#bnha sh au

[number1villainstan]

Chisaki: Okay, we're doing well, now that Shigaraki has access to AFO's funds and he's sharing with us we can do all of those little repairs and upgrades and pay raises we've been putting off because we're no longer fucking broke aaaaaaaaand there are googly eyes everywhere. i should have seen that coming Chisaki: KURONO! Kurono, coming into the room: Yeah? Chisaki: Why are there googly eyes everywhere. Kurono: Kurono: No reason

[angie-starz]

And if I said toxic role reversal chronohaul?

[mobunso]

Courage to Heal

mobunso

Summary:

Izuku Midoriya’s life has become a living hell. Ruthless bullies follow and harass him at school, including his childhood friend and extinguished crush Bakugo. Abuse and neglect await his arrival home. After he gets kicked out and finds the number 1 hero, will we finally find his purpose? Can he be a hero?

(hahahah probably not. have you read those tags? good luck folks! deku is in for some traaaaumaaa~)

Notes:

Hello!!! Everything is the tags and summary is currently subject to change as I’m still drafting everything. This WILL be a Dadzaw and Papa Mic adopting vigilante Deku and abused Shinsou fic. As well as a Bakugo redemption and an eventual BakuDeku fic!

Please read the trigger warnings for EVERY chapter because they change almost every time. I will not put a trigger warning on a chapter if it isn’t in that specific chapter. If triggering content isn’t your jam, I don’t recommend this fic. There would be too much skipping around if you avoid the triggering content.

Eventually, we will have Shinso and Denki and more Dadzawa angst with all 4 kiddos.

Please leave comments and feedback! This is my first fic so I don’t know how to improve for you guys if you don’t tell me!!

Chapter 1: Two Sides of the Same Damn Coin

Summary:

Izuku Midoriya’s life has become a living hell. Ruthless bullies follow and harass him at school, including his childhood friend and extinguished crush Bakugo. Abuse and neglect await his arrival home. After he gets kicked out and finds the number 1 hero, will we finally find his purpose? Can he be a hero?

(hahahah probably not. have you read those tags? good luck folks! deku is in for some traaaaumaaa~)

TW bullying, physical abuse, SH references, implied suicidal thoughts, implied depression and anxiety, panic

Notes:

Hello!!! Everything is the tags and summary is currently subject to change as I’m still drafting everything. This WILL be a Dadzaw and Papa Mic adopting vigilante Deku and abused Shinsou fic. As well as a Bakugo redemption and an eventual BakuDeku fic!

Please read the trigger warnings for EVERY chapter because they change almost every time. I will not put a trigger warning on a chapter if it isn’t in that specific chapter. If triggering content isn’t your jam, I don’t recommend this fic. There would be too much skipping around if you avoid the triggering content.

Eventually, we will have Shinso and Denki and more Dadzawa angst with all 4 kiddos.

Please leave comments and feedback! This is my first fic so I don’t know how to improve for you guys if you don’t tell me!!

The coming chapters won’t be as short or as badly formatted i am SO sorry.

Chapter 1

His hands were trembling, a physical manifestation of how rapid his thoughts trampled through his mind. Shaky fingers meticulously picked through emerald green hair, as if looking desperately for any sort of distraction from the issue at hand. There were none. The reality in front of him stared him in the face. Izuku Midoriya could not run away from how others perceived him or how their perception caused others to treat him. He couldn’t blame them. Who would want to be kind to a worthless, not to mention quirkless child like him? His breath hitched as he eyed the other students in the classroom. They always found insults to hurl in his direction, whether it be about his lingering stench of being barred from taking regular showers, his lack of power, how sometimes his binder sticks out from his uniform in the back just enough to be seen, or whatever hateful comment Kacc- Katsuki would call him.

A growling voice jolted the green-haired child from his mumbling. “Hey! What the fuck are you going on about? Did I say you could speak, nerd? Don’t forget your place. You’re just a worthless Deku.” His childhood friend sneered at him through gritted teeth. Izuku felt the familiar crackling burn of Katsuki Bakugou's explosive quirk melting into his skin, but he didn’t cry out. He didn’t cry at all. Izuku stared dead ahead of him, not an emotion to be seen. He was empty.

Izuku had been bullied like this for as long as he knew he would never be like the other kids. He had a target placed on his back the day that the doctor proclaimed him to be quirkless. Kaccha- Katsuki, dammit would parade his cult of like-minded bullies around the school like a king. Every chance that he, or any of his goons got, they would harass, burn, pin, kick, punch, throw things at, and report Deku to the teachers for any reason they could think of.

“Settle down class!” The complacent chime of his teacher’s voice rang out like a bell. The students sat idly and half-listened to a lecture that seemed to last forever. Izuku may not have cried out when Bakugou charred his flesh, but he was broken on the inside. He couldn’t escape the abuse, not even once he left school.

As soon as the bell shook Izuku from his seat, he sprang out of the classroom. He darted through the halls, avoiding all of the pointed looks from what should be his peers. Panic was setting in and he needed to get out of the school as soon as possible, not that home would be much better.

Izuku yanked off his shoes and practically threw them into his locker. Inside were his fairly new, bright red Filas. His parents may not want him around, but they’d rather get him new shoes than they would get a call from CPS. The last time Izuku showed up to school with his worn-out garbs, the teacher saw dried blood on both the cuffs of his uniform jacket and on his shoes. “God dammit Izumi!” Inko would scream, “Stop telling people about any of the shit that happens around her. It isn’t anyone’s business but ours. Do you want to be taken away from us? Do you want to end up homeless? Nobody would want you!” Shaking the snarling voices of his parents away, he quickly pulled on the shoes with a sad smile and shoved the locker shut.

Green hair flashed by the entrance of the school and past the gates. Once he bolted down the first alleyway, he slowed his pace. He should be safe now. Even if he was fun to play with, nobody would chase him this far away from the school. At the end of the day, he was worthless. Why would anyone go out of their way to follow him out of their way?

Eventually, the slow trudging of his feet came to a stop. He hesitantly raised his eyes to the door of what should be his home. Shaking again, he pulled out his house key and fit it inside the lock with a ka-ching. Despair flooded Izuku’s mind as he carefully attempted to keep the door from making any noise as he shut it.

Being careful didn’t matter when his mother loomed behind the door. The pain came with a crack. Stinging tears of horror and grief flooded the corners of his eyes. Grieving the loss of a mother who never loved you. Grieving the loss of a mother who was still alive- standing right in front of him. Izuku felt the gooey warmth of blood dripping down his face, “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to disturb you! I was trying to come in as quiet as I could, I promise! I didn’t mean to make you look at me, Inko! Please forgive me!” Tears mixed with blood dripped down Izuku’s face, splashing onto the hardwood floor. He practically fell to the ground and tore off a piece of his school uniform, hands struggling to use it to wipe up the concoction of sorrow and abuse off of the floor. Panic raged through him as he continued desperately to somehow recover the situation. His thoughts were meteors, racing through empty space and then exploding in on themselves. Finally, he struggled to stand up.

