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No Escape (1)
Been working on this for months, was a one shot but now it's not. Lol. As usual hope you enjoy.
All characters depicted are over the age of 18.
Summary: You grow tired of Bakugo's bad behavior and after 4 years as a couple, you make a run for it.
Katsuki Bakugo x Black!Reader
Darkfic. Stalking, humiliation, dub-con, mild Daddy!kink. Potentially some untagged triggers.
@palettesofrenaissance as requested I am tagging you on my first part!
The stars had abandoned the sky, leaving the night black as pitch. The bladed edge of the cold air sliced at your ashen skin as you shuffled through woods. Here amongst the silent, barren trees, you were safe-- Far from the disaster of turbulence that was your relationship.
Katsuki was not right for you, a fact that you realized all too late after you were already involved. He didn't come on super strong when he first asked you out; He honestly had behaved as if he could've cared less if you were interested. However, within weeks of that first date, he was blowing up your phone with calls and texts every second of the day. It was cute-- even endearing at first, but as the honeymoon phase ceased, it was beyond overbearing.
With no regard for when you were at work, he was ceaseless in his seemingly sudden obsession. When you finally did hang out, he was all over you in near desperation, yearning for your completely undivided attention. It felt like you were suffocating as he consistently crowded your space and cut out all of the people in your life that mattered. You're not even entirely sure when you moved in with him. More and more of your stuff just kept turning up at his house, until he 'convinced' you not to go back to your apartment.
The clingy attachment got worse after you yielded to the pressure of living with him. You weren't allowed to keep a code on your phone anymore and only hung out with people he knew personally (most of which looked as if they wanted to go into a rut when they saw you). These things weren't something you took quietly though. There were countless screaming matches and arguments, all of which ended with him taking advantage of your heightened emotions and fucking you stupid across the nearest surface or piece of furniture after you had given up and started crying (you weren't exactly proud of that fact).
The highest point of contention after you'd yielded everywhere else, had been your job. His parents died and left an unspeakable amount of trust-fund money, so he didn't work which (to him) meant you shouldn't either. Plus, with you being in real estate, he outright said that he didn't want you, "Dressing up to be surrounded by a bunch of low-life bastards." There was also, the fact that you could ride around sometimes one or two towns over for hours ignoring him-- which especially caused him grief.
His solution was to track your car, stalking your every move when you left the house and actively attempting to make you quit. At one point he'd slashed all four tires of your car while you showed a house so that of course, you had to call him to pick you up. A different time, you took a (male) client and his son out to lunch to show him what the local attractions were like, and you went outside to a kicked in windshield, as well as all 4 windows busted out. Not even the sideview mirrors were spared.
Your management team was able to turn a blind eye those times and let you lie and claim random acts of vandalism or mistaken identity, especially with all the love you got from clients and other customers alike. However, not to be defeated, Bakugo upped the ante and had his buddy from the police force send SWAT to a house that you were doing a walkthrough on. They kicked in the doors and windows with guns and helicopters claiming that they received an active shooter notice for the address. You had been scared shitless, that is until the SWAT team carried you out and you saw Iida suited up, looking completely unbothered despite the 'severity' of the situation. He actually lit a cigarette and subjected you to an entirely unnecessary, way-too-thorough body search behind one of the police cruisers. Seconds later a familiar orange mustang with orange rims drove by and you knew what was going on. Luckily, the police presence spared you from being fired, as management had believed there was real danger. (The event was breaking news and blocked traffic for hours).
With that one having backfired and you crying and throwing a fit, he bought you a dog to 'apologize' though he never actually said the words. He later proceeded to double down on arguments about you quitting your job and broke your phone. Of course he ended up replacing it with a fancier more expensive one-- But you soon realized that it had only the contacts of people that had earned his approval and a monitoring software.
It was never ending with him, but trying to leave or break up face to face only made him hold you hostage until you promised not to leave. After waking up handcuffed to the headboard the last time you tried that, you chose not to try it again.
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Meanwhile, hard work and dedication (and screaming matches with your boyfriend) afforded you the senior salesperson promotion, meaning you were one step from a sales management position. With this title under your belt, you could step into a leadership role with more freedom than before.
To build reputation and show management potential, you were given the chance to sell a house of your choice and then would go through a shadowing and training process, meaning you were about 6-8 months shy of your dream position if everything worked out okay.
You'd spotted the perfect property and bought it on behalf of the company. There hadn't been too much confidence in it due to its age compared to other homes in the area, but with the right renovations and staging, and a well advertised open house, buyers would flock; that much was certain.
Late nights, early mornings, a dozen gallons of coffee. There was nothing your heart desired more than for the success of this house-- the success of you. It would be perfect and even set a new standard for open house events within the company.
There were unfortunately several out of budget expenses, like hiring a caterer and setting up before and after photoshoots for the property. The cost of landscaping had gone over due to several rotted tree removals, and sod placement for quite a bit of the back and side yards. There was also no way you were going to fill in the inground pool, which would become a major selling point after fixing it's disgusting condition. Repiping, rewiring, new insulation, trash removal (it was previously a hoarder's house), and a pool remodel... Everyone warned you about taking on a foreclosure sight-unseen for your first solo reno, but in your excitement, you tended to be exceedingly ambitious and with no HOA there were no limits.
At this point your job was the only thing you had control over, the only thing that gave you relief. And as you nitpicked yourself to a perfectionist's standard, your boyfriend remained oddly quiet. He actually volunteered his own money so it didn't look to anyone that you had technically far exceeded the company budget. The words of encouragement he offered while you worked were foreign, but you appreciated not having to fight when you were so tired. He was acting all warm and supportive like everything mattered to him so much..
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The house had turned out incredibly. Inside and out, there was no sign of the safety hazard that it had been, only an amazing dwelling that would belong to a happy family, hopefully in the near future. Before leaving home, you checked that all of your equipment was fully charged and ready to go: Laptop, tablet, phone, and USB that contained all the photographers pictures and video edits of the newly revived property.
Bakugo had a prior engagement and would be at the grand opening of his friend Midoriya's gym (a timing overlap that was very intentional on your part), though he would be dropping you off to the open house. The ride was silent, but not due to the aftermath of a huge argument; it was because something was up with Bakugo. All of his body language read that he was on edge, frequently tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. He only behaved this way when there was something on his mind.
"You good, Kats? You look really tense."
He smiled gleefully before glancing your way with sharp red eyes. "I'm alright."
"Aight then." You shrugged. "Make the next right and the place is at the other end of the street, on the cor-"
"I know where it is."
"Of course you do." You sighed, throwing your hands up.
Pulling up to your destination a few minutes later, you got out of the car and Bakugo followed suit. Grabbing your bag for you, he stood on the sidewalk for a moment.
"Wow." He commented, admiring the property. "Way to turn this shithole around. Nice job."
"Uh, Thank you." You smirked, heat creeping up your cheeks. "You look surprised."
"Well, I haven't followed you in like a month. Been busy helping Deku with his shitty new hires."
You sighed, rolling your eyes. It wasn't like you didn't know that he did it, but you preferred he not mention the stalking.
Showing Bakugo around the inside, you wanted to make sure that everything was in place for guests. Design wise, it was perfect; Every accent wall on the first level of the house had the same pattern which became the theme for the furniture colors and pillows. The upstairs followed the same trend, just with a different color/pattern combination. The curtains for each level were in the respective opposite color of the accent walls-- But it was the little details that mattered, so you went from room to room spraying air freshener and placing a scented candle in each; it combatted the smell of recently dried paint. You also needed to sit out the gift bags that had your business card and number tucked within and set up the projector so that it linked to your laptop.
Bakugo was actually impressed and would've stayed to watch you all day (his own words) but he had to leave for Izuku's event. Meanwhile, the caterers had arrived and were putting together shrimp cocktails and hors d'oeuvres, in time for the early bird guests showing up.
It didn't take long before a steady stream of potential buyers filled the property. They were encouraged to mingle and look around on their own or join in as you gave a tour with details about the artwork on the walls, insulation, and the re-pipe/rewire. One of your assistants also helped you to do a live stream showing each room, while another managed the gift card raffle, and the third made sure that every single guest left with a gift bag.
The event went on for roughly 2.5 to 3 hours, which you were on your feet networking for the duration of. You'd picked up 4 more potential buyers for a few different properties after chatting up countless people, as well as several who wanted this one. A bidding war was most certainly on the horizon.
