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#soft yandere dabi
mamayan · 9 months
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★彡SOFT YANDERE DABI SHORT DRABBLE☆彡
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Soft Yandere Dabi x Darling!
Synopsis: You read something that disturbs you greatly, your heart aching and in need of comfort. Your captor is happy to clear up some misunderstandings. (I do not condone any book or author burning, it’s just for the story)
Warnings: Soft NSFW (smut), light yandere themes, cursing, pet names (doll, sweet girl, princess), afab reader, FLUFF, fingering, penetrative sex, mentions of murder, Dabi is not a soft man even if he’s being soft
You didn’t realize you were crying until you tasted your own tears. The pages in your hands slowly blurring as you tried to rationalize with yourself. It’s just a story, fiction, not real. Though, try as you might, your empathetic heart aches with the thought of something so horrid ever happening to you. The main character in your novel, the adventurous and wonderful protagonist, meets a torturous end at the hands of the one they loved most.
Manipulated, used, abused, and left behind like trash.
The first hiccuped sob is a bit loud, as you quickly move to stifle the next. Why this was hitting you so deeply, you truly couldn’t fathom. Maybe it was the thought of him doing it to you. The man in question certainly capable and able of bad deeds like no other, but when it came to you he was always gentle. Even when he claimed he wasn’t, that he was going to be “rough” and “show you who was in charge”, they was empty threats followed by pleasure and loving hands thereafter.
It might be due to your attachment to the series, a different protagonist and antagonist in each book but all set in the same world and slowly intertwining as you near the end. This was the second to last book, but the ending has you struggling to pick up the next. It was just so sad, and the author depicted the emotional and physical pain so well.
You sniffled, putting the book on the night stand and getting up to go get a glass of water from the kitchen. Dabi was gone on mission, and you weren’t sure when he would be back anyhow. It was best to put the TV on and find something to distract yourself.
Is what you thought, but just as you passed the front door, it unlocked and opened to reveal your tall captor dressed in casual street wear. A black torn up hoodie with a white t-shirt underneath, the hood up over his head and a black cotton mask hiding everything but his electric blue eyes. His black jeans with a spiked belt and combat boots were a little muddy, but it wasn’t too unusual since it was the rainy season. He held a plastic shopping bag in his right hand, and the house keys in the left. Both dropped to the ground though, and faster than really should be normal, your face was cradled in his hands as he looked down on you in a panic. Water dripped off his soaked clothing and onto you and the floor below.
“Hey doll, wanna tell me what’s wrong?” It was nearly threatening how he asked it. Especially with his mask covering up a lot of his expression, but you were familiar with the concern in his gaze, despite there being a hint of malice attached too.
“Oh, no it’s nothing important!” The embarrassment of having been caught crying over a story was enough torture, let alone explaining it aloud to a man who could very well laugh at you because of it. The thought of being ridiculed by Dabi left a sour taste in your mouth, and you were eager to change the subject.
“You’re all wet! Let me grab a towelー” When you tried to move away, his grip changed on your face. Instead of the gentle caress a moment ago, he now gripped your jaw and cheeks in one hand, and his atmosphere changed. Despite him being a flame quirk, the chills he could evoke were terrifying. “Try moving away again when I ask you a question, I don’t really feel like punishing you tonight, but if that’s what you want…” He trailed off, and you didn’t need to be told twice.
Maybe it was the tone of voice he used now, or the threat of punishment… even though they were never really punishments in your opinion, but the flood gates opened nonetheless. Your tears were thankfully enough for his irritation to evaporate back into concern, strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you close to lean on him. He smelled like rain and smoke, and a bit spicy. He’d likely been active, but the way he smelled was familiar and comforting. It was no longer a scent which evoked terror in you, instead you melted into his damp embrace.
“Okay, okay, how about this? You go start the shower. Set the temperature just how you like. I’ll be there to join you in a minute, yeah?” His raspy low voice turned soothing, a gentle hand cupping your cheek so he could press his forehead against your own. You felt a shiver run through you, the sick feeling in your gut lessening with his idea. He did always complain about your preferred shower temperature, and the teasing wasn’t lost on you as you sniffed and nodded. Blowing your nose also sounded like a good idea, snot probably on his hoodie already. He gave your head a quick kiss, pushing you in the direction of the bathroom as he moved to shut and lock the door behind him. You followed his order, padding across the floor and onto the tile of the bathroom, the chill traveling up your spine and setting you into motion.
The spray of water hitting your bare skin was uncomfortable at first. You really did just want to curl up in a ball and pretend this all wasn’t happening. You struggled to formulate a better plausible reason for you acting like this, but your mind kept coming up blank.
It was too late, as the bathroom door opened and Dabi entered. The clear glass door hid nothing from his eyes as he smirked and shamelessly watched you for a moment. His face mask was gone, along with his hoodie. He easily stripped off his shirt, his body on display this time for you as he slowly undid his belt. You liked when he did this, put on a show of sorts, even though when he’d first taken you, he hardly ever took his shirt off even when you were intimate. His crude attitude made him come off confident, if not overly, about his looks. You knew better now though, the insecurities his burns and scars carried. You always did your best to turn that around though, to tell and show him how much they amplified his charm and appeal to you. His gaze caught yours as he finally joined you, both of you naked and exposed but the water and tight space seemed to make it less vulnerable.
He wasted little time in grabbed your body wash and soaping you up. His touch teasing and light, riling despite his denial in doing so. Grazing your nipples so innocently, as if he truly is just interested in washing you. Only just barely applying pressure to your clit, and pretending like he hadn’t teased you until you were dripping. “I’m just trying to clean you up doll, and you’re getting off on it?” His tone was mocking, but you could care less as he dipped a finger and then another inside you. The ache in your chest lessened by a new ache in your belly. He’d barely pumped his fingers a few times in you, and you were already close.
“Dabiー”
“Shh… I know. Just come for me, don’t think about anything else. You can do that for me can’t you?” He was behind you, front flush with your back and his hard cock pressed between your ass. Your legs were shaking, arms hooked behind you to hang on as he began teasing your clit too.
It was too much. “Dabi please, I can’t!”
“You don’t really have a choice doll… don’t make me tell you againー fuck, good girl.” You were falling apart in seconds, your pussy drenching his hand and the tension in your belly snapping.
He washed you again, this time methodically. His touch was no longer arousing, more intent on massaging your muscles and loosening the rest of the tension you carried. Though his lips pressed against your own, and he whispered praises in your ear, nothing else took place.
He dried you off, dressed you in one of his shirts, and pushed you towards the bed.
“Now…” he looked serious, climbing onto the bed after you in only a pair of dark boxers. You leaned back, nervous as he took position over you, arms and legs caging you in. “Care to tell me what upset you?” His gaze was daring you to lie, and you were certainly tempted to do so, but you were already drained. He’d hardly been home for half an hour and was crumbling your defenses.