“Izumi!” Inko spat, “Get out of my sight. If I see you again, I’ll make sure you don’t want to come back. Go play with your razor blades or something. Maybe if you cut deep enough, I’ll start to care.” Izuku took a quick step backwards and soaked in the sight of the woman who was supposed to love him the most. Tears built up in the corners of his eyes and he ran upstairs before Inko could see the hurt he allowed into his heart. Her bitter laughter cut through the house.

Izuku softly shut the door before sliding down to the ground. The dam broke. His breathing hitched, his sobs echoed through his empty room. “Why can’t you just care about me? Am I really that hard to love?” He whispered softly to no one.

[kidokear]

Does anyone else think that Bakugou would make a great Silent Hill protagonist? I mean, with his complicated relationship with Midoriya and all the guilt, denial, suppressed emotions that comes with that alone, along with his insecurities, intense desire to be the best at everything, at least in everyone’s eye, and the expectations placed on him ever since he was a child, and every other complex aspect of his personality. I’m just saying that the town will have a field day with him and I’m very interested in that.

Just a thought that won’t leave me alone since 4am. I might be a little sleep deprived. ^^;>

Regardless, I like this idea a lot and I might draw something for it if I come up of more stuff to add to it.

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚒||𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛 - 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑

𝕎𝕀𝕊ℙ𝕊𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕊

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Ft Todoroki Natsuo, Dabi, & (cheater!)Todoroki Shouto; Ft Stolen|Payback, size kink, daddy kink, creampie(wow, i’m realising that that’s a very common theme here)

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own BNHA or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

WC: 5,164(a longer one :D)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Includes references to cheating(by Shouto), daddy kink, age gap, light breeding kink(one line), references to arson and violence, few uses of “Y/n”, 1st Person POV, obligatory exhibitionism/public sex warning (Series Warning)

𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔦 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢: This is Quirkless!AU, so Dabi’s ‘scars’ are just cool tattoos, maybe a bit of burn scars bc he’s still a pyromaniac lol

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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‘I hate him! I hate him!! I hate him!!!’ I screamed in my mind as I wiped my tears again, getting out of my car. ‘That fucking bastard!’ I wanted nothing more than to actually scream out what I was feeling but I just wanted to get in, grab my shit, and go. I used the spare key I almost wanted to shove down his throat, to get into his family home. I haphazardly tossed my shoes off and barely slid on the house slippers before I started on my way into the home.

With my tears blurring my vision to next to nothing, my thoughts were going a million miles a minute with the constantly recurring thought of how heavy my finger feels without the ring that bastard had the audacity to promise himself to me with. I didn’t see the hulking figure in front of me, having heard the harsh shutting of the door. I crashed into a solid chest and almost fell had it not been for the Firefighter’s fast reflexes.(Am I funny now??)

“I-I’m so sorry, sir. I-,” I tried and failed to suppress a sob that interrupted my sentence, “I di-didn’t se-ee you..” My body shook with my repressed sobs, though I couldn’t bring myself to care. In my state, I also hadn’t realized that Shouto’s father hadn’t let me go yet, nor had I realized he was shirtless.

“Y/n? What happened?” Enji asked, a hand coming up to cup my face and brush away the tears. I hadn’t even had a moment’s thought of how intimate the action was. I was simply comforted by the, vaguely surprisingly gentle hold.

“I-I don’t.. I don’t wan-want to c-cause anything..” I said through the tears still running down my face. The upside to the tears running meant that they weren’t all in my eyes, so I could actually see to an extent.

“Don’t worry about that, Little Flame, what’s happened?”

“Sh-Shouto…” Even saying his name wrought a strike of pain to my heart. Apparently, I physically cringed at it, making Enji pull me into a warm embrace. Burying my face in his bare chest, I felt content enough to continue, “He-He cheated on me…” I mumbled, just loud enough that he could hear. Suddenly, the hold around me tightened, not in a painful way, no, in a protective way that made me feel safe for reasons I didn’t understand in my emotional state. It almost took my thoughts away from the imaginary weight on my hand even with the lack thereof.

“He what?” Enji all but growled, I could somehow tell, though, that he wasn’t angry with me. I nodded into his form and curled in on myself a bit more.

“W-with Yaomomo..” I shuttered out, seemingly a substitute for the sobs that wracked my body just minutes ago. It seems I was out of tears. I could feel his fists clench before he pulled back, holding me by my shoulders.

“That is unacceptable, Little Flame. I promise he will be dealt with accordingly. In the meantime, is there anything I can do for you?” The large man asked, the look in his eyes seeming like he already had something in mind. The feeling of safety and security he gave me, as well as the powerful look in his eye, I decided in under 5 seconds.

“C-can you hold me..?” I asked weakly, wanting to feel his strong arms around me again.

“Of course, Little Flame, anything for you,” He gave me a smile that sent a shiver down my spine for all the wrong reasons since he’s my, now Ex(whether he knew it or not), fiancé’s father. That thought didn’t stay long as all I wanted to focus on was the comfort he could give me.

He effortlessly lifted me into his arms and moved to the family room and sat down in the large armchair with me now in his lap. He led me to lean into his chest as he caressed my back with both hands. With his entire body naturally dwarfing me, his hands encompassed most of the space, his left hand gently stroking over my lower back while his right stayed between my shoulder blades.

My breathing returned to normal while I inhaled his smoky scent and let myself feel his body against mine, lightly blushing when I finally processed that he had nothing on his very built torso. I moved my head closer to his neck from where it lay on his shoulder, my hands beginning to slide up and down his hard chest slightly, feeling the sparse, coarse chest hair. Slowly, his left hand moved lower and dipped under my sweater top and stroked his fingers lightly on the skin just above my where my leggings ended.

His right hand smoothed down my spine before he planted it heavily on my thigh. He stroked his thumb over the area, so close to my mound, and it made me clench around nothing. He’s my cheating ex’s father, I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing this, any of this, with him, but he’s just so big and warm and comforting and I’d be a boldfaced liar if I said I’d never thought about it. I’d also be a liar if I said part of me didn’t want to get revenge on Shouto, and you know what they say, ‘If he cheats, fuck his dad,’ no matter if it makes me feel the tiniest bit guilty.

Lifting my head up to look at him I inadvertently arched my back to look into his eyes. My gaze flickered to his lips and I noticed that his did the same to mine. Before I could even think of any reason not to, I leaned forward and captured his lips. He immediately returned the kiss and slid his left hand up my back, under my sweater top, to pull me closer.

