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cybercl0ne · 7 months

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Mine. // Stalker Shigaraki x f!Reader // Part: Sequel

Summary: Shigaraki has been stalking you for a while now, getting confident enough to get close to you.

Tw: 18+,stalking, non-con somnophilia

You never questioned anything weird that happened in your life. Anytime something bad happened you decided it was something bound to happen and there’s nothing you can do about it. So when you found a weird and unexplainable stain on your underwear you shrugged it off and went to bed, deciding it was probably something you had dropped on it and forgot to clean it. Tonight would be no different, you were the same you always had been. Dangerously Unaware.

As you laid your head down and fell into a sleep that Shigaraki was sure you weren’t gonna wake up from he pounced into your room, his lusting eyes sizing you up and down as the adrenaline rushed through his body. “My sweet, sweet love we’re finally going to be together.” His eyes laid on your heaving form, watching as you squirmed to face him unintentionally. The thought that you “consciously” faced him made his heart flutter. He knew he needed to satiate himself and stroking his cock over you sounded tempting.

he debated with himself, deciding that it’d be quick. He pulled his already hard cock out of his pants, his cock leaping for joy at the sight of you, unaware of his presence. “Your so fucking beautiful love~ I just want to wrap myself in your body and make you mine~” he whispered to you as his thrusts and pumps became faster and sloppier. As he felt himself drawing near his release he made sure to not drop cum on you, stifling his moans into his black hoodie as he came into his tissue.

After a few moments of him calming himself down he noticed how his cock stayed hard. He felt it throb with anticipation, wanting no. Needing to feel inside you.

As his cock twitched over you, his mind grew hazy as he gently lifted the blanket off of your sleeping form. He knew at this point that this was a new low even for him and debated holding it off until he could consciously have you in his arms but his cock was leaking and begging for you. “You don’t mind, do you sweetheart? I know you’re a virgin but you’d want me to pop your cherry wouldn’t you?” He asks, not really expecting an answer, as he groped your chest. You wriggle in your sleep, fighting back waking up as he flinched, deciding that he’d have you when you were completely awake, wanting the moment to be as special for you as it is for him. With that he kissed your forehead, taking his leave and fading into the night.

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The next morning you wake up groggy and tired, trying to adjust the way your bra was somehow over your breast. As you shrugged it off you got out of your dingy pajamas clothes to change into dingy work clothes. You groaned and heaved as you flung yourself to the city transport train, counting down the minutes the train would be late this time. “I really need to get a new way to work.” You groaned to yourself, tiredly flinging yourself onto the train. As you took your seat you noticed the same people you usually did. The angsty metal head teen that always sat by the mysterious window with their headphones blasting a tad too loud, as you could sometimes depict what song they were listening today. And the coffee man, the guy who always came onto the train with his steamy hot coffee from somewhere local get it does no effect as you always catch him nodding off anyway.

You beamed at the motivation to make today worth living as you sat settled in your seat, ignoring the out of place character that was Shigaraki. how would you notice him, a hoodie that screams “killer stalker”, a constant need to hide his face, calling for attention, and his weird choice of seating weirdly next to you as there were many other places to sit. Every red flag about that man went obliviously unnoticed as you happily offered the seat next to you, with a smile on your face.

“Thanks.” The one worded man said as he found himself being unable to speak, Shigaraki’s first big move after sneaking into your house. He knew he had seen you around, followed you, and some… but he had never actually gained the courage to talk to you, let alone get so close to you while you were awake.

The rest of the ride was in silence as you checked glances at the questionable neighbor that you caught eyeing you more than a couple of times, you subtly checked to make sure you weren’t getting the wrong idea and had a spot of food on your face or something but found nothing.

As the train rolled to a screeching stop all the flooding passengers fled to where they needed to be, including you. You departed from the train, making your long walk to work.

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You sighed a breath of relief as the shift being over dawned closer and closer. You wiped down the last table before closing and gathering your stuff to leave.

Normally when walking home you knew you felt a sense of unease, but you always played it as paranoia, or a natural sense of human overthinking. As you ignored your settling gut on the instinct you find yourself walking down the dimly lit street to the train station, finding a sort of relief when it was in view. Just as you were about to reach the bright and populated station a hand tapped your shoulder.

Spooked you flashed around, your senses on alert. “Sorry didn’t mean to sneak up on you, I just recognized you from the train station earlier.” The tall, lanky, suspicious man said. You didn’t have to try hard to remember who he was, counting you had let him sit right next to you.

“oh yes, you walking to the station to?” You asked, trying to calm your nerves enough to keep conversation. For some reason you found yourself uncomfortable and confused. “Nobody lives down this street… let alone come down here. The nearest store/ restaurant was back almost a half mile away and we were closed….”

you tried to think rational, fighting with your mind as you didn’t want to make and jump to conclusions so easily.

“Where are you coming from on such an uneventful night?” You ask, keeping up a smile. The man shivered as he collected his thoughts. “Just thought a nice walk before heading home.” He said, looking back at the train station. You nodded as you looked back to the train that you counted was bound to pull up in a few minutes.

“Should we walk to the station together then?” You suggested, mentally slapping your face as you made a mistake, you only wanted to leave the awkward and weird conversation, not invite it on a long and possibly more weird conversation.

The man happily nodded, both of you moving in a pace too slow to catch a train. Shigaraki knew this, asking you questions for you to slow and think about as he stalled for more time. He tried desperately to hide his hard dick as it shifted at the sight of you, your natural smell of sweets and the way you were so cutely unaware. As you reached the train station you had concluded it to be too late. You sighed in agitation before glancing to find people. No one. Shigaraki would jump up and down for joy if he weren’t trying to blow his cover right now but he holds it, taking in your precious thinking state. “You know I could drive you home if you wanted.” He suggested. He looked at your face and waited for a response as you contemplated.

You knew the pros and cons of traveling with a complete stranger, let alone one as weird and strange as him but you saw that the next train wasn’t until dawn and if this man was willing to help then you’d be inclined to take it, flipping a mental coin in your head, you landed on tails, nodding and following him to his car as he led you.

The drive was quiet, you observed your surroundings at all times, making sure to make sure he takes the right turns and swirls down streets to the train station, as you gripped your phone tight. You didn’t trust anyone enough to do this but desperate as you were, you made due. As you rounded a streetlight you blanked thinking. “Why would he take the train if he has a car?…” you glanced over at the man mortified , as he was now smiling.

“you caught me darling~” he chuckled. Before you could protest he stuck you with a quick needle, making you dizzy as you fell unconscious.

I guess you should’ve went with heads.

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blazeandrosemain · 1 year

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I miss him dearly </3 loser s1 shigaraki you hold a special place in my silly little heart

#shigaraki tomura #tenko shimura #tomura shigaraki #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki #bnha #bnha fanart #my hero academia #shigaraki fanart #bnha shigaraki tomura #bnha tomura #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia fanart #shigaraki bnha #tomura shigaraki bnha #my hero academia fanart #tomura #shigaraki tomura fanart

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dabislittlemouse · 9 months

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Hi, congratulations again on 2k!!! 🎉

For the event, maybe something along the lines of Dabi+ Reader fluff - "I know you've always got my back, Doll." If you don't mind 🙏🩷

Thank you 🩵

Thank you so much uwu hope you enjoy this <3

“𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍..” (sfw)

2K FOLLOWERS EVENT

It had been quite a hassle to get where the League was now; in Re-Destro’s mansion, enjoying some fine sushi and relaxing on the comfortable couches. After Shigaraki had beaten Re-Destro and taken control of the entire PLF Army, things were easier for all of you now that you finally had a roof on your heads and some food to fill your stomach without risking to get supplies and getting caught by heroes.

