L.O.V.E

omggg ur picrews are sooo cuteee!!! i love love love the white hairrr :33

omggg thank uu!! <33 it’s meant to be blonde lol but i do have a picture of me as a kid where my hair looks white :)

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.ᐟcw: dub-con, smut mdni, coming inside

𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 - 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑏𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡

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Bachira may or may not be crazy. He’s had a crush on your for years and when you finally say yes to having sex with him —he’s been begging you to do so for years— you didn’t expect this outcome. 

Your thighs were pushed up into a mating press, boobs squished together giving the most delicious view to bachira, and arms pinned down under your thighs. 

“Meg-uru, i only..” you hiccupped , biting down on your tongue as his cock circled your entrance. 

“I said only the tip” you cried out, not even able to fight back due to the compromising position.

“Hehe sorry, little monster, i had to break my promise” he grinned, full set of teeth on display. He hadn’t stopped smiling and laughing at your misery. 

What were you supposed to do, you didn’t think it’d turn out like this. 

He pushed his leaking cock inside halfway, he eyes followed as his cock slowly pushed inside. 

“Woah, it’s stretching you out so much. She’s tight, isn’t she?” you sniffled, shaking your head yes. The burn was too much, your walls choked his cock, making his bite down on his lip. His mouth upturned into a cunning smile. He leaned down, whispering against your ear. “You have no idea how many times i’ve jerked off to the thought of this pretty little cunt. And now it’s finally mine” he said, childishly grinning at your expression. 

You thought he was so sweet, so innocent, where’s the kid that would laugh at the stupidest things or make the unfunniest jokes that it was actually funny. 

He shoved the rest of his length inside, moaning your name in bliss. Rather than looking at you, his eyes were locked onto the way your pussy swallow every single inch of his as he slowly pulls out, making you feel every curve of his dick before slamming back in, making your eyes roll the the back of your head. 

“This is fun isn’t it? Hey yn?? It’s fun, right” he demanded, you turned your head away from him, letting your tears drip onto the pillow 

“I said only the tip, and you broke your promise” you whispered, making bachira chuckled. 

“Next time, i’ll do just the tip” he said, not letting you continue as he slammed back into you, over and over again. 

You could see his biceps flex from the way he held down your thighs. His abs tense from the vigorous movement. 

You screamed his name like a prayer, making him only want more. 

He let go of one of your thighs, reach down to rub rough circles over your slippery cunt. 

“Hehe, it’s s’wet” he smiled, leaning down to kiss the side of your mouth. 

“Gonna cum inside, okay?” you didn’t want that, you didn’t want his cum inside of you but you weren’t in any position or argue or fight back. 

You couldn’t even mutter a word before he was emptying himself deep inside your cunt, the feeling of being so full make your pussy clamp down onto him, cumming around him. Your legs shook and body trembled as he pulled out, leaving you empty with nothing but a mixture of both your cums seeping out. 

“You have the prettiest pussy. Well, it’s not yours anymore, it’s mine, okay? Don’t forget that” 

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A/n: bachira is so hot, gtfo

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where they like to kiss you ──── league of villains.

featuring. shigaraki, dabi, mr. compress, twice, spinner, toga. ( no all for one bc i don't like him )

notes. welcome to a draft from july 2024 🔥 adding this to my 'where they like to kiss you' series for my other fandoms

𖥔 ݁ ˖ TOMURA SHIGARAKI

hands. you can't convince me that he doesn't have a hand fetish or loves hands. of course, shigaraki wouldn't associate your hands with the ones he wears. he actually shows a lot of love to your hands, either gently kissing it or quickly pecking it. doesn't matter when or where, he wants to hold your hands all. the. time. this guy doesn't know how to kiss anywhere else, because it's a bit awkward for him to kiss elsewhere. expect little circles and a bit of gentle tracing.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ TOUYA TODOROKI ( DABI )

dabi likes to kiss the top of your head, somewhere where your skin cannot feel his rough lips. this man is insecure when it comes to making contact with your skin. he feels as if he doesn't deserve to kiss you just as much as you kiss his scars or even his lips. dabi loves to rest his chin on your head despite wtv your height is, move down to bury his face into your hair and boom. kiss. shower bro with love afterwards.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ ATSUHIRO SAKO ( COMPRESS )

gentleman gentleman gentleman. compress adores kissing your knuckles along with your forehead. he's so gentle and sweet with peppering your knuckles n forehead with kisses. when he kisses your forehead, he makes sure to cup your cheeks and caress them with his thumbs. let's not forget the fact that he'll probably do the flower magic trick after adjusting your hair behind your ears. WAH HES THE STANDARD HES THE GENTLEMAN FOR REAL