For everyone that stayed to the end, a film reel of before and after shots was assembled. You and your co-workers had the remaining people gather in the media room of the home, where the projector had been set up at. "Alrighty ladies and gentlemen! This will be the final act of our showing. We will put on display what each room looked like before the transformation, with side-by-side images recapping the final product you've seen here today-- The point of which is to highlight just how hard earned the beauty of this house is, and why it would be perfect to live and raise your beloved family in."
The video came on in clear, perfect hi-resolution, starting with a series of credits for all the companies involved in the renovation of the property (clean up, photography, landscaping, pool fix etc). In the meantime you slipped out of the room and down the hallway, heading to the mother-in-law suite on the front side of the house and closing the door. You wanted a hair and makeup touch-up before it was time to shake hands and say goodbye.
Pushing your blazer off and stepping out of your heels you went and opened the chest of drawers to pull out your tote bag. Out of habit, the first thing you did was grab your phone but strangely enough, there was only one text message from Katsuki awaiting you from about half an hour after the open house had started. "Made it."Was all it said. You hummed curiously, tossing it on the bed in favor of your makeup bag, flats, and spray bottle. It was severely, out of character for him, but you had to worry about closing out the evening.
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The audience sat politely through the first minute or two of the presentation. It consisted of the credentials and numbers for the separate business entities that collaborated on the house. Completely normal.
However--
Things took a turn for the worst just moments later after you stepped out.
The screen went black for about 5-10 seconds and the gruff voice of a male could be heard in the background. When the image on the screen resumed, it was of a man in peak physical condition from the chin down, proud erection sitting between toned thighs as he stroked it rapidly. There was a plain black band on his left ring finger with a diamond studded behemoth on the middle one. He had a sleeve of colorful tattoos and spider bite piercings under the right corner of his mouth ."I love these little tantrums you throw, Baby." He grunted through his teeth. "Gets me so fucken hard when you act like a spoiled brat..." He stopped stroking with his hand and began to thrust fiercely into it instead. "But no matter how mad you get..." He said, breathing ragged and labored, "You'll always belong to Daddy." He moaned, shooting his load straight up, allowing it to land on his incredible abs.
It felt like an eternity for those watching, but the clip was less than 20 seconds long. Some astounded viewers quickly vacated, while others lingered feigning disgust, gasps and whispers.
But not one of your coworkers-- the so-called 'work family' moved to stop it, even as the next clip started immediately.
This one was of the same man, face still obscured, but from the point of view of the woman he was on top of; you. The camera seemed to have been recording from just above your head and tilted downward, so your face wasn't showing either. It was likely placed in the headboard.
Length buried fully into you, with your legs wrapped around his waist, his usual tone was down to a gritty pur. "Shit girl... I fucking love when you act like this...You want Daddy to make you cum?"
Your hands ran up his arms as you pulled him down flush against you. "Yes please.." you whimpered from beneath him.
"Louder." He hissed biting your neck.
"--Yes, please Daddy! Make me cum!"
"Hehehe...Of course.." He pulled completely out for a moment and you began to protest.
"Wait, please, I--" you whined, before he soothed you:
"It's alright Baby Girl, just hold on."
Pushing your knees up to your chest so that your ankles were on his shoulders and getting into a kneeling position, he sunk into your tight pussy from a new angle-- both of you groaning unified bliss. Suddenly, his pace was fast, breathing labored as he fucked into your wet hole.
That's what you saw when you were finally coming back from your bathroom break-- just in time to look down the corridor that opened up into the media room and see yourself squealing in delight as you squirted all over your boyfriend.
It was so astonishing you stopped dead in your tracks, staring confusedly down the hallway for a minute as you tried to figure out what you were seeing and why. A vicious pang of sadness struck your heart as tears began to ruin your freshly redone make-up.
Meanwhile, a third clip started-- This one with you standing, facing the camera from the neck down, with Bakugo sitting behind you on the edge of the bed. There could've been plausible deniability that this wasn't you, that this was a data breach of some sort and the computer had been hacked-- but right there, dangling between your gorgeous bouncing titties-- was the necklace that currently adorned you. It was too distinctive, (a diamond studded hand-grenade with a flash behind it, engraved with the date you and Bakugo met) and you wore it every day.
Less than 2 minutes of footage, had effectively ruined your entire professional life.
Had you not been afraid of someone keeping or distributing this imagery, you would've marched right out of the front door and never looked back. Instead, you dragged your feet the rest of the way down the hall into a room full of scornful sneers from colleagues, and horny perverts that didn't care to avert their eyes from the video of you getting fucked.
It looked too good; with him having pulled you back on to his lap and lifted your legs up. The view of how accepting your tight cunt was of such a big dick would live forever with these people, partnered with the sound of your moans as your pussy was filled with cum.
You slammed the laptop shut and snatched it free from the cords of the projector, numbly walking out of the room to get your bag and go. After all of the measures that were taken to keep something like this from happening, it still ended up being a disaster. The laptop that you were using was at least 6 years old. You kept it as messy as possible, with file folders saved across the home screen and the taskbar full of miscellaneous interests. It wasn't synced to any accounts, all apps that weren't games were deactivated for the most part. No Docs, no Cloud, no Adobe suite. Just plain PowerPoint, which was over a decade old at this point. You wracked your brain, trying to figure it out; Where had you gone wrong? How did Katsuki even manage this!?
Heading down the walkway, the orange monstrosity that he drove was parked on the sidewalk waiting for you. The negative emotions within you undulated like snakes in a pit. You slammed the car door as you got in and didn't spare him a glance.
He didn't react, other than the smirk that he forced himself to suppress, expecting a blow-up any minute but it never came. Instead, you cried silently. The tears just started pouring down your face as you stared straight ahead. Immediately he felt a wash of guilt. He hated when you cried but you really forced his hand; You liked to go to work and pretend he didn't exist, like you were single and work was your everything. So it was your own fault. Still, he would forgive you with no hesitation as soon as you shed a tear.
"How?" You asked, voice low, still not looking at him.
"I switched the videos when you dozed off last night...You left everything open."
You didn't bother to respond, a massive sob coming from you instead as tears kept coming.
Bakugo was certain that he had never seen anyone cry like that; almost completely silently with no noise other than the occasional sniff and nose wipe with a handkerchief. Definitely a far departure from your usual. You winced when he rested his hand on your thigh but otherwise did not protest.
"Kats, I'm tired. Please head home, I've been on my feet all day."
"Uh, yeah." He didn't know how to respond.
"Thank you."
The rest of the ride was silent. You had screamed, shouted, and broken things more times than you could count and at this point, you just didn't have the energy to do that. Tired and angry for sure, but at the core of it all you were sad. That he could do such hateful things. That he could care less about what you wanted for yourself. That he would be so unnecessarily cruel, while still claiming to love you.
This was the last straw.
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For a few months, you plotted and played your role. If you wanted to go somewhere, you asked him to bring you. You wore overly revealing clothes and climbed all over him in public. You stopped using his name, referring to him exclusively as Daddy no matter who was around. You would initiate sex, begging him to fuck you; beg to fuck him. You even took to sending him video and pictures of you playing with yourself when he left you at home, sometimes in his oversized clothes, other times nothing at all-- (which would make him come back much faster, if he could help it). You really made him feel his victory.
Kats was too busy loving that you didn't resist him anymore and was all too eager to have you all to himself; You, he, and the dog had been to 5 countries in the three months since. It was easy to get swept up in the gifts and vacations (and mind-blowing orgasms) and forget he was something that you needed to get away from, since he had been absolutely perfect since you started acting the way he wanted. You almost felt bad about your brewing plot to leave.
Well, it actually wasn't much of a plot, you were you going to take a few thousand out of his home safe, get the dog, and ghost. He was just too unstable and insecure, and at this point it was clear that he could only behave properly when you were 'obedient'.
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The sole opportunity to leave came with the passing of another month. When he wasn't traveling, Bakugo habitually visited his parents' headstones on the Saturday of every third weekend, at sunset. It was the absolute only time that he left you devoid of incessant phone calls, messages, and his suffocating presence. A cloud of guilt shrouded the decision to leave at such a time... But you'd never know peace if you didn't. What other choice did you have? You had learned from the last several times you attempted to break up with him that it would only intensify his crazy.
