#touya blurb

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Touya hadn’t meant to miss the call, hadn’t meant to make you listen to his voicemail box one, two, three times.

Hadn’t meant to make you cry to a silent line.

But when he finally has time to click that voicemail, your sobs crackling through the speaker, he doesn’t let it finish after that first broken I need you.

It doesn’t matter that you haven’t talked in 6 months, doesn’t matter that he’s celebrating a great ride, doesn’t matter that he’s had a couple beers.

What matters is that you’re not picking up, one, two, three calls later.

Doesn’t matter that he’s tearing down the dark road way faster than he should, phone on speaker on his dash and fist beating the steering wheel so hard he’s sure it’ll bruise.

What matters is the one, two, three, four voicemails he leaves telling you he’ll be there in four, three, two minutes.

What matters is the one, two minutes he spends banging on your door before remembering he never returned your key, leaving it open when he tears it wide and rushes in.

The two, three, four leaps it takes to get up your stairs hardly register to him.

All that matters is the sight of you, just you, lying on the bathroom floor, crying so hard that it shakes your whole body.

Because it doesn’t matter if it takes one, two, three, four hours… he’ll be there until it stops.

[missmeinyourbones]

touya todoroki x reader (MINORS DNI 18+)

NSFW (!!!) afab!reader, thigh riding, dacryphilia, penetrative sex, not proofread lol - minors and ageless blogs will be blocked.

Touya’s never been wanted—in any meaning of the word—so forgive him if he’s not used to receiving the open attention you give him so selflessly. 

But with you, right now, wanting him so desperately that you’re dripping onto the denim of his pants, rocking your hips on the rough surface and letting out tiny whimpers and pleas as you work yourself up, Touya thinks he can get used to this. 

He adores it.

He thinks that one of his favorite things in this godforsaken world is having you thrashing back and forth on his thigh, desperately chasing a high that you both know isn't enough to satisfy you. He can sit there and do absolutely nothing, be nothing, and you’ll still want him. Still need him. It goes straight to the ice cold lump of coal that he calls his heart—as well as the pulsing cock strained within his pants. 

“Touya,” you whine, arms wrapped around his neck as you continue to grind against his leg like a dog in heat. But it’s not enough. 

“Hm?” he’s paying you no mind, or at least doing a good job of convincing you that he is, as he sinks further into the couch, eyes locked on the old movie mindlessly playing on the television. 

“You’re being mean.”

“M’not,” he insists, feeling your cunt clench around nothing at his cruel and dry words. The heat radiating from your cream smothered against his leg feels divine, so he further presses your tiny frame up against his thigh. 

“Wanna cum,” you pout, sounding so small, so weak, as your hands press against his chest for support, “I can’t do it myself.”

“You’ve done it before, don’t see why you can’t do it again.”

Another whiny Touya drawls from your lips as your hips pick up speed again, grinding down on his lean thigh to feel any sort of friction. You feel like your head is spinning in all directions, and all you can smell is the mint from his gum and the sweetness of your leaking cunt. 

“Want you,” you softly cry, and the sound of your pathetic voice would make any other man fall to his knees. However, Touya is not any other man. 

He looks down and you follow his line of sight to the cute little damp spot that your slick has left on his already darkened jeans. He lets his thumb roll over it before bringing it up to his mouth and sucking on the digit with a smirk.

“Think you already have me, baby.”

A quick and whiny no! leaves your lips and he’s gripping your hips, shhing you and ushering you to continue to ride his now bouncing thigh. 

The newfound vibration makes you moan lewdly, something you didn’t expect to crawl up from your throat, as Touya chuckles at your begging. 

“Want your hands, your mouth.” 

Anything, everything.

“Yeah?” he stops the motion of this leg and you sob crudely against his neck. He tsks at your behavior and you feel his breath on the shell of your ear, “Don’t know if you’ve been good enough, yet.”

Touya takes a slender pointer finger and picks your jaw up from the crook of his warmth, forcing you to look him in the eye. He sees your pupils the size of saucers, tears spilling from your lash line out of pure frustration and tension, and he swears he falls further in love with you. He didn’t think it was possible—he didn’t think a lot was possible, until you proved him wrong countless of times. 

Your assault on this thigh continues as you leave open mouthed kisses on his lips, chanting pleasepleaseplease like a prayer into his flesh and bone. He knows your body, knows you’re exhausted from using your whole being to chase your high. It’s cute, he thinks, how easily you get worked up over nothing. 

So cute, that he wants to reward you. 

“Alright, settle down,” he coos as his hands rub soothing circles on your back, and you gasp out of relief at the thought of him potetionally helping you finish. 

“Give you what you want, yeah?” he kisses your cupid’s bow and you're nodding dumbly as he begins to undo his belt. He pulls his boxers down and his cock springs up flush against his stomach. You're practically drooling, moaning at the sight of his pink tip leaking tiny pretty pearls of pre-cum. 

He hooks his hands underneath your ass, slightly lifting you to sit on his cock, before allowing you to sink your weight down on him. He slides in nicely, all thanks to your weeping cunt being covered in slick from your prior show. The moan you let out is unruly, already so sensitive from your aching clit rubbing against the scratchy material of his jeans for so long. 

“Keep doin’ what you were doin’, doll,” he grunts as his hands return to their hold on your hips, gently guiding you up and down on his length, “This time, on my cock.”

Touya isn’t thick or girthy—he’s thin and incredibly long. He doesn't stretch your cunt in a way that burns, he instead snakes his tip all the way to the opening of your cervix, kissing your soft and spongey spot with ease on every thrust. 

