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thotsforvillainrights · 1 year

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Hi! I’ve been a big fan of all your work, and absolutely love everything you’ve posted. It seriously makes my day 🥰

I was wondering if you could do something along the lines of the first time 😏 with those in the MLA or overhaul? (Sorry if this posted 2x my app was glitchy)

(Thank you for reading my stuff! It’s a huge motivation to keep writing since I know peeps are looking out. I appreciate it so very much😭😭😭 Anyway, if we’re talking the *ahem* first time, then for Kai I’ve written it twice! It’s both here, and here! That would naturally only leave the MLA behind for me to conquer!)

(SIDENOTE: since there are so many members it’s in headcanon form. If you want a specific longer scenario for anyone then I’ll gladly do it!)

~First Time~

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~ReDestro~

-Not exactly super duper shy about it but certainly bashful to an extent. Flustered easily depending on how bold you want to be with him. If you take the lead then he won’t complain one bit. I imagine it happens after a romantic date. You get back to the house and he believes he’s going to be settling down for bed but you suggest otherwise. He probably chokes up a bit upon hearing you drop it on him but he’s able to rasp out a much to eager ‘yes’ from his mouth. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again: once he get’s very turned on or very flustered then the tips of his ears will turn pinkish red with blush. He moans closed mouthed and huffs a lot here and there. His eyebrows knit and his hands have a white knuckle grip on the sheets below you. His thrusts are slow and steady as well. He clears his throat a lot before he says anything, and is very bad at talking dirty since it’s the first time after all. Expect for the next few weeks to hear him approach you with “Care for some intercourse, dearest?” He get’s better at talking dirty after having learned so much from you.

~Curious~

-Believe it or not, she starts off a little shy herself before getting comfortable halfway through foreplay. It’s a little heartwarming to witness her being shy for once since you only ever seem to see her at her most upbeat and self assured person. She’s open to taking the lead but it all depends on whether or not you want full control of the situation. I’d say it’s an even match-up right now. The matter likely comes about when the two of you are lounging nightside by her pool together. It’s funny how quickly a heated kiss can escalate toward sexual intent when you let it. Lucky for her that the privacy stone wall is high enough that no one could see the two of you getting handsy with each other. She knew the moment your hand slipped under her bikini top that it was time to take it forward to the next level. The two of you barely give each other space as you make your way to the bedroom. Your hands don’t leave each other until the deed is done. During which she moans...loudly at that. No need to worry considering her large home is well on hiding what noise that can be made on the inside away from the outside world. A small part of her is embarrassed by how loud she was, so be sure to reassure her or else she’ll be oddly quiet the next time you go at it. She also bites a lot during sex so be prepared to leave with a few marks along your body in various places. She’s a gripper as well, grabbing hold of you and not willing to let go until she’s came and rode out her high with you.

~Trumpet~

-Oh he’s been waiting for you to ask him this for a very long time. He’s studied up and feels completely prepared to deliver his best upon the first time. He’s a big softie with you and a total gentleman so you had no idea he’s been lusting for you for such a long time. It probably goes down after a long day of work. His jaw drops when you finally break it to him that you’re ready for it. Hanabata takes his time with you. He saves the fucking for later. The first time is reserved for strictly love making. The amount of time this man spent on foreplay alone was enough to show you he was serious about making this something special and big between the two of you. Finally when the moment runs up, he asks you for your consent once more and waits patiently to hear you say ‘yes’ to him. He takes his time with you. He’s gentle yet firm at the same time, entering you and allowing you however much time you need to adjust to the size of his cock before proceeding with caution. His moans were low, deep, and smooth as they’d only raised in pitch (followed by a curse or two) when he came close to cumming. I don’t think he lasts very long but what he lacks for in stamina for the first time, he makes up for by asking a second round in the same night. Hell, he’d ask for a 3rd time but he was sure you might need to rest after everything. For someone of his age it would appear he was doing good in that department! I’d say that the longer you explore each other’s bodies, the more creative he gets in bed. He can become bolder and get a little rougher, or maybe more naughty by introducing some food or toys into foreplay? Either way, he’s phenomenal during the first time, and nothing less of amazing every other time after that.

~Skeptic~

-I’d be scared to admit it with the way he acts sometimes. He’s a rough one to fall in love with but you can see past his jagged demeanor that the love is there and it’s nothing short of strong. It was probably rocky navigating whether or not he wanted you in that way. You’d sit and watch while playing the waiting game to see if he’d break character even just once. Finally it happened when you noticed him blushing but hiding behind his curtain of hair and furiously picking up the pace typing on his laptop. What caused it? You coming out of the shower wrapped in a towel in search of your favorite night clothes. I think it happened after you made sure to approach him on a night where he didn’t have anything important to tackle. Finally you’d dropped it on him and watched him sputter out a response. “Wh-what???” Oh he heard you loud and clear. He just wouldn’t make eye contact with you when he agreed to try it. He didn’t make any eye contact the entire time (which might be discouraging depending on the reader), but don’t mistake it for him not feeling pleasured. It was the contrary! His moans were endless it would seem. Don’t even get me started with the whimpering or the growling. He hated the fact you heard him sounding so pathetic. He finally ended up making eye contact with you when he came for the very first time with you. His pupils were blown, eyes watery, and shamelessly he drooled a bit. I do think the very next time you two do it, he is the one that brings it up. It’s no where near romantic by the way. It’s more like him just suddenly stopping whatever he’s doing before looking you dead in the eye and going “Let’s have sex immediately. I’ve got a 20 minute window and there’s no time to waste so let me know right now. Otherwise you’ll be wasting my time.”

~Geten~

-Really has no clue on anything having to do with it. Since I believe he’s around 20-21 years, he’s not even taken the time to navigate this type if thing. He dropped out of school a long time ago so I feel like he missed out on Sex Ed classes. On top of that, I doubt he’s ever even received the ‘talk’ from either his own parents or ReDestro at that. All he likely has is what he may have passed by while scrolling on the internet since I headcanon he spends a lot of time online. It’s just you and him learning together. When you drop it on him he suddenly stares at you with a very soft expression. It’s certainly different considering his usual demeanor around you. He just silently nods, tucking his face into his fur lined hood so as to hide the gentle blush creeping along his rounded cheeks. Your first time together is one of the rare moments when Geten has ever become so soft with you. His touches are focused but clumsy at the same time. There are a few apologies here and there as the two of you learn each others bodies. He’s fairly quiet but it’s because he’s tapped into whatever noise you’re making at the moment. He’s decided to use it as a way to figure whether or not he’s doing things right for you. When you finally finish he ended up taking a big bite into your shoulder and muffling the loudest moan you’ve heard from him all night. Tears do end up slipping from his eyes as well. He let’s go of you and apologizes before grabbing a wet towel and helping clean you up. Then like a light switch he’s back to being his same old self. However, you can tell through the sass and sarcasm that he’s desperate to know whether or not he did a good job. You simply smile and beckon for him to come cuddle with you to which he complains but quickly obliged. Don’t expect him to be a big softie the next time. He’s likely to be bolder with his actions to prepare yourself ahead of time for that.

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herwritingartcowboy · 2 years

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Porn Tape

Minors deny, 18+

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Character(s): Geten

Warning(s): Smut, Sub male, dom reader, Cock/Strap

Readers Gender: Gn

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{Gif Not Mine}

Who would of thought seeing a hero having sex with someone from the meta liberation army make a sex tape. Not many have seen the tape as the only ones who have/ will see it are the ones who made it. This was a a home sex tape made for fun.

The tape starts with Y/n sitting on their bed with the boy whose name is Geten coming into frame. As they sat on Y/n's lap. A few dirty words were shared and a five minute make out session, with the two undressing.

The tape skips to Geten sucking on their cock/strap as Y/n groans while messin with the males hair. The sucking continued as words like, “Who’s my good cock sucker, huh” “I-i am”.

The sucking continued for six more minutes as Y/n came in Getens mouth as you can see him swallowing the cum.

The tape then cuts to Geten on top of Y/n going up and down on their cock/strap as the male moans. The speed only increases as the minutes go by. Soon cum came out of Getens cock as he moaned then leaning down kissing Y/n showing passion and lust.

Now the final act comes in with Y/n now thrusting into Geten, Y/n groaned and Geten moaned. Words were spoken between the two, words like these.

“You like this baby, huh my slut likes getting their whole filled” “Yes don’t stop, I’m your slut, your only slut” “Yeah you are, only mine, like this body”.

The thrusting became faster as the moans became louder and names were said more. As the two reach climax as they both orgasmed.

Then the video ends.The video was twenty minutes and ten seconds.

Again this is only a rumor as many have not seen this tape.

After this article came out it was soon deleted as this blogger never posted again. As only the two who have been in the tape can be the only ones to see and talk about it.

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#geten x reader #geten x reader smut #bnha geten #bnha x reader #bnha smut #bnha x gn!reader #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia x you #my hero academia x gender neutral reader #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha smut #my hero academia smut

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ghoularaki · 4 months

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↠ summary: Your ex-boyfriend not satisfied with how the relationship ended comes back to teach you a lesson its best to keep your mouth shut. Some secrets are best left unspoken.

↠ pairing: todoroki touya x reader, keigo takami x reader, geten x reader

↠ genre/warnings: angst, smut, college/dark web au, DARK CONTENT, yandere! dabi, bullying, stalking, drug/alcohol usage, domestic abuse, aged up characters, murder, gore, blackmail, kidnapping. NSFW (morning sex, NONCON, bondage, dp in two holes, filming)

↠ status: 1/6

↠ a/n: this fic takes place in 2009. there might be some inaccuracies, but we aren't here for that, we are here for emo boy dabi

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6: finale

#yandere dabi #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere bnha #yandere dabi x reader #yandere hawks #yandere hawks x reader #yandere touya #yandere touya x reader #yandere todoroki #geten x reader

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thesakuragarnet · 5 months

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Distracted

Summary: Dabi attempts to remain calm during a work call when it's his turn to get ra!led.

THIS WORK IS 18+ ONLY! S3XUAL TAGS WILL BE HIDDEN BELOW THE KEEP READING BUTTON!

Non-Spicy Tags: DabiHawks, swearing, smut, pre-paranormal liberation war arc, they're in love I promise

Word Count: 1,302 words

AO3 link

Spicy Tags: switch DabiHawks, brat b0ttom Dabi, praise k!nk, a n a l s3x, n!pple licking, aftercare

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“Lieutenant Dabi? Are you still there?” Skeptic’s grating voice crackles through the phone next to Dabi’s head. He got excused from going to the meeting because he said he wasn’t feeling well. In reality, a certain Pro Hero was fucking every thought out of his head. It was kinda funny to him in a way; Hero Society was metaphorically and literally screwing him. He and Hawks had been seeing each other shortly after he joined their cause, and Dabi was utterly addicted to the rush of love that had been absent for so long. He never realized how much he ached for it. How much he needed it.

They’d been going at it since before the meeting started, and the edging was insane . Dabi forced Hawks to stop every time they needed him to talk; he was worried they might get suspicious.

“Fuck,” Dabi groans, breath hissing through gritted teeth as Hawks slows his thrusts to a stop once again; the villain attempts to collect his bearings before unmuting himself on the call.

“Yes, I’m still here. What do you want?” He scoffs, hoping he isn’t as breathless as he feels. He thanks his lucky stars that they hadn’t decided on a video call. His clothes had long been ripped off by a slew of feathers, and his legs are splayed out on either side of the Hero. Hawks’ eyes narrow; he’s getting impatient.

“You and Geten are to start training your Regiment together twice a day for the rest of the month. Have you decided on times yet?” Skeptic snaps.

“Whatever the ice bastard wa- aants ,” Dabi grumbles before the last word almost turns into a moan as Hawks leans forward, sucking on his unburned nipple. Dabi’s pleasure turns to aggravation as he smacks Hawks’ head, trying to get him to stop.

“This is a trap. He’s gonna bitch about whatever time I pick,” Geten shrills. Hawks traces his tongue over the sensitive flesh, and Dabi flexes his fingers, gripping the sheets.

“Don’t. Care,” Dabi grunts, desperately trying to keep his cool. His eyes roll into the back of his head as Keigo slowly starts thrusting, keeping his movements shallow enough to not make any noise. Before Dabi can gasp, Hawks clasps a hand over his mouth.

“How about nine and nine?” Hawks’ syrupy sweet voice lilts into the phone.

“That works,” Geten snorts.

“Wait. Wait, is Bird Boy on the call? I didn’t think he was supposed to b-” Skeptic’s voice crackles before Hawks hangs up the phone. Dabi’s gaze darkens.