When he left that evening, you waited until receiving the text that he was there to make your move. You left absolutely everything behind other than Thunder with his dogfood and cash from Bakugo's safe-- On foot, hence lurking through the woods that started on the edge of the property instead of taking a main road. The location of motion cameras on the edge of the acreage that surrounded the house were something that you had carefully mapped out the boundaries of-- And after almost 4 years, you knew where they were by heart.
There was also a small plan that was put into play as a distraction; He always took the smaller, more low key of the cars when visiting the cemetery. In turn, you sent his chef to a store over an hour in the opposite direction of where you were going, in his easy to spot orange car.
It would be hours before he knew you were gone...
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Little Dove 3/?
Part 1 Part 4
TWs for this part: smoking, manipulation, grooming
Dabi knows what he's doing is wrong. He's not blind to his own backwards morality. In fact, he revels in it. He's murdered without a second thought, for no more than a flash of annoyance. He's a consummate monster.ย
But thisโฆ the plans shaping up for Hawksโ sweet little sister are truly demented. They're sick, twisted, the sort of evil that leaves a stain and never washes out. He can't wait to share what the hero will do. No doubt, Hawks will try to defend himself. Endeavor will find out what his lost son made the hero do, and he will be filled with disgust for both his son and his second.ย
It's all due to an accident of fate. Hawks losing his phone was the best thing to happen to Dabi. Thanks to the idiotโs affectionate contact name for his sister, Dabi was going to trap the two birds in a cage of his own twisted design.ย
You and Dabi text every day after that. Heโs funny in a dark, sardonic sort of way, but you suppose thatโs normal for someone in his line of work. He convinces you to meet up the following weekend. Youโre nervous to meet him again.ย
Youโre also worried about Keigo finding out, but your brother is absent in the few days leading up to your โdate.โ You donโt think it can properly be called that because itโs not as if he likes you, right? Heโs just being nice to his peerโs little sister who never gets out.
Either way, youโre super excited. You spend entirely too much time picking an outfit, lamenting your lack of girlfriends to ask for advice. Last time he saw you, you looked like a kid. You were in your school uniform. This time, you want him to see you looking more adult.
Eventually you settle on a black t-shirt and jeans, both of which hug you flatteringly. You wear black shoes good for walking just in case, and even put on what you consider an artful application of makeup. You think you look much more mature like this, though the butterflies in your stomach belie your cool facade.
Soon enough, you trek to the cafe where you agreed to meet. Dabi is already sitting back in one of the outdoor seats. He nods in acknowledgement and his eyes flick over you; you flush at his clear appraisal, and wish you could figure out what heโs thinking.ย
โCโmon,โ he says, rising to throw an arm around your shoulders.
Heโs so warm and the scents of smoke and tobacco waft from him, as well as something that else that reminds you of fiery nights, but you canโt quite pick out why. It doesnโt matter; the smell isnโt necessarily bad.
โWhere are we going?โย
He steers you toward an alley and a writhing mass of darkness appears. โThis is a friendโs quirk. Itโs safe,โ he assures you as you step through. You cling to him through the darkness and he squeezes you close.
When you come out the other side, youโre in a small apartment. It must be his place. Thereโs a futon, a mini fridge, a sink, what you guess is the lavatory, but the focus is a decent sized flat screen hooked up to a few different consoles. A cardboard box is filled with folded clothes, but thatโs the extent of the furniture. Itโs like he just moved in.
โI figured we should hang and get to know each other,โ Dabi says by way of explanation. He sprawls on the futon and gestures for you to join him, turns on the television, and begins scrolling through apps via one of the consoles. โDo you game?โ
You shift from foot to foot before finally taking a seat on the edge of the futon. โA little.โ Most of the games in the apartment were chosen by Keigo and youโre not big on those.
He nods. โWhat dโya like to watch? Iโll put something on.โ
โI donโt know, I watch pretty much anything.โ
His head rolls toward you and he deadpans, โIโll put on some porn.โ Your expression must be comical because he bursts out laughing. โRelax, Iโm not trying to break you.โ He settles on Netflix and sticks on some Korean show about zombies. โThis oneโs pretty good.โ
You nod, actually familiar with the show. โOh yeah, I like this show. It gets pretty dark though.โ
You watch and slowly become more comfortable, leaning back on a pillow propped against the wall. Youโve almost forgotten to be awkward by the time you see fumbling out of the corner of your eye and you glance toward its source.
Dabi has taken down his mark and sports a cigarette between his lips. The bottom one is charred, scarred all the way down into his t-shirt. He lifts a brow at you, then flicks up a finger. A blue flame dances atop it. He uses that to light the cigarette. โPenny for your thoughts?โ
โYou have a fire quirk?โ Itโs about the dumbest thing you can say, but he nods.ย
โYep. And you can thank that for all these fuckinโ scars. Pretty, huh?โ
The thing is, if it werenโt for the scars, youโd think Dabi is pretty. Even with them, he has a rough, edgy look to him that probably pulls women anyway.ย
You shrug. โI like all your piercings.โ
โYeah?โ He tugs your ear lobe with the hand not holding the cigarette and you giggle. โYou should get some yourself. I bet youโd look pretty hot.โ
โKeigo would flip.โ The words are out before you can think twice. Your hand slaps over your mouth, eyes wide.
Dabi watches you keenly with those sharp blue eyes of his. โKeigo, huh? Donโt worry, Dove, I wonโt tell his secret identity.โ
โThanks.โ
โAs far as what he likesโฆ well, I bet he wouldnโt like me flirting with his little sister either, but here we are.โ
You fall still, unsure you heard him correctly. โYouโre flirting with me?โ
Dabi laughs again. โSure am. Youโre too damn cute. Why, did you think I asked you to hang just to be nice?โ
โI donโt know.โ Your voice is hardly above a whisper, suddenly shy under his gaze.
Dabiโs tongue skirts his lips and he leans in close. You can smell the cigarette on his breath, but it doesnโt both you. โSweetheart, you have been running through my mind like a goddamn train since the second I saw you.โ He pulls you against him and kisses the top of your head. โYou okay with that?โ
You smile and speak through the fluttering pulse in your throat. โYeah.โ
โGood.โ
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Ask of me debauchery....
...and you shall fucking receive.
Step by Step: A Geckoโs Guide to Becoming a Really Bad Person
Part One
Rating: Explicit - Minors DNI!!!
Summary:ย In which, Bully!Reader manipulates Step-Bro!Spinner sexually in increasingly demeaning ways. And eventually, he asks his good olโ pal Tomura Shigaraki for help.
CW:ย ย Step-brother, Dub-Con, Blackmail, Bullying, Mean Reader, Male Masturbation, Oral Sex, Spinner has two dicks, Step-cest, Monster-fucking, AU - No League of Villains
A/N: I predict people are gonna be maaaaaad about this one and I'm all for it lol
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[excerpt]
Her step-brother, Shuichi Iguchi, was a fucking loser. She knew it from the moment she saw him. And not in a prejudiced way or anything, it wasnโt because he was a heteromorph. After all, she hasย plentyย of heteromorph friends (noneย quiteย as extreme as him, but still!)
No, it was all the other things she noticed about him when he walked into the family restaurant with his Dad the first day they met. The way he carried himself, slouching and fidgeting endlessly, unable to decide if he should cross his arms, put them in his pockets, or keep them at his side. The way heย dressed,ย a ridiculously faded crewneck, baggy cargo pants, and a freebie League of Legends snapback that only served to further curtain his greasy long hair in his face. When she actually managed to grab a glimpse of his eyes through the locks, it was only for a second, and they were constantly shifting, dropping, unspeakably nervous.
Even in a casual setting, he looked completely out of place. He practically jumped anytime anyone asked him the most basic of questions like โhowโs schoolโ, โwhat do you want to drinkโ, โcan you pass the soy sauceโ. It was like heโd just been dragged out of his bedroom for the first time in five years โ and she wouldnโt have been surprised if that was the case.
She also wouldnโt have been surprised if this was the first time heโd ever been this close to a girl before, as he always lookedย especiallyย panicked anytime he realized she was glancing at him, so she didnโt even really bother trying to talk to him that night, focussing instead on getting to know he future step-father โ who seemed like an overall decent guy.
At the very least, Iguchi seemed to understand his status well. When she entered high school โ the same one as him โ he didnโt try to walk with her to or from school, didnโt try and talk to her, basically pretended like they didnโt even know each other, which she appreciated. She wouldโve hated to have to be a bitch and tell him to get lost in front of all her new high school friends and potentially be reprimanded by her Mom to prove a point (of course, she wouldโve if she had to).
