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summercreolefanfictioner · 8 days

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the scent wafts in, her name making him beg on his knees chap 1.1

pairing: dabi / todoroki touya x fem!oc / reader (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: nsfw, domestic abuse, violence, alcoholism, cigarette smoking, toxic relationships, mental health, co-dependency and other related themes (YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED)

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

Todoroki Touya has returned; it wasn't a drill.

The eldest of the Todoroki family has returned, and it was all over the news like wildfire. Pictures of him were around tabloids and newspapers, imprinted on TV screens along with family pictures of his 13-year-old self as news anchors and writers all over Japan broadcasted about the Endeavor Corp. finally having its original heir back to where he belonged. Two years ago, Todoroki Shouto announced he wouldn't be the one to replace his father, Todoroki Enji as the owner and CEO of their family business. However, Shouto focused on one part of the Endeavor Corp., particularly their sports and training business, as he wanted to become a personal trainer someday.

Touya was aware of what was happening on the business side of his family despite his rebellion seven years ago. After all, he saw them all over the news, watched his father on TV, and observed how everything was faring for them. So when he returned to the main house, he was a bit surprised at a few details he had missed. For one, his mother, Todoroki Rei, had already been discharged from the mental ward, faring well and welcoming him back with a big, warm hug and fat tears rolling down her cheeks. It also seemed that things were a lot better between his parents, but some of them still held reluctance to forgive their father.

Particularly him and Natsuo.

Enji was aware of their hatred towards him, hence he would talk to them politically, as Enji the CEO of the Endeavor Corp., not as their own father. Toya believed it was only fair. He would've resorted to violence if that wasn't the case. Speaking of which, that was another reason, he returned.

"I have to settle things between this family and me once and for all," he informed them on the first day of his return. "I need to talk to Father."

He knew what Enji would say to him. His father will apologize and be remorseful over what happened. He will also mention about him being his successor in the future, even though he was having none of it.

"I don't need that title anymore," Touya coldly argued, resisting the urge to punch him in the face as he knew he wouldn't defend himself after everything he had done to them since they were kids. "Not from you, specifically."

Enji understood. Touya meant, "I will have that title by my own hands, not because you passed it to me cheap because Shouto didn't want it anymore." Afterwards, his father explained everything he was required to do before his first day in the company. He also mentioned something along the lines of, "You need to undergo rehab and therapy for a while. I knew what you have been up to these past seven years with your cigarette addiction and alcoholism."

Before, Touya would violently react, would be against his decision and say, "You're just scared because I might surpass you." Now, he just nodded at his direction much to Enji's surprise.

"Why are you so shocked? You think I will half-ass my return to this family?" Toya questioned, slightly mocking him.

"I know you wouldn't," Enji commented.

And before Toya left his office, he added: "Just so you know, I am not doing this for the family."

Enji raised a questioning brow.

"I'm doing this because of a certain someone."

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The first few months of Touya's rehab and therapy were tough as shit, gnawing at him like sharps and digging his soul like he was trapped in darkness. He felt overwhelmed by everything, talking about his feelings all day, breaking out of his shell, and slightly wanting to just break things and be alone. Touya craved darkness at some point, the urge to be violent creeping on his shoulder like the devil even though a rational part of him warned him that it would not be the best choice. He wanted to destroy himself at this point, missing the familiar pain his piercings left on his ears and nose. He was breathing hard to calm himself, persuading his brain to shut its damn trap.

It's getting annoying, fucking shit. Everything's been chaotic.

The first few days were blank, spending it staring at mindless paintings and counting how many times the water from the faucet dropped in the sink. It was eerie yet relaxing, the silence enveloping him like a plague until it bit back to tell him how much madness he needed to unleash but couldn't. He secretly had his mp3 player in his pocket, and he would watch the door and the shadow underneath, checking if someone would come in. To this day, he still couldn't take it out.

He missed that damn voice, but he needed to be patient. He shouldn't miss her. He shouldn't think about her. This is nothing, he convinced himself. This is nothing compared to all the abuse I've endured before. The angry stare. The hateful remarks. The violent beatings. The disapproval underlying Enji's tone. His rough hand smacking him in the face. The burning scars left on his skin from the heating iron. The pitiful stares. The blood he spat from his mouth.

Everything.

EVERYTHING.

I WANNA DIE.

Out of panic, he quickly reached for the mp3 player from his pocket, a secret he kept from the treatment center. He wasn't supposed to have any gadgets with him, but he knew he had to. He couldn't drink alcohol. He couldn't smoke a stick to curb this annoying feeling. He cannot destroy shit. But he had to hear that soothing voice. He had to endure.

He put in the earbuds and played the audio, his breathing coming down in sighs as he felt himself relaxing.

"Touya..."

"Yes, call me that," he said to no one, tears streaming down as he smiled in satisfaction.

"Touya..."

"Are you awake?"

"I made you breakfast."

"Touya..."

"Do you want me to take an off day from work?"

"Yes," he answered, hugging the pillow beside him and imagining it was her. "Just stay. Stay with me."

"Touya..."

"I love you..."

"Touya..."

I love you too.

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Touya has learned something, and that therapy was another form of circle from hell, or that was just him. He heard people preach about therapy all the time, that undergoing therapy healed them, made them see the light at the end of the tunnel, and had them humbled in a way they could never explain. Touya wished it was the same for him, but nah. It wasn't. Therapy was another circle from hell. It made him too vulnerable, too open he could feel the burnt scars on his skin itching too much the more the therapist asked him about himself.

He also thought his therapist couldn't care less about his minimal responses, the first few days boring him as the man asked about his name, how old he was, what he did for a living after he ran away, what helped him cope—you know, the basic questions every therapist could ask for.

"Todoroki Touya. 26. I did odd jobs. Alcohol. Cigarettes. Fighting."

The therapist looked displeased, he noted. He probably wanted more answers than that.

"Have you been in therapy before?"

"No."

"What do you expect from this session?"

"I don't know."

"Why are you seeking therapy?"

If he was being honest, Touya's answer would be: "I don't know? Just to get this shit done, I guess?" Not like he would be rude now. After all, he returned as Todoroki Touya after seven years of rebelling. He should keep his damn trap if he wanted them all back.

Even her.

"Do you want to become a better person?"

"Yes."

next chap

masterlist

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #todoroki touya #touya todoroki #touya x reader #mha touya #mha dabi #bnha touya #bnha dabi #dabi x reader #dabi x oc #touya x oc #dabi todoroki #todoroki dabi #touya todoroki x oc #touya todoroki x reader #dabi touya

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catsukiiee · 9 days

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# POSITIONS & R&B.

౨ৎ class 1-a & class 1-b boys x masc/fem!reader

[fan favorites only]

wordcount ; 893

paragraphs ; 41

sentences ; 53

songs used ; songs listed by each character.

all of them are their canon ages (24+)

# CLASS 1-A

# TENYA IIDA [ blame by bryson tiller ]

Tenya doesn’t care what position you two start off in, as long as he’s able to get inside you and hear your moans, then he’s sated. Unfortunately, though, our glorious king, Tenya Iida, cannot last long in any position where he can't see your face. That man NEEDS to see your face; he’s absolutely addicted to seeing your every reaction, especially when he goes deep, sound is not enough. He loves having you in the eagle position, don't even try hiding your face in the pillows.

“I wanna see your face, please.”

# DENKI KAMINARI. [ let em' know by bryson tiller ]

Desperate. That’s the only word I have for this motherfucker. Wanna have sex? He’s down. In doggystyle? Even better. Trust he’s losing his mind as soon as he sees you bend over; expect to have your hair pulled and your shoulders marked with bite marks at the end.

“Look at my little masterpieces.”

# EIJIRO KIRISHIMA [ gang over luv by brent faiyaz ]

As gentlemanly as he is, he’s far from a gentleman in the bedroom; in fact, his favorite position is low doggy. Simply because he can push your face into the mattress and go ham. You want to try and crawl away? Nah baby, he’s grabbing BOTH your arms and locking your ass down; you aren’t running until you’re both finished and he’s tired.

“Why are you moving? Cmere baby.”

# RIKIDO SATO [ ballin by partynextdoor ]

Lethal. He’s strong as fuck, so you better expect to have your pussy absolutely obliterated after a couple of deep strokes, but just like Iida, he needs to see your face to cum, and he's not pulling out either. His favorite position to put you in is young stallion.

That's exactly why y'all have five kids.

“A few more won’t hurt, baby.”

# HANTA SERO [ things & such b partynextdoor ]

THIS MOTHERFUCKER RIGHT HERE IS CRAZY.

The moment you mention wanting to have sex, you don’t even need to move to the bedroom, he loves fucking your brains out on the couch anyway, locking one of your legs over his shoulder while his hands hold your other leg down to keep your legs open so he can watch himself going in and out, your hands WILL BE TIED. Sero is obsessed with watching your breasts bounce to, it drives him insane and makes him finish in a matter of minutes, and he’s not stopping even after cumming first.

The messier the better.

“Look at you sucking me in, goddamn.”

# SHOTO TODOROKI [ jaded by drake ]

Probably the calmest man you know outside the bedroom, but when you’re both in the mood? Your back will be hurting. He loves seeing your back arched; if he goes too deep and you ruin the arch, he’s pushing you right back down immediately.

“What did I say? Lower it back down.”

# IZUKU MIDORIYA [ can i by drake ]

A whole power bottom, he loves having you on top of him, guiding your hips while you ride him. When he's feeling a little adventurous, he likes to grab your throat, forcing your eyes to stay on his as he starts to fuck up into you. HE'S A WHINER. The closer he gets, the whinier he gets.

“Can I cum in you? Please let me cum in you. I wanna cum in you so bad, please. Fuck, I'm cumming."

