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dabisbratz · 1 year
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ᥫ᭡ — PUSH IT FOR THE PLEASURE
dabi | touya todoroki x male reader (drabble)
w.c: 0.4k
WARNING: impact play, face-slapping, boot-humping, degradation, dirty talk, slight choking, daddy kink (title used 1 time), slight objectification
a/n: not my most confident work.. but it’s kinda hard to put all my scrambled thoughts abt this into words):<
Dabi loves boys like you, mindbroken and dumb enough to grind against his boot with shameless, pathetic excuses you call hip rolls. He loves the area of skin where thigh meets hip, the swell of your thighs pooling there with every to and fro movement, smearing your juices across the leather of his stolen platforms. He likes the obvious dynamic between the two of you, your pretty body naked and vulnerable as he remains clothed, holding onto your neck with warm palms and fingers.
Dabi loves watching your lips part, shiny and swollen from sucking his dick, like they’re meant to, small huffs of air floating around until it’s indistinguishable, mixed with the wet squelch from between your thighs. Always so smart, quick to correct him when you can, even if you both know you’re wrong. His lips split into a sick grin, staples pulling at his milky skin until it hurts, all sharp teeth and predatory gazes. You’ve always looked better like this, teary eyed and bruised.
“Do something for me, sugar. Show Daddy his favorite hole. Hold it open for me.”
Dabi loves making you hook your fingers into your mouth, fingertips pressed into the silky, smooth surface of the insides of your cheeks. He makes you pull your mouth open, tongue ejected and glistening with your drool as he stares down your throat, cooing when you blink up at him for approval.
“Maybe I should just finger your mouth. Just as wet and messy as your hole, isn’t it? Think it’ll squeeze around me too?”
Dabi loves ignoring you, opting for a harsh tap against your warm cheek. He holds you still, save for your hips, keeps your head steady so you don’t get whiplash. He starts off gentle, a large thumb caressing your cheekbone until it’s pulled away, just to return with a loud smack! and a resounding burn. You look pretty like this, his pretty boy, bracing for impact just a few seconds too late. He chuckles at your gasps, voice raspy and hushed as he rubs the attacked area.
“Aw, does it hurt? Yeah? Then why're you grinding harder?”
Dabi loves pushing you around, grabbing you by the hair to reposition your face against his bulge, pressing your face impossibly close to the protrusion, suffocating you until all you can breathe in is him. His staples catch strays of your hair, but you don’t mind, his hand reaching up to pat your head in approval. The feeling of your face, damp with tears, pressed against his clothed dick as you whine has him reeling, puffs of smoke slipping through his teeth as he sharply exhales.
“Can take—”
“Hush, boy. I know what you can take.”
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SOMETHING TO LIVE FOR
Just an idea I wanted to get out of my head. A quick Dabi x F!Reader where he gets the (mostly) happy ending that he deserves, god damn it. I may expand on this at some point, we’ll see. Contains vague spoilers for chapter 390.
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You’re watching the coverage and you see the moment when Touya’s badly charred body hits the ground. You were supposed to stay away, to remain in the flanks supporting the fight, but you book it to his location; Endeavor and all the others be damned.
The Todoroki family looks on in stunned silence as you drop to your knees beside him, crying his name and begging him not to die. He can’t see you, but he can hear you, and he croaks a single, pained word, “…Doll…”
Your heart shatters.
He was your world and you were watching it slowly slipping away.
You plead for him to hang on while searching for a place to lay your hands. Even in his fractured state of mind, he knows what you’re doing and he’s afraid that you might take a lethal toll on your body by using your quirk to heal him. It probably wouldn’t even be enough to save him, you were bitterly aware of that, but it wasn’t going to stop you.
“Don’t.”
“I have to try, Touya! I love you! I love you so much! Please don’t leave me!”
He knew this. You’d told him countless times before, but even so, he’s grateful that these are the last words he ever hears. Knowing that he was truly loved tempered the pain of failing to accomplish his goal. He just wished that he could stay to love you longer, to give you the normal life that you deserved.
You pour every ounce of yourself into keeping him alive and the chaos around you eventually fades to black.
. . .
It feels like everything is over in an instant.
His eyes flutter open and he briefly experiences the same sights and sounds from the battlefield before realizing that he was somewhere else; in a brightly lit, sterile room. He didn’t recognize this place, but you were sitting beside his hospital bed, fast asleep while upright in a folding chair.
He’s so relieved to see you that bloody tears well in his eyes before spilling over onto his cheeks. You looked different, healthy, and no longer war-torn. How much time had passed?
He’s not entirely sure what he’s expecting to see when he looks down at his hands, but the fact that he has both is startling enough. It takes some effort for him to move his tired body. He touches his face and finds smooth skin where scars and staples had once been. Was he dreaming? Was he dead?
He quickly decides that he didn’t mind either option, so long as he got to stay with you. He watches you sleep for what feels like an eternity before finally reaching over to take your hand.
You were solid. Real. Warm. Familiar.
“Doll?”
You wake to the sound of his hoarse voice and, for a second, you’re half convinced you must be hallucinating.
“Touya?” Your heart leaps inside your chest. You’d been praying for this moment for so long, having fantasized about it so many times that it almost didn’t seem real.
You throw yourself at him, pulling him into a fierce hug, which he reciprocates as best he can.
“Don’t cry, Doll,” he says softly while rubbing your back.
“You’re one to talk,” you sniffle, having noticed the crimson tears on his face. “Fuck, I love you so much, I’m so glad you’re awake.” You start sobbing in spite of yourself, “I missed you.”
He clears his throat, getting choked up as he squeezes you tighter, “I love you, too. More than anything.”
You enjoy each other’s company for a while, holding each other in comfortable silence, just as you always had. This man was your best friend, your lover, your fucking soul mate. You could have sat with him in silence until the end of time and it would have been more than enough just knowing that he was still breathing.
“How long was I out?” He asks quietly, expecting you to say a few weeks, or maybe a couple months.
You pull back to look at him wearing a sad smile, “Three years.”
“What!?” He blinks at you in shock.
You nod while squeezing his hand, “Just like Sekoto Peak.”
He probably shouldn’t have been surprised, it made sense considering his previous experience, though he was in much better shape this time around. His body looked damn near brand new, but he did still have some scarring on his torso, which would forever serve as a reminder of the pain and suffering he’d endured.
Over the course of the next few days, you explain how you’d found the best healers who’d survived the war to work on him. You also gently break the news about the villains losing and Endeavor still being alive, though he’d long since retired after issuing an apology to him and their family. You assure him that his efforts hadn’t been completely in vain, as society had made some changes for the better over the last three years, and the PLF was still working underground.
He takes his time processing all of this information, not quite sure how to feel. You help him through it, rarely leaving his side.
. . .
One week later, you walk into his room and sit on the bed to take his hand. He’d been doing well. You could see him slowly starting to envision a future for himself for the first time in years and you believed it was time to press forward.
“Touya, there’s someone very special who I want you to meet.”
He looks at you curiously, and with a bit of apprehension.
You smile fondly, “I think you’ll like him. He’s a lot like you.”
He narrows his eyes, but agrees to this meeting.
You step out and return a few minutes later carrying a small boy on your hip.
Touya knows as soon as he sees him.
His heart stops, his blood runs cold, and his stomach lurches. He tells himself that it couldn’t be possible, but there was no denying what was right in front of him, and the timeline added up.
“Mama!” The toddler says sweetly, beaming while tugging on the front of your shirt. He had a mop of white hair and big, beautiful blue eyes, just like his father.
He was the most precious and yet utterly terrifying little thing that Touya had ever encountered in his life. He stares at him in awe while fighting back tears.
You move to sit in the chair beside the bed and the boy suddenly takes notice of Touya. It’s rather endearing how the two gawk at each other.
“Touya, this is Seiko,” you say softly while ruffling his messy hair.
The look of pure love and devotion on your face as you gaze at your son—his son—makes his heart swell. His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he struggles to keep his emotions in check.
“The Sweepy Man,” Seiko says while pointing at Touya. “Mama, he ‘wake.”
“Yes, baby. He was asleep for a long time, but he’s finally awake. Do you wanna say hi?”
Suddenly shy, Seiko hides his face against your neck before mustering the courage to peek at the so-called Sleepy Man, whom he’d been visiting every day since birth. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Touya’s voice cracks as a single crimson tear escapes from the corner of his eye, yet he finds himself smiling. “Hi, Seiko. I’m…I’m your dad.”
