#Dabi Lemon

[nex-thegrimreaper]

Daddy issues

touya knows you have daddy issues, you’ve mentioned your father in late night conversations, tears streaming down your face as he holds you within is grasp, softly kissing you

touya has daddy issues too, he’s told you more about his father than he has anyone else (regardless of national television 🤭)

touya never took kindly to one night stands calling him daddy, he never felt it suited him, infact the nickname coming from their mouths usually turned him off so much he’d leave

touya has expressed his distaste for fatherly figures

for some reason though, while dabi is pounding you into the mattress, burning the headboard as he does so, ruthlessly fucking you for the second time that night, you can’t help but moan the nickname to him, practically screaming “Fuck….daddy!”

touya can’t help it when he freezes

he also can’t help the growl that comes out of him when his cock pulsates inside of you, he grabs you by the hips bruisingly, fucking his peirced cock into your g-spot “say it again, y/n”

your eyes roll into the back of your head “ah! daddy yes!” he kisses you, desperate to touch you in any way he can

“oh, daddy you fuck me so good”

“can i cum touya?” “what’s the magic word doll” “please..let me cum daddy” he can’t help spilling into you moaning into your neck

[stxrrydreamss]

You guys have to hear me out.

Mage Dabi x Reader???

You and Dabi meet somehow.

Maybe you two meet at a tavern, and you do something that intrigues him, and he keeps coming back to the bar to see you.

Maybe Dabi got separated from the league where in this au, they’re bandits/rogues. Dabi knows fire magic, Shigaraki is a mage that knows dark magic, Spinner is a familiar, but his “owner” passed away, and the league took him in; Toga is a crazy witch who was saved by the league when her village tried to burn her at stake, Kurogiri knows how to summon portals, Compress is a magician, and Twice might be a mage who knows cloning magic.

Maybe you and Dabi run into each other and, under certain circumstances, have to travel together, and he hates it but slowly starts falling for you.

He doesn’t know he’s fallen for you until you two near your final destination, and you two rest together for a last night in a village where a festival is occurring, and you two go out to drink and party at the tavern when you cohere into a dance circle. You try to convince Dabi to join, but he rejects the offer with a smug look before being unwillingly pulled into the dance circle. You two try to dance together only to get pulled away by other people who want to dance with you. Eventually, you have finally spun away where a breathless Dabi catches you as you lose your balance and fall into a dip where everyone cheers. Dabi blushes as you stare at him with a gorgeous smile and let out an angelic laugh.

Dabi completely falls for you at that moment, and he decides that night he will confess how he feels about you, and maybe you two spend a restless night together. 😉

When you two catch up with the league or reach your destination, it becomes bittersweet. Maybe you join the league, or you go back to being whatever you were before. Perhaps a lone rogue. An assassin.

Or maybe you and Dabi part ways for a bit while you make up your mind. When Dabi says, “Until we meet again.” you give a cheeky smile before pulling out some meaningful charm Dabi owns and skillfully spinning it across your fingers before dropping and grabbing it, saying, “I think it’ll be sooner than you think.” At the same time, Dabi feels for his trinket only to come up empty-handed and glances back at you, giving a devilish grin and proceeding to chase you down.

I got this brilliant idea while driving home, and the song Hot Wings came on.

What do you guys think about it??? I plan to turn this into a multiple part story. 🫢✨

[lemmy0nade]

Helping hand

Warnings: contains smut,innocent x experienced trope, friends with benefits?

Summary- your friend group is hanging out at your house when your friend pokes fun at you for never having good sex dabi takes it upon himself to change that

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“Oh shut up!” You yell,laughing out at rin, a close friend of yours after she makes fun of the fact you dated your ex boyfriend.

You hear a few snickers between your friends,rin,dabi and Cody,all remembering your joke of an ex boyfriend .

“Nah cause you know damn well he’s the reason you never got good sex tho! Rin states in response

“Fr though that guy gave me the ick the second I met him.” Cody chimes in, dabi agreeing.

“Ya ya he was pretty bad” you laugh.

A few hours have passed, rin left your place a while ago, Cody now following.

“Aight see you guys soon!” Cody yells collecting himself to leave.

As soon as the door shut dabi looks over at you. “Never had good sex huh?” He states teasing you.

“I mean I’ve ok sex I’ve just never completely enjoyed it I guess.” You say in response after realizing that you’ve never talked about that sort of thing with him

As close as you guys were it’s always been a tough subject for you, always to bashful to speak of. You’ve only had sex with the ex you were speaking of earlier, and it was pretty underwhelming.

He laughs at you, flustered you ask why

“What type of dumbass would give a girl like you an underwhelming time?” He questions

“What do you mean a girl like me?” You respond with

“Y/N, have you seen yourself?” He asks inching closer

Your eyes meeting with his blue orbs, suddenly feeling yourself clench around nothing. You subtlety rub your thighs together at the thought of him showing you a better time, your actions not going unnoticed by dabi

“What getting worked up already?”he teases

“W-what?! I didn’t-I don’t, I never said anything!! You say getting more flustered

“You don’t have to princess.” He says

Internally screaming at the nickname, you don’t even realize how close you’ve gotten to him.

All of a sudden feeling lips on yours, shocked at first but give in.

“Is this okay Y/N?” He asks pulling away

You nod, going back to the kiss. He prods his tongue into your mouth, fighting for dominance and succeeding.

He picks you up at presses you up against you living room wall

“Can I help you out?” He asks

“W-with what?” You ask shyly knowing exactly what he’s getting at

“Showing you how you should’ve been treated by him.” He blankly states

“Please..” you practically moan out

With that he lifts you up once again and brings you to your bedroom kissing the whole way there. Laying you down on your bed while taking off his shirt, you start squirming, rubbing you thighs together again in anticipation.

He shoves his knee in between you thighs

“I’m sorry did I give you permission to relieve yourself?” He asks like a genuine question.

“N-no I’m sorry, it just hurts…I need you.” You whine

“Oh really?You need me?” He asks

“Mh-yes”

“Take this shit off and beg for it then.” You says pulling on you shirt

With that you hurry to take off your clothes, seeing them only as obstacles in your way to getting what you’ve wanted for so long.

“Please will you touch me know…?” You cry out to him

“The fuck did I tell you? BEG for it.”he says grabbing onto your hair towering above your needy body sprawled out on the bed.

“I-Im sorry I’m sorry I just wa-I need you so bad it hurts. So please pretty please fuck me, fuck me so good. I need you dabi.”

“Good girl” he says

With that he can’t contain himself anymore grabbing his length from his boxers. Looking down at your shocked face, he chuckles.

You find your face getting closer to his dick, observing every vein and curve. You hold onto in realizing its weight, length and girth.

“D-dabi..? Ho-how will that even BEGIN to fit in me? You ask genuinely

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you pretty girl.” He responds

He then opens up up legs,laying one down and the other on his shoulder

“Are you still okay with this princess?”

You nod

“You need to use your words, you need to tell me.”

“God-fuck yes just please I need you already!”

With that he lines up his tip,slamming in half of his dick.

“Auhghfhfuck fuck dabi!!” You scream

“Jesus Y/N your fucking tight, you relly weren’t treated right huh?”

“No but please please just use me!”

He slams the rest of himself in you starting at a slow pace moving in and out.hearing you repeatedly moan at each thrust, he picks up the pace.

He thrusts into your core hitting you g-spot, hearing you scream in response

“AHUH FUCK FUCK RIGHT THERE!”

He starts to continuously rut into the spot, moving one hand over to rub circles around your pussy and the other up to fondle you breast getting you to keep screaming for him.

“I’m gonna! Fuck I’m gonna cum, let me cum, I’ve been so good for you!” You plea

“Right behind you sweetheart, you can cum on my dick hun.” He says calmly smirking at what he’s done to you

“FU-AGuhhhsh I’m cumming!” You scream squirming under dabi

“Good girl, good fucking girl.” He groans feeling you cream on him

“Fuck im close- fuck taking my dick so well!” He pulls out cumming on your stomach and tits, giving you a kiss on the forehead as he leaves the room.

“Oh..he’s leaving.” You think to yourself, as a sense of guilt runs over your body after being fucked by one of your best friends.

Your thoughts being interrupted as he walks back into your room wearing his sweatpants, with a cup of water in hand and washcloth in the other.

You feel relieved that he’s still here, dabbing off your sensitive hole with a warm washcloth after putting the water on you bedside, after he finishes cleaning you up he grabs a pair of underwear and a shirt from your closet for you to wear.

“Thank you dabi” you say kissing him on the forehead after he sits down next to you, him smiling back at you, feelings of contentness replacing the guilt. Cuddling with dabi, your best friend, who just fucked your guts.

[blackberreh-art]

Tumblr nuked the shigadabi bjs so here's a less awfully censored pic ~

You can view all 3 pages here!

[punkeropercyjackson]

Fandoms be positive about sex repulsion as a trauma coping mechanism instead of only headcanoning characters as caricatures of hypersexuals(a mentally ill group that have MANY struggles and aren't just eeeeek i'm horny🥺)GO GO GO

[twistedteddy]

Dabix f!Reader

✧*̥˚ Please Reblog*̥˚✧

Warnings: Spanking, Heat play, mature (sex)stuff in kitchen, cl¡t slapping, praise and degradation, cervix kissing, unprotected sex, creampie, squirting, light fingering,f! Receiving oral

You'd been at the kitchen counter making dinner when Dabi returned to your cramped apartment. "Hey! I'm glad your home!" You yelled when you heard the door click closed. Quickly making two bowls of the beef strew you'd been working on all day. After all it was your day off and the two of you took turns cooking on your days off- the sound of his coat hitting the floor was all you heard before he hugged you from behind. Yanking your whole body back and into his chest

"Ah bad day?" You said reaching your hand back to take a tuft of his hair and pull his face closer to your ear. His hummed into your neck and let his hand slink up from your waist to lightly grip your neck. "It fucking sucked" He muttered giving your neck a light kiss. "Mm so dinner after?" You whispered as he started pushing your body towards the counter. His hand starting to slowly heat against your neck as he pushed you over the cool surface. "I'll take care of ya so don't worry bout it." He murmed grinding against your ass as he pulled up the white t-shirt of his that you'd been wearing. Maneuvering yourself to slip it off be left only in your underwear..dragging his hands down your back before reaching to grab your hips and pull you further back into him. Enjoying the little gasp he can always get outta you. The small sting of his hands getting a little to warm and leaving small red print of his hands over where the were before getting to his knees behind you.

Biting the fabric covering you and pulling it down to your mid thigh with his teeth while his hands gripped the fat of your ass. Still warm and harsh. He was getting a little more desperate not wanting to take his time and that was obvious by him not bothering to even property spread your pretty pussy open first like he would normally- just suck and licking and ever so gently biting at those sensitive areas you've always tried to hide from him. The first time you let him go down on you, you tried to push him away from your clit so you wouldn't "cum too fast" he thought it was fuckin adorable. The way you'd try to pull away or push him off to keep it from happening. Your legs were tensing and he grabbed your ankles and forced them up to your ass so now yoir weight was fully on the counter. Back arching and moaning freely while you came on his face body forcibly grinding on it. He didn't really wait as he reached a hand around and placed a hand over your mouth.

"Come on pretty gimme something to work with" his gravley voice said and you obeyed without a second thought, licking his hand and lightly spitting in it before he let go and quickly undid his pants using the saliva as lubricant to pump himself a few times leaning forward as he did and biting the back of your neck earning him a pretty moan from you and a large bite mark to replace the older fading one next to it. "You're doin so good f'me pretty such a slut" He groaned as he moved your hips to press our wet cunt to his hard cock. Pressing and bullying his way into you while rubbing soothing circles onto your ass. Giving you just a few seconds to adjust before giving your ass a hard slap. "Fuuck so tight. I really need to fuck you more loosen this cunt up." He groaned rocking back and forth before pulling you a bit back off the counter finally letting your toes touch the ground again before properly fucking you. Hand on the back of your neck nice and hot while holding your hips in place. You bit your lip trying to stay quiet and arching yoir back as much as you could in the position. The feeling of his cock kissing your cervix with each thrust was overwhelming. "Hah? Cmon bitch make some noise" He growled before letting go of thr back of your neck and slapping your clit a few times your legs automatically bending and trying to close shut all at once but he laughed at the attempt. "Aw look at you baby girl cmon I know what you like. Don't fight it." Squeeling face down into the counter as he didn't stop the movement of his hips into your plump ass or the slap of his hand on your clit. Ever so softly rubbing it between each harsh impact. You came fast, squirting all over but he didn't stop. He hadn't come yet ans you found yourself still vent over the counter, eyes crossed and tongue lulled out as he finally came in you muttering about you being the perfect cock sleeve. Slowly pulling out before fingerings his seed back into you.