“Yo! I’m home!” The front door opened and closed as Natsuo announced his presence. I startled and started to pull back but Enji stopped me.

“Don’t worry, Little Flame. Natsuo! Do you know if Shouto will be home soon?” Enji called down the hall to Genkan.

“Uh, I think so, why?” His voice got closer to the family room and my panic started to steadily grow with each step at the prospect of being found like this. The misunderstanding could be the end of me. As far as I knew only Enji and I knew about the affair, or at least that I knew as Shouto had no idea I had found out. So if my supposed fiancé’s brother found me in their father’s lap, I could only imagine the media storm I would fall prey to.

“Good. So he can see what he lost.” The smirk was evident in his voice and I was ready for the shouts and accusations as Natsu turned the corner.

“Oh, shit. You girls really mean it when you say that if a guy cheats on you, sleep with their dad, huh? Respect. Definitely gonna make sure not to piss off my girlfriend…” The lack of extreme reaction shocked me and I could only gawk at Natsu as he moved to sit down on the couch furthest from us.

“I- w-wait… What..? You know?” I stutter out, still gawking.

“I found out last night. I don’t have your number so I couldn’t tell you so I tried to find you but I had no clue where you were, sorry.” He bowed his head in genuine apology and I felt slightly better knowing that Natsu, even being Shouto’s brother, wanted to tell me of his betrayal.

“Now, Little Flame. Let me make you feel good, and even better when you can show him that you know he fucked up.” Enji’s voice brought me back and, with a newfound enthusiasm, I dove back in and crashed my lips to his, heat blooming in my core at the sound of his deep baritone voice cussing, for me no less. His left hand then moved down to my other thigh where he squeezed the flesh and angled them so his thumbs would both be rubbing at the edges of my cunt. I moaned wantonly into his mouth and rolled my hips to both grind on his bulge and try to get his hands further on my clothed pussy.

“Hey, Natsuo! I’m here! What did you want to talk to me about?” Shouto’s oldest brother, Touya— though he said to call him Dabi— called into the house with the sound of the front door opening and closing again.

“In the living room! I guess it’s more show and tell now, though.”

“Show and tell? What are you, fi- Holy fuck…” Dabi stopped mid-step as he turned the corner and then started to laugh in amazement, “Damn, what the hell did Shouto do?! If you’re fuckin’ the Old Man he must have really fucked up.” He spoke through his laughing fit before he wiped an imaginary tear and smirked in our direction. “But, uh, hey, if you’re lookin’ for revenge on the brat, I’m always free, too, babe.” I rested my head on Enji’s chest sideways to look at the tattooed man and giggled as I never stopped the motion of my hips.

“I’ll keep that in mind next time he cheats.” I said bitterly and got a sick sense of satisfaction when I saw the way Dabi’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open.

“Holy shit, forget revenge fucking his dad, I’m gonna help you set the bastard on fire.” I had heard stories of his pyromaniac tendencies but I didn’t think they were real, or at least I thought they were massively exaggerated.

“How about the three of us go afterwards, Touya.” Natsuo’s voice called from the couch and I returned my full attention to Enji when he kissed and nipped at my neck with a possessive growl in my ear.

“Sounds good, Natsu. Now scoot over, ain’t no way I’m missing this shit.” The pleased man trotted over to his brother and sat, watching in both lewd interest and smug satisfaction. Getting impatient, I whined and ground my hips harder against the behemoth of a man.

“Please..” My voice came out high-pitched and needy, “Please, Daddy…” Enji’s breath hitched at the name and I panicked for only a second before another, more possessive growl sounded against my throat, and his hands wrapped tightly around my hips and moved my hips to roughly press into his as he leaned back enough to capture my lips.

“Damn, how am I both not surprised at all and yet entirely unprepared for that?” Dabi muttered to Natsuo who only offered a breathless chuckle in return.

Finally getting impatient, Enji slid his hands up from my waist and took my sweater top with the lift. I sat up to help him shuck it off and teasingly tossed it at Dabi. He whooped and jokingly told Natsuo to hand over his wallet. I rolled my eyes with a smile before my spine stiffened with a shocked gasp and moan when Enji’s thumbs dug into the seam of my leggings, with the rest of his big hands pulling the fabric taut, and tearing into them to expose my soaked panties.

“Holy shit… I mean, I figured it’s been a while since he got laid but, fuck, that was…” Natsuo spoke, both bewildered and kind of amazed at the actions of his father and the strength he exhibited in the moment.

“Desperate? Savage? Insane only the most pent-up kind of horny can make you? Yea.” Dabi cheekily replied, still not taking his eyes off the scene as he leaned toward his brother to mutter his response. Enji kept a hand at the apex of my thighs surrounded by the remains of my pants and used the other to pull me back down for a sweet kiss to my lips, to my cheek, and my jaw.

“I’ll buy you a new pair, Little Flame, I’m sorry,” he apologized, though it only sounded about half genuine in the moment, as he nipped at my lobe. His lips attached to my neck as his hand returned to the shreds of fabric and he maneuvered it enough that he could pull it easily enough down my thighs without disturbing our connection.

“Fuck… Enji, please..” I whined, the throbbing in my core becoming too much. He growled lowly at my voice and nipped at the skin just below my ear and moved his hand back to my soaked-through panties.

“Needy, Little Flame, huh?” He asked teasingly as he slid his thumb over my cunt through my underwear. My grip on his broad shoulders tightened and I let a chalky breath out at the pleasure just a layer closer to my heat. As if he could sense my thoughts, Enji moved his thumb to sneak under the hem of my panties to stroke my pussy directly. The sudden stimulation had me crying out and arching my back, pushing my chest against his.

Enji used his free hand to pop open the clasp on my bra and help me pull it off, leaving my breasts exposed. Dabi whistled and I didn’t have a chance to give a witty response when the hulking man beneath me took one of my nipples between his lips and sucked. I gasped and clenched around nothing which he must have felt. His fingers moved and he pulled the fabric to the side of my pussy and stroked through the labia with his fore and middle fingers before he eased them into my hole. While he sucked on my tit and lightly nipped at the bud, he slowly moved his fingers in and out, in and out, in and out of me. He turned his wrist over to have his closed palm facing upwards and sped up his ministrations.

“So tight, he hasn’t been taking care of you, has he?” Enji popped off of my nipple and spoke.

“T-Too.. busy fucking my best-best friend, I guess…” I breathed and looked down at his face which held a lust-clouded anger, a fire in his eyes as he gazed up at me. My gaze flickered down to where he was finger fucking my cunt and I saw the dark patch on the front of his sweatpants from my dripping arousal.

“Which one is her best friend again?” Dabi murmured to Natsuo, clicking a lighter repeatedly, likely a fidget the Pyromaniac had developed.

