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“You have Work to do Princess” -Shoto Todoroki

Warnings: Cock warming, dom/sub, swearing, mention of stomach bulge

It had been a long week of hero work, 2 bank robberies, 5 villain attacks and 3 drug busts all only accruing on your shifts. You cursed whatever god was out there who seemed to have it out for you, making your way to your office to start on the, no doubt, mountain of paperwork accumulated from the week’s events. You sigh as your suspicion is confirmed and your desk is piled in paperwork and reports needing to be filled out. You stretched, hearing the soft pop of tension being released in your back before heading for your desk to set to work.

It was 2:30pm when you had started however you were still at it by 7:45pm. You groaned, looking at the pitiful third you had managed to complete in the span of 5 hours. You rolled your neck before reaching into your pocket to check your phone. You weren’t surprised at what you saw, Todoroki Shoto, your boyfriend of 8 months now, had left your message on read. He was supposed to take you on a date tonight, however the mountain of paperwork had made you have to postpone….again. You groaned, clutching your head as panic fills your head. You had only been dating for 8 months, but you had had a crush on Todoroki since 2 year

Originally, neither of you did anything about your feelings. The start of a new career is stressful and both of you had your own goals to achieve. However now that you two had finally gotten together, after a rather confusing and awkward confession from both sides, now it seemed the universe was hell bent on splitting you up. You sent another apology, swearing that you’ll take him out after everything has calmed down, but that too was left on read. You sigh sadly, putting your phone away and getting back to work when the sound of the elevator down the hall dinged, signally the arrival of someone in the office. You furrowed your eyebrows as you had seen no one in the office when you had left to get a cup and of coffee. This meant someone had come back to the office, but who would come back at 7:48pm?

Just as you got up to investigate, the door to your office swung open revealing none other than your boyfriend holding a packet of takeout from his favourite soba place. “Shoto?” you gasped, rushing around your desk to hug him. As your arms clasped around his neck you realised just how much you had missed him, the scent of mint and cedar fulling your senses. “Hello Princess,” he said as he kissed your forehead. “Figured I’d bring the date to you since we haven’t had any time together these last few days.” You smiled up at him, he’s so sweet. “Thank you,” you breathed, kissing his cheek and enjoying you comfort of his arms around you. “Come Princess,” he moved you to the couch in your office, “Let’s eat something.”

True to Shoto, he had brought you your favourite Yaki Udon from the little corner restaurant by his apartment. After a conversation of the week’s events, continuously talking with your mouth full because you’re so hungry yet so excited, you settled down with a quiet laugh. Shoto smiled softly at you before glancing over to your paper clad desk. You followed his gaze and sighed, “Thank you so much my love, but I have to get some more paperwork done before I can go home.” You watched as something in Shoto’s eyes changed and a small smirk spread across his cheeks. “Why don’t I stay with you, keep you a little company?” his voice came out raspy and you couldn’t help but silently nod in agreement. Shoto stood up, taking your hand and leading you back to your desk. You didn’t realise what was happening until Shoto was seated in your chair and patting his lap.

You blushed, it wasn’t like you and Shoto hadn’t done this things before, it was the setting of it all. You moved to sit down, cautiously at first but Shoto grabbed your hips and planted you right on him, leaving no room for argument. He pulled the chair closer to your desk before settling his arms around your waist. “Go on Love,” his whispered into your neck causing a shiver to run down your spine. Shakely, you set to work determined to finish so you can go home with your boyfriend, but Shoto seemed to have a different idea. It wasn’t long after you started that Shoto started to leave wet, lazy kisses up and down you neck, seemingly bored with the situation. You started to lose focus, it had been awhile since Shoto had been able to lay his hands on you, and your body desperately missed the feeling. “Shoto,” you whisper breathlessly, “You can’t do that, I can’t focus if you-“

“Stand up,” his voice left no room to argue, and instantly you stood up. You could hear the smug smile, even if you couldn’t see him. However, before you could complain or ask what he was doing, the shorts of your hero sort were pulled down. You gasped, whipping your head round only to see Shoto’s smug face and his sweatpants pulled down enough for his semi hard dick. Your breath hitched as he looked you dead in the eyes as he stroked himself. “Come on Princess,” he rasped as he became fully hard, “Take a seat.” You whined, “Shoto, we can’t. It’s the office and I need to concentrate-“

“Sit Y/N” He ordered and like an obedient sub, you did. And god if it wasn’t everything you needed. The stretch burned, but god the feeling of being filled by him was worth it. “Good Girl,” he whispered in your ear, hands rubbing circles into your hips. “Go on Princess, you have work to do, and if you can finish what you need to tonight, I reward you.” The way he said it made you clench, the promise of more if you could just push forward with the next 6 reports. “Ok,” you breathe, picking up your pen and trying to focus on the papers in front of you.

You were 1,5 half reports in when Shoto threw another curve ball at you, reaching his hand up you shirt to play with your breasts causing you to falter and drop your pen. “Ah ah Princess,” he taunted, pinching your nipple. “You’ve got work to do Love, if you want that reward,” his voice was a haze, your body a live wire. “But Shoto,” you whined as you grinded your hips down, “I can’t, you feel so good Shoto I can’t-“ your plead fell on deaf ears. “You can and you will.” He demanded, gripping your hips until they stilled. You whine again, but he only bites your shoulder as a response. “Work Princess, now.” Your breathing was heavy but you obeyed, picking up your pen and slowly resuming your work.

Shoto however was relentless. He teased and teased, pinching your nipples, sucking hickeys into your neck, even grinding up into you on occasion to get a reaction out of before shutting you down and commanding you to work. However you were finally done as you signed off the last report and placed it into the envelope with your stamp of approval. “Im done,” you sighed grinding down into him with a delighted moan. “Good Girl,” he praised as he too grinded up into you, just to hear your delighted and relieved moans. “I think my Princess deserves a reward,” he punctuate his statement with a thrust which caused you to moan and clench around him. “Please Shoto. Please, I’ve been so good for you,” you pleaded before you were forcibly bent over your desk. “Don’t worry Princess, you’ll be rewarded.”

Shoto began to thrust in and out of you, holding you down by your neck as the force of is thrusts rocked you and the desk. “Fuck Shoto,” you moaned, he reached so deep in you, fulled you up until a slight bulge was seen in your stomach. “Fuck baby it’s been so long,” he grunted as he landed a smack to your ass, “Fuck you always take me so well baby, feel so good on my cock.” You choked a moan as a particularly deep thrust brushed your g-spot. “Fuck Shoto please, right there, please, please,” you begged as Shoto started to abuse that spot over and over, “Fuck baby, if you keep- keep squeezing me like that I won’t last-“ He was close, you could hear in raspy and whiny his voice became. He reached around your hip, rubbing tight circles into your clit which caused you to sob in pleasure. “Please, Shoto Please,” You chanted it, holding onto the words like a mantra until your orgasm lit up your nerves. “Fuck Princess,” he groaned before pulling out and pumping his cock until he came on your ass.

Your breathing was heavy, eyelids half lidded as Shoto pulled you off the desk to once more sit on his lap. He littered kisses all over your shoulder, as you both came down front the high of your orgasms. “Come Princess,” he whispered softly, “Let’s go home and rest.”

#bnha smut #bnha #shoto todoroki #shoto smut #shoto x y/n #todoroki smut

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purefrostbyte · 3 years

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Requests

Hey guys.

So I have been writing quite a bit and wanted to know somethings.

Would you like a Part 2 for No One Else To Turn Too (Dabi) and would you like a Part 3 Obsession (Shigaraki)?

if you could let me know it would be great. I haven't started writing the next parts because I wasn’t sure if it was wanted.

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purefrostbyte · 3 years

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Dabi - Pretty Boy (Pt2)

Touya Todoroki/Dabi

Rating: Smut

Recap: “Awww. Pretty Boy, you look so cute like this,” your finger traced his jaw before landing on his lip, “I must say, I’m kinda offended you didn’t think I’d figure it out…Touya~”

Dabi stared at you wide eyed. You always were too smart for your own good. “What’s wrong Touya?” You teased, snaking your arms around his neck, “Cat got your tongue?” Dabi wrapped one arm around your waist, “Careful Y/n,” He warned, one hand playing with a lock of your hair, “Just cause your pretty doesn’t mean I won’t turn you into kindling.” You pout at him, pushing your body against his, “Come one Pretty Boy, aren’t you even a little happy to see me? If I remember correctly from our last encounter, I left you with quite the problem.” You smirk as you bring your knee up to brush his crotch, “Really think I didn’t feel it?”

Dabi growled, “You love playing dangerous games don’t you Sweetheart? His grip tightened around your waist and you giggled before licking your lips. “What’s dangerous about you? If I wanted you dead you would be.” Your (E/c) bore into his and he couldn’t help but hang off each of your words. “So everyone tells me, yet something tells me you want something from me,” he backed you into the wall, one hand grabbing a handful of your ass and squeezing, “Something tells me you want to lose control for one night, something tells me,” he leaned down to your ear, his voice sending shivers down your spine, “That you want me.”

“Ding ding ding,” you mock, hands moving to play with his black locks, “We have a winner, can you guess what your prize is.” Dabi chuckled at your antics, “As tempting as it is to take that prize, I’m gonna have to decline.” He watched the amusement in your face drain, you expression showing hurt and confusion. “You see Sweetheart,” he shoved his knee between your thighs causing you to gasp, “If I give you what you want, it means I might not get to play with you again.” The hurt from earlier left and now all that filled those (E/c) eyes was curiosity, “Yeah?” you asked breathlessly, “You want to be able to keep playing with me?” Dabi chuckled, your expression was adorable and he briefly wondered for a moment if this was the same Y/n that had Shigaraki on his knees begging for forgiveness.

“Oh Sweetheart I want to do much more than just play with you.” Dabi nipped at your exposed neck and a delightful shiver ran down your spine, you felt alive. “Yeah? What else could you possible want to do with me?” The arm around your waist left and soon Dabi’s hand adorned your neck like a beautiful necklace you had no intent of taking off. He briefly applied pressure and watched as your eyes rolled back in pleasure. “I want a lot of things,” he squeezed you throat once more, “I want to kiss you.” You watched him, now it was you hanging off of his words, you who was desperate to hear his voice. “I want to mark you, I want to brand my name into those pretty thighs of yours.” His other hand trailed up your thigh, you could feel the raw heat from them. He was using his quirk.

“I want to make you scream, I want to wreck you for anyone else.” His hand stopped just by the zip of your shorts, “I want to make you mine and only mine.” And with that he backed off leaving you against the wall and disappearing into the night. He left you high and dry just like you had for the past 3 weeks.

You would never admit it but you loved this new side of Touya. It was thrilling to see him play with you the way you play with him. That’s why you sat patiently like a good girl, waiting for when you would see him again. Luckily for you, Shigaraki had called a meeting and needed you present. You found this the perfect excuse to see Dabi and an even better excuse to fuck with him. You wanted to push him, wanted to see how long it took until he snapped. You knew his patience with you was thin, especially after he outright said he wanted you to himself. What better way to push him than not at all? You made sure that your outfit was sexy but subtle enough with your normal style that he wouldn’t know you were up to something.

You sashayed your way into the hideout before promptly taking a seat a ways way from Dabi. He eyed you slightly but didn’t nothing and you couldn’t help but internally smirk. As Shigaraki went on about plans and tactics you sat bored, you honestly didn’t see a need to be there since your role was silent in the League. “Y/n,” Shigaraki called and you simply hummed a reply, “What information do you have for me?” You looked up at him with a bored expression, “No much, just that our little mole is doing his job properly.” Dabi turned to you, “And what does that mean?”

