. Looking briefly to the side you smiled at Dabi. “Ready to go, hun?” He nodded and then exchanged goodbyes with Keigo and Minji, then the two of you were on your way, heading back into the castle and ready to pack for a few days out.

…

Through the grace of some kind of universal power, you had managed to avoid the servants all-together, stealthily packing yourself a bag of necessities with Dabi’s help, and then went onto pack a bag for Dabi, making sure to bring an extra because you just knew your parents had some kind of gifts waiting for him when the two of you would arrive.

And with some luck, as well as a few breaks here and there for you to catch your breath, you’d manage to get yourself a carriage with a driver, thanks to Keiko, aka Minji’s husband and Keigo’s father, who also happened to be the head of the castle’s farm. Before you know it, your bags are packed into the carriage, and you and Dabi are comfortably sitting inside of it, watching as the forest passes you by, the sound of the carriage wheels rolling and the rhythmic click of horse shoes. It’s enough to soothe you to sleep somehow, even the rock of the carriage had abided in lulling you to sleep. Following your lead, Dabi slumps over into a deep sleep as well, carefully leaning against your side with his head against your arm. It was probably for the better that the two of you would remain asleep, seeing how the trip to Tenebris would take quite a bit of time, you’d be lucky if you reached the castle before the sun fully set. Not that you minded, it would distract you from yourself and the road that had led you to this point. Would you tell your parents about what Enji had done? Or would you keep it to yourself, you had yet to decide, your tired brain emptying itself as you further fell into a dreamless sleep.

The amount of time you’d gotten to shut your eyes seemed to be cut short at the sudden gentle call of your title, along with a light rasp on the carriage door that you sat closest to. Stirring in your sleep, your eyes slowly fluttered open, blurriness soon morphing into shapes that you could now comprehend. With a slow blink, you managed to register the sight of the Driver’s face who looks a bit nervous, though he does relax a bit upon seeing your gaze shift to him, immediately, he looks down and away from your eyes, the tips of his ears red as he repeats himself.

“We’ve arrived at your desired destination, Your Majesty.”

Taking heed to his words, you carely sat up straight in your seat and covered your mouth to hide a bit of an abrasive yawn, your eyes watering just the slightest in retaliaton, you then nodded thankfully to the Driver as he disappeared, only to be replaced by the Coach who came to open the door for you, ready to help you down once you were ready to step out. Noticing the sleeping preschooler who was just on the brink of drooling on your dress sleeve, you reached up and lightly ruffled Dabi’s hair, chuckling at how adorable he looked passed out on your shoulder with his mouth ajar. “Time to wake up, kiddo. Your grandparents are gonna be so happy to see you, unless you want me to call someone to come and carry you to be-” “Mm mm… ‘m awake!” He drowsily shouted and sat up as quickly as he possibly could, only to go veering off the side and nearly toppling off of the seat. You were quick to use your awakened power, creating a hand of shadows to cradle his sleeping form that sprouted from your back like a tree branch. This had become a bit of a common thing, Dabi was a bit clumsy, but then again, what four year old wasn’t? You would have been more surprised if he had the balance of a flamingo. With a soft laugh to yourself, the Coach opened the carriage door a bit wider and you slowly stood up, a hand under your belly as you furrowed your brows together, focusing on keeping your own balance as you descended the carriage steps with the help of the Coach, the shadowed hand cradling your son soon following after you. The Coach then shut the door behind you, bowing as you thanked him, making sure to tip him and the Coach handsomely with a few gold pieces, which they joyously accepted with bright smiles.

Soon following, your personal guard, assigned from the Ignitis Kingdom dropped from his white steed that was following behind the carriage and exhaled, handing the lead to a servant from your kingdom that had come running down the front steps of the castle to greet the unexpected guests. Ah, that’s right, you had no time to tell your parents that you would be dropping by, you could only hope they were actually here and not somewhere else, no-doubt doing diplomatic duties.

Takeo, your guard, came to stand silently by your side, the dark haired man had a tall, rugged stature, with unblinking, deep set carmine eyes, a prim and properly trimmed beard and mustache covering half of his face, nursing a scar that went from one side of his face to the other, directly across his nose. To match such a burly man was a pristine outfit made for a modern techoknight of his ranking, the red signifying one's loyalty to the Kingdom of flames.. He rarely spoke, only to answer any questions that he was asked, even then he barely said a few words at a time. You had appreciated his hardwork but it was almost like he was a shadow of sorts, often frightening you when he made himself known to you randomly.

