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Anybody Else Disappointed With How Hawk’s Been Written Lately?

(Exclaimer: I still really like MHA & Hawks)

WARNING RECENT MANGA SPOILERS Personally, ever since he killed Twice, Hawk’s character has slowly gone downhill.

It started when there weren’t any moments where Hawk’s feelings on killing Twice weren’t shown. I know he didn’t want to, but seeing Hawks feel the guilt would coincide well with the hero society’s corruption.

Another thing that would’ve been interesting is Hawk’s having mixed feelings on Endeavor after learning about how the latter treated his children. For a long time, Hawks saw Endeavor as a role model like Midoriya and Bakugo with All Might, so I think learning that his hero isn’t so different from his own father would be good character development. Hawks would feel confused on how he should feel about Endeavor for a bit, but will learn to see Endeavor as human after seeing him wanting to atone for what he did. It would be good for the plot too since it’s a parallel to how civilians heavily admire and rely on the heroes while forgetting that they aren’t perfect people.

I don’t like Hawk’s ending. Instead of becoming the new HC president, I would’ve preferred Hawks taking a break from the hero life and learn to live as Keigo Takami. Hawks lived most of life training to be a hero and a tool for the Hero Commission. He deserves to step back. Also, with the Chapter 429 leaks, I didn’t like Hawks new idea with the hero rankings. It doesn’t change the core issues with hero society. I’m going to be hopeful that the last chapter will show positive changes.

Something else I didn’t like was Hawks saying he abandoned his family and should’ve helped. That couldn’t be further from the truth. His parents abused him and his mom abandoned him to the hero commission. Hawks was just a kid. It was also in bad taste when Hawks commended Shoto for forgiving Endeavor when Hawks couldn’t with his parents. This makes it seem like not forgiving your abuser is a bad thing, which it’s not. The main point of moving on with your trauma is to heal from it, not forgive your abuser. If Hawks couldn’t forgive his parents, that’s okay.

I still really like Hawks, but I feel like he wasn’t written to his full potential.

they see you in lingerie v.2

pro heroes x fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — implied size difference, implied smut, 650 words

ua students, villains

todoroki enji (endeavor)

⭑.ᐟ enji’s standing in front of your bed, phone in hand, taking an after work phone call when you walk out. the second he lays those ocean blue eyes on you, his mouth goes a little slack.

he quickly recovers and you can see how now he’s gripping his phone tightly. so tightly it’s starts making creaking noises. he ends the call quickly, his voice gruff. he smirks, eyes still on you and he licks his lips as he stalks towards you.

there is no hint of embarrassment or nervousness on his face or in his body language. just sheer horniness at seeing his girl getting all dressed up for him and looking so delicious.

he grabs you by your waist, pulling you into his much broader frame. he leans down, pulling you into a rough kiss and muffling your giggles.

he kisses you like he could eat you up, and he does… all night.

takami keigo (hawks)

⭑.ᐟ keigo gives you a big grin, eyes roving over your body. he chuckles airily and whilst leaning back slightly.

he says, “wow. you look great babe.” he’s looking at you lewdly, still smirking, imagining the things he would be doing you tonight once he got his hands on you.

you stretch your arms overhead, twirling and giggling to show the lingerie off to him. you watch as he bites his lip, tongue flicking over it once with supple pink flesh is released from his teeth.

once you reach him, you sit on his lap, legs to one side, and throw your arm around his shoulders. his hands grasp your waist and neck, drawing you into a sweet kiss… which quickly turns into something more intense.

you pull back, breathless, and he starts telling you everything he was going to do to you, all night long. and to which, you have no objection.

aizawa shouta (eraserhead)

⭑.ᐟ you walk out while shouta is mid-yawn. typical. he gives you a lazy once-over.

“well, what do you think?” you say.

he stares at you and responds with, “you look fine.”

at this, you pout. “just fine?” you coo. shouta shrugs before motioning with his hand for you to come over to him. as you do so, your brows are furrowed and mouth still in a pout at your boyfriend’s lack of enthusiasm.

shouta sighs as he looks up at you, standing in front of him. he places his hands on your hips, palming them and bringing you onto his lap, straddling him. your hands go to the back of his neck, fingers twirling in his dark locks. he gives you a slight smile before going in for a kiss, but you pull back.

“shouta,” you start, “don’t you like it?”

he rolls his eyes at you, “’course I do. now, stop talking.” he brings you in for a passionate kiss.

you’re the reason he’s going to be sleep-deprived tonight.

sasaki mirai (sir nighteye)

⭑.ᐟ mirai’s already half-way across the room — from the bed to the wardrobe — by the time you come out. you realise that he must have seen your lingerie even before you came out. you giggle, enjoying the way his purple eyes trail over you, back and forth.

