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why do i feel like shoto would overhear the word dookie then try to call you it after

like on sum “hey lil dookie” then u just burst out laughing and he’s just there like 🙁

dabi’s the type to get a tongue piercing just to fuck u stupid with it

imagine fucking dabi after a mission gone well and fucking him after a mission gone bad

dabi’s fuck playlist consisting of partynextdoor, deftones & miguel

dabi promising to die for you while y’all fuck and only u

painter!dabi painting a pic of u sleep after a long night

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

Every fermentation, every dissolution, necessarily has to lead to either annihilation or a new organization; but there is no annihilation; hence the youth of the world has to return again from our decomposition.

Hölderlin, Letter to Johann Gottfried Ebel

all i can think abt is shoto crushing on a strong! reader,, wether it's their physical strength or their quirk, i feel like he would just be so attracted to power, and even while pinning after them he just compliments them all the time.. mauehe 😈

you may be onto sum anon 😁😁

todoroki shoto was no doubt one of the strongest students in not just his class but the whole school.

thus, he was no stranger to power and all that comes with it.

that was until he met you. when he had first seen you use your quirk he was awestruck.

seeing you defeat your foes with the snap of your fingers was more than attractive, it was addictive.

he wanted more of you, no, needed more.

so every time aizawa was assigning groups for training he’d make sure to go against you just so he could experience your strength first hand.

eventually he inevitably develops a crush and it’s not just a little school crush either

he begins watching you while you train, heart palpitating with each of your heavy breaths

don’t forget the mass amounts of compliments he gives you at the end of sessions and classes, waiting for you at the door

once y’all start dating you even start training fighting each other

he never minds losing against your though and especially doesn’t mind being trapped under you

Love Bomb

18+

Todoroki Shouto X Reader (BNHA)

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Sex Pollen, Angst & Fluff

During a fundraiser, you’re hit with an odd quirk; your ex-boyfriend is there to save you.

Read it Here!

Omg, I loved your little blurb about Shoto and Y/N in the library! If you’re not taking requests then I apologize, but could you write a part two to it? Maybe after graduation? Thank you 🙏♥️

[ read part 1 here ]

you sat down at the restaurant table. it was a fancy one, a new one shoto insisted on going to as soon as you both were free from your jobs. you both had only graduated a few months ago but barely had time for each other. thus shoto insisted that any time you both were free would be reserved for you to spend time together.

you subtly checked out the man you’ve watched grow since you both were sixteen - he was beautiful. “i’ve missed you.” shoto said, not so subtly checking you out.

“i’ve missed you, too.” you smiled as the waitress set down two menus.

“so how have you been?” you asked, eyes glancing over the various appetizers.

“izuku and ochaco are officially dating.” he answered, flagging down the waitress before setting down his menu.

“oh?” you looked up smiling before noticing his nonchalant expression. “oh.”

“yeah, i don’t think it’s what’s best for them right now.” the waitress set down both of your foods.

“well, maybe they’re happy.” silence passed as you both ate. it was always fun settling down and talking with shoto. even if the conversation topic was one of your mutual friends.

“do you think we’re happy?”

you looked up from your plate with surprise. where was this coming from? “o-of course! baby, i love you.”

suddenly he got up, kneeling in front of you. reaching in his back pocket, pulling out a tiny black box. your hands immediately went up to cover your mouth in shock. “i brought you three rings before i settled on this one. so hopefully you like it.” his other hand went up to scratch the back of his head.

“shoto…”

“when i first saw you it’s like i could breathe again and when you kissed me i could love again. i never thought i would ever deserve someone like you. but you deserve so much more and i promise to be the best i can be for you, if you allow me. if you allow me, i will make sure your tears are never bitter, your pain never goes unnoticed, your love never wasted. y/n, will you marry me?”

tears welled in your eyes at his words. how could someone ever love you this much? “yes.” you answered, hugging your fiancée.

imagining being pregnant with simon’s baby and him stuttering while talking to ur belly

him insisting on you retire from service as soon as you find out

him being extra careful on the battlefield

imagining him carrying a pic of ur ultrasound in a tin box in his chest pocket

him finally getting home and cherishing you right at the end of your third trimester

✎ ２０ ｍｉｎｕｔｅｓ

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙙𝙨𝙢

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you guys hadn’t even been going at it for that long. you were only 20 minutes in and he was already getting squirmy. you smirked, he was so cute. he was holding on tight to your right hand. his hair was damp against his forehead. “youre doing so good.” you praised him, trying to prevent your voice from trembling. he began getting louder, his soft whimpers only making you want to go faster.