As you were enjoying your sushi with the others, Dabi was the only one who refused to eat and simply headed to the balcony. Dabi had always been a picky eater, he’d rather starve to death than eat anything fish related. A cigarette would do him perfectly fine that evening, not that he was really hungry in the first place. After finishing your sushi, you decided to join him too. The night was peaceful as always, quiet, a chilly breeze blowing outside that had you shiver. Winter was coming soon.

“I hope ya didn’t come here to convince me to eat dinner like you usually do” Dabi said casually, puffing smoke out of his mouth.

“Nah I’ve given up on that. Your head is as hard as a rock” you shrugged and he chuckled. You sat next to him, he offered you a smoke but you refused. The both of you sat in silence for a while, your mind mostly lost in the recent events with the new allies.

“I can’t believe you got in one team with that icy freak” you suddenly said, catching his attention. You remembered how hard Dabi fought against Geten back then, and how much the guy got in your nerves.

“Hm? You jealous we didn’t end up together?” he smirked playfully and you hit him in the shoulder, giving him a glare.

“Chill, just joking” he laughed. “Damn.. the ice bastard is actually good in many aspects, Shigaraki saw it fit to lead the Violet regiment with him. Anyway..” he sighed. “Seems like you hold quite the grudge against him doll..”

“It’s not a grudge” you replied. “It’s just that.. Geten is so annoying. Remember how he acted in the battlefield? Underestimating you and constantly trying to put you down with his words, implying that you’re weak. Who even is he to decide if someone is weak or strong? I mean yes, your quirk might have the side effect to harm your body, but that does not mean you are weak! Your flames were so powerful he had to flee. And I don’t see how a guy like him can be fit to be a lieutenant, isn’t he too young and immature for that? Especially after he disrespected you like this, and honestly I-"

You stopped your angry rambling the moment you noticed Dabi looking at you. His pupils dilated, he had the softest look in his eyes while he stared at you longingly, a slight smile on his face. You always had the tendency to get angrier and ready to fight whenever your beloved people were treated like shit by others. Even if it was just a small offensive word. And specifically for Dabi, he had such special place in your heart that you would allow nobody to act like a smartass and fuck around with him. You knew how much Dabi resented his quirk’s disadvantages, and you didn’t want anybody to deepen his insecurities about himself.

“W-What? Don’t look at me like that! ” you pouted, face flushing in embarrassment as he laughed, his hand coming to pinch your cheek playfully.

“I’ve never seen someone be this protective over me, doll. Don’t worry, that bastard’s words don’t mean shit to me”

“Yes but I still hate it when others talk bad about you” you murmured and he gave you a kiss on the forehead, bringing you closer to him. Your chest fluttered from millions of emotions.

“Aren’t I the luckiest fucker out there?” he said, caressing your hair. “I know you’ve always got my back doll..”

#2k milestone event #sillakits #tw: smoking #dabi #touya todoroki #mha dabi #dabi fluff #dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha fluff

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blurbios · 1 year

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Being Mr Compress' Doting S/O

warnings: food mention

other: gn! reader, fluff

part 3 of League of Villains' Doting S/O

Since meeting Atsuhiro you’ve taken note of his love for things of grandeur, it came natural as he himself was a showman. Whenever you went out and passed storefronts he’d comment about the outfits on display. He even slipped in to buy you an outfit whilst Toga distracted you one time. You knew how much he loved fashion, so when you found out that he’d be leaving for a week-long mission you knew how you were going to spend your time. The sadness you felt when he left was soon replaced with determination as you took it upon yourself to design and sew him an outfit. You had an idea of the general things he liked and you knew what fit you liked him best in, so combining the two you quickly sketched out what you had envisioned. You made sure to ask Jin for the proper measurements to ensure your work would fit him. You worked feverishly for days and after many trips to the local fabric shop, you were putting the finishing touches on it. You decided to monogram his initials into the tag to make it extra special. You ironed it once it was finished so that it would be ready when Atsuhiro arrived tomorrow. You debated laying it out in the bed, but thought hanging it in the closet would be best, just in case he was too tired and just wanted to rest when he got home. You heard the door open and the footsteps that followed. Shigaraki went straight to his room not even saying hi, Spinner waved as he made his way to the fridge, Dabi just glared at you before walking past, but there was no sign of Atsuhiro. Your heart began to pound in your chest, you walked to the door and stuck your head out, maybe he was just lagging behind. Your mind immediately started running worst case scenarios, you fought back tears. “Damn, you’re annoying. He didn’t die or anything. Compress stopped to get something, he shouldn’t be too long.” Dabi said before exiting the room. You sat back on the couch, knee bouncing as you waited. It felt like hours had passed before you heard the door open, immediately you perked up and turned toward it.

“Ah! There you are, Atsu!” You said throwing your arms around his shoulders.

“I’m sorry, were you worried? I thought one of them would’ve told you.” Once you were down clinging to him, he placed the bag he had in his hand on the countertop.

“What’s in the bag?”

He motioned for you to close your eyes and you followed suit. “3, 2, 1, open!” You opened your eyes and saw a small cake, a confused look on your face. “Oh come on, that mission was hell, let us celebrate that nobody died.”

“Well, if we’re celebrating, let me go get your gift!” You hurriedly went to retrieve what you’d been working on. Holding the hanger behind your back, you motioned with one hand for him to cover his eyes as he had you. He let out a light laugh as you counted down, “3, 2, 1, open!” You were beaming as you thrusted the hanger towards him. His eyes grew wide, his jaw dropped, at a loss for words. He reached for it and took it gingerly from your hand. He took the pants from the bottom of the hanger and held them up to get a full look. He ran his hand over the back pockets to feel for quality and check their size. He looked at shirt and jacket,

“Darling, where’d you get this?”

“I made it.”

“You what?”

“I made it! Even sewed your initials on the inside of the shirt pocket. See?” You opened the breast pocket to unveil his initials in gold thread.

“Thank you. I don’t know what to say. Wow. I–thank you.” He sounded like he was gonna cry, like the way he sounded when you told him you loved him for the first time.

“You’re welcome, my love.” The next day he planned a date night for you two, he wanted a good excuse to wear it. Before you two left, he made it a thing to parade around and tell all the members that you made it. He really did appreciate you working so hard on it and it was easily his favorite outfit in his wardrobe now. This led to Dabi rolling his eyes and Toga exclaiming how you needed to make her an outfit too. You made a mental note to start drawing up plans for her birthday, but right then you focused on how good Atsuhiro looked and how great of a night you two were going to have.

a/n: this one wasn't supposed to be this long, but the thought of making him a snazzy little outfit to make his day made me soft, plus he's a loser so he'd be like "it garmeant a lot to me" and expect you to laugh at his terrible pun

#mha imagines #mr compress #sako atsuhiro #mr compress x reader #mr compress bnha #mr compress mha #sako atsuhiro x reader #league of villains #league of villians x reader #mr compress headcanon #bnha x gn!reader

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rain-coat-killer · 4 months

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Well, that's just how every piece of media I personally have liked has been going lately.

It's good as it goes, but once it gets to the end it's kinda...yeah.

P.S This is just my personal thoughts on this manga at the moment. So you guys don't have to read if you would rather not.

Unless Afo's vestige shows up, there's going to be a lot of holes in the narrative. Not exactly plot holes persay, but a decent amount of things that are just going to be up in the air.

It'll be unsatisfying, is what I'm saying.

Bakugo coming back just to keep Afo from meeting Izuku and then immediately passing back out was just...bad.

It felt from a writer standpoint, someone trying to hastily fix a mistake they couldn't anymore. Or they just suddenly got an idea they, at the time, thought was really good. So they came up with a bunch of crap to justify it.

It felt very rushed and sloppy basically, and that's all I have to say about it.

Then we have the fact that Izuku and Shigaraki's fight has been out of the picture for so long. There's this feeling of disconnect. I find I don't exactly care?

Like Izuku and Tomura as characters feel too distant at the moment. That's not great for the supposed main character and his villain.