Yet another maid, began to descend down the stairs, heading directly for you, a bright smile across her face.

“Princess! Oh, no, I mean, Queen Y/N, it has been a long time! Your parents will be elated when they see you’ve come by surprise! Please come along! Ah! Shall I fetch Freya to come and carry you?” Blinking, a smile slowly spread across your face as you instantly recognized the older woman who was also the headmaid, she’d been around since before you were born, but still had the energy of an excitable child, along with a mouth to match. Abashsh, directly translating to friendly, talkative, and affable, it was almost as if her name had bestowed upon her unwavering future.

Soon enough, she had stopped in front of you, a bright and cheery smile adorning her face as she makes it a necessity to grab a hold of your cheeks, giving them the softest squish as she coos about how much you’ve grown since she’s seen you, as well as how much you appeared to be glowing thanks to the blossoming bud in your stomach. Her rambling would go on for hours if Takeo hadn’t cleared his throat, causing the older woman to look briefly from your face and then to him, blinking in surprise as he opened his mouth to speak, timber voice matching completely with his mysterious aura.

“Apologies. I don’t mean to interrupt your heartfelt reunion, however, I don’t think the Lady should be standing on her feet for too much longer…” He murmured, glancing between you and Abashsh. The older woman then gasped, realizing what she had been doing. Rather dramatically, she slapped a hand over her mouth and cursed in Arabic, quickly apologzing as well for her rambling. “You’re right! Let’s get you up these stairs and somewhere to sit, my dear! I still can’t believe you were just a baby one day ago and now my tiny royal jasmine is having an even tinier royal jasmine. Oh my goodness, I think I’m finally getting old…” The woman whined, knowing damn well that she didn’t look a day over twenty-five thanks to her awakened power that directly involved mother nature; straight bleach blonde hair fell down her back and over her front, perfectly framing her square shaped face, brown almond eyes, smooth bronze skin and hooked nose. She was quick to grab your hand afterwards and began leading you up the front stairs, Takeo following closely beside you while you continued to carry Dabi up behind you through the use of your own power.

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Enji sat in deep thought behind his desk, his elbows propped atop his desk as he remained deep in thought, hardened gaze seeming to map out the intricate carvings on the wood door that was currently closed, his chin resting atop his interlocked fingers. There were many things running through his mind, however, his self-reflection is soon interrupted by a knock on the door, causing him to blink and wet his drying eyes. Letting out a gruff affirmative noise, he signaled that whoever was behind the door could enter. And so they did, quite shakingly I might add as they held a tangerine-colored envelope in his hand, which only meant one thing. Just the sight of it had the King of Ignitis flaring his nostrils, already catching a whiff of the disgusting smell of tangerines, his least favorite fruit, belonging to his least favorite Kingdom that his father had created a treaty with and forced Enji to be allied to for reasons that he was ashamed to admit well after his father's passing. With a quick swipe of his tongue over his bottom lip, he spoke.

“Are you just going to stand there staring at me or are you going to bring me that letter?”

Squeaking, he rushed over and presented the letter with a quick bow, holding the letter out with both hands, thumbs atop the envelope, while the rest of his fingers curled into fists, presenting rather submissively. Enji took the letter, and immediately, the servant disappeared, hurriedly shutting the door behind him, though he made sure not to actually slam it.

With clear frustration, a grim expression, Enji turned the envelope to further examine it, taking note of the sender.

The Kingdom of Solis, King Toshinori Yagi.

Enji had to resist the urge to tear the letter up and throw it like confetti, purely out of bitterness. Thankfully, there was a better alternative, causing him to slice open the top of the envelope to retrieve the letter tucked away inside of it. While holding the letter in one hand, and the actual envelope in the other, he set fire to the envelope and watched with satisfaction as it turned into dust, fluttering down onto the top of his desk. He then exhaled, hesitating to glance towards the letter and actually read it. However, his eyes betrayed him as he began to scan over the words, his face going through a variety of emotions. He was coming.