Dabi was nothing if not observant and meticulous when it came to you.
“Something sad happened to the protagonist in my book…” Your tongue dipped out to wet your lips, his eyes tracking every little twitch and movement you made like a predator waiting to strike.
He didn’t speak. His stony expression didn’t give way to the ridicule you expected either. His only indication for you to continue was a slight nod of his head. You chose to settle your stare on his collar bone, easier than meeting his intense gaze. “A-and it, um, it made me sad… I guess? It made me sort of… compare it to u-us. Like, if it happened to me…” Your eyes flicked briefly up to his own before back down again. The confession messy and hardly worth noting, at least in your own opinion.
He grunted, making you look back up as he cocks a brow down at you in his usual mildly condescending attitude. “You think I might do the bad thing that happened in your book to you?” His guess was a bullseye, and it didn’t make you feel good to even paint him in that light. You knew logically he’d never do something so atrocious to you, not if he meant how he felt for you.
But insecurities don’t listen or feed off logic.
He must’ve gotten some non-verbal confirmation from you, because in the next moment he was reaching over the bedside table and grabbing up the offending novel, setting it ablaze right before your eyes. The dust and ashes lightly decorating your torso as you gaped in shock. He grinned, looking pleased as he brushed the remnants of the pages off you. “I don’t read all the books I get you, no point and they don’t really interest me, but I do read their synopsis and spoilers. You think I’d let me friends fuck you?”
You felt the atmosphere getting dangerous as he looked downright feral. A warm hand on your chest pressing you flat on your back into the mattress.
“Think I’d sit back and watch while a bunch of deranged shit bags had their fill of you?” His tone was menacing, hissing out his visible disgust even as he spoke. “This is clearly my fault, isn’t it doll?” You weren’t sure how to answer him, but he laughed when you quickly shook your head. The rhetorical question seeming to lead nowhere good. “No, I think we need to have a revisit to an old lesson. Who you belong to, is me, and me alone, sweet girl.” His hand drags up your chest to your throat where his long fingers encircle it. He doesn’t squeeze hard, but he does place enough pressure for you to feel to dominance he’s displaying. “Have I been to nice with you? Is that why you don’t know the answer to what I’d do if anyone tried to even touch you?” You weren’t able to fully shake your head, so it forced to speak even though it came out strained.
“N-no… I-I’m sorry Dabiー” he cut your apology short by briefly cutting your oxygen.
“Nu-uh doll, we aren’t doing little apologies right now. We’re having open and honest dialogue here.” If he wasn’t currently choking you and pinning you to the bed, maybe you’d believe that. He released his tight grip, going back to gentle pressure as you gasped for air, panting.
“No, we’re going to have a test. If you get at least 80% correct, I’ll pass you. If you don’t however…” he trailed off, looking down at you with mock pity. It made you nervous and excited all at once, and he must’ve noticed the way you squeezed your thighs because he sat up on his knees now. His free hand pressing on your lower abdomen and moving down to your bare cunt under his shirt. “Always so ready for me, aren’t you doll?” You wanted to argue he was always teasing you, that was the true explanation behind your arousal, but it might end whatever was happening so you kept quiet. He trailed a finger up through your folds, your legs spreading wider in invitation for him to do more. He doesn’t though, just softly spreading your arousal over your clit before moving back down to do it again. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. Not even close to what you needed to send you over the edge. Your little whines and pleas would go ignored, Dabi loving edging just as much as he loved overstimulation. Either produced the reaction he truly adored, your body and mind unable to function without him.
“Now… question number oneーpay attention” he sent a sharp slap to your clit that had you jerking and crying out in his hold, “ーwhat is the fastest way to piss me off?” Your poor clit throbbed, but you swallowed and did your best to answer coherently.
“L-lie to you…?” Another slap to your clit had you whining as you dug your heels into the bed to push away from him to little avail. It was the wrong answer.
“Not what you do to piss me off, I mean in general, doll. What’s the quickest way for someone to burn?” He spoke so casually about murder, it barely registered as anything odd to you. You took a moment longer to think about it, and he kindly let you as he returned to teasing your slit.
You shivered, “To hurt me…” you whispered softly, but moaned loudly the next moment when he sank a finger into you. Your head leaned back as he began pumping into you at the perfect pace, curling up even as your hips lifted to meet him. “Good girl…” he murmured, but he was watching the way your tight cunt took his finger.
“Next question.” He chuckled at your whine, clearly you weren’t an eager student. “Who would kill everyone if anything happened to you?” Despite his horrendous words, you couldn’t fathom caring as you felt the coil tightening inside you. “Y-you would, oh there!” You moaned wantonly as he slipped another finger inside and curled them to rub at that perfect spot. The sound of him finger fucking you was erotic and distracting.
“Fuck you’re so wet, I think you like these lessons…” his expression was salacious, and you tightened around him seeing it. He licked his lips, and you knew he was nearing his own limit if the tent in his boxers was any indication.
“Question number three, would I ever fucking let someone else touch you, let alone share you?” You moaned, feeling your orgasm approaching, fingers clenching the sheets in a death grip as you struggled to speak. He was doing it on purpose. Just a little more andー
He slid his fingers out before you could come, “Please!” It was a useless and futile plea.
He laughed, looking so amused as the grip around your neck got tighter and he pushed you back into the mattress. “Answer me sweet girl, or you won’t come again tonight.” It wasn’t a threat, it was a warning, and you knew from experience to take it seriously. He’d edge you the entire night. “N-no! You wouldn’t! You wouldn’t!”
Your fervent answer must’ve satisfied him, or he’d reached his limit. It hardly mattered when his thick cock bumped your clit. The swollen and reddened tip so hot in comparison to the cool metal of his piercings. You couldn’t spread your legs any further, only able to arch your back and beg for him to just fuck you already. He used his hand still wet with your juices to pump his shaft a few times, groaning when he finally did sink his tip into you.
Then he slammed fully inside and had you wailing.
“Fuck yes!” He hissed, gritting his teeth in a savage grin. His free hand now anchored your hip down, as he began a brutal pace of possessiveness and ownership. He was claiming your cunt as he fit every inch of himself inside you. Bullying your poor cervix as his balls slapped against your ass. He knew how to angle his hips to grind into your clit as well in this position, and it had you seeing stars when you came so suddenly.
His rhythm faltered only momentarily when he realized you’d came so quickly, chuckling as his ego soared. “Oh yeah? You love my cock that fucking much, dirty princess?” He wasn’t kind as he fucked you right through your orgasm. He grunted, pulling out of you only to flip you on your stomach and yank your ass up to fill you again from behind. It was a whole new stretch and pressure that had you noisily crying out as he pressed your face into the mattress. His chest against your back and vicious thrusts were animalistic but also so intimate. It was grounding as all thoughts left you and you surrendered to just feeling.
