You Look So Pretty

You look so pretty

I thought you might like this :) @dabislittlemouse

Minors DNI.

syn: Dabi adds the finishing touches to your makeup

Tw: soft smut. facial. no plot whatsoever, short and sweet.

The sounds of choking and slobbering echoed through the room making your head spin. You breathed through your nose as your nails indented onto the back of Dabi's thighs.

You tried to take all of him in, you really did, but he was just too big. His cock pushed in and out of your mouth slowly, reaching the back of your throat with ease. His hand pushed your head forward, making you moan and take the rest of him whether you liked it or not.

He let out a sigh, "Good girl, you're getting better." His voice rang through your ears, and you looked up at him, silently begging for whatever release he opted to give you.

You sucked on his cock slowly, running your tongue along his tip in languid movements. Getting a bit faster when you felt him twitch, he pulled out slowly and fisted his cock quickly.

His head was thrown back in pleasure and before you knew it his hot cum was splattered all over your face. He wiped it off with his thumb and stuck it in your mouth, staring as you sucked on it without a thought.

"You're so pretty, now get on that damn bed, we don't want you getting all tired yet, now do we?" He said with a smirk.

You were in for a long night, but it was alright, you would take anything you were given and more.

Havunen Minttu on mun lemppari Ääniloiri

Miku is wearing etelä-pohjanmaa Finnish national dress and the art is inspired old packaging of Finnish Oat brand called Elovena.

In original packaging Elovena girl is actually wearing mishmash of different elements of multiple different Finnish national dress. I wanted Miku to wear an actual national dress and the Etelä-Pohjanmaa was the closest one.

Dadmas Day 2: I Want Another One

Dadmas Masterlist

pairing: Touya Todoroki/Dabi x f!reader

word count: 2.6k

warnings: soft Touya <3, talk of pregnancy and having more children, first pregnancy was not planned, reader has stretch marks, little bit of body worship bc you deserve it, breeding, creampie, lactation kink, sir kink, daddy kink, oral (f!receiving), multiple orgasms, dacryphilia if you squint, g-spot fucking, praise kink

notes: he enjoys havin’ babies with you as much as he enjoys makin’ ‘em <3 also jsyk Touya would actually be the greatest dad in the world. he’d treat his little baby as if they’re the most fragile and most precious thing in the world <3

Touya’s just slipping out of your daughter’s nursery when you poke your head out of the bedroom.

“Did she go down okay?” You ask quietly, stopping in the hall as he approaches you.

“Yeah, she did. M’pretty sure she’s gonna be out for a while too,” he replies as his arms snake around your waist and yours find a place on his stapled chest.

“Good. Maybe we can get a few chores done while she’s out if we’re quiet,” you suggest, briefly staring off into space as you try to decide whether you want to tackle the mountain of laundry or pile of dishes waiting for you.

“Mhm,” Touya hums in agreement, but you seriously doubt that he knows what he’s agreeing to when your gaze finds his face again.

His eyes are all over your body and his hands have started roaming too. Warm palms gently knead the swell of yours while his eyes travel up your torso and lock in on your chest.

“Baby, did you hear me?”

A quiet giggles escapes you as you try to catch his eye and you apparently succeed. A soft smile spreads across his face as he searches yours. The way that he’s looking at you makes your cheeks grow warm. Just when you feel that you’re about to melt beneath his gaze, he finally speaks.

“I want another one.”

You cock your head to one side, trying to glean exactly what he means from his facial expression, but you can’t.

“What do you mean?” You ask curiously, letting your hands slip around him to give him a gentle squeeze. “Another what, babe?”

“A baby.” He shrugs. “I want another baby with you.”

He says it so simply. So plainly. The level of casualness with which he brings up having a whole other child nearly sends you into shock right there.

“I’m sorry, what?”

Your eyebrows jump and you blink at him, waiting for him to laugh and say, ‘Got you!’ or something.