His rival, a man who’s strength he was threatened by despite being four years younger than the man who probably had no idea that Enji constantly challenged him in his mind. Why did his rival need to come to his castle to personally congratulate him on his marriage as well as his upcoming heir? He was never friendly with the man, in fact, the alliance was proposed by Enji’s father whilst he was still alive, was King Toshinori planning on waging war?

Alas, it seemed he would never be able to get a moment of peace when his office door was suddenly opened, revealing his mother and her personal servant, who opened the door, quaking in her boots at the fact that she was forced to intrude upon the King’s privacy because of the old Queen’s inability to understand boundaries.

With a huff, Eiko sauntered over towards where her son was upon spotting him with the opened letter and snatched it from his hands, diligently reading through it without asking him if she could do such a thing. The words caused her to snort, unbelieving of what she was reading.

“Hah! What are the odds? The King of Solis humbly apologizes for not attending your wedding and wants to give you a gift. I wonder what it could be. A blade to the throat? Or perhaps he’ll set my castle ablaze.”

“Mother- don’t you know how to knock? This doesn’t concern you.” He growled at the older woman, standing to snatch the letter back from her to fold it up and tuck it away into one of the drawers in his desk.

“Hah. How do you plan to rub your victories in his face? I would hate to admit it, but perhaps your bride will work nicely if you flash her around him. She is conventionally pretty, after all. And you will have another heir soon, be sure to milk that for everything you've got. How old is he again and still does not have a queen or heir? Something must be wrong with him. Perhaps he is sterile… how unfortunate would that be, if he were to produce a heir, that child would be something to reckon with—”

Enji begrudgingly listened to his mother ramble, a blank expression across his face as he stared through her, an oncoming rush of thoughts swarming through his mind. There was no telling when Toshinori would appear. How would he be able to show off his Queen if she were giving him the cold shoulder?

At first, he did plan to give her her space, but this was an urgent matter. However, he was unsure of what to do to get back on your good side. He couldn't look to his mother for her advice, she never seemed to regret what she did, no matter how many times the late King would seem to slowly break under pressure. Before he could stop himself, a burning question rose and asked itself aloud for his mother's ears.

“Do you ever regret making Dad drive himself to the breaking point of taking his own life to escape you?”

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jasontoddssuper · 7 months

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If me and countless other kids of color had to grow up being told the characters they crushed on 'have a thing for blondes/redheads' and still have to deal with it in a lot of cases when it comes to their adult versions,i think y'all can handle us joking that they wouldn't date white people.Grow thicker skin.Or d'you wanna let it keep being as fragile as it looks?

🚫Pro sh///ip or whatever incels call themselves nowadays dni🚫

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shinsouscatpisssmell · 1 year

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Chapter 1

Masterlist

"That's it? I got the good ending but why do I feel so unsatisfied with it?"

The city streets are bustling with noises from cars and trucks honking horns and screeching their tires to the clacking of people's shoes and idle chatter.

One of those people being you, (Y/N) (L/N), currently waiting at the cross walk for it to turn green so you can get back to work since its been up for a good 5 minutes since your lunch break ended.

"I only played it for the villianess anyways but in the end she died." mumbling to yourself and in truth that was truly the only reason you got hooked on the game after a Co-worker showed you the character , Sasha Evermore, who looked and acted exactly like you minus the master manipulator part. She was part of a otome game called “to catch a prince”, a game that popped out of nowhere and instantly became a hit amongst the crowd that includes you.

The weird part was as you started the game the parts with sasha would pang your heart with sadness,disgust, and anger but always written it off as indigestion or heartburn. You pitied her for some odd reason but others look at you crazy when you express this notation to them. Writing it off as just another one of your favs getters killed off to further write the protagonist’s narrative.

Sighing and holding the app down you press the tiny 'X' next to it and clicked the "delete app".

Only,it didn't delete. You repeated the same steps and still nothing. You hold it down and move it to ensure you're not crazy. that it was there. Trying one more time to do it; you never noticed how you were planted in the middle of the crosswalk. So into your own world you never heard the screams of the people who sat on the sidelines or the horn of the truck coming full speed and unable to hit the the brakes in time.