Yes, her new step-brother was a fucking loser, someone she wouldnโt be caught dead talking to, let alone spending any meaningful time with in public.ย
And yet somehow, she was completely infatuated with him.
She loved the way his skin looked, the different viridescent shades it took on depending on what angle or lighting she saw it in. She loved even more the way it felt, the times when his hands brushed against hers when he handed her a bowl or she bumped shoulders with him, cool and impossibly smooth with a texture so different from her own. Sheโd wanted to run her hand across every inch of it, to feel every difference. Just imagining it pressing and rubbing all across her own body had her gasping into her pillow for hours.
She didnโt know how the fuck it happened. It wouldโve been great if she did, because maybe she could make it unhappen then. But nope, the harder she tried to understand it, the further away the answer seemed to get.
Maybe it was because he was so different from her or anyone else she would ever actually consider dating. Had their parents not gotten married, she never wouldโve let herself give Iguchi the time of day. But within the walls of this family home, she was able to enjoy and explore him to her heartโs content. She was inquisitive by nature. Her friends called it sadistic, but she saw it as just wanting to see how far she could take things. And the desire to do so to Shuichi Iguchi was no different. He was so sweet and so shy, so eager to please or be invisible to everyone around him.
She wanted to see where that ended, what exact buttons she could press to get him to actually snap at her.
It started with little things at first, innocent things. Asking him to do her chores, her homework, even her shopping, yet he could never say no to her. Not even when she asked him to go buy her a set of lacy lingerie she was wanting. He actually fucking did it โ handing the little pink boutique bag out to her without looking her in the eye, his skin flushed all the way down to his neck. Oh, she knew then that he was going to beย funย .ย
That with him, she could really getโฆ creative.
Flirting with him shamelessly, hanging out on his bed in nothing but a pair of panties and a tank top sheโd stolen fromย himย while he played video games, throwing her legs over his lap during family movie nights, pretending she didnโt notice how warm and fidgety it made him while she continued to move her calves back and forth across his crotch.
There came a point when she thought that maybe the guy was just unbreakable, that he really didnโt have a single impure thought about her in his head and that this wasnโt a game, but just an infuriating (not to mentionย insultingย ) exercise in futility.ย
But then, late one night, through the thin wall they shared, she heard it. The sound of flesh against flesh, muffled grunts.
Her name, breathy but distinctive, on his tongue.ย
Shuichi Iguchi, her dear, perfectly behaved, and endlessly timid older step-brother, was in his bed, jacking off.ย
Imaginingย herย .
And it wasnโt a one time incident either. She listened closely in the following days, and discovered that it was a nightly occurrence, thatย sheย was a nightly occurrence to him. And it wasnโt long before she joined him in his fantasizing, spending night after night pressed as close into the wall as she could get, imagining that that stupid piece of plaster dividing their beds was gone, as she fingered herself to sleep.
It shouldโve gotten easier after that, she shouldโve been able to extend her patience knowing that it was an actual possibility now. But if anything, it made the burn within her even worse, knowing that it was so close yet so far out of reach. She didnโt just want this, she fuckingย neededย this. But itโs not like she could let himย knowย that. She couldnโt let him think that she wanted it, that she wantedย himย . She needed it to seem like mercy.ย
She needed to have the upperhand.
So, she started setting traps. Things she could use against him, to get him into the palm of her hand, a place where he didnโt say no just because he didnโt want to say no, but so that heย couldnโtย say no. She asked him to get things from her room and left sex toys out, wore skimpier and skimpier outfits that she could catch him staring at her in, left her phone out so that he could read her lewd messages to other boys at school.ย
Yet still, nothing.
Iguchi didnโt step a single clawed toe out of line outside of the four walls of his bedroom. He was the perfectly polite older brother that she knew and hated to love.
It wasnโt until she wasnโt even trying to trap him that he finally took the bait.ย
Continue on AO3
#shuichi iguchi#shuichi iguchi x reader#iguchi shuichi x reader#iguchi shuichi#smut#mha#my hero academia#bnha#boku no hero academia#cw dubcon#cw stepcest#cw bullying#darkfic#mha x reader#bnha x reader#my hero academia x reader#cw monsterfucking
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๐๐ smoke and vanilla...........you really did that huhhh ๐ฉ i know you don't take requests but i really look forward to seeing what you write next
Aaaah thank you for sticking around, friend โฅ๏ธ
As for what I'm writing next, I have no idea lmao
Kinda feeling like giving Shigaraki a mommy kink, kinda feel like doing a slow-ish-burn Dabi piece (เนโขแดโขเน) we shall see~
#ShadeSpeaks#deadass i usually just write whatever pops into my head at 3am#i'm a loose cannon chief#i have literally no idea what the mha fanfic landscape is like#suppressing the urge to slap down the worst possible darkfic i can think of#or just descend into pure pwp smut
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"Nothing can keep us apart. I'll burn the world down if they try."
Okay, listen. I couldn't decide if I wanted to twist Gojo from JJK for this or do it for Dabi from MHA in prep for my fic with him. (Then I was even tempted to go with Mikey from Tokyo Revengers but I reminded myself that I am not at all caught up with that and it was a bad idea lol) So...I basically did neither and left it open to interpretation. (aka I left some hints that could refer to both of them but don't name names)
One of these days I will make a choice but it is not this day. I hope you like it.
Rating: M
Warnings: obsession. mentioned violence and destruction. threats. ...sort of kidnapping? Darkfic! Un-beta'd.
In retrospect, you should have known better.ย
Your mother always told you that you were a magnet for trouble. You had laughed her off, waving away the awkwardness of the truth of that statement. It wasnโt that you were a magnet for it, you just tended to act without thinking sometimes and that was what got you in trouble. Luckily, you also were often able to charm your way out of it, but she had warned you that one day it wouldnโt work. You had promised her to do better, to be careful.ย
She was right.ย
You ducked into another small shop. You were just trying to buy some time until your friend showed up with the train tickets. You needed to get out of this place and fast. Before he found you. And he would if you werenโt careful. He seemed to have some sixth sense when it came to you.ย
When you met, he was charming in his own weird way. You had laughed off his flirtations, not taking him seriously even though you caught the way others had watched your interactions. It wasnโt serious. It couldnโt be. Not when he was who he was and you wereโฆyou. Exceedingly average in comparison to the people he surrounded himself with. And that was fine. You liked your life and you were well aware that meeting him in the first place was a complete happenstance. It didnโt mean anything.ย
Except that it did. To him.ย
You donโt know if it was the casual way you treated him, ignoring the features and abilities that everyone else focused on, or if there was something else you missed. It didnโt matter. He had decided that the two of you were meant to be, that you were destined to be at his side through it all. When you laughed it off, which you really needed to stop doing considering how much things were coming to bite you in the ass, he was unimpressed. He promised heโd prove it. Heโd make you understand. It was the first warning.ย
It got complicated from there.ย
Heโd show up whenever you were out with friends. Not always coming over to interact, but enough to make you aware of his presence. Youโd feel his stare on you and if anyone tried to hit on you, the moment your back was turned, theyโd disappear. Sometimes youโd see them leave, not giving you another glance. He always took the opportunity to present himself, to grin at you and offer to take you home. You never took him up on it, aware that youโd never make it to your home. Heโd take you to his, fingers brushing against your skin as heโd give promises to make you feel good if you just said yes, let him in. If you did that, heโd never let you go.ย
It got worse when you were approached by those attempting to corral him, wanting to use you as bait, as coercion, wanting you to manipulate him to their desires. When you refused, suddenly you found yourself out of a job. Your boss gave no warning, no explanation but you had a feeling that it was because of that. They had retaliated to your denial. At least he only scared others off and tried to sway you.ย
When he found out though?ย
You thought you knew destruction before. You had seen it on the news, but it was always something distant. Close but not really in your backyard. It was never something that you felt you really needed to worry about. Until you heard about what was destroyed and you knew.ย
He couldnโt stay away and when you questioned it, he just grinned. โI did it for you,โ he said. โTold you Iโd protect you.โ It sent chills down your spine. Another warning.ย
You barely even packed a bag. You couldnโt use your own accounts, something in the back of your mind suggesting he had someone watching them. You asked one of the few friends you had left for help. They had seen the way he looked at you. They agreed with ease, promising to meet you with tickets to get you out. Preferably out of the country but youโd take what you could get. Any space would be worth it.ย
The bell above the door rings and you duck behind a shelf automatically. Itโs stupid, but your motherโs words echo in your head and you canโt help but be nervous. No one knows where you are except your friend and even then, they only know the meeting place. Itโs fine, you tell yourself. Youโll be long gone soon.ย
โBoo.โ
You nearly jump out of your skin, spinning to see him standing behind you. His eyes seem to light up at your reaction. His hands are shoved in his pockets but that doesnโt mean heโs not dangerous. Youโve seen how fast he can react when he wants to.ย
โWha-what are you doing here?โ You stumble back slightly, trying to increase the space between you.ย
He tilts his head, looking at you. โWhat do you think?โย
โShopping?โ You wince even as you say it. Itโs not true just because you hope it is.