You pick up the pace and the only sounds in the room are the slapping of skin on skin and your whines paired with Touya’s grunts. His fingers find your jaw once more as he’s forcing you to look at him. The tears in your eyes look like glitter as he licks the salt from your cheek with a single swipe of his flattened tongue. 

“This is what you wanted, yeah?" he lightly mocks you, tone condescending but you still feel the adoration in it. You always do. 

“Yes,” you drawl into his mouth, quickly followed by a wanton thank you as he meets your thrusts half-way. 

"C’mon then, pretty,” he presses his forehead against yours, nose to nose as he inhales your sweet sounds, “Show me how good you are f'me."

And you do. 

Twisting and arching your body in all of the right places, your cunt squeezes Touya like it was made for him. In fact, he’s almost positive that it was. So positive, that he reaches a scarred hand down to your clit, rubbing fast and tiny circles on the bud with his pointer finger. Your body instantly reacts to his touch, feeling ignited underneath his spell at how good the roughs of his fingertips feel, how well his cock fills you up, how right his skin burns pressed up against your own. 

It’s not long before you're babbling strings of so good! and right there! mindlessly as he watches the way your lips part, the way your hips buck against his own. The familiar coiling in your stomach finds itself brewing and you feel as though you’ve waited ages for this. Lifetimes, even. 

With a few clenched shit and fuck's from Touya, followed by a few of your own high pitched m'cumming!'s, you feel his hot seed coat the insides of your walls as you cream around his cock. You thrash around in his arms and your whole body spasms and stiffens as the power of your orgasm ricochets throughout your entire frame. You feel it in the pit of your stomach and the tips of your toes—and it’s this very feeling that you’d been chasing when you straddled Touya’s thigh and made it your own in the first place.

Touya’s never been wanted. He’s unfamiliar with the feeling of being preferred, cherished. As he catches his own breath with you in his arms and his cock softening between your thighs, he decides that this is what it feels like. This is immeasurable desire—not because he’s second choice or because he’s unable to provide, but because he’s enough. 

He’s more than enough when it comes to you. 

[luvindrr]

Touya makes you breakfast in bed

touya todoroki x reader | fluff | 339 words cw: reader is called "doll"

Touya opens the door to your bedroom holding a bowl and spoon in his hands. He’s careful with his footsteps and tries not to make the door squeak- unsuccessfully- as he patters over to you in bed.

“G’morning, doll.”

You turn over in the sheets, eyes still closed but groaning in response. Touya places the bowl onto the side table and caresses your face with infinite tenderness, brushing over your cheek where an eyelash has fallen. Your eyes flutter open as he kisses your forehead, and he can’t help the stupid grin that spreads when he meets your eyes, when he realizes he’s the first thing you see in the morning.

“I made breakfast.”

Hardly- a scoop of rice with a side of eggs and vegetables. He never learned how to cook so it’s slightly charred- a fact he’s nervously aware of. He’s soothed when you take slow bites anyway and takes your approval as an invitation to snuggle into your lap, eyes closed. It’s deserved, he thinks, after all the hard work he’s put into being a good boyfriend. At your tap to his lips, he obediently opens, a ball of rice falling onto his tongue. It’s sour. What did he do to make it sour?

At your giggle, he opens his eyes and sees you holding up a slice of rolled omelette, cut and shaped into a little heart.

“My mum used to do it for me.”

And it’s so stupid, he thinks, so stupid that somehow you can make him so soft, so giggly, so willing to do stupid things like kiss you awake and talk about his mum and cut your eggs into little hearts. It’s so stupid that you can make him bend like that, but it’s stupider that it’s so easy when it’s you.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” you ask, holding up a whole, uncooked asparagus.

In signature Touya suaveness, “I can chew it up and regurgitate it for you.”

“Gross, Touya.”

“Penguins do it all the time.”

masterlist

[thebattleofstarcourt]

•°. *࿐

“clear out, I’ll take care of these guys.”

spinner and compress sent you quick, timid looks before nodding and running away, leaving you alone with the army of d-list heroes and sidekicks.

almost alone.

“the fuck are you talkin’ about?” a raspy voice said, their presence appearing behind you as soon as your other two teammates vanished. “you can’t take out all these guys.”

your gaze remained fixated on the heroes in front of you. “losing one of us is better than losing three, dabi.”

“yeah, no shit.” dabi growled. “but it’s ideal to lose none. and the only way we’re doing that is if you got backup.”

“just go.” you said. “i can take them.”

“are you deaf?” he asked. “i just said you can’t.”

“well, i think you’re being pessimistic.”

“yeah?” you nodded. “well, I think you’re being a fucking masochist.”

“don’t remember you ever having a problem with that before.” you quipped.

you didn’t have to turn around to be able to tell dabi was glaring at you. “clear out, t’ll take them.” he said.

“no, i-”

“as lieutenant of the meta liberation army, i’m ordering you to clear out. understand?” he interrupted.

it was hard to argue with that, but you turned around to meet his cold glare and tried anyways.

“spinner and compress are valuable. spinner’s got all for one’s gift and compress is the only one of us besides that creep-fuck of a doctor who actually has medical knowledge.” you said. “they’re important, so i have to keep them safe.”

“are you really trying to play martyr right now? jesus fucking christ.”

“i’m not playing anything, i’m being logical. the logical thing to do is sacrifice myself to keep the rest of you safe so you guys can win this war.”

“sounds a lot like a martyr to me? what’s next, you expect us to build you a shrine?”

“i’m not gonna fucking die, dabi.” you snarled. “the heroes aren’t gonna kill me.”