"So you ready for dinner? I'm starving."

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

And then he meets Keigo.

Dabi x Hawks Fluff

Ok so I think a lot of people have this image of Dabi absolutely dominating the fuck out of our sweet baby Hawks. But I have this headcannon that when the two eventually get together and start getting intimate, it becomes clear that Touya has never had sex before. He's never had the luxury of a quiet moment of intimacy with a lover - he has been so hellbent on revenge across the past decade that he never opened himself up to dating or meeting someone. He knows his scars and charred skin are probably repulsive to most people so he has avoided romantic connections at all costs, disgusted with his appearence.

And then he meets Keigo.

It takes a while to let his guard down after the war - to let Keigo see all of him as he is. Touya is so goddamn surprised to learn that Keigo likes him exactly as he is - charred flesh and all.

Late at night, when their bodies are intertwined and the lights of Keigo's apartment are dimmed low, Touya will let himself be kissed and touched and loved. Keigo will skim kisses across Touya's purple and mottled jawline. If Touya seems relaxed, he'll even reach down to caress the flame villain's hard length over his boxers.

For a while, Touya is always hesitant in bed, never quite sure what to do with his body. At 28, he's never been touched or kissed or stroked. He's so touch starved that Keigo needs to constantly proceed with caution. He works overtime to make sure Touya knows he's safe and that it's alright that he's never had sex before.

Touya knows that if he was on the outside looking in, he'd assume that big bad Dabi is the one dominating the couple's bedroom. But in reality, the intimacy they share has no master or dom. There are only soft, feather light touches and reassuring whispers. Touya learns that pleasure and pain do not go hand in hand - there can be gratification without punishment. He can lose himself in the feeling of Keigo's strong body agains this own, without guilt.

Maybe someday they'll fuck. Maybe one day the bed they share will hold more than just soft caresses and kisses. But for now - what they have is more than enough.

There's absolutely no rush - the war is over, and they have all the time in the world.

[draconianmyst]

Okay, so! I'm glad to see some people are interested in the idea. I'll start working on it within the next week or so. With that in mind, two questions for you guys.

1.) My own OC or reader self-insert?

2.) Who is willing to be a beta reader for me to make sure things flow right and I don't overlook mistakes?

[bakuliwrites]

Television/Movie Fan Fiction Table of Contents

Disclaimer: 18+, Minors DNI!!!!!!

The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings

Upon a Forest Throne (18+): Thranduil x F!Reader, As Thranduil's Queen-to-Be, you worry his subjects will not accept you. So the Elven King takes it upon himself to show you just how worshipped you are. Tumblr, AO3

Jujutsu Kaisen

Work Hard, Play Hard (18+): Kento Nanami x Reader, Nanami is working overtime, until he sees a text from you that he can’t resist. Tumblr, AO3.

Milk and Honey (18+): Kento Nanami x Reader, There is nothing cursed in this room. Instead, this bedroom is a sanctum. A haven for their love. Nothing can taint it. Nothing can corrupt or befoul it. It is precious and sacred. Her heart, her soul, is his refuge. And his, hers. Nanami and his beloved enjoy a peaceful, sultry afternoon together. Tumblr, AO3.

Serenity (18+): Satoru Gojo x Reader, Gojo moves like liquid, even in this cramped space. His motions are seamless, the ebb and flow of his cursed energy mesmerizing. If you weren’t in the midst of exorcising the mimic curse right alongside him, you’d pause to watch. You can feel the voltaic thrum of his very soul with every powerful attack he makes. His wrath bursts in rays of light and his brutality is icy cold. You understand why Satoru Gojo is called The Honored One. He’s using minimal effort and still, his motions are awe-inspiring. You and Gojo go on what is supposed to be a simple mission, but are met with more than you bargained for. Tumblr, AO3.

Castlevania (Netflix)

Silver Scars (18+): Alucard x OC, After Sumi and Taka betray him, Adrian loses his trust in others; but, perhaps with the help of a dear friend, he can gain it back. Tumblr: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, AO3

My Hero Academia

Veins of Gold (18+): Dabi x Reader, On the one hand, he’s disgusted by how gentle you are; but on the other, Dabi feels a wretched gratitude. A desperate yearning for you to keep going. How long has it been since anyone has shown him any ounce of tenderness? Any iota of softness? You are the only one in his recent memory that has even bothered. And you do it not out of pity or sorrow. But so frustratingly out of love. Dabi hardly feels worthy. Dabi sees himself as a failure, but you are always there to remind him how loved and cherished he truly is. Tumblr, AO3.

[moon-is-a-cryptid]

(AAH! I'M SO SORRY IF THIS IS A SPAM OR I SENT IT TWICE! MY INTERNET CUT OUT RIGHT WHEN I WAS ASKING SO I'M NOT SURE IF IT RECIEVED!)

Hey! could I request a short fic for Dabi x reader. Like a reverse comfort where Dabi (this doesn't have relevance, but white haired Dabi timeline wise) Is feeling down about the whole thing and he has a nightmare that he can't come out of. Reader has a quirk that allows her to enter peoples dreams and control their state of sleep so she finds him in the middle of a nightmare and she enters his nightmare to wake him up then she comforts him!

I'm really big on reverse comfort fics, but they are so rare for characteres I'm in love with I like!



I feel you on the reverse comfort😮‍💨 let’s see what I can tug out of my brain 🧠 I Hope this is to your liking! (it was sent twice yes lol)

My everything

⭐Pairing: Dabi x GN!reader

⭐CW: mentions/slight description of death, Nightmare

⭐type: reverse comfort, I made Dabi cry because the man needs a good cry tbh, fluff, I stopped playing animal crossing just to write this❤️‍🔥

Slowly your eyes pried open, the twitching of the blankets had awoken you. assuming the disturbance in the sheets was because Dabi had gotten up to leave, that's the only time he gets out of bed when you two have settled down for the night. Glancing at the clock on your nightstand it blared '5:26AM' in the bright digital numbers. furrowing your eyebrows you wonder why Dabi had been getting up, wiping sleep from your eyes as you sit up, your arm hitting against Dabis back 'he's still here?' you look over at him as he twitches once again. His snow-white locks stuck to his forehead in sweat, and he was turning back and forth mumbling incoherently. worry took over your face as you placed a hand on his sleeping form, shaking him slightly "Dabi? hon are you okay?" you say in a hushed voice still harsh from sleep. No answer from him makes your worry grow, it feels like a rock had hit the bottom of your stomach as you continue to lightly shake him with no response. his face had set away from his usual relaxed sleep to one of fear, though you couldn't see it in his eyes the way he started moving erratically alerted you, this wasn't a normal dream, he was having a nightmare.

You knew there was no way of waking him out of this, he had warned you when the relationship had begun this happens every now and then. a nightmare that ran through his fears that he could never wake up from. You deducted one option to help him. your quirk. reaching your palm up to touch his forehead you activate your quirk, and a flash of white crosses your eyes before you are met with pure chaos.

A forest fire speckled with blue and red flames burned before you. stepping forward into the flames you call his name "Dabi?!" rings out, and you push forward with no response before you come to a clearing. in the middle surrounded by Flames were Dabi and Endeavor. His back to you Dabi is on the ground on his knees Cradling something in his hands while his head hangs downward.

"you deserve nothing Toya, you are worthy of no love." Endeavor spat. the blue flames grew as a sob rumbles from Dabi he stands up still cradling whatever was in his arms "You're a monster, Enji" he sobbed out before turning around, you finally see what he is holding.

And he's holding you. cradled in his arms, bloody, lifeless, dead. Tears stream down your face as you sprint from your standing place. "DABI" you cried out, Dabi's sapphire eyes widen as the Y/N in his arms slowly dissipated, bloody tears streaming down his face as he runs towards you "Y/N" is all you hear as you collide in a hug.

Abruptly Dabi sits up in bed, hands shaking and heavy breathing his head whips around to you, sitting next to him with tears pricking your eyes. His hand make their way to cup your face "Y/n..." is all he can mumble as your hand comes to sit atop his on your cheek "its okay baby im here, im okay" you whisper. That's all he needs before pulls you in, arms around your waist and head against your chest. A heavy sob leaves his chest, and his grip tightens as if he was going to lose you the moment he loosens up. Wrapping one arm around his torso, your fingers running through his hair you let him sob. "its okay baby im still here" you coo to him your voice soft and smooth like the silk pillows you had been laying on minutes before.

The sobs died down before Dabi spoke "He found you after i had exposed him," he shifts in your arms so that you could hear him clearly. "He found out you were with me, gotten back by taking the only thing I cared about" his eyes met yours "he had taken my everything," he said so softly you could barely hear him. This was a side of Dabi you had never seen before, he was scared and vulnerable. the walls that he had built up around his feelings were crumbling behind his eyes. "That wont happen my love" You spoke, kissing him on the forehead. "No one in the LoV would let that happen, especially you"

Dabi relaxed at your words, you could feel the tension leave as he sat up out of your arms "I-I was so angry and upset" he stops knowing how vulnerable he is, a state he had never wanted to be in with anyone, but to him you were different. you were everything he cared about.

"If anyone does anything to you I-" you cut him off, knowing he was slowly going back to his asshole protective self "You'd bring the world down to its knees" a small smile places itself on your face "you better not tell anyone about this, or I'll throw you to the alley cats" you clap and stand up out of bed "And he's back! I'm changing my shirt" Dabi chuckles, as you change your shirt and lay back down. you can't help but notice he holds you a little closer and a little tighter after that night.

Dabis Tag list 🏷️: There's nothing here...

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[nex-thegrimreaper]

Nex-thegrimreapers kinktober

I’ll be posting 4 smuts one for every week released every Sunday

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My requests will be closed this month but will be re-opening on the 31st

Week one:rough sex+creampies/multiple orgasams with dabi

Week 2: wall sex with sage leslath

Week 3: size difference with Muriel

Week 4: edging with Bucky Barnes

Dabi’s fic comes out tomorrow, enjoy lovelies

[stxrrydreamss]

Reblog this if you want Dabi to slut you out.

[delulu4anime]

Pairings: Dabi x fem!reader

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: Public sex, “drug” use (it’s weed. Das it.), alcohol consumption, sexual harassment but not from Dabi, degradation, spanking, oral (f to m). If I missed anything please let me know.

A/N: MINORS GET THE FUCK OFF MY PAGE. 18+ ONLY. Now that that’s out of the way I’d like to say this wasn’t proof read so please forgive me for the train wreck. I got inspired to write this after listening to Here by Alessia Cara. Also like almost every Dabi fan fiction I wrote this Dabi to be pierced too cause it’s big sexy. ENJOY!

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You ran your fingertip around the rim of a drink that seemed to have been watered down since the moment you got it. The smell of marijuana lingered near a group of men who seemed to be feeling the effects of the herb. Their laughter could be heard over the music at times. One of the men had wondered over to you after seeing you sitting by yourself at the bar. The music wasn't nearly loud enough to block out the way he went on and on about the bachelor party he was attending. You had sworn sitting at the end of the bar would be a perfect spot to observe the crowd of people in front of you moving their bodies to the music but here he was distracting you from your mission.

You had recently found a group of individuals who seemed to share the same goals and aspirations as you; ridding society of the over glorified hero's. The League of Villains had taken you in a few months prior and you went on as many missions as possible to find your place among them. After weeks of being a tag along your leader, Shigaraki, put you in charge of this mission and you were more than ready to prove your loyalty. During the last group meeting Shigaraki had gone on a tangent about the importance of catching the target. A whistleblower had betrayed the league by releasing the plans to take over a local hero agency to gain intel. The target's decision caused two members of the league to be arrested but lucky for you it meant that you'd be the perfect person to lead this mission. Shigaraki assigned Dabi to accompany you; you were a little apprehensive about him but didn't dare to disagree with your leader. You had only met Dabi for a brief moment before this mission but you didn't know much about him other than he had a bad habit of going MIA. The mission was simple enough which was to find the target, place a tracker on him, and let Shigaraki dispose of him his self. Although you had an unreliable partner you knew you could easily do this by yourself.

You tried to blend into the scene around you. Taking another sip of your drink as you turned to the man next to you and nodded your head as if anything he was saying was remotely interesting. Your eyes wandered to the people behind him; you spotted a familiar face in the crowd. Dabi was leaning up against the wall with a beer in his hand as he looked at a women he was talking to. Sh seemed to giggle at something he said while she ran her hand playfully up his forearm. He looked away from her for a moment scanning the club around him until his eyes met yours; the staples pulling his lips up into a smirk at the fact he had just caught you staring at him. You could feel your face heat up and you quickly turned your attention back to the man in front of you. You needed to stay focused.

