TAGS/WARNINGS: Reader Is Gender Neutral But Afab (youre Referred To As A Woman Once But It’s In A Misogynistic

TAGS/WARNINGS: reader is gender neutral but afab (youre referred to as a woman once but it’s in a misogynistic manner), this is a continuation of day 14 (reader and touya are childhood friends for reference), technically kinda non-con??? read at your own risk, reader is kinda bipolar tbh? (i’m bipolar [diagnosed] too so its okay), touya slaps you twice, reader is unaware touya’s filming them, name calling, facials, doggy style + backshots, touya is so mean, no aftercare, reader is burned in multiple places, mentions of death/threats of violence GENRE: nasty nasty smut MINORS DNI SUMMARY: you go back to touya after he fucks you over. WORD COUNT: 2K 🦊’s A/N: fuck my stupid chungus life this isnt fun anymore i just wanna write what i feel like writing guys i promise i have sm more to offer than kinktober stuff i have so many ideas // touya stans come get yo fuckin juice or whatever

     it had been a couple months since your little run-in with touya—which you had kept to yourself—which meant it had been three months since he had carved his name into your back and two months since anybody had last seen you. 

     two months since you last tried to re-enter society, just to have a complete mental breakdown, unable to ignore the ugly new scars adorning your flesh. fuck. how were you supposed to continue living like everything was fine? how are you meant to recover from this? it began to eat away at you until you locked yourself away in your apartment before finally snapping and disappearing one night on a manic whim. 

     “touya..!” you call out into a dark alley. it was late, around two or three in the morning, and it was pouring rain. 

     honestly, you had no clue where the burnt man was; you’d been searching for weeks now with no luck, and you were genuinely starting to tweak over it. fuck. what if you never found him again? what if you were destined to live alone for the rest of your life because of him? the thoughts make you feel both overwhelmingly depressed and inexplicably angry. 

     “touy—” you’re caught off by a hand so hot it feels cold covering your mouth from behind, and suddenly you’re being pulled against somebody’s chest as your adrenaline spikes. the fear of being kidnapped again sends you into overdrive, and you thrash in your captor’s grasp before he speaks up.

     “quit yellin’ before someone hears your pathetic ass,” a raspy voice is right next to your ear. 

     “mmfffh!” you recognized that voice! it was touya! you’re overcome with a never ending sense of despair ironically paired with a faint sense of joy at having finally found the man who had fucked you over entirely.

     truthfully, dabi had been seeking you out since he first saw your missing poster, knowing damn well you had broken down and lost your mind. 

     “been lookin’ for ya, y’know—you haven’t exactly made it easy,” he murmurs, slowly removing his hand from your mouth before spinning you around to face him. “now let’s go,” he says, grabbing your wrist and dragging you along with him down the block to the same abandoned house he had burnt you in to begin with. 

     you nearly apologize for being difficult to find before you quickly realize you don’t owe this cunt anything, let alone an apology! jesus…… what are you even supposed to do? fight back? if you’re gonna be stuck with him, you can at least be a brat to piss him off, right? right. 

     jerking your wrist out from his grasp, you stop in your tracks and cross your arms with a huff. 

     touya immediately knows what you’re trying to do, and he’s not about to let that fly. he turns around and then there’s a resounding smack! that fills the air and your face flies to the side. had he just backhanded you? 

     “you’ll do well to drop the bitchy act,” he tells you, walking into the house and leaving you out in the rain to make your own decision on whether or not to come in—of course, he knew you would. what other options did you have?

     which is how you found yourself blindfolded, with your wrists bound in front of you, and on your knees in front of touya’s erect dick as the white haired man takes his phone out, pulls up the camera, and presses record; he was planning on making a little video without your knowledge, posting it online, and then showing you once it went viral. 

     with one hand, he grabs his pierced cock and smacks it against your cheeks before telling you to open up and stick out your tongue. 

     reluctantly, you obey and are quickly greeted by the salty taste of pre cum against your taste buds along with the cool metal of his prince albert piercing. 

     “nngh–” he’s quick to shove himself into your hot mouth, until the tip hits the back of your throat and you’re gagging around him. 

     “auugh—” touya groans as your tongue presses against the underside of his length and the hand holding the base of his dick moves to thread his fingers in your hair instead, gripping it tightly as he pushes your head forward, until your nose is flush with his uncut, slightly off white pubes. 

     he focuses the camera on the way you sloppily try to suck him off and bites his bottom lip to avoid moaning again.

     “watch those fuckin’ teeth, bitch,” he reminds you, and you know he isn’t the type for empty threats, so you simply nod to the best of your ability, tears starting to well in your eyes, just to be absorbed into the dark cloth wrapped around the upper half of your face. 

     “mmhfhgh,” you whine around him pathetically, drool seeping past your lips. “hhng–”

     “quit’cher whinin’,” he berates you, grip in your hair tightening to a painful degree. “and start sucking like your life depends on it—because it just might.”

     a chill runs down your spine at his words, and you honestly don’t wanna find out if he’s bluffing or not, so you hum a quiet and obedient mhmm before shallowly bobbing your head back and forth, trying to hollow your cheeks and swallow around him.