“Relax, princess. You were too distracted,” Hawks sneers, only for Dabi to bite his hand harshly.

“FUCK!” Hawks seethes, reeling his hand back in pain.

“That’s for embarrassing me,” Dabi retorts with a devilish smirk.

“You seem to not have a problem being on call when you’re the one buried in me . What’s wrong Dabs? Don’t want the other villains to know you just wanna be held and taken care of?” Hawks snickers mockingly, and his lover’s eyes narrow.

“Say that again and you won’t get the privilege ,” Dabi snarls, his eyes glowing with a malicious glint. However, his harsh gaze melts into pure bliss as the hero starts rocking his hips.

“ There’s that beautiful expression I love seeing,” Hawks grins, and Dabi ignores him, dissolving in the pleasure. The low, raspy moans gradually pitch higher and higher, turning into choked whimpers as Hawks thrusts faster and deeper.

“Fuck me. God , yes. Don’t stop,” Dabi wails repetitively, feeling the fire prickle beneath his skin as his lover starts planting deep, tender kisses along his scars, feathers gently brushing against his entire body.

“You’re so pretty when you beg, princess,” Hawks groans before hungrily pressing his lips to Dabi’s. The villain moans lewdly into the kiss, his tongue desperately prodding until it intertwines with the hero’s. Hawks gets more aggressive, thrusting faster and faster as his hands grab Dabi’s wrists, forcing them together and above his head. Dabi doesn’t even resist; normally, he would playfully struggle and make Hawks work for it, but he’s too far gone. The hero breaks the sloppy kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their lips as he watches his lover's eyes roll back into his head. The thin space of unburned flesh between the scars on his jaw and eyes is painted with a passionate blush, and he can feel the heat surging beneath the villain's skin. Hawks never thought he'd have such a chokehold on Dabi of all people. All it took was one drunken night, and he'd spilled how much he wanted this. All it took were Hawks' thinly veiled words of praise, and Dabi was putty in his hands.

"H-Ha-Hawks~" The shattered moan leaves Dabi's lips between heavy breaths as his cock throbs, bouncing up and down and dripping pre on his stomach with every jolt of his body. His eyes lock onto the hero's, pleading...begging.

"What do you want, princess?" Hawks smirks, swallowing a groan of pleasure. Dabi wants so desperately to say 'stop fucking calling me that', but he doubts he could manage it without whimpering between thrusts. Dabi's eyes look up at his wrists, held firmly in place above his head, then down at his untouched cock. He doesn't want to give Hawks the satisfaction of asking to touch himself, but, at the same time, he needs to be given permission. He could easily break free of the hold if he wanted to, but it's not that simple. Not in this state. Not in this context. Hawks bites his bottom lip, as if mockingly pondering whether or not he should allow it.

"I said you weren't allowed to touch yourself, didn't I?" Hawks sneers, and Dabi grits his teeth. Without warning, he pulls out and flares his wings. Feathers shoot through the air, swirling around Dabi and forcing him to flip around on his stomach. The villain yelps as he feels Hawks' talons sink into his hips, jerking his ass into the air as he plunges into it. Before Dabi can take a breath, Hawks' feathers curl up underneath him, rising up and pulling him flush against his back while one of his hands snakes around his cock.

"Ah, fuck," Dabi sighs loudly, Hawks' name dripping from his lips like honey.

"You're fucking insatiable, Dabs," Hawks growls, licking the scars on the villain's neck.

"Close," Dabi gasps, feeling his orgasm stir in the pit of his stomach.

"Not yet," Hawks commands, pounding deeper and deeper, shifting his angle to brush against his lover's prostate. Dabi's breath staggers, and he dissolves into choked whimpers as he tries to keep control.

"Can't~ah~hold~AH!" Dabi's moans pitch higher and higher, his eyelids fluttering as his tongue lolls out of his mouth. With a final, harsh series of rapid thrusts, Hawks groans under his breath as he empties into Dabi. The Hero continues to deliberately pump his hand up and down, and the scarred villain comes completely undone. The air is thick with the smell and heat of sex, and they both collapse as they separate.

"Worth skipping that lame meeting, huh?" Hawks huffs with a cocky grin between deep breaths.

"Fuck you," The villain growls, pulling his shaking legs up close to his chest and resting his chin on his knees.

"Damn, babe. Still bratty even in the afterglow?" Hawks sighs, rolling his eyes as he gently drapes a wing over Dabi, forcibly pulling him closer. Reluctantly, the villain obliges, nudging himself into the crook of Hawks' arm and burying his face between the hero's pecs.

"If I get asked about that phone call I'm gonna fucking brand you," Dabi mumbles, and Keigo just chuckles, tracing his fingertips along the scar lines on his back.

"Whatever you say, hothead," He yawns as they fall asleep in each other's arms.

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satancopilotsmytardis · 8 months

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194 for the smut prompts bc Dabi is the most baby gurl of all even tho he doesn't know it lol

Prompt: 194. "You can take it like a good girl, right?"

Pairing: ShigaDabi

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: BDSM, Feminization, Humiliation, Lingerie, Multiple Orgasms, Subspace, Biting, Mild Blood Play, Hand/Finger Kink, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Overstimulation, Creampie, Dacryphilia

It's honestly a miracle that he finishes his work early in the afternoon, honestly a shock that Duster has apparently also finished for the day, because his lover is in their room, already changed out of his suit, when he comes in.

"Don't you have a million things to do, oh grand commander?" He asks, throwing his coat over the back of a chair and plopping down on the couch in their little sitting area beside his lover. Surprised to find him on his phone instead of his handheld console if he really is finished working.

"Mm, have a million things that can wait until tomorrow while I dote on you, firefly." He twists so he can press a kiss to the top of his head and Dabi presses in closer to get one against his lips too. Gets that kiss and then Duster goes right back to scrolling on his phone.

"I am not feeling very doted on right now, Shig."

"Still going to spoil you, just trying to pick out a new present for you, baby."

"Thought the doc said you weren't allowed to give me any more nomu after what happened to the last two?"

"Other kind of present, Dabi."

Really glad that his face is so heavily scarred because he would be blushing to the tips of his ears otherwise. Has a whole drawer and section of their closet full of 'presents' from Tomura. Everything from plugs and cockrings to lingerie and spreader bars. Can't tell if Duster loves spoiling him or if he just loves watching Dabi blush and squirm until he puts his new presents to good use.

"Also want to get you a new collar, baby."

And that distracts him from his embarrassment, perking up. Lost the last one during his fight with Geten, burned too hot for the leather to survive. Was just a dog collar, best they could do while they were on the run and low on funds, but Tomura lets him peek at the phone and he sees that he's browsing a custom shop for the accessory. Already got him a new day collar, but it's really just a thin black choker, just a flimsy piece of jewelry. He's happy to wear it, of course, loves anything that marks him as Tomura's, but he has been missing having a real collar that his lover can yank on and use while they're scening. The ones on this site are the thicker style with embellishments, ones with pulls to choke him, spikes, extra chains, the heavier type that he likes but only wants to wear for Duster in private.

"Thank you, sir," Nuzzles in and presses kisses along the side of his neck.

"Do you want 'firefly' or 'baby' on your tag?" Oh. Dabi hesitates and of course Tomura notices. "Or something else?"

Worries at a staple piercing through his cheek as he considers, "Want something that you only use for me when we're playing." Duster waits for him to think about it, other hand straying to his hair and stroking through the locks and dragging lightly over his scalp. Had asked him when they first got together if he had anything he wanted to be called and he hadn't known so he told Duster to just call him whatever. Shig had mostly stuck with 'firefly' and 'baby', sometimes peppered in a 'sweetheart' or 'darling', occasionally 'brat' or 'whore' when he was misbehaving. But nothing else really stuck for him. "How'd you settle on 'sir' and not 'master' or, god forbid, 'daddy'?"

Gets a little tug at his hair in retaliation, but then Tomura lowers his phone and actually gives his question his full attention. "Tried other things," tugs again when Dabi opens his mouth, "Yes that too, with other subs. Different ones had different preferences coming from their previous doms. None of it felt right."

"Was really hoping you'd have better insight than 'vibes', Shig."

"You keep this up and I'm going to be punishing you instead of spoiling you once I'm finished with this, brat." Dabi manages to keep his mouth shut and Duster continues, "Different for everyone, but for me, it's about what I wanted it to feel like having that power over my sub. Didn't like 'daddy' because thinking about family in any way took me out of it. I didn't like 'master' either because I don't want my sub to be a slave. Like controlling you, but not all the time. 'Sir' is just the right amount of deference, can use it in every scene, and it can be used in public without raising any eyebrows. Depends on what you want to get out of hearing me say what you pick, baby. Know you like it when I make you feel special," has Shig pressing in then, lips against the shell of his ear, "my pretty firefly," embarrassing even something so small can have him shivering a little. "And like it when I remind you that the only reason I bother to give you any attention at all is because you're a convenient fuck. Easy too, greedy hole always begging to be stuffed up." More embarrassing that makes his whole body go a little hotter. Noticeably hotter if Duster's little chuckle is anything to go by. "Just have to find something that works for you, that will elevate one or both of those feelings, baby."

About to start really pestering Duster to get him being mean faster when Shig presses a kiss to his temple and passes over his phone.

"Here, they have some stock options too, why don't you look at those and see if any of them jump out for you?"

"Okay," he takes it, and Tomura gives him some time to scroll through the list, actually picking up his console as he browses. Tempted to peek at what his lover already has in the cart, but he does like being surprised and trusts Duster to pick something he'll like. He starts to look through the options, a lot of them that he expects; slut, whore, brat, puppy, kitten, and over a dozen others. Scrolls through them and tries to imagine them on his lover's tongue, dismisses a lot of them because they're fine, but they don't elicit any kind of strong response. Is considering giving up and just getting 'baby' when he hesitates. Goes back over the ones he'd dismissed out of hand as not for him. The ones he thought would be humiliating to be called. Likes it when Tomura humiliates him. Would happily, has happily, let Shig tear his pride and dignity to ribbons time and time again. Never floats higher than after he does when he whispers the sweetest things against his skin while he's still sobbing and trembling.

Thinks when he gets to the option that makes his skin go hot again he's probably found it. Of course Tomura notices he's not scrolling anymore, that his skin has gone hot again. Stops what he's doing, "Did you find something, firefly?" And tries to peer around to see the phone screen. Dabi shifts it quickly away from him, knows he's blushing.

"If you make fun of me I'm going to set you on fire."

"When have I ever made fun of you for anything you wanted to try in bed, sweetheart?" Never, but Dabi can't help how sharp his embarrassment goes as he finally passes the phone back over. Shig looks at the tag he picked and blinks. There's a slight pause before he looks back up and opens his mouth,

"Immolation, Duster."

"Not going to make fun of you, Dabi. Was just going to ask if you wanted to try it out before I place the order."

Oh. Knows he's bright red despite his scars when he mumbles, "...Okay."

Duster gives a pleased hum. "Why don't you go put on something pretty for me, firefly." It's not a suggestion even if it's framed like one, already playing, already desperate to behave for his lover.

"Yes, sir. Which set?"

"You can pick this time, I know you'll make the right choice." Which is such a fucking trap and he knows it. Gives him an easy excuse to be disappointed in him if he doesn't magically pick the one he wants, if he doesn't just change his mind for the hell of it anyway.

And he just murmurs, "Yes, sir," happily accepts the soft kiss Tomura presses against the staple at the edge of his lips before he slips off the couch to go get changed.

The array of lingerie that Duster's bought for him is pushed towards the back of their closet, someone would really need to be rooting around in here to find it and if they did, then being humiliated would definitely be the least of his problems. He has a few favorites despite himself. Had only ever started wearing it because Duster asked if he would, still doesn't wear it all the time, but occasionally Shig asks. Occasionally he puts it on without asking because just wearing it is a clear indication of where he wants his lover's filthy mouth to lean towards on the scale of praise and humiliation. Dabi starts to pick something out, hesitates. Fuck, already going to be embarrassing himself. It takes him a second to dig out the set. Has worn everything Tomura's gotten him except this. The soft pink lace of the babydoll top and the matching panties, embellished with tiny bows, had felt too feminine, even given the fact he was already wearing lingerie. Had nearly ignited with his embarrassment when he'd received it and promptly pushed it to the back of the closet.

