Jsjsksk Don't Do This To Me Rnnn 😩

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Warm Embrace

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[NSFW] ‼ 18+ >MDNI<

Summary: The winter is cold and your boyfriend is very warm

Pairing: Dabi/Fem Reader

Content Warning: Smut, Fluff, Love making basically

Word Count: 1.6k

Disclaimer: Character belongs to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N: This is the 10th part of 12 fics for a 12 Days of Christmas event. Enjoy and Happy Holidays!

Prompt: Huddling for warmth

My Masterlist

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Winter is in full swing, with snowfall and icy air and you're so, so cold.

The power is out, your heater is busted, the backup generator is too, and you're struggling to light the fireplace with no success.

You've lit candles around the room for light, including a cinnamon scented one, casting a gentle glow and sweet cinnamon scent throughout the room, and gathered all the blankets you can find, trying to get some semblance of warmth, and it's just not enough.

At least you have a walking furnace for a boyfriend to come to your rescue.

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You

my love, I am dying😔🥀

the power's out, my heater's busted and the fireplace isn't cooperating ☹

it's freezing outside and it is now becoming an inside problem🤩

plz come share your warmth 🙏💕

Bacon Bits💙

I knew you only wanted me bc I'm hot🙄

I'll be there 👍

You

my hero! 😻🙌💋

the door's unlocked 😽

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You can't help but giggle at the irony every time you call him, a villain, your hero, but that's what he is to you, so he just has to put up with it.

He finds you on the floor, in front of the fireplace, bundled and cocooned in blankets after trying to make a blanket fort and giving up halfway.

You collected and dragged all of the pillows and blankets around your apartment, including the ones on your bed, to make it, but the cold got to you.

He huffs a laugh at your grumpy pout, but strides over to press a kiss to it nonetheless. You try to pull him down to cuddle immediately, but he resists.  "Lemme start the fire first and I'll come warm you up, okay baby?"

You pout some more, but nod through your pile and he moves to light it. One stream of fire from his fingertips later, the fireplace is lit, instantly bathing the room in orange light and already starting to warm the air.

"Thank you, Tou." You wiggle in your blanket cocoon, braving the chilly air to open your arms for him. He reaches for you with a soft smile, gathering you up in his arms, surrounding you in his warmth, and presses a kiss to your forehead.

"You don't gotta thank me for that, doll.", he murmurs, brushing his nose against your cold cheek, placing a gentle kiss to the soft skin there.

You melt into him, turning your face up to peck his lips. "I love you.", you murmur against him, and you feel him grin, before capturing your lips in a slow, languid kiss.

It's gentle and loving, with small nips and licks, gradually turning hotter and deeper as he cradles your face in a large, warm hand, holding you to him as he licks into your mouth.

You lean into his touch, panting softly as his mismatched lips trail down your jaw to your throat, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses along the way. He gently guides you to lay on your back, blankets pooling under you, tangling his legs with yours beneath the blankets.

You kiss and caress each other for a long while, just enjoying the feel of each other, but eventually your petting gets heavier, your touches hotter.

Icy fingertips trail up his spine as he snakes a hand up under your sweater to cup and knead your bare breast, he kisses his way down the length of your body. He pulls the sweater over your chest, exposing them and immediately latching his hot mouth onto a pebbled nipple, while his fingers pinch and roll the other between them.

You arch into his touch, moaning lowly as your hips jerk up to meet his, and he grinds his bulge down against you.

Pulling away from your chest, he considers leaving on your sweater because of the temperature, but decides against it, wanting to feel your skin against his. He'll keep you plenty warm.

He slowly strips you, mouthing at wherever he exposes your skin, sucking marks wherever he can, ridding himself of his own clothes along the way, until you're both a naked tangle of limbs.

His mouth is hot on your inner thighs where he kisses and sucks at the sensitive flesh, and as much as what he seems to be planning would be nice, you just want him close.

So you shake you head, carding your fingers through his snowy hair, and murmur, "Come up here. I want you to hold me."

His eyes glow like jewels in the light when he looks up at you, and he goes easily when you cup his scarred cheeks, guiding him up into a deep kiss.

Heated hands roam and caress your body, gentle and reverent as you press your bodies together and just bask in each other's touch.

His fingers create a trail of fire in their wake as they drag up your thighs, to slip between your wet folds. Your breath hitches at the touch, gasping into his mouth when a finger enters you.

