#mr compress x female reader

[xazse]

mr compress x kittygirl hybrid! reader and i will worship the ground you walk 😣😣🙏🙏🙏

SWEET GIRL

Synopsis: Mr.Compress feels a certain inkling and intensity within himself.

Notes: this is great I know you just submitted this really recent but I wanted to let some of my fans know that I will now write for MHA!!! SEND ME SOME STUFF (don’t worry to my others who have sent jjk requests I’m working on them<333)) (sorry I just had to do something with the league and them meeting kitty girl)

Pairings: Mr.Compress x KittyGirl!Hybrid

Warnings: Smut + mean!League Members + rough handling + rough kissing + fingering + penetration + Fem!reader + Hybrid!reader

Mr.Compress had dragged in another stray: you he had known for at least a month before introducing you to the league. He found you digging through some rubble searching for food. He had felt extremely bad and just felt the need to take you.

So that’s what he did, he took you and you didn’t fight at all he just went, scooped you up. You looked a tad bit confused but when he gave you some food you were attached, he gave you plenty of opportunities to leave but every time you’d look around for him and once you found him you’d loop your arms with his and follow. It was downright adorable.

After some time had passed he chose to introduce you to his beloved league.

“She looks stupid, get her out.”

“That’s so mean Tomura! I think she looks adoreable!”

“You are very right Toga, Shigaraki isn’t used to cutesy things.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” The blue haired man exclaimed from the bar.

“Why not give er’ a change Shigaraki? She could prove to be useful.” Spinner is always trying to be the middle man, Mr.Compress can certainly rely on him to get you in good with everyone.

“Useful my ass.” Dabi’s the one who speaks up.

“It wouldn’t be wise for you to talk, you’re in the same boat as her.” Shigaraki backfires.

“Tried to help you, dick.”

It hadn’t even been 40 minutes sitting as the league chats and discusses various things, Toga and Twice won’t leave you alone they insist on playing with your tail and rubbing your pointy ears: pushing them back just to watch them pop right back in place.

You aren’t complaining one bit, you love the extra attention they’re giving you, you can’t quite make out what they’re saying but nonetheless you know it’s nothing but sweet words minus twice sometimes blurting random crude things.

Leaving them proves to be the worst, “tears” are exchanged when Mr. Compress is ready to depart and you have to leave the new friends you just made. He reassures you that you’ll be able to see everyone again very soon.

Mr compress loves you a tenth fold you’re impressed by his tricks others find to be unfunny but you will sit for hours and watch him show off, clapping with the biggest smile on your cute face. It drives him mad to have his own personal fan.

It makes his cock throb when he’s doing one of his tricks and you look so curious to find out what’s next, he can’t focus on finishing it when you’re swooning right in front of him, he basically attacks you with sloppy kisses.

His thick tongue invades your mouth, his actions aren’t careful, he needs to be inside you right now.

He sits on his hind legs and traps you with his thighs on either side. He takes his hard cock out and jerks himself a few times right over your exposed stomach. you’ve all of a sudden gone shy on him, trying to avoid the intense way he’s staring down at you.

He stops for a moment to rid you of your bra, then your panties whilst also undressing himself fully too.

Even after all this time you’re still hiding your body from him like he hasn’t explored every single inch of you. He pays that no mind and moves to rub your cunt, he makes sure not to directly touch your clit.

He moves his skillful fingers around your lips, dipping in and out of your hole to get you used to the feeling. Sweet moans slip from your throat, your breath hitches everytime he so much as grazes the englared bud.

Impatient Compress starts full on fucking you with his fingers, he has to use a little of his strength to keep your leg nice and still for him. You’re full on moaning, it feels so damn good, the way his fingers abuse your wet hole in the meanest motions he can muster.

He makes eye contact with you when he pulls his fingers out and licks them, making sure to clean them dry.

He’s got you plenty wet, he rubs the tip of his cock in between your lips even touching your sensitive clit, he hadn’t even made you cum and you’re already so jumpy.

His thick cock starts to push inside you, slowly filling you of him, taking him is no walk in the park, he’s more long than anything, you grip whatever you can as he pushes past your tight hole.

Atsuhiro lets you adjust to him, he can hear slight sniffling from you, poor thing, he’ll make you happy in just a moment: that moment being now, he pushes your legs a little towards your torso angling his cock more snuggly.

Atushiro is never one to rush sex with you, he likes to be in the moment so he can enjoy and really feel you but now he can’t wait, he starts thrusting fast and deep, your fat cunt accepting every inch so easily now.

He’s been obsessed with your pussy the first day you and him had sex, you’re so tight and warm, he draws his hips back all the way letting his cock fall out to admire the slick it’s covered in, just to slam right back into you.

“Nnng..”

“Feels… so good Sako..” your moans sound so choked up in your throat, making you all the more desperate for more clearly.

His face is a beautiful shade of pink, groans mixed with yours slipping from his bitten lips, you truly don’t know the effects your cunt has on him, everytime he pulls back you suck him right back in.

Your tail has a mind of its own when it wraps around his torso, moving along with the rhythm of his hips.

You wipe the tears that have found their way to your face, your body spasms in that familiar way, along with your pussy tightening even more around him. He holds you down by your tummy, securing you in place so you don’t thrash everywhere.

He slams down in you one last time, pushing you right over the edge you cum with a loud yelp followed by quiet whines that die down, through this whole thing he’s praising you, kissing your soddened cheeks.

Your chest rapidly tries to calm down, feeling the aftershocks of a nasty orgasm.

Later that night he makes sure to rub your pointy ears and cuddle you as close as possible.

[lore-smaus]

«Shenanigans and mischief» ft. LOV

Summary: Sometimes being a villain is not all about mean to heroes. Sometimes you gotta be mean to your coworkers and teammates!

Tags: cursing, female reader, dark humor, shiggy slander, crack, suicide jokes.

A/N: When i tell you all i was projecting in one of these, i meam i did do one of these lol

Twice (Jin Bubaigawara)

Dabi (Touya Todoroki)

Shigaraki Tomura (Tenko Shimura)

Mr. Compress (Atsuhiro Sako)

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi)

[loveriotss]

Hii! Could you do some Mr.Compress headcanons pls? Tysmm! 💗

HCS OF HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ⸻ atsuhiro sako / mr compress

INCLUDES — gn! reader, fluff, headcannons, drabbles/one shots WARNINGS — reader is implied to be part of the lov/lives together with the

main masterlist — mha masterlist ༊*·˚

he lovess bragging about you to the other members.

literally will not shut up!!

atsuhiro leaned back in his chair, a smug smile on his lips as he sipped his drink. across from him, sat twice who looked like he was being held hostage. "you wouldn't believe the day i've had," atsuhiro began, his eyes sparkling. "y/n cooked for me today! it was so remarkable and exquisite! they made this-" "listen man," twice interrupted, trying to put on a pleasant expression. "i'm really happy for you and i love that you enjoy your time with y/n! but..how long are you planning to keep talking about them? it's been like almost 4 hours."

dates with him are always unique and memorable. private magic shows, picnics in scenic spots or romantic candle lit dinners in secret places.

a HUGE gift giver!

he will go all out! oh you were eyeing a pair of cute shoes today? he stealthily compressed it and presented it to you proudly. or maybe you had to reluctantly leave a cute giant teddy bear behind at that one shop...only to find out that the marble atsuhiro left on your desk was actually the teddy bear!

yeah he's technically stealing them instead of buying but its the thought that counts! (he is a villian after all, what can you expect?)

he's not afraid to show you his love openly.

expect grand declarations of love, like surprise dates or writing you countless romantic letters as if he were a lovesick teenager.

the other lov members are sick and jealous of you two.

he always respects your personal space and boundaries and makes sure you don't get overwhelmed by his dramatic personality.

as much as he is confident and flashy in public, he's incredibly affectionate and sweet in private.

late night cuddle sessions while you two talk for hours on end, comfortable in each other's arms. honestly, that's his favorite part of the day.

he can be a bit possessive, but not in an oppressive way.

usually more dramatic and pouty when he's jealous, making the situation more silly than serious.

in the dim glow of your room, atsuhiro sulked dramatically on the edge of your bed. you were completely engrossed in your book, sitting with your back pressed against the headboard of your bed. "do you know," atsuhiro began, letting out a melodramatic sigh, "how dreadfully overlooked and unimportant i feel at this moment?" you glanced up, an eyebrow raised. "oh really? and what is that supposed to mean?". atsuhiro shifted, leaning forward with an exaggerated pout. "well, it's not everyday one finds themselves overshadowed by a book of all things." you giggled softly, setting the book aside. "aww are you jealous of a book?" "jealous?" he scoffed, "whatever made you think such a thing? i simply can't bear to see my amazing presence overshadowed by..pages. that's all!" "alright, oh great one, i apologize for this disastrous behavior of mine. please forgive me" you reply, matching his tone playfully. his pout softened into a smile, the dramatic flair melting into warmth. "well, perhaps if you could indulge me with a bit more attention, i may consider forgiving you." "yes yes, my attention is now all yours." you reply, wrapping your arms around him as you place a soft kiss on the top of his head.

NOTE — omg i can finally make posts with the asks!! it used to glitch for some reason before when id try to make longer posts with it 😭. anyways i kinda giggled while writing this ugh im so delusional 🤭🤭. also added two drabbles/one shots (idk what to call it) just becauseee. sorry if this might seem a bit ooc, i referred solely to google to get an idea of his personality because honestly i dont rmb shit of what he said or did in the anime ����.

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[imagineanime2022]

Mr Compress W/ An S/O Like Camela Carmine

Mr Compress X Fem!Reader

Requested: @supernatural-hunter1

Request: So I was watching Hazbin Hotel and I was thinking about how interesting it would be if Mr. Compress was dating Carmela Carmine from Hazbin Hotel I think those two would make a good pair?😁

🔮 No but let’s be honest you're his queen, there is no one that compares to you, not to him. 🔮 He’s definitely very family oriented, so if you have kids he meets the challenge head on, as long as you can accept his found family then he will accept you and your children. 🔮 I think he’s actually going to be really good at the goofy father role, we’ve seen the way that he looks after Toga and the others. 🔮 He’s super supportive, if you have an inkling about something, or you're worried he’s behind you no matter what, he chooses you and your family over anyone else. 🔮 If you are bilingual he will swoon, he has no idea what you're saying but he will listen for hours especially if you are ranting in another language. 🔮 Your agility and combat skills allow you to protect him when he needs it. 🔮 Can’t keep a secret though so please for the love of god don’t tell him one.

🔮 No but let’s be honest you're his queen, there is no one that compares to you, not to him. 🔮 He’s definitely very family oriented, so if you have kids he meets the challenge head on, as long as you can accept his found family then he will accept you and your children. 🔮 I think he’s actually going to be really good at the goofy father role, we’ve seen the way that he looks after Toga and the others. 🔮 He’s super supportive, if you have an inkling about something, or you're worried he’s behind you no matter what, he chooses you and your family over anyone else. 🔮 If you are bilingual he will swoon, he has no idea what you're saying but he will listen for hours especially if you are ranting in another language. 🔮 Your agility and combat skills allow you to protect him when he needs it. 🔮 Can’t keep a secret though so please for the love of god don’t tell him one.

🔮 He worships the ground that you walk on, if someone disrespects you, you can expect him to be the first to your defense even if you don’t need it. He just adores you and can not have someone talk about or to you that way. 🔮 If you ever offer to teach him basic self defense, it will always start with him, honest to god, trying but quickly devolves, it’s most noticeable when there is an audience for him to perform to (your kids). 🔮 You use his very big personality and ability to capture everyone’s attention to your advantage, when you are looking to catch someone off guard he grabs their attention while you launch the attack. 🔮 It is very rare to see you apart from each other, he worries so much when he doesn’t know where you are or if you are okay. 🔮 He would sacrifice himself in an instant for you, you don’t even have to ask, if he thinks that you are going to get captured he will put himself in danger to make sure that you get out okay. 🔮 If you kids are young enough then he reads bedtime stories to them and tucks them in, if they ever call him dad (or any iteration of that) he will lose his mind. 🔮 Gets them whatever they want, sometimes he has to steal it because he can’t afford it, he won’t let that stop him. 🔮 If you have a weapon trade, expect to get orders from the League through him. 🔮 He’s a lot more careful now that he has you waiting for him, he wants to make sure that he comes back to you. 🔮 A lot of people hadn’t expected you two to be together considering you seem a lot more professional then he is, but maybe that was what had drawn the two of you together, after all he is one of the sole reasons that you smile so much. 🔮 If you are ever able to get him to pick up a gun, he’d have pretty good aim, his quirk relied on it when he was using it from a far anyway. 🔮 He is very touchy though, but never more intimate than appropriate for the situation, kisses on the cheek or temple are common as well as a hand on the small of your back. The rest id for when you two are alone. 🔮 Everyone has to admit that you're cute together and they loved having you around.

Request Here!!

[dee-writes-anime]

Cute fluffy Dabi story alert!! Your gonna love it 🥰

Dabi with a female chubby civilian girlfriend who he’s all lovey-dovey for, but one day he told her about he’s a villain? (After he ran into Mr. Compress and Toga on his way home) but she laughed and told him that she knew all along and that she loves him. And then Dabi introduced her as his fiancé to the league, she also explained that her quirk is a healing based but the healing part comes from the food she makes (like Julieta from Encanto)

Just Good Enough For You

FEATURING Touya 'Dabi' Todoroki x Reader

SUMMARY No matter who you are, you are just good enough for me.

CONTENT WARNINGS fluff, LOV crack, Dabi (ifykykyk), mentions of villiany and murder and stuff :)

AUTHORS NOTE stopppp cause this was the cutest, most wholesome request everrrr!!! Thank you so much for sharing this lovely thought with me, I really hope you enjoy how I brought it to life! <3 P.S. I promise the Toge fic is coming, college is eating me alive RAHH

Dabi had never been the type to hesitate. He’d burned bridges, enemies, and even his own emotions without so much as a second thought. But tonight, standing just outside your shared apartment, his hands stuffed deep into his jacket pockets, he was hesitating.

He wasn’t sure how you’d take it.

A villain. A murderer. That’s who he was. And yet, somehow, you’d always looked at him like he was so much more. Like you saw past the charred skin and the cold eyes, straight into whatever piece of humanity he had left. And it scared the hell out of him.

He could still hear Mr. Compress’s voice ringing in his ears from earlier that day.