โWhere were you going?โ he asks. Thereโs no amusement in his expression. Instead, you see the same threat that was there when he told you what he did to the people who wanted to use you against him.ย
โNowhere.โ
โNo? So you arenโt supposed to meet up with whatโs their name in twenty minutes?โ
You stiffen. โWhat did you do?โย
โNothing,โ he shrugs. โNot yet at least. That depends on you.โย
You glance around but the shop seems suddenly empty and the cashier is gone. Youโre left alone with him. โWhat do you mean?โย
โI told you, didnโt I? I said Iโd protect you, that Iโd take care of you because youโre mine. Weโre in this together.โ
You step back, shaking your head but he moves forward, cornering you against one of the shelves.ย
He bends down, lips brushing against your cheek. โYouโre not leaving me. Nothing can keep us apart. Iโll burn the world down if they try.โ He pulls back just enough to look into your eyes. โThat includes your friend. So whatโs your choice? You going to finally come home?โย
You swallow tightly. You know what heโs capable of. He wouldnโt make a threat heโs not willing to stand by. โYeah,โ you say softly, giving in. โIโm ready.โ
He grins before leaning in, mouth pressing against yours. His hand goes to the back of your neck, tilting your head slightly so he can deepen the kiss. You let yourself fall into it. It's demanding and hard but it draws you in further with every movement and taste of him. When he finally breaks, when youโre both breathing heavily and desperate for air, he nods. โFinally.โ He takes your hand and leads you from the shop, away from where you were supposed to meet your friend.
Obsession Prompts
#dark drabble#rey of luke#I can't decide on pairing so choose who you want#unnamed characters#dark!gojo x reader#dabi x reader#tagging it those because they were originally part of the plan
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I'm crazy for the torture and body horror stuff, especially with yanderes. I love it. Dabi please restrain me by one of my face piercings and hurt me. I wrote a few fics on AO3 about it! I refuse to put them on Tumblr not linked to AO3 because I'm scared to get termed lol.
I got my nipples done two years ago and oh my god I love them. Just don't think about it. Make the appointment and insist on paying prior to the appointment!
dhsjahsj I totally get being scared of getting termed - at least the MHA fandom on here has (or at this point, has had... RIP) plenty of darkfic writers, so I think you'd be good!! But even then it's still a little daunting, I am 110% with you. I was lucky my very first fics got to the right audience when I started out on here - but even now (and with a username like this and warnings all over) I get a little antsy posting truly nasty shit. Thank god we icky people can frolic over on ao3 lmao
That is really solid advice, thank you!!! I just have to dive right into it ๐ค
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ใ Life as a Cat ใ
Cat!Shigaraki Tomura and Cat!Reader imagines.
Warning: fluffy, maximum cuteness, petnapping, kinda dark.
This is just a scenarios of you or him being a cat, also shiggy is kinda creepy here. No zoophilia i hate them just platonic.
ใ Shigaraki Tomura as a Cat ใ
You fucking adored him.
Got him from the pet store cuz you want a companion and you love cats.
Can't pick which one but saw the little blue devil eyeing up at you with those big ol' red eyes, and you choose him cuz he's cute.
You showered him with love and effection.
He likes it.
You name him Tenko and got him a collar so someone will return him to you if he got lost (he won't), and often called him Tenko-chan.
The blue devil hates everyone except you.
You're upset that you can't greet people or animals if he's there with you cuz he'll immediately hiss at them and attack them.
You're his owner and you should always love him, why can't you understand that? Unfortunately you can't speak cat language.
You gave him a bath cuz he's covered in dirt and red stains, probably he killed a small animal despite you gave him food.
He didn't mind the bath as long as it's you.
You went to bed and fell asleep, the blue devil snuggle up on top of you and he too drift to sleep.
He'll protect you because you're his owner and his forever.
ใ You as a Cat ใ
Everyone could tell that you're a energetic, friendly, happy-go-lucky cat and they weren't wrong.
You love to greet other humans and animals and wanted to be their friends, though sometimes you leave them alone to give them their personal space.
You love going outside, your family let you out so you could get some fresh air. The strangers knows you and often greets you or pet you, even the weird blue haired human seem to like you as well.
You don't know why the hooded man picks you up and carried you away, but you assumed that he wants to be your friend so you became his first friend.
He's name Tomura and he kept hugging you and kissing you, calling you angel despite it's not your name (he throw the collar away) but you don't mind it nor would you mind his effection to you cuz you love it!
He also gave you food and you love food! You would quickly gobble up all of it in your bowl and Tomura is surprise by it but was happy that you're enjoying the meal.
You would see him play with his computer in his room, sometimes he's happy for whatever reason and other times he'll be angry to the point that he'll throw things in his room and you're scared of him.
Tomura saw you and called you but you're afraid to go near him, he comes to you and says sorry while hugging and kissing you, and you understood and goes back to loving him cuz he deserve it.
The man didn't let you out and you're sad about it but he told you that it's dangerous to go outside and he's sad to be alone in his house, but you didn't want to see him sad so you stay with him to make him feel better.
You would often look out in the window and miss being with your family, and you wish to go outside again until you saw a poster of you and above it reads 'missing' and Tomura just shred it, you wondered why.
Tomura decided to let you out and you're happy about it but first he needs to put you on a leash and tied you outside the backyard, it kinda upset you that you can't explore the neighborhood but it's enough to leave you happy to finally feel the fresh air and the warmth of the sun again.
You met another cat and you tried to befriend them but Tomura shooed them away and take you back inside the house.
He said that that cat will hurt you and didn't want anything bad happen to you, he's very protective of you because he loves you but you just want to make friends despite it's dangerous like he said.
Why can't he just let you go?
Tomura is asleep and all the windows and doors are lock, you fell asleep with him and he hugs you in his sleep.
You like Tomura, the human is nice and he gives you love and food, you like to be his friend but you wish that he'll let you be with your family again. You don't know how long you been staying here in this house and you miss them so much.
But Tomura will be sad being alone again if you leave so you decided to stay with him to make him feel happy, forever.
#bnha#mha#shigaraki tomura#yandere shigaraki#anime#animals#shigaraki x reader#cats#petnapping#darkfic#cuteness
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I wrote chap 14!!! Honestly feel inspired by all the comments and support, you sweethearts are the best <3ย
Also leaks are out for ch.306 im so exciteeeed
Chapters: 14/?
Fandom: ๅใฎใใผใญใผใขใซใใใข | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Dabi (My Hero Academia)/Reader, Dabi (My Hero Academia)/Original Female Character(s), Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Original Female Character(s), Todoroki Touya/Reader, dabi - Relationship
Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Original Characters, Paranormal Liberation Front (My Hero Academia), League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko, Yaoyorozu Momo, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Hero Public Safety Commission (My Hero Academia), Todoroki Touya, Reader, Original Female Character(s), Toya Todoroki
Additional Tags: Shigaraki wins, Villains win AU, Post-War, Dabi is Todoroki Touya, Dabi and Todoroki Shouto Are Siblings, Dubious Consent, Rape/Non-con Elements, Rape, Dabi is a piece of shit, Dabi is Insane, Dabi is Bad at Feelings (My Hero Academia), Character Death, Abuse, Explicit Sexual Content, Pining Todoroki Shouto, Yandere Dabi (My Hero Academia), Possessive Dabi (My Hero Academia), Dabi Being An Asshole (My Hero Academia), Love Triangles, Todoroki Shouto Needs a Hug, Porn With Plot, Extremely Dubious Consent, Dubiously Consensual Blow Jobs, Rape Aftermath, Jealous Dabi (My Hero Academia), Jealous Todoroki Shouto, Reader Has a Quirk (My Hero Academia), Angst and Porn, Stockholm Syndrome, Dabi reaps what he sows, Pining Dabi (My Hero Academia), Implied/Referenced Torture, Psychological Torture, Imprisonment, Prisoner of War, Not Beta Read, no beta we die like men
Summary:
"You for Shoto's life." Dabi continued amusement back in his voice. "I'll let him live, promise" he made the obscene gesture of crossing his heart and laughed again.