Dabi doesn't look at himself in the mirror once he pulls it on, doesn't want to see it. Is already flushed, the same thready nervousness that always comes before he plays with Duster starting to hum under his skin. Comes back into the room and finds his lover where he left him. Doesn't even look up at him as he moves over to the edge of the couch. Fucking, already playing, going to make him desperate for his attention even though he's already flushed and squirming.

"Sir?"

"Did I give you permission to speak, firefly?" Duster's tone is completely disinterested and cool, eyes still not even flicking towards him. Dabi immediately shuts his mouth and waits. But Shigaraki doesn't do anything else, focuses on continuing to browse on his phone. After a second, a nervous neediness building in his gut, Dabi gets a little closer. He doesn't sit back on the couch, instead moving to kneel between his lovers legs, head down, waiting. Feels like an eternity before Duster's hand goes to his hair again, soft light touches across his scalp that makes a little shiver go down his spine. Slowly starts to ease a little of his tension, relaxes him enough that he's able to wait to see what his lover has in store for him without squirming. And then three fingers trail along his temple and down his cheek. His eyelids flutter as three fingers become four as he traces along his staples, Duster's fingers cool and deadly every place they touch.

He already knows that his brain is absolutely fucked, but it's never been more obvious than when he has Tomura's hands on him. The threat of mutilation, of death, is ever-present. Would just take the slightest slip and he would be gone. Hasn't ever slipped before, but he's felt the sting of Decay a few times now, and each time he's never cum harder, never floated higher in the aftermath. Shig doesn't do it very often, but the potential of having that again makes his skin buzzy. Has him letting out a breathy sigh as his fingers pass lightly over his lips. Dabi parts his lips just enough to flick his tongue over a fingertip, satisfaction humming through him when Duster stops, leaves his fingers pressed to his lips. He doesn't hesitate to press kisses along them, tongue flicking out too. Starts to work his mouth over his hand like he does his cock. Loves sucking Tomura's cock, loves doing this almost as much. Something so heady about wrapping his lips around his fingers and feeding them into his throat knowing that now, with his quirk awakened, even a single one could bring the sharp agony of oblivion.

When his fingers press up against the roof of his mouth he thinks that pain is going to come for a second, but it doesn't. Instead he uses the leverage to make Dabi look up. Meets hot red eyes that are watching him so intensely that Dabi feels embarrassment color his cheeks again. He starts to pull away, but the fingers press in deeper, would have made him gag if he didn't know how to suppress that reaction so thoroughly. Instead the more insistent pressure against the back of his throat has him moaning softly, the sound turning into a thin whimper when Tomura chuckles lowly.

"Always like having something in your mouth, don't you, baby girl?"

Shame scorches across his nerves, his face, his whole body heating with it, only made worse when that heat pools lower and his cock starts to harden. Oh fuck. He is never going to live this down. His lover might not make fun of him but if anyone else ever finds out about this he is going to light himself on fire. Can't nod, can't speak with Tomura's fingers pressed deep into his throat, but he manages another little moan, as he sucks more insistently.

His lover's eyes are bright with his delight, clearly enjoying the way he's starting to squirm. "So cute like this and you picked such a lovely set. Wanted to feel pretty for me, princess?" He pulls his fingers out of his mouth and Dabi tries to follow them. "You can speak now, baby girl."

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl," Oh fuck. His whole body goes even hotter, blushing so much he smells the smoke starting to trickle from his seams. "What color are you, baby?"

"...green." Even more humiliating to admit that, to tell Tomura how hot this is making him. Maybe he doesn't have to because it feels like Duster's eyes are just as hot on him.

"Come on, baby girl, let's go over to the bed. So pretty, want you all spread out for me." He's blushing as he gets to his feet but Tomura pulls him in as he does, presses kisses along his flushed skin as he starts to steer him towards the bed. Tomura trails his fingers under the edge of the top, kisses softly along his jaw and down his neck, touches so light that Dabi's whole body is thrumming with anticipation as his legs hit the edge of the bed. Knows that such soft touches means that there's going to be more coming soon. Duster watches him get onto the bed, eyes trailing over his skin hungrily, and Dabi tries to keep from flushing any darker. Drinks him in but doesn't get into the bed with him, doesn't keep touching him. Watches him until Dabi is doing his best not to squirm, feeling more vulnerable and exposed than he wants to admit to.

"Sir?"

"What is it, princess?" And there's a slight mocking edge starting to tint his tone.

"...Touch me, please sir?"

"Already so desperate for it, baby girl?" Definitely mocking him now, and the mean twist of his lips paired with that pet name has his cock hard and aching, straining visibly against the delicate panties. but Tomura does climb down into the bed with him and Dabi automatically spreads his legs, inviting his lover between them. Wants to close them immediately and set himself on fire when Tomura wraps a hand around the back of one of his thighs, thumb stroking along his staples, and gives a low, mean laugh. "Such a needy whore, aren't you, princess? Always so eager to spread your legs. Barely touched you and your pretty clit is so hard you can barely fit in your panties."

His embarrassment spikes so sharply that he can't quell the heat or smoke, his cock absolutely too hard for how little Duster has done to him, visibly leaking as a little bloom of pre starts to soak into the fabric of his panties. For a dizzying second he wonders if Tomura has been waiting for this because the words come so easily for him, fall off his tongue the same way any of his others always have. Tomura looks delighted, catches his chin between his fingers before he can try to shift to hide his blush, and kisses him hard. Licks into his mouth, teeth and tongue demanding and all-consuming. Has him moaning loudly as he reaches to tangle his hands in his lover's hair when he feels Tomura's going against his skin. Drag down his side as the other runs up his thigh until his palm is pressed against his aching cock. Oh fuck, sparks going off behind his eyes, wants to cant his hips up for more friction, knows he's not allowed to. Expects the touch to be taken away, for his lover to mock and tease him for his reaction.

But Tomura said he wanted to spoil him today. Keeps stroking him, mouth moving to nip at his jaw, sucks bruises no one will be able to see down his throat, the other hand pulling down his thin top so he can play with his nipples. Sends his nerves alight and starts to build his pleasure. Goes until,

"Look at that, baby. Getting so wet for me, are you going to make a mess, princess?"

"Please, Tomura," whimpering, doesn't know if he's allowed to. Doesn't know if he's going to be punished or rewarded as his hand keeps working over him, pre-cum soaking into the thin fabric as he drips against his palm.

"You are, can tell from how hot you're getting and that lovely blush on your cheeks. So pretty in this one, baby girl, going to have you in it more." And the hand retreats from his cock and he whines at the loss, trying to pull his lover back. Tomura laughs at his desperation, but presses a kiss to his cheek, then both hands are at his hips, coaxing them up. Dabi lifts readily and lets his lover slip the fabric over his hips and pull the wet panties down his legs. He kicks them off and as soon as the fabric is free, Tomura is wrapping his hand around his cock properly, rubbing along his piercings exactly the way he likes. Has his back arching as his pleasure races along his nerves as his lover starts to stroke him in earnest. Moves hard and fast, the way he does when they're between meetings, when they only have time for something fast. The kind of movements that have him sprinting towards his orgasm instead of forcing it away to the very edge of their play. A litany of little moans and gasps are falling from his lips, making it so hard to speak,

"Ah, ah, please sir, please,"

"Like having my hand on your clit, don't you, sweetheart?" Dabi whimpers, the words making him drip more steadily, pushes his orgasm even closer.

He manages a desperate nod.

Tomura shifts, lips brushing against the shell of his ear, strokes going lighter, "You know you need to use your words, baby girl."

Can't make himself open his mouth again until the touches stop, and even then has to take a gasping, hungry breath in the hopes of steadying himself enough to speak without igniting, "Feels good, sir, please, feels so good to have your hand on my clit," his voice trembles, face flushed hot enough he's afraid his staples are going to start burning. Moans so loudly as he starts to move again. "Please, sir. Close, please let me--"

"So cute like this. Of course you can cum, my good girl." Glad he got permission because he can't stop himself from going over the edge, pleasure crashing through him as he spills his release all over Duster's hand.

Is still trembling through the aftershocks of that when Tomura shifts, more soft kisses along his cheek, trailing to his lips. Dabi kisses him back the best he can as he tries to catch his breath, hands tugging weakly at the hem of his shirt. His lover lets him pull it off as Dabi starts to squirm, Shig's hand still working slowly over his cock, smearing him with his cum, making the slide of it easier even as he stings with the stirrings of overstimulation.

Turns into more than stirrings when his lover doesn't stop even as he lets out a sharper sound of distress as he pulls at his piercings the way he usually likes, but that is way too much so quickly after his orgasm.

"Sir,"

"My pretty girl, wonder how many times you can cum," his hand moving a little faster as he speaks, the overstimulation going sharply unpleasant, has him whimpering and trying to shift away. Not a girl, can't go again so soon.

Tomura doesn't give him a choice though. Keeps stroking him until his breath hitches on a weak sob before he pulls his hand away. Doesn't get more than a few seconds to be relieved before Shigaraki is moving down his body, hands wrapping around his thighs and lifting him easily, rolling his weight higher and spreading his legs even wider as his whole body goes even hotter as his lover nips and kisses along his thighs, trailing lower. Nearly ignites when he murmurs against his skin,

"Been so long since I've tasted your cunt, princess." Barely gets a chance for breath before Duster's mouth is against him, tongue licking over his hole and sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Can't even tell if the pleasure spiraling out across his nerves is from the humiliation of being called that, of being treated like this, or the actual sensation of Tomura's tongue flicking over him, teasing at his entrance. Hasn't had this in a while because it's a reward and Dabi can barely ever behave. But Duster wants him spoiled and he begins to eat him out with the same patient methodical dedication as he does everything else in bed. Doesn't start to press his tongue inside of him until he's shivering, his cock starting to harden again, and he's making short desperate gasps as he tangles a hand in his hair. Pretty sure that Tomura likes to eat him out as much as Dabi likes to suck his cock, also knows exactly how to flick his tongue over him, how to push it in, how slow and how fast to go to have Dabi sobbing and trembling, his thighs shaking hard in his grip, and feeling like he's going to fall apart.

The pleasure starts to build again, until his cock is hard again, sticky with his cum and curved up against his stomach. Is expecting Duster to stop, to get him wet, and stretched, and needy and then stop so that he can fuck him hard. But he doesn't stop. Keeps eating him out as his hand wraps back around his cock again and starts to stroke him again. Makes him gasp and whine, his cock starting to drip, the pleasure building so insistently along his seams that he's afraid he's going to tear open around it. Is babbling the closer he gets, begging, not even sure what for, doesn't know if he wants to cum again or if he wants Duster to slow down so he can cum on his cock, just knows that if Tomura keeps this up he's going to fall apart again.

Duster keeps working his tongue inside of him and his hand over him, doesn't let up until his muscles are going tight again and Dabi is cumming with his lover's name on his tongue. Duster eases up a little, goes slower, but still doesn't stop. His limbs are all heavy and weak from the aftershocks of his pleasure, can only lay under the other man, whimpering, little hitches of sobs breaking out of his chest as Tomura keeps working him over. Doesn't even protest this time. Can't. Head floating and far off, absolutely lost to the sensations that his lover is giving his body. When his mouth finally leaves him Dabi thinks he'll be able to breathe for a moment, but then his hand is reaching, pulls the lube from the nightstand and he's whimpering again as Shig's mouth moves to his thighs. Starts to pepper the sensitive skin with nibbles and kisses.

Doesn't push his first finger inside until he's got his teeth settled in his skin hard enough to bring up little beads of blood. But then his fingers are inside, already loose and wet from his mouth and orgasm, gets them inside and stroking against his prostate.

"Tomura," his voice is so thin that he barely recognizes it, hard to find his tongue when he's so foggy and everything has already been so much.

"I know, baby girl, but you're doing such a good job," Licks away a little of the blood on his thigh before he moves back up his body as he sinks another finger inside of him. Kisses and words pressing against his throat as he does. Has Dabi squirming and sighing, so much, the pleasure pulling him so deep into the heady fog of his subspace. "I just want to keep making you feel good, princess, you're going to keep letting me, won't you?"

He gives a weak nod, shifting a little to try and catch Tomura's mouth. He allows it, kissing him, blood still lingering on his tongue. Dabi sighs against his mouth, the sound blooming into a thready moan as he rocks back on his lover's fingers as he strokes over his prostate. Hurts when his cock starts to stir again, but this time his lover doesn't keep stroking him through that. Eases off of him, starts to lessen the pressure inside of him.