“So, when are you going to tell your girlfriend who you really are? She’s bound to figure it out sooner or later.”

Toga had chimed in too, her high-pitched giggles grating on his nerves. “Oh, I bet she’d love to see your flames up close! You should show her! I mean, doesn’t she already wonder where you go when you disappear for days?”

He’d brushed them off, made some snide comment about minding their own business, but the truth was, they’d struck a nerve. Deep down, Dabi knew it was only a matter of time before you found out, and he hated the thought of you hating him when that moment came.

With a sigh, he finally pushed open the door and stepped inside, his boots heavy against the wooden floor. The smell of something savory cooking wafted through the air, and despite his anxiety, he couldn’t help but smile faintly. You always seemed to know when he needed comfort. Food had a way of soothing him in ways words couldn’t, and you, with your quirk and your gentle soul, were the only person he’d ever trusted to get close enough to touch his heart.

“Hey, lover,” your voice called from the kitchen, light and warm, like always. “You’re home late. Hungry?”

He didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he walked toward the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe as he watched you move around the stove. You were wearing that oversized sweater he loved, the one that made you look extra cozy and cute. He’d teased you about it once, calling you a “walking marshmallow,” but secretly, he adored how soft and chubby you looked in it.

“Babe?” you called out again, glancing over your shoulder. “Everything okay?”

His silence must’ve tipped you off because the smile you wore faltered slightly. Turning off the burner, you wiped your hands on a towel before crossing the room to him. The concern in your eyes only made the lump in his throat worse.

“Touya… what’s wrong?” you asked softly, your hands reaching out to grasp his scarred fingers.

He flinched slightly at the use of his real name. You always reserved that for the moments when you wanted to break down his walls. And damn it, if you weren’t good at it.

“I need to tell you something,” he finally muttered, his voice rougher than usual. His hand squeezed yours tighter, as though preparing himself for the worst. “Something you probably won’t like.”

The worry on your face deepened, but you didn’t pull away. Instead, you stepped closer, your thumb brushing over his scarred knuckles in that soothing way you always did when he was tense. “Whatever it is, just tell me. You know I’m here for you.”

He swallowed hard, feeling the heat rise uncomfortably in his chest. Why was this so damn hard?

“I’m not who you think I am,” he blurted out before he could stop himself. His eyes dropped to the floor, unwilling to meet your gaze. “I mean, you know my real name, but you don’t know what I’ve done… who I’ve become.”

Your brows furrowed in confusion, and you tilted your head slightly, waiting for him to explain. He’d never been one for long-winded speeches, so he forced himself to just rip off the band-aid.

“I’m Dabi,” he said in a low voice. “The villain. You’ve seen me on the news, you know the stuff I’ve done. I’ve killed people. Burned them alive.” His jaw clenched, his entire body stiff with guilt and fear. “And if you’re smart, you’ll walk away. Right now.”

The silence that followed was deafening. He expected you to recoil in horror, to pull your hand away from his like his very touch would burn you. Maybe you’d cry, or worse—maybe you’d just look at him with that quiet disappointment that always cut deeper than any insult.

But you did none of those things.

Instead, you blinked, a slow smile spreading across your face like you’d just heard the punchline of a joke. “Touya, seriously? Is that what you’ve been so worked up about?”

He frowned, clearly thrown off by your reaction. “What?”

“Babe,” you said with a soft laugh, stepping even closer to him, “I already knew.”

Now it was his turn to blink in confusion. “You… knew?”

“Of course I knew.” You grinned, tapping his chest lightly. “I’m not stupid, you know. It wasn’t exactly hard to figure out. You smell like smoke, you disappear for days, and your scars… I put two and two together pretty quickly.”

His mouth opened, then closed, as he processed your words. “You… knew?” he repeated, dumbfounded.

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Yes, I knew, and I didn’t care. I still don’t care.” You cupped his face gently, your fingers brushing the rough, scarred skin that covered his jaw. “I fell in love with you, Touya. The man who comes home tired but still lets me cuddle him, the man who watches stupid shows with me even though he pretends he hates them, the man who makes me feel safe no matter what.”

Dabi was silent, his throat tight as your words washed over him. He had prepared himself for anger, rejection—hell, maybe even fear—but he hadn’t prepared himself for this. For you.

“How can you love someone like me?” he rasped, his voice cracking. “I’m a monster.”

You shook your head, your eyes softening. “No, you’re not. You’re just… hurt. And yeah, you’ve done bad things, but that doesn’t change how I feel about you.” Your lips curled into a small smile. “Besides, I’ve seen how you look at me. You’re not as cold as you think.”

He let out a shaky breath, leaning into your touch. For the first time in years, he felt something warm spread through his chest, something that wasn’t the familiar burn of rage or vengeance. It was something else. Something softer.

“God, you’re too good for me,” he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

You grinned, tugging him closer until your foreheads were almost touching. “I'm just good enough for you, lover, and lucky for you, I’m sticking around either way.”

His lips twitched into a small, rare smile. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest, burying his face in your hair. “You’re insane,” he whispered, his breath hot against your neck. “Completely insane.”

“And you’re stuck with me now,” you teased, your voice muffled by his chest.

For a long moment, you stood like that—holding each other in the quiet comfort of the small apartment. Dabi’s heart was still racing, but it wasn’t from fear anymore. It was from something else. Something that made him want to protect you even more fiercely than before.

“You know what?” he murmured after a long silence. “I think it’s time you meet the rest of the family.”

A few days had passed since Dabi’s revelation, and despite the whirlwind of emotions that had followed, things between you and him hadn’t really changed. You still made his favorite meals, still teased him when he sulked around the apartment, and he still pretended to hate your random affection while secretly basking in it. But there was something else now—a quiet understanding that ran deeper than it had before. You knew who he was, what he had done, and you loved him anyway. And he, in his own rough-edged way, was learning how to accept that love.

Still, there was one thing he hadn’t prepared for yet—introducing you to the League of Villains.

The thought had been gnawing at him ever since that night. You had joked about being stuck with him, and in a way, you were. But to be truly part of his world, you had to meet the people he spent his days (and often his nights) with—the people who lived in the same shadows he did.

So, that evening, as you finished plating dinner, Dabi casually dropped the bomb.

“By the way,” he said, leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed, “you’re coming with me tomorrow.”

You glanced up from the dish you were preparing, raising an eyebrow. “Oh? Where are we going?”

“To meet the League.”

There was a moment of silence as you processed his words, and then you blinked, a slow smile spreading across your face. “The League? You mean, your League? The League of Villains?”

“Yeah, them,” he muttered, clearly not as thrilled about the prospect. His fingers drummed on the countertop, betraying his anxiety despite his nonchalant tone. ���They’ve been pestering me about you for a while, so I figure it’s time they meet you.”

Your smile widened as you set the dish down, turning to face him fully. “You want to introduce me to your friends? Does this mean I’m officially your girlfriend or something?” you teased, though there was a hint of genuine excitement in your voice.

Dabi scoffed, rolling his eyes. “You’ve always been my girlfriend. This just makes it… official, I guess.” He scratched the back of his neck, his usual confidence wavering slightly. “But don’t get too excited. They’re not exactly what you’d call ‘nice.’”

You chuckled, stepping closer and wrapping your arms around his waist. “I think I can handle it,” you said softly, resting your chin on his chest as you looked up at him. “Besides, if they’re important to you, then I want to meet them.”

Dabi’s gaze softened, his hands instinctively finding their way to your hips. For a moment, he simply looked at you, his heart doing that annoying thing where it felt too big for his chest. “You’re too good for this world, you know that?”

You shrugged playfully, leaning up to kiss his jaw. “I’m just good enough for you.”

The next evening, Dabi led you through the dimly lit streets of the city, the familiar scent of smoke and charred wood lingering in the air around him. He didn’t say much as you walked, though his hand never left yours, his fingers intertwined with yours in a grip that was both possessive and protective.

As you neared the League’s hideout, an abandoned bar tucked away in a forgotten part of the city, he paused, turning to face you with a serious expression. “Last chance to back out,” he said, his voice low. “Once you meet them, there’s no going back. They’re… different.”

You squeezed his hand, giving him a reassuring smile. “I’m not scared, Touya. I want to do this.”

He nodded, his jaw tightening as he led you inside.

The bar was just as you expected—dark, dingy, and reeking of old alcohol and stale cigarettes. The wooden floor creaked under your feet as you followed Dabi through the narrow hallway that led to a back room. The faint sound of voices echoed from behind a door at the end of the hall, and Dabi paused once more, his hand gripping the doorknob.

“They’re gonna say some weird stuff,” he warned, his voice barely a whisper. “Don’t take it personally.”

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Weird how?”

“You’ll see.”

With that, he pushed open the door, and the first thing that hit you was the distinct atmosphere of chaos. The room was a cluttered mess of mismatched furniture, papers, and random objects strewn about haphazardly. Several figures were gathered around a large table in the center, and as the door creaked open, all eyes turned toward you.

Toga was the first to react, her eyes lighting up with unrestrained glee. “Oh my god, Dabi! You brought her!” she squealed, bouncing to her feet and rushing toward you with the energy of a hyperactive child. “She’s so cute! I can’t believe you didn’t tell us she was this cute!”

You barely had time to react before she threw her arms around you in a surprisingly tight hug. “I’m Toga!” she chirped, pulling back to examine you with wide, curious eyes. “I’ve been dying to meet you! Dabi talks about you all the time!”

“He does?” you asked, glancing at Dabi with a teasing smirk.

He scowled, crossing his arms. “Don’t listen to her.”

Before you could say anything else, a tall man in a mask stepped forward, his posture refined, yet his eyes glimmered with amusement. “Ah, so this is the famous girlfriend,” Mr. Compress said smoothly, giving you a polite bow. “I must admit, I was beginning to wonder if you were a myth.”

Dabi rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, she’s real. Get over it.”

Shigaraki, who had been sitting at the head of the table with his usual scowl, barely glanced up from the game console he was playing with. “Great. Another normie.” His voice was dismissive, though you could sense the underlying curiosity behind his disinterested exterior. “Hope you’re not too soft.”

“Trust me,” Dabi muttered, shooting Shigaraki a look, “she can handle herself.”

“Yeah,” you added, smiling sweetly. “I’m not as soft as I look.”

Toga clapped her hands excitedly, bouncing up and down beside you. “Oh, I like her! Can we keep her?”

“Relax, Toga,” Dabi grumbled, his hand finding its way to the small of your back as he subtly pulled you closer to his side. “She’s not a pet.”

Twice, who had been unusually quiet until now, suddenly burst into laughter. “A pet? That’s hilarious! But wait, no, I think she could be a pet! Or maybe a partner! Or maybe—”

“Twice, stop rambling,” Compress interjected with a chuckle. “You’re going to overwhelm the poor girl.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the chaotic scene unfolding around you. It was clear that Dabi’s ‘family’ was as strange and dysfunctional as he had warned, but there was also something oddly endearing about them. Despite their rough exteriors, they welcomed you with open arms—or at least, most of them did.

As the banter continued, you caught Shigaraki glancing at you from the corner of his eye, his fingers twitching slightly as if he was itching to say something. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he spoke.

“So, what’s your deal?” he asked bluntly, his voice as rough as the skin peeling from his lips. “You got a quirk or something?”

Dabi stiffened slightly beside you, but you remained calm, meeting Shigaraki’s gaze evenly. “Yeah, I do,” you said, your voice steady. “I can heal people.”

Toga’s eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, really? You can heal? That’s so cool! Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”

“It’s not as simple as it sounds,” you explained. “The healing comes from the food I make. It only works if someone eats something I’ve prepared.”

There was a brief moment of silence as everyone processed your words. Then, Twice broke the tension with a loud, exaggerated gasp. “She can cook?! Oh, we’re definitely keeping her!”

“Food that heals,” Compress mused, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “That’s quite an unusual quirk.”

Shigaraki, however, didn’t seem as impressed. “Great. A chef,” he muttered, turning his attention back to his game. “As long as you’re not a liability.”

You felt Dabi tense beside you, his jaw clenching, but before he could snap at Shigaraki, you placed a hand on his arm, giving him a gentle squeeze. “I’m not a liability,” you said firmly, looking directly at Shigaraki. “I’m here for Dabi, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Shigaraki didn’t respond, but there was a subtle shift in the air, a silent acknowledgment that you had passed some unspoken test. Dabi’s hand tightened around your waist, pulling you closer as if to silently thank you for standing your ground.

As the evening went on, the tension eased, and you found yourself surprisingly comfortable in the midst of the League’s chaos. Toga was glued to your side, bombarding you with questions about your quirk and your relationship with Dabi. Twice kept bouncing between joking and making bizarre plans for your future involvement with the League, while Compress continued to make polite conversation, ever the gentleman.

Shigaraki, for the most part, remained focused on his game, though you caught him watching you occasionally, as if trying to figure out where you fit into their world.

And Dabi—well, he was quiet, but there was a certain calmness to him that you hadn’t seen before. He stayed close, his arm resting around your waist or his hand brushing against yours, as if grounding himself in your presence.

By the time you left the hideout, the moon high in the sky, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. You had survived your first meeting with the League of Villains, and despite their quirks—both literal and figurative—you could see why Dabi had chosen them as his found family.

As you walked home hand in hand with Dabi, the cool night air wrapping around you like a comforting blanket, he finally broke the silence.

“So… what do you think?”

You glanced up at him, your lips curling into a soft smile. “I think they’re… different,” you said with a chuckle. “But they’re important to you, so they’re important to me.”

Dabi’s expression softened, his thumb brushing against your knuckles. “You really are too good for this world.”

You shook your head, leaning into him as you continued walking. “No, I’m just good enough for you.”

For the first time in a long time, Dabi smiled—really smiled.

And in that moment, you knew that no matter what the future held, as long as you had each other, you could face anything.

[yellowbunnydreams]

Bunny Ears (Part 5) ~William Afton X F! Reader~

~Hello, hello hello! I hope you're all enjoying this little more fluffy story so far. Some of your tags kill me when I see reblogs and I appreciate them so much! Also I am so sorry that this one is exceptionally long!~

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Tag List: @ruh--roh-raggy @h4nluv @sleepy---head @do-double-g @confiscated-peaches-main @dij-ology @viviennemuerte @robin-the-enby @shari-berri @randymeeksisafinalgirl @hallow1090

Cw: CW: Minors DNI, (18+ ONLY), Female Reader, legal age gap (Reader- 20's, William - 30's), divorce/processing divorce, Afton being a sarcastic hot ass, Henry being such a dad, grumpy x sunshine (more to be added). Faz-Fuck TM

True to William Afton's word, you were placed on office duty for at least a week before you could return to normal work. Henry had even drive you to the local pharmacy after work and loaded your bike up onto the back of his car, buying you a soft wrist compress and some painkillers despite your protests and insisting that you would be being driven to and from work by either him or William for the duration of your 'light duties'. There were no ifs or buts allowed from either of them, Henry once caught you trying to walk to work and you had spent an hour in his office listening to him lecture you on why it was such a bad idea. You could have sworn that he nearly cried several times during it.