“tell that to twice.”

you rolled your eyes. “you see hawks anywhere? ‘cause I don’t. just a bunch of sidekicks and wannabes. they couldn’t kill me if they wanted to.”

“so you’re gonna rot the rest of your life in tartarus?”

you shrugged. “you’ll break me out when you win.”

dabi kissed his teeth. “i’m not here for the long haul, either.”

“‘s exactly why i gotta do it. you’ve got a fight to win. a dad to kill or whatever. shigaraki’s gonna take the little all might kid, toga’s gonna avenge twice, and i’ve already gone over spinner and compress...”

“i can incinerate this entire field in a fuckin’ second.”

“please, you’re withering away by the minute.” you poked his scarred chest. “don’t waste your power on these nobodies.”

he said nothing, but you continued.

“you’ve gotta reason to stay, dabi. i don’t. so fuck off and save my ass when your deadbeat dad’s in hell, ‘kay?”

“fuckin’ fine.” he huffed. “don’t let ‘em fuck up your face. it’s your only redeeming quality.”

you smiled. “got it, lieutenant.”

he covered his obvious discontent with your deal with his staple monotonous glare and walked away, leaving you defenseless in the heart of the war.

-

it didn’t take long for you to get overwhelmed by the of heroes and succumb to their power. as you laid face-down in the dirt, a pair of quirk-canceling cuffs being locked on your sore wrists, you met a pair of blue eyes in the distance. 

you prayed he didn’t see the blood on your face.

[nasty-quillz]

So My Uncle's Wife's Sister Had a Son

Something I started based off this Tiktok

Holiday Blurp for Dabi. The title says it all

 There you were, minding your business at the family holiday party. You were in a wine colored sweater dress, and some ankle boots. Your hair was braided in the front, with the back out in pearl hair pins decorated the curls as well as where cornrows met curls.

You stood in the kitchen, in the kitchen with your grandma, helping to make up plates, as she sat down. “Gran’ma, I told you, go sit down. You’ve done enough for today.”

She went to get up, “Okay but just let me—” 

You put your hands on her shoulders  and gently usher her towards the door. “Ah aht Gran’ma. Everybody already handled. These just the plates for the stragglers. Go sit down, witcha hard headed self.” 

The shorter woman went, grumbling good naturedly. “Damn Chile, I’m going.”

You watched her go before going back ro making back up plates. After a while you  hear the door open and turn to see your uncle, his new wife, and their kids. 

“Girl whatchu doin’ up in this kitchen?” he said in place of greeting, spreading his arms to wrap you up in a hug. You squeeze back.

“Happy holidays, Unc. Had to banish your Momma. She thought I wudn’t gonna notice them ankles swelling.” You pick up the plates and hand them to your uncle and his wife so they can pass them to the kids, when you see a stranger come in behind them. 

“Y/n, this is my nephew, he came to spend the holiday with us.” 

You look at the pale man in the doorway. He was tall and lanky with a smattering of silver piercings o n his face. He seemed to have a perpetually smug look on his face. You eyed him as your uncle and his wife started talking to you.

He wore gray joggers and a long sleeve henley, under an edgy looking trench coat, covered in stitches, and black boots. He seemed to be eyeing you up and down, but you ignored it as you continued to pass out plates to your lil’ cousins.

“How ‘bout y’all go sit down, and I make our guest a plate?” Your uncle nods and ushers his family to the party.

You stand there, looking at the man in your kitchen. “You got a name, ya auntie failed to mention it?”

He chuckled as he stepped further into the kitchen, to lean against the opposite counter. “Touya, but my friends call me Dabi.” He smirked at you.

You raised a pierced eyebrow at him. “Like the house elf?”

He laughed, clearly hearing it enough. “ D a b i, Dabi.” 

“Cute.” 

You turned to the counter and as you did, you heard a muttered, “Damn”. You grabbed a paper plate and a serving spoon. “So whatchu want on this plate?” 

Dabi seemed to recover, “Give me whatever’s good. Haven’t ever had soul food before.” 

“Oh bet. Hunny I gotchu.” You start shoveling sweet potatoes, collared greens, and mac & cheese on his plate to start with.

“Mmmph I bet you do, Sweetheart.”

You snorted, shaking your head. Don’t do it, Y/n. We not bein’ messy this year. You pile honeyed ham and stuffing on his plate, followed by string beans, before turning around to hand him the plate. 

When you do, he’s suddenly closer, invading your space and taking the plate out of your hand. This close up you could smell him. His cologne made you inhale deeply. It was smokey and cold, like the night time air outside the house. 

You looked up into turquoise blue eyes, as Dabi smirked down at you. “Thanks for feeding me, Sweetheart.” He backed away and sat at the counter clearing out a place for himself before digging in. You watched him take a bite of sweet potatoes, laughed at the moan he let out. 

From that moment he started inhaling food and you started preparing the desserts.

Peach Cobbler

Sweet Potato Pie

Pumpkin Pie

Pound Cake 

Apple Pie

All set out on the parts of the counter allotted for them as you got smaller disposable plates ready. You turned back around to see Dabi all but licking his plate clean. 

“Damn, if this is how yall eat on y’all holidays I should come around more often.”His interest was quickly piqued by the array of desserts on the other counter and he was on his feet next to you.

“Someone has a sweet tooth. So what’ll it be then, Honey?”

Dabi looked down at you, Devil may care attitude radiating from his being. “You know...I’ve always been real partial to pie. What would you recommend?”

You bite your lip, loving the rough timber of his voice. “Well if you really want somethin’ good,” You leaned over the counter to grab the sweet potato pie. As you did, Dabi pressed up behind you. The heat that came from him was ridiculous.

