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deku is so fucking sleazy bro. he tries to act like he doesn’t care for the fame but he secretly loves. having people that literally worship him ? how could that not go to his head ! his favorites are the pretty girls with watery eyes that freeze up when they finally get a chance to meet him; they’re definitely the prettiest when he’s feeding them inch after inch of his cock. all innocent and doe eyed. it’s obviously too much , your cunt literally spasming around his cock, but you’ll never admit it. too afraid to let your number 1 down. because he’s here for you right ? took time out of his busy schedule to see you and you have the nerve to whine about how his fat dick is too much for your poor pussy ? and even if you did have the nerve complain and beg him to s-slow down , he’d just pick up the pace and fuck you harder. “t’aww, baby, you don’t mean it” his voice dulcet and deep, “m’so close, can’t stop now. pussy’s so good. you want me to feel good, right?”

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gang I've literally been overthinking since Friday cause my hg said my man ( who's not really my man ) is fit, but that means OTHER girls find him fit as well

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' Going Under' Dabi x reader

This is a book that im writing on wattpad, that I'm posting here. Chapters are posted on Wattpad first if you're interested. my watpad is the same username aiysan2.

When a runaway walks into a cult and meets a very curious girl.

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6 - smut

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Epilogue

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Would it be dumb of me to say that Shigaraki is bad at gaming despite the fact he plays them all the time. He'll know all the lore and where all the Easter eggs are but can't actually play the game at a decent level.

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You Are Helping Us Hold On 💙

The generosity of strangers is something I never thought I’d have to rely on. But when war takes everything from you, kindness becomes the only thing left to hold onto.

Today, we’ve reached $2,200, and it is because of you.

💔 We have lost more than words can explain. 💔 We are still grieving, still searching for stability. 💔 But you are helping us get through this.

If you can, please help. If you can’t, a simple share means the world.

Thank you for standing with us.

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you want your entire dashboard to be full of shigaraki. you're ecstatic to see shigaraki in every single post. you actually don't mind being spammed with shigaraki.

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sex pollen and shigaraki ????

not a clue how this scenario would work but its just a thought ^_^

+*:ꔫ:*﹤Animals﹥*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ

Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB Reader

❣ Summary: Grian finds some new recruits for the LoV! Turns out, one of them had an aphrodiac quirk, and things get wayy out of hand!

❣ Tags: Public Sex, Alleyway Sex, Sex Pollen, Rough Sex, Mating Press, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Pure Smut, Wall Sex??, Edging, Overstimulation, Tomura's a little mean in the beginning, Both of you are pathetic messes

❣ WC: 1.9k

Not Proof Read

‘Aah…damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!’

Heavy ragged breaths escaped Tomura’s chapped lips, beads of sweat dripping down his temple as he leaned against the cold alleyway wall. It was hot. Too hot. It felt like his body was fucking melting from the inside. He could feel his gut churn and waver, waves of heat and arousal surging through his body in an almost painful way.

Damn it, he shouldn’t have trusted Grian, that shady fuck! He should have trusted his gut, should’ve forced Grian to bring those pathetic excuses of recruits to the base instead of meeting them out here, in this dingy alley. Honestly, he should have seen it coming, with those leering smirks on their faces as they tried jumping him, hah! 

Honestly, if he could rewatch the way their faces contorted into fear the moment he laid all five fingers on them, he would rewatch it a hundred times and it still wouldn't quell that searing anger inside him. He was lucky that he had you with him, your quirk able to-

Hah?

Before he could even finish his thoughts, he could feel his cock throb so painfully he damn near decayed his own fucking pants to relieve himself.

You.

You.

YouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYouYou-

You.

Suddenly he whipped his head around, his arm barely holding up his hunched body as his eyes dialed in on you, your face flushed a deep red as you clenched your thighs together, head lowered as soft, nearly inaudible, mewls escaped you.

He could feel his breath hitch as he stared at you, his pupils dilated to an extreme extent, his crimson iris’ were probably damn near gone. He could smell you even from the distance that separated you two, the lingering smell of your sweat and shampoo, your natural musk invading his nose, the smell of your breath as you panted…

It felt like the world was closing in, and all he could see was you.

Then, suddenly, he’s tumbling towards you, his footsteps heavy and seemingly thunderous in the empty alleyway, his ragged breathing echoing into his own ears. When he finally closed what seemed to be the largest fucking distance he’s ever walked, he clawed at your arms with pinkies extended, grasping you in such a forceful way he might’ve torn your arms off if he was any stronger.

Your head jolted upwards, eyes damn near black as your own pupils dialated at the sight of him.

Tomura was wrecked. His already shaggy blue hair was damp with sweat, sticking to his neck and face as a glossy sheen of sweat coated his skin. His dry lips parted, heated breaths escaping him as he growled out in both anger and desperation.

“What- What the fuck is happening?!”

And god, you could feel your stomach coil at the sound of his raspy voice, your clit eagerly throbbing at the feeling of his hands on your arms, your mouth dry like cotton as you panted. It took nearly a minute for you to respond, only snapping out of your daze when he growled at you, uneven nails digging into your clothes.

You stumbled over your own words, your own hands coming up to claw at his black sweater. 

“A-Aphrodisiacs-! Gr-Grian said-!”

Suddenly you’re wailing in pain, your head slammed against the wall as Tomura rudely shoved you against it, his hands beginning to desperately crawl under your shirt, nails digging into the flesh of your stomach as he leaned down, red eyes crazed and filled with lust as he rasped out.

“Don’t say his name…”

Oh. oh, you could feel your needy hole release a gush of arousal, the throbbing of your head felt like nothing compared to the unrelenting ache of your cunt needing to be stuffed full.

“H-He..fuck…the files he gave m-me…ah…said one of these recruits ha-had a powerful aphrodisac quirk!”

He tried to reply, he really did, but as soon as he opened his mouth the neediest little moan escaped him, his fingers digging deeper into your warm, warm, flesh. At this point he had no sense of embarrassment or shame, no, all he had was the pure, unbridled need to fuck you until his dick fell off…and he always gets what he wants.

Without a second thought, he slammed his lips against yours, one of his hands coming up to harshly grip your face, a finger slipping between the mess of sloppy kisses to force your mouth open, allowing his tongue to shove deep inside your throat, nearly causing you to gag.

And you, oh, you were euphoric. Your hips moved erratically against his, grinding your crotch against his bulge, needy whines spilling from your lips, only to be greedily slurped up into his own lips. Every rub of your clothed clit meeting his aching cock had jolts of electricity run through you, eyes barely kept open simply because you couldn’t force yourself to take your eyes off your ruined boss.

If anyone bothered to pass through the alley, they’d find the pathetic display of you and your boss, mindlessly dry humping each other as the lewd slurps of your needy kiss filled the alleyway.

It was hot. It was so unbearably hot. Every kiss, every moan, every touch of flesh against flesh made your body rise in temperature, your head swirling in a painfully dizzy manner, and the only thing you could do to relieve this feeling was to strip.