You didn’t spare him a glance, “It means Hawks is telling the Commission everything we want him to. The trap is set, now we just have to catch the mouse.” Shigaraki smirked, happy with the news while Dabi narrowed his eyes at you. The meeting dragged on, you felt Dabi staring at you the whole time but ignored him which seemed to get him riled up, perfect. Once the meeting was done Shigaraki kept you back to talk about upcoming plans, what you needed to do and what information you needed to gather. You already knew most of it and you had the Commissions undying trust so anything was easy to obtain.

You strolled out of the meeting room with a fake bored expression on your face. And just like you predicted Dabi had been waiting for you. “Evening Sweetheart,” he greeted, pushing off the wall and attempting to get your attention. “Hello Dabi,” you said, no stopping to look at him. That was Dabi’s first clue to what you were doing. You had decided to stay for a while and ended up sitting with Shigaraki and Compress playing cards, ignoring Dabi who glared at you three the whole time. After beating the two of them for a fourth time you decided to head out, you were bored and you wanted to continue your game with Dabi outside of the hideout and you knew if you left he would follow. “See you around Shiggy,” you said before walking out the door and leaving without saying a word to Dabi. That was clue number 2.

You knew he was following you, could hear his boots as you pretend to obliviously walk home. Dabi knew you were playing him, it was what you did. He knew that you were being a brat on purpose and he had every intent to deal with it. He watched you disappear into your house and waited a couple hours, watching, waiting for the perfect time to pounce. After 2 hours you had become disappointed that he hadn’t followed and by hour 4 you figured your plan hadn’t worked and decided to head to bed. That was your mistake.

The minute you crossed the threshold into your room Dabi had you pinned to the wall, cerulean eyes glaring down at you. “Thought you were off the hook didn’t you Brat?” he asked as his hand reclaimed its place on your neck. You smiled up at him, “What are you gonna do to me?” Dabi chuckled, “If you wanted my attention you could have just asked Sweetheart.” You pouted that small pout that always told him you weren’t upset or shy, you were just playing him. “But where’s the fun in asking?”

Dabi squeezed your neck, watching your face contort with pleasure, “What should I do with you hm? I could leave, not touch you at all until you come back begging me too. I could edge you all night, make you beg to cum because the only way you’re going to is if I say so.” You watch Dabi with baited breath, you wanted him to touch you. “I think you’re gonna have to convince me why I should stay, why I should touch you after your little stunt.” He took his hand off your neck much to your disappointment. “I have an easy answer for that,” you say breathlessly, looking up at him with big doe eyes, “Because I’m yours.”

It was Dabi’s turn to smirk, “That you are Doll,” you looked at him hopefully, please be enough you silently begged. “How desperate are you though?” he teased, his hand finding the cotton of your pyjama shorts, “How much do you want me?” he pushed the cotton aside and traced lightly against your panties. “Please,” you whispered but he shook his head, “I can’t hear you Doll.” Your cheeks flush, “Please Touya, please touch me! I’ll be good for you just please!”

Dabi smirked, satisfied that he got you to beg. “Again,” he ordered and so you did, “Please Touya! Please! I’ll never step out of line again, I’ll be good. I just wanted your attention, I’ll ask from now I on I promise, I promise!” Tears welled in your eyes as you begged him, it wasn’t even a want right now it was a need, you needed him.

“Good Girl,” he praised and with that he slid you shorts and panties down to pool at your ankles. “Good Girls get rewards,” he said as he lowered to his knees, “Do you want a rewards Y/n?” You nodded fiercely, “Please?” Dabi smirked before moving to lick a stripe up your pussy. You threw your head back in pleasure, it was a simple touch but now you craved more. Lucky for you Dabi fully intended on rewarding you, diving between your legs and eating you out like a man starved. He had moved your legs to be over his shoulders and was holding you up against the wall while sucking your clit. You swear masturbating was nowhere near as good as the real thing. “Dabi,” you moaned as he plunged his tongue into you, your legs shaking as you tried to stay upright.

He pulled away, a string of your juices still connected to his lips. “God you’re delicious,” he stated before licking his lips. “Dabi…Touya Please!” You begged and Dabi lifted an eyebrow in amusement, “Please? Please what Doll, I’m not a mind reader. You need to tell me.” Your breathing was heavy and your will too weak to fight. “Please fuck me.” You begged and how could he say no?

Your back hit the mattress and soon Dabi was on top of you, his shirt and pants off and left in only his boxers. “Take this off,” he said, motioning to your shirt, which you gladly discarded before laying down bare for him. “Good Girl,” he said before bending down to suck on one of your tits. “Dabi!” you gasped, hands flying to grip his hair as he tortured your chest. He bit down on one and groaned when you moan loudly, arching your back and pushing your chest into his face. While you were distracted Dabi managed to get his boxers off and was now pumping his shaft.

He lifted himself from your chest before lining himself up with your puffy folds. “Here you go,” he whispered as he started pushing into you, “This what you want?” You threw your head back and moaned loudly, he was big and the piercing didn’t help either. It was painful but god did it feel good. You couldn’t help but wiggle as he bottomed out in you, panting like a dog in heat. “Aww, look at how cute you are. Finally getting what you wanted Doll?” You nodded, fuck it felt good and when he started thrusting you couldn’t contain your moans. “Touya~” you moaned, his thrusts ruthless and hard, hitting every spot within you and engulfing you in euphoria. “Come on baby, doesn’t that feel good?” Dabi grunted as he watched your eyes cross.

Fuck you had never felt this much pleasure before, his cock rubbing against your sweet spot as he ploughs into you. “You close baby, I can feel it. The way you clench, fuck, feels so good. You’re gonna cum for me right? Cum for me like a good slut.” Your eyes rolled back as his hand gripped your next and you couldn’t hold it even if you tried. White engulfed your vision as euphoria ran through your veins. “Fuck baby, keep squeezing me like that and I won’t be able to hold back.” Dabi panted as he fucked you through your orgasm. “Then don’t,” you panted as your body was overwhelmed in pleasure, “Don’t hold back.” And with that Dabi creamed inside you, grinding into you to prolong your highs. “Fuck,” you whispered as your eyes drooped lazily, “That felt so good.” Dabi chuckled before grabbing your blanket and covering you both. “Sleep baby girl, I ain’t going anywhere.”

#Dabi #dabi x reader #dabi smut #bnha #bnha smut

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Dabi - Pretty Boy

Touya Todoroki/ Dabi

Rating: Spicy

As long as he could remember you had always had a way of getting under his skin. Even when he was Touya, you always found a way to push his buttons. He found it funny how back then it was always only him and even now it still was. Did you have a type that you picked on? There was no way you knew it was him, if his family couldn’t tell then there was surely no way you could. Another thing that pissed him off was that he actually liked the attention. When he was Touya he figured he must have somehow developed feelings for you, but now in his numb emotionless state he refused to acknowledge it. So why was it that every time you gave him the attention he loathed so much that he felt a weird tingling sensation?

How did you even find yourself here in the first place? When you were younger you had always strived to be a hero, pushing yourself till you drop and surpassing everyone every time. So why were you here? He knew you became a pro hero, he had seen the ceremony (Though he will never admit that because that means to admit that he stalked you after he died).

He watched over his glass as you casually strolled in like it was your home or something. About a week or so ago Kurogiri had teleported you in, much to everyone’s surprise as to why the fuck there was a hero in a villain base, and you had demanded to speak with Shigaraki. Thing was Shigaraki had gone MIA and no one was actually aware of where he was. So for the last week or so you had been visiting everyday waiting for him to show up. And during that time to entertain yourself you pushed all of Dabi’s buttons to the point Kurogiri had to step in, not that you were happy about that but you did have on that stupid smirk of yours that always made his heart beat faster.

Today seemed to be no different yet at the same time you seemed to be unamused that Shigaraki was still MIA. After sitting down for five minutes he watched you become restless, shifting around in your seat and bouncing your leg like it was about to fall off. “Miss Y/n, if you don’t want to stay I can always contact you when he gets back.” Kurogiri attempted to calm her but it seemed today her fire was untamable. “How on God’s green earth is he still not back yet?! You mean to tell me you let the next All for One walk off and don’t know where the fuck he is?!?! I’ve been gone, what a few months, and I come back and he’s just poof??!?!” you made a hand gesture to extenuate your sentence but it seems your outburst had actually frightened the Nomu enough to step away. Curious Dabi thought..

“Miss Y/n, I don’t know what else to tell you? No one knows where he is and-“ You slammed your hands on the bar causing Kurogiri to flinch and recoil, “you don’t know where he is? He could be dead in a fucking ditch, in a fucking jail cell?! Isn’t it your fucking job to know where he is and protect him?” You seemed rather angry about the fact that Kurogiri had lost Shigaraki and for some reason that left a bitter taste in Dabi’s mouth. Your anger though seemed to fizzle out and you were left slumped on the bar stool as the Nomu coward in fear.

“No point yelling Sweetheart,” Dabi’s voice called from behind you and he watched as you seemed to perk up a bit at his voice, “Yeah?” You asked turning to him, your voice as sweet as honey and as deadly as poison, “Now why would that be Pretty Boy?” And there was that god damn pet name that seemed only reserved for him. “Because yelling isn’t gonna make him appear, poof,” he made your hand gesture from earlier and you crossed your arms. Kurogiri was behind you trying to signal to Dabi that it was a bad idea to egg you on but Dabi wasn’t one for listening. He had your attention and for some reason that’s all he really cared about.

“Well,” you said, getting up from your chair and walking over to him, your hips swaying in that sultry way that made him stare. “It’s a pity I don’t care for your opinion.” Your finger went under his chin to make him look you in the eyes, cerulean blue meeting fierce (e/c). “And what a pity it is that I’m not in the mood to play with you today,” you gripped his jaw and Dabi was pretty sure he had never been harder in his life. You roughly let go of his chin and walked over to the door, your hips swaying once more and causing Dabi to thank whatever deity who created you. “Why don’t you do me a favor Pretty Boy? When Shigaraki does finally appear tell him to contact me yeah,” and with that you closed the door behind you.

“I’m surprised you’re alive,” Kurogiri spoke, picking up a glass to clean. “Oh?” Dabi asked leaning back in his chair and sipping his whiskey, “And whys that?” Kurogiri set the glass down and looked directly at Dabi, “Because normally she would have used that glass in your hand to cut your throat open for even daring to look at her let alone talk to her.” And with that Kurogiri retired for the night leaving Dabi to his own thoughts.

It took four more days until Shigaraki finally popped up and Dabi watched with amusement and curiosity as Shigaraki turned as white as a ghost at the mention of your name. And he watched in even greater amusement as Shigaraki’s soul left his body when he told Shigaraki what you had told him. “Fuck,” Shigaraki cursed before he picked up a phone and dialed a number Dabi could only assume was yours. No longer than 15 minutes later you had appeared in bar with an unimpressed look and demanding an explanation to where Shigaraki had been. Dabi wasn’t sure if it was arousing how much power you held over his boss or terrifying but he definitely wasn’t gonna try find out.