“what’s so funny, doll?” his thin brows are pulled slightly together as he closes the distance between you two. hands already on your hips. you bite your lip, trying to stop your laughter. smiling, you shake your head and look down.

mirai’s large hand comes to your cheek, bringing your gaze back up to him. he smiles at you softly, wrapping his other hand other around you. you’re drawn close into his chest, your soft, supple body pressed against his much firmer one.

“you won’t tell me?” he says. his eyes now stare into yours, trying to discern your next course of action.

you bite your lip and slowly shake your head this time. at this, his lips stretch into a smile. “you will.”

#literally them

#one post described the whole enho

They are each other's light💔

Here's your reminder that in season 6 (Episode 115 on Hulu) Aizawa, 6 minutes in, refers to his students as his children 🤚

I believe the exact conversation went:

[Endeavor] "Such a handy quirk - You know, it's not too late to become one of my sidekicks."

[Eraser head] "Yeah, that's a "no." Who else is gonna step in and train all my useless children?"

I have some harsh words for a certain firey man.

Death Battle WHAT IFS and my Winners

SO I WAS BORED AND WIDE FUCKING AWAKE SO I MADE THIS BITCH OF A LIST ENJOY. I uh... may actually do something with this tbh.

Sans VS Ghost Rider (Undertale VS MARVEL) Winner: Ghost Rider Soundtrack Name: Judgment’s Stare

Optimus Prime VS Artocitus (Transformers VS DC) Winner: Optimus Prime Soundtrack Name: Raging Justice

Megatron VS Bowser (Transformers VS Nintendo) Winner: Megatron Soundtrack Name: Tyrannical Factions

The Shredder VS M. Bison (TMNT VS Street Fighter) Winner: The Shredder Soundtrack Name: Criminal History

Darkstalker VS Nicol Bolas (Wings of Fire VS Magic the Gathering) Winner: Darkstalker Soundtrack Name: Wings of Magic

Asgore VS Endeavour (Undertale VS MHA) Winner: Endeavour Soundtrack Name: Flaring Redemption

Springtrap VS Baldi VS Granny VS The Neighbor (FNaF VS Baldi's Basics VS Granny VS Hello Neighbor) Winner: Springtrap Soundtrack Name: Average Indie Slasher

Standford Pines VS W.D. Gaster (Gravity Falls VS Undertale) Winner: Stanford Pines Soundtrack Name: Lost Genius

Error Sans VS Sonic.EXE (Undertale AU VS Creepypasta) Winner: Error Sans Soundtrack Name: I AM ERROR

Dust Sans VS Jeff the Killer (Undertale AU VS Creepypasta) Winner: Dust Sans Soundtrack Name: Stab Through the Soul

Nightmare Sans VS Slenderman (Undertale AU VS Creepypasta) Winner: Slenderman Soundtrack Name: Tentacled Negativity

The Mask VS Bugs Bunny (Dark Horse VS Warner Bros) Winner: Bugs Bunny Soundtrack Name: Cartoons, Blood, and Chaos

Darth Vader VS Voldemort (Star Wars VS Harry Potter) Winner: Darth Vader Soundtrack Name: The Deadly Force

Kai VS Laval (NINJAGO VS Legends of Chima) Winner: Kai Soundtrack Name: Spin and Slash

Luz Noceda VS Harry Potter (The Owl House VS Harry Potter) Winner: Luz Noceda Soundtrack Name: Titan’s Scar

Jay VS Donitello (NINJAGO VS TMNT) Winner: Jay Soundtrack Name: Technology Rules, Right?

Lloyd Garmadon VS Po the Panda (NINJAGO VS Kung Fu Panda) Winner: Po the Panda Soundtrack Name: Chosen Legends

MEGATRON SHOWDOWN (Bayverse, G1, IDW, Prime, Cyberverse, Armada, Animated, Beast Wars) Winner: IDW Megatron Soundtrack Name: Mechanical and Tyrannical, Yessss…

Blackwargreymon VS Nemesis Prime (Digimon VS Transformers) Winner: BlackWargreymon Soundtrack Name: Engineered Devils

SCP-049 VS The Medic (SCP Foundation VS Team Fortress 2) Winner: The Medic Soundtrack: Medicine and Missverständnisse

General Zod VS Omni Man (DC VS Invincible) Winner: General Zod Soundtrack Name: Manipulative Invaders from Space

Kaos VS Zomboss (Skylanders VS Plants V.S. Zombies) Winner: Kaos Soundtrack Name: You Dare Defy ME?!