But you didn’t need to do much work. No. If the way your boss was quickly disintegrating both his and your own clothes, it was easy to assume he was feeling the exact same way. Then it was cold. Then, your vision went black.

When you finally came back to your senses, you could only feel the overwhelming pleasure of Tomura’s cock brutally fucking you into a brick wall, smushing your tits against the cold wall as your head bonked against the bricks with each thrust. Every inch and vein ran against your gummy walls, his tip constantly hitting the spongy edge of your g-spot, almost immediately sending you into your orgasm.

You couldn’t help the scream that escaped you, eyes rolling back as you reached behind you, desperate to claw and grasp at his arms, a futile attempt to stabilize yourself from his relentless pace. 

He couldn’t stop. No, he literally can’t stop. His hips barreled into yours, moving on their own as he whined and whimpered into your ear, dry and cracked lips coated with a slick coat of his own drool. His cock felt like it was about to explode, throbbing with the unbearable urge to cum, but no matter how hard or fast he drills himself into you, he just can’t fucking reach the tantalizing release of his orgasm.

And he was getting desperate. His hands wandered your body, one landing against your breast, squeezing and tugging at your pebbled nipples. His other hand was flat against your tummy, pressing down just below your bellybutton to try and feel his cock ramming inside you. 

Oh and it was so painfully good, the way his hand pressed down so hard on your belly, the feeling of his cock hitting you so deep inside, it was so fucking good. Too good. You almost didn’t feel the way you clenched down on his cock, a steady stream of your orgasm shooting out of you, squirting along the hefty sack of his balls.

Tomura cried at the feeling of your cunt squeezing down on him, squirting on his cock and damn near pushing him out with the force. He bit down on your shoulder, his chest pressed firmly against your back as he fucked you further and further up against the wall, your toes just barely grazing the wet floor.

A third, and then a fourth orgasm washed through you, tears streaming down your eyes as the overstimulation began to overpower the unending pleasure. It hurt but it hurt so good, your cunny quivering and swollen, puffy and red as his balls slapped against your puffy lips. All you could see was the cold tiles of the brick wall, and your hands desperately trying to find purchase on the wall.

You hardly noticed when your vision shifted, now flat on your back against the dirty alleyway floor, legs folded until your knees hit your tits, pussy on full display to Tomura’s feral gaze. It took less than a second for him to fumble around and messily fuck himself back into your hole, weak whines escaping the both of you as his hips began to slam against yours once again.

You could barely see, your mind clouded by the feeling of his cock fucking so deep inside you it hurt. Is this what people meant by being cockdrunk? Or is this being fucked stupid?

Something wet hit your cheeks, and as you forced yourself to focus your gaze, you could barely make out Tomura crying, tears falling down his face as his stomach twitched, pathetic moans escaping him. He met your own eyes, rasping out so, so sadly.

“Can’t- Can’t fucking cum. Ngh-! Fuck! FuckFuckFuck Fuck! Can’t fucking cum, I can’t fucking cum!”

Oh, your pussy ached at the cute little tone he used, squeezing down on him as your eyes rolled back, his thrusts getting more and more desperate. You couldn’t respond, your tongue heavy in your mouth, but even if you wanted to respond, his tongue suddenly shoved deep inside your mouth stopped you from even trying.

Five, Six, Seven more orgasms washed through you, time passing by in a blur with each sickening ‘plap, plap, plap!’ of your cum covered thighs. You could see the sky beginning to turn orange, but you couldn’t tell if the sun was rising or falling…

How long have you two been going at it?

Eight, Nine, Ten more washed over you, and now you were desperately trying to claw at him, weak arms trying to push him off from your overstimulated body, but he just wouldn’t stop. No, and now he was ugly crying, wailing in desperation, fingers digging into your flesh in an attempt to keep you still, small whines of ‘please stop, don’t move, please please please, jus’ wanna cum!’ echoing throughout the alley.

Your legs hurt, your pussy was sore, and at this point all you could feel was the way his cock twitched with each pathetic little hump of his hips. You pushed at his shoulders, sobbing as small mewls escaped you.

“T-Tomu- NGH-!”

Almost as soon as you tried to even say his name, he rammed his hips even harder into your pussy, eyes rolling back as a wanton moan escaped him.

“Oh, OH, Fuck! Yes! YesYesYesYes Yes! Say my fucking name!”

It was then when you felt it, a sudden and tiny spurt of hot cum leaving his tip, coating a small section of your inner walls. You couldn’t process anything further than that, aside from the sudden instinct to scream his name.

“Tomura! Tomura! To-Tomura!”

“Oh fuck-!”

Then you felt it. Your bruised and sore insides finally being filled with what seemed to be never ending spurts of hot cum. A high pitched whine escaped you, but before you could relish in the feeling of his hips finally stopping their brutal assault on yours, the sudden weight of his body collapsing on you knocked whatever wind was left in your chest.

You gasped, panting as you tried to push him off, but it wasn’t until you got a glimpse of his face that you noticed…

“D-Don’t pass out on top of me asshole!”

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I felt like pushing some expressions as practice with Twice as my muse! He's so expressive!

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'Tell me Something Dirty' Shoji x reader p2

size kink, p in v, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting. Let me know if I missed anything

full fic on Wattpad

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It was nerve-racking almost like you were losing your virginity again. You knew he would be gentle with you, he always was, but that was the problem, and it was always overwhelming.

He held you by your thighs as he walked you to your bed, mouth refusing to leave yours. Your fingers tangled in his hair, legs locking around his waist as he fell on top of you, gripping the sheets by your head to stabalize himself as he continued making love to your mouth.

The kiss was lustful, fuelled by the sin itself, insatiable and strong. It filled your head deluding itself with years of longing and want that threatened to spill out with every graze of his tongue against yours.

You held yourself against him firmly, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him deeper to create a more perverse atmosphere as saliva left the corners of your mouths. Your need was spiking, heavy pants and grunts left Mezo, exciting your pussy and forcing it to quiver with want.

You pressed yourself against his mass eagerly, shuddering at the reminder that something so big was going to be inside you that night. It was sure to stretch you and ruin you for anyone else. You were sure you'd be able to feel every kick and pulse as it bullied its way into your gummy walls, and the thought excited you.

You rub against him, your dress hiked up to your hips while the thin fabric of your panties rubbed against his muddy trousers, disregarding the dirt in an attempt to get off.

He left your lips giving you a soft peck on your nose, then your forehead an action seen as too intimate for fuck buddies but could easily be overlooked as an act of kindness. You wiped your shared saliva with the back of your hand, mouth hanging open to catch your breathe and voice out your approval of the harsh nips that he was leaving on your neck and collar.

It was so alluring, unorthodox having his amorous mouth on you without having your senses dulled by a blindfold. You didn't realise how hot you'd feel having his maskless face staring at you, lovingly objectified you. It felt taboo, your eyes burning with every glance, begging to look away so you wouldn't have the buring compulsion to let him ravish you and conquer you anyway he saw fit.

You watched and felt his hands lift your dress higher, pulling it above your breasts and eyeing them with pink cheeks.