"That's it, being so sweet for me, baby girl." Lets out a thin moan at the words, knows his lover felt his muscles tightened around his fingers, his eyes drenched with his own lust. "Like that so much, don't you, princess? So proud of you for finally figuring out what you want. So happy to have you be my good girl. Going to make you fall apart so many times that even your greedy cunt and clit won't be desperate anymore."

"Please, sir." His limbs are weak and heavy, but he still manages to grind back against his lover's fingers. So much already, but wants Duster's cock. Has made him feel so good, wants to do the same for his lover.

"You can take it like a good girl, right?"

Whimpers, a flush painting his cheeks again as he gives a little nod, Tomura's tone mocking against his throat as his fingers pull out until they're just barely inside. Leave him empty when he tries to rock onto them. "...want to make you feel good, sir." He admits, trying to hide his flushed face against his lover's chest. His fingers circling his rim again teasingly.

"Yeah? And how do you want to do that, baby girl?"

"...Want your cock in my cunt."

Pretty sure his lover likes that as much as he does because he's catching him in another rough kiss, fingers pulling away from his hole and one hand spreading his legs even wider as the other goes to the button and clasp of his pants. Through the wonderful fog he's in, Dabi feels a sharper sting of anticipation. Already feels so good himself, half-drunk on the pleasure his lover is spoiling him with. Knows that it's only going to become even more overwhelming when his lover starts to fuck him.

Doesn't have to wait much longer for it before the slick head of his cock is starting to tease his rim. "Tomura,"

Gets another kiss peppered on the edge of his lips as he starts to sink inside. The press of him against his already oversensitive walls has his whole body arching and trembling, smoke and broken little moans slipping from his lips. His lover doesn't give him long to adjust, knows he doesn't need it when his fingers and tongue and the echoes of his own pleasure have him so pliant and ready for whatever Tomura wants to give him. Starts to move, fucking him slow and hard. Dabi's hands scrabble over the sheets, end up curled around the headboard so that he doesn't slip with his quirk as he tries his best to find something to anchor his floating head.

"Fuck, princess, never get tired of how hot your pretty cunt gets when I have you like this," his lover murmurs, hitching one of his legs higher so he can go even deeper on the next thrust, his other finding the edge of one of his scars, dragging his fingernails just over his staples. Has his temperature creeping up even higher. More embarrassing because his lover laughs at him when he feels it and Dabi's cock twitches, drooling pre as he's mocked. But it all feels so good. Always feels good, doesn't always get spoiled like this, but Tomura always makes sure he feels good even when he's misbehaving. But this is different, this is more. Always has a filthy mouth but these words are ratcheting up his pleasure even higher than usual as his lover fucks him so deep. So full of him, head so full of this wonderful fog that he can't even tell if he's still crying. Just knows that each time he tries to meet his lover's thrusts he's struggling, limbs so weak from his orgasms.

Tomura said to find something that would elevate the feelings, thinks he's definitely found it when that intoxicating thready shame stinging at his nerves surges even higher when he manages to gasp, "Tomura," doesn't have to beg for him to keep talking. Knows that his words can bring him over the edge as well as his cock can. Knows that Dabi always wants both when he's being fucked like this.

"So cute like this, baby. Love seeing you so messy and hazy. Been such a good girl for me," Gives his own low groan when Dabi's muscles tighten around him as he speaks. "Oh, baby girl, like that so much. Going to keep letting you be my good girl. Going to have you wear your new collar out so everyone knows how much you like that."

Definitely sobbing again as his orgasm starts to build again. Can smell burning too, knows that he's leaving fresh handprints on the headboard, knows he doesn't want anyone else to see him like this, to hear Duster talk to him this way. But he's achingly hard and so, so full, can't really think clearly through both sensations. Just knows he'd do anything to keep having Tomura spoil him like this. Would take any humiliation his lover would heap on him if he always makes it feel like this. "Yes, sir, yours. Your good girl, show everyone, please sir," absolutely drunk on the pleasure, crying out loudly when his lover starts to move harder, faster, at his babbling. Has him gasping and moaning with every hard thrust, "Tomura please, fill up my cunt, please, want your cum inside--"

"Dabi," never gets his lover to slip, to call him his name while they're scening. Not prepared for the heady rush that goes through him at that. Sends him over his peak again, cumming hard and staining his top, muscles going so tight around his lover who still doesn't relent. Keeps fucking him hard through his orgasm until he's crying even harder with the overstimulation. Can barely breathe when Duster slams in on one last rough thrust and spills all along his walls.

Can't move at all, limbs jelly, after so much. Only lays there sniffling and panting, trying to get his breath back into his starving lungs as his lover starts to pepper his skin with soft, lazy kisses as he gently strokes along his arms, coaxing his hands from around the headboard. His arms tremble a little as they fall back to the pillows beside his head. When he's let go, Tomura pulls out of him and shifts back, eyes dragging over him again, still filled with heat. Dabi wonders how much of a mess he looks like when he feels so absolutely gone. Knows he's sticky with cum, his own painted over his stomach and the hem of the babydoll top, still pulled low enough to expose his chest, blush and tears staining his cheeks, Tomura's bite mark bleeding on his thigh, his cum leaking out of his hole. But clearly Tomura likes seeing him like this. Gets more kisses and soft touches. Doesn't seem to be trying to work him up again. Doesn't know if he'd even be able to manage it if he was, just lavishing him with affection and attention.

Still spoiling him by letting him stay in his fog as he helps to clean him up and get him settled again, lets him cuddle in close. Deadly hands on his skin in the softest way as he pets along his back and hair. Takes a long time for him to find his voice,

"Absolutely not wearing that in front of anyone else."

"You seemed so enthusiastic about it a little while ago, princess," and Duster definitely sounds a little mocking again as he says it, but he's too tired for the humiliation to do anything more for him. Weakly knocks his knuckles against his lover's chest. Tomura gives a soft laugh and presses a kiss to his hair. "That's fine, Dabi. You're sure you want it?"

Is still blushing as he hides his face and gives a little nod, mumbling against his lover's skin, "I will set you on fire if you ever call me that where other people can hear." Tomura hums in acknowledgement, as private as him when it comes to their sex life no matter how much he likes to tease while working him up. Blushes a little hotter when he remembers, "Thank you for spoiling me, sir."

"You're welcome, baby girl," fuck. Absolutely mortifying how that sends another little jolt of pleasure weakly across his nerves. Knows Tomura feels his temperature go a little higher because it gets another soft chuckle out of him. "Why don't you change, baby? I'll order us dinner and if you want me to keep spoiling you later, we can see about that too, princess."

"Yes sir,"

"Good girl." Absolutely mortifying.

Definitely going to need Tomura to spoil him again if he keeps this up.

#smut prompts #prompt response #prompt fill #shigadabi #mha fanfiction #dabi smut #shigaraki tomura smut #i'm home again!

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frogsonalotusleaf · 3 months

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<like for a Geten starter. Smut, ship, & general threads are all good. Like to plot.

#bnha rp #MHA rp #starter call #plotting call #m/f rp #crossover rp #Geten rp #Geten himura rp #iceman rp

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your-lovely-rose · 1 year

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❧ Basic information in short:

➻ Everything (status/words count/tags/warnings) will change over time.

➻ If the fanfic is less than 1.5K words I will publish two (does not apply to requests).

❥ Day of publishing fanfics/requests: Friday

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❥ Number of requests to do: 21

Mr. Compress: 1

“Blossoms” (+6.1k)

You've known Sako for a long time - for so long, you can't even remember how it started. It's like you've known each other forever. Atsuhiro was attentive, kind and always ready to help for you. You didn't know if it was because of his gentlemanly manners, his self-confidence or his playful attitude and treating the world like a big stage, but at some point... You fell in love with a villain... AU: Hanahaki Disease

Rating: T | Genre: Romance | ⚠ Warnings: Near death of Reader, Mutual Pining, Age gap,

Shin Nemoto: 1

Relationship Alphabet

Gang Orca: 2

SFW Alphabet

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Request 01: Geten, Denki Kaminari, Momo Yaoyorozu, Katsuki Bakugo

Request 02: Neito Monoma, Tamaki Amajiki

Aki Hayakawa: 2

“Halloween Night” (---)

Halloween - a time when, hidden behind masks, we can indulge our deepest desires, and the cover of mystery and anonymity adds to our confidence.

Rating: E/M | Genre: Smut | ⚠ Warnings: —

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“Comfort of being in your arms” (+4.8)

Summary: Life as a Devil Hunter was not easy, pleasant or long. Taking this job, you all knew the risks, but still.... You want him to live as long as possible.

Rating: T | Genre: Hurt/Comfort | ⚠ Warnings: Suggested character death and minor death (mentioned), Spoilers for Season 1: episode 5 (chapters 12-15), episode 11 (chapters 31-35).

Denji: 1

“Bittersweet feeling” (---)

Rating: T | Genre: Hurt/No Comfort | ⚠ Warnings: Minor death, Blood, Forbidden/Unrequited love,

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All For One: 4

“Compensation” (+2.8k)

All For One was fighting with All Might when another group of pro heroes came to you. Somehow you managed to convince them that you're not an enemy, but a hostage and they decided to help you, but something went wrong at some point. And now you're here again, condemned to his mercy and disfavor. All and only his.

Rating: E | Genre: Smut (Lemon), Angst | ⚠ Warnings: Yandere!AFO (obsessive/possessive behaviour), Minor death (suggested), Kidnapping, Dub-con, Blowjob, Chocking,

“Our little dirty secret” (±2.1k)

Yoichi asks his brother to talk to their younger sister about her infatuation with him, but the latter seems to have other plans.

Rating: M | Genre: Smut (Lemon) | ⚠ Warnings: Incest

“Behind the mirror” (+3.7k)

Yoichi wanted to protect [Your Name] from their older brother, but he was too weak...

Rating: E | Genre: Smut (Lemon) | ⚠ Warnings: Incest, Dirty talk, Praising, Masturbation, Creampie, Voyeurism, Gags, Bondage, Blood,

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Rating: E | Genre: Smut (Lemon) | ⚠ Warnings: Incest,

Request 03: Angel Devil, Galgali, Beam

Himeno: 1

“Our shared moments and sunrises” (+3.5k)

There are many things that people would do for a better life, but those shared moments with you Himeno will never give up for anything.

Rating: G | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: —

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Kobeni Higashiyama: 1

“One very stressful day and a moment of relief” (---)

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Rating: E/M | Genre: Smut (Lemon) | ⚠ Warnings: —

Request 04: Galgali, Beam

Mummy: 1

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Rating: G | Genre: Fluff | ⚠ Warnings: None

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Hikage Shinomori: 1

“Your silent guardian, your hero, your...” (+10.5k)

For a long time you feel watched - nothing new in a world where All For One is at the height of his power, but it takes too long to look like a simple robbery...

Rating: T | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: Stalking, Kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome,

Emnu: 1

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Request: Daki (+9k), Mukago (+7.6k), Nakime (+7.4k)

- “They’re cute”

What else can I say? They are cute.

Rating: T | Genre: Fluff // H/C // | ⚠ General Warnings: Minor death (suggested & mentioned), Eating people (mentioned)/dead bodies, Threats, Blood, Severe injuries on the body (not Reader), Misogyny, Muzan's goal (Spoiler for: Episode 34/Chapter 67), Presented the character's past (from "Kimetsu no Yaiba Official Fanbook: Kisatsutai Kenbunroku 2"), Forbidden Love/Mutual Pining || NOT EDITED

❥ Number of fanfics to write: 15

Dabi: 2

“Prisoner in a lonely tower” (---)

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“What goes around, comes around” (chapter 2)

You were neither a great hero nor a known villain. All you ever wanted was a quiet life, but it’s seldom the plans go our way, right? One day after work, you pick on the wrong person and now you have to deal wit it.

Rating: T | Genre: Angst | ⚠ Warnings: Yandere!Dabi (obsessive/possessive behaviour behaviour in future), Blackmail,

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Tomura Shigaraki (LoV): 4

“Curse” (---)

You were just a servant at the castle. A slave from the lands conquered by All For One many years ago. You don’t remember what it was like before - when you were free or even your parents’ faces. You were no one special, yet you attracted the attention of the heir to the throne. AU: Royal

Rating: — | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: —

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“It comes at night” (---)

It comes at night. It’s ugly and weird. You don’t know what he wants, but he comes back every night. AU: Fantasy

Rating: — | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: —

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“Train” (---)

You've always come home from work by train, but because of some creep you had to find another means of transportation home.

