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Broos

Imagine Dabi with like an S/O thats like Zoë Hange of Attack on Titan

Now you may be thinking, Bones, why are you still not over Hange?

And to that I reply 🗿

Anyway

Imagine that like his S/O [could be you or ur oc or someone else whatever] is a pro hero but thinks of villains as silly goofy little guys like when they first met, Dabi was like:

"You know I kill people, right?"

And you just say

"Oh, thats okay, you were just feeling a little silly!"

Dabi's S/O would be like tryna rehab these villains frrr

But they'd also be pretty interested in the Nomu's as well, like how their made, what quirks they contain, etc.

Dabi even got them a pet Nomu for their birthday! [Bean]

Anyway love you guys🗿

Imagine (before Dabi's big reveal maybe)

Imagine bro

Dabi had a beautiful partner, a beautiful S/O that was his, all his.

They made him feel alive.

They genuinely cared for him.

And then they were killed by Endeavour.

Dabi stares at your burning body, heart breaking every second he sees you like this. He watches as the blue flame flakes off your skin, the smell of charred and rotten skin filling the air.

Dabi found your body in an alley.

Endeavour didn't even take your body to your family. He just left you on the cold ground.

Of course he wouldn't, he fucking killed you. That would ruin his reputation if he brought your dead body to your family.

So Dabi decided to lay you down in the forest and burn your body. After all, he was always curious to see how you would look going up in flames.

"I think we should say some words." Dabi says to no one, spreading his arms out.

"Here lays Y/N. Beloved by all they met. The angel in hell." He growls out, clenching his fists as he continues to stare at the fire consuming your body.

He lets out a laugh, but its more of a scoff. "Thanks for loving a useless fuckin' idiot." He hisses out, venom in his voice as he watches the flames.

He picks up the bottle of whiskey he brought with him, flicking off the cap and taking a large sip from the bottle.

He lets out a breath after he removes the bottle from his lips. He feels like crying. He feels like tearing his fucking hair out, he feels like jumping into that pile of flames with you.

Instead he gulps, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. "I told you you would still look cute even as a pile of ashes." He calls out to your body, extending his arms out again as if to present something.

"I know I said I'd take your ashes to your family, but we both know I'm a selfish prick. So I'll be keeping them." He chuckles darkly, taking another gulp of whiskey from the bottle.

"I still...love you." He then whispers, putting the bottle down. "Even if you are dead now." Dabi mutters, a fake smirk plastered on his face.

"And I'll make sure to kill Endeavour the same way he killed you. Maybe that will jog his fuckin' memory when I'm staring down at his pathetic burnt body." He growls out, clenching his fists so hard around the bottle that he breaks the glass.

Dabi tosses the shards of broken glass into the fire and ontop of your body. "Love you, doll. Always will."

From that day on, Dabi kept your ashes in a small bottle he keeps tied around his neck.

BROOOOOO

the bungo stray dogs brainrot is REALLL

Okay but like....

Who do you think would match best with an S/O like Dazai in Mha

Also i asked because I really wanna write something with MHA and BSD so i will write for whoever wins

Oh boy

Oh boy

You guys know what this means

....

♡Devoured by the flames...♡

♡Toya Todoroki x Male!reader♡

Female version here!!

In case anyone would like a quick reminder on what he sounds like here is a video I found of some of his voicelines incase you want to listen to that and then read this

♧Stuff this will include♧: Aphrodisiacs, face riding, sub!Dabi x Dom!reader,

◇People under 18 should not interact nor should females◇

♤Enjoy at your own risk♤

You hate paperwork.

So many reports, so many essays. After every long misson, you had to write a report about how it went, things you encountered, anything you learned. Being a hero had its downsides, but so does everything, you suppose. No matter what you did in life, there were always pros and cons.

Sighing, you lean back on your chair, tilting your head back as you stare at the ceiling and run a hand through your hair. Its messy. You groan. Of course it is. It seems like your whole life has turned around since you became a hero. You've pretty much lost all contact with your friends, your family, anyone you had in your life before all this. And how could you? You were so busy all the time. You couldn't even make plans with someone without canceling last second because you would get called to your agency for something.

So many things were different now.

You can't help but wonder what it would be like to leave. Maybe fake your death? It was probably to early for you to retire. What if you ran away? You could change your whole identity.

You sigh, taking your hands off of your head as you stand up from your chair. "Alright. Thirty minutes of paperwork. I can probably take a small break now." You mutter to yourself. You look out the window, your eyes widening. "Huh?! Its night! How long have I been working?!" You groan again, shutting your eyes in frustration. "Dammit." You huff.

"Coffee?" Your assistant says, placing the cup on your desk. For some reason, his voice is different. Its more low, deep, and sexy? Your assistant wears a long button down white shirt, black slacks and a face mask. The only light in the room was a dimly lit lamp you used to shine light on your reports with, so you couldn't really make out his face anyway.

You sigh, picking up the cup and taking a large sip from the cup, not caring how you looked or how you came off. "Thanks." You finally huff out after you place the now empty cup back on the desk. Your assistant places his hands on your desk, tilting his head to the right. "Looks like you had a long night, sir." He says in a low tone, making you raise an eyebrow.

"Yep. Just the same old stuff. Paperwork, reports, stuff like that." You say in a tired tone of voice as you plop yourself down on your office chair. Your assistant walks around the desk and over to you, sitting on the floor infront of you. "You seem stressed." He observes. "Thanks, captain obvious." You grumble out, rubbing the bridge between your nose.

You suddenly feel...Hot. Horny. You feel suddenly turned on, casually growing a boner. Hold on...

That fucker put something in your drink.

