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Alleyways and Avenues.
Part 3 of 4 | pairing: Dabi x Reader | rating: T+ (suggestive themes, language) | genre: suspense
Read ‘Part 1’ here.
Read ‘Part 2’ here.
You had been so engrossed in conversation with the man you had just met, you hadn’t even realized that you had already stepped out onto the sidewalk.
A weight you hadn’t known you were carrying lifted off your chest as you stepped into the light; and almost at the same time, it seemed, your mind found a new stressor to take the previous ones place.
Maybe because you were just so shaken up at the time, you hadn’t really noticed until now, but your shirt, or whatever was left of it, was just barely hanging on by a thread; quite literally. And now, faced with the reality of being seen clearly, being perceived; you froze up.
Your face got hot and your stomach nauseous all at once, and you felt paralyzed in fear, uncertainty, and embarrassment all at the same time; like your fight or flight response was short-circuiting.
Managing at least to cover your exposed chest with your arms, a weird, guttural “AHHHGNH” left your mouth as you turned away from him in a panic and closed your eyes instinctively; bracing yourself.
But, once again proving that he was no ordinary guy, Dabi did probably the last thing you’d ever expect from a man in this position with you-
“Here,” you heard his smooth voice say, and you felt a piece of fabric be placed on your back, “take my sweatshirt.”
Opening your eyes, you turned back around slowly while a shaky hand reached around to grab the garment on your back. After you maneuvered it probably not so gracefully over your head, you looked up at him, to see his head quickly turn away.
Was he blushing?
You certainly were. “Thank you.” You breathed out, probably for like the millionth time that night. “God, I’m sorry I keep saying that.” He was probably so tired of hearing it by now. “I’m not usually such a mess.”
Though he just shrugged, “Don’t mention it.”
Taking a moment to just breathe, you tried to steady your heart rate; but found it hard when the smell of his cologne wafted all too pleasantly into your nose from his borrowed clothes. It smelled so…clean. Like expensive sandalwood and fresh air , with just the faintest hint of smoke.
Shooting a quick glance over to where he stood, you noticed that he wasn’t wearing much under his sweatshirt; just a tight white tank top that clung onto his clearly taught body way too well. But, even more peculiar than that, were the scars that seemed to run all along his body.
He had what looked like two different types of skin making up his body, held together simply by titanium staples; and, if you looked close enough, you were pretty sure you could even see a bit through the gaps.
It was like he was some kind of handsome, generous, human-Frankenstein; a gift from above meant to save you from yet another soul crushing identity wiping experience.
But, why? Who was he? What was he getting out of this?
Finally catching your breath enough to stand up straight, you cleared your throat a bit awkwardly, “okay, cool. Thank you,” fuck, “I think we can keep walking now.”
Motioning for you to lead the way, you watched the subtle way his muscles flexed when he moved his arms. “After you, doll.” He said, flashing you that dashingly handsome smile, making you feel a bit less embarrassed again; amongst other things.
However, you decided, you were still only just blushing right now from being so exposed in front of him earlier; that’s all. “We’re almost there.” You tried to assure him, hopefully he wasn’t beginning to get annoyed with you.
When you glanced up at him, though, he seemed to be looking around the area with a disquieted expression. “You live around here?” He asked, eyes scanning over the shanty apartment buildings and hoards of people that were adorning the area currently.
Still on the outskirts of Midori, the neighborhood you were currently residing in was riddled with social outcasts, vagrants, and other societal rejects; it was a hotbed of criminal activity at any time of day, you could always find someone up to no good here if you were looking for it.
Even now, around 2am, as you and Dabi walked along the street you passed huddles of people working on bikes in the corner or passing around a pipe while talking and laughing.
A sheepish smile took over your face as you tried to shrug it off a bit. “Sometimes.”
Sometimes? Dabi quickly realized, amongst all your vague statements and peculiar reasons for roaming such dangerous streets so late, why you might be acting so strange.
But he decided to stay quiet, at least for now.
As he continued to follow you, he watched the way you maneuvered yourself through the crowds of people almost expertly; he might’ve even lost you once or twice, if it wasn’t so easy to spot the obviously lewd stares you seemed to get from every other man that walked past you.
Watching the way they looked at you like meat made him scowl; he even ended up walking straight into one of the guys whose eyes were lingering just a bit too long on your figure. Fucker should’ve been paying attention instead of drooling like an animal.
“Watch it.” Dabi seethed, towering over the short, grubby mole of a man that stood in his way. It almost looked like, for a second, that the man was going to try and say something back; but he quickly realized who was standing in front of him.
The small man’s eyes grew wide as the moon as he side-stepped quickly out of the way. “S-sorry.” He stuttered, bowing his head a bit as Dabi walked past him.
You watched the entire scene unfold behind you as you stood still for a moment to wait for Dabi to catch up realizing that, in his large size, he probably wasn’t able to weave through the crowd as quickly as you could.
But, judging based on the way he was able to clear a path for himself just by looking at people, you started to think maybe he really wasn’t just some random loan shark.
“Sorry ‘bout that,” Dabi said while walking up to you, throwing back one more nasty glare toward that guys direction, “some people have no manners.”
Finally, when he caught up to you, you began to turn back around to guide him, but felt a hand on your shoulder; stopping you.
The contact made you jump a little, and your stomach suddenly felt bubbly.
“Stay a little closer to me this time,” he said, looking down at you with a small smile, “for my sake. Yeah?”
The implication that he was the one who needed you right now made you feel a bit lighter, and you looked into his bright eyes.
You took his hand off of your shoulder, and held it lightly in your own. “Sure.” Your hand was definitely shaking, and maybe a little sweaty, but you tried your best to pretend like you didn’t notice, and continued guiding him through the crowds.
As you trekked forward, you saw the entrance to your building approaching, and felt a pit build in your stomach. Your journey was just about to come to an end.