"Look," you said as you leaned in so he could hear you better. "My friends are here otherwise I wouldn't have any business in a shit hole like this. Thanks for the drink but I don't dance and I don't need a boyfriend." You leaned away from him and brought the glass to your lips once more and drank the remainder of the liquor.

You stood from the bar stool and placed the empty glass on the bar. You had already been at the bar for almost an hour and still no sign of the target. You knew you'd never get anywhere in this mission if you didn't attempt to look around.

"I wouldn't call those friends if they left you all alone like this." He said as he grabbed onto your arm.

He pulled you into his chest, you couldn't help putting your hands against his chest and tried to push yourself away from him. You felt his hands from your hips down lower. You contemplated releasing your quirk, Lethal Trace, that could put him and anyone else who inhaled the toxins in a hallucinate state by releasing black smoke from your hands. You froze thinking about what Shigaraki would do if you ruined the mission; your loyalty would be questioned or even worse your death. You felt his hands reach the hem of your black dress, his fingers pulling the fabric slowly up your thighs to expose your skin to his friends that had seen their friend chase after you. You could make out their whistles over the music. To the dancing bodies around you it looked like nothing more than a tipsy man trying to feel his girlfriend up and with that no one gave either of you a second glance.

"Come on. We could have some real fun." He said as he nibbled on your earlobe.

To hell with the mission you'd beg for your leaders mercy later. As his lips traveled to your neck you felt the smoke slowly seep out of your palms. Before it could even reach his senses someone pulled him away from you by the shoulder. You looked to see Dabi's stapled hand gripping his shirt. His blue eyes seemed to be like daggers into man; if only looks could kill. He looked over at you as his features softened.

"Hey doll, I've been looking every where for you." Dabi said as he let go of the man's shoulder and took a couple steps towards you.

He put one arm around your shoulder while the other grabbed your cheeks pinching them together lightly. The cool silver rings placed on his fingers sent a shiver down your spin. The staples pulling his lips into a grin at the way your eyes widened.

"So you're going around talking to other guys while I'm not watching. Do you like making me jealous or something?" He spoke as he looked over at the guy.

"Look man I didn't know she were taken." The man spoke as he held up his hands defensively.

Dabi looked back at you as he ignored his sorry excuse he was trying to make for making you uncomfortable. He let go of your cheeks only to give a playful little smack to your left cheek. Dabi took you by the wrist and started pulling you through the crowd of people. You let him lead you to a spot towards the back of the club where there was a big exit sign lit up. He pushed against the metal door as you walked out into the cool night; the door closing slowly behind you both as the bass of the music could be heard outside.

Dabi finally let go of your wrist as he fished around in his pocket for the joint he has rolled right before getting to the club. You leaned against the brick wall as you watched him bring the joint up to his lips. A small blue flame danced across his finger tip as he lit the end of it.

"I didn't know you had a fire quirk and on top of that ," You paused watching the way he shook his finger to put out the flame. "It's blue."

He hummed as he took a long drag before removing the joint from his lips; leaning his head back he blow the smoke into the air. His blue eyes made their way to you as he extended his hand to offer you some. You took the joint from his hand and brought it to your lips slowly taking a hit. You let the smoke flow freely out of your nose. You handed the joint back to him, his fingertips grazing yours as he took it.

"Thanks." You finally say breaking the silence.

He cocked his head as he took another drag while he placed his hand on the wall behind you. You watched under the faded glow of the street light as the smoke flowed freely.

"For what?" He said putting out the joint on his jacket. Your eyes looked to his sleeve to see the countless times he had done it before.

He placed it back in his pocket and then placed his other hand on the wall. He had you caged in and all you could smell was his cheap cologne and the marijuana; the scents combined was intoxicating.

"For getting that asshole away from me," You said as you looked back up to his face. "I couldn't think straight with him yelling in my ear all night. For all I know the target could have left."

Dabi raised an eyebrow as if he was confused.

"You know I didn't think Shigaraki would allow someone so," he paused for a moment and let out a chuckle.

You narrow your eyes as he moves his hand to ghost over your throat. The cool staples on his palm pressed against your skin. Your head pressed against the rough brick as he moved his face even closer to yours. Lips almost touching.

"Fragile to lead a mission like this."

You rolled your eyes at his words but you knew he could tell you were effected by him. You had a mission to get back to and a goal to prove that you were anything but fragile. You grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand away from your neck.

"What makes you think I'm fragile? That guy was two times my size and I could've taken him. I just didn't want to blow our cover." You huff out as you put your hands on Dabi's shoulders and push him off you.

You walked over to the exist door as you heard Dabi chuckle behind you.

"Blow our cover? Against the target?" Dabi teased as he watched you tug on the door with no avail. "You know I put the tracker on him after twenty minutes of being here. He was on a sorry excuse for a date so it was easy to put it on him while he was distracted. Something a leader should know." He said as he came up behind you again. You could feel the heat radiating of his body.

"But you were too busy letting some guy feel you up so I had to do your job and save you." He breathed in your ear.

In the blink of an eye you had Dabi pinned against the wall beside the back door; bundling his jacket up in your fist.

"Fuck you," You sneered. "I told you from the beginning I didn't need you to come in and save me. Shigaraki put me in charge of this mission for a reason and I don't need some nobody like you to act like I don't have the right to be here." You give him one last push before letting go of his jacket and turning to make your way back into the club.

You pulled out your phone out of your bra sending a quick text to Shigaraki letting him know that the target was located and the mission was a success.

You turned to see Dabi's blue eyes staring right through you. You'd be lying if you said that predatory gaze didn't excite you. You turned your attention away from Dabi as your phone buzzed notifying of a text from your leader. He requested that you and Dabi return to the hide out immediately.

"Let's get out of here." You mumbled as the back door to the club swung open. You watched as a few drunken people stumbled out into the alley way.

Out of nowhere you felt a hand wrap around your throat, a light burning sensation caused you to wince. You looked up to meet the icy blue eyes as Dabi's fingers spread to keep your chin firm in his grip. You felt him push his bulge against your lower back.

"A nobody huh?" Dabi huffs out.

You felt his other hand slide down your back and under your dress. Dabi's finger traveled between your legs that you had involuntarily squeezed together. He let out a long low whistle as his fingers grazed your bare pussy. His eyes widening at the fact no panties were there to stop him gathering slick on his fingertips.

"No panties," He mumbled, "And on top of that a nobody like me got you this wet?" He said.

You felt like you were being watched, suddenly remembering the small group that had exited the club a few minutes before.

"Dabi," You whined out, "People are watching."

Dabi let out a laugh that caused you to shiver. You watched his eyes leave you and look to the other people around you. He held onto your face tightly so you couldn't look away from him. He moved his other hand out from under your dress and raised it up just enough to let blue fames dance across his palm.

"Get the fuck out of here." Dabi grumbled out as the drunken group quickly took their leave. You couldn't help but wonder what Dabi got into when he wasn't attending the leagues meetings; wondering how he showed this area he wasn't to be messed with.

"What makes you think I got wet for you? Maybe that creep turned me on." You finally shot back as you grind your ass against him.

You yelped as Dabi slammed you against the brick wall. He grabbed a fist full of your hair and pushed you down to your knees. You couldn't help but rub your thighs together to get the friction you craved.

"You really are a little slut aren't you?" Dabi breathed out as he watched your hand slowly start to trail up his torn black jeans.

His grip in your hair loosed as you unbuckled his jeans; sliding his jeans down his enough to expose his pretty pierced cock. Your mouth watered as you slid your hand up and down his cock. The three horizontal bars glistened under the dull street light as you licked a long strip up the underside of his cock all the way to his tip. Dabi let out a soft groan as you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock. You hum at the first taste of pre-cum. Dabi rubs his ringed fingers lightly against your cheek. He slowly moves both his hands back to your hair as you continue to suck his cock. Dabi thrust his hips forward till your nose is flush against his skin. Your faint gags are drowned out by the long groan Dabi lets out. He pulls your head off his cock only to push you back; setting a brutal pace. He collects your hair in one hand while the other runs his fingers through his hair.

"Look at me baby," Dabi moans out. "Look at me while I'm fucking that slutty throat of yours."

You do as your told and look up at Dabi through your lashes. The tears that had been collecting on your waterline finally falling down your cheeks. Dabi quickly jerks you off his cock, watching as some of your spit is connecting from your bruised lips to his body. He grabs you by the jaw and pulls you towards him and smashing your lips together for a heated kiss. Dabi stood you up and turned you so your back was against him. You felt his fingertips under your dress again and this time pushing inside you agonizingly slow.

"I know I can get this slutty pussy of yours dripping for me anytime. I saw the way you looked at me when I was talking to that bitch inside. Didn't think I noticed the way you shifted and your thighs rubbing together when you looked away." He whispered against your ear.

You closed your eyes as he continued to slowly move his fingers in and out of you. A soft whimper falling from your lips as he adds another finger; feeling the way your juices slowly start to leak down his hand.

"Dabi please," You plead as you grab his wrist and grind against his hand. "I need you."

He had spent too many nights than he'd like to admit since you joined the league jerking off to the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock and here you were begging for just that.

"If you say so baby doll." He said as he pulled his fingers out of quivering pussy. He looked down at you as he brought his fingers to his mouth; letting his tongue taste your sweetness.

He groaned at the taste he had been dying to get all night. He promised himself he'd dive his pierced tongue deep into you till you screamed his name but for now he needed to be in you. He pulled your dress up over your ass and gave it a hard smack. You let out a whimper as his palm massaged the spot that had already started to turn a shade of pink. He grabs his cock give it a few strokes; making sure your spit lubricated his entire length. He slowly pushes his cock inside of you inch by inch until he bottoms out. His hands immediately found your hips and you moaned at the way his staples felt against your warm skin. He paused for a moment feeling your pussy pulse around him knowing if he moved right then he wouldn't last long. You put your hands on the wall in front of you and started moving against him causing both of you to let out a groan. You looked back to see Dabi's head thrown back and his eyes screwed shut.

"Fuck my pretty baby doll," His hand left your waist but only for a brief moment before you felt his hand coming down against your ass. "Who's pussy is this?"

Dabi grabbed a fist full of your hair as he took control and started pounding into you; looking down at where your bodies connected. Your ass bouncing against his hips. You could feel the heat building up in your stomach and you knew with this pace you wouldn't last much longer. He smacked your ass in the same spot and you arched your back as the pain mixed in with the pleasure. His grip on your hair tightened as he pulled you against him.

"I said who's pussy is this?" Dabi growled in your ear.

"It's yours." You moaned out your body trembled against him.

"That's right doll. This slutty cunt is all mine." He tried to chuckle but a broken moan fell from his lips instead.

His pace started to become sloppy and you felt his hand let go of your hair and move down to your clit. He rubbed small circles and you couldn't help but whimper as you high crashed into you.

"That's it," Dabi huffed out. "Cum pretty around my cock."

He thrusted a few more times before his hips stilled flush against your ass.

"Fuck Doll." Dabi moaned as he emptied out inside of you.

He leaned his head against your shoulders as you both panted out. He pulled out of your quivering hole and you gasped as you felt his fingers shove the cum that started to leak out back inside.

"You better keep all this inside my pussy you understand?"

You bit your lip and nodded your head.

"Good girl." He said as he couldn't hold back the smirk pulling at his lips at the fucked out look on your face.

His phone suddenly went off catching you both off guard. He tucked his cock back into his pants and pulled them up. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and groaned at the name that was lit up his screen. He hit the answer button and you watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked your essence right off his fingers. He hummed into the speaker as you quickly pulled your dress over your bare ass and turned your gaze else where.

"What do you want?" Dabi said as he balanced his phone against his shoulder and ear as he zipped his pants.

You looked at Dabi as he looked out into the empty street. A smile creeping on his lips as you heard Shigaraki scream into the phone.

"Sorry boss I thought your new toy needed a real welcome into the league. I mean she did complete her first mission all by herself." He teased as he peered over at you.

You couldn't help the way you bit your lip at the thought of what the two of you had just done and in the alley way of a random club no less. Shigaraki would punish you both for not following the orders to return to the hide out immediately but all you cared about was getting Dabi on any mission from now on.