“What?” He shrugs again. “Is that really so unbelievable?”

“Considering how freaked you were when I told you the first one was comin’, uh yeah,” you scoff, genuine laughter bubbling out of your throat.

He rolls his eyes, but there’s a smug little grin pulling at the corner of his mouth.

“Okay, so maybe I had a little meltdown, but I got over it and I’m glad I did.” His tone shifts from sarcasm to sincerity as he peeks over his shoulder and back down the hall. “I know that little girl can’t even talk yet, but she’s changed my perspective on a lot of things.”

His eyes are cast down now, focused on what little space is left between you. His hands have migrated north to anxiously fiddle with the hem of your sweater. Even after so much time and far more intimate situaiton with you, moments like this still made him impossibly nervous.

“Do you really mean it? You want another baby?”

You can't hide the little smile that quirks up your lips and his eyes meet yours again as a similar expression spreads across his face.

"Yeah, I mean it. I wouldn't fuck around about somethin' like this," he murmurs, losing his nerve again as his gaze drops.

"Well, some fucking around is going to be necessary. I'm sure you're familiar with how we ended up with the first one," you tease, slowly running your hands over his abdomen to bunch up the hem of his shirt and slip your fingers beneath it.

"Can't say that I am, actually." He smirks, hands slipping over your ass again to give your cheeks a firm squeeze. "How 'bout a little reminder while the gremlin's still out cold?"

"You think you're so cute, don't you?" You laugh, turning and taking his hand to pull him into the bedroom.

He closes the door behind him while you turn the baby monitor on and set it aside on the nightstand.

"No, you think I'm cute," he corrects you, lifting his shirt up over his head to toss it aside as he approaches you. "I think you're fuckin' crazy because of it."

His arms wind around your middle, hands already working to shed your bottoms while he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, gently brushing the tip of his nose against your skin before his lips find purchase.

"You are cute. Our kid is proof," you murmur, eyes falling closed as you tilt your head to the side and your bottoms hit the floor.

Your breathing grows more shallow as he sinks his teeth in, nipping just barely before he begins to suck. He breathes a laugh through his nose, his chuckle muffled and voice low when he speaks again.

"That's because she's your kid. She gets it from you. Symptom of having a drop dead gorgeous mom, I think."

"Shut up. You've already got me half naked," you laugh, arching your back to grind your ass against his growing erection, which is struggling against his sweatpants. "'Sides, she looks like a carbon copy of you, sir."

"Sir?" He hums, nipping at your neck again before he gently swats your ass. "I think I like that."

"I thought you liked 'daddy'?" You ask with a devious smile as he spins you around and his warms hands glide beneath your top, fingertips just barely tracing the shape of your breasts.

"Oh, I do, but there's no harm in switchin' it up now and then, yeah, doll?"

His eyes light up with amusement as your arch your back further, trying to guide your chest into his hands in search of more meaningful stimulation.

"You want somethin' from me, sweetheart?" The smug grin on his face almost seems permanent as he walks you back a couple steps towards the bed.

The back of your knees hit the mattress and you sit, head tilted back to stare up at him obediently. His cock throbs when he notices the hungry look in your eyes and it takes him a good deal of self restraint not to pin you and fuck you stupid right there.

"Just want you, daddy. Please," you ask sweetly, hands pressed to his thighs to slowly slide up to the waistband of his sweats.

The edge of your hand brushes against his erection and his abs flex taut, the softest groan passing through his lips. He cups your face in his hand, his long thumb brushing over your lips before you continue.

"I need you to touch me. Need you to make me cum on your cock before you stuff my pussy full. Pretty please, baby. I just want you to breed me. Wanna give you another baby so, so badly," you almost whisper, eyes locked with his.

His gaze briefly drops to your mouth as he gently pulls on your bottom lip with the pad of his thumb and he mutters a curse under his breath. He was almost painfully hard now and he hadn't even really gotten started with you yet.