Slowing your steps ever so slightly, you moved toward the front door, releasing the tight grip you hadn’t realized you had on his hand…but not completely. You couldn’t; not yet.
You didn’t want to.
“____!” An unfortunately familiar voice said, pulling you violently from your thoughts. “You got my fuckin money tonight or what?”
Dabis face immediately twisted up like he ate something sour; but managed to refrain himself. For now.
He watched in silence as you turned to face the wrinkled old hag that stood in the doorway. Her clothes were faded and torn, and her mousy hair looked like it was tied in a messy knot on top her head.
Still though, you obeyed her, and a pang shot through his heart; he knew what this was.
“Here.” You said, voice low as you reached into the pocket you had sewn inside your skirt.
She snatched the wad of cash from your hands with a scowl, “Feels light.”
The embarrassing sting of tears in your eyes didn’t help the worthless, empty feeling she was causing to build inside you. “It was a slow night for me.” You said through gritted teeth. She always had to make sure she humiliated you before she let you inside.
Only, the woman in front of you seemed to get more displeased. “Worthless whore,” she spat, raising her hand to you, “just like your mothe-“
And then, suddenly, she stopped;
“Alright,” Dabi interjected, his tall figure stepping in between you and the woman, catching her wrist in a grip so painful she screamed out in anguish, “I think we’re done here.”
“Hey!” She screamed, trying fruitlessly to twist out of his tight grasp, “that bitch belongs to me, until she pays off her families debt.”
But Dabis expression remained the same, “im familiar with how your little trafficking scheme works,” his eyes darkened ever so slightly, “been to a few of these myself in my spare time.” He smirked down at her, his lip twisting up a bit in disgust as he scanned the disorderly room in the house behind her, “but never one as fucked as this place.”
Finally, Dabi released the woman’s arm.
“What do you want?”
His eyebrow raised in amusement at her attitude, but he wasn’t in the mood to do any cleanup tonight on account of reckless behavior, so he was really trying to reel it in right now; besides, he didn’t want to frighten you any further. Despite the fact he thought you looked incredibly hot with that tear stained expression on your face.
He glanced behind himself to see you still standing right where he left you, looking up at him with those big, gorgeous eyes that he suddenly realized he never wanted to look away from;
“The girl.” Dabi said, looking back at the old hag.
Your ears perked up. What did he say?
Her eyes narrowed upon hearing the request, and from a quick glance back into the open door of the house, she saw some of the other girls had begun to gather around the door. They had acquired an audience.
“¥500,000.” She demanded, though her voice now wavered a bit as she spoke, “that’s the debt still left by her parents.”
But Dabi just laughed sharply, making everyone jump a little in surprise; you could cut the tension in the air with a knife.
Taking another dauntingly close step towards her, he positioned his face so close to hers, she could now clearly see the dangerous gleam in his eyes;
“How about,” he breathed out, patience running thin, “I take the girl,” taking a quick glance back into the house, he saw a full crowd of young girls hanging by the door. Watching, waiting; hoping.
But, Dabi could only do so much good for one night.
“And,” he lowered his voice to just a hush, “you get keep on running your whore house without having to worry about me coming back and burning it down while you all sleep.” Smiling eerily, Dabis stare never faltered; if anything, it only grew watching the womans face as she realized she had lost.
With just a huff, and a sharp turn of her heel, the miserable old woman stomped back into the house; yelling at the other girls to ‘get back to work!’ Before slamming the door shut behind her.
Releasing a small sigh, Dabi looked down for a moment and closed his eyes; his chest felt tight.
“Thank you.” Your soft voice said, hitting Dabis ears pleasantly and pulling him from his somber thoughts after the emotional exchange that had just transpired.
He turned his head around to face you; you were still standing just right behind him, close enough he could feel your body heat, and even smell your perfume. It was so sweet, like strawberries.
“B-but,” you stuttered, causing his ears to perk up, though, you seemed to have lost your words. Twiddling your thumbs, you suddenly found it impossible to look up at him. Your mind started to race. What were you gonna do? “I don’t have anywhere else to go.”
Though, you felt his cold fingers lift your chin up gently to look at him.
He held a soft expression on his face, one very different from the one you saw just moments ago. “You can stay with me, even if it’s just for the night.” Dropping his hand down from your chin to your side, he took your hand in his own lightly, “if you want.”
Staying quiet for a moment, you didn’t know what to say; your face got a bit hot again.
Though you felt his hand give yours a light squeeze, and you saw him smile a bit. “I can take the couch for the night.”
A small part of you, the one that was still scared and felt all alone, told you to run; that you’d never be able to make it out here on your own and trusting a stranger out of the blue like this, no matter what he may have done for you, was a stupid decision that was only going to get into deeper shit;
But, another part, the one that felt a bit more daring, told you that this was your chance; you had to go for it.
Taking in a deep breath, you tried your best to put on a smile. Looks like your adventure was only beginning.
“Okay.”
A/N: ahhhhhh loved writing this ! I never know where it’s going when I start tbh I’m as surprised as yall sometimes. Part 4 coming soon !
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Alleyways and Avenues.
Part 2 of 4 | pairing: Dabi x Reader | rating: T (language, themes) | genre: suspense
Read ‘Part 1’ here.
Read ‘Part 3’ here.
You soon fell into a comfortable silence walking down the alleyway; He was guiding you by leading the way slightly, but you stayed close to his side.
Looking up at him, you watched the way his shaggy black hair flopped slightly with every step he took, and the way it seemed to shine so brightly under the sparse street lights. “Do you dye your hair?” You finally squeaked out.
He turned his head back to look down at you, and you saw a small smile curling on his deliciously plump lips- not that you were looking or anything.
“On occasion.” His smooth voice hit your ears pleasantly, “surprised you noticed.” Turning his head back around, he trekked forward a few more steps in silence while he shoved his hands inside his pockets. It almost looked like he was trying to think of a way to say something, but you beat him to it.
“Why did you help me?”