“Uh, the one with the giant ponytail and her tits always out.” Natsuo summed her up, making me giggle breathlessly while their father fingered me.

“Oh, yea, that one. Wait- Yaoyorozu? The brat of that one ridiculously rich and snobby family we do business with?”

“That’s the one. Yea, I never liked her, she was somehow a little brat and a stick in the mud at the same time.” My instinctive response was to defend her, say she was different if she was comfortable around you, but I stopped myself, quickly remembering just what kind of person she really is if she would betray me like this, to fuck my fiancé behind my back and have the audacity to lie to my face and still smile at me as if she wasn’t a homewrecking whore.

“Oh, fuck. Y’know I always did was want to watch them crash and burn.” I smiled and shivered at Dabi’s sentiment and moaned loudly when Enji’s thick fingers brushed against the spongy spot inside me. He smirked and brought his hand back up to hold the back of my neck to pull me into another kiss.

Even with his fingers plunging into my heat again and again, I felt far too empty so I lightly scraped my nails down his chest to the waistband of his sweatpants. He groaned into my mouth and his grip tightened on my nape and his fingers in my pussy plunged faster and harder. I moaned— a whiny, high-pitched noise— against his lips and rushed to yank his pants down below his solid cock.

Finally getting it free, I wrapped my hand around his dick and began to stroke. I gathered my own arousal on my fingers and smeared it over his tip to mix it with his pre-cum and used the mixture to lube my strokes. With each stroke, his kiss became more hungry and he moved his fingers faster and more deliberately, until finally, he decided enough was enough and pulled away from my lips.

“Oh my God, is it finally happening?” Dabi asked no one, a teasing lilt to his voice, though it had an underlying excitement.

“I think so, dude.” Natsuo responded, sounding almost exasperated but had poorly concealed excitement lacing his words. Enji pulled my hand away from his length and moved to try and position my heat over him to sink me down. Try being the operative word. We had managed to position me to hover over his cock but in the position we were in, I couldn’t properly sink down or even get him to enter me. I whined in frustration and looked at him desperate and needy to be filled.

“Don’t worry, Little Flame, I’ll take care of you.” The behemoth of a man promised me and sealed it with a kiss before he grabbed my hips firmly and lifted me up as he stood. I squealed in surprise and gripped his shoulders for balance before he set me down.

“Enji..?” I asked, wondering what he wanted me to do next. He smirked at how I looked to him for instruction, likely the action had pleased his dominance.

“Good girl, looking to Daddy for instruction. Bend over, against the chair.” He said, the smirk still present on his red and swollen lips. Dabi and Natsuo both snickered at their father but I hardly paid mind to it in my desperation to be filled by Enji’s fat cock. I quickly complied and bend myself over the arm of the chair, facing the brothers who had their gaze locked on the scene before them. Quickly after I got into the proper position, Enji got behind me and grabbed my hip with one hand and used the other to press his tip to my sopping hole.

He grabbed my other hip and pushed in and bottomed out with one hard thrust, pulling back on my hips to bring my hips flush with his. I moaned loudly when his cock buried so deep inside me and filled me better and more than Shouto ever had. His lean muscle had nothing on his father’s hulking form that encompassed me so wholly.

“F-fuck-! So.. So fucking big…” I whimpered out, the burn of the stretch was just this side of painful. I felt more than heard Enji’s low chuckle vibrating through my body, starting from my cunt, where we were connected.

“I’ll bet he never filled you up like this, huh? Certainly not recently. He truly is incompetent for throwing away such a perfect good girl.” He growled out, grinding his hips against mine to accentuate his point.

“No-! Kami no, he could never fill me up like this!” I cried out when he pulled back only a bit to roughly rut his hips against my ass, his balls slapping against my clit. I moaned loudly when he started moving, pulling back and thrusting back in. His cock dragged along my twitching walls and it felt like heaven. He sped up his thrusts and began pounding into me, jolting me forward and making my ass ripple against his forceful hips and my tits jiggle.

“Fuck-! Daddy! Feels- Feels so good~!” I moaned lewdly and felt his rhythm falter when the sound of the door cut through the living room and I stiffened up at the knowledge that my cheating Ex-Fiancé was here. In the house that his father was currently fucking me in.

“I’m home!” Shouto announced his arrival and I could hear the shuffling of him taking his shoes off and transferring to house slippers before he would start heading down the entry hall. Enji manhandled me easily to lift me to my knees on the armchair for just a moment before gripping the backs of my thighs to pick me up. My back was pressed to his chest and he continued his thrusts with a new vigor.

“You ready to show him what he’s missing, Little Flame? How much he fucked up?” The man at my back growled into my ear, kissing just below my lobe and biting the juncture of my neck and shoulder. He never stopped his thrusts, fucking up into me. I nodded hurriedly, suppressing a whine as I clenched around him and shot my grip to his forearms and dug my nails in.

“Yo, Shouto! We’re in the living room!” Dabi called smugly to his youngest brother, shooting me a smirk and a wink. ‘You can do this, princess.’ He mouthed to me with a nod. Even with Enji giving me mind-numbing pleasure, I managed to nod back.

I heard the shuffle of Shouto coming down the hallway and tried to prepare myself. I let myself focus on the drag of Enji’s cock on my walls to relax my stiff body before I let myself moan out just as Shouto was turning the corner. At the noise, his eyes widened and shot to me. To me in his father’s grasp, his cock pumping in and out of me.

“What the fuck..?!” He gasped. At first, I had been anxious, a twisting in my gut at the situation, at what would happen, but that melted away when anger replaced it. Burning rage twisted in my chest when I saw that he had the gall to look upset, to look hurt.

“Sh- aah- Shouto.. Hey.” I greeted as casually as I could with a cock slamming into me, reaching my cervix and even feeling like it would almost bust through it.

“What… What the hell are you doing?!” Shouto asked, looking bewildered.

“Haahh..! Welcome home~!” I called out in a whiny voice, preparing myself to reveal that I know he’s a lying, cheating bastard, “How’s Momo?” I asked cheekily.

“Wha.. Momo..?” The bastard tried to mask panic for confusion which only fueled the fire of my anger.

“Yea, did she- Oh fuck!- Did she feel good? Does she feel better than me? I guess she does if- if you’ve been fucking her rather than your own fiancé.” I stated through moans and my voice shaking from Enji bouncing me eagerly on his dick.

“Wh-what..? I- Fuck. Y/n I can explain. Please just- I’m sorry! It wasn’t supposed to-” He began to plead, a desperate look on his face that both made me even more pissed yet also like I wanted to hear him out, like maybe that meant he didn’t mean it and that he would come back. Enji must have seen, or sensed, or something, that I was feeling so as he nipped at the shell of my ear.