He must’ve felt it too, as he leaned back and slowed down to a more manageable pace for you to breathe.
“Last question… who owns this pussy?” It had you shivering, as you quietly managed to choke out his name.
His hand came down on your ass now, both sides smacked painfully. It only made the pleasure intensify as you tightened around his cock, making him moan. “Louder!”
“Dabiー” two more hits landed on your ass, the burning sensation coupled with the perfect way he filled you up had you nearing another orgasm.
“Poor thing,” he mocked, “Am I just fucking you that good? You can’t fucking think now? Who owns this pussy!?” He was already spanking you again as you wailed out your answer.
“You! Dabi! Dabi owns my pussy!” He was fucking you again in earnest and it only threw you over the edge again as you came on his cock for the second time. Both hands on your hips to rip you back on his cock as he bounced you off. Your head was spinning as you babbled nonsense, unable to keep your chest up as your arms gave out. He was chasing his own finish now though, roughly fucking you down into the mattress as you finally felt him say your name lowly and his hot cum fill you up.
You stayed like that for a minute or so as you both worked to catch your breath. As always though, Dabi recovered quicker as he lazily slid out of your twitching cunt now dripping his white hot load out and onto the bed. He reached out to spread you wider, a closer view to watch it run out of you. Then he used one hand to catch it, this time pushing it back inside of you and causing you to whine at the contact to your sore cunt.
“Dabi…” his name on your lips hoarse.
“I know, doll. Tired?” He asked so sweetly while still fucking his come back inside you.
“Yes…” he only hummed, finally losing interest as he helped you onto your back and kissed your tear stained cheek.
“You feel better?” His eyes were gentle and face relaxed as he began drawing mindless patterns across your face with the tip of his thumb. The soothing action had you blinking tiredly. You only nodded, a soft smile on your lips as the earlier ache and worry disappeared.
You should’ve known better. This man was a lunatic and out of his mind, your fears were unfounded.
“Good. Go to sleep, I’ll clean you up.”
When you’d finally drifted off to sleep, Dabi cleaned himself up and got dressed.
He had an author to burn alongside the book after all.
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mango-bango-bby · 10 months
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Hii so like, no homo but u should totally write another safeword fic 🤭 like maybe yan!dabihawks teasing their partner like yk doin foreplay and it's going well but then they say something degrading so she safewords bc degradation makes her feel icky
Ly pooks 🫶
♡ Crybaby ♡
(A/N: I love safeword fics, they’re so comforting!! I’m not a degradation girl and so it was a strange to write this but the praise at the end made it okay lol!! I actually love this so much I even thought of making a part two to this. I really hope you like 💖💕 *also I made this mafia!dabihawks so I hope that’s ok)
Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, MAFIA AU, NSFW, degradation, name calling, use of safeword, praise, aftercare, super sweet near the end 💞, not exactly proofread
Summary: You use the safeword(Yan!Dabi x Fem!reader x Yan!Hawks)
Masterlist ➸ ♡
Series Masterlist ➸ ♡
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Keigo and Dabi didn’t often get frustrated with their work. But there was every once in a while were they would get incredibly frustrated. You could kind of tell that they were on edge tonight, they were a little rougher than normal but it wasn’t anything you couldn’t deal with.
Keigo had you say in his lap, his fingers pulling and tweaking your nipples. Dabi was infront of you, leaving bite marks across your thighs as his fingers rolled your clit to tease you. Neither of them had even gotten undressed, leaving you completly nude while they stayed clothed. Both of them wearing slacks, although Keigos button up was on the floor while Dabis was still on but half-way unbuttoned.
“You’re whimpering like a little slut” Keigo almost hisses in your ear. You uncomfortably squirm in his lap. “I-I’m not-” you whisper weakly, trying to deflect what Keigo had called you.
“You’re gonna’ say you’re not when you’re so wet?” Dabi asks, flicking your clit causing you to jump and let out a small squeal. “Mm, so dirty, aren’t you going to admit it? Say you’re a dirty slut?” Keigo says, earning a low chuckle from Dabi against your thigh.
“No..-” you whimper, Dabi cutting you off. “Lucky we caught you, you’re always begging for attention, who knows the men you would fuck if we weren’t around to watch” Dabi says, your eyes welling up with tears who you dreaded falling.
“Stop! Stop- Apple, apple…” you sniffle out the safeword, bringing your hands up to wipe you tears and hopefully conceal them. Both men immediately freeze up at you saying the safe word. They told you to say it and they would stop whatever they were doing to you but this was the first time you had ever used it.
“Hey, baby-” Keigo calls, rubbing your arm from behind in concern. “Don’t like it when you call me that” You cry softly, Dabi moving your hands out of the way to wipe your tears with his thumbs. “We’re sorry, pretty, it was just the heat of the moment” He says although it doesn’t calm your crying.
“Did you mean it? Do you think I beg for attention?” You cry, your tears and sobs stab through their hearts. “No, baby, I didn’t mean any of it” Dabi says, leaning closer to you to kiss away your tears. “No, you’re our sweet girl” Keigo whispers in your ear, gently petting your hair.
They really should have known better. You were their sensitive girl. Their sensitive girl who cried at a sad scene in a movie or an advertisement about a dog, or even scenarios you made up on your own head. They’d should’ve known calling you any names at all would’ve made you upset!
“You’re okay, birdy, wanna’ go take a bubble bath?” Keigo asks, you crawling off of his lap and onto the bed. You nod your head, Dabi lifting up your face to give you a small kiss before leaving to start the bath.
“You’re our sweet girl, you know that?” He asks, giving you a small peck on the forehead.
“We love you, you know that?”
You nod.
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Thank you for reading, darling!!