You had decided to try your luck walking in again today, knowing that the pair would be looking for your Freddy's uniform and your bike, you decided to place a thin jacket over the top to mask it, hair tied up and a hoodie beneath the jacket, hood pulled up as if you weren't sweating in the heat. Twirling your wrist back and forth as you tried to avoid it locking up with the compressive bandage on, you were lost in your own thoughts as you walked. It was sufficiently early in the morning that you were sure that neither of them would spot you even if they happened to be driving out.

Suddenly you heard a voice calling your name, and of course like a fool you stopped and turned your head. Spotting a car that you hadn't heard cruise up besides you and come to stop, blinking as you took in the black colour muscle car that you probably didn't know much about if your life depended on it before your eyes fell onto the owner who had climbed out of the door. Paling as you watched William Afton lean against the door with his arms crossed across his chest.

"M-Mr. Afton, you look...nice..this morning." You complimented, which he truly did, although it wasn't his usual colours that he wore to work. Still wearing his black slacks, he wore a Spring Bonnie shade of yellow shirt, the sleeves rolled up and a purple tie on. Pushing his glasses up his nose, he scowled although you could see some amusement in his eyes.

"That shit works on Henry, not me. So, it's a little early for a walk isn't it?" He almost growled your name at the end, making you feel slightly weak at the knees and your stomach sink as you began to realise how much trouble you were about to be in with the taller, older man. Opening your mouth as if to speak before he raised a large hand, finger up to shush you.

"Get in the fucking car, don't make me chase you cause I will assure you, you will get your cardio for the month in if that's the case." Staring into your soul, scuffing your shoes on the pavement as you reluctantly moved to the passenger side, William turned to watch you, your fingers on the door handle before you looked back at him, offering him a sheepish smile.

"Don't you mean get in the faz-fucking car, sir?" You could see his lips quirk at the corners and the joke clearly hit somewhere to make him amused, but he remained otherwise serious as he began to stride round to your side, brushing against your back as he opened the door for you and gestured for you to get in.

"No, I mean get in the fucking car young lady, I'm already thinking on how to punish you for making me do this shit." The thought of him punishing you made you shiver and blush, realising that you imagined his large calloused hands on you for a brief moment and feeling incredibly embarrassed. Not that you hadn't been thinking about the glimpse of him shirtless that you had gotten a few days before.

He climbed into his side with a practised ease, cracking his neck slightly and sighing as he put the car into gear, pulling off and heading towards Freddy's. You sunk into your seat as you heard him mutter to himself.

"Henry is not going to let me live this one down." Sounding slightly bitter about it, you raised and eyebrow and looked at him quizzically.

"What is Mr. Emily not going to let you live down?"

"He... I told him you were probably going to try some shit like this this morning, and he told me to lighten up, that you wouldn't after the lecture he gave you about being safe." He groaned, one hand on his thigh and the other on the steering wheel as his eyes darted about the roads, purposely avoiding yours. "He's going to call it my fucking 'dad sense' or some shit and call me old."

"Well sir, you are like...five years older than me?" You guessed, being a bit generous to try and win him over a bit more, causing the man to snort and look at you, pointing at his greying temples with his free hand.

"Does this look like five years to you? If so, wow your future is looking bleak. More like ten and even that is depressing enough." William sighed, running a hand through his hair and concentrating on the roads again. Cranking up the radio so that the rest of your drive would be in silence.

Arriving at Freddy's, William got out first and opened your door for you, hovering a few steps behind as he escorted you into the building where it seemed eerily quiet. You were there a lot earlier than usual and most of the staff hadn't arrived yet for morning duties. But walking through the empty halls with William, you didn't feel unsafe or uneasy doing so. Though you felt your stomach twisting into knots as you approached the offices together, knowing that Henry would be disappointed in you before you even saw his face, you tried to remain positive that whatever the two of them could come up with for the day couldn't be that bad.

"Morning Mr. Emily." You chirped, making the man sat at his desk smile as William unlocked his office behind you. Watching him run a hand through his curly hair and leaning back, eyes bright as always despite the early start.

"Morning miss..." Your name trailed off as he looked at you, suddenly squinting before his eyes widened, conflicted between a frown and a smile as he looked between you and William.

"Don't say it Henry." William warned, not needing to turn around to know what was about to be said by his business partner. Although you watched Henry almost bouncing excitedly at his desk.

"You totally used your dad sense! God you're so old William." He teased, making the taller man sigh and tip his head back in frustration.

"Henry, you're older than me." He retorted, opening his office door finally and stepping inside, flicking on the lights and scowling slightly as he rubbed at his face, disturbing his glasses and messing with his hair again before he ran his fingers through it and fixed it again.

"So, you're still a dad!" Making William sigh in annoyance as he looked at you, almost pleading for the happiness of his friend to dispel for just one moment to give him peace. Raising an eyebrow and gesturing to you to step into his office, your name sounding too pretty from him as he spoke again.

"You can spend the day with me sweetheart, I figure being bored to death by the more technical side of this job might be a better punishment than a lecture." Afton shrugged, making you look between the excitedly bouncing Henry and the calmer of the pair, and quietly choosing to be in for a chance of peace rather than seeing Henry tear up again as he lectured you again like you were his daughter.

"See you later Mr. Emily." You smiled, waving to him and stepping into William's office and hearing the door close behind you, William stepping around you with his fingers brushing your back to let you know where he was whilst he moved.

Compared to the explosion of children's drawings, family photos and colour that made up Henry Emily's office, William Afton's was much more organised in its own chaotic fashion. The main wall had a large pin board hung up on it, with neatly organised and spaced mechanical and electric diagrams for various animatronics and projects pinned up on seemingly colour coded pins that only he knew the order of. Two photo frames hung up too, one with William and a young blonde girl in a tiny turtleneck and cardigan, holding a toy Spring-Bonnie, the edge of the photo clearly cut as a mystery hand floated on the girl's shoulder, opposite to William. The other was a slightly younger Afton and Henry, arms wrapped around each other's shoulders and each holding the head of their animatronic suit under their arms, you could vaguely make out a building that said 'Fredbear's Family Diner' in the background.

The rest was fairly standard, except for the pile of animatronic parts and tools that laid scattered amongst the paperwork on his desk, all dark colours, including curiously a couch that was pushed up against one wall. The leather cracked and worn, a pillow set up on one of the arms and a faded blanket folded neatly over the back.

'Does he sleep in his office?' You thought as you looked at it, brow furrowing before you took a seat opposite Afton, trying to see what he was up to even if you didn't understand.

"So, you're a dad Mr. Afton?" You asked, breaking the silence and hearing a 'hmm' coming from the man before he looked up, brow furrowed in concentration and clearly having not heard your question. You gestured to the picture on the wall with the girl, smiling softly as you looked between it and him.

"Oh, yes! That's my little girl, Vanessa." He said, a bit of pride creeping into his voice as you noticed his left thumb moving against his ring finger, a lump forming in your throat as you noticed the glint of a gold wedding band on the finger. Of course he was married, what woman wouldn't want to marry somebody like him? Business owner, good looking, good with kids.

"She looks adorable." You commented, tearing your eyes away from his hand back to the picture, trying to spot which of his features she might have inherited.

"Yeah, probably haven't been the best dad to her but I try." Glancing back down at his paperwork and clearing his throat, he wondered why he opened up to you so easily. But he supposed he knew somewhat where he stood with you, you were easily flustered by him but you had genuine care about him and Henry it seemed. His thumb continued to twirl the ring on his finger absently, eyes unfocused as he wondered if he should mention his soon-to-be-ex wife to you, but decided against it.

William looked up at you again and offered a warm smile, adjusting his glasses on his nose before running a large hand through his hair again. Something he often did when he was somewhat nervous, although he wasn't entirely sure why he felt that way around you. Taking a moment when you looked away from him again to admire the way your eyes looked, their rich vibrant colour, the way your eyelashes fluttered as you breathed slowly and deeply. He swore at himself internally as he swallowed, his throat suddenly feeling dry as he realised what he was thinking about you.

"Oh, before I forget, I collected these for you to look through." He chuckled, snapping him and you out of the reverie each of you had fallen into, opening a desk drawer and pulling out a stack of papers, some crinkled around the edges and messy, making you raise an eyebrow as you gingerly took them, pausing as you saw your name written in childish crayon on the top one.

Your fingers brushed the crayon markings like they were some ancient script that you had to be careful with. Flicking onto the next one, and the one after, your heart melted as you spotted a pattern to them.

'The day --- saved Spring Bonnie'

'--- Helping Spring Bonnie!'

'--- and Spring Bonnie'

The childish spellings and writing made your name incredibly hard to read on most of them, but you felt your eyes welling up as you carefully leafed through each sheet of paper and spent time looking at childish drawings of you and Spring Bonnie holding hands, or trying to help him up. There weren't many in the pile, but enough to make your lip quiver and your eyes feel hot and prickle with tears.

"I've got some too, children keep giving them to Henry or me and asking if we know Spring Bonnie or you and can we 'please give them to them?'. I thought you might like to know that you and Spring Bonnie are officially considered the best of friends by the kids." He smiled warmly as he noticed how you stared at the drawings with such emotion. William felt his fingers twitching as he wanted to reach out and comfort you, but he remained professional as he didn't know how you would feel about that.

"Thank you sir, this is-"

"William, you can call me William when we're alone." He interrupted, smiling lopsidedly as you glanced up at him, your cheeks burning up slightly as he gave you that sweet, warm smile that made the edges of his eyes crinkle slightly and of course, the idea that you could address him so informally made the butterflies reappear in your stomach.

"Then thank you, William, may I keep one?" You asked, taking care to say his name rather than addressing him as your boss. His smile grew a little as he heard you saying his name for the first time, his own chest tightening at the sound and he nodded his head, gesturing to the stack in your hands.

"Please, take as many as you want sweetheart. I'll grab us some coffee whilst we work."

Standing from his desk, he towered over you, his hand hovering near to your still lightly bruised shoulder before he thought better of it, heading for the door and turning the handle, pulling it so that it would open.

But it didn't.

Trying again, the door rattled and shook, but refused to budge. Frowning, William braced himself with his other hand against the frame and yanked, worried about breaking the door but no matter what he tried to do it to it, it wasn't budging. Eyes widening as he realised that you were trapped together, pressing his ear to the door and listening hard, he could faintly hear the sounds of the pizzeria filling with screaming kids and music already.

"Well....Fuck." He sighed.

~~

Both of you had tried the door for twenty minutes before William picked up the phone and pressed it to his ear, dialling quickly and hearing the thing ring a few times before a familiar voice answered him in it's usual cheery tone.

"'Yello?"

"Henry! Thank fuck, me and -"

"William, what have we said about swearing on property?" Henry chuckled as he stood in the end of the employee hallway, listening to the phone call and making sure to keep quiet enough so that William wouldn't suspect where he was, glancing out into the dining room.

"Faz-fuck that, you stupid bonnie-bitch! Me and," he said your name in the angriest tone you had ever heard on him, and even though you knew it wasn't directed at you, it made your stomach turn and body shake with anxiety at what was about to happen. "are trapped in my office, the door's stuck! Come fucking help us, or I swear to god Emily, I will force you into one of the working animatronics."

Henry couldn't help but grin at William's threats, knowing that he was really pissed if he was calling him by his last name, but Henry also knew that nothing was really meant by it. Looking out into the hall, he could see everything was running smoothly and that the staff were handling it all well despite being one down for the day.

"I'll be right there Afton, I'm just sorting something out and I'll be there in a moment." Feigning concern as he hung up on the larger man, straightening his tie and clipping his phone to his belt, turning it off so it wouldn't ring again as he headed back out into the diner, greeting parents and kids with vigour as he went.

William slammed the phone down and groaned, taking his glasses off and rubbing his face with his hands, elbows on his desk as you tried not to panic at the idea of being trapped in such a small space for potnetially the rest of the day. Your leg bouncing and heel tapping the floor as you brought your fingers to your mouth, ready to bite at your nails as you avoided looking at the handsome man opposite you. Seeing him with his hair messed up made you want to run your fingers through it and return it to normal for him, but you knew he was a married man and that you couldn't do such a thing to him.

"Good job we have a bathroom and a mini-fridge in here." He laughed, somewhat bitterly as he knew Henry would find some distraction that meant he wasn't going to be there as soon as they both wanted.

You felt your eyes prickling again, and your hands trembled as you realised that you were stuck. Sniffling lightly and trying to hide your concern and fear from William as you sat in the uncomfortable chair opposite him. The large man noticed however and he looked up, frowning as he heard the sound and feeling his heart melting as he noticed you trying not to cry infront of him. Standing up, he made his way around his desk and crouched infront of you, wincing slightly as his knees popped lightly at the movement but turning your chair so that you could see him and he could see your bowed head properly.

"Hey hey! Sweetheart, bunny, why are you crying? Is being in the same room as me for a while really that awful?" He teased slightly, trying to get you to smile, you choked out a laugh as you wiped at your eyes, trying to get them to stop watering.

"N-No, it's your terrible sense of humour I'm worried about." You giggled, trying to be funny and seeing William chuckle at your attempt. He looked strange without his glasses, but decidedly still very handsome as he grinned up at you before pretending to be hurt, placing his hand over his heart and making a shocked mock expression.

"Well, I promise not to ask for your ID whilst we're together if that makes you feel better?" Making you laugh more and nod, he felt his heart hammering as he realised how vulnerable you looked, how fragile and breakable compared to himself and it made him ache to comfort you even more.

"Can I touch you sweetheart?" He asked, hands hovering as he waited before you nodded slowly, wondering what he was going to do. Carefully, he placed his hands on your ribs under your arms, picking you up as he stood and your arms instinctually wrapping around his neck, legs hanging over his hips as he carried you. It was only a few paces to the couch in the corner, but those moments together set your heart into overtime and you couldn't help but get a smell of his cologne. Something earthy and spicy, and the faint scent of motor oil and sweat like it was engrained into his skin.