And as soon as the words left your mouth, he immediately stopped walking, and just stood there facing away from you for a second, in silence; declining to answer. At least at first, so you decided to ask again, “why would you help me if you didn’t have to?”
Finally, he turned around to face you, and while you weren’t necessarily expecting anything, the look on his face surprised you.
“I wasn’t helping you.” He said rather plainly.
His expression lacked in emotional investment, and the aloof look in his eyes seemed to come on all at once. It was mildly startling, but you didn’t feel any ill will directed towards you so tried to remain calm.
You stared up at him in silence, trying to decipher the moment you were in. Both of you simply stood facing each other in the dark alleyway, waiting for something to happen next.
Though he seemed to break the tension that was building in the air by throwing you a small smile, which, you hate to admit, made your heart skip a beat. “You don’t know who I am, do you?”
Your face must’ve twisted up into a funny expression at his inquiry, because he laughed a bit at your innocent response. “No, am I supposed to?”
The air around you two suddenly turned light and warm again as you felt his demeanor softening once more. “Not necessarily.” The dark haired man took a moment to lock eyes with you while you walked, and you felt your heart race for some reason as he stared into your eyes with his strikingly beautiful blue ones. Though, he averted his gaze down with a smile still on his lips, while he began to lead you down the alleyway again. “Can I ask you something?”
“Shoot.”
“Why were you walking around back alleys past midnight in the midori prefecture?”
Which was a fair question; the midori prefecture is known as one of the most dangerous in Japan due to prolific crime and poverty that seems to mark the territory. But now, it seems as if it were your turn to be tongue-tied.
Staying silent, you stared up the man walking in front you with apprehension; the way you played the next few moments could be a matter of life and death.
What you were doing in that area so late at night wasn’t exactly legal, nor respected. If you were to admit this to the average citizen, there was a great chance you’d be putting your own freedom at risk.
Though, this man was obviously no ordinary citizen; He was also walking around that same prefecture past midnight, and had this certain air about him that felt as far from organized society as it could get.
But that’s also what scared you- he killed someone in front of you mere moments ago, and he admitted that it was not for the purpose of any benefit to you. He was planning on doing that anyway, so who’s to say he won’t hurt you when he finds out what you are.
Or worse.
“I, uh,” you stuttered, suddenly finding yourself engrossed with twiddling your fingers, “just had some business to take care of there.” Which was not far from the truth, but hopefully vague enough to keep your secret.
Looking back up at his face to see his reaction, you saw his brows scrunched together in question; but he declined to comment on it. It seems as if you were off the hook; at least for now.
“That’s actually why I was there, too.” The man explained, allowing you to drop the previous subject, “that guy that you were having trouble with,” he said with slight emphasis on the word ‘trouble’, “he was in that alley hiding from me.”
His statement caused a jittery feeling to build inside you once more. But, admittedly, you were intrigued; and you must’ve looked it too, because he seemed to answer your question without you even having to ask it.
“Guy was late on a couple pretty substantial payments to my boss,” he said with a shrug, “I was just doing my part of the job to hold the guy accountable.”
Accountable, huh? “So, you’re a loan shark?”
He released a hearty laugh upon hearing your question, and looked down at you with a dashingly handsome smile. “Amongst other things, yeah I suppose.”
Your cheeks suddenly felt hot as he looked at you, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his own; and you felt a small laugh bubble up out of your own chest.
As you continued walking down the alleyway, the conversation between you two flowed easily, and you noticed that the feeling of fear you held in your stomach earlier, had dissipated, and was replaced with something else.
Though as luck would have it, your journey with him through the alleyway, seemed to be coming to an end as you approached the well-lit street ahead.
A/N: ahhhhh part 2 omg ! What do you think the reader is hiding ? Why wouldn’t she want to tell Dabi? And now that the walk is over, where will the story take our two new friends next?
#my hero academy fanfiction#my hero imagines#bnha fanfiction#boku no hero acedamia#dabi x female reader#boku no hero dabi#dabi imagine#dabi x reader#reader x Dabi#mha dabi#dabi my hero academia#dabi todoroki#dabi x you
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Moments | Shigaraki
The Moments Series | pairing: Shigaraki x reader | words: approx 500 | rating: M | genre: smut
“Shut up!” Shigaraki hissed, shoving your face down into the pillow you were crouching over, “I don’t want the rest of them to know I’m back yet.”
But you could hardly think, let alone control the deep moans that emanated out of your chest each time he bottomed out inside you. After he hit a particularly sensitive spot, though, you squeaked; rather loud.
He spanked your ass hard enough for you to yelp, only to have him grab your head by your hair, and cover your mouth with his hand roughly. “What did I just say?”
Your muffled ‘sorry’ was barely audible, and you felt him tugging on your hair harder while he chuckled evilly from behind you.
Grabbing your hips with a painful grip, he smashed his hips into yours, his big cock filling up your bruised hole so violently, you couldn’t help but scream again.
“Ahhh-“ you cried, tears gathering at the corners of your eyes due to the sting, “yo-your s-so fucking b-big.” But as much as it hurt, you felt so turned on. You loved it when he let his animalistic side take over and just pound the shit out of you; he was usually relatively gentle.
Not right now though, that was for sure.
He kept a steady pace, his insane length hitting your cervix every time; you tried to jump forward and squirm around in his grip to adjust, but he wouldn’t let you.
You felt another sharp pain across your ass. “Why do you keep trying to run away from me?” Abruptly, you felt him pull out, and the delicious sting of him inside you was gone.
It made you feel so empty suddenly and-
“Are you whining now?!” You heard him scoff, his strong hands suddenly grabbing your sides painfully and wantonly flipping you over.
As you laid on your back, you were able to look up at him for just a second, and finally saw the lecherous look in his eyes; it was kind of scary.
You kind of liked it.
Though you were pulled from your thoughts when his hand clasped around your throat suddenly, and you felt him position himself at your entrance.