It was when you registered what was happening that is was to late. Your phone flee in the air and landed next to you with a cracked screen and fighting to stay on. Mangled body twitching in its last moment as people gather to gaze upon you like an animal in the zoo. Some calling the police and the trucker sputtering out apologizes. No one saw your eyes flicker to your screen that miraculously light up with a single message and angelic voice to accompany it " @яε ¥ꪮʊ яε@∂¥ ⊥ꪮ εҳ⊥я@ḉ⊥ ¥ꪮʊя яεṽεηɠε, ʟꪮ⊥⊥ʟε ꪮηε?"

Your brain bloated and swollen from impact that you couldn't recognize the familiar warm voice. It was in a instant your phone began to shake and shoot out a beam of white light that sucks you in as you succumb to darkness.

ꕥꕥꕥꕥ

"He...llo? Hello~?"

Groaning in response and holding your head trying to register what is happening. Slowly blinking trying to adjust to the light in the room.

"You're finally up?" the soft voice next to you speaks sweetly to you as the clanking of cups and bowls hit eachother until they meet a bedside table.

Sitting up and looking over you are met with the sight of a long blue haired that framed a round brown woman. Her eyes are the darkest purple that had literal stars in place of pupils and her smile she stares at you with is the brightest stunning white. She stands in some sort of white sheer dress showing off her cleavage while she tilts forward to hand you the bowl of food.

You take it hesitantly and look from the bowl back up to the large woman a few times waiting for her to tell you that you're in heaven but nothing was said. The only thing you saw was her child like innocent aura as she stays seated close to the large bed you laid upon watching as she's aswaits for you're approval.

"I'm sorry but who are you… Where am I? Wasn't I...dead?" You push the ceramic bowl away and the feel of the deflation of the atmosphere around the woman's.

"oh? I um—I am sorry," she pokes her pointer fingers together and puffs out her cheeks, " I got caught up with meeting my favorite person and I didn't bother to introduce myself. My name is Hesitia . I am the entity that brought you back to life...twice. Kind of hurt that my idol doesn't remember me." She snaps her fingers making the bowl disappear.

"Brought back? Died twice?" You could see her nod her head to confirm your mini question, " what do you mean by idol? No wait, How did I die twice?"

"That's a lot to explain. Come,let me show you." She stands at her full height of 7'2 while pushing her hair behind her ears while extending a hand out to you.

Taking it without hesitation. Being determined to find out anwsers as you get pulled to your feet. Not expecting to be wearing the same sheer white gown as the large woman but more tailored to your size.

She brings you to an open space that has tall and pristine pillars surrounding the large area. She pulls you into her side and drape her arm over your shoulder.

"You have no sense of personal space ,huh?" you ask peeking up at her.

"nope," she giggles and pops her 'p'," now shush and watch." Waving her hand the area goes pitch black except two large orbs that held two human beings wrapped up in themselves. Hesitia and yourself walk up to them your steps illumanting one by one all the way.

You put your hand against the one you couldn’t recognize with such care and stare at it with awe, " is that...me?" You look back at the brown skinned deity with stars in your eyes.

"Yes,those are both versions of yourself. Right now your soul is preserved in this room I created when you first died," she puts a hand on your shoulder as if she knew the next question, " like I've stated before this isn't your first time being dead, my little one. The first you had met a unfair end. To make is simplier, Have you ever heard of the woman Sasha evermore?"

"You mean the villainess from how to capture a prince?"

"precisely,lovely. Except sasha is actually you. I made the game for you not to forget where you started. But I guess now that I say it out loud, its confusing and complicated. I'm still new to the whole resurrection plot. I was just so excited to meet my idol." She scratches her cheek in embarrassment.

"how can there be two of me? And how am I your idol?"

" well I've been assigned to watch over you since I came out of goddess training ,hehe. You were so powerful and demanding in everything you did since you were born. It made me become quite a fangirl," she giggles," how there is two of you is like what I stated before. Your first life you had died by your one true ,love. So in love you had choose to walk down the road of being naive and oblivious to his actions.Personally,He was not my cup of tea but sadly I can’t interfere. That’s a Different department and lots of paperwork I don’t wanna do. But to sum up the rest you were put to death after being framed and I as your personal goddess and guardian chose to strike a deal with you."

" Can I ask what deal former me made?"

