#baby you seen this movie too often you know too much ALSJDKDFJ

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cw: vamp Dabi, blood mention, witch reader, cheating but not really???

vampire Dabi but in a dark shadows au???? HELLO!!!!!

you’ve been a witch for who knows how long now, but you’re one of the good ones, you convince yourself. you only do shit to people when they fuck you over and unfortunately for Dabi—he’s one of those people.

maybe you weren’t actually dating the heir of the famous family business (the one that the whole town was named after) since you were only their maid—but still. he wrapped you in his sheets and bruised your throat with such tender kisses that you couldn’t bare to believe otherwise.

but then—but then you catch him one night, bruising someone else’s throat. the one his father promised to marry him off to, who you expected him to reject, but he instead embraced within the sheets you had cleaned for him.

and shit happens, you tell yourself, as you lead the town to his front door after you just so happen to turn him into a vampire to eternally deal with the suffering of his now dead parents and fiancé that you had absolutely no involvement in.

well, maybe a little involvement. a smidgen. (a smidgen including a curse to trap her soul in a forever loop of untimely deaths and crushing his parents under pillars.)

but it’s been years now. you’re over Dabi.

until he stands in your office, an office you built from the ground up after creating another spell to help you earn a few pennies from the Todoroki inheritance. he’s so pale and gangly and he frowns so deep at you for turning him into this bloodthirsty monster.

but you haven’t seen him in so long and old feelings arise and you already got your revenge. so why not let sleeping dogs lie in the coffin you helped the townspeople bury them in?

your office is a mess in a matter of minutes. a fight turns into a tackle, turns into huffed breaths neither of you need, turns into bumping noses, closed gaps between lips, a swap of bloody kisses. Dabi still kisses you the same way he did four hundred years ago, if not better.

his sharp nails dig into your spine and drag down until they hook into your bottoms, and he tears those away with ease. shreds them to pieces, and you do him the same until you’re both scratched and bloody and panting into each others mouth as he buries his cock as deep as he always used to.

it’s familiar, albeit messier than before with the constant biting of your skin and his. he curses you, calls you a piece of shit witch, and you can only smile at him. force his face into your neck not to silence him, but to feel his fangs sink into your skin, feel his cock swell when you grow your own fangs to bite back. he’s always liked how much you bite back.

(he tells you he regrets it terribly so when he finishes, but you don’t believe him. Dabi has always loved you. he just let a few distractions get in his way, but he loves you. he always has and forever will. you’ll make sure of it.)