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PLEASE I BEG YOU, MAKE A TEENAGE DIRTBAG PART 3 😭😭😭

I will, no need to beg

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What about a fic w/ bully shigaraki and nerd!reader? Possible smut...?

(Gonna go with a college au for this one, so no quirks)

Non-con/dark content below the cut

Okay but Bully!Shigaraki who is ALSO a nerd, like total incel loser who hates everyone and everything (more specifically women, because like with any incel, women are the root cause of all of his issues).

And nerd!reader who keeps to herself and pretty much lost touch with all her old friends from high school after starting college and hasn’t made any new friends since.

Sharing the same major meant that you and Shigaraki often had the same classes and as time passed and friend groups were formed, you both increasingly found yourselves on the sidelines— specifically when it came to partnered or group projects— even with seating, you two found yourselves tucked away in a corner together on a few occasions.

Because of this people often mistook you two as friends as Shigaraki was also found following you around campus and whispering to you during class— it made you wonder what they would actually think if they knew just what he had been doing.

Shigaraki caught on quickly during freshman year that you were similar to him— not the same but similar, because no woman could truly understand what it was like to be cast aside their entire life. 

You were frumpy and an introvert, no one ever spared you a glance.

That’s why when you rejected him both your freshman years— knowing the girl who no one besides him talked to still had the audacity to tell him no… Well, that was just unacceptable wasn’t it.

It started off as snide remarks about your looks, how no guy would want you and how you were a waste of a woman if you weren’t attractive.

But now you found yourself here, years later as seniors, snide remarks have transformed well beyond that…

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She let him in again— your roommate.

You know you couldn’t really blame her, she was a social butterfly, always in and out of your dorm room and she believed Shigaraki was your friend.

You gnawed on your lip, not daring to look up from the homework on your desk as he lazed on your bed… dick in hand. 

You could hear the wet sound of him stroking himself and knew that if you looked up you’d find him staring right at you. 

The hairs on the back of your neck pricked as you heard the bed creak, his footsteps now padding over towards you as you typed out answer.

”That’s wrong,” Tomura grunted, continuing to stroke himself beside you.

It wasn’t— you knew it wasn’t. Like usual he was trying to get a rise out of you.

You ignored him as you filled in the next answer… you ignored him as his hand slipped down the front of your t-shirt and groped a breast.

”Fuck,” he groaned under his breath, speeding up his strokes.

You whimpered as his fingers painfully twisted your nipple, digging your teeth into your lip as you waited for him to finish. If you were lucky he would head out after… if you weren’t, you didn’t want to think about what he could have planned for the rest of the night.

Your heart dropped as strings of cum shot straight at your laptop, covering the screen and keyboard with his spend.

You gaped at your soiled laptop as he laughed behind you. 

Tomura kneeled beside your chair and clicked his tongue, “You should really clean that… or…,” his hand found your bare thigh, quickly making you regret wearing shorts tonight. “Let’s see if I can make you squirt hard enough that it reaches too.”

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Doubling down, Suguru worships your itty bitty titties completely unprompted. Throwing you for a loop as no man has ever paid your breasts this much attention. You’ll wake up the following morning with your breasts covered in hickeys and nipples sore.

Idk why but I get the sense that while Suguru Geto is a fan of all boobs the itty bitty titty committee has a special place in his heart

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Quirkless au Dabi who’s covered in tattoos and piercings who’s into piercing play and convinces you to let him pierce you in the bedroom. Nervous at first you quickly become addicted to the adrenaline rush before he fucks you, lying to others in the summer when they ask about the little marks scattered along your body.

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I have a visceral reaction whenever I read the word “cunny” in a smutty fic

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noncon or dubcon with Shinsou? the mind control quirk seems fitting for that

Noncon below the cut

It was weird.

You were aware of everything. The sight, sounds, smells, touches.

And every part of you wanted it to stop— but it was as if you were put in a glass box and you didn’t have a hammer.

All you could do was just lay there as Shinsou Hitoshi found pleasure in your body.

This was your fault— you shouldn’t have pushed him.

You played with fire and now you were facing the consequences.

He spent his time reminding you of all the cruel things you ever said to him, whispering the awful remarks as if they were sweet nothings in your ear, all the while snapping his hips against yours and jolting your body up and down on the training mat he took you on.

Despite all the awful things you had ever said about him and his quirk you never thought he’d actually go this far. He had always taken it like a lying dog, head down as he was abused with every one of your insults.

Turns out the dog had teeth.

But you were quickly coming to terms about what this dynamic actually was.

Your mind was his prisoner, your body the prison, and he was the warden.

His groans fluttered against your ears as he gently thrust his length into you, almost as if he was making love to you— but you knew better, he was trying to not jolt you out of his control by fucking you too rough.

His breath tickled your ear, “You have no idea how much I resented you when we— fuck, were teenagers.” He grunted, fingers threading through your own as he held your hands above your head. “The first time I saw you at the sports festival I thought you were gorgeous— and you still are.” His voice sounded restrained as he slowly and sensually thrust, he could pretend you were his like this— if only it wasn’t so difficult to forget the words you have told him for so long now. 

“You have it all. You’re beautiful, and popular, the embodiment of success,” he released one hand in order to grab your face, gently turning you to look at your glassy eyes as he dug his fingers into your cheeks.  “Why’d you have to ruin it with that fucking tongue,” he sighed sadly, nose grazing against your own before he dipped in. 

It was an unconventional kiss as he dug his fingers into your jaw and opened your mouth. Licking into your mouth, his tongue brushed against your own and he moaned.