Almost whimpering as he had placed you down on the couch, grabbing the blanket from off of the back of the couch and wrapping it around your shoulders gently. Wandering off and dragging over an old TV on a wheeled stand, placing a tape into the VCR player and wandering off again, bringing back two sodas as the screen flickered to life and quietly began playing a cartoon of Freddy and friends, happy bouncy music clearly made for kids in the background.

Sitting besides you, Afton offered you a soda and helped crack it open for you, making you mumble thanks as you sipped at it, the high sugar soothing your nerves although it didn't stop your mind thinking about how his large hands hand felt against you.

"I figured we might as well watch something whilst we wait, things like this used to help me when I had panic attacks." He explained in a low soft voice, making you look up at him curiously, not sure you could see the giant man who was always so refined and poised with most people having panic attacks. But he grabbed the pillow and laid it across his lap, avoiding your eyes as you swore you saw a little blush on his cheeks in the flickering colourful lights. "You can lay down if you want, you can still say no, I'm not acting as your boss at the moment." Giving you a reassuring smile before he turned back to the screen.

Both of you playing the waiting game and thinking of the other without a word more between you.

~~

Henry finally managed to pry the door open, the pizzeria finally closed down and allowing him to escape back to the offices. The noise startling William awake slightly, although the weight on his lap made sure he didn't move too much. Henry grinned widely as he saw the scene before him, your head on Afton's lap and William's fingers tangled into your hair as if he had fallen asleep soothing you. He couldn't remember when he'd started it, or even when you had fallen asleep, but groggily he looked up and spotted Henry looking at the pair of you, grinning like a fool as William tried to quickly and efficiently extract himself from you without disturbing your peaceful sleep.

"So, I think you've certainly become more people oriented recently William." Henry teased as the man grabbed his glasses and rubbed at his face, hair messy and eyes still puffy with sleep.

"Shut the fuck up Henry, one word of this and I'll end you." He hissed, making Henry throw up his hands in mock surrender. Still grinning madly as William turned to look at you again, hoping that Henry didn't see the soft smile that crossed his face before he padded over to wake you up and let Henry take you home.

He didn't trust himself not to do something stupid if he was left alone with you. Something stupid like develop feelings.

[nixwriteschaos]

Punishment & Pleasure

Dabi x Female!Reader

Summary: Dabi was being a brat, always interrupting his beloved during meetings and conversations. I’m sure he deserved what she’s willing to give him as punishment..

★☽A/N: I never wrote smut in a long time.. This is like– My second time writing, and my first wasn’t exactly a satisfying one.. So I hope this one is not too bad! I might be making a separate account for smut if this one turns out okay!

Contents: SMUT

Power bottom AFAB reader, sub top Dabi – Manhandling, anal play, orgasm denial, masochism.

18+ MDNI

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It was a cold evening. The sun was slowly setting and the sky was a beautiful hue of orange and red. The League of Villains was having a few short meetings, all ending with Shigaraki getting pissed.

But someone was getting a lot more pissed.

That someone is Y/N L/N.

She was talking to Toga, listening to her rant about her obsession over a certain green-haired boy. And just before she was about to respond, Dabi had come behind her and interrupted her speech. She was surprised to see him, and she was a bit upset about him interrupting her. But, like the patient soul she was, she let him off easy.

But as the day went by, Dabi kept interrupting her. His continuous interruptions were starting to bother her. He continued in that manner because he wanted to see her lose her cool. She was always calm and collected, even during missions and when faced with enemies. Her personality only made him curious for her angered state.

And what better way than to interrupt her everytime she talks?

With each interruption he did with everyone she was trying to talk to, he could see the frustration flicker in his beloved's eyes, her patience wearing thin by the second. He started to feel a bit excited. Not aroused, but excited. Her face was a dead giveaway that she was getting pissed, and that’s exactly what he was looking for.

He wanted to see her enraged, maybe even lash out. He could take it, her anger couldn’t possibly be bad, right? He had experienced much worse from other people. And he was a villain, he couldn’t easily be scared by some “tantrum” from his beloved. 

Dabi couldn’t resist doing it again one last time. She was talking to Mr. Compress and she managed to talk to him for a good amount of time. But before she could talk to him longer, her response was cut off by Dabi’s annoyance.

"Hey, Y/N," he interjected, his voice dripping with mock innocence. "Did you hear about that new hero in town? Word on the street is they're cheating on their married lover.” He grinned mischievously.

Y/N's jaw tightened, a flicker of irritation flashing across her features before she composed herself with practised ease. She shot Dabi an annoyed look, but kept a smile on her face, and responded. "Yes, Dabi, I'm aware. Now if you don't mind, I was in the middle of a conversation."

“Really? I didn’t notice..” He teased with a grin. Before she could say anything else, Mr. Compress excused himself to talk to Kurogiri. She calmly said goodbye before her facial expression turned into a really pissed off one. She turned to Dabi with an annoyed look. She looked almost menacing. Steam could be seen coming out of her mouth.

He had done it! He finally got her to snap! But why did he feel… afraid? Her face looked almost scary to him, unrecognisable to him. To look composed and calm, he grinned with mischief. “What’s wrong, love? Cat got your tongue?” He cheekily said.

Dabi was caught off guard when she pulled him towards her. His body slowly bent down as he was face to face with her. She was a few centimeters shorter than him. “Are you going to behave like this all day? You think this is funny, huh?” Her voice was low and menacing.

By now, Dabi was sweating bullets. He had to swallow hard, feeling a sudden wave of apprehension wash over him. He hadn't expected Y/N to react like this, to confront him so boldly. But even as fear prickled at the edges of his consciousness, he couldn't help but admire the fire in her eyes.

He grinned a weak grin, trying to compose himself. “It.. It was just a joke, love! You know I didn’t mean any harm!” He awkwardly chuckled. But Y/N wasn't buying it. She tightened her grip on his arm, her nails digging into his skin. "You crossed a line, Dabi," she growled, her voice cold and unforgiving. "And now, you're going to pay for it."

She grabbed his arm and dragged him to his room despite his protests. While she lived in her own apartment, Dabi didn’t have the money and agreed to stay at the League’s base after Shigaraki’s proposal. She tossed him onto the bed and straddled him as she took off his shirt before taking off all of his garments, leaving him bare on the bed.

She took his belt and tied it around his arms onto the headboard. He squirmed in his place as he tried to get out of it. Y/N could see Dabi’s flames starting to ignite. She felt pissed at his attempt to escape. She slapped him harshly on his thigh, causing him to flinch.

“Don’t you dare use your flames on me.” She sneered, causing Dabi to stop his flames. She sat in between his quivering legs, she forcefully spread them open and placed them beside her hips. He tried to close them but that just earned him a slap on his thigh and a grunt out of his mouth.

She scoffed with annoyance. “You’re shivering? This was your own doing, fucking disturbing me during my conversations. You need to be taught manners.” She said before slapping his thigh again. He grunted again at the impact, the sting still lingering.

She quickly got to work, her hand on his erected cock. She stroked it slowly and painfully, teasing the tip with her thumb. His groans slowly turned into low-pitched whines, his body squirming in place. She stopped him by grabbing him tightly on the hips. “Stop moving,” she demanded with a low tone.

Despite it had only been minutes, Dabi could feel his release. But before he could even release, he felt a finger probing his entrance and a thumb covering his slit, preventing him from releasing. “Why did you-” His speech was cut off by Y/N’s lips on his. His sounds were muffled by her lips as she continued her assault on his body.

He didn’t know what was so arousing about this. He shouldn’t like this! But as she continued the same action, he could feel himself losing himself to the pleasure. Her lips eventually left his, her face close to his. “So, are you going to behave?” She whispered. And as a last attempt of keeping his dignity and ego, he smirked with his tired eyes. “Fuck off, bitch..”

“Oh? Is that how you want to behave today? Fine.” She slapped him on the thigh again before squeezing it harshly. With lube on her fingers, she slowly pushed a finger inside his entrance, ignoring his whines. “Stop..” He muttered softly, almost like a whisper. She started to finger his ass, slowly making room for two.

She looked down at his leaking cock, red and angry, begging for its release. With a random idea in her head, she flicked the tip with her index and thumb, getting a sudden moan out of the scarred man. She was surprised by his response. But her surprised look turned into a face of amusement. She flicked his tip again, getting the same response from before.

She couldn't believe how quick Dabi was to falter. His moans started too much louder and higher in pitch. Everytime he tried releasing, a thumb on his tip prevented him. She fingered around his insides, trying to find that one spot.

“Ah!” He yelped, feeling a sudden spark in his stomach. He looked down to see the massive grin on his lover’s face. She hit that spot once again, causing a moan out of him. She continuously stimulated that one spot while stroking his cock.

He ended up releasing all over Y/N’s hand, aching his back as he felt his release. Her smile grew even bigger. “Now, this.. This is going to be fun.”

He knew… He was in for it now..

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[curiousquirks]

Day 14 | Dabi x F!Reader (18+)

Sex Pollen | Begging

Content Warnings: Sex Pollen, Quirk Misuse, AFAB Reader, Dubious Consent/Somewhat Non-Con, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Unsafe Sex, Oral (Female Receiving), Pet Names Used (Sweetheart), Dabi burning fingers digging into your skin, Overstimulation, Bullshitted my way through a quirk for plot

Word Count: 3,094

Summary:

You were important to the Meta Liberation and finally got brought into the Paranormal Liberation Front. This brought you face to face with Dabi, who grabbed your attention. You intrigued him as well and with the help of your quirk, he’d be yours in no time.

Reader has a quirk: Small colorful flowers in your hair that produce a puff of odorless power that make the target have an amplified sexual desire towards the user. The more the target views the user in such a way without aid of the quirk the stronger the desire gets.

The day’s tasks stretched on more than it needed to, and yet things kept happening adding to Dabi’s growing frustrations. Making it worse currently was being dragged into a meeting. Again. Normally he wouldn’t even bother but it’s like Skeptic always knew how to include things that piqued his interests. He’d have to give him credit for that at least. Once he got the information he needed, Dabi had no issues getting up and leaving in the middle of the Paranormal Liberation’s briefing. He’d already been tuning out most of the discussion for the past few minutes anyways.

“Dabi, don’t you want to hear about—” Mr. Compress began, looking up towards him from his tablet. 

“Not interested.” Dabi interrupted, swinging open the door and only pausing when he saw you standing outside the door. Small colorful flowers were animated and littered throughout your hair. He eyed you curiously as he let his foot hold the door open. “What do we have here?”

He heard ReDestro clear his throat from the table behind him. “You can come in now.” Skeptic had called towards you, and your eyes lingered on Dabi’s for only a moment more before you had made your way into the room. 

Dabi’s eyes lingered on you as you passed him, everyone going back to what they were apparently originally talking about. You were a member of the Liberation Army who they valued and would be a vital member of the Paranormal Liberation Front. Dabi kept that in the back of his mind as he continued on his way out. He’d find out more about you later, especially since he wanted to know more about why you were so valuable but he couldn’t care enough to know now.

A few days passed, Dabi having spent his spare time working on personal projects that you hadn’t crossed his mind. That was until he saw you across the way one day in the villa. His mind lingered on you for a while that day, being genuinely surprised when you popped up on the same side of the villa again. You were walking towards him, and kept this intense eye contact with him. It piqued his interest, it made him want to know more about you. Nowadays that was a hard thing to do.

You smiled as you got closer, making a beeline towards him. He made no motion to stop walking, so you instead decided to just walk beside him. “Fancy seeing you again, especially since it seems hard for people to get ahold of you.” You said, glancing towards him. 

“Skeptic tell you that?” He asked, not really wanting an answer. “I know that’s not true because he sure as hell knows how to bother me.” 

“Everyone says that you aren’t really in many meetings, seem to be doing your own thing.” You said. “I can admire focusing on your own thing, it must be important.” Your interest was focused intensely on him.  He noticed.

“If you’re trying to get information from me to give back to the Liberation, I’m pretty sure those freaks know enough.” He said, turning a corner. 

“I was just trying to get to know you.” You explained, letting your quirk subtly activate. A small puff of odorless powder floating into the air from the flowers in your hair.  “Your whole mysterious aloof personality made me curious.” 

“Cut your losses and leave me alone, sweetheart. I’m not about to tell you anything.” He said, part of his mind not really meaning it. 

“I’m sure you have something that you want to share with me.” You teased, knowing it wouldn’t take long for him to take the bait. 

He thought your perfume smelled really nice. The scent was light, not too strong. He slowed his steps to be more in sync with yours. “Why should I do that?” He asked. “Why are you suddenly so interested in me? They certainly took their time dragging you into the fold, despite how long we’ve been set up here.”

“I could be more direct but where’s the fun in that.” You said, taking note of where you were in the villa. It was working. “I’m not doing this for any nefarious reasons, you just caught my eye.”

“Considering that doesn’t happen with me, unless someone wants something, I find that excuse to be bullshit.” He said, feeling his body heating up. He tried brushing it off. “Knock it off and stop beating around the bush.”

“I’m serious, Dabi.” You explained, lying through your teeth. His name falling from your lips was really getting him going. “You caught my eye.”

You were really pissing him off. The back and forth banter was a turn on, but your lying was doing nothing but angering him. He hadn’t noticed that you had been guiding him through the villa at all, until you were both steps away from the main meeting room. He paused and took a second to process that he hadn’t been paying attention to much aside from you until now. The confusion was apparent on his face and you were stifling a laugh. 

“Why are we over here?” He asked, something he actually wanted answered. 

“I was following you.” You lied, moving your way towards the door. You pressed an ear up to the door for a moment. “It doesn’t sound like anyone’s in there–”

He pushed your body up against the door, pinning your arms against your back. His body was warm against yours, his breath fanning against your ear. “What’s your fucking game?” He asked. Your quirk activated again, small puffs of that powder releasing into the air from your flowers. Dabi coughed and tightened his grips on your arms. “What the fuck was that?”

“You’ll find out soon.” You teased, rubbing your ass against his crotch. His cock twitched excitedly in his pants, steam started lifting from his skin as his body started heating up more. “Do you get it now?”

“You’re one fucked up bitch.” He spat, yanking you from the door before shoving you into the room. “All this shit with your quirk just to convince someone to fuck you.” 