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bea-does-stuff · 1 year
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“𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞?” (𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)
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𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘺 (𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥) 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 ;-;
𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 748
𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘋𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘳𝘳𝘳-
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You don’t want to say that dating Dabi is hard, but, it’s definitely complicated at times, he’s often cold to you for no real reason, sure, maybe once in a while he’ll be soft and let you sleep in the same bed with him, but for the most part, he doesn’t allow you to touch him.
 He always pulls away from you when you do so much as hold his hand, and honestly, sometimes it kinda hurts you, it makes you feel like you annoy or make him uncomfortable, when in reality, that’s FAR from the case
When you’re with him he feels human, not like a vengeful spirit only existing for the purpose of getting revenge, you’re the only person he loves, and the only person who loves him, even if he doesn’t show it.
It was around 3 AM, and you were already sleeping, Dabi was sleeping on the sofa, why? You don’t know, on multiple occasions you offered for him to sleep next to you, but he almost always refused. Suddenly, you woke up with a very dry mouth, you sighed as you got out of bed to get a glass of water.
You walked through the hallway half asleep to head to the kitchen, when you suddenly heard a noise coming from the living room, it kinda sounded like muffled whispers “dabi?” you yawned tiredly, no response. You decided to go see for yourself, as you entered the living room you saw Dabi on the sofa with a blanket over his head, one of his hands was covering his mouth to stop what seemed like sobs, the most disturbing part was the blood dripping out of his scarlines, he looked scared, it was shocking, you barely ever saw him smile let alone look scared.
You quickly rushed over to hug him “dabi he-” you were cut off by him pushing you away, almost making you fall “I T-TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH ME” he snapped at you, the purple-pink scars around his mouth slightly tearing, he took a deep breath and looked back at you, only to be shocked at the sight of tears at the rims of your eyes “i.. I’m sorry dabi” those words broke him, “look what you did” he thought to himself, “why on earth would they ever stay with you when you're so cruel to them?”
He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t know to say, his mind was racing by the minute “you.” he looked away “you shouldn’t apologise for that.” he moved over to the right side of the couch so you could sit with him, blood still pouring out of his eyes 
Dabi could tell you wanted to know why he was so stressed, but the truth is he could never tell you, the real reason he was having a panic attack was that he knows he’s cold towards you, he was never taught how to love and he’s scared of getting hurt. But keep in mind, he has terrible abandonment issues, he can’t afford losing the only person he cares about, that's why he was so scared, he thought you would get tired of him being a dick and leave him behind, he.. He didn’t want to lose that love, even if he didn’t deserve it.
without a second thought, Dabi pulled you into his lap, burying his head in your neck, you were shocked, dabi was… Hugging you? You could repeatedly hear him whisper sorry. “It’s alright Dabi '' you reassured him, cupping his cheek in your hand and cleaning the blood off his face “n-no it’s not… I don’t deserve you, you're too sweet, too caring” he sobbed uncontrollably “but i love you Dabi, of course i care” you softly said with those sparkling eyes “exactly… i don’t get, look at me, how can you love this? i’m-” he was interrupted by your lips crashing into his, it was gentle and warm, he didn’t know but it helped him calm down.
your lips pull apart as he stared at you in disbelief and confusing “what was that for?” he said slightly embarrassed “cause i want you to know that you’re beautiful” you smiled warmly, he was still crying, but not from sadness, it was from joy “t-thank you love… i’ll be a better boyfriend i promise” he smiled, it was unusual seeing him smile, but it made you feel warm inside 
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And you two cuddled the night away~
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imagineanime2022 · 6 months
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MHA Characters W/ Teen Reader (Platonic)
Dabi X Reader, Keigo Takami X Reader, Tomura Shigaraki X Reader, Kai Chisaki X Reader
Requested: Anon
Request: Heyy, so I was wondering if you could do a teen! Reader with Dabi, Keigo Tomura, and Overhaul platonic, who kind of got taken in by them after being kicked out of the house and now see them as father figures? Tyy
Warning: Neglect, Homelessness, Abuse (emotional mostly), Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome???
*Part 2*
Dabi
🔥 The first time that Dabi saw you, you were left at the park because your parents had forgotten you, he remembered watching as you looked around helplessly, you were 5 at the time, eventually they realised and came back for you. 🔥 The second time he saw you, you were sitting on your own while your parents fawned over your younger sibling, cooing and asking them to show off their quirk, that was the first time that Dabi spoke to you. 🔥 The third time he saw you, you were actually looking for him, your parents again had left you to your own devices, they didn’t notice when you wandered over to the skate park attached and found him loitering in the corner, where you spent the whole time. 🔥 The time that you finally decided to go with Dabi, he had offered a few times, telling you that your parents were never going to appreciate you the way that you wanted and you were better off forgetting them, but you finally took him up on the offer when they told you that you were never going to be anything them considering your weak quirk. 🔥 Dabi doesn’t actually know what it was that possessed him to take in a child, maybe it was what your parents said, maybe it was the quirk you had or maybe it was just that you reminded him of himself and decided to give you a chance. 🔥 Your quirk allowed you to put things in a pocket dimension that only you could access, you unfortunately could only extend that to inanimate objects which was why your parents thought that it was useless, however people became inanimate after they had stopped breathing. 🔥 Dabi at first thought that he’d be over it in a couple of months but the more that he taught and the more time that you spent together, he found it harder and harder to walk away from you. 🔥 You hide a number of weapons in your dimension, as well as anything that you stole, cherished or straight up just didn’t want to carry. 🔥 Dabi never said anything but he definitely kept an eye on you when you interacted with anyone that he didn’t trust. 🔥 “Kid, be more careful, I know that you can take care of yourself but no one around here is worth the trouble that would cause.”
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Keigo Takami
🪶 Keigo found you on a rescue mission, they had actually come looking for all of your family but you were the only one that arrived in time to save. 🪶 He assumed that they wanted to sell you given the fact that your quirk mirrored the abilities of a Gorgon, one look and you could turn someone to stone, when he got there he attempted to take the blindfold and you fought him before telling him that he couldn’t he’d be a statue. 🪶 After taking you back, the doctors and nurses quickly found that you wouldn’t talk to anyone and as a last ditch effort they brought Hawks back in. 🪶 Turns out that given the fact that he was the one that saved you, he was the only one that you trusted enough to talk to. The commission decided that you would live with him until they felt that you were ready to re-enter society (become the same type of hero he was). 🪶 On your first birthday with him, he got someone to make you a pair of glasses that allowed you to see the world without turning people to stone, he had honestly never been so happy. 🪶 He remembered at the end of the day he asked what your favourite colour was and you told him it was the red of his wings. 🪶 He took you shopping for the first time and if you get easily overwhelmed then you might fight that his earphones end up over your ears to help you filter out unnecessary noise while you chose some new clothes. 🪶 Given the fact that some hawks eat snakes, his more animal instincts weren’t all for the idea of you having a pet snake but given the fact that your quirk gave you an affinity for them he found a way to get over it. 🪶 He remembers the day that you became more like father and child, he came home completely exhausted but tried to keep smiling and you reminded him of something that he said to you. 🪶 “Sometimes it’s braver to not be okay, kid, I save you every time.”
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Tomura Shigaraki
🤚 Neither of you really know how it happened given the fact that Shigaraki usually kills everything without a second thought, he recognises that he probably should when you wander into the bar. 🤚 The first thing he asked was where your parents were and your answer ade his blood boil. They had thrown you out because your quirk manifested and they really weren’t a fan. 🤚 That was when he asked what your quirk was and you asked him for something that he didn’t care about being broken, you then showed him your quirk molecular combustion, much like him you had a deadly touch. 🤚 At first it was agreed that you would be a good asset and that was the end of it, however as you grew up with him he became more attached. 🤚 You make him realise how messy he is, when he walks around complaining about something only for you and Kurogiri to tell him that he was the one that was responsible. 🤚 Teaches you how to fight and defend yourself as well as controlling your quirk and by the time that you were 15 you were his most trusted ally, if only because he had basically raised you himself. 🤚 You are literally the only person that is allowed to touch him and considering both your quirks it confuses everyone that knows you. 🤚 If you want to go back and make your parents pay for the way that they treated you, he won’t stop you in most cases he’d probably encourage the behaviour. 🤚 You guys are very rarely apart, he didn’t actually like having you out of his sight, you’ve been around for 10 years and even suggesting that you could go undercover triggers him, because you aren’t disposable. 🤚 “You're worth more than the moves you make, you're an SSR character.”
