If Evil, Why Hot?

Just kiss my lips and shut me up !

Bakugou x GN! Reader, Dabi x GN! Reader, Deku x GN! Reader, Kaminari x GN! Reader, Monoma x GN! Reader, Shigaraki x GN! Reader (Seperate)

. . . Now playing: Shut me up by Nicky Youre! . .

A/N: Calling them by their full name SMAU

Notes: I would never yell at a woman

ׂׂૢ Bakugou

ׂׂૢ Dabi

ׂׂૢ Deku

ׂׂૢ Kaminari

ׂׂૢ Monoma

ׂׂૢ Shigaraki

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@kozuwhore

the friend who yaps and the friend who listens

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Warnings: smut w/o plot, cunningulus, f!reader, squirting, fingering, alcohol use, voyeurism Synopsis: after the war, you and Shigaraki spend time together while the rest of the League prepares for the final mission. Excessive drinking leads to a moment of intimacy between you and Shigaraki, with him tasting your cunt for the first time. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend Touya unexpectedly returns early and witnesses the scene A/N: this piece was commissioned on my Ko-fi page by my beloved @shonen-brainrot - I'm sharing this fic with her consent. Thank you for commissioning me, baby! I hope you enjoy it! Friendly reminder to everyone else: my writing commissions are open :)

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You spent a mere three months as a member of the League of Villains, yet during that brief period, you actively contributed to planning the Paranormal Liberation War. Despite the apparent "loss," you understood that, among other things, you achieved a strategic victory. After exiting the stage with Tomura and his other allies, you needed to keep a low profile, and so you did. Leveraging your quirk, Speed Recovery, you became a highly valuable asset to Shigaraki, aiding in the recovery of his injured allies.

Amid this intense three months period, you cultivated an unexpected understanding with the most enigmatic figure in the organization — Dabi. Astonishingly, he turned out to be the long-lost son of the Number One hero, Endeavor. Before you fully grasped it, you found yourself low-key "dating" - an understated term for the intensity of the connection. It encompassed spending endless hours together, engaging in profound conversations, and gradually closing the physical distance between you two.

Yet, an undercurrent of unease lingered as you sensed Tomura's discontent. Was he possibly envious of someone as seemingly ordinary as yourself? The uncertainty hung in the air, casting a shadow over the dynamics within the group.

You devoted considerable time meticulously plotting the retribution, even as you witnessed Tomura's growing anger and frustration. Reassuring him, you affirmed the intricacy of his plans, confidently asserting that soon you would unveil a lesson for the heroes, showing them their rightful place.

After the devastating War, Tomura visibly bore the weight of stress, engrossed in devising his next set of plans.

One evening, while the others were away preparing for the final mission, you and Tomura remained at the hideout, sipping from a shared bottle of vodka. The conversation delved into the details of the plan and the sacrifices it would inevitably demand.

Tomura took a sip, his crimson eyes fixed on you. "This mission will change everything. Sacrifices are inevitable."

You nodded, the weight of the responsibility settling in. "Yeah, but it's necessary. For a better future."

He smirked, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "A better future, huh? How optimistic."

You chuckled, recognizing his penchant for cynicism. "Well, not everyone can be as optimistic as you, Tomura."

He leaned back, fingers tapping against the bottle. "Optimism won't save us. Practicality will."

You smirked, appreciating the contrast in your perspectives. "Practicality and a bit of optimism won't hurt."

Tomura scoffed, taking another sip. "You're incorrigible."

You raised an eyebrow. "Coming from you, that's a compliment."

He chuckled, the corners of his lips curling into a rare smile. "Maybe. But let's not get too sentimental. We have work to do."

As the night wore on, the shared bottle of vodka dwindled, leaving both you and Tomura with a growing sense of intoxication.

"Thanks for the refill," you slurred appreciatively, the alcohol already making its presence felt.

Tomura, seemingly affected by the spirits as well, mused, "Can't believe Dabi didn't teach you how to drink."

You chuckled, the room swaying slightly. "Guess he missed that lesson."

With a nonchalant shrug, Tomura rose, tossing the empty bottle effortlessly into the trash bin. He went to a nearby cabinet, retrieving another bottle of alcohol and two fresh glasses.

You protested, waving your hands, but he poured you another drink, raising an eyebrow. "How are things between you and our lovely Todoroki, by the way?"

The question struck a chord, and you frowned, feeling a bit uncomfortable at the sudden turn into personal territory. "Well, you know, complicated," you replied evasively, taking a sip to buy some time.

Tomura leaned back, swirling his drink, his gaze fixed on you. "Complicated, huh? Must be quite a story."

You sighed, the alcohol loosening your tongue. "Yeah, it is. But we manage."

He nodded, taking a thoughtful sip. "Managing is something, I guess."

You attempted to shift the conversation away from your relationship with Dabi, bringing up other topics, but Tomura proved relentless. With a cocky grin, he circled back to Dabi, probing for more details.

"Come on, spill it. I want to hear the juicy bits," he taunted, swirling his drink with an unsettling confidence.

Sighing, you relented a little. "It's not that interesting, Tomura. Just the usual ups and downs. Nothing to discuss."

He leaned in, a dark glint in his eyes. "Ups and downs, huh? Sounds like there's more to it."

You rolled your eyes, realizing that steering the conversation away from Dabi was an uphill battle. "Can we talk about something else, Tomura? There's a whole world out there."

He chuckled, his laughter carrying a sinister undertone. "The world can wait."

As the night wore on, Tomura's questions became more probing, his tone growing darker and more insistent. He seemed to revel in the discomfort he caused, savoring every tidbit you reluctantly shared about your tumultuous relationship. Tomura got up, the creaking floorboards announcing his movement as he paced around the room. He cast a sly glance in your direction, the dim light highlighting the eerie grin on his face. "You know," he began, still walking, "I always suspected there was more to Dabi. But Endeavor's son? Now, that's interesting."