" of course!" She claps her hands together and pulling them apart as a golden contract is constructed in the space," when I brought your soul here the first time. You told me you wanted revenge on those who wronged you. Your heart was tainted black and as the rules state I needed you to have a pure and clean one in order to make that happen. But since you are my #1 I slightly bent the rules with some help, “she leans in to whisper yell , between you and me I owe favors to a lot of my older sisters.” She squished the golden paper making it disappear.

"So am I officially dead now?"

"No you aren't dead, silly. What would happen to the story! I just had to wipe your memories and put you in your once current timeline to make your heart pure again. Sorry about the truck. I couldn’t think of another way,but now what I can finally do," she gathers you in a hug and squeezes you letting your feet dangle off the ground, " is send you back to before you met your unfortunate demise by that vile woman."

"Vile woman?"

"Tut tut. I can't give away to much information or I'd get in trouble with the big guy upstairs." the dark space disappear and restore the room to its originality as she carries you back to the bed.

"I'm going to put you back to sleep because I can’t keep you here for long but when you awake you should be back in your past self’s body and you should retain memories from your modern self and this conversation. As I can not interfere I can only allow you to have a few memories of your previous life. The rest you will have to discover over time. Now you might feel a bit dizzy it’s a side effect of gaining your past memories,” she places a kiss on your forehead, “Please remember I'll be with you, (y/n) and will check in on you."

It was her final words to you before putting you back in a state of slumber.memories from a being you couldn't remember come back to you like a train hitting you.

"lady (y/n), you are to ne the betroth to prince izuku Midoriya." You at a young age are holding hands with a green haired boy that looks to be of the same age.

"She pushed me down, Zuku" the green haired boy is now holding a brown haired girl closely to him as you’re on the ground. In a crowded place.

"Disgusting vile woman. Such a title for an orphan" this time you’re in a col dripping wet cell. Chains bounding your legs and hands together as a older man shoos away the knight that was guarding it.

Your eyes shoot open to light shining from a large window at the side of the bed. Blinking the sleep away as you look around the decorated room. Your first instinct was to look into the mirror that is across from your bed and you remember the opening scene of the game. The pajamas where the same as the villainess in the game. You try to move from the bed to gain a closer look but a hit of wooziness and a turning stomach hits you like a bat and you fall over. You try to grab onto the bed for footing but you miss it by a inch thus making you hit your head and passing out on the ground.

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luna-indigoduh · 1 year

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Baby fever

word count: 2492

CW: Breeding kink, cursing, oral (Femal receiving)

AN: Hey guys I’ve been gone but im excited to release this. I suddenly had muse at like 3 Am and want to start being active more so ill be posting more headcanons and getting fics out when im not busy. Feel free to send headcanons or even small prompts would really like to interact with mutuals again. Anywho enjoy

Touya had never thought about having kids. There was nothing that was in him that had ever made the male wonder or dream of having kids of his own. Between his family trauma and the fact his quirk was one he wouldn't wish on to anyone (besides his father). He feared he would be just as good of a father compared to his father, which was like saying he'd be the best at being the damn worst. With the same rage, stubbornness and passion that endeavor carried through his veins being in his there wasn't any guarantee that his child wouldn’t face the same amount of neglect or abuse he faced as a child . Then when it came to his quirk, he knew his own fucking body couldn’t handle his quirk. He knew for sure that a child that had the chance of gaining a much more powerful fire quirk and his weak frozen body, he’d be putting a death sentence on that's child's back even before birth If it was up to him the todoroki bloodline would be put to an end with his siblings.

Sadly he had no control in that seeing he sat face to face with his nephew that you had been babysitting for the weekend. Natsuo had asked if you two would be willing to watch his son for him and his wife. Touya could still remember how unsure his brother was when he asked him. He was positive that had the same matching looks on their faces as he held the babbling baby in his arms. Touya was reluctant of course when he asked. Plus he was positive he was only asking him due to Fuyumi being out of town for vacation and Shoto being too busy with her0 work. He couldn’t muster up any words and could feel as his nerves would boil over any second. That was until he felt your hand on his shoulder that instantly felt himself cool down .

“Of course we will,” you said cheerfully with a smile ever so bright .