You feel as his hands grab your knees, slowly sliding his hands up to your thighs. "Would you...maybe like me to take some of that stress away?" He asks, a slight seductive tone to his voice. You grab his hands, gripping them tightly. You were a pro hero, and you weren't about to let this fucker take advantage of you.

"What the hell did you put in my drink?" You growl out, your own hands squeezing his with a death grip. He lets out a low chuckle, not seeming to mind the strength of your grip. "Nothin." He murmurs, enjoying how you get so angry and worked up over him.

Then it hits you.Your assistant clocked out earlier today. This wasn't him. His voice belongs to someone else. You quickly rip off his face mask, throwing him to the ground and using your boot to stomp on his chest, keeping him pinned down. You grab the lamp, then shine it in his face...

"Toya." You huff, rubbing the bridge between your nose. Of course it had to be him. It always is. The man grins devilishly up at you, his bright cyan eyes filled with mischief and lust. "Took you long enough to notice, handsome." He growls out, grabbing your ankle and lifting your foot up and off of him.

He sits up, looking up at you as you sit back down onto your office chair. You groan, placing your face on your hands. He looks up and you, watching your face intensely as he spread your legs open and rests his head on your inner thigh.

"Toya, no, I don't have time to fuck you tonight." You swat his hands away, grabbing his hair and yanking his head back. The drug he gave you...damn it. The aphrodisiacs are really kicking in. During your relationship with Toya, you found out he adores being taken care of. He loves it when you praise him, degrade him, ride him or his face, or fuck him so hard he can't walk anymore. Other times, he loves digging his face into your ass, shoving his fingers or tongue into you.

He really gave you a whole other definition of switch.

Toya groans, shoving your legs open again. "Its just us in your agency, handsome. No one would hear." He says seductively, moving his hands back onto your thighs and up towards the waistband of your pants and boxers. He smirks. "Besides," His fingertips trace the outline of your cock. "Wouldn't you like me to take care of your problem?" He says seductively.

You glare down at him. God dammit, he was so hard to say no to. You sigh, taking his hands off your thighs once again. "Get on the floor. You have ten minutes to make me cum, then your done. Got it?" Toya nods vigorously, a mischievous grin growing on his face. He knew it was just a matter of time before you agreed.

Toya lays down on the floor, watching you closely as you close the windows to your office. He didn't stop you. After all, he was a villain and you were a hero. There would be trouble for both of you if anyone saw. You begin to slowly rid yourself of your belt, placing it ontop of your desk and keeping it relatively close incase Toya needed to be spanked.

You slip off your pants, letting them pool around your feet, then finally throw off your boxers. Toya grins devilishly, looking up at you with pure lust in his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at him. "Don't look so excited. You have ten minutes, remember?" You say, hovering your cock over his mouth. Toya struggles to keep his hands to himself, wanting so fucking badly to grab your thighs and shove you down on his tongue, really wanting to suck on you like a lollipop.

You then finally sit down onto his face. You feel his staples graze and press against your inner thighs, poking uncomfortably. The pain is soon replaced by pleasure as Toya flicks his tongue against your slit.

Toya slowly begins to lick and suck on your cock, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles around your shaft. He can feel your body trembling against him and he knows that you're enjoying every second of this. "You taste so good," he says between licks, his voice rough between your thighs.

Toya continues to lavish attention on your cock, his tongue occasionally flicking the head of your cock. He can feel the heat and the wetness of your arousal inside his mouth and it's driving him wild. "Your pre is so sweet," he moans, his tongue swirling around your tip. "I could do this all day."

You groan, biting your lip. He's too good at this. You can already feel the hot coil in your abdomen build up, and it hasn't even been five minutes. Toya continues to lick and lap at your shaft like a starved man or a thirsty dog. "Just wondering," He groans out, muffled by your cock. "If I make you cum before the ten minutes are up, do I get to sit on your face?" Toya asks, slowly beginning to suck on your shaft, lewd noises coming from it.

You pull and tug on his hair, needing something to hold onto. "I'll think about it..." you moan out, beginning to grind your hips onto Toya's face. As Toya continues to eat you out, he starts to fantasize about the idea of him riding your face. The thought of it makes him even more excited and he picks up the pace, his tongue moving faster and more forcefully.

Toya continues to suck you off, his tongue flattening against you. He can feel your body shaking with pleasure, and he knows that you're getting close. "That's it," he says, his breath hot against your skin. "Let go for me. I want to feel you cum on my tongue." You really never gave him permission to talk, but you don't care currently.

Toya reaches up and grabs your hips, pulling you deep and closer to his face as he now deepthroats you. He's devouring you now, his tongue moving in quick, firm strokes. He can feel your body tensing up, and he knows that you're on the edge of orgasm. "Cum for me, baby," he whispers, his lips brushing against your sensitive skin. "Let me taste your pleasure. Please, i need you taste you so fucking bad..." He growls out, wanting so badly to palm his hard on, but not wanting to feel your wrath.

Toya knows that you're about to come undone, and he's ready to push you over the edge. He starts to use his fingers, using them to toy with your balls, cupping and stroking them.Your eyes shoot open, letting out a silent scream as you feel orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks.

You spill out hot ropes of cup into Toya's mouth and all over his face, and he immediately drinks it up like the dog he is, even moaning at the taste of you.

He stops when you tug on his hair, signaling your done and he needs to stop. Toya helps you sit down, grabbing a few tissues to help you clean up. You pant slightly, closing your eyes as you relax into his touch.

Its only been nine minutes.

Toya grins devilishly and runs his fingers down your collarbone while pushing you back onto the floor. "My turn." He says.

Fuck.

Oh boy

Oh boy

You guys know what this means

......