“You wanted to, I’m just speeding up the process instead of waiting.” You explained as he shoved you over to the long meeting table. “Not that it matters now.”

“You fucking talk too much.” He said, bending you over the table. His breathing was rough, he was used to his body feeling warm but this was different. He started shedding layers of clothes, tossing them to the side. “Lying to me, leading me over here so you can get fucked in the meeting room huh? Probably some sick fucking fantasy of yours.”

“You hate being in here so much I thought you might want to take your frustrations out on me here.” You said, wiggling your ass at him. 

He didn’t bother taking his pants off, just down enough to free his cock. You had already gotten rid of anything that would obstruct his access to your dripping pussy. You braced yourself just in time before he roughly pushed his cock into you. A moan was ripped from your throat as he wasted no time slamming his hips into yours. Your warm walls were squeezing him and enveloping him in intoxicating bliss. He just couldn’t get enough of your pussy.

He selfishly chased after his own high, not that you minded because you knew he was far from done. His fingers gripped into your hips, blistering heat burning into your flesh as he neared his climax. His cum was so warm as it shot inside of your welcoming pussy, your walls clenching and squeezing every drop out of his cock. 

He pulled out of you, expecting the intense high to leave him. He braced himself against the table next to you, his breathing uneven as he tried to keep ahold of his sanity. “What the fuck is your quirk?” He slowly asked, looking over at you in time to see another odorless powder puff out in front of his face. “What–”

He groaned, his cock twitching violently as he felt an intense desire course through his body. He looked down at his cock in time to see some of your juices dripped off of his cock. His mind was consumed with only you, he’d barely seen anything of your skin but the way your pussy felt wrapped around him was enough to fuel his body. Steam was actively rising from his skin, his body heating up as his thoughts raced.

You were long ahead of him, being the only sane one in the room after all. You pushed yourself from the table, observing him struggling beside you. It made you so wet knowing how much men lost themselves with lust wanting to fuck you. They’d do anything to sink their cocks into you. You took a few steps away from the table, removing the rest of your clothing. This is when Dabi finally paid attention to your movement. His eyes narrowed, intensely watching your movements especially when your hands cupped your breasts. 

“Come here.” You commanded, breathlessly. 

He shoved himself roughly away from the table, moving towards you. You didn’t let him get too  close before you had tripped him, pushing him onto the ground. He grunted as he landed, glaring at you. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He asked, moving to push himself off the ground.

You hovered over him, crouching and pushing him back onto the ground. “I had to force you down here because you weren’t about to do it if I asked.” You explained, grinding yourself against his cock. “I wanted to be in control for a minute.” 

“If you wanted to do all the work all you had to do was ask, sweetheart.” He said, thrusting his hips up as you continued grinding against him. “Stop fucking around, you’re the one who wanted this.”

“I think you want it more than me.” You teased, deliberately going slower in your movements. Your wet folds dragging agonizingly slowly across his throbbing cock. His hands found your hips, digging into your skin again. 

“You’re playing a dangerous game.” He said, strong heat burning into your skin. You hissed in pain as you stilled your movements. Your quirk activated again, puffs of smoke filling the air which had Dabi using his strength to flip you over. He hovered over you, leaning really close to your face. “Didn’t really think this through did you?”

Your face was flushed, and your chest was rising and falling rapidly. Your eyes were half-lidded as your lust consumed you. He wasted no more time, pushing his cock into you again. His hips slamming into yours, your body clinging to his. Curses were muttered under his breath as he buried himself as far he could into your pussy with every thrust. The heat consuming your body and how good his cock felt left you nearly breathless. 

“You fuck me so good, your cock is so–mmgn big.” You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist. He had an animalistic pace, rutting himself against you. “Fucking fill me with cum, fill me–yeeess, oh...”

Dabi couldn’t even form words right now, just grunts and groans as your walls sucked him with every thrust. Your voice dragged him closer and closer to the edge, the need to fill up your pussy with so much cum that it spilled out was burning in every fiber of his being. He need to keep going, he was going to spend every waking moment fucking you, bruising every inch of your skin with his fingers as he bend you in every position. It was your own fault though right? Your quirk caused this, you asked for it. You wanted it.

He slammed his hips into you again, his burning hot cum shooting inside of you again. He choked out a groan, his hips staggering thrusts against you as he rode out yet another orgasm. You kept your legs wrapped tightly around him, not wanting him to move. You clenched your walls around his cock, hearing Dabi groan above you. You did again.

“Still desperate for more of my cock, slut?” He asked, getting inches from your face. 

“I think you’re still desperate for my pussy.” You shot back, clenching your walls around his cock. “You can’t get enough of it can you?”

“Smartass little brat aren’t you? Your fucking quirk is…” He trailed off, his cock twitching inside of your intoxicating pussy. He was trying to keep his thoughts straight but it was easier than actually done. Another puff of your quirk activated.

“You’re right, this is my fault. My quirk got you in this state.” You conceded. “Want me to ride you? Give you a little show while you let me take care of you.”

You unwrapped your legs from around his waist, he took the initiative to pull you close to him and roll himself over to lay onto his back. You laughed at the sudden movement, moaning as you adjusted yourself on his lap. His cock was twitching inside of you still, his hips thrusting up into you driving his cock further inside of you. You whined, bracing your hands onto his chest. 

You finally met his wishes by lifting your hips up to start riding him. Your breasts bounced as your body grinded down against him, his attention entirely on you. You whined, locking eyes with him beneath you. He couldn’t handle not being in control, dragging your body towards him as he started thrusting his hips roughly up against you. His cock drilled deep inside of you, hitting your sweet spot in a new angle.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, just like that.” You whined, your body tensing up. “I’m gonna come–-oh please, please, please, please…”

“You like that?” He groaned in your ear. “That’s right fucking beg for it.”

“I wanna come, I wanna come all over your cock.” You moaned, your thighs starting to shake. “Your cock is so deep, you’re fucking me sooo good.” You were so close. “Let me come, please, please–.”

Your orgasm got delayed as his interrupted, more spurts of his hot cum coated inside your pussy. You whined, that tight coil in your core slowly loosening. You felt his arms let go of you, allowing you to sit up. You glared down at him, bracing your hands on his abdomen.

“Don’t look at me like that, you deserve it.” He said, placing an arm over his face. “Selfish bitch.”

“I’m selfish?” You shot back, offended. “You don’t even know how my quirk works! You got to come three times and you couldn’t even let me come one time?”

“Forced me to have sex and now you’re gonna get hung up on me not letting you get off? You did this to yourself.” He said, panting as his body was still heavily affected by your quirk. “Fuck, how long does this shit last.”

“Depends on your attraction, asshole.” You explained, lifting yourself up off of his cock. “So actually you did this to yourself.”

You got most of the way up before you felt his hands on your legs. He dragged your lower body towards his face.. “What are you doing?” You asked as you looked down at him. “Don’t tell me you suddenly feel like giving back because–”

He answers by shoving his head between your legs. The sensation of his insanely warm tongue against your folds had your legs buckling. You collapsed forward, forcing both of you onto the ground. His hands held you in place as his tongue pressed against you like he was trying to make up for mistakes he didn’t even make. You gasped and whimpered as his tongue devoured you. 

You knew you wouldn’t last long. Your juices mixed with his cum were leaking out of your pussy, coating his chin as he lapped at your swollen clit. His tongue against you making wet noises echo through the room almost as loud as your moans.

Your fingers found his hair, gripping it tightly as you grinded against his mouth. “So good–soo good…” You moaned, your eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head. His fingers were digging into your ass now, forcing your body as close to him as possible. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” 

You heard a muffled groan from him, which almost had your vision turning white. You couldn’t think straight, nothing other than pure euphoric pleasure and how good his tongue felt. There was sweat coating your body, just another fluid you were going to be covered in by the end of this. Another string of curses left your mouth, along with promises of anything if you could come.

“I’m so close–so close.” You whimpered, rocking your hips against him as you felt that coil tighten again.

It only took a few more flicks of his tongue before your orgasm slammed into you. You cried out, your hips tightening around his face as you almost collapsed forward. You don’t get much breathing room before Dabi’s tongue starts its assault on your clit again. A noise gets choked out as you squeeze against him. Your body twitches as jolts of pleasure and pain from the stimulation run through your body. You feel his fingers dig into your skin, that searing pain from the heat radiating off of him burns into your skin.

“Stop stop—fuck e-enough!” You cried out, falling on deaf ears as he continued torturing you.

Your body tenses up, whines leave your lips as your fingers dig into his hair. Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes, the sensations clouding your every thought. You’re a whimpering mess as every flick of his tongue has you reeling with gasps and cries.

“Please, please stop. Please I c–can’t handle it.” You whined, trying desperately to pull your hips away from his mouth. “Fuck, Dabi STOP!”

You keep leaning forward, curling in on yourself. It gets hard to breathe as your gasps from the pain and pleasure coursing through you consume every thought. You only feel relief after you feel your body falling forward as he finally lets you go. As you catch your breath, collapse against the ground do you finally feel the intense pain from his fingerprints burned into your hips.

Dabi sits up, wiping his face with the back of his hand. He looks over his shoulder at you. “You have until I get up and come over there to recover. I didn’t say I’m finished with you yet.” He warned.

[cupidsfantasy]

INTRODUCTION

hiii my name is issabella or bella for short and this a mha and demon slayer dedicated blog . i’ll only write for mha and demon slayer, the fandoms i write for might vary in the future .

i’ll be writing for character x reader but sometimes i’ll write for character x character but not always guaranteed . my reqs are always open so don’t be afraid to make a request . i write for sfw and nsfw so ill match your freak 👅👅

CHARACTERS ILL WRITE FOR MHA

- all of class 1a minus koda, shoji, ojiro, mineta

- kendo

- monoma

- shinso

- toga

- shigaraki

- dabi

- mr compress

- twice

- hawks

- todoroki family minus endeavor (he’s nasty)

CHARACTERS ILL WRITE FOR DEMON SLAYER

- kamaboku squad

- all the hashiras

- all the upper moons minus gyokko and hantengu

- muzan

WHAT I WILL AND WILL NOT WRITE

- i will write for female, male and gender neutral readers

- i will not write for pedophila, gross ass kinks (ex; vomiting, pee, rape, etc)

- i will write one shots and headcanons

- i will not write anything disgusting, this is not the blog for that 😭

- i will pretty much write anything that’s sane so like don’t be afraid

ABOUT ME

- my favorite color is blue if you couldn’t tell

- im a really nice person i swear 😭

- im usually online like all the time so if you wanna send a message or make a req go ahead !

- i rlly love red pandas its a really bad obsession

- this is my first time writing a blog dedicated to x reader so if you have suggestions please tell 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

[kaeyankat]

What I'll write for

Oneshots, headcanons (All x reader, no ocs or canon x canon)

Some au's or themes I'm good with: Yandere, poly, love triangle, celebrity, monster au, etc. Themes I WILL NOT WRITE FOR ANY CHARACTER: Angst (Death of character or reader included), cheating, r^pe, abuse, certain Kinks (Non-con, bathroom kinks, extreme pain, etc)

In mature posts, all underage characters are AGED UP past 18.

Seven Deadly Sins

Meliodas, Ban, King, Gowther, Howser, Gilthunder, Griamore, Slader, Arthur, Helbram, Gloxinia, Zeldris, Estarossa, Monspeet

One Piece

Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, Ace, Akainu, Smoker, Coby, Mihawk, Doflamingo, Shanks, Benn Beckman, Marco, Kid, Killer, Law, Buggy, Crocodile, Cracker, Katakuri, Bartolomeo

Fairy Tail

Natsu, Gray, Gajeel, Loke, Laxus, Bickslow, Freed, Elfman, Lyon, Hibiki, Ren, Eve, Bacchus, Sting, Rogue, Orga, Rufus, Jellal, Midnight/Macbeth, Erik/Cobra, Zancrow, Mard Geer, Jackal, Zeref, Acnologia, Larcade

Vampire Knight

Kaname, Zero, Ichiru, Akatsuki,Hanabusa, Senri, Takuma

My Hero Academia

All Might, Aizawa, Present Mic, Vlad King, Aoyama, Iida, Ojiro, Kaminari, Kirishima, Shoji, Sero, Tokoyami, Bakugo, Monoma, Mirio, Tamaki, Shinso, Enji, Keigo, Fat Gum, Shigaraki, Dabi, Twice, Kurogiri, Mr. Compress, Overhaul

Hunter x Hunter

Gon, Killua, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Illumi, Pokkle, Silva, Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Phinks, Shalnark, Uvogin, Wing

Potentially Others, Ask. But these are the main characters. I do not do Females.

[your-local-writer]

Hoiii!!! I was wondering if you could do the league with a short reader who just joined the league but shigaraki decided to take her in even though she was really shy and would literally cry every time they killed someone and she's like the baby of the league pastel clothes and everything. And is very touch starved so wants to cuddle 24/7 and whines when they aren't cuddling, please and thank you! (Sorry this was long-)

{Platonic} LoV x F!Reader {Warnings}- Female reader, slight spoilers for Season 4 and the Vigilantes Manga(Maybe? Don't think so, but just in case), just fluff I suppose, nothing crazy <3

A/N: This was so cute!!🥺🥺 And trust me, you don’t need to apologize, I loved it!! And I’m back to being active! I won’t leave for almost 2 years again, promise!! -also random note I didn’t know what to do with Spinner, but I tried-

Dabi{Touya Todoroki}:

He was just confused. You look so..out of place? Are you like Toga and a psycho? Or maybe you’re an undercover cop? No, that can’t be right... He mainly ponders on why you would join; surely no one as dumb as you could exist? Surely there’s something wrong with you, but there wasn’t. You were normal? But you wanted to join one of the most dangerous organizations in Japan? Dabi was so confident you were going to leave within days, hell probably even hours

But when you surprisingly stuck around, Dabi kept telling you, “You’re not fit to be in a league like this.” Or “Don’t you think it’s too risky for someone as fragile and vulnerable as you to stay?” He kept nagging you, then it was pumped up a notch once he found out why you randomly cling on to him and sobbed like there was no tomorrow

“You’ve got to be kidding me..” was one of the comments he’d groan out once you clung onto him

He doesn’t show it but empathizes with you a bit. When you cry, there’s always a moment of a soothing aura he’ll give off. Dabi can pull the tough guy act pretty well and has; he isn’t going to baby you. However, he does have a tiny soft spot for you as he does to everyone else he grows close to

He might cuddle if he’s forced to, specifically if you two are alone. But since Dabi doesn’t like to, he thought buying you a stuffed animal would make you stop whining. It didn’t work as much as he wished

Also pesters you to get new clothes; thinks it’s going to get him caught anytime he goes on a mission with you but likes to use you as bait, so 10/10 for that

Overall, he eventually grew a soft spot. It’s not a big one, but enough for him to care. He dealt with you and the other members for a while, so he grew close and came around a bit in the end. He still gets annoyed by your crying, though </3

Toga Himiko:

Himiko loves you. She loves your innocence and thinks you’re the sweetest thing in the world! She’s also more possessive to you than pretty much anyone she has ever met, and she always makes sure you’re safe.

