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Dabi (Todoroki Touya) x fem!reader x Hawks

Baepsae chapter masterlist

Rating: M

Summary: Pleasure is supposed to follow pain (고진감래). When guilt and grief lurk in the shadows, all you can do is cope with the pain as you navigate your new life following the war. It’s hard enough to deal with your conflicting emotions, but life continues to throw curveballs at you. It takes a great amount of strength to keep moving forward, but how much pain should one endure to reach that sweetness?

WARNING!

This fic is not suitable for minors. It contains sexual relationships, accidental pregnancy, substance abuse, withdrawal, and addiction. This is a sequel fic.

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The rest is just confetti

A generation soaked in grief, we’re drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth

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Baepsae

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Dabi x fem!reader x Hawks

Rating: M

Summary: “A parrotbill that tries to walk like a stork will break its legs” (뱁새가 황새를 따라가면 다리가 찢어진다). A proverb that has withstood time and upheld society. In the age of quirks, not much has changed, however, the way society functions has shifted—evolved as the human race did—but human beings will always be simply that: human. When you find yourself in less-than-fortunate circumstances, learning to cope and evolve is all you can do. Perhaps you’ll learn to find strength in others. Perhaps love and compassion are all you need to make those shifts. After all, if you aren’t born with a silver spoon, you might as well steal it.

WARNING!

This fic is canon-compliant which means it will contain canon violence, themes, and events. It also contains: themes of manipulation and kidnapping; heavy drug use and side effects including substance abuse, addiction, and withdrawal; emotional and psychological abuse; quirk and quirkless discrimination; forced quirk use; and accidental pregnancy later on. This fic contains smut and is only intended for a mature audience.

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A parrotbill that tries to walk like a stork will break its legs

Alone

Sae

They say don't ever meet your heroes

Unlikely Friendship

The Interview

What does it even mean to fit in

Save my soul I swear I may never die

The Magician

The pieces

Why are children always caught in the crossfire?

The Kamino Incident

Of the puzzle

Why do we sleep where we want to hide?

Game Plan

Everything is always worse than what you could imagine

Kind Hands

Maybe we won't grow old and maybe then we'll never die

The Most Beautiful Horizon

An Unfamiliar Home

Dabi

Lowlife Princess

Politicians always play dirty

What a sensational fucking experience

Inside the Enemy

Asuka

You have to eat me as I am

Baepsae

The killing of the wren

Hourglass

Memento Mori

Ancient dreams in a modern land

I am no mother, I am no bride, I am king

Sweetness comes after bitterness

Give me your hand, save me save me

I like your blood on my teeth just a little too much

Ma Seour

The Butterfly Effect (pt 1) (pt 2)

We are Baepsae

Country roads take me home to the place I belong

Stories of Baepsae m.list

moving the couch to Tomura's room

playing games with Tomura

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omg i saw that heizou and scaramouche smut, may i request the same one but theyre just so submissive and breedable

A/n: The more I think about a threesome with these two, the more I go 😳😳 I'm more than happy to write for them this way again. And them subbing and being needy 😳 I hope you enjoy.

Sub!Heizou x fem!reader x Sub! Scaramouche threesome

You crawled on the bed, putting yourself in between Heizou and Scaramouche, their eyes racking over your naked form. Pressing kisses and licks against Heizou's neck, you felt his pulse quicken against your tongue, letting out a shaky breath as he tilted his head to the side.

"Your teeth, please," Heizou whispered, biting the inside of his cheek, the wet feeling of your tongue against his skin shot pleasurable jolts straight down into hardening cock. You laughed, muffled against his neck, obliging him by pulling a chunk of skin into your mouth and grinding your teeth it. "Mmm," a sigh of content came from deep in his chest.

You decided to go to work on Scaramouche first. He'd been such a brat lately. Fucking him while he subbed for you like this would quiet him down a bit.

Reaching down, your hand sought out Scaramouche's cock, stroking your fingers down his length before squeezing it. Your ears were blessed with a sigh that was velvet against your ears, an indication that your touch was only thing that he desired in this world. It kept him grounded and sane.