The Guardians of the Galaxy VS The Ghost Crew (MCU VS Star Wars) Winner(s): The Guardians Soundtrack Name: Rebellions and Superheroes

Jack Sparrow VS Puss in Boots (Pirates of the Caribbean VS Dreamworks) Winner: Puss in Boots Soundtrack Name: Running from Death

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Endeavor’s Mistress - NSFW

Characters: Enji Todoroki (Endeavor)

Last Proofread: June 9, 2023

Concept: Endeavor has a lot of secrets. You being his secretary and operations manager isn't one, but you bring mistress definitely is.

Warnings: Oral with male receiving, marital affair, no clear 'yes' for consent, unplanned pregnancy, baby trapping if you squint, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex.

You have been his right hand when it came to his hero work long before he was married. Where Endeavor was the face of his agency, you were the heart that kept it running smoothly and kept everything up to code.

In fact, you were there from the very beginning of his pro hero career. You helped him build his agency from the ground up. There were somedays where he thought that you even knew the business better than he did! You were reliable and you kept everything running smoothly. Even when he felt like he was falling apart.

You two had worked together for so long that it wasn't uncommon for you two to address each other on a first name basis. When he did marry Rei, you have met and when his kids came into the picture, they knew you as well.

Every event that Rei couldn't attend; you were often there with him. It wasn't uncommon for you two to share meals together or attend formal hero events with him. Afterall, you knew his life almost better than he did. It was your job to keep everything running smoothly and sometimes that meant you had to be his handler as well.

However, when Rei was hospitalized after harming Shoto, that's when his family and his life really started to fall apart. Like you have always done though, you kept things moving and you carried the extra weight without a single complaint. Supporting him and making sure he and the agency successful was your job and you were married to your career.

Then one night, it changed. It was just the two of you left in the offices. Everyone else was either on patrol or asleep upstairs in the dorms. Leaving a skeleton crew on the floor and you in his office with him going through the end of the day paperwork that you needed his signature on. A scenario that had happened a million times since you have started working together.

The difference this time was that he was grumpier and snappier with you than normal. He was finding the smallest details to let himself be agitated over. After the next snap from him about what you were currently presenting for his official signature, you suddenly dropped the stack of papers on the corner of his desk with an exasperated sigh. you pinched your nose and rubbed your fingers across his sinuses.

As if he was just realizing that he was being an asshole, Endeavor looked away and quietly apologized. He offered you some explanation of feeling more stressed out than he ever has before. The pressure of being a single parent and pushing Shoto to be what he wanted him to be. It was all making him snappy and more on edge.

With a snap of your fingers on your free hand, you used your quirk to close and lock his office door. He looked at you with a confused look and questioning eyebrow. Wondering what your motive was as you have never done this before. With a quick twirl of your finger, you used your quirk again to roll him back away from his desk.

Before Endeavor knew what was happening, you were on your knees in front of him. Your telekinesis quirk being used to undo the belt and zipper of his pants. "What are you--- ah!" You didn't give him a chance to protest. As soon as his cock was freed from the confines of his pants, your hand wrapped around his shaft and you started pumping up and down his length. You're mouth quickly following.

Soon, one of his large hands found hold in your hair as the other started gripping the arm of his chair. You could hear his breathing getting heavier and the occasional groan of "fuck" escaping him. His hips would occasionally give a small jerk towards your mouth when you hit a really good spot. It was clear he hadn't been sexually satisfied in quite a while.

You continued to work him until you got the warning that he was about to cum. Your decision to let him cum in your mouth was strictly based on ease of clean up. As he came down your throat, your dutifully swallowed every drop. Pulling off of him when he was done, you took two fingers and carefully wiped your mouth off. The motion being very much like you just had an expensive desert at a high-end restaurant.

As if you had just got done picking up a dropped pencil from the floor and not just sucked off the number two hero, you stood up. Straitened your clothing and hair, then dusted off your knees. "That should fix that." You said so nonchalantly.

You then picked your pile back up. “Now then. These are the forms approving the two new hires that we talked about for the records department. With Janice retiring and our increase in documentation requirements by the commission, this should make things run a lot smoother.” And you just moved on with what you were doing beforehand. Acting like nothing had happened.

Just like that, that was where it had all started. From there, it became an occasional blow job when you noticed that his attitude and his stress levels were becoming higher again. Noticing the built-up tension that he was carrying from doing everything.

Then it started becoming more frequently as he would begin initiating the act. He would start ask you to stay late instead of going up to the dorm or home to your condo. Once it was the two of you either in his office or in one of your rooms upstairs, he would ask for you to be on your knees in front of him at least once a week. That quickly became a nightly part of your routine at the end of the day.