As well the reason we were looking away from them for so long was Afo, and Afo's whole journey here proved pointless because he failed. So, in turn, it kinda just feels like we were being patted out for a whole year for nothing.

Storywise, it feels like nothing has happened for such a long time, now that Afo has failed. A complete waste of time.

There could be an argument that it shows everyone's contributions brought this. But honestly, it still doesn't feel earned.

Hori didn't show enough pushback. Afo started the war disabled, then died, then he activated rewind and was on the clock. He didn't kill a single person. Apart from maybe Stain. But I doubt it.

This whole war has felt very one-sided. So his death almost feels like a beaten dog finally getting kicked to death.

Now I am left wondering why the nomu have never hurt Izuku, why that winged nomu grabbed him specifically.

Why was Ujiko Izuku's childhood doctor? Would he have recognized him if they met?

What Afo had planned in the first place for Izuku, since he had apparently spent his entire time in prison thinking about him. That comment, while chilling at the time has led to absolutely nothing.

As well, I do not know how this manga is going to finish in a satisfying way. As I said, Tomura and Izuku's characters feel so distant now. Any conversations they have or change of heart Tomura has is going to feel fake to me.

And that's how it's going to end, right?

Tomura being redeemed. It's either that or he dies. Or worse gets redeemed just to die.

But yeah, these were just all the thoughts running through my head at the moment, so that's probably why they sound disjointed. 😂

Overall, I still love this series, and it will always hold a special place in my heart. But yeah. Crappy ending so far. 😑

#just talking to a wall dont mind me #bnha spoilers #bnha 410 #all for one #izuku midoriya #tomura shigaraki

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jaydenchip404 · 2 months

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Is this fictosexual/romantic?

I guess I really am fictosexual because it physically pains me that I can't date my OCs or other fictional characters, like sometimes I'll start crying. Fictional characters are just so much better than real people. They're hotter and have way better character arcs and if I want to know something about them, I just look at their wiki. I guess I really do have a type.

I am drawn to characters with complex personalities, emotional struggles, unique abilities, moral dilemmas, and magical powers, as well as the mystical and enchanting nature of magic.

Most of the time, they are stereotypical mean/rich girls. They are also blonde. 90% of the love interests of my OCs are rich, mean, popular, blonde girls who are very smart.

Some of my fictional crushes are: Amity Blight, Apple White (Ever After High), Buttercup (PowerPuff Girls), Catra (She-Ra and the Princesses of Power), Diana Cavendish, Eijiro Kirishima, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin, Himiko Toga, Homura Akemi, Hunter (The Owl House), Izumi Miyamura, Katsuki Bakugo, Keigo Takami, Killua Zoldyck, Komi Shouko, Komi Shousuke, Komi Shuuko, L (Death Note), Levi Ackerman, Lois Lane (My Adventures With Superman), Mary Saotome, Mitsuki Bakugo, Miya Chinen, Momo Yaoyorozu, Pacifica Northwest, Raven (DC Comics), Raven Queen (Ever After High), Ray (The Promised Neverland), Sasha Waybright, Shota Aizawa, Shoto Todoroki, Superman (My Adventures With Superman), Tomura Shigaraki, and Toya Todoroki.

Many of the characters are well-developed, resilient characters with superhuman abilities, unique skills, and diverse female characters, showcasing an appreciation for the fantastical and extraordinary aspects of narrative telling.

I have a problem when it comes to rich, mean, popular, blonde girls (cisgender or not), 🥺👉👈"Mommy…"

I like it when rich, mean, popular, blonde girls in the media are redeemed, like Pacifica Northwest. Her slight character development in Northwest Mansion Mystery (s02e10) was amazing!

In a previous post, summed up it said, "At 10, I developed a crush on my best friend, who helped me start dating a boy. Their relationship led to bullying and harassment. At 13, we had a sleepover, and I fell in love with her.". She was white blonde, and rich. Just saying!

My deep affection for Sapphire (name changed for lore spoilers) is palpable in the way I describe her complexities, struggles, and innermost desires. She's not just a character to me; she's a fully realized individual with layers of depth and emotion. My connection to Sapphire reflects a profound appreciation for characters who defy societal norms and grapple with internal conflicts.

Sapphire's journey of self-discovery and acceptance resonates with many individuals who have faced similar challenges in understanding their own identities. Her struggle with internalized homophobia, influenced by her parents' expectations and societal pressures, adds a poignant realism to her character arc.

My love for Sapphire extends beyond her surface traits and into the intricacies of her personality and experiences. Whether she's presenting her facade to the world or revealing her true self to her close friends, Sapphire embodies the complexities of identity and the human experience.

My dedication to developing Sapphire's character through headcanons and imagined scenarios speaks volumes about my creativity and investment in her story. It's clear that she holds a special place in my heart, and my deep affection for her shines through in every detail I've crafted.

I love her so much that it hurts that’s she only a fictional character and that I can’t really date her.

Would this be fictosexual/romantic? In video games, I tend to go for a female partner, but IRL I look for male partners. I like finding female partners and adopting kids together, spending time as a family, and growing old and dying together in the game. It's not a fetish. Growing up I always had a 'crush' on fictional women in cartoons. I always thought they were very pretty, but I thought that was a normal thing.

#Lesbian #Fictosexual #Fictoromantic #Bisexual #Biromantic #Questioning #LGBTQ+#LGBT #GLBT #LGBTQ #LGBTQQIA #QUILTBAG #2SLGBTQ+#LGBT2SQQIA #OCs #Mommy K!nk #Mommy Issues #Dom Mommy

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shigawifey · 4 months

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Favorite shigaraki moment in BNHA?

all of them

fr tho . utc.

the first scene was adorable. twitchy little meth addict <3 kind of "im totally on top of the world" kind of thing, but i'm not particularly attracted to him like that . mimi could be with magne at this time, but hes still cute

i like to see him without the hand thank you . i am also not attracted to short bright hair . he is like a child here. good design inspo for niko bc DRAWN he looks like his father, but he's actually described to look the most like me out of the three of them .

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THIS WAS SO . UGHHHHHH <3 <3 <3

I WANT THAT EXPRESSION ON TOP OF ME .... also i like to listen to the game version a lot bc its just a lot of him talking and im like

also i redrew kei as that screenshot

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this scene holds a special place in my heart bc this is where scientist mimi meets tomura in person for the first time <3 thats all i have to say x

might edit mimi into here ? dunno

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THIS ONE . THIS IS MY FAVOURITE

YES BABY LET GO <3 i remember as this was airing i thought "man . tomura needs to let go of his past. it is doing to no favours for him . both in strength and health." and THEN IT HAPPENED .

i did not like how the scene ended , but u get what u get and u dont throw a fit. it will take time . i love you. and your long white hair its so hot . now get rid of all for one next i want u to make decisions on ur own my dear like when our wedding is and how much of a scene were gonna make

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bonus i also redrew this ss as kei hehe xoxo

#mha #tomura #gummi sys #drugs #fr tho . i do hc tomu as an ex methhead . from a fucking tiktok video kms

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saintanjiro · 2 years

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It’s been awhile.

Nights like this don’t happen often between the two of you anymore. You shouldn’t even be here. You work for the League of Villains. You knew better than to be here. Something was different in the air that just set you off.

Still, tangled up in the sheets with the number two hero, that has distracted you from reality. Deep kisses that make you dizzy and almost made you believe he loves you. Made you almost believe he could be trusted.

But it’s all a show.

As the sirens approached to Keigo’s house, he hopped off of you after he finished, getting clothes on as the cops broke into his door. “Cherry, you’re under arrest.”

—Hawks

"Oof... K-Keigo... s'good... keep going..."

It would seem like this was taken straight out of Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet. A forbidden kind of love; only that in this story, hero meets villain — more like hero fucks villain.

I don't remember how it had happened in the first place: First, you're pining the hero against the floor, threatening to kill him. Next thing you know, hero's cock is bullying your insides like there's no tomorrow, moaning out your name, while you moan his (after him telling you to not call him by his hero name.)