You could feel the hard press of his dick, heavy on your ass. It twitched minutely and you had to bite your lip. Holding the pie firmly in hand you turned around and backed up just enough so your bottom halves were pressed together, but you were leaning back, eyeing him, with the pie between you.

“Can I help you, Hunny?” You looked up at him, eyebrow raised.

Dabi’s hands seemed to have made their way to your hips. “Oh I bet you could, Sweetheart.” He pressed your hips further into his, and you groaned low as, what you were sure was the fat head of his dick, twitched between your legs.

Heat licked up your spine as you felt yourself get wet. Turquoise eyes are looking at you, almost completely consumed in the dark of his pupil. Warm hands ran up your sides and feel on your curves, while you felt his dick continue to jump, pressed up against your pussy through your dress. “What you tryna do, Sweetheart?”

The low timber of his voice. The warmth of his body against yours. The cocky arrogant air around him. It was all so intoxicating.

Without a second thought you haphazardly set the pie down somewhere and grabbed his shirt. You took one last glance behind you, before you dragged him through the back door and gently closed it behind you.

Dragging him around to the back of the house, you fall back against the wall and Dabi follows like a man possessed.

He’s pressed against you tight, kissing up your neck as he grabs a handful of your ass and his other hand sneaks under your dress. His warm rough hand palm slides between your thighs and you swear as you feel fingers tease your clit through the wet fabric.

Dabi chuckles as slips into your panties and teases pale fingers along your slit. Shuddering, you slide your own hand to his clothed erection, palming it, before you slip it into his joggers.

You quickly find the fat leaking tip and grasp it gently, running a thumb over his fat tip, you kiss up his neck. You bite into pale skin as he thrusts into your fist in earnest.

I know I aint finna finish this y'all but I got this far

[thecuriousquest]

Master List Part Three

Updated 04/08/2024

***My request rules have been updated on 12/11/2023 and can be found here.

<Master List Part Two

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Key:

💙 = Platonic Yandere

💜 = SFW Yandere

🖤 = NSFW Yandere (I want to make a note that not all NSFW material mentions sex. Some of it is labeled NSFW because of heavy abuse, suicidal thoughts, graphic depictions of whipping or death, etc. Read at your own discretion)

💙🖤 = Platonic Yandere which includes NSFW material such as but not limited to: heavy abuse or abuse mentioned (whether brief of not), suicidal thoughts/tendencies, graphic depictions of whipping or death, etc. Read at your own discretion

🩶 = NSFW non sexual/non consensual spanking (EX: punishment spanking)

🩵 = NSFW platonic spanking

My Hero Academia

Tomura Shigaraki:

Yan!Naga Shiggy HCs 💜

Blurb 🖤

Shiggy Drug Dealer to Yandere HCs 🖤

Shouta Aizawa:

Bratty Girl 🩶

Spicy!Naga Shota 🖤

Kai Chisaki:

Maid Kink Drabble 🖤

Annoying Yan!Overhaul Tips 💜

Keigo Takami:

You Can’t Leave Me 💙

The Scent of Another Man 🖤

Destinations in Life 💙

Baby Bird 💙

Katsuki Bakugou:

Leaving Isn’t Easy 🖤

Daily Reminder 🖤

Blurb 💙

Apologizing 💜

Daily Reminder #2 🖤

Dabi:

Yan!Naga Dabi HCs 💜

What Are You Really Afraid of? 💙🖤

Oral Fixation 🖤

Daily Reminder (Touya-Nii) 🩵

Maybe 💜

Shoto Todoroki:

Thirsty Imagine - Shoto Todoroki 🖤

Stay Home, Imoto! 💙

Izuku Midoriya:

Yan!Dad Izuku Blurb 💙

KiriBaku:

Hunt and Chase 💜

EraserMic:

You Don’t Need to be a Hero 💜

Yan!EraserMic HCs 💙

Pregnant!Reader 💙

Shinzawa:

Learning Opportunity 🖤

TodoBakuDeku:

Everything has a Price 💜

Sub!Deku to Dom!Deku 🖤

BakuDeku:

Caught In Between 🖤

Twice:

Yan!Twice HCs 💜

Multiple Characters:

Faking Stockholm Syndrome (Bakugou and Keigo) 🖤

Yandere’s Favorite Kind of Toys - MHA Edition 🖤

MHA Spanking Pain 🩶/🩵

Fairy Tail

Rogue Cheney:

Boyfriend Material HCs 💜

Mystogan:

Asleep 🖤

Naruto Shippuden

Kakashi Hatake:

Horny Drabble 🖤

The Right to Have You 🖤

Kakashi’s Enemy 🖤

SasuNaru:

Learn Something New Every Day 🩶

Attack on Titan

Levi Ackerman:

First Time in the Underground 🖤

Instructions #1 🖤

Instructions #2 🖤

Fluffy Levi HCs 💜

Bunny 🖤

Maid Kink Drabble 🖤

Crushing 🖤

LEON…Whoops 🖤

The Effects of Alcohol 🖤

Missed Texts 🖤

Pregnancy and Punishment 💜

Pleasure Spot 🖤

EruRi:

Opinion 🖤

Demon Slayer

Muzan Kibutsuji:

Mafia Yan!Dad Muzan 💙

Demon Siblings 💙🖤

I’ll Get You There 🖤

Rose Thorn 🖤

Tengen Uzui:

Back to the Beginning 💜

Sanemi Shinazugawa:

The Wind Pillar’s Tsuguko 🖤

This Little Love of Mine 💜

Multiple Characters:

How the Hashiras Spank Their Darling 🖤

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo:

Yandere Dad Gojo HCs 🩵

My Daughter, My Little Girl 🩵

Thirsty Imagine - Satoru Gojo 🖤

Don’t Close Your Eyes 💙

Why, Gojo, Why? 💙

Ryomen Sukuna:

Daily Reminder #1 🖤

Horny Drabble 🖤

Daily Reminder #2 🖤

Sukuna Finds Your Vibrator 🖤

Nanami Kento:

Yan!Uncle Nanami 💙

Home Sweet Home 💙

Yuji Itadori:

Daily Reminder #1 🖤

Yan!Yuji One Shot 🖤

You’ll Learn, I Promise 🖤

Thirsty Imagine - Yuji-Nii 🖤

Yuji Spanks You (Blurb) 🩶

Choso Kamo:

Thirsty Imagine - Yan!Choso 🖤

Tiny Misbehaving Blurb 🩵

Megumi Fushiguro:

Horny Blurb - Megumi Fushiguro 🖤

Toji Fushiguro (Zenin):

Horny Blurb - Toji Fushiguro (Zenin) 🖤

Horny Blurb - Yan!Toji 🖤

Thirsty Imagine - Yan!Toji Fushiguro 🖤

Princess (Daddy Loves You Part One) 🖤

Dirt Bag (Daddy Loves You Part Two) 🖤

Suguru Geto:

Suguru Geto HCs 🖤

Don’t Fuss 💜

Toge Inumaki:

Drabble - Toge Inumaki 💜

SatoSugu:

Daily Reminder #1 💙

‘Tis the Fucking Season! 🖤

ItaFushi:

The Darling Shows Favoritism 🩶

SukuIta:

Yuji-Sukuna Horny Blurb 🖤

Multiple Characters:

Spanking for Running Away 🩶

Assassination Classroom

Karma Akabane:

Death by Chocolate 🖤

Black Clover

Julius Novacrono:

Tiny Punishment Blurb 💜

[doumadono]

SO SO SO SO PROUD OF YOU, MARCIANNA 🌹 I'd be delighted to order a cup of mango-vanilla ice-cream with maple syrup. I want my order to be served with post-war Dabi :3

A/N: thank you so much, my sweetie! I hope you'll enjoy this little blurb!

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In the quiet corridors of the hospital, you found yourself standing outside Touya's room once again. The sterile scent of the hospital was now too familiar, but it was the sight of him lying so still, connected to machines and monitors, that never failed to break your heart.

With a heavy sigh, you walked into the room. "Hey, Touya," you whispered as if he could reply, pulling a chair next to his bed. "Today was another tough day, just like all the others since you've been asleep," you said softly, gently touching his still hand.

It had become a habit to share your day with him, updating him on the mundane details of life and the state of the world.

You visited him every day, sitting by his bedside, holding his hand, and whispering words of comfort, even if he couldn't hear them. Some nights, when the nurses were occupied and the world seemed to stand still, you stayed by his side, watching over him as if willing him to wake up with the power of your love alone.

Tears streamed down your face as you traced the lines of his scarred face, yearning for the spark of life to return to his turquoise eyes. The pain of seeing him like this weighed heavily on your heart, but you refused to give up hope.

One evening, as the setting sun painted the sky in shades of orange and pink, something miraculous happened.

As you sat beside him, holding his hand and lost in thought as you frequently did, you noticed a faint movement. Touya was wiggling in the bed, his body trying to adjust, even though he was still intubated.

Your heart raced as you realized what was happening. Without wasting a moment, you sprinted out of the room to find the doctors and nurses, calling for their immediate attention. "He's awake, he's awake!" You screamed like a maniac.

When you returned into the room, medical professionals in tow, Touya's turquoise eyes were open, his gaze slightly unfocused but undeniably awake. As the doctors worked to remove the tube from his throat, your heart leapt in your chest as you looked down at Touya, and his gaze found yours. It was as if the universe had heard your prayers, bringing him back to you.

Once the tube was removed, it took him a moment to focus all of his senses on being awake again. "Y/N?" he rasped, his voice hoarse from the tube.

Your name. His first action was calling out your name.

Tears of relief streamed down your face as you took his hand, squeezing it gently. "I'm here, Touya. I'm here."

A nurse quickly intervened, checking his vitals and ensuring that he was stable. As the room buzzed with activity, you stayed close, unwilling to leave his side.

"Thank you," Touya whispered, his eyes locked onto yours. "For being here, for not giving up on me..."

You leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I told you I'd always be here, Touya. Always."

"I know how hard it was for you… I… Remember," he whispered, his words furrowing your brow.

"What do you mean?" you asked, tilting your head slightly.

"I heard your voice the whole time," he whispered, barely moving his lips. "But I couldn't respond. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't move or open my eyes. It felt like hell…"

"Shh, don't think about it now," you whispered, gently stroking his snow-white hair. "You need to rest, love. You've been through so much, your body needs to recover."

Touya tried to turn his head to see his body's condition, but you gently pushed his shoulder, urging him to lie back down. "Take it easy. You've had multiple surgeries, but don't worry. Your body is healing, and that's what matters."

He sighed heavily. "What happened with the war… with Shigaraki… Mom… the others?"

You blinked, surprised by his questions. "The war's over. The heroes won. All For One was defeated for good. Your mom and siblings are okay, they went home weeks ago. Midoriya saved Shigaraki. He's recovering in another hospital."