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Kai Chisaki
💉 Kai had no intention of having a child anywhere near him, but you were worth it considering his particular ailment. 💉 When he first met you, you were only young, your quirk having just manifested, he saw you on the street as you walked over to a man, seemingly homeless and very ill, you looked over him for a second before closing your fist and opening it again to pass over a pill, the man was better in seconds. 💉 When Kai came over he crouched in front of you, you twisted your head looking at him for a second before putting your hand out another pill in your hand. 💉 Despite the fact that you were 5 you seemed unable to talk but you understood him he asked about your parents and you shook your head. 💉 Kai figured that you were intriguing enough that he would deal with the consequences if this turned out to be more of a kidnapping. 💉 Kai liked having you around. You told him if he should avoid something and even knew that he didn’t like being touched. He found that your quirk allowed you to see and then decelerate or accelerate an illness. 💉 If he wanted something from someone he could change their body to create an illness that you could manipulate the illness 90% of the time guaranteeing your success. 💉 He’d never outwardly tell you that he liked having you around or that he thought of you as one of his own, instead he would protect you, defend you and make sure that you are provided for. 💉 Definitely taught you basic academics and when you showed an interest in medicine (surprise surprise) he was more than happy to teach you. 💉 “Well done, you're not completely useless.”
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Dabi x reader with chronic pain
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Tags/Warnings: chronic pain, slight angst with comfort, fluff, soft Dabi, established relationship
Author's note: Having a bad pain day and I was thinking about what Dabi would do seeing the one he loves in pain.
Word count: ~650
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It’s kind of embarrassing, truthfully, how something so small can piss you off today. It’s not even a big deal, more like an insignificant annoyance in the grand scheme of things. Still, you find yourself groaning in agitation. All the minor inconveniences you experience every day just seem so overwhelming right now, with the constant background pain that seems to be ramping up as time passes on. 
“What’s got you in such a sour mood, Princess?” Dabi teases with his usual cocky smirk. You turn around to face him, finding him in the window of your bedroom. You’re a bit surprised to see him. Not that he doesn’t usually enter your home through the fire escape, but because you weren’t expecting him. Especially not on a day like this. 
Unlike most other times, where you either respond to his playful jabs with one of your own, or instead vent it all out with passionate ranting, your expression communicates a sort of exhaustion he’s not used to seeing on you. You don’t seem sluggish from a lack of sleep, rather, it’s as if you’re out of energy to deal with anything. You’re tired from the demands placed on you, your pain eating away at any mental energy you have left. His face falls upon realizing something is genuinely wrong. He knows he can be an ass sometimes, but seeing you look so despondant has him regretting his choice of words. 
“Sorry, I’m just… in a lot more pain that usual today,” you force out. The tone of your voice makes it clear just how much this is weighing on you. Putting up a cheerful facade is too much to bear. You’ve mention in passing how you have chronic pain. It always follows you, remaining as a cemented constant. You’ve made it a point to not bring it up much. Knowing what Dabi experienced just made you view your discomfort as something so miniscule, something not deserving of concern. So you’ve always tried to hide it. It’s worked in the past, and conveniently, he seems to be busy in the times that your pain ramps up. Today is the first times he’s really been around for days like this. “I don’t want to bum you out so if you wanna leave, I understand-”
“No,” he denies, cutting you off. He knows what its like, to be constantly haunted by life’s cruelty. The scars on his skin tell his story whenever he has the misfortune of seeing them, whereas your aches shouts your story. You both carry unavoidable mementos of pain. You’ve done more than you think in bearing his pain. You’ve listened to his recounts of his past, patched him up when he’s come home to you after a mission gone south, and unknowingly held onto him when his thoughts were darkest. He wants to return the favor, in any way he can. “I’m not going anywhere.” He climbs down from the spot on the widow sill and closes the window behind him. He kicks off his boots and lays on your bed, gesturing for you to lay with him by opening his arms. 
You sigh, before saying in a tired and stressed voice, “I can’t Dabi, I gotta clean and then-”
“I’ll take care of it later, c’mere,” he urges. You don’t have the energy to fight him, so you acquiesce. Not to mention, you’ve been dying to just lie in your bed. Dabi being in it is a added benefit you don’t want to pass up. You curl up to his side and rest your head upon his chest. “Where are you hurting?”
You point to the area. In a rare moment of softness from him, he gently traces over the aching part of your body. It’s not a cure for your pain by any means, but the gentle touches both give you something else to focus on and melts your frozen heart. “Thank you,” you meekly whisper and nuzzle closer against him.
“Don’t mention it,” he replies. “Anything for you.”
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aizawasdumbwhore · 11 months
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League of Villains in A Relationship with You
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sooo this Wednesday I'm posting a LOV headcannon featuring Shigaraki, Dabi, Toga, Spinner, Twice, and Mr. Compress. here's a little sneak peak 👀
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Shigaraki
I hate everyone but you trope
possessive
affectionate in a nonchalant way
Dabi
very clingy but acts like he's not
denies anything about being jealous or clingy of you though
is very afraid of losing you
is pretty insecure behind the scenes
Twice
very affectionate with words
makes sure to remind you all the time that he loves you A LOT
cute little notes and gifts left behind for you to find
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asirensrage · 10 months
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“IF THEY TOUCH YOU, ILL KILL THEM. ITS THAT SIMPLE.” FOR MY ANGEL BABY BOY DABI.
OKAY! Um...fair warning, I've only written like him having one convo so far with Sayuri in her fic. This was much longer ahahah. I don't think he is, but if he's out of character, I'm sorry lol.
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Rating: Mature
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Pairing: Dabi x Unnamed/Undescribed Female OC
Warnings: Violence. Arson. Stalking. Attempted murder. Threats. Obsession. Dark!fic. Unbeta'd
Notes: My first real foray into writing Dabi. At least one that I'm sharing for now lol. Please let me know what you think! I listened to Gorgeous Nightmare by Escape the Fate while I wrote this. Also, I wrote this tonight and posted it after reading it over like...once or twice. So...fair warning I guess. HEED THE WARNINGS.
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It happened fast. 
One moment she was buying a coffee, half dreading the night shift that awaited her at the city call centre, and the next…the windows shattered and she was being shoved back behind a counter praying that whoever was fighting wasn’t going to take down the building she was in. 
The staff were hunkered down, looking unimpressed and resigned to the fate that awaited them. She peeked over the counter, hearing laughter and feeling the heat as flames seemed to flash down the street in front of them. She paused there for a moment before she shook her head. “Nope, we have to get out of here.” She looked over at the staff, “Is there a back exit? Even if they don’t knock the place down, it’s already starting to catch on fire. Let’s go.” 
She doesn’t get far. 
She’s not a hero, but most of the staff in the place with her are teens and the manager is nowhere in sight so she makes sure they get out first. “Just go home,” she tells them. “No point in staying here.” 
They don’t need to be told twice. Still, that leaves her in an alley alone as she tries to figure out how she’s going to get home. The way she usually takes is blocked by whatever is going on. She briefly considers trying to get to the roof and see if she can jump enough of them to get her some space from the fighting. 
The ground shakes and she looks towards the street. A figure in black walks into her view, she can’t make out what he says, but his voice is a bit rough and he sounds like he’s having a good time despite the destruction. He looks down the alley. Her gaze meets his. It’s enough of a warning that she takes her chance with the roof. Her quirk makes her just fast enough to avoid the blue fire that comes barrelling towards her. She doesn’t stick around to find out what happens next. 
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Being an operator in City Services pays well, but it’s not uncommon for people to call and act like it’s a sex hotline. Especially on the night shift. She’s had a lot of strange people over the year that she’s been here and while some are automatically flagged and blocked, some get through. It’s usually not too bad, people are just lonely. Mostly the elderly. 
“Thank you for calling, how can I direct your call?”
There’s a moment of silence but occasionally there are lags in the connection so she waits. 
“Yeah,” the voice says. It doesn’t sound elderly but it is a male voice and she distracts herself slightly by playing her usual game of trying to guess what they’re calling about. “There’s a villain attack. Someone set a fire.” 
