#mha blogs

[fabled-lady-twilla]

✨Twilla's Fandom Blog Introduction✨

Hello my fellow nerdlings, my name is Twilla and this is my new multi-fandom/fanfiction writing inspiration blog. I'm currently looking for active fanfiction writeblrs and MHA/JJK/general fandom blogs to follow and interact with! I would really appreciate it if you could like or reblog this so I can follow you and we can chat about our favorite fandoms and ships. ♡

A Little About Me

I'm a sassy bisexual woman-child (in her late twenties) who LIVES for reading and writing fanfiction and original fiction stories. For those of you that don't know me, my other blog is lovelyladyventress, which is mainly a FF7-centric blog. The few fandoms I love enough to write fanfiction for are as follows: My Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Final Fantasy 7.

My Absolute Favorite Ships

My Hero Academia

OTP(S): ShigaDeku🖤 (This ship is ✨ruining✨my life)

Runner-Ups: Tie between BakuDeku🧡 & DabiHawks💙

Other Ships: TodoDeku, DabiDeku, ShinDeku, DekuHawks, ShigaDabiDeku, DabiDekuHawks, KiriDekuBaku, TodoBakuDeku, Dekubowl, EndHawks, ShigaDabiHawks, ShinKami, MonoShin, KiriBaku, KudoIchi, TogaChako, TsuChako, MiruYumi, SetsuMori, MitsuInko, KacChako, KamiJirou, IidaMei, MezoTsuyu, OjiToru, KiriMina, ToshInko

Themes, Tropes, and Content I Write

exploring human relationships: platonic, familial, and romantic

enemies to lovers, rivals to lovers, friends to lovers

sensuality, intimacy, slow burn romance, spicy scenes

soulmates, souls bonds, magical ties, and mental links that are usually tied to main enemy (looking at you ShigaDeku)

angsty, whumpy, dark, intense, and sometimes traumatic scenes, and lots of hurt/comfort (with HEAPS & HEAPS of comfort)

sexual identity, self-discovery, individual journeys, character growth, overcoming adversity and bad experiences, and of course, finding genuine happiness at the end of the story. Very, very few stories I write have sad, unsatisfying endings (because I am a TOTAL sap haha)

If any of above sounds appealing to you, give me a follow and lets chat! ❤️❤️❤️

[neveroceanblvd]

he might be the love of my life

[buttonheart]

Mmmmm fem Dabi ♀️

[decoysatrn]

a conversation/realization Hori and his editor had about Bakugo and the final chapter

[cxcosmos]

Rating places I've shifted to pt 1:

Bts dr - 10/10, I stayed here for 8 years and it was a very cool experience, I enjoyed living with the boys and they became a big part of my life, interacting with fans and other kpop groups, idols, k-actors and other celebrities was an experience, a lot happened but I won't go into detail

Twd dr - 2/10, this was an accidental shift but i stayed for like a week out of curiousity, hated it, everywhere was barren and I woke up in a forest ALONE. Scavenging for food and water every day was not for the weak, I had a motorcycle that helped me get from place to place that i found once i left the forest but finding non-expired fuel was a pain in the ass and i had a dagger, no useful weapons and it was hot and I was sweaty and gross, the zombies fucking stink too, just no

Barbie princess charm school dr - 100000/10, my inner child felt so healed, the school was so clean and everywhere smelled good, I had my own little sprite and it was a male, he helped me with everything, schedule, making sure i eat healthy etc, the food there was also amazing, breakfast was my favorite meal, the pancakes were so soft and it literally melted in your mouth, i loved my shared dorm room too, it was customized to my liking, loved it so much

Mha dr - 10000/10, I love it so much, I'm not really close with my classmates in 1-a but I'm dating izuku and I adore him, the classes are pretty hard but it was expected, I scripted in that i have high intelligence so i didn't struggle as much, Aizawa is close to my mother so he personally trains me during the weekdays and is always on my ass, I've stayed here for 6 months +, really great, the world is a lot different from here with quirks and all but it's interesting

[heartsforkento]

stop scrolling, be with me for a sec

let me ask you a question. where are you right now? in this reality? yes? NO. you are in your IR, right? yes. got it? you got it. it's in your imagination right? done! perfect.

one more question, you do know that the 3D is changing right? wait, it already did right? oh my god, it did ❤️ !! okay, wait so this means you're experiencing your IR right now? YES. amazing.

don't scroll until you firmly believe in that. just kidding, keep scrolling, you already believe that you're home, don't you? i know you do.

rin.

