What’s Better Than One Dabi? Two Dabis! Double Trouble Hehehehe

Hawks moodboard (V1) !! 🪶

your insta if you were dating…

izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki

— hi guys !! i finally crawled out of whatever cave i was rotting in and made this :3 i’m so glad bnha & haikyuu is getting popular again TT the fact that i had one more pic for each of them but forgot abt the 10 pic limit

izuku midoriya :

katsuki bakugo

shoto todoroki :

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.

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

please please PLEASEE let me yap about keigos hand placement for a minute!!!!

oh this man is experienced; he knows what he's doing. from placing his hand on your neck to kiss you to holding your waist tightly against him as you sleep, this man does it all. he just loves touching your body, and maybe that's why sometimes a simple hand on your thigh while he's driving leads to you two pulling over at a rest stop...

Share (NSFW)

Tomura Shigaraki x AFAB Reader x Dabi

Tags: Threesome, Oral (M. Recieving), PiV, Slight Degradation, Tomura being an asshole

WC: 728

“Oh c’mon Tomu! Don’t you know that sharing is caring?”

Tomura was never a fan of sharing. No. He hated sharing. Why should he ever have to share something that’s his? Why did he have to give up something he worked for, something he probably had to put effort into? Tomura Shigaraki hates sharing.

So when you came along, and your relationship began to progress, he was damn near infuriated when you tried to get him to share.

Share his clothes, his food, his pc…it was pissing him off. Who did you think you were? Sure, you were his partner, but that didn’t mean you had the right to change him. Why would he ever need to share? He’s a fucking villain for fucks sake! The Symbol Of Fear!

If that wasn’t enough to piss him off, when you started sharing his stuff with others…hah. He was Livid. 

That was his shit. Why on earth were you handing out his shit like you owned it!? Ahh…he was so pissed off…He swears the only reason he even put up with you was because he loved you.

Tomura Shigaraki doesn’t share. No. He takes what he wants and he isn’t going to let go. Everything was going to be his in the end, and when that happened, he had no plans to share. 

He didn’t know he was at his breaking point until he finally snapped. You were so annoying. So insistent. So Stupid. 

It happened the night before. Sitting in bed together, his eyes were trained onto the bright tv screen. It was playing some random film he couldn’t be bothered to care about. Something you picked. In his hands was a bag of chips, a welcome distraction from the boring film in front of him.

He loudly chewed on the corn chips, dust flavoring coating his fingers as he reached into the bag. He had hardly heard you when you spoke, but when he did, he couldn’t help the scowl from forming on his face. “Hey, can I have some?” “No. Go get your own.”

He was pretty sure he growled at you when your hand attempted to slip into the bag. He glared at you, moving the bag of chips away from you. He knew he was being childish, but why did he need to share his chips?

“Oh c’mon Tomu! Don’t you know that sharing is caring?”

Huh? Huh? Huh?

Ah. Haha. There’s no way right? Right? 

He stared at you, the way your lips curled into a sweet smile, your eyes gleaming happily as you snagged a few chips from his bag while he grew distracted with your idiotic words.

Sharing is caring. Sharing is caring. Fine. You wanted him to share so badly? Then he’ll share.

It’s how he ended up here, his cock snuggly pumping in and out of your fluttering hole, and his dear companion Dabi, eagerly fucking your mouth. 

The lewd sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoed throughout the room, your muffled moans and gags occasionally interrupted the small sounds of both men grunting in pleasure. Ah. He’s gonna cum.

His hips moved faster, one of his hands gripping your waist as the other moved up to grip your shoulder, fucking you on his cock as if you were a toy. He giggled, ignoring the other man’s presence as he spoke to you.

“Haha…you enjoy this don’t you? Being used like some toy! I bet that’s why you’ve been nagging me so much recently…wanted this pretty cunt to be shared like some cum dump!”

He giggled as your muffled whines grew louder, a deep blush on your face as you gagged against Dabi’s cock. He remained silent throughout Tomura’s murmurings, though the smirk on his face seemed to grow as Tomura began to degrade you.

Panting as his cock twitched inside you, Tomura grinned, a chuckle escaping him.

”Don’t worry…this is what you wanted right? To be shared? That’s why you’ve been nagging me all day and night! Ahh…”

He giggled, his balls tightening up as a line of drool escaping his lips. The unbearably hot sensation of your walls clenching around him made his hips stutter, finally spilling his load deep into your hole. He continued to giggle as he pathetically rocked his hips into you, drawing out his orgasm.“Sharing is caring huh…? I guess that means you won’t mind if Dabi takes a turn back here too…”

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internet stalker shiggy has taken over my brain ughhhh

after joining a new server for a mmo you keep getting harassed by one of the mods. he's so mean but always likes having you on his team- some really mixed messages. after a while, you start getting creepy messages from what looks like bot accounts on discord, talking about how pretty you are and how much he needs you. you tell your sever about it and tomu, that mean mod, tells you it's probably just a prank. who cares about some stupid girl in this game? you're inflating your own ego, he says.

then, they aren't discord messages anymore. some creep got your actual phone number. you're getting voice memos of heavy breathing, pictures of your apartment window taken from the street, and messages about how he's sorry for being mean to you all this time, but he'll be real sweet soon.