“What area are you calling from?” She pulls up the list of contacts for emergency services and heroes. 
More silence. “You really want to know?”
She frowns slightly. “I need to know the area of concern so I can connect you to the right people.” 
“And if I want to talk to you?” 
She sighs. “Sir, if you have the time to flirt, then it’s not an emergency and I can direct your call to a sex line instead.” 
He laughs at that. It’s weirdly familiar and the hair on the back of her neck prickles at the sound. “North of the river. If they hurry, they’ll see it.” 
It’s not a lot of information, but unless someone is complaining about a neighbour or a pothole, she doesn’t usually get a lot. She sends the request through, hoping that emergency services will have received more calls to pinpoint the location. “Sir, next time there’s an emergency, call the emergency line, okay?”
“Is this not?”
“No, this is the City Services.”
“And if I’m in need of a service?” 
She’s heard that line before. “Goodbye, sir.” She redirects the call to the nearest sex hotline and closes it. She sighs and tries to crack her back as she stretches. “Got my first sex call of the night,” she says, leaning to look at her coworker. 
“Already?”
She shrugs. “Maybe it’s a full moon.” 
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He keeps calling. 
Sometimes it’s to tell her of a fire, sometimes it’s something as innocuous as a broken window or streetlamp. She’s not entirely sure why he keeps calling and she’s starting to suspect that he’s causing some of the issues he calls about. She still can’t place why he sounds familiar but she ignores it. Until her coworker tells her that he’s on hold. For her. 
“Why can’t you take the call?”
“He refuses,” her coworker says. “Only wants to talk to you.” 
That’s a bad sign. The two of them share a look. “I’ll tell security,” they say before placing themselves on standby and leaving their desk.
 It’s just her and the red flashing light signalling a call on hold. She adjusts her headset, takes a deep breath and tries to squash her nerves down before pressing it. 
“City Services, how can I direct your call?”
 “There you are,” his voice sounds in her ears. “You hiding from me?”
“Sir, I already told you, this is dispatch. If you want the sex line, you should know the number by now.” 
“I know who I’m calling.” Fear sits heavy in her stomach at his words. He means the number. That’s all. 
“Any one of my colleagues can help you. What’s the matter now?” 
“Don’t want to talk to them, I want to talk to you.” 
She bites back the desire to ask why. “Are you destroying more property?”
“What makes you think it’s me?” She can hear the grin in his voice. 
“A wild guess,” she says dryly. “If you have nothing to report, this conversation is done.”  
“I have something to report,” he cuts in. “You’ll want to hear it.” He pauses and she waits for him to continue. When he doesn’t say anything, she rolls her eyes and starts trying to connect the call to emergency services so they can trace it. “That coffee shop you like to go to is on fire. Or it will be. Want to stop it?”
Her heart stops. “What?” 
“Don’t you want to play hero?” 
She hangs up. As soon as she does, she knows it was a bad idea. They can’t trace anything but the call is recorded and she sends off a warning to the closest hero agency and emergency services. Her coworker arrives with security in tow. They stop at the sight of her. 
“Are you okay? What happened?” 
“I think…” she swallows tightly. “We have a problem.” 
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She’s put on leave. 
The coffee shop is destroyed and she knows it’s because she hung up on him. City Services sent her with paid time off, compensation for the fact that she’s accumulated a stalker because of the job. It leaves her with far too much time on her hands. Too much time to think about how it all happened. 
She’s nothing special. She doesn’t have a fancy or expressive quirk. Her voice isn’t cute. She works at a glorified call centre. There’s no real reason for some delinquent to want to follow her. It leaves her unsettled, even in her curiosity. 
Nothing happens for a week and then two. It eases the tension and the fact that she’s started searching for a new job helps. She doesn’t think she wants to go back to City Services, no matter how well it pays. 
When she puts in her notice, her friends drag her out to celebrate. She doesn’t know what the man who called her looks like and despite the fact that she hasn’t heard anything in weeks, she can’t help but look at the men in the bar. Her friends stay at her side until the night continues, the drinks keep flowing and eventually, she finds herself at the bar alone as her friends dance. 
She considers going home but before she can signal to her friends that she’s leaving, someone appears next to her. She stiffens as they lean close. 
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” Something relaxes at the sound of his voice. It’s higher than the man who would call her. 
“Sure,” she says. “Excuse me.” She moves to walk away and a hand grabs her wrist. 
“I gave you a compliment.” 
“And?” She frowns. “Let go of me.” 
“We’re just talking.”
A hand grabs his wrist and she can see it tighten and smoke. “She said let go.” The man screams, yanking his hand back and looking at the newcomer in fear. He scrambled backward, knocking others over as he runs. 
She looks at the man. His hair is dark and she can make out the scars on his face. She’s not sure if he’s covered in piercings that glint in the light or if it’s something else. He grins as her eyes meet his. 
“Thanks,” she says. 
“You’re welcome, princess.” He leans in towards her. “Missed me?” 
Her stomach drops. “No,” she shakes her head, taking a step back. 
He grabs her hand before she can retreat. “Come on, I’m being nice. You want me to be mean instead?” He holds up his other hand. Blue flames flicker on his fingers and she’s suddenly pulled back to that coffee shop and alleyway. He nearly killed her. 
“What–”
He doesn’t give her a chance to continue, turning for the door and pulling her to follow. She glances back at her friends. One of them notices and grabs the other but she waves them back. She knows the destruction he’s capable of. She won’t have them be a casualty.
They stop when they’re finally outside and he ushers her into the alley next to the bar. It’s not exactly clean but she’s more concerned with the man who moves her until her back is against the wall. His hand is still on her wrist but his other one cups her jaw, thumb brushing against her cheek. 
“Why are you doing this?” 
His eyes meet hers and for a moment she’s surprised at how blue they are, even in the dark. They weren’t piercings. There were staples on the border of clear skin and scar tissue. She could see it now. “I was always going to find you,” he tells her. “It was inevitable since the alley.”
“You almost killed me,” she shoves him back. 
He grins. “Any slower and I would have. There’s not many who can outrun my fire.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t torch the innocent,” she snarls back. His grip tightens before his lips are suddenly on hers. It’s unlike any other kiss she’s had. The difference in texture between his lips is all she can focus on until he bites at her bottom lip. He takes advantage of her gasp and deepens the kiss. It’s hard and demanding and all she can think about. His hand leaves her wrist, curling around her back to press her closer to him. 
“Fucking love that attitude,” he mutters against her lips. She’s not sure if she was supposed to hear it. He kisses her again. 
She breaks it, pulling her mouth from his. He doesn’t stop, laying kisses against her cheek and her throat before they turn into his teeth dragging against her skin before he sucks a mark into it. 
“Wait,” she says, trying to push him off. He complies, just enough to look at her. His body is still pressing hers against the wall. “I don’t understand. Why are you stalking me?”
He looks at her from under the hair that falls in his eyes. “Because you’re mine,” he says with complete confidence. It’s enough to remind her that the man in front of her is insane, no matter how well he kisses. 
She shakes her head. “No, that’s not…you can’t just decide that.”
“You still haven’t realized it, have you?”
“What?”
“I’m a villain, princess.” He bends his head, lips brushing against her cheek. She wonders if he can hear the way her heart feels like it’s going to beat out of her chest. “I get what I want.” 
“Is that what you did in there?” she asks, nodding back the way they came. “With the guy.” Heat flares around them and disappears just as quickly. 
“I was making a point.” 
“Yeah? What point is that?”
“A warning sign to everyone else. If they touch you, I’ll kill them. It’s that simple.” 
He will too. He could have killed her in an alleyway and she was a bystander. It’s not like he isn’t completely focused on achieving what he wants. She learned that from how he found her at her work, how he kept calling to talk to her until she left. He must have known. Otherwise, why would he be here tonight? 
“What…what does that mean for me?” 
“Princess, we’re forever. I’m taking you with me.” He kisses her again, it’s almost chaste in comparison to the previous ones. “Don’t worry, I can make it worth your while.”
“I don’t get a choice?”
“Sure,” he shrugs and steps back. “You can have a choice. You can leave, go back to your friends and your empty life or you can come with me.” He presses a hand against the wall near her head. “Might not like what happens after though if you go.” Flames dance from his hand against the brick. “I’ll have to find a way to entertain myself.”
Her eyes narrow. “That’s not a choice.”