# KATSUKI BAKUGOU [ altitude by monetell fish ]

As soon as the “Wanna have sex” comes out of your mouth, it’s over for you; it doesn’t matter if y’all are in the living room, bathroom, kitchen, or out in PUBLIC. Trust, he’s going to find a way to have your ass folded and panting. He likes folding you into a pretzel just as much as he likes having you on your hands and knees.

Wanna try and move his hands? They’re locked behind your back. Start squirming and crawling away? He’s got a solution for that ass.

“Stop fucking squirming and take it.”

# HITOSHI SHINSO [ first fuck by 6lack ft jhene aiko ]

Gentle touches and hard deep strokes.

He’s far more focused on having his hands explore your body while doing it, might accidentally brainwash you when he asks, “Is this okay?” or “Want me to go harder? I can’t understand you baby.”

He loves positions where he can see your face as well.

# CLASS 1-B

# NEITO MONOMA [ sweat by zayn ]

This bitch cannot accept defeat; all that shit talking about lasting longer only to cum inside you after a couple of pumps, seeing your back glistening and your ass rippling each time his hips snapped against you was enough to send him over after five minutes. Don't worry though, he keeps going until you're finished, and then keeps going... and going just to get the 'last word' in his own way.

“What was that? All I hear are mumbles, tsk tsk, what a shame.”

# TETSUTETSU TETSUTETSU [ feel it by jacquees ]

Oh baby, he LOVES folding your ass as much as he loves your reactions to him going balls deep each time. Pulling your hair, shoving his fingers into your mouth when you got too loud, and pushing your back down into a deeper arch just to hit it deeper when he has you on your hands and knees.

'Overstimulation is key' is his mindset when he's fucking you.

“Yeah baby, keep cumming.”

i think y'all can tell who i listen to a lot and which characters are my favorite by writing this 💀..

I'M SORRY IF THE SONGS DON'T FIT THE CHARACTERS </3 THIS WAS ORIGINALLY GOING TO JUST BE ABOUT SERO BUT THEN I HAD AN IDEA

TEACHERS ARE NEXT!

#tenya iida smut #hanta sero smut #katsuki bakugo smut #denki kaminari smut #neito monoma smut #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu smut #ejirou kirishima smut #rikido sato smut #shoto todoroki smut #izuku midoriya smut #shinsou hitoshi smut #my hero academia smut #x reader smut

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harleys1nhawaii · 11 months

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"NOT TO ME, NOT IF IT'S YOU"

pairing: dabi/ todoroki touya x gn!reader

warnings: s3lf h4rm, blood, suicidal thoughts, mentions of blades, mentions of reader's family problems, self doubt, etc.

wc: 3k+

a/n: not proof read. also idk why i chose a plot like this to write on but i know it's not only me who suffers from these kind of addictions and know that wherever or whoever you are, you're not alone. <3

you're lying with your back pressed to the cold bathroom wall. you shiver, almost drop the blade in your hand.

why am i like this?

the house is quiet. the world also is. the voice of the tapping water sound of your faucet is all that catches your ears. but your mind's too blurry to care.

you're soaked in wet blood from your chest to your knees. its stupid is what it is, you think. what was wrong you? even though if you suffer you shouldn't give in your thoughts that easily. your self control felt way too far at the moment. the sore feeling of your arm made you drift into the heavy silence as your eyes closed shut.

the next thing you hear is banging. you jump awake from your sleep as you try to gain consciousness of the situation.

"doll? i know you're here, open the door."

you stood up as quick as you can and pulled down the sleeves of your shirt. your figure catches your gaze from the reflection on the mirror. you looked horrible, and the blood soaked clothes didnt seem to help you any better.

you quickly put on a jacket you tossed aside sometime you dont even remember when and thank your luck for it.

when you open the door, you see your boyfriend with a frown on his face.

"what took you so long?" he mutters as if he wasn't almost torning your door apart just a few seconds ago. "you got me worried."

you take a few steps back and turn your back to him. you didn't want him to see your drained face. "why are you banging the door like that? jeez, calm down, i'm here."

his gaze travels around your body and stops at a specific place when the little blood stain on your sleeve catches his eye. he frowns and and tiltes his head.

"what's wrong with you?" he throws. even though his voice comes out nonchalant, the worried look on his face gives him away.

"what do you mean?" you bite back. "i'm fine."

the tension in the room is poisonous. you're scared shitless that he might notice your situation and in the other hand he knows something is terribly wrong but he doesn't know how to throw hands.

so you both do what you two do the best, rage.

"you don't look fine." he hisses. you swear you see him clenching his jaw and giving you the look that sent shivers down your spine. you move your trembling hands in front of you so he wouldn't see how fucked up your situation was right now.

fucking christ, you thought. is it really the best time for you to be here?

when his question remains unanswered, he calls your name. however, you're convinced to not answer. you're scared for your life that if you say anything he'll notice it.

"touya, i'm sorry but i just want to sleep. if you're just here to rage at me then i'm afraid i won't be returning it bac-"

your words get cut when you feel the grip of his rough hands on your wrist. you hiss in pain at the sudden movement as he stands just a few inches away from your face.

"answer me, y/n. answer me when i ask you what's wrong." you feel your gut turning in your stomach when you feel his deep and serious voice hitting your face. you swear he hears your pumping heartbeat at that second.

"i did." you try to sound calm and perfectly fine. though, you knew you couldn't put an act. not with him. you knew incredibly well that whatever you were selling, he wasn't buying.

"i told you that i'm fine. why are you exaggerating?"

he lowers his head and his lips are now just in front of yours. his rough gaze never leaves your eyes and you desperately wish for a miracle to pull you out from your situation. "because i know for a fucking fact that you're lying."

when you don't answer, he shifts his grip from your wrist to the sleeve of your jacket to slide it up. the next thing you feel is a gut wrenching fear and pain when you pull your arm from his hands as hard as you can.

"the fuck you're doing?" you hiss. you take a few steps back but realize your struggles weren't working when he took the same amount of steps at you till you were captured between him and your window.

"get away." you spit out. "you're being fucking weird." he blocks you with his huge figure when you try to get out of the situation by moving out from the side gape.

"i said get away!"

"talk to me!"

you have tears in your eyes that are just waiting for your next move to spill on your cheeks. you cuss yourself, even despise yourself mentally. you couldn't cry here like that, not in front of him.

"talk to me so i can fucking understand what's going on! i can't just miraculously find out the issue!"

"nobody asked you to do it anyway!" you finally push him away with the last strength you found in yourself. "stop creating a scene and let me fucking rest god dammit!"

when you try to walk away to your bed, your movements are once again cut with another grip on your wrists. this time, you don't only hiss, but yelp at the sore pain of the cut he was squeezing between his hands.

"i told you to get away from m-"

this time, you're cut with an embrace instead of an another yell from him. your body shakes under his as your knees give in to his warmness. he keeps you like that till you silently sob on his chest with his hands caressing your scalp gently. he patiently listens to you spilling out your venomous drops of pain as he whispered quiet nothings into your ear.

"sshh, doll, it's okay. i'm here, alright? everything's fine. you're safe here, angel. you're okay."

when your tears subside, he gently pulls your head from his chest and look at your eyes with a bright spark of care and love in his' nobody has probably ever seen before.

"are you feeling better, love?" he strokes your cheek with his thumb carefully, like you were a brittle tea cup in front of him that could shatter into pieces by any second. all you can do is to nod tiredly at him and try to erase the pain in your chest that's been strangling you ever since.

he gently holds you from your waist and your wrists, this time more carefully. he leads you to your bed and sits you there. he pecks a kiss on your forehead. "wait me here." you hear him speak, but can't really keep up with his pace. by the time you turn your head to see where he went, he was already gone.

a few moments later with you sitting silently at the same spot he had put you, he came back with an aid kid in his hands and sit on the bed next to you.

what happened after was silence. you turned your face away from him in shame when he gently took off your jacket and revealed your torned apart arm. no words were spoken as he carefully wiped the dirty blood and patched up your fresh scars with bandages. he silently dressed you up in fresh clean clothes and tucked you into bed as he turned the lights off.

"are you mad at me?" you ask, after what feels like forever. he tightens his grip around your waist at that. "why would i be?"

"i don't know." you mutter, it's almost unable to hear. "i am insufferable."

he raises his face from the crook of your neck to your chest. no matter how dark the room is, you swear you see his azure irises looking at you right by your side.

"i'm mad at the world. for having you get so hopeless and done with your life. i'm mad at your family for wasting you and doing all of this with no spark of care. i'm mad at myself because no matter how long i knew you were on thin ice, i didn't do anything about it. i am mad at everything but you. i can never be mad at you. you have done nothing for me to be mad at you."

"im sorry." you whisper.

"and why's that?"

"i put you through a lot. i always create a problem and always get you worried about me."

your gaze once again turns back at him when he wraps his finger around a strand piece of your hair and tugs it behind your ear. his voice is soft and careful when he speaks. "you're all i have in this life, doll. you deserve every good thing in this life and every little thing that it brings to you. you give me everything i could ever ask for. you love me, not for who i can be, but for who i am. that's the least i can do for you."

you don't talk for a few moments after that. his thumb brushing on your cheek helps you just perfectly to slip off of your worries. his warmness was all you have needed.

"you don't have to do that though."

"but i want to." he's clear on what he's trying to imply and your words could only make him go harder on you to believe his words. he once again drops his head in the crook of your neck as he holds you closer.

"i'll take care of you." he kisses your neck.

"it's rotten work."

"not to me. not if it's you."

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pixaho · 8 months

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Hello! How are you doing today? May I please request a fic of H&L where the reader gets scouted by a modeling agency and gets pressured to lose weight, so they become anorexic, they're dating Tsukasa and they faint from hunger on a date with him, then he sees how modeling is taking a toll on their mental health, him begging them to quit? I know it's a serious topic, and I didn't see it on your won't write section, but if it makes you uncomfortable you don't have to write anything. I'll respect your boundaries as a writer and think of something within your will right section. Have a lovely day!