[blackberreh-art]

BTW NOW'S THE BEST TIME TO JOIN MY PATREON!!! Start of the month is the roleover day, and you get access to all my older naughty things~ I will also have the demon AU threesome up later today :3c

[punkeropercyjackson]

I hate........how sexualizing teenage superheroes is the norm in the superheroes fandom at large.Forgive me for traumadumping ig but i have really strong feelings on this as an autistic adult with a special interest in superheroes at large themselves and itself as a genre

My first hero spin was Big Hero 6.By the time it came out,i was 13 so i was allowed internet access no problem and naturally i went looking all over for content of literally everything about it but my favorite character was Hiro so he was what i searched for the most and he was LUDICRIOUSLY objectified and fetishized for his wasian heritage and when the series came out,he got an official love interest named Karmi who's 16 to his 14 and she got tons of hate from Hiro x Gogo and Hiro x Honey shippers despite them not only being college aged to his again,FOURTEEN years but we got explicit ages for them in season 2 when the Nerd Gang minus him gratuated from SFIT so they're canonically TWENTY ONE(i feel it's an important sidenote that Karmi's brownskin with a hooked nose and her VA is indonesian/chinese mixed so her heritage is obvious and as to how it contributed to her reception vs easian Gogo and blonde light-eyed Honey)

My second one was Bnha and there's been tons of discussion about the base's problem with the UA students and Himiko and i thank everyone who's posted about it deeply but my specific one is that my otp of the series was and will always be Shouto and Momo aka Todomomo even if i'm not nearly as into Bnha as i used to be because they were the first ship i actively made content for and it lasted years and that combined with me headcanoning them as bi4bi,t4t and autistic4autistic helped my egg crack and realize my own autism big time so their relathionship eternally has a big place in my heart

This means i've witnessed grown ass people saying Shouto almost touched Momo's boobs in that cap where he stopped her during their Aizawa fight(and his hand didn't even land on her chest)as a running thing and same for him acting as a macho man who rules over her body so she can't wear what she wants or exist near other men,including BAKUGOU who Momo HATES IN-TEXT,or have conflict with him because he'll just 'put her in her place as his woman' and Momo who's thee 'silk hiding steel' character and has adultification trauma that triggers her anxiety as the plot of the Todomomo starter 'Yaoyorozu Rising' with Shouto helping her with words of affirmation,healthy communication and good boundries on both sides that became the foundation of their dynamic throught the whole franchise,manga and extras,is reduced down the 'the class mom to Iida's class dad' as if she's ever even looked in his general direction and when she's rightfully earned her place as Shouto's best friend alongside Izuku himself and that is INSANELY imppressive taking into account her limited screentime.All i wanted was them being goth bf x pastel gf and getting to heal their inner child together and what i got was a nsfw Todomomo week on twitter and a certain artist drawing Momo/Dabi as an 'April Fool's' joke MULTIPLE YEARS in a row because he's also a Todoroki so it's also Todomomo lololol and i also did her with Natsuo and Fuyumi,i'm so funny!The only good thing to come out of that i started spite headcanoning Momo and Dabi as found siblings and platonic soulmates and realized i was actually on point

Then i watched Batman:Under The Red Hood when i was 19 and Jason became a character i selfship with romantically so i did the logical thing and started reading comics,starting with his.Did you know it's canon that while he dosen't exactly hunt them down specifically,he hates pedophiles and incesters so he once targeted a teacher because he was csa'ing one of his student's and expressed disgust at the thought of kissing any of his brothers based off them being brothers?You wouldn't know either of these things off fanon alone,you'd think he was creepy older guy who seeks out younger people on purpose when he dosen't seek anybody out period and that's his canon relathionships coping mechanism and it's also canon he couldn't talk to girls and pushed a guy off a roof for running a sex ring as Robin.As ROBIN,a fucking 11-15 year old Jason had that much of a moral backbone and willingness to take action in it yet everyone thinks he'd date a CHILD,even HIS OWN UNDERAGED SIBLINGS,with taking advantage of them as the appeal

I absolutely loved Into The Spiderverse as an afrolatino like Miles who was a troubled kid like he is too and i thought Gwen was super good too and Peter B's another character i selfship with romantically so naturally i was hyped for Across and the first thing the fandom did when the trailer dropped?Make a hyperpopular meme where that sweet,soft,wholesome scene where Gwen gets cheeky and looks through Miles' sketchbook and sees he's so in love with her he dedicated it's entierty to her just existing as herself into him seeing her as nothing but a sexual object with degrading features she does not have and it was a sick joke on Gwen because the boy she loves just wants her for sex and not even for what she actually looks and that just makes it even worse!!!Then there's the equally pure implied thing they did of her either stealing Hobie's sweaters because he makes her feel safe after her abusive dad kicked her out for being trans or him giving them to her to borrow as affection that ALSO got twisted into Gwen being nothing but a sex object,by people who see Hobie's age interpretation not even as a minor but in his 20s unlike how actual Ghostpunks do!!!!!!!,and don't think i haven't seen the Margo shit calling her 'thicc' and turning the girls into Miles' 'harem'

And the thing that made realize this is that it's always been like this is when i went looking for Teen Titans screenshots,first Starfire and Blackfire for me and my little sister and then ones of the animated Titans in general for my little brother because he did an edit-redraw of our DC self-inserts together using one so i got excited at how good it was and decided to ask for a few more since we have friends who have DC ocs too and we're all doing a canon rewrite fixit with them but the first results were fucking incest softcore porn and TOO DAMN MUCH horny Bbrae fanart.One of the friend's in question is like another brother to me and he's 17 and he thought there was nothing wrong with Jason/The Fenton Siblings because when i said find it triggering just in general,he tried to explain that i was 'making the wrong assumption' because a lot of people age up Danny and Jazz and he'd learned that from older DPDC fans.They literally groomed him and i'm so glad i met him and helped him unlearn that shit before he could get hurt

That's not normal.NONE of that is normal to involve children even if fictional because they're meant to be exactly like REAL kids mentally and physically and you get upset at the real ones for being upset by you doing this to them and even harrass them for it and i've had to directly defend another one of my little sibling's from harrasment from 'fandom elders' because he dared to have an opinion that 'dosen't follow the rules'.I'm sick of this,i can't stand this,this needs to DIE.There's no exaggaration over ten times the adult superheroes than they're are kid ones and you fucking ship them with eachother instead just sticking to the adults for smut.Batman and Robin were seen as a couple in ye olden times by a group of gay people not because Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson harbord secret romantic feelings for eachother since conception or intended to later on but because that specific gay people were irl pedophiles who used being gay as a defense

I don't care if i sound childish or if nobody who this is aimed at cares,i hate all of you for this.I hate you for tarnishing my special interest,i hate you for violating the history of superheroes and the creation of sidekicks and kid heroes as role models and escapism fantasies for real kids,i hate you for beyond disrespecting that superheroes as a WHOLE were created by jewish folks and that Clark Kent,the FIRST superhero,is the protector of all innocents with a deep love for children and gets especially angry when they're hurt and is a fundemental trait he has to have or he's NOT Superman or Clark Kent Kal-El or Superdad,i hate that the sexualization of underaged supers and them being abused as 'romance' by their fucking pseudo-parents is a long running punchline.I hate you with my entire heart and soul and actual comics reading knowledge

[zombryz]

♡ all my suffering ♡ chapter 6

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Chapter Six

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Pairings: Shigaraki x f!reader x Dabi

A/N: Hii my dear readers!! Please enjoy all the hurt, the angst, the "love", THE SMUT, and of course the action and fight sequences lol :3

Warnings: Specific to this chapter - blood, angst, possessiveness, smut (lots), quirk play, masochist!reader (sort of)

Word Count: 13k

Toga also started calling Tomura by his first name. You weren’t sure if this was to mock you or if she just felt left out. Either way, it was precious to hear her also refer to your boss by his first name. Every time you observed him acting strangely in response to her demonstration of friendship, you bit back a small chuckle. But he never did this to you. Actually, now that you think about it, you couldn't tell if he liked it or not when you called him Tomura. Unfortunately, at this time, it didn't matter. You were currently on a mission that Tomura alerted the league to earlier that morning. You were summoned to the woods by someone Tomura referred to as “The Doctor.” He didn't say much about the mission, but you knew it had to do with his strategy for overthrowing the hero society. You were all currently standing in what appeared to be the gloomy lair of the so-called “Doctor”. Only moments ago, you were face-to-face with a giant creature named Gigantomachia. The Doctor, who is sitting in front of the league, facing away from you and in front of multiple computer screens, supposedly set up the encounter with the giant. You were confused and out of breath because you had just prepared yourself to fight Gigantomachia when a black substance started pouring out of your mouth. The substance was similar to Kurogiri’s warp gate and allowed you to teleport from the mountains to this lair. You try to dial in to your surroundings by looking around the dark room. There are rows and rows of tanks filled with purple liquid, and inside are the bodies of Nomu. You are at the back of the group, standing next to Dabi and Spinner. Tomura, Toga, and Compress are in the front and have a clear view of the Doctor. Tomura began speaking with the doctor moments ago, but you were still taking in your surroundings, completely oblivious to what was being said. Dabi turns to you and signals that it's safe to put away your knives. You do as he says and try to listen to Tomura and the doctor’s conversation. You must’ve missed introductions due to being distracted, because it felt like there was already some tension.

“So why not lend me a hand, Doc?” Tomura hisses through his teeth, eyes filled with passion.

“You just sound like a kid playing a bad guy!” The doctor laughs in Tomura’s face, causing Tomura to straighten his posture in annoyance. “Anyways, I was always planning on helping out,” he adds in a more serious tone.

“Tomura, those ideas of yours seem deranged.” Toga chimes in, sounding a bit hurt by the words Tomura spoke that you weren’t paying attention to. You must’ve also missed the ”ideas” she’s referring to. “Like, do you also want to destroy,” she inhales deeply, “the things you love?” Toga frowns. Tomura turns his head slightly, looking over his shoulder.

"Well, I don’t particularly love anything.” Tomura’s eyes bounce from Toga’s to yours. He then turns back to face the doctor once more, swiftly breaking eye contact with you. His words sting your heart a bit; it’s not like you particularly love anything either, but you couldn’t help but think back to his drunken words about how much he would sacrifice for the league. You knew he cared for the league the way you cared for them. “I suppose I can give mercy to the things you love.” He adds to his response by waving her off. This causes Toga to cheer, and your heart settles a bit.

“You’re all far too weak; I can’t just hand over these powers.” The doctor says it in an ominous tone. Powers? Is he talking about quirks? Is he planning on giving us quirks? "But there is something you can do to prove to me that you’re ready.” He stands from his chair and continues, eyes bright: “Gigantomachia is a valuable member of the league, and he was All for One’s biggest fan. He hasn’t accepted you as his master.” He narrows his eyes and says, “If you can make Gigantomachia submit to you, then everything I have will be yours.” You never met All for One, but the league doesn't talk much about him. Apparently, he was Tomura’s master who got taken by All Might during a raid.

“Just so you know, I’m not helping.” Dabi chimes in and crosses his arms in displeasure.

“Is it because your fire didn’t work on him?” Toga calls him out, and you shoot him a wandering look, questioning why he’s been acting so weird since the last time you two slept together.

“No,” he hisses back, “I have a good potential ally in mind.” Dabi turns away from your questioning glare and looks at Tomura.

“Fine.” Tomura looks over his shoulder at Dabi and shrugs. What? So Dabi is just going to leave without saying anything?

Before you can object, the doctor pulls out a small nomu and twists the pipes sticking out of its head to teleport you back to Gigantomachia. You went to object, but it was too late; more black liquid started pouring from your mouth. You look at Dabi one last time, but he doesn’t look at you. Still confused and a little disoriented, you land next to Tomura, who is already approaching the giant man. You prepare yourself for battle and take out your knives.

“Hello,” Tomura says to Gigantomachia in a calm voice, causing the giant to growl at him. “Are you ready to submit to me?” Tomura’s voice grows dark, and it is unlike anything you’ve heard from him before. You remain behind him, ready to back him up any way you can.

Tomura starts running towards him, and before you can stop him, the giant man brings down his fist. Tomura luckily dodges it, but the wave of the blast causes him to be sent back a couple hundred feet in the air. Once out of sight, the giant rests his eyes on you. Oh shit. You weren’t as bold as your leader; instead, you took off running to put some distance between you and the giant, and luckily, he didn’t chase you. ---

It had been hours since you started fighting the giant. It was dark now, and it was as if Tomura had just started fighting. You had no idea how he had so much energy; you were exhausted. Twice assisted in making clones of all the league members, including yourself. It was rough constantly watching your clones get pulverized by the giant villain. You winced every time you saw yourself turn into gray goop. You, Spinner, and Toga decided to stay back in the tree line to watch the battle unfold. Tomura wasn’t letting up, though; he was determined to make Gigantomachia submit to him. If you were being honest with yourself, you were also irritated by Dabi, who just decided to abandon you. As you sat on a rock, twirling a random stick in your hand, you thought about how Dabi abandoned the group. It felt so unlike him.