“It is, just not a fair one. Not to you.” He points at himself with his free hand. “Villain, remember?” He grins at her and pulls his hand away from the wall. “So what’s it gonna be?” 
There isn’t a choice. Not one that doesn’t end in destruction and mass casualties… Fine.  “I’ll go with you.” 
He grins at her like he already knows what she’s thinking. “Smart choice.” He throws an arm over her shoulders and leads her out of the alley. 
She can play this game if she has to. At least long enough to get him away from the city. Afterwards, well…he’s already admitted she’s faster than he expected. She’ll see if he’ll be able to keep up. She doubts it. 
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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥
Dabi x Black Fem! Reader one shot
𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖫𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖦𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖠𝖽𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖳𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖥𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺 & 𝖢𝖺𝗄𝖾. 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗒𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨’𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖣𝖺𝖻𝗂. 𝖨𝖽𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖨’𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒. 𝖨 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖨’𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾’𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗌, 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖽, 𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖨’𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 18+ 𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒
Contains: dominant dabi, attitude/talking back, teasing from reader and Dabi, slight choking, spanking,praising and cuddles
You and Dabi have a very flirtatious relationship. Always teasing each other, purposely doing something that would get on the other ones nerves or make them jealous, not in a bad way, but just enough to make the other person a little uncomfortable.
It’s been a while since you’ve actually teased him and made him jealous, so today you decided to be a little bit of an asshole.
You two were gonna be heading into the city to do some shopping, so you decide to dress cute and wear a lacy, black corset top with a pleated mini skirt. You pull out an oversized zip-up hoodie and some platform boots.
You leave your hair down, natural curls draping your shoulders.
You wake Dabi up and tell him to get in the shower, so that you can head out.
After he gets out, you decide to head towards the bathroom and open the door. He has a towel wrapped lowly around his waist, his hair is wet and wavy.
You eye him up and down and he watches your lust filled eyes as they scan his body.
“Like what you see, little one,” he asks
You walk over to him slowly and close the distance between you both. Your lips now barely touching.
“Depends,” you start,“is there something to look at”
You move your face away from him and start to walk away.
Then, you remember that the perfume that Dabi loves the scent of is in the bathroom. You turn around and open the medicine cabinet, reaching for the perfume.
You spray your wrists, neck, behind your knees and over your hair. As you’re about to put it away, you fumble the cap of it and it ends up on the floor in front of him.
You bend down facing him, then come up slow, your body slightly caressing his. You put the cap on the perfume and put it back in it’s original place. After this, you leave the bathroom and Dabi watches after you not sure what to think of what just happened.
You walk away feeling proud of yourself and wonder how far you can take it while out in public.
You finally make it to the mall and you decide you wanna go to forever 21 first just to see what they have. Sometimes it’s a hit and sometimes it’s a miss, but you still like to see what’s inside.
You found a couple of pleated skirts that you liked and some shirts with short puffy sleeves that you can wear on or off the shoulder, as well as some spring/summer dresses.
“I wanna go try these on,” you tell him
“Okay, I’ll wait outside. Come over when you’re finished,” he says starting to walk away
“Dabiiiii, come with me,” you say pouting and staring at him with pleading eyes
“You’re not gonna stop until I go with you, are you,” he says
“No,” you say still pouting
He rolls his eyes and gives into you
Although, he acts like he’s annoyed, you’re very important to him and he knows he’s not the best choice, but you still choose him over anyone else. He doesn’t want to mess anything up between you two, so he tries his best to keep you happy. It’s in his own way, but he still tries.
You head into the dressing room and start getting ready to try on the clothes, when a thought crosses your mind.
You picked up a silk slip dress that has a low back.
You take the dress off of the hanger and slip it on.
Dabi was sitting on the bench outside of your dressing room and you knew this would get a reaction out of him.
“Babe, I’m ready to show you the first outfit,” you say, then open the door of the dressing room
He looks up and sees your dress and you notice a glint in his eye.
You stand there biting your lip
“What do you think,” you ask flirtatiously
He stands up and walks over to where you’re standing and looks down at you. He smirks.
“And where are you wearing this little number,”he asks, cupping your face in his hand
“Wherever I feel like,” you retort
“Mm” is all he says
He caresses your spine with a few fingers and slowly moves closer to your bum.
“Something wrong baby,” you ask smirking
“Not at all, darling” he says
He notices a guy, that was also there with his girlfriend, staring at you. Looking you up and down.
He walks over and grabs the guy by his shirt.
“If you wanna keep your eyes, I suggest you stop looking at my girl,” he says, his hand aflame
“Babe, stop. You’re gonna get us kicked out,” you say worried
He looks at you, then back to the guy. He throws him back on the bench and you go gather your stuff from the fitting room and get dressed.
You pay for your items and leave the store.
“You didn’t have to do that,” you say with a slight attitude
“He was asking for it,” Dabi says nonchalantly
“So what? You’re gonna do that to every guy that stares at me,” you ask
He stays quiet and smirks.
“Dabi sometimes-ugh,” you say and start walking ahead
He does a small run and catches up to you. He softly grasps your hand.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’ll try to be better,” he says sincerely
He pulls you close to him and kisses your forehead. He moves down to your lips and kisses you slow and passionately. He slips his tongue to your bottom lip to gain entrance to your mouth. You make out for a couple seconds and then pull away.
“That’s all you get,” you say
He stands there, taken aback
“Wha-why,” he says
“Punishment for what you did,” you say then turn and walk away
You don’t hear footsteps behind you.
“C’mon I’m hungry,” you say, still not facing him
When you make it to a restaurant and get greeted by the host. You get seated immediately at a corner table.
“Hey folks, how are we doing today,” the waiter says
“Good,” you say with a smile
“Yeah, fine,” Dabi says, already slightly annoyed
You notice the waiter’s eyes keep coming back to you in a flirtatious manner and decide you want to have a bit more fun.
“Here are your menus,” he says, handing Dabi his first and then handing you yours, making sure your hands brushed
“I’ll give you both some time to decide,” the waiter says, then walks away
You can feel Dabi’s eyes on you, but decide to ignore him.
“Did you decide what you’re gonna get,” he asks coolly
“Yeah, I’ll call the waiter back over,” you say
You put a hand up catching his attention.
“You ready to order gorgeous,” he asks with a flirty smile
“Yeah,” you say, leaning forward and crossing your arms under your chest and propping them up on the table
“Y’know, I actually couldn’t decide on a drink, so what do you recommend,” you say, then put a hand to your neck
He leans down and gets closer to you.
Dabi leans back in his chair and stretches his legs, then cocks his head to the side and rests it on his hand.
You can tell he’s getting annoyed and it doesn’t help that you can feel the heat radiating from his body, but you can tell he’s trying to keep it inside.
Your waiter stands back up straight and turns his attention to Dabi.
“And for you sir,” he says
“Don’t worry about me. Just make sure she gets whatever she wants,” Dabi says
He leaves the table and puts in your order.
Your food and drink come out a couple of minutes later.
“You want some babe? You haven’t eaten all day,” you ask in your sweetest voice
“No little one, I’m okay. You eat,” he says calmly
“O-okay,” you say
You finish your food and head home. On the way there you try to make conversation with Dabi, but he’s only been giving you one word answers or noises as answers. You start to feel bad and think you went a bit overboard with the teasing.
You unlock the door to the apartment and enter, Dabi right behind you. You turn and lock the door.
When you turn back around, Dabi has a fire and hunger in his eyes. This is the moment you knew…you fucked up.
He puts a hand around your neck and pushes you against the door. He squeezes softly and leans down to your ear.
“Good little girl…always picking a fight with me,” he growls
He lifts you up against the door by your legs in a swift motion. He slips a hand under your skirt and goes between your legs to where your panties are covering you. He slips two fingers under the fabric, holds it in his hand and rips it.
A gasp escapes your lips.
“Those were my favorite,” you say a little sad
He lets out a low chuckle
“You really think I give a fuck about that right now,” he says,“You’re gonna learn what happens when you push me to the extent that you did today”
He carries you down the hall and into the kitchen and puts you down so that you’re standing. He turns you around and bends you over the kitchen counter, both wrists being bound by one of his hands. He lifts your skirt and removes the rest of the fabric from your mangled undergarment. Then, blasts it into thin air and it becomes nonexistent.
He spanks you on your right cheek six times, each a bit harder than the last. Then repeats it on the left.