You shifted uncomfortably, eyeing him as he continued to circle the room. "Yeah, surprising, right?"

He chuckled, a sinister edge to his voice. "Perfect, actually. Vengeance is a powerful motivator. It'll make him even more useful for our cause."

Tomura took a place beside you on a worn-out couch, his arm casually wrapping around your shoulders. He poured another drink, his dark eyes never leaving yours.

You gave a weak smile, feeling a little uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze. The tension heightened as his arm tightened around your shoulders, and he handed you the freshly poured drink.

"To unexpected alliances," he proposed, raising his glass.

You clinked yours against his, the liquid burning down your throat, the room spinning with a mix of alcohol and Tomura's ominous presence.

As Tomura poured another round, he seemed undeterred by the growing level of intoxication. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol.

In the midst of another casual conversation, Tomura, with an unsettling nonchalance, steered the dialogue back to Dabi. "Did he fuck you already?" he inquired abruptly, his tone cutting through the drunken haze that surrounded you.

Your cheeks flushed, and you visibly squirmed in discomfort at the unexpected and personal nature of the question. "It's none… None of your… Bussiness, Tomura," you hiccuped.

"Come on now, spill it. Did he or didn't he?" he pressed, a mocking grin playing on his lips.

You sighed, feeling the weight of the question. "Tomura, that's really none of your business…"

Tomura's grin widened, and he leaned back, seemingly pleased with your discomfort. "Sounds like a yes to me. Dabi's got taste, I'll give him that. Was he a gentleman, delicately tending to your needs, or more like a dog in heat, just claiming what's his?"

Your face burned hotter as you bit your lower lip, desperately downing the glass of vodka, and quickly covering your mouth after. "Something in between," you mumbled, your words slightly slurred.

Shigaraki chuckled darkly, throwing his head back. "Mmmm, I see. What a pity then. You deserve to be taken care of, baby. Such a little, pretty villain," he reached his gloved hand out and touched your cheek. The gloved touch sent shivers down your spine. "Did he eat your pussy?"

The nausea welled up inside you, and all you wanted was to escape to your tiny room and lie down. You nodded, managing a weak, "Yes," hoping it would satisfy Shigaraki and put an end to the uncomfortably intimate interrogation.

Tomura grinned, placing his glass on a tiny coffee table. He simply leaned in, crushing his lips onto yours without seeking your consent.

In your intoxicated state, attempts to push him away were feeble. His lips bore the flavor of vodka, but strangely, you found yourself not entirely opposed to the unexpected kiss. A part of you didn't mind what was happening at all, so you casually moved your lips against his in a dance influenced by the haze of alcohol.

Before you could fully comprehend the situation, his gloved hand, adorned with only two fingers covered by a black leather, slipped between your thighs and beneath the plain skirt you wore. His touch started at your thigh, skillfully massaging the soft flesh, while slowly ascending.

A gasp escaped your lips as a strange warmth began to build within your abdomen. You cursed yourself for reacting this way to your boss. You shouldn't be feeling like this; after all, you had a boyfriend. What would he think if he knew how Shigaraki's touch was affecting you? You blamed the intoxication for clouding your mind, and even if you desired to push Shigaraki away, you felt powerless; your hands seemed to weigh a ton.

Gloved fingers teased you through your panties, eliciting a gasp that escaped past your parted lips. You bit down on your lower lip, the sensations proving intoxicating, clouding the last remaining rationally-thinking parts of your brain.

As your head lolled back, resting against the back of the couch, Shigaraki licked the column of your neck. "Shhh, shhhh, it's okay. Ain't gonna hurt ya, sweetie. I just wanna make you feel good, like Dabi never did, I bet."

Shigaraki pushed the fabric of your panties aside, his touch careful as he rubbed against your folds, discovering they were already slick with your excitement. He grinned, licking his lips. "Look at you," he chuckled, hiccuping a little. "Mmm, already so wet for your boss. That's the attitude I like."

Shigaraki rose from the couch, a hiss escaping him as his pants grew uncomfortable, his dick tenting the fabric. He knelt down, parting your thighs, and took hold of the sides of your panties, skillfully tugging them down your legs until they were off completely. Bringing the garment to his nose, he sniffed it like a wild animal, licking the damp spot on the material and growling in anticipation. "Fuck," he muttered, his other hand palming himself through the fabric of his pants.

As the man licked a stripe along your slick folds, a loud whine escaped your lips, and you leaned back fully against the couch. Slowly, you brought your hand to your mouth, covering it as if to prevent all the moans from escaping. It felt so wrong, yet oh so right at the same time.

Shigaraki closed his lips around your clitoris, fervently sucking the swollen bud into his mouth. This left you writhing beneath him, moaning like a cheap whore you apparently were at that moment. His bare fingers, devoid of glove, expertly rubbed your entrance as Shigaraki continued to lap at your slick folds. The obscene noises he made filled the air, his head shaking left to right to increase the friction you sought with every roll of your hips, each movement trying to push your cunny further into his face.

"O-Oh, God…" you whimpered.

Shigaraki chuckled slightly before slipping his tongue into your entrance. It was the moment you arched your back, sliding one of your hands into his white hair, tugging it to bring his face and mouth closer to your heated core.

He skillfully fucked you with his tongue, his gloved fingers simultaneously massaging your clitoris, causing your wetness to spill all over his eager tongue. "Mhmmm," he grunted, still palming himself through his pants.

Lost in the throes of passion, neither of you heard the door opening. Little did you know that the rest of the League had returned to the hideout.

Dabi stood in the doorway leading to Shigaraki's office, his turquoise eyes wide open as he witnessed the scene unfolding before him — his boss, someone he had once considered a friend at some point, and his girl, getting laid.

Meanwhile, Shigaraki resumed lapping at your entrance, growling like an animal at your scent and taste. In contrast, you were already a moaning mess.