Suddenly, everything went silent, causing you to drop the stick. The big guy tuckered himself out and fell asleep right in front of Tomura’s feet. You and the rest of the group quickly ran over to him and asked what you should do now. Tomura shrugged and peered ahead at what appeared to be a small cave illuminated by the moon and located beneath a waterfall. His features now covered in exhaustion, you realized he just wanted to sleep too. You and the rest of the league followed him into the cave. Spinner started a small fire, and everyone claimed a corner as their bed for the night. As you went to lay down with Toga, you saw that she was already resting on Twice’s lap. Spinner was paired up with Compress, which left you with Tomura. You hesitated for a moment, not sure of what to do. If you let him sleep on the ground, surely he wouldn’t be able to get any sleep, and neither would you. When you slid down the cave wall next to him, he looked at you through the hand on his face before taking it off and laying it down on the other side of him.

“Who was the ‘potential ally’ Dabi mentioned earlier?” You tilted your head to look at him as he undressed from his hands.

“That still bothering you, huh?” Tomura speaks in a monotone voice, probably due to his exhaustion. He saw your face earlier, when Dabi first mentioned that he was leaving. He knew you weren’t happy about it.

“What? No!” You deflect his acquisition by shaking your head before you add,“I-I just don’t get why he left at a time like this.” Your voice cracks, betraying your lie. “Trouble in paradise?” Twice chimes in from the other side of the room. You roll your eyes at him, shifting your attention back to Tomura.

“Listen,” he exhales slowly, “he does that from time to time,” Tomura adds in a lower voice than before to keep the group from eavesdropping. He then leans over to lay his head down on the pile of hands, choosing to face away from you. You calm your thoughts about Dabi and take in Tomura’s appearance. He had a bunch of cuts and bruises all over his face and hands, and it looked like he was trying to hide them from you.

“Don’t go to sleep like that.” Your tone is serious as you slightly tug at his coat, causing him to groan and lean back up to face you. He is looking at you with tired eyes and heavy shoulders, and it pulls at your heart strings. You couldn’t help but think both he and Dabi were avoiding you lately. Tomura could’ve easily asked you to heal him, but he didn’t. You furrow your brows, irritated with them both at this point.

“Are you mad at me now?” His question surprises you, but it causes you to relax your face and scoot closer to him. You sometimes hated that he could read your energy and know what was going through your head.

“No,” you huff, “now stop talking.” You bring your palm to his cheek, and he flinches at the sudden physical touch but soon sinks into your hand and doesn’t say another word. You activate your quirk, and he watches you in awe for what feels like the millionth time now. Your hair begins to float, and your eyes start glowing. He doesn’t move from your hand once you finish healing his wounds. Instead, he continues to stare into your eyes, scared to move because he doesn’t want to upset you again. The fire crackles beside you, and the warm light hits his face in a way that makes your whole body heat up.

“Are any of you hurt?” You call out to the rest of the league, but they all groan a no in response as they’re all so close to falling asleep. You turn your attention back to Tomura, who is now falling asleep in the palm of your hand. His eyes are slowly closing, but he is fighting his sleep as hard as he fought the giant today. “Here, I’ll take first watch.” You position yourself against the wall and pat your lap, indicating that he can rest his head there. He realizes what you’re saying, and his eyes widen a little.

“I can’t; I could accidentally kill you in my sleep.” He states it bluntly. He’s so tired now that he looks frustrated.

“Good thing I’ll be awake to activate my quirk if I have to.” You give him a promising smile, and he contemplates for a moment before accepting your offer. He positions himself to face the rest of the league with his back against the wall while he slowly and gently brings his head down onto your thighs. You can tell he is unsure about this because he isn’t putting his full weight on you. To make him more comfortable, you bring your hand down to his head and attempt to lull him to sleep by running your fingers through his hair. He tenses up at first, but after a few seconds, you feel his body weight shift, and he is drifting off into a deep sleep. You can’t help but watch his breath while he sleeps. You had never seen him sleep before, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You were doing a terrible job of keeping guard because your eyes never left his sleeping figure. His long, bluish-grey hair was splayed out over your thighs, revealing his handsome face. His lips were slightly parted, and his lashes were long and matched his hair color. Watching him like this suddenly makes your stomach twirl. The extremely dangerous Tomura Shigaraki feels safe enough with you to let you protect him. What a sentiment. You couldn’t help but smile like an idiot. After about an hour, Tomura shifted in his sleep and wrapped his arms around your left leg to cuddle your thigh. You froze, prepared to activate your quirk, but his own quirk never activated. His palms were flat on your thigh, and you weren’t turned to dust. Still on edge, you slowly lifted his hands without waking him and placed them at his sides. You weren’t sure why decay didn’t activate in his sleep. Strange, you thought.

After another two hours, your eyelids started becoming very heavy. You were deep in your thoughts and even started to remember a little bit more from your past and your hero days. You had faint memories of someone you were close to just before returning to U.A. There was a man with red wings. Was it wings? Who knows. If you try to remember too much, you’ll get a headache. You didn’t like having nothing to do but think. There were even a few invasive thoughts about Dabi, and you were curious what he was doing while you had another man laying on your lap. You debated waking Tomura up to switch with you, but you wanted him to get as much sleep as possible. As if he felt your exhaustion, he stirred awake and sat up slowly, yawning. The fire had died down, so there was little light left in the cave. He looked at you and recognized the tired expression plastered on your face.

“Here,” he rubbed his eyes, “I’ll take over,” he says, shifting to sit up against the wall.

“Are you sure?” You silently hoped he was. You were beyond exhausted.

“Yeah, come here.” His words immediately give you butterflies. He takes off his coat and lays his head against the wall, revealing his Adam's apple, while he gives his lap a little pat and spreads his legs slightly. You give him a once-over before agreeing; he looks awkward, but you are too tired to care. You slowly bring your head down onto his lap and lay the opposite way he did, facing him instead of the rest of the league. You weren’t sure why you laid this way—maybe because you wanted to look at him while you fell asleep. He takes his coat and lays it over you. He brings his hand to your head the same way you did to him. His hand brushes gently over your hair, barely brushing you. When you smile softly, he decides to do it again and starts massaging your temples sweetly with his pinky finger still in the air. Tomura wasn’t big on physical touch, but it felt different with you. He has always had this urge to touch you.

“You didn’t dust me in your sleep.” You whisper, looking up at him with heavy eyes. He was already looking down at you, so your eyes met him instantly. This made your stomach flip. Luckily, it was somewhat dark in the cave, so he couldn’t see it. “You had all five fingers on me, and I didn’t have to activate my quirk,” you whisper again.

“Hmmm.” Tomura furrows his brows but continues to rub your temple as he diverts his eyes to the fire. You wanted to know what he was thinking but didn’t push further. Instead, you quickly gave in to sleep.

---

You only got an hour of sleep. The cave started rattling and shaking you awake forcefully. You felt Tomura’s arms wrap around you roughly as he pulled you into his chest. The cave walls were cracking, and rocks started falling from the ceiling. Gigantomachia found you. How did he find you? Tomura wrapped his arms around your head to prevent any debris from falling on you. You closed your eyes tightly and shifted your body closer to Tomuras, wrapping your arms around his waist. Once the attack stopped, the group shuffled to their feet to exit the cave. Tomura unfolds his arms slowly, revealing you sitting between his legs and clinging to him. You gently unwrap yourself and pull away from him, feeling embarrassed now.

“Are you okay?” Tomura flashes you a look of worry before grabbing your chin and checking you for injuries. He turns your head to the left and then to the right. You are too worried about him, so you swat him away gently before turning your attention to him instead. You lean into him once more to check for injuries. “I’m fine; are you okay?” You sit up slightly to get a good look at him. He seemed unscathed.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m going to make this bastard finally submit to me.” He rose to his feet, placed the hands back on his body, and started toward the entrance to the cave. There was a determination in his voice that made you believe him. As he exited the cave, you got up to follow him into battle. You only just noticed that you were wearing his long black trench coat that he covered you in the night before. It was gradually getting colder outside, but you knew he probably wouldn’t stop the fight to put his coat on. So you decided to wear it for now.

---

It had been a week since you started fighting Gigantomachia. The entire league, minus Dabi, was exhausted and frustrated at this point. It had been non-stop fighting, only allowing two to three hours of sleep at a time. You all started sleeping in shifts, except Tomura. He wouldn’t tell you this, but he would rather fight on zero hours of sleep than risk putting you in harm's way again like he did the first night in the cave. After all, for some reason, Gigantomachia started ignoring everyone but Tomura.

There were moments when Gigantomachia would fall asleep, which allowed the team to meet up to discuss game plans. That’s where you all are currently. You were all standing in a circle discussing ideas of what to do next when, all of a sudden, Twice’s phone started ringing. Everyone turns their attention to Twice as he pulls out his phone.

“It’s Giran! I wonder where he’s been; I’ve called him like a dozen times!” Twice shouts.

You recognized the name. Giran is the outside recruiter for the league and assists with getting costumes and weapons; he even helped Compress get his new arm. You think about Dabi for a moment and his “potential ally”, Maybe that's why Giran was calling. Your heart flutters trying to listen to the conversation when Twice’s face drops in fear.

“This isn’t Giren…” Twice alerts.

“A voice changer?” You add, and your face contorts in confusion as you listen to the weird robotic voice coming through the phone speaker.

“Who are you? Where’s Giran?” Twice yells into the phone.

There's an uneasy silence when the stranger answers.

“I’m the grand commander of the Meta Liberation Army.” The voice comes out staticky. “My name is Re-Destro,” he adds.

Tomura stands up and grabs the phone from Twice. Causing you to shift focus to your leader.

“First the Yakuza, and now the Liberation Army?” Tomura speaks into the phone. He holds it with two fingers, careful not to dust the thing. “Why are you has-beens suddenly appearing out of nowhere lately?” He sounds pissed off.

“Where is Giran?!” Twice yells again.

“Ah, I’ve got him right here, and he’s still alive; don’t worry. Our objective is to liberate all metahumans and to demolish the existing world to create a new one where people can be themselves.”

“You talk a lot.” Tomura groans.

“Interesting; I think we should explore that.” Mr.Compress chimes in.

“Give us back Giran, and then we’ll talk. We have bigger things to deal with right now.” Tomura attempts to conclude the deal.

“Oh, you’re mistaken. You’re not calling the shots right now…” Re-Destro answers smugly. Tomura growls in response. “How are those mountains? We’re watching you all on satellite right now.” Tomura thinks about dusting the phone, but you grab his hand before he can.

“I think we should hear him out.” Your eyes meet his, and he backs down, holding the phone out in front of you.

“Ah, Lady Medela, is that you? I heard you switched sides.” You hear Re-Destro’s cocky voice on the other side of the phone.

“What do you want from us?” You speak up.

“The league of villains has become too well known. We simply want to crush you so that we can start this war without you getting in the way.” You grit your teeth at his words. “Make your way to Deika City in the next hour if you have any chance of freeing your friend Giran. Then, you will decide if you stand against us or do nothing and be captured by the heroes that we will send to your location.” Tomura’s fingers are still on Twice’s phone while you stand under him close to the speaker. He’s heard enough now but still looks to you for confirmation before you send him a “yes” with just your eyes, giving him permission to dust the phone. He lays down his palm and completely dusts Twice’s phone.

“Hey! My phone!” Twice groans, reaching out for the dust particles.

“So, no good choices...” you start, still looking up at Tomura.

“No, so I guess we’re going to Deika City to crush these bastards.” He jumps down from the rock he was standing on.

“What?” You object and tilt your head at him. “You’ve barely slept in a week; there's no way you can fight like this.” You cross your arms, hoping that he’ll back down from your words.

Tomura doesn’t answer. Instead, he turns his body to speak into the earpiece that the doctor gave him when he first arrived here.

"Doctor, did you hear all that? How long do we have until the big baby wakes up?”

You can’t hear what the doctor is saying, but you’re almost positive he gives Tomura a number of hours.

“Perfect. Now, where’s Dabi?” Tomura says it out loud to no one in particular. This makes you perk up a little. Were you finally going to see Dabi again? “We’ll need an exit, Doctor.”

“We’re really going to fight him?” Toga questions.