“Don’t do that, Little Flame. Don’t let yourself fall. Remember what he did, why you’re here,” he muttered into my ear and kissed my jaw softly as he slowed his thrusts to deliberately drag his cock against my sweet spot. Quickly, I remembered exactly that and steeled myself once more.

“Explain what? That you were fucking my best friend? That you fucking cheated on me? Were you fucking her the whole time? Before you fucking proposed to me? Before you promised yourself to me? Promised to love me for the rest of our lives?” I asked angrily, my fingernails digging into his father’s arms harder.

“I- Baby, please. Just come here and talk to me. Please just- just stop.” He begged, pointedly not answering, giving me my answer.

“Fuck. You.” I panted, feeling my climax building with each time Enji rammed into my g-spot. “You don’t get to act all hurt. You broke my fucking heart, you bastard. You fucking cheated on me and then had the fucking audacity to propose to me and act like you loved me. Did you ever fucking love me? Or were you using me?” I demanded, tears pricking my eyes. I chose to believe that they were from Enji fucking me so fucking good rather than letting myself know that they were from the pain I was experiencing all over again from the man in front of me.

“Of course I did! Please, Y/n, baby, I do love you. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry…” The bi-coloured man continued to beg with me.

“I don’t- oh Kami- I don’t fucking believe you. You piece of- Oh fuck!- You piece of shit!” I yelled at him.

“That’s right, Little Flame. I’ve got you. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Daddy’s got you,” Enji purred, purposely loud enough for Shouto to hear. Shouto tried to glare at his father but it was more defeated than truly pissed and spiteful.

“Ah-! Yes-! Yes, Daddy! I know.. I know you’ve got me… Oh Kami you feel so fucking good… So full. So fucking big…” I rambled on, shifting from taunting Shouto to losing myself to the pleasure of Enji pounding into me.

Shouto stood at the mouth of the hallway and looked torn between staying and watching, maybe even continuing to plead his case, and leaving. The turmoil filled me with a sense of satisfaction. He was fighting a war in his head and it pleased me to no end. Now he knew even a sliver of what I felt when I found out he’d been fucking my best friend— Ex best friend. I would have made more taunting remarks at him had I not been nearly overwhelmed by my approaching orgasm and Enji fucking me dumb.

“Fuck! Enji- Daddy! I’m close... I’m so.. so fucking close-!” I cried out, my hips bucking against him. He released a pleased growl next to my ear and bit and sucked on my neck possessively.

“Go ahead, Little Flame, cum on my cock. Cum on my cock and I’ll fill you up. I’ll breed you so full, fuller than you’ve ever been.” He hummed to me and taunted Shouto further.

I let myself forget about the fucker in front of me and only focus on the pleasure coursing through me and the tightening knot in my belly. The knot pulled tighter and tighter and tighter until it finally snapped and I came— hard. Harder than I have in years. Harder than I have since before I started dating Shouto.

My orgasm gushed around him and he roared a moan at the tightness of my cunt constricting so hard around him. Around his fat cock. As his hips came up to slam hard into me, he used gravity and his grip on my thighs to bring me down even harder as he came. His tip slammed so hard into my cervix I was certain he truly had busted through. Ropes and ropes of white hot cum gushed into me, almost like lava in my lower belly with how hot his cum was. I cried out in a whorish moan at the feeling of him pumping me so full of his cum. His cum filled my walls and my womb yet it was still too much. His jizz proceeded to leak out of me, squeezing between the taut stretch of my pussy and his thick cock to drip down his balls.

“Fuck… That was hot and rewarding.” Dabi smirked, fisting his spent dick. I didn’t know when he had pulled it out or even when he started jacking off but the sight was fucking hot. His chest heaving and cum splattered over his fist and his toned belly. When he had taken off his shirt I wasn’t sure but I was silently appreciative. His intricate tattoos spread down further than his shirt had allowed me to see and they were even in other places, including leading below the waistband of his pants. His bare chest exposed his nipple piercings I had heard about and it filled me with an exhausted excitement.

“Very.” I breathed, smirking at him as I laid limply against Enji’s chest, “Though I might take you up on your offer later, too.” I teased, though it held actual consideration.

“Oh, believe me, princess, if you do, you will not regret it.” He smirked wolfishly back at me with a wink that would have made heat bloom in my cheeks had they not already been flushed from the situation and Enji’s rough fucking. Shouto stood for another moment, looking defeated and hurt before he turned and marched down the hall back to the Genkan.

“Wait-!” Natsuo started but was cut off by Dabi putting a hand up, “What..?”

“Let him go running back to his whore. That way, Y/n will have time to recover before we go.” Dabi explained, glaring at the spot his brother had been.

“Go..? Go where?” Natsuo asked, lost.

“Go after him, duh. Don’t you remember the plan? We’re gonna set him and his slut on fire.” The raven-haired man smirked evilly. It made me happy that he was so serious about that but it also filled me with concern that he was so serious about it.

“Okay, no. We are not setting anyone on fire. You can get revenge some other way, just without the pyromania.” Enji instructed as he sat back down in the armchair and let my legs rest more comfortably. He wrapped his arms around me loosely and pressed soft kisses to my shoulder and neck, leading up to my jaw before lifting a hand to turn my head for a sweet kiss to my lips. I giggled against his lips and happily relaxed into him as I indulged in the kiss.

“Ugh, fine, Old Man… Killjoy,” Dabi said, practically pouting. “We’ll just have to ruin him or something. Get the evidence out and let him be his own downfall.” He shrugged halfheartedly, clearly not pleased by the relatively docile plan.

“Maybe we can fuck up his car, too. Go full Carrie Underwood on him.” I suggested and that got his attention, his expression lighting up, making me laugh.

“Perfect. First, though, we gotta get you off the Old Man’s dick and cleaned up.” He smirked and raised a brow at my blushing face. Wordlessly, Natsuo handed his brother a box of tissues as he pulled out his phone to pull up the evidence he had found that he had wanted to tell me about the night before.

“I got enough here to send to the media, but if you really want to make it stick for a while, you might want to get some more.” He stated casually, happy to help me get revenge on his younger brother. I smiled at the family all helping me and already started planning ways to thank them.

Home-cooked meals seemed like a good start.

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𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥:

Crossed out if I can’t tag you for some reason!

@frosch-thefrog @hellsingalucard18

[iceclew]

They amount of times I redid this is ridiculous, srsly why am I always my biggest enemy when drawing..

ANYWAY - I totally thiefed the idea of this from the wonderful awestriking fanart of BNHA from @meru90 also a user called Noodles-and-tea (i guess), and Zowoe-Draws. They all did that kind of Behind-the-scenes of the Anime-Cast AU idea, and I love it so much, I had to redo this for Kaiju No8. ever more so since the Anime is quite freshly out now.