“Such a fucking slut for me,” He breathed, his face inching closer over yours as he studied the way your face changed every time he ran his tip along your folds; the way your body squirmed around in his grasp. “So fucking pretty.”
You started to feel that nagging aching feeling again, “Shiggy,” you breathed out, your face twisting up a bit as if you were in pain, “please I ne-AHH”
Before you were even able to finish begging, he shoved himself inside you so violently you couldn’t help but scream again. You tried to say something but you couldn’t; Your voice came out to the cadence of his rapid thrusts, and your words were just a jumbled mess. It even felt like you might have been drooling a little bit, too.
Your eyes started to close in pure ecstasy as he fucked and stuffed you harder than anyone had ever before, but you felt his hand across your cheek as he slapped you awake; and grabbed your face to make you look at him.
He was so in love with you. Even now, after everything, after the way he’s treated you, the way he fucks you; you look at him with more love and admiration in your eyes for him than anyone he’s ever seen.
There’s no way he’s letting you go now.
A/N: ahhhh I wrote something! This is just a quick lil series I’m doing about “moments” w/the characters, they’ll range from all ratings and genres !
#my hero academy fanfiction#my hero imagines#bnha fanfiction#boku no hero acedamia#shigaraki x reader#shigaraki imagine#tomura x y/n#tomura imagine#shigaraki x you
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Alleyways and Avenues.
Part 1 of 4 | Pairing: Dabi x Reader | rating: T (language) | genre: suspense
Read ‘Part 2’ here.
Read ‘Part 3’ here.
“Hey!” A deep voice called out behind you.
fuck. Just keep walking.
“Hey!” The voice called out again, louder this time. “I’m talking to you!” The pace of your footsteps picked up; but so did theirs.
Looking ahead, there was still a few hundred feet of dark alleyway to walk until you arrived at the next street. Maybe if you just ran a little faster-
“HEY!” The man screamed in your ear, grabbing your arm and shoulder firmly enough to yank you back, trapping you between his dauntingly tall body and the wall. You screamed and thrashed around, obviously trying to escape but he wouldn’t let you. “Ya’know itss rude t’ ignore people.” He slurred, and you could smell the alcohol wafting off his stale breath.
“Let go!” You yelled, trying fruitlessly to push away against his giant smelly, bloated belly and grubby hands that violated more and more of you with each second that passed. Yelping and jumping around when he began to pull and tug at your skirt or they to go around the hem, you felt the sting of tears in your eyes as the panic began to set in. You were really fucked this time.
The evil man chuckled at your expression, a sinister look in his eyes as he continued to make you feel humiliated, violated, and small “Whats wrong little girl? M’ybe now youll be nicseee to me like y’sshould’a been.”
Trying to fight off his hands that were attacking your skirt, you weren’t able to stop him from ripping your shirt off; and him nearly choking you with the fabric on accident in the process.
His eyes glazed over watching you gag. “Such prtty sounds.” Shoving you down onto your knees in front of him, you cried out with pain when you hit the gravel floor;
and when you looked up again to see him reaching for his belt, you couldnt help it anymore; big ugly sobs began to escape you. Your heart was beating a thousand miles a minute and your face was hot, and if you didn’t pass out or throw up in the next few minutes you felt like your body might implode.
Though the man only smiled more, “s’pretty lookin up at me like that.” He finally succeeded with his belt buckle, and began to discard it. “What a good gi-“ then suddenly, he stopped talking.
Feeling his dead weight suddenly buckle down on you, you released another high pitched scream, and almost began to sobbing uncontrollably. But as fate would have it, someone seemed to have yanked the mans body off of you almost as quickly as it fell.
Looking up with a tear-stained expression on your messy face, you encountered the face of a man even more daunting than the one before; Only it seemed as if maybe, fate might be on your side for this one.
“You okay?” He said, extending out his hand to help you up. At first, you hesitated; But eventually decided to take the offer to help you up.
“Yeah.” Your voice was raspy, and you didn’t feel very confident when you spoke. It was like your body was still stuck, frozen in that moment. Despite your mind going a thousand miles a minute, you couldn’t seem to form a coherent thought. You couldn’t speak.
Taking a moment to look at him, you were shocked by how striking his features were. You hadn’t noticed at first, but his piercing blue eyes complemented is dark hair and sharp features impeccably, while all his piercings served to accentuate his more alternative look.
He seemed dissatisfied with your answer by the way his lips pursed in response, but didn’t try to stop you.
“No, really.” You assured him, taking a small step back and trying your best to muster up a smile. “I’ll be okay.” But as soon as you said it, a voice in your head wondered.
Will you?
Trying to walk away, you turned around, and were met with his body standing in front of you once more. Though, his movements and body language didn’t feel aggressive. When you glanced up at his face he almost looked worried to you, but why? It’s not like he’s the weak one here.
“Why don’t you let me walk you home?” The dark haired man said, and despite your initial hesitation, you decided it was probably a good idea.
If he wanted to hurt you, he could’ve done it by now.
“O-okay.” You managed to squeak out. Though, before beginning the journey back home with a man who you just met, no matter how heroic he may seem, you decided that you should probably at least ask one question. “What’s your name?”
A soft smile etched itself on the mans marred lips after you asked, and you tried to ignore how handsome you thought he looked in that moment. “You can call me Dabi.” He said, waiting you for you to lead the way.
Looking between him, and the dark alleyway that lay ahead, somehow, suddenly, you weren’t scared anymore.
“I’m ____.”
To Be Continued…
A/N: aggh i’ve had this idea in my head for a long time I just thought I’d hammer it out. I’m working on so many things at the same time and I’m about to graduate college but I want you guys to know I literally think about this blog every single day.