After an hour of verbally railing Shigaraki into the ground and almost killing Kurogiri for attempting to step in, you finally took a breath of air and calmed down. You left Shigaraki to pick himself off the floor, literally, and walked over to sit with Dabi who wasn’t impressed when you stole his drink. “Hate to break it to you Sweetheart but that’s mine. I’m sure if you ask nice enough Kurogiri will get you one.” He noticed out of the corner of his eye how Kurogiri froze and Shigaraki frantically whipped around with his mouth wide open. “Well Pretty Boy, I hate to break it to you but,” You leaned back into the couch before placing your feet in his lap, “I don’t give a fuck.”

You watched as that little tick mark appear on his forehead, and just like that the game began. “Sorry to tell you, Your Majesty,” he mocked pushing your feet off him, “But I ain’t a foot stool. And I don’t care if you terrify hand man over there because you don’t terrify-“ In a flash you were on Dabi’s lap with a knife to his throat and your hand pressed into his abdomen, signally that you would activate your quirk and kill him right there. “Me,” he finished quietly and he watched once more as that smirk spread across you suddenly really soft looking lips. “If I were you I wouldn’t call me Your Majesty, I might grow to like it too much.” Dabi knew exactly what you were implying and with much disappointment he watched as you climbed off him. “Well as fun as it’s been to play with you,” you leaned down and winked at him, “And it’s been very fun, but I have to go Pretty Boy.” You booped his nose before skipping over to the door. “I’ll be back with the information I gathered Shiggy,” you called over your shoulder \and then you were gone.

Dabi was rather disappointed when you didn’t show up the next day, and every other day you weren’t around. After your last stunt Shigaraki had asked a million question like, how the fuck are you alive?! Deciding sitting around waiting was pathetic and boring, Dabi decided to go see what chaos he could cause. The night was warm, as he walked down alleys trying to find something to busy himself with. Lucky, or rather, Unlucky for him Hawks had decided to make an appearance. “Hey Dabi,” he called as he landed next to him. Dabi couldn’t help but sneer at the Pro, knowing he was a mole but playing along anyway. “What do you want Bird Brain?” Dabi kept walking, he didn’t feel like dealing with Hawks tonight. “Aww, don’t bite my head off I just wanted to chat. Heard Shigaraki disappeared for a while, he popped up yet?” A sick twisting feeling bloomed in Dabi’s stomach at the information. Please God were you not a mole too. He took Hawks by his collar and slammed him into the wall, “How the fuck did you know about that Chicken?”

Hawks gasped in surprise, not knowing Dabi would get so violent about the subject. “I ran into Toga and Twice, they mentioned it. Don’t have to be so rough!” Dabi let him go, a feeling of relief spreading through him. “Whatever,” and Dabi tried to walk off but it seemed Hawks wasn’t happy with that answer. “You can’t just pin me to a wall and not give me an answer as to why?” Hawks attempted to pry but before Dabi could turn him into fried goose he heard your voice. “Oi, Bird Brain!” Hawks seemed to recognize your voice to, and shoved Dabi into a gap between the walls to hide him. “Hey Y/n!” he said cheerfully and Dabi growled silently. “I’ve checked the whole route, seems no one wants trouble tonight. Why don’t you take off for the night? I know the Commission has been on your case most of the week about the League.” Dabi watched Hawks freeze at the mention of the League.

“Nah, it’s cool. Never know when a villain might appear,” he nervously laughed and Dabi heard your footsteps get closer. “Keigo,” your voice was flat, like you weren’t impressed with his act. “Are trying to hide something?” Hawks’s eyes widened and he tried to explain there was nothing wrong he just didn’t want to take off and leave her to deal with Patrol alone. “Well if there is nothing to hide then you won’t mind if I look between the buildings would you?” Hawks didn’t know what to do, you had him pinned. “Why don’t you take off for the night? I’m sure you have better things to do.” You smirked, “Your funny bird boy, I have extra hours due to taking time off. Go home, I’m sure you’ve left Fuyumi waiting long enough.”

Dabi’s head snapped at the mention of his sister and Hawks was a shade of pink that would put the acid girl in 1A to shame. “Yeah, probably should get going. Don’t be scared to call if you need help!” And with that he was off. You rolled your eyes and smirked, walking to Dabi’s hiding spot and leaning against the wall. “Well Pretty Boy, I must say you have peculiar taste in friends.” You lifted an eyebrow in amusement as he scoffed at you, “He ain’t my friend.” He got out of the gape and dusted himself off, and because he didn’t want you knowing he was happy to see you he started to walk off. “Yeah right,” you called after him as you walked with him, “Why else would you be talking to the LOV mole?” He stopped and turned to you, staring at your amused face. “Now why oh why,” he asked, walking towards your smirking figure, “Would a hero give away her own kind?” He stopped, figure towering over you. “Because,” your voice had dipped down to that sultry tone you only ever used on him, “I ain’t a hero Pretty Boy. Never have been.”

You lifted your hand to play with his jacket, your eyes filled with mischief. “Of course that must be a shock to you,” you say as you pull him down to your level, your warm breath fanning his cheeks, “After all I’ve been playing the role since we were in high school.” Dabi’s eyes widened, we, that meant you knew, that meant you always knew. “Awww. Pretty Boy, you look so cute like this,” your finger traced his jaw before landing on his lip, “I must say, I’m kinda offended you didn’t think I’d figure it out…Touya~”

#dabi x reader #Dabi #touya todoroki #bnha

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purefrostbyte · 3 years

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No One Else To Turn To

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

Blood seeped down your skin, you hero costume stuck uncomfortably to your skin and the rips let the cold wind in. Where were you going? It certainly wasn’t back to your apartment where Rumi and Keigo would fuss and argue with you. No, you were going to the only person who wouldn’t ask questions, the one person you have been warned over and over again to say away from. The one person you for some reason could never get over no way how bad he was for you, mentally and physically. If the Hero Commission found out they would have you executed as an example to the other commission based heroes about loyalty and consequence.

You stumbled into the alley way not far away from him, maybe you could take a break before getting there? Convince yourself it was a bad idea and get some cheap ass motel for the night instead. Seems the universe hated you today because the minute you rounded the corner you bumped straight into him.

You knew it was him, he was inhumanely warm and smelt of cigarettes and blood. “Y/n?” his voice rasped as he held you up from collapsing on the ground. “Sorry,” you spluttered as you coughed up a little bit of blood, “I’m in the wrong place, I should go.” You attempted to pull away but he knew better, knew you had to originally been looking for him and now decided against it. “Bullshit,” he always did know you to well, “Come on, let’s get you wrapped up Dumbass.”

You don’t remember how you ended up in his room but when you woke up, with your wounds wrapped and clean, you could hear yelling from the other room. You had never actually been in the hideout, only ever creeping in through his window and leaving the same way. It took you a moment before you realized who was yelling and you knew it wasn’t going to end well if you didn’t step in, they had a knack for pissing each other off but this fight seemed a lot more heated than the ones they normally have.

Groaning in pain you managed to sit up and grab one of his shirts off the floor before making your way to the commotion. You stopped to look at yourself in the mirror and you looked like you had died and come back to life. It was at this moment you hear another voice, one you weren’t familiar with but you had a feeling you knew who it belonged too. Sighing you made your way out to be greeted by the sight of the Dabi having a heated argument with Hawks, who happened to have Miriko with him and Shigaraki was trying to figure out why in god’s name two heroes were in his base fighting with Dabi. “Hand her over Dabi or I swear I’ll kill you here and now,” Hawks yelled, his feather sword in hand. Looks like he wasn’t here to play games. “Oh? You kill me that would be a cute trick Bird brain. She isn’t going anywhere and definitely no with you!” Dabi’s fists were ignited and it seemed Miriko was trying to keep Keigo back as much as Twice, Compress and Toga were keeping Dabi back.

“Enough!” You said, which caused both men to look at you. “Y/n-“ Keigo started but you shook your head. “Get out,” your voice was stern and Keigo found himself at a loss for words at the fact you were willing here and wanted him to leave. Miriko decided to speak up, hoping she could talk some ounce of sense into you. “Y/n you know you shouldn’t be here, especially if the hero commission find out. They’ll have you head Y/n-” You rolled your eyes, “Was this before or after you fucked Shigaraki that you started caring about Commission rules?” Miriko went red and Shigaraki pink, you shook your head. “I’m only asking one more time, both of you, Leave.” Keigo has snapped out of whatever trans like state he had been in, “Y/n the commission will kill you! Is he really worth dying for?!” You glared at Keigo, feeling anger bubble up in you, “I think you of all people know that answer.”

Dabi was silent, watching how you handled both heroes with very little care. It was weird for him, when you were kids you had always dreamed of being a hero and now you were risking that by being around him. He couldn’t help but feel like he was gonna get you killed, and that was something he could never live with. Both heroes stared in shock at you, because they knew very well you would die for him if push came to shove. “Y/n…” Miriko started, “I’m asking as a friend, not a hero. Please come with us. We aren’t gonna let you get yourself killed.” You scoffed at her, “Get myself killed? You and I both know that when the Commission is done using us we are dead anyway. I’m not a puppet. I wasn’t for Endeavor, I wasn’t for my mother and I certainly won’t be for the fucking Commission.” Hawks gritted his teeth, “If you do this, you know you can never come back Y/n.” You looked at him with cold eyes, “Good, because I don’t want to go back.”

Hawks and Miriko watched in shook and hurt as you limped back to Dabi’s room. They knew what the Commission used you for, but the fact that you were now walking away and they themselves would have to report that. Well they honestly didn’t know what to do. Hawks glared at Dabi before making a lunge at him that thankfully Miriko caught. “Don’t you think you have ruined her life enough?!? Now this? What did you do?!?” Hawks was livid and Dabi just stood there, “She made her choice, I had nothing to do with that.” Keigo’s saw red, his anger boiling over. “You always have something to do with it! She is so stupidly in love with you that she’s willing to put her life in danger! Do you know what the hero commission will do when they find out? Do you know what Endeavor will do?!”

It was Dabi’s turn to get angry, “It was you who got her into the Commission knowing full well what they would task her with. It’s because of you she can’t sleep at night because she’s tormented by the souls of those she killed for your commission!” Dabi’s arms were now engulfed in fire and Keigo had backed off because he knew what Dabi said was the truth. “It’s you who turned her into a killer and it’s you that is the reason she comes running back here even though she knows she shouldn’t. Because at least I give a shit instead of judge her for the job you got her!” Miriko pulled Hawks to the exit, she knew Dabi was right and Keigo would never admit it to himself. She pushed Keigo out the door before turning to Dabi, “You better keep her safe Fire boy, I think that’s the least you can do for the price she’s paid for you.” and with that Miriko walked out leaving the League severely confused and Dabi contemplating everything.

I don’t even know what this is. Don’t know if I should do a part 2

#Dabi #dabi x reader #hawks #miriko #bnha #league of villains

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Frost’s Master List

Will try update it when i upload a new story :)

BNHA:

League Of Villains:

Dabi - Temptation or distraction

- Bad News

- Welcome Back

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Shigaraki - Always Mine

- Obsession (Part 1)

- Obsession (Part 2)

Pro Heroes:

Hawks - Like Me (Part 1)_

- Like Me (Part 2)

- Like Me (Part 3)

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Aizawa - You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 1)

- You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 2)

Students:

Mina - Love Yourself

Iida - Sinful Acts

Denki - Power outage

Bakugo - My Queen (Part 1)

- My Queen (Part 2)

- Brat

- Baby Boy

Ship Things:

KiriBaku - Obsession

BNHA Japanese God AU:

Kirishima - Ungyo (God of Strength)

Bakugo - Agyo (God of Overt Violence)

Updated - 18 Oct 2021

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Shigaraki - Obsession (Pt 2)

Shigaraki Tomura

Rating: Smut

Warnings: Choking, Being called pet, Master/Pet, Dabi being a little shit, Yandere Shiggy

Part 1

Tomura had kept you in his room for about two days now. You didn’t really mind since he had let you game as much as you wanted while he was busying with League things. You often heard the voices of the others from outside the door but you choice to ignore it. For some reason Tomura didn’t want them to know you were there, whether it was because he was embarrassed or because he wanted you all to himself you weren’t sure. From what you could gather from the 4 years of talking online and late nights you had been spending just sitting and talking you didn’t think he it was embarrassment but you weren’t gonna kid yourself into thinking it was because he liked you.

