#dabi

[beachbeibi]

Lost & Found part 6

Quirkless AU with Todoroki siblings, big bro Touya, and Dabihawks BUT IT’S COMPLICATED

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Part 5 I Part 4 I Part 3 I Part 2 I Part 1

[oxygen537art]

[romantichomicide95]

~dabi is so fine

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[autumnmobile12]

I really hope Spinner walked in on this and was all,  “Hey, just wanted to let you know we’ve got food and…you’ve got your own thing going on here.”

“It’s not what it looks like.”

“Dude, you've been weird since Jaku City. At this point, I have no idea what this looks like.”

[jjaguaf]

on his way to his blonde boyfriend (his car broke down)

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Toga looking up to everyone else in the League and them explaining stuff to her, protecting her, caring about her wellbeing, pointing out that she looked cute or worked hard, etc.

Tomura would take the time to explain to her anything she asked. He'd state his intentions, he'd give her a mini history class, he'd reassure her and wouldn't shy away from the fear of being soft. He told her he wouldn't destroy the things she loved, told her that her name was enough and that she didn't need a villain name.

Twice would fight for her, dance with her, he'd die for her and kill for her. I need to say more?

Mr. Compress would always worry. He'd tell the other to worry too. Just like the rest, he'd indulge her with silly antics, he'd keep a close eye on her just in case, just generally pay attention to her whereabouts.

Dabi found her house direction and waited there for her, he paid close attention and knew where she was going. He set that house on fire when he noticed that it made her sad. They'd banter like siblings, she'd call his name for protection, he'd let her go where she pleased and he'd let her do what she needed to do, no questions asked. He told her to smile, to cheer up, to live another day.

Spinner told her to come back to them safe and sound, no matter if they were villains. He thought highly of her, to the point of being jealous of her freedom and determination. He'd act the same brand of silly as Twice and Compress, just for her. They'd gossip together even.

I'm glad that Ochako understands that there must be more to the LOV than what she knows. That's why she says that she cannot replace the League, but she wishes to give some other type of bond to Toga. For Toga to have a breakdown over the fact that she loved them so much... She carried their hatred with them, she wanted to make their evil wishes come true. Toga loves them so much.

And that's because she knows they love her too.

[kelin-is-writing]

I AM ACTUALLY FROTHING TO THE MOUTH—

[haybuhay]

siblingisms

[poppy5991]

Dabi: Are you cool with me commenting ‘smash’ on your thirst trap pics?

Compress: Yeah, I do enjoy being hyped up.

Dabi: Cool

Compress: Did you just comment ‘ hard pass’?

Toga: He’s a hater! I told you not to give him your handle! He called my outfit mid!

[oxygen537art]

[waterdropswords]

I usually can't draw dabi for the life of me so I'm really proud of this one :)

[romantichomicide95]

DABI ~ confessions

summary: you ask dabi why he never says those three words back.

cw: toxic relationship vibes, but still kinda cute. dabi opening up in his dabi way.

a/n: bee aren’t you on a writing hiatus? -no comment, also first time i’ve ever written for him and i know his stuff is prob a dead side of tumblr but when in rome.

tagging: @i-literally-cant-with-this (i almost forgot)

“how come you never say it back?” you ask dabi, adjusting your position against him on the couch. this particular question had been on your mind for awhile. whether or not he loved you back. it was something that twisted in your gut like a knife each night that passed. his stark blue gaze flicked away from the television, finding your eyes momentarily before flicking back to the TV.

dabi’s lips twisted slightly, forming a semblance of a frown, one that made his eyes seem even colder and more distant than usual. the faint glow from the television cast unsettling shadows across his scarred face, emphasizing the harsh lines of his expression. “say what back?” he retorted.

you felt your heart beat painfully against your chest. “that you love me,” you whispered.

a low grunt escaped him as he pushes himself up to a sitting position, forcing you off his lap and creating a small distance between you. dabi’s voice drops low, his steely gaze finally settling back on you, sharp and piercing. “love doesn’t really suit me now does it?”

your heart sank at his words, but you couldn’t let it go. “okay…so you don’t love me?” your voice was rising, a mix of frustration and sadness weaving through your words.

dabi looks away again, his jaw clenched tightly. for a moment, there's a flash of vulnerability in his eyes before it disappears behind his mask of indifference. “it’s complicated," he finally says, his voice gruff.

you felt the sting of tears, trying to will them away but failing. “what does than even mean…i’m your girlfriend.”

his silence hung heavily between you, the air charged with the unspoken. he sighed, a sound heavy and filled with something that could almost be mistaken for regret. "can you just drop this and watch tv? i’m fucking tired.”

you wipe away a tear. "no dabi…you know i put up with a lot from you? for one you’re an asshole and like you’re not always nice to me. plus you use my body however you please. but despite that i love you…so i just deal with it.” you begin, the tears now rolling down your cheeks unchecked. “i just want to make you happy. and now you’re telling me you don’t love me? what’s the point?”