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Believe it or not, I’m about to finish the Incel Shigaraki fic i been writing for soooooooo long now that inspired my head cannons, but i just wanna do a good job u know ! LOL u guys deserve my best sometimes I think about maybe posting mini ones but like ugh call me old fashioned i love a long fic always. I want all the heat all the deets LOLLLLLL okay anyway beat me up i deserve it ! But once i finish my essay for school on jurisprudential analysis i will finish this fic maybe before lmaooooooooooooooo
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I’m still alive ! I will post something today, I’m so sorry I’ve been Mia
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I just got three reblogs in a row AND one comment omg guys I love you I’m crying :,))) I promise imma have more stuff out soon omg ! U deserve it I used to be so good about posting what happened to me
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Some drawings i did of Kets4eki because i am kind of obsessed with his music rn 🔥
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Jealous!bakugo nsfw pls?
A/N: Hey! Sorry I’ve been so MIA life is so crazy and I always be tryna find time to write but there’s too many situations where ppl can see my screen then I feel I like I can’t be as creatively nasty as I want LMAO but anyways ! A short lil nsfw for yall not v proofread bc I JUST wanted to post so bad hopefully I ain’t do too bad lmao
Pairing: Reader x Bakugo | Rating: M | words: 500ish | genre: smut
You cried out, placing your hands on the headboard in front of you to steady your body as Bakugo continued slamming into you harder than he ever had before. “Fu-Fu-Fuck, bab-by.” Every word came out between high pitched moans that you couldn’t help but release every time he shoved himself completely inside you; filling you up more than you thought you could handle. Not that you could move if you wanted to, though, with the death grip he had on your hips.
The noises you made only served to amp him up more, and he grabbed your neck from behind, choking you and straightening your back as he brought his face to your ear. “Call out my name, you fucking slut.” He spat, his grip tightening on your neck causing a deep moan to release from inside your chest. His rhythm never faltered, and he even began to fuck you harder; if that was even possible. “I want everyone to hear how you scream for me, baby.” He growled lowly in your ear, and the icy tone it carried sent a shiver down your spine.
Tears gathered in the corner of your eyes from the delicious sting of his hard length stretching you out. “Ba-kugohhh! Ah-,” you tried to slink forward to help your body adjust to his bruising thrusts and impossible girth, but he was holding you in place; forcing you to take it all. “oh-oh my god. Ba-” Every thrust he made caused a gasp or whimper to escape your lips, something Bakugou absolutely loved about fucking you.
Especially considering you two were in his dorm right now, and he was positive your screams were being heard by his neighbor through the wall.
The annoying memory of you cozying up to Todoroki and fawning over him, alongside all the other class 1-A girls earlier today, played briefly through Bakugous mind, causing the scowl on his face to grow even larger.
Gripping your ass almost painfully, he spanked you loudly before emitting a deep groan from his chest himself; he loved seeing your ass jiggle like that for him. “You like when I pound your pretty pussy baby?” He asked, earning an overly-eager nod from you that just served to inflate his ego even more. Staring down at you folded in front of him, he grabbed your hips and pulled you into one of his thrusts particularly hard, and the scream you let out because of it caused an evil smile to grow on his lips. His hips made another violent snap while his hands held you in place. “You like being my little fuck-doll?”
“Yes, daddy.” Your words were breathless and weak as you were lost in the feeling of him filling you up with such delicious ferocity. Turning your head back, you caught his predatory gaze, making him smirk; before slowing his pace down only for a second, and then thrusting back into you so hard you genuinely screamed.
Bakugo grinned wide hearing you scream so loud beneath him, and delivered another harsh blow to your butt before the sounds of his balls slapping violently against your wet pussy consumed the entire room. You tried to stifle your screams by shoving your face down into the mattress, but felt his hand immediately tangle in your hair and yank your head back up roughly, eliciting another loud yelp from you. “Don’t you dare hold back now, baby.” he hissed, mouth so close to your ear you could feel his breath. “Tell them you’re mine.” He let go suddenly, pushing your face down forward a bit while he positioned himself back on his knees above you again. Grabbing both your hips roughly, Bakugo pulled you into his thrust, the force and his girth delivering pleasure so good your mind went blank for a second; all you were able to think about was how nice it felt when he bottomed out in you.
“Bakugou!” You screamed, barely able to hold yourself up on your elbows,
His hands struck your ass again, and the loud sound bounced off the walls along with the sound of his skin smacking against yours with every thrust. “Again.” He hissed, delivering another harsh blow to your butt that was surely turning red at this point.
“Fuck!” You cried out, borderline sobbing from the overstimulation, “th-this is your p-pussy Bakugou.” Lost in the feeling of being so overpowered, your mind felt fuzzy and, you could have swore a bit of drool just dripped from your mouth onto the mattress.
After he delivered yet another loud slap onto your butt, you felt his hands snake around your neck from behind, pulling you closer to him while he choked you. You whimpered, now taking his impossible length even deeper as he held your airway tight and body rigidly beneath him.
“That’s it baby,” you heard him coo, and hearing him praise you like that made you smile and hum happily in response; you may have even giggled a little bit but you couldnt help it, you had never felt this before. You’d do anything to please him, and the thought of him using you however he wanted- there was nothing you found sexier.
He finally let go, shoving your face down into the bed briefly while he pushed himself back up, and returned to a steady pace.
You looked over your shoulder to see his red eyes glazed over as he stared at where he entered you, watching himself disappear as your tight, creamy pussy sucked him in.
His mouth hung open as his strokes became slow, and his eyes shifted intently from where he was looking, and back to your face, watching your expression contort each time when bottomed out inside you. Suddenly pulling your body onto his length by grabbing your hips, Bakugou pulled you against him, placing an arm across your stomach and chest to make sure your back was pressed flush against him; you began to squirm a bit as you let out small whimpers, the entirety of his length a bit too much for you to take in this position, but he made sure to hold you steady.
“Mmmmm,” he hummed, his lips brushing your ear, “such a good little girl for me.” Holding you in the same position, you felt each breath he took against your skin as he whispered, “you can take it for me, cant you baby?”
And of course, you nodded immediately, a whine escaping your lips as he pushed himself just a bit further.