[mymhameme]

I came to your account from a post with eri and aizawa and now you’ve got me invested in spinner x shigaraki somehow :D? Ur account is cool! (I hope I’m using this feature right, not quite sure how this app works. U don’t have to respond btw I just thought it was funny)

Thank you! They sneak up on you for sure!

Tiny morsels for the newest spinaraki member 😊 <3

[boykisser4]

Tangled Souls

pairing: demon!Shōta Aizawa x male!reader, nsfw/dc so minors begone

warnings: male reader, smut, monsterfucking, biting, slight blood play, tailfucking, multiple orgasms, male masturbation, breeding kink, creampie, degradation, reader is a virgin but it's not central to the plot

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: your mother has always told you to be wary of the woods. Boys get lost in there, only to wind up dead, their bodies and faces twisted in pleasure and agony. you've followed that rule diligently your entire life—only to find that belief shaken when a beautiful demon appears on your doorstep in need of your help.

In the quiet town of Shibuya, nestled between the bustling neon lights and the whispering whispers of the ever-expanding urban sprawl, there was a rumor as old as the cobblestone streets themselves. It spoke of a set of ancient woods that lay just beyond the outskirts, a place where the line between reality and the supernatural grew as thin as a thread. The townsfolk had long ago learned to keep their children close and their doors locked when the moon was high, for it was said that the forest was a playground for creatures that were better left to the imagination.

You, a young man on the cusp of adulthood, had heard the stories countless times. Each time, your mother's voice grew a little more tremulous, her eyes a shade darker with fear. Yet, as you grew older, the whispers of the woods grew louder, beckoning you with secrets and promises of adventure. One evening, as the sun dipped low, casting long shadows that danced with the sway of the autumn leaves, you found yourself standing at the edge of the forest, your heart thudding a rhythm that echoed through the trees.

The demon that appeared before you was not what you had expected. He was not the monstrous creature of your nightmares, but rather a being of such ethereal beauty that it seemed as if the moon itself had taken human form. Shōta Aizawa, a man with sharp, angular features and hair as black as the abyss, emerged from the shadows with a grace that seemed to defy the very fabric of reality. His eyes, piercing and red, bore into yours with an intensity that made your knees wobble and your breath hitch in your throat.

He spoke to you, his voice a velvety caress that seemed to wrap around your very soul. "I am lost," he said, his words tinged with a hint of desperation. "Can you help me find my way?" There was something in his gaze that made you feel as if you could trust him, despite the whispers of your mother's warnings. Without a second thought, you nodded, and together you stepped into the enigmatic embrace of the woods that had called to you for so long.

The journey was a blur of moonlit paths and whispers of leaves that seemed to carry secrets of their own. Aizawa walked with purpose, his tail swishing gently behind him as if it had a mind of its own. You couldn't help but feel drawn to him, as if there was an invisible thread connecting the two of you. As the night grew deeper, you began to feel a warmth building in your loins, a need that you had never experienced before. It was as if the very air was thick with a scent that called to your most primal instincts.

You stumbled upon a clearing, the light of the moon casting a silver glow upon the dewy grass. Aizawa paused, his eyes scanning the area before they settled on you, a smirk playing upon his lips. "You're brave," he murmured, his voice a low purr that sent shivers down your spine. "But I require more than just your guidance." He stepped closer, his tail curling around your leg, sending waves of pleasure through your body. "I need...companionship."

The air grew thick with tension as he reached out and cupped your cheek, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. You felt yourself lean into his touch, your body betraying your mind's attempt at rational thought. He leaned down, his breath hot against your neck, and whispered, "I can give you what you've been craving, if you let me." His teeth grazed your skin, and you felt a sharp sting followed by a pulse of exquisite pleasure that had you gasping. It was then that you realized the extent of your folly—you had entered the demon's domain, and now you were his to claim.

The smirk on Aizawa's face grew wider as he stepped closer, his body pressing against yours. You could feel the heat emanating from him, a stark contrast to the coolness of the night air. His tail slithered upwards, coiling around your waist before it dipped lower, teasing the fabric of your pants. Your cheeks flushed with both arousal and embarrassment as you felt yourself growing hard against his thigh. He chuckled darkly, his hand moving to cup your erection firmly, his claws digging into your skin just enough to make you wince.