"I fucking love your little cunt," Shigaraki declared, kissing your swollen clitoris before returning to licking your dripping hole.

Dabi felt anger and jealousy building up within him, but he also sensed some primal desire. Casually closing the door, he walked over to the two of you, nonchalantly dipping down next to you on the couch. "Well, well, I see you two are having some fun, huh?" he growled.

It was then that you snapped your eyes open, instantly attempting to push Shigaraki off your pussy.

However, your boss simply looked at Dabi lazily, and after kissing your cunt, he straightened up, wiping his lips from your juices glistening there with the top of his palm. "Todoroki, you're back already."

Dabi scoffed. "What do you fucking think you're doing, Tomura?" Dabi growled, igniting a little blue flame on his left palm while his right one rested possessively on your knee.

"And what does it look like? I'm eating her cunny out," Shigaraki replied, a wry grin on his lips.

"She's fucking mine, and you're fucking aware of that," Dabi reminded.

Shigaraki chuckled darkly, waving his hand. "Oh, don't be such a dog in the manger. I didn't fuck her, yeah? Just licked her tiny cunt. That's not a fucking crime, is it?"

Dabi breathed angrily through his nose. "I can see you got fucking turned on just by her taste," he scoffed, glancing at the tent in Tomura's pants.

Shigaraki unselfconsciously palmed his dick, tilting his head to the side. "Can you blame me? Look at her, such a little naughty villainess we have here. And her taste is intoxicating."

Dabi scoffed again. "Imagine that I know, as I've fucked her many times already."

Tomura ran his bare fingers up and down your cunt. "Don't be angry at her, it's my fault. We got a little too wasted, and I kind of couldn't stop myself when I smelled her wetness," Shigaraki explained, pointing his chin at the coffee table and the empty bottle of alcohol and glasses.

Dabi shook his head in disapproval and reached his hand out, catching your chin between his index finger and thumb, tilting it so you faced him. "You're such a naughty whore, getting wet for him? Pathetic."

Your cheeks were still flushed. "S-sorry, Touya…" you whined pathetically.

Dabi looked into your half-opened eyes. He couldn't deny the twitch in his pants as he saw you so vulnerable and exposed. The idea of letting some other guy fuck you while he watched had always lingered in the dark corners of his twisted mind. Now, the opportunity presented itself. "You liked him licking your cunt, hmm?"

You bit at your knuckle, slowly nodding your head for yes.

Dabi sighed. "Fine. Make my girl cum," the scarred man ordered, looking at Shigaraki. "But don't you fucking dare to put your fucking, pathetic cock into her. That's exclusively mine privilege."

Shigaraki cocked his eyebrows, "Who do you think you are to boss me around, Dabi?"

Touya grinned nastily. "Seriously? Your cock already makes a damp spot in your pants, man. I know you want her. So give her what she wants. Make her fucking cum. Let her decide which one of us eats her pussy better. I'm sure she's gonna choose me."

"T-Touya, I.." you started, but your boyfriend placed his fingers on your lips, sealing them.

"Shut up and spread your legs wider like the good whore you are," he instructed.

You nodded hesitantly, following his words.

Shigaraki grunted, seeing your pussy spreading open just for him. He instantly dived between your legs, lapping at your folds again, making slurping noises and eating your cunt so intensely that the base of his nose nudged your swollen clitoris, making you whine.

Dabi watched the scene with a stoic expression attached to his scarred face. He reached one of his hands around your shoulders, bringing you closer to him so you rested your side against his chest. His other hand grabbed the hem of your skirt, hoisting it up your hips to provide himself with a better view of your drenched cunt and Shigaraki diving between your legs.

"You're such a needy whore," Dabi whispered into your ear, moving the arm he had wrapped around your shoulders to unbutton your shirt and fish out one of your breasts from the cup of your bra, fondling it gently. "So fucking wet. Look at the mess you made on this bastard's face."

You were whining, resting one elbow on Dabi's lap, moaning even louder as you felt his hardened cock making a bulge in his jeans.

Shigaraki slipped his gloved fingers into your cunt, massaging your inner walls.

Dabi grasped your chin and tilted your head, sloppily kissing your lips. Your tongues danced together.

Shigaraki spat down on your pussy, spreading his saliva all over your folds with his thumb. After that, he returned to sucking your clitoris while finger-fucking you.

You moaned in Dabi's mouth, breaking the kiss to bite your knuckle again as your thighs trembled after Tomura hit that super-sensitive, spongy spot deep within you. "Fuck…" you whispered, your eyes watering. "Holy shit."

Dabi chuckled darkly. "That's it, doll, let it go. Cum. I know you want to cum."

"Yes, d-daddy," you moaned and reached both hands to slip them in Tomura's messy hair, bringing his face closer to your dripping cunt to ride your orgasm all over his tongue and lips.

"Don't you fucking dare to stop licking her cunt. Stick your ugly tonuge out," Dabi instructed, and to his surprise, Shigaraki obeyed.

You grinded your pussy against you boss' flexed tongue, moaning louder and louder until your pussy clenched around his fingers, leaving you trembling all over your body, moaning and panting.

Of course, Dabi decided it was not enough, so he reached his hand down your body to gently rub your clitoris, only to spank it with his heated up fingers a few times.

You bucked your hips more until you squirted all over Shigaraki's face, moaning both their names as if it was the last prayer of your life; your runny juices covered your boss' chin, nose and lips, dripping down his cheek to his chest.

Shigaraki also panted and groaned, the damp stain on his crotch expanding, signaling he just came, too.

Dabi kissed your cheek, glancing down at Shigaraki. "Look at you, boss, getting so turned on by a mere woman. That's surprising," he rose from the couch, adjusting his hardened dick in his pants. "Now excuse me, I'm taking my girlfriend to my room so I can fuck her the way she likes the most," Todoroki easily scooped you up in his arms. "Oh, and thanks for preparing her for me. I appreciate that a lot."

