#dabi saying this before he uses his quirk on you to mark you as HIS

[dabislittlemouse]

tainted angel 🪽 (pt.10)

PART 9 // PART 11 // FULL MASTERLIST

ෆ DABI X HAWKS’ LITTLE SISTER

ෆ cw‼️:this chapter contains only smut, fingering, praising, passionate sex, biting, branding, slight use of Dabi’s quirk.

ෆ A/N: well, it’s finally here!!! I apologise for making you guys wait so long for this, but I was going thru a major writer’s block and had 0 inspiration :( also the picture above was edited by my horny ass. Anyway enjoy this last snack from me to you for this year <3

[Her/Your POV]

Dabi’s room was on the 5th floor. But our patience was running thin as we took the elevator and simply started making out inside, not caring if there were surveillance cameras around. When I pointed that out, Dabi laughed before crashing his lips against mine again.

“I won’t mind giving ‘em a show” he grinned, his kisses tracing further down my neck and collarbone, his scarred hands roaming around my body, itching to completely tear off my dress. If we’d have been inside the elevator any second longer, surely I’d have been naked in front of the people who just appeared when the doors opened. Clumsily I tried to fix my dress, embarrassment crept up my face as they stared at both of us, clothes and hair disshelved and my lipstick already smeared around my lips. It doesn’t take a genius to know what we were doing inside. Though their stares didn’t last much, as they knew to not stare too long when Dabi is around. Like meek scared things they let us both pass through, not saying a word, their silence and nervousness too loud.

But in this very moment, nothing mattered.

The moment Dabi got me to his room, nothing else mattered but him. And the same thing could be said in his case too, the moment he locked that door he pounced on me, back to kissing me feverishly, his warm hands touching and squeezing every inch of my body. Like a hungry animal who’s been left starved for too long, Dabi didn’t even let me to catch my breath as he left his mark wherever he could.

“Been waiting so long for this..” Dabi whispers, his hands squeezing my thighs. He places a kiss on my lips, staring into my eyes.

“Take these off for me… give me a show, pretty girl~”

And with that, he lays down on the bed. I gulp nervously, suddenly feeling all shy in front of him again. How could I not? The way those cerulean eyes wouldn’t leave my body just gave me shivers.

“Unless y’want me to either rip off that pretty dress or burn it.. I’m not a very patient man, doll. And it would be a shame to ruin this dress, really~”

His gaze darkened, he meant what he said. The thought of him using his quirk on me, tearing my clothes off, the danger of it had me scared, and yet again, thrilled too. Aroused even.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Dabi’s hands wander behind my back, finding the zipper of my dress and lowering it just enough for me to undress easier. The rest was left to me, Dabi leaned back, an aroused smirk on his face as he took my nervous expressions.

“D-Don’t look at me like that!” I pout, feeling my face heating up as he chuckles. It’s not everyday I undress myself in front of men, and the way his half lidded eyes stare lustily at me, studying my every move, doesn’t help.

“Ya gettin’ shy on me, doll?” he leans in closer to me, his hands resting on my hips, squeezing a little. “Pretty angel has never done this before? So innocent, can’t even take off her clothes~”

“Dabii!” I whine in frustration while he laughs, placing a kiss on my stomach. His teasing never ends, I’ll end up turning into a puddle on the floor if he keeps up with this.

With Dabi’s help my dress falls down my shoulders, then going lower, exposing my body in front of him until it falls down the floor. I’m still on my lingerie, his warm hands feel even better on my bare skin.

“How have you been hiding all this from me, doll?” he whispers, placing kisses on my stomach and chest, admiring every inch of my body. “So fucking gorgeous…”

He proceeds removing my bra, leaving my tits full on display for him. Instinctively I bring my hands to cover them, but he doesn’t let me.

“Ah, ah.. don’t hide the goods from me” he grins, removing my hands and staring in awe at my tits. He places a soft kiss on my sensitive nipples, which has my whole body electrified, shivering in anticipation and the desire to get more of it. He does it again, taking a nipple between his teeth, nibbling it softly while his hand keeps groping and squeezing my other boob. His tongue laps at my nipple before he goes on to suck it again, evoking a moan out of me. He hums in satisfaction, clearly wanting me to be more noisy. I’m putty in his hands already, with nothing but my panties on, which are already soaked. Dabi stops for a minute before grabbing me and throwing me to the bed, quickly getting on top of me. My hands reach for his shirt, wanting to take that off of him too. But his hands stop me.

“No.. not yet” he whispers, a slight change of mood appearing on his face. I stare back at him confused, and worried if I did something wrong by wanting to remove his shirt.

“I-I’m sorry.. I just-”

“Don’t be angel” he kisses my lips. “This night is for you only.. just sit back and don’t worry your pretty head about anything”

I nod, before responding back. “But- I want to feel you more intimately, just like you’re feeling me. It doesn’t feel right if I am the only one undressed..please..”