No one would say a word about it, at first. It would seem like there was something special in that kind of silence, sharing a lot but saying nothing about it. I enjoyed it, and I could tell he did too, even if we would not even look back when we were finished.

I remember that I started missing him when he ceased to come as often as he once used to. I started to get lonely. Things happen, and so Tomura Shigaraki, leader of the league of villains —my leader, in other words— had started filling that emptiness he had left. Only once, just this once, I would tell myself, while I watched Tomura decay my clothes for the first time, his pelvis pining mine down and crotch grinding against mine. Just this once, I told myself again when we were both in for a quickie at the alleyway after a retreat.

Just this once, I told myself, every night when I just couldn't go to sleep without the heat of another skin against mine.

But never did I ever tell anything to Hawks about it. There was no need to, in fact. After all, what right to know could he have, when he had been the first to leave without saying a word?

Until eventually, he came back and asked to make it up to me. There was not much I could say to refuse, though. Not when you are being swept from the floor and taken up to the sky. I had decided not to make a fuss of it because, after all, what right have I got? We are not dating. We are...

... Just a hero and a villain drowned in a salacious kind of thirst.

Even if it had been quite an unexpected move from him, to bring me into his home, rather than to a tower, or another place that could give us just the minimum of privacy. Maybe I should have listened to every voice in my head that told me something was off.

"Cherry, you're under arrest." He says nonchalantly, as he slips his clothes on once again. There are policemen surrounding the door.

It's the way my heart drops to my stomach at his betrayal, and the way I feel something swell inside me ever so painfully; like he hadn't just betrayed me. He's simply just focusing on buckling his belt on while he announces this.

"Fucking scumbag," I finally, words coated with venom, while I hold the cover close to my body.

I have to think, and it's going to have to be fast. I cannot just end up like this, leave him just take what he wants and then toss me out like I'm just disposable. Like I'm his personal fleshlight.

Rage invades my body all over, and so I stand up. The idea's come to mind. I see Keigo's eyes on me, but no longer eyeing my bare body like he used to, but this time with a deadpan on his expression. I glance around at the policemen, and there's no way I can make it out if I'm only one against many — amongst them, Hawks.

"Johnny." I command, voice cracking. Black ooze comes out of my mouth; it's repulsive, but it's the only way. It engulfs my body whole, warping me back to the hideout.

#✞; el bagdad.#hawks.🦅

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the-final-sif · 4 years

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Genuine question that has nothing to do with anything. Does,,, does Tomura ever try to cook? Like, I just imagine him just going "ok I get the frying pan-" and he just grabs it with 5 fingers accidentally and bam there goes dinner

I think he’s actually okay at cooking! He used to cook when he was younger, because he liked spending time with Kurogiri and it was quiet time they could spend together.

Once he got older, that time mostly stopped as he grew busier with training and villainous activities, but every now and again he’ll still come by to help out when he’s in a particular sort of mood.

#tomura shigaraki #kurogiri #bnha #mha #my headcanons #sif speaks #sif answers #cooking games hold a special place in his heart #wisebuttired

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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shigaraki and dabi realising their feelings for you on valentine's day and just telling you because they're scared you'll spend the day with someone else

🥀 VALENTINE’S DAY SPECIAL EVENT 🥀

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Characters involved: Tomura, Dabi

Gn reader

Shigaraki Tomura

He didn't want you to leave.

The realisation dawned on him as he watched you put on the new clothes you insisted was perfect for the double date your friend had set up.

Which, as far as Tomura was concerned, made you look like a deity to worship amongst mere mortals.

Tomura didn't want you to leave, but it was far too late to do anything about it. After all, it wasn't like you would abandon your date just because he told you to.

Not unless he became really brave really fast and actually pushed himself to confess, to tell you what he had been telling himself for the past month.

He loved you.

The realisation had hit him in the middle of the night during one of his scheming sessions when Tomura found himself thinking more about the pout of your lips and the sound of your laugh than the new mission they had.

Tomura loved you, he loved you more than he had ever loved anyone else, including himself, and as he watched you head towards the door, he couldn't help but rush to stop you from leaving him.

"What Tomur-"

"Stay."

Your shocked voice subsided at the word, making your exclamation of his name die down into a sigh.

It wasn't exactly the reaction he had hoped for, but Tomura chose to go with it and allowed himself to speak his mind for the first time in weeks.

"Don't go with that stupid idiot your friend picked, stay with me. I-"

His tongue darted out to lick at his dry lips, forcing Tomura's gaze to meet yours as he realised he wasn't ready to tell you yet.

"-want you to be my Valentine, be mine."

It was then that you finally smiled, reaching out to carefully hold onto his half-gloved hands.

"You know, you didn't have to dust the doorknob to ask me out."

It was his turn to smile as Tomura took a step closer to you, hesitantly moving your hands around until his was leading you back to the couch.

He didn't have the nerve to tell you he loved you, but as Tomura sat the two of you down and placed a hesitant kiss on your cheek, he realised that it was alright.

Because now you were his, and he had all the time he needed to tell you.

Dabi

Dabi didn't understand why you felt the need to go on a blind date on Valentine's Day to quench the loneliness you felt.

If he was being honest, what he really didn't understand was how you were so blind as to not realise he should be the one you go with.

Sure, it wasn't like he had dropped any hints or anything, but that didn't mean that you couldn't see what he felt for you.

You had to be blind to not see the way he was always looking out for you and doing stupid things like staying up to watch the dumb animated movie you liked.

Dabi liked you, he liked you a lot.

But that didn't mean that you wouldn't walk away and leave like everyone else. And if you didn't, then who's to say he wouldn't?

"Dabi? I'm heading out now."

He let out a grunt at your words, not even bothering to tell you to call him if anything happened like he normally did.

Maybe that was why you returned to your bedroom a moment later, now standing in the doorframe with a frown.

"You don't want me to leave, do you?"

Dabi didn't dare to look up even as you walked towards him, too afraid that you would snatch his heart and break it.

It was only when you were close enough to reach out and play with his raven strands like you always did that he finally spoke, feeling a sense of calmness take over with your touch.

"Why does it matter?"

It had always been like that, with Dabi avoiding his emotions and you reading in between the lines to somehow create a solution that was perfect.

Just like you did then, with your sweet words and soft touches that had him tugging on your waistband until you were standing between his legs.

"Because if you don't, then I'll stay. I'll stay and be your Valentine."

Dabi swore his breath hitched at your words, but unlike every other time, he didn't run away from the confrontation and spoke his mind. Letting his heart do the talking for him.

"Fine, you can be my fucking Valentine. But we're not going to any fancy place or anything."

You smiled at his words, making Dabi mirror your expression as one of your hands slipped from his hair to instead hold his cheek.

"Well, what do you want to do?"

It was Dabi's turn to lean forward and take a leap of faith, one that led to his lips hovering over your own.

"This."

And as your lips met his mismatched ones, Dabi realised that he didn't really care if everything blew up in flames in the end. Because for now, you were his and he was yours, and that was more than he could ever ask for.

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lexxiie · 3 years

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Can you write bnha boys if the reader broke up with them? It's okay if you don't want to :)

I'm gonna write this for my personal favourites, but let me know if you would want a part 2 with some of the other guys.

Pairing: Shigaraki x reader | Dabi/Touya x reader | Hawks/Keigo x reader | Shouto x reader

Fandom: My hero academia

When You Break Up With Them

TOMURA SHIGARAKI

He knew it.

He knew this day would come, he knew someone like you didn't belong with someone like him, he knew you deserved better.

So why did it hurt so much?

He would be lying if he said a part of him wasn't relieved.

He knew you would be better off without him, and he wanted you to be safe.

But he also had hope.

Hope that maybe there would come the day when he could be a safe place for you.

A day when you could be happy together.

But that wasn't gonna happen.

He can't be loved. He should've known.