"fuck, " dabi cut in, his tone sharper than he intended. he saw the hurt flash across your face and it stirred something inside him. you were right, you do put up with a lot from him. always finding ways to justify his behavior, excuse his cruelty. “don’t cry i hate that shit. i’m not good with feelings and all that.” he runs a hand through his messy hair. the tv light flashes bright, casting a glow across his face illuminating his scars. “it’s not like i don’t care about you.”

“but you don’t love me? i guess i just don’t see why you’re still with me if you don’t.”

there’s a long silence as he struggles internally with the weight of the conversation. “well i am with you aren’t i? who else would put up with me?”

“oh so it’s out of convenience than? that’s real nice dabi jeeze.”

he glares at you for a second, almost like he’s insulted by the insinuation. “no. it’s not out of convenience okay! jesus christ, you’re impossible. can you just drop this please?”

“if that’s the case than why can’t you say it back?” your voice comes out exasperated, shaking and choked. laced with tears and sorrow.

frustrated beyond measure dabi’s blue eyes reflect a mix of anger and turmoil. like there’s two sides desperately clawing away at each other inside him. finally he explodes. "fuck…if you're really that desperate for meaningless words then fine…fine, I LOVE YOU, YOU STUPID IDIOT!" he screamed, his voice cracking under the intensity of his own emotions. the room fell silent, save for the faint hum of the tv in the background. he was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling fast as he continues yelling. “i love you so much it’s fucking infuriating. why do you think i get so mad all the god damn time when guys look at you? why do you think i push back all the time? cause i’m fucking scared. i’m scared you’ll realize what a piece of shit I am and leave me. i fucking love you y/n. of course i do. fuck…are you seriously that dense that you don’t see that?”

the second those words left his mouth, there was a palpable shift in the air. the room suddenly seemed colder, and you could barely believe what you had just heard. you stare back at him in disbelief, unable to form words.

watching you struggle for a response he snorts, shaking his head. a low gritty laugh, utterly emotionless, escapes him. “of course you don’t see it you fucking moron, too busy whining and being a pain in the ass all the time.”

a feeling of relief bubbles inside you, mixed with annoyance at his utter lack of tact and disbelief at his confession. the swirling of emotions comes out of you in a laugh, one that lasts a fraction of a second too long. “how can you be such an asshole while saying something like you just said?” you continue to laugh, wiping the tears from your cheeks.

he rolls his eyes. “just because i said love you doesn’t mean ill suddenly change you moron.” he says, though the hardness in his tone has softened. he shifts uncomfortably, almost as if unsure how to handle the vulnerability he just displayed.

you smile, leaning in to kiss his cheek before settling back on his lap. he scoffs slightly but his arm wraps around you as you both settle back into your prior position. despite himself, dabi finds some comfort in having you close. there’s some peace that bubbles deep within him whenever he’s got your body pressed against his.

you look up at him, tracing the scar along his cheek. “well, i love you a lot…and i wouldn’t leave you by the way, so there’s no reason to be scared.”

“whatever,” he mutters dismissively. “just shut up and watch tv.” he shifts on the couch grabbing the remote and turning the volume up, but not before he leans down to place a small chaste kiss against your forehead.

[pink-satin]

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dabi x reader drabble

MNI

tw: blood, use of “daddy”

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dabi’s been gone for a while and you’re soo bored. you stop doom scrolling and open your texts to him.

“miss you so much :c send me a selfie.”

it takes a second for him to respond, but when he does you immediately open it.

“not now doll, i’m busy. you’ll see me soon.”

you pout and kick your feet typing back rapidly.

“pretty pretty pleaseeeee daddy need to see you or i’ll die!!”

dabi smirks at his phone. “little brat.” he mutters under his breath.

moments go by and you’re tidying up the apartment to waste time when your phone dings. you jump onto the bed quickly to check your messages.

there you see it. him. covered in blood, smiling, holding up the dude he just beat up, nearly killed, forcing him to take the picture.

“you better fucking smile. this is for my girl and she always gets what she wants. hear that? don’t want to hurt you anymore than i have so say cheese, dickwad.”

you giggle and press your thighs together feeling the rush of being with someone so deliciously violent and yet so gentle with you.

you send a selfie back wearing one of his ripped up t-shirts and nothing but dainty little panties showing off the wet patch that’s started to form- you immediately get a response from him.

“you’re going to be the death of me. on my way, doll.”

“don’t clean up.” you respond giddily.

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[spare-tomu-pics]

[idkwidatp]

THE LOV IS A FAMILY THE LOV NOT THE META LIBERATION PARANORMAL WHATEVER BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH THE LOV THE LEAGUE OF VILLIANS ARE A FAMILY AND I LOVE THEM

[is-dabi-alive-yet]

Is Dabi alive yet?

04/17/2024

Undetermined