Dabi stays silent for a second, contemplating. He lets out a sigh, seeming unsure. Though I can’t understand what really bothers him.

“You’ll get disgusted princess…” he mumbles. “And it’ll ruin the moment…you sure y’want this? My body is not a usual one, it’s not perfect like yours.”

My hands tug at his shirt, now this time it’s me reaching to kiss him.

“I don’t care… I just want you. Every inch of you”

I’m not really sure where this boldness is coming from me, but seeing Dabi, the one who always looks confident, cocky and fearless, now being insecure and unsure for the first time ever…doesn’t sit right with me.

I think it’s right to express how much I need him, no matter what he hides underneath his clothes.

Dabi gives in to my pleas, finally taking off his shirt, and now it’s my turn to stare in awe at his body.

Just like his face, half of his body was scarred too, the staples going down on his chest and stomach, each of them put nicely one after another. The sight is unique, a body like his is definitely not something usual to see. My hand slowly reaches to touch his chest, his body already radiating enough heat. I look at him to make sure if it’s okay for me to touch him, and he lets me, gulping a little when I place my hand and caress him softly.

His toned body entirely decorated with the scared and staples.

He is beautiful. And it’s certain he notices the way I squeeze my legs together while admiring his body. That gives him enough confidence to lean in further, pressing his body against mine, the heat of our bodies transferring into one another as he gives me a deep kiss again. I wrap my legs around his waist, locking him between them and wrapping my arms around his neck, moaning softly in his mouth. His kisses are divine, slow and sloppy, enjoying the taste as his tongue intertwines with mine, eating each of my sounds coming out of my throat. I don’t even notice the way my hips are grinding against his, feeling his growing bulge pressing against my clothed cunt.

“Can’t get enough of these lips..” Dabi whispers between kisses and I hum in response, feeling the same way. His hands continue roaming around my body, squeezing my tits and then going further down my ass and thighs. He gives my ass a light spank, catching me off guard and chuckling at my reaction.

Looking back at Dabi, I can swear I see the faintest blush on his cheeks, right underneath his scars, while his pupils are blown wide. He wants me as much as I want him too, and in this very moment I do not regret anything.

“Spread ‘em nicely for me” he hums, tapping at my thighs. I swallow and nod, slowly spreading my legs in front of him, following his every command, as if hypnotised.

“Good girl” he praises, and I almost moan at the way his voice sounded while saying it. His calloused fingers reach to grab at my panties, slowly taking them off. My wetness sticks to the fabric, I feel ashamed of how soaked I am for him.

“Shit baby..” Dabi grunts, his fingers pressing against my slit, then slowly rubbing my clit. “No need for any preparation at all, you’re already drenched. And all we did was just kiss, is that all it took?”

My frown doesn’t go unnoticed by him, his teasing turning my face red and I avert my gaze away from him. But Dabi brings my attention back at him again as he plunges his fingers deep inside, getting a high pitched moan out of my mouth at the sudden action. Two of his fingers, and I already feel full.

“Look at me..” he whispers, making me lock his eyes with his. With his thumb he rubs my clit in circles, carefully watching my movements and what made my body tick. I can see his bulge, already hard and begging to get out of his pants. I gulp at the huge size of it, wondering how will I even take him when it only took him two fingers to make me feel full.

I already feel the knot forming in my stomach as he continues fingering me, finding those spots that are making me squirm and moan breathlessly. He licks his lips at the sight, my hand grabbing his wrist, wanting him to go faster, harder until I cum.

“Greedy aren’t we?” Dabi taunts, the movements of his fingers sliding in and out my soaked hole becoming faster. He eagerly looks at the way my hips buck up and my legs tremble as I reach my high. I cum with a choked moan of his name between my lips, my eyes rolling back in pleasure as I ride out my orgasm on his fingers.

“Good.. that’s very good” Dabi grins, taking out his fingers and licking the juices off them, moaning at the taste.

“I love the way you say my name, angel. I wanna hear it more..”

Not wasting any second further, Dabi unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. As he lowers his boxers, my mouth falls open and my eyes widen as I look at him.

Fuck, he is indeed so big.

His cock, long and slightly curved, his veins popping out, connecting to his red tip already leaking precum. And most importantly, the piercings decorating his shaft, one by one they almost shine in the dimly lit room. Dabi strokes his cock slowly in front of me, a lazy grin spreading on his face.

“Like what you see, sweetheart? Though you seem kinda nervous” he adds. “Don’t let the piercings intimidate ya, these are just for fun.”

“N-No that’s not it” I blush. “It’s just that- well, with your fingers I already felt full. And now..”