You hadn’t told Touya but you had been going through baby fever heavily . You found yourself looking in the baby aisle more than usual as you did your daily errands. You also have been going over that baby list of names and even scrolling through cute family tiktoks that could only make you imagine having a family with Touya. Sadly you knew about his past and what he had been through. As much as you were ready for a baby you understood his stance on children and you wouldn't push your want for a family onto the male. You respected him and accepted that at the moment your two cats would be just enough for the both of you right now.

Touya would agree with you also, up until this weekend. At first he had decided that he would have as little interaction with the child as possibly. It at first sounded like an easy task,but once he realized that you would be using this time to have as much fun with the child. If he wanted anytime with you, he was going to have to be with the baby. Nothing about the baby had given him the idea that he wanted his own. Especially with the fact he had cried for over an hour once his parents left. If anything he was sure it would be the best birth control that you guys had ever had. Then you had managed to calm the baby down and that had begun to ignite the spark in him that made him crave to put his own kid in you. Watching as you rock as you rock the small baby as it rested its head against your chest was an image he did not know he needed to see. He could only think about how beautiful you looked in that moment, and how beautiful you would look with his own child in your arms. From there that spark in him only grew more as the days carried on. While you cured your fever by playing with the child, feeding and caring for him it had seemed that this baby loving illness was contagious because Touya was positive that he had come down with a case of it and there was only one way it could be cured for him. By the end of Saturday night Touya had easily fallen into a domestic role. He took the time to do your guy’s typical household chores such as the laundry or cooking dinner for you guys . He also gave you chances to relax as he fed the baby or rocked him to sleep. Of course after he let you show him he would hurt the small human in his arm. It was as if you guys had been playing house all weekend,but sadly the fun was coming to an end .

He watched as the child giggled and smiled reaching out for him, a new sound that made his chest warmer than any fire that he had ever weld in him. “You know you weren't so bad,” he said, picking up the child from the floor where he was originally playing. “How would you like a little cousin?” he asked the small child as he tickled the boy who erupted into a fit of giggles that were only stopped once the door bell rung causing you to quickly move from your bedroom where you where getting the baby’s things together (plus a little extra things you guys had bought when you guys took them shopping with you). “Hey, Natsuo ,” you said as you quickly answered the door with the baby bag on your shoulder. “ I knew you'd be here soon.” You guys chatted a bit before he asked how the weekend went knowing that watching a kid could be a handful. His worry had been dismissed once his older brother came in his view with his son who had the same striking white hair as the two of them. “It was alright, this little stinker is welcomed any time,” Touya spoke, giving the baby a smile just as bright as the one on the smallest Todoroki’s face. It was a pleasant surprise for all of you.

After your guy’s goodbyes and coming back anytime was given the house fell into a peaceful silence for you. Only you. Touya was doing his best to get over the emptiness within the house,but he couldn't shake the need to want to have a child with you. Later that night you and Touya decided to cuddle and watch a movie wanting to make up for the lack of solo cuddles you guys had gotten. While your mind was focused on the movie that played on your bedroom tv Touya seemed to have other plans for you guys . His soft lips found the skin on your neck as he gently placed kisses against it before leaving each kiss with a playful nip at your skin. As his hands began to wander under the hem of your shirt you couldn't help but to hum from his touch. He always knew your body. Where to touch, how to touch and exactly to make you want him more than you typically control.

He rolled you over on you back easily pulling his shirt that your smaller form swam in over your head being glad to see you opted for no bra and just a beautiful blue thong that contrasted against your melanated skin that had him and his dick practically drooling for you before he could even get to touch you the way he wanted. “Fuck your gorgeous doll,” he said softly before pecking a kiss to your lips, going back kissing your now warm skin. You hadn't expected this attention from him but god you were not going to turn him down for a second. You watched as he trailed his fiery intense kisses down your body. Each one leaving a marking of love that made your body look like an art piece that was covered with every inch of passion the male had in his body for you that made him feel like an artist. Once he reached your soaked cover pussy he couldn’t help, but top lap up a taste through your panties with kisses following right behind them.

“Touya,” You gasped as your hips bucked, wanting more friction. Hating that he wouldn’t just take the stupid thong off of you. It wasn’t usual for him to move slow and take his time with you, but he sure as hell was going to tonight.