One day, the blow jobs started not being enough for Endeavor. The first time he stopped you from sucking his cock to completion, he reached a large hand down to your face and guided you up and off of his dick. "Not that I don't enjoy you sucking my cock-- " He started as he pulled you up from the floor and then pushed you forward over his desk. "I'm just in the mood for something else." With that, he pushed up your pencil skirt and pulled down your tights and lace thong.

Endeavor then grabbed his cock by the base and bullied it inside of your pussy. Pushing to get all of it on the first thrust. Once he was in you, you could feel one of his large hands on your hip to hold you in place and the other finding it's placement next to your head as he bent over you.

He kept ramming himself in and out of your tight pussy. Fucking you over his desk as he enjoyed the tightness of your pussy and how you were squeezing him. Where he would have normally busted his nut down your throat, this time, he took advantage of being inside of you and instead dumped his load inside of you as he fucked himself as deep into you as he could.

From there, the path of your affair with Endeavor took on a much faster pace than it had when it was only blow jobs. While nothing had changed on the outside between the two of you, it started becoming an almost nightly occurrence for you to end up in his room at the agency every night. On the rare occasion, he would meet you at your condo around the corner from the agency.

When you got pregnant the first time, there was no question about what choice you were going to make. You were married to your career and were not even thinking about kids or having a family. You were barely interested in dating as it took too much attention away from your career. So, there was no way you were keeping this pregnancy.

Nevertheless, you still informed him of it. You didn't let him process the information or have get a reply in before you very matter of fact stated that you were not keeping this pregnancy. You told him that he did not have a say in it either. and stated what you were going to do. Making it clear he had no say in this matter with how you kept it matter of fact.

With him already having four legitimate children with his wife, Endeavor wasn't interested in having more children anyhow. He was in agreement with your plan and even quickly offered up his credit card. He paid for all of the expenses, including having a private car and driver to take you to and from your appointment.

Once it was done, neither of you spoke about it again and your relationship continued as it was. The abortion was just treated as another piece of business that was taken care of.

Two years after your first pregnancy with Endeavor, your affair and position had remained mostly unchanged. You remained married to your job and had completely given up on finding a partner to have a family with. The only thing that really changed was that now you were looking into how to have a family of your own without the support of a partner.

When you decided to stop taking your birth control, you mentioned it casually in passing to him. After all, it was fair to say something. Give him the option to decide for himself if he wanted to use a condom or stop his affair with you. However, nothing changed. He kept dumping his loads inside of you and fucked you on the regular.

When you became pregnant a second time, you didn't share it with him. After all, this was going to be your baby and you had only used him to father your child. He finally noticed when he was laying in bed with you one night and saw how your lower abdomen was become quite round like Rei's did when she was in her earlier months of pregnancy. You couldn't hide it while you were naked.

When Endeavor did finally ask, you were honest and confirmed that you were pregnant. You were very blunt and to the point when you told him that this was going to be your baby. Not his and he would not be allowed to have a father role in raising your child.

Endeavor already had four legitimate children, three that were still alive. He was agreeable with you keeping his bastard child and not being involved as their father. However, he did significantly increase your pay without a word from you. When you had questioned him about it, he merely shrugged and called it a pay raise to accommodate for your cost-of-living increase.

That was the last conversation he had about the child until you gave birth. You had your daughter at the best private hospital that money could buy via C-section. The only acknowledgement that he gave to you being in the hospital was the flowers that he had delivered to your room while you were recovering.

With the extra money from your 'raise' that you received, you were able to pay for everything you needed for your daughter and then some. Only the best nannies, private tutors, professional cooks, private cars and drivers. Everything that you needed to be able to support your child while not sacrificing anything for her career.

The only change that occurred in your relationship with Endeavor was that he was no longer allowed to come to your condo. Afterall, your daughter did not have a father listed on her birth certificate. Only that she was conceived using unidentified donor sperm.

In fact, you two were back to having sex regularly only three weeks after you gave birth to your daughter. It was definitely against medical recommendations, but you had a plan and an idea of how to shorten your time away from work to get the family that you wanted.

When your daughter was only three months old, you discovered that your plan had worked as intended and that you were pregnant again. Just like with your daughter, everything went the same way with your son. Endeavor wasn't to be his father and would continue to keep his distance from your children. Though again, you suddenly received another substantial 'cost-of-living' raise.

Your son ended up being born six days after your daughter's first birthday. Though this time, you had your tubes tied before you left the hospital so that you wouldn't have to worry about birthcontrol again.

Your life with Endeavor and your children didn't change. You had a giant team of staff that was tasked with raising your children for you while you were committed to your career. At night before you would go home to your children, you would spend a few hours in Endeavors room upstairs.