First time you met she may have been overwhelming for you; as she ranted on and on about how well you guys will get along, how you guys are best friends, and so on as she played with your hair, smiling wider than usual.

However, she was disappointed when she learned that you didn’t like the idea of murder- she was stunned when she heard you sobbing out of nowhere. She thought you got hurt and then turned around to see a confused and aggravated Dabi trying to push a sobbing you off and she was honestly pretty jealous...

Himiko loves spending time with you, cuddles, and hugs 100%; she loves nipping at your neck, mostly since you give her a cute pouty and flustered face and make adorable noises! Does try to steal your blood, yet fails and giggles when you make a face at her. So she’s mainly the big spoon <3

There are rare moments when you whine about not getting affection- she’s almost always with you, and you’re almost always with her. Though, when you’re not with her, Toga will give you a call, a text, anything that she can do to check up on you- mainly since she doesn’t want anyone to outshine her when it comes to giving you affection

She also enjoys teasing you a bit with your clothes, would always say you two could wear matching outfits, maybe even switch clothes for a day. She loves dressing you up and picking clothes for you. Loves to surprise you with gifts as well

Overall, she adores you and sees you as her future wife <3

Spinner{Shuichi Iguchi}:

He gets really flustered by you; you were so shy!! Your small wave to him when you had met everyone, you’re so quiet, and your clothes! You made his heart ache so much!

He was honestly jealous of Toga and the others for spending so much time with you; he wasn’t the boldest person in the league, so he didn’t know what to do and would ask people like Magne for advice. She would giggle and encourage his little crush on you

Shuichi always had literally anyone else but him take care of you when you were crying. Thought he’d make things worse, felt really awkward and tried to tell you it was okay while behind whoever was comforting you. It was a weird situation since you cried when someone died..? Even though you’re in a league that kidnapped a teenage boy for their first mission and caused lots of destruction? Still confuses him to be honest

You two never interacted too much since you were always with the others. However, Shuichi tries to enjoy each moment you two have, small and short, most of the time. Though he still likes you.

He had tried to at least spend time with you, like a theater, but ended with Toga coming along. Tried again and then got freaked out by Toga. At least he tried </3

Twice{Jin Bubaigawara}:

Jin had mixed feelings like most of the others. He likes you just as much as Toga does. However, crying did get on his nerves frequently, as well as you not being able to kill someone when the league has to do that specifically, or at least seriously injure someone if needed or was instructed by Shigraki to do so

You two are crying buddies - if he sees you cry, he’ll probably try to tell you to stop kindly, then scream about how you’re being a baby, later crawling over to you and hugging you while you cry together as he argues with himself

Jin usually comforted you when you were whining for attention. He didn’t mind giving you affection. He bought you a plushie just in case you ever missed him, his personal favorite being a tabby cat plush

Of course, he gave you hugs, making sure you were happy, and loved going out with you to get some clothing, very supportive with any outfit. Even if you ever felt self-conscious, he would always undo it by acting like your personal cheerleader

Honestly loves you just as much as Toga, and sees you as an amazing person. Appreciated that he was lucky to have you and the others in his life

Magne{Kenji Hikiishi}:

Magne acted like a parental figure towards you. She was one of the first people you got along with; she always tried to get you to be a bit more social so you could get along with everyone.

If you cried, she’d try her best to comfort you. Anytime you were having trouble, she’d give you the best advice she could give to you. If you cry because you saw someone’s death, she will try to use her quirk to get you away from the situation. If you need help, she will help; it was just how your mother-daughter relationship was.

Not to mention she loved giving you hugs after coming back from a mission. If she were even a bit injured, you’d look a bit worried while you pretty much lectured her for getting in such a dangerous situation. She loved giving you head pats and would get gifts with Toga and Twice before coming back to a hideout you were at

Definitely enjoyed getting new clothes for you, and thought your fashion sense is a nice contrast to the others and appreciated how it matched you so well!

You always think about the good times and appreciate them. You do miss her, even still

Mr.Compress{Atsuhiro Sako}:

He likes you, thinks you’re fun. He doesn’t talk to you often since he is busy but sees you as good use to the league. Like Dabi, thinks you are a perfect distraction for the police, but is a lot more careful to make sure you don't get arrested yourself. And was one of first who accepted you as Magne had done

He would mainly chuckle when you would want cuddles but knew someone like Toga would want to hug and snuggle up with you. So he didn’t cuddle much with you often, still doesn’t too much

Would always try to do a trick to make you feel better when you cried, even covering your eyes and even trying to distract you when you would be near someone getting killed

You always laughed and enjoyed his small performances here and there. Talk about your life before the league, joke around, and help everywhere. You two weren’t the closest but liked each other. But since times have changed, you guys are closer than ever. Enjoys your company overall and cares about you deeply just as he does everyone

Kurogiri:

He doesn’t mind you. You’re not entirely within Shigaraki or One for All’s goal. But he protects you like the rest of the league, just with some more care. He appreciates when you offer help with almost anything. He finds you kind and caring and likes to talk to you. You always crack a smile that causes him to be happy, doesn’t entirely show it, but it does

He doesn’t usually talk to you much but knows you quite well thanks to his observant and your [almost always] predictable personality. He’s able to deal with you since you and Shigaraki get along quite well

There’s always a warm, slight feeling in his chest when you check up on him to see how he’s doing and just treat him as human. No one asks, and everyone is always busy. He appreciates the small things you’d do, trying to get him to ease up from all the hard work he always did

However, he always advised Shigaraki not to send you on missions - just so no complaining from Dabi and fighting each other. It can get a bit tiring

Though you’re pretty nice but didn’t pay too much attention to you since he had to focus on Shigaraki the most

Shigaraki Tomura{Tenko Shimura}:

He enjoys your company; you’re not a psycho, burnt corpse, and... I’m pretty sure you get the point. He doesn’t have issues, minus your whining and clinginess. It’s relatively rare for you to make him lash out or threaten you

And if someone asks why he let you join or doesn’t do anything because of your whole crying or toddler personality. He will either get relatively defensive and ask why you shouldn’t be in the league or stay completely quiet and probably walk away from the situation without an answer. Trust me. This happened more than once; Dabi can confirm

Sometimes, he’ll tell Kurogiri to tolerate you when you cry, or Shigaraki will warn you to shut up. Much like Dabi, he’s the type to show you tough love. Complains to Kurogiri about how nice you are and how the cute pastel clothing fits your dumb and whiney personality,

He enjoys your company. You somehow help him think outside the box. He also likes it when you “babysit” much like Kurogiri; you’ll try and make him food, sometimes you even make his room look decent even if it only lasts for a short amount of time. He honestly feels a strange nervous feeling when you are around and when you show him affection in your way

You point out that he shouldn’t scratch his neck constantly to the point it starts to bleed, you make him food when he’s upset and try to comfort him if Dabi comments about Shigaraki’s looks, i.e., the marks on his face you’d pout at Dabi and usually force him to apologize

He can go on to how many times you would randomly hug him or pat his head and tell him that everything will be okay when he is about to throw a tantrum or just pissed in general. You’ll be stupidly kind and, if possible, make him ramen and give your all to keep him company

He thinks you’re helpful but doesn’t protect you since he thinks Toga and Twice already do a pretty good job giving you the affection and the protection that you need.

Honestly has a love-hate relationship with you, He likes that you babysit him and follow his orders but gets aggravated when you cry and whine over someone being killed, one of his pet peeves of you, but he still likes you

[stariwrites]

Minors DNI 18+ only

Ik this comes up a lot but consider: Shigaraki playing video games while fucking you, but has you wear his head set so the others can hear how good he’s making you feel.

Tw: Degradation, Voyeurism, dirty talk

Pairing: Shgaraki x fem! reader (feat. the rest of the league)

You’re riding Shigaraki, but facing away from the screen and at first it starts out as him having you cock warm him as he plays. You’re gripping onto his shoulders and even sucking marks into his neck to keep the noises in. If you even move the slightest bit he’ll slap your ass to quiet you down.

It isn’t until he can’t stop focusing on how tight you are around him, your pussy practically sucking him in that he starts to actually fuck you. He thrusts up once before an idea strikes him.

Slowly, he takes off the headset and places it on your head. You look at him with wide eyes but all you get in response is a wide grin followed by him gesturing for you to keep quiet.

Once he knows it’s on securely, he’s thrusting up into you, the game long forgotten.

“Shiggy what the hell are you doing we’re dying out here!” Spinner shouts followed by the rest of the group. You whimper, clutching onto Shigaraki for dear life, biting your lip to keep the rest of the sounds out. Your nails dig into his back, causing him to groan into your chest.

He pulls all the way out only to thrust back into you causing you to lose your composure. A loud moan rips its way out of your throat before you can stop it causing silence to fall on the other end of the headset. It’s quiet until Dabi begins to laugh.

“Are you kidding?! Is Crusty really making you feel that good?” He asks, but it’s more mocking. Your stomach swoops at the tone causing another breathy whimper to escape you.

“He’s not the only one,” a voice you can only assume as Compress says. He tuts at your reaction. “Such a naughty little thing getting off on us degrading you, hm? What would the heroes think?”

You can barely keep up with the way Shiggy is attacking your nipples and rubbing at your clit almost as if he’s an animal, needing you to come vs the way Dabi and Compress’ words send liquid heat boiling through your stomach making you shiver.

“She’s so cute like this,” Toga coos when you sob at a deep thrust into your pussy. “I bet she looks even cuter when she cums.”

“Please,” you keen. You don’t know what you’re begging for, but you can feel your chest vibrate from where Shigaraki is which sends shivers through you. The others on the call do a mixture between squealing and scoffing.

“Such a slut, you love being a little fuck hole for the boss don’t you?” Dabi sneers. All you can do is babble agreements.

“And she doesn’t even deny it, she has no shame moaning like a whore. You’re our whore now, aren’t you?” Compress asks, you squeeze down on Shigaraki without meaning to bringing both of you closer to the edge.

Your moans are higher in pitch causing Toga and Twice to squeal at you.

“You’re so close aren’t you? You’re so good makes me want to play with you,” Toga says in a sing song. “Please oh please let me play with you!”

“Want it,” you slur, mind heavy. “Please Toga want you to play with me, need it.”

A moan of her own sounds through the headset. You can feel your release coming, but it isn’t enough.

“More, need more!” Is the only thing you can say.

“Go ahead baby,” Jin’s voice is quiet, unsure. It’s sweet and softer than the other’s. “Cum, you can do it. Cum for me.”

That’s all you needed, tossing your head back you scream when your orgasm hits you. Shigaraki isn’t far behind, thrusting a few more times before he pulls out and cums on your stomach. Both of you take a second to catch your breath again. When you do Shigaraki spins the both of you towards the bro where he rests your upper body while your legs are still on the chair.

“Tomura, what?”

The only answer he gives is when he leans over your torso with his tongue sticking out of your mouth. He starts at your belly and licks up to your ribs, cleaning his cum off of you all while maintaining eye contact. Your breath hitches. He doesn’t stop until all of it is cleaned off. Only then does he lean in for a kiss, twisting your tongues together where his taste still lingers.

“M proud of you,” he says pulling away. He brushes the hair out of your face with a fond smile. “You did so good for me, such a good girl.” You beam under the praise.

“Are you alright darlin?” Compress’ voice startles you. It isn’t until then that you realize you still have the head set on. You jump before nodding only to remember they can’t see you. Tomura snorts at you which in turn he receivers a playful glare from you.

“Oh, um yeah, I’m good.”

“Alright, we’ll be down in a couple of seconds, but first we’ll go get some snacks,” Spinner says causing a wave of affection to hit you. “Next time,” he adds. “I’m joining.”

[nonobadcat]

Yandere Mr. Compress X F! Reader

Rating: Explicit - for readers 18+ only 8 chapter story

Summary: Six months into your relationship with the "Incredible Mr. Compress", your future seems as bright as the stage lights under which he makes his name. However, your best friend, Harada Yumiko, has her doubts about this "perfect" stranger who seems to have magically appeared in your life. While he continues to shower you with increasingly serious affections, Yumiko's words make you start to ponder one thing: How much do you really know about Sako Atsuhiro?

TW: Rape, breeding/pregnancy kink, condom failure, unwanted pregnancy, discussions of abortion, stalking. A consensual relationship that devolves into non-con.

Dedicated to Miss_Mystery3

Chapter 1 Excerpt:

"So then tell me, my friend..." Her eyes flashed. "When were you going to tell me about this new man in your life?"

You gulped and sunk back into your seat. Your eyes rolled to the floor. "Ummmm…. Eventually?"

She tapped the table hard enough to make her manicure click. "I had to find out from my driver that my best friend was dating some sort of actor." She laid her head upon her forehead and swooned like a grandmother confronted with a store-bought version of her best dish. "Do you know how that made me feel?"

You twirled your thumbs around each other. "Sorry… you've been so busy lately..."

She smacked the wooden veneer and sneered at you. “I demand details!” She pointed a finger at your nose and narrowed her eyes. “Where did you meet him?"

You cast a thumb over your shoulder. "At a little bar down the street."

She frowned. "A bar? Didn't anyone ever tell you that you'll never meet a good man at a bar."

You shrugged. "Well, he was performing and then he asked me out later." You scratched your cheek. "So it wasn't technically in the bar..."

She fanned herself. "I cannot believe I'm hearing this." She grasped you by the shoulders. "He sounds sketchy! Break up with him, now."

You laughed. “Yumi-chan, you don’t even know him!”

She crossed her arms and huffed. “Is he even cute?”