He grinded needily into your hand, nuzzling your neck before burying his face in it. Pulling your mouth from Heizou's neck, you curled a finger under Scaramouche's chin, beckoning him to look at you.

"Tell me what you want, Scara~," you purred, rubbing your fingers into the precum on the tip of cock before squeezing it, rolling it between the pads of your thumb and index finger.

Biting his lip, Scaramouche choked out a moan, the pupils of his indigo eyes blown out, lidded hazy with lust and need. Every squeeze of your fingers sent his cock twitching in your hand, leaking precum.

"Ride me," it wasn't a command like it normally was. His voice was soft, desperate, and endearing. Please be patient with this man, it was hard for him to sub for you like this.

Smiling, you tapped his lips with the fingers of your free hand before you kissed him. He moaned against your mouth when he felt your teeth graze against his lower lip. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, swirling it in time with his. Putting your hands on his shoulders, you gently pushed him down onto his back.

A trail of spit connected your tongue with Scaramouche's as you pulled away from the kiss to look over at Heizou. Curling a finger in a come hither motion, you called him over to kneel down next you.

Scaramouche's hands sought out your hips, guiding you down onto his cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, letting out your own sighs of pleasure as it sank inch by delicious inch into your slick pussy.

"You just look so breedable, Scara," you said, moaning as started to rock and bounce on his cock. His cheeks burned with embarrassment, but he didn't notice it much. Each roll of your hips made his cock throb and twitch as he stretched out your walls.

"Ahh, fuck," he hissed, sighing contently, rutting up into your pussy in time with your bounces, his skin slapping against your's. His fingers dug into your hips, knowing he wasn't going to last much longer.

His moans turned into needy whines, burying his cock to the hilt inside of you. You choked back a strangled cry of pleasure, throwing your head back. "Fuck me, Scara," you cried out, reaching down to fondle and squeeze Heizou's balls.

"Shit, I can't wait to cum inside you," Heizou said, his cock was painfully hard as you pumped your hand. "And breed you nice and full."

The knot of Scaramouche's orgasm was building to burst in his stomach. Watching you fuck yourself silly on his cock, pinching one of your nipples with your free hand for extra stimulation drove him over the edge. He loves feeling this needed, this wanted. You were bouncing on his cock like you needed it. Needed him to make you feel good.

His pants turned into needy whines and moans, his fingers finding their way to your clit, rubbing feverishly, coaxing your walls to clench around his cock. He'd held himself back from cumming so that you could first.

Your legs trembled as you climaxed, Scaramouche's cock squelching in and out of you as creamed on his cock, writhing and biting your lip. His cum felt so warm as it spilled inside of you, hearing Scaramouche groan in relief. You leaned down, riding him through his orgasm, flicking your tongue over one of his sensitive nipples.

He was left breathless and panting when you dismounted him, his cum spilling down your legs as you turned your attention to Heizou.

"Oh my poor Heizou~," you crooned. Grabbing his wrist, you pulled his body flush with yours. "I've left you hard for so long." Taking his hard, weeping cock in your hands, your buried it between your folds still slick with Scaramouche's cum.

"Mhmm~" he sighed, pressing a sloppy kiss against your lips, shuddering as you rubbed his cock between your folds. Sliding down so that your mouth was lined up with his cock, you couldn't help but tease him a little more. Your tongue darted out to prod against his tip, keeping your eyes on him, smiling when you saw his face contort with pleasure.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" You asked, knowing full well what his answer would be. You just wanted to hear it from him.

"Inside," Heizou whines, "I want to--ah, fuck--cum inside you."

Chuckling, you turned around and bent over, resting your elbows on the bed, pushing your ass up in the air. Heizou couldn't crawl behind you fast enough. Your pussy just looked so delicious and sinful on display for him, he could help but lick between your folds a few times before he slammed his cock inside of you.

