WORLD STOP!!! EVERYONE!!! WE GOT NEW BLACK HAIR DABI CONTENT!!! MISSED HIM SO MUCH PLEASE

WORLD STOP—!!! EVERYONE!!! WE GOT NEW BLACK HAIR DABI CONTENT!!! MISSED HIM SO MUCH PLEASE 😭🖤

“Maybe it was your fate to be dragged through dirt and then purified by the same hand that dragged you through it?”

this life changing quote had no right being in a fucking gojo x reader fan fiction. i remember staring at it for like 5 minutes and i was speechless.

@tawus you’re insanely talented.

shoko save me shoko

ohh i don’t know… just thinking about riding shigaraki’s thigh. you’re in your panties, shirt discarded somewhere on the floor in the haste of your make out session, while he’s fully clothed.

he helps you grind your sopping cunt on his jean-clad thigh, drinking in your pathetic whines and whimpers as he’s careful not to fully wrap his hands around your hips.

shigaraki full on stares at you, taking in every little detail on your face and committing it to memory, afraid this might be some cruel trick his mind is playing on him.

you keep whining, the feeling of his thigh brushing against your clit is other-worldly. “tomu— nghh! i’m close…”

his fingers let go of you as he practically forces you to hump his thigh to get off. your fingers are entangled in his hair, pulling on his delicate strands when the pleasure becomes too much.

“please, wanna cum so bad!” you begged, already getting tired from having to do it yourself and missing the feeling of his hands on you.

shigaraki looked down at his thigh and noticed the big wet patch on his pants from the fluids leaking from your pussy and smirked. he let out a sound akin to that of a groan when your hands slid under his sweater and scratched his back.

“cum.” and that was all you needed to hear for you to come undone.

♡Virgin!Dabi, too insecure of his scars to keep the lights on while being intimate with you for the first time, he usually didnt care about them, any prick could describe its disgustingly rough purple texture and he'd bitterly laugh in thier face with an even worse uncalled for insult, but around you hes suddenly more aware when a paticular scar starts spreading out of its staple lines...yet you still coo in his ears of how devishly attractive they are, but as you sit on the bed slowly stripping, your perky tits bouncing, your plushy thighs squishing together shyly, he went desperately feral, the feverish need to grab everything all at once overwhelming...the light was immediately flicked back on.

♡Virgin!Dabi, immediately whimpering when your lips wrap around him, he can't handle it, before he'd only pathetically attempt to stroke himself struggling as his staples annoyingly jab into him leaving him unsatisfied, now your pretty puffy lips soothe him into cumming right then and there, eyes rolling back as thick creamy white ropes spurt out his tip, his large hands tugging at your silky hair strands, his fingernails digging into your scalp slightly, your doey eyes looking up at him in the aftermath of his cum was sinful, atleast that's what he said while grumpily mumbling his words, his cheeks tinted slightly pink as he straightened himself up, too embarrassed to admit he just came within 60 seconds.

♡Virgin!Dabi my underrated bbg sighs

[I have way more virgin dabi thoughts but now I feel shy its easier reading this than actually posting idk how ppl get the confidence...(´Д` )!!]

Shigaraki Tomura

cw: NSFW • Holiday Filth • Crush Shigaraki • Modern AU • dry humping • language • implied alcohol usage • pathetic virgin Tomura

Thinking about being Shigaraki’s little sister’s best friend.

Being invited over to her house and being so excited unbeknownst to your friend to see her nasty older brother. Tomura holed up in his room, feet up and knees bent as he sits in his fancy leather gamer chair spewing filth into the mic of his headset. Being given the most toe curling glare from him as he looks up from under his messy bangs and sees you peaking at him through a crack in the door. Sneering and telling you to “fuck off” and you do, scampering away to shamelessly rifle through the medicine cabinet in the bathroom for any of his hygiene products. There’s not many. It doesn’t matter though, since he left his dirty clothes from last night in a bundle on the bathroom floor beside the shower and toilet.

