#✿ thoughts: dabi

[willowser]

oh no, new vampire touya idea.

enji.....acquires you.....for no other reason than to make you an evening meal, but touya, being the little shit that he is, decides he—doesn't really feel like doing that.

so instead he just keeps you in his wing of the manor, alive and kicking, just to spite his father.

[yugiohz]

father and son in law activities

[buttonheart]

He's such a good boy :>

[kelin-is-writing]

no because, listen to me, when having sex with dabi the two of you have to be pressed flush against each others as he pounds roughly into your wet pussy, he must feel your sweaty bodies brushing against one another; your nipples rubbing over his as the room is filled with the slapping sounds of your hips meeting, the squelching of your juices mixed, your moans, his groans, the heat around you two and the scent of sex lingering in the air drives him to the edge very easily. and then his eyes roll back into his skull as he presses the tip of his dick as deep as he can, spurting white hot thick ropes into your womb with a wolfish smirk on his mismatched lips that go to kiss your neck as he nuzzles into the crook of it, hugging you even closer when he feels your arms surround his neck tenderly while kissing him on the top of his head. that’s when a genuine, yet tired, smile paints his hidden lips as he presses them onto your skin, fluttering his eyes closed.

“ahh ah... my precious baby who always makes me happy...”

[transhawks]

this fandom doesn't get dabi tbh. Like outside of the aesthetic, if given half the chance, he would have become a workaholic to rival his dad. Like he'd complain about it more than Enji tho, but he'd still be out there working his ass off.

[hotwings-incorrect-quotes]

dabi: birch.

hawks: what did you just called me??

dabi: *louder* BIRCH

hawks: ????? what? why did you call me like some freaking tree? what the hell?

dabi: it’s not a tree, it’s a bird bitch - birch.

hawks: and now he is a fucking poet...

[beybuniki]

daberts

[kingkatsuki]

Thinking about Dabi developing a borderline obsession over a Pro-Hero’s pretty girlfriend, to the point that you see him everywhere.

It’s flattering and exciting at first— how dangerous it feels to be flirting with a villain with a powerful quirk. Catching you when you’re leaving your favourite coffee shop, or in the last carriage you always take on your morning commute.

But it starts to scare you when he’s literally everywhere. Finding you when you’re at a friends birthday party, or baby shower. You even see him across the room during your lowkey dates with your Pro boyfriend, trying to avoid meeting his piercing gaze as you stare down at your plate.

Things in your home feel like they’re out of place too. Looking for your favourite perfume bottle or the matching panties to a lace set you’d just bought last month. Noticing your toys have moved too, certain your boyfriend wouldn’t bother himself with a rummage in your panties drawer as you think about what could’ve happened.

And you start getting calls and texts from burners. A different number every few weeks, as though he’s deliberately changing SIM cards and phone numbers to go undetected. Some messages are nicer than others, some are pure filth that have your thighs rubbing together shamelessly as you read them in your bathroom, and others are borderline threats— or promises.

You’re scared, but it’s not like you can tell your Pro-Hero boyfriend that you indulged in it at first. That you leaned into his advances and you flirted back. No matter how innocently. But you’re safe. Your boyfriend would always make sure of it— wouldn’t he?

Or so you think until you find yourself pinned against a dirty brick wall just outside your local train station, barely a five minute walk from your house as Dabi weaves a palm around the column of your throat.

“There you are, sweetheart. I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”

[class1akids]

Todoroki brothers preview pictures for the 3rd recap episode

"Memories: Thoughts"

[poppy5991]

[willowser]

touya is halfway through his workday, grease up to his elbows, little jumpsuit half undone down to his waist, when iguchi comes in to tell him "someone's askin' for you out here".

he's not sure who it could be, but there's no telling, so he just decides to take a smoke break and wander out of the automotive garage, maybe imagining one of siblings out on the pavement.

but the minute he sees you, he stops. nearly drops his cigarette on a rough, "oh shit."

it's been a while since he's seen you, a year or two, and the packet of paper in your hand can only mean one, bullshit thing.

"nah, nah, nah, i ain't signing any papers," is how he greets you, shaking his head the minute you start up the path with a big, determined frown. touya doesn't run, but he sure twists on his heel and starts back up the path, too, as you start calling out his name.

practically all of his coworkers are watching when he comes back into view, not bothering to hide how nosy they're being. their audience makes you falter just a tad and touya clings onto it; anything to stop you.