Heizou had been so frustrated, waiting so long for you to finish fucking Scaramouche. He trembled, relishing how your walls immediately clenched tightly around his cock, still sensitive from your first orgasm.

"Heizou!" You cried out, your fingers clawing at the sheets, your tongue lulling out, babbling with pleasure as Heizou railed you from behind with a mindless, feverish pace. He bit your shoulder, whining, gripping your hips. Panting and grunting, he filled you with his cum.

He didn't stop until you came again, choking back sobs of pleasure, nearly screaming, your body collapsing exhausted onto the bed.

SHIGARAKI TOMURA in PARANORMAL LIBERATION WAR ARC

The retirement's going great!

touya pillleeee

𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋

DAY 12: SOUNDING

With: Keigo Takami (Hawks)

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Sub! Hawks, gn! reader, sounding, HEAVY sub/dom spaces, hints of sado/masochism, mentions of anal fingering, keigo crying and twitching, cursing, pee/urine mentioned throughout

A/N: This is one of those smut fics that are heavily unrealistic (which i LOVEEEE), keigo says some cringe things at some points tho. LOL

Keigo has such a pretty face. People stop and stare at him on the street, he has been recruited by multiple modeling companies and is lusted over by teenage girls all over the world. Born to be nicknamed, “Pretty Boy”. It was cute, really, and he seemed to love the name.

But to you, he doesn't look his best when he is photographed in lewd poses, or when the media catches the way he looks at you, or even with his candid hero photos that are unbearably hot.

No, to you, Keigo looks his absolute best when he cried. Of course, not from sadness, from pleasure and pain. When his face is flushed, his eyes are hazy, and tears coat his cheeks. When he looks up at you in pure adoration, and trembles under your hold.

But that was the sadistic side of you talking. The side of you who wants to completely ruin the man. It's hard not to when he looks so pretty during it.

So, slowly you've been finding new ways to wreck him and with each one, he reacts perfectly. You've gotten addicted to it. Him, really.

Tonight you are going to try sounding. You stare at the small metal rod, and then back to your lover, who is leaning against the headboard, and trying to act like he is not completely terrified. He gulps when you peer at him, straightening his back, and trying to uphold his cocky grin.

“You're scared, aren't ya?”

He scoffs, looking away. “No. I'm the one who asked for this, why would I be scared?”

As much as you like ruining Keigo, Keigo loves being ruined. You have to keep a close eye on him because he swears he has no limits and has not used his safeword so far. Everything is on the table for him, and that sometimes worries you. You've held down your desires but he voices them and is the one to beg you for more and more.

Urethra play was not something he has tried. “Mhmm. It will be fine, we will go slow,” You reassure him despite his words. You place a comforting hand on his thigh and he sighs, smiling at you softly.

“Yeah. It'll be fine. You're right.”

Horrifying is the best word to describe what's in front of him right now. The “thin” rod is now lodged halfway into his urethra and he's panting out, thighs trembling. It doesn't exactly feel bad, but it's foreign, and the sight in front of him makes him uneasy. Nothing is supposed to go in that hole.

He's gripping onto your hand for comfort, eyes wide as saucers. “We aren't even all the way in yet, Keigo.”

He whines out at the words, resting his head on your shoulder. Sweat beads at his forehead and his face is flushed. “F-Feels so full.”

You teasingly tap on the rod, and his back arches, wings fluttering out at the strange feeling. He grips your hand and stares at you, silently pleading. “Sorry. Forgot. Let's put it all in, yeah?”

“Dont–Dont know if I can.”

You stroke the bottom of his shaft and smile at him. “Got plenty of room still. It's supposed to touch your prostate, y'know.”

Yeah, he definitely knew that. For the last couple of days, he researched the ins and outs of this. But still, he doesn't know how the hell it could go any deeper. He feels overwhelmingly stuffed even from half of it being inserted. He gulps and glances at you, but nods.

“Take a deep breath for me, Keigo. Promise it'll feel good in a bit.” You're right, and he knows it. Just like when you fingered him for the first time, it feels weird in the beginning, but now he's addicted to it. This could be a new thing to drive him mad. He sure hopes so.