Your friend babbling on endlessly about family drama but you can’t pay attention as dinner begins and Tomura is forcibly dragged down the stairs, eye bags heavy from lack of sleep, mumbling out vague answers on how college is going. He notices his little sister’s annoying friend though, you, who always seems to be judging him from the way you constantly have your eyes on him. It pisses him off, and he’s not afraid of outing you in front of everyone.

“Why don’t you find something better to stare at bitch,” and cackling as the home filled with relatives and friends erupts at his rude comment and language. His family is comforting you, telling you he’s just having a rough day, he doesn’t mean it, etc. Your friend is intent on vengeance but you assure her it means nothing to you. She’s used to the behavior and agrees he’s not worth the trouble, being pulled away by relatives intent on being nosy into her personal life.

Tomura did mean it though, and you know it too, and it still doesn’t stop you from sneaking away upstairs while the house slowly boozes up and begins to become rowdy. Tomura slunk away to return to his game he’d been playing with friends, some stolen snacks and a cheap bottle of vodka in his hoodie pocket he takes a straight swig from every now and then as he gets heated into his gaming match.

He’s nearly surprised to see you open his bedroom door and not his mom or sister intent on giving him a headache.

“Back to keep staring whore?” He’s snickering as he flips up the mic, his game paused for a moment while waiting on another friend to join the match.

“Yeah.” He doesn’t expect you to lock the door, a brow cocked up as he reassess you.

You’re much cuter now. The baby fat gone and a young woman blooming, barely an adult now but it didn’t stop his eyes from lowering to your chest that was rising and falling quite quickly. He’s always been so used to seeing you attached to his bratty shit sister that he’s never appreciated you before.

“Wanna do more than stare though.” He’s even more shocked to see you tossing the ugly Christmas cardigan you matched with his sister, the plain dress under easily lifted over your head and dropped too. Right in front of him.

“Ha, oh yeah?” He’s baffled but not upset, dropping his feet and manspreading wide as his cock hardens in his sweats. He’s shameless in palming himself through them, setting his controller aside and licking his dry lips as you come closer, cute little matching bra and pantie set doing little to hide your hard nipples poking through the fabric and pussy lips. “Fuck, look at you, all grown up huh?” His eyes on you as you slide the dainty fabric covering your cunt down and stepping out, removing your bra next slowly, letting him drink you in. You’re nearly vibrating with excitement, eyes wide and bright as you straddle him.

“Little pervert, you wanna ride my cock?” You smile, because he’s acting like he isn’t some loser virgin with trembling hands digging into the fat of your soft ass. You can feel he’s just as strung up now, his palms lightly sweating as they slide up and cup your breasts, eagerly pitching and pulling at your nipples while you roll your hips over his chubby cock. “D-damn, where’d’ya learn to act like this?” He’s nearly about to cum from touching your tits alone, but the feel of you grinding down on him is making him lose it.

“I watched porn.” He groans, finally losing patience and pulling his dick free from his sweats, ready to naively try and enter you without any prep. He’s huffing and breathing heavy as he rubs the tip through your folds and trying and failing to hump into you. He’s just bumping uselessly against your tightly closed entrance while he moans and buries his face in your chest, happy when you begin to run your fingers through his hair.

He’s coming a minute later. No penetration necessary for him to spurt his hot spunky load against your pussy as he nearly passes out from how hard he cums.

“Holy fuck—!” You nearly have to muffle his cry of pleasure as he grips you for dear life.

The banging on his door a minute later making you both fumble for clothing as your friend’s voice comes out in a battle cry for your location.

“You fucking asshole! You hurt her feelings and now I can’t find her!”

You both only look at one another in amusement and embarrassment.

“Try looking up your ass since her face is always buried there!” He shouts back, and you have to bit back the comment you want to yell at him. Little does anyone else know the true reason you love going to the Shigaraki house when Tomura is home.