It moves slowly, gently opening you up, and another soon follows. He pumps and scissors them within you, slowly stretching you out for him as he peppers kisses along your jaw and throat, eventually adding a third finger, all while drawing out sweet moans from you. You claw at his shoulders, whining in impatience. "Inside, hurry, please, inside."

He moves to nose at your cheek, smiling as he murmurs, "Hold on, baby. I need to make sure you're ready f'me.",  and he curls his fingers within you, up against your sweet spot.

You moan breathily, rolling your hips and grinding down on the thick digits.

"I'm ready, I'm ready, please." You pant, and he chuckles lowly at how sweet and needy you are, pulling out his fingers and making sure you see him suck them clean, before lining his hips up with yours.

You immediately wrap your legs around his waist, tugging him closer and causing his cock to slide through your slick folds. You both moan at the feeling, and he leans down to capture your lips with his; one forearm rests on the floor beside your head, supporting his weight, and the other hand holds your waist as he grinds against you.

You let out a keen at the pressure, your hips bucking up. 

"Please.", you whine, and you feel him twitch against you before he nods. He presses open mouthed kisses to your neck as he releases the grip on your waist to guide his cock to your hole, leaning back to gaze into your eyes as he slowly eases in, taking in your blissed-out expression and sweet, whimpering moan at the delicious stretch.

“Fuck,” he groans, kissing his way from your cheek to your ear, moaning softly into your ear before running his tongue up the shell of it.

He lets you adjust, gently rolling his hips, before slowly pulling back out and pressing back in.

You pant and gasp hot puffs of air  between you, your breaths mingling as he rests his forehead against yours, pretty blue eyes locked onto yours, rolling his hips gently, fucking you slowly, tenderly, lovingly, with deep, rocking motions, not even an inch separating skin from skin.

A scarred hand cups your cheek gently and draws you into a languid, filthy kiss as he makes love to you, tangled in blankets and each other in front of the crackling fireplace, the light making his staples glint like flecks of embers and your skin glow like the sun.

He peppers kisses to your cheek, your eyes, your forehead, your nose, your chin, pressing praise and adoration into your skin every time, before eventually whispering against your throat, "Fuck, I love you." The raw intensity and passion of his words burn into your skin, like a prayer, like a promise, as he holds you close.

Tears trickle down your cheeks, emotions and pleasure overwhelming you, and your breath hitches as you hold onto him with the same fierceness.

"I love you too.", your voice is wobbly and broken, and you gasp as his lips trail along your jaw, "So, so much, Touya."

"Say it again." He murmurs, demands, pleads.

"I love you." You choke out through your tears, both arms wrapped around him, nails dragging down his back as you cling onto him.

"Again." He presses a kiss to your tear stained cheek, his hand moving down to press a thumb to your clit, rubbing it in slow, firm circles, and you can feel your tummy tightening, the familiar heat settling in.

"I love you, Touya." You moan, your toes curling as your orgasm washing over you in a tidal wave, your walls tightening and fluttering around him, milking his cock, and he's dragged along with you, cumming hard and deep within you, his hot cum painting your walls white and warming you from the inside out; and he kisses you through your orgasms, deep and moaning.

Soaking in the afterglow, you smile between soft pecks to each others lips, cheeks and jaws.

As you come down from your highs, still inside you, Touya rests your sweaty foreheads together and grins cheekily. "Are you warm now, baby?" he asks teasingly.

You huff out a laugh, draping your arms over his shoulders in a semi hug and close your eyes, smiling contentedly. "Very."

And you are, warm in every way that counts.

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It All Starts with a Kiss

Femme! MetalHead ShigaDabi x Femme! Reader

[TW] - Mature Content Alert 18+ ONLY PLEASE! wlw action, femme presenting reader, cunnilingus, face sitting, pet names, alcohol mentioned, smoking mention, marijuana mentioned, completely not proofread , might delete later who knows...

You leaned over the counter in your tour bus bathroom, eyes half lidded while you carefully applied your lipstick. It didn’t have to be perfect, but you liked a little control when it came to your haphazard lifestyle. Besides, you’d already screwed up your eyeliner and that was already pissing you off. When you leaned back up to inspect, however, a sharp hand grabbed your face. 

The bassist, Touya. God she was a woman. Lips constantly turned into this pouty scowl that shook you to your core and cold blue eyes that threatened to eat you alive. It made your breath hitch as she studied your face, clearly shaken by the sudden grab. A smirk played on her lips painted a charcoal black. You didn’t even hear her come in.