Rating: E | Genre: Smut | ⚠ Warnings: —

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“Copycat” (---)

Aoi worked as a prostitute, and thanks to her quirk she was more popular and sought after than her other female colleagues. Everything was going great until Dabi introduced her to his acquaintance - a thin man looking at her menacingly with red, bloodshot eyes from behind a curtain of greasy gray hair. At first it was supposed to be just sex, but the man began to demand more and more strange requests. And who was the [Hair Color] girl after all?

Rating: E | Genre: Smut | ⚠ Warnings: —

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Kurogiri: 1

“Who are you? Do I know you?” (---)

You work at U.A. High School and you were present during the League of Villains’ first assault on freshmen. Although you resisted them (and defeated some of the intruders), things weren’t going well… or at least until All Might shows up. The Symbol of Peace defeated the muscular Nomu, the bandit leader, Shigaraki Tomura, was shot and retreated, but his right hand didn’t seem willing to leave empty-handed.

Rating: T | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: Kidnapping,

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Himiko Toga: 1

“Blood like chocolate” (---)

She is dangerous - she is sick and obsessed. Obsessed with you and she is sick with love, however, there is one thing she loves even more… blood.

Rating: T/M | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: Yandere!Toga (obsessive/possessive), Injured Reader, Gore

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Mr. Compress: 1

“Thief of the Night” (---)

Rating: T | Genre: Romance | ⚠ Warnings: —

Working on it (any information will be added/changed when I finished)

Hawks: 1

“Nanny” (chapter 1)

In nature, when the female hawks dies, the male is unable to take care of the young and they die - that’s why you come here, but you didn’t expect to discover the dark side of the winged hero and his corpses in the closet.

Rating: — | Genre: Dark fic | ⚠ Warnings: Yandere!Hawks (obsessive/possessive behaviour in future), Kidnapping,

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All For One: 1

“The worst thing about wishes is that sometimes they come true” (chapter 1)

The detective must solve the murders and disappearance of two teenagers - all the clues lead to one person, but [Last Name] [Frist Name] is missing. Will he be able to solve this seemingly simple case?

Rating: M | Genre: Dark fic, Heavy Angst, Case fic | ⚠ Warnings: Yandere!AFO (obsessive/possessive behaviour), Injuries Reader, Characters Death (mentioned),

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Power: 1

“Roommates From Hell” (chapter 1)

Aki is in the hospital and the two recalcitrant devils (majin and hybrid being accurate) cannot be left unattended. Therefore, Ms. Makima decides to choose you as their new caretaker. Good luck, you will need it…

Rating: T | Genre: — | ⚠ Warnings: None

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Control Devil: 1

“What happened in Hamelin…” (chapter 1)

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Akaza: 1

“You’re weak” (chapter 1)

You used to be a hunter, but a certain accident during a fight with a demon made you have to abandon your profession for the rest of your life. The worst part, however, is that for some reason one of the stronger demons in the world has attached itself to you.

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Muzan Kibutsuji: 1

“His property” (---)

You couldn't stand living with him anymore, so you left. You didn't have a really bad relationship, but his eternal absence and insensitivity drove you crazy - you had your needs too, but you felt like it only worked one way, so you decided to break up with him. When he came back from one of his business trips, you were already waiting for him in the living room to talk to him about it. You didn't expect that the demon king is very possessive and jealous of his toys.

Rating: T | Genre: Dark fic | ⚠ Warnings: Yandere!Muzan (obsessive/possessive behaviour),

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dabisqueen · 1 year

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a threesome with dabi and geten sounds so nice rn

Ob shit yeah! I totally forgot abt that lil ice gremlin.

I think Dabi and him would be constantly bickering, trying to see who can fuck you better. Just imagine both of them being buried balls deep inside of you (one in the front, one in the back) amd they keep throwing insults at each other.

Meanwhile, you're stuck between them, rolling your eyes out of what – annoyance or bliss?! Can't tell, must be both.

💙💙💙

#queen answers #dabi smut #geten smut #mha smut

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ao3feed-hawks · 2 years

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Iced Coffee

Iced Coffee by FeatheredFvck

Touya is stuck in the cold freeze of a breakup. He finds solace in the charm of a coffee shop, where a sunny barista named Keigo begins to thaw his iced-over heart.

Words: 4114, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Geten

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Geten

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Pro Hero Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Civilian Takami Keigo | Hawks, Post-Break Up, Healing, Falling In Love, Panic Attacks, First Kiss, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Smut

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38667111

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Hotwings Plus #♧#Dabihawks #Hotwings #⚣#R:M #A:Feathered #Hero AU #Café AU #Mental Illness

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thotsforvillainrights · 1 year

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You think any of the MLA or PLA if you prefer members would lose at or absolutely loath no nut november?

(I’m assuming the PLA is basically the PLF but I went ahead with choosing the original MLA if that’s okay with you! If you ever feel you should want the rest of the members of the PLF...basically the league of villains lol...then let me know and I’ll do it for them too!)

~NNN~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

~Not Losing~

-Skeptic: Look at that man and tell me if you honestly believe he jerks it more than twice within a year? Be honest with yourself here. I feel like he’s the type to hold back for a very very long time until he can’t take it anymore. I know I said this before so I apologize. No nut November is nothing to him. Now if he had a partner then it might be a different story but as far as being solo? Oh yeah, he doesn’t care for it much.

-Geten: Although he’s in his early 20′s I think his drive isn’t high in the least bit since he’s focused so heavily on the MLA and helping Destro’s goals become a reality. Why worry about sullying your hands with filth when you can apply your hands and meta ability on the battlefield instead?

-ReDestro: I’m a little bit in the middle for him. Some part of me wants him to be a closet freak but I know he’s probably not like that:( BUT I do believe he’d possibly fail at it given the right person to date. Someone could easily make him fail at NNN with just a single attempt at seduction. Besides, who’d rather do boring CEO work when they can be deep in their S/O’s body instead? Rikiya wouldn’t

~Losing~

-Trumpet: Imma be real. I feel like he pulls it like once every week and a half. I feel so bad slutting him out but I have to stand by this. Hanabata wouldn’t survive NNN longer than a week. Even after that week he’s probably like “Alright that’s enough. I'm done.”

-Curious: I feel like she’s the type of woman to be very in-tune with her body and her sexuality. Like she’s at the age where she’s explored enough to know what she likes and what she doesn’t like. She doesn’t feel any embarrassment when it comes to these things either. NNN is such a bizarre concept to her. Why would anyone willingly deprive themselves of a little self care pleasure? Well, she could care less because she’s getting ready to go at it again for the second time this week.

#smut?#minors dni #minor dni #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mla #meta liberation army #curious bnha #chitose kizuki #trumpet bnha #koku hanabata #redestro #rikiya yotsubashi #geten bnha #skeptic bnha #tomoyasu chikazoku #Headcanon

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herwritingartcowboy · 2 years

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Entertainment District

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Fandom: My hero academia

Character(s): Geten

Warning(s): Smut, sub male,nsfw, Minors Not Allowed,

Readers Gender: Gn

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{Gif Not MIne}

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He still remembers the day where his family sold him to make his debut and with that he started to train to become an Orian at the young age of ten. His master was Chitose Kizuki who worked as a Yujyos in the Yuyaku for years now.

He remembered when he was taught the many skills like Koto, Shamisen, singing, and how to do a tea ceremony. By now he was lucky to stay healthy but he shouldn’t worry now since he was now an Orian.

“Geten”, he picked his head up seeing Re- Destro as he bowed in his presence. “Today is the day an old customer has taken a liking to you and paid big amounts of yen, you know what to do”, he looked at Re-drestro as it hit him today was the day he was preparing for.

He wore a beautiful kimono as his hair was in Datehyougo style, as he wore Sanmaiba geta those tall black heels. He was surprised to see that he was with you before you were with that samurai that Chitose gave her services to and as a young child he had a big crush on you. Everyone gathered around the two of you as you two soon entered the tea house. You sat at one end of the table and he sat at the other side. By your look he can tell you became a samurai yourself.

“It’s been awhile hasn’t it” “Yes it has”, Geten prepare your tea as you took a sip thanking him. “That’s a weird look for you” “Hey!” “Haha sorry that I thought I would never see you like this, it's weird” “I’ve been preparing this for my whole life. You can at least give me a complement, like ``I need one from you”, yeah he was rejecting you. “Aren’t you going to eat or drink” “You know i can’t” “Come one it;s me what do you think imma do, tell?”. He knew he shouldn’t but he did anyway.

That whole night you were a big flirt and he hated it. When your time ended Geten came to you to say goodnight as you kissed his cheek goodnight as you walked away from the tea house.

Geten prayed you would do a second night, but he hated the way you made him feel. He waited for Re-destro to tell him the news. He sends you many letters as you send some back telling him about your adventures.

The second night He sat closer so you as again he was teasing by rubbing your shoulders and making circles on your thighs. “You know your a really bad Orian” “I’m just doing my job, now tell me more about your job as a samurai” “You know mission but i’ve been given a break for the time being and thanks for the letters you have nice handwriting” “Oh well-Yeah of course my handwriting is nice why wouldn’t it”. Soon you sat Geten on your lap as his face turned red as he tried to push you away. The night ended that same but ended with a small makeout session leaving a breathless, red faced Geten as you left again.

Geten was ready for the third night cause he knew he was going to feel everything as he sent you the letter reminding you. The night soon came as you both had a room to yourselves as right away Geten can feel the lust from you.

You kissed his neck leaving marks as Geten whined as you picked him up laying him down on the bed as you got on top of him. You helped take off the kimono as you smirked down seeing his small cock already leaking pre cum. “I can tell you’ve been wanting this” “Like you didn’t”, You both were soon undressed as moans filled the room as Geten wrapped his legs around your waist. His face was red while he moaned as you pushed deeper into him with your strap/cock. He soon came and tried to take back his breath as he got on fours in front and started to suck your strap/cock as he started to gag with tears running down his face as you tugged on his hair. “Look at all beautiful suck me off”, you soon pulled his face away as you kissed his lips leaving a trail of saliva behind. The night continued as he came so much that night.

“Geten i want you to become my bride” “Wh-what!”, you know i can’t” “If there is debut to be paid i will pay it” “Y/n you don’t have to” “I don’t want you to be my Orain i want you to be my wife” “But what about the Yuyaku” “Don’t worry dear i just want you and your body all to myself”.

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#bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha smut #bnha x y/n #geten x reader #geten x reader smut #bnha geten x reader #Smut

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ghoularaki · 4 months

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w3lc0me t0 th3 fr3aksh0w <3 | 1

↠ summary: Your ex-boyfriend not satisfied with how the relationship ended comes back to teach you a lesson its best to keep your mouth shut. Some secrets are best left unspoken.

↠ word count: 4,871

↠ pairing: todoroki touya x reader, takami keigo x reader, geten x reader

↠ genre/warnings: angst, smut, college/dark web au, DARK CONTENT, yandere! dabi, bullying, asphyxiation. NSFW (morning sex, riding, slight dubcon, unprotected sex)

↠ a/n: geten fuckers unite

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Smoke filled the room, a cigarette perched between Geten’s lips. Leaned against the propped up pillows, his hands clamped onto your stuttering hips. Dressed in just a tank top and a pair of flimsy panties adorned with tiny, black skulls he pulled to the side, his eyes don’t leave your bouncing tits.

Little moans left you as you kept a fast pace. Your pussy was filled to the brim with his cock. This morning, Geten woke you up with a hand down your panties, fiddling with your clit. Still sore from last night, you easily opened for him, tilting your hips so his deft fingers drifted to your aching hole. Not one to ignore your wants, his hand slipped down to shove two fingers inside you. Pumping them against your walls, he made a comment about how wet you were for him already.

Impatient, Geten flipped you both over so you sat on his lap. Shimming down his sweatpants, he pulled his hardening cock out. He grabbed one side of your waist and guided you down onto him. A squeaked left you at his length entering you with little prep.

Eyes bleary, you stared at Geten’s cocky, but content face.

“You’re so easy.”

A whimper tumbled out from the degrading words. You were so easy for him, but who could blame you when he always put your needs above his.

You nodded in agreement, “Please.”

One of the hands on your hips drifted up to your throat. Circling around the column, he brought you closer to his face. Eyes bouncing to his lips, Geten repeated the motion. Leaning up towards you, he encompassed your lips, working in tandem. Mutual moans interrupted the kiss. Resting your head on his shoulder, you burrowed into his long, dove-white hair. The hand on your throat migrated to the back of your neck to bring you closer to him.

Glancing down, you spot the alarm clock on his side table.

“Shit!” You had class in ten minutes.

Your shout startled him, “What?”

