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Cybernetics [Part 2] (Gavin x Android!Reader)

Word Count: 4.1k+

A/N: I again would like to apologize for the, ah, extremely long wait. But, with the help of you guys, my motivation came back and I cranked this out immediately. I hope y’all can forgive me and thank you for bearing with me through this.

Warnings: Gavin’s swearing, brief blood mention

Part 1: Here

“Is that a fucking kid behind me?”

Sweat dribbles down his forehead into his eyebrows as his hands rise slowly into the air. Gavin despite trying to keep his calm, gulps out of reflex, the faint sound of saliva going down his suddenly dry throat, filling the room. His eyes never leave your own while yours glance between him and the small figure standing not far behind. Your gun is pointed directly at them, only the most observant being able to notice that your hands are shaking, which confuses you immensely. You pass it off as your processors just overworking to comprehend how this could possibly be. Despite the lack of evidence besides the large amounts of blood everywhere across the property, you don’t think you’d ever come to the conclusion that it was a child that could’ve done this. You scan the figure up and down, keeping a strong grasp on the weapon in your hands. The LED attached to your temple flashes yellow, taking in whatever you can. The child seems to be a female, not much older than 12. Her hair is matted with blood while her face is covered in dirt and sweat.

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(pretence);

“Thank you for today.”

You voice was soft, almost cautious as you glanced at the impossibly tall RK model beside you. His stark, white jacket almost blended in with the snow around you, his grey eyes coldly taking in the deserted park. The lone swing creaked slightly in the breeze, flurries of snow falling around you both. Huffing a short, slow puff of air, you felt your lungs twinge from the cold.

When you realised that RK900—Nines, you mentally corrected yourself, after all you had both agreed that it would be a suitable name for him—was not going to answer you, you turned to face the river.

The night was bitterly cold, temperature dropping sharply by the minute as you rubbed your freezing fingers together hurriedly.  

“Your death would have gotten in the way of my mission,” came Nines cool, stiff reply. Always so prim, always so unflinchingly inhuman in his delivery. “I simply did what I was programmed to do. It would be unfortunate to change partners now.”

There was nothing approachable about those razor-sharp edges of his. Nothing—except, perhaps—his surprising protectiveness of you. The way he always placed his body before yours, the way he always dragged you behind him, and pushed you out of harm’s way. He never took your thanks on board, never looked moved by your never-ending gratitude. He simply brushed it aside.

You hummed quietly under your breath, leaning your arms on the railing in front of you as you glanced at him over your shoulder with a light smile, “You know…when you’re not acting like a haughty piece of plastic, you’re actually pretty cool,” you joked with a chuckle. The snow in his hair danced in the slight breeze, the icy flurries accenting the lightness of his eyes as he took a step towards you, a barely noticeable frown on his face when he glanced at the river behind you.

“May I ask you a question, (Name),” he asked crisply, gaze focused on something in the far distance. “Why is it that you don’t treat me the same way others do?”

Ignoring the fact that he didn’t let you refuse the question, you spoke honestly, “Well no offence but you’re kind of terrible at making friends,” you told him with a bemused smile. “You’re supposed to be more advanced than Connor, but you can barely hold a conversation without people wanting to punch you in the face. I guess…I don’t think you’re that bad? People just need to get used to your pretence act. You’re not all bad, okay?”

Turning your gaze back towards the water again, you gazed steadily at the beautifully lit up bridge in the distance, the twinkling of the lights making you feel at ease. The android beside you was quiet for a long minute.

“Is it sympathy?”

Blinking slowly, you tried to control the urge to turn around and look at him, “No, it’s not sympathy. What I’m trying to say—look, I think you’re fine just the way you are. I like you even with your prickly personality. I’m glad to be working with you, Nines.”

You cleared your throat uneasily, realising too late that you probably blurted out too much at this incredibly astute android who was no doubt picking apart your words right now.

“I was successful then,” he said so softly, so gently, it made your eyes widen. “It’s a pity.”

“What’s a pity—”

You turned around quickly, and the last thing you registered was something cold and hard pressing against your forehead.

BANG

“Mission accomplished.”

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Hi hello yes uh-huh

I saw your requests are open (I haven't been on Tumblr for three months 😭😭)

And I love the works!

May I request a law and Kidd x reader (separate) to react to seeing their s/o's (always covered) body since there's all scratches and scars all over and they feel self-conscious about?