Then that day came. The day of Dabi's Dance where he spilled footage of all of Endeavor's dirty laundry. You watched in horror as his oldest son told the world everything. Your heart hammered away in your chest and your face drained of color.

It was all going to come crashing down. Everything you work so hard for was going to fall apart around you. Then you heard it. Your name coming from Dabi's mouth followed by the names of your four-year-old daughter and three-year-old son as he spilled the knowledge of your nine year affair with his father.

That was the day that the world as everyone knew it started to burn.

doting wife - enji x reader

pairing: Enji “Endeavor” Todoroki x Reader rating: 18+ summary:  ”Enji,“ You said as you walked through the manor. It was summer and Enji wanted to put you something more traditional during these summer months. So you went through the halls of the manor in nothing bout a yukata decorated with flower and flames to signify who you belonged to. As if your round and active middle didn’t give it away.  tags: wife!reader, pregnant!reader, smut, rough sex, doggy style, pregnancy kink, breeding kink

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𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 — 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!housekeeper!reader, this is a dark fic, dub con, power imbalance, suggested age gap, rough sex, gagging, creampie / basically forced breeding, enji is a big meanie, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ dabi was supposed to be my first mha character but daddy won sorry. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3

for once, during your shifts in the Todoroki household, you were breathing easy. you hum, quietly to yourself, as you scrub each dish, before rinsing the suds away to stack it in the draining rack. usually, you were already aching, with your face shoved in a couch cushion with your ass in the air, taking whatever Enji felt like you deserved that day. more often than not, you’d be crying by the time he finished, and tossed you into the floor like a discarded cumrag, smelling like him and shuddering. you told yourself you only kept coming back because you needed the money, but there were other jobs out there. nicer families to work for.

it was the fear that had a grip on you.

when Enji would bark your name, you would always freeze. he only ever acknowledged you when he needed someone to drain his balls anyways, so you knew what you would be doing for the next hour or so.

you were glad that ( it seemed like ) today would be easier on your body than normal. Enji hadn’t left his bedroom yet, and you were almost finished with the dishes. you had to mop the floors and tidy up the bedrooms, and then you could finally leave.

but the running water in the sink silences his usually too-heavy-to-miss footsteps, and you had no idea Enji was coming until you felt his warmth radiating against your back and your eyes widen. “M—Mister Todoroki, I didn’t hear you come i—“

“Stick your little ass out more,” he rasped, one massive hand pawing at your waist, thumb digging into your tummy to bend you into an arch, and you whine as you comply, gripping the platter tight in one hand and the sponge in the other, “the hell ‘m I paying you so goddamn much for, again? There’s cheaper housemaids, you know.”

“S—sir—“

his free hand hooks around your throat and guides your head back to rest the crown against his sternum, pretzeling you into an unnatural S shape and you cower below his massive form. the expanse of his chest seems miles long from this angle, his harsh features twisted into a wicked scowl. you squint, trying not to lock on to his furious eyes, and stared at his mouth instead. “P—please—“

Enji doesn’t even hear your pathetic, little plea, pushing his gargantuan body against yours, he pins you to the countertop, knocking the breath out of you.

“You’re a tight, little cocksleeve, so you’re worth just a little bit more than those old bags that clean twice as good as you do.” he snarls, hunching over to smear his open mouth over your forehead, and a wave of hot breath tickles your countenance, “but you’d better remember that and start acting like the pricey, set of fuckholes you are. If your back’s not arched, and that ass isn’t on display for me at all times going forward, I’m gonna start cutting your pay. You’ll take twice the cock, though. Am I clear?”

with your bottom lip trembling, you nod with wide eyes, holding the plate closer to your chest. you weren’t sure why you still gripped it, other than you simply needed something to hold on to, something to use as a shield, even if it was a useless one.

Enji quirked a brow, tilted his head of one side, and skewed his lips to bare his teeth. “My question requires a verbal response, whore.”

eyes big and nervous, you release the plate and sponge and allow them to slip back into the soapy water, splashing your top as they do so, but you try to wrap your smaller hands around his forearm when you feel his fingers wanting to tighten around your neck, threatening for you to submit to him or face the severe consequences. “Y—yes sir!” you stammer, holding on to the hardest muscle you’ve ever felt contract under your fingertips.

the hand on your waist careens downward and forces its way between your thighs, and you squirm when calloused fingertips, as rough as sandpaper, rub hard against your panties, “I thought I told you about this, too.” he hisses, coaxing a damp patch against his fingers as he kneads your sensitive sex through the lingerie. you whimper; Enji had made it beyond clear— panties were forbidden. that way, he could easily bend you over any piece of furniture in his home and fuck you without the irritation of having to strip you first. but the skirt he demanded you wear as part of your uniform was much too short, and when you scrubbed the floors on your hands and knees, if you weren’t wearing anything underneath, every inch of your most vulnerable section was exposed. you were embarrassed.