“You’re really layering it on tonight, dollface.” She teased mercilessly, although she was right. You didn’t usually care too much of your appearance, but tonight you’d just wanted a little something different. Touya pursed her lips together, pondering something for a moment. “Oh you also missed a little something.” 

Before you could question her she pulled you in, her lips connecting with your cheek harshly before pulling back quickly. A gasp left your lips. You looked to the mirror to see her handiwork, a bold imprint of her lips plastered on your cheek. 

“Touya!” you exclaimed. She laughed almost maniacally while she sauntered away, no doubt going to light a cigarette before the show. It was her constant goal to mark you it seemed. Honestly, you should have seen it coming. Leaving these kisses on your body was her way of claiming you in front of everyone. Sometimes it was your neck, sometimes your arms. One time she’d managed to sneak one on your inner thigh, and you didn’t even notice it until photos came out from that particular concert. 

It couldn’t have been anyone else. You stuck to a dark, almost bloody lip tint, and your other partner-in-crime never bothered to wear any kind of makeup. She claimed it was irritating to wear and simply a waste of time for her. 

Speak of the devil and she shall arrive. Tomura. Lead guitarist and certified B.I.T.C.H. She was not afraid to speak her mind. Often leaving you and Touya in awkward situations apologizing to people who’d had to endure her wrath. Tomura was vile, evil if you wanted to push it. However, she had quite the soft spot for you, the lead vocalist for your band.

 She entered your bus, a sigh leaving her lips when she didn’t immediately see you. You heard her set something down in the living area before making her way into the bedroom. Her tongue clicked when, once again, she did not see you.  

“You in here?” she called out. Of course you knew it was for you. Only the three of you resided in this bus and she passed Touya on the way in, leaving a swift kiss to her smoky lips. 

“Yes, ‘mura” You responded, still trying to remove the lipstick stain from your face. Touya must have some industrial grade paint for lipstick because this shit never washed out. You groaned and kept scrubbing. The familiar steps of Tomura closed in on you in the bathroom and a small chuckle left her lips. 

“Oh darling,” she purred, stepping toward you. “She really went for it, huh?” You just groaned again, taking your washcloth and scrubbing as hard as you could. The rest of your skin was raw around the mark. Tomura sighed and pulled your hands from your face. “You’re gonna damage your skin, darling.” she hummed, wiping a thumb over the kiss mark.

“Besides why do you wanna wipe my kiss off anyway.” A voice interrupted. You looked away from Tomura to glare at Touya, who was leaning against the doorway of your tiny bathroom. Tomura hummed and glided her slender fingers through your hair, her attention never really leaving her. 

“You ruined her makeup,” she said, a bit coldly. Touya tutted and backed out of the doorway. This allowed the three of you to join together in the bedroom. It was a conscious decision to have a tour bus with one master bedroom for the three of you to share, as well as a bunk room in the back for anyone who dared to share with the three of you. 

You walked up to Touya and pushed at her shoulder. “Why would you do this to me?” You whined. Touya sighed and pulled you back, cupping your jaw in hers. 

“Why do you hate it so much hm?” She questioned back. A blush crept up on your cheeks. You never hated it per say, but she’d never left the marks right in the middle of your face. “Do you just hate my kisses, dollface?” Touya pressed. You didn’t have a chance to defend your position before she crept kisses along your neck. She trailed over your throat when you leaned your head back submissively, and peppered them along your jaw. A hum left her lips as she closed the gap between you. She shared a breath with you, smokey and lustful, before a throat clearing turned your attention. 

“Am I just going to be left out to watch you two almost fuck each other” Tomura clicked harshly. Her attitude was much sharper than Tomuras, but her hands slid over your hips like velvet when she came behind you. She pressed herself into your back and left a gentle kiss on the back of your neck. You instinctively leaned back into her for support, feeling her bony hips wave against yours. 

“Tomura,” you whispered, already high with lust. It amused the two of them how easy you were to rile up. One moment you were whiny and yelling about your precious makeup and in seconds you were melting in their arms. 

Your head leaned back on Tomura’s shoulder, letting out a noise when Touya came back to pepper kisses along your throat. Touya latched onto your neck, determined to leave more marks on you while Tomura massaged your hips. She ran her hands back and forth over them, pressing you to grind into her. All the while she grazed her lips over your shoulder.

There was seemingly a telepathic connection between your bassist and guitarist because as Touya moved her hands to cup your breasts in her hands, Tomura slid her hands between your legs, giving a tentative rub against your clothed sex. You whined needily while they fondled you, quickly turning into a puddle for them. 