𖥔 ݁ ˖ JIN BUBAIGAWARA ( TWICE )

twice lovesss kissing your entire face. his kisses are really sweet and innocent. like his world just lights up whenever he sees you, running over to shower your face with fluttering kisses. will not leave a single spot on your face unattended. he's so cute too, always spoiling with really cute affirmations that will always make you melt and want to kiss him back twice as much as he did. except he'll probably kiss you even more. it's literally unending...

𖥔 ݁ ˖ SHUICHI IGUCHI ( SPINNER )

the side of your head, aka your temples. he has this thing like, he snuggles his beak nose thingy against your cheeks before he kisses the side of your head. i don't know how that works but he loves pecking kisses on your temple. spinner probably massages your temples whenever you have headaches, one of the cure is definitely having his beak thingy nuzzling your temples for and in comfort.

𖥔 ݁ ˖ HIMIKO TOGA

sweet toga absolutely loves to kiss you on your lips and entire face like her bestie twice. she just loves to see the flustered face you'll always make whenever she pecks your lips. she'll then move onto your face, first kissing your nose then your eyes then cheeks vice versa. at the end, toga will squish your cheeks or playfully pinch it, her tolerance for your cuteness overloading. my girl will also squeeze you into a bear hug that you'll never escape from. you love it tho.

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are you normal or does the realisation of waking up and having to live another day make you cry before you’ve even left ur bed

The same picture

A comfort technique I suppose.

L.O.V.E

🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau

a strangers/online friends to lovers university au

masterlist / drink away the pain / going home with tomu

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level nine; drink away the pain

cw; mentions of alcohol and drug usage, drinking, partying, weed smoking, one very brief mention of throwing up, heavy angst, long ass chapter btw, word count; 2.9k exactly

“so touya is the boyfriend you never introduced me to back then, isn’t he?” you and keigo were on the balcony of your apartment, a third blunt being shared amongst you both, while waiting for everybody to show. kenzie had gone home to feed her cat, but said she’d come back for the mini party.

“yeah.” he takes a hit of the blunt, ashes it, and then he passes it to you while blowing the smoke out and forming rings with it.

“what happened?” you inhale deeply, letting the smoke warm your lungs as the haze begins to settle over your body.

“we dated for about two years, until around the time mom died.” keigo shrugs, while looking up to the sky and watching the stars.

“how did it end?” you’re watching him now, you catch how the fingers of his right hand run along the tattoo on his left wrist, the same tattoo you’ve wondered about for years. 

oh. it’s from touya.

“i don’t know, he broke up with me in august a couple of weeks after mom’s funeral. all he said was that he couldn’t do it anymore.” by now you finished the blunt and you’re both looking at the stars. there’s a knock on the door and you both stand, walking back inside, his voice stops you before you go to open the door.

“i love him.”

“you mean you loved him, right?”

“no.” he disappears down the hall to his room.

that sentence stays in your head for the rest of the night.

himiko and ochako arrived together with more weed and a bottle of vodka. ochako also brought some sweets from her project with them. kenzie arrived five minutes later with more snacks and some wine. rumi arrived last, carrying some takeout bags and some tequila.

“ooh we are getting fucked up tonight.” rumi says as she eyes everything set out on the counter.

“yes the fuck we are.” you agree, everyone else in the room cheering along.

and thus, it begins. you all spend the next few hours smoking, eating, and drinking, except keigo who only smokes because he has work tomorrow. the clock reads 11:25pm, a little over an hour ago keigo had told the five of you about the history between him and dabi. and now you’re all just lounging around the living room. music comes from the speakers and a very confusing game of uno is being played.

“we should go to the club.” toga says from her spot on the floor. it’s offhanded, not meant to be taken seriously, but your drunk brain thinks it’s the most genius idea you’ve heard all day.

“let’s do it.” you get looks from the girls and keigo only sighs deeply once they begin cheering.

