Big Brother Warned Him About Blond Boys But Shouto Didn't Listen 😩

What’s better than one Dabi? two Dabis! Double trouble hehehehe

haha totally cool abt keigo telling you to shut up and dabi is there it would be crazy to make it a lil one shot (pleading)

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how did you get in this situation? when your boyfriend had asked you for assitance earlier, you thought you'd just be sitting in while he had some random hero in the room for questioning. he knew you didn't do all the violence stuff, you weren't for it-- so you opted for mind games. was that what he wanted your help with?

that was not the case, apparently. and no, dabi didn't tell you he had the number two hero in japan in the interrogation room either. was it part of the plan? it's likely dabi won't ever confirm it.

so how did you get to this point, bouncing on hawks' cock like it was you who had something to prove?

if you had to be honest, hawks was too sweet. too gentle. his hands that held your hips were too kind, holding you as if you were made of glass and would break if he slammed into you any harder. his lips tasted like honey and his moans were just a tad too quiet.

a stark contrast to your boyfriend.

dabi was rough, dabi was mean. he knew how to manhandle you in all the right ways, hit the right spots that made your toes curl-- dabi knew how to make you scream and subsequently cream as well.

you could feel dabi's eyes on you, but he wasn't watching you so to say. his harsh gaze was locked on the blonde underneath you, a snide chuckle leaving his lips as he leans onto the table with spread palms. the corner of his mouth is lifted with a hint of a smirk.

“are ya’ even tryin’ there, hawks?”

your movements slow, filling the odd and tense silence with slick and lewd noises every time you drop yourself back down on hawks' lap. the blonde's hands then tighten around your waist and when your head tilts back forward, you find a rosy little tint along his cheeks.

"baby," your voice drips like syrup as it travels across the room. your head tilts back to catch dabi's gaze and the slight smirk on his lips stretch wider when he sees your bottom lip jut out. he's a sucker for that petname and pout-- but he'll be damned if he showed that in front of hawks. "give him a break. he's never had pussy like this before."

the filth in your words only make hawks flush more. is this why dabi always looks like he's in a good mood when he comes to the hideout? because he has some sweet looking angel that sucks the soul out of his dick? it must be why. you look so innocent-- big wet eyes and plump lips and a body that's going to leave his head (literally and figuratively) spent for days.

"he's supposed to be proving his worth, pretty girl," dabi's cooing, moving closer. he stops just off to the side, weaving a hand into your hair and tugging gently-- hawks was surprised to see him act so docile. dabi tilts your head back and tugs you gently to slot his lips to yours and it only throws hawks for a loop when you start to grind down harder on top of him.

"c'mon, birdie," dabi murmurs against your lips; his free hand rests casually on the table beside him while the other is wrapped in your hair. "stop being such a hero. this girl likes it when it's mean."

to punctuate his words, dabi slips a hand between the two of you, rough fingertips tapping against your sensitive clit in a way that makes you jump and jolt. of course, dabi's talking to your pussy. hawks thinks he's talking to you-- something tightens in his chest when he feels you clench and drip more along his cock.

hawks' hip rut upwards, his first move he's made unprompted; and he's rewarded with an approving moan that slips from your mouth. heat burns in his gut when you clench tighter around him-- he doesn't need to look over to know dabi's finally has a look of approval etched onto his features. he repeats the action, receiving another moan; so he continues.

mewl after mewl, you're so noisy; hawks thinks to himself. divine, you sound absolutely divine-- but you're so loud. he can't hear himself think over the lewd and obscene noises coming out of your mouth. his hips snap upward harder, rougher; attempting in vain to shut you up by leaving you speechless.

it doesn't work. why would it? you expect and love this kind of treatment from dabi, so why would you be quiet when hawks is finally doing all the right things? you can feel him bullying against your cervix and if it were any other situation, the blissed out smile you're wearing would've been the hottest thing in the world to send him over the edge.

hawks' hand darts upward, wrapping around your throat and he squeezes. he doesn't know where he found it in himself to do so, but it silences your moans but not the filthy slick noises coming from where the two of you are connected. of course you would gush more on his dick from this. of course.

