#Toya x OC

[billiereid]

What He Pays For - Chapter 1: Be Stronger Than I Am

Warnings: Rated X. This content is intended for readers ages 18 years and older. Minors, do not interact.

Contains: Descriptions of domestic violence. Prostitution.

Summary: Seika Matsubara is the daughter of one of the richest men in Japan. Well, at least she was. At twenty years old, she has inherited everything he owns. She sells the company to start a charity instead. How does she fund this charity? By using her quirk to force other rich men into donating. Eventually, the Hero Public Safety Commission hires her to do much of their dirty work, and there's one villain she just can't make herself stop.

In this chapter, Seika demonstrates exactly how she funds her charity.

It’s hard for Seika to believe that she had survived this long staying in her father’s house.

At 20 years old, she can still remember the words her mother said the last time they saw each other when Seika was just 13. “Be stronger than I am,” her mother had said, sitting on the couch in front of Seika. She was so confused when her father sent her up to her room for the night with no dinner. They always had dinner together. 

But the next morning, when Seika came out of her bedroom, her mother was nowhere to be found. Seika and her father were alone in his massive house, refusing to speak to each other, as always. 

As an adult, Seika knows what happened. She had heard the yelling, the breaking of furniture, the harsh sound of the back of his hand on her cheek. She could always hear it from upstairs in her room. She had watched her mother try to leave over and over again, although her mother didn’t think Seika knew. Seika’s father had fuck-you-money. He could make anyone disappear, if he wanted to. And after that day, when Seika’s mother sat down and instructed her to get stronger, her father never spoke of her mother again.

But that isn’t where they are now. 

Now, Seika’s father’s company has at least doubled its worth. He had another baby, which he gladly abandoned, with a large check sent to the child’s mother every month for her discretion. Akui Matsubara is rich and fat and happy.

Or at least he was. 

Now, he lay dead in a casket in front of Seika. She’s surrounded by his family, his friends, his business partners, a frown forced on her face for their sake. The doctors told her it was a heart attack. She doesn’t care what happened. He’s finally gone. 

At the reading of his estate, it’s no surprise that Seika has inherited everything. Even though they hated each other privately, Seika was Akui’s loving daughter in public. She went to charity balls and movie premiers and fashion shows on the company’s behalf. She made the company a lot of money.

Which is why she immediately turned around and sold the company to the highest bidder. 

Seika might’ve been the richest woman in all of Japan. Truthfully, she didn’t care. Because her next move was to open a women and children’s shelter in one of the city’s largest apartment buildings. She renovated it with the money she earned from selling the company.

And this is how she keeps it running.

Now, she’s in the large mansion of a very nice man in his fifties. His name is Yamamoto. He’s much too rich to live in this city, considering he could go anywhere he wants. And he’s also way too old to be accepting the company of a twenty year old like this. But he does. In fact, he’s paying for it, though he probably doesn’t know that he’s paying for it yet. 

After twenty minutes of half-assed foreplay on Yamamoto’s part, her dress is in a pile on the floor. His pants are around his ankles. She’s sitting on his lap, cock stuffed inside her, riding him like it’s her job, because it is. She’s forcing porn-star quality moans. Her eyes are locked onto his, making Yamamoto’s horny little brain believe that this is his one true desire in life. 

And then, her quirk kicks in.

“After we’re done here,” Seika says between moans, her tits bouncing in his face as she continues to ride him, “you’ll wire the money.”

And Yamamoto doesn’t know it yet, but he’ll follow her orders. He always does. Her quirk is unavoidable, though he doesn’t know it. To him, he’s just paying for sex, something he’s done dozens of times with other women. The entire experience is over much too quickly for Seika’s liking, and before she knows it, she’s curled up next to the creepy, disgusting Yamamoto, kissing his arms as if she’s in love with him. 

That is what he pays for, after all. 

[aheckinmess]

Character Calamity!

Because I have a habit of being an overachiever and trying to write ALL of the things...I'm putting up another poll about who I should write one-shots for.

But instead of including everyone I write for, I'm only going to include characters that I haven't written for my current MHA Imagines Compilation.

So...WHO SHALL I WRITE?!

