Bakugou Breaks The News To Todoroki

imagine the league is about to leave for a mission and you're staying at the hideout with kurogiri cause your quirk won't be that useful (mostly because shigaraki just doesn't like putting you in danger, but there is no way in hell he's saying that out loud).

so everyone is lingering in the doorframe awkwardly, waiting for tomura to kiss you goodbye, but he is simply... not stopping.

you go to give him a small peck on the lips, but when you try to pull away from him, he starts fully making out with you, tongue, teeth, and everything. giving absolutely zero fucks about whether is anyone looking or not. groaning into your mouth and pressing you against the doorframe with a bang, adding to the already uncomfortable situation for everyone. the sound of lips smacking makes you wanna die of embarrassment.

kurogiri, from across the bar: "...i do not condone this."

spinner: "um, shigaraki, don't you think, um-"

dabi: "what the hell, dude, are you trying to kiss her or tongue-fuck her? fucking creep..."

twice: "waaah! i'm not looking not looking! okay, i'm looking with just one eye! look at him go!"

compress, covering toga's blushing face: "maybe... take it somewhere more private?"

he stops after a few seconds, parting from you, licking away the string of saliva still connecting your mouths. your flustered face is so cute when he kisses you like this, it makes him want to stay and never leave you... but alas.

"tch. now i really don't wanna leave... stop with the whining you brats. let's get going."

seemingly unbothered, shigaraki turns to leave, walking ahead of everyone. you stand in the doorframe with your face and ears burning till you lose sight of them.

kawaiiiiiiiiguts, 2024. don't repost or copy my writing, minors dni.

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

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

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

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

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

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

a stark contrast to your boyfriend.

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

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

“are ya’ even tryin’ there, hawks?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Spinner, confessing to Tomura.

Spinner: “The time we’ve spent together has been the most important time of my life. I’ve admired you so much as a leader and as a friend and somewhere along the way it’s turned into something more— something deeper. My heart yearns for you. I’m in love with you.”

Spinner: “Okay, how was that, Toga?”

Toga, currently transformed as Tomura, helping Spinner practice his confession speech.

Toga, holding back tears: “I think it’s perfect.”

Spinner, nodding: “Okay. I’m going to go tell him right now. I’m going to march right up to him and say exactly what I just said.”

Spinner, leaving the room and walking over to the real Tomura.

Spinner: “Tomura?”

Tomura: “Yeah?”

Spinner: “The time we’ve spent together has been the most important time of my life and… uh…”

Tomura: “…?”

Spinner: “Wanna play duos in Fortnite?”

Tomura: “You don’t have to get all sappy to ask me to play Fortnite. Yeah, I’ll play.”

Spinner: “Great.”

Spinner, walking back into the other room, where Toga is now transformed back into herself.

Toga: “… You panicked and asked him to play Fortnite, didn’t you?”

Spinner, falling to his knees.

Toga, patting him on the back: “We’ll try again tomorrow.”

headcanons of dabi as your boyfriend! ⋆ ˚⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚⋆

pairing: dabi x you! content warning: he's better than your irl boyfriend!

dabi is always breaking into your house. doesn't matter if you give him a key, he'll give you a mini heart attack every time by showing up at midnight outside your balcony. he thinks it's romantic when he's waiting on the other side of the glass for you, drawing hearts on the window that's fogged up from the cold outside. claims he lost the key (he knows exactly where it is) just so he can scare you by popping up in your room at the most random times. you'll go to sleep at night alone and wake up the next morning to him snoring on the pillow beside you with his greedy hands around your waist

he has you wear a necklace with his initial on it. he thinks you look so pretty with that shiny & silver 'd' wrapped around your neck. the chain is thin and delicate so you can wear it everyday with ease. he loves watching you from afar when you're unsuspecting. you have no idea he's standing just a few feet away from you while you check out your groceries, but he's watching you happily. he's satisfied knowing you're wearing the necklace even when he isn't around—just like you promised you would.

he knows the best abandoned spots ever. he'll take you on dates to the rooftops of buildings all the time. you loved the clear view of the sky and stars from being up so high, and he loved the way your hair blew and whipped around in the wind.

he has a secret playlist of songs that remind him of you. they're mainly filled with songs he'd snuck in from your playlist. he always says your music taste is trash and that you had no idea what real music was. but as you're driving (this man does not know how to drive a vehicle without committing a felony) he'll be tilting his phone away from you in the driver seat and adding the songs to his "my lady" playlist.

secretly a softie for cuddles. he'll always groan and grumble under his breath about how he's only cuddling you because he knows you like them, but inside he's so happy to just wrap his arms around you and spend quality time with you after a long day. he's fallen asleep many times like this. you'll be watching some old horror movie on the couch with him, running your fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp, and at some point you'll realize he stopped teasing you whenever a jump scare came on—and then you'll realize he's drooling all over you and sleeping like a big baby.

no because its that they're the fear responses. the todoroki children are all just the fear responses. touya is fight, natsuo is flight, shoto is freeze, and fuyumi is fawn. when you stare down abuse every day you have to react somehow, and they all just developed different methods of coping with it

👉 I CAN'T CHOOSE ONE, I WANT THEM ALL! 😎👌🔥

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Hero work has never been so rewarding-...

dating touya and always stealing this particular jacket that you secretly wanted for yourself only to be reminded "im just letting you borrow it" every time you reach for it.

you and touya break up and youre thinking back on that jacket months later because it "couldve elevated this outfit" so you go searching in your closet for an alternate option only to find that jacket balled up in the back among a pile of clothes he delivered to your front door just days after the break up.

you think about texting him. he probably mixed it in your clothes on accident? or maybe not. he would've texted you about it by now. maybe he doesn't want it back.

your finger hovers over his contact information.

it's been 2 months of getting that twinge of hope sparking up touya's spine whenever his phone vibrates in his pocket. it's never you, and he's been waiting for a while and he knows he will for a while more.

maybe you are just as cold as he tried to make you out to be- keeping this jacket of his knowing that it's his favorite. knowing that you wanted nothing to do with him. despite that, he hopes to see you around in it these days.

the jacket doesn't leave your bedroom. you never pressed the call button. he doesn't hear from you again.

"Shigaraki was my shining hope…

Tomura Shigaraki was my hero!

He was… my very first friend!!"

ch. 427

I need him !!