“Have you noticed how the big guy always finds me no matter where I try to hide?” Tomura begins, and you think back to the moment in the cave when you were jolted awake by Gigantomachia’s attacks. "Well, I’m going to bring him with us to this fight. Re-Destro doesn’t stand a chance.” You look at Tomura and notice his features. He is confident in this plan, and you start to realize how great of a leader he is becoming. He is so smart and calculated, and you admire that about him. You would follow him into any battle.

Once again, the black substance starts pouring out of your mouth as you are teleported right outside Deika City. Your eyes immediately meet Dabi's, who is resting against a tree. He must’ve been summoned here as well. He looks at you briefly before turning his attention to Tomura.

“How did I get dragged into this?” he scoffs and rolls his eyes.

“Maybe because you’re part of this group.” You answered him with a little bit more of an attitude than you meant to.

As you all walk through the city, you notice how empty and quiet it is. It was almost like there was no-one home.

“Where is everyone?” Toga voices out.

“I get it now. The whole city is the army.” Tomura says.

After a few minutes of wondering around, a man in a black suit and glasses walks out onto the street to face you.

“Our guests have arrived! Welcome, welcome!” He creepily welcomes you. “Let the festivities begin!” he shouts before snapping his finger. Suddenly, tons of army members start flooding out onto the streets, ready to attack.

“Where is Giran?” Twice yells after the suited stranger.

"Oh, your friend? He’s with our grand commander.” He gestures to the tall building behind him. Bingo, that's your destination. You, along with the rest of the league, get into battle formation. You remove your knives from their holsters and hold them in either hand between your fingers.

The army members yelled out “Tomura Shigaraki!” all at once and pounced on him. There are so many of them. You take out two random men with sheer strength alone. Your first collide with their heads causing them to fall to the ground. You try to keep tabs on Tomura's movements, but he takes off towards the building with an entire mob of army villains in tow behind him. Without hesitation, you follow him, leaving the league behind. Dabi’s eyes follow what you’re chasing after, and he looks down, realizing you left him to follow Tomura. You slow down a little when you see Tomura swaying his feet as he also slows down a bit. Oh no, he's getting sloppy. He’s going to pass out. You knew he shouldn’t have rushed into battle with no sleep. The mob begins to catch up to him, so you run even faster to catch up before they can hurt him. Suddenly, Tomura jumps onto a stone fence and rushes back the opposite way towards the mob. He grabs one of the mob members faces and glides his hand across the bodies, disintegrating them all at once. Your eyes widen in horror; you have never seen him kill anyone, let alone that many people at once. All of those people, just gone. He jumped off the stone fence and landed right in front of you. Anger seethed out of his mouth like a rabid dog. He was panting heavily and was ready to grab you, but when you flinch, his face shifts when he realizes it's you and not another mob member.

“Tomura,” your voice comes out barely above a whisper, worry seeping over your face.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” He leans over and grabs at his ribcage, releasing the contents of his stomach onto the ground a few feet away from you. None of you have eaten in days, so it was mainly bile. You knew this battle wasn’t smart. He is overworking himself.

“It’s okay.” You gently pat his back, unsure of how to comfort him right now.

Dabi and Spinner catch up to you and try to understand what they just saw. Did Tomura really just kill all those people in one move?

"Well, if our leader isn’t sparing lives, then I’ll have some fun too.” Dabi laughs quietly to himself.

A couple of army members make their way to your location. Dabi quickly lights them up in flames. You protect your face from the heat and lean down to meet Tomura’s face. Your hair falls in front of your eyes, and you move it behind your ear. He looks at you from the side, and you give him a sweet smile.

“Are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine.” He’s breathing heavily, not as angry as before.

Once he is back on his feet, the streets begin to swarm with Twice clones. They’re all yelling that they’re here to protect you all, his comrades. You can’t lie; you feel the odds are much better with this many clones. You and Tomura speak to each other with just your eyes. You both decide to use the distraction to run towards the tower again.

“Twice, do you think you can clear a path?” Tomura asks the closest Twice clone in proximity.

“Of course, boss!” Multiple Twice’s answer at the same time.

Once you reach the tower, Tomura turns to you and looks over your head to get a couple of Twice clones' attention.

“Keep her here, will ya?” He asks the clones, and they oblige by grabbing your arms and pulling you away from him.

“What? N-No, let me go!” You fight back against the clones, but there are about five of them holding you down. “Let me help you fight!” Your eyes meet his, and there is a flicker of sadness in his eyes.

“I don’t know who is waiting for me up there, and if it's a boss fight, I can’t risk having you with me.” He softens his eyes a bit. You hate that he’s doing this by himself.

You call after him, but he is already in the building before you can fight any harder. Damnit. He’s going to get himself killed. Your heartbeat quickens, and you suddenly have a looming feeling fall over you.

After a few minutes of trying to fight your way out of the Twice clones’ grasp, you feel a thud and are then surrounded in gray goop. The Twice clones were taken out? By what? You duck, avoiding an attack from your right. It was an Army member. They’re strong too; they were able to take out Twice’s clones in one shot. You prepare yourself and start throwing punches. The army villain ducks your attacks and goes to activate his quirk when, suddenly, he is lit up by blue flames. So maybe he wasn’t so strong, and maybe Twice’s clones are getting weaker by the minute.

Your eyes meet Dabi's, and you see in his face that he knows what you’re about to do. Before you can even get the chance to think your body takes off running into the building of the tower that Tomura was in. Dabi was faster. He grabs your wrist and stops you, making you whine out in frustration.

“Let me go, Dabi!” You fight against him, but this is much harder than five Twice clones. You were so close to fighting alongside Tomura, but now he's still up there, alone. Dabi’s grip is hot and causes you to wince a little, but you ignore how painful it is.

“Wow, I thought I had more time.” Dabi’s face drops in realization, but you’re just as confused as ever.

“What are you talking about?” You reply through your spurts of trying to escape his grasp. You feel like a toddler trying to kick and scream to get what you want.

“You and Shigaraki,” The grip on your wrist loosens, and he drops your arm. You catch his eyes once more; his beautiful icey-blue irises begin to match his mood. To your surprise, you don’t immediately run inside the building once you’re loose this time. Instead, you look up at Dabi, not sure what he is trying to say to you. You furrow your eyebrows at him, hoping he’ll continue to explain what he's talking about.

“You care about him.”

“Yeah, well, I care about all of you.” You speak in a questioning tone, still not following and slightly irritated that he’s bringing this up now.

“You care about him more than the rest of us.” His face shows signs of sadness mixed with a hint of jealousy. “I know this because, for a while,” he pauses, “you looked at me like that.”

“Dabi,” you say, lowering your voice to match his tone. “Can we talk about this later?”

Dabi is angry now. He gets in your face and speaks down to you. “I’m not going to let you kill yourself for him all because of a little crush.”

Crush? CRUSH? He thinks you have a crush. On who? Tomura? How dare he make this whole situation miniscule just because he thinks something like that? Before you could scream at him, punch him, or whatever it was that you were feeling, all the windows in the tower above you shattered. You threw your hands over your head in an attempt to protect yourself from falling glass. Oh no, Tomura. Dabi grabs you once more and leads you around a corner where you are safe and both have eyes on the building. It looked like a giant hand was sticking out of the top floor and creating a giant hole in the wall from the outside. When you looked up, you saw Tomura fighting a man in a striped suit. This was the boss fight, you thought. It’s Re-Destro. He was running around his attacks, trying desperately to get his hands on him. Suddenly, Re-Destro grabbed Tomura with his giant hand and held him there. When Re-Destro flipped Tomura upside down, you yelled out to him, attempting to run towards the building, but once again, Dabi stopped you and kept you close to him. All you could do was watch. The ground shook beneath you when the building started collapsing. What was going on? Dabi grabs your hand, pulling you along with him as you run away from the building to seek shelter again. When you look back, you see another Tomura on the ground, touching the building. What? Then it clicked. The Tomura that was fighting Re-Destro was just a clone, and that’s why he didn’t want you to come up with him. After your realization, you gasp in a second realization. How is he doing that? Is his quirk evolving? You think back to when he just disenegrated that mob group; he didn’t touch half of those people, yet they still died. Was his quirk, decay, spreading? Can he disintegrate in larger quantities now and let it spread to other things it touches? You were in complete awe.

The battlefield is flattened, and you see what you assume is the real Tomura approaching a weakened Re-Destro who is lying in a pile of rubble. Once you’re at a far enough distance, Dabi lets go of your hand, and you both turn around to watch how this plays out. You listen to their conversation as much as you can, but you’re further out than you’d like to be. Tomura attempts to decay more of the ground around him but is caught off guard when Re-Destro jumps and smashes the debris with his giant fists. This causes Tomura to be sent flying backward. Re-Destro is quick; he is tuned into Tomura’s location before he gets a chance to land. Once he does, Re-Destro holds Tomura up by his arm, and you can see Tomura wince as his whole body weight is suspended in the air by Re-Destro’s thumb and pointer finger. Re-Destro is massive now. Your heart is racing as you watch this battle. Tomura goes to dust his hand, but Re-Destro grabs his other hand and has Tomura completely powerless now. Tomura winces again, and this time you hear him scream. His hand is crushed by Re-Destro. “Nooo!” You scream out, looking away as tears well up in your eyes. Was this it? Was Tomura about to die? “Dabi, help him!” You turn to face Dabi, tears now streaming down your face as you beg him not to let Re-Destro kill him. You felt helpless and powerless. All you can do is stand around and hope Tomura makes it out of this so that you can heal him.

Dabi starts leaving your side to engage in the battle when Re-Destro jumps back in pain. Tomura started to decay Re-Destro’s thumb, causing Re-Destro to release Tomura and throw him to the ground. Tomura then sits up and grabs his head in pain. You notice that his entire left hand is covered in blood as he rubs his temples. After a few seconds, Tomura is back on his feet and takes off running around Re-Destro. He’s fast, but not fast enough. Re-Destro creates a huge ball of purple energy and throws it right at Tomura. He once again goes flying through the air. He is taking hits left and right, and you cannot handle watching it, but at the same time, you can’t peel your eyes away. Through tears, you continue to watch the fight. The last hit must have broken Tomura’s left ankle because, when he stands up, he starts limping towards Re-Destro, dragging his foot behind him. He reaches down to grab the hand that he is always using to cover his face. He is in rough shape, and you’re not sure how much more he can take. His nose is bleeding, but he’s smiling. Why is he smiling? He is looking up at the sky as if he were remembering something. You’re worried now that he has a concussion. You need to heal him soon. Then, in an instant, the hand you’re used to seeing on his face is disintegrated by his own hand. He dusted it without a second thought, crushing it like it meant nothing at all.

“These are no longer necessary.” You hear Tomura speak loudly and confidently. It is the first time you have been able to hear his voice in this battle. It’s different. His voice is unwavering and not as whiny as it was before. There's a credence in his voice that’s raw.

Re-Destro ups his game by transforming himself into a giant-suited mech. Tomura quickly counters his moves by dusting his entire arm. He’s becoming cocky with his moves now. You weren’t sure what made him suddenly so much stronger, but you were so happy to see that he was winning. Tomura kneels down and starts decaying the ground beneath him, causing Re-Destro to fly away while pieces of his suit start slowly falling off. You and Dabi are further away when you notice Gigantomachia making his way to the battle. You figured things were about to get super ugly, so you tried to put some distance between you while still keeping your eye on Tomura. As Tomura decays the city around you, you notice all of the color leaving his hair. You’re not sure what you’re seeing, but it almost looks like it’s turning white. Re-Destro’s suit is totally destroyed now, and you see him start to flee. He looks terrified of Tomura.

“We need to get out of here. Shigaraki’s going to kill us.” Dabi gets your attention, and all you can do is nod. You take one last glimpse of Tomura and see him throw his head back in a sinister and freeing laugh. You have never seen him this happy. Aside from being worried that you’re going to die, you couldn’t help but smile seeing him like this.

As soon as you’re outside of the dust zone, the world goes silent. The ground settles, and the smoke starts dissipating. He must’ve won. You and Dabi make your way back over to Tomura and notice Spinner hiding behind a van. You group up with him and look into the valley where the building once stood. Your eyes catch Tomura’s figure once more. He looks so different from when you arrived. He stood tall, and his hair was as white as snow. He was covered in blood, and his clothes were mostly destroyed. He was only still wearing his black pants, which were ripped at the bottom. Your eyes make their way to his chest, and you instantly turn beet red. You had never seen Tomura shirtless, and now he was standing there in battle, shirtless and covered in blood. He was lean but still very muscular. Dabi made a tch noise when he saw what you were staring at so intently.

“Woah, when did Shigaraki get ripped?” Spinner’s mouth dropped open, and you bit back a chuckle. Hey, he said it, not you.

