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HOW COULD YOU BE OBLIVIOUS | 𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂, 𝖾𝗂𝗃𝗂𝗋𝗈, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝗑 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

fandom | 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺 (𝖻𝗇𝗁𝖺)

genre | 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 & 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍

tw/cw | 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐, 𝗀𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗃𝗈𝖻𝗌, 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖾𝗍𝖼

summary | 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝟥 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌

requested | 𝗒𝖾𝗌

author’s note | 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐. 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀? 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐

𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌

𝗁𝗈𝗐?

𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌?

𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍. 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗏𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗅. 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍, 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀.

𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍, 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾. 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝗎𝖾. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗃𝗈𝗒.

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝖴.𝖠'𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝖿𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺, 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂𝗍'𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗒.

𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌, 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖪𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗂��𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻. 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌? 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅!

𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗄𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅, 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗀𝗈𝗌𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗐.

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𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗃𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍.

𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺'𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺. " 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝗅𝗂𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖸/𝖭, 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎? " 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾.

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖿 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈'𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌. "𝗍-𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝗈𝗇- 𝗎𝗀𝗁!~ 𝖸/𝖭 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈.. " 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒.

𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗌. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍.

𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍. " 𝗁𝖺𝖺𝗁.. 𝗈𝗁 𝖸/𝖭!~ " " 𝗒-𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾. " 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄, 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. " 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖸/𝖭, 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗌~ " " 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌.. " 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋.

𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗒'𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁.

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗐𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗂𝗍, 𝗂𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾. 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽.

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾. 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌. 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.

𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒, 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁.

" 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌? 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽?~ "

𝗈𝗁 𝗀𝗈𝖽.

𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝗁𝗎𝗁?

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softer-ua · 8 months

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I just realized that Bakugo’s house has at least 2 fucking balconies and is legit 3 stories

I could literally get fucking lost in there, why does no one mention that he lives in an actual McMansion???

Knowing that he grew up in that kinda of wealth(in the same neighborhood as Izuku-King of the paupers??) really kinda repaints the fact that he’s naturally gifted at everything he does too

He’s such a fucking ✨it girl✨

I hate him

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nuppu-nuppu · 1 year

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Redraw of that official sketch

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #bnha fanart #bakugou katsuki #mha fanart #kacchan #bkdk #midoriya izuku #bakudeku #katsudeku #decchan #sorry the only thing i can provide for you at this moment is low quality sketches #since I’m on grippy sock vacation #might do some sketch requests later

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l1tw1ck · 9 months

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Discipline

bottom!ftm dabi x top!masc reader

☆ Word Count: 993 ☆

↳ [REQUEST] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Jealousy, Face Fucking, Cum Swallowing, Pussy Spanking, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Creampie

He’s doing it again. Getting all close to Shigaraki and acting like he isn't dating you. You're too far away to hear their conversation but with the way Dabi’s rubbing up against Shigaraki, you know they're not discussing anything innocent.

You stomp over to him and look down at the two villains. They both cower in your presence. Shigaraki realizes this is his que to leave and quickly walks out of the room.

“What is your problem? Do you realize that you're in a relationship?” You look at him with an expression he's never seen before. A mix of jealousy and anger. God, he’s so horny right now. “That was my last straw. Kneel.”

He’s equally terrified and interested to find out what you're going to do to him.

“Did you hear me, slut? Get on your fucking knees.”

Dabi falls to his knees. He’s never submitted to you before, it feels unnatural yet extremely arousing. You’re already taller than him but now that he’s kneeling, you're quite literally towering over him. He watches you unbuckle your belt and free your semi-hard cock.

“Open.” You order. He opens his mouth and lets you slide your cock inside. You grip his hair and start fucking his mouth. Dabi holds onto your legs for leverage, tears quickly falling down his cheeks as you treat him the way he’s been acting. Like a slut. He hasn’t cried in years and yet this almost has him sobbing. He can barely breath or focus on his thoughts, it hurts and his throat will definitely be sore after this. “You’re so much better like this..” You mutter. He’s finally quiet now, not acting like a spoiled brat. The only sounds he’s making are gagging noises and you much prefer that. Saliva drips down onto the floor in thick globs, he’s trying hard not to choke. You ram your cock down his throat vigorously, venting your anger out on him. He deserves it for acting the way he does.

“‘M gonna come, and you're gonna fucking swallow it, got it?” Your movements grow sloppy. You hear a muffled noise, assuming it's one of agreement. You shove yourself all the way inside of him and fill his mouth with your spend. Dabi tries his best to swallow all of it. You pull him off of you. Dabi coughs and breathes irregularly, trying to catch his breath. He looks up at you hazily, waiting for your next command.