He takes a deep breath, and you slowly continue to inch it in, letting gravity do the most part. The road is slippery from the lube and it goes in without much difficulty.

Keigo on the other hand is going insane. He is moaning and whining, gripping onto the sheets with such force that you are afraid he is going to rip it. You watch his arm muscles clench and unclench, and he throws his head back. “Oh. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He cries with every second it goes deeper.

You hush him, using your other hand to stroke him gently, hoping to coax it in. His squirming makes it harder, and you don't want to hurt him, so you try your best to pin his hips down beneath you so they won't jump up.

And at last, it reaches the bottom. You pull away and look up at him. Keigo is trembling, back arched pornographically, and staring at the ceiling with an open mouth. Tears drip down his cheeks, and his legs are trembling, bent, and spread wide. “All done, it's all the way in now. Shhh, just gotta get adjusted to it.”

He shakes his head and lets out a cry, “Fuck. It's weird. Feels so weird! Full–I cant–”

You lean forward to press your lips to his, cutting his frantic rambling off. “Keigo, do you want to use your safeword?” You ask, just for reassurance.

He shakes his head frantically. “No! Wait! I-I never said I didn't like it!” He pleads desperately to you, even if you haven't tried to make an effort to remove it. His mind seems to be scattered, but this is how he is when he usually tries new things in bed. Today, just a little bit more extreme, considering you haven't tried anything even close to this.

“What does it feel like, Birdie?”

He takes a deep, shaky breath. “Feels full. D-Different type of full. It's weird. And it also feels like I gotta pee a little bit. But in a good way? It's all so weird and overwhelming, Y/N!”

You gulp, watching the way his eyes move around frantically. The way his body is bright red, and he's staring at you with desperate eyes. His mouth is glossy, and his eyes are wet. This is your favorite face of Keigos. This is what you have been wanting to see.

The urges get the better of you. “I'm going to move it now Keigo.”

His eyes widen, and before he can even protest, you move it upward, slightly. His back arches again and he gasps for air. “O-Oh–Its–Fuckkkkk.”

You push it back in completely and he keens, gripping onto your hand with wide eyes. A loud, desperate whine is let out, and more tears stream down his face. He's withering under you, and you can't help but stare at his pretty physique. “Are you oka–”

“Again!” He sobs, legs moving sporadically against the sheets.

His words make you gulp. He's falling into that state again. The one where his only task is to get himself completely fucked dumb. He doesn't want to think about anything except his pleasure, and frankly, his adorable facial expression is pulling you into your very own state with him.

You lift the rod up, farther than last time, until more than half of it sticks out. He stares at it, panting loudly and waiting for you to push it back in. It makes his adrenal pulse, and his mouth begins to water.

You don't tease him too long, and abide by his wishes, pressing the full thing in until it reaches the very bottom of his cock. He moans this time, enjoying it more with every second. Tears continue to fall, but he can't pay attention to them, instead focused on the feeling of being so full. If he had a toy in the other end, he surely would have lost his mind. Next time, for sure.

You continue to bring it up and down and he gets louder and louder with each stroke, not caring for whoever hears him. He is feeling such intense pleasure, everyone should hear his cries. Or at least that is what he believes.

“So cute. We found another hole for me to abuse, yeah Keigo?” You purr, eyes traveling up his shaking body with hunger.

He nods his head frantically. “Yes. Yes! Please fuck it more, I'm begging!”

You stop for a moment, a teasing gleam in your eyes. “Want me to fuck your pee hole? How lewd, Birdie.”

But to your dismay, he isn't responding to the teasing as you hoped. Instead, just agreeing with every word, too lost in the subspace to really care for how dirty your words are. “Yes! F-Fuck my pee hole. Need it. S-So full!”

You don't mind your failed attempt, now staring fondly at the pretty boy in front of you, who is completely out of it by now. It usually takes him longer to get to this state, and it was intriguing that this little rod had such a huge effect on him.