He sincerely hopes that this is for the better. That you will find that life he had dreamt for you elsewhere.

Still, he really wishes things could be different. He doesn't want to lose you; you are the only thing that made him happy in a very long time.

Rage consumes him, but it's not because of you. It's because of him. He's furious with himself for not being able to be a man who you would want around.

TOUYA TODOROKI

Shit.

It was to be expected.

Who would wanna spend the rest of their life with someone who looked like him?

He certainly wouldn't.

No. No, he would. He would if it was you.

So why didn't you? Or maybe it's not because of that? Of course it's because of that.

A thousand thoughts fly through his head.

Maybe he was a dick to you without realizing. But he doesn't understand how... He really tried to pull some semblance of a man for you.

Maybe it was just too hard for you to see him in pain, as you said.

How was he supposed to move on from you when he loved you so much?

For a split of second, he considered leaving his desire for revenge behind if that meant you would stay.

But he couldn't. Not after everything he had done.

The truth was that he was yours, even if you weren't his.

His impulsive nature would make him keep an eye on you to make sure that you are alright, even when you aren't together anymore.

However, you made him want to be a better person. Now that you were gone, he had no reason to hold back anymore.

KEIGO TAKAMI | HAWKS

No, no, no, no.

What did he do wrong?

He can fix it, he can be better!

He has been alone his whole life and meeting you was like living in a new world.

He doesn't want you to go, he won't love anyone as much as he loves you.

Was it the fact that he spent too much time at work?

He just really doesn't get why.

Maybe you just fell out of love with him.

He could win your heart back right? If he was able to do it once, he could do it again.

Honestly, he is in complete denial. He really can't let go.

Would spend even more time at work just to avoid thinking of you.

It hurts.

His parents had left him, yes, but this was a different kind of hurt. He thought he had found his forever with you.

What hurt the most was to think that maybe you never felt the way he felt about you.

Even after a while of not being together, he won't miss the chance to try to win you back every time he sees you. But you already moved on, and now he'll have to watch it.

SHOUTO TODOROKI

why?

He's genuinely very confused.

He was good at everything, specially at things he really wanted.

So why did he fail this?

Was it because he's too boring? He had heard many people say that before.

Did he not pay enough attention to you?

Did he... Did he treat you like his father treated his mother?

Maybe it was in his blood.

And if that was the case, you would be better far away from him.

He doesn't want you to end up like Rei. He won't allow it.

So he doesn't stop you. He doesn't ask you to stay even when that's all he wants to do.

If being away from him means being alright, then that's what you should do.

You are a smart woman, he knows it. If you decided to be far from him, then you must have a good reason.

And he'll respect that, even if it tortures him to be away from you.

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hisoknen · 4 years

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kinktober day 1: somnophilia warnings: noncon, somnophilia, drugging, stalking, unprotected sex, yandereish? wc: 2.1k

a/n: thank you @10millionyearsdungeon for helping push for the true creepy potential dabi has to offer and staying up to talk with me most days,, this is a part 1! first day of kinktober! i’ve been waiting to post this one and while my schedule will be wonky, i am so excited to write and to read things people are writing and meet new friends! if you’d like to add me to your kt taglist please feel free to!

“Really?” Dabi chuckled under his breath, swinging the window open. A long back and forth with Shigaraki left him irritated and wandering the streets late at night. He wasn’t quite ready to head back. If only he could find a place to crash.

That’s when he saw you—walking all alone down an empty street. Didn’t you know that there were villains out there? Depraved people looking for lost souls? You walked without a care in the world, holding your head up confidently as though nothing could ever hurt you.

He wanted to greet you, introduce himself maybe. But you looked too delicious to scare away. The moment you saw his scarred form, he knew you’d run away like the rest of them. He just had to be patient and treasure you.

He didn’t think you would be stupid enough to leave the house unlocked, though. Some people had too much faith in humanity, too naive for their own good. Never thinking that strange men would creep in at the dead of night to play.

Stumbling inside, he checked out the surroundings. The space was relatively empty, smelling of lavender and sage. Walking to the kitchen, he swung open the fridge, grabbing a beer, and flicking off the cap, taking a few swings.

Placing the bottle on the counter, he began wandering down the hall, looking for where the pretty little thing slept. From the looks of the house, you lived alone. There was just enough of everything for one person. Good thing too, he didn’t have the energy to entertain a Prince Charming who thought they could save the thing.

There was a small light at the end of the hall, quietly approaching he listened at the door before entering. You were facing him, body tangled within the blankets. Soft breasts, taut against the covers, begging to be sucked and groped. He could make out the subtle shape of your hips, knowing then that they were made perfect for his fingers to dig into.

Walking over to the bed, he wondered what you thought you were doing? Sleeping naked with your house open to anyone curious enough to come in, eager little whore. Sitting on the edge of the bed, his heart picked up for a moment when your body turned, pulling the covers even further down your body.

You had to know what you were doing—the dimple in the small of your back accentuating the shape of your ass. Your lower lips, glistening with arousal. Did you get off on the thought of someone sneaking in? Or were you just naturally a slut whose body was ready to get fucked at all hours?

Palming his cock through his pants, Dabi thought of the noises you would make when he pumped you full of cum. Wondering if you woke up, you’d pretend that you weren’t begging for this all along. How warm and tight your little cunt would be, tugging him in while he rutted his hips into you. He’d have to be careful if he didn’t want to wake you up.

The thought of you clinging to his body in your most vulnerable state. Unaware of what was happening to you and only responding to your innate desire for pleasure, sent a wave to his growing erection. His eyes glanced around the room, finding a bottle of pills. Standing he walked over to pick it up and read the label.

“Hmm,” he chuckled, placing it back. Dabi unzipped his pants slowly, shrugging out of his shirt and watching the rise and fall of your chest. Reaching in, he pulled out his cock, running his finger over the bead of precum that was already weeping from it. You looked delicious like that, sprawled out for him like a good girl.

You only moved slightly when the bed dipped under his weight. His fingers were running across your parted mouth, dipping in to feel the wetness of your tongue. He leaned down, landing a soft kiss against your supple lips. Pumping his cock while breathing against you, your nose twitched. He tightened his grip, stroking it, and imagining what his cock would feel like, buried inside your throat.

Too excited to wait any longer, he pushes your shoulder down back against the bed. He trails bites and kisses along your torso, drawing his fingers against them, feeling the imprints his teeth left behind. You would wake up littered with his marks, knowing that someone had staked their claim on you. He had claimed you as his.

He sucks at the insides of your thighs, your body shivering. You were so honest like this. Flicking his tongue out against your folds, he lapped up the arousal that was flooding your cunt. There was almost too much for how little he’d touched you.

He prodded at your clit, swirling his tongue around the nub and brushing his fingers up and down the slit. You were so good for him, letting out soft moans and shakes and unknowingly telling him what felt right.

“Such a pretty little thing, so tight for me.” He pushed a thick finger past your entrance. It was almost as if your sleeping body was attempting to fight him off with how tight you were. A loud moan escaped your lips, his head craning up to make sure you were still out. Curving his finger up, he began to stroke your walls, easing them along your gooey insides. The muscle was fluttering and contracting around him in gentle pulses. He shoved another finger in, groaning at the way you released to fit him.

The more he worked at it, dragging his fingers across the slick tissue, rubbing in circular motions, the more you trembled below him. Your tiny whimpers only spurred him on. His fingers wouldn’t be enough to make you feel good, though. He needed you to remember him when you woke up.

Pushing himself up, he tugged your hips closer to him. Dragging his tip up and down your slit, paying special attention to rubbing at your puffy clit. Your head shook for a moment. It was like you were telling him to go faster. By all means, who would he be to deny you that?

“Such a good little slut, getting my cock nice and wet.” He purred, sinking his cock in just enough so that you were clenching around the tip. He loved a thing that struggled against him just as much as the next guy. But having you so helpless underneath him, unable to flail against him, was something different that he never thought he’d enjoy this much.