“Get up.” You order. Dabi quickly gets up, almost falling over as he does so. You grab his arm and drag him to your bedroom. You throw him onto the bed and climb on after him. You quickly remove both of your clothes and spread his legs apart. Dabi expects you to fuck him but you have other plans. You rub his wet cunt almost lovingly before landing a harsh smack, startling Dabi. He lets out a moan, his pussy squeezing around nothing. You spank him repeatedly, abusing his poor, now swollen, pussy and feeling no remorse. His head is rolled back and he can't help but wish for more. Just a few more and he’ll come. But unfortunately for him, you stop.

You turn him around and raise his ass, sinking your thick length into his warmth. It hurts a little more than usual since he’s sore from the spanking but he loves the feeling even more because of that. You don't even give him a second to adjust before fucking him. His moans and wet slapping noises quickly fill the room.

“Sl- slow down~!” He rolls his eyes back. “Too much! ‘S too much~!”

You spank him. “Shut up, brat.” You ignore his whining. “You clearly didn’t care how I felt when you were flirting with Shigaraki so I don't care how you feel now.” You speed up. Dabi grips the sheets, letting out uncontrollable sounds. His throat is sore from before but he can't stop himself from moaning. You’re fucking him so roughly that his brain might just turn to mush. You convert all your anger into energy and use it to fuck the brat out of him. He doesn't even think to complain anymore, he just takes it. He deserves it. This is what he gets for trying to get a rise out of you.

“Shigaraki’s not your boyfriend, I am. Don't ever forget that.” You grip his hair and pull his head up, bringing him close to your face. “Got it? You’re mine.”

Dabi comes at that very moment, aroused by your possessiveness. “Yours~”

You let go of him and grip his waist, fucking him through his orgasm and overwhelming his senses. He sheds a tear for the first time in god knows how long and then he starts to cry. “..Dabi?” You slow down before stopping.

“Nn- no- keep-” He sniffles. “Keep going-”

You turn him onto his back and slide back into him. With his clearance, you fuck him at a slower pace than before and chase your orgasm. “Never thought I’d see you cry.” You cup his cheek. He leans into your touch. “I never even thought you could.”

“‘s…too.. too much..” He whimpers, bringing his hand down to his clit. He rubs it in circles, stimulating himself even more despite how sensitive he is. “so good..”

You smirk, allowing him to continue. “You’re lucky I’m in a better mood now.” You speed up. Dabi grins, his mind fuzzy as you fuck him. The both of you reach your peaks at almost the same time, Dabi’s orgasm comes first and yours follows right after. He moves his hand away and relaxes his body as your movements come to a halt. He looks at you with a goofy smile.

“I want to hear an apology.” You pull out of him and pick him up bridal style.

“‘M sorry~” He replies dreamily. “Won't do it again..”

“Good.” You bring him to the bathroom to get him cleaned up.

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I would murder for more Aizawa but that's not what this ask is about tee hee~

My boy Mirio except it's him and reader's first time and reader can't keep up with his stamina 👉🏽👈🏽

Ah yes, my golden boy. My golden retriever. My goodest boy award winning champion. Mirio Togata! Your request is comin’ right up! ♡ not proof read!

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Mirio Togata x Fem! Reader

CW: Established Relationship • Future AU • NSFW • Fluff! • Virgin! Mirio • Virgin! Reader • Penetration • Praise • Overstimulation • Humor (he’s a goof) • Fingering (F) • Oral (F) • Size Kink • Creampie

He’s looking at you again.

With those eyes. The ones that sparkle and say “look at how cute I am!” while a pink hue covers his cheeks.

You pointedly ignore the look, resuming work on your laptop while he sulks over on the couch. You weren’t going to give in, he’s had a long day of patrols as a pro-hero, and needed to be prioritizing sleep. Hence, why you’re working even though your boyfriend arrived late in the evening to see you. His face popping through your front door to announce his presence nearly sending you to an early grave.

“Hey babe! I brought Thai food—,”

“Kyaaa!” You’d thrown the cup you’d been washing right at him. The ceramic mug neatly caught in his hand, also coming through your door. His boisterous laugh only earning him an earful as you repeat your request for him to knock like a normal person.