Trending Topics - A Dabi x Reader Fanfic

I intended to post this on Saturday in honor of Dabi's Dance being animated but I finished it earlier than expected and I have no patience so I'm unleashing it to the world now, a few hours early lol. I hope everyone enjoys!

Smut. 18+. Rough sex. Creampie. Probably some other stuff I'm forgetting. Oh yeah, spoilers for Dabi's Dance!

Dabi leans back on the couch and holds his phone up to his face. “Let’s see what everyone has to say about my old man now,” he mutters, opening various social media apps to see what the general public’s reaction to his shocking video was. He could already imagine the outrage over the abuse allegations, the anger over the number one hero raising a violent murderer. He could also imagine the fanboys who would defend Endeavor no matter what, who would go to online war with the detractors who were horrified by Dabi’s video. All of it would be amusing to read through. Dabi will enjoy the online chaos. So he grins wickedly as he opens Twitter.

The names Dabi, Endeavor, and Todoroki Touya are already trending. Naturally. But then Dabi notices a few other “trending topics” that catch his eye. “#Dabisofine”, “#Touyasohot”, and “#SteponmeDabi” are all trending. Surprised and curious, Dabi begins clicking through some of the posts. After a few minutes, he sits up from the couch and stares at the screen incredulously. The tweets flashing by his eyes are definitely not what he expected the result of his video to be.

“OMG Dabi is so fucking hot! How have I never seen this guy before?”

“Okay Touya is definitely the sexiest Todoroki. Just look at him!”

“All I can say is, Dabi can light a fire in my panties any day!”

“Y’all… the things I would let Todoroki Touya do to me…”

“I want Dabi to rail me until I can’t walk.”

Dabi isn’t sure what to think about this. On one hand, he’s a little mad that his big dramatic reveal has been overtaken by posts like this. There’s even a long thread of posts and replies arguing over whether or not his dick has staples in it (it does, and the urge to tell them so wells up within him for a brief moment before dying away). But on the other hand, he feels… flattered? He’s never once thought of himself as sexy or even remotely good looking. All that scarring, all those burns… he felt like Frankenstein’s monster.

Years ago, he’d pretty much resigned himself to never having a lover. Who would want to even touch someone who looked like him? But it didn’t bother him all that much. After all, he was so focused on his revenge, he didn’t really have time for romance anyway. He’d shoved any thoughts of sex or love far away into the back of his mind. Of course he has hormones. He’s human, after all. Occasionally he even has urges, but he takes care of those himself.

Now though, reading through these tweets, those urges he’d shoved down are resurfacing. Out of curiosity, he clicks on the profile of the person who made that last tweet about wanting him to “rail” them. There are pictures of a very pretty young woman who looks to be in her early twenties. He also finds more posts about him.

“God, Dabi is so fine. Those scars really do it for me.”

“I wish I could feel that skin. All over me. I don’t care if he’s a villain.”

“Endeavor is a fucking monster. How could anyone treat such a beautiful person so badly?!”

Then more pictures of the woman. One of them in particular catches Dabi’s attention. It looks like she’s standing on the balcony of an apartment. In the background, he can see a restaurant sign straight across from her that he recognizes. Also in the background are several plants in colorful pots, sitting around her balcony.

Dabi rereads her tweets, then comes to a decision. He grins as he heads out the door.

*****

You hum to yourself as you water your potted plants on your balcony, then check your phone. There are tons of notifications from Twitter. Your posts about Dabi, Todoroki Touya, are getting a lot of likes. They’re also getting the attention of some seriously pathetic Endeavor fans who are trying, and failing, to justify the hero’s behavior. Some of them are just outright saying it’s all a lie, that Dabi’s video is just a phony hit piece. You can’t believe how naive they are, or maybe they’re just willfully ignorant. Either way, you’re already running through arguments and points in your mind that you can shoot back with as you step back into your apartment, leaving the glass door to your balcony open.

You step over to the sink and pour yourself a glass of water, still scrolling through replies with one hand, completely absorbed in your phone. A sudden sound, like a heavy thud, comes from your balcony as you’re walking back toward the door, about halfway through your small living room.

You look up from your phone and see Dabi himself standing just inside the door. He gives you a grin and says, “What was it you want me to do again? Rail you until you can’t walk?”

The glass of water slips from your hand and crashes on the floor. You don’t even look down at it. Your eyes are glued to this extremely sexy villain standing in your living room. One who has apparently read all the pervy tweets you made about him. Your mouth falls open, but you have no idea what to say.

He takes one step closer. “Or did you want to feel my skin all over you? Well, here I am.”

“Oh my God,” you finally manage to say, still staring at him. “Is this really happening?”

He tilts his head to the side, his hair falling over one bright blue eye. “That’s up to you.”

You slowly step closer to him, as if he’ll disappear if you approach too quickly. He’s gorgeous, but he’s still a villain. You don’t want to upset him. But damn, you really want to touch him. Maybe just ask for permission?

“Can I… touch you?” you ask.

“That’s what I’m here for,” he says, his grin showing his teeth.

You take one more step, effectively closing the distance between you and him. You reach out one hand and gently touch the side of his face, feeling the spaces where the scarring and healthy skin meet, your fingers grazing over the staples and piercings. You watch his expression, but it remains unchanged. Clearly, he’s not bothered by this.

“You’re so beautiful,” you say in a quiet voice, the words slipping out before you think them through.

Something shifts in his eyes. For a split second, the playful deviance vanishes and something else, something heartbreaking, takes its place. But then he grins again and says, “Look who’s talking.”

Does that mean he thinks you’re beautiful too? You feel a blush creep into your face. “Are you really here to rail me?” you ask.

“Do you really want me to?” he shoots back.

When you answer, your voice is more breathless than you expected. “More than anything.”