You’d look pretty with tear-stained cheeks, begging him to stop while he pumped into your eager little hole. But that could wait for another time.

He pushed past your quivering walls, a soft groan rippling past your lips. He dragged your hips against him, making your body fuck itself onto his cock. Moving them in a circular motion with each pull-out, thrusting in entirely on the off beats. Your skin is so soft that his nails gradually sink in.

He shoved your left leg across your body. Your thighs were sticking together tightly with sweat. The new position causes your pussy to tighten around him even more. His hands, pushing down against your thigh, hips colliding with your ass each thrust.

You were perfect, just like a rag doll. Limp body bending and folding whichever way he desired. Your skin, soft and supple to the touch. It tasted so sweet against his tongue. No matter how much he groped you or pumped his cock in and out of you, nothing seemed to wake you.

In your purest form, unable to fight him off, or pretend that you didn’t feel what he was doing to your body. Just reacting and pulling him in. He caressed your face tenderly. If he was deluded enough, he might even think this was love at first sight. You were perfect for each other after all, bodies made for one another.

And your cunt was oh so tight. The gooey insides bring Dabi in further, hungrily swallowing him despite your state. Really it was only fair that you help him. You were such a pretty girl, giving him your cunt to keep him warm for the night.

He continued to hump your sleeping body, fondling fistfuls of your naked flesh and memorizing the feeling of the skin molding into his palms like clay. His sweat falling onto your skin with each jerk. He didn’t have to be gentle in fear of you waking up. Nothing could hold back his vicious assault.

He grabs your legs, hoisting them up over his shoulders. Your ass lifted off of the bed, as he pushed your thighs into your chest, the slapping of his balls against your skin rang across the room. He pinched at your nipple, a gurgling gasp fleeing your throat.

He drove your thighs flush against your chest, desperately chasing his orgasm. Reaching his hand down to rub and collect your pooling arousal, covering his fingers and sweeping them across your clit. He wanted to feel your cunt squeeze onto him while he came.

“Fuck yes, little thing,” you tightened up around him, body shaking before going still. Small mumbles and moans from you and his groans flooding around the room. Dabi works you through your orgasm, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

His head feels light as he empties himself into you, hips never ceasing to pound against you. He wanted to know what you would sound like crying out, mewling in pleasure, but he could wait until next time.

“Such a good girl,” he grunted, continuing to force his load into your womb. He didn’t let up his assault until the sun was peeking through the window, forcing him to head out. Your cunt was perfectly molded to take his cock whenever he wanted.

Scribbling down a note for you to wake up to, he zips up his pants, sticking two fingers into your cunt to push in the cum that was beginning to run out. Maybe next time he could fuck your mouth and finish in your throat.

—

You woke to the sound of your alarm blaring, a cold breeze hitting your bare skin. Cracking your eyes open, you stretched your body, reaching to grab it. Wincing you hold the phone in your hands, your stomach felt full and tender as though you'd been hit in the gut. Maybe you walked into the corner of the counter while you were asleep.

Ever since you were prescribed Ambien for insomnia, strange things seemed to happen at night. Once you woke up on your front lawn, the neighbor's dog licking your face. Another morning you woke up to the smell of something burning, you'd made bread while in your hazed state.

You brushed off the memories for a moment before feeling a thick, sticky fluid seeping out of you and coating your inner thighs. Your hands dart between your legs, flinching when you make contact with the tender flesh, and runny fluid, your blood ice cold.

Bringing your fingers to eye level, a wave of nausea erupts heavily in your stomach, bile rising in your throat. You had a wet dream, that was it. That had to be it. A bead of sweat slid down the back of your neck, chills falling in its wake.

To acknowledge what else it could have been would mean confronting yourself with the fact that somebody broke into your house to violate you. Somebody found their way in and used your body to relieve themselves and left you aching and full of cum.

Dabi gazed in from outside the window. Your body was trembling, fingers prodding at your bruised and cum covered flesh. Discovering new marks with each twist. The winces sent heat to his cock, his pants stiffening.

You looked so pretty like that. Scared eyes frantically scanning every inch of the room, desperately trying to remember even a sliver of what happened to you.

Next time he’d have to be more careful. There was no way you’d leave the house open for him again. But the fear and second-guessing would leave you tasting sweet for his return.

You spot something on the counter beside you, scrambling to get up and grab it. It was a sticky note with scratchy handwriting. Dabi smiled to himself as you picked it up, hands shaking. You felt sickness overtake you, vision blinking, and unclear, your skin prickly to the touch.

There was a clatter outside of your window, and you spun your head around, not seeing anything. Your legs lost their strength beneath you, crumpling to the ground. Someone was here. There was no way to ignore that now.

“Until next time pretty thing.”

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kinktober masterlist

#dabi x reader smut #dabi smut #bnha smut #bnha x reader smut #tw somno #tw drugging #tw noncon #tw yandere #tw stalking

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uwuwriting · 4 years

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Bakugou, Shinsou, Todoroki, Dabi and Shigaraki checking out their s/o

Request: Pretty pls hcs for Shinsou, Shoto, Dabi, Shigaraki, and Bakugou getting caught checking out their s/o? thank you! - anonymous

Pretty boys you’ve got there sweet anon. Pretty boys with a capital P. Love yaa. 💖💖💖

rules

warning: some suggestive thoughts, swearing

Bakugou Katsuki

-Bakugou doesn’t like showing his feelings.

-Like to no one.

-Not even to you sometimes.

-So when you started to officially date you understood why he would want to keep our relationship a secret.

-He was good at keep it that way.

-Like really good.

-You got no extra attention or special treatment, he never lost his poker face around you and would never NEVER stare at you.

-So you never really checked on him to see if his eyes wondered to ...places.

-Today your skirt had ridden up your thighs while you were bouncing around the room along side Mina.

-Your favorite band was coming near you guys since they were on tour and you both were ecstatic.

-The skin of your thighs looked so soft and plum who wouldn’t stare?

-You did mind when people stared at you but now dealing with your excitement was a priority.

-Your boyfriend had gotten excited by something else though.

-His eyes were glued to your thighs, his red orbs following your every movement.

-Kaminari and Kirishima were telling him something about Mineta but he couldn’t focus on them.

-His head was constantly turned to you to the point that Kaminari had to shake his shoulder to get him to look at them.

- “Yo what are you looking at?”

-His head was again turned to you his eyes widening only by a fraction while he mumbled something to the two boys.

-Kaminari followed his gaze and his own jaw dropped for a moment before a smirk formed on his face.

- “Well he IS drooling over Y/N like a dog.....”

-At the sound of your name on Kami’s lips, Bakugou’s attention was fully on the boys his right eye twitching at the comment.

-He let out a snarl and raised his hand creating a few small explosions.

- “And what if I am drooling sparky boy?? She wouldn’t mind me looking anyways.”

- “And why is that Bakubro?”

-His smirk widened as he said proudly.

- “Because she’s my fucking girlfriend.”

-Way to be secretive Bakugou.

Shinsou Hitoshi

-Baby doesn’t want to show his true emotions to the outside world.

-Heart been broken too many times.. *isn’t that how the meme goes?*

-He shows it to you because you are HIS and he adores you.

-He knows you won’t hurt him so he gives you his all.

-Such a sweetheart OMG!!!!!!!

-While you two are in school grounds there is not many things that would indicate that you two are together.

-People would have to watch closely to see the sings of your relationship.

-How he sits really close to you during lunch.

-How you tend to come to school sporting his hoodie during cold days.

-It’s all cute and fluffy but so so on the down low.

-Yall are out on a date and you decided to go to the arcade.

-You convinced him to have a dance off with you and now you are both sweaty and panting while you are jumping up and down to the rhythm of ‘Party anthem”.

-Shisnou kinda gave up after a while and he is now just staring at you.