“Anything for you, Katsuki.”
#my hero academy fanfiction#my hero imagines#bnha fanfiction#mha bakugo katsuki#mha bakugo x reader#bakugou x y/n#bakugou fluff#katsuki bakugo imagine#katsuki bakugo#katsuki bakugo mha
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I’m gonna post !!!! I have a Bakugo nsfw that just needs editing and an incel Shiggy one that just needs an ending 🥴🥴
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Incel!Shigaraki x Reader Headcannons
Pairing: Shigaraki x Reader | Rating: M | Words: n/a | genre: smut/fluff
‘Incel!Shigaraki Headcannons’ part 1 Read Here
Incel!Shigaraki not knowing what to do with you when he finally gets you alone, and starts to act like an aggressive, slightly awkward teenage horndog because he just doesnt know any other way to deal with the emotions he tried to suppress for so long He stared down at you, maybe too intensely, he realized after your eyes began to grow wide with fear. When he tried to extend his hand toward you to help you up, you let out a small squeak and coiled away like he was going to hit you. He scoffed, “you don’t have to be afraid of me.” Though as he felt his expression turn sour, he tried hard to change it; hes not going to throw away all his hard work and planning by hurting you. Shigaraki grit his teeth, and forced out an awkward smile, his gloved hand still extended to where you sat on the bed. Though suddenly, he felt your hand clasp around his, pulling his body down to fall on top of yours on his bed, his cheeks flushing when he hears the little giggle you let out as he plopped down onto your small figure. He would’ve scrambled to get up, would’ve yelled at you out of embarrassment and probably would’ve told you to fuck off, but you were, well, you. So he’ll let you get away with it; Shigaraki was becoming fearful of how much he was willing to let you get away with, actually. The way your thigh begins to rub against the strain in his pants makes him involuntarily release a small groan, and he couldn’t help but wrap his fingers snuggly around your neck in an attempt to make you submit. But when he glanced at your face, your eyes were fluttering closed while a dazed smile stretched across your lips. Despite the shiver that ran down his spine after seeing the effect he had on you, his voice was like silk in your ear when he whispered, “Not so afraid of me anymore, hmm?”
Incel!Shigaraki becoming obsessed with the little sounds and squeaks and moans that you let out basically every time he touches you, so much so that sometimes he will just come over to knead and kiss and slap at your skin to hear you cry out for him Laying on your stomach, you were lounging around on Shigarakis bed, playing a Pokémon game he downloaded to his switch for you the night before. You were completely enthralled with the game, and had stayed up practically all night playing it, so your tired eyes missed Shigarakis quiet entrance. When his hand landed a loud ‘slap’ against your skin you jumped up instinctively, turning your head quickly to see it was only him, you smiled sweetly and greeted him. Though before you could finish asking how his day was, he lunged toward your body, squeezing and gripping your hips while he pulled you into his chest, making you squeal and giggle a bit. “Tha-that tic-tickles!” You cried out, only to hear him laugh heartily in response, and throw your body back onto the bed. Laying on your back, he moved in between your open legs to tickle your sides, though his touches and squeezes quickly moved on from having such innocent intentions. Before you knew it one of his slender hands was kneading your breast gently under your shirt while the other snaked it’s way down to tease you through your underwear; A sinister smile spread across his lips as he peered down at you, dragging the tips of his fingers over where your now swollen clit lay, causing tears of frustration to well up in the corner of your eyes while you released a loud whine that sounded more desperate than you’d like to admit. “Fuck,” he breathed out, “keep making those fucking sounds. Shit.”
Incel!Shigarki finding comfort in knowing whenever his day is particularly annoying or harrowing, he can find relief by cuddling up to your naked body He climbed into bed faster than usual, though you were still groggy, and upon opening your eyes, you saw the light purple tint in the sky through the window. It must’ve been the early hours of the morning, just before the sun came up. But your thoughts were directed back into reality as you felt him aggressively try to shrug off the pair of (his) ratty boxers you wore to bed that night. Helping him out, you lifted your bottom half to let him slide them off. “I thought I told you that you weren’t allowed to wear pants to bed.” He said, slightly annoyed though mostly he was just desperate to feel your soft, supple skin against his own. You mumbled something about him being out on his mission anyways when you had fallen asleep, though your sentence was interrupted by a loud yawn. When you felt his figure finally take its place beside your own you couldn’t help but snuggle lovingly into his wam chest. You nuzzled your head under his chin and wiggled your body as close to his as you physically could, hearing him release a few soft groans and whimpers as you clutched him tighter. “I’m sorry, daddy.” Your soft voice moaned out as you drifted back into a comfortable sleep. But, before you dozed off completely, you felt his hands squeeze and grip at the flesh of your ass while tugging and playing with the thong you were wearing. Smiling sweetly, you simply hugged him tighter and appreciated the feeling of his hands on you.
Incel!Shigaraki loosing control of his load way quicker than he ever expected, and, without even telling you, buries himself to the hilt inside of you and just lets himself release, relishing the way your walls clench around him even harder as he shoots his hot cum inside of you Your eyes widened suddenly when you felt his weight relax onto your back while he breathed hard into the crook of your neck. “Tomura!” You yelled, looking back incredulously, wondering why he wasn’t in as much of a panic as you. He simply smiled back at you, a lazy grin spread across his lips and his lidded eyes held a look of total relaxation. Telling you not to worry about it, he slid out of you slowly, and admired watching his seed spill out of your sopping hole as he did. A satisfied chuckle released from Tomura chest as he saw the evidence of him staking his claim ruin his sheets underneath you guys. He took his two fingers, and ran them through your folds, dipping inside your bullied hole quickly to coat his fingers in the mixture of juices before putting them in front of your lips. You stared up at him, still on all fours, and saw the intensity of his dark lecherous gaze hadn’t subdued; you knew what he wanted you to do. Taking them in your mouth while keeping eye contact, you looked up at him longingly, and sucked on his fingers with an appreciative sigh leaving your body once you did. “Good girl.” He praised, petting you on the head, and making you smile and close your eyes while you continued to suck. There was nothing you loved more than pleasing him.