"No bra?"

" knew I wouldn't need one,"

He chuckled, a light and airy one that had your heart and pussy fluttering in adoration.

You were so fucked.

He let his tongue hang out of his mouth, and you became flustered, that warm erotic feeling filling the bottom of your stomach.

Your lips pressed together tightly, feeling his hot breath on your nipple before his broad wet tongue circled it. Your fingers tangled into the sheets below, sensitivity peaking through your body as you squirmed, his large hand groping your unattended tit. He suckled and nibbled, your pussy quivering, you feared you'd cum just from this his hot mouth suckling your breasts while his wet tongue flicked the sensitive peak of your nipple.

"Mezo, quit playing around." You whined squirming as he switched breasts, fingers pinching the wet and erect bud causing a gasp from you.

He laughed, his free hand going to your hips, slowly removing your panties from your ass and cunt, by 'gently' ripping it away.

" Hey! Those are designer, Edna Mode made it for me personally."

" Since when did Mode make lingerie?" He asked lifting his head from your chest to watch your face properly as he played with your reddened perky buds, pinching, pulling and groping with a smile on his face resembling a child who had just got candy.

" I asked her to,"

" You're so spoiled." He teases, hands leaving your breasts as he slowly works his way to your glistening pussy.

" I'm not," you retort, spreading your legs for him as his broad shoulders push them higher. He faces your cunt and audibly groans. Your pussy was so ready for him, practically weeping for his attention, your clit twitching and begging for his mouth, while your cunt pulsed and craved his hot thick cock.

"Even your pussy knows how spoiled you are," he tells you, his index and middle spreading your lips to get a better look at your twitching cunt, he cursed under his breath, his thumb collecting your arousal and spreading it onto your clit. " It already knows no matter how bratty you act, I'll always be there to touch her."

"You're so gross its not a person -ahh," you gasped, his tongue licking a long stripe from your pussy to your clit.

His mouth greedily makes out with your cunt, savouring the taste and tasting it while it cried. He seemed to be enjoying your eyes on him, sharing your look of temptation while he flicked your clit with his tongue.

Your grasped his locs, fingers tangling between them to hold him against you in a way that would have you keening. Your hips ground against him. His amorous mouth explored your folds with Vim.

His strong arms wrapped around your twitching legs, holding then apart to fit his head between then so he could carry on licking your sweet cunt. His hips jutted against your bed fucking himself on it getting off to your taste and the way you shivered under his tongue.

He felt inclined to touch you more, a part of him always loved to give, even when it came to sex, he loved to watch, observing every response. His cock chubbed whenever you cried and begged for him, his ego inflating knowing that he was the only person who could make you feel so hot and plead to touch him too.

His middle finger slowly slotted into you, being suckled in by your contracting walls, nearing a finishing with every flick of his tongue in your little clit.

He works you open, thick digits pressing against your spot, trying their best to stretch you out to take his cock. His eyes remained on your quivering cunt, it's making a mess all over him. Usually he would make it known, taunt you for being so wet after a bit of fingering. But he remembered all those times you covered up your nervousness surrounding his size with a joke, and decided not to ruin the mood that you were so desperately trying to create.

He wasn't funny like you, he couldn't make you relax with a few words and make you open up for him with ease, he needed to fuck you with his fingers before fucking you dumb on his cock, not that he minded. He loved the sweet taste of your cunt on his tongue and the spongy texture sucking in his fingers, helping him imagine how good you'd feel on his cock later. The appendage jumped at the thought, his hips humping your bed to get off on the feeling of your gummy walls as he pushed a third finger in.

He praised you when he saw your body tense, reminding you why you had to do this in the first place, what you were trying to achieve by having his fingers squelch inside you.

You pinched your brows together, hands fishing your bed sheets as you tried not to overthink and relax your body. You reminded yourself that if you couldn't take his fingers you'd be stupid for thinking you could take his cock.

" Mezo, fuck- I think I'm gonna cum," You whined, reeling your hips to follow the flow of his fingers, eager to get that finishing that you were so desperate for.

Shoji let you cum, he found himself doing a lot of things he wouldn't usually allow himself to do. Like letting you cum in his fingers instead of his dick, and allowing your hands to scratch at his scalp to push his head into your pussy.

You slumped onto your bed, gathering your breath while Shoji maneuvered off you, discarding all his clothes on the floor and sluttily displaying the curves of his muscles.

You sat up slowly, pulling your dress over your head and smiling at him dreamily. Your heart racing as your mind caught up with what the two of you were about to do.

You watched as his gaze landed back on you. Watching your pussy flutter from your prior orgasm. You held onto the sheets tightly your heart pounding heavily in your chest as he climbed up the bed towards you, his heavy dick resting on your stomach.

Your fingers gently combed through his hair, glancing at his lips to convey your want for a kiss. Your lips interlocked, your hands gripping his hair and the nape of his neck, while he gripped the sheets above your head.

His broad body spread you wider. You held him closer, pulling him towards you as your tongue pushed into his mouth. It was messy, your want and excitement pushing your actions. Those feelings swirled in your head, your body craving him in ways you didn't believe you could.

The kiss was wet and sloppy, making a mess of the two of you in the process.  You could feel him, it, twitching on you. Your mind swirled with the thought of him stretching you, you were sure your poor pussy would never be satisfied by another man again and it would constantly crave to be filled by him after being moulded just for him.

" Mezo," you panted, breaking the hot kiss, biting your lip when you noticed how eager he was. One would think he'd been waiting years to have you in this position. You didn't think he could look this needy. Needy wasn't the right word. He looked more obsessed. 

" fuck," you whispered, avoiding his gaze as your cheeks flushed, you heart pounded not understanding how, someone could look at you like that.

"What?" He asked, voice low as he leared at your neck annoyed you stopped kissing him in the first place, not when he had you under him and so pliant for him, ready to take whatever he would give you. It was torturous having to control his urges, to stop himself from touching your skin all over, to test how reactive you were to his touches.

Your fingers brushed behind his ears, cupping his jaw and pulling him from your marked collar so he could look at you properly.

" lube, I've got lube," you mentioned despite how unsexy it was for you to scramble from underneath him to get the bottle from your drawers.

He sighs but remembers he has to be practical when it comes to these things, though he thought with the way your cunt was drooling all over your sheets you'd be wet enough.

He sits up, watching you throw it onto the bed and climb back on top of him. Your lips are back on his once again, his hot hands running down the sides of your body, fondling you in a way you could only describe as perverted.

You sat up, leaning over and squirting the bottle onto your hand. You spread the cold substance on Shoji's untouched mass, it twitching in your grasp.

" I wanna be on top," you mention, sliding your body down his till your ass met his erection. You hovered, your pussy buzzing with anticipation as you let his mass meet your pussy. You tried to push his thick tip in but it just couldn't get past that first ring of resistance. You huffed out of anger trying harder to feel him stretch you but you got no results.

" you good?" Mezo asked, resisting the urge to hold your hips and roughly pull you down on him like a flashlight. He panted, feeling your wet hole tease his tip for the 7 time.