A Beautiful Disaster | Tsukasa

♥ Pairing | Tsukasa x Model Reader ♥ AU? No | ♥ Word Count | 631

♥ Warnings | Eating Disorder, talks about ED, angst and fluff.

♥ A/N | This is a serious topic, and just like how I said I do write addictions, I will write this. If it isn't in my "won't write" then you can request it. Thank you for requesting (I have stalked your page a little because I love finding other H&L writers) and I hope you enjoy this!

M.LIST H&L LIST

It had been 6 months since you'd gotten the modeling gig. 6 long grueling months of work and trying to lose weight. Your way of losing the weight wasn't healthy and you knew it but the progress was working. That was until today.

Tsukasa had invited you to join him, for a date, at your favorite place to eat and relax. Even though he wouldn't say it out loud, he had expressed that he loved your enthusiasm about modeling, he just wanted you to stay safe because he cared. Only you'd done the opposite. You had put your health in risk. Although others were blind to how it was effecting you, one person had noticed it. Tsukasa.

While you had been out with him, he noticed how pale you are.

"Hon?" Tsukasa spoke softly as he looked at you. You were shaking, your lips were cracked and you had bags under your eyes.

You had honestly not even heard him, the sound of your heart beating filled your ears which you didn't even snap out of when he grabbed your hand and turned you towards him. Then everything went black. Your head hurt and you couldn't open your eyes. You heard people gasping and Tsukasa yelling for them to back the hell up. When you could open them, you saw the sun and his eyes. Not the usual look in his eyes that he had given everyone, including you, but a look of concern and anger.

A few minutes later, or at least what seemed as minutes to you was really hours, and you had awoken once again in a hospital. There was 3 others in the room apart from Tsukasa. Each with concern, but him with a look that practically yelled anger.

Fujio was the first to speak, everybody turning to look at him as he did so. "Y/N, do you know what happened?"

"Hm?" You could only make noises, too tired to actually attempt a sentence.

"You passed out." Fujio mumbled.

"From hunger." Jamuo spoke up after him.

Todoroki, who only joined them purely because he was out when you had passed out, decided to say something. "I think it's best if we give Tsukasa and her some time alone to talk. He seems like he has something to say."

With that, the 3 of them walked out. Once they were out of the room, you turned to look at him. But he didn't even look at you. He was holding your phone.

"Tsu..." You shakingly tried.

"We need you to lose weight before the next photoshoot." He kept scrolling.

"Good news, we got a new photoshoot, lose more weight." "We noticed you gained some weight, could you try a new diet to lose that weight?" "N/N (Nick name) congrats on losing all that weight! We've got a photoshoot today."

Finally, his eyes look up from the phone at you. "There was no diet. You were starving yourself."

"I'm sorry Tsu, I really am. I-" You stuttered trying to form any type of words before he got up. Thinking he was going to leave, you tried to move your legs before he grabbed the chair and scooted it towards you.

"Please." He placed his head next to your hand. "You are one of the best things I've had in my life and I don't want to lose you but you need to eat. That or quit the modeling gig."

Your hand was shaking as he took it in his, rubbing his thumb across it. "I know that it will take us a lot of work to get you through it and I'm willing to try. Just please."

You didn't know how to respond, instead you just dragged your other hand across the bed and rubbed his head with it.

"I'll try."

I did it- lowkey this was going to be longer but I'm tired and I do hope you enjoyed this. I'm trying to do so much right now LOL. I hope everyone enjoyed this story and please do remember that if you are going through this, you aren't alone. It's a cliche thing to say but it is true. Anorexia isn't a fun thing to go through and you may think it helps, but in the long run it ruins so much more. Thank you for requesting this.

♥ Mutuals | @talusional @dillpick

^ Remember if you want to be a mutual, just ask and I'll add you to the mutual list so you can be reminded when I post a new thing everyday / every few days.

#elixirol0gy #high and low fanfic #high and low #highandlowfanfic #fluff #highandlowtsukasa #tsukasa x reader #high and low tsukasa x reader

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nishiyako · 1 year

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First Cigarette (SFW)

Paring : Izuku x Smoker!Reader

Tags : sharing a cigarette, temporary one-sided pinning, cigarettes, whiskey, peer pressure, happy ending

Summary : At a house party, Izuku gets offered a cigarette from a girl he's been in love with for a while (you). he takes one, wanting to impress you and prove Bakugo wrong.

Izukus first cigarette was unexpected.

It was a house party, he just came for you, a girl he's been interested in since what felt like forever.

High school friends gathered around a kitchen island with drinks in hand. It was nice to see everyone again after graduation.

Bakugo drinking his iced whiskey while Kirishima spouted about some new gym he found a couple of blocks over, Todoroki kept to him self yet still involved in the conversation of Tenya and Uraraka, Mina and Denki arguing while Sero watched the chaos unfold infront of him, and you and Izuku beside eachother, your shoulders slightly touching as he offered to pour you another drink.

You gave him the cup as he tilted the whiskey bottle and allowed the liquid to pour. You reached into your pockets, pulling out a half full cigarette box offering to the group.

Bakugo takes one, alredy being a frequent smoker. Denki takes one, just to try it. You offer one to Izuku, a panic started to rise when someone suddenly spoke, "Offering one to Deku, Really?" Bakugos gruff voice echoed, though he didn't say anything, but you knew where he was going.

Izuku isn't the type, obviously. A hint of disappointment hinted in your eyes as you thought he'd prove Katsuki wrong by now. He panicked, wanting to impress you, but would it be worth risking a life addiction?

He broke the silence. "I'm open to trying," Izuku says, bubbly voice as always. This felt like a slap to the face to Bakugo. a smile forms on your face as he takes one out of the box. He feels the soft paper tube in between his fingers as you handed a lighter to the two blondes.

You lit the lighter, waiting for Izuku to dip the cigarette in the flame. He started to second guess his decision. The girl he's been interested in since collage holding a lit lighter in front of him as he held a dull cigarette. If he lit it, would you be impressed?

He watched as Bakugos lips parted as smoke slipped out calmly, then panning his eyes to Denki whose throwing a coughing fit as Sero holds the cigarette for him. He was scared on who he'd end up like.

He pressed it lightly against the flame, then placed it in between his lips, hoping for the best.

He inhaled the thick smoke, it filled his lungs with a strange blissful feeling, he parted it from his lips, blowing a gray smoke cloud to the ceiling. he smoked it again, only for it to come out with a few coughs and giggles.

You we're impressed. He hasn't smoked before, and he's taking it well. "Didn't know you had it in you." You said, taking the cigarette from his fingers. You hugged the paper with your lips, inhaling and exhaling.

It felt like an indirect kiss on his part, his mind wandering around the situation.

You handed it back to him, your lipstick still on the cigarette.

Years later, It was your favorite story to tell on your wedding day, sitting beside your groom, him wearing his green tie to match his signature emerald hair and eyes you loved so much.

#mha fluff #deku x y/n #deku x you #deku x reader #izuku midoria x reader #izuku midoryia x you #izuku x reader #izuku x you #izuku x y/n #deku fluff #izuku fluff

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smuttyfang · 1 year

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Endeavor, Addicted

This is a scenario I thought of that I'm actually super proud of! Endeavor has been messing around with you since he began struggling with his family, and he decides it's time to break things off.. but can he?

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Would anybody believe you, if you told them? No way they would. You? Banging one of the most well known and strongest heroes in the world? Yeah, right. But it was true. Endeavor. Enji Todoroki. The Flame Hero. You were dating him.

Well.. could you really call it 'dating'? You had to keep the relationship a secret since it started. He wanted to keep up appearances, and avoid his family discovering his affair. Sure, most people would be super turned off by the whole situation. You found it unbelievably sexy though. As you went through your day to day life, you felt like you had power. Knew more than most did. You had him wrapped around your finger. He told you things he was never supposed to tell others. He came to you, to your bed, every time he felt defeated or frustrated. He made love to you. He fucked you.

Lately, he's been coming less and less though. There were a lot of new dangers and villains coming along here lately, so you tried not to let it get to you. But you felt like lately, his emotions for you had been waning. You didn't know what to do. It didn't feel like 'love' in a conventional sense. But fuck, you didn't ever want to be without Enji.

Ever.

Knock, knock.

The noise at your door distracted you from your thoughts. Going to answer it, you opened the door to find Enji standing there.

"Well, well, I was just thinking about you." You admitted.

"Good thoughts, I hope." He stepped inside.

"More than good." You lied, closing the door behind him. You went to him immediately, wrapping your arms around his large frame as much as you could. You began rubbing his shoulders, and he sighed in enjoyment. He let his head fall back, basking in the feeling of your touch. "Want me to show you what I was thinking about you?" You said, seductively.

"I.. I do.." You could hear the hesitation in his voice. You pulled away, crossing your arms. He turned toward you.

"What's wrong, Enji?" You asked. He sighed, his eyes telling you everything you needed to know. Your worst fear was happening.

"I.. I adore you, so much. But we can't continue this." Your sadness immediately turned to anger, tears welling up in your eyes.

"Why the fuck not?"

"I.. I'm sorry." He said, defeated and unsure.

"Just tell me what is going on, Enji. Don't beat around the bush." You couldn't hear it. You couldn't handle it.

"I'm sure you've been able to tell I haven't been myself around you the last few weeks. I.. I'm trying to be a better father. A better husband. I want to.. reconnect with my family." You let out a sarcastic laugh, walking over to the coffee table. There were some old, dead flowers still there that Enji had gotten you a few weeks prior.

"So, you're just going to leave me?"