You spring away from him and try to pry yourself away from his grip but he only clamped down on you and thrusted his pelvis up. “G-geten, stop, I have class in like ten minutes.”

“That’s enough time.”

Instead of letting you go, he planted his feet on the bed and thrusted up with fervor. The shock of him slamming into you had you collapsing onto his chest.

Your hands scrambled to grab onto something. You wrapped your arms around his neck, clutching on as he rocked you up and down. “I-I’m going to be l-late, please!”

A loud moan left you as his thumb made its way to your clit and he angled his cock to hit the spongy spot inside you. He repeatedly hit it while swirling and twiddling your clit.

“Shut up and take it. The less you complain, the faster I can make you cum,” His voice had a gravelly tone to it as he also approached his release.

“D-don’t be a dick.”

He only hummed in response. The sound of slapping skin filled the room with your squelching cunt. His hips stuttered as he got closer. You squirmed against him as you tried to reach your climax with him. His hand moved down and pinched your clit.

Whining, you cum onto him and he followed, filling you up to the brim. Your breath hitched at the warmth painting your walls. Sagging against him, Geten started petting your hair.

Your eyes looked down to see you now only had two minutes to get to class.

“Ugh, you’re such a prick!” You screeched at him as you pulled yourself off his softening dick.

Shivering at the cooling cum slipping down your thighs, you kept going, “You know that I told you it is the first day and I’m going to be so late.”

Geten raised his arms to lean against them while staying on the bed, not even offering to help you get ready. “You weren’t complaining while cumming on my cock.”

Whipping around, you glared at him as you took off your underwear and threw it at him. He caught it with ease and pocketed it in his sweatpants he put back onto his hips.

Running into the bathroom, you quickly sat on the toilet and shoved new underwear over your thighs. Washing your hands, you muttered to yourself how you were going to fucking stink of sex.

The bed groaned as Geten got up and grabbed you a spare skirt you kept at his apartment. While you brushed your teeth, he tapped your thighs and you stepped into the clothing as he pulled it over your hips and zipped it up.

Spitting into the sink, you grabbed the hoodie Geten handed you and threw your bag over your shoulder. Swiping your boots, you hopped as you tied up one and the same with the other. As you raced to the door, Geten grabbed your upper arm and pulled you to him.

“Geten,” You said, exasperated.

He gripped your jaw and kissed you, finally releasing you. “Have fun.”

Rolling your eyes, you waved him off and ran out of his apartment towards the university. Thank god he lived close enough if you ran you would only be fifteen minutes late. Flipping your bag towards you, you pulled your flip phone out from the front pocket.

The little charms clattered together as it opened with a click. Beeps chirped from the device as you opened your messages to see Toga had texted you.

bitch where r u ?!

from: lil psycho

sent 8:01 AM

Texting and running, you glanced up from your phone to make sure no one was in front of you.

uhh about 10 mins, geten was being an asshole

from: scene qween >:3

sent 8:06 AM

As the main building enters your view, you slipped past the people to swing the door open with more force than needed. Another beep came from your phone but you pocketed it into your backpack once more. As you flew by the people in the halls, you swore you heard whispers of your name and lingering eyes. Waving it off, you continue to the elevator.

Once inside, you rested your head against the wall, thankful no one else joined you. You watched the numbers go up until you hit the third floor. The door barely opened up when you snuck through them sideways. You spy the door and go for the one in the back. At the top of the lecture hall, you slipped to the back and sat right next to Toga.

The room juts up like tiers stacked on a cake, students scattered around the tables like decorations. Toga stared at you while you shily made your way in, closing the door softly in hopes to not be seen by the professor. Scooting yourself onto the chair Toga saved for you, you slumped onto the table and plopped your bag on the floor.

“So what did I miss?”

Toga slapped your arm and you sucked in the yelp.

“Bitch, why the fuck are you so late?” She seethed under her breath.

You rolled your eyes, “I told you, Geten was being a dick.”

Toga gave you a coy smile, “Was he being a dick or were you on his—”

Pretending to gag, you stopped her before she could continue that thought. “Eww, don’t say that!”

A throat clearing interrupted you both, snapping your head up, the professor raised his brow at you two. “Are you ladies done?”

“Yessir,” You mumbled while Toga huffed.

Snickering pulled you from your shame. Targeting the sound, you see Shigaraki laughing at you, an aisle down. He kept eye contact as he smirked at you. You rolled your eyes to see Toga also annoyed by him.

“He’s so freaking creepy, and he wonders why people think he’s a school shooter.”

Shigaraki’s jaw clicked. He definitely heard that. You had no qualms with the recluse man at all. If anything you would call him an acquaintance, but sometimes he was so up his own ass, it made it hard to like and defend him.

“Toga!” You bit out, “You don’t just say that.”

“Buzzkill.” She paused for a moment, almost like she didn’t know how to articulate her thoughts. “Anyway, speaking of school shooters, did you hear the news?”

Your brows pinched in confusion, “What news?”

Toga faced twisted into a grimace and shifted her eyes to the side. “Dabi’s back.”

Cold water splashed over you. Of course you knew this. Who didn’t know about Dabi coming back to school despite everything. You just didn’t expect it to be so soon.

Wiping your sweaty hands over your skirt, you simply nodded and turned back to the lecture. Taking the hint, Toga left you alone. Blood pumped in your ears as dread infiltrated your system. Dabi being back, especially on campus, meant there was nothing saving you from him anymore. And after what you had done, you were sure he wouldn’t be happy.

The rest of class, your leg bounced with anxiety, rattling the table. Your eyes bounced between the clock and the door. A route to avoid the main campus filled your head.

A loud sound of the professor clapping his hands together pulled you from your stupor. Charged up on adrenaline, you masked the need to hide under the table and cover your ears from the sudden sound.

“That completes class, remember to look at the syllabus—”

Before he could finish the words, you grabbed your bag and tossed it over your shoulder. Toga opened her mouth to say something but you were already out the door. The door swung open and it slammed behind you with an audible clank.

Threading your other arm through the bag, you looked left and right, deciding to keep left. Not going the same way you came in, you stuck to the walls. Glancing frantically around you, for any signs of black hair, you reached behind you and lifted the hood over your face. Further you went, the less you saw of other students.

Opening another door, you leaned your head to make sure no one was present. Deeming it safe, you go through the door to the staircase. No one really used this stairwell as it mainly led to the basement. Racing down the three flights of stairs, your heart pounded in your throat. Despite there being no one behind you, it felt like there was a presence lurking behind any corner. Them just waiting to snatch you up.

Shaking off the paranoia, you continue down the hallways of the photography wing. The only people that come here are photography majors waiting for their film to develop and the janitors. Nodding your head at the one that was currently mopping the floor, you go to the door leading outside.

Squinting your eyes at the bright sun, you clutched further onto your backpack. Your phone beeped in your bag, but you ignored it. It was most likely Toga. You weren’t in the headspace to talk to her. Not until you were safe in your dorm room.

Your boots slapped against the pavement. Peering from under your hood, you saw nothing out of the ordinary. Your phone beeped again. Hitching your bag higher, you kept a fast pace. If you didn’t want to seem like a lunatic, you would have started running ages ago. Sucking in a breath, you kept going.

Passing other dorms, you slowed down a little as you were on the right street. Taking a right, you finally met with your building. Other students hung out in the nearby parking lot, but you paid no mind to them. Swinging the door open, you continued on. Going through the foyer, there were people already at the tables with books spread around them. Walking to the elevator, you pressed the up button. After a moment the elevator arrived with a ding.

As you walked in, you turned around to hit the third level, through the closing line you swore you saw Keigo amongst the crowd. Shuttering, you stumbled further into the elevator until your back hit the wall. You rubbed your eyes, there was no way he would be in the same dorm building. You two were completely different majors and he was two years above you.

Waving it off as your nerves getting the best of you and not sleeping well last night, you swallowed the terror. Shuffling through the hall until you met the second to last dorm on the left, you paused. Swinging your bag to your front, you pulled out your keys and your phone. Prioritizing getting in the door, you grasped your phone in your palm while stabbing the keys in the lock. Twisting it with a small struggle, you were finally in your room.

Securely away from campus, you sighed in relief. Luckily, your roommate must have still been in class. Twisting the lock behind you, you swung your back on your bed that was to the right along with your designated desk. Plopping down on your chair, you opened your laptop.

Your phone buzzed again. Now annoyed, you flipped it open with vigor. You had three messages: one from Toga, another from Geten and then an unknown number.

Ignoring the ones from Toga and Geten—you can answer later—you went straight for the unknown number. The buttons lit up when you clicked onto the message.

miss me doll?

from: unknown

sent 9:21 AM

Gasping, you slapped your phone shut and threw it away from you. Instinctively you tucked your legs to you on the chair and hugged them to your chest. Staring at your phone, you flinched when it buzzed again. A ping coming from your laptop had you yelp this time. In the corner of your eye, you spied a message from MySpace.

Your hand shook as you clicked on the notification to see it’s from your internet friend. You had been talking to her for a few months now. When you were at your lowest point, she had walked in your life and offered you a place to hide from your problems.

how did classes go ?!

from: killerkiko

sent 9:26 AM

Her message went unnoticed as you reached for your phone. Opening it back up, your face illuminated from the soft glow. The text stared back at you. Knowing it will only be a temporary solution, your phone beeped twice as you blocked his new phone number.

Through your panic, your webcam blinked red. Someone enjoying the show you unknowingly gave them.

~*~

The next day came too quickly. Yesterday you spent the rest of the day hiding in your room. In your spare time, you talked with your friend and posted photos of yourself. Rapidly, you became kind of popular on MySpace. You and Toga were well known within a niche space of people with common interests. You weren’t arrogant enough to call yourself famous in the slightest, but your photos and videos got some traction.

Though, your laptop annoyed you more than anything. While you were still friends with Keigo he had installed a different router to ensure safety after a minor stalker incident. Nothing too major, just a freak found out your location and threatened to leak it. Ever since he installed it though, everything ran slowly.

“Stop complaining,” He rolled his eyes at you with a lopsided grin.

Despite being a jock, he surprisingly was good at technology. Anytime you had problems with your computer or phone, he was the person you went to.

But after what happened, that kindness no longer extended towards you. To say you were isolated from the friend group would be an understatement. At least you still had Toga.

“Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to be late, again?” Your roommate sassed you.

From her bed, she had a nose in a book. Peering from over the edge, she raised a brow at you. Waving off her attitude, you walked out the room.

“Don’t forget my snack, you owe me!” She shouted into the hallway.

“Yeah, yeah!” You replied and then muttered, “You’re welcome.”

Luckily, your classes for today were later in the day. Being able to sleep in today was a blessing. Taking your time, you leisurely walked to the business building. Majoring in business was the least of your interest, but your parents were relentless.

Still taking the back routes, you felt a little safer. From the message you got yesterday, Dabi was definitely on the lookout for you.

Someone clearing their throat made you jump and snap your head towards them. Crossing the fork in the walkway, Shigaraki shuffled to you. Inwardly, you groaned. What possibly could he want.

Walking together, you remained silent, waiting for his typical snarky quip. Strangely, he didn’t say a word as you two went into the building. Going towards the stairwell, you decided to avoid elevators for now. Before you could though, Shigaraki grabbed your upper arm and guided you to the elevator.

You struggled out of his grip, “W-what are you doing?”

Dragging you with him, Shigaraki let you go once you two were in the confined space. Ripping away from him, you rubbed away his surprisingly strong grasp. Hitting the number two, you waited for Shigaraki to hit the button he needed. His hands stayed stuffed in the black hoodie he always wore, hood up. He did nothing, so you shrugged it off.

“You want to tell me why you kidnapped me?” You asked sarcastically.

“If I wanted to kidnap you, I wouldn’t have done it so publically.” He side-eyed you.

Staring at his peripheral, you snipped, “You know what I meant, asshole.”

“Always the attitude. Can’t I walk with my dearest friend,” He had a lilt to his voice as he twisted his neck to give you a creepy smile.

Used to him, you didn’t think twice about his wide grin displaying all his blunt teeth. “You want something.”

The doors opened, metal scrapping together. You both walked out. While you went to the right, Shigaraki went the other way.

“I always want something.” He called over his shoulder.

Shuddering at his cryptic words, you continued to class. Once you reached the door it hit you that Shigaraki wasn’t a business major and had no reason to be in this building. Connecting the dots, you gave a little smile. Despite being a dick, he had his moments.

~*~

Making it out of the building after back to back classes, you were exhausted. Heading to your dorm, you screamed as someone tackled you with a hug. Whipping your head you saw Toga attached to you. Pushing her off, you slapped her arm.