"You're so eager," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. "But before I give you what you want, you must do something for me." His grip tightened, and you whimpered, the pain adding to the confusing mix of emotions swirling within you. "You must accept me—all of me," he continued, his other hand moving to the base of his tail, revealing the swollen tip. It was then that you understood the full extent of what he was asking for—what he needed.

With a flick of his tail, he unzipped your pants, pulling them down along with your underwear. The cool breeze kissed your exposed skin, making you shiver. He knelt before you, his eyes never leaving yours as he took you in his mouth, the sensation so foreign yet so intoxicating that you couldn't help but moan. His tongue danced around the head of your cock, teasing the slit before taking you deeper. You watched, entranced, as he swallowed you whole, his eyes fluttering shut in pleasure.

The demon's tail slid between your legs, the tip probing at your entrance. You felt a moment of fear, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the all-consuming need that had taken root in your core. He pushed in gently, the sensation of his tail entering you unlike anything you had ever felt before. The pain was there, but it was muted by the sheer ecstasy that flooded your body with each thrust. His mouth never left your cock, sucking and licking as he claimed you, his tail moving in rhythm with his mouth.

The pleasure built, wave upon wave, until you could no longer hold back. You came with a cry that was part pleasure, part fear, your seed spilling into his eager mouth. Aizawa pulled back, licking his lips with a satisfied smirk. "Now," he purred, his tail still buried deep inside you, "we are truly connected." He began to move again, his tail working in tandem with his mouth, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.

You felt yourself being filled, the pressure inside you growing unbearable. His tail swelled, and with one final, powerful thrust, he released his own essence deep within you. The sensation was unlike anything you had ever felt before—a mix of pleasure and pain that left you trembling and gasping for air. As he pulled away, his tail slipped out of you with a wet sound, leaving you feeling both empty and utterly claimed.

Breathless, you looked down at him, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "You are mine now," he said, his voice a dark promise. "And together, we will uncover the secrets of the night." With that, he rose to his feet, pulling you along with him. The woods seemed to close in around you, the whispers of the trees growing louder as you took your first steps into a new, darker chapter of your life.

The moon cast a cold, pale light over the clearing as Aizawa led you deeper into the woods. The sounds of the night grew more sinister, more alluring, with each step you took. You were no longer the same person who had ventured into the forest; you were now a part of it, bound to this demon in a way that transcended simple companionship.

The demon's hand was a vice around your wrist, guiding you through the underbrush with a sense of urgency that sent your heart racing. His eyes gleamed with excitement, his sharp teeth bared in a predatory smile that made your stomach twist in anticipation. You knew that there was no turning back now—you had made a deal with the creature of the night, and you would see it through to the end.

As you stumbled through the woods, the air grew thick with the scent of lust and power. It was a heady perfume that seemed to coat every leaf and branch, making your head spin. Aizawa's grip on your wrist was the only thing keeping you grounded, a reminder of the bargain you had struck.

The clearing grew wider, revealing a hidden grotto bathed in an eerie blue light. The walls were slick with moisture, and the ground beneath your feet was soft and yielding. Aizawa pushed you against one of the damp walls, his eyes burning with desire. His hand snaked down to your now-bare cock, stroking it back to life with a skill that seemed otherworldly.

"You're mine now," he whispered, his breath hot against your neck. "And I will take you, in every way imaginable." His tail slithered around your waist again, this time with more urgency, the tip grazing your throbbing member. "But first, you must learn to crave it."

With that, he sank to his knees, his eyes never leaving yours. He took your cock in his mouth once more, sucking and licking with an intensity that had you bucking your hips against the cold stone. His claws dug into your thighs, leaving trails of fire in their wake, but the pain only served to heighten the pleasure. His tongue flicked against your slit, tasting the pre-cum that beaded there, and you couldn't help but moan his name.

The demon's tail grew more insistent, sliding between your cheeks to press against your tight hole once again. You felt yourself opening up to him, your body betraying your fear and welcoming the intrusion. He pushed in, the feeling of fullness making your eyes roll back in your head. His movements grew faster, his mouth and tail working in perfect harmony to drive you to the brink of insanity.

The walls of the grotto seemed to pulse with an ancient power, the very air vibrating with it. You could feel it in your bones, a call to the darkness that now lived within you. The demon's eyes glowed brighter as he brought you closer to the edge, his tail swelling even more within you.

You came again, your body convulsing with the force of your climax. Aizawa's tail pumped into you, filling you with his essence as he swallowed down your seed. The world around you spun, colors swirling and colliding as the power of the woods claimed you fully.