“Yes let’s fucking goo!” rumi cheers, the five of you stumble to your feet and begin rambling about where to go. keigo offers to drive you guys to the club and pick you up if necessary, but his words enter one ear, float around your brain, and exit the other.

it takes all of thirty minutes to decide on a club and get into the car somewhat comfortably, keigo drives to the club. dropping you off, he tells rumi (the most sober one) to call him when you’re ready to go home. you say your byes, keigo watching the five of you walk to the bouncer at the door before driving away.

how did i get here?

keigo thinks as he stands in front of a swingset in an abandoned park, the same one he and touya used to sneak away to back in high school. the same park he gave his everything to touya at, the same one where they said their first ‘i love yous’. the park they called their place.

the same park dabi broke his heart in.

So how did he get here?

he dropped his sister and their friends off at the club and then went for a drive. he must have ended up here subconsciously, it wouldn’t be the first time. keigo comes here every now and again, but he’s never been here at the same time as him.

standing there, looking as beautiful as the day he broke keigo, is touya, who is looking back at keigo as if he’d seen a ghost.

keigo has half a mind to turn around and leave, but his feet won’t move. planted firmly on the ground, he stays, eyes locked on dabi who also doesn’t move. they’re less than five feet from each other, there’s so much to say, but neither open their mouths to speak.

touya takes a step forward, arms reaching for him, and keigo breaks. rapidly shaking his head, the tears fall and a choked sob leaves him.

“no.” he tries to be firm, but his voice shakes.

“keigo, please.” dabi begs, taking another step forward.

keigo takes a step back, still shaking his head.

“no, i can’t. you can’t. kenzie, she, no.” he takes another step backwards.

“please, feather. i-i, please let me talk to you.” a step forward from touya, a step back from keigo. no matter how close they are, there will always be a distance.

“feather, please.” dabi stops moving, though he still continues to beg.

“no, flame. just stop, please?” keigo’s tone starts firm and bitter, before fading into a soft plea.

“i love you.” it’s not dabi saying it, but rather touya, that sixteen year old kid who tore keigo’s heart out of his chest and set fire to it.

“you can’t.” keigo says before turning and leaving, this time it’s touya that falls to his knees, a scream tearing from his throat as he sobs.

how did you get here?

you remember partying at home with the girls and keigo. himi suggested going to the club, and you remember keigo dropping you off. the club has been fun. you drank more, danced with the girls, drank again. you remember running into a friend of ocha’s and taking a picture, he then joined you guys for some shots and dancing before he slipped away to go smoke outside.

you remember taking pictures of himi and ocha, you took a picture with kenzie. you danced on top of a table. you remember a bathroom break where you threw up, rumi made you start drinking water after that. you remember himi saying bye, her friend spinner was there to take her and ocha home. you remember kenzie calling dabi, who didn’t answer, before saying she was going to uber home. that left you with rumi, but as you looked around the club, you couldn’t find her anywhere.

is that how you got here?

you’re leaning against the wall outside, phone in hand, with no sign of rumi still. with a sigh, you unlock your phone to call keigo, breath hitching when the screen opens to your discord, shigs name and most recent messages showing. you’re pressing the call button and putting the phone to your ear before you can think twice. you’re about to hang up when you hear the sound of the line connecting and a voice, deep and comforting, answers in a whisper.

“hey flowey.” his voice has tears welling up in your eyes.

“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” it’s been almost two weeks since your last phone call with him. you’ve been busy working on your project with tomu, who you’ve gotten closer to in that time. and shigs, has been planning his grandmother’s funeral, which was earlier today.

“i know we’ve both been busy, but i miss our phone calls, our gaming sessions. i miss you.” you’re spilling out everything you’ve wanted to say to him, barely any control over your words as you just ramble.

“you don’t understand how much you actually mean to me, i-i’ve never seen your face but you’re an amazing person. you ground me and make me feel a peace in this fucked up world. i feel so disconnected from everything else when i’m spending time with you.” you choke out and can vaguely hear his breath hitching.

“i’m sorry.” is all he says.

“you don’t get it, do you?” you whisper brokenly.

“what?” the confusion is evident in his tone.

“i’m in love with you, b-but i think i’m also developing feelings for my project partner, his name is tomura. he’s shy and quiet, really nice though, i think you’d like him. he’s pretty cute, has this cute little mole on his chin and a scar over his lips.” you pause to take a breath.