Understanding what I meant, Dabi leans in to give me a kiss, positioning himself between my legs.

“Don’t worry, it will fit,” he whispers between kisses, gently biting my lip. “And if it doesn’t.. then I’ll make it fit. And you’ll take it all like a good girl, yes angel?”

“Yes Dabi...” I sigh, already feeling the heat coming back again, needy for more than just his fingers. He smears the tip against my folds, teasing me further while placing open mouthed kisses on my neck. My breathing gets harder, I buck my hips up to get more friction of his cock. He presses his tip against my entrance, slowly pushing it inside. I can already feel the stretch, my nails dig on his shoulders as I try to take all of him, inch by inch.

“Relax, doll” he says through gritted teeth. “Fuuuck you’re so damn tight, squeezin’ me like that..”

He gives me some time to get used to his size, before moving and sliding it in and out, putting on a steady pace. His hands grip my thighs firmly, keeping them spread.

“Nghh you suck me in so good, angel…” Dabi grunts in my ear, speeding up his pace. “Milking me dry like that”

My moans and whines get louder as he goes in and out of me, faster and deeper, I can feel each one of his piercings against my walls and the tip of his cock hitting every spot that makes me see stars.

“Harder…p-please!” I moan in his ear. Dabi is huge compared to me, his body overpowering mine, his hands easily keeping both my wrists above my head.

Hearing my words, he proceeds to put both my legs on top of his broad shoulders, the new position making me feel him way deeper inside of me.

“Like that baby?” he groans, the sound of his hips slamming against me now getting louder and faster, sweat and steam coming off his heated body.

“Y-Yes!!”

He reaches in to kiss me, his kiss so suffocating and possessive I almost choke on it, I have nowhere to escape as he keeps both my hands and legs locked in his grasp. I feel his hand on my thigh heating up more, slowly burning me on the process, though I am so high on pleasure that the pain only adds more to it. It’s all hot and steamy, his quirk adding more to the heat enveloping our bodies as we both reach our high. Dabi could easily ruin me, and in the state I am now, I don’t think I would even mind.

I almost want him to ruin me.

His fingers reach to play with my sore clit, and I feel myself breaking again.

“M’gonna cum!” I cry out, biting down on his shoulder.

“Go on, angel. Cum for me..” Dabi bites me back, already leaving hickeys on my neck. “That’s it, baby, squeeze me more- fuck- this fuckin’ pussy’s so damn good..”

He is clearly lost in pleasure as his hips begin to stutter, his breathing getting harder and his cock pulsating inside of me. His words and voice are enough to send me over the edge, orgasm crashing through me as I cum all over his length. The sounds he gets out of me are lewd and sinful, having the man I desire inside of me feels like heaven on earth.

“Mmhm that’s it, that’s my good girl” he praises, making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. “Shit, gonna cum too fuckin’ take it-”

He comes inside of me with a loud groan, spurting hot cum deep inside of me and painting my walls white, so much to the point it starts leaking out.

“Take it all” he breathes out, lazily moving his hips and fucking all the cum back inside of me. I let him do as he pleases, completely worn out and just letting out soft whines from feeling so good and full.

We both take a minute to catch our breath, him still inside of me without moving.

“You okay, angel?” he whispers softly, removing strands of hair sticking on my forehead.

“Y-Yeah” I swallow, looking at his eyes. “You made me feel so good…”

Dabi grins, kissing me on the lips and stroking my cheek. We stay like this for a few more minutes, relaxing on each other’s touch and kisses.

Though my eyes widen as I feel him rock hard inside of me again, and he chuckles, staring back at me.

“Ready for round two, princess?”

🏷️ tags: @touyalove @awalkingshame @dabihawksluva @dabislittlebeaniebaby @scariusaquarius @syrenkitsune (if anyone wanna be removed or added to the taglist let me know!)

[hana-no-seiiki]

Yoooo idk if you know what my hero academia is but what about a batsib( platonic) who’s a lot like dabi. Abused all there life has blue fire burns all over them. Abnormal body heat. Who would be more interesting in the fire? Who would help batsib take care of there burns. HOW WOULD THEY REACT TO THE STABLES COMING OFF!!!

Just the amount of chaos has me foaming out the mouth. 

YANDERE BATFAM + YANDERE TODOROKI CLAN x READER

I tweaked your request a bit and added yan todo clan into the mix if you don’t mind anon? if you rather a version without them then feel free to request again!

I’ll prolly do a part two of this to expand more on the Todo family, Tim, Dick, and Bruce but who knows what my ADHD will hyperfixate on next.

God can I just say that I love Todoroki Clan v Batfam fics. However few and far between they are so I’ll be writing this with a Todoroki! Reader in mind. Perhaps a twin of Dabi.