Kurogiri, you had found out his name after he brought you breakfast the first morning of your stay, was always very polite to you. He told you if you ever needed anything to ask him for it, he wanted to make your stay comfortable. Right now you were kinda hungry, you had woke up from your recharge and your stomach had made it abundantly clear it wanted food. Tomura had never specifically told you to stay in his room but whenever you needed or wanted something he went and got it himself rather than let you walk around. Deciding there was no harm in getting some food you took the cables out of your neck and stretched your sore muscles.

You were still in Tomura’s hoodie, you were rather small so it came mid-thigh so you didn’t see a need to wear pants except for a pair of booty shorts that had a hole or two in the leg due to wear and tear. You threw on some socks before padding to the door and quietly opening it. Walking down the hallway you finally found the bar you had first been introduced to, except this time it wasn’t empty. Everyone in the room stopped to stare at you, confused obviously as to who you were. Tomura wasn’t here so you decided to quietly walk over to Kurogiri. “Good Morning Y/n, would you like something to eat?” he asked politely and you gave a small nod, watching him scurry off to make you breakfast.

You hesitantly sat down at the bar, feeling it was better to stay and wait than go back to Tomura’s room. You were happy sitting by yourself in silence but the others curiosity landed you in a position you couldn’t escape. “Who are you?” a blonde girl, no older than 16, asked with a blade to your throat. You looked at her wide eyed, before answering, “I’m Y/n…” The blonde cocked her head to the side, smiling psychotically, “Hello Y/n, I’m Toga Himiko. Say you’re really pretty, I can’t help but wonder how pretty you would look covered in blood!” she pressed the knife harder against you throat. “Enough Toga,” a deep voice commanded and the blonde whined in protest, “Come on Dabi, she’s such a cute plaything-“ The man, Dabi from what Toga had said, walked towards you both. “Are you really that stupid as to not notice whose hoodie she’s wearing?” Toga looked at him puzzled before looking back at you. You watched her yellow eyes widen slightly and then her face turn into a pout. “No fair! How come he gets her!?”

You were severely confused and you thanked your lucky stars that at that moment Kurogiri walked in with your breakfast. “Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura will not be very happy if he finds out you attempted to hurt Y/n,” He spoke calmly as he placed your food in front of you. Toga once more whined before reluctantly withdrawing her knife and walking off to sit next to a guy in a full costume. “I apologize for her behavior,” Kurogiri said as you quietly picked up your toast, “Toga gets rather excitable around new people.” You nodded slowly before taking a bite from your food, trying to ignore the cerulean eyes boring into the back of your head. “So,” Dabi said, taking a seat next to you and watching in what seemed like boredom, “When did the boss get a plaything?”

You saw his eyes flash with amusement, you didn’t like being referred to as a plaything. Kurogiri attempted to speak but you cut him off, “I’m no one’s plaything, I’m staying here awhile and if you ever call me a plaything again I’ll rip out all those staples.” You narrowed your (e/c) eyes at Dabi, who only smirked in response. “Feisty aren’t we? Well I guess if you’re not the boss’s plaything your free game then-“

“She most certain is not Dabi.” Your head whipped round to see Tomura standing at the door with his teeth gritted. “And if you don’t want to land up a pile of dust you’ll back your crispy ass away from her.” Tomura was now marching towards you and Dabi amusingly backed off with a huge smirk on his face. “Sorry Boss, but she said she wasn’t yours, there for its free game for the rest of us.” Shigaraki’s eyes glowed with murderous intent and you could help the way you clenched your thighs together. “She very much is Mine, and if I ever find you flirting with her again I’ll turn you into a pile of dust for Kurogiri to sweep up. Do you understand me?” Your eyes widen as you watch, you knew he was ruthless but enough to kill one of his best players? Because of you?

Dabi backed off, stepping back with his hands up to show Shigaraki he wasn’t a threat. Shigaraki then turned to the rest of them, “The same goes for the rest of you.” And with that final proclamation he grabbed your arm and dragged you back to his bedroom. He slammed the door behind you once you were inside and you watched as he started scratching his neck violently as he muttered to himself, pacing up and down the room. “Stupid, burnt, flammable, little shit, piece of charcoal-“ Your hand on his shoulder made him snap out of his muttering and pin you against his wall. “Not Mine?” he seethed and you shook against him from arousal, though he thought it was fear.

“Not MINE?!?” He yelled as one hand gripped your neck. “You are mine and no one is going to take you from me.” His eyes glared into your soul and you couldn’t help but nod at what he said. A cruel and sadistic smile spread across his face at your action, “Yeah, even you know it. All mine.” You nodded again, you head resting against the wall and thighs clenching desperately to create any sort of friction without him noticing. “You know your mine and yet your told him you weren’t,” Tomura rasped against your ear and your eyes rolled back into your skull. You had never been touched like this and the feeling was overwhelming. “Do I need to teach you a lesson Pet?” he asked before biting your ear lobe, “Do I need to show you who owns you?”

You knew your answer, knew what you wanted and exactly what he wanted to hear, “Yes Master.”

#Shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #yandere shigaraki #shigaraki smut #shigaraki x reader #bnha smut

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Frost’s Master List

Will try update it when i upload a new story :)

BNHA:

League Of Villains:

Dabi - Temptation or distraction

- Bad News

- Welcome Back

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Shigaraki - Always Mine

- Obession (Part 1)

Pro Heroes:

Hawks - Like Me Part 1

- Like Me Part 2

- Like Me Part 3

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Aizawa - You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 1)

- You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 2)

Students:

Mina - Love Yourself

Iida - Sinful Acts

Denki - Power outage

Bakugo - My Queen (Part 1)

- My Queen (Part 2)

- Brat

- Baby Boy

Ship Things:

KiriBaku - Obsession

BNHA Japanese God AU:

Kirishima - Ungyo (God of Strength)

Bakugo - Agyo (God of Overt Violence)

Updated - 17 Oct 2021

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Shigaraki - Obsession (Pt 1)

Shigarki Tomura

Rating: IDK

Part 2

You shivered as water poured from the sky. The old arcade did very little to protect you from the weather and you sat bundled up in old plastic sheets and bits of cloth to try stay warm and keep water out of your circuits. You blew out a breath of warm air, watching the cloud form and evaporate in front of you. You let out a soft sigh, trying to get comfortable against the ripped up carpet as the old cables in your neck did the best they could to recharge your battery and keep you alive. You worked like a computer, that was your quirk kinda.

Your quirk was named glitch. You could hack into anything, teleport inside of computers and ‘glitch’ around. You were basically a walking hacking system, but every quirk has its draw backs. See you didn’t have to sleep like other people, rather your form of sleep was being hooked up to a mainframe and ‘charged’. Like anything electrical you don’t handle well in water, hence why you were wrapped up in plastic.

You found your quirk ironic. If you find a glitch in a computer, program, game etc. You either worked to fix it or abandon the thing entirely. You had been abandoned. Your parents didn’t want you, you had been a mistake they couldn’t get rid of so instead they left you to fend for yourself. You yourself were a glitch in life.

As you sat against the wall your screen lit up with a notification:

DustH3r0s#123

U up?

A small smile graced your face as you typed back

Glitch_Queen01

Yeah, can’t really sleep in this weather… :(

You watched the small icon of three dots pop up meaning he was typing. He was your only friend, the only person who cared about you. He always asked if you were ok, if you had eaten and if you had proper shelter for the night when it rained. You often lied not wanting to worry him, what was the point since there was nothing he could really do to help.

DustH3r0s#123

Need a place to crash?

You stared at the screen wondering if this was a dream or a prank. But it wasn’t, because the next text was a location pin and directions on how to knock on the door to know let him know it was you. You were hesitant, no way was this a good idea. While the location wasn’t that far there was no way you could make it in the rain without getting water in your circuits. After voicing your concerns the three dots popped up again and you stared at the screen in shock.

DustH3r0s#123

Send your location and I’ll come get you

Shigaraki sat scratching his next anxiously, was this a bad idea? He had offered out of concern but he also knew that it looked creepy. For all you knew, even though you had both chatted a lot in voice chat, he was some 56 year old pedophile looking for his next victim. He was about to tell you that if you were uncomfortable he would leave the issue, though his obsession with you knew no bound even after 4 years of talking online. When his phone dinged he was surprised to find a location pin waiting and a message saying, bring some waterproof please.

He didn’t know much about your quirk, just that you didn’t like water because of it. He jumped off his couch, grabbing a raincoat and an umbrella before attempting to sneak out the door. Of course that didn’t work well since Kurogiri occupies the space between Shigaraki’s rooms and the exit. “Where are you off to so late Shigaraki Tomura? Shouldn’t you be asleep?” The nomu voiced and Tomura cringed knowing that if Kurogiri woke the others he was screwed. “Out for a walk, I’ll be back later,” and he swiftly closed the door behind him.

After taking two deep breaths he pulled out his phone and started his journey to the location he was sent. The walk was agonizing, his head coming up with every possible outcome and making him scratch his neck to the point it bled. Cursing softly he looked down and saw he was at his destination. He looked at the torn down building, he had tried imagining it in the past but this was so much worse than he ever anticipated. How the hell did you even live in here? He messaged you saying he was here before opening the door and walking in.

The ceiling was mostly collapsed and because of the rain the floor had a layer of water. He walked in deeper before he heard a noise in the back. Pushing the door open he felt his heart stop. His obsession with you seemed mild now compared to this new feeling. Looking at you made very nerve in him burn with a need to claim and he physically shock trying to keep the urge down. When you looked up he felt like he was drowning in an ocean of (e/c). “Um,” you were embarrassed as you scrambled over your words, “DustH3r0s?” Shigaraki’s face bloomed a shade of pink. You guys had never actually shared your real names. “Yeah, but you can call me Tomura.”

‘Oh my god’, was about the only thing you could think as you walked with Tomura back to what you assumed was his house. Tomura was so much more handsome than you had ever thought, and god the way his voice rasped made you shiver. Your crush on him before way embarrassing enough but now you were pretty sure it was a lot more than that. The raincoat he had wrapped you up in smelt like him, it was a weird smell of musk, mountain dew and something you could describe. But the smell brought you comfort as he held the umbrella above your head. “You ok?” he asked, his voice once more sending shivers down your spine. “Yeah,” you say weakly before flashing him a smile, “Thanks by the way.” You watched his cheeks flush and couldn’t help but giggle.

You both stopped in front of an old run down looking building. You looked cautiously at Tomura before he gestured for you to follow him in. You honestly felt cheated when you walked inside. The outside definitely fooled you but the warm and cozy bar inside made you slightly confused. Tomura took the raincoat off you as you eyed up the bartender who was staring at you equally confused. “Who is this Shigaraki Tomura?” the shadow figure asked and your eyed widened when you realize exactly who you had been talking to for 4 years. He had been all over the news the past few months, from the USJ incident to the UA camp one. You had admired him online and the fact it was your online friend started to make too much sense.