“Oh doll, that's quite a face you’re making,” Touya teased, sliding her hand under your shirt to grope you properly. Her eyebrows raised slightly in shock to find you not wearing a bra under your shirt. You opened your mouth to respond, but a breathy moan took over your words. Tomura had progressed to massaging her fingers over your protected clit. It was no mystery why your knees buckled, leaving you leaving against the guitarist for support. 

“Careful, darling,” Tomura purred, supporting your weight. “Would you like to lay down?” Her question was more of an instruction. The two of them moved to allow you to plummet onto the bed. You looked up at them and watched them lock eyes with each other. Touya smirked and grabbed Tomura’s jaw with a hand, pulling her into a kiss before you. You watched Tomura wrap her pale arms around Touya’s waist, quickly running her hands underneath her shirt. 

Touya was the first to release the kiss, only to grab a fistful of Tomura’s frosty white locks and yank them back. Tomura let out a low moan as her slender neck was exposed for Touya to take her time kissing, biting, and sucking. Touya also made sure to slip her other hand into the waistband of Tomura’s pants and grab her bottom roughly. 

You whined needily, slipping your pants off and quickly making work of your aching clit. How were you supposed to stay still with these two right in front of you? Touya noticed almost immediately, however, and hummed against Tomura’s neck. 

“Our doll is a bit lonely, wouldn’t you say?” Touya mumbled against Tomura’s neck. Tomura lolled her head to look at you, her ruby eyes almost closed with lust. 

“She sure is,” Tomura purred. “We really should help her out.” Touya let the woman go and let her walk to you, quickly positioning herself on top of you. 

Tomura pushed your hands away from yourself and, before you could complain, she pressed her lips to yours. Her tongue slid into your mouth and tangled itself with yours. She let her hands caress your body all the way down to your sex, and once she’d pushed her hand into your underwear, she pulled away from the kiss. 

“Oh my,” she mumbled, sliding two slender fingers into you. “You are so wet, love.” A moan tore its way from your throat, and she took that as a sign to start pumping her fingers into your core. Touya had since shed her clothes and made her way to the bed, making eyes contact with Tomura briefly. 

Touya crawled up onto the bed and caressed your flushed face. You don’t know when your eyes had slid shit, but they quickly opened to the contact. It was clear you were already a blubbering mess, but Touya had to ask you a question. 

“Doll,” she hummed, circling her thumb over your cheek. “How are you feeling?” It was almost a tease. She knew damn well how you were feeling, and your answer came out as a moan. Touya chuckled and bit her lip. “What do you want from me, doll?” It took you a second to answer, but Tomura slid her fingers out of you to remove your underwear, so you got a second’s reprieve. 

“Wan’ you…” you panted out, “to sit on my face?” It came out as a question, your mind quickly becoming delirious. Touya hummed, pushing your hair out of your face. 

“That what you want? Huh?” You nodded at her, pleadingly. Touya hummed again and straddled your shoulders, leaving you eye to eye with her cunt. Before she committed however, she pulled your chin up to look at her. “Three taps, doll. Three taps on my thigh if you can’t handle anymore, got it?” It was a demand. The last thing they needed was for you to suffocate, even though you’d gladly suffocate in between Touya’s thighs any day. You nodded obediently. 

Touya waited for your agreement before lowering herself over your face. You quickly latched onto her awaiting clit and lapped your tongue over her folds. She jerked and groaned out. While this was happening, Tomura had undressed as well, and positioned herself between your legs. 

Tomura threw your legs over your shoulders, her breath now stimulating your under-pleasured core. She licked her lips tentatively before swiping her tongue over your slit, causing you to moan into Touya’s cunt. Tomura parts her lips and starts to make out with your sopping folds. She sucks gently, allowing her tongue to explore the outline of your cunt. She devoured you like a woman starved. 

If it weren’t for the woman straddling your head, you might have been fucked out just from that, but you had important things to do. You suck on her clit with the desire to hear her yell out for you. You’re lapping at her furiously while holding her thighs down so she doesn’t move too much. 

You can’t see it but Touya has her head thrown back, eyes rolled shut and mouth agape as you lick and suck. Tomura would bully her if she wasn’t busy wiggling her tongue around your entrance, teasing the hole and listening to you mumble out moans. Tomura has also slid her fingers down to her own heat and started finger fucking herself just to the taste and sound of the two of you. 

Your core is already tightening, and you can feel Touya’s thighs squeezing at either side of your head. She’s grinding into your tongue as you squirm under Tomura. You suck on her sensitive clit, feeling her jerk and spasm over you. 

