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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.

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I headcanon that Dabi has ADHD ✨

His lil kitty jump.

TAGS/WARNINGS: this fic will contain DARK CONTENT. MINORS DNI. AGELESS BLOGS DNI. reader and touya are childhood friends, kidnapping, reader does not consent to what touya’s doing, possessive/obsessive behavior, one-sided pain kink, no sex, no aftercare, hurt/no comfort,  this takes place after dabi broadcasts that he’s a todoroki, touya burns reader in multiple places, touya burns your clothes off, this is seriously fucked up content, this is not intended to be sexy or hot or anything like that, it’s literally just fully DARK CONTENT GENRE: DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT SUMMARY: touya intends to make you his—permanently. WORD COUNT: 1.4K 🦊’s A/N: whoa….. god help us all. this is my first seriously dark fic here and there will be plenty more to cum 💦

     “now—don’t be like that, doll,” dabi scolds you as he finishes tying off the rope at your ankles. currently, you were laying face down against the mattress, limbs pulled apart spread eagle style, blindfolded and terrified.

     when you were on your way home earlier tonight, you weren’t exactly expecting to be kidnapped in broad daylight. maybe it was your fault for taking that shortcut through that shadyass alley…. goddammit. now, you had no one to blame but your own dumb ass.

     what you weren’t aware of, however, was the fact that touya had been stalking you for weeks now—waiting for the perfect time to snatch you up. you see, he’d always had a bit of a crush on you since you were always there for him when you were children, someone whom he actively sought solace in. so, now that you were both adults and his feelings had time to simmer and intensify, he found himself thinking about you obsessively—he thought of you as something he just had to have; something akin to a doll he had to mark as his. and that’s exactly what he’d do.

     “please…. let me go!” you cry, tears dampening the cloth obstructing your vision. “i— i have — have to get home! i have people waiting for me!” you lie, wiggling around on the bed.

     he had taken you to some abandoned home—the family already dead and gone weeks ago, as touya had been planning this exact scenario for months now. and he finally has you exactly where he’s dreamt you’d be: struggling beneath him as he marks you as his permanently. 

     “that’s a lie and we both know that, sweets,” he spits out. “‘ve been watchin’ you for a while now, y’know…” suddenly his lips are right next to your ear, hot breath fanning over the shell of it as a chill runs down your spine. 

     “but, i’ll tell ya what: if y’can guess who i am, i’ll let you go free. sound good?” he proposes, meaning his words—he knows you’ll come crawling back to him once he’s through with you. you wouldn’t have any other choice, really!

     that being said, he activates his quirk on his hand and sets flame to the button down shirt you wore, and as a result, your bra as well, making you cry out painfully as the overwhelming heat consumes your upper body for a few long moments. …and then just like that, it’s gone and you’re left in just the stupid skirt you’d decided to wear today and your panties.

     now, with his quirk active on just his index finger, he brings it down to your naked lower back where he begins to spell out his name—his real name. 

     he did it tortuously slowly, though. taking his sweet time to make sure you could feel the stroke of each letter so that there would be no mistaking who he was.

     T…

     it’s all you can do to scream and bite down on the pillow by your head. the heat was beyond blistering, and you think you might pass out as he agonizingly traces the letters of his name.

     O…

     “jesus christ, owow–OW—OW–! fuck!” you scream-sob, tears streaming down your flushed cheeks from the searing pain as he mockingly praises you for being so brave. 

     U…

     suddenly, the realization of who he might be clicks amidst the pain, and it’s all you can do to cry; “t–touya!? b–but why?” 

     he doesn’t stop writing as he grins so widely, he pops a couple staples—the ones closest to his mouth—and continues spelling out his name before deciding to answer you.

     Y… A…

     perfect….. his handwriting wasn’t exactly the best, but it was undoubtedly his. just like you were.

     the last you’d seen him was on the news when he dropped the metaphorical bomb that was him being the eldest todoroki sibling. and before that? the night he supposedly “died.” so, not only was finding out he’s been alive this whole time a slap in the face, but now he has the audacity to kidnap and brand you? like you’re a piece of property!?

     “why?” he rasps out. “it’s pretty simple, really. …because you’re the only one who understands me—”

      “n–no! t– touya, this isn’t—” isn’t what? this isn’t him? this isn’t right? the touya you were once familiar with perished long ago and so had his morals.

     his hand comes down to strike against your ass with an awful, burning force, and you swear there’s an immediate handprint that forms. 

     your back arches instinctively, forcing your stomach firmly against the mattress, in attempt to escape his blazing touch, but touya doesn’t give you time to recover before he’s bringing the same hand down again, with just as much force and firepower as before, and you yelp loudly as you squirm against your restraints.