“She’ll be staying with us awhile,” Shigaraki said as he walked over to the bar and started whispering in the bartender’s ear. You stood awkwardly before the bartender nodded at him and then walked off. Tomura gestured for you to follow once more and you did like an obedient puppy. You awkwardly shuffled into his room, a pink shade decorating your cheeks. He sat you down on the couch before quickly cleaning up a few empty packets off the coffee table. You couldn’t help but stare at the TV screen and gaming set up as Tomura shuffled around the room. You were so far in your own head that you didn’t realize he was talking to you until a hoodie was thrown at your head. “Put that on so you don’t freeze,” he rasped before quickly returning to cleaning up. You blushed, gently sniffing the hoodie before smiling and putting it on. Tomura had seen it out of the corner of his eye and he couldn’t help the smug smirk that fell on his lips.

Kurogiri had soon knocked bringing in food and hot drinks before scurrying out and leaving you two alone. Tomura offered you a cup of coffee which you gratefully took and sipped at. You felt Tomura’s scarlet eyes watching you, felt the hunger. For what you weren’t sure, but you found yourself willing to find out. “So,” Tomura started, licking his dry lips and watched the way your eyes glanced down before looking back up. “Mhmm,” you hummed, your cheeks an adorable shade of pink. “I don’t believe I know your name, and I’m pretty sure I can’t go around calling you glitch queen. You smiled and giggled, “My names Y/n.”

I know its been awhile so I'm probably a bit rusty. Hope you enjoy and I’ll be uploading Part 2 soon! :)

#Shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki smut #yandere shigaraki #bnha smut #bnha

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purefrostbyte · 3 years

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Frost’s Master List

Will try update it when i upload a new story :)

BNHA:

League Of Villains:

Dabi - Temptation or distraction

- Bad News

- Welcome Back

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Shigaraki - Always Mine

Pro Heroes:

Hawks - Like Me Part 1

- Like Me Part 2

- Like Me Part 3

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Aizawa - You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 1)

- You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 2)

Students:

Mina - Love Yourself

Iida - Sinful Acts

Denki - Power outage

Bakugo - My Queen (Part 1)

- My Queen (Part 2)

- Brat

- Baby Boy

Ship Things:

KiriBaku - Obsession

BNHA Japanese God AU:

Kirishima - Ungyo (God of Strength)

Bakugo - Agyo (God of Overt Violence)

Updated - 21 Jan 2021

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Heavenly Bride

BNHA Japanese God AU

Agyo!Bakugo

Rating: Smut

Heavenly Bride

The ash blonde was sat at his desk, looking through shitty paperwork and answering prayers. He had been stressed all day, and the fact everyone in the Heavenly Realm added onto it didn’t help his nerves. He was about to throw a tantrum at a poor palace guard when your voice filled his ears, the honey laced sound that instantly made him sit back down and listen to what you had to say. He remembers the first time he heard you, you had done nothing but ask him questions, sitting by his statue in the temple while you cleaned and polished it. At first he found you annoying, especially when you seemed to take a liking to talking to him every day. But as time went on and he heard more of your stories and questions, the ash blonde god found himself infatuated with you. The first time he saw you he had to physically stop himself from scooping you up and taking you with him back to the Heavenly Realm.

You were the most beautiful girl in your village, the villages pride and joy. You were kind and polite, though you definitely had a bit of an attitude. It only made Agyo fall harder for you. You often left offerings of red peppers, or on occasion when you could, a whole bowl of curry that the god would greedily scoff down before physically taking your plate back to you and leaving it in your room. The first time it happened you were shocked to see the bowl, thinking someone broke into your room to place it. But as time went on you started to realize the appearance of the bowl was a lot more heavenly then you could ever have thought. It was then he decided to plague your dreams, often finding ways to work you up and tease you to leave you hot and bothered in the morning.

He never directly told you who he was, but one look at him and you knew exactly who he was. He listen to your voice, guard long forgotten and fleeing in hope to not endure the wrath of the God of Overt Violence. Bakugo frowned when he heard you sniffle, and his fist clenched with the words you spoke. “Dear God Agyo. Help me please! My parents…they have betrothed me. I don’t wish to marry this man, word is he’s had 3 past wives who all vanished and…” you bit your lip as tears streamed down your face, sliding to your knees in front of his statue. Bakugo’s eyebrows furrowed, No! You couldn’t marry someone else, you were is goddamn it.

After your visit to the temple that night Bakugo didn’t hear from you. He had watched from above as you sat in you room, tears staining your beautiful kimono. It pained him to watch as something…someone, he had become attached to be filled with such sorrow and hatred. That was until one day, your fiancé had dared to raise a hand to you in public. Bakugo’s blood flowed hot with anger, and no amount of Heavenly Realm policy bullshit was gonna get in his way. The people of your village watched as a golden light flooded the street, gasping as a man appeared in the street. Unruly ash blonde spikes, a body of a god (Literally) with only a hakama hanging off his hips and those vermillion eyes that held nothing but anger for the man who had dared to strike you.

Your family gasped as Bakugo used his magic to send the man flying backwards, crashing through a brick wall that was surely going to leave a lot of damage to his body if not treated properly. The whole street bowed in respect to the God who had paid their village a visit, but Bakugo paid no mind to them as his rage continued to flare. He stepped forward, fully intending to beat the man to his last dying breath, but the feeling of your soft hand wrapped around his wrist stopped him. You family gaped from the sidelines, hissing for you to let go of the God and bow. Instead your eyes filled with tears and you hugged the Ash blonde god as you cried silently into his chest.

Bakugo held you close, glaring daggers at your family and in the direction of your now ex fiancé. “Listen here!” he yelled, voice booming with authority and power, “This is MY bride, and if any one of you ever lay a finger on her, you will find yourself in the deepest corners of hell. I’ll make bloody sure of it!” The village cowered in fear, shocked that their pride and joy was claimed by the god. He looked down at you, watching how your e/c eyes stared back at him in shock and happiness. He stroked your head before bending to whisper in your ear, “Let’s go home beautiful.” Your cheeks flushed as you nodded, taking his hand as he whisked you away from your village and your family.

You now stood in his study, gasping at the detail in the décor and how beautiful the whole place was. Bakugo wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you towards him, breath tickling your neck in a way he knew drove you crazy. Your old kimono was now replaced, a beautiful white silk and satin kimono adorning your figure. You felt like a princess in it. Two large hands incased your hips and you were spun around to see your God. His vermillion eyes burnt holes into the bruise forming on your cheek and he wanted nothing more than to kill the man who had caused it.

Feeling his anger, you lifted one of his hands to cup your bruised cheek, nuzzling his palm affectionately as a sign that you were ok. “I should have killed him,” Bakugo voiced and you shook your head, voice coming out softly. “Death would be a mercy.” Bakugo let out a sigh of agreement and he watched as you nervously bit your lip, something you did when you had something to say but were afraid to say it. An action you only ever did with him.

“Talk to me beautiful, what’s on that mind of yours?” he rasped and you couldn’t help but crumble to his every want and need. “Did you mean it?” you whispered softly and Bakugo raised an eyebrow, “Did you mean it…when you said…that I’m-“ Bakugo let out a soft chuckle, “What? Did I mean it when I said that you’re my bride?” You let out a soft moan when he nipped at your ear and then dragged his tongue up your neck. “Every. Fucking. Word.” he growled and he enjoyed your content sigh when he pressed an open mouth kiss to your jugular.

You could feel your core dampen, he always had this affect on you. When he visited you in your dreams, he always left you wanting more and now was no different. Bakugo smirked against your neck, well aware of what he was doing. He wanted you needy, wanted you begging for him. He gently pushed you back against his desk, using magic to make all the unwanted things fly off so he could seat you on it. Your breathing hitched as Bakugo slotted in between your legs, hiking the skirt over your knees so he could grind against you. He smirked at you, that smirk that had your head spinning and knees buckling. He then moved his hips against yours and you threw your head back in pleasure. Bakugo’s grin turned feral and you couldn’t help but pull him into a kiss.

He was surprised at first but quickly took charge and you happily opened up to allowed him to do what he wanted. He smirked into your mouth and snaked a hand down between your legs to rub circles against your clit. You pulled away from the kiss to throw your head back and moan loudly. Bakugo smirked, about to kneel down between your legs when you throw him off balance. He was now backed against the desk with you hurriedly undoing his hakama. You had sucked him off before, to be fair it had been a dream but technically you still had. Once he was rid of the article, you looked up at him with innocent eyes before sinking down to your knees. Bakugo couldn’t help but grin, finally having you here, like this, all for him. You wrapped your hands around his base and kitten licked his tip, causing him to groan and thread his fingers through you c/h hair. You curled your tongue around his tip before taking it fully into your mouth and sucking. Bakugo growled and tuggged at your hair and you choked down the moan that blossomed in your throat, you didn’t want him to know you enjoyed that.

Bakugo noticed and he gripped the hair at the base of your skull and tugged harshly. The moan you produced was absolutely sinful. It sent delicious vibrations up his shaft and just as you decided to push him further down your throat, you heard the sound of footsteps coming towards the door. “Bakugo!” a voice called and Bakugo growled “Why now,” he groaned and he looks down at you. You were just about to pop off him when he grabbed you head and moved the both of you around the desk so that you were sat under it and in-between his legs. You look up at him and he simply smirked at you and put a finger to his lip. You nod and bit your lip as you heard the doors being thrown open.

“Dude! When were you gonna tell me you had a bride?!” You heard a cheery voice call as he entered the room. You took in a deep breath, nervous of being caught like this. “It wasn’t any of your damn business Shitty Hair! Now what do you want?” Bakugo snapped, fuck maybe he shouldn’t have placed you under the desk. Every breath you let out was directly on his member and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside you. You saw his member twitch, and you bit you lip as an idea popped into your head. It was risky and Bakugo could punish you because of it, but that thought only made you want to do it more.

You carefully shifted forward, mindful to not make any noise to alert the other God to of presence. You could just see Bakugo’s face from under the desk and you deliberately let out a breath on his tip. You watched Bakugo take a deep breath, eyes shifting down to look at you before looking back at the other god. “Dude,” the other God whined, “I wanna meet her! Come on, I wanna see what beautiful human captured your attention.” Bakugo hissed, not due to anger but due to you sinking fully down on him. ‘Fuck,’ he thought to himself, ‘Shitty Hair just fuck off!’

“You can…. You can fucking meet her at the wedding,” he snapped but the stutter alerted the other god. “Dude you good? You stuttered.” Bakugo rolled his eyes, fingers snaking down into your hair. “I’m fine Shitty Hair, but I got shit to do and you’re keeping me from it.” Kirishima smirked at Bakugo, “Oh? Is it planning the wedding, or claiming her as yours?” Bakugo growled and you couldn’t help but freeze. Did he know you were there? Bakugo gave your hair a small squeeze of reassurance. “Shitty Hair what happens in my bedroom is none of your fucking business. Can’t you go find your ‘little lion’ and leave me alone!?” Kirishima chuckled, “Alright dude! I’ll go, but I wanna meet her. And before the wedding!” Bakugo growled, “Fine.”