-You on the other hand are giving it your all trying to get everything right.

-You are sweaty and feeling gross which is not cute at all since you are on a date but he promised you ice cream if you beat him with a significant difference.

-You are not letting this slide.

-Hitoshi’s eyes are on your chest that is em...going along with your jumping.

-He is stuck and he is already dreading that you’ll look at him and call him out.

-But he can’t stop.

-He really wishes you were at your dorm right now, the things he would do.

-His blush is getting darker as his thoughts are getting dirtier by the minute until the music stops and you are left panting.

-There’s another thing to add to the list of things to add to his small fantasy.

-You notice that he has been silent for some time now and you try to meet his eyes but you see where they are glued.

-Waltzing up to him you leave a kiss to his cheek and another right under his ear, making him shiver.

- “Stop being so dirty we will be back soon.”

-Winking you walked out of the arcade leaving a very turned on Shinsou behind.

Todoroki Shouto

-Baby boy is slow.

-Yall aren’t together yet.

-He really can’t understand what is going on whenever you enter the room.

-His heart starts to race, his palms get sweaty and he has a weird tendency to smile.

-He wants to be the reason you are laughing.

-He wants to talk to you non stop.

-He wants to be around you 25/8, 366 days a year.

-But he doesn’t understand why this is happening so he just plain out ignores it.

-You have a massive crush on him so it kinda hurts when he doesn’t take any hints.

-You dress up just a little bit while you are out with your friend group since he is part of it.

-You cook for him.

-You offer help or ask for help with studies.

-But nothing.

-You were chilling in the common room.

-You were spread out on the couch, your t-shirt exposed your stomach as you were hanging half off the actual couch and just a pair of short shorts underneath.

-Shoto was coming back from his father’s agency, his nerves were everywhere and his mind wouldn’t shut you out.

-Your soothing voice was there when his father yelled at him that afternoon and even though you weren’t there you helped him get through the day.

-So when the poor thing walked through the door and was met with you hanging off the couch in such a suggestive position, his mind ran wild.

-He couldn’t stop the blush that irrupted on his face as his cheeks and ears became the same color as his scar.

-He almost choked on his spit when you giggled at something on your phone.

-Midoriya came through the door next and was shocked when he saw his friend beat red and eyes wide.

- “Todoroki-kun are you alright?”

- “She’s hot- It’s IT’S hot in here.”

-You turned at his voice, sitting up as your shorts rode up your thighs ever so slightly.

-Todoroki saw and he couldn’t take it any longer, covering his red face with his hand as he mumbled a small ‘excuse me’ and left the room.

-He certainly had an image that would get him through the night.....

Dabi

-Salty boy™.

-Him and Tsukishima would have been best buds I swear.

-He is VERY vocal about his attraction to you.

-Like legit non stop flirting even after you are exclusive.

-Compliments, dirty remarks, dirty promises, dirty actions, dirty dirty dirty things in general.

-He won’t hesitate to make a dirty remark in front of the rest of the league.

-He has NO shame whatsoever.

-Look he finally grew the balls to make you HIS okay?

-He wants to show off.

-But he knows when to not look at you like he wants to devour you.

-He is respectful of Kurogiri so he isn’t a horny bastard while he is around.

-But one day he slipped.

-His hold on his horniness snapped.

-Poor guy.

-Actually scratch that poor you, you are the one who is gonna get it rough later so yeah.

-You had just returned from a mission that had gone sideways.

-Your clothes were ripped and your pants were half burned off.

-Your pretty face had smudges on it and you looked exhausted.

-Immediately you went to take a shower not letting Dabi ogle at you.

-When your shower was over you came back downstairs and order a strong drink, rubbing your temples in an attempt to ease your headache.

-Your hair was wet and sticking to your shirt making it wet and Dabi could SENSE that you weren’t wearing a bra.

-That’s his sixth sense.

-The shirt was black so nothing showed.

-That’s why you couldn’t understand why Dabi was giving you that smirk and glancing down your shirt.

-You rolled your eyes at him and shoved him away from you only for him to grip your waist and set you on his lap.

-He left a kiss on your neck and smirked as you shivered.

-His eyes were right on your chest since he could see EVERYTHING from this angle.

-That’s when Kurogiri stepped back in the room, the drink you ordered in hand.

-He almost YEETED you off of him as a blush bloomed on the few patches of unscathed skin that he had.

-Kurogiri *being the Nomu he is IFHOQOASB I RUINED IT* didn’t really respond to the position you were in.

-He just gave you your drink and went back to polishing the shot glasses.

-Dabi wanted to crawl into a whole and die even though Kurogiri said nothing.

-Poor guy every thought and scenario he made about that night was out the window.

-He cuddled you to drown his shame.

-Bastard..........

Shigaraki Tomura

-I dare you to try and make him check you out in public.

-Sure he might stare at you ass in the DIM LIT bar yall are staying in but that’s just because no one can see his eyes.

-He is beyond shy when it comes to these matters and unlike Dabi even after you are together he wouldn’t stare at you like a crazy person.

-He is very very careful with his glances and calculates when would be the right time to stare.

-Meetings are easy.

-You all are sitting down so how hard could it be to keep his horny side in check?

-Well most of the time is easy.

-You are usually wearing your civilian clothes which are very casual and comfy.

-Nothing is showing and nothing really makes him want to rip your clothes off.

-He wants to cuddle at the sight.

-The problem appears when one day you had to go out on a mission and were called into an emergency meeting by Shiggy.

-Your costume is um... sexy to say the least.

-Everything you are wearing is hugging your body in all the right places and the mask you wear shades your eyes just right.

-You look seductive as hell.

-Shiggy rarely sees you in your villain costume.

-He sees you while you are getting ready and might make a comment or go for a quick round.

-But now it was unexpected.

-He didn’t remember you were to go on a mission.

-Totally forgot.

-So when you come down and since all the seats are taken you have to stay standing, Shiggy is in trouble.

-His eyes won’t leave your thighs and he can’t really form coherent words.

-Dabi is drooling over you and so is Toga.

-They keep pointing out how good you look and how sexy your costume makes you.

-More than you already are.

-Shigaraki has to really one up his self control and not cancel the meeting and drag you to the nearest closet.

-He’s so disoriented during the meeting.

-Kurogiri points it out after the meeting ended and you left for your mission.

-Shiggy had the darkest blush the LoV had ever seen and he had to leave the room.

-Took a cold shower afterwards.

-Waits for you like a lost puppy..... which turns feral once you step into the room.

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are you comfortable doing ovipostion? moth jealous shigaraki have my heart ♥️ (if not, its ok) thank u

Am I comfortable? Am I COMFORTABLE???? Nonny I have been waiting for this ask, I’m absolutely thrilled!!! Mothura has a very special place in my monster fucking heart <3

| NSFW, fem reader (no pronouns used although “good girl” is), feat. Is it Mindbreak or Love?(tm)

Leaves crunched under your feet with every step, making you wince at the sound. It added to the fear, causing waves of adrenaline to course through your body. You weren’t sure how long you’d been walking, the battery on your phone slowly draining from your reliance the flashlight to trudge through the darkness. Panic surged through you as it went out, your phone finally dead and entirely useless.

When your car broke down in the middle of nowhere you assumed you could call for help, only to be deterred by the complete lack of signal. Out of options, you’d decided to walk down the road until you could get your phone to work. You didn’t understand how it happened; one second you were walking on the road, and the next you were deep in the woods, hopelessly lost. The sun had fallen shortly after, dropping the temperature and making you painfully aware of how under-dressed you were. And now you had no light, either.

You trembled, stumbling in the dark as you started to sob, completely overwhelmed. You tripped and fell to the ground, your phone slung into the leaves somewhere. You frantically searched, feeling through the leaves and dirt for it. You crumpled, curling into a ball as you started to hyperventilate.