( I have a still fading scar on my thigh when I fell in a hole and a metal bar dug itself on it. So I guess that's my take lol)

A/N: I have a scar that I’m a little self conscious of so this was very cathartic for me to write!!! (Also I know Kidd has a scar kink you cannot convince me otherwise)

Characters: gn reader x Law, Kidd

Cw: This is very borderline NSFW, So read at your own risk.

Total word count: 1.2k

Beauty Scars

Law

Law’s hand slipped under your shirt and gave it a tug. 

“Law, wait,” You pulled away from his lips, grabbing his hand to stop him from pulling it up further. 

“I want to see you,” he murmured, leaning into your lips again. 

You pulled away from his advances and he freezed. “Sorry,” he mumbled, his eyes averting away from you.

“It’s fine, really.” You could feel your face warming with embarrassment. 

“No, it’s not.” His hand ran through his hair, and you could see he was distressed at the thought of you being uncomfortable. “I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry.”

You grabbed his face and peppered it with kisses. Law tended to get a little carried away when the two of you were alone, but he always took your nonverbal cues and stopped whenever you were tense. 

“I’m fine,” you assured him. “I really am. I’m just a little self conscious of my body, that’s all.”

His eyes locked with yours. “You’re perfect, I assure you.”

You smiled slightly at his comment. He hadn’t seen the scars on your body yet, and a piece of you was afraid of what his reaction would be when he saw them. You knew he wouldn’t stop loving you, but it would hurt to see him grimace at your body. You hated it enough as it was, you didn’t need another reminder of its imperfections.

Still, you wanted to get it over with sooner than later. Your fingers gripped the bottom of your shirt, and you slowly pulled it up. You closed your eyes to avoid seeing his initial reaction, but you heard him gasp in surprise. You tossed your shirt aside and opened your eyes, finally risking a peek to see his reaction. 

His eyes examined you, taking in the view of your exposed body. After a few moments, he glanced up to meet your gaze. 

You suddenly found yourself feeling very uneasy, and your arms wrapped around your torso, trying to hide. 

“Fuck,” he whispered softly, eyes moving back down your body. “You are beautiful.”

Your cheek burned. You were not expecting that reaction from him. He grabbed your hands, gently prying them away from your midsection and intertwining his fingers with yours so he could have a full view of you again. He leaned into you, kissing your lips slow and soft, before moving down to your neck.

He covered your shoulders in kisses, and when his lips reached one of your scars, you gasped at the contact.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt?” He pulled back, his eyes scanning your face.

“I’m fine,” you assured him. “I just wasn’t expecting it. I thought…” You trailed off, not wanting to say any more.

But Law never lets you get away with things that easily. “Tell me,” he urged. He pressed his forehead against your own, maintaining eye contact with you the whole time. 

“I thought you’d find them off putting,” you admitted, your eyes cast downward in humiliation. “I thought you'd hate them.”

You can feel his brow furrowed in confusion. “Why would I hate them?”

“Because I do.” You had never said it out loud before, not to another person. Most people didn’t even know your body was riddled with scars. You always wore long clothes and avoided changing in front of people to avoid the stares and the questions. 

You could hear Law sigh sadly at your comment, and you felt him squeeze your hands in reassurance. He bent down and softly kissed the first scar he could find. And another, and then another. 

“Your scars are proof that you’re alive, y/n-ya. They’re proof that you’ve lived, and you’ve struggled, and you’ve overcome it all.”

He leaned back up, kissing you once on the forehead before meeting your eyes again. “How on earth could I hate such beauty?”

Kidd

“Fuck!” you shouted, coffee spilling down your shirt. The crew erupted into laughter, and you smiled along with them at your clumsy mistake. “Be right back.”

You got up from your seat and ran back to your room to change. Once inside, you pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it aside, looking through your drawers for a new outfit. 

“Holy fuck,” a deep voice came from the doorway, and you let out a yelp of surprise. You turn, finding your captain standing in the doorway. He’s smirking at you, eyes raking over your body. 

“Captain! I…” Your voice falters as he steps over to you, staring hungrily at your body. You shy away from him, but he pulls you in close, his fingers tracing over your shoulders and down your arms. 

“I didn’t know you had these.” His gaze follows the trail that his hands have created down your torso. 