You licked your lips and a gooey smile appeared on your face. Your cheeks glowed with embarrassed heat. You reached into your pocket and pulled out your cell phone. The lock screen background was a picture of yourself and a handsome man. The two of you had sappy grins on your face. You were making two V-shaped hands just beside your jaw and pouting your lips. He flashed a single set of bunny ears behind your head. His cheek was leaned into your scalp and the other arm was wrapped around your shoulders. His face was a perfect heart with boyish piles of soft brown waves piled on his head. Chocolate brown eyes seemed nearly molten in the hazy light. Instead of looking at the camera, they were looking at you.

Yumiko looked utterly dumbfounded. She stared from you to the picture and back again. Then a sullen frown tugged the corners of her mouth down.

You giggled. “I know, right? He’s super hot.” You rocked from side to side, clasping your hands together. “I still don’t know what he sees in me but I feel stupid lucky to have him.”

She handed your phone back to you and rolled her eyes. “There’s a catch.” She waved her hand dismissively and gave you a wicked side-eye. “I mean, sure he’s hot and all but don’t the circumstances seem a little suspicious to you?”

You cocked your head. "What do you mean, Yumi-chan?"

“I mean you met this guy at a dive bar right?” she asked.

“It wasn’t a dive bar!” You turned your head and poked your index fingers into each other until they arched. Embarrassed eyes found their way to the floor as you shuffled your feet. Out of the corner of your mouth, you muttered: “It was an open mic night.”

“Oh gee, open mic night.” She rolled her eyes. “So much classier.”

You shrugged sheepishly. “Look, I know your ex-”

A dark cloud fell over her face. She gritted her teeth and growled. “Can you just not?”

You winced and waved your hands apologetically. “Sorry! Sorry!”

Your friend crossed her arms and stared down her nose at you. “...besides, we’re talking about your love life, not mine.”

Your lips fell into a frown and your eyes rolled to the side.  It wasn’t like you really wanted to talk about it. She was the one that brought it up all of a sudden.

“How much do you know about him anyway?”

Your eyes sparkled. You began to tick off your fingers "Well… he's blood type B; he used to be part of a circus act with his grandfather." You grinned into the palm of your hand and practically squealed. "Oh my gosh! The third time we went on a date he pulled a bouquet of red tulips out of a hat! How romantic is that?!"

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “I mean, how much do you really know about him? About his family? His friends?

You paused, mouth drawing tight. “...that’s…” You forced a grin to hide the queasy feeling flopping around in your stomach. “I mean…” You flipped your hand back and force as an uneasy laugher cracked from your throat like a bull frog’s croak. “Well… you know I wanted to take things kinda slow-”

“Are you having sex with him?”

Your fake smile froze on your face.

She groaned. “Oh, honey... If you’re doing the deed he isn’t taking it slow.” She narrowed her brows. “If the guy gets the milk without buying the cow-”

You gripped your upper arm and pursed your lips. “Yumiko,” you whined. “That’s super sexist!” You prodded your fingers. “Besides, the sex is fine with me. The part I wish he’d slow down is how serious he is about us.”

“What do you mean?”

You frowned and leveled her with a serious stare. “He told me he loved me after only three dates.”

Yumiko set her mimosa down and sat up straight. “That’s a bit fast.”

You nodded and ran your hand through your hair. “I told him it was too much-”

Yumiko cut you off. “And let me guess? He was all like…” She threw her voice into a fake deep murmur which made your IQ drop by several points. “...but baby because I love you I just wanna try anal once. Plleeeeeaassssseeeee.” Then she scoffed and took a large gulp of her drunk. With a dark glower, she snarled: “Men really are animals after all.”

Your eyes went wide and you waved your hands frantically. “Oh no! Nothing like that!” You folded your hands into your lap and squirmed in the chair. Your thumbs danced around each other like two cats in a fight. A warmth filled your cheeks as you bit your lip. “Actually, he was super understanding. He said it was in his nature to live fast but that he would absolutely respect my feelings on the matter.”

Yumiko’s jaw dropped. “You’re not serious?!” She slumped into her hand and groaned. “You actually believed him?! No guy is really that nice!”

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[reach-her-eyes]

Reach Her Eyes

Chapter Twelve - Babysitting

Mentions of medically induced coma, hospital rooms, hospital equipment, hospital related trauma, blood, and drug abuse.

The unsettling feeling that comes with listening to a monitor steadily play someone's heartbeat through an empty room never seems to get easier to hear. Sure, there is almost always a calming second feeling that comes with the comfort that the person is still alive. Though, the one always outweighs the other, even if it's different for everyone. Some people can focus on the comfort that the rhythm brings. Find peace in the knowledge that whoever they are watching over is still okay in that moment. For others… it’s more like a bomb. Ticking down until the inevitable end. Something to hear and overthink about while they have nowhere to run. You wonder if you will ever be the person to find comfort in a noise like that.

The plan has gone well so far. Admittedly almost too well if you are honest with yourself. The two of you managed to grab the student you were after with no problems, you guys got her back to base quickly, you put her fully under before she even had the chance to see anything happening around her, successfully placed her on the ventilator, hooked her up to the monitors, and took enough blood that Toga should have no issues with staying in her form for the whole day, if not more. Everything went as well as you planned, but it was out of your hands now, and that's where you become anxious. Toga shot you a message a little after the check ins to let you know that she has successfully infiltrated the exams. Now it’s all a waiting game. You have full confidence in her abilities, though you haven’t seen them in action, and you know the rest of the group has no problems with vouching for her. This mission is risky, that much is obvious, but she was truly the only one who could pull this off in the way it needed to be done.

Which leaves you with the only thing you can do, watch over the student you guys took and hope you can keep her alive.

You settle your gaze on the kid's face. She looks peaceful, even in her unconscious state. You find yourself fixating on that ever present sound of her robotic heartbeat. Letting each pulse pull you deeper into your thoughts and memories until it's you who is hooked up to the machines. You suddenly feel like you are back in that damn room again. Panicked and upset. It’s almost scary just how fresh the memory is, even when it’s been years since that time. You feel the memory swallowing you whole. It takes you all the way back to walking into school that day, you felt numb, yet couldn’t seem to contain the tears. You can almost place the voice of the office woman telling you that you should stop by and talk to the new counselor. You can hear your footsteps echo through the empty halls, guess being over an hour late to school makes for less crowded hallways. You still feel bad for scaring that counselor the way you did. Though he was trained, he was still new. This was only his first year, and his first school, and you could tell just by the broken look on his face that when he sat you down and asked what was wrong he wasn’t expecting your answer. “Look, I don’t have a plan, and I don’t know that I will ever fully commit to making one… But if a train was coming, or a speeding car, I don’t think I would move.” It rings in your head all the time, and you wonder if it rings in his. You didn’t even flinch when he stuttered through telling you that you will be staying in his office until your parents come to get you and take you for a psych evaluation. You only lived with your mom at the time and you knew she had just fallen out the night before and probably wouldn’t be up on her own for another day or so. It left you with no choice but to call your friend that was currently staying with you there and have her wake your mom up and tell her she had to come get you. Unfortunately, as always, your mothers priorities were quite skewed. She decided that the car needed new tires, and that she needed to stop by her dealer's house before coming to get you. Imagine being fourteen, locked in a room coloring, with a grown man who was visibly trembling, and knowing your mother didn’t care enough to come right away. It should have been a lot to take in, but for you, well, it was normal.

You stayed quiet when she got there, and when the counselor went over the legal actions that would be taken if she didn’t take you to the evaluation, and the whole car ride to the hospital. You can still feel the smoke clouding your lungs as you chain smoked almost every cigarette you had, all the while she sang along to the radio like this was normal. You barely remember your friend sitting in the backseat, but she was the only one worried about you at that moment. 

You can almost feel the uncomfortable plastic bed adorned with four point restraints in the first cold room they brought you into. The first doctor came in, asked you a ton of questions, you guess to judge the severity of your mental state, they took a look at the ever growing collection of scars that littered your wrist and thigh, and decided that you would not in fact be leaving. Which caused your mom to call every one that would answer her, except your father of course, and spin some sob story to them, somehow making everything about her like always. They moved you to a second room.

This room still manages to haunt your dreams. They hooked you up to the monitors, and no surprise to you, your heart rate was through the roof. You remember the shock on the nurse's face when she was called in to do an IV and blood draw and saw the number 180 on the monitor of a kid who was sitting doing literally nothing at all. Though, you really think your panic over the needle was a little over the top now, but you can still feel your friend holding you down so the nurse can put the IV in. You can still feel the rise of absolute horror when the nurse uttered ��oh no”. You tried to look over but they both stopped you. The nurse was a champ though, she finished placing the IV, she took the blood she needed, and got out after quickly covering your arm with the blanket. After a few minutes went by, you felt it. The cold, wet and sticky feeling of blood. If you focus hard enough you can almost remember the muffled conversation outside the door, and the loud alert on your monitor when you yanked the covers off and saw your arm and some of the bed coated in your own blood. Needless to say, your heart rate only went higher.

Turns out, the blood they took was for a tox screen. It was almost funny to see the look on your mothers face when they read the results of just what all you were on. Guess having enough in your system to start a small pharmaceutical company was enough to make your mom begin to worry if you were going to rat her out for giving you most of it. You didn’t, even though you probably should have. Your mother used to despise how good you were at painting yourself in different lights to meet the situation's needs. She used to tell you just how much she hated how good you were at lying through your teeth. But in that moment, watching you paint yourself out to be a dumb kid who went to a party with some friends, that just didn’t know what she was taking or really doing, your mom let out a breath of relief when the doctors took pity on you and left. She really did only like those skills of yours when they worked in her favor, though she was the reason you developed them in the first place.

You remember being taken up to the psych unit a few floors up, the two sets of double doors that both locked after going through them, can still hear the sound of the employee scanners beeping upon each entry-

Your head snaps to the door at the sound of a rough voice cutting through the silence. "Little creepy to watch a kid sleep that intensely, don't you think newbie?" Your body was tense and mind reeling from being yanked back to reality so quickly.

You blink up at him from your place on the chair next to the bed. "Little creepy to follow two girls into alleyways late at night, don't you think Dabi?"

He smirks, leaning into the door frame and crossing his arms across his chest. "Well well well, the newbie isn't clueless after all. I was almost worried you were going to be useless."

You lean back into your seat. "Mm… give it time. We all have our useless moments… don't we?" You give him a side glance before checking the monitors, unsure of how long you had been lost in thought.

His smirk drops and his eyebrow quirks up, expression blending into one of annoyance. "When have I ever been useless to the League?"

You hum. A small smile plays on your lips. "Wasn't it you who got knocked out at the start of the raid at the old base? And wasn't it you who stayed out all the way to the next base location? Or are you going to tell me it was someone else?" You flash him a grin, turning to face him completely.

He rolls his eyes, teeth clenching once before speaking. "Weren't you the one who came back more beat up than the rest of us? Even I was unscathed."

You tilt your head to the side and bite back a giggle. "And I wonder why that is. Hm. Maybe, someone felt just a tad bit sorry that you were going to miss out on all the fun, that they made that outcome happen on purpose."

For a fraction of a second his eyes widened. But his heartbeat, that you could hear clear as day now. It seemed to increase in speed with the realization of what you were implying. You held eye contact for a small while before speaking again. "Tell me Dabi, why did you react the way you did the other night?" He squinted slightly at you, and you could feel his carefree attitude was slowly disappearing. You continue. "Even Toga could feel the heat in the air. And I could hear that heartbeat of yours continue to rise till you left out of my earshot. So, what was your deal with that second contact of mine?" You fold your hands in your lap and watch as his walls came flying back to their guarded home and his whole demeanor shifted to one much more dangerous.

His tone was much less playful than before, but he spoke slowly. "Compress contacted Toga. She reached her extraction point. The mission was a success, and Shigaraki wants you to return the child as soon as you can."

The door slammed shut after his aggressive retreat. And you were once again left with that same repetitive beep.

[imagineanime2022]

My Hero Characters W/ S/O Like Black Widow

Mr Compress X Fem!Reader, Spinner X Reader, Fatgum X Reader, Eraserhead X Reader

Requested: @supernatural-hunter1

Request: I got the perfect idea for you? Mr. Compress, Spinner, Fatgum, Aizawa, dating Black Widow the shield agent?

Warning: Talk of not being able to have kids (Mr compress), general trauma

Mr Compress

🔮 No one knows how Compress had ever managed to get your attention but it was a story that you both kept to yourself, something that was yours 🔮 You are probably the reason behind the success that he had outside of the LoV. They honestly had no doubt about that. 🔮 He liked that sass that you’d often give back to anyone who challenges you, he’d often sit back and let you take care of it. 🔮 Will be there for you when you need him to, anything that you want to talk about, he’ll listen always.

You sat in the room provided for you and Compress, you had spent the whole day getting to know the people that you would be working with and most of them were what you expected, everyone except for Toga. The young girl had latched onto your side, probably because you were the only other female in the group. The act itself was harmless but given the life that you had lived it reminded you of something that you couldn’t have.

Compress had noticed that you were missing the moment that you disappeared from sight, heave you a moment after all you could have just gone to the bathroom, when you didn’t reappear he decided that he was going to look for you. It didn’t take long to find you in the bedroom “are you okay love?” He asked. “I’m fine.” You answered. “Then what are you doing hiding in here?” He asked as he closed the door, slipping off his mask and the fabric underneath, allowing you to see his face. “No I just, it’s Toga.” You answered. “The young girl?” He asked. “What did she do?” “It was nothing that she did, it just reminded me of something that was taken from me.” You answered. “Taken from you?” He asked. “You remember when I said that the people that made me this way, took some things from me, things that I could never get back?” You asked. “Yes.” He answered as he crawled onto the bed after kicking off his shoes sitting behind you, where he wrapped his arms around your waist as he listened. “One of the things that they took from me was my womb.” You answered hands lacing with his over your stomach “I will never have a child at least not of my own and I saw that girl, when she said that her family did nothing to help her, I just…” You trailed off and he pressed a kiss to your shoulder before resting his chin on it, fingers tightening around yours. “Why don’t you help her then, she seems to like you, she’s a delightful young lady.” He answered, you looked at him over your shoulder. “Take her under your wing and see what happens. At least if something ever happens to me then I know that you had someone else.” “Nothing is going to happen to you.” You insisted and he shrugged. “I’m sure with you around that is true.” He answered. “And we’ll make everyone regret ever taking anything from you on the way to our happy ending.”