Thunder rolled in the distance, and when you looked up you realized you couldn’t see the stars. It was going to rain on you. You cried harder, trying to take shelter against a tree as the wind whipped at your skin and clothes.

Then, you heard something heavy thud into the leaves not fifteen feet away. Your eyes went wide, darting around futilely as you struggled to see anything in the dark. Leaves and twigs broke, the sounds approaching you as you started to slowly back away. Rain started to fall and the sound of drops hitting the leaves disoriented you further, now unable to tell which direction you should go. You sank slowly to the ground, hoping whatever it was would either overlook you or perceive you as not a threat.

You weren’t sure how, but you knew it was in front of you. Your breath hitched and you clenched your eyes shut, whimpering when you felt breath on your face. You felt something brush your cheek and flinched, trying to curl into a defensive position with your hands up.

“You smell good,” a raspy voice spoke softly, no more than a few centimeters from your face. Too stunned to move, you froze as several hands caressed you, cupping your tear-stained face and stroking your arms. A sickly sweet smell permeated the air, making you lightheaded and dizzy.

“I’ll help you.” You felt his face press into your neck and he inhaled deeply, shuddering as he exhaled against your skin. The hazy feeling intensified, causing an oddly needy feeling to build in your chest. You could feel your self-control slipping away as you fell forward onto him, four strong arms easily supporting you as he rose. He cradled you against his chest, an odd purr sounding in his chest as you snuggled against him, losing consciousness quickly due to the combined exhaustion and stress.

When you woke you were dry, your bare back pressed against a warm chest and something soft covering your otherwise naked body. Your vision was hazy, but as it cleared you noticed it was a gigantic moth wing blanketing you. Two pale arms draped over you, one over your waist and the other resting a hand on your hip.

You were in some kind of makeshift nest surrounded by a random assortment of objects. Forks, old shoes and other articles of clothing, some pairs of glasses, and other things littered the floors and shelves around the room. The space itself looked like part of an old castle or something, made up of stone and dilapidated, no doubt abandoned a long time ago. There were enough gaps in the walls for sunlight to stream in, illuminating everything enough for you to see.

You rolled onto your stomach, turning to face the creature. You nearly gasped, looking into his bright red eyes for the first time. He stared at you intensely, as though unsure of what to do. You felt your face burn, suddenly very aware of your lack of clothes. You brought your knees up to your chest as you sat up in a panic, trying to cover yourself from his very human-like gaze.

“Where am I?” you bunched yourself up tighter, shaking without the warmth of his wing on top of you. His antennae stiffened and he sat up too, leaning closer to you as he spoke.

“Our nest,” he said softly, approaching you cautiously as though you were a wild animal. Under different circumstances you might have laughed at the role reversal, but as is, you were just concerned about the word “our.” He slowly reached out and rested his hand on your arm, lightly stroking your skin.

“Don’t be scared,” he eased forward, “would never hurt mate.” His scent took the same sweet turn it had in the woods, and you relaxed a bit, still covering yourself but allowing him to trail his fingers along your arms and shoulders. Unconsciously you leaned closer, warmth starting to spread throughout your body and pool low in your stomach. His antennae twitched and he leaned his head back, letting his pale blue hair fall behind his shoulders. Before you could stop yourself you were sniffing at his neck, eyes rolling back at the delightful intensity.

He embraced you, pushing your chest against his and stroking your back. You tentatively brushed your lips against his skin, unsure if it was by your own volition or an effect of his scent. The purr he gave you in response made you decide you didn’t care, and you let yourself ease into his touch. He pulled away, looking you over as you crossed your arms over your chest once more and clenched your thighs together. The heat overtaking you made you pant and wish he’d keep holding you. His hand cupped your face for a moment before trailing down, gliding across the skin of your neck and pulling at your arm when he reached it. You did what he wanted, bringing your arms around his neck, only minimally embarrassed when he leered at your breasts.

“So pretty,” he hummed, the sound soothing your nerves. You pressed against him, kissing his lips as his hands roamed your body. He didn’t reciprocate at first, unsure what you were doing. He caught on fast, though, moving his lips against yours softly, his upper set of hands stroking up and down your back while the lower ones gripped gently at your thighs. His movements were hesitant and gentle, like he didn’t know how to touch you. The scent he was putting off only increased in intensity, though, making you squirm. You leaned back, breaking the kiss to look down at your slick-coated thighs. Oh. The druggy sweet scent suddenly made more sense.

“Breed with me,” he breathed, peering down at the mess your leaking cunt was making and nodding to himself as if confirming the command. You nervously watched as cock twitched and grew to full size, the sheer mass of it intimidating enough to briefly make you consider running. One look at his face, now tinged a light pink across his cheeks, had you abandoning all thoughts of leaving. He pushed you back against the nest, hovering over you as he rutted his thick girth against your thighs.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, watching his face as he lined himself up. He met your stare and opened his mouth, unconsciously prompting you to do the same as his saliva dripped down and into it. The taste was sweet like his scent, and you nearly climaxed right then from the overwhelming pleasure ingesting it gave you. Unable to resist, you pulled him closer to drink it from the source as he pressed in, breaching your entrance and stretching you around him.

He buried himself to the hilt inside you, pressing firmly against your cervix and allowing you to pant against his mouth as his tongue flicked uncertainly against yours. A strange feeling overtook you and you came suddenly, head falling back against the nest as convulsions shook your body. The entrance to your womb opened and you could feel lots of small, gelatinous objects flood your insides. It prolonged your orgasm, making you whimper and shake against him as he gave you his eggs. As you started to come down, you registered him cooing softly to you, his organ retracting from your walls.

You went limp under him and he waited as your breathing returned to normal, stroking your face and humming softly. He tried to mimic your kissing, pressing his lips flatly to your skin and intermittently licking your cheeks and lips. You sought out his hand and held it tightly, craving more of his touch.

He gripped your hand, purring excitedly as he readied himself again, swiping his tip against your folds before pressing in. You whined into his mouth as he began to thrust, quickly getting excited and throwing his previous caution to the wind. His hips slammed and ground against yours, thick hair at his base stimulating your clit.

You held onto him tightly, chests pressing together as you came again around him. He shuddered at the feeling of you clamping him so tightly, speeding up as his pace got more and more erratic. His length twitched and he started to leak copious amounts of precum, the excessive amount quickly filling you until it flowed out and created a sticky mess on your skin. Its warmth only served to push you over the edge again, your cunt spasming and creaming as you cried out.

Tears streamed down your face as you came again and again, constantly kept in a state of orgasm from his fluids. He groaned and purred, odd little chirps sounding from his throat as he mercilessly fucked you deeper into his nest, spurred on by your sounds and tears and the incessant clinging of your pussy.

“Good girl,” he panted, nearly thrashing with how violently he took you, “good mate,” he drooled, eyes rolling back as his words devolved into nonsense. If you’d been more coherent you’d have thought it was cute. His antennae twitched and he groaned loudly, slamming himself in as hard and deep as possible as he spilled his seed into your open, already flooded womb. His whole body jerked and then he went limp, still filling you as you milked him with a final orgasm so intense your vision was lost for a moment.

You both trembled, holding each other close as you took shaky breaths. He was still buried deep inside, his overstimulated cock resting soft in the mess he’d made of your innards. Stuck together with sweat and spit and cum, you reciprocated his clinging the best your spent body was able. He slowly peeled his face out of your neck and “kissed” you, pressing his slightly ajar mouth over yours. You took his face in your hands as you returned the gesture, trying to teach him how as your tongues tangled together.

With his soft demeanor returned, he gently slid himself out of you, both of you softly whimpering at the sensitive touch. You pushed back some of his sweat-slicked hair from his forehead and he smiled at you. The sound of his purr and the soft movements of his antennae made you less and less concerned about your car and everything else left behind if you stayed. The scent of his skin and the soft, breathy kisses he gave you added to the insignificance of your life before, until you didn’t care about anything besides him.

Well him, but also the babies you’d give him.

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