“I know,” you say, ashamed by how intensely he was staring at you. “Its-”

“So fucking hot,” he growled. As you watched him, you could see he was holding back, trying to refrain from pouncing on you right here and now. He still hadn’t made eye contact with you. He was completely transfixed on your body.

“Hot?”

He grabbed your hand and pulled it up to his lips, kissing the scars that littered your arms. “Do you remember the stories of how you got them?”

Your mouth falls open, shocked by his reaction to something you spent years loathing. Your eyes begin to water, overwhelmed with your lover’s reaction. You wished you could love yourself as much as he loved you. 

His thumb ran over a scar on your forearm, his lips following closely behind. “This one. How’d you get it?”

“I don’t remember,” you admit. “I have so many all over, it’s hard to keep track.”

He looked at you, mischief in his eyes. “All over, huh?”

You started to object, but before you can get any words out, his lips are smashing into yours. His hands trail down your torso and hover at the waistband of your pants, waiting for you to approve of his venture. 

You hesitate for a moment, and then your fingers join his, tugging your jeans down past your waist. His lips leave yours as he lowers to pull your pants down, letting them lay around your ankles. He is eye level with your thighs now, and you can hear him grunt as he discovers new scars of all sizes down your legs. 

His hands wrap around your thighs, and he pulls your legs to meet his lips. His tongue dances across your inner thighs, flicking lightly over the raised skin and scar tissue from a wound that happened years ago. 

You gasp, throwing your hands into his hair to steady yourself as you grind against his face. He doesn’t seem fazed, and you can feel him smile at your eagerness. “I can’t wait to explore your body,” he mumbled against your skin, kissing your tender flesh passionately. “I can’t wait to explore you.”

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Bakugou x F!Reader Fluff

Warnings: None, just Fluff

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi

A.N. : After the latest chapter I needed some comfort because mah hart mah soul, so this is purely just something to fix my broken heart 💔

Rain might very well be something that Bakugou hated, but when it was pattering against the windows while he was laying together in bed with you, it was the second most relaxing sound in the world, first being the beat of your loving heart. Resting his head on your chest, he would never admit how safe he felt having your arms around him on lazy evenings like this.

You were casually playing with his ash blond hair, wondering if he was still awake enough for you to give him little something that could barely be called a gift.

“Katsuki..?“ You whispered.

“What?“ He answered with a sleepy tone in his gruff voice, still keeping his eyes closed.

“Umm…I kinda have something for you.“

“Oh yeah? What is it?“ He asked.

Bakugou wouldn’t shift from his comfortable position, rather his arms seemed to lock themselves around you in a tighter grip to prevent you from moving. You didn’t want to bother his rest as this particular sight of him was something you rarely got to see, so with a difficult manner, you reached your hand towards the nightstand. Opening the drawer, your slender fingers picked up an item with the most delicate motions, making sure not to harm the surface of it.

“It’s not much, but I just felt like wanting to do something nice for you so..Here.“ You mumbled while giving him a certain card.

Bakugou opened his eyes before grasping the plastic card, wondering for a second why you handed him the most treasured thing he had kept from his childhood; a collectible picture of All Might. That was until he realized that it had an autograph written on it.

Pulling himself up to sit, his focused gaze never left the picture as he crossed his legs and stared at it almost in a confused way. It was usual for him to be quick-witted, retorting any response in a second, but with you, he was sometimes left speechless, especially when after being together for so long, you still managed to surprise him.

Tilting your head a bit, you smiled at his baffled state as he now shifted his gaze at you.

“You had him sign this up for me?“ He asked, getting a playful smile from you in return.

“I knew you could never ask yourself since you act all tough around him but face it, you’re a fanboy.“ You joked.

He blinked before turning his attention back to the autograph, studying it with such a precious seriousness, it was almost as if he was a child again.

“So..What you thinking?“ You asked as his excitement could only be read from the brightness of his eyes since his handsome features remained quite composed.

But Bakugou wouldn’t answer, instead he glanced at you briefly before slowly reaching his hand over you to place the card back on your nightstand. Once doing so, he leaned down, brought his hand to your neck and gently grasped a chunk of your hair before pulling you into a loving kiss. Closing your eyes, warmth spread all over your body as he deepened the kiss, your heart fluttering with love as Bakugou was perfect at expressing his emotions through actions. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you silently hummed into the kiss, happy that he seemed to like your small effort.