" I've almost got it," you try to convince yourself, face red with frustration as you desperately try to feel him in you.

Shoji would say he's a patient guy. He'd say he was a gentleman through and through. He was always doting, always waiting, always ready to give pleasure. However, when he had waited years to have you like this, and to feel your wet cunt around him, he couldn't sit counting down the seconds for you to fit him.

His hands pulled on your waist, pulling you off him and rolling himself over so he was on top of you.

" What the fuck Mezo-"

"Biiiiiig stretch~" He hummed, pushing his thickness into you. You both groan, you nails pressing into his shoulders, breaking skin as your head whirled with the feeling of him inside you. You looked down checking where the two of you were connected, his cock buldging through your pelvis.

You could feel all of him, his dick pulsing within you as your walls fluttered, the way he stuffed you completely, it made you dizzy with pleasure.

" You're all up in my guts," you sigh, speaking your mind as your whole body stands on edge. Of course you expected to feel stuffed, what you didn't expect was how welcoming your body was to the burn, embracing it as your body went hot all over, goosebumps threading though your skin as your pussy fluttered around him.

" you've made a mess all over my cock," Shoji muttered more to himself than to you, it seemed like you hasn't noticed you'd squirted. Your body thinking it was just the affects of having such a thick appendage inside of you.

Shoji's eyes rolled, willing himself to keep still so he doesn't hurt you. He tried to ignore the tight warm wetness your pussy pleasured him with, trying his absolute best to forget this feeling was so much better than what he had been imagining for so long.

" oh fuck," you hissed, wide eyes peering at your pussy, to see that you had infact cum around him and wetness on his pelvis. You still felt so hot, your mind telling you how much better this would get when he starts fucking into you. Shoji always knew how to make you cum quickly without his cock, and he had proved he could make you finish even faster with it.

" Please fuck me," you beg, hands trailing down his muscular arms like you were trying to seduce him into taking you. You didn't have to go through the trouble, your shocked expression, mixed with the pout on your parted lips, the rise and fall of your breasts as you panted and the constant pressure of your cunt was enough to make him listen to your bidding.

He slowly moved his hips, your pussy making sinful sloshing noises as he retracted. His grip stayed fisting the pillows by your head as he kept from rutting into you like an incel.

He drew out a long groan, his strokes deep and filling, your whole body reacting to his electrifying touch.

"How'd you feel?" He asked, as if he couldn't see the way your eyes rolled back and body shake beneath him, as if he couldn't feel your nails clawing his back and hear the restless moans leaving your lips.

" I-I mhm..." You couldn't speak disoriented by his amorous dick game.

" hmm I didn't catch what you were saying," he teased, one of his hands snaking between you two to rub circles on your clit.

You took a deep breath no matter how hard it seemed to be, his body knocking the air out of you.

" Harder please" you begged, wanting him to be rougher with you, imagining how it'd feel to be split in two by his fat cock.

" Harder? When your little pussy can't even handle me being gentle?" He teases, his mouth resting by your ear as he gently tugged it with his teeth. You nod, your head bobbing frantically your face almost deranged.

His hips pistoned into your cunt, obliging you with your request. You scrunched up your face, holding onto him tightly as you felt yourself getting closer. You pressed your lips together holding in the loud mewl that threatened to leave your mouth. You were already so embarrassed by the way your cunt drooled around Shoji making obscene sounds around him. Imagine how you'd crease if he heard the utterly pathetic whines bubbling in your throat.

Forget that. Imagine your eldest sister banging and yelling at your door because you ran away from her most important event of the year with some boy. Unfortunately you were too far gone to care, your brain only focused on how good Mezo's cock fit inside your gummy pussy.

You held his face when he tried to gaze at your room door, keeping his eyes on you as you head bobbed as you felt your body heat up, just a little more and you'd finish.

" ...mezo, I'm so close," you whined, tears pricking at your eyes, " she won't come in promise," your eyes wide once again as your legs locked him inside you as if you were drunk off his dick.

Your sister had gone since, only banging on your door to let you know she was back, her yelling just her grumbling to herself, Shoji was grateful, with the shock of your sister being home gone, he could concentrate on your building release.

Oh, his own to.

" fuck Mezo I'm gonna cum on your cock!" You gasped, you breaking blood with the way your nails dragged across his skin. You had never felt this good before. Heat spread from your fingertips to your breasts and clit, littering goosebumps in its wake pleasurable energy coursing through you and stopping at your core. His name left your tongue in a pitchy chant, eyes rolling back while your toes curled and body siezed. Your gummy cunt choked his dick, milking him for everything he had, setting of his own orgasm.

His hands gripped whatever they could, your waist your hips and your hair succumbing to the bruising hold of Shoji. His head dips into your neck, teeth biting and sucking the skin held there.

You feel him twitching in you, lips parting to beg him to finish inside you because where else would he.

You both cum together. Mezo slipping his softening cock out of you and rolling over to lay next to you. You hum, pure bliss on your face while your legs twitch and shake after experiencing relief and viewing nirvana.

You leaned against him, resting your head on his shoulder as you stared and smiled at him. You must've looked stupid with the way your heart hammered in your chest and face flushed with the glow of sex.

" I think we should date," you say as he silently stares back at you with equally red cheeks.

Sometimes, he hated the way you think. You just don't. Shoji had been fine before as a rebound, helping you out with your 'problem'. But this, you unknowingly playing with his heartstrings just because he's good in bed, stringing him along until you find the one your heart really craved.

"Let's take it slow," he tells you, he starts doing maths in his head, a sudden fog in his head as he tries to figure out when you'd shown signs of liking him more than just this arrangement.

"How slow can we take it if we're already having sex?" You let out a dry chuckle, not letting his rejection deter you. You had literally taken him to the shrine of your deceased parents, something you would do so rarely, yet he was dismissing your feelings so easily. It's a good thing you're such a master at being nonchalant even with the phantom stretch of his cock.

"I mean, we shouldn't put a label on things yet. Neither of us are ready for this sort of commitment." He reasons.

He probably wasn't even your type. You always hung out with louder people, people like Kaminari, Kirishima, or Inasa. Even though he had taken off his mask and been vulnerable with you, a separate part of him believed you just weren't into hetromorphs.

"Whatever," you answer, always being very good at hiding what you were feeling.

You sleep off leaving this conversation for the future, the fatigue from such a mind-numbing orgasm taking over your body.

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'Tell me Something Dirty' Shoji x reader p2

size kink, p in v, cunnilingus, fingering, squirting. Let me know if I missed anything

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It was nerve-racking almost like you were losing your virginity again. You knew he would be gentle with you, he always was, but that was the problem, and it was always overwhelming.

He held you by your thighs as he walked you to your bed, mouth refusing to leave yours. Your fingers tangled in his hair, legs locking around his waist as he fell on top of you, gripping the sheets by your head to stabalize himself as he continued making love to your mouth.

The kiss was lustful, fuelled by the sin itself, insatiable and strong. It filled your head deluding itself with years of longing and want that threatened to spill out with every graze of his tongue against yours.