"Listen, I'm not leaving you with nothing." He approached you, trying to place his hand on your shoulder, but you pulled it away.

"Sure fucking sounds like it. If I don't have you, I have nothing." He sighed.

"Listen, please." He tried to lift your chin to get you to look at him, but you refused to meet his eyes. "I've made an anonymous payment for you to permanently own this house. You won't have to pay anything for it anymore. It's yours." He tried once more to get you to look at him. "I've paid off your car, too." You shoved his hand away from your face.

"Is that supposed to fucking make things better!? What does that do!? Clear your guilty fucking conscious!?" Tears were falling from your eyes now. He stopped talking to let your scream at him. He listened as your scream echoed throughout the room, he let you beat his chest, he didn't even move or flinch when you threw the vase of dead flowers at the wall behind him.

"Let it out.. I deserve to hear and bare it all." You didn't know how long you went for. You completely lost track of time. By the time you finished, your living room was trashed. You sat down on the couch, your emotions beginning to make your body and mind feel numb. Sitting there in silence for the longest time, you simply stared at the floor. Enji eventually moved to sit beside of you. He placed his arm around your shoulder. You wanted to push him away, but your energy was gone at this point and your mind was numb.

"Enji.. please don't do this to me. I'm begging you. I.. sacrificed so many good relationships I could've had for you." You thought of all the times you'd had others interested in you. You felt stupid for turning them down now.

"I don't want to hurt you. I never did, and I never meant to hurt you. I was.. in a very dark place when you came into my life. I shouldn't have lead you on like this. I'm so sorry." He tried to show how genuine he was by getting on his knees in front of you. He pushed your knees apart gently, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you tightly. "You helped me through such a dark time. I don't want to hurt you. Not in the slightest." You thought you could hear his voice crack just a bit. "I just feel like this is what I need to do. For my family." He looked at you, hoping you would look back. You did this time. You could see in his eyes how hurt he was. "That's why I tried to help you by paying for your things. Not to clear my own mind. Just to make your life easier, after me making it more difficult.." His hands gripped you tightly as he let out a shaky breath. "I am still here. I always will be. I will help you if you ever need it. You only have to ask."

"I don't.." You sighed, trying to form a proper sentence. "I don't want anything else. I just want you, Enji.."

"Please, tell me what I can do to make this change easier. If I can do it, I will." You felt your anger boiling up once more, but you just couldn't let it out like you wanted.

"Can you do one more thing for me?" You asked, and he nodded. "Please make love to me one more time." He sighed, letting his head fall to look at the floor.

"This is only going to make things harder for both of us.." He looked at you again, with a mixture of sadness and lust. His eyes went from yours, down to your lips, and back again. He clearly didn't want this to end either.

"I don't care. Make it harder." The emotion and lust for you overwhelmed him. He pushed his lips onto yours, his tongue immediately sliding past your lips to explore your mouth. He continued, only breaking the kiss long enough to pull each of your shirts over the others head. He didn't even allow the passionate kiss to be broken as he ripped your pants away, along with his own. Unclasping your bra, he tossed it across the room. He reached down, fondling and playing with your tits with aggression and desire. He sucked your nipples. switching back and forth between playing with one and his mouth on the other. "Fuck, Enji.." He let his other hand trail down your stomach, roughly moving your panties out of the way enough for him to play with your clit. Your hand trailed down his stomach, grabbing his cock out of his boxers. He was leaking precum already. He hissed through his teeth at the feeling of your hand on him.

"Shit.." He gasped. "I can't.. I can't get away from you." You grinned, letting your body fall off the couch and onto the floor on your knees. You took him into your mouth, also using your hand to please him. Looking up at him, he was looking down into your eyes. Seeing you like that made his cock twitch even more in your mouth as you bobbed up and down on him. You gave him one final suck, pulling him out of your mouth with a 'pop'. He reached down to you, picking you up like a rag doll and making you lean your body over the coffee table. You spread your legs wide open for him.

"Please, Enji.. my body craves you.." You could hear him gasp slightly, your words turning him on even more. Before you had time to think of anything else, he began shoving his huge cock inside of you. Inch by inch, he sheathed himself inside of you. He was large, making you feel so full and stuffed. You loved the feeling. "Nobody else can fill me up like you, Enji."

"F-fuck.." He sighed and began thrusting into you. His hot hands gripped your hips almost painfully, pulling you back onto him with every thrust. The coffee table began rocking with your body, becoming unstable with his thrusts. Getting frustrated at this, Enji picked you up once more. He sat down on the couch, spreading his legs wide to offer you a seat. You listened immediately, plopping yourself onto his lap. Lifting your body up, you used his shoulders to stay up while he placed his cock at your hole. You let your body fall back down on him, both of you sighing in pleasure as he was sheathed inside of you once more. You began bouncing up and down on him, only slowing down to move your hips back and forth so you could lean forward and kiss him. His thrusts then became more erratic and random, his breathing became heavier and more loud. He reached between your legs, playing with your clit. "Come with me." He breathed out. You used what energy you had left to ride him as hard and fast as possible. Your orgasm hit you hard, your body convulsing and walls tightening around his cock. He came soon after, unable to control himself once you clamped down on him.

"G-god.." You shivered and kissed him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. As you came down from your high, the reality of the situation came back. You held him tightly. "You're not leaving me, Enji." He wrapped his arms around your back, not saying a word.

"Fuck.." He thought to himself. "I'm in love with her.. What am I supposed to do?"

AO3

#scenario #smut #fanfic #mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #endeavor #endeavor x reader #enji todoroki #enji todoroki x reader

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snowdropluck204 · 10 months

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You're My Prize - Todoroki Shoto x Fem! Reader (Mafia AU!) - Pt 3

Sorry this took so long, once again... I'm a bad author... Anyway! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! ______________________________

3rd Person pov

Shoto sat in total shock, not only had he learned that his father had happily handed him over to a Yakuza syndicate, but the leader of said syndicate wanted him to be her 'little dove', chose him over any money his father could have easily given her...

(y/n) was still stood behind him, her chest against his back and her hands gently caressing his arms. The sweet, gentle smile was back on her face, a far cry from the confident smirk she was wearing earlier. Shoto was so confused! Which side of her was the real her? (y/n) seemed to notice that the poor man wasn't processing all of this very well. She tried to lean away from him, to give him time to get used to all of this information, but Shoto wrapped his fingers tightly around her gloved hands, tugging her back to him.

Kenji moved quickly, starting to make his way over to the two of them, clearly believing that Shoto was going to attack (y/n), but she held up a hand, halting him in his place. She brought Shoto's head to her chest, soothingly stroking his hair. Even though the chair in between them made this position uncomfortable, Shoto was grateful for the comfort.

(y/n) felt awful for the man, he had just had the life he knew ripped away from him, now he was in a cold, seemingly empty house, surrounded by strangers and a woman who wants to use him for her own devices. Looking up from Shoto, (y/n) looked up at Kenji, "Get my room ready, he'll be staying with me for a while." She told him, her voice all business but the words she used made Shoto look up at her with a start.

"What?" He asked, curious. His eyes glistened with brimming tears, looking into them, (y/n)'s heart melted slightly. She tried to be the cold-blooded killer she was, but she couldn't help it, her heart ached for this poor man.

"You can't be on your own with all this new information, you don't have to stay in my room if you don't to, I just thought it might be something you'd like, you might feel more comfortable in your own room of course..." (y/n) had begun rambling, she never did this. She was always calm and collected, saying what was on my mind in a concise manner. (y/n) could see even Kenji being shocked at her behaviour.

She didn't want to make Shoto any more uncomfortable and scared than he already was. He looked into her eyes, his mismatched eyes meeting (e/c), he nodded gently. (y/n) smiled softly at him, "So, dinner?" She asked, he nodded again, still confused and speechless. "If you want to know anything, my inside businesses, the people who work for me, anything, just ask. I can't guarantee I'll be completely honest with you at the moment, I don't know if you can be fully trusted yet." She said truthfully.

Shoto nodded, picking at his food that had been placed in front of him, (y/n) sat in the chair to his side, not across from him, she wasn't hugely hungry, and he needed her close at that moment. As he sat there, thinking and eating, she gently raked her fingers through his hair, doing her best to calm him.

"Who was that man? The one you... That I saw earlier?" He asked timidly. She could admit, it was quite amusing to see the once great pro hero Shoto Todoroki so bashful in her presence, (y/n) couldn't help a small smile.

"That man was just a calculation error. He owed me a significant amount of money, he had the ability to pay me back, not once, but twice, he chose to spend that money on his gambling addictions. Whatever he owed me, has been written off and his family will be compensated for his passing." She told him, her voice back to being business like.

Shoto looked intrigued but obviously quite horrified, it's not every day a person you're having dinner with turns out to have killed someone, let alone as many people as (y/n) have. "But, how could you say that...?" He asked softly, so soft it was a whisper.

"Say what my dove?" She asked him, using a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth, causing him to blush. (y/n) couldn't help but smirk slightly, the satisfaction of getting him to blush was too insistent.

"You called him a calculation error... Acting as though his death meant nothing, you've left a family without a father and a husband and you're showing no remorse for it..." He told her, his voice becoming more confident as he grew more passionate in his point, too bad it was misguided passion.

"Dove, if you knew what I knew, about human beings, about Fujima Hiroto, you would understand why I did what I did. Mr Fujima was nothing but a petty thief, a terrible gambler and a wife beater." (y/n) began talking light and sweet, but her voice became hard and venomous. "If there is one thing I cannot abide, it's domestic violence, in any form."

Shoto sat shocked, he hadn't known any of that about the man, obviously because he had just seen the murder, nothing else, but was all of that really true, he looked to Kenji for some sort of answer, he solemnly nodded his head, revealing more than an answer. (y/n) raised a hand behind her head slightly, Kenji walking up and placing a file in her hands.