"never a good sign when your wife comes to find you at work."

there's a long silence, from everyone. when he looks back at you—at your manilla folder and carefully stapled documents, your petition for divorce—your eyes are heavy and wet, almost the same way they were when the two of you stood in a courtroom, lying about your age in order to pledge until death do you part.

almost. now they're just sad.

from somewhere in the garage, toga calls out a bewildered, "you have a wife?" that makes him feel a way he can't understand, both amused and devastated all at once.

your wedding ring isn't on your finger, but if he stares long enough, he can maybe see the difference in color of your skin, a former tan-line that's begun to fade.

he sold his for stuff he shouldn't have been buying, stuff that ruined him and you and your marriage, a long time ago.

but touya only smiles, and calls back, "yeah, i do."

[dabislittlemouse]

♡¸.•*' thinking of dabi slowly realising what he feels about his angel is beyond possession or any dark twisted desire that he used to think of, it is a deep intense feeling that he’s never experienced before, something that frightens him to the core and makes his chest burn, and this time not from his quirk, he’s used to those kind of burns, he wishes it were those kind of burns, he can at least control them somehow, he can endure the physical burns.. but when the heart burns, that’s when he loses control, the only fire he is suddenly afraid of, and you are the fuel to it…

[whywouldisayprinter]

Got inspired by the fic “When you accidentally marry your worst enemy” by the amazing stormysilverfox

[kelin-is-writing]

fwb!touya who at some point, he doesn’t know when though, has catched feelings for you and can’t help get livid when he hears your classmates going on about how “don’t you think y/n has become even more attractive recently?”, “y/n has this sexy aura around her lately...” or “is she seeing someone to be exuding so much sex appeal?”, it pisses touya off hearing them talk about you like that, but then all the rage fades when flashes of memories about you underneath him, panting all flushed and with legs hugging his waist as “harder touya...” reaches him from past your parted, swollen, lips whereas his pelvis snap sharply against yours filling touya’s ears and brain with pure sin.

it’s remembering that that realization comes over him about the fact that he is the reason your sex appeal has been overflowing, because touya fucks you so damn good and hard every single night.

that thought tugs a cocky grin at his lips as he walks past those guys, looking at them like they’re utter sore losers, while going to his next destination: the empty classroom on the third floor where you’re waiting him for a quickie.

[crimsonwwitch]

Canon

[2-dsimp]

Monster rule 101: Don’t play with fire around your Mothman!—————-:—:————

Mothman! Dabi x monster hunter! Fem reader

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🔞MDNI🔞

C w: Humiliation, asphrodiasic, slight mind break, degradation, praise, NFSW, monsterfuxking, overstimulation, breeding, impregnation, usage of cunt

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You were on a mission.

A very dangerous mission that was a code gold also known as Legendary. Meaning that the monstrous threat was equivalent to a whole country being wiped off the map. However, due to certain circumstances only one solider could be dispatched to deal with the golden threat.

The reason for that being because of how hyper sensitive the Mothman is to overcrowding within its territory. The team dispatch leader decided to proceed with the utmost caution lest they trigger its frenzy mode. Which would ultimately result in the loss of lives country wide, burning underneath the raging pure blue flames of the otherworldly demon.

<< Have you located the Mothman? Over >>

“Yes I’ve got eyes on the area sir, permission to proceed?”

<< Permission granted. Over >>

You were chosen out of a select few individuals for being the cream of the crop, to carry out this dire mission to save all of mankind. If you could succeed then you’d be set for life! Having the fame and the riches that come along with it, all in exchange for exterminating the deadliest bug humanoid in existence. You’d say that’s a fair trade, since it was high risk high reward type situation.

But as you approached the abandoned cave you could feel a sense of dread wash over your entire being.

You were being watched.

You could feel the sweat accumulate upon your lush chocolatey skin littered in goosebumps. Then you heard a sharp chuff that echoed off the walls, seemingly the Mothman enjoyed watching you squirm from his focused attention.

Venturing even deeper into the unknown you tightly grasped at your equipment, a tool of reassurance you could say. That happened to be a flamethrower. Yes, out of all the weapons you chose a hazardous contraption that resembled a dragons breath.

Why? Mostly because you thought it’d be cool to go out in a blaze of glory should you happen to fail in your conquest to get the target in check. But it was also strategic in a way, since moths were attracted to light. You’ve had to find some kind of way to draw them out.

Too bad you didn’t get the chance to use it before you’re snatched into furry arms that secured you to the monsters chest. Which vibrated from his snarky greeting.

“You took too long enough for my liking doll, now shall we get down to business already? “

You could feel his bulge press up against the your ass, rubbing between your cheeks.

“I’m feeling a bit pent up”

He rasped impatiently into your ear, boy did his voice do wonders as it spiked your arousal. But you had a job to do, unfortunately. Gathering your composure you asserted yourself to the monster.