You held yourself against him firmly, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him deeper to create a more perverse atmosphere as saliva left the corners of your mouths. Your need was spiking, heavy pants and grunts left Mezo, exciting your pussy and forcing it to quiver with want.

You pressed yourself against his mass eagerly, shuddering at the reminder that something so big was going to be inside you that night. It was sure to stretch you and ruin you for anyone else. You were sure you'd be able to feel every kick and pulse as it bullied its way into your gummy walls, and the thought excited you.

You rub against him, your dress hiked up to your hips while the thin fabric of your panties rubbed against his muddy trousers, disregarding the dirt in an attempt to get off.

He left your lips giving you a soft peck on your nose, then your forehead an action seen as too intimate for fuck buddies but could easily be overlooked as an act of kindness. You wiped your shared saliva with the back of your hand, mouth hanging open to catch your breathe and voice out your approval of the harsh nips that he was leaving on your neck and collar.

It was so alluring, unorthodox having his amorous mouth on you without having your senses dulled by a blindfold. You didn't realise how hot you'd feel having his maskless face staring at you, lovingly objectified you. It felt taboo, your eyes burning with every glance, begging to look away so you wouldn't have the buring compulsion to let him ravish you and conquer you anyway he saw fit.

You watched and felt his hands lift your dress higher, pulling it above your breasts and eyeing them with pink cheeks.

"No bra?"

" knew I wouldn't need one,"

He chuckled, a light and airy one that had your heart and pussy fluttering in adoration.

You were so fucked.

He let his tongue hang out of his mouth, and you became flustered, that warm erotic feeling filling the bottom of your stomach.

Your lips pressed together tightly, feeling his hot breath on your nipple before his broad wet tongue circled it. Your fingers tangled into the sheets below, sensitivity peaking through your body as you squirmed, his large hand groping your unattended tit. He suckled and nibbled, your pussy quivering, you feared you'd cum just from this his hot mouth suckling your breasts while his wet tongue flicked the sensitive peak of your nipple.

"Mezo, quit playing around." You whined squirming as he switched breasts, fingers pinching the wet and erect bud causing a gasp from you.

He laughed, his free hand going to your hips, slowly removing your panties from your ass and cunt, by 'gently' ripping it away.

" Hey! Those are designer, Edna Mode made it for me personally."

" Since when did Mode make lingerie?" He asked lifting his head from your chest to watch your face properly as he played with your reddened perky buds, pinching, pulling and groping with a smile on his face resembling a child who had just got candy.

" I asked her to,"

" You're so spoiled." He teases, hands leaving your breasts as he slowly works his way to your glistening pussy.

" I'm not," you retort, spreading your legs for him as his broad shoulders push them higher. He faces your cunt and audibly groans. Your pussy was so ready for him, practically weeping for his attention, your clit twitching and begging for his mouth, while your cunt pulsed and craved his hot thick cock.

"Even your pussy knows how spoiled you are," he tells you, his index and middle spreading your lips to get a better look at your twitching cunt, he cursed under his breath, his thumb collecting your arousal and spreading it onto your clit. " It already knows no matter how bratty you act, I'll always be there to touch her."

"You're so gross its not a person -ahh," you gasped, his tongue licking a long stripe from your pussy to your clit.

His mouth greedily makes out with your cunt, savouring the taste and tasting it while it cried. He seemed to be enjoying your eyes on him, sharing your look of temptation while he flicked your clit with his tongue.

Your grasped his locs, fingers tangling between them to hold him against you in a way that would have you keening. Your hips ground against him. His amorous mouth explored your folds with Vim.

His strong arms wrapped around your twitching legs, holding then apart to fit his head between then so he could carry on licking your sweet cunt. His hips jutted against your bed fucking himself on it getting off to your taste and the way you shivered under his tongue.

He felt inclined to touch you more, a part of him always loved to give, even when it came to sex, he loved to watch, observing every response. His cock chubbed whenever you cried and begged for him, his ego inflating knowing that he was the only person who could make you feel so hot and plead to touch him too.

His middle finger slowly slotted into you, being suckled in by your contracting walls, nearing a finishing with every flick of his tongue in your little clit.

He works you open, thick digits pressing against your spot, trying their best to stretch you out to take his cock. His eyes remained on your quivering cunt, it's making a mess all over him. Usually he would make it known, taunt you for being so wet after a bit of fingering. But he remembered all those times you covered up your nervousness surrounding his size with a joke, and decided not to ruin the mood that you were so desperately trying to create.

He wasn't funny like you, he couldn't make you relax with a few words and make you open up for him with ease, he needed to fuck you with his fingers before fucking you dumb on his cock, not that he minded. He loved the sweet taste of your cunt on his tongue and the spongy texture sucking in his fingers, helping him imagine how good you'd feel on his cock later. The appendage jumped at the thought, his hips humping your bed to get off on the feeling of your gummy walls as he pushed a third finger in.

He praised you when he saw your body tense, reminding you why you had to do this in the first place, what you were trying to achieve by having his fingers squelch inside you.

You pinched your brows together, hands fishing your bed sheets as you tried not to overthink and relax your body. You reminded yourself that if you couldn't take his fingers you'd be stupid for thinking you could take his cock.

" Mezo, fuck- I think I'm gonna cum," You whined, reeling your hips to follow the flow of his fingers, eager to get that finishing that you were so desperate for.

Shoji let you cum, he found himself doing a lot of things he wouldn't usually allow himself to do. Like letting you cum in his fingers instead of his dick, and allowing your hands to scratch at his scalp to push his head into your pussy.

You slumped onto your bed, gathering your breath while Shoji maneuvered off you, discarding all his clothes on the floor and sluttily displaying the curves of his muscles.

You sat up slowly, pulling your dress over your head and smiling at him dreamily. Your heart racing as your mind caught up with what the two of you were about to do.

You watched as his gaze landed back on you. Watching your pussy flutter from your prior orgasm. You held onto the sheets tightly your heart pounding heavily in your chest as he climbed up the bed towards you, his heavy dick resting on your stomach.

Your fingers gently combed through his hair, glancing at his lips to convey your want for a kiss. Your lips interlocked, your hands gripping his hair and the nape of his neck, while he gripped the sheets above your head.

His broad body spread you wider. You held him closer, pulling him towards you as your tongue pushed into his mouth. It was messy, your want and excitement pushing your actions. Those feelings swirled in your head, your body craving him in ways you didn't believe you could.

The kiss was wet and sloppy, making a mess of the two of you in the process.  You could feel him, it, twitching on you. Your mind swirled with the thought of him stretching you, you were sure your poor pussy would never be satisfied by another man again and it would constantly crave to be filled by him after being moulded just for him.

" Mezo," you panted, breaking the hot kiss, biting your lip when you noticed how eager he was. One would think he'd been waiting years to have you in this position. You didn't think he could look this needy. Needy wasn't the right word. He looked more obsessed. 

" fuck," you whispered, avoiding his gaze as your cheeks flushed, you heart pounded not understanding how, someone could look at you like that.