“Sorry, I always forget! I just get so excited to see you!” You can imagine a golden fluffy tail wagging behind him and droopy ears on his head. His attitude akin to your neighbor’s dog.

“What’re you doing here so late Mirio?” Your pointed look had him deflating, and it makes your chest feel stuffy to see him so.

“I just wanted to see you…?” How were you supposed to send him away?

“When is the last time you’ve had a full night’s rest? You need to sleep Mirio.” Your worry far greater than anything else as you fret over him. He sets the food down in the kitchen, moving his tall and imposing frame towards you. You’re quickly wrapped in his strong arms, squished gently to his chest as he just breathes you in for a moment. It’s impossible not to relax, to let him take a little weight despite it being him who needs the burden lightened. “I just want you to take care of yourself…” your sweet confession has him nearly dropping to one knee, but well aware a marriage proposal so quick to your new relationship might have you scampering away.

“Hmm, then, could I stay the night here?” His words have you tensing up nervously, aware of the implication and not naive to what it can lead to.

You don’t mind, really, but once again your thoughts stick to his lack of sleep and self care lately. He’s been working nearly 18 hours a day for the last week! It’s a criminal offense, those hours.

That’s how you’re here now. Finishing up work and trying to pointedly ignore Mirio’s soft blue eyes glittering for your attention. Despite his size and figure, his face makes even children trusting of him, looking incapable of bringing harm. You fell in love with the man for far more than just such simply reasons, but it certainly wasn’t a disservice that your boyfriend was so cute.

You don’t notice he’d snuck up on you, only startling as thickly corded arms snake over your shoulders and chest. He leans his head on top of yours, looking down at your work.

“Mirio, you can stay here, but go to bed please—,”

“Are you scared?” His questions pauses your rant, and you tense under the weight he’s leaned on you. The slight change in demeanor is all he needs to drop his arms, and you’re a little embarrassed and ashamed when he moves away from you.

Only for his hands to grip the bottom of your chair and turn you completely around.

He’s crouching down now, though with his height and size, even with you sitting he’s nearly eye level with you. His face, normally like sunshine and smiling, is uncharacteristically stoic. His gaze somewhat darkened as he seems to silently command your full attention.

“Sunshine,” you try not to show how the pet name makes your heart flutter, “If my presence is making you feel pressured in any way, I promise it is no big deal for me to go sleep on the couch, on the floor, or go home.” You go to open your mouth, defensive because you didn’t want him to leave or sleep anywhere but on a comfortable bed. He’s quick to gently wrap a large hard over your jaw, hushing you as making you look up at he stands to loom over you.

It’s not threatening. Even with how big and bulky the blonde is, his aura of protection and kindness is undeniable.

“I want you, all of you, but do not doubt for one second in your mind that I am a man who can’t wait. I have never loved a woman like I love you, I’m nervous and scared too, I’m not experienced nor can I confidently say I’m going to always be able to keep my excitement in check but…” he leans closer, you can feel the warmth of his breath and smell his cologne. “I will always respect what you want.”

He finishes so firmly, no room for any other thoughts but his sincerity, that you feel your eyes water and lip wobble. How many losers had you dated before, who grew vicious and mean when you rejected them? How many said hateful words and comments like that’d make you any more open to sex? How many left you because you wanted to get to know them as a person before you let yourself be so vulnerable?

“I love you too,” your voice is a little hoarse, but you wrap your hands around his wrist, keeping his touch on you as you let yourself relax. You look up, to his soft shining eyes and sweet smile, and you can’t help mimicking it. Letting your lips tilt up because even though your heart is so full it feels like it’ll overflow, you are happy and so sure of him. You’ve been sure of him, but the topic and approach just lost on you. He’s been so busy working as a hero as well, saving lives and people, that you’ve felt guilty taking time he could be resting away from him.

“You aren’t tired?” You feel so shy, despite knowing him and always being so comfortable around him. It feels different.

“Not even a little.” He chuckles, and you’re truly gone as you move one hand away from his wrist to curl into the fabric of his t-shirt. Tugging him down further, so you could kiss him. Slot your lips against his thin and soft ones, and further solidify your resolve.

“Let’s go to bed Mirio…” you break the kiss, to really look into his eyes. They widen slightly, and his face flushes deeper than you’ve ever seen before as he stutters out, “A-are you sure? Like… uh, just bed or…?” You giggle, grinning as you feel your nerves evaporate in the presence of his.