He takes a couple fingers and runs them along the slit of your lips, slow and lingering touches. He puts his fingers between them to feel the slickness that has started forming between your legs, but never enters you.
“Ohhh look at you, already getting so worked up. We’ve only just begun darling,”he says, then hovers over you to whisper in your ear
“I’m gonna make you ache and beg until you can’t take it anymore. Make you pant and whine until the only thing escaping that pretty mouth of yours is you either only sputtering nonsense or my name.”
He grabs a fistful of your hair and guides you to the bedroom. He throws you onto the bed and you turn on your back to face him. He takes off your skirt and flings it across the room behind him and does the same with the rest of your clothes. You are now laying there completely naked and feeling strangely vulnerable as he stares at you. The way an animal looks at its prey before it gets devoured.
You wanted to cover up, but you were too scared to even move.
Dabi goes to the closet and pulls out a leather case. He rummages through it a little and finds what he’s looking.
He approaches the bed with rope, blindfold and a flogger in hand.
“Sit up,” he commands in a low tone
He places the blindfold over your eyes and ties it tight enough that it won’t fall.
“Lay down, arms at your side, legs spread,” he says in your ear after fastening the blindfold
You scoot up on the bed and do as he says, laying flat on your back.
“Alright princess, time to teach you your lesson.”
He goes to the right side of the bed and ties one side of the rope to the bed and the other to your wrist. Then goes down to your ankle and repeats the same process. He moves to the other side and does as he had before.
With the flogger in hand, he runs it up your right leg slowly, then over your lips, moving up to your stomach and the valley of your breasts. He then touches the flogger to your already hard nipples. Teasing you. Your toes start to curl, as your sensations feel heightened, due to your lack of sight.
He moves the flogger down your body again and lightly taps your pussy, the throbbing in your core growing.
A small whimper escapes your mouth.
“Aww how’s my angel? Is she feeling a bit needy,” he taunts
He takes his middle and ring finger and enters you deeply, keeping them there to feel your warmth.
“What a needy and wet little cunt you have. Throbbing and slicking, just waiting to be ravaged. Your time will come, just not as soon as you may hope for,” he says
You feel the mattress sink, notifying you that he’s coming onto the bed.
You feel him hover over you and get closer. Your lips just centimeters apart from his.
He places a soft kiss on your mouth and moves down your jaw and neck gingerly placing small pecks, stopping above your chest. He rolls your nipples between his thumb and index fingers. You feel them ache as they get harder and this causes you to arch your back slightly. Another moan escapes your mouth.
He takes your right nipple into his mouth, biting it gently. His hand works on your other nipple, still squeezing and rolling it in his fingers. Then massaging your breast.
He moves his hand down to your cunt and places two fingers on clit, making small, calculating circles before moving down to your folds, just teasing them. You arch your back again and feel yourself getting needier as the slow movements of his hands bring you closer to the edge.
“D-Dabi p-please,” you squeak out
He continues teasing your clit and your folds, taking his mouth away from your nipple. The cold air biting it as the warmth of his mouth and lips leave you.
You feel him get off the bed.
He goes to each side of the bed and unbinds your limbs from it. He removes the rope from your ankles, but it remains on your wrists.
“Legs up, hands above your head,” he says
Again, you do as you’re told.
You start to feel warmth on your folds and that all too familiar feeling of his mouth and tongue. His tongue slipping up and down, entering you at times.
“Mmh you always taste like the sweetest honey, but today, you’re especially sweet. Even more so with those eager moans coming out of your mouth.”
He goes back to devouring your sweet taste and takes his thumb to tease your ass. He makes small circles as he had done to your clit, the combination of your juices and his spit making it all the more edging.
“Dabi, please just fuck me,” you say breathlessly desperate
“Oh yeah,” he taunts,“how bad do you want it? Tell me.”
“Dabi, p-please…I need you to-,” you get cut off by a moan
“Pl-please Dabi, I need you. Please,” you say
“Okay little one,” he says, then kisses your cheek,“Now keep this hands above your head.”
He teases your center with his tip and you grind your hips to feel more of him. He chuckles a bit, then slowly slides into you. A low, guttural moan exits his mouth and he hangs his head. He removes the blindfold from your eyes and your hands stay bound to each other above your head.
You blink, giving your eyes time to adjust to the room.
He places a hand on your jaw, so you can face him.
“I want you to look me in the eyes as I pound into you,” he says, staring into your eyes as if he’s talking to your soul
You bite your lip as his strokes start slow, hitting you deeper each time. The room is filled with low moans coming from both of you as you lose yourselves in each other.
He starts to go a bit harder, pounding into you since he’s gotten more comfortable and used to you now. Your moans start becoming more erratic the harder he goes.
“Fuck,” you moan out
A small chuckle comes from Dabi.
You feel yourself getting close to your climax, when suddenly he stops.
“Wh-Why’d you stop,” you ask
“Oh darling, I’m not finished with you yet, so don’t look too heartbroken,” he says, then kisses your cheek
“I want to see you unravel, so I’m gonna edge you until you are at your weakest,” he says lowly into your ear
“Now be a good little princess and get on all fours for me.”
You turn around and do as he says, arching your back.
“Ohh look at you. So pretty,” he says, admiring your pussy
He slams into you and begins at a hard, but slow tempo. You moan after each thrust into you.
He picks up his pace and grabs a handful of your ass. Your moans creating a symphony of pleasure.
He grabbed you by your neck and pulled you close to him. While one hand stayed on your neck, the other was busy on your clit. Again, you feel yourself about to climax when he stops and picks you up, so you’re straddling him. He has you up against the wall and starts fucking you again. His movements starting to become less controlled.
“That’s it, princess. Look right at me,” he says
Desperate moans fill the room as you both feel yourselves come undone.
He lets you finish first because although he’s a villain, he can be a gentleman when it comes to you.
He lets you down and helps you balance.
“Get on your knees, gorgeous,” he says, then kisses you
You kneel as he says.
“Open your mouth. I want you to taste yourself.”
You take him into your mouth as he says. You feel yourself getting even wetter as you please him.
“Fuck, darling. Your mouth feels so good,” he says and lets out a low moan
He keeps pumping into your mouth, drool leaking as you become even more aroused than you already were.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” he mutters out as he releases into your mouth and throat
He cleans you up and kisses your forehead. He tucks you into bed, still naked, and joins you.
He pulls you closer and massages your shoulder with his thumb.
“You were so good for me, princess. Just get some rest now,” he says and gently kisses your lips.
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I hope y’all enjoyed this story and stay tuned for more works!!! I’ve been sitting on this one for TWO YEARS, which is actually insane to say, but I’m glad to finally be posting it.
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soanywayimscreaming · 6 months
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Shoto may have to deal with Endeavor but he will never understanding my pain of dealing with Twice, Compress, and Toga everyday.
Dabi was currently walking down the hallway, hands shoved into his black zipped up hoodie with headphones on. He pretended they’re on full volume but really they were just there so people wouldn’t talk to him. This was a useless endeavor just like this father.
He risked a look behind him, “what the fuck” he whispered to himself. Twice and Compress are strutting down the hall behind him doing weird and cringy dance moves while “whoop whoop that’s the sound of the police” played loudly from the boombox Toga was carrying. He turned back around and kept walking. Maybe someone will loose control over their quirk and kill him so he’ll be able to have a sweet escape from this hell he’s in.
As he rounded a corner somebody asked Dabi, “do you know them?”
“Unfortunately” he replied walking by.
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rot-without-brains · 9 months
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Dabi x Trans Masc Reader
not giving this shit a title cus it's not that deep, i just saw some x reader fic where reader is trans masc and it was very clearly not written by a trans masc person and just felt... weird? like very "i kiss the scars on [HIS] skiiiin, i still think you're beautiful–" idk it just felt like the author still saw the character as female but just switched the pronouns in post- BUT that doesn't matter cus im making my own version >:3
themes: pre-established relationship, smut speedrun/sex scene speedrun, aftercare/postcoital fluff, dabi being soft, slightly canondivergent (can't be assed to be thorough in the leagues dynamics/villainy + kind of ooc dabi??), reader is trans masc (no chest description), also; pretty shit writing ngl but it's literally 3am.as I'm drafting this so stfu-
DNI: Minors, TERF's/radfems, anybody who doesn't want transgender wholesomeness on their dash rn
warm stillness thickly envelopes the calm night air, a blanket of ecstasy draping itself over you, as you're speckled in sweat and flushed from orgasmic relief. you lay as still as the night, sprawled out beneath the messy black bedding of your partner's bed, the fleece of his blanket keeping your torso warm whilst your limbs hang loosely around your head and the foot of the bed. although quite exposed in this position, you hardly care about the "what if's," right now, favouring the cold chill against the lovebites trailing along your neck, shoulders and chest to the idea of moving at all for self-preservation's sake.