“Oh fuck,” Touya growls out, trying not to crush your head between her thighs. Her hips grind into you faster, wanting more friction from your tongue. You happily oblige. 

Tomura, still stationed between your thighs, also feels her impending orgasm and quickens her pace fingering herself. She takes this opportunity to shove her tongue into your quaking hole, causing you to moan loudly into Touya’s cunt. Tomura is ruthless, chasing her own orgasm while she tongue-fucks you. 

Touya is the first to finally cum, letting out a guttural moan when your tongue ministations push her over the edge. You feel her juices running down your chin and the sides of your mouth and happily lap up her cum as she rides out her orgasm on your tongue. 

Tomura is quickly behind her, curling her fingers into herself and finally feeling the tightening sensation in her belly. Of course she doesn’t use her orgasm as an excuse to not finish you. While she barrels herself into climax, she’s quickly tongueing you into your own. You end up cumming at the same time as her, your eyes rolling back into your head while your thighs shake and your core spasms. 

A pause is shared between the three of you. For just a moment you all stay completely still, letting the waves of pleasure bring you to an all time high. When you finally come to, the three of you all pull yourselves into bed. You nestle yourself in between the two of them, watching as they share a quick kiss before getting comfortable next to you, ready to shower you with all of the affection that you deserve.

@rueclfer - and part 2 <3

Me rn bruh I'm hungryyyy, haven't eaten all day, have no energy or motivation to make or get something, and there's nothing in the house I want!!

I may cry 💫💋

shigaraki before getting juiced

free my man he did all of it but i dont care

It's what we deserved 🤧

It’s been awhile since Dabi’s been the star of Shirtless Thursday with @magawaan so here he is in all his tattooed bad boy to drool over glory

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Caroling

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Summary: Dabi is a victim lol

Pairing: Dabi/Gen Reader

Content Warning: Crack, Fluff, SFW

Word Count: 460

Disclaimer: Character belongs to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N: This is the 4th part of 12 fics for a 12 Days of Christmas event. Enjoy and Happy Holidays!

Prompt: Caroling

Go screech Christmas carols at someone you love to show you care this Christmas💋

My Masterlist

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It's Toga's idea.

With it being Christmas, she of course wants to spend time with her newfound family, celebrating and having fun.

But there's also the spirit of mischief almost always present when around the others, especially Dabi and Tomura.

Their reactions are always so fun.

And what she decides on this time, is caroling.

Now, being wanted criminals and all, she can't really go out caroling house to house all willy nilly. And sure, she could get some rando's blood and go have fun, but she wants to do this as herself, and with her friends.

So she settles on the next best thing.

Going door to door of the members rooms and serenading them.

And somehow, she wraps you up in her shenanigans, along with Twice, but is he really a surprise?

Wanting to go all out, she decides that costumes are necessary.

Dressed as Santa's elves, in a green shirt with a jagged hem, red tights, red, white and green striped socks and green, pointed shoes, along with a silly elf hat, you're all ready for your first victim.

Dabi.

Your boyfriend knows you're up to something, but he doesn't know what yet.

Heels together, toes pointed out, hands clasped in front of you, you and Twice stand on either side of Toga, with her in the middle and slightly more forward, and you stifle a giggle at the thought of his reaction as Toga quickly knocks on the door before getting back into position.

It's soon opened to Dabi, whose bored expression quickly morphs into confused horror as you all immediately start singing at him.

"We wish you a Merry Christmas, we wish you a Merry Christmas, we wish you a Merry Christmas, and a happy new yeeaarr."

It's loud.

It's obnoxious.

It's off key.

It's glorious.

As you all go through the whole song, you know to yourself that nails on a chalkboard might sound better, and that's what makes it all the more fun.

And it would seem that Dabi is now catatonic, because he's staring through you, eyes glazed over and dead.

It takes a good ten seconds of prominent silence after you're done singing for him to reboot.

"Why?" His tone is tired. Resigned, yet pleading for mercy.

"Why not?" Is Toga's questioning answer, with a bright, sharp grin.

Dabi looks like he's about to retort, but thinks better of it, not wanting to drag......whatever this is....out.

Smart man.

"Okay." He sighs, so very weary, and shuts the door with a thud.

Toga spins around and beams at them.

"To Shiggy!" She exclaims, pointing down the hall, before making her way to his room at the end of the hallway.

You and Twice follow behind her to her next victim.

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emperor kuzco was clearly gay