His lips twitched into a faint smile. "That's… good to hear…"

You gently stroked his shoulder. "This means you get a fresh start. Shoto told me what you said to him… that you didn't want to make it out of the battle alive." Your eyes filled with tears, and you began to cry uncontrollably, your body shaking with sobs. "But God's my witness, I would go through the hell itself for you if it meant saving you! I was so scared!" You let your emotions pour out, unable to hold them back any longer.

Touya watched you cry, his heart heavy. His hand shook slightly as he reached out to touch yours. "I'm sorry, Y/N," he whispered. "I'm genuinely glad to be back. All I thought about in the darkness was you and your beautiful, gentle eyes. I just wanted to see them one last time… And now I can."

You gently rubbed the top of his hand. "And you'll get to see them every day because there's no way you're getting rid of me, Todoroki Touya."

[irisintheafterglow]

One-Shots (1k+ words)

Bakugo Katsuki

I Know Places - escaping the cameras with your pro hero boyfriend

Rock and Roll, Buckaroo! - ghost hunting with the bakusquad

willow - revenge date against your ex goes awry, so guess who shows up instead

blood moonlit, must be counterfeit - a guy at a party has a really good dynamight costume, and you two get to talking about your favorite heroes.

...but I don't like a gold rush - you're dynamight's publicist and, by some joke by fate, you fell in love with him. you're pissed about it.

don't even know, i'm talkin' nonsense - on his way back from a patrol shift, your boss gets hit with a mystery quirk that affects his speech. you're the only one in the office who can help him.

can I say that? - you tell katsuki he's pretty. he doesn't know how to respond.

Takami Keigo

**I Can See You - meet cute? more like meet SEXY

Jump Then Fall - what happens when you try to outrun your boyfriend and the fastest hero in history?

**Maroon - he leaves a real fuckin' legacy over you

Aizawa Shota

Safe & Sound - healing him during the fight with shigaraki

Kirishima Eijiro

I Think He Knows - 7 minutes in heaven meets mutual pining

Blurbs/Drabbles

Bakugo Katsuki

Call It What You Want - wearing his initial on a chain around your neck

Lavender Haze - all they keep asking me is if I'm gonna be your bride

Karma - karma is my boyfriend, karma is a god

Any Man of Mine - katsuki is confused by 90s american country

Timeless - in those photos, i saw us instead

gym crush!bakugo

Todoroki Shoto

You're an Idiot - he keeps falling through your window with concerning amounts of blood

Takami Keigo

good chemistry - hawks with a chemist!reader

Imagines/HCs

Electric Touch - first date with pro hero chargebolt

The Very First Night - blind dating with katsuki, shoto, and izuku

Polish Up Real Nice! - selfcare with the boys

crown prince!touya todoroki

racer!bakugo showing off his favorites

bakugo takes you to prom

Series Masterlists

More Than It Seams - you're a hero costume tech working for one of the biggest fashion companies in quirk society, and the days until the most important fashion event of the year are dwindling fast. if you weren't stressed enough, a certain half-and-half hero keeps appearing with rips in his suit. (pro!shoto x reader, completed!)

The Joker and the Queen - in a season where you're determined to fly under the radar, newly-returned crown prince!touya todoroki has other ideas.

[andypantsx3]

this is not at all trying to pressure you, i know you already have so many great things planned for us, but would you ever consider another dabert fic? i know the todoroki boys hold a special place in your heart.

Omg yes I love himmmmm!! Gonna try and finish up at least merman Sho first and maybe start a Bakugou fic in the interim but I do have plans for a multichaptered Dabert!!!

If I may overshare, it's a spinoff of my demon Shouto drabble series, featuring demon prince Touya 😌😌😌. Here's my little WIP blurb I have for it in my fic ideas folder!!

hell is empty (and all the devils are here) : demon prince touya x reader

A bartender with a rough past and a predatory manager, your life is pretty complicated. And that’s before you accidentally make a blood pact with Todoroki Touya, the first prince of hell, and get dragged into a succession war even more complicated than you or the demon prince could have ever imagined.

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Best Friend! Dabi who’s the most infuriating creature on Earth, even as a an adult. Still pulls your hair when he passes by, still steals things out of your hands and holds them out of reach, ever the annoying bully he’s always been.

But now with his harassment comes the size of a man, tall and lanky, deceptively muscled. It’s not so easy for you to just push him over anymore, not easy to smack him and get a reaction.

So when he takes to spreading his thighs wide on the couch specifically after rough missions, so there’s no room for you, grinning smugly up at you, you just act like he’s not there.

You sink into his lap, and his hands fly forward to grip your waist harshly, not pulling you closer but not pushing you off either.

You’re both bloody and battered but his eyes widen in shock, mouth parted as he stares at you like he’s never actually seen you before.

After that, the bullying takes on a whole new form.

[missmeinyourbones]

TO LOVE IS TO COMPROMISE (TOUYA X READER) (WC: 1.1k)

part 3 of the series: to love is to...

“It is a kind of love, is it not?

How the cup holds the tea,

How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare”

- The Patience of Ordinary Things, Pat Schneider

Touya is beginning to think that life isn’t made up of the ground crumbling moments—the ones that leave him writhing and thrashing in the middle of the night. The ones that suffocate him to think about, leaving his chest wrung out like a damp towel. 

He thinks it’s more so the small moments, the ones that leave him breathless with their confidentiality and closeness, that mean more to him than whatever horrors happened in the past. 

Living with you comes with a lot of normalcy—tiny, intimate moments that are easy to over look. Things you don’t really think about when imaging a future with someone. Taking turns washing and drying dishes, remembering to turn the lights off when leaving the house, bickering over what to watch on television.