Spinner

🦎 You were the one that taught Spinner how to use his abilities to aid him in a fight, your stealth instincts were on point and he’d trust you over anyone else. 🦎 When he decided to join the league of villains he offered you a chance to go with him, of course you said yes. He worried that you would end up killing someone before the mission starts. 🦎 You became the information gatherer, you were good at disguising yourself and blending in with the crowd, you got everything that you needed with no one ever knowing that you were there. 🦎 And the people who did know never lived long enough to tell anyone about it.

You were quick on your feet as you moved around the destroyed Mafia base, the heroes had been guarding it so well or so they thought. Shigaraki had asked you to get any information still left there that related to the bullets that he had taken from them. You didn’t think that there would be anything left but if there was even one more computer you could extract information from it.

You easily snuck through the corridors dodging the night guards and into the ruined building, it didn’t take long to find a room with a computer in it, it looked like one they had marked for removal but it hadn’t been done yet. “How is it going?” Spinner’s voice sounded through the ear piece. “No spotted yet, found a computer that they haven’t moved yet, looks like they want to though, so there might be something on this one.” You explained lowly as you put the memory stick in, you didn’t need the screen, the memory stick had a programme on ti that would take everything the computer had to offer but that did mean that you would have to go through all the information and pick out what Shigaraki would want to hear about, so even after you get out of here you’d have some work to do. “Good then you can get out of there.” Spinner urged and you hummed eyes moving to the corridor, there was movement outside, the room had no door but it was pitch black in the room, you were careful with your steps as you slowly moved around him as he checked the room, you got behind him, your arm wrapped around his neck cutting off his airways while taking the walkie from his pocket to stop him from calling anyone else, noting the soft beep telling you that the extraction was finished. You dropped the body to the floor when he stopped fighting you and grabbed the memory stick before getting the same way you had gotten in.

You met Spinner at the car where he had been waiting for you, you both made tracks ditching the car before heading back to the hideout, you had been working for hours when Spinner brought you food and water for the long night ahead “anything good?” He asked, leaning down behind you. “Nothing yet, just normal stuff at the moment, but there is something behind a lot of passwords and security so maybe that’s what we’re looking for.” You answered, pressing a kiss to his cheek “thanks for the food and water.” “No problem.” He answered, a small blush on his cheeks. “You should get some rest, you don’t need to stay up too.” You said softly, he looked at you for a second before shaking his head. “I’m not tired.” He denied as he sat in the chair next to you. “You're too sweet for this world.” You informed him, he just looked away from you mumbling something you couldn’t hear under his breath. It was only 15 minutes later that he was asleep in the chair, you moved him over to the sofa where he would be a little more comfortable, you could not be happier with the partner that you had found.

Fatgum

🍭 Fatgum was completely different to anyone that you had ever met before, kind and encouraging, he seemed to see something in you, something that you definitely didn’t see. 🍭 You didn’t believe that you could be a hero, so he kept you close and show you that you could be a hero despite your past. 🍭 It took a long time for you to stop responding to physical touch negatively, he understood completely after a life where physical touch was used as punishment or training he was surprised that you didn’t have more of a reaction. 🍭 Slow and steady wins the race for him, he never forces you into anything and he makes sure that you have a safe space to explore everything and make new opinions about the world you are now a part of.

Fatgum hadn’t heard you come into the room but that was nothing new, you were light on your feet always had been, you glanced over his shoulder to see that he was sorting out paperwork. Perfect. You had been feeling like you needed to be closer to him and hoped that he was doing something stationary so that you could just climb on his lap and stay there for a few hours. “You alright Darling?” He asked. “Mm.” You hum, not sure how to ask him for what you wanted, it was his home office so you didn’t have to worry about someone seeing you, you stood there for a moment before walking forward worming your way under his arm he moved them so that you could get into position easier dropping the pen he was using his hands moving to your body. “You wanna sit with me until I finish?” He asked. “Yeah… Is that okay?” You asked. “‘Course it is sweetheart.” He answered “You're okay though right?” “Hmm.” You hummed, he had always encouraged you to tell him what you were feeling so he could understand where you were at. “I just wanted to be with you, close to you.” “You should have said something sooner, I always want to be close to you.” He pressed a kiss to the top of your head as he leaned back moving you to a more comfortable position across his lap, he was in his slimmer form so he had less surface area to work with, you rested your head on his shoulder pressing your face to his neck to hide your eyes. “This is good.” You mumbled. “I’ll only be a couple more hours, after that we can go lay down, how does that sound?” You asked. “Great.” You mumbled softly slipping into relaxation easily.

Eraserhead

🐛 Aizawa had worked hard with you, when he had found you on the mission to take down the smudging ring. You had refused to talk to anyone but him and that was where the relationship started. 🐛 When you were well enough you started helping others, you became one of the most loved heroes using everything that they had taught you to help others. 🐛 You and Aizawa were dangerous on stealth missions, you were usually the ones called when information was needed or a job needed doing quietly. 🐛 When Aizawa got 1A, you expected to spend less time with him but instead with all of the villain attacks and the danger that followed the class meant that you spent more time together in the dorms than you ever had before.

You sat on the sofa in the room that they had given you in the dorm with the kids, you were waiting for Aizawa to do his last sweep of the dorms to make sure that all the kids were in their rooms and everyone was okay.

Your mind travelled back through everything that had happened since Aizawa had saved you, everything that he had helped you through, everything that you gained just from him helping you through your recovery. When he saved you, you didn’t even know what it meant to want something for yourself, or to deal with something outside of violence.

Your attention was drawn back to the present recognising Aizawa crouched in front of you “there you are, you back with me?” He asked. “How long have you been back?” You asked. “A couple of minutes later, I came back and you were crying.” He answered “what were you thinking about?” “Just everything that’s happened, I didn’t even realise that I was crying.” You frowned as you lifted your hands to your face wiping away the tears that were still on your cheeks. “Your okay?” He asked, you knew what he was asking, checking in to make sure that there was nothing that you needed physically, emotionally or material. “I’m okay.” You answered, throwing your arms out, he leaned forward accepting your affection and then lifting you easily from your place on the couch heading towards your bedroom. “Come on, let's get some rest.” He said softly as he took you to bed. “Yeah okay.” You nodded.

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Can you do mr.compress x female reader smut.

Soo reader has a bunny quirk, they're got floppy ears and cute white fluffy tail, mr.compress find them so hot and she's got very cruvy body. *plussize*

Soo I was thinking they're do like a magic trick roleplay type or maybe he's used his quirk in kinky ways😏💦 but I'm letting you be creative with the smut ^.^

Btw your fanfics are amazing😉- 🐰

Smut. 18+.

Hope you like this! I had a lot of fun with it!

You’ve been dating Atsuhiro, Mr. Compress, for several weeks now. It all started innocently enough. You’d noticed that he kept casually mentioning his former career as a stage magician, as if he really wanted someone to ask him more about it, but no one in the League had. One night you decided to ask him about it, mostly because you felt sorry for him, and he talked your ear off. Dabi and Spinner had both walked by at separate times and given you looks of pity, but you were actually interested in Atsuhiro’s stories. He had a way of making them all so dramatic, you wanted to hear more. This led to the two of you spending more time together, which led to a quick kiss before he left for a mission, which led to you spending the night in his room when he came back. All in all, you were happy together.

So a week before Atsuhiro’s birthday, you began planning a wonderful night for him. You ordered a special outfit and some props, and even decorated your room in a specific way and wouldn’t let him come in so as not to spoil the surprise. You were so excited that you spilled the beans to Toga, who seemed amused by the whole thing but had thankfully kept quiet about it.

Now the night is here. All your preparations are about to bear fruit. You put on the outfit you ordered and get in position in your room, then yell, “Ready!” to Atsuhiro, who is waiting outside the door.

From where you are, you can’t see him enter the room, but you can hear the door open and shut behind him, then his soft laughter as he no doubt realizes what you were going for.

The room is decorated to look like a stage, and there are various magician’s items placed around the area. In the center of the “stage”, is a giant top hat turned upside down, and you’re currently hunkered down inside it, only your white floppy bunny ears, a product of your Bunny quirk, visible as they stick slightly out of the hat.

Atsuhiro approaches the hat, but you call out to stop him. “Wait! Don’t look yet! You have to pull me out of the hat.”

He laughs again and says, “Alright. I’ll pull you out now.” You see his hand, the one real one he has, reach in and lightly grasp your ears. He’s touched them many times before, and has in fact seemed quite enamored with them, but there’s something thrilling about feeling him gently tug them upward, you rising along with them to stand up inside the hat.

When you fully come into view, Atsuhiro’s eyes widen and he releases your ears so that he can step back and get a better view. You’re dressed in a stereotypical “Magician’s assistant” costume, with fishnet stockings, a glittery bikini bottom, and a cropped jacket with tails that split apart to reveal your fluffy bunny tail. The costume is tight on you, accentuating your curves. On a thinner woman, the outfit would have been cute and sexy, but on you, with your large breasts and plump thighs, it’s almost obscene.

“Wow,” you hear Atsuhiro say, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. He’s wearing casual clothes and no mask, as he normally does when not on missions for the League.

“Do you like it?” you ask playfully, hopping out of the hat and turning around so he can see how fantastic your ass looks in this outfit. You wiggle your bunny tail a little for dramatic effect.

Suddenly you feel his arms wrap around you from behind, his hands groping at your curves. “I love it,” he murmurs against your ear.

You smile as you pull out of his grasp and turn to face him. “I thought you could show me some magic tricks first,” you tell him.

He looks around the makeshift “stage” and his eyes fall upon a large box that almost looks like a coffin. It’s a prop used to saw someone in half. He gives you a devious look and says, “Want me to split you in two?”

You blink, feeling heat rush to your face as well as your groin. Atsuhiro isn’t usually the type to engage in much dirty talk, but when he does, it’s hot as hell. You hop up to the box as he opens it, then you climb inside. “How does this even work?” you ask him, genuinely curious.

He shakes one finger at you. “No no, a magician never reveals his secrets.”

You’re lying in the box, and it’s such a tight fit that you can’t move a muscle. Your arms are crossed over your chest, and your feet are sticking through two holes at one end of the box with your head sticking out the other. Atsuhiro is standing over you, looking down with a heated expression, his eyes gleaming as he strokes your ears. Having him touch such a sensitive part of you while you’re completely trapped in the box sends shivers through your whole body.

He reaches toward the side of the box with one hand and your hear something click, as if a small door opened. Then, you feel his hand slide into the box and between your legs. You gasp and tense up, surprised by the sudden sensation of his fingers slipping beneath the thin fabric of the bikini bottom to stroke you through the fishnets. You can’t move. You’re completely locked in and at his mercy, and you’ve never been more turned on in your life.

You look up at his face, your own blushing as you breathe harder. He’s watching your expression with a smile, his fingers having found their way through the holes in the fishnets. You moan as he rubs your most sensitive spots, wishing you could arch your back but having no room to in this box. And then, he stops. He opens the box and looks down at you, watching your chest heave with your rapid breaths.

“Let’s make your top disappear,” he says.

You sit up and pull off the jacket, then unbutton the white shirt beneath it and toss it over the side of the box, exposing your large, round breasts. You climb out of the box, remembering that this is Atsuhiro’s birthday, and he’s the one who should be feeling pleasure tonight. You immediately drop to your knees in front of him and unbutton his pants, then pull his cock free. He’s already hard, so you close your lips around his length and slide forward until the tip hits the back of your throat and your nose is pressed against his torso.

Atsuhiro groans and grabs one of your ears, just a teensy bit roughly but not enough to hurt. He’s always been gentle with you, perhaps a bit too gentle. Just once you’d like for him to absolutely rail you while squeezing your ears so hard you couldn’t hear a sound. But, this night is about him. Maybe you’ll put in a request at your birthday.

You pull back, letting a string of saliva connect his cock to your mouth, then you extend your tongue and proceed to lick him like an ice cream cone for several seconds before taking him as deep into your throat as possible again.

He’s panting and groaning, lightly squeezing your ear with one hand and burying the other in your hair. This goes on for several minutes, and then he gives your head three taps, the signal that he’s about to cum. You don’t care. For tonight, you want to savor every part of him. You pull back just slightly, leaving your tongue on the tip of his cock so that when he shoots his load, it hits your tongue directly and splashes on your lips. You swallow it, then lick your lips to get the rest of it.

Atsuhiro looks at you with awe and lust in his eyes. Then, as if just realizing he was still gripping your ear, he quickly lets it go and says, “Sorry! I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

You look up at him, still licking your lips clean. “Not at all. It felt good.”

“Really?” he asks, holding out a hand and helping you to your feet.

“Yeah. You can squeeze them even if harder if you want.”

His eyes shift downward and he asks, “What about your tail?”

“Yes! Squeeze it, pull it, do whatever you like with it!”

“And you’re sure it doesn’t hurt?”

You grin at him. “Maybe I like for it to hurt a little.”

He blushes and looks away for a moment, then his eyes return to your face. He reaches around behind you and grips your soft fluffy tail in his hand. Watching your eyes, he squeezes, gently at first, and then more tightly. Your tail is extremely sensitive, even more so than your ears, so you can’t suppress a moan.

Atsuhiro leads you over to your bed, and says, “Can I ask a favor?”

You’re so wet and horny, you’d do anything he asked right now. “Anything,” you say.

He lowers his voice, as if he’s almost embarrassed to say it, but the words come out anyway. “Get on all fours.”

The words hit you like a lightning bolt. You get on your hands and knees, your ass in the air. Atsuhiro climbs onto the bed behind you and rips a large, gaping hole in your fishnets. He rubs his hand through your hair, moving it down your spine, then stops at your tail and grips it firmly. You gasp in pleasure as he squeezes it like he did before.

His metal hand is holding tightly onto your hip and just as he gives your tail a hard squeeze, he pushes his cock inside you from behind. You cry out, “Ahhh! Atsuhiro!”

You feel him thrust in and out of you, using your tail like a knob to hold onto. It feels so good that you think you might lose your mind. After a while he leans over you, pressing his body against your back, and says, “I love you so much.”

“Ah… I love you too!” you gasp back.

He releases your tail to squeeze your ears, and then goes back to your tail again. The sudden shifting sensations are too much for you, and you climax with a moan. Atsuhiro strokes your hair gently as you press your face into the pillows, exhausted. A little while later, you hear him inhale sharply and then groan. He must have cum into a condom. He pulls out slowly, then moves beside you, rubbing your back as you shudder.

You roll your head over so that you’re facing him and smile. “Happy birthday, Atsuhiro.”

He smiles back. “Thank you for making it special. It’s the best birthday I’ve ever had.”