So big kudos to you guys for the inspiration, i love your work <3

ALSO THIS FANART by @viyojo- I LOVE IT and it inspired me a lot! <3 https://www.tumblr.com/viyojo/691671336807006208/popping-bottles-for-kn8-thank-you-kafka-for-the?source=share

I though up some ideas for AU interview contents, and thought I might share it with you

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Interviewer: thank's for your time guys, how're you feeling today? Kafka, Hoshina: Doing great, thank's! c: I: I'm so happy, you could make it! Also so refreshing to see you without gear and uniform for once! H: yeah, it's refreshing to actually SEE for once, you're right there :D I: *laughs* Seeing your eyes open so much is a first as well for me, haha. How's acting as Hoshina Soshiro for you like this everyday? H: ah, it's fine I guess. The look kinda suits me.. Also it is a big part of the characters personality. K: F'it wasn't for the migraine of yours all the time tho. You get that way too often. H: yeah, but it's fine, I'll manage. I: Oh my, sorry to hear that! H: No really, it's fine :3

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I: I see you're quite different from the set as well, Kafka. I heard you're rather quiet and content off stage? K: *soft smile* yeah, I heard people say that about me too... H: He's such a dad tho, just like in the series :D K: *embarrassed tiny giggle* H: when the whole crew runs a havok, he's usually the one keeping everybody's sh*t together. :D

K: *annoyed grumble* and they run havok like.. a lot, I tell ya... -_- H: *giggle* remeber the time they crafted a whole cup of jell-o smoothie thingy and dared Mina to chuck it all in once? K: *traumatized war memories flashing* it was.... everywhere... If I could have just been a little faster with the bucket...before it all..came back... H: *cracks up* t'was hilarious! :D

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I: So let's talk about your roles for a bit, shall we? You're fairly famous in the role of Hoshina already for example. H: he, thanks :3 I: One of the many reasons to that is your authentic acting during fighting scenes. The entrance into your first "real" hit the audience like a blast. Regarding to that - i was told you do a lot more of your stunts by yourself than the rest of the cast, is that right? H: Yes :) I guess on of the reasons I got the role is cause I do Kendo IRL as well, so I'm not a first timer when it comes to whielding swords. And I like it a lot, so may as well go a little Jacky Chan on stuff, I thought :D As long as the directors let me do it of course.. K: and very cool to look, might I add. Whenever they let him to the fighting scenes, I always end up watching, while he beats the sh*t out of - um - my (other) selfs in front of the camera. Very cool to watch I say. H: *annoyes* well yeah, you could just go and practice your own lines tho, instead of hanging around you know... K:* slow sip from coffee cup* ...no. c:

[bluebell-kitsune]

Welcome to the bone garden! 🦴🥀

Bluebell - She/Her - 20s - Bi

Themes to be cautious of:

- Yandere behavior

- Religious themes/Cult behavior (I enjoy a good cult AU every so often)

- Horror (this includes but is not limited to gore, eldritch beings, monsters, and cannibalism)

- Forced Infantilism/agere (Characters treating reader as though they are younger than what they actually are)

- Strong opinions on certain things that will make people angry

Fandoms:

- Welcome Home

- Pokémon (B/W, B2/W2, SW/SH, Scar/Vio, LA)

- Twisted Wonderland

- Obey Me

- Genshin Impact

- Honkai Star Rail

- Danganronpa

- Black Butler

- BNHA

- Dungeon Meshi

- Hetalia

- Mouthwashing

[thatmilkshakedragon]

Gonna talk about this guy for a second because I genuinely feel like no one is talking about this/ not enough coverage about the Deku headcannons made in the bnha/mha fandom.

I'm gonna spit it out now, I think Bakudeku is the most overrated ship I have ever seen, in any fandom, period. I also think that Deku is one of the most shit on characters by a fandom that doesn't really deserve to get shit on. There is so much I can say about this, but for the purposes of you, the reader, I'll try and keep this as short as I can.

ALSO GONNA SAY THIS NOW, MY OPINION IS NOT GOSPEL. SHIP BAKUDEKU IF YOU WANT, MAKE DEKU SAD EMO BOY IF YOU WISH, THATS YOUR CHOICE. IM JUST NOT GONNA WATCH YOUR CONTENT AND IM SIMPLY SAYING THE REASONS WHY.

OFFICIAL CONTENT WARNING FROM HERE : I will be talking about alot of sensitive topics in this post but the main ones I will be covering are Underage Sex, SH, depression etc. Also there will be slight spoilers for the show ( I haven't watched it so don't expect anything massive )

So let's talk about Boku no Hero Academia/ My Hero Academia. Alot of you know about this show already, but for those who don't :

Boku No Hero Academia/ My Hero Academia is an Manga Series turned anime, originally illustrated and written by Kōhei Horikoshi. In the series, we follow a Teenager called Izuku Midoriya (Deku for short) , who is a "quirkless" boy lives in a world of "quirks" (superpowers). He still dreams of being a superhero, and he gets scouted by his hero, "All might", who bestows his powers onto him after seeing his potential, and also helps to get him into a prestigious high school for superheroes in training.

Now in this anime, there is another boy called Katsuki Bakugo, who has bullied Deku ever since he was a child. When they were in middle school, the bullying did not stop, and now in high school they continued to be rivals/ Deku being bullied by Bakugo.

Now there is absolutely nothing wrong with headcannons/au's, in fact, I think headcannons/au's are one of the building blocks of fandom. But there is a certain point in which these Au's can cross a line, and unfortunately in the Bnha/Mha fandom, that line is crossed a fair bit.

Let's start with bakudeku, the thing that sparked this whole post in the first place. At the start of this post I said it was overrated, and I stand by that. The amount of hype I see of these two getting in a relationship fills me with absolute agony. THESE TWO AREN'T COMPATIBLE IN THE SLIGHTEST. Yes, Katsuki may have character development that I have not seen, since I do not watch this show ( the reasons why can get a post on its own ), but from the clips I've seen of Katsuki, he just seems like a huge jackass towards EVERYONE. The only people he does respect are adults who can beat the shit out of him, and that's really sad. Now let's get to Izuku. I'm not very sure but personally I don't think he will be shipped with anyone, at least not for the time being. Izuku seems focused on becoming a hero at the moment in the series, so I'd highly doubt that he will be getting into a relationship.

Now lets get into another reason for why Izuku is shit upon. The amount of Batsuit insane stuff that the Bnha/Mha fandom has produced. This segment doesn't just run for deku either, this can be for arguably every character in the show (besides grape guy everyone agrees he is a dick) Fanfiction is in my opinion, the core part of a thriving fandom, alongside Fanart and Headcannons, but the amount of fanfiction that has Izuku as a cat maid for todoroki or some shit along the lines of that IS INSANE. A bunch of these characters aren't aged up either, which makes it even more fucking gross. Like youre writing 2 teenagers fucking each other in their rooms which they still have like stuff up from when they were 10 or some shit. I do know about Japan's fucked up sex culture quite a bit, and how the age of consent is lowered there, but this is still a huge problem regardless.