“I’m sorry,” you breathe out, wriggling atop his hand. even though he’s much too rough with your softer, more fragile body, it reacts by pooling slick, attempting to ease the friction he’s causing. “T—the skirt is just so short, I—“

“How many times?” he barks, effectively shutting you up as he wraps his fist around the waistband, “How many times have I had to rip them off of you?”

a soft plea for mercy dies on your tongue. a lot. so many times that you were running out of undies. “T—too many…”

with one, brisk jerk, he’s shredded the fabric, pulling the wad of damp cotton from between your legs in his fist. your body’s jostled by the force, and you gasp, knocked off balance, but pinned too tight against the sink to fall.

“And you still wore them today?”

“I won’t wear them anymore,” you add in a desperate breath. “I— I promise I won’t, p— please don’t be angry with me, I’ll be goo—!“ you were tripping over your own words, terrified of what he had in mind for a punishment. his voice was husky and diabolically low, all of his muscles taut, and you were most afraid of being on the receiving end of his strength if he took the notion to strangle you; you were in a most compromising position. however, your promise to behave is cut off as he jams your own, tattered panties into your mouth, using his thick, long digits to shove the fabric all the way to the back of your throat, and your bargaining melts into a helpless gurgling. the tips of his fingers tease the gag reflex he knew was there, and your eyes well up with tears as you stare up at him, attempting ( and failing ) to push the lingerie out with your tongue. it was only after he pulled his fingers free that you bite down on the underwear, and taste yourself.

“I don’t have the time to punish you properly,” he growls, shoving you further over the sink. you’re swept off your feet, and they dangle a few inches from the floor, the very tips of your toes barely dragging against it, hands scrambling to find solidity, and planting your palms against the bottom of the sink, soapy water sloshing, soaking your shirt, overflowing into the floor. “I’ve got somewhere to be, but, I need a fuck first.” the way he said it made your stomach turn. he wasn’t asking. he wasn’t even trying to pretend that you had a say in what he did with your body. he reaches between your bodies to retrieve his cock, which you are not surprised is already solid and mighty ( you swore he was hard every time he got the chance to degrade you ), and without so much as a moment for you to suck in a breath and prepare yourself, he forces his way inside.

he was so fucking big.

you whimper, blinking back tears. had you not been gagged with your own panties, you would’ve screamed. no matter how many times he used you, your body never adjusted to just how thick he was. your walls have no choice but to stretch to their limit, kissing every angry vein, sealing around his base when he bottoms out. you swear, with the force he likes to drive himself into you, and his impossible size, he must not care if he bursts through your belly. it definitely felt like he might— there was a distinct pressure against your lower abdomen, and you knew that had you not been smushed against the countertop, the shape of his cock would bulge against your navel.

Enji groans, dropping his head back. “You’ve still got the tightest cunt I’ve ever conquered,” he may have meant it as a compliment, but you could do very little besides yowl through your gag and kick your feet as he pounds you, hard and fast, desperately trying to find something to hold on to that wasn’t water, “she never quite gets used to my cock, does she? Still too big for her?” you could hear the splashing as the dishwater rains down on the floor, and you knew that once he was done with you, you would still have to clean up the mess he was making.

nodding, you try to reach both hands down between your legs, instead. you couldn’t pull him out, you knew that, but you could try and soothe your poor, abused sex by cupping it with one hand, your other trying to push against his herculean thigh in hopes to slow him down.

“Good,” he grunts, releasing your throat and grabbing both of your arms at the elbows, jerking your hands away from your own body. with a pitiful whine, you clench your fists as he wrenches your arms back, and uses the new leverage to toss you back and forth, meeting his merciless fucking, “the way you clench when you’re trying to handle my cock…” leaning with all of his weight against your back, he pants into the shell of your ear, “it only makes me want to fuck your useless, little brains out. Harder, and faster.” each word is emphasized as he does just that, pounding you so brutally that you see stars behind your eyelids, shaking you back and forth violently— to the point it made you lightheaded. you squeal and beg and choke on your gag, drool leaking out of the corners of your mouth, tears on your cheeks.

you didn’t want to admit it ( and couldn’t, even if you wanted to ), but the constant battering of his thick tip into a cluster of delicate nerves had driven you over the edge. it was relentless, the way he destroyed your body and your mind; each time his cock hit the bundle in you, your eyelids fluttered, and your brain turned to mush.

somewhere amidst the cruel and bestial assault, you’d dropped off. you fell apart, legs shaking and core pulsing, milking him more fervently, until you gave into the intensity of the orgasm and your eyes rolled back.