"What?" He asked, voice low as he leared at your neck annoyed you stopped kissing him in the first place, not when he had you under him and so pliant for him, ready to take whatever he would give you. It was torturous having to control his urges, to stop himself from touching your skin all over, to test how reactive you were to his touches.

Your fingers brushed behind his ears, cupping his jaw and pulling him from your marked collar so he could look at you properly.

" lube, I've got lube," you mentioned despite how unsexy it was for you to scramble from underneath him to get the bottle from your drawers.

He sighs but remembers he has to be practical when it comes to these things, though he thought with the way your cunt was drooling all over your sheets you'd be wet enough.

He sits up, watching you throw it onto the bed and climb back on top of him. Your lips are back on his once again, his hot hands running down the sides of your body, fondling you in a way you could only describe as perverted.

You sat up, leaning over and squirting the bottle onto your hand. You spread the cold substance on Shoji's untouched mass, it twitching in your grasp.

" I wanna be on top," you mention, sliding your body down his till your ass met his erection. You hovered, your pussy buzzing with anticipation as you let his mass meet your pussy. You tried to push his thick tip in but it just couldn't get past that first ring of resistance. You huffed out of anger trying harder to feel him stretch you but you got no results.

" you good?" Mezo asked, resisting the urge to hold your hips and roughly pull you down on him like a flashlight. He panted, feeling your wet hole tease his tip for the 7 time.

" I've almost got it," you try to convince yourself, face red with frustration as you desperately try to feel him in you.

Shoji would say he's a patient guy. He'd say he was a gentleman through and through. He was always doting, always waiting, always ready to give pleasure. However, when he had waited years to have you like this, and to feel your wet cunt around him, he couldn't sit counting down the seconds for you to fit him.

His hands pulled on your waist, pulling you off him and rolling himself over so he was on top of you.

" What the fuck Mezo-"

"Biiiiiig stretch~" He hummed, pushing his thickness into you. You both groan, you nails pressing into his shoulders, breaking skin as your head whirled with the feeling of him inside you. You looked down checking where the two of you were connected, his cock buldging through your pelvis.

You could feel all of him, his dick pulsing within you as your walls fluttered, the way he stuffed you completely, it made you dizzy with pleasure.

" You're all up in my guts," you sigh, speaking your mind as your whole body stands on edge. Of course you expected to feel stuffed, what you didn't expect was how welcoming your body was to the burn, embracing it as your body went hot all over, goosebumps threading though your skin as your pussy fluttered around him.

" you've made a mess all over my cock," Shoji muttered more to himself than to you, it seemed like you hasn't noticed you'd squirted. Your body thinking it was just the affects of having such a thick appendage inside of you.

Shoji's eyes rolled, willing himself to keep still so he doesn't hurt you. He tried to ignore the tight warm wetness your pussy pleasured him with, trying his absolute best to forget this feeling was so much better than what he had been imagining for so long.

" oh fuck," you hissed, wide eyes peering at your pussy, to see that you had infact cum around him and wetness on his pelvis. You still felt so hot, your mind telling you how much better this would get when he starts fucking into you. Shoji always knew how to make you cum quickly without his cock, and he had proved he could make you finish even faster with it.

" Please fuck me," you beg, hands trailing down his muscular arms like you were trying to seduce him into taking you. You didn't have to go through the trouble, your shocked expression, mixed with the pout on your parted lips, the rise and fall of your breasts as you panted and the constant pressure of your cunt was enough to make him listen to your bidding.

He slowly moved his hips, your pussy making sinful sloshing noises as he retracted. His grip stayed fisting the pillows by your head as he kept from rutting into you like an incel.

He drew out a long groan, his strokes deep and filling, your whole body reacting to his electrifying touch.

"How'd you feel?" He asked, as if he couldn't see the way your eyes rolled back and body shake beneath him, as if he couldn't feel your nails clawing his back and hear the restless moans leaving your lips.

" I-I mhm..." You couldn't speak disoriented by his amorous dick game.

" hmm I didn't catch what you were saying," he teased, one of his hands snaking between you two to rub circles on your clit.

You took a deep breath no matter how hard it seemed to be, his body knocking the air out of you.

" Harder please" you begged, wanting him to be rougher with you, imagining how it'd feel to be split in two by his fat cock.

" Harder? When your little pussy can't even handle me being gentle?" He teases, his mouth resting by your ear as he gently tugged it with his teeth. You nod, your head bobbing frantically your face almost deranged.

His hips pistoned into your cunt, obliging you with your request. You scrunched up your face, holding onto him tightly as you felt yourself getting closer. You pressed your lips together holding in the loud mewl that threatened to leave your mouth. You were already so embarrassed by the way your cunt drooled around Shoji making obscene sounds around him. Imagine how you'd crease if he heard the utterly pathetic whines bubbling in your throat.

Forget that. Imagine your eldest sister banging and yelling at your door because you ran away from her most important event of the year with some boy. Unfortunately you were too far gone to care, your brain only focused on how good Mezo's cock fit inside your gummy pussy.

You held his face when he tried to gaze at your room door, keeping his eyes on you as you head bobbed as you felt your body heat up, just a little more and you'd finish.

" ...mezo, I'm so close," you whined, tears pricking at your eyes, " she won't come in promise," your eyes wide once again as your legs locked him inside you as if you were drunk off his dick.

Your sister had gone since, only banging on your door to let you know she was back, her yelling just her grumbling to herself, Shoji was grateful, with the shock of your sister being home gone, he could concentrate on your building release.

Oh, his own to.

" fuck Mezo I'm gonna cum on your cock!" You gasped, you breaking blood with the way your nails dragged across his skin. You had never felt this good before. Heat spread from your fingertips to your breasts and clit, littering goosebumps in its wake pleasurable energy coursing through you and stopping at your core. His name left your tongue in a pitchy chant, eyes rolling back while your toes curled and body siezed. Your gummy cunt choked his dick, milking him for everything he had, setting of his own orgasm.

His hands gripped whatever they could, your waist your hips and your hair succumbing to the bruising hold of Shoji. His head dips into your neck, teeth biting and sucking the skin held there.

You feel him twitching in you, lips parting to beg him to finish inside you because where else would he.

You both cum together. Mezo slipping his softening cock out of you and rolling over to lay next to you. You hum, pure bliss on your face while your legs twitch and shake after experiencing relief and viewing nirvana.

You leaned against him, resting your head on his shoulder as you stared and smiled at him. You must've looked stupid with the way your heart hammered in your chest and face flushed with the glow of sex.

" I think we should date," you say as he silently stares back at you with equally red cheeks.

Sometimes, he hated the way you think. You just don't. Shoji had been fine before as a rebound, helping you out with your 'problem'. But this, you unknowingly playing with his heartstrings just because he's good in bed, stringing him along until you find the one your heart really craved.

"Let's take it slow," he tells you, he starts doing maths in his head, a sudden fog in his head as he tries to figure out when you'd shown signs of liking him more than just this arrangement.

