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kinsurou · 3 years

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Hi bab! So how about some facetime action with Suga (as our mom Cath said). So to be more preciese he answers a call while you are hot and heavy. Or he can have a zoom class. 😇 Anything realy that involves someone else, who you know, watching on the other side of the screen. Hope you have fun writing doll! 🥰

𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰.

Brain go brrrrrrr, I asked for a challenge and my baby went all out :blep:

Word count: 988

Warnings: Smut (18+), Edging, Cockwarming, Slight Exhibitionism, Suga being a beautiful menace, No Beta Read.

Suga may be a dotting boyfriend, a sweetheart and an utter blessing of a man. But he also had that chaotic energy he always reserved for special occasions, like those times where he used to fool around with his friends or his unique ways to cheer everyone up back in high school...

The worst thing about it is how he’s able to apply all that chaotic energy in the bedroom as well…

None of his friends suspected anything, they’re too busy having a video call together, catching up and making fun of each other. They didn't suspect a thing when they saw you in the corner of the screen, face buried in the crook of Suga’s neck with a deep flush on your cheeks and a small frown on your face.

Daichi, as observant as always, asked Suga if you’re feeling sick once he noticed the flush adorning your features, clearly visible despite having the lights off and the only source of light is coming from the tablet’s screen. But your boyfriend’s smile didn’t falter as he tells everyone that you’re just a little tipsy after a night drinking with your friends.

Suga’s explanation was enough for them, and soon enough everyone’s back to their usual ruckus. They didn’t question it when they saw your little pouts of discomfort, thinking it’s probably just the alcohol clouding your head…

Nobody seemed to realize that you were sober, and the truth is there isn’t a single drop of alcohol in your system to begin with. Or that the reason behind this feverish state lied under the privacy of the comforter covering your lower half from curious eyes. It hid the way your hips were draped on top of Suga’s, with one of your legs hooked lazily around his waist, making it easier for him to keep his hard cock buried deep inside your heat.

The worst part was when everyone broke into hysterical fits as they made fun of each other. Because Suga didn’t miss the opportunity to buck against your dripping cunt and praising you with discretion. Every single moan and whine you made got lost between the laughter, the screaming and the crying.

“You’re such a good girl, taking me so well and staying as quiet as possible. You don’t want the others to find out, do you?” He grinned when you shook your head, kissing your forehead tenderly, whispering how you were doing an amazing job as he carefully wiped away the small trail of drool spilling out of your lips.

“Just a little bit longer…” He whispered before shifting his attention back to the call, repeating this sweet torture all over again. The cycle kept going, so often that you could almost guess how much time it took him to move again.

Chatter...Laughter...Thrust...Chatter...Laughter...Thrust...You’d go crazy if he kept ruining your orgasms like this.

Is it possible to be overstimulated just from edging? Because that’s exactly how it felt in that moment as your pussy dripped all over Suga’s thighs and the bedsheets with the tiniest of nudges against your walls. But him, on the other hand? He seemed perfectly fine for someone who’s been balls deep or nearly an hour and a half.

You almost wanted to smack the smile off his face before riding him to your heart’s content. But another trust, faster and deeper than before, brushed against a little spot that caught you completely off guard, causing you to moan pathetically into Suga’s chest.

You could hear somebody asking if everything’s okay, but for the sake of your dignity, it was Suga who covered for you. It was probably a headache after drinking so much, and all their shouting was probably bothering your poor little head by now.

He noticed you glaring up at him with discretion. Eyes clouded with both murder and arousal as you thought of every possible way to kill him while making it look like an accident unless he finally fucked you properly. Suga’s smile didn’t waver as he lied to everyone, the apology for having to cut the call short passing off so smoothly.

Nobody suspected that as soon as the tablet’s screen went blank, the device was sent flying into the nightstand with a flick of the wrist, and said hand took a firm hold of your waist, flipping you over to lay underneath him as he put one of your legs over his shoulder.

There’s no hesitation left as he rammed himself into your needy hole with pure fervor until your eyes rolled back. After all, you didn’t have to worry about being too loud anymore, no no no….Now you had to worry about the brown-eyed devil above you and the mischievous smile that meant nothing but trouble.

After all, you wanted his attention, yes? Who was he to deny you of it?

“This is what you wanted, right?” Spreading your other leg a bit further allowed him to hit a different angle, which helped him reach a spot that took your breath away with every thrust. “Don’t you want to cry out for me, mmm?”

But at this point you couldn’t even blabber a proper sentence, because as soon as you tried to open your mouth, Suga would always pick up the pace, hitting that spot that sent you into a stuttering, drooling mess.

It didn’t take an expert to know he was doing it all on purpose, and that the night was far from over for the two of you. After all, he had been holding back for nearly two hours, and tomorrow you both had the day off.

He didn’t let you cum earlier...And he would not let you sleep either...

Right now he was a man on a mission, and that mission was to obliterate you, make you scream until your voice was non-existent and your body was a boneless mess on the mattress.

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sylask · 2 years

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Maeve- a beautiful OC by @divinewhimsy that I got the wonderful opportunity to draw!

#digital drawing #art #commisions open #oc #mha oc art #artists on tumblr #commission #character design #character portrait #character poses #lgbt #drawing clothes #digital art #lgbt artist #cell shading #blue aesthetic

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bread0nhead · 3 years

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When the fire starts to burn (pt. 1)

Dabi x f!HERO Reader

A/N: I re-read @divinewhimsy Ichor series, and it made me want to write this. So check Divine out!

Series rating 18+

When the first starts series follows the BNHA manga chapters 290+ very heavily, meaning this series does contain SPOILERS. The reader has a defined quirk set for the story to follow.

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“It’s Touya’s birthday....”

You softly spoke to the large red hair man curled over his desk completely focused on paperwork. He remained quiet, the whole room was quiet. It was just a dull ringing in your ear and the sound of his pen scratching at paper.

“Mm”

“Natsuo and I are going out to celebrate.”

“Mm”

“We’re getting Touyas favorite foods he enjoyed as a kid. I even made a little cake. His favorite kind.”

“Mm”

You focused on the ringing in your ears... mindless thoughts haunted inside. You felt especially alone today.

“You landed front page and three full spreads for a magazine. You have the interview and photoshoot with them next Wednesday.”

“That’s great. It’s rare to have one full spread...three gives a lot of opportunities for me to boost my image.”

Of course he fucking talks now.

“You could talk about your family. Everyone likes that.”

“Mm”

Fuck you.

You grew up with the Todoroki family- your father working closely with Enji for many years created a strong bond between both households. On top of that, the Todoroki family had three sons and one daughter. While your house also had three sons and one daughter. All around the same age too. Your brothers would hangout with the Todorokis on occasion, but never as much as you. That became your second home.

You understood the intense trainings Touya went through, your father wasn’t much different. Not as violent or destructive as Endevor, but equally as obtrusive. You were raised to be a hero, as much as you detested the idea. Then by the time you were an adult, you didn’t know anything other than being a hero. You felt you were left with no other choice. After all, support quirks are rare, and your with your unique material arts skills- you were a highly desired sidekick. Unfortunately- your position was already chosen for you. Sidekick to Enji Todoroki. The great Endevor. The biggest asshole.

This partnership with Endevor is a one way street. You are only here for your quirk- the ability to boost healing, and increas the strength of body and quirk through touch. The more the touch, the longer the effect. You’re just here to feed the power hungry man what he craves.