"god," hawks seems to growl out, his breathing is labored as he keeps a hand steady on your waist as he continues to slam into you. "shut up, you're so fuckin' loud."

he's returned with a choked gasp on your end and a curious, piqued eyebrow from dabi. the flame user doesn't say anything, though his hand is tight in your hair and his lips are against the shell of your ear. "you like this, don't you pretty?" he rasps, his eyes are trained on hawks like a guard dog. if you give him the word, the winged hero would get a punishment fitting for inflicting anything other than pleasure.

your body shudders, and you attempt to hum-- something that lets him know you're alright. dabi might be brash and unkind sometimes, but he does care. and now that you've given the greenlight, the doors are now wide open.

with a quick peck to your temple, dabi straightens and then relaxes back against the table. "c'mon feathers," he taunts, a derisive looking smirk now stretching the skin around his staples, "you can give her more, can't you? 's gonna take more than that to get her to cum."

hawks swallows and his dick throbs, snug inside of you. he prays to whatever supreme being that none of this encounter gets repeated in daylight, and he takes dabi's challenge.

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Baepsae

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Dabi x fem!reader x Hawks

Rating: M

Summary: “A parrotbill that tries to walk like a stork will break its legs” (뱁새가 황새를 따라가면 다리가 찢어진다). A proverb that has withstood time and upheld society. In the age of quirks, not much has changed, however, the way society functions has shifted—evolved as the human race did—but human beings will always be simply that: human. When you find yourself in less-than-fortunate circumstances, learning to cope and evolve is all you can do. Perhaps you’ll learn to find strength in others. Perhaps love and compassion are all you need to make those shifts. After all, if you aren’t born with a silver spoon, you might as well steal it.

WARNING!

This fic is canon-compliant which means it will contain canon violence, themes, and events. It also contains: themes of manipulation and kidnapping; heavy drug use and side effects including substance abuse, addiction, and withdrawal; emotional and psychological abuse; quirk and quirkless discrimination; forced quirk use; and accidental pregnancy later on. This fic contains smut and is only intended for a mature audience.

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A parrotbill that tries to walk like a stork will break its legs

Alone

Sae

They say don't ever meet your heroes

Unlikely Friendship

The Interview

What does it even mean to fit in

Save my soul I swear I may never die

The Magician

The pieces

Why are children always caught in the crossfire?

The Kamino Incident

Of the puzzle

Why do we sleep where we want to hide?

Game Plan

Everything is always worse than what you could imagine

Kind Hands

Maybe we won't grow old and maybe then we'll never die

The Most Beautiful Horizon

An Unfamiliar Home

Dabi

Lowlife Princess

Politicians always play dirty

What a sensational fucking experience

Inside the Enemy

Asuka

You have to eat me as I am

Baepsae

The killing of the wren

Hourglass

Memento Mori

Ancient dreams in a modern land

I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king

Sweetness comes after bitterness

Give me your hand, save me save me

I like your blood on my teeth just a little too much

Ma Seour

The Butterfly Effect (pt 1) (pt 2)

We are Baepsae

Country roads take me home to the place I belong

Stories of Baepsae m.list

moving the couch to Tomura's room

playing games with Tomura

Hwangsae

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Dabi (Todoroki Touya) x fem!reader x Hawks

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Rating: M

Summary: Pleasure is supposed to follow pain (고진감래). When guilt and grief lurk in the shadows, all you can do is cope with the pain as you navigate your new life following the war. It’s hard enough to deal with your conflicting emotions, but life continues to throw curveballs at you. It takes a great amount of strength to keep moving forward, but how much pain should one endure to reach that sweetness?

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This fic is not suitable for minors. It contains sexual relationships, accidental pregnancy, substance abuse, withdrawal, and addiction. This is a sequel fic.

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The rest is just confetti

A generation soaked in grief, we’re drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth

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please please PLEASEE let me yap about keigos hand placement for a minute!!!!

oh this man is experienced; he knows what he's doing. from placing his hand on your neck to kiss you to holding your waist tightly against him as you sleep, this man does it all. he just loves touching your body, and maybe that's why sometimes a simple hand on your thigh while he's driving leads to you two pulling over at a rest stop...