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theveiledmaiden · 2 years
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yandere!shigaraki, who worshipped you. who kissed the ground that you walked upon, who sang praises at your altar, who sacrificed anyone for you. he wanted to own you- no, he wanted to be you. his wanted to peel your skin back and crawl inside. he wanted to see all the blood, bones, and tendons that made up your perfect body. he wanted to be one with you, to live inside you and be embraced by your never ending warmth. his pitiful inferiority makes him seethe with self loathing, but goddammit, he fucking needed you. you were his goddess, his religion, his salvation. all his crimes, all his sins, all the blood on his hands, washed away with just one caress. the hunger satiated, the pain soothed, you were the key to everything. you were his one and only path to righteousness, and he’d walk it until his feet bled and his body decayed.
yandere!dabi, who knows you like he knows the back of his hand. the late nights spent watching you through your window, following you home to make sure you got there safely, he’s memorized your schedule, every odd habit you have, all the intimate moments when you think no ones around. in a way, he realizes he’s already fallen in love with you, despite not ever having said a word to you. as he watches the rise and fall of your chest, eyes closed and breathing even, he realizes with a pounding heart that you make him want to be saved. part of him is disgusted, desperately trying to remember why he started down this path. but a much larger, much stronger part of him knows that if you’d asked him to, he’d give it all up; the fighting, the hiding in the shadows, being the big bad monster. your eyebrow furrows for a second as you release a tired groan. you fuss in your sleep, and he’s struck with the epiphany that the depth of his feelings for you terrifies him. it makes him want to claw his eyes out, rip his heart from his body and crush it between his fingers for betraying him. he wants to destroy the world around him so you have no choice but to come to him. he brushes your hair from your face, and it takes everything in him to swallow those feelings down.
yandere!hawks, who just wants someone to love him for who he is. just wants someone to see him as keigo takami and not pro-hero hawks. wants someone to hold him, to touch him gently with no ulterior motives or ill intentions. wants unconditional, unbridled love; true love. he’s never felt it, in himself or in anyone else, the commission never would’ve allowed him to feel anything that they didn’t approve of. but if he was being honest with himself, he never knew what he was missing until he met you. you, who was kind to everyone and everything without expecting anything in return. he knew you could give him what he needed, craved. he knew your gentle caress could smooth over his rough edges, knew the sound of your voice would drown out the horrible thoughts in his head. he knew that with you by his side, he’d be untouchable to the world around him. nothing could stop him; not the commission, or the world, or even god himself could hold keigo back from loosing himself in you.
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harleys1nhawaii · 1 month
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VALENTINE’S HEAD
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pairing: dabi / todoroki touya x fem!reader
warnings: established relationship, +18 content, minors dni, smut, oral s3x (m receiving), mentions of killing, swearing, heavy language, fluff at end
a/n: i actually wrote this on his birthday (jan 18th) but my acc got shadow banned right after i posted it and it took days to get my acc fixed so i changed some parts and now this is somehow a valentines day fic
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you have your own ways of pleasuring dabi, in both ways.
you’ve known him better than you’ve known yourself. you knew the every little inch of him from his neck to his ankles. from the areas that could be easily teased to the hard muscles under his mismatched skin. from the places he lets out the most groans when you touch, to the way of his blue flames ignite and encompass the whole dark room, letting him to see where your bodies meet with his one hand on your stomach, feeling the bulge in his palm.
but then, there was one thing you really haven’t tried on him before. you haven’t really given it much of thought and have decided to get back to the grind. truth be told, you had never been an “innocent” nor “coy” typa girl. even sometimes you’d be so straightforward and dirty with your words that it would leave dabi in a pure state of bewilderment. so the reason couldn’t be that. and you also weren’t unwilling or anything, either. so it also wouldn’t be this. but then, what was it?
why couldn’t you just wake your boyfriend up with his dick stuffed in your small mouth? what was the fucking reason god dammit?!
your eyes blink open as your back rises up from the sheets in sync, jumping awake from your sleep. after a minute of trying to catch your breath and stretching your limbs, you turn your head towards the bright side of the room. the light of the sunshine is a little too far from the bed where you two are laying on. the blinds are half closed and the windows cracked open.
you silently push your body from the warm bed sheets and sit with your legs crossed on the mattress. you don’t need to check the calendar on your phone to know what day it is. “february 14th.” you murmur, a soft smile making it’s way to your lips.
you’ve spent a good total of 2 weeks just to find him some good present but no, nothing just seemed to suit his heathen style ever. at some point you even just went up to him and asked him what his dream gift was. although, you realized that also ain’t gonna work when he responded with, “the dead body of endeavor.”
so now, there you were sitting on the bed and staring at his peaceful, still figure. feeling your chest tighten the more your eyes move lower, gazing at the naked skin and his staples with light shining on em. your fingers move before you can even help it, control is on your nerves but not in the brain that they’re all connected to. your fingertips stop right on the waistband of the boxer he’s wearing in the cold winter morning, body already burning with the quirk of heat. your eyes shimmer as you eye his length under the thick layer of the underwear, feeling your walls clench on nothing.
how long were you gonna wait to do this at this point? you could gladly gift him a morning sex on a day that he couldn’t give less fucks about. if not right now, never.
you gently rise your ass from the mattress by pushing it with your hands. a shiver runs down your spine from the loss of heat of the bed. you drop yourself between his legs and sit down. you feel your insides warm up as your hands find their way to the waistband of his boxer once again, taking it off and revealing his thick length.
you start off slow, considering vigilant. pumping it up and down and letting him get used to the sensation of your hands. a silent groan catches your ears when you take him inside your mouth, tongue swirling around his tip. you didn’t wanna wake him up now, just not yet. so you decided to keep your movements as slow and light as possible, giving his dick time to harden more. you pick up your pace when you feel his body move under you, his chest rising up with the deep breath he takes. you were just about to look at his eyes when you feel a hand grab on your hair and push your head forward to his now fully erect cock. your eyes close shut when you fight yourself to silent your gags, though it doesn’t really help when you hear your boyfriends mocking voice.
“good morning dollface.” he chuckles, voice husky and deep from being just woken up from his sleep. he looks at your cute struggling face with your brows furrowed, fighting to open your eyes as tears peek around the corners of them. “oh, is my girl too coy to look me in the eyes?” he pushes your head on his dick again but harder, giving you no way to catch your breath and respond his teasings.
“you were devouring my cock like a minute ago, sweetheart. what’s gotten to you?” you press your thighs together, jaw relaxing when you let yourself breathe from your nose once again, softening your press on his thighs. you get yourself together faster than you’d think, eyes opening wide to get a fully view of him and bobbing your head now being the one who’s in control. “f’ckinggg hellll” he groans as you grip his balls in your palm, when your other hand is stroking his length.
his grip on your scalp tightens, signaling he's close to his release. your tongue now swirling around his shaft as you take him fully in your mouth once again. his tip hitting the back of your throat as you pick up your pace. you let out a cry when his hand that’s holding your hair squeezes hard as he pushes himself into your mouth as deep as possible. you feel his cum going down your throat as you stay still and swallow it all, nose touching his base.
he finally releases his grip on your scalp when he’s done cumming. your head tilts forward and you inhale a deep breath, strands of hair clinging to the wet patches on your face. you’re quick to open your eyes and rise your body from the mattress, returning his hungry gaze with your lustful one.
leaning in, your palms press against the warmth of his bare chest, feeling his staples hotter than usual. as your lips meet his, there's a delicate fusion of desire. he’s soft with his movements despite the way how he was leaving you breathless just seconds ago. he draws his tongue into your mouth when you wrap your arms around his neck, gently gripping his hair. the kiss lingers, breaths mingling, until both of you reluctantly pull away, leaving each other breathless.
his azure irises meet yours once again, his forehead in now on yours. you softly smile, your hands caressing the back of his neck as you take his scent into your lungs, holding it inside for a while and not letting go. maybe you didn’t pick him the best valentines day present, nor gave him the dead body of endeavor; but you loved him dearly more than anything you could’ve ever imagined.
your voice is soft when it catches your own ears, with a grin tugging at the corners of his lips.