♡Devoured by the flames...♡

♡Toya Todoroki x Female reader♡

Male version here!!!

If anyone would like to remember what his voice sounds like here is a video I found with some of his voice lines (in English) if you would like to watch that and then read this

◇Stuff this will contain◇:Aphrodisiacs, face riding, sub!Toya x Dom!reader,

♧People under 18 shouldn't interact♧

♤Enjoy at your own risk.♤

You hate paperwork.

So many reports, so many essays. After every long misson, you had to write a report about how it went, things you encountered, anything you learned. Being a hero had its downsides, but so does everything, you suppose. No matter what you did in life, there were always pros and cons.

Sighing, you lean back on your chair, tilting your head back as you stare at the ceiling and run a hand through your hair. Its messy. You groan. Of course it is. It seems like your whole life has turned around since you became a hero. You've pretty much lost all contact with your friends, your family, anyone you had in your life before all this. And how could you? You were so busy all the time. You couldn't even make plans with someone without canceling last second because you would get called to your agency for something.

So many things were different now.

You can't help but wonder what it would be like to leave. Maybe fake your death? It was probably to early for you to retire. What if you ran away? You could change your whole identity.

You sigh, taking yout hands off of your head as you stand up from your chair. "Alright. Thirty minutes of paperwork. I can probably take a small break now." You mutter to yourself. You look out the window, your eyes widening. "Huh?! Its night! How long have I been working?!" You groan again, shutting your eyes in frustration. "Dammit." You huff.

"Coffee?" Your assistant says, placing the cup on your desk. For some reason, his voice is different. Its more low, deep, and sexy? Your assistant wears a long button down white shirt, black slacks and a face mask. The only light in the room was a dimly lit lamp you used to shine light on your reports with, so you couldn't really make out his face anyway.

You sigh, picking up the cup and taking a large sip from the cup, not caring how you looked or how you came off. "Thanks." You finally huff put after you place the now empty cup back on the desk. Your assistant places his hands on your desk, tilting his head to the right. "Looks like you had a long night, ma'am." He says in a low tone, making you raise an eyebrow.

"Yep. Just the same old stuff. Paperwork, reports, stuff like that." You say in a tired tone of voice as you plop yourself down on your office chair. Your assistant walks around the desk and over to you, sitting on the floor infront of you. "You seem stressed." He observes. "Thanks, captain obvious." You grumble out, rubbing the bridge between your nose. You suddenly feel...Hot. Horny.

You feel suddenly turned on. Hold on...

That fucker put something in your drink.

You feel as his hands grab your knees, slowly sliding his hands up to your thighs. "Would you...maybe like me to take some of that stress away?" He asks, a slight seductive tone to his voice. You grab his hands, gripping them tightly. You were a pro hero, and you weren't about to let this fucker take advantage of you.

"What the hell did you put in my drink?" You growl out, your own hands squeezing his with a death grip. He lets out a low chuckle, not seeming to mind the strength of your grip. "Nothin." He murmurs, enjoying how you get so angry and worked up over him.

Then it hits you.

Your assistant clocked out earlier today. This wasn't him. His voice belongs to someone else. You quickly rip off his face mask, throwing him to the ground and using your boot to stomp on his chest, keeping him pinned down. You grab the lamp, then shine it in his face...

"Toya." You huff, rubbing the bridge between your nose. Of course it had to be him. It always is. The man grins devilishly up at you, his bright cyan eyes filled with mischief and lust. "Took you long enough to notice." He growls out, grabbing your ankle and lifting your foot up and off of him.

He sits up, looking up at you as you sit back down onto your office chair. You groan, placing your face on your hands. He looks up and you, watching your face intensely as he spread your legs open and rests his head on your inner thigh.

"Toya, no, I don't have time to fuck you tonight." You swat his hands away, grabbing his hair and yanking his head back. The drug he gave you...damn it. The aphrodisiacs are really kicking in. During your relationship with Toya, you found out he adores being taken care of. He loves it when you praise him, degrade him, ride him or his face, or fuck him with your strap. Other times, he loves digging his face into your cunt, shoving his fingers or tongue into you.

He really gave you a whole other definition of switch.

Toya groans, shoving your legs open again. "Its just us in your agency, doll. No one would hear." He says seductively, moving his hands back onto your thighs and up towards the waistband of your pants.

You glare down at him. God dammit, he was so hard to say no to. You sigh, taking his hands off your thighs once again. "Get on the floor. You have ten minutes to make me cum, then your done. Got it?" Toya nods vigorously, a mischievous grin growing on his face. He knew it was just a matter of time before you agreed.

Toya lays down on the floor, watching you closely as you close the windows to your office. He didn't stop you. After all, he was a villain and you were a hero. There would be trouble for both of you if anyone saw. You begin to slowly rid yourself of your belt, placing it ontop of your desk and keeping it relatively close incase Toya needed to be spanked. You slip off your pants, letting them pool around your feet, then finally throw off your panties.

Toya grins devilishly, looking up at you with pure lust in his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at him. "Don't look so excited. You have ten minutes, remember?" You say, hovering your cunt over his mouth. Toya struggles to keep his hands to himself, wanting so fucking badly to grab your thighs and shove you down on his tongue.

You then finally sit down onto his face. You feel his staples graze and press against your inner thighs, poking uncomfortably. The pain is soon replaced by pleasure as Toya flicks his tongue against your clit. Toya slowly begins to lick and suck on your pussy, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles around your slit.

He can feel your body trembling against him and he knows that you're enjoying every second of this. "You taste so good," he says between licks, his voice rough between your thighs. Toya continues to lavish attention on your pussy, his tongue delving deeper and deeper inside of you.