You waited for Kirishima’s steps to dissipate completely before popping your head out from under the desk. “Fuck,” he groaned and he looked down at you, “You sure are a little Kitsune aren’t you? Sucking me off with someone who could easily have caught you.” He moved his chair back and patted his lap and you happily obligated to sit down. “Ah,” he said, a smirk pulling at his face, “Kimono off.” Your face flushed but you obeyed, slowly undoing the ribbons that held it all together before letting it gracefully slip down your shoulders. Bakugo growled, licking his lips before beckoning for you to come and sit down on him.

You bit your lip as you began to straddle his legs, breath hitching when you feel his tip kiss the rim of your core. Bakugo placed a hand on your hip, “Relax Princess, let me take care of you.” He whispered and you relaxed and let him take the lead. He guided you down and you couldn’t help the breathy moan that escaped you. When you were fully seated you lay your head on his shoulder, breathing deeply as you adjusted. Bakugo held you close, sucking the tender skin of your neck to distract you. His ears drunk in your quiet whines and soft moans, enjoying the way he sunk his teeth into you and sucked your skin in a possessive nature.

You bucked your hips experimentally and you moaned at the feeling of Bakugo’s tip just kissing you sweet spot. You took a deep breath, before lifting your hips up and dropping back down. Bakugo groaned at the way you squeezed him and you moaned at the feeling of being full. Bakugo slid his hand onto your ass and squeezed, starting to help you bounce up and down on him. “Baku,” you moaned, burying your head into the crook of his neck. Hearing you call him like that made everything in him spark. He picked you up and slammed you into the desk, thrusting hard and deep into you making you see stars. “Katsuki,” he rasped against the shell of your ear. “Huh?” you asked, words not forming due to the amount of pleasure you were in. “My name is Katsuki, and I want you to moan it so loud the whole Heavenly Realm can hear.”

He rammed into you, biting and sucking at your neck causing you to scream and wither in pleasure under him. “Katsu-….oh god Katsuki!” you moaned and Bakugo growled into your ear. “You gonna cum baby?” he asked, already knowing the answer due to how you squeezed him. “Cum for me,” he ordered and you obeyed like the obedient girl you were. You came around him, screaming his name and clamping down around him. Bakugo groaned and came after you, due to the way you squeezed around him. “Fuck baby,” he groaned as he stopped moving. You were still panting, hair sticking to you due to sweat. “Come on baby,” he whispered picking you up, “I think you deserve a nap.”

#aygo!bakugo #bnha japanese god au #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #bnha #bnha smut

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Beauty in Strength

Bnha Japanese Deity AU

Ungyo!Kirishima

Rating: Smut

Beauty in Strength

“…,..i,…oi,….OI!” The red haired god was awoken from his slumber by his loud and irritated partner. “Shitty Hair you can’t just sleep all the fucking time! We got shit to do, prays to answers and offerings to sort through. Do I need to remind you that there’s a war brewing down there!?” The red head looked over at the ash blonde god who scowled him and grinned, “Come on Bakugo, just getting some rest. You don’t get strength without it.” Bakugo growled at him, “Get your ass up, we’re going inside.” The redhead stretch his muscles before popping off his chair and following his partner. The temple was dark, no monks or people in sight only the orbs of prays that had been said during the day. The redhead sighed, until he noticed an offering on his table, one he was all too familiar with. “Bakugo!” he cheered as he raced to his offering table to pick up the small plate, “She came! And she left food!” The red haired god grinned before biting into the offering, moaning at the tenderness of the meat and the flavor. “She always brings you food dipshit,” Bakugo snapped as he looked through the many prayers left to him.

All of a sudden the sound of the front doors opening filled the temple and the two gods froze, what the hell was a human doing here this late? The two quickly hid as they heard soft footsteps approach and Kirishima couldn’t help the grin that settled on his face when he saw who it was. It was you, dressed in a red silk kimono and holding a plate of Yakitori on your hand. You gently placed it on his offering table before bowing and sliding down to the floor to pray. Kirishima and Bakugo watched you, curious as to why you would be at the temple this late.

“Oh God Ungyo,” you started and Kirishima cocked his head to the side, she was here this late at night to pray to him? “Please hear my prayer. I pray for strength but not the usual type.” The two gods stared at you puzzled, the hell did that mean. “I know I am just a woman, but I cannot stand by and watch my village be demolished.” Kirishima gasped, you weren’t doing what he thought you were doing…were you. “Please give me strength on the battle field to defeat my enemy and protect my home.” Kirishima and Bakugo’s jaws dropped, if the people of your village found out you were doing this, you would be put to death. “Please,” you breathed, “Please be merciful and grant me the strength I need. I care not for if I am discovered and put to death. I only care for the wellbeing of my family.” Kirishima frowned, you were willing to put your life on the line, for you family that would ultimately be the ones sentencing you to death.

You bowed once more, giving your thanks, before quickly getting up and leaving to make it back home before dawn. The two gods watched your retreating figure, one with a frown while the other shook their head. Bakugo shook his head, “She’s fucking crazy.” Kirishima looked to the offering she left him, the Yakitari that she left every time as an offering. Bakugo looked towards his godly partner, “No fucking way,” Baku said, shocked at what he was seeing. “What?” Kirishima asked, fidgeting nervously. “You can’t fore fill her prayer, it’s a fucking death wise Kirishima!” Kirishima sighed before looking in the direction you retreated in. “I have you Bakugo, even if I really don’t want to.”

The battle had been a success and your village was safe once more and it made your heart over flow with happiness. It had been weeks of fighting, of hard work and bloodshed, but finally it was over. But sadly so were you. You smiled at your family one last time, watching you siblings and parents cry as one of the generals you had fought with, and might I add whose life you had saved, lit the fire beneath you that would soon kill you. You smiled though, much to everyone’s shock, and you thank Ungyo for granting you the strength you need to protect the ones you love. You had prepared for this, you didn’t fear death and now all you waited for was for the fiery embrace of death to take you.

“Please Yaoyorozu! I’m begging you, give her soul to me!” Kirishima begged as the Goddess of creation and death held your soul. She sighed deeply, “It’s not that simple Kirishima. To keep a soul with you in the heavenly realm, well it would mean she is either your slave or a devout follower.” Kirishima yelled, “But she is Yaoyorozu! She is one of my devout followers! Her life ended because I fore fulled her prayer! Please Yaoyorozu, I need to make it up to her!!!” yaoyorozu sighed and took pity on the god of strength, she could see he felt guilty over everything. “Fine, but you must promise to take care of her,” Yaoyorozu instructed and Kirishima nodded profusely, “Of course, of course! Anything!” And that is how you landed up in the care of the God you worshipped the most.

Everything hurt, your feet burned and your lungs felt like they were on fire. You sat up, needing a glass of water desperately and your eyes scanned the room. It looked like you were in heaven, everything in the room was white and gold, the decor expensive looking and the sheets you lay on made of silk. Your eyes fell on a man with ash blonde hair, who sat in a chair a little ways away from you. He seemed to be reading a book and hadn’t noticed that you had woken. You looked down at your body and you couldn’t hold the gasp that tore from your throat. You were dressed in probably one of the most beautiful kimono’s you had ever seen, it was red with gold accents and golden loins were sown into the red fabric.

The ash blonde looked up from his book and scowled at you, causing you to shriek slightly. “Shitty Hair! She’s awake!” You cocked your head to the side out of confusion until the doors to the room flew open and rushed in came a man who made your stomach full with butterflies. He had spikey red hair, a scar just above his right that accentuated his crimson orbs. He was muscular, that you could tell because he was only wearing a pair of Hakama, leaving his torso bare for your eyes to wonder. The ash blonde tsked before getting up and leaving, yelling something about going to answer more prayers. You sucked in a breath as the red head stepped closer to you, “I’m sorry for not being here when you woke up Y/n, but the war had me very busy. I’m sure you understand.” He grinned at you and you heart felt like it could leap out of your chest. “Where….Where am I?” You asked timidly and the redhead smiled at you, “Why, you’re in my home!” You bit your lip, not the answer you were looking for. “Then…who are you?” Kirishima found the shyness in your voice and actions adorable, “I am Ungyo, God of Strength. But you can call me Kirishima, you’re currently in my house in the heavenly realm.”

Your jaw dropped, there’s no way. “No,” you said and Kirishima cocked his head to the side and laughed, “No? Sorry but it’s the truth. I answered you prayer about helping protect your village, but I knew the fate you would succumb to. So I spoke with the goddess of death and asked if your soul could reside here with me.” Kirishima smiled and your face flushed, “So your telling me that you’re the God Ungyo and that, I’m currently in the Heavenly Realm?!” You asked, shocked out of your mind. Kirishima chuckled nervously, “Yeah, basically. The guy that was in here earlier is Agyo, but you can just call him Bakugo.”

Kirishima gave you time to take in all the information given to you, he didn’t mean to overload you. He was just excited that you were awake. “Why?” you asked quietly and Kirishima furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “Why what?” he asked and then he noticed the small wet dots on your kimono. “Why do you want me to stay here? Aren’t I a disgrace because I’m a woman who fought?” Tears stained your eyes and Kirishima’s heart broke. He had always hated it when you cried, he had followed you around since you left your first offering of Yakitari on his table. It was the first thoughtful gift he had received and he had granted your prayer instantly that day. From there he continued to watch you, and the more he did the move he fell in love with you.

“Hey,” he said softly, lifting your face to look at him, “You are no such thing. You were strong when your village need it most. If anything they made a mistake when they sent you away. Not that I’m complaining, causing now I have you all to myself!” You looked up at him with big doe eyes, you heart bounding at his last comment. “A-..All….t-o….All to you-yourself!” Your stuttering was adorable to him and he couldn’t help the almost primal grin that appeared on his face when he noticed the hint of lust and longing in your eyes. “Yip,” he whispered licking his lips before slowly pushing you back onto the bed, “All,” he was on top of you, “To,” he was leaning down, “My,” his hands were undoing the ribbon of your kimono, “Myself.” He ripped the ribbon open and with it your kimono opened to reveal yourself to him.

A gasp left your throat that was hungrily swallowed up by Kirishima as he pressed his lips to yours. Your lips were just like he imaged, soft and warm, and he couldn’t help the groan that left his lips when his hand met the soft skin of your back thigh. You let out a shaky moan, you had never been touched by a man before and the feeling of Kirishima’s large, strong hands on you was addictive. He licked at your bottom lip, wanting entrance and you obeyed. When you were alive you had given everything to the God in front of you and that translated over in death to. Ungyo held your heart, body and soul and we was free to do what he pleased with it.

The feeling of his tongue massaging yours was heavenly and you didn’t notice when you bucked your hips upwards due to the feel Kirishima was giving you. He pulled away from you with a pop, a small trail of salvia connecting your lips. Your face was nothing less of erotic. Cheeks flushed, eyes half lidded and mouth parted slightly as you panted. Kirishima groaned at the sight, “Fuck I can get use to this.”

His hand trailed up your delinquent skin and you ached your back into his touch. Kirishima’s pupils fully dilate when he hears you moan as he cups your breasts, needing them in his giant hands. You panted as he touched, wanting nothing more than to please you. The only problem was that you wanted to please him too. Your attempt to flip him over and take charge was foreseen however and soon you found yourself with your arms pinned above your head by a strong hand. “Oh no you don’t my little lion,” he nipped at your ear and you moaned, “Today, I pleasure you. After all, you did give up your life for this, let me give you a good reason baby.” His voice was low and raspy and it made your stomach coil delightfully at the promise he was making. “Please,” you whispered in a dreamy state and Kirishima chuckled, “Begging already? Fuck you are just too perfect.”