Setting the file down in front of Shoto, she began flipping through it, there were dozens of pictures of Mr Fujima doing less than legal things... Bribing an officer, leaving an illegal casino, countless images of him abusing his wife, and pages upon pages of papers that seem to indicate him being involved in organising and illegal fighting ring and fraud...

"Yes Mr Fujima owed me money, but if he were an honest man, I would have looked the other way and agreed to another extension, but he could have paid me back in full within the agreed upon time, he chose to spend and lose that money in a number of days. We have returned the money we took from him as payment to his wife, she will always be able to call on us if she needs help and we will gladly give it." (y/n) continued, less cold now.

"Now if you're finished with dinner, we could go to bed, it's getting late." There wasn't much room for argument as she stood up and took his hand in her's, gently nudging him from the chair. "Kenji, could you set up my room with some pyjamas for Shoto, I'll be taking him on a little tour in the meantime." She asked.

Kenji nodded and left with a small bow. Shoto was confused and said so, "I'm perplexed, if you've known Kenji for so long and have been friends since you were children, why on earth do you treat him as a butler?" He asked, leading (y/n) to smile sweetly.

"Kenji is my oldest and dearest friend, but this was the role he chose for himself, he would prefer to be behind the scenes and act as the face of family, when in reality, he was always the carer, he would look after people when they were sick or sad, so this role allows him to do just that, he has my back and I have his." (y/n) explained simply.

Shoto nodded, although he was still confused, "Let's go dove, you can comprehend things after a good night's sleep." She told him, as we began walking through the many halls of the manor.

"To your left is the west wing, not forbidden by any means but you may prefer not to visit there, it's mainly business rooms and other... Activities." (y/n) told him, my voice dipping slightly, Shoto nodded quickly as she giggled at the aghast look on his face.

"The East wing is where most of the rooms are, although the only bedrooms currently in use are a few guest rooms for some of the staff, my room, your room and Kenji's. Other than that, there are multiple libraries with hundreds of books, an indoor and outdoor pool, the billiards room, ballroom, obviously you've seen our dining room, the parlour, the gallery and the gardens." (y/n) listed all of the amenities as though they were a daily occurrence, which for her they were.

Shoto's mind was running at a million miles a minute, his thoughts kept bouncing back to his father, his family was rich, but nothing like this! This manor made his home look like a dungeon, which of course to him it was... Previously, he was fretting about how to get away from this place, how to escape, now his brain was going through all the decisions it could. Which room to visit first? Naturally he was interested by the libraries, or the ballroom, or the gallery?

(y/n) laughed from her place beside him, "Don't worry my dove, we have all the time in the world, I have the day off this weekend, we shall explore then and I can show you around properly."

Shoto nodded excitedly, "I would enjoy that." He told her, a small smile gracing his face for the first time since that morning.

Just like that the tour was over, and Shoto had a new thing to worry about, he would be sleeping in the same room, and presumably, the same bed, as (y/n)... __________________________________

This chapter is slightly shorter than the others because it's getting late and I wanted to get this published! I am so sorry about the wait, but hopefully I should be more productive for a bit! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Xxx

#cute #love #romance #fanfiction #x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #comfort #mafia au #angst #mafia reader

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luii-anacondabi · 2 years

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A Drop Of Happiness

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Todoroki Touya x Female Reader

Summary: You and Touya are childhood sweethearts that have been there for each other through all the challenges. Your presence and praise was like candy to him; addictive. You have always been there to heal his burns, even if it may endanger your life.

Warnings: A bit long, Fluff, Attempt at slight angst, Mentions of injury/hurt, Comfort

Notes: I got this inspiration after reading Volume 31 and seeing Dabi’s full backstory. Might be a little cringe/corny so be warned. I definitely didn't post this by accident while still in my drafts. This is my first work so please go easy on me-

(Edited and Updated)

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Touya was 8 when he first caught sight of you.

He didn’t have friends to hang out with due to his constant pursuit of getting stronger. He just thought friendships weren’t worth the effort to keep around, not when he needed to prove himself to Endeavor. He was on another one of his secret training sessions at Sekoto Peak, his delicate skin bore the effects of the flames. He wanted to keep going.

Amidst his training, he failed to notice you watching from closeby. It wasn’t until he hissed from the burns that you hesitantly approached him. Tapping his shoulder, you flinched when he jumped at the unexpected touch as a surprised gasp left his mouth.

You were a new face in town it seemed like. You wore a dress that reached past your knees, accompanied by your long leg warmers. Strands of your hair slightly covered your face, the hair clip bearing a fish design doing little to keep them in place. You looked pretty shy.

“Huh? What’re you doing here?”

He had a defensive expression, lips forming a childish pout, feeling a little embarrassed from being startled by a girl. “Can’tcha see I’m busy?”

“Your arm. . .”

“Yeah, what about it? I’m not weak!”

You pressed your mouth into a thin line and kneeled down beside him, making him back away slightly. Opening a bottle of water, you let some fall onto your hand and asked for his arm.

. . .

Endeavor drove Touya to this path of stubborn persistence. He just wanted him to look at what he could do. To see just how strong he really was. That he was worthy of the respect he desired from the ignorant man.

“Listen, Dad. Next time you get a day off. . . You gotta come up to Sekoto Peak with me.”

The young 13-year old boy sat on the ground, shadow casted over his face as he looked down with glassy eyes. His arms tried to comfort him from the dejection he felt. The loneliness accompanied by the silence of the night overwhelmed him. With trembling hands, he kept trying to wipe away the tears flowing down his face.

“Dad. . .”

Those emotions he felt. The pain and the sorrows. His body just couldn’t bottle them up anymore. As his eyes involuntarily produced more tears, his raging fire from within built up and bursted. Touya screamed in absolute pain as the flames quickly grew and engulfed him along with his surroundings.

“THE FLAMES, CAN’T. . .STOP THEM!”

All he could feel was the agonizing heat. Everything burned. He was gonna get burned alive.

Trying to put the fire out, he was unable to see you rushing toward him past the flora that caught aflame. Dumping a bottle of water on yourself as you ran, you hastily activated your quirk and pulled Touya into an embrace.

. . .

Touya had reluctantly given you his aching arm, confused and mesmerized all at once when your hand adapted the form of water. It looked and moved similarly to how the liquid would’ve.

"I can turn any part of my body into the liquid I touch and heal people. I mostly control water though since my parents say I'm not old enough to control chemicals."

He watched you swish around your floating water hand on his burns. It felt rather soothing, the way your quirk worked. You pulled back after a few moments, allowing him to stare at his now uninjured arm. Sparkles of admiration gleaming in his turquoise eyes. He gently tried poking your quirk-activated hand with a finger only to jolt back at the weird sensation.

"Whoa. . ."

With expectant eyes he turned to look at you with a bright grin.

“You’re like the complete opposite of me! I mean you’re really cool because of the water while I'm really hot since I can make these strong fires, look!”

Touya was taken aback when you flinched upon the slight contact of his ignited flames with your water-transformed hand. He quickly extinguished them upon recognizing the pained expression on your face. Steam seemed to emit from where your hands briefly touched.

“I-I’m okay, sorry. My quirk’s not very good with high temperatures.”

“Oh,” Touya scratched the back of his neck with an apologetic frown. “Sorry, I didn’t know. . .”

“It’s no biggie really,” you offered a soft smile that eased his worry.

The rest of the evening was spent with him trying to hold the moving water outlining the shape of your hand. He looked so dumb yet also cute attempting to intertwine your fingers.

. . .

You held Touya even tighter, ignoring the agonizing sensation of his flaring flames practically vaporizing parts of you. Your quirk couldn’t handle intense heat. But you kept holding him, trying your best to put out the fire.

His cries and pleas for help, his screams of pure pain from his fragile skin being severely burned. You hated it. So with what little strength you could muster, you reached up your two water-transformed hands, and cupped his face gently. Touya’s eyes instantly shot open at the familiar feeling of your quirk healing him. Just as quickly though, did he scramble to try to push you away. His turquoise eyes were full of fear as he gritted his teeth.

“No, [Name]! Stop! I might burn you! You’ll turn into vapor!”

But you only intensified your healing output, ignoring the limitations. You buried your head on his shoulder, the flames still practically engulfing the both of you.

“I’m here, so please calm down. I’m here now. You’re not alone anymore.”

With shaky hands and tears in his eyes, he held onto you, leaned into your touch, and did his best to focus on your comforting words. His teeth clenched together, still in pain.

“I’ll heal you no matter what.”

. . .

You always hung out together. Every time he secretly trained, you were there to watch and cheer him on in your own little way. Your mere presence was enough to keep him going. The sparkle of admiration in your doe eyes kept him determined to impress you even further. What fueled his fire some more was your genuine compliments.

‘That was one cool move!’

‘Jeez, your fire is so intense. You can roast a chicken with it!’

‘You’re definitely gonna be way better than your dad someday!’

This feeling of pride and fulfillment became addicting. He always sought new ways to earn that praise from you again. He absolutely thrived in it. The thing that made him melt, however, was how you would use your quirk to heal any subsequent wounds afterward. You would ask him to be more careful, that you hate seeing him all hurt, that he was already strong to you. That look of pure worry and concern on your face led him to ease up on his training. He still got small burns here and there but nothing major that you couldn’t take care of.

All of this was foreign to him. He never had a crush before, let alone any friends apart from Fuyumi and Natsu. Yet he loved the attention you gave him. He loved the way you distracted him from his problems and insecurities. He loved the way you cared about him as you listened attentively to his whole rants. And when he instinctively looked at you after pulling off a killer move, expecting praise, wanting to see that look of admiration, everything seemed so nice. The way you pumped your little fists, grinning proudly at him, made him feel so loved.