As the aftershocks of pleasure subsided, you slumped against the wall, panting and spent. Aizawa's tail slid out of you with a wet sound, leaving you feeling both violated and oddly satisfied. He stood, his own arousal evident in the bulge of his pants. "Now," he said, his voice a low growl, "it's time for you to truly understand what it means to be with a demon."

Without another word, he tore open his own pants, revealing his engorged cock. It was monstrous, a twisted mix of human and demonic, and it throbbed with an unnatural hunger. You stared, both terrified and fascinated by the creature before you.

He stepped closer, his claws digging into your hips as he lifted you off the ground. "You will take me," he growled, his eyes never leaving yours. "And you will scream my name as I claim you."

You had no choice but to comply, your body responding to his command even as your mind rebelled. He positioned you, your legs wrapped around his waist, and with one powerful thrust, he filled you completely. The pain was exquisite, a scream ripping from your throat as he pushed deeper, stretching you beyond what you thought possible.

His movements were relentless, his hips pistoning into you as his claws raked down your back. The demon's teeth grazed your neck, the promise of a bite that would seal your fate hanging in the air. The pleasure and pain melded together, creating a symphony of sensation that had you begging for more.

With each thrust, you felt yourself slipping further into the abyss, the boundaries between reality and the supernatural blurring. The whispers of the woods grew louder, echoing the chant of your name on Aizawa's lips.

And as he claimed you, as his teeth sank into your flesh, you felt a transformation begin. Your vision swam with the taste of iron as your blood mingled with his saliva. Your nails grew sharp, your skin prickling with the beginnings of a furious power that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath you. The demon's cock filled you to the brim, each movement sending shockwaves through your body. You could feel yourself changing, evolving into something more, something primal and dark.

The bite grew deeper, and the pain subsided, replaced by a white-hot need that consumed every part of your being. You bucked against him, desperate for more, for the release that only he could give you. His hips met yours with a ferocity that had you seeing stars, his claws digging into your skin as he held you in place. The demon's breath was hot and ragged in your ear, his voice a snarl as he whispered sweet, dark promises of eternal pleasure and power.

The ground beneath you trembled as your climax approached, the trees around you seeming to lean in closer as if to witness your fall from grace. The creature inside of you grew stronger, its hunger matching that of the demon who claimed you. Your body was no longer your own, a mere vessel for the dark desires that now ruled you.

With a final, brutal thrust, Aizawa came within you, his seed mixing with the power of the bite. You felt it, a fire spreading through your veins, setting your very soul alight. You howled, the sound echoing through the woods, a declaration of your new allegiance. The demon pulled away, his teeth releasing your skin, and you slumped in his arms, panting and trembling with the aftershocks of your transformation.

[wskinxz]

Me reading successful shifting stories

Me also wishing it was me

[redscreendarkwin]

Shiftok is pissing off.

(Read DNI list before interacting)

Now there’s this new thing going around where they’re saying “if you shift for real people you’re weird”.

A little critical thinking would help them realize that everyone in each reality is a real person. Not some character. It just proves to me that they don’t see shifting as a real thing.

[sleepwalkersqueen]

NEW FEAR OF YOU CONTENT AHH

Not even written by me! @dahvampire wrote an entire fanfiction for Fear of you, check it out!! <3

Pretty much this dynamic:

[heartsforkento]

how to manifest your desires instantly + shift with the LOA !!

here's a very short and easy method to manifest your desires or shift easily using the LOA !

“i see it,”

close your eyes, breathe in and out. now, imagine you having your desire, first person or not (doesn't matter). it doesn't have to be vivid, just imagine it. now, if you have aphantasia (you can't visualize), just think of a moment where you have your desire, no visualization, just be like, "oh yeah, i'm a master shifter right?". just hold on to the thought or visualization and feel the emotions, though that's not necessary either.

congratulations, you have manifested your desire, right? okay, now you're disappointed, "wtf rin! i thought you would've given me some magic SATS formula to receive my desire instantly!"

oh, but i did ! when you were imagining your desire, you did receive your manifestation, you felt it happen then and there, right? that's all you need. all you need is to be able to imagine or think about your desire in your head, in your 4D and that's it.

“i like it,”

the 4D is the true reality, you did receive your desire, in the 4D. now, the 3D will be forced to align with your 4D, whether you want it to or not. it will happen just as a cherry on top !

whether you imagined having your desire once, or a hundred times, it will happen. the 3D has no choice but to reflect your 4D. the 4D is the goal. the 4D is where you have to imagine your desire, and in the 4D it is instant. the 3D will catch up like that blah blah, i know it will !!