“You already know why I’m here right? Mr. Mothman.”

You could feel him chuckle darkly against your neck, highly amused by your sense of professionalism. Even while having his dick steadily grind against your back, covering you in clear fluids. Making your thighs shake in excitement.

“Obviously, but just call me Dabi, dollface. You’re gonna wear it out in a few moments might as well get a lil practice in ya?”

You were dumbfounded. Could he be implying what you’re thinking—

“Judging from the look on your pretty face, I’m guessing your little agency didn’t fill ya in on our little inside deal huh?”

He purred

You could feel his loosened grip completely leave your body. Allowing you to be able to face the Mothman hunched over in all of his 7ft glory. He had tuffs of black fur covering his toned ripped chest, arms, and legs. His overall body type was lean and slender. The dark colored wings sprouting at large from behind, before being folded back neatly into place. To avoid you from seeing his jagged scars littered across them.

“All I can say is that you’re in for one hell of a ride once I get my hands on you Baby. So Outta the kindness of my heart I’ll give you a 5 minute head start—”

He paused, as you gave him an warm embrace of your own. Grinding against his bulge that continued to grow even further against you. He looked down at you in disbelief, but it wasn’t before long until he connected the dots.

“ Don’t tell me, You’re one of those monster fanatics aren’t ya?”

To be quite frank yes. You were an absolute fan of monsters, you fantasized about getting close and becoming friends with one. But now you were gonna be the mate of a code legendary?? You couldn’t believe your luck. Plus it was the mission you were given, so as the loyal solider that you are. You gratefully accepted your fate with no questions asked.

The Mothman merely laughed in the irony of it all, a monster hunter wanting to be fucked by a monster it was so priceless. A devious smirk planted on his face As he bended over down to your height charred lips barely touching the shell of your ear only to whisper darkly of a precautionary warning of what you’re getting into.

“ You do realize that I’m in heat right doll?”

He reached his hand down running his tempered claws down the fat of your thick ass giving it a tight squeeze before hooking your leg up to leave some room for him to freely press his huge twitching bulge against your moist mound.

“I’m barely hanging on by a thread, so Don’t hold anything against me if I lose control got it?”

It wasn’t long until you were on the brink of being fucked to death by the Mothman of your dreams. face pushed down into the cocoon like nest he prepared in advance as his extended feeler limbs sprouted out from his sides, to grasp at you from behind hooking onto your waist. Keeping you grounded on his intrusive dick. While his primary arms wrapped around you tightly to play with your breasts that jigged violently from his ruthless thrusts from behind.

“You’re sucha pretty lil thing for me aren’t ya?”

The strong pheromones that wafted off from his wings made you feel so vulnerable and helpless within his smoldering embrace. You couldn’t keep count of how many times you’ve came alone from him just penetrating your cervix. It was as if you were on cloud nine enjoying the way his cum covered cock kept digging even deeper inside your snug snatch trying to ensure that you’d get pregnant with his brood.

“Your slutty pussy just can’t seem to get enough of my dick, don’t worry doll I’ll make you take all of it”

He murmured eyes staring down dangerously at the way your pliant body bended to his ministrations. He payed close attention to the way his dick continued to be devoured by your juicy cunt. That sucked and messaged his thick cock inside the hot mesh of your inner walls determined to be flooded with his baby batter.

“ Mmh D-Dabi please I can’t—!”

You babbled dumbly with drool hanging down from the corners of your fucked out plump lips. As the intensity of his rapid heavy thrusts began to increase its assault against your quivering quim.

You tried to crawl away from yet another approaching high that was dead set on crashing down on your senses. But his firm grip on your neck yanked you back into reality.

“ Aye Dollface don’t ever try to fuckin crawl away from me again, you’re mine you got that?”

Dabi hissed, giving you a sharp tug on your butterfly locs and a harsh bite on your shoulder as a fair warning.

The cave was emitting loud strange sounds from the inside, alerting to anyone from around the area to vacate the premises immediately. In case the Mothman were to come out of his home and start wrecking chaos. But little did they know that Stowed away deep inside the cave for a whole week did you lay beneath the Mothman in all your naked glory.

Freshly fucked all the way to Sunday during his still ongoing heat cycle. Where the only thing covering you was his semen that painted your caramel skin from your breasts down to your overused cunt stuffed to the brim with his cum that trickled out from your puffy pussylips. Only to be pushed back in by his long veiny dick just to ensure that the next of his kin would live on inside your womb.

Hey At least you prevented a worldwide tragedy, right?