He reaches behind him and pulls the door shut, then follows you to your bedroom. As soon as you enter the room, you begin pulling your clothes off. Dabi watches you, not yet taking any of his clothing off. You feel like you’re doing a strip tease, with his eyes following your every move. It’s making heat spread through your body.

When you’re completely naked, you approach him and tug at his jacket. He lets you slide it off his shoulders and drop it on the floor, then he pulls his shirt over his head. You’ve seen him shirtless in the video, but nothing compares to seeing that lovely two-tone skin in person. Dabi’s eyes shift to the floor for a moment. Is he self-conscious about the scars? It seems ludicrous to you, especially since he was willing to show them off to the world in the video. But maybe showing them to someone in person is different.

You can’t help yourself, you have to touch him. You press both hands to his chest and slide them down, gingerly feeling the staples and the different textures of his skin. “It’s amazing,” you whisper.

His eyes shift back to you, and there’s an unreadable expression on his face. Not exactly embarrassed. Not exactly proud. It’s something like surprise, like no one has ever touched him before. “You have a scar fetish or something?” he asks, the playful tone seeming like a mask for whatever he’s actually feeling.

“I don’t know if I’d call it a fetish. I do like scars though. They’re unique to the person who carries them. They tell a story.”

He’s looking into your eyes now as your hands slide down to unbutton his pants. “And what story do mine tell?”

You meet his gaze and say, “One that’s very painful, I can imagine. I’d love to know the whole story someday. For now, I just think they’re mesmerizing to look at, and they feel incredible to the touch.” By this point you’ve pushed his pants down to his ankles, and he steps out of them. He’s not wearing underwear, and you can see all the glorious lines of scarring and staples across his thighs and hips. His cock is unscarred, but there are a few staples in it. You wonder about their purpose, but don’t ask.

Your hands run down his body, over his abdomen, moving around him to brush over his well-toned ass, and then you take his cock into one of your hands and lightly stroke it. It’s been growing harder by the moment, and the motion of your hand is speeding that process up.

Dabi sucks in air through his teeth, his eyes closing and opening slowly like a cat’s. Once he’s fully erect, he reaches down and pulls your hand away. “You’ve been looking me over this whole time. I think I should get a turn.”

With that, he suddenly picks you up and carries you to the bed. The feel of his bare skin on yours sends shivers through your body, and you miss the feel of it when he sits you down on the mattress. You scoot back to give him room, and he gently pushes your legs apart. He hovers over you, his eyes moving all over you, his hands finally reaching out to grope your breasts. His hands are firm and warm as they knead the plump mounds, then he scoots back slightly and leans forward, so that his head is positioned close to your groin.

Dabi uses his fingers to spread open your flesh and look at what’s inside. Then he leans even closer and runs his tongue along the inner folds, tasting your arousal. When his tongue hits your clit, you arch your back and moan. Dabi looks up at you with that unreadable expression again, like he’s just now understanding how much you really want him.

Then he grins again, because he’s discovered your weak spot. His tongue traces circles around your clit, making you squirm beneath him, wanting him to hit the bullseye again. He finally has mercy on you and closes his lips around the sensitive nub, sucking on it before running his tongue over it again. He even lightly grazes it with his teeth.

You cry out in pleasure, running one hand through his soft white hair and using the other to grip the sheets beside you. What name should you call out? Dabi? Touya? You’re not sure, so you so you stick to moans and wordless cries as he absolutely devours you. When you cum, it’s like a tsunami has hit your body, rocking it with wave after wave of rippling pleasure. Your whole body tenses up, your toes curl, and your hand in his hair tightens.

After a few seconds, your body relaxes, and Dabi pulls away, licking his lips. You feel weak, but you see the raging erection between his legs and know you can’t rest yet. He still hasn’t done what he came here to do. You reach for him, placing your hands on his scarred shoulders and pulling him toward you. You want, no need, him inside you. It’s an ache you felt the moment his video started. When you saw that body, those glowing blue eyes, that expression of carefully contained rage and pain… you wanted him like nothing before.

He lingers on top of you, not doing anything, just watching your face. Why is he hesitating? You try to pull him closer, but he’s not budging.

“Please,” you whimper, spreading your legs further apart, giving him the easiest access you can, “do it!”

Desire and lust seem to flame in his eyes. He wants to, you know it. But he waits. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do,” he says, his voice husky and low. Oh, now you see. He wants you to beg for it. Well, you can certainly do that.

You raise your hips from the bed and rub you drenched pussy across the underside of his cock. “Please, I want you inside me! Please fuck me!”

That seemed to do the trick. He smiles as he positions himself just right, then shoves his cock all the way in. He’s so much bigger than you expected, filling you up completely. As he pulls out a few inches, the staples scrape your insides in such a delicious way, you can’t help moaning again. He begins a rhythm of thrusting in and out, slowly at first and then picking up speed. You look up at him, and he’s thrown his head back, his eyes closed, his hands gripping your thighs.

He’s definitely railing you now, but it’s not enough. You might be able to walk tomorrow. In a panting voice, you cry out, “Harder!”

He opens his eyes and looks at your face, sees the lusty desperation there, and suddenly thrusts in so hard that you imagine his cock has entered your womb. His hands move to your waist, where he holds you steady as he pounds you into the mattress, every thrust feeling like it might just break your bones.

You love it. This is what you wanted. This man, this gorgeous, pained, scarred, unique person, being so deep inside you. One of his hands moves to your breast, where he roughly squeezes it. You’re going to be covered in bruises when this is over, but you’ll look at each one with joy.

Your hands are above your head, holding onto the brass headboard for dear life. Dabi moves his hand from your breast down to your clit, where he rubs it, hard enough to make you wince. You were already so sensitive from the earlier action, you cum again on the spot, your body convulsing with your orgasm.