he saw this, and moaned in approval, “Don’t black out, slut. I’m about to flood your guts.” his cock was throbbing when he gave you his deepest, hardest thrusts. you yelp in protest when the head of his cock bumps your cervix, but you could do absolutely nothing to stop it, not with the mountainous man holding you down with every last ounce of his weight. you simply had to take the pressure, and rope after rope of warmth that he shoots into you. your toes curl when he pulls back to slam himself home one last time, and the last few spurts of his release dribble out of your quivering hole when he pulls out.

letting go of your arms and stepping back, he tucks himself back into his uniform as you collapse. first, into the sink, and then, when your feet hit the floor, your knees buckle and you slide into a trembling, messy heap in the floor. you can feel the puddle of soapy water under your bum, it’s soaked the rug, too. exhausted, panting, with your thighs vibrating and your sex clenching uncontrollably, you sag against the side of the cabinet door. you shy closer to it, trying to meld into the wooden panel when Enji steps closer, and grabs your chin to tilt it up. your panties still lodged in your mouth, you look up at him with glassy eyes, wincing at his very touch.

“You’re staying late tonight, after you’ve finished your cleaning duties I want you to wait for me to come home and ruin you again, on your knees by the door like a proper whore.” he says, in a matter-of-fact baritone. you nod slowly.

you were, once again, fucked into complete obedience.

7.62 inches long. 3.47 inches wide. curves lightly to the left. tip is EC9EC0 pink, shaft is a creamy beige. three distinct veins with the longest ranging from the base to the tip on the middle right side. excretion is macaroon cream and hes trimmed but not clean shaven.

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⇒ Series: Intro, 1 ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Dabi x Reader, Toya Todoroki x Reader  ⇒ AU where Toya yoinked Shoto and they ran away from Endeavor’s abuse. Story under cut! (Toya is 16, Shoto is 6) ⇒ 812 words ⇒ Chapter 1 coming soon!! Hope you guys like this idea!

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“W-What are you doing?” Toya’s quick movements to shove stuff in a backpack stopped hearing Shoto’s voice enter his dark room. “Come here,” He whispered out, lighting a small blue flame from his palm to see his younger brother. The left side of his face was bandaged up as earlier their mother poured boiling water on his face. Toya tensed up, his eyebrows furrowing together at the resentment he has towards his parents. 

“We’re gonna play a game, okay? But I need you to keep this between us, alright?” Shoto nodded, his free eye shining with excitement. “You’re going to go to your room, pack some clothes and then meet me outside under the tree, okay?” Shoto nodded once more, his hands into small fists. “Okay go on,” With that, he left to his room being quiet. 

Toya opened his dresser and pulled out a box full of cash that he stole overtime from Enji. Stuffing it into the bookbag, he stood up and took a look around his empty room. ‘I have to do this.’ He reminded himself before slinging the back over his shoulder and slipping out through his window. He proceeded to jog over to the tree. Leaning against the tall trunk, he tapped his fingers against his arm waiting for Shoto. 

Within a few minutes, he saw his little brother exit the front door and jog over to him. “I got my bag ready, what now?” Toya bent over and picked up Shoto in his arms. “Now, we go on an adventure.”

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The morning sun coated the town in a burnt orange color. Toya looked over at Shoto who was fast asleep in his arms, wrapped with his jacket. By now they had reached the Shizuoka Prefecture. The only town that he could access by walking. ‘I need to hurry, he’ll find out soon.’ The thought of getting caught made his blood run cold. They both endured a lot, he couldn’t begin to what would happen if their father found them. What would happen to him, to Shoto. 

Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts, he walked to the subway station. Purchasing two tickets, he entered the cart and sat down, holding his younger brother close to him. The only plan he had was to take the train to Tokyo, Japan hoping you would be there. The fact that their future was running on pure luck made him furious but it was a situation where he had to gamble it all on his one lead. 

The other day he had seen you on the news, doing Hero work for your internship program. He tapped his foot against the metal floor, his nerves getting the best of him already. The trip itself was 4 hours give or take, but he couldn’t keep wondering what if. Maybe rest would do him good, but he refused to doze off surrounded by strangers. He had to keep an eye on their stuff and on Shoto.

Within 4 hours, they arrived at the Tokyo station and Shoto woke up just in time. “Where are we?” “Tokyo.” He kept a tight grip on Shoto’s hand, not wanting to lose him in the crowd. “What about mom and dad?” His heart tightened at his words. “We’ll see them soon don’t worry. Are you hungry?” He nodded, his bi-colored hair shaking with the movement. “Let’s get some food then.” 