“Okay...well, I guess I will see you tomorrow”

You turn on your heels and exit his office. You look through the windows and notice the dense snow trickling down. A part of you wants to stay inside the agency, surrounded by the over abundance of fire quirk users. The building is always boiling hot inside, but during the winter months you actually enjoy the comfort. So when your body was blasted by the winter air upon the doors opening, you pick up speed power walking back home with your jacket wrapped tightly around you. The air is dense, it stings your nose with each inhale as the cold nips your skin. It’s hard to breath, but still easier than being around the other Hero’s at Endevors agency. It’s not that they are mean, or anything negative. But you just don’t agree with a lot of them, their intentions for being hero’s. You’re left feeling alone, distant from the rest. And not being a fire quirk user, sure doesn’t help.

Your apartment is just steps away, and your speed picks up desperate to get out of the cold. Once inside you quickly make your way to your closet and change into your outfit for dinner with Natsuo. Standing in front of the tall mirror in your bedroom, looking over your perfectly picked outfit. You can’t help but smile, excited for the night. Reaching over to grab your phone sitting on your desk, the photo of you and Toya as children training together catches your attention. The hand that was meant to grab your phone, instead ghosted over to the frame that in capsules two smiling children. It was taken after his youngest brother, Shoto developed his quirk and all of Enjis attention was on Shoto. After that, Touya would train with you and your father on occasion. He was genuinely happy on those days. Away from his father, the constant reminder of his uncontrollable failure and the abuse. His laughter resonates in the back of your head as your memories carry his voice. But that laughter soon died out and turned into static noise. The ghastly single note rininging that scratches at your mind, leaving you feeling alone and numb.

Ding ding!

The new noise shakes you back and returns your thoughts to your surroundings. You phone is lit up with a notification from Natsuo.

5:55

Natsuo Todoroki:

Hey! I’m outside, let me in. It’s even too cold for me! >_<“

“Shit.”

You quickly spritzed yourself with some perfume and swiped on some deodorant and lip gloss just before rushing to unlock your front door. Taking in one final deep long breath, in any attempt to collect yourself as your hand hovers over the silver door handle. As you exhaled, you opened the door to see your white haired, silver eyed friend dressed in a gray button up, faded brown pants and his school jacket to keep him warm. Any signs of the ringing went away, your stress and exhaustion drift into the void at the sight of his smile.

“You look great!”

“Really? I feel like shit.”

“Let me guess, my dad?”

“Mmm... I came up with a new joke about him!” You close the door behind him and walk to the kitchen grabbing the cake.

“You’re jokes are terrible, Y/N.”

You whip around to shoot the poutiest face you can. Natsuo responded with rolling his eyes and telling you it’s fine. You’re eyes lit up into stars and your pout turned into a gleam.

“Endevor!? More like... END-ME-FOREVER! Am I right!?”

You can’t help just cackle at your own joke, feeling like one of those dads who always embarrasses his kids.

“Hoooly shit... on that note, it’s time to drink. Common, the driver is waiting.”

You grab the packed cake, sling on your coat and grab onto Natsuos arm. You two weren’t dating, you didn’t even have feelings for him. You saw him as family, always have. So latching onto his arm or giving him hugs was in your norm. It was second nature.

The restaurant wasn’t overly fancy, but wasn’t a hole in the wall either. It was quaint with not very many people inside. You both ordered Touyas favorite soba noodle dish- Zaru soba. He always preferred the chilled method over hot. Actually, he preferred all his food and drinks cold. You release a hushed giggle remembering all the times you had to put his food in the fridge for hours before he would actually eat it.

“What’s so funny?”

“I’m just remembering all the times Touya refused to eat his food while it was hot. Everything had to be chilled before he would like it.”

“Not even the ice quirk users in the family do that! It was so annoying- It drove me nuts sometimes! Sigh... but I miss it.”

“Mm, me too.”

A silence fell between the two, as you both played with your food a bit to distract the awkward tension.

“Oh! You had your finals this week, didn’t you?”

You finally spoke up and broke the silence. You have the ability to quickly recover your mood when it gets low, you’re also really good at remembering small details in conversations. You’re always asking about the stuff most others would have forgotten to ask.

“Ahh, man... I just started to forget all that! Haha, it’s okay. They went pretty good actually! Med school is a bitch. But I seem to be managing. I’ll probably need your help next semester with studying though.”

You watched Natsuo twirl around the noodles with a lazy smile on his face. It was clear his mind was hazed in thought. You gave him a light kick in his shin to get his attention. When he finally looked back up at you, he saw your warm comforting smile. Pink started to fill his cheeks ever so slightly.

“I know that look... do you want to talk about it?”

Natsuo stayed silent for a moment pondering your question.

“I just feel so guilty sometimes. I could have failed all my exams, and nothing would of happened to me. Big bro could fucking sneeze wrong and the asshat of a father would of snapped! It’s wasn’t fair for him.”

“No, it wasn’t fair. But it’s not fair for you either. Did Enji even congratulate you or give any praise for your accomplishments? No... You were both in the dark, just in different ways. Don’t forget, you matter too.”

Your last three words played on loop in his head. Those words filled him with warmth, the reminder he’s been needing. He could feel his heart beat a little louder, a little harder. A lump built in his throat as he thought about what to say next.

“Y/N... there is something else I feel guilty about. Something I need to tell you...”

Your head drooped to the side a bit in curiosity. You watched as he played with his hands in the smallest movements. How his face blushed deeper with each moment.

“Y/N.... I—“

The table suddenly vibrates from Natsuos phone. The rattling pulls both of yours and his attention away from each other. Natsuo clears his throat and apologizes just before turning his phone over to look at the notification. You can’t see his screen, but you notice how his face contorts into shock. You notice how his breath catches in his throat.

7:15

UNKNOWN

It’s happening tomorrow- a lot of shit is going to come out. Just be ready, and don’t tell anyone. No one. It’s for the best.

“Natsuo?”

“Ah, shit- sorry. It was just Fuyumi.”

“Everything okay? Should I be worried?”

“No no, everything is fine. It was just an update about mom. She’s fine! They were talking about releasing her for it bit to visit us. Anyways— I was about to say is that I really want this cake!”

“You’re guilty... about wanting to have this cake?”

“Uh, yeah- you know. Because it looks so good and Big Bro isn’t here to enjoy it?”

Of course you were a little suspicious, but you choose not to pry. Natsuo prefers to be private, and you can respect that.

The rest of the nights conversations were mostly carried by you. Natsuos mind was in other places. He simply picked at his cake, gave quiet short laughs under his breath- clearly fake. You tried to lighten the mood and brighten his spirit, but he was too distracted to allow his mind to rest.

By the time you both arrived back at your apartment, Natsuo walks to your door with your arm latched to his. He watches you fumble for your keys through your purse. Finally finding the small gold key hanging from a couple cute keychains, you unlock your door and let it swing open.

“Hey... if Touya was alive right now. What would you do? Obviously hypothetical.”

“Hmm... well... probably not work with Endevor. That’s for sure!”

Natsuo gives a single humm of agreement while looking at the chipping paint on the cement floor just outside your apartment door.

“But I guess I would just want to do whatever it took for him to be happy? He would deserve it.”

“Yeah... that’s what makes you so great. Goodnight, Y/N”

You crook your head to the side while giving a small wave as you watch Natsuos back drift further away. The end of the night got so weird. You kept thinking about what the text could have been to shifted his mood so much. Reached your arms far above your head, stretching out your muscles you give a heavy exhale and prepare for the night until slumber tucked you away from reality.