Let's stop with the CP, and now go onto depressed Deku. I also see in the Bnha/Mha fandom, that there is a lot of content about Deku being depressed or like not mentally ok. In alot of these headcannons, there's usually an event where a character will find Deku's arms with giant slits on them, or they will find blood on Deku's clothes, and Deku will try and deny that he is depressed, or go into a massive breakdown. These headcannons usually involve Deku going to a mental institution to seek help, and along the way fall in love with a character ( I lied there's more ship content ) . My personal opinion, these are disgusting headcannons. Yet again, this guy is still in his teens, and you're putting him into crazy scenarios not many teens have.

The last point I have to make is the plague that this character made upon fandom. From Gacha, to Ao3 to Tumblr, the shittyfied Deku has taken over fandom spaces like these. The amount of gacha content surrounding Deku (usually in a relationship with a character) is fucking insane. For every 20 videos you can find on YouTube of Bnha/Mha, at least 15 will be bakudeku. There's not much normal content anymore on the fandom, because the shitty deku has taken over, and I find that really sad.

It's a genuine shame that Deku has been tested like this, because he seems like suck a great character for this anime, but the fandom has just betrayed him. It's saddening seeing the showrunners get harassed for not shipping Deku with anyone, rather then actually critiquing things wrong with the show ( like directing, writing, comedy etc ). Idk man, this whole thing just makes me really sad.

if you do need some guidance for your mental health, you're under 18, and you live in Ireland or the UK, then call ChildLine, they are a brilliant organisation who listens and lets you vent and lets you be heard. To find out more go to www.childline.co.uk for more info.

Please for the love of God reblog this I spent over an hour on it and it's 20 past 1 in the morning kill me 🤠

[hykar]

💫🌷Hi-kar here!•°

Hi, This is Hykar and welcome to my blog where I mainly talk, write, and post about my favorite characters and sometimes the game/fiction where they are from. Welcome to my little world! You may ask me about myself but please make sure its not too personal :)!

I read Manhwas, Manhuas, Fanfictions, and Novels—I also like to watch Donghuas, Animes/Animated series, and Films. I also like to play a wide range of games (mainly adventure and building ones) such as Pokemon (Emerald), Genshin Impact, Obey Me!, Dark Corridors, Honkai Starrail, Path to nowhere, Project Sekai!, and so much more.

Overall just a person who's really into books and fiction. I also write my own novels and comics with my own characters!

🌷What I write and accept:

I write Character x Reader/OC/another character Fanfictions (Including: scenarios/imagines, oneshots, and AU's) (that will be definitely divided into parts because they will most likely going to be long) with an ACCEPTABLE trope and/or dynamic. (E.g. Rivals to Lovers, Picky-eater character x Eats everything character).

Requests are accepted! (Characters that differ from the ones I will write about may take some time because I want to understand their character first before writing).

I specialize in ANGST.

🌷What I DO NOT write and accept:

Character x Reader/OC/another character Fanfictions (Including: scenarios/imagines, oneshots, and AUs) that DO NOT have an acceptable trope and/or dynamic. (E.g. Character x Reader/OC that are siblings or have a... Jaw-dropping age gap.)

🌷What will take some time to be considered:

NSFW.

Dark Romance (It depends on what kind of Dark Romance is being implied.)

🌷SOME of my favorite characters and the game/fiction where they are from that I will post about:

Honestly, I have A LOT of favorite characters and most of them are either the side character that doesn't get a lot of screen time, dies or underrated. Sometimes all of the above. Henceforth I will be writing about them so that people that enjoy the same character I do get some more content about about them. Here are my top 3 favorites!

1. Sucheon Kang of Eleceed

2. Amajiki Tamaki of MHA/BNHA

3. Rosaria, La Signora, Arlechinno/Knave and Kaedehara Kazuha of Genshin Impact (My main too!)

4. Oliver Wood of the Harry Potter series

5. Neji Hyuga and Ino Yamanaka of Naruto

6. Sanzu Haruchiyo of Tokyo Revengers

7. Toge Inumaki of Jujutsu Kaisen

8. Tokito Muichiro of Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer

9. Kyousuke Tsurugi of Inazuma Eleven GO!

10. Simeon of Obey Me!

11. Boothill of Honkai Starrail

-Too many of them to count so I'll stop here. You may ask me who else!

🌷I have a lot of favorite Character x Character/ships but I won't list them anymore cause this post will be too long to read ㅠ ㅠ.

🌷HEADS-UP:

1. I may or may not write too often because of: Schoolwork, Writers block, Burn-out, My forgetfulness

2. Please be patient and respectful with your requests :(

3. My writing is pretty sh-t, Im sorry.

4. I edit my work sometimes which is often. (Perfectionist struggles... Jk. Maybe.)

5. I might post my opinions/thoughts in here and it might bury my works so I will keep it to a minimum, Including the reblogs.

6. I will generally refer to the reader/describe them via They/Them/Their pronouns for the reasoning that: me, as a writer does not know the reader personally, and so that my work is also accessible to everyone. This however, may or may not be applicable when it comes to a request since there are specifications.

🌷Thank you! This is Hykar. Pleasure to be of acquaintance!💫

[xiaomainlmao]

Rules for Requesting!

Please read this before requesting

(or move to masterlist if you just want to read <3)

I'm a student so I may respond to requests a couple days late.

I may not respond at all if I'm uncomfortable with the ask.

I'm okay with suggestive content but will NOT write smut

Maximum 3 characters per request.

I will not write for (character x character), but am okay with (character x reader x character) (only for the mentioned pairs)

I'm okay with writing comfort fics for sensitive topics like sh, and suicidal thoughts, but will NOT write angst on such topics (and will certainly not write the requested characters as the source of such situations)

I will NOT write for cheating, yandere themes or just angst in general

Please be specific about the following details while requesting-

Which au is it set in? Original? Modern? High school? College? Royal? Or something else?

Is it platonic, romantic or a sibling relation?

Is it a (character x reader), i.e., individual character fics or (character x reader x character)?

Following is the list of characters I'll write for-

(I don't mind writing for other characters, I'll just have to do my research to be able to write a fic worthy of them. The updates may be slower with respect to the characters not mentioned in this list. This list will also be added to when I have breaks from exams.)