Touya froze and gulped down his saliva, cheeks and ears suddenly turning bright red. If he couldn’t beat All Might and appease Endeavor then. . .he wishes to see you everyday instead.

. . .

The flames emitting from Touya’s body gradually died down, some only flickering on his slightly burnt clothes. Your words had gotten to him. He had calmed down. The blaze was finally extinguished. Sekoto Peak had borne witness to a massive forest fire. Every tree near you didn’t stand a chance. Ashes and smoke covered the area as the still burning flora kept you trapped.

Touya kept his arms wrapped around you, both of you now kneeling on the ground. Having overused your strength, your quirk automatically deactivated. Water splashed on him as a result, which brought him back to reality. He immediately pulled back to check on you despite the serious injuries he’d suffered. His heart shattered upon seeing your state. Your body was visibly burned although you were still recognizable. Layers of your skin were badly damaged, revealing the superficial muscles beneath. Were you even breathing?

“[Name]?”

He began to tremble when you didn’t respond, eyes glassy. His shaky hands shook you carefully, avoiding the exposed reddened flesh.

“H-Hey, it’s okay now. . . I’m okay now. . .”

But you didn’t move. Panicking, he quickly lifted you up onto his back and stumbled through the woods, yelling for help in his weakened voice. The nauseating effect of the smoke overwhelmed him. And when his body finally couldn’t take it, the leftover burning sensation becoming too much, he caved in and fell.

He laid on his stomach with you next to him. Every part of his body hurt like hell. If it wasn’t for your quirk, he would've had it worse. He would've charred himself to a tragic, lonely death. So with a feeble hand, he reached out to hold your own. And there he closed his eyes, content to at least have you by his side.

. . .

It was Endeavor who found the two of you. After learning about the fire at Sekoto Peak, he rushed his way over with thoughts of his possibly injured son. A tinge of worry and guilt shadowed his mind as he frantically called out Touya’s name, running past scorched plantlife. He kept searching and searching until he eventually found you next to each other in a small clearing; the same spot he used to train in. Without hesitation, he gritted his teeth and carefully carried the two of you to safety.

When Touya awoke, he was a little disoriented. It took him a minute or two to register his brother and sister trying to talk to him. They both looked so worried. Tears welled in Fuyumi’s eyes as she pulled her older brother into a tight embrace, coercing a pained groan from him.

“Why didn’t you just stay with us? We were so worried about you!”

When his mind cleared, so too did his panic grow.

“W-Where’s [Name]? Is she okay?”

Natsu pointed behind Touya with a finger, which automatically made him look in that direction. There he found you covered in bandages, head resting peacefully against your cushiony pillow. Your chest rose and fell, indicating you were breathing properly. A sigh of relief left his mouth. As long as you were okay, he could get through this as well.

It took about two weeks for Touya to fully recover and another week for you. He obtained some pretty bad scars, not enough to make him unrecognizable, and his burned tear ducts rendered him unable to cry anymore. Nevertheless, he was relieved to have survived a fatal incident with you. Yet when he learned what happened to Shoto and how his mother was sent to a hospital after, how you needed to undergo an extensive surgery to fix your lost skin, he couldn't help but feel utterly guilty. This was all his fault. If he had just stopped trying to get his stupid father to notice him, none of it would have happened in the first place.

“Touya. . . want shum apple jush?”

The eldest Todoroki child snapped out of his negative thoughts and looked at you from the chair he sat on. You had that gentle smile again despite the bandages getting in the way. Your eyes bore no hatred nor pain. Just comfort. He couldn’t help but smile back.

During the recuperation period, Natsu and Fuyumi would often visit the two of you. They brought small gifts like candies, toys, and handmade “get well soon” cards. And when you still had to stay at the hospital, Touya would come by with handwritten notes to help you catch up in school. There was never a dull moment in that room.

. . .

Enji was getting ready for work when he noticed a fully recovered Touya rushing through the corridor with a backpack. With a fallen look of regret, he reached out a hand.

“Touya-”

But the young boy merely rushed past him. His face was completely bright and optimistic as he left through the front door, leaving his father all baffled. He was wide-eyed and speechless. How ironic the fact that he ignored the very man he had tried desperately to get the attention of.

“Touya. . .”

. . .

You were absolutely inseparable. Both of you couldn't last a day without seeing each other at least once. Hanging out and having sleepovers at your house became a daily occurrence. And as you both grew up, so too did your feelings for each other.

You went to the same middle school. Attended U.A. High together. Hung out at each other’s places, more often at yours when Touya didn’t want to deal with his old man. You both went to see movies every now and then even though Touya found them boring. You visited your friends at a reunion and he tagged along just so he wouldn’t miss you, not that he’ll confess that any time soon. Wherever you went, he usually followed.

Throughout the years you listened to his every concern, comforted him through his family conflicts and arguments, offered him your ears when he needed to let out some steam. You healed his wounds without complaint. You were there to stand up for him against his sorry excuse of a father. You were there to hold him so lovingly when he felt so vulnerable. You were always there for him.

And he was content with just having you by his side.

. . .

“Hey, you weren’t paying attention to me were you?”

Touya’s nonchalant yet somewhat whiny voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You were suddenly brought back to the present, finding yourselves stationary on top of a rooftop. ‘Right, we were on patrol.’ You stretched your arms with a hum before glancing at him. His hero suit perfectly accentuated his well-built muscles, abs shamelessly traced against his tight clothing. The gear, piercings, and accessories only adorned him more. His snowy, spiky hair was poking out in different directions despite looking so fluffy. And his sharp, turquoise eyes held much confidence and admiration that only you would be able to see. He looked pretty badass.

“Spacing out again,” he clicked his tongue playfully, “Stop staring, babe.”

“You love the attention.”

“From you, yeah.”

That stupid, proud grin on his face made you melt inside. This man is gonna be the death of you. Even though he can be dense and dumb when it comes to romantic gestures, his smooth tongue has a way with words. It irked you how good he was at making you fall harder for him.

“You sound so stupid, stop that.”

“Make me.”

“I will literally ditch you.”

“Bet you won’t.”

You huffed and prepared to leave, only to be pulled back colliding against Touya’s chest. His tall figure and sturdy arms encased you. And before you could mutter another word of protest, his soft lips crashed onto yours. His evident warmth radiated onto you. Even without outright confessing, you already knew what he wanted to say.

‘Don’t leave, I love you.’

✦—✦—✦

#todoroki touya #bnha touya #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #todoroki touya x reader #dabi x reader #female reader #fluff #comfort #bnha reader insert #bnha fanfiction #angst

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sparkedblaze · 1 year

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“Fairy tales do not tell children that dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children that dragons can be killed.” -G.K. Chesterton

⚡️Hey! I'm Sparky or Blaze or any number of nicknames you wanna give me, I'm not really particular

🏳️‍⚧️My pronouns are he/they/it, but idrc as long as you don't call me she/her ♋18+ 👍🏼Writing, math, escape rooms, logic puzzles, movies, youtube, Dr. Pepper (I have an addiction to the stuff) 👎🏼Rootbeer, bugs, slimy things, loud noises, crowds, going out in public, getting wet 💔Triggers: S/A, S/H, bugs, clowns, SPIDERS (anything with more than 6 legs shouldn't exist, and 6 is already pushing it)

🤬I curse so please use caution

Newsies Discord Server

Ask Me About X

✍🏼What/where I write: Newsies on AO3 Harry Potter Mauraders on Instagram

🎨More arty things: LinkTree Omg Newsies as Vines

🚫DNI: TERFs, -phobes, racists, anti-, yk this list could go on forever just don't be an asshole

🪭Fandoms: Newsies (1992, Live, and UKsies), Harry Potter (fuck jkr), Percy Jackson, My Hero Academia, Haikyu!!, Sk8 the Infinity, Hamilton, In the Heights, Heathers, Be More Chill, Six, 21 Chump Street, Legally Blonde the Musical, Mean Girls the Musical, 9-1-1, West Side Story, Cats the Musical, Panic There are probably more

🎶Favorite music: Age of Madness, Newsies, In the Heights, Alec Benjamin, DCOM soundtracks

🗣️Characters I can and will talk about for hours: Any newsie (but especially Albert, Elmer, Jack, Davey, Les, Mush, the Delanceys), Peter Pettigrew, Severus Snape, Sturgis Podmore, Pandora Lovegood, Leo Valdez, Luke Castellan, Frank Zhang, Dabi, Shoto Todoroki, Iwaizumi Hajime, Nishinoya Yuu, Kojiro Nanjo (Joe), John Laurens, Pip Hamilton, Usnavi, Benny, JD, Heather Chandler, Michael Mell, Katherine Howard, Anne of Cleves, Justin Laboy, Emmett Forrest, Janis, Christopher Diaz, Athena Grant, Mouthpiece, Balkan, Baby John, Pouncival, Tumblebrutus, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer, Ray Hall, Heather Nill

🎙️Relationships you couldn't get me to stop talking about if you tried: Spralbert, Javey, Blush, Pink Flowerpatch, Xenora, Percabeth, Frazel, Hot Wings, MatchaBlossom, Lams, Boyf Riends, Buddie, NillHall

🫶🏻Mutuals:

@caw-salem Fuck u roomie 🥰

@the-lavender-lapin My babyyyyyy🩵

@noxexistant thank you for gracing my pfp with gay pryder 😭🙌🏼

@raggedy-albert My fellow Albert enthusiast 🧑🏻‍🦰

@kellyscowboy UR HCS ARE SO GOOOOOD 😍

@hexmari LOML IM GROVELING AT YOUR FEET 🙏🏼

🧐Special interests: Newsies, dinosaurs, DND

🎉Fun facts:

I play DND

I like math because I understand it almost all the time (and if I don't I can usually look it up and figure it out), words are hard

I'm in PST

I have a dog that only has 3 legs, his name is Porch

I have anxiety, depression, bipolar II

I have a lot of the symptoms of autism, but am not formally diagnosed bc I can't currently afford a therapist

🕳️Current hyperfixation: Panic

#intro post #sparkedblaze

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thesakuragarnet · 11 months

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Hi! (First Post I guess) MASTER LIST LINKED BELOW KEEP READING!