"What do you mean me?" my voice was barely above whisper, afraid of it's own sound. "You" he stood up straight, almost as tall as Shoto, "Willing" first step, "Pliant", another step, "Wanton" he closed the distance, his rough hand lifting my chin up "In my bed."
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Villains win the war AU. Very dark so be warned.
#mha fanfiction#dabi#todoroki shouto#dabi x reader#villains win au#dabi x y/n#todoroki shouto x reader#todoroki shouto x y/n#mha x reader#bnha x reader#darkfic#tw noncon#tw war#tw dubious consent#yandere dabi#todoroki touya
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BNHA Neutral AU: Book 1 - A Finger in Every Pie: Book 1 Finale
(original image was made in a picrew (https://picrew.me/image_maker/1244131) and colored by me)
WARNINGS: Traumatic flashbacks/dream sequence, PTSD, language, dismemberment, blood, death, abuse.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32168758/chapters/84254554
#bnha#boku no hero academia#mha#my hero academia#bnha fanfiction#mha fanfiction#spinner x oc#dabi x oc#twice x oc#mr compress x oc#himiko toga#twice#dabi#spinner#mr compress#shigaraki#darkfic#mirio togata#izuku midoriya#mha deku
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Now that the person who was aware of my account is out of my life, I can say it: I mainly write darkfic nowadays! If anyone is interested in that, feel free to dm me/send me an ask/leave a comment! I'm happy to provide my new url - but no pressure, as always.
I mainly write for Steven Universe, MHA and Tokyo Revengers nowadays! Hope you're all safe and have a good day ๐
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No Escape (3)
Aight l waited long enough, here take this.
All characters depicted are over the age of 18
Summary: You grow tired of Bakugo's bad behavior and after 4 years as a couple, you make a run for it.
Katsuki Bakugo x Black!Reader
โFt. Dark!Dekuโ
Darkfic. Stalking, humiliation, non-con, mild Daddy!kink. Potentially some untagged triggers.
Torino was very happy after the visit with his loved ones. He didn't say anything specific (he wasn't a particularly chatty old man) just that Toshinori-- the man who hired and paid you-- and his stepkid always knew how to put a smile on his face.
You did your standard routine of arranging his meals for the day which was made easier by he and his guests having harvested; Then you were on your way to work via your 18 speed bike.
Even though everything was following your new normal, you couldn't help but get this prickly feeling, like you were being watched. Just like before you left *him*. Customers were unusually scarce and there were dense rain clouds in the sky. As time dragged on during the uneventful shift your stomach began to tighten; It felt like the same one or two black SUVs with limo tinted windows were the only cars you'd seen driving by all day. It couldn't be who you'd thought it was-- Not this far away. Not here where you were safe and self-sufficient...It was certainly your imagination running wild. Just a bit of nerves, like when you first ran. Nevertheless, by the time you got off around 5pm you felt sick. That foreboding, doomlike feeling hung over you even after the clouds had burst and a downpour soaked you all the way through to your underwear as you rode your bike home.
When you got home, it was dark and you were supremely exhausted from riding around with such low visibility. Your clothes sagged off of you, oversaturated with the water that had just bombarded you. Entering through the front door, the cold air from the A/C made goosebumps rise across your skin. You stood there in the entryway for a moment, dripping a puddle onto the rug... "Thunder?" You called out, he didn't come.
You felt a wave of nausea and swallowed dryly; Torino hadn't answered either.
Without hesitation you sprinted upstairs, heading straight for the old man's room. He was fast asleep, under his reading light, radio very low playing on some golden oldies station. You sighed backing away as you closed his door.
Turning around you nearly leapt through the ceiling, covering your mouth in a silent scream. Toshinori's hulking frame stood behind you inquisitively, if not a bit surprised.
"Oh, Hey! You're finally home." He said with a smile, "You, look like you've seen a ghost."
"Ha-ha, hi-- Toshinori. I didn't know you'd be here today is all... I was just.. You startled me."
Toshinori eyed your soaked, trembling body briefly before he responded. "I wasn't supposed to stay, but the news said there'd be some flooding tonight and tomorrow so I decided to stick around instead of heading to my apartment... You know, you should really warm up." He said, careful not to stare and how the drenched fabric clung to your shivering form, how goosebumps were spread across your skin, and how your hardened nipples pushed up against your shirt.
"Oh, I uh, yeah-- Just... Where is Thunder?"
"In my room sleeping. Do you want to check? You seem pretty on edge."
"Yeah..." you nodded, walking carefully down the hallway to the room that Toshinori kept as his own. The door was already cracked, with Thunder laying across the foot of the large bed. As you pushed the door further open, he sat up and looked at you before lazily flopping down in place.
"See? Everything is fine." Toshinori said, from the hallway.
You sighed with some relief, but still a sick, sinking feeling in your stomach.
Maybe it was something you ate.
"I'm sorry. I just... It was a weird day." You lied; Other than a gut feeling it was pretty uniform that there were no customers before a major weather event.
"I'll go get cleaned up... Thunder can stay here since apparently he's so comfy." You forced a chuckle.
"Alrighty." He said eyes locked on you, shrugging. "Have a good night, then."
"Yeah, y-you too." You swallowed thickly, hurrying away, back downstairs.
You scurried through the first floor of the house in a blur hurrying all the way to the basement. Gripping the railing for support, you dragged your feet down to the last stair and sat on it, covering your eyes.
Near tears, you hadn't felt this way in so long. That feeling of being watched, like there were eyes on you all day made you sick. You would've thought that it was just paranoia-- An onset of your anxiety creeping up from back when you first moved, until you heard the rapidly approaching footsteps.
Your blood ran cold as you came face to face with Izuku Midoriya. As you attempted to stand on wobbly legs, he swiftly reached out to firmly grasp your arm. "Hey." He says, "It's been a while."
You couldn't find the words to respond, gulping in air like a fish out of water. Kacchan's best friend. A different brand of the same type of degenerate. He snatched you close, coiling one arm around your waist and using the other to stroke the damp skin on your cheeks. He didn't seem to care that the wetness from your clothes was seeping into his.
He looked at your face with great scrutiny, before moving his lips in to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth. "Wow. You are so beautiful up close... I can see how Kacchan got obsessed." He said, sticking his tongue out to lick the side of your face.
Heated tears began to cloud your vision as he started to kiss you. You struggled against his hold, but he owned a gym after all-- You were only tiring yourself out. "Come on now." He chuckled, lifting you up with ease and carrying over your couch, upon which you were dropped upon without care.
"H-how did you find me?" You sputtered.
He lifted an eyebrow, starting to pace; one of his excited ticks. "Funny you should ask. Toshinori is my stepdad. He married my mom before you and Kacchan started dating."
You tried to clear your mind enough to speak but couldn't, instead settling for shakily forcing yourself to stand.
He continued. "I was just coming for a visit now that I have the time but, boy I sure got lucky. Thunder recognized me immediately. I can't believe you moved into a house that my family owns!"
He laughed, almost giddy at the idea of your misfortune, before slowly falling silent and eyeing you up and down. You were trembling violently in the cold air, but you likely wouldn't have fared any better regardless of the air's temperature. He stopped pacing and turned to face you completely, harshly shoving backwards onto the couch and climbing on top of you before forcing himself between your legs. Caressing your cheeks he pressed an excited kiss to your lips, forcing his tongue into your mouth.
You tried not to react, but he was very persistent, holding you in place to let his tongue fully explore your mouth. It had been ages since you were touched in such a way, yet still the tiniest wick of fire began to slightly simmer within you.
You didn't like it.
His hasty, intense approach reminded you of Kacchan and then suddenly you felt the anchor of guilt comfortably settling in with the hyper-alert anxiety that plagued you... And that tiny ping of arousal. His intensity lessened and he pulled back a bit, gazing into your eyes as he pecked and licked at your lips.