“am i a bad person, shigs?” you’re both silent after the words leave your lips, the only sound is both of your soft breathing.

“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers.

“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” you slide down the wall and sit on the floor.

“flowey-” he starts.

“it’s so cold, shigs, and i can’t find my friend either. i should call my brother to come get me.” you cut him off and sigh.

you hear somebody call your name, for some reason it echoes through the phone but you’re too drunk to realize. looking up, you see tomu about fifteen feet away, making his way to you.

“oh, tomu’s here.” you mumble into the phone. “shigs i-” he cuts you off.

“i’m sorry for everything.” he mutters and you’re left confused, why is he sorry?

“shiggy, what?” you’re still looking at tomu before checking your phone to make sure shigs hasn’t hung up, he hasn’t. bringing the phone back to your ear, you call his name again.

“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything. a tear falls down your cheek just as tomu kneels in front of you.

“you okay?” tomu’s voice is soft, it brings you a moment of peace before your eyes make contact with his and you cry.

“take me home tomu?” his heart breaks a second time at the pain in your voice.

how did he get here?

tomura wasn’t sure how he’d gotten here, or rather, he wasn’t sure why he was here. he knew how he got here, and he knew what happened prior to getting here. dabi came home with shoto, who promptly passed out in his brother’s room. the two of them then went up to the roof for a smoke sesh, a much needed smoke sesh. touya rolled some blunts, splitting them with shigs, and the two sat there smoking in silence.

“y/n said she met you today.” shigs spoke up, dabi hummed.

“yeah, she’s nice. pretty too, just your type man.” touya tells him.

“crazy part is, she’s keigo’s little sister. saw him today too at their place.” dabi snorted, though there wasn’t anything funny about what happened.

“no shit, high school keigo?” tomura took a long hit of his blunt, touya nodded.

“damn man, no wonder you’re all depressed on twitter. seeing him must have fucked you up.” touya sighed heavily at that.

“yeah, it did.” the pair goes back to being silent, sharing another blunt before dabi speaks again.

“i followed her on twitter, you wanna see her?” tomura would deny the way he blushed after touya’s question.

“yeah.” touya pulls his phone out, opening it up to your twitter profile and letting shigs scroll through.

“say you’re fucking lying.” tomura grumbles and dabi’s face portrays his shock.

“what?” touya takes another hit and side eyes his friend.

“dude, this is my project partner.” touya snorts as the words leave tomura’s mouth before it quickly dissolves into a coughing fit. he coughs for a minute or so, while shigs continue scrolling through your profile.

“no fucking way bro, how the fuck did you not recognize her voice? i get why she wouldn’t recognize yours, because of the modulator and you’re quiet in your tomura persona, but how did you not rocognize hers?” touya finally manages to say after his coughing fit dies down, shigs shrugs.

“she speaks differently too, it’s more, i don’t know, preppy i guess? kind of like she’s putting on this facade, a personality she thinks people will like.” tomura explains, dabi nods with a hum.

it’s quiet again, shigs hands touya back his phone right as the timeline refreshes. a post from toga appears, it’s a photo of you. the lighting is green and you’re dancing on a table, looking so ethereal, that his breath hitches.

“they’re at a club?” tomura’s voice comes out lower than before and dabi nods as he grabs his phone.

“yeah they got there like an hour ago, the one in hosu, by the shitty bar with the red sign outside. spinner is going to get himi and ocha after he finishes inventory at the shop. and kenzie is supposed to call me when she’s ready for me to get her.” he takes a last hit of the blunt between his fingers, while shigs goes quiet.

“i’m gonna go for a drive.” tomura says after a minute of silence.

“yeah, me too.” touya agreed.

so maybe that’s why he was here, to see you?

because right now, he’s sitting in his car parked across the street from the club you’re at. and he can see you from where he’s at, you’re leaning against the wall, phone in hand, wearing a dress that looks amazing on you, and it makes his heart race. 

he’s lost in his thoughts, fingers drumming against the steering wheel when his phone goes off with the discord voice call sound. he knows without even looking that it’s you. his eyes land on your figure and sure enough, there you stand with the phone against your ear. you look like you’re about to hang up and he answers the call before he can stop himself.