“Just relax for me baby, let me take my time,” he said softly as he sat up to take off his own shirt leaving him in his boxers before finally relieving you from the drenched fabric.

He couldn't stop himself from spreading your folds watching how your sticky lust connected them together. Touya was sure he had died and went to heaven at the sight. He rubbed slow circles against your clit watching as you clench around nothing just begging for more. You were sure he was going to ignore how you whined for him to give you more before you heard the sound of him collecting saliva in his mouth as spitting on your pussy the easily meeting your eyes as he lapped it back up then eating you like his dinner he had wasn't enough to settle his hunger. He needed dessert. It was hard to control the way you squirmed under his touch with how he didn't seem to let up against you. Switching between sucked your clit, small kitten licks that had you melting into the mattress and fucking you with his tongue. He gripped you thighs wanting to keep you close as he got lost in the taste of you. It would explain how he didn't hear you first say his name.

“Please, I-I need to… fuck , “ moans slipped past your lips as your head fell back into your pillow before feeling a harsh smack against your thigh causing him to gain your attention back as you whimpered.

“You wanna cum? Then you’ll keep those pretty brown eyes on me doll.”

With ease he went back to eating you watching you just as intensely as he tasted every inch of you. He always loved how you came undone right in front of him. The sound of your moans made him believe the heavens gave you the voice of the most beautiful angel that had. He wished he could hear it every second of the day. Once you finished he looked at you standing taking in the sight of you. The lust filled look in your eyes that had your pupils blown with the combination of thin layer or sweat that made your body glisten like gold as your juice continued to leak from you made his mind race. In that moment the image of you round with his spawn made his chest swell. He was going to make you a mom, you were going to have his baby and hell he was going to be the best goddamn father/ husband he could be. The only thing that pulled him from his thoughts was the sight of you getting on your knees reaching for the hem of his boxers before he took a hold of your wrist.

“Wanna make daddy feel good too,” You said licking your lips as seduction fell into your words.

Any other night he would love to see your full lips wrapped around him as his tip hit the back of his throat, but tonight he had a goal in mind.

“Not tonight baby, you just let me take care of you tonight ok,”he said softly before kissing your forehead. Something soft was brought out in him and you didn't have time to figure out what it was as he laid you back down. He removed his boxers leaving you both naked as his dick sprung out. Tip red and angry while dripping with his arousal, you licked your lips with anticipation as he pumped himself a few times before folding you in half in a mating press letting you legs rest on his shoulders. With you prepared properly and your pussy having been fucked to fit him over the few years he was easily able to fit. He didn’t take a second to wait to fuck you. The sound of how sloppy your pussy dripped for him was enough to encourage him to carry out fucking his baby into you.

Long deep strokes made you gasp with sweet moans leaving in between. You loved feeling with each thrust how his tip kissed your cervix. All you could do was beg for him more and more as your arms wrapped around his neck. He leaned down placing hot kisses into your neck as he found his thrust picking up with each second he felt you clench around him. He couldn’t control himself anymore as his mind was only focused on the feeling of you and the thought of giving you a baby.

“God you're going to be such a pretty mommy,” he rasped as he slammed deeper into you. “I’m going to fill this sloppy pussy over and over tonight until you're so full with my cum.”

His words earned a whine from you before you found your fingers tangling into his hair and pulling it to make him look at you .

“Cum in me Touya,” you begged as you looked at him with soft eyes. “I want to have you baby, please give me a baby. I’ll be a good mommy.”

Between your words, your cheeks stained with tears of pleasure and how easily you were taking him, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. After a few more thrust that became sloppy with each second you both finished together causing you both to cry out each other's names.

He pulled out looking down at you taking in your after sex beauty as his eyes traveled over you before seeing how his seed dripped out of you. He watch proudly as he used his finger to take the mixture of you pushing it back inside wanting to be sure you didn't lose a drop before placing a kiss against your clit.

“I love you doll,” he said softly looking back to your eyes knowing this was a big next step for you guys.

“I love you too,” you said just as gently.

Just like he promised Touya spent the rest of your night fucking you into the sheets to be sure you were filled with him. For the next few days Touya was happily showing you the same amount of attention. It was a month later that the two of you had found out your non-stop loving had accomplished exactly what he wanted.

You were going to have a baby.

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