Genshin

All anemo boys (platonic/romantic/siblings)

Albedo, Tighnari, Cyno, Diluc, Kinich, Lyney, Neuvillette (platonic/romantic/ siblings)

Klee, Nahida, Qiqi, Sayu, Kachina (platonic/siblings)

Hu Tao, Kamisato Ayaka, Yanfei, Yae Miko, Sangonomiya Kokomi (platonic/romantic/siblings)

Twisted Wonderland

Vil Schoenheit, Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Riddle Rosehearts (Platonic/ Romantic / siblings)

Ortho Shroud (platonic/ siblings)

Anime

Todoroki Shoto (BNHA) (platonic/romantic)

Kozume Kenma, Oikawa Tooru, Akaashi Keiji (Haikyuu!!) (platonic/romantic)

Shigino Kisumi, Kirishima Ikuya (Free!) (platonic/romantic)

Kiseki no Sedai (The 5 miracles) + Kuroko (Kuroko no Basket) (platonic/romantic/siblings)

Pairs (for character x reader x character) (can be romantic, platonic or sibling relationship, unless mentioned otherwise)

Xiao and Kazuha

Kazuha and Scaramouche

Childe and Scaramouche

Albedo and Klee (where Klee is only platonic but Albedo can be romantic)

Kamisato siblings + Thoma (only platonic)

Ace and Deuce (platonic)

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Masterlist

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@xiaomainlmao

[eating-the-grass]

Look i did a thing

I made a coloured drawing of this little sh*t. I’m still figuring out how to draw him consistently so I apologize if any future doodles look odd

Character is Izuku Midoriya from BNHA/MHA, the au is “Without A Trace” by Eating_grass on A03 :3

[theclowntoon]

some art of @corndog-patrol 's demon AU!!

wanted to draw it for a while, and since Jelly's been so kind by reblogging some of my work recently, I thought it'd be the perfect time to post some now! this AU warms my heart man 🥺 i'm also planning on drawing some more erasermic AU's cause they're just so darn fun, the designs are always top notch 👌😼

[ratsoupee]

I might’ve fallen in love with @shima-draws​‘ support hero! deku and I wanted to see a version in which Midoriya has long since aspired to be one I freakin’ loved the story and design of SH!Deku, I’m in love

Bonus:

Deku is a sentimental fool and Bakugou Katsuki is just tired of having to dry up tears

[ihatebnha]

dabi + coworker

“You leaving, Touya?” 

Throwing his tattooed arms over the separator between the customer service desk and the open storeroom, he presses his chest against the flimsy glass and raps his fist against the wooden counter that’s underneath. 

“Told you, babe,” he says, rather nonchalantly, lips parted, teeth glinting under the fluorescent lights of the room. “It’s Dabi.”

You roll your eyes, fiddling with the walkie talkie in your hands as you smile sheepishly at his relaxed form from where you sit, ignoring the name tag that so distinctly says, “Touya.” 

“Are you leaving, Dabi?” you repeat, pressing your own chest against the desk when he smirks. 

He nods, rolling on the balls of his feet as he pulls out a pair of sunglasses and pushes them up his forehead, his messy black and white hair sticking up at the disturbance. 

Reaching out to brush your fingers against the dark tips of his bangs, you lightly smooth the hair backwards, pinching a strand between your digits when your hand pulls back, surprised at both its thickness and the fact that Dabi doesn’t seem to flinch at the gesture.  

“You’re wearing dad sunglasses, you know,” you state, head tilted, eyebrows raised. 

Touya, Dabi, whoever, only continues to smirk in return, his top lip curling upwards at the affection when he nods at the gesture, his wild muss of hair moving with him. 

“Makes me look hot, right?” 

You can’t help but laugh, nodding with him, unable to stop the teasing words from slipping past your lips, but Dabi’s grin only widens at your smile, under eyes crinkling and blue eyes bright when you say, “yeah.” 

-

Dabi seems pretty occupied with feeling all of the apples on display, his large and probably grubby palms stretching over each fruit he picks before he makes a face at it and puts it down. 

He’s about seven apples in before you say anything, now finished with picking your own groceries for the day. 

“Just pick one,” you sigh, pressing your basket into his hip as you join him at his side. “If you want a ride home we need to go now.”

“Lighten up, doll,” Dabi replies instantly, eyes barely making contact with yours before they return to the red and yellow stack in front of him, a dumb smile stretching across his lips, “I just want a good one.” 

He picks up another apple, makes a face, and puts it down, except this time, much, much slower. 

“Dabi,” you warn, aware of just how quickly this can and will turn into the Dabi Takes Forever Just to Piss You Off game. 

“What?” he says, feigning ignorance, reaching out for another apple as he makes a face at you. 

“Touya.” 

“Okay, okay,” he responds, dropping the act with a huff before throwing the single piece of fruit into your basket. “Jeez.”

Turning on your heal, you begin marching away to the check-out line as if to prove that you’re at least halfway serious about leaving him behind. However, hot at your heels, Dabi laughs, a hand reaching out to tug on the bottom of your shirt as you walk. 

“C’mere,” he chuckles, halting your footsteps behind a large display of chapsticks and soaps as he presses his chest into yours. “Let me make it up to you.” 

You scowl at him, but the expression doesn’t last long with the way his turquoise eyes stare into yours. Holding your breath, you have just barely tilted your chin in his direction when Dabi is suddenly pursing his lips and spitting a tiny glob of saliva across your lips with a gross, wet sound. 

Closing your eyes, you let your head dip forward in defeat despite the fact that you don’t actually find yourself to be all that upset when you peek at the weirdly proud smirk on his face. 

“You are,” you start, gritting your teeth as you slap a hand against his chest, “so disgusting.”

But he just laughs, shutting you up by using his rough fingers to pull your chin back up to meet his face, eyes once again looking into yours as he sticks out his tongue to lick up the mess of spittle he left across your lips. 

“You hush,” he teases, pressing his tongue against your mouth in between the words as if to unlock it. “You like me.”

And for all it’s worth, you do, your lips finally cracking into the smallest of annoyed smiles when he does finally press his lips to yours in a brief kiss of apology, and later, too, when he offers to carry the bag of groceries to your car on your way out of the market. 

[ritualslaughter]

shigadabi florist x tattoo shop au but dabi's the florist and tomura's the tattoo artist

[ladysunamireads]

The Toy Aisle at 6:30AM

The Toy Aisle At 6:30AM by Minette SH

InkTober Day 10 - Pick

It feels stupid not being able to decide something simple. Shouta had planned on walking in, grabbing the first one he saw and heading back out to the car where Hizashi waited. Five minutes tops. Only, now reaching past the fifteen minute mark, he feels like he owes it to the two young boys back at the hospital to put more thought into his decision.

Words: 837, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 10 of Dadzawa InkTober - 2021

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Inktober 2021, InkTober Day 10 - Pick, Dadzawa, Dadmic, Adopted Midoriya Izuku, Adopted Shinsou Hitoshi, Rescue, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, stuffed animals, Hospitals, you'll be safe with me

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34410163