[with-my-calamitous-love]

thinking about shouto naming his first son touya. hear me out.

he has a lot of really complicated feelings towards his family, specifically his eldest brother. he never really knew him as a brother, more so as a murderer or a villain. any chances he had to truly know touya and not dabi had been burned away in the ashes of their childhood.

he wishes he could have done something. maybe he could have had a brother. (rip natsuo but you get what i mean)

he’s laying next to your swollen belly, his hand just gently resting overtop feeling the life inside. when he brings up the name suggestion to you, you’re quick to point out the obvious- that touya was, in fact a criminal, an arsonist, and a murderer. and shouto understands that better than anyone. however.

he doesn’t want to name his son after a criminal. no, not at all. he wants to name his son after his brother, the memory of who he was before the world ruined him. he wants to remember touya todoroki, the boy who just wanted to please his father, who was so excited about his quirk, who probably did love his family, even just a little bit.

he couldn’t save touya. he couldn’t save the life that could have been. and he’ll never fully forgive himself for that. but if he can’t save his brother, he’ll save his name.

he’s determined to.

[summercreolefanfictioner]

the scent wafts in, her name making him beg on his knees masterlist + playlist

pairing: dabi / todoroki touya x fem!oc / reader (MODERN AU)

themes: major red flags, mentions of cheating and prostitution, ED, nsfw, domestic abuse, violence, alcoholism, cigarette smoking, toxic relationships, mental health, co-dependency and other related themes (YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED)

summary: "Please remember that. That's my real name. Todoroki is written as roaring fire, and Touya means lamp arrow. That's my name." Touya tightened his embrace around her waist, and it made her swoon, letting his breath ghost over his skin as a mark of his territory. "Say my name for me."

In which Todoroki Touya returns home after rebelling against his family for 7 years and undergoes rehab and therapy. And no, it wasn't about forgiveness. He just wanted to be a better man and make her his again. [SET IN MODERN AU]

notes: for this one, pls keep in mind that touya didn't have much scars on his face; mostly are on his body to accomodate the plot; charas might be ooc since this is modern au

prologue

chapter 1.1

chapter 1.2

chapter 1.3

chapter 2.1

chapter 2.2

chapter 2.3

bonus chapter 1

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

[redr0sewrites]

Out of work in time to read your new fic! 😁

For fluffy asks, what about going ice skating with Touya?

-B3an

🗝️ A/n: I LOVE THISSSS HES SO CUTE

🗝️ Cw: none, implied postwar!Touya, just fluff

🗝️ dividers

"Eek!" you shriek, falling into Touya's side as you struggle to stand. you slip down to your knees, the cold ice stinging you through your pants as your skates scrabble against the ice. he curses under his breath before grabbing onto your hands and pulling you upright, only for you to pull him down alongside you. he barely manages to keep himself from crushing you as you fall back on your ass, while he slips to the side.

"we really suck at this," you remark, and Touya rolls his eyes.

"wow, really? i never could've gussed," he grumbles, the non burnt parts of his face flushed from the icy temperature. you lean forward to press a kiss to his pink nose, enjoying the way he flushes a slightly darker red- and not from the cold.

"here," you say, pulling yourself to your knees and slowly but surely steadying yourself as you rise. "lets get up together." Touya hums in agreement, grabbing your gloves hands and pulling himself up alongside you. for a second your knees buckle, but you catch yourself, and now the both of you are standing somewhat steadily on the ice.

Touya shuffles to your side, squeezing your hand now laced with his. while you were wearing gloves, the cold had never been a problem for him and he slips a bare finger beneath your gloves to touch your wrist. warmth immediately spreads from the area of contact, as he subtly uses his quirk to warm you up. you giggle, and kiss him again, this time on the lips. you marvel at the way both of your breaths, now visible in the cold air, mingle together in between your mouths.

"who knew you were a big softy, huh?" you coo, and he rolls his eyes. "yeah, yeah. only for you."

"of course,"

you pull away, stumbling for a second before maintaining your balance. using your free hand to balance yourself, you slowly begin to move forward with Touya at your side. each rhythmic motion of slowly but steadily gliding over the ice brings you more and more joy, and you can't help but let out an enthusiastic laugh once you realize that your finally getting the hang of it.

Touya watches your joy with an unreadable expression on his face, cerulean eyes admiring your smile with undisguised affection. internally, he decides right then and there that he would do anything to see you happy- even pretend to not know how to ice skate just to protect your feelings.

[urcrowley]

Floral flame drawing but instead of y/n it’s me 🔥🔥🔥

[breiterart]

❄️ | 𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐱 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬 | ❄️

I’m late with all sorts of winter events, so let’s just all pretend that I’m at least in time for Dabi’s birthday or this is just a cute winter fake screen story

Also, the impossible has happened, a kiss!