He stroked one of the stray curls near your ear that had escaped your high puff. "Gotta get you out of these wet clothes." He said, just above a whisper. That was all the warning you got before he leaned back and snatched his own shirt off, before pulling your own above your head along with your sports bra. With tremors still running through your body, your hands flew to your bare breast to cover them but he snatched them away with a petrifying amount of force.
"Don't be shy now," he chuckled, "With all the pictures and videos of you that Kacchan has shared, I know what you're *really* like." Undoing his pants, he thick erection sprung free and he pinned your wrists, squeezing them with an excess of force until you whimpered. "Play nice." He hissed, grinding against you.
You could feel all of him, the full girth of his dick as he fucked against the outer layer of your thin workshorts. He rubbed insistently over where your clit was, precum leaking from the tip and smearing all over the black fabric, effectively soiling them. You felt the betrayal of your body as your pussy throbbed from the continuous nudging and he began to kiss you, sealing his mouth over your own.
Maybe you should've bit him, screamed, knocked something over-- anything at all-- But your brain stalled out and blanked, leaving you frozen in apparent surrender. His hands released your wrists and moved to your tits, exploring the soft mounds nearly frantically. He squeezed and pinched, teasing your dark nipples as he molded and pushed the supple flesh.
Throat tightening and eyes stinging, you moaned underneath him. Your body was not your own and moved without thought as you subtly wiggled your hips.
"That's right." He huffed, "I know you like it..."
Suddenly gripping your shoulders, Midoriya jostled you around until you were laying flat on your back and he was shoving his pants the rest of the way off. He moved to sit on your chest, dick resting right between your tits. He gripped them firmly and pushed them together as he thrusted in earnest, more of his pre leaking out to defile the tender flesh.
Your eyes burned with tears, shame flowing through your veins that you could actually feel that excited wetness building up between your thighs. You had to resist the urge to reach down your pants and pursue rubbing that nagging feeling of need until you soaked yourself with release.
Midoriya's dick was swollen to full size, ready to burst and empty on you. He grabbed you by the hair and scooted up your body a bit further, now overly urgent to chase his orgasm in your mouth. To him you were so pretty when you cried, he wasn't like Kacchan who didn't care for tears. The big sad droplets pouring off of your face only motivated him to further fuck down into your intake. He loved the way your lips strained around his girth and how you gagged miserably as your already tight throat attempted to squeeze him out. He didn't stop as you sputtered and drooled around him-- that was a part of the excitement. A woman's throat constricted on its own when she cried-- as well as her mouth being hotter and more full of drool... He took one more glance at you pinned between his legs and finally came. You choked harshly but he held your head still until he had emptied every drop of the warm semen into your mouth.
You still throbbed with unspoken pleasure, even as Midoriya pulled away his fully spent cock and collapsed into the other corner of the couch with a happy sigh and left you coughing with a mouth full of his load.
You sat up slowly, cum dripping down your front and all over your hands. A small sob came from your chest and you sniffled your runny nose.
"You know, you're never gonna get away again right?" Midoriya snarked, "What do you think, Kacchan?"
You startled, wiping the tears that blurred your vision and looked across the room. Sure enough, there was the only person who had gone out of their way tomake your life a living hell, right there on the love seat.
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#dragonmaiden79#dragonmaiden39point5#black oc#black mc#black reader#mha darkfic#mha smut#mha#bakugo x reader#bakugo katsuki#dark!deku#izuku midoriya
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Little Dove 2/?
Check part 1 for story triggers, though none really apply here.
Part 3
You frown at the text. Itโs from your botherโs number, but itโs clearly not him. You donโt know if you should respond or wait to talk to Keigo about it. But who knows when that will be.
>Where should I drop this phone off?
>Your the only contact outside the HPSC
>hello?
You didnโt realize that. Surely, Keigo had other peopleโ sidekicks orโฆ then again, he had multiple phones. He said it was easier that way; he could ignore calls from one phone, but keep the other on in case of emergencies.
You should probably respond, right?
<Who is this?>
>I asked you first
You scowl. This is getting you nowhere. There must be some question you can ask that this person will answer.ย
<Are you a hero? What agency are you with?>ย
>Iโm not with an agency. Iโm more underground
Whoever this is must be a contact. Keigo does all kinds of work for the commission, to include intel gathering.ย
>You bird brainโs gf?
<Ew no lol>
Itโs such an automatic response that you type it out before you can help yourself.
>You gotta be a little sister then
โShit.โ No one outside the HPSC is supposed to know about you. You stare down at the screen in your hands, your heart pounding as your mind rushes to find an excuse.
>Donโt worry I wonโt tell
<Hero families get threatened a lot>ย
>I understand completely
>I still gotta know where to drop off this phone tho
Youโre not dumb enough to invite this stranger to your home, not that theyโd get through the door without being vetted.
That begs the question of what you can do. You can meet them somewhere, maybe at a cafe or something, a public place. You roll your lip between your teeth as you consider. That might be the best option.
<Do you know XYZ? The cafe?>
A minute passes. You approach the black car awaiting you outside the school and hesitate to open the door.
>sure
You release the breath you werenโt aware you were holding and open the door, climbing inside.ย
<Meet me there in ten?>
>you got it dove
โWe need to make a stop before home,โ you tell the driver. โItโs not too far, so I can probably walk from there.โ
XYZ is a small cafe only three blocks from home. Youโve been allowed to walk there on your own a few times, usually on weekends where you decide you want a sweet pastry. The driver sets up and you pull outside the cafe only a few minutes later. Nervous hands waffle your phone as you find a seat and cross your legs under the table. Youโve never met another hero, let alone one who works with your brother. Something tells you ittโs a guy and you wonder what heโll be like, if heโll judge you for being a highschool girl, or for having such a weak quirk compared to your brother.
โYou like coffee, little dove?โ You didnโt even notice the person approach. His smoky voice makes you jump and you blink up at him with wide eyes.
Heโs a little taller than Keigo, with black hair and the brightest blue eyes youโve ever seen. Theyโre familiar, but strange above the black mask that covers the bottom of his face. Maybe if you could see his whole face you could put a name to him, but youโre lost at the moment.
โIโm not allowed to have coffee,โ you admit awkwardly.ย
His eyes crinkle at the corners in a hint of a smile. โI wonโt tell if you wonโt. Cโmon, itโs a caramel latte.โ He sets the steaming cup in front of you and slips into the other seat at the tiny round table.
You canโt see all of his hands from beneath the cuff of his jacket, which is buttoned up all the way to tickle at the bottom of the mask. His fingers are long and pale. There are half-moon scars beneath his eyes, though the mask covers a bit of that, too. And his ears are similarly trextured and lined with silver piercings.
โThank you.โ You wrap your hands around the mug and bring the steaming cup to your lips. Itโs sweet with just a hint of coffee bitterness beneath. You like it. It must show on your face, because the stranger chuckles.
He leans against one fist. โI donโt know what I expected, but not anyone as cute as you.โ
One of your wings flutters at the compliment and your cheeks burn. You hope he didnโt notice, but something tells you he sees everything. โYou have Keiโ Hawksโ phone?โ
He pulls out the red-cased cell and taps it gentle on the table. โI could just leave it as his agency or something, but when I saw your contact, I was intrigued. Seriously, why isnโt he sharing you with the world? He should be taking you to galas and shit.โ
โHeโs more concerned with my safety.โ Your face is so hot youโre sure he can feel it from across the table. No one talks to you like this. At school, youโre so shy that no boy has ever confessed to you. The adults in your life are typically all business. Keigo calls you pretty and says youโre perfect, but heโs family.ย
He nods. โYour boyfriend probably shows you off though, right?โ
โI donโt have a boyfriend.โ You almost choke on the words. Keigo has told you it isnโt safe to date either, not until youโre a little older. Once you have your own place, itโll be different.
โNo way. A cutie like you? Have you ever been on a date?โ You shake your head. โSo you donโt have a boyfriend and Hawks never takes you out.โ He sighs and his eyes bore into you as he seems to consider something. โHow about I take you out some time?โ
โWhat? You? Really?โ Youโre lost for words.
โSure. Why not?โ
You gape at him. โBut youโre a hero. And IโIโmโฆโย
One of his hands crosses the table to lay over yours. Youโd expect it to be cold given how pale he is, but itโs warm, almost hot. โItโs not like Iโm famous. Your brother and I mostly just pass intel.โ
โIโm not really allowedโฆโ You shrug. The weight of his hand is nice on yours and he gives it a little squeeze.