This big strong pro-hero, stuttering and blushing while waving his hand in panic, because you invited him to bed.

“No, not just bed, unless you lied and you really are tired?” Your sly smile and quirked brow set him off, his huff and grumble as he scoops you up into a Princess carry adorable.

“Not tired…” he grumps, marching you nearly mechanically to your room, toeing the door open and setting you down on your mattress. He nervously rubs a hand on the back of his neck, not looking at you as he mumbles a bit awkwardly.

“Okay… so you said not just bed, but could you possibly say… it?” He’s sheepish and you feel overcome with the need to tease him. You bat your lashes, looking coy and so beautiful he really finds it difficult to swallow as he looks down at you before averting his eyes again, trying to stay on topic.

“Say what Mirio…?” You sit up on your knees, reaching to hook a finger in his belt loop and tug him closer. You hardly have to use any strength, his body automatically following your nonverbal orders perfectly. Your head is at his chest like this, perfect height to run your hands softly over his torso and slip under his jacket to push it off his shoulders.

He lets you. No fight or push back in him as you feel yourself becoming emboldened. He makes you feel confident. Like whatever you’re doing, however you’re doing it, is right in his book. Maybe it’s just right that you’re touching him.

“Say that I love you…?” You’re clearly teasing, your smile too saccharin and eyes too mischievous. He chuckles, soft and quiet, keeping his hands off you but allowing you full access to him. It’s on purpose.

“I love you too pretty girl, but not quite what I meant…” his jacket drops to the ground, and you’re working on his shirt next, shivering at the feel of his solid muscles beneath your finger tips.

“Oh? Say that I’m so lucky you’re mine…?” He wants to touch you, but he also doesn’t want to ruin your fun. It’s a battle of will for him at the moment. When your soft small hands can’t reach any farther to push his shirt off and he has to help you, his jeans feel too tight.

“Fuck, I’m lucky you’re mine, my girl who loves to tease me.” You giggle again, feeling jittery and aroused as he throws his shirt next to his jacket, upper body naked and in full view for your eyes to feast on. You’re hands aren’t innocent either, and while you’ve felt him up plenty during your make out sessions… once more it feels different. Warmer and more passionate.

“Mhm… then, say I want you to make love to me? That I want you inside of me? To touch me?” He moans, shivers racking his body visibly as he finally gets his permission to touch you.

You squeal in excitement as he pushed you, your back hitting the soft sheets as he leans over you with a wicked grin. He looks victorious. “You said,” is all you get before he’s kissing you like lives depend on it, lips parting for his tongue to invade and swirl around your own. Nipping and sucking on your lips as his calloused hands run up your sides and squeeze you. You moan up into the kiss, muffled as you wrap your arms around his neck to anchor him to you. Your hands naughty, moving to run through his soft locks and tugging.

He groans, pulling away and grunting when you do it again, his gaze darker than before as he smiles. “Keep teasing me baby, you look so pretty like this.” You gasp in pleasure as he grips your sleep shorts, yanking them down and swiftly off your legs. They’re tossed to the floor as he does the same to your shirt, leaving you beneath him in only a thin bra and panties.

It’s the most he’s ever seen of you.

You don’t get a chance to feel anything but purely embarrassed as he moans, his forehead connecting with your chest as he grips your arms tightly. “S-sorry, just—you’re so cute. I need a moment.” You heat up, stomach filled with butterflies as you huff a laugh. His display dramatic but endearing. It’s not hard to make him sit up, as your hands go to his jeans and work on opening them up, setting off a whole new display of theatrics.

“Fuck, fuck, your hands look so cute, do you want me to help? No? Oh, oh fuck so soft, wait—,” you don’t wait, not when he sounds so desperate, no when you’re so desperate. Just to touch him. Feel him. Make this powerful pro-hero adored by the masses crumple under your hand, because of you. You try not to make a face, as your hand finally does feel and wrap around him… and your fingers don’t quite all touch around. No, you try not to flinch or show your astonishment because only pornos had actors this big, but Mirio is hanging on to your every reaction. He doesn’t miss it. You wince, lips parting a bit as his pants hang off his hips and you hold his hard cock in your hand.

It’s hot, physically hotter than the rest of his body, and you’re slightly clammy as you give a few experimental jerks like you’ve seen in videos.