“You scared me!”

“Geez! No need to hit me,” She pouted.

Not being able to stay mad at her for too long, you threaded your arm with hers. “What is with people ambushing me today.”

She raised a brow at you in question.

Leading her to your dorm, you answered, “Shigaraki decided not to be an asshole and walked me to class.”

While walking, Toga redirected you towards the main building. Subtly you tried to go back to the path, but she strengthened her hold.

“I told you, he doesn’t suck that bad.”

“Himeko.”

“I’m hungry,” She whined. “Plus, you can’t hide forever. Do you think Dabi of all people is actually attending his classes?”

Tilting your head in contemplation, “You do have a point. I also promised Ayame a snack, so might as well.”

“And you have me to protect you!” She cuddled up to your neck.

Giggling, you placed your head on top her’s, “Oh my darling knight what would I do without you.”

“For one, starve to death.”

Rolling your eyes at her, you moved your head as you braced yourself for the cafeteria. With bated breath, you opened the heavy doors with Toga in tow. Like a cornered animal, you surveyed your surroundings for danger and any escape route. Not spotting a tuft of dyed black hair or dirty blond had you letting out a stuttering exhale.

Peering at the line for real food, you changed your mind. You weren’t that hungry anyway.

“I’m going to just get some snacks from the vending machine. I’ll meet you outside.”

Toga furrowed her brows, “Are you sure?”

Bumping her shoulder with yours, you simpered, “Yeah, you know how I am.”

The petite girl obviously didn’t believe you, but waved you away. Being the social butterfly she was, Toga cut into line to converse with some people she knew. A girl with brown hair smiled at her and welcomed her into her place. With bubbly laughs flowing into the air, you walked further into the room.

Gaggles of fluctuating conversations followed you as you hurried towards the doors outside. The crowds were stifling. Anywhere within the people Dabi could jump out and swallow you whole. Grasping the door, you push the doors open into the courtyard. Around the garden laid tables with a few students scattered about. Turning to the side, you kept under the awning towards the vending machines.

Pulling your wallet from your baggy pants, chained to your belt loop, you scooped some coins for your snacks and Ayame’s. Your back to the students, you shivered. Rubbing the nape of your neck, a chill ran down your spine as if you were being watched.

Shaking, you quickened your pace. It could be nerves, but you rather not gamble. Slotting your coins inside the metal mouth, you reached your arm down to grab your drink. Repeating the same for two bags of chips. Clinking together in your palm, you shoved your change into your wallet. Hands full, you tucked your drink under your arm while walking, plopping your wallet back in your pants.

Dead leaves crunched under your boots. Shuffling over to the empty table under a tree, you brushed away the leaves displayed across the table. Letting your snacks spill over the top, you sat down with a huff. Bending over, you unzipped your back to put Ayame’s chips so Toga doesn’t steal them. A heavy weight had the seat sink next to you.

Sighing, you said, “I was really hoping you wouldn’t see—”

Your heart stuttered.

Cold enveloped you in a cruel embrace.

“Hoping I wouldn’t see what?” Slumping his posture to establish eye contact, gold ate your own irises.

“K-keigo.”

A sly, lopsided grin parted his lips. From his smile, his sharp canine caught your eye. Leaning his cheek on his palm, he rested his elbow on the table.

“Aww don’t be like that, Y/n, we are closer than that, aren’t we?”

You scowled at him. He knew damn well, you weren’t going to call him by his first name and the audacity he has to call you by yours was asinine.

“What do you want, Keigo.”

Though you wanted to look around you for either Toga or Dabi, you dared not to break the power play he began.

“Can’t eat with my darling friend?” Before you could correct him that he didn’t have anything, he opened your chip bag and munched on your food.

Deepening your glower, you reached for your food but he snatched it away from your grasp. In the earlier days, you would have followed his hand by tackling him, but you refused any skin contact with him.

“Fine.”

Despite your heart pounding in your eyes, you were done with his antics. Grabbing your drink that still wasn’t opened, you go to stand up, but overly warm hands gripped your shoulders and slammed you back onto the bench.

Your teeth clattered together in your mouth from the force. One of the hands snaked around your neck, forcing your head into a firm stomach. A pointer finger tilted your chin up with such strength your throat strained. Cold rings bit into your thin skin.

Blue consumed you. Liquid fire poured into your terrified visage. Dabi gave away no emotion as you shook under his palm. A bunny captured by a wolf, prey eyes stared down the canines begging to satiate their hunger.

“Where do you think you’re going?” His pierced, thin brow raised in question.

Words caught in your larynx.

A laugh is heard from the side reminding you Keigo hadn’t left. “Aww the poor girl. Just look at her, man, she looks like she’s going to piss herself.”

Dabi doesn’t break his gaze with your watering eyes, a grin spread on his scarred cheeks. “You’re right. The little snitch is gonna make a mess of herself. Aren’t ya, princess?”

He moved his finger and thumb to pinch your cheeks, and shook your head. “But I think she’s more upset we disturbed her lunch.”

Tearing you from his trance, he glanced at Keigo and nodded his chin at the drink still in your hand. He ripped it from your slacked fingers and cracked the cap open with a swift twist. Keigo handed the now open bottle to Dabi who released your shoulder to grab it. He tapped it to your lips.

Scared, knee knocking together, you sucked your lips and shook at your head. Dabi only gripped your harder, shoving your head upwards. Fingertips dug into your mandible, prying your mouth open.

“Drink up.”

With no remorse, he poured the sweet juice down your throat. Hastily, you swallowed, but the man above you didn’t stop. The drink spilled from the corners of your mouth. Coughing it back up, it went up your nose, effectively choking you. You squirmed to free yourself, but he had you by your throat—quite literally. Your feet kicked up the grass beneath you as your hands went up to pull the bottle from your mouth, but Keigo grabbed them and slammed your wrists to the table.

Choking down all you could, the flood of juice finally stopped. Throwing the bottle somewhere to the right of him, Dabi never let go of your throat as you sputtered and harshly inhaled all the air you could. Gagging, you tried not to throw up on yourself.

Unable to fall forward, you sagged into the man behind you. He welcomed it. Mouth agape and spit dribbling from your bottom lip, you were already exhausted.

“Hmm I’m already done with my chips,” Keigo spoke up, watching what unfolded in front of him with keen eyes.

Your eyes blearily rolled over to him, a glare quivering on your face. He balled up the wrapper. Just as you thought he was going to litter like Dabi, he shoved the trash into your open mouth. As you were going to spit it out, Dabi slapped his hand over your mouth.

“Maybe this will teach you not to run your filthy mouth,” Dabi sneered above you.

Tears streaming down your face, your brows pinched upwards in desperation. Nostrils flaring, you resisted the urge to swallow as saliva built in your palate.

A slam of plastic hitting the table caused you to jump and see Toga glaring down at Dabi and Keigo.

“What are you doing?’

Dabi huffed and shrugged, “Just talking to my girlfriend.”

Now glaring too, you struggled further to get out of his grasp. Keigo went to tug your arms down but Toga snipped.

“Don’t.”

He raised his hands up in defense, “Whoa, don’t need to get pissy with me.”

With Keigo distracted, you clawed at Dabi’s wrists and tried to pry him away. He gripped your neck tight, so tight, your eyes bulged.

Silver flashed as Toga jumped half way on the table to slash at Dabi with a hidden pocket knife. Before she could land a hit, Keigo gripped her arm and swiftly tugged it down.

“Are you trying to get arrested?” Keigo seethed.

Toga kept her gaze on Dabi, pupils blown and bobbling with frenzy. Taking the hint, Dabi pulled away and you doubled over, coughing out both spit and the wrapper in your mouth. Keigo then also released Toga. Discreetly, she flipped her knife back into its hilt and shoved it into her pocket.

Placing his hand on the table, Dabi leaned over you and sneered into your ear, “I’m not finished with you.”

Eyes wide, you barely processed his words as you traced the details of his hand adorned with thick rings. Nails still painted with chipped, black paint. Intricate and darkly shaded bones tracing his own cartilage to cover some of the old burn scars.

He hasn’t changed one bit.

Somehow that both comforted and terrified you. With a bite to your ear, Dabi departed from your trembling frame. Keigo was soon to follow.

Rapidly, Toga took where Keigo sat and rubbed your back.

“This might be stupid to ask, but are you okay?”

Shakingly nodding, you croaked, “That went better than you I thought it would.”

Toga laughed, “You crazy bitch.”

Shrugging, you slumped into her form and shut your eyes. “At least he didn’t kill me.”

“He still might.”

Nodding once more, you agreed with her. Despite her words sounding like a joke, she was completely and utterly serious.

Dabi has killed before and he would do it again. Even—especially—when it came to you.

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PHOENIX: A Pro Hero Toya Todoroki AU (Chapter One)

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY!!!!!

Summary: For most of his life, Toya Todoroki was a loner. He was a scrawny, broody kid only known for getting in an explosive fight that led to him being held back. That is...until he met Keigo Takami. Navigating love, his own demons, and the road to becoming a Pro Hero, will Toya Todoroki be able to prove his father wrong?

TL;DR: What if Rei Todoroki saved her eldest child from his accident at Sekoto Peak and he got the Hero Arc he deserved?

Tags for the full fic (which is heavily tagged in the author's notes per chapter on AO3): DabiHawks, Pro Hero Dabi, alternate universe, child ab*se, implied sexual content (including implied consensual sexual content between teenagers), underage drinking, implied/referenced r word, explicit sexual content (between of-age consenting parties), graphic depictions of violence, anxiety disorder and panic attacks, s*ic!dal thoughts, eventual happy ending, fluff, smut, angst, implied/referenced s3lf harm, hurt/comfort, Vigilante League of Villains, Geten is not a Himura, POV TOYA TODOROKI

Word Count: Chapter One, which is posted below, is 3,245 words. The full fic (which will be completed on 11/21/2023) is roughly 270,000 words.

AO3 link to the full fic

Chapter One: MONTAGE (Year: Early 2117)

It’s the first day of my repeated year, and not a single person even looks in my direction. The reputation I built for myself isn’t exactly helping; I’d nearly incinerated another student who was talking shit about my sister last semester. He deserved it; it’s a shame he wasn’t in the ICU after what he said. Nevertheless, every single person in the Private Hero Training Academy avoided me like the plague. I skipped orientation this year, thinking it wasn’t worth it. I’d just be paired with yet another loser who would always find an excuse to not be my roommate and switch out; I didn’t care to make friends anymore.

I sit quietly at the smallest table in the corner of the cafeteria, my hair falling over my eyes as I stare emptily into the bowl of noodles. I shove it to the side; I’m not in the mood to eat anything right now. Tears prick my eyes as I think about what happened when I was home last week.

“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU WEREN’T SO DAMN WEAK HE WOULD BE ABLE TO HANDLE IT!” My father bellowed at our mother as Natsuo, Fuyumi, and I struggled to keep Shoto sheltered from the noise of the violent slaps that echoed through the house.

“HE KNOWS NO DISCIPLINE!”

SMACK!

“HE KNOWS NO MANNERS!”

SMACK!

“HE IS A FAILED EXPERIMENT!”

SMACK!

I suddenly break down and put my head on the table, resting my forehead on my arms so no one will see my tears. ‘I wish I didn’t exist anymore.’ I think to myself...

…

...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

A rapping noise echoes on the wooden table.

“Hey, you’re Toya, right?” A sprightly voice calls. I keep my head down, staring at the darkness that I formed in the shelter of my arms. I try to keep my body still so they can’t notice I’m crying, and I struggle to stop.

“Who wants to know?” I gripe, keeping my voice steady.

“Oh, I’m Keigo Takami! I’m your roomie this year! Hey, are you okay? Or just tired? Hope I didn’t wake you up,” Keigo laughs.

“Are you new or something?” I snap, not in the mood to talk.

“How’d you guess?! Yeah! I’m a first-year! Ready to become a hero! Anyway, is it okay if I sit here? I don’t really know anyone yet.” Before I can say anything, I feel him sit down next to me.

“Are you gonna eat your food?”

“Not hungry,” I say flatly. I briefly activate my Quirk on my face so all the tears evaporate, but no one can see it the way I have my head down.

“Then why’d you get it?”

“You ask a lot of damn questions don’t you,” I growl before raising my head to look at him. Keigo Takami’s Quirk is obvious at first glance. The fifteen-year-old sports an elegant pair of feathered, red wings on his back. He returns my glare with a bright smile, and an emotion I’ve never felt before rips through my entire body.