Hello! I'm Sakura_Garnet and I am chronically obsessed with My Hero Academia, specifically the Keeping Up With The Todoroki's subplot. I exclusively write Dabi/Toya Todoroki-centered fanfiction, ranging from angst to fluff to smut and various combinations. I have a few finished fanfictions and a LOT of WIPs, as well as a plethora of "oneshots" for various AU's. The majority of my writing is done on AO3, but I double post a few of my big works on wattpad. I am constantly listening to music, and most of my fics have been inspired by songs and albums. I have so so SO many headcanons for MHA/BNHA, and feel very strongly about DabiHawks/TouKei as you will see from the majority of my writings. I have ADHD and Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and try my best to relay my experiences with these neurodivergencies in a few of my works. My main fic that is my pride and joy is PHOENIX: A Pro Hero Toya Todoroki AU, which covers 14 years of Toya Todoroki's life in an alternate universe (ages 16 to 30 to be exact) . If you do choose to read it, please mind the tags and the AO3 author's notes as it does deal with some heavy content (I tend to max out the tags on the majority of my works bc a bitch is nothing if not thorough). I don't know how much I'll be active on here, but I'm excited!

As always

The Past Never Dies,

Sakura_Garnet

Master List (and my universes) 1 8 + ONLY

(Disclaimer: I curse like a sailor in real life so pretty much all fics have some form of swearing in them in some form or fashion. I tag my fics extensively, please pay attention to the tags listed in each fic as I will not be listing them here. Summaries and taglists will be on the links for each fic <3 fics with a sole focus on sm*t will be labeled smvtfics, but that doesn't necessarily mean that unlabeled ones do not have sm*t in them. Some links will take you to tumblr, but not everything is posted on here, so some will go straight to the AO3 fic.)

DabiHawks

- PHOENIX AU

PHOENIX: A Pro Hero Toya Todoroki AU

Private Hero Training Academy : PHOENIX AU Spinoff

Fire in My Veins

I'm Not Okay, I Promise

Separate Ways

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE (I WANNA BE YOUR MASTER) (smvtfic)

The Tape (smvtfic)

Perfectly Good At It (smvtfic)

HONEY (ARE U COMING?) (smvtfic)

-Fantasy AU

Flames of Fate

Your Body Is My Temple (smvtfic)

-Civilian Social Worker Toya X Pro Hero Hawks AU

It's Dangerous To Go Alone

Pillow Talk (smvtfic)

Grand Gestures

Light as a Feather (smvtfic)

Meet The Todoroki's

Home Late (smvtfic)

-Pro Hero Dabi X Villain Hawks (Talons)

And when he touched him he turned ruby red (smvtfic)

bad idea right (smvtfic)

When we're staring at the ceiling (smvtfic)

-Quirkless College TouKei AU

Pent-Up (smvtfic)

-The Mean Girls AU

On Wednesdays We Wear Black

-THE VOID (Not the canon timeline necessarily but something in between)

We Were Just Kids

Easier Than Lying

Distracted (smvtfic)

One Stupid Phrase (smvtfic)

Touch-Starved

I'd Rather Feel Pain Than Nothing At All (smvtfic)

My Eden (smvtfic)

What The Heart Wants

Conjugal Visit (short smvtfic with a LOT of plot)

that one Rihanna song

Flecks of Gold

Dabi X OC

-The FIREPROOF/ANARCHY saga (Dabi X Sakura)

A Mission

FIREPROOF

ANARCHY (apocalypse AU)

-Pro Hero Dabi X Pro Hero Sakura AU

Playing With Fire: A Pro Hero Dabi AU

The Limo Scandal (Pro Hero Dabi X Mirko X Hawks smvtfic prequel)

-Touya X Dusk AU

His Ocean Eyes

First (smvtfic draft)

MISA! MISA! (smvtfic draft)

On the Clock (smvtfic spoiler)

-Pro Hero Dabi X Villain Sakura

Secondary Location

DABI X FEM! READER

Random Villain Fem! Reader X Dabi

Only Stops A Sentence (smvtfic)

Good Graces

Liquid Lust (smvtfic)

Left Behind

Support Course Graduate Fem! Reader X Dabi

Crimes Of Passion (smvtfic)

Carnal Addictions (smvtfic)

Deal With The Devil (smvtfic)

Spies AU

Say My F*cking Name (smvtfic)

The Band AU

Music Keeps Us Alive: College Band AU

Cravings (FTM DABI X TWICE SMVTFIC)

Random Dabi-centric (ish) Fics

The League Of Villain Go To Disney: A crackfic mini series for just good vibes (slight DabiHawks)

Birthday (LOV Found Family Vibes) (slight DabiHawks)

Savior Complex (Big Brother Dabi)

Here Be Dragons (Alt. Fantasy AU)

If I Had Been There (Dabi X Magne Angst)

Embers In The Dark (Dabi X Burnin' smvtfic)

#dabihawks #ao3 writer #ao3 #dabi #toukei #dabi x hawks #pro hero dabi #mirko #fanfic #my hero academia fanfiction #dabi fanfic #toya todoroki #touya todoroki #archive of our own

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chodzacaparodia · 6 months

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top 5 ships

Hey hey ♡ thank you very much for this difficult ask :') Because how can my shipper heart limit itself to only 5 ships?

Okay, it's hard for me to choose but here we go:

1. Kyoru (Kyo Sohma x Honda Tohru from "Fruits Basket") - Ahhh they evoke so many feelings in me! I absolutely love their relationship and how deep their feelings for each other are. How many times did they make me cry while watching anime and reading manga! They have been through so much and deserve to be happy. Yeah, Kyo and Tohru have a special place in my heart.

2. Sakuatsu (Sakusa Kiyoomi x Miya Atsumu from "Haikyuu!") - I came across this ship by accident in some Haikyuu fanfic. I didn't even know they were a thing, but I liked their dynamics in fics so much that I've fallen in the rabbit hole for months, even years. A day without Sakuatsu fic was a wasted day and they are the reason I started writing fics. I love that no one can stand them except each other, so they are perfect for each other. And their bickering is my weakness.

3. Tododeku (Todoroki Shoto x Midoryia Izuku from "My Hero Academia") - I have a fondness for this ship because they made me addicted to reading fanfiction. Although the manga has not been favorable to Tododeku shippers for a long time, nothing will take away from their initial interactions, how Midoriya changed Todoroki's life and the latter later began to always support him. (and sports festival always is in my mind)

4. Shiguang (Cheng Xioaoshi x Lu Guang from "Link Click") - They are simply soulmates! You just look at them and you know. Their devotion to each other makes me want to scream. No one will tell me it's just friendship. One would sacrifice everything for the other, even the future of the entire world. I love them. And they love each other.

5. Zosan (Ronoroa Zoro x Blackleg Sanji from "One Piece"). I haven't even watched the anime, I haven't read the manga, I only know Live Action 😭😭😭 But I absolutely fell in love with this duo, which has become my current obsession. They are equals!!! And for me this is a sign of a good ship. And their bickerking - ahhh something beautiful! Seriously, for the last few months I've been mainly reading fics with this ship. The fics are so good and the fanarts are so beautiful that I'm really tempted to take up anime and find something to do for the next few years :')

Sorry, I got carried away:')

Anyway, have a nice day ♡

#asks

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hosticaaa · 9 months

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𝕯𝖆𝖇𝖎 ; Fandom stuff.

How do I tell the fandom that Dabi was a useless, weepy, ill adjusted little runt ( AFFECTIONATE ) who wasn't allowed anywhere near Shoto and not a tall, responsible but troubled older brother figure who mother hen'd his younger siblings, especially Shoto, and that Dabi wasn't close to Shoto or particularly close to Fuyumi either but him and Natsu had a toxic codependent sibling thing going on hard core and I'm so sick of the Natsuo erasure and/or Shoto being put in Natsuo's place when that makes no fucking sense w/o pissing off the Horny Dabi simps who cant let go of bad/outdated flavorless wooby fanon characterization. How do I tell the fandom that their portrayal of the Todoroki family dynamic is severely wrong but can be drastically improved by understanding that while Endeavor ( and to a much lesser extent Rei ) were not actually narcissists, the parenting style at the forefront of the family is almost identical to narcissistic parental abuse and looking into this, along with things such as "Narcissistic devaluation" and the "Scapegoat" and the "Golden Child" explains so much that this fandom can't wrap its head around in regard to the extreme emotional / psychological abuse suffered by the Todoroki children without pissing off the Enji simps neck deep in abuse apology cause their fav has fat dilf tits.

Anyway on that subject children who grew up in households that were heavy on the narcissistic parental abuse often fall into "types" with particular traits and heres the Todorokis to a T ( Not including Shoto because his role is very obviously golden child (Masterpiece) and wasn't ever one of the Scapegoats ("failed creations") I mean I could def put him under "Problem Solver" but since he was never actually a scapegoat child its more complex than that for him so heres just my fav little failures ):

Fuyumi - the caretaker

Scapegoated children may provide emotional and/or physical caretaking to one or more parent/stepparent, functioning as a stand-in best friend, spouse, therapist, or nurse. They may be given household responsibilities such as cleaning, cooking, and caring for siblings, while also being targeted with anger and blame for the family's woes. Often intuitive and empathetic, caretaker scapegoats can become powerful healers as adults. But if they continue to prioritize the needs of others over their own they are likely to experience anxiety, poor self-care, resentment, and burnout.