“Ah, mhm, here baby, like this…” his hands are so much bigger than your own, it’s more obvious as one wraps around yours to show you how he likes to be touched. He tightens his hold, moaning a bit as he watches and essentially uses your hand like a sex toy. Harder and faster than you’d done it, working his uncut cock up further and somewhat strangling to tip before dropping back down. You’re enthralled, watching the reddened head leak all over you both, his pre-cum copious, helping as a lubricant to make the movements easier.

“Does it feel good?” You can’t help it, as he semi leans over you and masturbates with your hand, you ask a somewhat rhetorical question.

His smile melts the anxiety like the sun melts ice. “I feel like I’m going to die I’m so close to coming.” His honest answer has you simmering. “Is that okay? Can I cum for you?” His breathing is labored, little grunts and moans mingled but he doesn’t look away from you or the soft skin revealed to his eyes.

“Y-yes…” you feel silly for the words which nearly came out, but he seems to see right through you.

“I need you to say it more clearly.” He’s moving his hips now, pushing more of his fat cock through the grip of your fist and making the muscles in your hand ache, but you refuse to release tension. You swallow the embarrassment, because this is Mirio and even if he did laugh, wouldn’t you follow too?

“I want you to cum for me Mirio, cum in my mouth.” It sounds like a line torn from a sex tape, but it’s a line which apparently has him seizing up because suddenly your yanked forward into a sitting position. His cock right by your lips, his hand using your own to work himself furiously as you instinctively open just before he gasps and his load shoots in spurts onto your tongue and lips. “So hot, fuck you’re so hot, so pretty like this…ah,” his head is thrown back as he slows his vicious abuse, your concern for his well being unnecessary as he comes down from his euphoria. You swallow, and while you’d heard horror stories of how men taste, you note it’s mild and a little salty. He doesn’t taste bad at all.

Your hand is sticky and wet as you pull it off him, shiny strings of pre-cum and actual cum breaking off his softening erection as peer up at him.

Despite having a redder than usual face, Mirio looks the same. Grinning and proud looking as he shuffles off the bed to fully remove his clothes.

You really thank whatever star granted you such a man. His entire body sculpted and powerful, each muscle on display and you giggle as he flexes dramatically for you, climbing back onto the bed and encouraging you to lie back. “Thank you sweet girl, but don’t you think I also deserve a taste?” His innuendo not lost on you. Your heart picks up, but you nod with a nervous smile as you let him strip your remaining undergarments off so he could have full access to you.

Like with everything about Mirio, he isn’t shy.

Quick to use those big hands to spread your thigh, keeping you open with his own as his hands smooth up your hips, over you soft belly and up to your breasts where he leans over to capture a nipple in his mouth. You can’t quiet the noise it draws from you, your hands tangling again in his hair as you moan. His tongue lavishing your hardening nipple, wetting it and sucking as he stares and tracks every little piece of information you give to him. Like learning the moves of a villain in battle, Mirio is consciously memorizing your movements and habits to see what makes you react more.

Your hips move against nothing, his thighs keeping you spread and your wet cunt exposed to the cool air in the room as you twist and writhe beneath him. He’s gentle, even as he nips and sucks bruising marks onto your chest and up as he kisses to your jaw. “Mirio…” you mumble so sweetly it makes his teeth ache, and he doesn’t stop himself from sinking into your neck a little roughly with his teeth. Your sharp gasp turning into a moan as he licks the sting away.

“You’re so cute, so precious, all mine. I’m so lucky, aren’t I?” He’s murmuring against you, finally bringing his lips up again to kiss you deeply. His tongue and scent distracting as he lets a finger trail through your slick, jolting you with the shock of pleasure as he brushes over your clit. “Does it feel good?” His teasing voice is right beside your ear, and while you can’t see him, you know he’s enjoying the payback. You huff a laugh, hardly focused on his words as you’re forced to accept the minuscule stimulation he’s giving. Teasing and not enough.

You turn your head, using your grip in his hair to make him stay while you whisper in his ear. “It feels so good… but it’d feel better inside me.” He groans, his cock once again aching and hard as he rests his head in the crook of your neck while he allows his finger to push inside your pussy. If you’d thought his cock was hot, you had no idea how warm inside you were. Mirio momentarily stunned by the intensity of your body temperature as he’s forced to imagine the tight wet space stretching to fit him.