“i want it,”

it's like online shopping. i place the order online (imagining my desire in the 4D), enter the necessary details and wait. i know that my order is rightfully mine and that it will be delivered to me no matter what, right? okay, it may delay by a few days, so what? it is mine, and has no choice but to be delivered to me, so i do not have to worry about anything. once i have placed the order, it is mine. the order getting delayed may sound a little upsetting at first, but that's okay. think about how happy you'll be once you finally receive it !!

it is by law, that once you think or imagine in the 4D, once, twice or a million times, you will inevitably manifest it into the 3D.

“i got it.”

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happy manifesting !!

rin.

[w0lfydoll]

I’ll stop trying to shift somewhere if I can’t out-main character the main character, cause wdym I’m going to a whole new reality just for you to be cooler than me?? Tf?

₊˙♡﹗˚ ༘

[sourgummiis]

I don't have anything to post so take this lalalal

[livingmydreamlife5555]

When i get more MHA and shifting tiktoks after affirming that I'm already in my dr >>>>>>

But it doesn't matter cause I'm already in my dr. And my 3D reflects instantly all the time

[boykisser4]

Dabi x sub bottom male reader with Endeavor x Male reader implied? M/n works for Endeavor as a sidekick or something, and Dabi ends up having sex with M/n presumably meeting at a bar, and he knows M/n works for his father so he makes M/n apart of his revenge plan by sending pics to Endeavor of him and M/n having sex. Could there be a flame kink where Dabi leaves few burn marks on M/n? Along with dubcon and rough sex in general🤭

Flames of Revenge

pairing: dabi x sub male!reader, nsfw so minors begone

warnings: male reader, smut, implied Endeavor x Male reader, flame kink, dubcon, rough sex

"You're a piece of work, you know that?" M/n chuckled, wiping the sweat from his brow as he surveyed the aftermath of his handiwork. The room was a mess, but the job was done, and that's all that mattered.

"Is that your way of saying you're impressed?" Dabi's voice was low and amused, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he leaned against the wall, arms folded over his chest. His blue flame tattoos danced in the dim light, a stark contrast to the starkness of the otherwise empty space.

M/n turned to face him, a smirk playing on his lips. "Maybe. But don't let it get to your head." He didn't miss the glint of challenge in Dabi's gaze, the way his eyes dropped to M/n's body, lingering on the tight fabric that clung to his form. It was the same look he'd seen in the bar earlier that night, the one that had led them here.

Dabi pushed off the wall, stalking closer with a predatory grace that made M/n's heart race. "Oh, I don't plan to," he murmured, reaching out to trace a finger along the collar of M/n's shirt. "But I do think we need to celebrate your... achievement."

M/n swallowed hard, his eyes locked on Dabi's. "And how do you plan to do that?"

Dabi's smirk grew wider, revealing his sharp canines. "Let's just say I have a unique way of showing my appreciation." He stepped closer, his hand sliding down to M/n's chest, and M/n felt the heat of his touch even through the layers of fabric. "But first, I need you to be clear about something."

M/n's pulse quickened. "What's that?"

Dabi leaned in, his breath hot against M/n's ear. "You work for him, don't you?" His voice was a seductive whisper, a serpent coiling around M/n's spine. "My dear, doting father, Endeavor. I want you to know that every moment of pleasure I give you, every touch, every kiss, every time I make you scream..." His hand trailed lower, teasing the waistband of M/n's pants. "It's all part of my plan. A little gift to send his way."

M/n's eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through him. He knew Dabi's history with Endeavor, the burning hatred that fueled his every move. But he hadn't expected to become a pawn in the twisted game of revenge. "What... what do you mean?" His voice was a hoarse whisper, the words barely leaving his lips.

Dabi's hand stopped, his grip tightening on M/n's waistband. "I know everything, darling. Your little side gig working for the number one hero. And you know what that means?" His eyes searched M/n's, looking for any hint of deception. "It means you're going to be the perfect messenger. Every time we're together, I'll make sure there's something for him to see." He pulled out his phone, the screen lighting up with a sinister glow. "I'll take pictures, and you'll make sure he gets them. A little reminder of what his precious sidekick is really up to."

M/n's breath hitched. "And if I don't?"