"M'gonna give you another fuckin' kid, doll. Don't you worry," he huffs, grinning as he grabs the hem of your shirt and lifts it off of you.

He throws it over his shoulder and his eyes travel over your exposed body as if he's getting ready to devour you. He even licks his lips, tongue running along his scarred bottom lip before he takes it between his teeth and shakes his head.

"I still don't understand how I fuckin' pulled you," he muses as he drops to his knees, parting your legs to ensure you have no thread of modesty to cling to.

You bite down on the inside of your cheek, eyes averted as he leans in closer. His sights are set on your breasts and he doesn't hesitate before wrapping his lips around your right nipple while his hand stimulates the left.

A long, drawn out moan vibrates against your skin as he begins to suck and tastes what he was after. The sweet substance that seeps from your breast hitting his tongue only makes him that much harder.

"I think m'gonna have to keep you knocked up, because I've started to enjoy this too much," he murmurs, switching sides to gently coax milk from your other breast as he peeks up at you.

"Shit. Touya, that feels so good," you mewl, staring down at him for a moment before you close you eyes and tilt your head back as you lean back on your hands.

"This is nothin', doll," he mutters, mouth still full. "Just you wait."

He closes his mouth around your nipple again, groaning as he savors another taste of you before he seeks to taste another part of you entirely.

He pulls back and stoops lower to grab your calves, throwing them over his shoulders as he dives face first into your cunt. His tongue parts your lips, searching for your clit to toy with the sensitive bud.

"Fuck," you curse, back arching as you reach out to thread your fingers into his hair.

You give his white locks a tug and he moans so loudly it's sinful. Thankfully, he plunges his tongue inside you to muffle the sound, his eyes lifting to find your gaze once again.

He swears he could cum untouched if he just sat here long enough. Watching you. Touching you. Tasting you. It's almost intoxicating. The way you taste—no matter where he puts his mouth—is addicting.

He rapidly loses himself in your pussy. Nose bumping your clit whenever his lips aren't wrapped around it, gently sucking to draw you closer to your end. His tongue twists inside you, ravenously slurping up the juices that seep from you while he watches your face.

He always know when your close. He can feel the way your cunt clenches. See the way your face twists with pleasure as your cries pitch up higher and higher. His hands seize your hips when they start to move, so that he can hold them down and deliver you every ounce of pleasure that you're owed until your grinding against his face.

A sick grin spreads across his lips as he continues jawing between your legs, burying his face in deeper as you come undone and gush into his open mouth. The noise that he makes as he begins cleaning you up can't quite be described, but it sends another shiver up your spine as you mewl and beg for him to show your poor clit some mercy.

"Holy shit," you sigh, eyes shut tight as you collapse backwards onto the bed, attempting to catch your breath.

He wipes his chin with the back of his hand, but it does nothing to remove the smirk from his lips as he stands tall and admires the mess that he's reduced you to already while he sheds his sweats.

"The important part hasn't even start yet, dollface. Hope you're not too tired for me to breed you."

His voice is velvet and his touch is tender as he drags the pads ofhis fingers along your side, appreciating the stripes on your skin with a fond smile while he carefully lumbers over you.

"You are gonna look so good carrying another one of my brats around in your belly," he whispers, leaning in to place a kiss to your collarbone.

He peppers kisses up your neck and along the side of your face, his hands working up and down your sides until one rests on your hip and the other lays atop your stomach. His lips ghost the shell of your ear, his warm breath tickling your neck when he whispers again.

"I don't deserve you, but I promise that I don't take what you've given me for granted."

Your eyes open to find him smiling down at you. His expression is almost wistful, but it's undoubtedly sincere. You reach up to cup his face in your hands, thumbs delicately brushing along his seams as you pull him into a slow, sweet kiss.

He exhales through his nose as he shifts his hips forward, slipping inside you with ease. You gasp at the welcome intrusion, moaning louder as each inch slowly glides deeper until he's fully sheathed in your warmth.