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haha totally cool abt keigo telling you to shut up and dabi is there it would be crazy to make it a lil one shot (pleading)

just walk with me here idk how to tag this but yeah

how did you get in this situation? when your boyfriend had asked you for assitance earlier, you thought you'd just be sitting in while he had some random hero in the room for questioning. he knew you didn't do all the violence stuff, you weren't for it-- so you opted for mind games. was that what he wanted your help with?

that was not the case, apparently. and no, dabi didn't tell you he had the number two hero in japan in the interrogation room either. was it part of the plan? it's likely dabi won't ever confirm it.

so how did you get to this point, bouncing on hawks' cock like it was you who had something to prove?

if you had to be honest, hawks was too sweet. too gentle. his hands that held your hips were too kind, holding you as if you were made of glass and would break if he slammed into you any harder. his lips tasted like honey and his moans were just a tad too quiet.

a stark contrast to your boyfriend.

dabi was rough, dabi was mean. he knew how to manhandle you in all the right ways, hit the right spots that made your toes curl-- dabi knew how to make you scream and subsequently cream as well.

you could feel dabi's eyes on you, but he wasn't watching you so to say. his harsh gaze was locked on the blonde underneath you, a snide chuckle leaving his lips as he leans onto the table with spread palms. the corner of his mouth is lifted with a hint of a smirk.

“are ya’ even tryin’ there, hawks?”

your movements slow, filling the odd and tense silence with slick and lewd noises every time you drop yourself back down on hawks' lap. the blonde's hands then tighten around your waist and when your head tilts back forward, you find a rosy little tint along his cheeks.

"baby," your voice drips like syrup as it travels across the room. your head tilts back to catch dabi's gaze and the slight smirk on his lips stretch wider when he sees your bottom lip jut out. he's a sucker for that petname and pout-- but he'll be damned if he showed that in front of hawks. "give him a break. he's never had pussy like this before."

the filth in your words only make hawks flush more. is this why dabi always looks like he's in a good mood when he comes to the hideout? because he has some sweet looking angel that sucks the soul out of his dick? it must be why. you look so innocent-- big wet eyes and plump lips and a body that's going to leave his head (literally and figuratively) spent for days.

"he's supposed to be proving his worth, pretty girl," dabi's cooing, moving closer. he stops just off to the side, weaving a hand into your hair and tugging gently-- hawks was surprised to see him act so docile. dabi tilts your head back and tugs you gently to slot his lips to yours and it only throws hawks for a loop when you start to grind down harder on top of him.

"c'mon, birdie," dabi murmurs against your lips; his free hand rests casually on the table beside him while the other is wrapped in your hair. "stop being such a hero. this girl likes it when it's mean."

to punctuate his words, dabi slips a hand between the two of you, rough fingertips tapping against your sensitive clit in a way that makes you jump and jolt. of course, dabi's talking to your pussy. hawks thinks he's talking to you-- something tightens in his chest when he feels you clench and drip more along his cock.

hawks' hip rut upwards, his first move he's made unprompted; and he's rewarded with an approving moan that slips from your mouth. heat burns in his gut when you clench tighter around him-- he doesn't need to look over to know dabi's finally has a look of approval etched onto his features. he repeats the action, receiving another moan; so he continues.

mewl after mewl, you're so noisy; hawks thinks to himself. divine, you sound absolutely divine-- but you're so loud. he can't hear himself think over the lewd and obscene noises coming out of your mouth. his hips snap upward harder, rougher; attempting in vain to shut you up by leaving you speechless.

it doesn't work. why would it? you expect and love this kind of treatment from dabi, so why would you be quiet when hawks is finally doing all the right things? you can feel him bullying against your cervix and if it were any other situation, the blissed out smile you're wearing would've been the hottest thing in the world to send him over the edge.

hawks' hand darts upward, wrapping around your throat and he squeezes. he doesn't know where he found it in himself to do so, but it silences your moans but not the filthy slick noises coming from where the two of you are connected. of course you would gush more on his dick from this. of course.

"god," hawks seems to growl out, his breathing is labored as he keeps a hand steady on your waist as he continues to slam into you. "shut up, you're so fuckin' loud."

he's returned with a choked gasp on your end and a curious, piqued eyebrow from dabi. the flame user doesn't say anything, though his hand is tight in your hair and his lips are against the shell of your ear. "you like this, don't you pretty?" he rasps, his eyes are trained on hawks like a guard dog. if you give him the word, the winged hero would get a punishment fitting for inflicting anything other than pleasure.

your body shudders, and you attempt to hum-- something that lets him know you're alright. dabi might be brash and unkind sometimes, but he does care. and now that you've given the greenlight, the doors are now wide open.

with a quick peck to your temple, dabi straightens and then relaxes back against the table. "c'mon feathers," he taunts, a derisive looking smirk now stretching the skin around his staples, "you can give her more, can't you? 's gonna take more than that to get her to cum."

hawks swallows and his dick throbs, snug inside of you. he prays to whatever supreme being that none of this encounter gets repeated in daylight, and he takes dabi's challenge.

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Hits them with the yuri beam again