(Since Mira is Russian, she doesn’t understand this tradition of kissing under mistletoe, we don’t have such a tradition and mistletoe in general is not a part of New Year’s paraphernalia + she doesn’t like to show her feelings)

She’s such a grouch🙄

[lalenrasch]

✨Dabi x Heartbreaker✨

[leviiackrman]

SIMS 4 OC LOOKBOOK: Kyutoku - Rin & Dabi (Toya Todoroki)

Of all the ocs I’ve made so far, here is the final couple! I’m so glad I found the dabi scars cc cus he looks so. good. !! Anyways up, let me know what you think and which is your favourite!! P.S: everyone keeps hanging out at their villain base and I can’t stop laughing, they both hate it lmao

Ackermans || Rikihisas || Enatsu

Tag list (ask to be added or removed): @carrionsflower @statichvm @risingsh0t @simonxriley @tommyarashikage @kanos @bbrocklesnar @confidentandgood @unholymilf @florbelles @thedeadthree @shellibisshe @roofgeese @aezyrraeshh @faerune @tekehu @jackiesarch @minaharkers @sergeiravenov @carlosoliveiraa @rosenfey @nokstella @queennymeria @heroofpenamstan @alexxmason @tethrras @jamessunderlandgf @a-treides @solasan @bigbywlf @delzinrowe

[takingchences]

𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 °₊ ⛧ ͯ , ༄

★ 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈

A young agent for the Hero Commission offers a hand to a scarred boy on the street, unaware that one act of kindness would come back to haunt her years later. After all, the road to Hell is paved with good intentions.

Pairing: Yandere!Dabi x fem!oc ( feat. Hawks )

Warnings: NSFW, dark themes, mature language, smut, violence, angst, dub/con, stalking, death, blood/gore, choking, yandere behavior, drugging, marking/branding, obsession, degradation, kidnapping, dacryphilia, voyeurism, Stockholm Syndrome, and mentions of abuse. I probably left some out, but I'll put a warning on each chapter to be safe. Read at your own discretion.

© 𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰 / 𝙼𝙷𝙰

playlist + my masterlist + face claim

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Ch. 1 ⛧ Ch. 2 ⛧ Ch. 3 ⛧ Ch. 4 ⛧

more to be added...

Taglist: @minniebinnie @fabii275 @dabislittlemouse @catblogs-n-awesome

[sanzusslutt]

Pairing: Touya "Dabi" Todoroki x f!Y/n -minors do not interact.

Warnings: smut with no plot, clit play, cursing, praising, dumbification, unprotected sex (do not recommend), no after care, begging, dacryphilia, fem pronouns + fem body descriptions, dirty talk, degrading, sub!reader, creampie, sry if I missed any..

Summary: Not anything special just Dabi being spicy obsessed with you.

"Call my name now, slut." dabi's words felt like poison but with his big cock so deep inside your warm walls, you can't even comprehend what he just said.

"Oh, you got so dumb on my cock that your stupid little brain can't even form a sentence?" his thrusts were so perfectly angled that your eyes rolled to the back of your head simultaneously every time the tip of his cock met your sweet spot.

"Whose dick made you this dumb, dear?" he picked up the pace, placing your knees close to your head to get better access to the spot deep inside you that made your legs tremble. He lowered his hand, positioning his thumb on your throbbing clit and doing little circles on the bud, instantly sending you to cloud nine and a familiar babbling sense on your stomach.

"Cat got your tongue? Answer me." Diamond blue eyes staring directly at yours as he waited for you to answer.

"You won't get to cum if you dont tell me you know whose dick made you so fucking dumb." his words cut like knifes as he stopped all his motions, moving his hand closer to your face and landing a hard slap across your cheek, bringing you almost out of submission. he placed his hand around your neck as you felt tears building in your eyes from the aching on your now cherry-red cheek.

"You!! You daddy!! you make me feel so good!! You Touya!! Ahh!!!" that's all he needed to hear from your mouth. he just wanted to hear his name fall from your lips to continue his hard thrusts and the circulating motions on your puffy clit.

"So good, doll.. thats what I wanted to hear..." he closed the distance between your faces, meeting your lips for a messy kiss as he pinched one of your nipples with his other hand.

he broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your mouths and white dots blurring your vision as you stepped closer and closer to the edge. with one last snap of his hips you gushed all over his thighs and torso. he wasn't too far behind. white thick liquid filling you to the brim as he worked both of you to your high.

he pulled his semi-soft cock out of your gummy walls, his cum coming out of you and falling down the sheets. he moved his long fingers and placed them out of your cunt, pushing his seed back inside you. "Don't let it go to waste, doll" was the last thing you heard and with a soft kiss on the top of your head, he let you rest in his warm arms.

i wrote this in class, I don't even know what this is...