Re-Destro’s legs were missing. He must’ve cut them off to avoid them disintegrating. He was currently bowing to Tomura, and you took this as confirmation that the battle was over. He won. When you look over to the right, you see Gigantomachia bowing down to Tomura, as well as every single one of the Meta Liberation Army members.

“Ummm, are we supposed to bow?” Spinner asks.

“Fuck that. I’m not bowing.” Dabi crosses his arms, annoyed.

You silently admire the man before you. He has changed so much since that dreadful day that he kidnapped you. He was just a scared kid who was the leader of a few low-ranking villains. But now he had gained all of Re-Destro’s followers as well as the respect of a multitude of high-ranking villains. You don’t waste another second. You slide down the crater that Tomura created, leaving Spinner and Dabi behind the van. Your heart beats loudly in your chest, and you're breathing heavily, trying to cross the valley to make your way to him. You’re running as fast as you can. He had just finished whatever he was saying to Re-Destro when you reached him. Without thinking, your body collides with his as you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him into a heartfelt hug. You didn’t even realize you were still crying. Tomura is thrown off balance a bit as he struggles to stay off his broken ankle. He is surprised and confused, but he accepts your hug. After a moment, he wraps his non-broken hand around your waist and rests his chin atop your head. He smiles gently and breathes in the smell of your hair. The smell of strawberries.

“I thought I was going to lose you.” You whimper into his chest.

“You didn’t believe in me?” He laughs into your hair. Even his laugh is different. He is so much more assured.

You both don’t say anything else. He just holds onto you until you pull away first. Once you do, you heal as much as you can of his wounds. The fingers that were completely crushed were gone, but you were able to heal the nubs of where his fingers once were, leaving him with two fingers on his left hand. He tries to make a joke about how he's lucky he’s right-handed, but you were too concentrated on healing his ankle. Only because he told you to, you heal Re-Destro’s legs so that he is at least no longer bleeding out. He then tells you that the league will come back with him, and he will provide lodging and food for the group.

---

It had been a week since the fight in Deika City. After you were shown to the headquarters, you were each given a room inside the massive basement of the Meta Liberation Army, along with new clothing and new suits. Tomura was busy with Re-Destro, so you were left with Dabi, Spinner, Compress, Twice, and Toga. You wanted to see Tomura, but you knew that as the leader of such a huge front, it would be hard to speak with him whenever you wanted. You spent the week avoiding Dabi’s stares and passive-aggressive comments. You knew he wanted to talk to you about your "crush,” but you felt like you needed to figure out what it was you were feeling first before talking to someone else about it, let alone with a man that until recently you were sleeping with. Not to mention, you still feel something for Dabi. You found yourself watching him silently as he fidgeted with his coat, fixed his staples, or felt your breathing hitch in the back of your throat when he stood a little too close to you. As you were eating lunch with the league in a designated room, one of Re-Destro’s henchmen, Skeptic, came to grab you all for an announcement. He forced you to dress in elegant attire and to meet him downstairs at five. You dressed in a simple white dress and wore black heels to match. For the first time in a long time, you put on some makeup and brushed your hair. When you came downstairs, you noticed Dabi in a suit and tie. It was an odd sight, but he looked as handsome as ever. He was struggling with his tie, so you slowly made your way over to him to assist. He dropped his hands and allowed you to help him. There was a tension in the air that you ignored.

“These things are always so itchy.” He complains.

“Well, let’s hope it’s just for tonight.” You give him a soft smile, and he looks down at you with joyless eyes.

As you fix Dabi’s tie, he brings his hands back up to yours and gently rubs your palm with his thumb. You shudder and look away from him, but he brings your face to his and gives you a small kiss on your forehead as a thank you. He says nothing else, and before you can react, Skeptic walks into the room. You all followed Skeptic into an elevator and down three levels of stairs that opened up into a giant convention-style room that held close to 100,000 people. Your jaw dropped when you saw them all. Skeptic brought you to the back side of the building so that you would walk out on a stage where Re-Destro and Tomura were already seated. There was a throne in the center of the stage, and sitting on the throne was Tomura. He was wearing a giant, fluffy red cape and a suit and tie underneath. His hand was in a brace that gave his two fingers support. He had one of the hands he used to dress with on his face, assuming it wasn’t the same one he dusted in battle. His other hand was in a black sleeve that would keep him from accidentally decaying anything. His white hair fell a little past his shoulders now, and he looked so clean and soft. It was nice to have access to showers whenever you wanted. When you peered around the throne, you noticed his legs were spread as he nonchalantly sank into the throne. He looked the part of a king.

As if he felt you near him, he turned to face you as you walked up next to his throne. You looked down at him, ignoring the crowd in front of you, and it felt like you were the only two people in the room. He instantly released the breath he had been holding this whole time. You were like a safety net for him, and he never knew why, but when you were around, he was less anxious.

Re-Destro then introduces Tomura as the new grand commander and the king of villains, and you all as “The Paranormal Liberation Front.”. The crowd cheers, and you smile for them. Once the room starts clearing and you exit the stage, you find Tomura and make your way over to him. You approach him nervously with your hands behind your back. Your heels clicked as you walked, causing him to turn around and look at you.

“Hey.” He speaks first. His voice really is different now; it wasn’t just that day in Deika City. It is deeper, and you can’t help but like it.

“Hi,” You respond calmly, but inside you’re shaking. You feel so small in his presence. Somehow, he seems taller. Maybe it’s because his posture is straighter, but he’s always towered over you, so that can’t be it. You don’t know why you’re so nervous; this isn’t your first conversation with him. "Tomura Shigaraki, the King of Villains, has a nice ring to it. ” You try to lighten up the awkward tension.

“Yeah, I suppose it does.” He takes the hand off of his face—a small gesture that shows that you still hold a special place for him. He doesn’t bother taking off his hand mask for the others, especially now that he has an image to uphold. “You look nice.” He looks you up and down, and your face starts to heat up.

“So do you.” You look away from his gaze, suddenly aware of his eyes on your body.

“I want you to come with me.” He says this in a quiet voice, not taking his eyes off your face.

“Okay, where are we going?”

He says nothing; instead, he takes off down the corridor with his cape flowing behind him. You follow him without question. He leads you down more stairs, deeper and deeper into the basement. Once you arrive at a large iron door, he pushes it open, revealing the lair from before your fight with Gigantomachia. It was where you all first confronted the doctor. So that’s where it was. He walks you into a room that is just past all of the giant purple tanks filled with Nomu. It is a medical room with a terrifying chair in the middle that has wires and tubes sticking out of it from all directions. There is medical equipment all over the room, and there’s a screen that shows brain scans. To the left of the chair, there is a line of windows that allow someone on the outside to view in; however, there is no one in sight. You’re confused about why he brought you here. You turn around to face him, and he is already looking at you. His hands are behind his back, and he looks like he has something on his mind.

“Tomu-” You start to say something, but he quickly interrupts you.

“My quirk manifested during my battle with Re-Destro.” He walks closer to you, and your heart starts beating faster. You weren’t scared of him, but he did make you nervous because, for the first time in a while, you couldn’t read his moves. “It not only disintegrates something I touch but also whatever is connected to it.” He leans in even closer to you and grabs your left hand with his right one to bring it up to your face. He is holding it out in front of you with just his thumb, pointer, and middle finger. He slowly adds his ring finger, and you freeze.

“T-Tomura, what are you-” You prepare to activate your quirk.

Then he brings down his pinky finger so that all five of his fingers are holding your hand. He is palm to palm with you, and his fingers are wrapped around yours gently. His hand is a little clammy, and you can tell he’s just as nervous as you are. He gently rubs the top of your hand with his thumb as he brings his eyes to meet yours. When you look back up at him, you realize he was much closer than he was moments ago. His face was inches from yours.

“I can control decay now.” He smiles a little as he looks at your lips.

You smile back, and you’re not sure why there are tears forming in your eyes. You’re just so proud of him. You pull him into a hug, but the motion causes him to trip over a medical wire. He falls towards you, causing you to fall backward into the metal chair behind you. You clench your eyes shut, bracing for impact, but it doesn’t come. You are now lying in the chair with Tomura’s knee between your legs. His arms are stretched out at the sides of your head, and he is caging you in, his hair messily falling over his face and yours. It tickles a little, but you can’t help but feel heat rushing through you. He is panting, and your heart is racing. He is looking at you with those crimson eyes, lust covering his features. You notice his eyes flickering at your lips multiple times. You don’t care anymore; you take the opportunity that is laid out in front of you. You grab his tie and pull him roughly into you. His eyes widen as you kiss him like you’ve wanted to since you first laid eyes on him. He freezes for a moment, but then he melts into your kiss. He moves his right hand away from the side of your head and uses it to grab your face to hold you closer to him as he wraps his fingers around the back of your neck. He pulls his knee up a little until it is flush with your heat. This sends a wave of ecstasy through your body that makes you moan into his mouth. Your reaction makes him smirk as he takes your bottom lip into his, and he bites harder than you’re used to. He sucks your lip gently after, and you want more of him. You sit up a little to kiss him harder, but he pulls away from you and off the chair, leaving you whining for him. No, no, no! When you look at him, he is facing away from you and out the windows into the hallway. Unsure of what just happened, you wait for him to speak first.

“I can’t.” His voice isn’t as confident as before. It was staggering a bit, and he sounded in pain. “I can’t do this to you. I can’t hurt you again.”

“I don’t understand.” Your voice betrays you, and you once again feel so small. You have so much of yourself to give to him, but he refuses to take it. To take you. You have been chasing him for what feels like forever. Now that you’ve caught him, he doesn’t want you. This stings.

He won’t look at you.

“Tomura, can you look at me, please?” You’re practically begging him at this point. Tears threaten to spill again, and he must hear this in your voice. He does what you ask and turns around to look at you. He looks sad too; the smile he wore moments ago is now downturned.

“Pretty soon I’ll be put in one of those tanks over there.” He walks over to you again and squats in front of you so that he can meet your height on the chair. You furrow your brows at him in confusion.

“What?” None of this makes any sense.

“My body has to undergo several modifications that are going to take months to complete.” He is looking at you with sad eyes. “That’s why I brought you down here so that you could hear it from me and not from Dabi.”

“Dabi knew?” You’re not sure how to feel about this.

“Don’t be mad at him; I told him to keep quiet.” He tries to console you by rubbing little circles on your thigh.

“Well,” You look up at him with doe eyes and grab his hand from your thigh to hold it in your lap. “I-I can wait for you.” You add, sniffling a bit.

“Y/N…” He starts. “This war is going to start soon, and I can’t promise that I’ll even make it to the end.” The realization sinks in, everything you all have been working so hard for is starting to catch up. You feel like your knives are poking at your heart, and as your tears threaten to spill again, you feel like there are needles in your throat. How did we end up here? “Dabi will keep you and the rest of the league safe.” Ouch, another sting to the chest.

“Can we just have tonight and worry about the war tomorrow?” You say it as though it’s the easiest solution in the world. You both know it’s not. Once you open that door, there is no going back, and Tomura knows this. He didn’t even want to care about you as much as he does. Heck, he didn’t want to care about the league as much as he does. He doesn’t know what to do; you’re pulling at his heart strings. You notice that he’s lost in thought; you try to bring him back to reality, and the next thing that comes from your lips is a total accident. “Tenko?” He freezes. He forgot that he had told you his name. His real name.

“Come with me.” He grabs your hand, and he pulls you off the chair quickly. He pulls you up stairs and elevators. His pace is quick, and you’re dragging behind him on your heels. They make it hard to walk as fast.

After you two get in the elevator, you’re super curious about what's going on. He has a sweet smile on his face, and he’s still holding your hand even though you’re just standing in the elevator. Now that he can touch you, he’ll never let go. Once you reach the 4th level above ground, he pulls you out of the elevator, but you’re not quite going as fast as he’d like you to.

“Tomura, wait, my legs are shorter than yours, and I’m wearing heels!” You shout at him.

He lets go of your hand briefly, turns around, and lifts you up over his shoulders. Well, this position sure feels reminiscent of when you got kidnapped. “Need I remind you that I’m wearing a dress?” It wouldn’t matter anyway. There seems to be no one around, but still, you didn’t want to expose yourself to anyone in the army who happened to walk by. You’re giggling now, and you hear him laugh softly. He lays his modified left hand across your ass to cover your underwear, which may or may not be showing. The action causes you to blush. Once you reach your destination, he puts you back on your feet. There’s a door, similar to your bedroom door but much grander. There are gold accents all around the French doors that he is currently leading you into. Once in the room, your jaw drops. There is a massive bed with red velvet sheets and a huge, dark stone wall behind it. To the backside of the room there is a fireplace that is currently lit, and to the left of it there is a balcony that has not one, not two, but three different doors to walk out onto it. Circling around, there is a walk-in bathroom with a jacuzzi bathtub and a gold plated shower.