“happy valentines day, touya.”
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thetreefairy · 9 months
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Teen reader playing just dance with dabi and Shigarki is in my head atm
very short no warnings really. Except talk about past punishments
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Teen reader is a menace, so for to get rid of their energy Dabi bought just dance.
He just didn't expect to be roped in to doing the dances with them.
So what did he do? He made Shiggy dance with Reader as well.
Reader had gotten another high score in Just Dance and laughed at their dad's score. "Papa! Even Dabi has a higher score than you!" Reader laughed out loud causing Dabi and Tomura to look offended. "Hey! I have way better at Just Dance than handy job!" Dabi shouted offended.
"Dabs, you and dad have a star difference. And with me you guys have like 2 stars difference."
"I should isolate you more..." Shiggy mumbled, causing reader to whine. "You are getting to cocky thanks to burnt bitch."
*cue offended Dabi noises*
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need more soft yandere Hawks in my life tbh
he's so doting and caring and brings home flowers and showers his boyfriend with unconditional love affection even though Dabi is hissing and screeching like a feral cat trying to get outside when all the doors are locked and sealed with a high tech security system
"babe it's fine I didn't 'kidnap' you silly I just brought you here and won't let you leave to protect you!"
"okay yes I may have put quirk restraints on you, gotten all your friends arrested, and faked your death so nobody would come find you but I did it for you"
"look I get you're upset I see you I hear you please stop throwing plates at me we need those"
"just let me take care of you! you won't have to worry about anything, no one will ever hurt you again, you just have to stay here. with me. and not leave ever :)"
"I love you and I will never let you go so please come and eat your dinner it's getting cold"
is 'crack horror' a genre, like 'oh you! *laugh track*' vibes but the sitcom husband is a government trained super soldier and his kidnapping victim is a serial arsonist and murderer
a bit like the show Kevin Can F Himself where from the husband's perspective it's a goofy sitcom and from the wife's perspective it's a dark psychological thriller (excellent show btw highly recommend)
bonus points for an undercurrent of Dabi having been afraid he'll end up like his father and being completely blindsided that he's instead ended up like his mother
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lucifer000sstuff · 1 year
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Bro I wanna have this teddy so I could cuddle it
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while toya casually puts my lungs where my kidneys are with his massive horse cock ❤❤
@dabislittlemouse
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deaddovedecadence · 1 year
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You need a bath
Smummery: After the todoroki family kidnaps you, Fuyumi isn’t allowed to see you. She lets this happen until she learns you aren’t beeen taken care of properly
Pronouns for reader: They/Them
Set in SAFITS
Fuyumi isn’t really one to worry, well she is, but not usually about you. You’re with your family now so there isn’t anything that can get to you without her knowing about it. The rest of her family however, they worry about you all of the time and to be honest, she doesn’t really get it.
They won’t let her help take care of you either, with Rei always shutting her out when she tries to look after you, Shoto never speaking to her and Enji shouting when she tries to fix dinner or breakfasts or even lunch for you.
A little private part of thinks it’s because they aren’t used to taking care of other people the way she is, so worrying about someone is new for them. She gets it, well not really but she lets them fuss over you even though they aren’t caring for you as well as she would.
Touya though, her best friend and twin protests. He doesn’t like taking of people (she didn’t either, once upon a time) but he loves people so strongly. “Why don’t you step in?” he says to her one summer day, a maybe few weeks after they took you home.
“Our family just wants to love them, and I can’t be mad at them for that. If they need me to step back, I’ll step back.” Touya sighs softly, taking a drag of his cigarette, “Fuyumi, neither of our parents will even give them a bath and Shoto just wants to stay close to them so he isn’t protesting it.” She’s snarling even before he’s finished because how dare they. How dare they.
“Touya, start a fight with our father or something. I need to go take care of my sibling.” Her twin grins, sharp and vicious, and Fuyumi lets her own lips curve to match it.
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She sends Touya inside before her, so that he has time to distract everyone. When the sounds of a fight starts, Fuyumi slips into the house and tiptoes up the stairs.
She doesn’t have to even think about which room is yours, it’s across the hall from hers and it’s been hurting to have you so close and yet so far away. She touches the door with her hands, grinning when it turns to ice and shatters under her fingertips. You look up at her right away, and she aches when your eyes get big with fear.
“It’s okay little one, I’m here to help. You know me snowflake, I’m here to help you, okay baby? Our family hasn’t been caring for you properly so I figured it was time for me to step in, huh?”
You nod hesitantly, eyes big and terrified. “I haven’t seen you since the,” You croak out, not saying the final word. Fuyumi lets herself shrug, an unusually casual motion for her but it seems to calm you down. You untense a little bit, and stop holding your body so tightly.
“Have you eaten today?” She asks, already recalibrating her plan in case you say no. You shake you head, looking sheepish and more than a little nervous. “Rei forgets sometimes and Enji doesn’t know how to cook.”
“Okay, here’s what we’ll do. You are coming to my room and we’re going to get you a bath while I make some miso since it’ll be nice and light on your stomach, okay?” She says it as a question to make you feel more comfortable but she is willing to force you.
Luckily you say that it sounds good and you even say her name! Everyone’s been complaining (other than Touya who doesn’t get to see you either) that you won’t use their name and you only call them kidnappers or something like that.
She marches you across the hall with a gentle hand on your back, helping to keep you grounded. Once you’re both in her room she heads to the en suite and starts the bath water.
“Take as long as you need to get clean,” She says gently, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll leave some clothes on the counter for you, and I’ll come right back after I make the miso and talk with our family.” She emphasizes the word talk ever so slightly, just to make sure you understand that this will never happen again.
Fuyumi won’t let it.
(requests are open, it would really help the author if you requested)
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Mmmm imagining those yanderes who can get a little smug and be a huge restrictive asshole, only to talk softly to their Darling in a sweet-yet-condescending way to comfort them.
Like. Dabi pulling his Darling close to embrace them after burning a Hero to death after they tried to lead them away from him. Darling's crying and shaking, and he's got them back at his place while he holds them and nuzzles their neck.
"Aw, baby...you didn't like having to see that, huh? It's not your fault. I know he was just trying to pull you away. You wouldn't wanna leave me on purpose, would you? You don't wanna break my heart? Nah. You know how much I love you."