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EMERGENCY

GRADE A VILLIAN ATTACK

REPORT TO RENDEZVOUS

The loud blaring from your phone stirred you awake. The alarming sound is set only for emergencies, which woken your instincts and shook you conscious. Your body moves on impulse. Your brushing your teeth, while putting on your suit, while gathering supplies all in one scrambling mess. Your dressed and ready in under 10 minutes, already on your (form of transportation) and rushing to meet up with your team. The roads are closed, allowing only emergency vehicles and heros. Even with the roads opened up to accommodate your unsafe speeds, it still took over an hour to arrive at the rendezvous.

Once you arrive, the first thing you do is tend to the wounded. You don’t even notice the crumbling buildings, the roads torn up, the army of heros. Your full attention immediately falls on those who need immediate medical attention. Luckily, it’s very few who are in such critical conditions and there is plenty of medical staff to tend to the minor injuries.

With a heavy sigh, you complete tending to those in need and head twords your team. You look around, seeing all heros gathering around and fighting. Smoke plumes the air, heavy debris scattered everywhere, the amount of noise is deafening. The air is heavy with a storm of different emotions. Being a support hero, you’re rarely in this level of action. Frankly- you haven’t even been paying much attention to the League of Villains. Or much of anything for your job. Guilt clouds your mind- this is just a job to you. You just do as your told and march like a puppet. But now surrounded by pain and suffering and all the hero’s giving everything they have to win- it becomes painfully clear that this just a job to you, but to them it’s their lives.

“Y/N!”

A familiar voice draws your attention, it’s another hero from Endevors agency. As your about to call out to him, the ground beneath you starts to violently shake. The grounds movement is beating like a drum sending vibrations up your legs. A loud roaring screams through the wind pulling everyone eyes twords the direction. A large stone looking beast is tearing through the city at unbelievable speeds for its chilling size. It’s direction is hurtling twords the center of the battle.

“Y/N! Go to Endevor right away!”

Your hate for Enji, your resentment on being forced into being a hero, your guilt for never being the hero your father wanted- it all disappears in a second. Your feet start running, following the bright light and heat of fire. The uneven ground beats on your ankles as the dusty air fills your lungs. It’s not long until you can see Endevors torn up body. His suit and armor is shredded up, his face is covered in blood and smoke pools out from his flesh. You take a large inhale, ready to scream at the top of your lungs.

“ENDEVOR!”

“Ohhh! There you are!”

Huh?

“From here you all look like a bunch of ants.”

You look up at the top of the beast as see one of the villains with black hair, covered in scars, wearing a long leather coat. Endevor reaching his hand up twords you, indicating to stay back. Your body halts like a dog taking commands.

“Ey! Shotos here too, huh? Wonderful! Long time no see!”

Hearing his voice causes the ringing to return. Your mind and heart fall heavy. The numbness deadened your body. It’s as if everything going on around you has flooded and you’re next to be swallowed up by the deep dark water.

“Dabi!”

Endevor calls out, your sure it was loud- but to you it sounded distant even with him only a few feet away.

“Aww, don’t be that way... why must you call me by my villain moniker?”

Bump bump

The hazy feeling dreading inside of you ripples with each heavy heart beat. You can hear your own beating. It was clearer than the rise of Endevors voice. With a few blinks back to reality- your sight falls onto Dabi. You notice as he reached into a small satchel attached to his belt as grabbing something. On instinct you brace your body for whatever he may be hiding. Out comes a small bottle which he unscrews and doused his head in the contained liquid.

Bump bump

The inky black color to his hair melts away exposing raidient white.

It can’t be...

“When I have such a respectable name...”

Bump bump

“Which is Touya!”

Silence. Nothing. Not even your own lungs can pull in air. Your heart halts as the familiar name cuts through your ears and infects your mind.

“Sure my face may have ended up like this...but I had hoped my own family would recognize me...”

Finally your lungs catch air and fill with life again. The numbness floods out of your body like a broken damn. It’s as if you have risen from the dead and where given a second chance to live. With each word Touya spoke it was like his essence pouring life back into you and carried you down to this world. You watched as he danced around mocking his father and brother- speaking of his past which you know so well. Listening carefully to everything he has to say.

“THE PAST NEVER DIES!”

Like a magnet, your body is being pulled to him. You start to finally move again, despite Endevor. Like fallen leaves being swepped up by wing and carried away, your rushing to Touya without control.

“Don’t! Y/N!”

Endevor notices you- he knows you too well. If you get a hold of Touya, it could very well be end game and Endevor knows it. You can see the crippling fear in his eyes and god is it beautiful. Touya shoots his glance as you and your both locked for a moment in each other’s eyes. Touyas mouth pulls into a grin- beckoning you to come.

Touyas attention goes back to his brother and father, more confident and determined as if you as well poured life back into his veins.

“Flashfire fist!”

Touya calls out as blue flames swirl around his body while he jumps down high up from the beast. The vivedly bold cyan blue flames which you adored as a child lights up the colors in your eyes. Energy zips through all your nerves as you run twords him. Each step is impatient and haphazard. Endevor tries to grab you, but you manage to avoid his grasp. Touya reaches out to you stretching every muscle far out trying to pull you to him. You do the same, despite the potential to burn.

“No!”

Endevors voice roars but his words fall of deaf ears. Finally, Touya is in your orbit. As the tips of your fingers connect to his, you turn a blind eye to your previous life.

Suddenly your body is snaps back and your once again without his touch. Your vision turns red with rage as you look down and notice navy blue wires digging around your waist. Looking up, you see Touya has been contained as well. You try to fight the wire, kicking and screaming- desperate to run to Touya. He sends another look your way and your frantic movements stop.

“Thanks, Y/N...”

Touya saying your name again was like a slice of heaven only you could consume. Just that brief moment of contact, the slightest touch to the tip of his finger- you poured everything it to that sliver of time. His flames grow brighter and hotter, his body takes less damage from his own quirk than its usual self destructive nature. His flames eat away at the binds which you discovered belonged to Best Jeanist. Finally he is free and is able to continue his brutal attacks to his enemies. Unfortunately the same could not be said about you. The jean wires still constricted around your arms and torso, cutting small lines into your flesh. Not that you minded... Touya was alive and free, that’s all that mattered. You silently cheered Touya on as you dangled above. You wanted justice for him, you wanted the true Endevor to be exposed to the world- cleaning this society of his falsity.

All around you something was happening. Members of the league of villains worked on getting free while trying to awaken their boss, Shigaraki. Various hero’s battled against Nomus, but you focused on just one. The battle between two Todoroki brothers. Touyas much stronger than when you were children, you’re not sure what’s his own strength or the support quirk of yours that boosted his abilities. Even from the distance that was force between you, his flames radiate intense heat that licks every inch of your skin. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know a voice is telling you that you shouldn’t feel this way- that what is happening is wrong. But fuck- you have not felt this alive in so long. The heat is comforting, the rush is invigorating.

“You are not Endevor!!”

You look down at the young hero, Midoria, who is calling out to Touya. The fact children are in this war baffles you. Sickens you.

“Hhahahah! Anyone could figure that out!”

Touya laughed as the obvious statement from the child speaking on a subject he clearly has no part in. No shit he’s not Endevor. Touya has always been genuine about himself, while Enji wears a mask of lies to his fans but carries bloodied knuckles at his family.