The swear word had court you off guard, but so did the finger Kirishima had now slipped into your core. You threw your head back, you had never been touched and had never touched yourself, and that made Kirishima all the more excited to claim as his forever. He slipped second finger into you and started scissoring inside you. You gasped and withered under him and all he did was watch with a smile. “Your beautiful baby, god I can’t wait to make you mine,” You mewl at his words, wanting nothing more than to be his. He then let go of your wrists working his way down your body, “Be a good girl and keep your arms there for me ok?” you nodded and did as you were told, confused as to what was about to happen.

Then Kirishima’s mouth engulfed your clit and your moaned so loudly that you were sure that if Bakugo was hear he would have heard it. Kirishima smirked against your core, loving how responsive you were to him. He continued to suck and lick at you lick, working you open and watching how you thrashed and withered because of him. “Kirishima! Kirishima Please!!” you gasped, you wanted him, wanted nothing more than to be his and be by his side. Kirishima let go of your clit and retracted his fingers, which caused you to whine at the loss of contact. “Shhh, baby,” he whispered as he shed his Hakama and aligned himself with your core. He pushed in, whispering words of comfort as you gasped and shook. It was painful, but Kirishima helped you through it and waited until you were fully adjusted.

“You…you can move,” you whispered as you panted, the feeling foreign but not unpleasant and when Kirishima started thrusting, you saw stars higher that the heavens. “Kirishima!” You gasped as your legs clamped shut around his waist. Kirishima growled and picked up his pace, determined to wreck you. “Fuck baby, that’s it. You take me so well,” he was growling in your ear, one of his hands on the back of you thigh for support while the other was lost in you mass of h/c locks. “Kiri, Kiri, Kiri,” you chanted his name like a prayer and fuck if it wasn’t everything he ever wanted. “Yes Baby, fuck. Tell me how you feel baby,” Your head tilted back as he hit a small bundle of nerves on you, “OH GOD! Kiri! Oh, I feel so good. God PLEASE!” Kirishima chuckled at you bending down to you ear to nipple playfully, “Your god’s right here Darling,” his thrusts became harder and faster as he was filled with renewed vigor, “And I ain’t letting you go baby.”

His next thrust was angled just right and you cam, his name rolling off your tongue sinfully as you screamed through the heavens. Kirishima growled and kept thrusting, prolonging your high while chasing his. He cam in you with a groan that boarder a growl and it along and the over stimulation made you cum a second time. He grinned down at you, not bothering to pull out as he wrapped you both in the silk sheets, “Sleep my little lion, you need rest.”

Dear lord was this one long. I want to make this into a AU, so there will be more with other characters. Its all loosely based on Japanese folklore, deities and spirits. I really tried my hardest and I hope you all enjoyed it

XOXO

#ungyo!kirishima #Kirishima Eijirou #kirishima x reader #bnha smut #bnha #kirishima smut #bnha japanese god au

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Frost’s Master List

Will try update it when i upload a new story :)

BNHA:

League Of Villains:

Dabi - Temptation or distraction

- Bad News

- Welcome Back

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Shigaraki - Always Mine

Pro Heroes:

Hawks - Like Me Part 1

- Like Me Part 2

- Like Me Part 3

- Protecting You (Dabi and Hawks)

Aizawa - You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 1)

- You Deserve Happiness Too Sensei (Part 2)

Students:

Mina - Love Yourself

Iida - Sinful Acts

Denki - Power outage

Bakugo - My Queen (Part 1)

- My Queen (Part 2)

- Brat

- Baby Boy

Ship Things:

KiriBaku - Obsession

Updated - 21 Jan 2021

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Protecting You

Dabi and Hawks

Rating: Angst

Might do a part two

Protecting You

Dabi let a puff of smoke escape his lips as he stomped out his cigarette. He had been told to scout for recruits, his normal chore that he still had even though Shigaraki berated him about how many bodies he left by the end of the night. He had scoped out his normal places, dark alleyways and abandoned buildings known for being a hangout spot for delinquents and criminals. That was until you stepped in his way. You hadn’t noticed his presence, and if you had you sure as hell didn’t act like it. Dabi felt his mouth dry, why of all nights did you have to out tonight. Your h/c locks bounced as you walked in front of him, something seemed to plague your mind.

Your distraction was a fatal mistake, because you walked right into a less than pleasant looking group of older men. Who the minute they laid eyes on you were drooling at the mouth. “Hey pretty thing,” one whistled as you attempted to walk away. Dabi watched silently as one of them grabbed you and pulled you into the middle of their circle, causing him to ball his fists to stop the fire that threatened to blast its way through the alleyway. Dabi hadn’t heard what you said, but the men didn’t seem to appreciate it and now they were handling you with a lot more force.

Dabi was about to step in, roast the fuckers and then leave when vermillion feathers shot out from the sky. Dabi concealed himself in the shadows as Hawks scared the men away and landed next to you. “What’s a sweet little thing like you doing out tonight?” his voice held a smugness that Dabi so desperately wanted to punch out of him. “Call me sweet and I’ll bite you fucking tongue off Birdy,” you snapped and Dabi couldn’t stop the small fond smile that graced his face, still got your usual spunk and charm.

Hawks chuckled, “What’s got you so bitter tonight Y/n?” Dabi remember the fact you two were friends, and if it weren’t for you they probably wouldn’t have met back then. “I’m just really not in the mood for crap tonight Kei,” you sighed and looked at the stars, “What made you come find me anyway. You don’t normal patrol this side, and don’t give me the passing through the neighborhood crap.” Hawks lifted his hands in defense, “Alright you got me,” he dropped his hands, face twisting into a serious expression. “I need you to be careful, don’t go through dark alleys at night and don’t stay out to late.” You raised an eyebrow, “And why, oh why? Would I listen to you Chicken stick?”

Hawks let out a frustrated sigh, “Why are you so damn stubborn Y/n? Why can’t you just listen for once? If Touya had asked-“ “Touya has nothing to do with this!” You snap and Hawks takes a step back at your aggressive tone. “Y/n,” Hawks sighed, but you didn’t let him finish his sentence. “If I listen so much to Touya why don’t you bring him here and make him demand me huh?” Dabi and Hawks’ head both shot up at this accusation. Hawks throat was dry and you could hear the panic over take him. “What?”

You choke down a bitter laugh, “Is Rumi the only real fucking friend I have?” you sneered at Hawks, “She told me everything. Everything Keigo. He’s alive, he’s fucking alive and you and fucking Endeavor never said a thing to me!” Hot tears rolled down your cheeks and Hawks knew he fucked up. “Y/n,” he started, “I didn’t tell you because I knew you would go after him. He’s not the same as before. Y/n he’s dangerous now.” Hawks attempted to reason with you, but you were too far gone in your anger to care for logic. “Dangerous? DANGEROUS?! Hate to fucking break it to you Keigo but we are ALL fucking dangerous.”

Hawks sighed, “Y/n, please I’m begging you, don’t go after him. I-We- Y/n none of us want to lose you.” You scoff at him, “You say that like he’ll kill me.” Hawks growled in anger, you stubbornness becoming too much for him to handle right now. “He fucking could Y/n!” You stiffened, you didn’t want to believe it, and it hurt to know deep down that Keigo was telling the truth. “Y/n he isn’t Touya anymore ok! And I’m not about to watch you wreck yourself believing in him, when all he will do is hurt you!” At this point Hawks was full on yelling at you, something that he never liked doing due to your childhood, but right now he needed you to hear reason even if it meant he would end up breaking you a little bit.

You stare at the ground intensely, not wanting to look at Hawks. Tears made puddles on the floor and it hurt Keigo to see you like this. “Y/n-“ “I think its best if you go.” He was taken back by your request, he didn’t know what to do or say, “Y/n listen I’m sorry for yelling-“ You turned away from him and started walking off and it broke Keigo to watch. “Y/n at least let me walk you home!”

You didn’t listen, walking with your head down and disappearing around a corner. Hawks sighed before leaving, knowing that you didn’t want to see him in the state you were in. Dabi slipped out of his dark corner as Hawks flew away and then set off following you. Now he knows why you had been so distracted earlier.

He watched you from afar, keeping distance as to not alert you but close enough that he could see your body shake with each sob you let pass your lips. It broke his heart to watch you, knowing he couldn’t comfort you because it would just end in a mess. Hawks was right, he was dangerous now and he wasn’t prepared to bring that danger to you. He’d rather die.

He watched silently as you slumped into your apartment building, waiting patiently to see which apartment you owned. When he saw lights flicker to life and you appear by the window to stare at the sky, he knew you were safe and bonus he also now knew where you lived. He was about to turn away, give up recruiting for the night and turn in. Life had different plans it seemed.

He was thrown into the side wall of the alleyway under your window, a vermillion feather to his throat. Golden eyes, filled to brim with anger and something that could only be described as possessiveness, stared back at Dabi. “Leave. Her. Alone.” Hawks growled, feather sharped and pressed hard to Dabi’s throat. Dabi growls, he never liked how possessive Hawks got over you and the two had always been at each other’s throats about it. “Give me a good reason to Bird Brains,” Dabi challenged and Hawks only grew angrier, “Don’t you see how much you have destroyed her already? Was leaving and faking you death not enough pain for her that you’re just gonna waltz back into her life as if you’ve done nothing wrong?”

Every fiber in Dabi’s body was on fire with anger and he threw a strong right hook against Hawk’s jaw. “You little shit,” Dabi seethed as the two started wrestling and throwing punches and kicks at each other. “You don’t think I don’t know that? That it doesn’t eat me alive every fucking day? I made my choice and I have to live with the consequences, yeah I get it. I know I fucked her up and it kills me every fucking day knowing it!”

The two were battered and bruised, still fighting and yelling at each other, they didn’t notice you come down from the fire escape by your window. You watched their stupid fight, listened to the anger and sorrow both had and you were done listening to it. “Enough!” You said firmly, catching their attention and causing the both to pale. “You two are gonna get yourselves caught like this. Are you two still that fucking dumb that you share one whole brain cell between you?” The two slouched and looked at the ground, feeling like they were being scolded like a child would. You let out a tired sigh before turning back to the fire escape ladder and beginning you ascend. The two were still sat on the ground muttering before hearing you call, “Get your asses inside now, before I drag you by the ears.” The two silently followed your command and sis as they were told, climbing up into your apartment.

First time I’m writing for Tumblr in awhile, kinda feels nice. If you have any requests I’m more than happy to hear them. Been bored and wanting to write but having no inspiration kinda stops that. Leave a request in the comments or dm me, really don’t mind.

xoxo

#Dabi #hawks #angst #bnha #hawks x reader #dabi x reader #dabi x reader x hawks

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KiriBaku - Obsession

Was bored and did a thing.

Rating: Smut

“I Want Him.”

“I Need Him.”

These are the thoughts that plague Kirishima’s mind all day and night. He couldn’t escape it, couldn’t escape the fact that her was obsessed with a certain blonde. He knew it was wrong, but fuck it felt so good to. He would stare at Bakugo whenever he could, whether it be during training or in class. He was pretty sure Bakugo had picked up on it, he wasn’t dumb. Kirishima just didn’t understand why Bakugo had never brought it up.

It was there last week of high school, they would soon leave UA and be Pro Heroes and soon Kirishima wouldn’t be able to see Bakugo anymore.