Or Hawks punishing his Darling with spankings until they're sobbing and insisting they'll never do anything bad again. And Hawks just gently rubs some aloe or lotion onto their skin after while leaving kisses all over their wet cheeks and trembling lips.
You know it hurts me too when I have to do this, sweetie. You heard me crying when I spanked you, yeah? Please, you're not gonna make me do this again are you? You're gonna be good from now on? Yeah...that's my girl."
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theextratreefairy · 1 year
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Request: May I please request some Yandere Shoto Todoroki x reader, where the reader’s quirk is similar to The Scarlet Witch from MCU? (Y/n) was trying her best to stay away from being a hero but she got engaged to Shoto when they were little, Shoto really acts cold towards her but cares for her deeply. (Y/n) was wanted to be free from Shoto’s protectiveness, she doesn’t even want to be a hero at all. She always feels trapped whenever she spends time with him. She always trains alone with her quirk because she hated when Shoto would stare at her when she was in training.
As someone who is used to writing with, they/them pronouns for reader, I will still be using them, because it feels weird -. Warnings: creepy Shoto, angst, Reader is close to turning to the league of Villains, Reader knows Dabi's identity due to their quirk, Dabi actually adores Reader lol, sibling rivalry, I added Dabi because it seemed interesting, angst, Author hates it lol
Y!dark-ish!TodorokiShoto x unwilling!darling!Reader x platonic!Yandere!Dabi
Reader hated being in class 1-A, they hated how many times they were attacked by the League. And they hated how much they agreed with some of the League's views. They hated how their fiancée is pushing them towards that path.
But what made them go down that path faster is the comment about their quirks. "They could destroy the world." was the most frequent one they heard. "If they become a villain we are doomed, should they even be allowed to train their quirk?" They were forced to do hero training to ensure the communities safety.
When Bakugo Katsuki had gotten kidnapped, they had kidnapped Reader as well. Well Bakugo was able to be rescued, Reader wasn't. For matter of fact, they had stayed behind to help All Might. Causing the world to rather be concerned, what storm will they bring?
Todoroki Shoto found this even more concerning, knowing how weak Reader was in their mind. Knowing how Reader heard the screams of unjust spirits in their dreams. So, in one of their forced get togethers Shoto asked; "How is your sleeping going?"
"Well, you can hear my screams at night in the dorms, right? Don't ask stupid questions, Todoroki-san." Reader hissed, rolling their eyes annoyed, focusing on their phone. "I am your future-husband, questions about your wellbeing is not foolish."
"Everything is foolish coming from you." Reader shot back, wanting to punch Shoto so badly. "Just go back to your cold self and fucking ignore me."
The longer the school year went by, the more tense Reader became. When Reader encountered the League of Villains again, they were invited to go with them willingly and just drink together. Which reader accepted.
The Villain Dabi was rather curious about the Todoroki Family asking many questions as Reader was given Cola. Reader's quirk allowed them to manipulate the mind or exactly pinpoint who they are by their aura. "Dear brother-in-law, why don't you go see them yourself?" This caused the league to either choke on their drink or spit it out. "You are quite foolish Touya, my quirk allows me to remember people by just their aura. Only I hadn't felt your aura for so long, it took a bit of time."
"Is Touya your real name? It's so pretty! Right Twice?"
"Hell yeah! FUCK NO EW HE'S RELATED TO ENDEAVOR!" Reader had broken Shigaraki. "Are you alright, Shimura Tenko?"
"HOW THE FUCK?!" Shigaraki didn't know is he wanted them on his team or not. "My quirk, bitch." Reader winked smiling brightly as they grabbed a vodka bottle from the counter, popping it open and was ready to chug it down. Yeah, Dabi grabbed it.
"Aweee, come on!" Reader whined, causing Dabi to roll his eyes. "Don't drink your sorrows away."
"Says you, touya-nii."
"Oh, fuck you." Dabi hissed. "Still hating your fiancée?"
"Fuck off."
"Make me bitch."
When reader was back at the dorms, they were drunk, drunk as fuck.
"What the actual fuck!" Bakugo shouted as Shoto tried to hold Reader up. "What did you do, Reader-chan?" Shoto tried to ask them, trying to coax an answer out of her. "I hate you; you know? I don't ever want to marry you. I don't want to be a fucking hero, but oh no! The public is too afraid I will become the next number one villain!" Reader started to ramble drunk. Causing Shoto to tense up as he whispered; "then perhaps, I should make it that you can only love me."
And that is exactly what he did, not knowing that the league of villains noticed.
Reader had woken up in a fancy ass room, chained to a fucking rail. Of course, they were fucking pissed and ready to kill Shoto. "Let me fucking out, you piece of shit!" Reader yelled as Shoto came in with food.
"I told you; I will make it so that I am the only one you can ever love."
taglist bnha; @maggiecc
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mangospams · 1 year
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Working on the Valentine’s Day fic, it’s a childhood friend fic with Dabi where reader and him reunite after he reveals his identity. It’s pretty long, over 1k words, but I’m wondering if I should add in some NSFW or not? Should I keep it SFW or NSFW??
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mamayan · 9 months
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Dabi stans come get y’all juice 🧃 ✨
I posted a soft little drabble(*´∇`*)
Of course I’m a dark content writer so maybe my soft is like a brick to the face, who knows~♡
As always my content is not for minors, please be warned and aware.
Enjoy!
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mango-bango-bby · 1 year
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Hypothetically.... Dabi with a darling that when he first "acquired" them was like very quiet and honestly pretty depressed for like... months but then just became very sweet and still quiet but very lovey. Dabi would melt
♡ Shy Shy Shy ♡
(A/N: I thought this idea was just so cute 🥺🥺 Very fluffy, you all know hoe much I love fluff 💕💕 Hope you all enjoy this and that you all have a good day or night 💖)
Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, smoking, fluff
Summary: You begin to show Dabi affection after so long of being scared (Yan!Dabi x GN!reader)
Masterlist ➸ ♡
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You had been almost numb these past two months. The only thing you could do being cry and breakdown at how your life had been completely torn away from you in the blink of an eye. Of course, Dabi hates seeing you like this but he also knew that you were going to be stressed in the beginning. He knew you were going to be scared and vulnerable in the beginning.
He had to hold you down to give you any ounce of affection at first. Then you began to accept it, although you were still scared and shy. Sometimes even starting cry as he held you at night or brought you into a kiss. You were still scared and shy but accepting.
It was understandable, Dabi had taken you from your old life after all. He forced his love and affection on to you. He had really hurt you physically but you knew he could if he wanted too.
You look at Dabi as he stands by the window in the apartment smoking. He didn’t have a balcony or anything so he tended to just smoke by a window. You actually did start to like his affection recently. You’re not sure if you’re actually beginning to like him or if perhaps you’re just touch-starved and enjoying the attention and affection he seems to always want to give you.