he turned his head to the left, his expression contorting, he squeezed his eyes shut and let out a small cry. “baby~” you spoke lowly, the noises of both of your bodies smacking eachother getting louder and louder. you stick two of your fingers in his mouth, trying to get him to last longer. you take your fingers out as spit dribbled onto his chin. you leaned down and engulfed him into a deep kiss. your lips muffling his whines. you could feel his eyebrows furrow as he desperately was trying to return the kiss as if this kiss would stop his world from crumbling.

after a good ten seconds you released him, slowly raising your head above his, both of you panting. you could see a string of spit connecting both of your lips. normally you’d think this was disgusting but at this point anything he did was hot. you began to kiss his jaw and neck, making sure to nibble his smooth skin along the way. this was a bad idea because he quickly became much more fidgety. “i- i need...” he stuttered out quickly. you cupped his cheeks and looked him in his eyes. “ hold on alittle longer okay?”

you then laced your left with his right hand and wrapped your right hand around his throat. you started to move faster, tightening your grip on him slightly. he began to rub his feet together, this is what he usually did to prevent himself from giving in. “this was gonna be a long night,” you thought as you felt yourself tighten around him. but there was no way you was going down this easily.

❥ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｌａｔｅ

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩

𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤 & 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙤𝙣𝙚

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you looked up with curiosity and interest. It was currently 1:30 am and the moon seemed to dance throughout your room in the attic. It was pleasant and it was beautiful. Almost to the likes of the man whom stood in front of you.

his beauty was of a thousand moons and you were just a star lucky enough to share the same galaxy. You wanted to explore all that he was; caress every individual blemish and scar that every dared to deface such a beautiful canvas. You were like an artist and he was your Dorian Gray. And when he looked at you, your heart screamed. It screamed for his love, for his touch.

instead his scarred hands would then travel down to undo his belt as you continued to marvel from your spot on the queen bed. Slowly your hands would go up to take off his black turtleneck, fingertips caressing the muscle that toned his abdomen. Once his shirt was fully off, you would gaze upon his upper body. Your hand would unconsciously go to touch the new scar that was still purple on his left side. It was beautiful. You shifted as you went up to plant a kiss on it as he exhaled forcefully.

you loved every part of him. Every part that touched you, every part that complimented you, every part that loved you even if he had a funny way of loving you. But your hips had missed his and thus he moved to take your skinny jeans off. Hands fumbling with the tightest of the material around your plump skin. You smiled softly at how he handled you.

eventually you both were unclothed in the dark room, the only light trickling in lightly to reveal he had moved from the side to the end of the bed. He would lift you and put you down in the middle of the bed. The moon seemed to agree with you as it had reflected in just right onto his face and chest. You gazed in awe.

your heart seemed to palpitate as he wrapped his palms around ankles, his eyes concealed by his crimson & ivory locks. He started off slow, first trailing up your legs, laying various kisses. Once he had reached your inner thigh he stopped which scared you.

opening your eyes you looked down immediately meeting his gaze. He stared at you in silence, it was the first time he had made eye contact with you since he walked in your apartment door.

“watch.” So you watched as he licked his two fingers before pushing them into your warmth. You whined, hips pushing into his hand as he pumped once only for him to stop again. His eyebrow quirked upwards with confusion. You quickly flickered your eyes back downwards.

his tongue would then emerge into the arena. His lips planting kissing all throughout yours. You moaned his name, hand going up to grip his hair as he quickened his pumps.

closing in on your climax, your legs wrapped around his body. “Sho,” You whimpered.

“i know, my love.” He pulled his hand out only to replace it with it with his member, whispering into your ear. He lacked his previous temperament though cause he proceed to pump into you with such velocity that the bed cracked.

you moaned into his shoulder, hands scratching his back in ecstasy. He never touched you like this. Held you like you would be gone, kissed you with a softness, loved you like you mattered. Despite this, you loved him.

“shoto!” You exclaimed as his lips took residence on your nipple. His tongue could work magic you swore.

his hips continued their assault in and out of your walls which some how could take all 7.8 of his inches. With how little he fucked you, you were surprised you could still take him at all. But with every fuck he stretched you out further and looking down you could swear your stomach was being pushed upwards.

you cried with his each of his pumps into you. It wasn’t enough. You wished to feel him everywhere, in all that you were. You cried with every squeeze of his hands on your skin. You prayed his heart wouldn’t forget the warmth you provided with your tears.

“fuck.” He muttered as his hips jittered into yours, leaving future bruises in their wake. His hand came up to rest on your throat as he finished inside you, cum painting your walls white. You thanked him because to be touched by him was to be seen & loved by all that mattered.

you were no longer bound by all that defined you, you loved.