You breathe in, savouring the almost icy tingle the air leaves behind in your nostrils, the not-strong odor of sex adding an oddly comforting after scent. A dazed smile crawls onto your lips, reminiscing the searing moments of pure bliss you'd just experienced, an almost animalistic sequence of rhythmic haste as the two of you desperately began pulling at each other's clothes, caressing the naked skin beneath. Fingers tracing, nails scratching, teeth nipping and biting, hips bucking and rutting into each other, only stopping to elicit a whine from your tired mouth.
Wet slapping sounds bouncing around the walls of your shared bedroom, muffled moans escaping your mouth, dampened slightly by the pillow he had pressed the side of your face into, —he may have wanted you to be quiet, but fuck if he wasn't gonna see your pretty face all messed up from how rough he's being with you,— low grunts and groans from him, whispering of how you're being such a good boy and how you're so sexy in this position he's put you in. Sporadic thrusts carving their way through every fiber of your body before he pulls away, spinning you onto your back as his charred lips crash onto yours, teeth clashing together, as he pushes himself over the edge, ropes of desire laying themselves over your stomach as you fall back into your sprawled out position on this bed.
Calm, still, peaceful and at rest, having never felt so dead yet alive simultaneously and hoping this feeling continues to drag your soul throughout these midnight hours.
A tall figure blocks the dim hallway light. one arm leans against the head of the doorframe, the light barely detailing your partner's singed flesh, the other holds a fresh towel, baby wipes and a small glass of water.
"that for me, pretty boy?" you tease, propping yourself upright onto your pillows, a giddy smile plastered on your face.
Dabi scoffs, burying his face into his elbow before looking back at you.
"nope, think I got the wrong room," he snarks, jokingly beginning to tiptoe his way to another room that way or may not be there at all.
you snort at his stupid joke, but as dumb as it is you can't be mad at him too long. your arm extends to greet him inside as he trudges through the room, shutting the door with his heel before continuing. a rough hand places itself against your cheek, cupping your face and tilting you upwards into a gentle kiss, your hand finding it's way to his.
Dabi pulls away from the kiss, smacking his hand on the side of his thigh before exhaling and looking up as though trying to remember something. he whips around placing your glass of water on the bedside table next to you. he opens the seal of the baby wipes before pulling a couple out and running them along the trail he'd left behind on your stomach, disposing it by attempting to dunk it in the trash bin opposite your bed... missing entirely and sighing in defeat, miming various profanities at it to which you join in, because fuck that bin.
as you gulp down your glass of water, dabi makes his way back to his side of the bed, plopping next to you, his arm draping around your arm pulling himself closer to you. he places multiple kisses to the side of your head, wrapping you into a tight hug. the two of you snuggle back down into the blankets, seeking refuge from the growing cold of the night, gaining warmth fairly quickly from your mutual body heat, you feeling comfortable enough to lean your body against him, hand on his chest and head leaning against his, cushioned by his tufts of damaged spikes. feeling the dull weight of drowsiness hanging low on your eyelids, you decide nows as a good a time as any to truly communicate openly with your partner while you can.
"baby?"
"mm?" dabi croaks, he too is beginning to feel sleepy.
"you did really well tonight... thank you,"
"why're you thanking me, dude?" he laughed breathlessly into your hair.
"I dunno, I just felt like you deserve it," you stare up into his face, wistful expression overtaking your features. he stares back at you, before nervously double-taking.
he's just so cute like this.
"god you're cute..." he whispers to you, almost indirectly, like he can't handle the confrontation that comes with admitting that feeling directly to you.
"hey," you lean over his face, "that's my line."
planting another kiss onto his lips, you slip back to your position beneath the covers, hand on his chest, head against his hair, slowly drifting into slumber together, groggy, late night conversations starting along the way with no intention to finish them. though neither of you say the three magic words, you don't need to hear them to know that they exist with the both of you in this moment.
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wintosavesavetowin · 7 months
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Psp psp psp psp psp come get some dabihawks angst
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ace-touya · 7 months
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Can I Watch You Train?
A lil Touya and Shoto fic!
“Touya-nii?” The five year old rubbed at his eyes, clutching a teddy bear in his hands.
“Shoto? You’re not supposed to come near us failures, you know. Actually, I’m pretty sure you should be asleep.”
“Wanna see what you’re doing..” he mumbled, “Don’t tell daddy.”
“I won’t, go back inside.”
“Are you going to.. train?”
Touya frowned, “What do you care?”
Shoto had heard his biggest brother asking their dad to train, saying he was getting really powerful, and that Touya was sure he could beat All Might, and Shoto himself.
Every time he heard it, Shoto hoped it was true, and he wished their father would listen. Touya wanted to train and wasn’t allowed. Shoto didn’t want to and couldn’t stop. He always wanted to switch places. Then, he knew his brother would be happy, and maybe he’d be happy too.
He didn’t know how to put that into words. How to explain that he was scared of their dad and that he wanted his brother to save him.
Instead, he mumbled, “I bet you’re super strong.”
Touya just frowned. Not strong enough, he thought. There was a time when he hated Shoto and blamed him for everything, but Touya didn’t feel that way now.
Nowadays, he looked at Shoto, and all he could really see was a little boy not cut out for the role he’d been given. A little boy who wanted to be normal. A little boy who was the opposite of him.
He didn’t think Shoto deserved the life he got.
“Go back to bed.”
“I wanna.. watch you train.” He admitted, “You always tell dad you want him to watch. And he never does. So can I watch instead?”
“You can’t watch me train, I’m going to Sekoto Peak and you can’t come with me.”
“Why not?”
“Dad will be mad that his masterpiece is spending time with the failures!” He yelled.
Shoto seemed oblivious to the fact that Touya was getting angry. Innocently, he asked, “What did you fail at?”
“…Everything.” Touya said, running a hand through his hair and tugging some out.
“Oh. Well… If I can’t watch you, he can!” Shoto held his teddy bear out to Touya, with a big smile on his face.
Touya made a weird face that reminded Shoto a little bit of the face their dad would make whenever he asked for junk food. But still, he took it.
“Just bring him back safe, okay?”
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“It’s all stupid.” Touya muttered to himself as he walked to his usual spot, clutching the bear tightly in both hands. “I just want my dad to look at me and instead all I get is a dumb bear! It’s not fair!” He yelled, setting the teddy on fire. His angry expression immediately softened into one of worry. “W-wait, stop!” He threw it on the ground, trying to stomp out the flames. “Stop-“
When it finally extinguished, he stared down at it with a lump in his throat. It was all covered in ashes and dirt from the ground, one of its legs completely burned off.
Touya tried really hard not to care about what he’d done. But as he was training he found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the thing.
Shoto cried, when he got it back, but he kept it in the end. After Touya died a month later, he set it down under the shrine the family made in his bedroom.
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lotti-lyric · 2 years
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a plea
dabi x gn!reader, hurt/comfort, one-shot
(Y/n) sat now, slowly putting their hand on Touya’s right shoulder as to not scare him. He looked up at them, his ocean eyes glossed over, but not in the same way as before. His face was still, emotionless and pale. There was a notable change. They heard Twice start to whisper from behind them before (y/n)’s words interrupted.
“It’s ok to ask for help.”
That’s all (y/n) said, that’s all they needed to say. Dabi looked back down now, processing everything. (Y/n) looked up at Toga and Twice, their faces were contorted in worry. They wondered if theirs had done the same but in the moment, all they cared about was Dabi’s. They felt their left hand start to shake. Only, (y/n)’s hands weren’t the ones shaking. They looked over and saw that Dabi was shaking. Dabi, the feared villain. Dabi, the murderer. Dabi, the scared boy. There were muddled words, it sounded like he was almost drowning, gasping. He looked up, tears forming small puddles of sparkles in his eyes.
until finally, he let go.