Natsuo - the protector

Children in the protector role step in to defend a parent and/or younger sibling(s) from the dominant narcissist's verbal and/or physical abuse. Such children may be driven to try to protect family members because of their own experience with being scapegoated, or they may become scapegoated in the family system as a result of standing up to the abuse. As adults, children who have confronted the aggression of abusers may become fierce and compassionate advocates for justice and the underprivileged. But they often struggle to recognize their own limits, vulnerability, and need for support.

Toya - the collapsed

Some scapegoated children experience such harsh neglect and abuse, with few sources of support to build resiliency, that they fail to thrive and become mentally unstable, chronically ill, suicidal, institutionalized, homeless, consumed by addiction, and/or incarcerated. As adults, they may experience a trajectory of low functioning, repeated crises, or collapse that ends tragically in early death by illness, addiction, suicide, or violence. Kids who are "different" in some way, such as queer or neuro-atypical, are often targets of extreme scapegoating, both within their family and society at large.

#⊰ ° ‧: ｡* ⚘ 🥀 ━◞ 𝒯𝒶𝑔 ↝ From The Mun ⊱#⊰ ° ‧: ｡* ⚘ 🥀 ━◞ ℳ𝓊𝓈𝑒 ↝ Dabi ⊱#⊰ ° ‧: ｡* ⚘ 🥀 ━◞ ℱ𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓂 ↝ My Hero Academia ⊱#Dabi headcanons #Dabi also has a hint of the rebel but hes obviously not healthy enough to truly fit it in canon. IN MY vigilante au tho hes def The Rebel.#People may question my placement of Natsu but theyre not remembering hes the first to fly for Enji's throat at the drop of a hat #Enji so much as breaths the wrong way around Natsu and Natsus throwing hands. Iconic behavior honestly.#anyway its another post but I think its very cool that it seems Hori is going hard to avert Dabis fate as the collapsed #extremely sexy of him actually people who say Hori doesnt know what hes doing with the todorokis and that #the recent chapters are OOC/written bad lack so much narrative awareness and media literacy its insane to me they say those takes #with their whole chests and think theyre right get off that mans balls u know nothing like little baby hes doing great with the todorokis #LET GO of bad outdated fanon! Embrace Canon! Stop Erasing Natsuo and Fuyumi & mischaracterizing Dabi TODAY we can do it! PLUS ULTRA!

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ruexarchive · 9 months

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A Tipsy encounter

Touya Todoroki x Tomura Shigaraki

Rating: 18+

Inspiration: I love you like an alcoholic - The Tax payers

summary: During the 4 years in France, there was a hero event being held there, like there always were But this time Tomura was invited. So he attended and met some during the celebration after all the interviews and cameras. Someone he'd heard of, someone who was as controversial as hell and he couldn't be caught dead talking to him let alone look his direction or else his father would shoot him dead.

warnings: Cussing & Smut

Tomura POV:

Touya Todoroki, eldest son of The Todoroki's, and son of Enji Todoroki the infamous Endeavor. What the hell was this son of a bitch doing here? I didn't realise they invited drug-addicted fuck boys here. I rolled my eyes in annoyance Shit, I should probably stay the fuck away from him before he ruins my image. I spent the rest of the night avoiding him.

"hey Tomura dude, are you going to come to the after-party?" Kaminari yelled right next to my fucking ear. "one, I'm not your fucking friend. two, I'll go to the after party if want!" God Kaminari is annoying. "oh Emily said she was going..." "Emily?" what does she have to do with me "yeah your SUPER cool girlfriend" I wouldn't use cool to describe her but whatever. "yo Tomura you there?" Denki had his hand waving over my face like I was an idiot. "Yeah" "yeah like you coming to the party or like yeah your girlfriend is super cool?" "the former" I'd rather die than admit Emily was anything but cool. "wait what does that mean? You know I didn't do well in school, right? "yeah no shit dumbass, former means the first, latter means the-" Wait why the fuck was I talking to him. UGH

I walked away from Kaminari while he kept telling me to come back. I ignored him and went to the bathroom. I went into the empty stall, closed the toilet seat and pulled out my phone. Scrolled a bit and opened genshin. I hadn't played it in a while. Great thing the organizers set up a good internet connection or else I probably would be pissed. After a few minutes I decided to go out again, you know not to look creepy as hell staying in the bathroom for longer than I should have. As I got out everyone was talking about the after-party. You know what fuck it, I need to let loose I'm so fucking tired of feeling stressed.

I went to the after-party and drank a bit, and now I found myself following behind Touya of all people. I couldn't drive home and Emily was going to her friend's house for the night. She's the one who drove me to the event. Touya was at the party but he was completely sober, the only one. So he offered to drop me home but I had no choice but to accept his fate or get into an Uber with some crusty fucker. You'll never catch me dead in a poor man's car. Touya had parked a little far from where the venue was, so we had a little walk to the car. "I still can't understand how a drug addict like you would be invited to an event like this." I think this is the first time I've ever REALLY spoken to Touya before. "ouch, your hearting my feelings," He said in a somewhat mocking voice I turned to him and looked into his eyes. fuck, the rumours were true...he had one of the most gorgeous eyes I'd ever seen. "You like the eyes? I got them from my shitty father" He had a little smirk smacked onto his face. "unlucky, I got my fathers too but lucky for me, mine turned red once my quirk manifested." "You sound happy about that.." Shit, I let myself get too comfortable "I thought it was normal to hate your father? Isn't it?" "Mmm, I guess." I was getting sick of this conversation as much as I loved shitting on my father I wanted to know more about the fucker who was driving me home. He was just too interesting. "so how come you were the only sober person this whole night?" Shit my words were slurring, the alcohol was taking control. "I've been sober for a few years now, I don't take any substances anymore, but I got to admit I miss my cigs." I just nodded my head, that explains a lot.. "guess I should stop calling you druggy fucky boy" SHIT I said that out loud, holy fuck "druggy fucky boy?" Touya had stopped walking. He just started into my eye's with the most confused fucking face I'd ever seen. I was blushing like crazy and I know he could tell. "oh forget it!" I shoved right passed him trying to hide how pink my face was from embarrassment. "oi get back here pretty ass" THE FUCK DID HE JUST CALL ME?! "Excuse me what?!" I spun around and stared at him. "I said get back here." "After that idiot" "What, do you like it when I call you pretty ass? I would've called you bubble butt...but eh whatever." Not a single word would come out of my mouth. "Are you just going to stare at me forever? my car is just a few blocks away. "yeah um lead the way" I was stumbling over my words not to mention the slurring. He started walking so I followed right behind.

We spent twenty blocks talking about good bars and better cities than Paris As we walked through a dark ally, people stared in the shadows like an audience. And even the meanest among them Had a special little shine In their eyes when they saw us walk by. Touya's car was in site and I was stumbling a bit as I walked. Before I knew it I had tripped right into Touya's arms...how cliche. He caught me just in time and looked at me. "Woah there doll, don't want you falling for me already, we just met remember?" He was chuckling, that sly fucking fox. "don't call me a doll~ et je ne tombe pas amoureux!" I was a blushing mess at this point. "you do know I don't speak French right?" "I SAID I DON'T FALL IN LOVE!" I didn't mean to say that so goddamn loud. "I never said that, but good to know" "YEAH SO DON'T THINK I LIKE YOU OR SOMETHING! YOU ARE ALMOST AS ANNOYING AS KAMINARI!" Yeah, I lost it, there was no turning back now. I'm so embarrassed I'd love for him to just burn me alive! God that kinda sounds sexy....NO NO NO NO what the hell is wrong with me?! "Get in the car, Tomura we're here" he said calmly He had opened the door for me and now he was walking around the car to the driver's seat. Without thinking I followed right behind him like a lost puppy. "oi, I'm driving remember?" He was right in front of me now, sitting inside the car while the door was wide open. I guess his quite cute if you squint your eyes.... Before I could even finish my thought I was on top of him, sitting on his lap staring down at him. "doll as much as I would love to fuck you right now, your drunk..." "I don't care... I consent, hurry up before I change my mind." I have no idea what I'm doing right now, I've never had sex with a guy before. I mean I've done blowjobs, the stuff of the sorts but never really had a dick up my ass. SHIT I hate when I'm tipsy! "You sure?" he had a bored expression on his face that I could quite understand. I nodded and he grabbed my neck, to pull me closer and kissed me. He just kissed me and god did he taste good. I don't know what I was expecting but fuck this was better. He eventually pulled away after what felt like hours. "fuck" he said with a breathy voice. Making me melt under him. "One more kiss" I hate myself but fuck I just couldn't help myself. Our lips smashed together, it was hot, and his tongue began to explore my mouth, normally if I was making out with someone I would take control...but I was so caught up in the moment. Fuck I'm hard "mhmm" Touya was hard too, I could feel him as I grinded on top of his cock.

We made out for about 10 minutes, but it felt like a few seconds. Then we stopped, correction Touya stopped. I pulled away, stopped grinding on him and looked at his face. Looking for some sort of answer in his eyes. "I've done this before, fucking in the car...it's not fun. So how about we head to your apartment and finish this there" He had the sexiest smirk. fuck. I can't understand how I got into this mess. I nodded and moved to the passenger seat. "Where do you even live?" "star hotel room 341" "of course you do"

After a few minutes of driving, I fell asleep.

I woke up in my apartment, on my bed. Expecting to see Touya by my side but he wasn't there. I got out of bed to realise I was only in my boxers. What the fuck happened last night?! I walked around the apartment to see no traces of him being there at all. I went to the kitchen to see a note on the counter and it read. "fell asleep in the car. Your so fucking heavy btw." Fucking turd, I wasn't heavy! He was just weak. I picked it up and noticed there was writing on the back with his number. That cheeky bitch.

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