Touya can’t remember the last time he watched an episode of television. A part of him feels like he shouldn’t be sitting parallel to you on your worn-down sofa, allowing himself something as silly and sweet as indulging in a false reality for thirty minutes plus commercial breaks.

“What do you wanna watch?” you call to him as you settle down on the opposite end of the tiny futon. You mindlessly pick away at the loose strings from the seams of the armrest, like a cat shredding curtains or a blanket. 

Touya’s head is thrown back onto the headboard of the couch. He makes no move to let his eyes stray from the ceiling—maybe he’s counting the groves in the spackle as punishment. To atone for his sins with boredom, denying himself the pleasure of a casual intimacy.

He drawls, tone blasé, “Don’t care, just put somethin’ on.” 

Paying his disinterested comment no mind, you channel surf for a bit, passing countless amounts of thirty minute segments. Some reality show following teenage pregnancy, a dating competition consisting of contestants with funny accents, a sit-com of a hectic family with an unbelievable amount of children.

Eventually, you land on some re-run of a game show, one with fill in the blank letters and contestants asking to buy vowels.

It takes Touya about three seconds to register the sound of the buzzer and the nasally voice of the show’s host for his head to be jolting upwards.

“Not that.”

You snort at his quick response, impressed with how quickly his nonchalant attitude seemed to change with a simple show.

“But you said—”

“Gimme that,” he grumbles, snatching the remote from your hands with a quick swipe of his arm. 

He doesn't spare a glance at your disgruntled reaction, far too focused on getting the brightly colored gameshow set off of the television screen. He simply ignores you, continuing to scan the television guide and surf the channels for something more his taste. 

“Mean,” he hears you mumble out from behind your pout before further sulking into the couch cushion, arms crossed and brow furrowed. He knows that your feelings aren’t actually hurt, that it’s merely a faux statement of mild irritation, but he still tsks as he crawls his way over to you. 

“Only for you,” he teases as he plants himself over your lap, his head resting on your chest as his legs sprawl out over the rest of the sofa. You naturally open your arms for him, letting him get comfortable in your hold as the two of you settle into the newfound position. 

Touya eventually decides on some silly horror movie from the 80′s, one where the protagonist is babysitting and the killer somehow knows her whereabouts at all times. The shitty acting and choppy cinematography makes you laugh underneath your breath a few times, but manages to do an alright job of keeping your attention.

Your fingers find themselves mindlessly running through the white tuffs of Touya’s hair. It’s a lot softer now, without all of the shitty dark box-dye—it smells a lot nicer too, now that he washes it regularly and uses your (rather expensive) lavender shampoo. 

Time passes between your intertwined limbs and head rubs. More than half of the movie is over when you’re brought back to reality with a strong urge to stretch your legs out. 

With a quick glance over of the screen, you gather that movie must be nearing its end, based on the high pitched violins increasing and the protagonist’s monologue going on for over a minute now. 

Touya had closed his eyes a long time ago—around twenty minutes into the film being turned on—as he laid on top of you with evened breaths and fluttering eyelids. 

You knew he was asleep, and you wanted to let him rest—it was rare for him to sleep through the night these days. You wanted him to relax in your hold, to know that it’s okay that he lounges, that he takes care of himself. 

You sigh, finally bored with the movie as you quietly pick up the remote control that sits between Touya and the edge of the couch. You cruise through a few channels before landing on some children’s baking show. Entertained by the change of pace, you watch their tiny hands mix batter and roll out fondant for about thirty seconds before you feel a gritty complaint vibrate from your chest.

“I was watchin’ that,” Touya growls from where his head rests, voice far too rough with exhaustion for someone who was supposedly awake and following along with the plot of a film. 

“With your eyes closed?” you entertain his childish quip, hands returning to his hair. 

He moans out a gruff mhm, before grabbing the remote from where it balances on your leg and putting the movie back on—all without as much as lifting his head from the warmth of your torso. 

You remove your hand from his hair to flick his forehead with a rough snap.

“You’re annoying,” you grumpily conclude. 

“You like me that way,” he’s quick to return, grabbing the hand that just flicked him and pressing a gentle sloppy peck to the heel of your palm. 

“Guess I do,” you grumble back, feeling Touya chuckle at your measly defeat.

There has to be maybe ten minutes left of the film now, as the killer had presumably died in the final battle, but alas, the police report that no body was found. 

You feel Touya’s sighs start to become deeper again, more relaxed as the film wraps up. You scoff and readjust yourself to look down at him—eyes closed once more with a slight smirk spread across his face. 

“Next time,” you pat his shoulder, rubbing a few circles on the calloused skin as you continue, “I get to pick the movie and fall asleep on you.”

Your boyfriend’s response pleasantly surprises you. 

“Deal.”

[luvindrr]

touya todoroki

Touya makes you breakfast in bed fluff, gn!reader, 339 words

[heich0e]

Scoureddddd all of tumblr for ur touya and natsuo blurb with drugged reader. Its playing hide and seek

part 1 + part 2 + part 3

my dawg they were all tagged?? i'm guilty of many tagging crimes but these ones were innocent

[love-fictional-ppl]

MHA Masterlist

*=smut, !=angst, #=fluff, (16+)= not exactly smut but not appropriate for under 16

Class 1-A

[Izuku Midoriya||Deku]

[Katsuki Bakugou||Lord Explosion Murder||Ground Zero||Dynamight]

[Oneshots]

!#Birds of a feather

[Blurbs]

#Pro-hero!Bakugou who needs you as his house wife(16+) X

[Headcanons]

#Stoner!bakusquad ft. Denki, Kirishima, Sero & Mina(16+) X

[Shoto Todoroki]