“please help me (y/n)”
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his-lune · 2 months
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☾ dabi masterlist ☽
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-`♡´- key -`♡´-
angst (a) ;; fluff (f) ;; smut (s) ;; crack (c)
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☾. one shots
ᯓ★ coming soon...
☾. series
ᯓ★ coming soon...
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imagineanime2022 · 6 months
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MHA Characters W/ Underground Performer S/O
Dabi X Reader, Tomura Shigaraki X Reader, Keigo Takami X Reader
Requested: Anon
Request: Heyyy OMG LOVED UR LANA DEL RAY S/O AND I HAD AN IDEA. So basically it would also be with Dabi, Shigaraki and keigo but it's that reader works at like an underground bar and she sings Older by Isabel de La Rosa (And sounds like her too) and the guys are on a mission (seperate) and they get distracted by her singing and decide to talk to her after her performance.
Dabi
🔥 Shigaraki had sent it to the bar to collect the money owed to the league from someone who frequented the bar. 🔥 He wasn’t paying attention to the entertainment at first, that is until he heard you start singing. 🔥 “Think I need someone older, just a little bit colder.” He was drawn in by your voice alone but the moment that he saw you on stage as you performed involving the people in the front rows. 🔥 Dabi didn’t even realise that his target had walked into the bar deciding that he was going to talk to you before the night was done.
You had just finished your song, you hopped off of stage and headed to the bar where there was a drink waiting for you “You here all the time?” A deep scratchy voice asked, it almost gave you the impression that the cords creating it had been burned and when you looked over you realised why. “Well if it isn’t the infamous villain Dabi.” You said as you sipped from your drink “what are you doing here? Talking to little old me?” “Answer my question and I’ll answer yours.” He leant against the bar and you smirked. “I perform here all the time.” You answered “pays well and there are some colourful characters here.” “Mmm.” Dabi hummed “I’m just here on a mission.” “Looking for someone?” You asked as you began to write something on the napkin under your cup. “How did you know that?” He asked. “Well there was someone in here the other day bragging about how he managed to fool the League of Villains and I’m going to guess that he didn’t.” You explained. “He didn’t, the boss has asked me to get rid of him.” Dabi answered. “He's over there, you should get going before you lose him.” You teased, Dabi looked at you one last time before grunting and disappearing into the crowd but not before you slipped a napkin in his pocket with your number and a little message on it.
Dabi had just finished getting rid of the guy that Shigaraki had tasked him with getting rid of, he put his hand in his pocket to get out his phone but it brushed against the napkin in there instead, he frowned before pulling it out ‘come back and see me perform sometime or just call me, names (Y/N)’ the cheeky message written before the number that he assumed was yours so he quickly put your number in his phone before sending you a quick message.
What about a private performance?
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Tomura Shigaraki
🤚 Shigaraki was looking for recruits and Giran was busy, so he had to go looking for himself. Giran had pointed him to an underground bar that a lot of morally questionable people frequented. 🤚 Shigaraki didn’t see anyone that was worth recruiting and he had been there for a couple of hours now. 🤚 The swell of the music drew his attention to the stage where he lays eyes on you “Take the weight off your shoulders, think I need someone older.” he watched as you used your quirk for performance. 🤚 Seeing the way that you used illusions to make your performance a little more interesting, made him want you in the League and he would be damned if he missed the chance to pose it to you.
You walked over to the table where Shigaraki was sitting at “you wanted to speak to me?” You asked as you looked at him. “I want to offer you a new job.” He said as he gestured for you to sit down as you moved to do so one of the men walked past. “(Y/N) you want to come sit with me once you're done here?” He asked. “No, I don’t.” You answered as you sat down. “Who’s this your boyfriend?” He asked. “Leave now before I kill you myself.” Shigaraki spoke as you looked at him eyes widening, you hadn’t expected him to step in at all. As if realising who was sitting opposite you the man scrambled to get away from you disappearing into the crowd. “Thank you.” You said softly. “He was a piece of trash, he didn’t have the right to demand anything from you.” Shigaraki muttered as his eyes followed the man through the crowd. “You said that you had an offer for me?” You asked and he nodded. “I want you to join the league.” He answered. “Me? Why?” You asked. “I saw the illusion that you were using on stage, they could be helpful to us.” He explained. “Would I have to leave this job?” You asked. “I like performing here.” “Well this is a place primarily for villains so performing here shouldn’t be a problem, as long as you’ll be available when you're needed.” He shrugged. “Then I’ll think about it.” You said leaning forward in your chair “I’ll tell you what I’ve decided tomorrow, if you show up.”
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Keigo Takami
🪶 Keigo was supposed to be there to get you out of the bar, you had been placed undercover in the bar while the hero’s association gathered info on the gang operating out of the bar. 🪶 He had seen you a handful of times so he knew who he was looking for but he had never actually seen you perform, he didn’t even know that was what you were doing down here. 🪶 When he got there, he was in casual dress, his feathers scattered around the place looking for the first sign of you or danger. 🪶 His eyes found you on stage the moment that he registered music “I know I'm younger as your lover, but I've always wanted a man.” He literally stopped in his tracks causing the person behind him to bump into him but he couldn’t care less as he watched you.
“You uh, you perform like that all the time?” Keigo asked as he leant against the bar next to you. “What are you doing here?” You asked, taking a more offensive tone to stay in character. “Nothing much, just looking to have some fun.” He answered with a shrug as he leaned forward speaking lower so that you were the only one that heard him “your mission’s done.” “Fun like what No.2?” You asked. “Oh I don’t know, is there anyone around here who can show me?” He asked, taking your drink from you and taking a sip before winking and handing it back. “You're lucky that you're good looking, I’ve crippled men for less.” You warned him drinking the last of your drink as he smirked. “Now, now don’t go making promises that you can’t keep.” He wrapped an arm around your waist as he looked around, no one seemed to be paying either of you any attention but even so he’d keep up the act “how about we get out of here?” “Sure.” You answered.
Once you were outside his feathers gathered to shape the legendary wings “you afraid of heights?” He asked. “No.” You answered. “Hold on tight.” He said softly before shooting off into the air. “What would you do if I said yes?” You asked. “Tell you to close your eyes and hold on tight.” He smirked. “You're actually the worst.” You rolled your eyes. “Well you promised me a good night and we don’t have to report back until the morning so what about getting to know me a little better?” He asked. “Guess that won’t hurt if you're going to be the one that saves me from all my undercover missions.” You shrugged. “I’d like to see you a little more than that.” He admitted. “Would you, We’ll see about that.” You smiled as he continued flying.
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thewriters64 · 2 years
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Non- reactive Yandere Dabi x Y/N. Pt 1?
You had always been this way non- reactive your mother had died at age four and you didn’t cry, you just stood there staring at her body. You were picked on in school no tears were shed no self hatred bloomed.
Your father and sibling called you a freak all you did was stare at them, at first your father thought it had something to do with your quirk.
It was not, it was like something in your brain wasn’t connected right, so when you woke up chained to a bed all you did was sigh.
Looking around the room you noticed it was a bit run down, the paint was faded and there were burn marks on the walls and some on the bed.
The window was small there was a closet door that was shut and the bedroom door was shut and locked, looking at the chains you pulled slightly not expecting them to make a lot of noise.
Hearing the door unlock you stare at the man who stepped in, he was tall with black hair, scars all across his face, he had piercing turquoise eyes that entranced you.
Can you unchain me?
Why so you can escape? He hissed out glaring at you.
No you roll your eyes I have to pee, and I don’t know about you but I don’t have a pissing kink.
He raised his eyebrow and laughed, walking closer he unchained you grabbing your arm he dragged you to the bathroom.
Opening the door you stepped in raising an eyebrow at him, are you going to let me pee alone or are you coming in with me. Looking down at his hand on your arm.
He let go glaring at you some more, walking into the bathroom you shut the door not locking it, having a feeling your capture would become angry.
Stepping out you walk past him and into the kitchen opening the fridge, you noticed it was mostly empty besides a six pack and a pizza.
If I’m going to be here for awhile I need to know your name you ask turning towards him closing the fridge.
Dabi.
Nice to meet you Dabi I’m Y/N but I have a feeling you already know that. You turned your head slightly.
Why aren’t you freaking out confusion written all over his face.
What good would it do? You not going to let me go anytime soon, when’s the last time you ate proper food you look like your starving.
Opening his mouth and closing it all he did was stand there staring at you, he didn’t know what to think of his darling.
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