He can feel the heat and the wetness of your arousal against his lips and it's driving him wild. "Your pussy is so sweet and soft," he moans, his tongue swirling around your clit. "I could do this all day."

You groan, biting your lip. He's too good at this. You can already feel the hot coil in your abdomen build up, and it hasn't even been five minutes. Toya continues to lick and lap at your cunt like a starved man or a thirsty dog. "Just wondering," He groans out, muffled by your pussy. "If I make you cum before the ten minutes are up, do I get to sit on your face?" Toya asks, slowly beginning to suck on your clit.

You pull and tug on his hair, needing something to hold onto. "I'll think about it..." you moan out, beginning to grind your hips onto Toya's face. As Toya continues to eat you out, he starts to fantasize about the idea of him riding your face. The thought of it makes him even more excited and he picks up the pace, his tongue moving faster and more forcefully.

Toya continues to eat you out, his tongue moving faster and harder against you. He can feel your body shaking with pleasure, and he knows that you're getting close. "That's it," he says, his breath hot against your skin. "Let go for me. I want to feel you cum on my tongue." You really never gave him permission to talk, but you don't care currently.Toya reaches up and grabs your hips, pulling you deep and closer to his face.

He's devouring you now, his tongue moving in quick, firm strokes. He can feel your body tensing up, and he knows that you're on the edge of orgasm. "Cum for me, baby," he whispers, his lips brushing against your sensitive skin. "Let me taste your pleasure. Please, i need you taste you so fucking bad..." He growls out, wanting so badly to palm his hard on, but not wanting to feel your wrath.

Toya knows that you're about to come undone, and he's ready to push you over the edge. He starts to use his fingers, slipping them inside of your pussy and curling them upwards, hitting that sweet spot that drives you wild.Your eyes shoot open, letting out a silent scream as you feel orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks.

Your juices spill out onto Toya's tongue and all over his face, and he immediately laps it up like the dog he is. He stops when you tug on his hair, signaling your done and he needs to stop. Toya helps you sit down, grabbing a few tissues to clean up your pussy. You pant slightly, closing your eyes as you relax into his touch.

Its only been nine minutes.

Toya grins cheekily as he begins to lay you down onto the ground.

"So....how about it?" He grins devilishly.

Fuck.

He's a ten but he loves his bestfriend more than you

He's a ten but he still hasn't fixed his daddy issues

Whys that??

I think I missed a lot-...😗

I think I missed a lot-...😗

Just wondering....

So I just recently watched Cruella and Alice in wonderland and i really liked them....

So I was like

Disney Villains are sometimes cool ig

And also so is the Cheshire cat and stuff....

And that lead me here...

Which one(s) would you like to see???

(Yes I'm aware I used some twice:)

them?????????

The same?????

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAA

yeah man I'm good hows u doin

How're we feeling today bnha fandom

How're we feeling today bnha fandom

Light Fades To Rain

(Spoilers for mha season 7!!!!, References, I'm not over Aot yet, Hitch and Marlo anyone? This is pretty bad but I'm tryna cope)

Katsuki Bakugou x reader

Enjoy at your own risk

Sitting at the window, you watch as the clouds begin to turn dark.

Hm.

Its going to rain.

"Stop crying." He told you as he held you before he left. Smiling softly down at you, he wipes your tears.

You stare up at the sky, wondering if he'll come back to wipe your tears again.

Being injured sucks.

You broke several of your ribs recently, thanks to Shigaraki. Which ment you weren't able to fight along side Katsuki and the others in the final battle.

So instead, you sat at the window, staring up at the sky, watching the rain and waiting for Katsuki to return.

...

Katsuki stares at the All Might trading card.

"Oh, thats right." He says, taking it in his hand.

"Well...um..." Katsuki sighs, looking at the odd version of All Might that stood before him.

"When we first met, I guess I was kind of a brat."

Katsuki thinks back to all the times he pushed All Might away. All the times he was rude to the hero.

"So I didn't a chance to say this...." He stares back down at the trading card with a smile on his face.

"I wanted your autograph."

Katsuki says with a bright smile.

He then looks around.

"Oh, thats right." He says softly, taking out a picture with you in it. That was the day you took a picture of you both at the USJ. Back to when you first met. Back before...everything.

"They're probably still sleeping." He chuckles to himself. "Hopefully they get rest. I want them to feel better soon."

...

But you weren't.

You stared out the window, placing your chin on your palm as you sigh, waiting for Katsuki to come back to you.

i need help

So

I feel like my gender has been all over the place, like I feel more feminine and more masculine depending on the day, but like

I don't know what that means? Could you help like

With my gender or something

Istuka kendo x Female Villain!Reader!

@venny_the_mha_writer

[Please help I don't know if I can tag her or not like how do i do that]

Warnings!!: Shigaraki, blood, knifes, ending isn't very good, enjoy at your own risk.

"Come on, Y/N. Give him back."

You tilt your head innocently up at the red-headed girl. "Give who back?" You ask just as innocently, placing your palms on your chin. "I didn't do anything." You glance away, trying to bite back the smile that tugs on your lips.

Kendo gives you a look, one if it to say: I know what you did.

"Y/N...." She says in a warning tone, placing her hands on her hips and giving you a stern look.

You can't help but let out an amused giggle at her tone of voice. You stand up from your spot on the large crate, giving her an innocent smile. "Yes?" You reply, leaning forward.

Kendo sighs. She holds up three fingers, still one hand on her hip. "Fine. I'm gonna count to three. Ready?" She begins, placing down one finger. "One..." she begins.

This makes you stiffen. Things did NOT end well for you last time she did this, and you'd rather not be taken in by the heros, thank you very much. You're very content with the league of villains. Groaning in dissapointment, your hands make a shooing motion. "Okay, okay. Fine. I'll give the little blonde boy back." You grumble.