[project-niji-official]

Happy Father's Day!

Characters:

Left: Aoyagi Toya from Vivid BAD SQUAD

Middle: Aoyagi Inaba from eat leaves? (Akitoya's adopted daughter)

Right: Shinonome Akito from Vivid BAD SQUAD

Art by @akitofp

[with-my-calamitous-love]

ARE WE FALLING LIKE SNOW AT THE BEACH?

shouto tdrk x reader

how he’d act in a relationship

same premise as the kirishima, shinso, izuku, and touya ver.

inspired by snow on the beach

shouto todoroki, who didn’t think love had a significant place in his life. who obviously felt love, from his friends, his siblings, his mom- but never the kind of love that made his heart thump out of his chest. not until he met you, that is.

shouto todoroki, who can’t get the day he first met you out of his head. it was a few moons ago, yet it replays like an award winning movie in his mind. but could anyone blame him? time stopped when he saw you. like specks of lights dancing around him. he mistakenly thought that he simply was seeing stars, dazed from the presence of you. he can’t help but wonder all the times you’ve passed by unbeknownst to him, and why it took him this long to find you.

shouto todoroki, who’s life had been emotionally abusive. his dreams at night, his waking moments, his mind, his hands, and his scars never allow him to fully escape from the past. so it makes sense just why he was so enthralled with you. he genuinely thought your quirk was the ability to stop time, the way you took the demons of his past and hushed them, allowing shouto a few moments of blissful refuge. he doesn’t understand it, but he isn’t complaining.

shouto todoroki, who doesn’t understand why you want him. who thinks that the prospect of you ever returning his feelings is impossible. who thinks its crazy, insane, uncanny, unnatural, otherworldly and fucking beautiful when you tell him you love him. he knows a lot of things, fire and ice, pain and love, mothers and fathers, life and death, but his favourite is you and him. even if it made no sense to him.

shouto todoroki, who maybe isn’t the most conversational type at times. who tilts his head adorably when you tell him a joke that flies over his head. who barley uses the class group chat, or his siblings group chat that he adds you too. who tries for you, sending emoji’s or (quite random) gifs when words fail him. he’s trying, and you love him for it.

shouto todoroki, who knows more about emotions than he lets on. who is your comfort person. who asks if you want advice for just someone for listen. who holds you while you cry, kisses your forehead and rubs circles on your back. who sits with you, holding your hand while he explains his point of view on things. who is always on your side, always knows what to say, and is always there for you.

shouto todoroki, who doesn’t understand how handsome he is. who is aware of his reputation for being the most handsome guy of 1-A, yet is so dense its adorable. who didn’t really care about what we wore until he started dating you. who suddenly feels confident in his looks, never denying the pink that blooms on his cheeks when you compliment him. who just wants to look his best for you.

shouto todoroki, who is physically incapable of finding you unattractive. who will call you beautiful when you’ve just woken up with pimple patches. when you’re all sweaty from a workout. when you’re bruised from training too hard or sobbing over some dumb drama. who thinks you’re stunning when you’re you.

shouto todoroki, whose nicknames for you are beautiful, love, darling, gorgeous, or just your name.

shouto todoroki, who opens up to you. who tells you about his past, his father, his oldest brother… who expects you to turn away in disgust. who considers just hiding away all his traumas, afraid to lose what he has with you. who watches in absolute, starstruck awe when you love him anyway.

speaking of his past… shouto todoroki, who defends you with his life. who absolutely does not care what his father thinks of you. who speaks of you like you are the creator of the universe itself when his family asks about you. who assures the people around him of his love for you, that he’s found someone who makes him happy.

shouto todoroki, who is a gentlemen in a world of boys. who leans down when you’re talking to him so you can speak in his ear. who always drives no matter what. who pays for your everything before you can protest. who zips up your clothes, buttons up your jackets, holds your bags and sleeps on the outer end of the bed. who knows everything you deserve and stops at nothing to be that for you.

shouto todoroki, can’t even speak when he’s around you. he won’t dare to jinx it, and he’s scared of wishing it. who hopes that despite how foreign and strange love may feel, that you truly are the one. who prays that you’re what he deserves, and that he can he everything you deserve and more. who’s smile lights up like a contest when you text him. who can’t be dishonest about how hard and how beautiful he’s fallen for you. who wonders if this can be a real thing. can it?

shouto todoroki, who falls for you like snow on the beach. who knows its weird, and that it shouldn’t happen, and loves you more for it. who would fall for you again, and again, and again, simply because its you.

bakugou version next!