Dabi doesn’t let up, continuing to fuck you as hard as he can as you tremble under him, tears falling from your eyes. You let go of the headboard and lift your weak, shaky arms to wrap them around his neck. To your surprise, he moves his hand from your sore clit and uses it to hold your head up, closer to him, his fingers intertwining with your hair in a gentle fashion. It’s an intimate gesture you didn’t expect from him, even as he rails you as promised. Finally, he cums inside you, filling you with hot sticky fluid, his grip on your waist tightening but the hand in your hair remaining soft. When he’s done, he pulls out and falls onto the bed beside you. You want to cuddle up to him, but you’re not sure how he would react to that. You just met. It’s not like you’re in a relationship.

After a few minutes, your naked body has cooled slightly, so you pull a sheet over the both of you. You reach over to the nightstand to get your phone and ask, “Would you mind if I take a picture of us?”

He looks over at you and says, “What, as a souvenir?”

You blush a little as you answer. “Yeah.”

He scoots closer to you and says, “Sure.”

You hold the phone up, pointing the camera at your faces. It’s obvious the two of you are topless, but you make sure the bottom of the image cuts off just before your tits are shown. You snap the picture and smile as you look at it. “Thanks,” you say.

Dabi gets out of bed and begins putting his clothes back on. “Are you gonna post it?”

You look up at him. “Hmm?”

“The picture. Are you gonna post it on Twitter?”

“Do you mind if I do?”

He shrugs. “Doesn’t bother me.”

You smile and open Twitter, add some comments and hashtags, and post the photo. Dabi pulls on his boots and says, “I better go. If I found your place from looking at your pictures, I’m sure the heroes can too.”

You suddenly regret posting it. “Wait, does that mean you can’t come back here?”

He looks at you with that unreadable expression again. “Do you want me to come back?”

“Of course I do!”

There’s a small notebook and a pen lying on your nightstand. Dabi picks them up and writes something down. “Here’s my number. Call me and we can meet up somewhere.”

You feel an incredible sense of relief. You can still see him. You can call him, maybe even get to know him for real. You take the notebook in your hands and cradle it, as if it’s a treasure. “Thanks,” you say.

Dabi shrugs again, rubbing the back of his head casually. “No problem,” he says back, seeming just a little awkward about it. “See you around then.”

He leaves through the balcony door, and you start humming happily to yourself again as you head for the shower.

*****

Once Dabi gets back to the hideout, he pulls out his phone and checks Twitter. There’s a new post by his new favorite user. There’s the picture of the two of you. Beneath it is a caption, as well as some hashtags. As he reads it, a grin spreads across his face, and then he breaks out into laughter.

“Got railed by the hottest Todoroki! Best day ever! #Dabisofine #Yesithasstaples #Villainsdoitbetter #EatshitEndeavor”

The retirement's going great!

Mr. Compress: “Happy New Year! Have you made any resolutions?”

Spinner: “People actually still do that?—“

Toga: “Stab more!”

Dabi: “Burn more.”

Shigaraki: “Destroy more.”

Twice: “Make more friends.” ☺️

Everyone staring at Twice.

Twice: “… and do more crime!”

Everyone nods approvingly.

dabi's talking about you to shigaraki while you're still in the room but he's paying no attention to you, treating you like you're not even there. you would typically call him out on his behaviour but right now he's telling shigaraki how much you're a good girl for him in bed and you freeze up and get flustered and it's hard not to when he's telling your boss how well you follow orders. "come here doll," he calls barely looking at you. you're confused and nervous but you start walking over to him. shigaraki smirks at the display. "kneel." your supple thighs expand as you immediately drop to you knees, realising that dabi is showing off and if you misbehave it could go very badly, you're in a room alone with two of the most dangerous people on the planet, granted dabi is your boyfriend but that's never stopped him getting angry at you.

dabi just pets your head laughing before turning back to shigaraki and carrying over the conversation. "i didn't have to train her or nothing, it's kind of pathetic really as soon she joined the league she did everything i asked trying to get my attention." you look up at him slightly frowning, he just pushes your head back down. "sometimes she'd look up at me with these doe eyes trying to be all innocent like, asking if i needed help on something. after awhile i gave in and fucked her like the whore she is. she's desperate, always trying to please, it really is pitiful."

"can i see?" you hear shigaraki rasp but you don't realise what he's talking about until you see him gesturing towards your soft body.

"what's in it for me?" dabi casually replies, you can't help but tense up, you don't know what shigaraki wants with you but he's never been one to sit and watch when he wants something, he takes. and right now with the way he's looking you've never been more scared of him before.

"whatever you want."

"okay."

your heart drops.

t. shigaraki nsfw alphabet

🥀A/n: yk the smuts gonna be good when the CW is longer than the authors note ...

🥀Cw: smut, switch!shigaraki, hand kink, dry humping, marking/biting, choking, frottage, cumming untouched, humiliation, scent kink, praise, somnophilia, corruption, mild coercion/aphrodisiac mention, etc

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

probably not really used to giving OR receiving aftercare or just like? that type of intimacy in general? he's definitely very inexperienced relationship wise, but there's also the fact that he's simply not very good at expressing his feelings, and because sex is so vulnerable, he struggles a lot with the aftercare process. he doesn't mean to be negligent, he's just not used to it. probably just kinda lays there for the first few times you sleep together, but would secretly love to be pampered or taken care of, even though he'd never admit it!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