Bakugou could barely pull away from your soft lips but he did so to press his forehead against yours before mumbling an answer to your question.

“What do I think? I think I fucking love you and the way you love me.“

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Kotaro Bokuto + Surprising Him at a Game

“What do you mean you can’t go?”

Bokuto’s shoulders slumped as you confirmed you’d be missing his next game. He’d been talking about his next game for the past few weeks, making sure to ask you if you could clear your schedule so you could make it. It was one of the bigger games they had this year and he wanted his good luck charm in the stands.

“I’m sorry, there was a problem at work and now they need me to come in. It was out of my control, Ko.”

He forced a smile, “It’s fine, they’ll be other games. No big deal, babe. I gotta get going.”

He grabbed his bag, giving your forehead a quick peck before walking out the door.

Everyone could tell there was something off with him, by the way he was playing and just his overall attitude. Hinata was the first to say something, trying to get his friend and teammate in better spirits.

“C’mon, Bokuto! You’ve been practicing for this game for weeks, you gotta get your head in the game!”

Bokuto just nodded, “I know, it just would be a lot easier if [Y/N] was here. I really wanted them to watch us.”

Hinata smiled, “I know what you mean, but you and I both know they’d be here if they could be.”

Bokuto sighed, looking up to where you’d usually sit to watch him play. It was then he noticed a familiar face, a wide smile breaking out on his lips. There you were, still dressed in your work clothes, waving at him excitedly when he noticed you.

Bokuto called out to you, blowing you a kiss before going back on the court. With a newfound energy, Bokuto ended up scoring the winning point for the Black Jackles. The fans cheered in excitement as the announcement was made.

You made your way down the stands, Bokuto engulfing you in his strong arms as he hugged you.

“You came! Thought you couldn’t make it?”

“I finished my work early, and I asked my boss to let me leave so I could make it by the final set. You know I’d do everything I could to be here.”

Bokuto smiled, “Thank you, I appreciate that you came. It means a lot you were able to come, especially with this being such a big game.”

You pressed a hand to his cheek, “I know, baby. Even if I couldn’t make it, you still have all of my support. I’m so proud of you, you know.”

“Please don’t make me blush in front of all these people.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, holding onto his arm. Bokuto pulled you in for a kiss, letting go after excusing himself to celebrate with the team.

You watched with a proud smile on your face, happy you were able to see your boyfriend so what he loves in person.

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Kotaro Bokuto + Giving Affection

a/n: realized I forgot to add Bokuto to my last Haikyuu!! drabble (don’t ask me how lmao) so, here is his!

» Timeskip!Bokuto

Practice has been running long for the past few days and all Kotaro wanted to do was go home, shower, and sleep.

He let out a small breath of relief once he finally stepped through the door. Slipping off his shoes and gym bag, he walked through the house trying to find you. It didn’t take long as he followed the sound of the tv playing softly in the living room.

You were curled up under a blanket while wearing one of his hoodies. Kotaro smiled at the sight, sneaking his way behind the couch to press a gentle kiss to the crown of your head.

“Hey gorgeous, miss me?”

You smiled as you looked up, “Of course I did. How was practice?”

“Tiring, got a big game coming up so it’s nothing to be surprised at. Things should calm down a bit after that. Anyways, how was your day?”

“Can’t really complain, missed you though.”

Kotaro smiled, leaning down to kiss you again, “I missed you too, baby. Let me go take a fast shower and then we can cuddle.”

It didn’t take him long after he dried off to come join you. He spread the blanket over the both of you, pulling you against him. His hand slowly ran over your back, an occasional kiss being placed on your head.

“I know I’ve been spending more time at practice, and it sucks I haven’t been able to come home as early as I would like. I know it’s been hard on both of us. I hope you know you’re still my number one.”

You sat up slightly, pressing your hand against his cheek, “Baby, of course I know. You tell me all the time. And hey, I understand you can’t be home all the time. We make it work, that’s all that matters. And I know for a fact you’re gonna kick ass in your next game, and I’m gonna be even more proud of you then I already am.”

He smiled, eyes watery at your small speech, “Shit, you’re too good to me. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Ko.”

He pressed another kiss to your lips, making sure to hold you in his arms.