[summercreolefanfictioner]

this is just an excerpt for a dabi-centric modern au fic I am doing in the future

the scent wafts in, her name making him beg on his knees prologue

pairing: dabi/todoroki touya x fem!reader/oc (MODERN AU)

summary: He mentions her name after 6 months in therapy, absentmindedly narrating vivid memories of her. She was the only good thing during his darkest times.

(In which Touya returns home after rebelling against his family for 7 years. And no, it wasn't about forgiveness. He wanted to fix himself because of a certain someone.)

themes: co-dependency, self-destructive behavior, toxic relationships, nsfw, family issues, violence

He touches her like she was water, like rain in the desert, like he was parched and she the only cure in his quenching thirst. He had always wanted to ruin her, sink her down in his level as all he knew was destroy himself further. Fuck his lungs. Fuck his liver. Fuck his life. He would die rebelling against the world, watching it burn in front of him as he drowns in pleasure of holding her in his arms.

Dabi—no; tonight, there would be no lies. Tonight, he finally allowed her a secret he kept to himself. She was sighing, a mere whisper in the dark because she had always been like that to him. She was his little secret, the good thing that made sense in his messy brain, that one thing that urged him to feel even if he was numb.

"Touya," he coaxed her, confusing her as he gingerly wiped the tears absentmindedly running from her cheeks. "Call me by my name. My name's Touya."

She immediately understood, sniffing through the tears as she nodded and tried her best. Touya," she called like she was testing the waters. It felt weird, but the name suited him; fitted him more than Dabi. "Touya," she tried again, and her voice was a lot gentler, like she was seeing the real him, the real boy beneath his ruined self.

"Touya…"

Love, he thought, wanting a taste of it, fucking hurts so bad.

"I'll kiss you," he said, not needing her answers anymore. Touya will take what he wanted when he wanted it. He wasn't being nice in the first place anyway.

They were naked in each other's arms, her finger on his lips as she let him savor her taste, memorizing it in his head as his touch ghosted behind her back to pull her close. He won't let go for tonight. She was his, and he was hers. He could never run away from this anymore.

Love was a taste of a shitty medicine; made him feel better yet rendered him bitter.

He couldn't outright tell her he would be leaving for a while, something about "fixing his shit because he didn't want to hurt any further." The old times when he would destroy things in fits of anger, lash out his frustrations at her even though it wasn't her fault, and nestling up to her because she was a fucking saint and she was always so understanding even though he didn't deserve it.

But Todoroki Touya was selfish. He wanted her, so bad. So bad he hated her, hated how she would just smile, hated how she would still insist on him staying even though his mere presence around her hurt.

"Don't forget me. Don't be someone else's," he begged in between kisses as he laid her down on their shared bed. He didn't have to do that, but he had to be sure. All his life, he was never chosen. He was tired of being second best. He was done seeking approval.

But he wanted her, so for her, he did.

She was so lost in hazy pleasure that all she could do was nod and let him do whatever he wanted.

Just be mine. Be mine only.

"Touya…"

Touya…

Didn't you know?

I have always been yours.

next chapter

masterlist

[miya-akane]

─ "it's your day!"

→ pairing. (any character) x birthday girl! reader (but no pronouns used)

→ tw. none

Today's a special day. Why? Cause it's your birthday. But seems like no one remembers it? Or do they just don't know?

That's weird. No texts that wish you a 'happy birthday'. No one actually wish you when you met them. It's like they actually just forgot about it.

Walking back to your house with a sulking heart, you opened the front door just to be greeted by your friends and family saying a 'happy birthday!'

What shocked you the most is (character's name), your s/o was the one that planned all of this. They got out of the kitchen while holding a cake while others just sing the 'happy birthday to you' song in the background.

As the cake with (your age) candles was in front of you, they said "Go on love, make your wish."

You closed your eyes while saying your wish in your head and blow the candles out. This moment makes tears came out of your eyes. Tears of happiness.

"Happy birthday (name)."

notes. a lil birthday special for myself. I don't know who to write so its up to you then it could be anyone you want.

[urcrowley]

Trad Doodles since I haven’t touched my iPad in weeks…..

Me and Hawks canon !!!!!

I hate paperrrrrrrrrr 👎👎👎👎👎

Been relly bussy lately so I might post lots of traditional doodles