You stand behind him, hesitantly holding out your arms and reaching around him, pulling him into a hug from behind. Dabi doesn’t bother to turn around to see you, simply looking down to see your arms as you hug his waist. He smiles a bit although it looks a bit more like a smirk to the outside viewer.
You press your face up against his back, turning your head to the right so your cheek is smushed against his skin. You can feel his staples digging into your skin a bit although you don’t really care. You’re pretty much used to it by now.
You and Dabi stand in silence for a moment, you still holding him although nervously. It was clear he had almost conditioned you to want his affection. Although it was a win for you. You needed to be loved because it’s what you deserved! Dabi was able to give that to you!
After a moment or two, Dabi puts out the cigarette he was once smoking. Turning around, although you keep your head that was once against his back now against his chest. Neither of you speak rather having stating silent as Dabi wraps his arms around you as well.
Dabi takes this as a sign. You may still be shy but you’re beginning to like him. You’re beginning to fall for him.
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Thank you for reading, darling!!
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yanderenightmare · 4 months
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TW: NSFW, yandere, stepcest
fem reader
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Creep Step-bro – who steals the keys to your shared bathroom on account that you use too much time in there. He’ll barge in when you’re in the shower in the mornings to take a piss even though you squeal at him to get out. You’ll turn around to hide, still needing to wash out the shampoo from your hair, annoyed “ughs” and curse words leaving you – and he’ll sneak a snide look, watching the soapsuds and water run over the plump of your ass, glossy skin, perfect curve, down between your thighs and legs.
When you grab the towel, you sneer at him, “asshole,” before stomping out. He’ll shrug his shoulders, brushing his teeth with jaded eyes – casually pushing his hips forward against the sink, acting like he doesn’t have a boner he plans on rubbing out to the pretty picture of your wet naked body along with that cute scowl on your face.
You’re practically begging for it walking about the house in those little pajama shorts – so tiny he can see the crease of your cheek, so tight he can see the puffy outline of your cunt. Not to mention the loose tank top you wear with it. Sometimes without a bra on. The round of your soft titties going jump on every step you take.
Of course, he’s going to use any excuse to brush up against you. Coming behind you when you stand in the kitchen – prepping snacks for you and the gaggle of girlfriends held up in your room. He’ll push his crotch against the fat of your ass, pretending to reach for a bowl in the cupboard above you, and you’ll whine out something like “ew, gross, personal space-” but he’ll only savor the struggle even more – only raising his brow at you when you turn around with a strict pointer pressed up beneath his chin, telling him with a frown how he better not perv on any of your friends.
Shit- you’re so clueless…
Clueless as to how he robs your panties from the laundry bin and fucks the silky lace until they fray from his rough handlings – how he winds it so tight it strangles his cock, scrunching his face while imagining it’s your tight pussy before he blows his messy load into the dainty thing – loving the thought of you cluelessly walking around in them. 
Sure, it’s been washed since then, but still… 
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JJK – Toji, Sukuna, Geto, Gojo, Mahito, Choso, Yuta
BNHA – Bakugou, Shigaraki, Dabi, Hawks, Shinso, Shoto, Kirishima, Denki
BLLK - Reo
AOT – Eren
CSM – Denji
HQ - Kuro, Kageyama, both Miya twins, Suna, Tendou
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harleys1nhawaii · 8 months
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SHADES OF COOL
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pairing: dabi / touya todoroki x gn!reader
warnings: neglectful relationship, kissing, angst
word count: 2k+
a/n: shades of cool by lana del rey will always remind me of him and him only
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dabi.
he was the king of his own kingdom. with a castle with empty halls and hundreds of untouched dark rooms. when you'd catch a glimpse of it from outside, you'd think how frightening and eerie it looked, being filled up with a distressing feeling.
dabi knew it, that's why he kept it out of sight; far, far away from the human eyes. he slowly got possessed with his appearance and the outlook he had gave to the outside world. people would take a step to side, kids would run to their mothers when they'd see him. they'd try to protect themselves by wrapping their arms around their bodies as if he was the big bad monster who once haunted their childhood nightmares every night.
escaping from the abuse and unwantedness, he had unwittingly fallen into the same garden once again. but in this one, there were no escape. fences that reached to the top of the sky, surrounding him. showing no glimpse of a gate to lead him to a different path of fate for him to experience other than the one that he was stucked in.
that was when he had realized that there were no other choice for him. that he had no escape and he would always be the outcast. that from then on, he only had himself for him and himself only.
after all that, it wasn't suprising for him to turn out this way. you could've only begotten a beast by giving it nothing but pure hate and hate only. if he didnt deserve the impact he had on others, then he was going to earn it. maybe then, he wouldn't have that feeling that would surround his insides and squeeze his heart into million pieces, reminding him how unlovable and frightening he was. maybe then, he could be something sturdy enough to make people know he wasnt just a cruel villain, but also someone who held power within his being.
and you on the other hand, were such a hopeless romantic. you really thought you could change him. you really thought that you could show him the "beauty" of life. how funny was that? you really thought you could make him notice that not everything was a menace. not everything was going to hurt him.
but you'd forgotten one thing; he was the menace. he was the one to hurt others, not the other way. he didn't resemble any part of what he once was before anymore and he'd never will be.
you couldn't have fixed him, couldn't have made him better. you couldn't have done nothing about his strange weather.
he was barely present. would leave randomly and sometimes it would take months for him to come back.
and you would wait.
god, you were so fucking stupid.
you dearly loved the sickest man to live on this earth. couldn't have you been generous to yourself for once?
waking up from your sleep with a banging noise coming from your front door. how many times were you going to live this same stupid scenario? and you fought with yourself every damn time, as if it changed anything. cussing yourself under your breath as you open the door and see your boyfriend all wet from the pouring rain with fresh new burns all over his face.
what in the hell was wrong with this? why was he this way while you were welcoming him with your warm arms every single damn time? why were you this stupid? couldn't you see it already? couldn't you see that he was unfixable? couldn't you realize that you could not break through his world no matter what you'd do?
couldn't you see that he was unbreakable?
how pathetic you were when you opened the door wider for him to get inside. how foolish you were when you treated his freshly opened staples and burned skin avoiding eye contact like your life was depended on it. how incorrigible you were when you didn't resist when he pulled you into a kiss.
he wrapped his rough arms und your body when he felt you just staying still and not kissing him back, just letting him. "i missed you so fucking bad doll. i'm sorry, fuck i'm sorry." he whispered to your lips when he broke the kiss, panting.
you fought with everything in yourself to not start to cry and scream, to not let him know how impossible it was to live like this. not like he would care. he would listen but he would never understand.