Kendo smiles sweetly in satisfaction. She puts her fingers down and nods once. "Thank you." She says, giving you a rewarding pat on the head.

You only grumble in response as you get off the crate, opening it. Inside, is a tied up Neito Monoma, the man you kidnapped from U.A hero academy because you knew it would bring your beloved to you. And he was incredibly annoying. He kept screaming. Honestly, you thought he would actually talk your ear off. So you drugged him, but know you realize that was a bad idea.

Kendo would not be happy with you if she found out you drugged her friend. You gulp, before lifting up the passed out blonde, and handing him to Kendo with a nervous smile on your face. "There. The annoying blonde man is back with you." You stay sternly, very annoyed she was just going to take him and leave. She wasn't even going to spend time with you! How annoying.

Kendo smiles sweetly. "You know, if you really wanted to see me, you could have just asked. I can just sneak out of the dorms." She says softly, stepping closer to you.

You roll your eyes, folding your arms and turning away. "Last time I asked, you left me on read." You snap back.

Kendo scoffs, though its more of a laugh. "Y/N, that was three in the morning! I was asleep!" She shakes her head, turning your head so her soft eyes meet yours.

You grumble, closing the crate again before sitting back down. "You did it for the blonde boy." You mutter, gesturing to Monoma, who Kendo's holding like a suitcase. You can't help but feel jealous, wanting the same attention from her that he got.

"What?" Kendo places her free hand on her hip. "This is different. You kidnapped him." She rubs the bridge between her nose, slightly amused by how jealous you got. "And if Monoma texted me in the middle of the night, asking me to come over and sending me a nude, I would beat him up." She smirks, sitting down next to you and wraping her arm around your shoulders.

You glance away. Now your embarrassed. You hated when she was right, which happens all the time. "Whatever." You respond curtly. Kendo hums in response. She gently cups your cheek, bringing your face back in her direction.

"I love you." She says sweetly, giving your cheek a soft caress. "And please don't kidnap my friend again." She adds.

She was like an enchantress. Everytime she said those words, I love you, you were like putty in her hands. She made you feel loved, which was something you hadn't felt for a long time.

Laying your face in her chest, you let out a muffled sigh. "I love you too." You mumble. You can feel the vibrations in her chest as she chuckles. She strokes your hair, her nails massaging your scalp.

"And no promises." You say quickly, lifting your head out of her chest. Kendo raises an eyebrow, and you quickly hide your face again. "...fine." you mumble.

Kendo eventually has to leave and bring Monoma back to U.A with her. But lucky for you, she doesn't leave without giving you a gentle kiss. You watch her leave the warehouse from a window, a happy and dazed look on your face, feeling a bit giddy.

...

You stare at your phone screen, annoyed and dissapointed.

Where was she?

You stare at the text conversation you two had. You asked her to come over, and she should be here! She even called you and confirmed she would meet you at the same old warehouse you both always met at.

So what was taking so long? She should be here.

"[Ur Villain Name]." A raspy voice says from behind you, making you jump slightly in surprise. Swiftly turning around, you see Shigaraki, staring at you with a stern expression and a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"O-oh. Tomura." You clear your throat, straightening up. "Whats up? Do you need me to go out on a misson for you?" You say, trying to keep your voice steady. How did he find you here? Did he see Kendo? Oh god, is he going to kill her? Your thoughts ran marathons through your head, playing like a broken record.

Shigaraki steps closer to you, a sickening grin on his face. "Just thought I'd check in on you." He says in a low and quiet voice, backing you up into a wall.

You feel your heart beat rapidly. You could see it in his eyes...

He knew.

He knew about your relationship with Kendo.

He was going to kill you.

Shigaraki snaps his fingers, his eyes on you as his sickening grin widens.

Kurogiri lays down a bag. Its not a grocery bag, or a book bag, but a body bag.

Your heart stops.

Kendo was on her way here, wasn't she? What if they got to her before she could get to you?

Then the body bag moves, and someone lets out muffled screams from inside the bag. You immediately run to the bag, tearing it open to reveal a terrified and tied up Kendo.

"Istuka!" You exclaim, hugging her tightly. "I thought they killed you...." you whisper, struggling to keep your voice steady. The best Kendo can do is nuzzle her face into your neck as she closes her eyes.

You glare, turning to Shigaraki. "What did you do to her?!" You growl, holding her tightly in your arms. "She didn't do anything wrong, why are you doing this?" You question, still glaring daggers at him.

Shigaraki lets out a dark chuckle. He tosses a knife at your feet, making a sharp sound as the metal falls to the concrete floor. "Kill her." He says in his dark raspy voice.

Your eyes widen. Fear strikes your heart, your blokd runs cold and goosebumps appear on your skin.

Shigaraki grins devilishly. "I don't like traitors. They piss me off." He begins, reaching a hand up to scratch at his neck. "But I'm very aware the league is all you have left, isn't it?"

He's right. Without the league of villains, you would just be a worthless street dog, feeding of scraps of garbage and begging for the rest of your pathetic life.

"So, kill her. Kill her and you're forgiven." Shigaraki grins, kicking the knife even closer to you. "You can stay with the league, and I won't have to kill you." He says darkly.

"Its her life or yours."

You feel Kendo freeze up at his words. She was terrified.

And so were you.

You dedicated your entire life to the league. You would be dead without their help. They fed you, taught you the right ways of the world, and made you feel welcome in a strange and chaotic world.

Kendo stares at you with fear in her eyes as you pick up the knife.

She trusted you.

Hell, she fucking loved you.

Were you really just going to kill her like she was nothing but a bug?