These bitches fuckin gay to me

The Trade Part 4 - A Dabi x Reader Zombie AU

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Smut. 18+. Mentions of attempted rape. Final part!!!

Touya’s grip on your hand was almost crushing as he pulled you into both a figurative and literal storm. Thunder cracked above your heads as the rain became heavier, dousing both of you. Rotting arms reached for you, cold and clammy hands grasping at your shoulders and thighs. Even being right next to him, you could barely hear Touya’s angry yells as he swung his bat one-handed, completely lopping the head off one particularly decomposed zombie and smashing the skull of another. 

You remembered something Toga had taught you: if it starts raining, run! Rain, and especially thunderstorms, could be loud and make it harder for you to detect threats, plus it reduced visibility. These were both issues you and Touya were dealing with as you battled your way back to the van. 

A zombie’s hand grabbed your arm, and you broke free, using your knife to stab it through the ear. The best you could do was watch Touya’s back and make sure nothing attacked him while he was mowing down the corpses in front of him. You swiped the blade in an arc, slicing through several faces but killing nothing. A hunting knife really wasn’t a great weapon for crowd control. 

Finally, Touya’s efforts opened up a big enough gap between the zombies for the two of you to run through, your hand still in his vice like grip. 

The woods were chaotic. Shadows everywhere, many of them moving, the sky growing darker by the second, lightning flashing, and the rain pouring as if from a bucket. It was hard to find the van even though you remembered exactly where it had been parked. 

But you did find it, and curiously, there were no zombies around it. So what had disturbed the cans and alerted you? There was no time to think about it. You and Touya climbed inside and he started the engine just as the first of your zombie pursuers appeared behind you. Touya drove out of the woods and onto the road, then sped ahead so fast that no zombies could ever hope to follow. 

Several miles later, he pulled back into the woods and parked. Being on the road for very long was dangerous, and Touya had told you two days ago that he was low on fuel. So the two of you sat in the van, watching the rain beat the windshield. 

Thunder rumbled loudly, making you jump. Touya looked over at you and said, “The storm is making too much noise for the zombies to follow our sounds.”

“That’s comforting,” you said, rubbing your arms to try to warm them up. You were soaked to the bone. Your thin, flimsy white shirt was basically see-through at this point, and you couldn’t help noticing Touya’s eyes shifting to your chest. 

“We need to warm up,” he said, shutting off the van’s engine and opening the door. “Let’s get in the back.”

You climbed out of the front seat, remembering that he had sleeping bags and blankets back there. But when you met him at the back of the van, you found him stripping off his wet clothes in the rain. 

“Can’t get warm like that,” he told you, gesturing toward your clothes. 

He was right. You blushed a little as you pulled off your own wet clothing, leaving only your damp panties, then hurried to climb into the back of the van with him. 

He was fully nude, water dripping down his body as he rummaged through boxes. He pulled out a nylon duffel bag and dropped it on the floor, then tossed you a towel and dried himself off. 

“What’s in the bag?” you asked, blotting your hair with the towel. 

He unzipped the bag and pulled something out that was rolled up. It only took you a moment to realize it was an air mattress. He hooked an automatic pump to one end and pressed a button, then watched as it inflated and subsequently filled up almost the entirety of the empty space in the back of the van. It was flocked on top, and looked very soft. 

“Sorry, I only have one,” Touya said, pulling out a blanket. “Not that there would be room for another one.”

You looked from him to the air mattress then back again. “You wanna go to sleep?”

He gave you a flat look. “No, I wanna warm up. Figured we could share body heat.”

“Oh,” you said. It made sense. You were in the first days of autumn and the air was getting a chill to it. Your own body was shivering. But cuddling up with Touya in a bed while you were both naked? It seemed awfully intimate, even if it was in the back of his van. 

You watched him crawl onto the mattress and spread the blanket over himself. Then he held up one side of it and said, “Come on.”