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I’m so happy you’re now writing for haikyuu!!! Could I please request scenarios for Keishin, Kotaro, Atsumu and Osamu apologizing after an argument?

Ahh my first Haikyuu!! request! Hope you enjoy :)

Keishin sat behind the counter, eyes scanning his magazine but not really paying it any mind.

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Hello Nicole, hope you’re having a good day bby!! Could I pls rq a drabble of cuddling with Dabi? Your hawks one was adorable :)

Of course, hope you enjoy! Sorry this a bit on the shorter side!

Sun rays streaming through the blinds was part of the reason you woke up. Struggling to move, you remembered the man sleeping soundly behind you. Dabi was closer to you then you remembered being when you went to sleep last night, his arm lazily across your waist.

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Hawks, Dabi | Soft Moments

Short scenarios of soft moments with Keigo and Dabi

Dabi sat alone at the empty bar, everyone else fast asleep after a long day. He was tired, but sleep wasn’t coming to him so easily. The decision to sit by himself as to not wake you up coming easily. He nursed his drink, watching the condensation from the ice run down his glass.

His body stiffened as hands pressed against his warm skin. Your head rested against his back, fingers playing the hem of his tank top.

“What are you doing up, babe?”

“The bed was cold without you, I couldn’t sleep.”

He smiled, gently removing your hands before turning around. His hands rested on the small of your back before pulling you between his legs.

“Can’t have you losing sleep, now can we?”

You shook your head at his antics, arms wrapping around him as you rested your head on his shoulder. Dabi couldn’t help the smile on his face, straining the metal hoops that lined his skin.

“Just wanna be with you, Dabi.”

“I’m right here, baby.”

He easily slipped off the barstool, keeping an arm around you as the two of you walked to your shared room.

Sleep finally came to him as he held you in his arms.

It was rare you woke up before Keigo. The sun was just starting to rise as you woke up, illuminating the room in golden hues through the blinds. Keigo’s soft breathing filled your ears, the occasional soft snore slipping through.

You couldn’t help but look at him, as weird as watching your boyfriend sleep felt. Keigo was used to running on little sleep and seeing him look so peaceful after finally getting some rest brought a sense of calm over you. You always worried about the man even if he said you didn’t have too.

“It’s rude to stare, you know.”

You smiled as golden eyes met your own. Pushing closer, you laid an arm over his waist. He smiled, hand coming up to gently rest against your cheek. His thumb softly caressed your skin, voice laced with sleep as he spoke.

“Sleep well?”

You let out a soft him, leaning into his touch, “Always sleep well besides you.”

He let out a little coo at that. Keigo tilted your chin, pressing a light kiss against your lips.

“It’s too early for you to be this cute.”

“I could say the same about you.”

He chuckled, hand moving from your cheek to your back. He held you close, your head resting against his chest.

“I don’t feel like getting up yet, just wanna stay in here with you.”

You hummed in agreement, placing a kiss on the skin just above his heart.

“I’d love nothing more, Kei.”

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How would Hawks s/o comforts him after a nightmare? Hcs or drabble pls

I cannot tell you how happy I was to see a Hawks request lmao. Hope you enjoy!

Keigo never liked to talk about work with you. The things he sees just about every single day was something he’d prefer to keep as work only. When he’s with you, he wants to keep his focus only on you. Whatever stresses he had slowly melts away with your every touch.

Some nights were harder to find sleep then others. And the nights he did were usually met with nightmares of failed missions. Nightmares were usually kept at bay with you asleep beside him, but that night his dreams got worse and worse.

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Dabi | I Need You

Pairing: Dabi x F!Reader Warnings: language, angst (with a happy ending!) Request:

Word Count: 1.6k A/N: first time writing for Dabi! Which is odd considering he's one of my favorites. Anyways! Hope you enjoy! (Also, I couldn't think of anything other then him using his Quirk so excuse my unoriginality)

Tension was thick as Dabi walked back into the League's hideout after a mission gone wrong. He, along with Twice and Toga, went out to recruit some new members for the League when some heroes showed up at the last minute. He ended up with a few cuts on his forehead and on the unburnt skin on his chest, but mostly a bruised ego.

You let out a quiet gasp when you saw him. Even if you knew how well he could fight, you hated seeing your boyfriend in any sort of pain. Rushing over to him, placed a hand on his cheek, checking out his injuries as if they weren't minor.