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Also he can keep her warm in his foreskin and carry her when they’re on walks and I think that’s beautiful
Just imagining the cutest couple ever out of Shoji and Asui bc of that one time the horn girl was battling shoji and made a comment about how he looked gross, and Shoji just said, “It’s alright, im used to people being afraid of me.”
And Tsu with her cute frog voice just having the biggest crush on him because come on he’s hot and they both share amphibious or reptile like quirks, and going “I don’t think you’re scary, Shoji. I think you’re actually…really cute, ribbit.”
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This is the hottest picture of midoriya I’ve ever seen idk why
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Possessive!Todoroki x Reader Headcannons
Pairing: Reader x Todoroki | Words: n/a | Rating: M | genre: smut
Possessive!Todoroki who has a bad habit of glaring at any guy who has the nerve to look in your direction when he’s with you he knows he shouldn’t let it bother him, everyone has eyes after all. And, its not like other guys can really help but to look at you when your beauty easily commands the attention of anyone when you first walk into a room. But, Todoroki cant help but feel territorial when he sees the way that these men are looking at you, their eyes lingering too long over the parts of your body that were rather exposed by the rather skimpy outfits you liked to wear. As you bent down to retrieve a pair of pants you had been shopping for on the bottom shelf, Todoroki caught a glimpse of the neon blue underwear you were wearing when your mini skirt hiked up. While he should have been able to just enjoy the show, the two guys who had been staring at you from across the room began to mutter a bit louder. When he looked over to see them smirking in your direction, he couldn’t help but scowl. “Hey ____,” he called, causing you to look up at him, “let me hold onto those for you while you shop.” You smiled sweetly, handing over the items in your hand with a smile, though felt a bit surprised when your usually-reserved boyfriend suddenly pulled you into a tight embrace, and left a long, sloppy kiss on your lips that made your knees go a bit weak. Though, before he let you go, Todoroki made sure to make eye contact with the two men who were still staring at you, and snaked his hand under your skirt to give your exposed cheeks a pretty harsh squeeze, making you yelp out a bit in surprise. You hit him playfully, asking what had gotten into him with a small laugh, and then proceeded to pull his arm to follow you into the dressing rooms so you could model your choices for him. Before he left however, Todoroki made sure to turn his head back, and shoot a smirk over at two men who now held angry looks on their face.
Possessive!Todoroki who usually doesn’t like PDA, but is suddenly grabbing you and pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, all because he heard someone Kaminari talking about your body after receiving your updated, and more skin tight, hero costume Shoving your body against the wall in the hallway, he placed his hands aggressively around your waist, squeezing your soft skin and making you mewl out loudly. You tried to speak up in protest, but were quickly silenced by another bruising kiss that simply felt too good to stop. Giving in, you grabbed his face and pulled him in closer, inhaling his scent deeply as you sighed into the kiss and tangled your hands through his soft hair. When he felt you gently tug at his strands he released a deep groan from inside his chest, only causing his urge to devour you right then and there to grow even more. Placing his hands under your butt, he almost effortlessly lifted you up, prompting your legs to go around his waist as he held you against his body and the wall. The warmth he felt on his stomach from where your core was pressed against him sent the blood rushing straight to his dick; Suddenly, he wasn’t worried about the footsteps he heard approaching from down the hall, and growled lowly in your ear, “that new slutty little costume for me?”
Possessive!Todoroki getting extra aggressive in battle against anyone who dares bring your name up “I’ve never seen Icy-Hot so riled up before”
Possessive!Todoroki claiming his territory by leaving hickies on your thighs in the area right where your skirt rides up You walked into the classroom with tentative steps, trying fruitlessly to pull your skirt down just a few more centimeters. “Hey, ____, what happened to your leg?” Midoriya asked, causing a light red color to flush your cheeks. Stammering out some lame excuse about training that only Midoriya believed, you sat down at your desk, still being able to feel Todoroki biting and sucking your legs after an extra aggressive session yesterday. Turning your head back to glance at him with a now bright-red blush, you saw him sitting there, looking away but obviously listening, based on the shit-eating grin on his face.
Possessive!Todoroki taking you to his room and fucking the absolute shit out of you, hoping all the other guys can hear how you scream for him He smirks, looking down at you screaming and moaning for him; just turning into an absolute mess on his dick all pretty and sprawled out for him. The way you gazed up at him so lovingly while he pounded into you, grabbing and squeezing your boobs that were swinging with the force from his thrusts, made him absolutely feral. He also noticed, if he managed to hit the right spot with just the right amount of ferocity, there was this high-pitched squeak that came from the back of your throat that just seemed to turn something on inside him, knowing he was the one making you sound like that. Grabbing your throat with a light but firm grip, he leered into your wide eyes, and pulled back abruptly so that he slid out of you; leaving you with a nagging, aching, empty feeling, that made you release a loud and needy whine. “Such a fucking whore for my cock,” he snickered evilly, his grip tightening as he spoke, “need me to fill you up again love?” His words were condescending and his eyes dark as they looked down at you with ferocity you didn’t usually see from him. “Then beg me for it.”
A/N: just some quick headcannons that have been in my drafts forever; Todorokis a hard one to write for me tbh
#my hero academy fanfiction#my hero imagines#todoroki x reader#todoroki x you#todoroki shouto#mha shoto#bnha fanfiction#shoto torodoki#todoroki shoto x you#my hero smut#boku no hero acedamia
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Lol so as someone who chronically posts stuff early and then continues to edit it in the days after, I just realized that if u edit something after someone reblogs it, it doesn’t update the one they reblogged; so basically theres alternate endings to the stolen hearts story depending on where u read it and tbh i think thats kinda cool damn i should really just learn to proofread
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omg can we PLS get a continuation of the Dabi story where he kidnaps and breeds todorokis gf (also i died @ the end poor Todoroki 💀
A/N: wow !!!! I’m so glad u liked it :,)) literally as a writer nothing makes my heart burst more than comments/reblogs so this rlly meant a lot :,) . Here u go ! I’m still mentally living in this world so this flowed so easily might even have to make another smut for it
The Morning After.