A loud roaring fills the area, the same call of action that you heard earlier. The giant awakens and rises up from the ground- shredding Best Jeanist strong binds as his strength pulls apart the threads. Your own shackles loosen, allowing you to drop back to the ground. You land on both feet, but the weight of gravity drops you to the dirt. Your head snaps up and looks around for blue flames. When your sight falls onto the familiar scarred face, Touya gives you a single nod and a cunning smile. You rise up from the ground and rush to his side, doing your best to avoid any hero’s or falling debris. You rush past Endevor where you notice he has fallen unconscious. You don’t even give a single thought to save him, not even sparing a second glance.

“Sorry Shoto, the situations changed.”

Touya gives one final gruesome blow at his younger brother, which renders Shoto unconscious. Touya looks back your way and helps to close the distance between the two of you. As soon as your in his reach, his left arm wraps around your waist and pulls you into his side. He smells of char, cigarettes and a hint sandlewood. You bask for a moment in the unique auroma.

“Come, Dabi!”

One of his comrades call out, directly him twords the rest of the villains. Touyas grip tightens around you, he pulls you as tight as your physical bodies would allow. His piercing cyan eyes that match his flames so perfectly well soften as they linger on your features. A smile equally as soft paints his face followed by a single wink.

“Let’s go, doll.”

#dabi #bnha dabi #mha dabi #dabi x reader #dabi x y/n #touya todoroki #Todoroki

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cherrieflavouredheadcanons · 4 years

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Dabi comforting a depressed reader

This is the second raffle price for @divinewhimsy I'm sorry it took me so long 😓

Tw: Talk about depression

Dabi

At first he had no real idea what to do and how to help you.

Growing up the way he did he never really got in touch with mental health problems because if they came up they were usually ignored.

But now that he is older he knows that it can't be ignored and that you need him.

You had told him about your depression early on in your relationship but he never thought about it before.

Dabi hated seeing you like this, you were just lying in your bed, staring at the wall and your eyes were empty.

He had noticed before that you had days where you seemed to not be able to get out of bed, but he honestly didn't think much of it, but this has been going on for a week now and he had no idea if you were even taking care of yourself anymore.

"...Did you at least eat?" God, why was he so awkward at helping you?

When you shook your head as a way to say no he sighed.

Walking over to you he picked you up, confused you asked Dabi where he was carrying you but he didn't answer.

Setting you down in the bathroom he began preparing a bath for you.

Helping you undress and washing your hair for you, you were surprised at how gentle his hands were, of course he always was careful with you but...this was a whole other level of gentleness.

After the bath he got you a clean set of clothes and you had to admit, you felt a bit better than before.

Picking you up again he carried you in the kitchen and sat you down on the table.

Now...he wasn't the best cook but he should be able to cook something simple and quick right?

Well...he ended up burning the noodles a bit but you ate them anyway, since you just now realized how hungry you were.

Dabi and you then sat on the couch and cuddled, your head against his chest listening to your heartbeat.

"Hey uhm...the next time you feel like this...tell me from the beginning so I can at least try and...help"

You noticed Dabi was blushing slightly but you appreciated that he wanted to help you.

So you nodded and kissed him gently, relishing in the feeling of the press of his lips against your own after a long time of not having felt it.

Breaking the kiss you leaned your head again against his shoulder, his hand now in your hair making you fall asleep.

Before you completely fell asleep you swore you heard him mutter "I love you….I hope you know that." and felt him kiss your head.

Dabi loves you more than anything and he will try the best he can to help you feel better even if he sometimes is awkward at it.

#bnha #bnha x reader #dabi #dabi mha #dabi x reader #dabi headcanons #dabi x you #dabi bnha #mha dabi #bnha headcanon #boku no hero x reader #dabi imagine

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rukunas · 3 years

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Okay here me out here gojo going completely crazy going for his high while y/n is laying there otherstimed

this is slightly inspired by how fucking bad my clit hurts rn... i don’t know what i fucking did but it feels like it’s going to fall off so have fun anon <3

warnings: dumbification, overstimulation, dacryphilia, mean!gojo (he’s just so cruel 🙁), slight dubcon

Gojo Satoru is a selfish bastard.

Sure, he opens doors for you like any other gentleman, swinging his leather coat over your shoulders when it’s chilly outside, doting on you with gifts that are far too expensive.

But when it comes to this...

“Toru! Toru, ple—”

His hand drops down from the headboard to your throat, squeezing away to stop you from screaming.

“Shhh, sweetheart, ‘m almost there. Just hold on for me, okay?”

You have been holding on— Gojo has been fucking his way through your second, third, fourth orgasm. Your clit feels like it’s going to fall off with the way he strokes it, trying to rip a fifth out of you, his hips merciless with the way they slap against yours.

He looks down at the tears brimming your eyes. He doesn’t feel pity blooming in his chest— it’s pride.

“Awww, my poor girl.”

He pouts mockingly, catching the pearls with his thumb before sticking it in your mouth, a pacifier for his baby.

You’d bite him if you could, sinking your teeth into him until he bled out, but you’ve lost all control of your body an hour back. All you can do is suck his fingers, your hazy vision catching how Gojo’s pupils contract before expanding, black eating away at the blues.

He’s busy staring at how your cunt squelches around him, sucking him in every time he pulls out.

“So fucking pretty for me.” He mumbles, hypnotized by the ring of white creamed around the base of his cock. “I’m so mean to you, aren’t I?”

You’re nodding, frowning when he speeds up. Your hands are tied to each other with his blindfold, but you lift them together to try to push him away, nails scratching against his bicep before he pins them above your head.

“Sorry, ‘m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, promise.”

He’s not sorry, he’s grinning, a sweet smile on his face at watching you squirm and whine and being forced to take it. It’s not like you can see him— your eyes are screwed shut, painful pleasure blossoming as Gojo hits that sweet part inside you with every thrust. His fingers keep pinching at your clit, he’s just so mean—

“Sa-toru! Cu- cumming, ‘m cumming!” You cry, gasping as your back arches at the force of your orgasm. Mean Gojo fucks you right through it, his inexhaustible stamina forcing your eyes to roll back to the whites, your pretty pink tongue lolling out of your mouth.

The sight of seeing you completely fucked out is enough, enough for his head to drop back with a “Fuckkk.” His cock twitches inside you before he cums, so much so that Gojo swears he sees a bulge.

“Such a good girl for me, so perfect.” He plants a kiss to your cheek, finally, finally pulling out, watching as your hole puckers and pushes his cum out.

“Toru, ‘m so tired.” You whisper, eyes fluttering shut as he presses more kisses to your neck and chest. You groan when you feel him get lower, a peck to your torso, another right above your clit—

“Need to make it up to you first.” He mumbles back, before he sucks your overstimulated clit in your mouth.

You don’t even have enough energy to cry.

Gojo Satoru is a selfish bastard, even in his promises.

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divinewhimsy · 4 years

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Whimsy’s Dabi Master List

Dabi

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☔ “I’m Fine Where I Am Now”

🎉 “Bite Marks”

📺 “Strong and Safe”

🎢 “Break Time”

☔ “Broken”

🔮 💍 “The Other Side”

📺 “Cooking”

🔥 “ Concupiscence ”

📺(💍?)“Upright Fool”

📺 “Bad Day”

💍 Ichor

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bakubabes-tatakae · 4 years

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Warm It Up, Darling || {NSFW} Naruto x Reader

Kinktober - Day 3 (Cockwarming)

Warnings: smut, teasing, 18+ content, cockwarming, unprotected sex, dirty talk

Word Count: 916

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There was one thing that Naruto liked to have in his relationship and that was control. So when he got into the mood there was nothing that would change his mind of where he stood on it. Naruto watched your figure as you stood at the sink. He wanted nothing more than to bend you over right now and have his way with you.