you wanted to believe the sweet lies he told you. you wanted to believe them too. you wanted to believe that he was sorry. even if he would do it again, atleast he would be sorry. that was maybe why you were this stupid, you never learnt your lesson. if you were the eve you would eat that apple for the second time if the chance would be given to you. you had never learnt how to let go of stuff that meant something to you, even though you meant nothing to them.
you were not enough. you could never be. you could've never been enough to replace his one and only true love, revenge. you were not capable. that was all his heart was full of. and that was why he was still alive. that was why he still came back to your house everytime when he was injured so that you could treat his injuries and could make him live a little bit longer. so that he could make it till he faced endeavor. so that he could save his lowlife for a little bit longer and make it end when he kill him.
you were the giver. you would give your love to him. treat him and be his company. and he loved his baby too, but you were just at the bottom of the triangle.
he started tendering soft kisses down your neck to your collarbone. it almost felt different. it almost felt like he was actually sorry. like he was apologizing to you by his sweet gestures.
your tongue ran over the edge of one of your incisors as you threw your head back, trying to stop the tears forming in your eye. these things you wanted to say to him that haven't let you get a one good sleep for once, but you were just going to let him live.
you were quiet. you've always been.
"no you're not."
you're hot, hot weather in the summer,
high, neglectful lover.
you're crumbling, sadly,
you're sadly, crumbling.
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thetreefairy · 9 months
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First sleepover
Warnings: mentions of isolation, reader is oblivious to who the LOV are. Drinking, smoking. Taglist @slasherscrybaby @yandere-city Words: 951 p.2 had to re-publish this due to massive spelling mistakes, hope you guys like it,
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But Tomu-Tomu will take Reader away from them.
“Bye~ I’ll be meeting up with Tomu-Tomu and his friends!” Reader shouted as they put their shoes on, they were going to get drinks with Tomu-Tomu and 2 of his friends. “Make sure to bring your self-defense kit!” Shota shouted, Hizashi rushing towards Reader with the self-defense kit. “Call us if you are in danger, alright?”
“Of course, pa, I will be home before 12 and I won’t drink too much.” Reader kisses Hizashi's cheek and waves as they leave the house. Reader sends a text to Tomu-Tomu.
player two to Tomu-Tomu: Can you send me the addresses, Tomu?
tomu-Tomu to player two: {insert random address} it’s a bit difficult to find, I will be at the start of {random street that is close by}
Player two to Tomu-Tomu: Thank youuu, I am so excited to meet your friends :D
Tomu-tomu to Player two: They are excited to meet you too, do mind Toga however, she is obsessed with blood due to her quirk.
player two to Tomu-tomu: :00, that's so interesting, I can see you. hehehe imma scare you : )
Tomu-tomu to player two: If you want to scare someone you shouldn’t, you know tell them.
Tomura chuckled as he re-read Reader's message, he had seen them himself. But with how cute they are, he couldn’t help but pretend to be scared when Reader hugged him from behind. “So scary~!” He said in a teasing tone. “Almost as scary as you trying to trash talk in Valaront.”
“Hey!” Reader shouted, realizing that he’s making fun of them. “I was really trying, but my little sister was in the same room!”
“Excuses, excuses.” He grinned as he ruffled their hair. At first Tomura wanted to use you, but after just a week of playing video games together he had grown fond of you. His master, AFO, likes you as well and his anger issues have died down now. “Now come on, before the burned bitch is going to call us and complain.”
"Burned bitch?” Reader asked with a curious tone as they started walking to Tomura’s hideout home. “Yeah, my friend has a lot of burns because of his quirk.” He said casually. “Look, we are here.”
When they got inside, a girl immediately hugged Reader. “Is this your friend Shiggy? They are so pretty!” Reader instinctively petted her hair. “Can I drink your blood, pretty please?” the blonde girl asked, drawing out the e of ‘please’. 
“Maybe you should introduce yourself first, Toga.” A man with burn scars asked as he smoked. "Yeah! Nuh uh! Don’t tell them our names!”
“Jin, do me a favor and tone your other side down, I already have a headache.” the lizard type a guy hissed. “You can call me spinner.”
“Hello everyone, I am Reader.” After the introductions and small talk they started to play games. “My god, how did that crispy bitch pull you?” Dabi chuckled out drunkenly. Toga was drinking Reader’s blood happily but that comment made her gasp. “Shiggy and Reader are dating?!”
Tomura looked like he was about to burst and was red. “No no no, we are besties.” Reader chuckled, they were a bit tipsy. “But I do think he’s pretty.” Reader tried to whisper into Toga’s ear making her chuckle. Tomura had heard this and his brain isn’t braining right now. Reader then got a call from Hizashi.
"Papa!" Reader greeted him happily.
 ‘You forgot the time didn’t you?’ His voice sounded amused, but a bit strict as well. This caused Reader to gulp, they truly had forgotten the time! How stupid of them.
“Ah yes, I did, I am sorry but everyone is just so fun! I can go home right now.”
Tomura pushed a bag of blood towards Toga and whispered in her ear to pretend to be his girlfriend. When Toga transformed she said: “N/n, can I talk to your dad?”
“Ah, papa, Tomu’s girlfriend wants to talk to you, is that okay?”
‘That would be wonderful.’
“Hi, sir, I am Lily,”
‘Hi Lily, it’s nice to finally picture a voice by the person.’
“I was wondering if Reader could perhaps stay over at my house, I would feel awful if they had to go home this late.” Toga lied smoothly and before Reader could interrupt Tomura placed his hand over their mouth. Kissing their cheek when he saw their terrified expression. 
“Don’t worry, you won’t get isolated.” He whispered in their ear. He had told the league about the heroes' strange punishments towards their oldest child, so none of them were surprised at his words. 
Toga gave back the phone and winked at Reader.
‘Tomu’s girlfriend is such a lovely girl’ Hizashi told Reader. ‘Your dad and I agreed that you can stay over just this once.’
“Thank you! Thank you so much!” Reader happily squealed.
‘Just make sure that you are home before Hitoshi returns from the class trip.’
“So at 4 pm I have to be home.” Reader asked to make sure.
‘Yes, and make sure to not tell Hitoshi, as you know he heavily disapproves of sleepovers.’
“I won’t, talk to you later and goodnight, pa.”
‘Talk to you later and sleep well, dear.’
When Reader hung up she looked at her new found friends. “Well I guess I am staying here.”
“Yay!” Toga shouted happily.
“You should sleep in handy man’s room.” Dabi said with a smirk.
“Sure!” Reader agreed, Tomura looked at Dabi, annoyed.
‘What if I talk in my sleep?’ He thinks. ‘What if they hear my thoughts about them?’
And that was exactly Dabi’s plan, and hopefully make Reader hate heroes, but that might be a long shot.
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