Pairing: Reader x Dabi | Words: 1.1k | Rating: T (suggestive themes) | genre: fluff/humor
Sequel to ‘Stolen Hearts.’ Read Here.
Waking from a deep sleep, you felt incredibly well rested, but sore nonetheless. Your arms and legs felt like jello, and for a reason you couldn’t immediately remember, the skin on your wrists and ankles were raw; and your head really seemed to hurt.
Finally finding it in yourself to open your eyes, the strong torso you had been laying on top of began to materialize in the morning sunlight shining through the window above. But, upon seeing the motley of scarred flesh and staples, you were suddenly reminded; Last night wasn’t a dream, and this wasn’t Todoroki.
Flashes of yesterday played through your mind: The capture, his reveal as Touya, the way he had you folded under him, how you were begging for more. Your heart sank as you thought about it, and without the adrenaline, lust, and exhaustion clouding your mind, you realized the true weight of everything that happened.
At least I don’t have to explain myself, for now.
Shifting your body around just a bit, you tried to pull your head off his chest to sit yourself up, but were met with resistance when the arm he had wrapped around your shoulder pulled you closer to his body.
“Mornin’ beautiful.” Dabi said, voice quiet and raspy from sleeping. When you turned your head to glance up at him, you saw his eyes still shut, and he was nestling himself further into the bed while releasing a sigh of contentment; He must not be a morning person. You did have to admit, his messy bed head and peaceful expression portrayed a softer, more sensual side of him that you weren’t expecting. Especially not after last night.
Resisting the urge to simply fall back into his embrace and sleep a little more, you continued your ascent. And, upon finally breaking free and sitting yourself up at your waist, Dabi let out an uncharacteristically whiny groan, and shoved a pillow over his head while he mumbled something about ‘five more minutes’, making you a smile a bit. Then, a few small vibrations drew your attention to the table beside his bed, where you saw not one, but two phones; One of which, had a pink sparkly case, bearing a striking similarity to the one you remember having on yours.
Tentatively reaching your arm across his body with slow movements, you grabbed it, keeping your eyes on his head for any sign he was awake, but none came. You laid back down, throwing a quick glance up at his head under the pillow once more, before pressing the button to turn on the screen.
“43 missed calls and 27 messages”
It felt like your heart was going to drop out of your stomach and a heat rose to the back of your neck as the feeling of guilt consumed you.
Fuck.
Slinking back into the bed as you slid across the screen to unlock it, your eyes read over the names of those who had tried to contact you; most of them from someone, you were dreading to have to face.
But when you opened up the thread to Todoroki, you froze when reading his messages. They began as you would have expected, asking where you were and if you were okay. But then abruptly, his tone changes. And amongst his texts, you saw what looked like screenshots of another text thread with a video playing. Your eyes went wide, realizing what videos those were.
____? Answer me. I need to know that you’re okay
What is this? ____?
Who is that guy?
My love, please tell me what’s going on
One text, however, seemed to hurt just a bit more than the rest.
Tell me this isn’t real.
A tear you hadn’t even known was there fell from your eye, and a strangled cry left your throat, finally causing the man next to you to pop his head out from under the pillow with a mischievous gleam in his eye. “Something wrong, princess?” His smooth voice drawled out, causing you to look over at him, a mortified expression on your face as more tears leaked down your cheeks.
God he wished you knew how much that turned him on.
“What did you do?” You whispered with horror, looking into his eyes to see him staring back at you with the ghost of a smile on his lips.
“What d’ya mean?” He started, shifting his position a bit so the pillow that was once over his head propped his body up a bit more. “You knew I was takin’ those videos.” The blanket had fallen down to his waist, exposing his taut muscles to you and causing your eyes to flicker down and take in the sight of his sculpted abdomen.
“I didn’t think you’d send them to…” And as much as you tried, you couldn’t get the name out of your mouth.
“Your little boyfriend?” Dabi finished for you, and you immediately wanted to hide your face. So you did, instinctively, into his bare chest, and you were met with such a pleasant aroma of cologne mingled with smoke, you didn’t even want to pull away when you heard him laugh. “Aww, bunny.” His hands and arms pulled you closer to him, and hearing his new pet name for you gave you butterflies. “We had to tell him you were mine now, somehow. Didn’t we?”
The way his deep voice vibrated through his chest as his arms held you a bit closer to his body made you blush, alongside his words. “Yours?” You didn’t mean to say it, and make yourself look needy; it just slipped out. Pulling back from his chest just a bit, you turned your head up to meet his eyes once more, and saw a softer emotion you weren’t expecting.
His lidded eyes held admiration for you, and the smile that spread itself across his lips, while devious, was genuine as well. “Well, of course babe.” He reached his arms out to pull your body flush against his own, the close proximity of your naked bodies causing the fluttering feeling in your abdomen to start again. “I didn’t go through all that just for a quick fuck.” When his lips planted a small kiss on your nose your eyes grew wide and you looked at him longingly, which he returned, making you eternally grateful. And, as he continued leaving a sloppy trail of kisses along your neck and jaw, you gasped and moaned out a bit, your eyes closing as goosebumps ran down your spine; and just like that, your troubled conscience left your mind while thoughts of Dabi consumed you. Then, he whispered, his breath tickling your ear,
“Besides, you still gotta give me my little brat, after all.”
#dabi x female reader#dabi x y/n#boku no hero dabi#dabi my hero academia#dabi imagine#dabi x reader#mha dabi#my hero academy fanfiction#my hero imagines#bnha fanfiction#boku no hero acedamia
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