It had been so long since the two of you had had a chance to be intimate with each other. The kids had been a reason that you had never gotten the alone time that you had wanted. But they were away for the weekend and Naruto had nothing but a weekend in bed planned for you. He had already told Shikamaru not to call him into the office and to hold down the fort until Monday came around.

When you felt the knuckle-headed ninja make his way into the kitchen you had been surprised to feel his arms wrap around you. You had wanted to get all the housework done that you weren’t able to while he was at work and the kids were at play, but the tone on his voice told you that he had other plans.

“We’re finally alone…” He smirked and placed a small kiss to your cheek as he squeezed you against him, pushing your ass toward his body. “We can finally have the night we’ve been waiting for.”

You slowly turned around and wrapped your arm around his neck, hanging off of him. “Naruto,” A small smile spread across your soft features as he watched you with patient eyes. “I have things around the house that I need to get done, and you promised me that we’d watch a movie together tonight.”

Naruto placed his hand under your chin and tilted your head up. “We can watch a movie and fool around at the same time darling.”

You rolled your eyes at him. “I just wanna lay there with you. Why do we have to have sex? We can do that anytime.”

Naruto placed his hand on your lower back and pulled you toward him, the idea that ran through his head overpowering all his thoughts. “I know how we can watch a movie and have a little fun at the same time darling. I promise that it won’t distract you from the movie.”

You placed a hand on his cheek and narrowed your eyes. “We’ll see if it works Naruto. Start the movie. I’ll be in in a minute.”

Naruto walked away and you turned back to the sink, finishing the small number of dishes that were there.

As you entered the living room the last thing that you had expected to see was Naruto sitting on the couch with his pants off. You had never seen the Uzumaki so desperate for your body. There was a tent in his boxers as he held a hand up and motioned a finger for you to come over. His hands grasped your waist and spun you around, pushing the bottom of your skirt up and exposing your panties underneath. His hand ran over your folds, a small moan escaping you as your knees grew weak, threatening to give out underneath you. His raspy voice filled the room as he tugged on your hips. “Sit down. Warm it up, darling.” He pulled his boxers down and his erection came free of the fabric prison. “Take a seat babe.”

You slowly sat down as he positioned himself at your entrance, his girth filled you, the pleasure of his cock filling your veins. You slowly bounced your hips on him, leaned back into him, but he grasped your hips again and stopped you. “But you just wanted to watch a movie. Watch your movie and forget about this whole thing.”

When you couldn’t move around anymore you whined, fighting against Naruto to try and ride him more. “Naruto, please.”

Naruto placed his mouth next to your ear and whispered. “If that’s something that you want to do then maybe I shouldn’t stop you.” He loosened his grip and let you bounce on his lap again. But a second later he stopped you. “But I think I will.”

You were beginning to beg him. “Naruto… please… don’t stop.”

“Keep begging. Maybe I’ll let you ride my cock like you want to so badly.” He smirked and his hand slid around to the front of your waist. His fingers found your clit and rubbed, letting you bounce around on his cock again. He let his head drop behind him and a loud groan escaped him as you bounced around faster, the combination of his finger and his cock about to throw you over the edge. “You like that, don’t you babe.”

His voice was like music to your ears as your orgasm washed over you, shattering the world around you. As your cunt quivered around his cock Naruto couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He unloaded himself inside you and placed his lips to your neck again. “I knew that you’d come around.”

You let your head drop onto his shoulder and laughed at him. “Yea… well I guess I just couldn’t resist what the great Hokage has to offer.”

He moved his hips again, bucking into you. “Of course you couldn’t resist what I have to offer. You’ve never been able to do that darling.” He wore a smirk as you turned to him. “Now let’s spend the weekend without clothes.”

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o-dragon05 · 4 years

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Buttery, Whisper, Sunset and Daydream!!

Hey Whimsy!!! 💕💕 Thank you for the ask, love! ☺️

buttery - favorite snack?

A n y t h i n g chocolate. I usually go for sweet snacks over salty, though I've been on a popcorn kick lately. I love putting nutritional yeast on my popcorn!! I promise it's a lot better than it sounds!!

whisper - how much sleep do you get?

Oof. Way less sleep than I need. I should get close to 8.5-9 every night, but I usually get about 6.5 to 7. I end up staying up late on work nights but go to bed early on weekends. I'm backwards 😅

daydreams - if you could be anything or anyone, who would you be?

I don't think I would necessarily want to be anyone in this world. I like my life, overall, though I wish I had a well-enough paying job that I could help my family and friends out financially and ease some of their worries. Also kind of what you were saying - if I could give back to my community in a significant way that would be amazing and I'd be happy. On a fantasical note, if I could be in one of my favorite anime's, I'd love to assume the role of one of my characters. Yuki or Isane in my My Hero Academia fic, Ashley from my Yu Yu Hakusho fic, or Sayako or Hana from my Bleach fic... 😄

Sunset - What Are Your Pronouns?

She/her! 😊

#soft ask #divinewhimsy

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tomomoni · 4 years

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I'm with the nonon, I simp for Mon

jsgahauha DIVY— no, no, ur supposed to simp for dabi, not me!! 😭

and i’m gonna be the one to SIMP for U guys, not the othr way around, ok?? 🥺 ok, ilysm!! 🥰✨

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kinsurou · 3 years

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Alright, so…

Some weeks ago while checking some things out around my blog, it caught my attention that I’ve reached my 1k followers milestone, and there are no words to describe how happy this made me. However, being busy with some irl things as well as server collabs...as well as being as forgetful as always, I forgot to organize anything for this…

So! Rather than hosting some event, I decided to create this appreciation post, recommending some of my favorite works from some of my favorite content creators out there, as well as some of my closest friends that have been so amazing, sweet, and supportive.

With that said, let’s get started!

@wakaoujisenhime

For you, my lord / Bakugou x Reader

Oh god, this was like having someone rip out your heart and crush it in their hands with a smile. A beautiful piece revolving around Samurai Au that those of you who enjoy some good angst will most certainly enjoy.

Warnings: Angst, Death.

The Usual / BakuDeku x Reader

This fic? Oof, I still remember the day she came up with the idea for the plot. Beautifully written, astounding work and such a delicious plot that had me sweating like a sinner in church.

Warnings: Threesome, Public sex.

@iwaasfairy

Tricky words / Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

This fic featuring bully Kuroo is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever read, but it also gave me an exorbitant urge to smack the guy into oblivion. If you enjoy dark content, this one is a work of art.

Warnings: dubcon, bullying, manipulation.

Shhh / Daishou Suguru x Reader

Ok, I am not exactly a Daishou fucker, but this fic managed to give me some itty little bit of Daishou brain rot apkapsjap.

@shinsotired

Heaven sent, hell proof / DabiHawks x Reader

Now, this? This has a few of my favorite things; Dabi, Hawks, debauchery, threesomes, and monsters. The best part is that it’s a multichapter fic.

Warnings: Mentions of Noncon, Dubcon, Yandere, threesome.

Captains + Thigh Riding

She said thigh riding and I came running. While these are small scenarios with the Hq Captains they’re just as hot as the rest of her works. My favorite one is Bokuto. :wew:

Warnings: some dubcon, public, d/s dynamic.