Dabi stepped back, his smile cold. "Then maybe I'll just have to make sure he sees them anyway." He took a picture, the flash blinding M/n momentarily. "But let's not spoil the fun, shall we?" He moved closer again, his hand now cupping M/n's face, his thumb tracing the line of his jaw. "Besides, I think you'll enjoy it. You've got a taste for the darker side of things, don't you?"

M/n felt his cheeks heat up, his resolve wavering. Dabi's touch was electric, and the thought of being used in his twisted game of revenge was both terrifying and thrilling. He knew he should say no, should push Dabi away, but his body had other ideas. His hands found their way to Dabi's waist, pulling him closer, and before he knew it, their lips were crushing together in a passionate, desperate kiss.

Dabi's tongue was a dance of fire in M/n's mouth, his teeth nipping at M/n's bottom lip. M/n moaned, his hands roaming over the other man's body, feeling the heat of his skin beneath the fabric. Dabi's hands were equally as demanding, sliding down to M/n's ass, squeezing, pulling him in closer. he couldn't help but wonder if Dabi would leave his mark on him, a physical reminder of this dangerous liaison.

Their kiss grew more frantic, their bodies pressing together. Dabi's hand moved to the back of M/n's neck, his fingers digging in just enough to remind M/n of the power he held. "You're mine now," he murmured against M/n's lips. "And every time I touch you, every time I make you burn for me, it's one more step in bringing him down."

M/n shivered, his mind racing with a mix of excitement and dread. He knew he was playing with fire, but the allure of Dabi was too strong to resist. Dabi's hand slid down to the back of his neck, his grip firm but not painful. He could feel the flame user's power, the strength that could incinerate everything in his path, and yet here he was, using it to claim M/n.

Dabi's other hand reached for the hem of M/n's shirt, pulling it up and over his head, exposing his toned torso to the cool air. The contrast of the cold and the heat of Dabi's touch was intoxicating. He felt his own power responding, his body growing hard and eager, a traitor to his own fears. Dabi's eyes raked over him, a smoldering desire in their depths that made M/n's knees weak.

"You're so beautiful," Dabi murmured, his voice a seductive purr. "And all mine."

M/n's breath hitched as Dabi's hands skimmed over his chest, tweaking his nipples before moving lower. His fingers deftly unbuckled M/n's belt, unzipped his pants, and pushed them down, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. The fire of Dabi's eyes never left M/n's, holding him captive, ensnared in his web of lust and manipulation.

The first touch of Dabi's hand on his cock was like a brand, searing and delicious. M/n gasped, his eyes closing involuntarily as Dabi began to stroke him, the flame on his fingertips flickering to life. The sensation was unlike anything he'd ever felt before, a delicious blend of pain and pleasure that had him arching into the touch.

Dabi chuckled darkly. "You like that, don't you?" He leaned in, his breath hot against M/n's ear. "You like the way it feels to burn."

M/n's eyes snapped open, his mind reeling. He knew he should be scared, should be pushing Dabi away, but all he could feel was the desperate need for more. He nodded, a whimper escaping his lips as Dabi's hand tightened, the flame growing hotter, leaving a trail of fire along his shaft.

Dabi's smile grew, a twisted pleasure in his eyes as he watched M/n's reactions. He knew he had him, knew that M/n was his to use and discard as he saw fit. But for now, he would revel in the power, in the control, in the sweet agony of their union.

M/n's hands found Dabi's shoulders, gripping tightly as the flame grew hotter, the pleasure turning almost unbearable. He could feel the burn marks forming, small but distinct, a permanent reminder of this night. And yet, he didn't care. He wanted it, needed it, craved the pain that came with the passion.

Their bodies moved together in a frenzied dance, Dabi's hand working M/n's cock with a practiced ease, his own erection pressing against M/n's stomach. M/n could feel the flame getting closer, could feel the heat of it as it kissed his skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

And then, with a final, brutal stroke, Dabi pushed M/n over the edge, sending him spiraling into climax. The room was filled with the sound of his screams, the smell of burnt fabric, and the sight of Dabi's blue flames flickering over his body.

As M/n came down from the high, his body trembling and sweat-slicked, Dabi stepped back, his eyes gleaming with victory. "Now, my pet," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "it's time for you to deliver my message."

M/n knew what he meant, and the fear began to set in. But it was too late to back out now. He was in too deep, and Dabi had him exactly where he wanted him. He nodded, swiping a hand across his mouth, the taste of ash lingering on his lips.