[Eijiro Kirishima||Red Riot]

[Headcanons]

#Stoner!Bakusquad ft. Bakugou, Denki, Sero & Mina(16+) X

[Denki Kaminari||Chargebolt]

[Blurbs]

#Bsf!Denki(16+)

[Headcanons]

#Stoner!Bakusquad ft. Bakugou, Kirishima, Sero & Mina(16+) X

[Tenya Iida||Ingenium]

[Hanta Sero||Cellophane]

[Headcanons]

#Stoner!Bakusquad ft. Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki & Mina(16+) X

[Hitoshi Shinso||Mindjack]

[Headcanons]

#Stoner!Bakusquad Pt. 2 ft. Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, & Mina(16+)

[Ochako Uraraka||Uravity]

[Momo yaoyorozu||Creati]

[Mina Ashido||Alien Queen||Pinky]

[Headcanons]

#Stoner!Bakusquad ft. Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki & Sero(16+) X

[Kyoka Jiro||Earphone Jack]

[Tsuyu Asui||Froppy]

The Big Three

[Mirio Togata||Lemillion]

[Tamaki Amajiki||Suneater]

[Nejire Hado||Nejire Chan]

Pro Heroes

[Yagi Toshinori||All Might]

[Enji Todoroki||Endeavor]

[Takami Keigo||Hawks]

[Shouta Aizawa||Eraserhead]

[Yamada Hizashi||Present Mic]

[Kan Sekijiro||Vlad King]

[Taishiro Toyomitsu||Fat Gum]

[Nemuri Kayama||Midnight]

[Rumi Usagiyama||Mirko]

[Ryuko Tatsuma||Ryukyu]

[Yu Takeyama||Mt. Lady]

Villains

[Tomura Shigaraki||Tenko Shimura||Tenko]

[Touya Todoroki||Dabi]

[Blurbs]

#Random Dabi blurb

[Jin Bubaigawara||Twice]

[Atsuhiro Sako||Mr. Compress]

[Kai Chisaki||Overhaul]

[Himiko Toga]

[mysicklove-main]

BHNA OLD Master List

Katsuki Bakugou

AO3 Fics:

Your New Pack 85.6K (ongoing)

Summary: After your parents pass, you and your Hawk hybrid Keigo inherit a mansion and five million dollars. So, of course you fufill your dream and adopt a bunch of hybrids. What could go wrong with an overprotective Hawk, a skittish Bunny, an obsessive Panther, an over affectionate Dog, and a near-feral Wolf in one house? Let's hope you can keep up.

Fics:

The Ups and Downs of "Trading" with a Human 5.2k

Summary: You meet a merman one day and find yourself with your very own trading companion. You exchange gifts of the land and sea. The two of you were fine until Katsuki says he wants more from you.

Blurbs:

( 1 )

Izuku Midoriya

AO3 Fics:

Your New Pack 85.6K (ongoing)

Summary: After your parents pass, you and your Hawk hybrid Keigo inherit a mansion and five million dollars. So, of course you fufill your dream and adopt a bunch of hybrids. What could go wrong with an overprotective Hawk, a skittish Bunny, an obsessive Panther, an over affectionate Dog, and a near-feral Wolf in one house? Let's hope you can keep up.

Headcanons:

Bunny! Izuku

Shoto Todoroki

AO3 Fics:

Your New Pack 85.6K (ongoing)

Summary: After your parents pass, you and your Hawk hybrid Keigo inherit a mansion and five million dollars. So, of course you fufill your dream and adopt a bunch of hybrids. What could go wrong with an overprotective Hawk, a skittish Bunny, an obsessive Panther, an over affectionate Dog, and a near-feral Wolf in one house? Let's hope you can keep up.

Headcanons:

Pining! Shoto

Blurbs:

( 1 )

Eijiro Kirishima

AO3 Fics:

Your New Pack 85.6K (ongoing)

Summary: After your parents pass, you and your Hawk hybrid Keigo inherit a mansion and five million dollars. So, of course you fufill your dream and adopt a bunch of hybrids. What could go wrong with an overprotective Hawk, a skittish Bunny, an obsessive Panther, an over affectionate Dog, and a near-feral Wolf in one house? Let's hope you can keep up.

Blurbs:

( 1 )

Denki Kaminari

Blurbs:

(1)

Takami Amajiki

Shinsou Hitoshi

Takami Keigo (Hawks)

Fics:

Learning to Fly 1.5k

Summary: Keigo has the bright idea to convince his son to jump off a balcony. You dont react too well.

AO3 Fics:

Your New Pack 85.6K (ongoing)

Summary: After your parents pass, you and your Hawk hybrid Keigo inherit a mansion and five million dollars. So, of course you fufill your dream and adopt a bunch of hybrids. What could go wrong with an overprotective Hawk, a skittish Bunny, an obsessive Panther, an over affectionate Dog, and a near-feral Wolf in one house? Let's hope you can keep up.

Touya Todoroki (Dabi)

Fics:

My Pretty Little Nurse 3.9k

Summary: The villain patient that can't seem to get out of poor Y/Ns head.

Tomura Shigaraki

[sarah-dipitous]

Do you ever think Touya looked up any records of his death? Like before fully becoming Dabi, went to a library, hopped on a computer to read his own obituary? See if there were any news articles, even a blurb, about the number two hero’s son tragically dying? Scoured for anything his dad might have said? Anything that said that he was loved? But for so many reasons: the family still very much in grieving, the Todorokis being very private (not counting the occasional trauma dump), and Endeavor’s whole demeanor, especially after, he found nothing?