She watches you as you raise the knife, fury and resentment in your eyes as you stare down at her. Shigaraki watches with a sickening grin, getting some wicked entertainment from this.

Suddenly, you drop the knife to the ground, making it clank as it makes contact with the concrete floor.

You fall to your knees, sobbing as you grip your shirt.

How could you kill her? You loved her. The league may have given you a place to stay, but Kendo was your home.

You wanted to leave the league and start over at U.A with her. You wanted to become the hero you always wanted to be before your life turned upside down.

Kendo begins to cry as well as she watches you sob on the ground.

She wanted to hug you, to take you away from this place, somewhere where you could be free from the world.

The sickening sound of blood splattered on the concrete pierces her ears.

Her eyes widen as she sees Shigaraki stab you through the heart.

Tears stream down her face as you fall to the ground, blood already pooling around your body. She lets out muffled screams through the gag, struggling against the ropes as she trys to reach you.

Shigaraki laughs darkly as he pulls the knife out of your back, kicking your body to the side as he approaches Kendo.

"I should have known she would choose you." He growls as he approaches her, ignoring her kicks and attempts to fight back against him.

"Oh well. Lucky for me, Y/N's quirk wasn't that useful anyways. I'll just save some of her blood for Toga to drink later." He says menacingly.

Kendo's eyes widen as he raises the knife.

This was it.

She was going to die.

She stares at your body, your eyes no longer having the same light to them as they did before.

Kendo shakes her head frantically, snappinf her put of her thoughts.

No.

No, this wasn't how it was going to end for her.

She needed to make the world a better place for you.

She promised.

Kendo glares up at Shigaraki, acting quickly before he can lower the knife into her scalp. She swipes his legs, causing him to tumble backwards onto his ass as he drops the knife.

Kendo swiftly jumps up. She does her best to sprint out of the building, out and away from Shigaraki.

Kendo runs and runs.

And escapes.

She was going to live another day.

And she was going to avenge you.

Somehow, she would get her revenge.

demon slayer masterlist

Giyuu Tomioka

Giyuu Tomioka loves his crazy S/O

Imagine Giyuu Tomioka having a partner like Zoë Hange of Attack On Titan.

◇Notes: dude I just started watching Demon Slayer and its already my new hyperfixation and I've watched so much already mannnn◇

♧References, swears, silly stuff because I'm coping, also this is actual horse shit (guys i miss hange so much)♧

Like imagine you are completely fucking OBSESSED with demons, similar to how Hange is with Titans.

You spend hours and days without sleep as you study and observe the demon you captured, giggling maniacally to yourself as you watch it struggle.

"Tell me, how do us humans taste?" You ask it, sitting backwards on a chair as you face it. The demon is chained down as Giyuu watches it, katana at the ready.

The demon growls loudly at you, bearing its teeth. You grin devilishly and nod. "I see. We must be an acquired taste, then." You say as you cross your arms, your eyes never leaving the demon's face.

Its not like the demon can't talk, it just doesn't want to. Which makes you yap even more.

"So." You begin, pacing around the room. "Since you refuse to tell me your name," you stop, kneeling down in front of the chained up demon.

"Your name is now Mochi." You grin devilishly, a sparkle in your eyes. Giyuu sighs, leaning against the wall. He's seen you name and talk to the demons as if they were your children, which he quite frankly thinks is weird, but unique.

A few days later, you brought in a friend for Mochi, another demon you named Teeth. You called him Teeth because he tried stabbing you with his own tooth.

Teeth was a lot more talkative. Mostly about how he would one day escape from the chains and kill you, and you only laughed and patted his head.

Giyuu didn't really mind how close you physically got to the demons, because he knew you would be smart and quick enough to dodge if they tried to break free.

However....he did think it was strange how you told bedtime stories to the demons.

But he does think Mochi enjoyed the company.

Mochi and Teeth only lasted for a few days before Sanemi killed him.

"MOCHI!" Your screams of sorrow fill the halls of the estate, crying at your knees as Giyuu rubs your back comfortingly. "TEETHHHH!!"

Giyuu seems more confused by this, but decides to finish comforting you. Sanemi rolls his eyes, getting more annoyed by the minute.

Mitsuri crouches down to you, smiling nervously as she strokes your hair. "Now, now, crying won't help anything! Why don't you review everything Mochi taught you?" She says in her usual soft tone. You just continue to sob as you mourn your dear demon pets, Teeth and Mochi.

Giyuu leaves to get you another pet demon.

He doesn't like it, but he likes seeing you happy.

Spinner

I think spinner is cool

And that his friendship with Shigaraki is underrated and he in general is underrated.

Reblog if u agree

Just a quick heads up, The Dabi smut fic one the poll so I was wondering if you would like to choose the gender or plot or if you just want me to write it already

Epic fight!

Ftm reader x Shota Aizawa!

Warnings!: frenemys, swearing, reader goes by He/him, ms joke crosses a line and shit, ending is kinda shit, sorry guys.

"Eraserhead? Is that you?" A familiar irritating and hyper voice calls out. Aizawa freezes in his tracks.

No.

No.

No.

Anyone but her. He feels his heart stop in fear, his blood going cold.

You recognize this voice.

Ms Joke, also known as Emi Fukukado, waves to you and Aizawa enthusiastically as she walks up to you, Aizawa and his class, her own class of students trailing behind her.

"Oh, Y/N! You're here too." She forces a smile, looking you up and down.

You force a laugh and fold your arms. "Why wouldn't I be? I am Shota's husband, after all." You say through a fake as hell smile. You grab Shota's waist, pulling him closer to you as you and Emi glare daggers at each other.