“I think I’m going to lose my mind…” his whisper is barely audible, and you don’t get a chance to question him as he adds another finger, this time you feel the stretch. “Mirio, oh,” you tremble beneath him, hands leaving his hair to wrap around his free hand braced on your hip. You can’t help but watch, feeling so wound up felt both incredible and frustrating all at once. “I want to cum, Mirio, please,” your little whines and moans were already leaving him dizzy, but your begging with those wide watery eyes made it hard not to get rougher with you. Your pussy soaked his hand, the wet squelching of each thrust of his fingers inside of your gooey walls making you twist and grind your hips onto him.

“M’gonna cum…” the build it up quick and slow all at once, Mirio finally hitting a spot inside that had stars bursting in your eyes. The tight coil in your belly snaps as you shake and come apart for him. “That’s it, so good…” he’s working you down slowly, easing the speed and intensity as you come down, kissing your forehead so gently.

You drowsily look up at him, as he brings his fingers to his lips and noisily sucks each one clean as he holds eye contact. You huff in embarrassment, trying not to show how arousing the display truly way. “Do you think you could cum on my tongue next baby?” His serious expression was enough to have you focusing despite the lull of your body.

He wants to make you come again?

You couldn’t help but feel giddy, nodding and letting out a happy giggle as he kissed your cheeks, nose, and lips. “Thank you pretty girl.” He never ceased to amaze, because should it be you who was thankful? It hardly mattered as your attention drifted to his lips traveling down, leaving marks in his path to your sopping wet pussy.

“So pretty,” he chuckles as you shy away, feeling odd having him just stare at you. His hands moving to spread the lips of your cunt to stare at your twitching hole he wanted to fill so badly. His blue eyes are nearly black, his pupils blown wide and face so flushed he appears intoxicated. “Don’t just stare—oh!” He’s on his elbows the next moment, hooking around your thighs and spreading you wider as he comes within an inch of touching your pussy. His mischievous gaze holding your own as he sticks his tongue out to lick one fat strip up your folds.

“Fuck,” you shudder, the foreign feeling consuming. So much softer than any toy or time you’ve used your fingers. It’s feather light at first, ticklish and textured as he laves at your clit lazily, letting you adjust to the sensations. It’s not long before your hips are wiggling, your little moans getting louder. The sounds of him lapping at your cunt naughty and arousing to your ears. Your hands were back into his hair, trying to pull him closer as he experiments with pressure, speed, and location.

Direct kitten licks to your clit drives you wild, the soft little sweet sensations making you shiver and gasp. His tongue delving inside of you makes you grind harder against him, soaking his face. When he sucks on your clit though, you come almost instantly, crying out in panic as he tears a viscous orgasm from you too quickly.

“Mirio! Hgh!” Your back arches off the mattress, and you nearly tear his hair out as he watches up in amazement as you jerk in his hold, further soaking him as you come. He didn’t expect such an intense release, but as you twitch and gasp for air he kindly wastes none of your release. Licking you up and moaning as the mental video of you shattering beneath him plays.

“That was perfect, you did perfect, thank you,” he’s kissing you senseless, pushing the taste of your own release into your mouth as he knocks your thighs almost painfully far apart and settles himself between them. You felt so small like this, caged in by his enormous frame and kind eyes. His hair messy and falling a bit into his face as he traces his thumb over your cheek. Letting you fully catch your breath.

“How do you feel? Are you tired?” His question sparks a bit of rebellion in you, as you eye him with the same pout he’d aimed at you earlier tonight and the same words, “Not even a little.”

He laughs, boisterous as he pulls you into a hug so familiar and like Mirio, nuzzling into you and kissing you with such affection it makes you laugh as well. “I love you sunshine, you know that?”

“I do now,” you quip, kissing his nose as he grins.

“Good,” he kisses you deeper, pulling your focus to his lips as he grips his leaking cock and lines himself up, letting your slick coat his tip as he pressed forward a little.

The sting is a bit sharper than you expected. Gasping into the kiss and making him pause as he checks on you.

“M’fine,” you’re forced to verbally assure, least he stop and you wouldn’t put it past him to do so.

“You tell me if I’m hurting you, promise?” You nod, doing your best now not to let even a peep even as you feel the stretch and burn of him pushing inside. It doesn’t hurt but it’s a strangely new sensation as your muscles spasm and clench around the hard cock splitting you open.

“So tight,” your eyes lock onto his ruined expression, taunt and twisted as he whines, finally letting his tip press up against your cervix where you’re left out of breath and panting. He bites his bottom lip, hard enough to nearly draw blood as he waits, because that’s what it said online and he’d be damned if he hurt you by being impatient.