@soft-for-shoyo

Shark / Miya Osamu x Reader

Monster fucking, that is the tweet. This fic has the perfect balance between dark elements, smut, and a pinch of soft that just….melts you on the spot. While Reader doesn’t have a good time at the start of the fic it gets better in the end and if you’re into the merdick, this fic is for you.

Warnings: Noncon (by a third party), dubcon, monster fucking, gore.

Jack Frost!Akaashi Keiji x Reader

Watching Saz slowly feeding us this piece in the server was so good, everyone was on the edge of their seat waiting to see what would happen next. So when I realized she shared it on Tumblr? I needed to add it here. A whole meal, 10/10.

Warnings: Somnophilia

@kuroos-babygirl

Smile for the camera / Aran Ojiro x Reader x Suna Rintarou

This was a pleasure to beta read for my wife. It pulls you into the story and the plot is wonderful.

Warnings: Threesome, voyeurism, filming.

Merry Christmas, I love you / Bokuto Koutaro x Reader

Another perfect mix of fluff and smut. Spending the holidays with Bokuto gone spicy. For those who love Christmas, this one has to be one of the sweetest Christmas fics for those of you who love the holidays.

@savagetrickster

Fever / Todoroki Shouto x Reader

One of the longest, spiciest, and best fics to exist, featuring Doctor Shouto. The amount of smut in this fic is unbelievable but you.will.not.regret reading it over and over again.

Cause I’m a fool / Todoroki Shouto x Reader

Ok, this one doesn’t have smut, but the angst? delicious. The way everything is described, from the surroundings to the character’s feelings is a beautiful display of art.

@honeytama

Wanted for Pleasure / Spinner x Reader x Stain

Listen, this is one of the hottest fics I’ve ever read. Threesome fics are some of my favorites and this one will NOT disappoint you. And of course, there’s some tongue action, courtesy of Daddy Stain.

Give me more / Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

Listen, Shigaraki’s not exactly one of my favorite characters to lewd, and yet, Lauren managed to make me enjoy a fic with this crusty bastard. And boy did I enjoy this a lot.

This is also part 2 of one of her previous fics, which you can find here!

@hawks-senseis

Dear Husband / Takami Keigo x Reader

Dom!Readers weren’t my thing until I came across this little series featuring Hawks as this sweet househusband and then brrrrrrrr, Prism.exe stopped working.

@sailor-manga

Caught / Shouta Aizawa x Reader

My masochist self couldn’t stop reading this one over and over because of all the angst AND the smut in it.

@sempiternal-amour

Tiddie Sucking / Bokutou Koutaro x Reader x Kuroo Tetsurou

The way this fic made me giggle like a madwoman...because it’s so damn good and I love fics where they play with your titties like you have no idea...ANYWAY, GO READ THIS, YOU WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED.

A Jolly-day, Holi-day / Suna Rintarou x Reader

This one is sfw and such an adorable fic! Personally, Christmas is not one of my favorite holidays but when I say mi corazón tagged me, my inner crybaby came out screaming like a rabid animal. Suna being so sweet and wholesome made this grinch’s heart swell.

@xplosiveboy

Incubus!Kuroo x Reader

Monster Fucking is a favorite of mine, but Incubus? Sign me the fuck up. *chef kiss*.

This little octopus blessed my existence with this fic and I will love them for eternity.

Warnings: Dubcon/Noncon, Monsters.

@rocorambles

Dream come true / Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

Yes another Kuroo fic, I have a problem pspdkspdks. This fic...God, I have no words to describe what it was like reading it for the first time. Beautiful, depraved, and perfect. Not apt for those who are not into dark content, but for those who like it? You’ve come to the right place.

Warnings: Noncon, Yandere, Non concented Somnophilia, DDLG.

@divinewhimsy

Upright Fool / Todoroki Touya x Reader

A small warning, don't read this if Shouto's your favorite Todoroki cause you might want to smack him during this fic. Touya on the other hand? Marry me pls. A sfw, no quirks AU that you'll definitely adore.

@candychronicles

Masquerade Girl / Takami Keigo x Reader

I don't think there's a lot of glory holes fics around, but this one is a gemstone. And Hawk's character is on point, everything Candy writes is perfect.

And there you have it, folks! These are some of my favorite fics, but not all of them. Will I make a part 2 of this appreciation post? Damn right! There are so many more fics I want to show you guys, such as one of the very first ones that turned me into a monster fucker as well as the one that inspired me to write “Forgive me, Lord”. And there are so many more blogs I need to fangirl about.

Until then, enjoy your visit to the Record’s store!

With Love -Prism. ♡

#🎙.Announcement-in-the-store #💖.Apreciation Posts #I WASN'T DONE ADDING PEOPLE AND TUMBLT POSTED IT BEFORE #WHAT HAPPENED

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divinewhimsy · 4 years

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Ichor (DabixReader)

SO I’m trying my hand at this whole writing thing again. What better way than to start with some Dabi from MHA? Eh? Ehhhh? PleaseenjoyIdidmybest*sobs*

Trigger warning: Blood, Swearing

Quirk: BloodType. Clarification; Your blood can boost quirks. Just one drop can give immeasurable strength and stamina to the one who devours it. It’s a gift as much as it is a curse. So long as you are consumed in some function you can give from even the driest of wells. But blood is always the strongest medium.

You use your quirk to help, to heal- unconditionally and without a bias. Which has worked out fine until you help a certain raven haired patchwork back to health. That’s probably where it all went wrong, if you’re being honest with yourself.

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Part 3: X

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Enjoy~!

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Your blood can boost quirks. Just one drop can give immeasurable strength and stamina to the one who devours it. It’s a gift as much as it is a curse. So long as you are consumed in some function you can give from even the driest of wells.

But blood is always the strongest medium.

It makes having a quirk almost as useful as not having one. Without others knowing about you or your gift, you’re just as helpless as the other civilians- if not more. If someone were to find out about your quirk and want to use it for themselves then kidnapping would be the least of your worries.

So being a hero is out of the question. That doesn’t stop you from wanting to help others, though. You help- just in a more mundane way. And you don’t discriminate. Hero, Villain, bystander. Status in the world doesn’t matter.

And with a quirk like yours, staying under the radar is a must.

But where’s the fun in that?

You dodge debris as it explodes from behind you, a battle between a hero and villain erupting back to the sky. Neither of them even noticed you hiding behind a half destroyed pillar of concrete.

Good.

You dash over the hill of rubble and slide down it quickly. Your heart is hammering rapidly in your chest with adrenaline. They’d just whisk you away if a hero caught you. If a villain did, though, death is the most probable. If not using you as a hostage.

When you see the pool of red spilling from a smaller pile of rubble your stomach churns unpleasantly. It’s a hard truth to face when you realize you can’t save everyone. Sometimes you’re just too late.

But not this time.

You refuse to let this one die.

Your small hands brush away what rubble you can and free the body beneath. It’s a man- covered in dust and stones from some kind of explosion. His skin is still sizzling with heat and you wince when you notice his burned skin. Yet...they had to have been from before. There’s no way those burns would look so old if they were new. Debris or not.

Either way he’s losing blood too quickly. You free him and throw your satchel open, scrambling through it for bandages to treat his wounds. You could use a bit of blood- or just kiss him, probably. But he’s a stranger!

‘And it might not be enough’, you sigh to yourself as your pant legs start to soak up some of his blood.