He knew there were a ton of agencies lined up for Bakugo, and Kirishima worried if he would ever be able to see his crush other than work. Kirishima sighed and looked down at his notebook, small sketches of Bakugo littering the pages. He had gotten surprisingly good at drawing Bakugo over the years. His ears picked up on Kaminari’s voice talking to Mina and Sero. “Yeah, lets hold a big goodbye party! For the whole class,” Kirishima tuned out at that point. It wasn’t a bad idea, it would also probably be the last time he had with Bakugo.

Mina, Sero and Denki had gotten permission from the school to hold the party, and had been working tirelessly on it for the last 2 days. It was all 3-A was talking about and everyone was excited for it, well everyone but Kirishima. Apart of him was wishing he could go back to the beginning, he didn’t want to lose his friends, he didn’t want to lose Bakugo.

Damn they out did themselves, Kiri thought as he walked into the hall the party was in. The room was dark with rainbow lights flashing across it. Jirou was DJing at the front and there was a table of food and drinks to the left of the room, the rest was dance floor. Kiri was dressed in black ripped jeans and a red muscle shirt. Kiri looked around the room and couldn’t help but gulp when his eyes landed on Bakugo, who was standing against the wall in the corner. Bakugo had on a black tank top, black ripped jeans and a leather jacket, the sight made Kiri drool slightly.

Feeling eyes on him Bakugo turned his head to meet eyes with Kirishima, taking a sip of his drink at the same time. Kiri gulped, deciding to disappear into the crowd and get himself a drink to distract himself. Bakugo watched him, crimson eyes tracking Kiri as he moved across the room. Kiri took a cup of punch, which was no doubt spiked, and gulped it down. The familiar feeling of alcohol burned his throat but he ignored it as he refilled his cup. “Problem Shitty Hair?” Bakugo asked from behind him causing Kiri to jump in shock, when had Bakugo gotten there?

“Not at all!” Kirishima said nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. Bakugo narrowed his eyes at him, but before he could say anything a certain sing came on. Shameless by Camila Cabello. Kirishima closed his eyes, god why this song. “Actually fuck it,” Kirishima said, downing his drink making Bakugo confused. “What the hell-“ Kirishima pressed his lips against Bakugo quickly, he then pulled away and disappeared onto the dance floor away from Bakugo. Bakugo was left confused and shocked. Why did Kiri just kiss him?

Kirishima took a breath, face red as he let himself go to the song. He wasn’t the only one dancing and as long as he didn’t have to face Bakugo he was happy. Kiri’s hips moved rhythmically, body following their lead and once Bakugo had managed to fine Kiri in the crowd of people his breath was taken away. Bakugo had only recently come to terms with his crush on Kirishima during the second year. He watched Kirishima body move and after that small interaction he couldn’t help himself.

Kirishima felt two hands on his hips and then his body being dragged back against another muscular one. Kiri heard heavy breathing by his ear, and the smell of caramel told him all he needed to know. Bakugo felt Kirishima’s body tense and stop moving, so he used his hands to guide his hips to moving again. Kiri got the message, moving his hips and feeling Bakugo come to life behind him. A small groan left Bakugo due to the friction and Kiri didn’t think he could hold back anymore.

Kirishima turned himself around and pulled Bakugo flush against him, making Bakugo moaned softly, “Eijiro.” Kiri groaned, taking Bakugo’s hand and leading him out of the hall and away from the others. Kirishima pinned Bakugo to a wall, his leg in between Bakugo’s rubbing against him making Bakugo throw his head back in pleasure. “Say it again,” Kirishima ordered as he started kissing Bakugo’s neck. “Eijiro,” he moaned, that moaned turned into a choked off sob when Kirishima bite down hard on his shoulder. “Oh God,” Bakugo withered as Kirishima started grinding against him.

Both boys were painfully hard in their jeans, but knew they couldn’t continue here unless they wanted to get caught. “Shit,” Bakugo gasped, his hands buried deep in Kiri’s hair. “I'm gonna give you a choice,” Kiri said, holding Bakugo chin so that he looked at him, “We either stop this and go back to the party. You can forget this ever happened and stop talking to me,” A whine escaped Bakugo as Kiri pulled his body away, “Or we go back to my dorm and continue this in full.”

PART 2 BISH

The moment they had gotten into the dorms Bakugo had pulled Kirishima into a needy kiss. Kirishima’s hands were exploring Bakugo’s body, going under his shirt to play with his nipples. They knew everyone was at the party so they didn’t have to worry about being caught. Kiri lifted Bakugo up by his thighs and moved to the elevator. This was everything Kirishima had ever wanted, Bakugo pinned underneath him and whine for him. He roughly pushed Bakugo against the cold metal of the elevator, to impatient to wait. He grinded against Bakugo, hands probably leaving bruises on Bakugo’s thighs.

When he finally got to his room Kiri threw Bakugo onto the bed. Bakugo was panting and whining for Kiri to be on him again, and Kiri couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight. He stripped off his shirt before removing Bakugo’s as well, placing kisses all over his chest. Bakugo mewled happily when Kirishima placed one hand on his crotch to rub him through his jeans. Bakugo pulled Kiri into an open mouth kiss, enjoying the taste of the punch on Kiri’s tongue. They were interrupted when Kiri’s phone went off. Kirishima growled, moving off of Bakugo who whined in response. “What,” Kiri said as he pinched his nose, “Jeez no need to bite my head off Kiri,” Denki joked from the other side. “Sorry Kaminari, it just isn’t a good time right now,” Kiri said as he glanced back to Bakugo who was sitting upright and didn’t look happy. “What’s up dude you sick or something?” Denki asked in concern which made Kiri sigh, “No its just-“ he cut himself off when he groaned quietly. “Dude you ok, what’s happening? Should I come find you-“ Bakugo was on his knee’s smirking up at Kiri as he took his member out his pants which was what caused Kiri to groan.

He gave Bakugo a glare warning him to stop unless he wanted to get punished. Bakugo being a brat continued anyway. Bakugo took Kiri all the way to the back of his throat causing Kiri to muffle his own moan through his hand. “Kiri-“ “Rainbow.” Kiri voice strained as Bakugo sucked him. Bakugo looked up at him confused, what the hell was he talking about?

There was a silence on the other side, except for feint music in the background. “OH SHIT,” Denki yelled through the phone, both males hearing it. “Sorry to cock block bro, or ass block. I ain’t judging.” Kirishima rolled his eyes, “Yeah, so can you please-“ Denki cut him off, “Just answer one question.” Kiri groaned, form the question and Bakugo running his tongue across his slit. “Make it fast Denki,” Kiri hissed, hand in Bakugo’s hair, pushing him further down. “Is it Bakugo?”

Kiri looked down at Bakugo, he didn’t know if he should say. “Yes, now bye.” And he hung up throwing his phone across his desk. “God, you couldn’t wait could you,” Kiri moaned as he started face fucking Bakugo, “I’ll make you regret that one Katsuki.” Bakugo moaned causing vibrations around Kirishima’s member. “Fuck,” Kiri groaned as he came down Bakugo’s throat. Bakugo swallowed it all up before pulling himself off of Kiri, “Bet Dunce Face couldn’t blow you like that.” Bakugo smirk as a dark shadow crossed Kiri’s face.

Kiri walked over to his cupboard, taking out rope and a collar. Why the fuck he has those, no one will ever know. Kiri pulled Bakugo back up onto the bed and then tied his wrists behind his back, “You wanna act like a brat, Ill treat you like one.” Kiri hissed and he moved Bakugo so he was laying with his ass in the air. Kiri took off both their pants and Bakugo’s boxers, leaving Bakugo naked on his bed with his ass in the air.

“And as for your little comment,” Kiri said as he rubbed Bakugo’s ass, “Denki isn’t my little obsession.” Kiri’s hand came down on Bakugo’s ass and a moan left Bakugo from the force and sting. “God I’ve dreamed of this,” Kiri said, slapping Bakugo’s ass again but harder. “God your beautiful on your hands and knees for me Katsuki.” Another slap, and another and another. Bakugo was withering in pleasure, ass red and sore but Kiri wasn’t done. He picked up the collar he had form earlier, “When I saw this I couldn’t stop thinking of you. I bought it because I wanted something to remember you by, and now I get to see it were it should belong.” Bakugo shivered from Kiri’s tone, he was lying if he said it didn’t turn him on.

The collar was black leather with the words brat embroider in orange, with a leash that could detach when needed. Kiri looked down at his master piece, Bakugo in a collar with his ass in the air and his hand print painted on it. Kiri groaned, “God your perfect.” He took a bottle of lube out of his bedside table, slicking up his fingers. “Now, let’s see what we’re working with.” Kiri smirked and stuck a finger into Bakugo who shifted slightly underneath him. Kiri started working him open, adding fingers when needed. Bakugo was moaning into the pillow, a slight bit of drool on his chin.

When Kiri was sure Bakugo was ready for him he decided to play with him slightly. He took his fingers out, which made Bakugo whine, and bent over so that Bakugo could feel him against his ass. “Feel that,” Kiri whispered in his ear and Bakugo whined, grinding against him to tempt Kiri to fuck him. “That’s what you do to me, fuck. I’m going to make sure you remember this Katsuki, make sure you always remember me.” Kiri slicked up his member and then teased the tip against Bakugo’s entrance.

He thrusted inside in one quick motion, making Bakugo scream. Kiri waited, whispering sweet nothings into Bakugo’s ear as he adjusted. When Bakugo gave him the all clear, Kiri couldn’t stop himself. He started a deep and brutal pace, searching Bakugo’s insides for that special little spot wanting to make him scream. Bakugo was a moaning mess, chanting Kirishima’s name like a pray as he fucked him into the bed. Bakugo screamed after one particularly hard thrust and Kiri smirk, he found it. He targeted that spot with renew vigor, he wanted to ruin Bakugo, wanted Bakugo to always remember who made him feel like this. “Well, want do we have here?” Kiri mocked as Bakugo screamed in pleasure, “EIJIRO, OH GOD!”

Kiri could feel Bakugo was close, the way he squeezed him so good told him. Kiri could feel his own orgasm approaching and he couldn’t help what he did next. He pulled Bakugo up by his collar so that his back was against Kiri’s back. Kiri hammered into him, kissing and marking Bakugo’s neck. Everyone was gonna see it tomorrow, that’s what he wanted. “EiJIRo I’m GonNA,” Bakugo chocked out and Kiri smirked against his skin, “Cum Katsuki.”

Bakugo’s orgasm crashed down on him, screaming so loud Kiri was sure the party at the school heard him. Bakugo’s hole squeezed Kiri hard and with a well-timed thrust Kiri came undone in Bakugo. “That’s right, fuck, that’s it Baby.” Kiri groaned as he thrusted through their orgasms to prolong their high.

Once both boys were done, Kiri slipped out of Bakugo watching as his cum trailed down his creamy thighs. “Fuck,” Kiri groaned and he started untying Bakugo’s wrists. He gently turned Bakugo over to see his fucked out face. Bakugo was panting, face red and drool running down his chin. Kiri cupped his cheek softly, laying a kiss in his forehead before grabbing a damp rag to clean up Bakugo. Bakugo watched in silence as Kiri treated him like a prince, making sure he was alright and clean. Once Kiri had finished cleaning up he dressed Bakugo in one of his shirts before cuddling up to him. Bakugo turned into Kiri’s chest, “Promise you won’t leave?” Kiri couldn’t see Bakugo’s face, but he could imagine the blush on his cheeks. Kiri smiled, “I’m not going anywhere.”

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