"How slow can we take it if we're already having sex?" You let out a dry chuckle, not letting his rejection deter you. You had literally taken him to the shrine of your deceased parents, something you would do so rarely, yet he was dismissing your feelings so easily. It's a good thing you're such a master at being nonchalant even with the phantom stretch of his cock.

"I mean, we shouldn't put a label on things yet. Neither of us are ready for this sort of commitment." He reasons.

He probably wasn't even your type. You always hung out with louder people, people like Kaminari, Kirishima, or Inasa. Even though he had taken off his mask and been vulnerable with you, a separate part of him believed you just weren't into hetromorphs.

"Whatever," you answer, always being very good at hiding what you were feeling.

You sleep off leaving this conversation for the future, the fatigue from such a mind-numbing orgasm taking over your body.

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The decision was well thought out. It was a decision that possessed you as you waited in the afterlife. You couldn't bring yourself to forget the longing that came with waiting for him. You were content but nowhere near happy. 

You would wait for eternity for him, in this endless void meant to bring happiness. You felt at home here. A cabin by the lake, which you would reside in, with your pet. When the sky would become dark with stars poking holes in the black blanket, you would take her into the lake to lay with you and play.

The dark sky was always your favourite, reminding you of your lost love and your secret meet-ups. You were so happy with him around. 

Today, you braved the waters on your own, taking in the silence that you had longed for for years. You lay on your back, floating in the lake silently, thinking of how much longer your wait would be or if it was worthless and your love would stay in hell for eternity.

You promised him you'd see him again and your decision will not be in vain. Your creator even blessed you with the pet you lost on earth, why wouldn't he provide your Touya?

You were always so hopeful.

You jumped when you heard a small splash in the water, spinning yourself around to check that your pet hadn't walked into the water unattended.

"I think you need to come closer for a better look," Touya smirked, stretching his hands out for you. 

He looked different, there wasn't any disfigurement on his face, no body piercings, no scarring and he could walk just fine.

It felt like a miracle.

You stood in one place, gawking at him, trying to figure out if he was even there or if you were having another episode.

"Are you real?" Your voice wavered, your heart knew who your love was, it knew where to find Touya and it knew his heart as well.

"Take a closer look and see, or are you scared of getting your clothes wet?"

You smiled, treading water slowly, chest-thumping as you made your way over to him.

"No, I am in my underwear," You exhaled sharply, trying to laugh but you were overwhelmed with emotion. You stood in front of him, ignoring his spread-out arms and examined his face. Your fingers traced, where his scar tissue and skin used to meet, they traced along his ear where he held multiple piercings, they went down his arm that used to hold rough skin and reached a hand to his palm to feel the bridge between rough and smooth only to find smooth.

"Your skin is much smoother now than before," You held his hand thumbs rubbing the back of his hands as you stared at him, feeling like a hug would send electricity through your body that would kill you again.

"You don't look too bad yourself," He teased, holding your eye contact and smiling.

"You are wearing a jumper?" You asked, thinking if that was the right clothes.

"It's a t-shirt," 

You hummed in response.

You held each other like that, communicating years of words to each other through your stares, hating the fact that at some point you would have to look away, but at least you would be together now. You would become each other's vulnerabilities, each other's commitment, each other's person.

"I'm sorry I'm here early," You mumbled, slowly pulling yourself into a hug when you finally accepted he was here with you.

"It's ok." He whispered in your hair, pressing himself tightly against you, water wading around the two of you.

"I'm sorry I cursed when you left me alone and when you killed the blob," You apologised again, your mind equalizing admitting to him and repenting. "I always dreamt of you, no matter what you'd appear in my dreams. I'm sorry I wanted you alive even though it hurt you, I'm sorry Touya."

Touya leaned forward slightly, pressing his lips against your forehead, rubbing your back as he felt you get emotional.

"None of that stuff matters now." He cooed, swaying you like a child.

"I really missed you." You told him, searching his eyes for the feeling he had given you so many times before, that reassurance, that love and that understanding.

A large smile spread across his face, cheekbones, rising stupidly high as he let tears escape his lashline, he felt no shame in letting himself be vulnerable with you. He held you in such a high regard and knew you wouldn't judge.

"I missed you too."

A stupidly large smile splits your face, a ball of spit being swallowed as you allow yourself to get emotional. Your saviour coming to make you happy, to take you to a better place.

"Do you know about the red string theory?" He asked out of nowhere.

"No, I don't think you told me,"

"It's when a red string ties two people together by their pinkies making their love predestined. The string can't break no matter what because the love between the two is destiny. They're soulmates," He searched your eyes to see if you understood what he was saying.

"I think we are soulmates,"

"Me too," You leaned forward lingering your lips over his, your eyes shut while you waited for him, "I love you." He leaned forward leaving a soft kiss against your lips, leaving as quickly as it began.

" I love you too."

You knew you wouldn't have to waste your time dreaming of him again

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Chapter 13 ' Going Under' Dabi x reader

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His funeral wasn't something you wanted to pay attention to. Shoto offered many condolences. He didn't seem the type to cry, though he had reassured you a lot. He constantly offered help, always asking if you were ok, trying his best to accommodate you. 

He remembered when Touya died, he didn't feel anything, he felt absolutely nothing at all. He wasn't close to his brother, but he was sure he loved him. So why wasn't he sad? Why did this feel like an everyday loss, and why did he feel relief from the death? 

With the relief came guilt, a guilt he had never felt before. It suffocated him like smoke, choking him and fighting him with every gasp of air he took. The guilt got worse when he heard you scream that night. The bloodcurdling, mournful, anguished scream had him believing you had been attacked, but he felt the stress leave his back when he realised his brother had died instead.

He couldn't help but be there for you. It was the least he could do when you were seconds away from breaking down when left with your thoughts for too long. Fuyumi and his dad were wrecks too, crying in their rooms and having fits of anger. He wondered if he wasn't alone in his apathy but then Natsuo called and cried and vented to him, then his mother's eyes were filled with the same fear that scared him since he was younger, preventing him from even wanting to question her. 

He was fine like this, making up for his relief by tending to his brother's 'girlfriend'. He offered you a drink as your eyes gazed at the tomb that his brother's body lay in. The funeral barely held anyone, the family being the only ones present.

Natsuo didn't even turn up. 

Shoto looked around at his grieving family and only felt guilt. They looked so melancholy, even this stranger was near tears, yet he just stood there staring, wondering when this inconvenience would end. 

He wondered when people from school would stop sending their condolences; when he'd have to stop pretending to be hurt. He wondered why people would call him a liar when he said he was fine, why his sister would always reassure him that everything would be ok and why he lacked so much care for his brother.

Maybe he was wired weird.

"Shoto, you don't have to follow me everywhere." 

He knew you didn't like him, he knew you only liked his sister, and he knew that it had to do with what happened to your home. He knew you were one to forgive. He had gotten that from the arrested cult members, but he also knew what he did to you was unforgivable.

"I'm sorry," He said abruptly, ignoring the flash photography that kept catching the family in their time of intimacy. 