"Whats going on?" Ochako whispers to Izuku as the whole class of 1-A watches you and Ms Joke pretend to be friends.

Izuku surprisingly knows whats happening. "Oh! Well, theres a bit of drama going on between the three." He says, beginning his explanation.

"You see, Ms Joke and [Your Hero Name] have been rivals for a while. Mostly because [Your Hero Name] is married to Mr. Aizawa, and also is a very jealous man." Izuku says, doing his best to keep his voice low enough so the three adults don't hear him. "One time, Ms Joke called [Your Hero Name] by his dead name, and he almost killed her." He whispers.

Ochako's eyes widen. "What?!" She exclaims. Mina giggles. "Oh, this is so juicy!" She smiles brightly.

Aizawa begins to feel a bit nervous. You're always absolutely fucking terrifying when you're angry or jealous, and you're making him stand hip to hip with you as you bitch smile at Ms Joke.

"Why doesn't he step in and stop them?" Momo asks out loud to the class. Kaminari snickers. "He probably doesn't wanna sleep on the couch." He says. The class continues to watch you with laser focus.

"Its been so long since we've seen each other!" Ms Joke says with an annoyed smile. "You look..." she gives you a disgusted expression as she looks you up and down.

You laugh, forced and annoyed. "Better than you ever had." You finish for her. "At least I don't look like I just stepped out of the circus." You retort, causing her to glare at you as she forces a smile.

"Haha, your so funny!" She gives you a fake as hell grin. "No, I was going to say you look very feminine today!" She says.

You glare dagger as her as you lean closer, giving her the fakest smile. "Haha! Fuck you." You say through grit teeth.

Aizawa places his hand on your chest, pulling you back towards him. "Thats enough. Lets go, Y/N." He says, dragging you away.

Ms Joke smirks as you walk away. "See ya around, [Dead name]!"

You freeze.

The class freezes.

Aizawa sigh, knowing whats going to happen.

You immediately turn to Ms Joke, a look a fury on your face. Your blood boils. You run towards her, ready to fuck her up.

But sadly, before you can tear her vocal cords out, Aizawa uses his quirk to defuse yours, and holds you back with his scarf.

"Thats enough. His name is Y/N. Please don't make that mistake again." Aizawa says sternly, glaring at Ms Joke as he reels you in, pulling you close. "Excuse us." He says in a deadpanned tone as he walks away with you.

Aizawa drags you into a private place, then lets you punch a wall.

You absolutely fucking destroy that wall.

Afterwards, Aizawa places a hand on his your shoulder and pulls you into a hug. He caresses your hug as you grip his scarf tightly, burrying your face in his shoulder and letting out muffled screams of frustration.

"Listen, don't let her get to you." He says quietly. "Only you can say who you really are." He whispers, kissing your temple. "But to me, you're my husband. My beautiful boy, my prince." Aizawa rubs your back.

"The most perfect boy in the world."

Would you ever write what Yandere Aizawa or Present Mic would be like? Also I love your writing!

Thank you so much! I appreciate you!

Also, would you like both?

Because like goddamn, there is no escape from EITHER.

Imagine you're a fellow teacher at U.A hero academy.

You're literally the perfect thing, beautiful, (handsome), kind, innocent and intelligent. Who wouldn't like you?

When you first got a job at U.A, Shota Aizawa was pretty distant towards you. As he is to most people.

"Aizawa, would you like to-"

"No."

"But I didn't even-"

"No."

So yeah, at first Aizawa had no interest in you or what you had to offer. But you were so nice...and every kid in his class looked up to you because of how amazing you were...and Aizawa just couldn't ignore you for long. He would often hear his class talking about you in class.

"Y/N-Sensei looked so cool today!"

"How did they get their quirk to be so strong, ribbit..."

"Man!! They're so manly!"

"Tch. Whatever. Their not that strong."

"Huh? Oh, come on, Kacchan! You know their awesome! Just admit it!"

"Shut it, dunce face, before I toss you out the damn window."

These were just some of the conversations Aizawa heard about you. Most of them talked about how strong you or your quirk was, with the occasional pervy comment left by Mineta.

Aizawa gets more and more interested in you day after day. The way you dress, how you talk, he slowly but surely starts becoming more and more protective and even possessive over you.

He gets closer to you, listens to you ramble about your hyperfixations, or just anything, really.

He stil trys l convinces himself that he doesn't love you, but that ends quickly when you start dating a pro hero.

Aizawa was fucking furious. Why would you waist your time on a person who loves the spotlight more than they love you, when you could be with him?!

The only reason the person isn't dead yet, is because Aizawa doesn't want you to be upset.

So instead he just makes sure that pro hero can't climb up the hero ranks. For your whole relationship with them, that pro hero is stuck at the 30th spot.

But that all changes when you don't come to work one day. Because Aizawa is a good person, he goes to your apartment to make sure you're okay.

You end up spilling your guts out to him, cryong as you say you found out the pro hero you were dating cheated on you with a hotter co-worker.

All laws about murder, prepare to be ignored!

The raven haired man kills him, obviously. Not like a lot of people would be distraught, he wasn't popular at all. Thanks to him, of course. Hardly anyone cared, even you. That asshole treated you like shit, but you still felt bad.

Doing you a favor, Aizawa even made it seem like the girl that pro hero cheated on you with was the one who killed him, and she was sent to the slammer.

But he still didn't have you.

"Heya, Shota!" Hizashi smiles brightly as he takes a seat next to his friend in the teacher's lounge.

Aizawa simply nods at him. Hizashi tilts his head, leaning back on the chair he sits in. Hizashi isn't stupid, he can see that something's bothering his bestfriend. "Somethin' wrong, Shota?" He asks in a quieter tone, which isn't saying much.