“What do you think?” Tomura takes in your reaction. He was equally blown away when he saw it.

“It’s fit for a king.” You say this, running your fingers through his cape, causing him to chuckle a bit. He still didn’t believe it himself.

“I was thinking you could stay in here while I’m,” his voice lowers, “you know... anyways, I wouldn’t want it to go to waste.” You turn to look at him, and your eyebrows raise in surprise. He was just going to let you stay in his room? “Just don’t…” He thinks about staying quiet but he says it anyways, “Sleep with Dabi in my bed.” His face shifts uncomfortably, and a weird jealousy takes over his features.

“Tomura!” Your jaw drops again, but this time in offense. You playfully hit him, and he swerves away laughing. “I don’t even know what’s going on with that anyway.”

He moves closer to you and looks into your eyes again. This time, the lust from earlier returns, but it’s much more sinister and filled with need. "Part of the reason I said that I can’t have you is because once I have you, I won’t want to share you.” His voice is deep and dipped in possessiveness. He closes the gap between you and grabs the back of your neck, where you left off earlier. His thumb runs along your bottom lip, making the butterflies return to your stomach. He uses his left hand to unhook his cape from his neck, and you hear it fall to the floor.

“If you want me to be yours,” your breaths become heavier, and your knees start to buckle. “Then make me yours.” You whisper seductively.

He takes that as his queue. He’s towering over you, and you can feel that you’re already so wet for him. How embarrassing, you think. The thumb that was rubbing your lip was quickly replaced with his mouth. He places gentle, open mouthed kisses on your lips. His mouth laps over yours as his tongue battles yours for dominance. You submit to him, making him softly growl into your mouth. He removes his mouth to kiss your jaw and then down your neck, forcing your head upwards, giving him more access to you. He starts kissing down your collarbone and down to your breast. Once he reaches your nipples, he realizes that he is leaning over quite a bit. He then gets on his knees in front of you to run his hands up your body. What a sight, the king kneeling for you. His right hand grips the back of your thigh as he kisses down your stomach through your dress. Your hands are in his hair now, pulling at his soft white locks. He whimpers into your stomach, and this makes your legs quiver. He pushes your dress up, revealing your pretty lace underwear.

“The Meta Liberation Army gave you this dress, right?”

“Yeah, why?” You respond breathlessly.

He grips the fabric and dusts it completely. Your breath hitches, and you’re now standing before him in nothing but your bra, underwear, and heels.

“What if I liked that dress?” You feign innocence, pouting down at him.

“Too bad, I like you without it on.” He nips at your hips, and you watch him loop his fingers around the band of your underwear, encouraging you to step out of them as he pulls them to your ankles. He takes a moment to also unclasp your heels and pull them off while he kisses your shins. He throws them across the room and brings his attention back to your now bare core. He places sweet kisses on your inner thighs as he slowly trails his right hand further up your leg. His fingers dance around on your skin, making you shiver. His fingers and his lips reach your core at the same time. His fingers spread you open softly. He looks up at you one more time for confirmation, and you give him a small nod, making him bury his face into your soaking cunt. You moan loudly at the sudden jolt of pleasure. It’s as if he is trying to memorize every move your body makes as he continues to drown out your moans. You can barely stand now as you ride his face. He is supporting your weight with his left hand while he circles your clit with his tongue. He adds his middle finger to the mix and parts your entrance as he slowly inserts his finger into you. You clench around him as he pumps his finger in and out. Your lewd sounds make him pull his face away to bite his lip. He’s looking up at you again, and you are feral for him. You want more; you need more. He goes to continue, but you tug at his hair to yank his head back. He whimpers slightly as his adam's apple bobs up and down. He is so hot, and you don’t really know how to express how much you want him. You drop to your knees to kiss him. He melts instantly under your touch. You’re nearly growling, and you want to rip his clothes off. As you sloppily kiss him, you tug at his tie, pulling it over his head. You struggle a bit with his buttonup shirt, and it makes you whine in frustration.

“Dust these.” You demand it in-between rough kisses. Your lips move down his jaw and down his throat.

Without so much as a thought, he does what you ask. If you weren’t holding his lips captive, he would’ve responded promptly with a "yes, ma’am.” He pulls his hand from your thigh and places it on his chest. What was once a suit is now dust. His clothes crumble beneath his touch.

There it was. His chest. His muscles. Your fingers run down his sternum, and you can feel his heartbeat racing. Your hand goes lower and lower until it reaches his already hard cock. You press your finger to his tip, and when you pull away, there is a string of glistening pre-cum attached. You smile into his kiss and rest your forehead against his for a brief moment. He is beyond desperate for you. His hips buckle in your hand as you gently wrap your hand around him. He’s big. He lets out a raspy moan, and when you look him in the eyes, you swear you could come just by how he's looking at you. He looks so needy, and his cheeks are burning red. You know exactly what you want. You blink at him slowly and kiss his lips gently once more.

“Can you lay back for me?” You ask him with big doe eyes. How could he deny you?

“U-uh, yeah, sure.” He stutters cutely before lying back with his hands behind his head.

You position yourself and take his cock in your hands once more. You look up at him, and he looks nervous as he bites back his moans. You wonder for a moment if this is his first time. You smirk and bring your mouth down. You lick the pre-cum off his tip and push your head down agonizingly slow. He groans loudly and hisses through his teeth as soon as you bottom out. He struggles to keep his composure and moves his hands out behind him to grab the bedside table, which almost knocks the lamp over. You start to bob your head up and down his length and moan sweetly while you suck him slowly. He doesn’t mean to, but he moves his hips up every time you come down so that he can bottom out again and again. This makes you choke a little, but you don’t care. You just want him to feel good. He brings his good hand to your face, pushes your hair out of your face, gathers it together, and holds it above you.

“G-god, you’re s-so pretty.” He struggles to get the words out, but he doesn’t fail to make you blush. His words of affirmation don’t stop there. “I-I’ve wanted you for so long.” You allow him to fuck your mouth senseless now. He deserves it. You have tears welling in your eyes, but you’re so into it you don’t care. Your hips are also moving, as you're practically dry humping the air. He notices this and brings your face down one more time before pulling you off of him. You’re almost sad to lose your attachment to him, but he leans over to caress your cheek, and you close your eyes and smile. He moves to stand up, and you follow suit. He pulls you to stand with him, and he leans over a bit to pick you up and throw you onto the bed. Once you’re sprawled out on the silky sheets, he takes his large palm down and places it on your abdomen. He rubs your stomach all the way up to your breasts, and he gently massages the right one as he brings his face down to meet yours. He kisses you hard and then pulls away. “Come here, angel.” He demands it, and you completely oblige. You’re not sure when the roles switched, but you didn’t care. You just wanted him to do whatever he wanted. He was your king, after all. He man-handles you and flips you around. Your ass is now in the air, and he is positioning himself with your entrance, using your slick folds to lubricate his length. He palms your ass before he pumps into you roughly. You yelp, and he does it again. He is being rough but still allowing you a moment as he settles into you. He rocks his hips deeper and deeper until he almost bottoms out inside you. You struggle to take him all in. You’re nearly drooling now as he places his hand on your head, making you sink lower and lower into the bed. Your hair is messily sprawled out over the sheets, and he keeps his hand on your head as he fucks into you harder and harder. “Good girl.” He leans down to your ear and moves your hair out of your face. Your moans are muffled by the sheets, but you don’t hold back. You honestly didn’t care who could hear.

“Tomu-” You try to whine, but it is lost in the sheets.

“What is it, baby?” He brings his face down to yours again, kissing your nose softly.

“Y-you’re too big.” You whimper as he bottoms out again and again. It feels like he’s in your stomach, but it hurts so good.

“You’re being such a good girl for me; do you want me to stop?”

“N-no!” You cry out in pleasure.

“That’s my girl.” You can hear the sinister smile in his voice.

He lifts your hips a little more as he tries to get as deep as possible. He folds himself to snake his hand underneath you to grab your chest. Once he hugs you from behind, he starts fucking you relentlessly. He lays his forehead in between your shoulder blades and leaves a trail of kisses each time you cry out his name. He doesn’t want to come yet, so he leans up and twists you around. He leans himself onto the headboard as he pulls you up and onto him. He treats you as his own personal toy as he lines your hips up with his. Although he was at the bottom, he was in charge. He fills you up again, and you throw your head back, riding him as slowly as you possibly could.

“Oh my god,” your voice is shaking. He feels so good inside you. He keeps his eyes on you as you bounce on his cock. His hands move from your hips to your breasts. He squeezes them, pushes them together, and squeezes them again. He swears he could come just by watching you lose yourself in pleasure. You grab his right hand and bring it up to your throat.

“Dust me.” You demand as you rock back and forth.

“Are you sure?” He is a little hesitant and doesn’t know if you fully know what you’re asking for.

“Yes.” You open your eyes, and they’re glowing.

He uses his quirk, and you moan loudly. His finger tips try to disintegrate you as your quirk protects you and heals your skin just as quickly as it breaks down. It was like a game of chicken. The danger sends you over the edge.

“Tomu, I’m going to come.” You cry out. His hand is still around your throat. His jaw goes slack as he watches you fall apart and ride out your orgasm. He whimpers as he tries not to come inside you.

You’re sensitive—too sensitive. Your body jolts a bit as you stop using your quirk. You fall into his chest, and he kisses your forehead. There is a moment of silence before you start rocking your hips back and forth again.

“Tomura, please, I want you to come.” You beg, and he brings you closer to him. He sits up a little, wrapping his arms around you as he fucks up into you once more. He grabs the back of your waist and kisses your chest. You throw your head back, on the edge of coming again.

“Where do you want me to-”

You cut him off with a kiss to his lips. “Come inside me.”

He perks up at your words but has no objections. He pulls you even closer as his moves start to slow. After a few more pumps, “I-I’m going to come.” He whines into your mouth.

“Fill me up, please. I want you so bad.” You bring your mouth to his neck and leave open-mouth kisses on his neck while he shoots his hot ropes inside you. The sensation makes you clench around him, milking him for all he’s got while you ride out your orgasm for a second time.

He stays inside you for minutes after you both come. You’re both breathing heavily, and he’s resting his forehead on yours. You don’t dare move, not wanting to leave this moment. He pulls away first, like he always does. He kisses the tip of your nose and moves the hair out of your face.

“My whole life I had an itch that I couldn’t scratch, no matter what I did it would always come back…” He starts, and you lift your head to look up at him. His eyes are filled with sadness, but you’re not sure why. “The itching stopped the moment you came around.” Your heart suddenly feels heavy. You’re not sure how to respond, so you just stare at him, admiring him. Before you could say anything, he kissed you.

You fell asleep in his arms as he rubbed your temples, just like the night in the cave. He didn’t sleep, though; instead, he watched you sleep. He wondered how someone so beautiful could be with him, right here in this moment. Maybe in a different life, you two would happily share your lives together. Maybe in a different life, Tomura wouldn’t be the king of villains. Instead, maybe he had a normal childhood that would still lead him to you, but in a much gentler way. Maybe he would bring you flowers and ask you to be his girlfriend. Maybe you would say yes, and you would lay under the stars together. He smiled at the thought of something that could only happen in another life.

The next morning, you woke up to an empty bed. If you weren’t wrapped in his cape, you would’ve thought you dreamed up your whole night with him. As you sit up and look around, the light from the sunrise floods through the curtains of the balcony, and you have an overwhelming feeling of heartache coursing through you. “Can we just have tonight and worry about the war tomorrow?” Your own words ring through your head, and you’re quickly brought to tears. It’s tomorrow. He’s gone. He didn’t even say goodbye. What now? What do you do now? You suddenly feel so alone. After crying for a few minutes, you hear a soft knock at the door with the sound of Toga’s voice asking if you were in there and that she has clothes for you.

“Coming.” You walk over to the door and open it.

She gives you a soft smile before walking through the doorway. She hands you the clothes, and you shuffle to put them on.

“The doctor sent me to get you. He said he wants to talk to you about an idea he has for your quirk.”

You furrow your eyebrows in curiosity. The sudden thought of Tomura down there in a tank with all the Nomu invades your brain.

“You don’t have to go yet if you’re not ready.” She notices the strange look on your face and tries to console you.

"No, it’s okay; I’ll go.” You send her a sweet smile, and you both start walking towards the door. You look back at the room and see Tomura’s cape laid across the bed. Your eyes shift down before you inhale and step out of the room.