He stays like that for a moment, capturing your lips again to tell you without words just how much he truly appreciates you, but he soon grows impatient. You both trade moans back and forth as he starts to roll his hips, slow and steady at first, and then suddenly something seems to overtake him.

He changes up his thrusts, pushing himself up on his arms to lean back a little. He moves with more purpose, more speed. Soft whimpers spout from his lips as he hangs his head, muttering quiet curses while he moves faster and faster still.

"You feel so fuckin' good, doll. Pussy always feels so fuckin' good," he pants, lifting his head to look at you with eyes that have become wholly clouded with lust. "Cant. C-can't help myself."

His eyes roll and a growl emanates from the back of his throat as he starts fucking you harder. You grasp onto his arms, gasping and crying out in ecstasy as he starts nailing you g-spot over and over and over again.

Tears flood your waterline and soon spill over your cheeks as you clench your eyes shut tight, trying to brace yourself for the impact that you know is only seconds away.

"T-Touya. Fuck, haa, I-I..!"

In what he would certainly consider a stunning display, you shatter. Everything feels tense and tight until you just can't take anymore and you let go. You soar into oblivion, everything uncoiling at once as pleasure crashes over you.

"That's it, doll. So good. Such a good girl f'me," he praises you, though he's clearly not far behind you.

His voice grows tight and he stutters, as do his hips, before he lets out a string of curses. His hips settle back into rhythm and he hunches over you, drilling his cock into as he spills his seed inside your spasming walls until he's too spent to continue.

He falls to the side of you and blindly reaches out to pull you against him as you both try to collect yourselves. You nuzzle into his chest as you drape your arm over him, humming contently as the aftershocks continue to pulse through your whole body. It's blissful.

"That was good practice, but I think we should keep at it. Just so we're prepared," he murmurs playfully, eyes still closed as his fingertips start to drift along your spine and he kisses the top of your head.

"Yes, sir," you laugh softly, giving him a gentle squeeze as you place a kiss to his chest. "Don't fall asleep though. You're getting her when she wakes up."

"Pfft. M'not gonna fall asleep." He yawns a moment later, betraying himself. "Mm, but I do think maybe she'd like to see you when she gets up," he adds playfully.

"Well, only one of us is leaking cum right now, so," you retort, cheek smushing against his chest as yuo feel yourself nearly about to slip off into dreamland.

"Fair enough," he chuckles, rubbing your back as he places another kiss to your scalp. "I'll get her. You rest, doll. I love you."

You mean to say 'I love you too', but you're out before you get the chance. All that Touya hears is a muffled grunt that he's pretty sure sounds like the cadence that usually carries your, 'I love you too'.

He wraps both arms around you, staring down at your sleeping face as he counts his blessings. He looks forward to nothing more than being able to count one more.

thank you for reading! please like, comment, or reblog if you enjoyed <3

Diavolo is a pervert, although no one dares say it out loud, nor do they actually believe their beloved future king is secretly hiding a human kink under the "exchange program" excuse. it's all lies to get close to the pretty human who just arrived, like a little prey before his eyes, you're just to cute for your own good. and Diavolo cant help but imagine how good you'll look bent over and taking his demon cock, he'll fill you up nice and good until all you think about is him.

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Finally, I’ve got some time to share this beautiful comic drawn by my super talented @explosion-island 🌟

For a bit of context, the story takes place in the Altered MHA AU that I created with my best girl @crystalwolfblog In this AU, a rehabilitated Touya runs a car workshop with his wife, Asuki. Their eldest, Takaya, often stops by after his hero course to hang out (and occasionally bother his parents), while their youngest, Nootka, sometimes spends time at the workshop with when she's not attending the kindergarten. This time, uncle Shigaraki - who's also been rehabilitated and lives with Touya’s family - decides to lend a hand at the workshop… though, of course, with some minor complications 🤭