It didn’t take you long to decide. You got onto the mattress and scooted over until you were under the blanket with Touya. His body was warm against yours, despite being wet and cold just a few minutes before. Did he really need to warm up? Or had he just noticed that you were shivering? Despite your bodies being pressed together, Touya’s hands never touched you. He probably didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. 

Your mind was racing. What exactly was your relationship? You’d done several sexual acts with him, and were now traveling with him. He occasionally made flirty or suggestive comments but never touched you without a trade taking place. And there had been no trades at all since he’d asked you to stay with him. He shared his supplies freely now. 

Did that mean there would never be another trade? Were the two of you in a relationship now? You weren’t sure, but you knew one thing: you wanted to touch him and be touched by him again, regardless of any trade. 

You rolled over on the air mattress, turning to face him. He was on his side, facing you. His beautiful eyes were staring into yours. Neither of you spoke or moved. Then, slowly, you reached one cool hand up to touch his face, where scars met healthy skin. He leaned into your touch and then wrapped one arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him. 

Touya kissed your neck, then moved down to your shoulder, his hand sliding down your back and tugging at the waistband of your panties. You let him pull them down, and you kicked them off your ankles. Then his hand was between your thighs, his middle finger stroking your clit. All the while, you were face to face. His eyes never left yours, as if he wanted to watch every little expression you made as he pleasured you. 

You could feel his erection pressing against your abdomen, and all you could think was that you wanted it inside you. Your eyes slid closed as he withdrew his hand, and you let him gently roll you onto your back. Then he was on top of you, his face flushed, his eyes watching yours for any sign that you wanted him to stop. You leaned up and kissed his lips, making your own desires clear. 

He shoved the blanket aside and rose up onto his knees, straddling you. Then he bent down and positioned himself at your wet entrance. He shoved all the way in, making you wince and close your eyes. When he pulled back out, he looked down where your bodies met with surprise, then his eyes flew back to your face. 

“Are you…?”

You nodded, knowing what he wanted to ask. You were embarrassed, but he didn’t say anything else. He just eased himself back in, more slowly and gently this time. You exhaled a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding, looking up at him and into those eyes. He began pumping in and out of you, carefully, and very gradually moved deeper and faster. 

His face hovered over yours, and he leaned down to speak right into your ear. “Are you okay?”

“Yes!” Your voice came out a little louder than you intended, and sounded a bit like a moan. 

Touya smiled warmly at you, then kissed you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. He was using one hand to brace himself while the other moved from the side of your face to your neck, his thumb rubbing your throat. 

His thrusts became deeper, but still slow and deliberate, as if he were savoring the feel of you around him. He was beginning to hit a spot within you that made your toes curl. Your hands moved to his shoulders, one of them gripping scarred flesh and marveling at how it felt beneath your fingertips. Did it hurt him? He didn’t say, but he groaned in pleasure as he plunged into you. 

Outside, in the distance, thunder rumbled through the sky. You were vaguely aware that the storm was passing over, even as the rain slowed to a gentle thrumming upon the roof of the van. 

Finally you felt delicious pleasure race through your body like lightning. This was so much more intense than the other times you came in his presence. You were moaning loudly, crying out his name as you clenched tightly around him. He was breathing hard, his own voice making sweet wordless sounds, and you could feel him twitching. 

He suddenly pulled out, and hot cum spurted across your stomach. He looked down at it, panting. “Sorry,” he mumbled, “I forgot to put a condom on.”

You shook your head. “It’s fine. It all happened pretty suddenly.”

He sat there above you, on his knees, for a minute while you both caught your breaths. Then he stood up and found a towel to clean up the mess he’d left on you. 

You understood why he pulled out. Risking pregnancy in this world was something two people would have to thoroughly discuss beforehand, and you certainly weren’t ready for that discussion. But you kind of wished you could have felt him cum inside you. 

Ah well, maybe you could find something to help with that later. 

Regardless, you felt exhausted but satisfied. Blissful even. Touya was grinning at you as he pulled some clothes on and tossed you yours. 