“hey flowey.” he can see the sad look on your face and assumes you have tears gathering in your eyes.

“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” he can feel his heart break as he hears the pain in your voice.

god, he wishes he wasn’t such a dick to you today. it had been such a long day, he was exhausted emotionally and didn’t want to burden you. clearly, that didn’t matter since here you were, drinking the pain away and still thinking of him. and there’s nothing he can do except sit there and listen as you cry to him over the phone.

he listens as you ramble, telling him how much you miss him and how much he means to you.

“i’m sorry.” it’s the only thing his fucked up brain can think to tell you in this shitty situation.

“you don’t get it, do you?” your voice, normally so happy and full of love when talking to him, now sounds distant and broken, it leaves him with an awful feeling of guilt in his chest.

he voices his confusion and immediately regrets it, because then he has to sit there and listen as you tell him about how much you love him but how you’re gaining feelings for somebody else. who just so happens to also be him, unbeknownst to you of course. he listens as you talk about him as tomu, and frowns at the next words that leave your lips.

“am i a bad person, shigs?” he stays quiet at that, the sound of your breathing mixes in with his.

“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers trying to reassure you. he doesn’t even notice that he’s out of the car walking towards you.

“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” he hears you say over the phone, as he watches your body slide down the wall to the floor. 

“flowey-” he doesn’t know what to say but it doesn’t matter when you cut him off, saying it’s cold and mentioning calling your brother.

he calls your name aloud as tomu and as you look up to see him walking towards you, he hopes you didn’t hear it over the phone. he sees the surprise in your eyes as you confirm it’s him, even saying it to him over the phone and he has to resist the urge to laugh.

you go to say something, but he cuts you off with an apology. he listens silently as you voice your confusion, watches as you check your phone to make sure he hasn't hung up yet, and then when you return the phone to your ear and call his name, he finally answers.

“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything, and watches as a tear falls down your cheek, before he takes the last few steps and kneels down in front of you as tomu.

“you okay?” he makes sure his voice is in the soft tone of tomu that you’re used to, he can see the short moment of peace it brings you before your eyes meet his and you begin to cry.

“take me home tomu?” and he feels his heart break once again at the pain in your voice and the look of devastation on your face.

level nine; drink the pain away completed!

one achievement unlocked; dabihawks meet again!

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It’s honestly so upsetting to see that the majority of people just don’t understand that Tomura doesn’t actually get enjoyment from killing people.

Tomura has literally felt so sick to his stomach that he has thrown up when he has killed people before.

The difference between all of the times Tomura has felt physically ill from killing people and all of the times that Tomura has gotten “enjoyment” from it (Tomura doesn’t feel enjoyment, he feels relief.) is that each time the person he killed had hurt him first.

Killing the people that hurt him is just genuinely the only thing that Tomura can think of to get them to finally stop so that they won’t hurt him anymore.

Tenko had originally reached out to his father for help, only for him to be struck by him with a gardening tool… and only then Tenko killed (with purpose) his father to stop him from hurting him again:

Tomura only wanted to kill the two drunk men after they had hurt him for literally just walking down the street:

Tomura wanting to kill the heroes that had hurt him (with the intention of killing him):

Tomura still doesn’t get enjoyment from killing people who hurt him, but he does experience relief from it…

((Edit: I would just like to clarify that the relief that Tomura feels from killing people that hurt him comes from knowing that they can’t hurt him anymore (relief that he is safe, even if temporarily) It does not come from him getting rid of the “itch” that he experiences (it always comes back, even after killing), like AFO groomed him into believing. I saw someone add that in the tags, and I realized that I never fully explained my thoughts on it. LOL.))

Not to mention, Tomura was literally GROOMED by All For One (which is something that people just like to ignore for some reason…) to even have this desire to kill people in the first place.

And even then Tomura doesn’t have the desire to kill people in the way that AFO wants!

His want for destruction stems from his inherent empathy for others, and his inability to understand how people are able to ignore the suffering of others. Not what All For One has groomed him into believing. (That Tomura’s want for destruction is an impulse that’s something inherent to him.)

Tomura has continued to have empathy for others despite AFO’s grooming, and has showed genuine kindness to the league on many occasions…

All of this is such an important aspect of Tomura’s character and being able to actually understand him, and it’s so disheartening constantly seeing people completely overlook this part of him.

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