"[Y/N], I'm fine. Would you stop?"

"I'm just checking on you, Dabi."

Dabi was growing more agitated as the minutes passed. Reputation with the League aside, he was already pissed off from earlier. His chose rose and fell with each deep breath he took.

"[Y/N], I'm not gonna ask again. Drop it, okay?"

Just as you were about to touch his cheek, his fingers tightly wrapped around your wrist. Cold, turquoise eyes met yours, and it honestly scared you. Dabi never acted this way towards you before but you knew how dangerous he could be.

"Dabi, let go."

"No, you're gonna listen to me."

"Please," you pushed at his chest, "you're hurting me."

"Like I care, I just drop so-"

He stopped when you let out a small whimper. Eyes slowly panned down to see his Quirk had activated, leaving small burn marks where his fingertips were. He was thankful they weren't severe, but you'd be in pain for a bit and he hated that he was the cause.

"[Y/N], sweetheart-"

"Get away from me, Dabi."

"Baby, wait," he reached out for you, only stopping when you flinched away from his touch.

"Get away!"

Dabi's hand twitched at his sides, wanting to comfort you so badly. His heart sunk to his stomach when you next spoke, voice cracking as you tried to hold back tears.

"I was just trying to help you, I'm sorry."

Dabi watched with sad eyes as you ran out of the room.

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That night, he started to go in your shared room when he thought back to what happened. He was sure you didn't want him around but he at least wanted to try to talk to you. He knocked on the door, only to be greeted with your angered facial expression.

"What do you want, Dabi?"

The way you said his name hurt him. You would say it with so much love but now it was spat with venom. He knew he didn't deserve to be forgiven - whether it be quickly or at all.

"I uh, I wanted to talk, but you don't seem like you want too. Um, can I just get some clean clothes? I'll leave you alone after that."

You opened the door enough to let him in. You stayed silent the entire time he was getting what he needed. You wanted to scream, yell, anything to make him stay. But nothing came out but a strangled cry after he slammed the door as he left.

-

A little over a week had passed since the incident with Dabi. The two of you have barely spoken and even then the most you've said to him was a very stern 'fuck off'.'

Dabi was set to go on another mission, this one a little more dangerous then recruiting new members. Whether you were pissed at him still or not, he had to talk to you. Making his way to the room, he swiftly knocked on the door.

"[Y/N], open up." His forehead rested against the door, "Please, open the door sweetheart."

You opened the door, and Dabi could see the fresh tear marks on your cheeks.

"What, Dabi?"

He crossed his arms over his chest, saddened when you backed away from his touch.

"I um, I'm leaving on another mission. Things could turn very ugly and I might not make it back. I just wanted to see you before I left. I know you hate me. The shit I did - and what I said to you - all of it was unacceptable. You know I'd never want to hurt you on purpose, but I ended up doing that anyways. I'm an asshole, I know, but if there's a chance I don't come back, I just wanted you to know I'm sorry."

"Dabi, I-"

He shook his head, "You don't have to say anything, [Y/N]. Just tell me if I come back we can talk."

You nodded, "When."

"Huh?"

"When you get back, we'll talk."

Dabi nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. The least he wanted to do was kiss you goodbye, but with the way things were between you right now, it wasn't a good idea. His eyes lingered on your lips before shaking the thoughts from his head. He finally got you speaking to him, he wasn't going to mess up again.

"I'll see you around, babe."

-

You barely left your room for the next week. Dabi didn't mention what he was doing on this mission, but you couldn't help but be worried for him. How was he? Was he even alive? You didn't want to think of the possibility that he was gone. Even if you were still pissed and hurt, you didn't want the man dead.

The door to your room opened after a light knock. Toga stuck her head in, giving you a little smile. You were happy to see her well, knowing she had gone on this mission with Dabi and Shigaraki.

"Hi! Dabi wants to know if he can come see you."

"Yeah, send him in. I'm glad you guys got back safe."

"Well, we're alive."

She left after that, Dabi coming in a few minutes later. You were relieved to see him mostly okay, a few cuts and bruises and a slight limp but he was okay.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his flirty tone, feeling the heat rush to your cheeks. He tossed his coat aside, moving a pillow out of the way.

"Can I?"

You nodded, making room for him on the bed. He sat besides you, elbows resting on his thighs as he clasped his hands together between his knees.