“Are you not scared of me?” I ask, indignantly, but, once again, Takami just returns my venom with warm, caring eyes.

“Why would I be scared of you? Hey, did you know your hair is turning white?” Keigo points to the white streaks that pepper my crimson hair.

“Stress. And my mom’s Quirk.” I mumble, suddenly wishing I had a hood that I could pull up to hide it.

“Oh. That’s cool. I guess. Hey, you sure you don’t wanna eat anything? You can have half of my sandwich!” He extends half of his PB&J to me, but I put my head back down. Keigo shrugs, and, then, his eyes light up.

“OH MY GOD! I ALMOST FORGOT TO ASK! Your last name is Todoroki, right? As in Endeavor’s son? What’s it like having such an awesome Pro Hero as a dad?” He excitedly asks, and my brain fills with screams.

“I WON’T LET YOU SLEEP UNTIL YOU’VE PERFECTED THIS MOVE! GET UP!”

A phantom pain in my stomach forms where I got kicked last week; I’d forced myself to stand and finish the exercise, burning my shoulder in the process. I feel my emotions setting my Quirk into overdrive; I’ve gotta get out of here. Without saying a word, I immediately stand up and walk out of the cafeteria, leaving Keigo alone, worried, and confused.

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A Few Months Later

(Almost the end of the First Semester)

“DAD I DIDN’T MEAN TO HURT SHOTO!” I scream as I wake up from a horrible nightmare...well...a memory. I’m covered in cold sweat, and I’m shaking uncontrollably. A faint blue glow permeates the darkness of the room, and I panic as I realize I’ve set my pillow on fire.

“SHIT SHIT SHIT!” I whisper heatedly as I get up on my knees and struggle to put it out with my trembling hands, burning myself. I bite my lip as I endure the pain to snuff out the flames, leaving a tender red mark in the middle of my palm. When I successfully put it out, my mind flashes with my father’s terrifying, furious gaze; all I hear is my mother and my siblings screaming at me. I continue to shake uncontrollably and begin hyperventilating. I stare at my open, shivering palms...The weapons that I used on my little brother. It was an accident. But that didn’t change the fact that it happened. If Mom hadn’t acted quickly, who knows what could have happened. And it would’ve been all my fault. Tears start streaming down my face, as I start rocking back and forth, desperately trying to calm myself down.

“Toya?” A sleepy voice echoes through the darkness, and a feather whizzes by my head before pulling open the curtains on the window, letting moonlight flood our room.

“Are you okay?” Keigo asks as he rubs his eyes and starts to sit up. I say nothing. Words can’t come out of my mouth; my chest is unbearably tight, and my stomach is in a knot. I feel all the color instantly leave my face.

“Trash can,” I manage to croak out as my dry mouth suddenly fills with saliva. Thankfully, as soon as I heave, a flurry of feathers brings a trash can to sit in front of me on the bed. I grab it quickly and thrust my head into it as I get sick.

“You’re definitely not okay.” Keigo’s worried voice is at my bedside next to me; he must have gotten up. I breathe heavily as I lurch again, and Keigo sits beside me before patting me on the back; I flinch at his touch and retch until there’s nothing left in me.

“I hate everything,” I cough as I try to catch my breath, water leaking out of my eyes. I spit into the bucket to get the horrible taste out of my mouth.

“Even me?” Keigo says in a sing-song voice, and I look up briefly to give him an annoyed glance. He hands me a rag, and I snatch it from him, wiping my mouth before setting the trash can and the rag on the other side of my bed. Just in case.

“Did you have nightmares about your dad again?” Keigo asks, concern in his voice. I shudder and nod, squeezing my eyes shut.

“You should probably be on something for those night terrors and panic attacks. That’s not healthy. You can’t just keep throwing up dinner every other night,” Keigo touches my shoulder, and I shrink away from him.

“My folks wouldn’t care even if they knew,” I mutter as I feel the waves of anxiety and dread flood my body. I start to move to go back to sleep, grappling with the covers, forcing Keigo to get off the bed.

“Do they not know?” He asks.

“There’s a lot they don’t know,” I growl, turning my body away as the tears start flowing down my face again. I pass out from pure exhaustion.

…

...

Two hours later, I wake up screaming again, except this time I can’t move. I’m paralyzed with the fear of my dad’s gaze burning into my very soul; I whimper and shake, hating how pathetic Keigo must think I am.

‘Dad’s right, all I ever do is show weakness.’ I keep my eyes shut, trying to calm my dark thoughts and not jump out the window to end all the pain once and for all. ‘It would be so easy just to hit the ground from how high up we are… the seventh floor….I doubt I’d even feel anything. And then, my family wouldn’t have to bear the burden of me anymore.’ With eerie timing, I feel the paralysis fade away. ‘This is my sign.’ I think to myself as I take a deep breath and prepare to roll out of bed and end my life. Suddenly, I feel a warmth surrounding me, and my body freezes.

“It’s okay, Toya. He’s not here,” I hear the familiar voice whisper as I open my eyes and see a pair of red wings enclosing me in an embrace. I instantly think to push him away so I can finish what I started when a wave of calm washes over me as the feathers brush my face. They’re very soft and comforting...something I don’t feel very often, if ever. My nightmarish thoughts seemingly melt away as I lean into the wing, allowing my senses to fill with something other than physical pain and emotional numbness. Keigo gingerly drapes his arm over my shoulder, limply pulling me toward him.

“If you want me to go away I will. I know you don’t really like hugs. But...You looked like you needed one badly,” Keigo’s voice echoes through the silent room. I roughly shake my head as I bite my lip and let my tears flow. This time, it’s a mixture of emotions that sparks them; the normal ones: fear and anguish, but also: peace. I squeeze my eyes shut and focus on the silky feathers and the sound of Keigo’s breathing, my shaking breath slowly calming down to a smooth even pattern. My chest fills with a warm glow that I’m not used to; whatever it is, I know it isn’t my Quirk because it’s the complete opposite of pain.

“Thank you,” I choke out through my tears as I sleep peacefully for the first time in my entire life.

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The Beginning Of The Third Semester

(First Week of September)

I was planning on going home for the weekend, but my heart told me otherwise. My dad could go to Hell for all I cared. This was gonna be the night I confessed. I’d practiced this for weeks by myself in the bathroom mirror, but my nerves were all over the place. This should be easy considering this was the person that made me realize I swung both ways. But, it’s also the first time I’ve ever felt strong enough to do something about my feelings. I don’t think I could handle rejection though. In fact, Keigo was pretty much all I had to live for lately. I don’t think I’d be able to keep on living in this Hell without him.

‘Keigo. I like you. Let’s go out. Simple enough.’ I think to myself as I splash water on my face. On Friday evenings after class, Keigo and I typically played poker by ourselves. Instead of poker chips, we just used chicken nuggets. I’d put on the only nice outfit that I owned; a black, long-sleeved button-up with black slacks. I kept the top two buttons undone so I didn’t look too serious, and I combed my hair so it didn’t look so spazzy. It had almost turned completely white at this point, and the only trace of red remained at my crown. I take a deep breath and head back to our dorm.

...

I grab the handle and take another deep breath, trying to hype myself up.

‘Alright. You got this, Toya. Be smooth. Be cool. You can be charming… Right? Just don’t make a fool of yourself.’

However, when I open the door, the lights are off, and Keigo sits on his knees on his bed with the chicken nuggets in a fancy-looking tray instead of lying on the bed like they usually are. He has a candle lit on his nightstand, and, when he realizes I’m inside the room, he seems to freeze up and get nervous. I raise my eyebrow and close the door behind me.

“Where’re the cards?” I ask as I walk over to sit across from him cross-legged on the twin bed. That’s when I noticed that I’m not the only one that cleaned up. Keigo’s normally unkempt hair is neatly brushed, and his feathers even look shinier and more orderly than normal. He’s still wearing his normal black and yellow T-shirt, but it looks brighter, almost like it’s brand new.

“Um, I thought we could...just eat the nuggs tonight instead. And. Uh. Talk?” Keigo stammers, and I see his face flush. I blink.

‘There’s no way we had the same idea. There’s no way he actually likes me back.’

“Okay?” I say as I move to grab a chicken nugget, only for him to slap my hand away.

“I need to talk to you first.” He blurts out, his voice wavering. He’s trying to maintain eye contact with me, and his feathers start to ruffle. I can see the sweat on his forehead, and a small smile forms on my face.

‘Oh my God, he DOES like me back!’

“Listen, you’re my best friend. And... And, I hope this doesn’t ruin what we have, but, I-” He stumbles over his words as I slide the tray to the side so nothing stands between us.

‘Fuck it, I’m just gonna go for it.’ I start to close the space between us, but Keigo is oblivious as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to confess.

“What I’m trying to say is: I L-”

I stop his words short as I kiss him, and he makes a surprised noise before completely relaxing. He kisses me back, making my heart flutter, and, for the first time in my life, reciprocated love washes over me. He starts to lean back onto the pillow, and I move with him, positioning myself so I’m looming over top of him. His wings start flapping, and I laugh as I break the kiss, propping myself up on my elbow and looking down at him with a smirk. He stares up at me with huge eyes, and I laugh again.

“Warn me next time you’re gonna do that,” He whispers, his face beet red. I’ve never seen him so flustered before, and it makes me grin even more to realize the kind of power I have over him.

“Okay, here’s your warning,” I say as I lean down and kiss him again. He reaches up and limply puts his hand at the back of my neck, pulling me closer. My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest. I’ve never ever felt like this before, but I love it. For once in my entire life, someone cares about me just as much as I care about them. I run my hands through his hair as I breathe him in. He reaches up with his other arm and starts undoing the buttons of my shirt. Before he gets to the last one, I grab his hand tightly and pull away from the kiss.

“We’re not fucking. I want to make that clear,” I say, bluntly. He can’t afford to get too attached to me...just in case. Keigo rolls his eyes and jerks his hands away from my grip before undoing the last button.

“There are other things besides that, hothead,” He whispers as he slides my shirt off. I smirk and lean back down, slipping my tongue in his mouth, making him make another surprised noise; his wings stiffen for a moment. I reach over with my other hand and snuff out the candle, surrounding us in complete darkness. My heart thuds as my tongue dances with his, and I start grinding up against him. The sensation is intoxicating, and I grind rougher as his hands slide up my abs and my chest. My body seems concerned at the random influx of dopamine that is never present, and my entire being is tingly with a warm, positive feeling. I break away from the kiss as we both start breathing heavily; I move to kiss his neck.

“I love you,” I let the new words drift past my lips without even meaning to say them aloud; I don’t even care if it’s too soon to say them. I can’t help how I feel. My heart swells as I hear him echo my words; I leave dark marks on the side of his neck and start to move further down when he pushes himself up with his wings, knocking me backward on the bed. I blink in surprise and start to push myself up.

“Whoa whoa, wait a second, birdbrain. I’m the one on to-” Keigo kisses me before I can finish my sentence and starts taking my pants off. In a panic, I hold my hand up and let a small ember burn as a warning, causing him to break the kiss.

“I said no fucking!” I snap, feeling betrayed.

“Relax, Toya. I said there are other things,” His words hang in the air, and he starts trailing kisses from my neck farther and farther down my body. I fall silent as the night air consumes us...

...

The next morning, I wake up in my boxers with Keigo fast asleep on my chest. I smile down at him before abruptly realizing that last night was the first night in years that I didn’t have a nightmare or a panic attack. I trace his feathered wing lightly with the tip of my finger, causing him to stir awake.

“Good morning,” He yawns, stretching and sitting up. A smile creeps across my face before I can hide it, and I tousle his hair.

“You know we can’t tell anyone about this, right?” I say quietly, and Keigo frowns.

“Well, why not?” He snorts, climbing off of me and getting out of bed to get dressed.

“We just can’t,” I say as I put my finger on the candlewick and ignite it, giving the room a blue hue.

“Too bad. I’m still gonna try to hold your hand, and you can’t stop me.” Keigo laughs. I rub the sleep from my eyes.

“Fine,” I grumble as I climb out of bed. Before I can get my bearings, Keigo hugs me tightly.

“I knew there was something beneath that tough guy act,” He smiles, and my expression softens.

“Come on, we gotta get ready for practice. I reserved the training room for this morning,” Keigo says in his sing-song voice as he flaps his wings, lifting himself off the ground. I smile and get dressed before he opens the window. I raise my eyebrow, and he just grins before holding his hand out to me. I tentatively take it, and I cling to him as he sails out the window into the open orange sky, heading toward the training field.

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