Me With My Recent Fic 😔

Actually one of my favorite things is when proshippers are bullied out of specific fandom spaces and then you get to watch that fandom cave in on itself and burn to death or become this sad little cesspit of the same 15 people regurgitating the same repetitive, bland content while scream-crying about how their fandom is dying or how their content gets 0 engagement.

Like buddy. You harassed the seasoning out of the soup. Now you just have water. Enjoy.

"people who stay up at night are either insomniac or In love" people who stay up at night read gay fanfiction on AO3 what are you on about?

pretty pretty boss 💄✨

Gonna gargle it

I wasn't done yet

WHEEZE

*In the midst of trying to flirt with Dabi*

You: *proceeding to get closer to him* So… wanna go upstairs?

Dabi: Alright, I guess

You: You got protection~?

Dabi: Why, what’s up there?!?

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Frothing at the mouth rn

my version of the vol29 cover 🤤🤤💦

I can now rest in peace ✨

It All Starts with a Kiss

Femme! MetalHead ShigaDabi x Femme! Reader

[TW] - Mature Content Alert 18+ ONLY PLEASE! wlw action, femme presenting reader, cunnilingus, face sitting, pet names, alcohol mentioned, smoking mention, marijuana mentioned, completely not proofread , might delete later who knows...

You leaned over the counter in your tour bus bathroom, eyes half lidded while you carefully applied your lipstick. It didn’t have to be perfect, but you liked a little control when it came to your haphazard lifestyle. Besides, you’d already screwed up your eyeliner and that was already pissing you off. When you leaned back up to inspect, however, a sharp hand grabbed your face. 

The bassist, Touya. God she was a woman. Lips constantly turned into this pouty scowl that shook you to your core and cold blue eyes that threatened to eat you alive. It made your breath hitch as she studied your face, clearly shaken by the sudden grab. A smirk played on her lips painted a charcoal black. You didn’t even hear her come in.

“You’re really layering it on tonight, dollface.” She teased mercilessly, although she was right. You didn’t usually care too much of your appearance, but tonight you’d just wanted a little something different. Touya pursed her lips together, pondering something for a moment. “Oh you also missed a little something.” 

Before you could question her she pulled you in, her lips connecting with your cheek harshly before pulling back quickly. A gasp left your lips. You looked to the mirror to see her handiwork, a bold imprint of her lips plastered on your cheek. 

“Touya!” you exclaimed. She laughed almost maniacally while she sauntered away, no doubt going to light a cigarette before the show. It was her constant goal to mark you it seemed. Honestly, you should have seen it coming. Leaving these kisses on your body was her way of claiming you in front of everyone. Sometimes it was your neck, sometimes your arms. One time she’d managed to sneak one on your inner thigh, and you didn’t even notice it until photos came out from that particular concert. 

It couldn’t have been anyone else. You stuck to a dark, almost bloody lip tint, and your other partner-in-crime never bothered to wear any kind of makeup. She claimed it was irritating to wear and simply a waste of time for her. 

Speak of the devil and she shall arrive. Tomura. Lead guitarist and certified B.I.T.C.H. She was not afraid to speak her mind. Often leaving you and Touya in awkward situations apologizing to people who’d had to endure her wrath. Tomura was vile, evil if you wanted to push it. However, she had quite the soft spot for you, the lead vocalist for your band.

 She entered your bus, a sigh leaving her lips when she didn’t immediately see you. You heard her set something down in the living area before making her way into the bedroom. Her tongue clicked when, once again, she did not see you.  

“You in here?” she called out. Of course you knew it was for you. Only the three of you resided in this bus and she passed Touya on the way in, leaving a swift kiss to her smoky lips. 

“Yes, ‘mura” You responded, still trying to remove the lipstick stain from your face. Touya must have some industrial grade paint for lipstick because this shit never washed out. You groaned and kept scrubbing. The familiar steps of Tomura closed in on you in the bathroom and a small chuckle left her lips. 

“Oh darling,” she purred, stepping toward you. “She really went for it, huh?” You just groaned again, taking your washcloth and scrubbing as hard as you could. The rest of your skin was raw around the mark. Tomura sighed and pulled your hands from your face. “You’re gonna damage your skin, darling.” she hummed, wiping a thumb over the kiss mark.

“Besides why do you wanna wipe my kiss off anyway.” A voice interrupted. You looked away from Tomura to glare at Touya, who was leaning against the doorway of your tiny bathroom. Tomura hummed and glided her slender fingers through your hair, her attention never really leaving her. 

“You ruined her makeup,” she said, a bit coldly. Touya tutted and backed out of the doorway. This allowed the three of you to join together in the bedroom. It was a conscious decision to have a tour bus with one master bedroom for the three of you to share, as well as a bunk room in the back for anyone who dared to share with the three of you. 