Aizawa nods again.

Hizashi looks around the teachers lounge, making sure its empty. He leans in closer, a devilish smirk on his face. "Ya know, Shota." He whispers, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

"I know what you did." He whispers in his ear, making Aizawa freeze. Aizawa panics inside, but he remains a calm exterior so Hizashi doesn't suspect anything. Maybe he's talking about something else.

"I know you killed that new hero, didn't you?" Hizashi finally whispers again. Aizawa freezes again. No. Hizashi...wouldn't report him to the police...would he? He wouldn't expose him! Would...Aizawa have to kill him too?

Suddenly, Hizashi smirks. "Hey, hey, don't panic." He laughs, pulling off him slightly. "You did it for L/N, right?" He asks in a very quiet tone.

Aizawa glances at him. Now he was confused. What? Why was he asking? "Why does it matter?Don't tell me I'll have to kill you too." Aizawa says in a threatening and quiet tone.

Hizashi smiles and shakes his head. "No, no!" He leans closer again. "In fact," that same devilish grin appears on his face. "I want in." He whispers.

Thats how Eraserhead and Present Mic became partners in becoming incredibly obsessed with you.

Now, Hizashi was a lot different than Aizawa, and 10 times more obsessed. He's a lot more manipulative and controlling, and very very very clingy.

Together, they work together. Aizawa kills, and Hizashi covers it up.

Hizashi puts secret cameras in your office and Aizawa watches the footage. Honestly, you should really lock your doors...

...because they also enjoy watching you sleep in person.

I mean, what?

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50 people!

I am so grateful for you all i love you all so so so much.

For your gift, you can send in any request (that goes with my list of fandoms and rules on my pinned post) for anything

Excample: you can ask for Zoe Hange fluff, Ritsu Kageyama angst, Anything and I will write it as soon as I see it.

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how would Bakugou react if the reader broke up with him and he wants nothing more than to keep only her by his side ?

(I put my own spin to it. :] if you want another version I'll write one, don't worry)

Absolutely fucking distraught, man.

Like he trys to play it off but he's really sad on the inside.

There goes all his dreams of becoming a hero wirh you.

Would he try to get you back?

Yes.

Katsuki would do everything he could. He would buy you things, text you to try an negotiate, anything.

But Katsuki eventually realized that you weren't going to come back to him when you started dating Momo.

Wait.

Wtf.

You left him

For a woman

Ohhhhh

Everything clicks in his dumbass brain of his.

You were a lesbian, and you probably felt trapped with Katsuki. Katsuki immediately feels terrible.

He can't believe he was so stupid. He scolds himself for a while, thinking about how cruel he was to keep you in a relationship with someone you probably didn't even love.

Katsuki begins to wonder if you ever loved him.

Maybe you feel out of love in time. Maybe there was a point where you did love him.

But what if there wasn't? Did you really love him, or was it the idea of him? Did you just start dating him because you felt bad for him?

Katsuki asked himself these things for so long. He wanted answers, but he would hate himself even more if he asked you for them.

Maybe you did love him. Maybe you were bi, or pan, or...

Or maybe you never loved him.

Katsuki does his best to be supportive of you. He really does, but it hurts so much to see you with Momo.

Katsuki wishes you the best, and finally accepts that you're in love with someone who isn't him.

just a thought

(Warnings, making out, swearing, media is a bitch, mentions of sex)

imagine this, my good people

Imagine: you're a pro hero, a very public one at that.

So of course you tell the media you and Katsuki are dating. At first, of course, Katsuki isn't too happy with this. He wanted to keep you safe by keeping the relationship a secret, but obviously you had other plans.

Katsuki eventually is cool with it. He doesn't mind people asking about his relationship with you, because its fun for him to pretend they didn't say anything and ignore them. He enjoys seeing their frustration.

"Katsuki, that was rude." You say after he ignores a news reporter. Katsuki just slings his arm around you and rolls his eyes.

"Oh, whatever. Its not my fault they can't mind their damn business." He says, walking you away from all the media.

Katsuki is fine with ignoring them, except for when they ask about your sex life with him. Yes, you do talk about your relationship with Katsuki a lot, but you never planned or wanted to talk about your sex life. Thats very private for you and Katsuki.

The media keeps bugging you about it, and when you refuse to answer, they just jump to conclusions saying ridiculous shit like: Pro Heros [ur hero name] and Dynamite are unsatisfied with each other! Could this mean the end of their relationship?

And of course, Katsuki is fucking furious. This is totally unfair to the both of you!

So what does he do?

Well, the both of you of course end up in a live interview with a TV show host. Little did you know, Katsuki had a plan up his sleeve.

"Now, [Ur hero name], you have previously refused to answer on mentions of your bed relationship with Dynamite." The perverted TV show host brings up.

Katsuki clenches his fists. He HATES when people like him bother you, or even have the fucking audacity to breath the same air as you. He was originally planning on making out with you on live television to get the news to stfu, but he was tired of giving the people what they wanted.

So he folds his arms, raises his eyebrow and roasts the living HELL out of the TV show host. He mocks his actions, looks, anything. Honestly, it was easy. And when Katsuki thinks he's had enough, THEN he makes out with you infront of live television.

He makes sure to shove his tongue down your throat while glaring and flipping of the TV show host.

Afterwords, Katsuki picks you up and leaves with you in his arms.

Oh, how he loves making people wish they were him. And he was totally going to get that TV show host fired for making you uncomfortable.

Question

Should I do a smut-fic? I did like one or two on wattpad so it wouldn't be my first time???

But like, if I were to do one, what would you like to see? I'll probably just write like characters and pick the winning ones and then do another one of these to see like what you would like to see from that character