     “ahh, yeah there we go, much better,” he groans pleasurably, guiding your movements with the stinging grip he has on your hair, pulling at the roots for the best range of control.

     it feels like it takes forever for his cock to twitch against your tongue, signifying he was about to cum, something you were immensely grateful for until he’s yanking your head back and pulling out of your mouth, using the hand that was previously in your hair to jerk himself off, since the other one was preoccupied with recording. 

     touya cums on your face a moment later with a loud groan as he slowly finishes stroking himself. still panting from only breathing through your nose for a solid five or so minutes, some of it lands in your mouth, but it’s messy and some of it splatters onto your cheeks. not having expected this, you gasp and nearly choke on the salty liquid, something dabi happily catches on camera.

     “turn around and get on your hands n’ knees,” he instructs, expecting you to comply immediately. when you don’t, he backhands you again, this time with enough force to knock you off your knees and onto the floor, where you pathetically start to sob. 

     “t–touya….” you cry, tears soaking into the blindfold. “i—i — i don’t wanna do this an–anymore,” you hiccup. you didn’t know what you had been expecting when you originally sought him out—maybe a closure of sorts?—but this certainly was not it!

     “i—i — i don’t care,” he mocks with a laugh, a burning hand suddenly coming down against your ass, and you squeal and jolt at the feeling, desperately trying to scramble away just for touya to snatch your ankle, searing the skin and burning his handprint into your tender flesh. 

     “ow! owowOW—!” you wail, and you only try harder to get away—a fruitless effort. his hand only gets hotter before you finally relent and go limp on the ground. it’s all you can do to sniffle quietly as touya smacks your ass hard enough to leave an immediate mark and tells you to raise your hips, all while recording without your knowledge or consent. 

     “good—much better,” he says calmly once you comply with his demand. “now, stay still,” the burnt man tells you, spitting in one hand before grabbing his dick with it and stroking himself slowly. sure, it was already slick with your spit, but he figured you’d need a little extra lube. 

     lining his pierced cock up with your poor, unprepped cunt, he taps the head against your clit once, twice, and suddenly he’s pushing in all at once, zooming in as he does so. 

     you cry out at this, of course, the dry friction being too much to handle, making you bite your fist in a poor attempt to cope with the pain. jesus fucking christ, what was wrong with him!? (at this point, it may be easier to ask what isn’t wrong with him…)

     “haa–aah!” you whine at the stretch and the feeling of his piercing rubbing against your sensitive inner walls. his dick is hot, too hot, and it feels like you’re being burnt from the inside out as he starts to rut his hips into your ass, balls smacking against your clit. 

     truthfully, touya’s still a little sensitive from you sucking him off, meaning he knows he won’t last long, so instead, he makes the most out of his time by grabbing one of your hips and burning the skin there, leaving a mark of his hand that he’d be sure would never fade. 

     “sounds like someone’s enjoyin’ themselves,” he teases you, and you only cry and shake your head in denial. it fucking hurt, did he not realize that? or just not care? (what do you think?)

     “nuh—nuh-uh!” you retort weakly, wishing god would just kill you now.

     smack! a stinging pain against your ass again, another handprint, and another loud wail from you.

     “should’a gagged your noisy ass,” he grunts, hips stuttering as you tense and your pussy tightens around him. “oh? don’t tell me you like the idea of that?” he mocks, despite it being your body’s reaction to being struck so violently. 

     “i wish— wish you would–! fuck! jesus christ, it hurts,” you cry, hot salty tears streaming down your cheeks, as the blindfold was already damp from your earlier crying. “kill yourself!” you’re able to spit out, and touya growls, yanking your hair with the hand that wasn’t preoccupied with his phone and pulling your back almost flush against his chest so he could start biting your neck and shoulders—burning with a need to mark you as his by any means necessary. to keep you forever, no matter the cost. even if you hated him for it, he didn’t care. not as long as you belonged to him at the end of the day. because if you were touya’s, then you would have nowhere else to go. 

     “nah,” he grins, flipping the camera around, he’s now recording with the front facing camera, holding his phone out and away from himself to get the best angles and views of you. “might kill you, though, ‘f i get bored of ya,” he says so casually it creates an immediate pit of dread in your stomach, and suddenly, you find yourself arching your back and wiggling your hips for the man behind you.

     while not very large, touya was certainly strong enough to handle your pathetic ass. he quickly puts an end to your movements by bringing one flaming hand down against the mound of your cunt and you yelp loudly.

     pulling out all the way while letting go of your hair, touya shoves you back down to the ground where you hit the floor with a thud, and he’s flipping the camera back around to make sure he captures the best part on film. 

     jerking himself off once again, it only takes him a few more seconds to cum—the disgustingly hot and sticky liquid spurting all over your back as he groans lowly.

     “that wasn’t so bad, right, doll?” he asks tauntingly, making sure to zoom in on his name burned into your back. this was going to be a lovely treat for the internet. 

     standing up and collecting himself, he ends the video before moving to untie your wrists, but not bothering with the blindfold, figuring you could get it off yourself.

     “‘ll be back tomorrow, so try not to wander off too far, yeah?” he tells you before you hear his footsteps grow fainter and fainter and suddenly, you’re all alone again while touya heads back to the league’s base to upload his wonderful little video to every porn site he can possibly think of.

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