really struggles with picking a favorite body part of his, especially considering both his upbringing and his quirk. however, i think he'd say his eyes, as he's very attentive and observant, along with the fact that theyre unique and a bit unsettling as well. he kinda likes the intimidation factor, but also likes that you think they're pretty. when it comes to you, i definitely think he's a tits guy through and through. whether you have boobs or not, Tomura just loves your chest. if you have boobs, he loves watching them jiggle, he loves toying with your nipples, loves palming them and marking them and just. everything about your chest. whenever he sees you in a low cut top he's drooling. however, i also think he would really enjoy your hands. they're a lot gentler than his own, and you treat him so kindly, he truly didn't know that so much tenderness could be stored in such simple gestures. he loves how soft they are compared to his, but also,,,,, he thinks its hot when you get super touchy with him. loves seeing your hands pleasure him, seeing your hands that are normally so gentle and sweet wringing orgasm after orgasm out of his spent cock... urgh. does something to him. he probably has a weird repressed hand kink but, again, would never admit it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

nasty about it. wants you to cum in him, and if you can't, then on him is the next best option. loves eating you out or giving you head and absolutely sucking you dry, he treats wasting even a drop of your cum as a complete disappointment. also really enjoys cumming in you, on you, just making a mess. likes filling you up and then finger fucking it back inside you, the soft squelching and overall possessiveness is just really hot to him. its not even a breeding kink, moreso a claiming sort of mindset? either way, he wants to be fucked full of your cum or vice versa.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

i think he's a bit of a pervert soooo he probably has a lot. starting off strong, this isn't really a huge secret but his favorite method of masturbation is pillow humping. he wasn't sure if his quirk could work on himself for the majority of his life, and obviously he was not eager to find out, so the only way he could really get off was through grinding or humping something (this led to him having a huge thigh/boot/dry humping kink,,,). also watches a shit ton of porn and hentai but also plays like horny videogames as well, like cloud meadow type stuff. has a secret fancy for tentacle porn or really nasty defilement type of porn, coercion, stepcest, monsterfucking, age gap and heavy power dynamics, etc. finally, his worst and probably most perverted secret is that he is a serial clothes stealer... but particularly underwear and panties. absolutely jacks off to your scent on your underwear and will keep it for himself. he will not tell you about it but would be flustered if you caught him,,, but he lowkey wants to be caught

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

none. he really never had experience before you, he's a virgin who spent most of his life focused on his masters plan and revenge. hes watched a shit ton of porn and filth, so he knows how sex works, and honestly he thinks that he's got a lot more skill than he actually does because of that, but then the first time you actually fuck him he gets super submissive and overstimulated because hes just soooo sensitive. you'll definitely have to take the lead.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

when hes bottoming, probably doggy or mating press, and when hes topping he definitely likes it when you ride him- but i also really think he'd like simple missionary or mating press too. when he's bottoming or subbing Tomura gets a lot more embarrassed about his reactions and the faces he makes, so he prefers for you to be rough and shove his face in the sheets than deal with the intimacy and vulnerability of eye contact. meanwhile, when he's feeling more dominant or topping, he LOVES to see your face and reactions- so he's a bit of a hypocrite. this is very specific to post league/paranormal liberation front Shigaraki, but since he's so much physically stronger and more built, he would absolutely LOVE. to fuck you while holding you against a wall to showcase his strength.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

other than the occasional breathy chuckle or snarky comment i don't think he's very humorous. he's not even super intense or serious either, he just gets very overwhelmed and needy and doesn't really feel the need to joke around if that makes sense ? if you do or say something funny though he will laugh, and when he's (very rarely) topping sometimes he'll be demeaning and make fun of you but he's not being super humorous, its moreso dirty talk.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

happy trail happy trail happy trail urgrhssbsnnnngghhhh DEFINITELY has the prettiest pale blue happy trail on his tummy and base. probably doesn't shave very often but keeps the hair short by trimming it so there's always a bit of length to it. carpet matches the drapes so immaculately that you'd think he dyes his pubes but no he's just. Like That.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

takes a while for him to be very intimate i think, but his first "i love you" probably slips out during sex. once he's comfortable in a relationship, which takes a long time, Tomura is much more romantic and vulnerable during sex, but at the start he's mostly just looking for a way to ease his arousal. he's probably a lot more loving when he's submissive, i think he'd be a little mean when he's dominant (not that he can't be mean and bratty when he's submissive, its just lessened,,,)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

very often, and probably prefers to hump something rather than simply jerk himself off. i think that Tomura probably wasn't sure if his quirk could work on himself for a good portion of his life, and so that caused some difficulties when it came to masturbation- however, pillow humping was genuinely the next best option, and so when he needs to get off quickly thats probably what he opts for. however, he does jack off with gloves on sometimes, but overall i think he prefers humping and grinding. there's something about the desperation of it that turns him on. he's also a very avid porn watcher, and masturbates to some filthy things.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

ohhh he has a lot. marking/biting, choking (giving and receiving), mild roleplay, pegging (although he won't admit it), hand kink, spit kink, frottage, cumming untouched, humiliation (giving and receiving), mild voyeurism, scent kink, feminization (but it would take a little while to convince him), PRAISE, somnophilia, corruption (giving and receiving- likes if you're more experienced than him but also enjoys corrupting you- esp in roleplay), mild coercion/aphrodisiac kink, and probably so much more. down to try anything you want tbh

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

anywhere private. surprisingly doesn't initiate a lot of public sex as he's a bit meticulous about his process and doesn't want to be interrupted. he doesnt mind public sex but prefers the comfort of his own home- or whatever base the league's currently in. however he enjoys the thrill and risk of being caught, so he'll sometimes be risky around the LOV and such. if you enjoy public sex however, he has no qualms about teasing you or being bratty where others may catch you. it honestly depends on how he's feeling.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

literally just. you existing. sometimes its a wet dream, other times its seeing you in a cute outfit, a lot of the times its the scent of your perfume/cologne or just the smell of you that gets him going- truly does not matter. Tomura has a pretty high sex drive but is simultaneously very touch starved and inexperienced before meeting you, so he's practically insatiable. seeing you flustered turns him on as well, but also being flustered by you is a major turn on. also gets really horny when you praise him a lot or if you're INTENTIONALLY trying to turn him on. you expressing that you actually want him is probably his number one turn on, he just loves feeling wanted by you if that makes sense ?