It’s you who has to initiate movement, wrapping your arms around his neck as the burn inside you fades and the need for friction increases, your hips moving and cunt clamping down. It drags another hissed moan from his lips, his hips automatically bucking a little and making your voice mimic his.

“Yeah? Feel good sunshine?” He’s breathless, already close to an orgasm but refusing to give in before you do. You nod, clinging to him and the feeling of being so full and pressed against his hard body as he begins to rock into you.

“You feel so good, made for me aren’t you baby? Made for my cock.” You aren’t ready for his words as you shiver, his thrusts slow but gaining in power as you relax and allow him in deeper. “You sound like it feels good, should I go faster?” He’s speeding up before you even nod, delirious and pussy drunk as he holds you close, arms around your back and head as he pants into your ear, licking the shell and moaning for you as you mewl and lock your legs around his waist.

You feel the coil winding up in a new way, less noticeable at first but building and drawing your attention as you begin really crying out. His cock slamming into you, hitting inside just right that it leaves you scrambling for even a single thought as pleasure consumes you both. He’s lost in you more so, overcome with delight and pleasure as he ruts into you. His focus only on getting you to come so he can too, his energy mounting despite his strenuous efforts.

“M-Mirio~ m’gonna— again, oh please, I need—,” your voice is hoarse as you cry and moan for him, babbling adorably as you try and plead for him to give it you. To let you cum for him.

“Fuck, you need to cum? Go ahead sunshine, all over my cock, cum for me.” He’s smiling but it’s more of a flash of canines as he moves a hand between you, thumbing at your clit and giving you the final push over the edge as you do cum. “Inside me, cum inside,” your voice has him losing reason as he fucks you. Balls slapping at your ass as he pumps himself into you fast and hard now. Pussy gripping him as he moans, crying out into your throat as he finishes right behind you. Spilling his hot load deep into you, but his hips don’t still.

“Fuck fuck, you feel so good, so good sunshine, fuck, could die like this, so good,” he’s senseless, coming apart as he just keeps moving.

“M-Mirio—,” it’s too much.

His cock doesn’t soften. His hips working in short hard thrusts but they’re beginning to lengthen you realize. The pleasure is blinding but as it drags on, you panic, stuttering through your words as you try to grab his attention.

His eyes are half lidded, hair covering one up as he licks his lips and focuses down where you’re both joined. Mesmerized by how your little cunt takes his cock, how wet you are, how good you feel.

“S’too much!” You sink your nails into his forearms, but he’s just fucking you harder, moaning and losing himself as you feel another orgasm approaching. “Mirio please I can’t—oh, wait I— hah, please!” You feel light headed as he continues pounding and screwing you stupid, your body jerking a bit with the force of his thrusts as he grips you tight to keep you from getting away. You realize he’s mumbling under his breath, sweat dripping down his face and body as he works you both into overstimulation and another orgasm.

“Gonna fill you up, fuck, see you dripping my cum for days, fuck,” he’s unfocused as he sits up, pulling you almost into his lap as he grips your hips and angles them to better sink into you.

“m’coming—!” your vision goes dark for a moment as you’re wracked with another orgasm so close to the last, losing logic as he keeps going, moaning and whining as he grits his teeth and comes again soon after.

“Shit, I’m coming,” he nearly crushes you with his weight as he once more pulls you to his chest. This time he stills, and you feel his cock twitch every few seconds, his warm cum painting your walls as he kisses your neck and face. Your tired limp body in his arms too weak to really reciprocate much.

“Thank you baby, so good for me…” you’re ready for sleep to pull you under as Mirio showers you with affection, but your eyes snap open in panic as his deflated cock starts to harden again. “Fuck just need you one more time… one more…” you whine, hand pushing as his face but his hips are already moving and sliding his thick cock out of you before pushing in.

“Mirio—,”

“One more time, you can do one more for me right sunshine?” His soft eyes, sweet smile, so charming and disarming. You nod unconsciously, not understanding your tired mistake until he’s flipping you on your stomach and pulling your hips up, realization dawning as he slams back inside and leaves you reeling. “Fuck, thank you baby, so tight shit,” he’s gone.

You learned two things that night.

Mirio is a liar, and one more meant three more… and he gives incredible massages, which you found out in the morning after you woke up sore and angry.

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