     “pl– please–! why me?”

     “i just told you—don’t tell me your memory’s that bad?” he quirks a brow up at 

      it’s true that you’d had a crush on the man now known as dabi back in your youth, but that crush died when touya did, forcing you to mourn both him and the feelings you harbored towards him. and now he comes back from the dead like nothing? did he even try to seek you out in all this time? 

     he had, actually, at multiple points; little “check ins”of sorts, if you will. observing from a distance, too scared to reach out.

     “n–no! ‘s’not! i just—! ow! fuck! touya, please!” 

     “you what?” he snaps, spanking your other asscheek this time.

     “fuck! ow–! touya, please! please!”

     his hand comes down again, harder and hotter than before and you bite your tongue so hard it starts to bleed, filling your mouth with an almost sickening coppery taste. rather than swallow it, you spit it out onto the bed, as far away from your face as you can manage, and touya laughs at the pathetic sight. 

     “you poor thing,” he coos mockingly. “maybe i should’ve given you something to bite down on—...oh well, it’s too late now,” he laughs cruelly as another idea comes to mind. next, he thinks he’ll carve the characters of his name into your back, rather than just the romaji writing, and right between your shoulder blades at that. 

     “t–tou—touya, i—” you swallow thickly, unable to think of anything but the pain, or if you’d ever get to go home again after this. part of you almost wishes he would just kill you so you wouldn’t have to live with this mark of him for the remainder of your life.  

     “you—” he cuts you off, “are not going to like what happens next.” there’s an inflection of sorts in his voice—he sounds… like he found humor in his own words, like whatever was about to happen next would be funny. 

     he sets flame to his pointer finger again and brings the searing digit down against your flesh, and the smell that arises as he carefully takes his time with each stroke of the characters needed to spell his name—even going as far as to use his former surname todoroki in the spelling, just to make it that much more agonizing for you.

     轟。。。

     you wail and bite onto the pillow, staining it with your blood, as touya burns your flesh for his own entertainment.

     燈。。。

     矢。。。

     there. now he could be done with you until you inevitably decided to seek him out—too embarrassed and full of shame to continue living amongst normal citizens; after all, being branded by a well-known villain and then being set free into society like it never even happened is sure to take a toll on one’s mind. 

     what are you gonna do? call the police? tell a pro? show them your new scars as evidence? the idea is laughable. 

     “there—we’re all done,” he says, leaning over your trembling form to burn the ropes binding your trembling form to the bed, quickly followed by the ones tied around your ankles. “i’m a man of my word, so you’re free to go,” he says with a deviant, slightly crooked smirk. 

     rather than immediately booking it, you curl up tightly into a ball as your body’s wracked with heavy, heaving sobs, processing the physical and mental pain as touya just chuckles at your pathetic self, getting up from the bed and putting his hands in his pockets.

     “well, see ya around,” he says, walking off as if he didn’t have a care in the world, leaving you to cope with your situation and what happens next.

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he built an igloo for his boss look how proud he is nobody talk to me

red feathers fan across your line of sight, blocking the television from view as keigo chirps, "hey baby, what do you wanna order for din—"

"shhhhhh."

leaning forward off of the couch, you grab keigo by the pocket of his sweatpants and tug him sideways out of the way. he blinks, letting out a small huff before unceremoniously collapsing onto the cushion beside you, face smushed against your shoulder.

"imagine if you liked paying attention to your boyfriend as much as you like watching your sho—"

"keigo!"

his wings droop, and he groans, sliding even lower to drop his head face down in your lap.

"AND NEXT UP, WE'VE GOT TODAY'S SPECIAL SEGMENT ON THE NUMBER TWO HERO...HAWKS!"

keigo perks up and rolls over, eyes darting from the footage of his skyscraper fire rescue the other day to the proud smile on your face as you stare at the screen.

his feathers ruffle, and he preens.

"you know you've got the real thing right in fron—"

this time, when you place a finger over his lips and continue to ignore him, he just rolls his eyes and grins, making himself comfortable in your lap.

Hwangsae

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Dabi (Todoroki Touya) x fem!reader x Hawks

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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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