You walked up to Touya and pushed at her shoulder. “Why would you do this to me?” You whined. Touya sighed and pulled you back, cupping your jaw in hers. 

“Why do you hate it so much hm?” She questioned back. A blush crept up on your cheeks. You never hated it per say, but she’d never left the marks right in the middle of your face. “Do you just hate my kisses, dollface?” Touya pressed. You didn’t have a chance to defend your position before she crept kisses along your neck. She trailed over your throat when you leaned your head back submissively, and peppered them along your jaw. A hum left her lips as she closed the gap between you. She shared a breath with you, smokey and lustful, before a throat clearing turned your attention. 

“Am I just going to be left out to watch you two almost fuck each other” Tomura clicked harshly. Her attitude was much sharper than Tomuras, but her hands slid over your hips like velvet when she came behind you. She pressed herself into your back and left a gentle kiss on the back of your neck. You instinctively leaned back into her for support, feeling her bony hips wave against yours. 

“Tomura,” you whispered, already high with lust. It amused the two of them how easy you were to rile up. One moment you were whiny and yelling about your precious makeup and in seconds you were melting in their arms. 

Your head leaned back on Tomura’s shoulder, letting out a noise when Touya came back to pepper kisses along your throat. Touya latched onto your neck, determined to leave more marks on you while Tomura massaged your hips. She ran her hands back and forth over them, pressing you to grind into her. All the while she grazed her lips over your shoulder.

There was seemingly a telepathic connection between your bassist and guitarist because as Touya moved her hands to cup your breasts in her hands, Tomura slid her hands between your legs, giving a tentative rub against your clothed sex. You whined needily while they fondled you, quickly turning into a puddle for them. 

“Oh doll, that's quite a face you’re making,” Touya teased, sliding her hand under your shirt to grope you properly. Her eyebrows raised slightly in shock to find you not wearing a bra under your shirt. You opened your mouth to respond, but a breathy moan took over your words. Tomura had progressed to massaging her fingers over your protected clit. It was no mystery why your knees buckled, leaving you leaving against the guitarist for support. 

“Careful, darling,” Tomura purred, supporting your weight. “Would you like to lay down?” Her question was more of an instruction. The two of them moved to allow you to plummet onto the bed. You looked up at them and watched them lock eyes with each other. Touya smirked and grabbed Tomura’s jaw with a hand, pulling her into a kiss before you. You watched Tomura wrap her pale arms around Touya’s waist, quickly running her hands underneath her shirt. 

Touya was the first to release the kiss, only to grab a fistful of Tomura’s frosty white locks and yank them back. Tomura let out a low moan as her slender neck was exposed for Touya to take her time kissing, biting, and sucking. Touya also made sure to slip her other hand into the waistband of Tomura’s pants and grab her bottom roughly. 

You whined needily, slipping your pants off and quickly making work of your aching clit. How were you supposed to stay still with these two right in front of you? Touya noticed almost immediately, however, and hummed against Tomura’s neck. 

“Our doll is a bit lonely, wouldn’t you say?” Touya mumbled against Tomura’s neck. Tomura lolled her head to look at you, her ruby eyes almost closed with lust. 

“She sure is,” Tomura purred. “We really should help her out.” Touya let the woman go and let her walk to you, quickly positioning herself on top of you. 

Tomura pushed your hands away from yourself and, before you could complain, she pressed her lips to yours. Her tongue slid into your mouth and tangled itself with yours. She let her hands caress your body all the way down to your sex, and once she’d pushed her hand into your underwear, she pulled away from the kiss. 

“Oh my,” she mumbled, sliding two slender fingers into you. “You are so wet, love.” A moan tore its way from your throat, and she took that as a sign to start pumping her fingers into your core. Touya had since shed her clothes and made her way to the bed, making eyes contact with Tomura briefly. 

Touya crawled up onto the bed and caressed your flushed face. You don’t know when your eyes had slid shit, but they quickly opened to the contact. It was clear you were already a blubbering mess, but Touya had to ask you a question. 

“Doll,” she hummed, circling her thumb over your cheek. “How are you feeling?” It was almost a tease. She knew damn well how you were feeling, and your answer came out as a moan. Touya chuckled and bit her lip. “What do you want from me, doll?” It took you a second to answer, but Tomura slid her fingers out of you to remove your underwear, so you got a second’s reprieve. 

“Wan’ you…” you panted out, “to sit on my face?” It came out as a question, your mind quickly becoming delirious. Touya hummed, pushing your hair out of your face. 

“That what you want? Huh?” You nodded at her, pleadingly. Touya hummed again and straddled your shoulders, leaving you eye to eye with her cunt. Before she committed however, she pulled your chin up to look at her. “Three taps, doll. Three taps on my thigh if you can’t handle anymore, got it?” It was a demand. The last thing they needed was for you to suffocate, even though you’d gladly suffocate in between Touya’s thighs any day. You nodded obediently. 