He broke the kiss, pulling back to stare at your glazed eyes once more, knowing you were no doubt banging on the glass walls within your mind.

”You’re better like this.”

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Any other short girls out there that get red flags from tall guys like 6ft or more when they immediately bring up how short you are upon meeting for the first time

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absolutely love your fics disaster! was wondering if i could specifically request a dubcon with dabi and a virgin!reader who doesn't really know what she's doing?

Dubcon under the cut

Dabi took a long drag of his cigarette as he watched you giggle and sway upon your seated position on his bed.

Happy, silly, drunk.

Far too drunk to be left alone with him.

”Why— why’re you showing me this?” You slurred and giggled, trying to focus your eyes on the laptop Dabi had placed in front of you.

You had turned, looking at him expectantly, 

“Because,” he then blew out the stream of smoke in his lungs, watching you splutter as it hit your face, “Y’said you were a virgin right?”

Your eyebrows pinched in slight confusion as you coughed before turning back around and staring at the porno he had placed in front of you. “I know what sex is though.”

Fuck— you were almost too fucking cute like this, naïvety bleeding through the cracks of your drunken mind.

The skirt you wore was almost too cute as well, especially with how it rode up your thighs. His fingers itched to touch them… and so he did.

You hadn’t looked up as you felt him close in, close enough that you could feel his body heat, too distracted by the woman currently getting fucked on screen.

“Jus’ showing you what you’re missing out on,” he murmured huskily as a hand moved to your thigh. Your head swiveled, looking down at the scarred hand. “Aren’t you curious?”

With his free hand he had guided your gaze back to the screen. “I’ve been curious,” you murmured softly, indicating you had sensed a shift. “But I want to be in love first.”

He brushed your hair from a shoulder, exposing your neck to his prying eyes. “You’re 23 now,” he stated, breath fanning against your ear as he leaned forward, “Any boyfriend you have now would just be disappointed you’re a virgin.”

You frowned as goosebumps prickled along your skin at his proximity, preoccupied with images of flesh against flesh and mulling over his words. “Do guys really care about that?” You asked softly.

”Yes,” he sighed, his lips finally descending upon your neck. 

You gasped at the sensation, heart pounding in your chest. 

There was a part of you beginning to think you were too drunk for this but the attention felt… nice.

Your drunk touch starved addled brain was spinning with a million thoughts.

You sighed shakily as his hand seemed to slip under your skirt.

His lips ghosted back up to your ear, “Said you were curious right?”

Your fingers dug into his bed sheets as you found yourself panting as his hand cupped your sex. “I— I did,” you choked out, the wet slaps of skin on skin and moans coming from the laptop were near deafening. 

You hadn’t noticed his free hand gripping your own until he had placed your hand firmly over his crotch.

You finally tore your gaze from the screen, eyes widening as your fingers flexed over the hard bulge in his pants.

”Let me show you,” his fingers had dipped beneath your panties, stroking you between your wet folds.

”I— ah— I dunno… I’ve never—“

”That’s why ‘m gonna teach you,” he affirmed, catching you as you practically crumbled as soon as he started circling your clit. “Feel good?”

”Mhm,” you hummed.

”Good. I can make you feel even better.”

You looked up at him through glassy eyes, catching the grin that painted his face.

”O-okay…”

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I’m on a bit of a character x tattooed/alt!reader kick so here’s one for Oikawa.

Oikawa Tooru who hates tattoos and can’t understand why anyone would “ruin” their bodies like that who eventually meets you, one of Iwa’s new friends. You’re absolutely covered in tattoos and yet… Oikawa is almost debilitatingly attracted to you at first sight. He doesn’t understand why he’s making a fool of himself and stuttering upon meeting you, all he knows is that he wants to know every single story behind all of your tattoos and pay for all of your future ones.

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OMGG I SWEAR TEENAGE DIRTBAG IS ONE OF THE BEST FICS IVE EVER READ

THANK YOUUUU💝

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ik the obsessed fic is abt bkg but the way u wrote keigo there is so goooddd, u make him so attractive and cheeky and charming omgg i'd love to see more of him in ur writting though he's my favorite i don't read him ever bc the way he's often written is eh for me but yourrsssssss !!? thanks for ur service

Ahhh you got me kicking my feet and giggling rn, thank you sm💝💝 I had a blast writing for him and would absolutely love to write for him more in the future

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Hiiii

I really like your rodrick fic and I was wondering when part 3 would be out?

Your writing is seriously soo good❤️ thanks for the amazing fics!

Thank youuuu, I don’t have a date set as I’ve only outlined it but I will assure you that the fic is definitely not abandoned

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tear me apart sequel!! HOLY SHIT IT WAS SO GOOD THE PLOT TWIST OF HER STANDING BEHIND AND THEN LIKING IT OMFG AND HER SAYING DABI WAS ACC MADE FOR HER IM chef’s kiss

Lolol thank you for readinggg, I’m so happy you liked it💝💝

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Heyy, I just wanted to tell you that I love teenage dirtbag soo much and thank you for writing this masterpiece ❤️❤️ Happy holidays! I hope you have an amazing 2025 with tons of inspiration<333

A little late to answering but thank you!! Glad you like the fic!! Happy belated holidays lol💝💝

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If anyone has any Omegaverse requests… I would not be opposed

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Helloo just a question, are you still gonna continue the teenage dirtbag??

Yeah, I have the final part outlined but I need to find ✨motivation✨

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After many years I have come to realize that my seasonal depression manifests as me hibernating in bed and switching back and forth between reading and writing fanfiction and not talking to a single soul that entire time