โSo donโt tell. Itโll be our little secret, like the coffee.โ
You smile brightly. โOkay.โ
โIโll text you, pretty bird. Enjoy your coffee.โ He stands and you suddenly realize something.
โWait! Whatโs your name?โ
He glances back at you and says, โCall me Dabi.โ
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hey grae I kind of need some clarification help regarding comfort characters. I really don't want to start something bad so please disregard if this is bad topic. We're both adults and I also enjoy mha characters, but I'm starting to get a little nervous about being attacked for "aged up characters" even though I'm not even into smut writings. Should I just make my space 18+ for safety? I just don't want someone angry with me for liking anime characters despite their ages. I asked someone else this already too since it was just on my mind the other day. you can call me fearful anon if you need to call me out or something aha...sorry for asking this
Iโve been trying to think of the best response to this ask since I got it, and I think Iโve gotten to where I can form a decent answer now? forgive me if this comes across in some horrible way, if that is the case I can assure you youโre most likely misinterpreting my words
Iโm solidly in the camp of if youโre writing primarily 18+ content (darkfic, smut, basically themes that would get you stopped from entering alone if it were in a movie), your space should be 18+. the occasional bit of smut or other adult themes doesnโt mean block off your whole space as long as youโre clear when content IS 18+, and aging up characters for non-smut reasons is probably fine? like, sometimes the plot just calls for it, or you love the character but youโre not really interested in writing a story about 15 year olds.ย
the age thing with comfort characters is, on occasion, kind of confusing to me. it feels stupid to attack people for shit likeย โwell youโre 21 and like a character whoโs canonically 16 you must be a pedophileโ even though Iโve been consuming the content for seven years and was actually YOUNGER than the character in question since I started connecting to him, yannow? maybe itโs personal for me with izuku, but yknow, heโs a character Iโve liked for so long and that hasnโt changed just because Iโve gotten older, even though characters donโt age with us.
DISCLAIMER I MEAN THIS IN TERMS OF LIKING A CHARACTER NOT LIKE, LIKING CHILDREN AND ITโS KIND OF SAD THAT I HAVE TO CLARIFY THAT BUT YKNOW WHATEVER
#answered asks#fearful anon#disk horse /#almost didn't answer this since I feel like...#there's probs someone out there who will deliberately misinterpret what I'm saying here
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certain ships.
character x reader requests.
poly relationships.
yandere/disturbed version of a character.
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nsfw requests. i need more practice in it.
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character x ocโs, iโm sorry but it would be too complicated to write.
male pregnancy in ship requests.
incest (self explanatory).
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boku no hero academia/my hero academia โ (bnha/mha)
haikyuu โ (hq)
hunter x hunter โ (hxh)
attack on titan โ (aot)
black butler โ (anime)
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todoroki x midoriya โ (tododeku)
bakugou x midoriya โ (bakudeku)
kirishima x bakugou โ (kiribaku)
midoriya x toga โ (togadeku)
momo x jirou โ (momojirou)
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kageyama x hinata โ (kagehina)
tsukishima x yamaguchi โ (tsukkiyama)
iwazumi x oikawa โ (iwaoi)
kuroo x kenma โ (kuroken)
ushijima x tendou โ (ushiten)
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Q: which character(s) do you want the reader to be paired with?
(character) x reader
(character A) x reader x (character B)
(characters) x reader โ [ more than two characters paired with the reader ]
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bakugou x reader
bakugou x reader x todoroki
bakugou x reader x todoroki x deku
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he/him
they/them
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what sort of dynamic/roles do you want?
character - dominant + reader - submissive
(character A) - dom + reader - sub + (character B) - dom
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bakugou - dom + reader - sub
bakugou - dom + reader - sub + todoroki - dom
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short story โ [ short story contains below ten chapters at most, itโs sort of like a one shot but longer ]
preference โ [ a big paragraph with a main topic for each character ]
drabble โ [ a short piece of writing at one hundred words ]
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angst โ [ sad, angsty vibes lol ]
fluff โ [ happy/soft vibe ]
alternative universe โ [ au, omegaverse, etc ]
darkfic โ [ often a more twisted and dark/grim version of something originally light hearted/happy, big contrast ]
fixfic โ [ rewriting a canon scene that you dislike and, โfixingโ it ]
songfic โ [ writing influenced/inspired by a song ]
crackfic โ [ a strange piece of writing that may or may not contain canon info ]
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you donโt need to apply these specific sequences in your request, you can do them in different orders.
what sort of dynamic/roles do you want?
(character A) - dominant + (character B) - submissive
(character A) - dom + (character B) - sub + (character C) - dom
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head canon โ [ bullet points of a character and, โcanonโ things theyโll do/react to in a situation ]
short story โ [ short story contains below ten chapters at most, itโs sort of like a one shot but longer ]
preference โ [ a big paragraph with a main topic for each character ]
drabble โ [ a short piece of writing at one hundred words ]
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angst โ [ sad, angsty vibes lol ]
fluff โ [ happy/soft vibe ]
alternative universe โ [ au, omegaverse, etc ]
darkfic โ [ often a more twisted and dark/grim version of something originally light hearted/happy, big contrast ]
fixfic โ [ rewriting a canon scene that you dislike and, โfixingโ it ]
songfic โ [ writing influenced/inspired by a song ]
crackfic โ [ a strange piece of writing that may or may not contain canon info ]
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i wonโt be writing the requests in order. iโll be writing any requests i feel like writing atm.
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#boku no hero academia#bnha#boku no hero academia x reader#boku no hero academia imagines#bnha imagines#my hero academia fanfiction#my hero academia#my hero academia x reader#mha#mha fandom#mha fanfiction#mha imagines#bnha one shots#bnha x reader#mha x reader#bnha fanfic#mha fanfic#bnha headcanons#mha one shots#mha headcanons#midoriya x reader#todoroki x reader#bakugou x reader#midoriya izuku#todoroki shouto#bakugou katsuki#bakugou lemon#midoriya smut#DOMHONI - POST
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is the darkfic u mentioned for voltron or a diff fandom?
itโs kind of ironic but theyโre all non-voltron fics.ย
since iโll probably just put them up under my name within the week theyโre MHA (my hero academia), Batman/Red Robin/Robin, and kind-of a Naruto fic?
i feel like everyone knows where my tastes for Voltron are and since it was THE fandom that got me to start writing fic at all- i feel that if i were to come up with an iffy Voltron idea iโd just post it anyway because iโve gotten a feel for how the fandom really works ya know?ย like, in the voltron fandom people tend to argue more among themselves than on fics or anything
plus in the anon fics iโve written- my participation in that fandom is pretty much nonexistent so i doubt anyone would really notice if a fic was under anon one week and then had an author the next
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mini announcement time!
I had a few days to sort my thoughts, so I have something to say. It's nothing bad, don't worry!
TLDR: I'm not going to publish the multi-chaptered darkfic with Blue Diamond this year but you're getting the one-shot with Yellow instead.
Let me explain, for the people who care! Ever since I got the idea for the Blue fic, I wanted to create illustrations to go with it, including a cover. It's why you see me posting so much gem OC art on this blog - art is a big part of that fic and its progress is intrinsically linked to the art (for me). While I could probably write out the fic this summer, I can't do the fic AND the art. My break isn't long enough for that. Next semester will be my very last as a dental student- it'll be really hard and I shit you not- my big licensure exam starts IMMEDIATELY after the last day of that semester. It lasts almost 4 months and it's the big thing, my bar exam, whatever you wanna call it. What I'm saying is: I can't do fic AND art, I know myself too well for that. So instead of posting the art a year later, I'd rather postpone the whole project for another year. It's just that important to me.
As the fic is part of a weird little universe/series, there is a Yellow Diamond spin-off that won't be longer than 15k. I'll focus on that one instead - so you're getting some Era 2 diamonds darkfic, just not the Blue version. I also have a long-ish MHA wip I still want to finish before the end of the year, plus the shorter wips I have on my wip list. I know very few people follow me for SU fic but you still deserve an update, especially when it's about one of my most treasured wips that I've been meaning to write for years.
#nasty.talks#gem.posting#it's for the best. i know it's disappointing but I need to have some nice illustrations to go with it or i'll die lol#and there is so little interest in the fic (which is obviously understandable bc SU ended 2 years ago so pls don't get this wrong haha)#that putting it off won't hurt all that much#and working on the YD version is a fair compromise i think#so yeah. there you go#mwah kith love you
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