Ugh. You hated using your quirk outside in the open. Normally you’d bring bags of excess blood with you but of course today of all days you forgot to pack some.

That settles that then. You grab the scalpel in your satchel and let it hover over your wrist. You can do this. Sure, it hurts for a bit but your quirk heals the scars you make yourself. Like it knows deep down this is for someone else.

You summon what’s left of your confidence and slice through your skin. Your eyes squeeze shut at the burning sensation that crawls through your arm and through your body. Each second is a hiss of you biting back cries and squeeze your wrist until the blood starts to spill out. It’s the teeth biting the inside of your mouth to keep the tears from falling.

It doesn’t work, of course, but you try not to cry anyways.

When you get enough of a flow going you press your wrist to the mans mouth forcefully. At first your blood only dribbles down into his mouth but after a moment his breathing starts to regulate. His lips twitch and latch onto your wrist painfully, drawing your blood into him greedily. When his wounds start to close up and stitch over themselves his tongue swipes along the cut hungrily but you’re able to pull your arm away with enough force.

His eyes flutter open, his breathing hard as he gasps for air.

You’re stunned by the color his eyes are. Two beautiful turquoise crystals sit in his skull. Two pieces of a brightly lit sea stare back at you. Even though he has scars and burns on multiple parts of his body- staples and pieces adorning them almost like medals- they don’t take away from his beauty. The innate charm and charisma that makes up his very body is intoxicating.

You could sit and stare at him for hours.

Until you realize he’s trying to talk to you. He waves a burning blue hand in your face and you blink back to reality.

“Woah- Uh- Yes?” you swallow nervously.

He doesn’t get another chance to speak, though. The battle above continues on and a massive shock wave plummets to the earth. Everything shakes and the rubble around the both of you threatens to crumble even more.

“Move!” the dark haired stranger snaps and a blazing warm hand slaps down on your wrist as he yanks you to your feet.

You stumble to keep hold of your satchel as he drags you along.

You’re thankful for it as you watch what would have happened.

You escaped just in time as the remainder of the building that had fallen comes crashing down. A heavy block of metal and cement landing right where you two had just been.

You almost just died.

The rush is amazing.

The stranger doesn’t stop to dwell on the adrenaline from the crash and continues running. His feet pelt against the uneven ground and you find your feet placing themselves underneath you as you fall into step behind him.

You’re not sure if it’s the fact he just saved you or the fact you saved him that keeps you close to him. Or, you know, his hand grasping your wrist. Totally possible.

Following him is a decision he made for you at the beginning of this and you’re just along for the ride. Wherever that may take you.

Right now it’s looking like he’s taking you to an abandoned building only a block or so from the fighting behind you. The stranger shoulders the broken door aside and yanks you through the gap just as you feel the ground shake again and loud crashing noises somewhere in the center of the battle.

Honestly, maybe you were a little scared. The adrenaline winding down as your eyes adjust to the darkness and then to the bright blue light as the man ignites his hand in blue flames.

They’re just as blue as his eyes. It’s hypnotic, almost. They surge wildly between his fingers like a warning. A growl of a monster waking up slowly.

“What the hell did you do to me?” he hisses and you flinch away from him out of habit.

Ah, that’s right. You saved him with your blood.

“I saved you.” you try to swallow the dryness in your throat away but it doesn’t work.

The angry gaze he throws back your way doesn’t make his following silence any better. Does he not believe you? What more of an answer could you give?

“From dying.” you say stupidly and immediately wince as he takes a deep breath.

He turns away from you and runs his free hand down his face. With a shake of his head he turns to survey the room and starts walking toward one of the back windows. He pries the rotting wood from over the glass and dusty, yellow light floods into the large- and ruined- room.

You fiddle with your hands, anxiety crawling through every vein in your body as he stomps around in silence. You watch as he shifts through the remains of a couch and dresser, searching.

“I-I can help.” you offer meekly. “What are you lookin for?”

He pauses and lifts his eyes to yours sardonically. His hands drop the piece of wood in them and he turns on his feet quickly, stalking towards you at his full height.

And god is he taller than you realized. Or maybe it’s the fact he’s not saying anything. Or that you realize just how small you are in the grand scheme of things.

No matter the reason, you know you’re prey. And the man before you is one hundred percent a born and bred predator.

Dangerous doesn’t even cover the entirety of who he is. It’s spoken like secrets on late summer nights with humid heat rolling into the air around him. Volatile and unkempt savagery make up every bone in his body. The bored facade he wore before is a deadly snare to enrapture and mislead.

“Help?” he echoes. “Whatever you did to me wasn’t help enough, hero?”

Your lips tremble with a laugh you’re trying to fight back. You? A hero? Definitely not. Not when you laugh at the most inappropriate times- like right now.

When your giggle gets released from your lips he seethes. His eyes burn brighter with living flames held within, an inferno devouring you with every thought he has.

“You really don’t want to mock me, princess.” he growls and you shake your head.

“I’m not, I promise.” your giggles die down. “It’s just funny. I’m not a hero.”

He squints his eyes, unease spreading through his gaze.

“Really!” you assure. “I can’t be. I don’t have any of the training or certifications and I don’t want them. I just want to help people. So I snuck onto the battlefield and when I came across you I knew I had to do something. So I did what I do best and I gave you my blood-“

Uh oh.

Oh no.

You just said it. You told him.

“Your blood?” he raises a brow suspiciously.

Of course he would catch on to it.

You’re not getting out of this.

“Uhm, y-yes. It’s a part of my quirk.” you swallow nervously. “I can boost a body's system and quirk if they devour some of my blood. Or other substances...But blood is the strongest.”

He looks at you incredulously but there’s a flicker of something that sets a fire of unease inside you as his lips twitch into a smirk. The scheming look in his eyes let’s you know something’s brewing inside his mind.

“So you’re a support quirk.” he says quietly but his eyes don’t look a fraction below the wicked fury he held moments ago. The way they trace the outline of your body brings a shiver of heat up from your blood and to your skin.

The devouring gaze is enough to let you know the devious thoughts the man is playing through his mind.

“Whatever you’re thinking won’t work.” you say sternly and your brows furrow in annoyance. “It only works when I want it to.”

“So you have control?” he sneers. “You couldn’t have studied and worked with it that extensively-“

He barely gets to finish his words before you grow impatient, your anger jutting out beneath the surface of your bones and into your blood. Into your very will.

“I can take it away.” you hiss and he wobbles unsteadily. “Now that you have my blood I can decide if I let it remain or not. Don’t be ungrateful.”

The surprise in his gaze is only temporary as he clutches his torso tightly.

“Point taken.” he seethes, air hissing through his teeth as you only allow a little bit of the healing to trickle back.

“You mistake me for weak but I’m not trapped here with you, villain. You’re trapped in here with me.” you growl and clench your fists at your side.

His beautiful cyan eyes pour into your own gaze, his face as blank as it had been before. He’s used to controlling his own emotions. But with enough pain even the most emotionally trained individual loses control.

You’re not that sadistic, though. You let him maintain some pride as he stands back up shakily.

“Interesting.”

“Our business is done.” you say, confidence filling your whole body. “I saved you, you saved me. So I’ll be on my way.”

“And if I don’t let you go?” he chuckles darkly. “Blood or no, you’ve already boosted me. Do you think you can run in time? Or take back what you’ve given?”

Maybe your bluff wasn’t as strong as it should have been. But you think you’ve been in more dangerous situations before. Probably.