Your pace is quicker, and you use your other hand to stroke him off. His mouth hangs open, and drool begins to bead at the corner of his mouth. Every breath is a high-pitched, airy moan. It's adorable, really.

You watch his thighs start to clench and you raise your eyebrows, knowing that he's going to cum sometime soon. When you glance back up at his face, he's staring back at you, sniffling gently, but his eyes are full of adoration.

“C-Cum? Please?” He is struggling to speak, and you can't help but take mercy on him. He was so cute not to.

“Sure, baby. You can cum,” You coo, leaning forward to kiss his abdomen. He lets out a whine in thanks and nods his head.

A couple seconds go by and his breaths become quicker, louder too. His toes begin to curl, and he grips onto the bedsheets. “N-Now!” He begs, and you quickly take out the rod for him to cum.

White liquid flies out and falls onto his stomach, and you continue to use one hand to stroke him through it all. He takes loud gasps and lets out a loud shaky moan, and then another equally loud and high in pitch. His body constricts in odd, but cute ways, and he clenches his eyes shut, causing more tears to fall down his face.

You sit and admire him, only stopping your hand movements when he lets out a broken sob at the feeling of overstimulation.

A couple seconds go by, and you hum quietly, waiting for him to talk. Depending on what he says will determine if he wants to keep going or rest. The ball is in his court.

It doesn't take him too long to decide, obviously still in the subspace, but willing to communicate.

“Wanna. I wanna. H-Hey, why did you stop?” He complains, whiny and dramatic. You raise your eyebrows at him and bark a short laugh.

You aren't even surprised at this point. So, you pick up the rod again, and he stares at it, like a dog to a bone. He grins, the smile fucked out, and lazy. “Feels, so empty. Put it back, pleaseeeee!”

When you plunge it back in, he almost cums again on the spot.

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if you would please write loser boyfriend shigaraki who gets jealous of others comments about you and takes fem!reader home to fuck her dumb, it would me really happy 👽

“𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞“

pairing; loser bf!shigaraki x fem!reader

cw; nsfw, oral (m!receiving)

a/n; I feel like this is so bad

“those fucking idiots think they have a chance with my girl, would you give them a chance baby” he knows you can’t respond as he has his fingers down your throat leaving your mouth open as he fucks you in vengeance, punishing you for what others say.

this has happened on more than one occasion, in passing he’ll hear others make a comment about your body and he’ll come home to take out his frustrations out on you. “yeah you’re sexy but you’re fucking mine. they don’t deserve to even look at you. filthy pigs.”

to others he may seem weak and scrawny, but when he has you fucked out on all fours thrusting you from behind pace unrelenting, pushing you into the bed the force of his thrusts causing the bed to shake and the headboard to hit the wall, he doesn’t seem meek at all.

“tell me baby, do you think they’d fuck you better than I can” it’s hard for you to speak with the way he’s hitting you g-spot on point with every thrust making your eyes roll back but you manage to shake your head. “that fucking right, only I can fuck you like this. you belong to me. i own this pussy. no-one else can have you.”

the two of you could be out together on a date and he would hear someone snickers something like “what a waste” or “she could do better” and as soon as you get home before you can even lock the did behind you he have you on your knees as he whips out his cock for you to suck. grabbing you hair making you gag on his cock.

“why would you need better when you have me, all you need is a cock to suck. mine does the job doesn’t it?” his cock slips out and it slaps against your face smearing spit on your face and he watches as you slip it back into your mouth.

“see look at you, all you are is a cock hungry slut. isn’t that what you are?” you nod your head agreeing to him in a cock drunk state starting up at him through wet lashes, your face a mess from you tears and spit.

to others on the outside you’re the cheerful girlfriend with. her loser boyfriend that walks around with her stalking behind her, but at home you worship him and his cock as they are the only thing you need to live.

you know that he loves you and he know that you would never leave him but he also knows that you live it when he gets jealous and fucks you till you can’t remember your own name.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