"You didn't kill him, don't apologise." You stated, forcing yourself to eat the sandwiches provided, despite the bile threatening to rise from your throat due to your lack of appetite.

"No, not for this. For what happened with your cult."

"Why are you doing this now?!" It came off so harshly, attacking the boy at a time you thought he was vulnerable, though when you analysed him, he didn't seem hurt at all by what had happened.

He is strange.

"I've been thinking about it a lot. Midoriya from school, the one who asks a lot of questions, mentioned that you might hate us and you might hate me and Endeavour the most," You listened, not because you wanted to but because you had lost the strength to be stubborn to keep the traits that Touya had passed on to you just so you can remember him longer.

" We came abruptly, and instead of going through normal procedures, we listed everyone as villains and attacked with brute force, we didn't think to talk or guide away the animals or children. You lost loved ones, and we didn't give you time to grieve or do anything to get over it, and I'm sorry," He paused, watching you hunch over, holding your stomach tightly. 

"Y/n?"

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The pain came suddenly. It felt similar to a period cramp but with a higher intensity. You didn't understand. You did everything correctly. You pushed down your grief so that you could focus on the child. You ate what you were supposed to. You didn't even think about the death of its father, so how could the baby want to leave you alone?

Why did it want to torture you by making you lose the last thing you cared about?

Fuyumi rushed to your side, yelling at Shoto to call a doctor, to remove the paparazzi from their front garden, to hide you from the crowd, to do something other than stand there gawking as you bled heavily through your clothes. 

You were silent, confused, and in denial as always but silent nonetheless. You didn't have anyone else but the blob you had been blessed with, yet the creator wanted to take that away from you as well. 

However, you didn't even know if this creator of yours was real in the first place.

You could only blame yourself, swallowing the pain and looking at the floor anxiously. Guilt swallowed you whole. This family all gathered to help a stranger as she made the funeral of her lover about herself as she collapsed on the floor bleeding out from her legs. 

You had become so pitiful it disgusted you.

You were conscious, but those surrounding you made you feel as if you werent. Muttering about how to carry you, if they should apply pressure to your intimate areas to reduce the bleeding if you would die, and how you'd react if you woke up without a child inside you.

You raised your hand, trying to squeeze Fuyumi's hand and failing, though her attention was brought to your fluttering eyes as you opened your mouth to speak.

"I will not forgive you if the blob dies," you muttered deluding yourself into believing Touya was sitting there watching you.

You felt like your denial was your downfall, the bleeding had started the morning after the news of Touya's death but you denied it and wore postpartum pads thinking your body had forgotten you were pregnant and was just giving you a period but the baby would be safe. It would not die because it knew how much you depended on it and how much you would care for it when it was born.

Though here you were, sitting in a hospital bed refusing to eat the food provided after the dead child was removed from your body. You thought something was wrong with you, not just your body but mentally. You thought that you'd feel the need to scream and cry like when Touya died, but all you felt then was apathy. 

It was as if all your emotions were left with the blob. You felt detached. Holding the thin blanket over your legs as if that would warm the coldness in your heart.

You would see the child sometimes, a copy of Touya's childhood photos. A round fat face with large blue eyes, it had a smile that you didn't recognise as his so it had to be yours and it was beautiful. 

You missed them, blaming your body and yourself for what it had done, for killing the baby. The guilt was heavy in your chest. fighting with your anger and sadness and self-pity for spots on your priorities list. 

You missed them so much.

Fuyumi was there again, sitting by your side with eyes full of pity, watching your actions closely as her usual empathy surpassed her senses.

" You have been in this bed for a week," She started, staring at you and sending a small smile your way while subtly calling you depressed. 

You hummed in response, not in the mood for conversation. 

"And you haven't eaten, you've lost a lot of weight," 

"I'm not hungry." 

"Y/n I won't know how you're feeling but I understand completely, I understand you've lost something very dear to you and don't know what to do and that's ok we can figure it out together, you are a part of our family now whether you like it or not and we would love to help you out, so please try to do something that makes you feel better,"

She would've sounded like she was offering help to anyone but you, you reeled at the thought of having to stay with the Todoroki family, for them to be around for your every beck and call. You hated the laziness of everyone around you and the lack of community everyone felt.

The threat she threw at you, scarring you with having to live with his family tortured you greatly.

Fuyumi was lovely, but you weren't in the mood for lovely.

"I will go on a walk to clear my head,"

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I don't know where my feet are taking me. Probably somewhere familiar like the forest or a park, however, nothing will feel as familiar as you, Touya.

I'm so alone. There is no one left for me here without you.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

Your feet drag you slowly across a grassy field, and your surroundings are not a concern when your thoughts are so clouded. You thought of who you would use as a model of how to act, but no one came to mind. It was a wonder you even lasted this long without him.

I find it chilling the thoughts that come to my mind at a time like this. Things that I would usually care about are suddenly mundane.

Everything is so difficult here; now the 'blob' is gone. I have no reason to stay.

You found yourself sitting in a small muddy opening in the middle of the forest, it seemed to stretch for miles, however, you did not indicate how long you had walked, other than the sun that said high noon when you had your talk with Fuyumi at 7. You hoped she wasn't worrying.

I know you had faith that I would thrive in your community as you did in mine, but I do not believe it is possible.

Even if I went through with this, there is no promise that I will end up back in your arms, we may spend centuries looking for each other in hell and still be unable to reunite.

I wish you were still here, even if it is selfish, even if it hurt you to stay alive, I can not handle this strange place without you.

Now I've lost a part of you because of your cursed mouth, you are so stupid for leaving me here alone Touya, maybe we need those centuries apart so I can forgive you for making me suffer this loneliness.

" I don't know what to do." You muttered, laying flat on the ground staring up at the sky while your brows scrunched up trying to figure out what your next plan of action is.

I do not want to return to that house of yours, your father scares me, your mother is docile and your sister pities me. I still refuse to believe you have taken this child from me out of spite, though that must be it, you must hate me Touya that is why you have abandoned me in this strange place, with strange customs and laws.

I have lost a part of you I wanted to keep, and I don't know what to do with myself.

Touya, I am so lonely. What do I do?

You tilt your head to the side, noticing some berries, small red ones that replicated beads held on a branch that was ever so pretty enticing you to pick it up as the autumn sun reflected on it in dazzling rays. You knew exactly what type of berry that was.

Oh.

Is that what I should do?

You reached over for the branch, squishing the berries between your fingers before eating them it was now time to wait, wait for the inevitable, and wait for what was going to happen better sooner rather than later. Meet up with your soulmate again and spend an eternity together atoning for your sins.

Even now that I'm reflecting on my life, all my thoughts are occupied by you. You've corrupted me.

Slowly, you allowed the effects of the poison to take over your body, stilling as you felt yourself slipping away, unsure if this was right, but you preferred it to there to a place without Touya.

Touya, I still dream of you, you know.

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Seeing shigAFO being labeled as just shigaraki in merch breaks my heart a little

that's not shigaraki, that's AFO desecrating shigaraki's body

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don't go Nanamin don't go