The way his eyes pierce through your soul is hauntingly terrifying. It’s as if he knows the boundaries of your quirk. The parts you haven’t learned to control yet. It’s not like you’ve ever had that many chances to.

“It’s your life.” you huff. “I’ve let others die without a second thought. You’ll be no different.”

That’s a lie. You’ve given everyone at least a little hope. A drop enough to make the decision their own. Or decided by fate. But leaving someone to die purposefully? The guilt would gnaw at you until the day you died yourself.

He weighs your words for a long moment. The silence is almost too heavy as you hold your ground, refusing to let your limbs shake with the fear you’re eating.

“If you really wanted to hurt me,” you add. “Wouldn’t you have done so already? Or are you that afraid of this power surging through your veins? Of what I can do and what I can take?”

He glares as you force a smirk on your face. You’ve got him questioning himself now. Good. It’s buying you time.

Time enough to slowly drain him down until he’s collapsing on the floor. It drains you like a humid day in the middle of summer with no air conditioning, your limbs and mind groggy beyond comprehension. But if you focus just enough, if you keep your goal at the front of your thoughts then maybe you’ll be able to subdue him.

With a shaky breath he tries to wobble forward and falls to the floor. You gasp for air as he hits the ground, your body heavy with use of your quirk.

You can’t control it for long. It whittles down your energy like a quickly sinking ship. Submerged in water and treading through it, thrashing about to maintain consciousness. It always wears you out.

And now you have a very much unconscious stranger who knows your secret. And you’re stuck in an abandoned building with him while a battle continues outside.

Carrying him is out of the question but you can’t leave him here. You need to tie him up so he can’t tell others about you. Or track you down. If others knew about your quirk and word got out it would be difficult to keep the little slice of peace you’ve carved for yourself intact.

The only plan that comes to mind is to carry him, as much as your body aches at the thought. Maybe you can get to a road and catch a taxi and pass him off as a passed out drunk. It might be difficult but if others bought it…

“Hello? Is anyone in here?” a voice calls from the outside. “I’m here to help!”

Help? A hero? Damn, someone must have seen you two run in here.

“My hero saw some civilians run in here and told me to escort you to two to safety!” the voice continues and you glance at the strangers limp body.

“Yes!” you call out before you can stop yourself. You quickly wrap some bandages around the strangers head and face and cling to his shoulder. The more it looks like you two were together the less questions this sidekick would have.

And they might even help you get him to your apartment.

The sidekick squeezes through the gap in the doorway in the front of the house and you breathe a sigh of relief. It’s a smaller woman with unruly dark hair sticking to the sweat on her forehead. She gives a small smile in response and glances from you to the man on the ground.

“Oh no! Was he hurt in the crossfire?” she frowns and steps closer. You steel your nerves. You have to look frightened but not outright afraid of her. She’s a hero, she’s supposed to make you feel relieved. Not scared.

“Ah, yeah, a bit.” you mumble and glance down at him. “I’m a med student though so I patched him up. H-he was walking me home from class when this all happened.”

God you hope she believes you. Even as she surveys his wounds and the new bandages your heart thumps away in your chest with every passing breath. It looks believable, right? It has to. There’s no reason it shouldn’t.

“You should still get him to the paramedics.” her brows bow with concern. “I can lead the way, follow me! Everything’s going to be okay!”

“Oh thank you!” you beam and she helps you hoist him up between the two of you.

Every step is nerve wracking. The closer you get to the paramedics the more you panic. What do you tell her? Can you make an excuse for them not to look at him? He had to be a villain. He might be working with the one already battling the hero. If they recognize him and you admitted to being with him then you might get arrested… Ah, your stomach churns nauseatingly fast as you rack your brain for an idea- any idea.

Your miracle comes in the form of a loud crash as the hero gets thrown to the ground only a few feet from the recovery zone.

“Quickly, run!” the sidekick shouts and shoves the stranger onto your back. “You have to get out of here!”

You nod and don’t fight the order, running with the others who had been waiting at the safe zone. It’s a crowd of chaos amongst the battle and it’s providing deliciously sporadic coverage for your escape. In the hustle to get away from the battle and with the sidekicks and heroes all busy you’re able to slip away into the alleyway and start hoofing it back home.

If only the man didn’t weigh so much. Where was he keeping all of it? He didn’t look that heavy standing! It had to be hidden in his dark jacket and pants somewhere or behind his distressed white v-neck shirt. He was packing a punch underneath the radar and you were more than glad to have avoided a close combat fight with him. Especially when his body was eerily warm. Unusually warm. Even with a boosted body and quirk from your blood his body temperature was beyond any normal humans.

Was it part of his quirk, then? The blue flames that danced from his skin in searing and flickering fire? It must be. You’re sure it is.

Almost.

Yet...You’ve never experienced accidentally overpowering someone with your blood. Had you fed him too much and it flooded his system? Is that even a possibility? Maybe… Haven't you heard it said somewhere that it's possible to have ‘too much of a good thing’? If you gave him too much then it really did seem like you’d done something nefarious to him.

No wonder he was suspicious.

Regardless, you’d only tried to help. There’s nothing wrong with that. A helping hand, although eager and perhaps overbearing, is still a helping hand after all.

You manage to drag him to your apartment without any incidents. Keeping mostly to the darker shadows of the evening you hurried as quickly as you could while carrying him. The sooner you got this stranger behind closed doors the better. You’re not sure how long he’s going to be passed out for. Even if you used your blood to put him in this resting state there was no way to tell how long he would be staying in it.

You shovel him onto your couch with a wince and straighten your back. If you aren’t careful you might pass out yourself. Which would be really, really bad. You can’t put yourself in that position- especially with how he reacted towards the end. If he’s going to be violent then you need to be painfully prepared to deal with that. But how?

Tying him up will only give him kindling for that fire quirk of his. What would be a good way to make sure he stays put? Steel Wool around his wrists? No, that could melt, right? He’d just burn through any rope or cloth you used to bind his hands. Maybe if you got it wet first? It’d only delay the burning. Oh! You could put him in the shower! All that water would be sure to keep any flames out!

As you glance down at the man on the couch you can’t imagine picking him back up. No shower, then. Which is good because the idea of putting someone in the shower- even if they’re fully clothed- makes you feel ridiculous. But what other option do you honestly have?

You groan and shake your head. You’re an idiot. An absolutely stunningly naive idiot. Impulsive! Idiotic! The shame in your mind travels through your bones until you crouch on the ground and try to contain all the unruly emotion in your body. The wicked whips that arch out of your skin in invisible hands. They try to bind you down until you’re stuck there. Holding your throat tighter and tighter with every suffocatingly stupid replay of your day thus far.

What are you even thinking? Bringing him here?? To where you live? What part of keeping everything underwraps did your stupid brain not understand?! How is bringing a villain to your very private and very unknown home a good idea?

You should have taken him somewhere else. Literally anywhere else. Or just moved entirely. Uprooted everything you have here and just booked it. Actually, that’s still an option. You can leave him here and just run right now. What’s holding you here?

You glance at the man and heave a sigh out of your lungs. Fantasies will be nothing more than silly ideas. Appeasing them will bring you nowhere. Running will do nothing for you and you know that. Really, you do. Reality is just hard to accept and acting before you think is a common issue. But you can’t regret what you’ve done. Not yet when there’s still time to salvage what's left of this mess. Even if it feels like more than you can handle.

Especially as the man starts to stir.

Well shit.

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