Touya waited for your agreement before lowering herself over your face. You quickly latched onto her awaiting clit and lapped your tongue over her folds. She jerked and groaned out. While this was happening, Tomura had undressed as well, and positioned herself between your legs. 

Tomura threw your legs over your shoulders, her breath now stimulating your under-pleasured core. She licked her lips tentatively before swiping her tongue over your slit, causing you to moan into Touya’s cunt. Tomura parts her lips and starts to make out with your sopping folds. She sucks gently, allowing her tongue to explore the outline of your cunt. She devoured you like a woman starved. 

If it weren’t for the woman straddling your head, you might have been fucked out just from that, but you had important things to do. You suck on her clit with the desire to hear her yell out for you. You’re lapping at her furiously while holding her thighs down so she doesn’t move too much. 

You can’t see it but Touya has her head thrown back, eyes rolled shut and mouth agape as you lick and suck. Tomura would bully her if she wasn’t busy wiggling her tongue around your entrance, teasing the hole and listening to you mumble out moans. Tomura has also slid her fingers down to her own heat and started finger fucking herself just to the taste and sound of the two of you. 

Your core is already tightening, and you can feel Touya’s thighs squeezing at either side of your head. She’s grinding into your tongue as you squirm under Tomura. You suck on her sensitive clit, feeling her jerk and spasm over you. 

“Oh fuck,” Touya growls out, trying not to crush your head between her thighs. Her hips grind into you faster, wanting more friction from your tongue. You happily oblige. 

Tomura, still stationed between your thighs, also feels her impending orgasm and quickens her pace fingering herself. She takes this opportunity to shove her tongue into your quaking hole, causing you to moan loudly into Touya’s cunt. Tomura is ruthless, chasing her own orgasm while she tongue-fucks you. 

Touya is the first to finally cum, letting out a guttural moan when your tongue ministations push her over the edge. You feel her juices running down your chin and the sides of your mouth and happily lap up her cum as she rides out her orgasm on your tongue. 

Tomura is quickly behind her, curling her fingers into herself and finally feeling the tightening sensation in her belly. Of course she doesn’t use her orgasm as an excuse to not finish you. While she barrels herself into climax, she’s quickly tongueing you into your own. You end up cumming at the same time as her, your eyes rolling back into your head while your thighs shake and your core spasms. 

A pause is shared between the three of you. For just a moment you all stay completely still, letting the waves of pleasure bring you to an all time high. When you finally come to, the three of you all pull yourselves into bed. You nestle yourself in between the two of them, watching as they share a quick kiss before getting comfortable next to you, ready to shower you with all of the affection that you deserve.

@rueclfer - and part 2 <3

...Yk what, I'm loving this for me actually bc most of my faves are the bastards 💀

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This lowkey hurt my feelings lmao

So I had a Thought™

As a Dabi girlie, who is always and forever also a Damon Salvatore girlie, I've realized that a lot of fanon Dabi is almost exactly like Damon.

The lil playful personality that either masks his pain, or just for shits n giggles depending on the mood, the teasing borderline lovable bullying, the burn the world down to keep you warm vibes, the hates everyone but you schtick, the dark, broody thing they have going on....not to mention the black hair & blue eyes combo.....

Especially if it's set without quirks? And it's in like college, or even a few Bassist Touya AUs or something??? Ooohh that's Damon

I think I've also been subconsciously characterizing Dabi as Damon in certain ways sometimes...

So anyways

I believe it because Shouto is dramatic.

The dramatic reveal of his trauma to his percieved rival? ✅

Refusing to accept part of himself until someone shows him that it's his life and he can do what he wants with it? ✅

Please, the slurping soba and staring at Enji while saying "That's....A nasty scar you've got there"?? ✅

Not to mention this....fuckin thing.....

He is thee Drama King, along with Touya of course. No one is doing it like Touya "Dance With Me In Hell" Todoroki. I love my dramatic lil bacon bits. 💙

I HAVE A THEORY!

so, you know the scene where Shoto asked Deku "are you All Migh's secret live child or something?". The thing is, why would Shoto think that? And here's my theory: Shoto used to watch soap operas as a child. Why would I think that? Because the "secret love child" trope is very common in soap operas (example: in Gilmore Girls, which some consider a soap opera, a character had a secret love child with his ex gf, which causes him to break up with his fiancee). But now you may ask: why would Shoto watch soap operas? And here's the thing: I don't thing he did that by his own initiative, I think Fuyumi made him watch them with her. But why would Fuyumi watch soap operas? Glad you asked.

As you can see in her character profile (made by Horikoshi obv), her favorite things are soap operas.

So, my theory is that Fuyumi and Shoto watched soap operas together as kids