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

the gloves stay on during sex. he wants no chance that he could accidentally hurt you (or worse) with his quirk. also, i think Tomura would actually be against anything that would make you scared of him if that makes sense ? he doesn't trust himself to not hurt you, and in all honesty doesnt want to scare you away. he's very afraid that you'll leave him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers receiving i think. doesnt mind giving either, but hes a LOT more inexperienced and you'll have to teach him!! whether you have a dick or pussy the only experience with giving head that Tomura has is solely based on porn, nothing else. the first time he tries it with you he's verrryyy awkward and needs lots of instructions and gentle guidance but once he's a bit more used to it ? i genuinely think he'd be pretty good at it. however overall he genuinely does prefer receiving, and urghhh the sight of your pretty lips wrapped around his dick has him cumming every time.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends on your mood and how pissed off he is, also depends on how dominant or submissive he's feeling yk? most of the time he's very much a fan of rough and fast but passionate sex, yet sometimes he really juts wants to be pampered and taken care of.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Tomura appreciates them, but prefers longer, drawn out sessions. sure, he'll take any opportunity to fuck you, but would much rather have no interruptions and get to take his time with you. doesn't mean he won't occasionally indulge though, and sometimes intentionally pisses you off in public so that you'll drag him to a nearby alleyway or bathroom just to fuck him silly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yes. absolutely into risks, experimentation, pretty much anything you want to try is on the table if only because he wants to please you and is very curious about kinks in general. HOWEVERR, he will not risk anything in terms of his quirk. the gloves stay on or his hands are tied and away- he simply refuses to accidentally hurt you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i'd say its okay? nothing special but not terrible either. at first it isn't so great since he's so inexperienced, but Tomura makes up for his lack of stamina with his lust and how cute he is when overstimulated. he lasts a lot longer when he's subbing, and a lot of the time when he's topping he'll revert to bottoming at the end simply because he's still horny but doesn't too tired to put in more effort.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Tomura probably owns one or two but they're very basic, like a pocket pussy/fleshlight and maybe a vibrator, but otherwise he doesn't have much. PLEASE teach him the wonders of a dildo and bullet vibrator it would change his LIFE. when it comes to using toys he's very much down to try it out, i don't think thats something he'd be against. i think Tomura would be a bit more nervous about trying out toys on himself rather than you but he will try it if you want him to. he really likes teasing you with a vibrator, especially a remote controlled one. you both have definitely gotten a bit freaky in public with concealed vibrators more than once.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

would love to tease but is too impatient for it!!! he's also so wrapped around your finger that he gives in whenever you flutter your lashes at him and beg, he's just too down bad and hopelessly horny for u. he'll try to be mean or edge you but the second your pleading w him and calling him "Tomu.." he's giving in and letting you cum. in addition to this, he has a love/hate relationship with being teased himself and a LOT of the times it depends on his mood. sometimes he's too irritated and if you tease him he'll either get really angry or just cry and lowkey melt down, but then other times he's being super bratty and just wants to be put in his place. it takes a little while to navigate but the closer you both become and the more prevalent your sex lives become, the better you get at reading him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

super quiet at first, he's very embarrassed about making noise and the best you'll get are soft grunts and panting. however once he eases up he gets a lot more vocal, especially when he's bottoming. he also has a tendency to be a bit of a babbler when he's close, and the first time you get him so overstimulated that he starts pleading as he cums he gets so embarrassed as though it wasn't the hottest thing you've ever witnessed.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

blushes all over his face, and his ears too !!! its very obvious when he's flustered or needy. along with this, he's very sensitive, especially his thighs. theyre one of the softest places on his body, and he really likes it when you bite and mark them. ALSO. a sucker for eye contact. he hates being vulnerable so he absolutely avoided eye contact when you both started having sex, until one day he realizes that he's just. in love with you. and looks you in the eyes as you're both cumming and its the best decision he's ever made. now he can't keep his eyes off you during sex, but still sometimes gets embarrassed...

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

he's a grower for sure. starts off at around 5 inches, pretty average, but grows to around 7 or maybe even 7.5. his cock is thick at the base but thins out a bit, with a pretty pretty pretty pink tip and heavy balls. has a BEAUTIFUL happy trail that's a very pretty shade of pale blue down his lower tummy and base. also his dick is very expressive if that makes sense? he's very twitchy and sensitive and he had a LOT of precum.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

very high, you sleeping with him opens up a whole new world of possibilities for him and all of the desires that he's basically ignored his whole life come rushing forward and suddenly he's horny constantly. this probably occurs even before you both start dating, and its absolute TORTURE for him lmao. before you he never even thought that much about sex outside of porn or masturbation, but once he starts crushing on you he's having dirty dreams, getting random hard ons, waking up w morning wood, URGH he's just very worked up. but yea. all this to say, he has a very high sex drive n is very horny all the time

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

almost immediately, you make him feel very safe and he just passes out. he's very clingy too, and needs to be holding yoh in his sleep. especially at the start of the relationship, Tomura is at his most vulnerable after sex, and truly just wants to be held :( he's just super sleepy n docile and very cute. this is also great if you're into somno because he would very much enjoy you riding him while he just. nods off beneath you. because a lot of the time he's still a bit horny but too sleepy to continue.. its just a win win situation. maybe im just yapping now but i read a while ago about a study where you fall asleep and feel your most tired around the people you feel safest with and i think that applies here.

this is nawt proof read i fear im too lazy 😭😭😭 ANYWYAS !!! ITS DONE !!! i love him so bad hes so fine hes so fine hes so fine i need him. im in my period so im especially horny rn lmao so feel free to send in any bnha thirsts or asks etc

the worst thing about the mha ending was that it was so bad, I found myself agreeing with some of the most insufferable,annoying garbage fans within the fandom (cough* villain stans *cough)