Once you were both dressed, he stepped over to the door. “I think the rain has stopped. I’m gonna check the situation, make sure no zombies managed to follow us.”

You walked over as well. “I’ll go with you.” If there were any zombies, you didn’t like the idea of him going alone, even though you knew he could take care of himself. Both of you were pretty tired after the run through the zombie herd and then the workout you just had in the van. 

He opened the door and you both listened. Hearing none of the telltale signs of zombies, you jumped out first and walked around the side of the van, toward the front seat. 

And you froze dead in your tracks. 

Standing there beside the van were the two men who’d tied you up, each of them holding their rifles up, pointed at you. 

“Hey, what are you two doing here?” You said it loudly, hoping Touya would hear you and know something was up before he came around to this side of the van. Apparently he did, because he hadn’t appeared yet. 

“We have business with you, girlie,” one of them said. You noticed that the one who didn’t speak was pale, his gun unsteady in his hands. Your eyes moved down, and you saw that one pant leg was cut off. The exposed calf was covered in red, angry burn wounds, some of them leaking puss. You had no medical knowledge whatsoever and even you could tell the wounds were badly infected. 

“Look what you did to my brother, cunt!” The man’s voice was near hysterical as he gestured toward the other man’s leg. “You set him on fucking fire! When we try to bandage it, it rips off the skin when we try to take it off!

“It’s infected,” you say, unable to take your eyes off the leg. 

“No shit, Sherlock! We’re gonna have to chop it off! But he insisted we track you down and kill you first, while he can still walk.”

You looked at the wounded man’s face. He looked dazed, like he was barely conscious. There was a sheen of sweat on his pallid features. You didn’t say it, but to you it looked like they had already waited too late to cut off the leg. You almost felt sorry for them, but then you remembered the grotesque glee in their voices when they’d talked about their plans to rape you, and all pity evaporated. 

“So the zombies in the woods…” you started.

“Yeah, that was us. Lured in a nice little herd for you. Had to when we realized you were traveling with him,” the man said, then paused. “Wait, where’s your boyfriend?”

“He went to the river to get water,” you lied. “But when he comes back, he’ll kill you both.”

The man laughed even as he scanned the area. “He probably will. He’s got a reputation you know. Everyone knows not to mess with the scarred man in the van. But I think we can kill you and be gone before he comes back.”

The wounded man just stood there, his gun drooping toward the ground. He probably didn’t even know where he was. The other man leveled his rifle at you. “Shame we don’t have time for some fun first, but we’re in a hurry.”

Just as his finger began to pull the trigger, Touya suddenly leapt down from the top of the van, bat in hand. He swung with such fury that the rifle was knocked out of the man’s hands before he could fire, and his hands were utterly smashed. The man screamed out in pain and fell to the ground. 

The wounded man’s eyes snapped wide open, as if he suddenly realized what was going on. He tried to lift the rifle up, to point it at Touya, but you ran over and kicked his injured leg. He dropped immediately, screaming in agony and holding his leg, the rifle falling uselessly to the ground. You kicked it farther away from him and looked over at Touya. 

He was standing over the other man, holding his bat in both hands. “I think we’ve got time for a lot of fun,” Touya said with a maniacal grin. Then he swung the bat down on the man’s crotch. You heard a crunching sound followed by screams, and you had to look away. You heard several more hits, and finally the screaming stopped. 

All that remained was the wounded brother. You looked down at him and realized he wasn’t moving anymore. His eyes stared up at nothing. The infection must have killed him. 

“You okay?” Touya asked, walking over to you. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for the save.”

The sound of broken groans drifted from the trees. All the screaming and commotion must have tipped the zombie herd off to your location. You and Touya hurried back into the front of the van and drove out of the woods. 

Once on the road, he spoke up. “The woods are too dangerous now. Way too many zombies. We should think about another place to go after we grab some gas.”

You noticed he said “we” and smiled. He was apparently including you in whatever plans he had. You nodded and asked, “Got any ideas?”

He ran a hand through his hair as he drove. “I got one, but I’m not sure you’ll like it. I know you don’t like groups.”

“You know a group?”