They walked to the closest restaurant who was serving mainly breakfast. For it was currently 7am. Toya waved over a server to which they were seated in a booth against the window. “What are you feeling like?” He looked at Shoto. “What can I have?” “Whatever you want.” They both settled on getting Omurice and peach iced tea. A small smile graced Toya’s features seeing Shoto so at peace for once. ‘I have to do this.’ 

They continued further in Tokyo, Shoto carrying a to-go order of cold Soba. In the distance, there you were. Talking to some classmates. Your (h/c) shining in the sunlight, making you look ethereal. “(_)!” He waved his arms at you to catch your attention. Excusing yourself from your classmates, you ran over to him. “Toya? What are you doing here?” “We need to talk,” he glanced at Shoto, “Somewhere private preferably.” 

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“Are you crazy?” You whisper-yelled to your friend, after hearing his plan. “What would you have done if I wasn’t here?” “I don’t want to think about that.” Taking a moment to think what he said over, you watch Shoto feeding the Koi fish. A heavy breath released from your lungs. “If you’re serious about this, then stay with me. Next week I get deployed in Seoul, Korea. He won’t find you guys there.” Your last words were whispered. He nodded, taking your hands in his and squeezing them. “Thank you,” He whispered back. 

Flurries

⇒ Oneshot  ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Enji Todoroki x Reader, Endeavor x Reader ⇒ Cute oneshot I made earlier in the month about wrapping xmas gifts bc I suck at wrapping stuff. (I’ll make a banner another time) ⇒ 609 words

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White specks floated graciously throughout the streets, catching the attention of ♡. The beautiful ivory snow coated the trees as well as much of the sidewalk and buildings. “I really love the snow,” ♡ said in awe. With their winter boots, they kicked up the snow in a giggling feat. Their partner, however, wasn’t as excited about the weather as ♡ were. Although Enji still did dress up for the weather, wearing a black turtleneck and a large tan paraka. ♡ was dressed in a similar fashion, seeing that they wanted to match with him. It took some convincing for him, but ♡ ’s sweet smile was all he needed.

“How about this?” His gravelly voice calls out to them, pointing at one of the various shops in the outside mall outlet. “Yep!” ♡ grabbed the arm he used to point and dragged him into the store. Several small charms and gifts lined the walls and shelves of the building ranging from snowglobes, hero merch, and jewelry. The red-head watched ♡ pace up to the glass box of necklaces, bowing down slightly to examine it. Their black puffer coat reached their knees, which wasn’t zipped up as they were inside for the time being.

Enji admired the way ♡ ’s nose and cheeks were rosy, due to the cold. He reached out, grabbing their hand to warm them up with his own. “Enji! How about this one?” With their free hand, they pointed at a specific necklace in the box. It was a simple golden chain with a golden snowflake encrusted in small diamonds. “It’s perfect.” He chuckled, rubbing their hand with his thumb. “And this one for Fuyumi?” ♡ pointed at another necklace, a similar gold chain but with a pearl heart. “She would love that.”

Once the gifts were paid for, ♡ led Enji to another store to find more gifts for their loved ones and friends.

“What is that?” ♡ looked at the crinkled mess of wrapping paper that Enji tried disguising as a present. “I’ve...never wrapped anything.” “Yeah I can tell.” With the tip of their foot, they nudged Enji to scoot over and make some room for them to sit on the floor with him. “Here, watch closely.” Ripping the disaster that he treated, ♡ wrapped one of Rei’s gifts elegantly and placed a bow on top. He tried once more on a gift for Shoto, but failed once more. “I think you should wrap them.” He pushed the rest of the gifts towards ♡ . “Alright, but you have to sign them!” ♡ handed Enji a permanent marker and he got to work on the wrapped gifts.

“Are you hungry?” “No.” ♡ ’s stomach rumbled, causing them to laugh. “I guess I am then.” Enji leaned against the couch, pulling ♡ into his lap while they continued wrapping gifts. “How does takeout sound?” The #1 Pro-Hero asked, resting his chin on top of ♡ ’s head. “Better than cooking, are they coming over for the gifts?” “Fuyumi is coming over to pick them up and drop them off.” “Ah okay. I hope they like the new house.” “I’m sure they do.”

♡ felt him tense up. “Hey, it’s gonna be okay.” ♡ dropped their head against his chest to look up at him. He smiled warmly, pressing a kiss to their forehead. “How about Nabe?” “Yes!” ♡ shot up excitedly, hitting Enji’s chin on the way up. “Haha, whoops.” Pressing a kiss to his chin, ♡ turned around and hugged him, laying on his chest. “Nabe it is.” His chest rumbled from his laughter, a soothing tone that ♡ has grown to love.

Nah the way Dabi released a diss track on Endeavor and Hawks DURING A WAR is crazy