"There's so many things I wanna say to you, but I don't know where to start."

"You can start with telling me why you we're acting the way you were. I mean, I was only trying to help you. I didn't want to see you hurt, Dabi."

He nodded, "I know, and I'm sorry. Endeavor ended up being with those other heroes that showed up and that put me in an even worse mood. And now it sounds like I'm making excuses for what I did - I'm not - and fuck, I sound like an idiot."

As soon as his father's name left his mouth, everything made sense. While it didn't excuse what he did, you could understand why he was in such a foul mood.

"I don't know of all the things he did to you, Dabi, but I'm sure seeing him wasn't easy. I know how you feel towards him."

Dabi turned towards you, "It doesn't make what I did any better, [Y/N]. Just because those fuckers out there don't know anything about my past doesn't mean I couldn't have said something so you'd understand. God, I'm so fucking sorry."

You weren't sure of what to say at this point, Dabi being vulnerable like this wasn't something he always let you see. Instead of waiting for you to answer, he sat up. He held out a hand towards your sore arm, eyes pleading with your own.

"Can I touch you? Please? Let me see what I did."

You held your arm out towards him. Dabi held your hand against his cheek, turning his head to kiss the spots his fingertips burnt.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not anymore. It wasn't that deep so it healed up quicker."

He shook his head, running his finger gently over your hand, "Is there any way you could ever forgive me? I certainly don't deserve it, but I swear, I'll make it up to however I can if you let me. Please, [Y/N], I love you. I can't lose the one person I give a shit about."

You held his hand in yours, "I love you too, Dabi. Things are just going to take some time to get better."

He nodded, "Understandable."

He got up to leave, only stopping when you placed a hand on his arm. He looked back at you, a sliver of hope filling him as you spoke your next words.

"You can stay, if you want too."

He sat behind you, arms wrapping around you as he whispered how much he loved you - and how thankful he was you still wanted him around.

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Title : My soulmate

Characters : Dabi/ Fem reader

Genre : Tooth rotting sweetness/ fluff!!!!!/ drabble

Summary : You know he's having a rough day when he shows up on your doorstep unannounced.

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It is deep into the night when your doorbell rings, jerking you awake.

_ "Who would it be at this hour?" You groggily question no one in particular, a tad bit of annoyance is obvious upon your features.

It rings again, and again, and again so you cuss under your breath as you push away the covers and drag your feet to the source of the noise.

_ "Yes yes I'm coming damnit." You're not even trying to hide your irritation.

You freeze as your unwanted guest is finally revealed.

_ "Touya.."

_ "Hey angel, is this a bad time?" He smiles languidly, leaning against the doorframe.

It's not a bad time, it's never a bad time for him. And even if you don't say it, he knows.

Your expressions soften as you extend your arms, silently inviting him into your embrace.

He moves immediately, wrapping himself around your frame, and resting his face in the crook of your neck, heaving a sigh of relief.

This is not unusual, this is a regular occurrence and you have never questioned it, never needed to.

You know him better than anyone else after all. You understand that troubled look in his eyes, that forced smile and that tensed up body.

_ "Let's go inside." You whisper as you run your fingers through his soft locks, and feel him nodding against your skin before taking a step back and allowing you to escort him in.

He sheds his clothes and slips under the covers with you, giving you no time to settle before wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your chest.

His breathing is ragged, and his body is stiff, so you squeeze him closer and plant gentle pecks on his fluffy hair.

You stay like that, with him in your arms until you finally feel him relaxing.

_ "Another rough day huh?" You barely let out a sound as you ask a question you already know the answer to.

He's asleep, and it never ceases to amaze you how fast he falls into slumber whenever he's in your embrace.

You giggle softly as you remember the time he jokingly told you how your boobs were his favorite pillow.

You close your own eyes and wiggle even deeper against him.

At moments like these, no words are ever needed, only each other's company is what matters.

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“you promised...”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: angst and language

word count: 700+

a/n: feeling burnt out but i made this in like ten minutes because i’m feeling hella sad and want to cry so hopefully you guys can cry with me, please.

summary: in which you see the first time you and bakugo fell in love

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no because some of you don’t get it. these rules on blogs are put in place for a reason. for the blog owners comfort and for their safety. it’s extremely selfish to ignore these rules and break them. it’s disgusting actually.

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