He shrugged. “I never met them in person, but we were online friends. We agreed to meet up when all this shit started but I didn’t go. Thought I could make it alone. Now I’m not so sure.”

You gaped at him. Could it be? It had to be. You hesitated, then asked a very important question. “Are you… Dabi?”

Touya almost swerved the van in his shock. His eyes darted between you and the road. “Where did you hear that name?”

You grinned. “That’s a long story. The short version is I heard it from Toga.”

“You know Toga? Okay, you’re gonna have to spill this story.”

You laughed and then began recounting how you’d met Toga and the others, how you’d liked the group and sometimes regretted leaving them. 

Touya listened intently, then he asked, “Wanna go back to them?”

“Sure,” you said with a smile, “as long as you go with me.”

He smiled back. “Anywhere. Always.”

The dark storm clouds had passed over, leaving a beautiful autumn sky overhead as the two of you drove down the highway. 

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Literally mentally unstable drama.

Okay so there's this guy same age as me let's just call him T. Yeah, so T used to be my first and last male best friend. I was really depressed and emo in school with no friends because i never fit in and used to cry a lot and get yelled at and T is my only friend during my not-peak-phase life. So, many time after, he told me he likes me but i don't like him and he doesn't exactly show any weird behavior or signs of it and i still stuck being his friend despite him liking me and many classrooms shipping me with him, i was very uncomfortable by that.

Soon, he told me he has to moved away and i gave and introduced him my and to discord after that we talk a little in discord and all, i introduced him to a server called Leafy.gg with members that are quite offensive (normal discord members)

i have really good reputation in that server being an active member but then T, he leaked my real life name, my face, my school to them. not sure as a joke or something but he just said to them that this is my name and then quickly, Leafy.gg members mocked me with my name jokingly but i was really sad and mad that T leaked my information. He didn't say sorry or whatever. i told him to stop and after that incident, i told Leafy.gg members that i'm quitting discord. of course, i had no friends that time and T just ruined my relationship with everyone.

after like 2 years, Leafy.g server went very dead and not active that makes me think that i was the reason most of them are active plus i saw that a lot of active members' account was deleted. I texted T again and i still remembered everything that happened and with no apology or nothing, he just said he missed me and all but after that, i just ghosted them. he keeps on texting me and i keeps on ghosting.

suddenly, he gave me his phone number which i don't have, i decided to not contacted him instead i gave his phone number to my friends in a new server named Bocchism, a server full of Bocchi the Rock fans, i was one. Basically, we just talked to him for fun and Bageto tried to fake being me,

My friends, Bageto, texted him and stuffs went out. he has phone numbers with my school friends even after he moved away, keep this in mind, he told Bageto and Weif, my other friend who helped contacting him, my information again but it's fine because Bageto and Weif didn't leak that information to the whole server.

anyways, we invited him to Bocchism for fun and i text him on discord again, i told him to say he's sorry and he said nope. NOPE? anyways, he then started attacking me by threatening that he will call the police when it's technically all of his fault. then he told me he already send it to his lawyer and his dad's friend who is a royal police or whatever and i was literally cringing by how fake that is. and soon, he send a picture of him with a glass of water and a fuck finger saying it's vodka LMFAO anyways, i told him he was underage and THAT IS NOT VODKA. he told me "just do whatever you want" and I told him "yeah i wanna eat fuck up" and BOOM, by the way, forgot to add this, first thing that he said to me, technically not me because it was bageto who is faking to be me, was that HE MISSED ME and HE WANTS TO DATE? SERIOUSLY AFTER ALL OF THIS, he don't say he's sorry and he just said he want to date like nothing happened??? i don't know what's wrong with me but i just wanna live peacefully with any guy stalking me and then JUST YESTERDAY, he got a picture of my face DURING GRADUATION that my school friends send him??!! i unblock him for a sec and typed in stuffs like lemme just-

Yes, i said a very cringe thing.

that's all, don't take this too seriously i better not see someone say "just report this to the police" no, i don't wanna do that because I'M A MINOR and i don't want someone i know get to focking jail he is the same age as me

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