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Humans have a natural, visceral attraction to fire. One can’t help but be drawn to its glow.

You were born as Touya’s (fraternal) twin except your power didn’t have to rely on emotions.

You burned the day you were born. Hurting your mother in the process. Scalding her skin as she desperately tried to feed you despite the danger it meant to her well-being.

In spite of her growing hatred for her husband, you managed to sear your way into her heart and make your mark.

Rei adored you. You looked the most like her underneath all the flames and charred skin. She would coo at you while glaring at her failures. She would run her hands through your hair while the room slowly froze when hearing about that kid who asked for your hand in marriage.

You were her precious gem. A jewel amongst the icky, dark, coal the others call her children. She would do anything for you. Anything.

Enji had to admit. He loved you more than his ambitions himself. He abhorred the pained screams you’d make whenever you tried using your powers. Luckily, unlike his eldest son, you were much more susceptible to the idea of not becoming a hero. All of his attempts at another heir were all in hopes that you didn’t have to face the horrid world of villains.

Touya admired you ever since you two were little. Your parents would often speak of how he’d cry whenever you two were separated. Of how he’d wail whenever you’d get burnt by your own quirk as if he was the one who was hurt.

As you grew up, he grew distant. Envious of your flames that were already so strong. Angry that you born several steps ahead of him regardless of being his twin.

Natsuo and Fuyumi bore the brunt of his complaints. His parents were too entranced by your being so who else did he have to talk to?

It all came to a climax when Shouto gained his quirk. You’d never forget the hope draining from your twin’s visage. The flames that surrounded the two of you when he dragged you out into the woods only to take an attempt at your life.

As darkness consumed your vision, you reach out to your brother’s face and choked out as the smoke covered the two of you.

“I will . . . always . . . love you.”

You awoke to your parents in tears, the news that your twin’s body was never found, and your belongings packed in several bags.

You were to study far away. Have a new start. Where you’d forget your brother.

Gotham.

It was a place known for its crime rate, but Enji’s close friend Bruce promised he’d take care of you while you’re here.

You were greeted by one of his sons, Tim. He was around Fuyumi’s age and was utterly fascinated by your powers.

Through him you were able to appreciate your flames a little more. It was hard not to get close to him. You attended classes together, ate together, played together. He even made you equipment and salves that would ease the burns.

It wasn’t long before you found out about his vigilante persona and thus Bruce’s. But for the sake of safety (your own and their’s) you decided to keep that fact to yourself.

Dick often came by once in a while. It was rare but his visits started to become the highlights of your stay in Gotham. He was fun and energetic. Tim and Bruce were great and all but they always had an air of seriousness that reminded you all too well of your family back in Japan.

He’d often sneak you out and teach you some acrobatic moves. Through process of searching good old google about the Robins, you figured out he was Nightwing after a short while.

Although you absolutely despised them now, you couldn’t deny them their credit for reigniting your passion for heroics.

You started training on your own. Control was something you had already practiced in the past. You knew how to stop the flames when it flared up too much. But you never really got to the point of using it for attacks and combat.

You didn’t really get that far. The most you could do without getting suspicious was to ask your father for a tutor in self defense while only adding some of your flames for the extra damage.

Not to mention the fact that a fire based vigilante would definitely raise flags for the family you’ve been living with.

So you started your “hero” life without using much of your flames until such a time that you were able to either go back to Japan or move out to another state.

That’s when you met Jason. You didn’t know much about him at first. Only that he killed a bunch of the thugs that you were trying to handle on your own.

Without him you’d probably have been dead several times by now.

Thus you took it upon yourself to help him in any way you can.

From being a hindrance you slowly started becoming an essential asset to Jason’s patrols. So much so that he often would blow up if you disappeared for a week only to apologize profusely and buy you pizza when he found out you were gone because of exams.

Jason also made you discover a very important part of your power. While your quirk didn’t rely on emotions to be strong within itself, emotions still played a huge part of it.

And as he slowly placed his lips upon yours, a wall of flame sets off.

You never returned to him after that day.

Around your early adulthood, Damian was taken into the household.

It wasn’t that long before you figured out he had no filter and a lot of ego to boot.

He reminded you a lot of a cat. Your parents would never let you adopt one out of fear for you being scratched, or worse a cat barbecue so you often projected that childhood desire of yours to him.

So while he’d hurt you both physically and emotionally, you in turn would return whatever he gave with love and headpats.

It annoyed him to no end. Who were you to treat him like a baby? If it weren’t for your flames he could probably have you on the floor in a minute tops.

But whenever you’d disappear he realizes how much he enjoys your presence.

He was there when you came back after your encounter with Jason. Your burnt and tattered clothes.

He saw the news. He knew that you’ve been going out to save civilians with one of his predecessors. He knew all about your past and your powers.

And he knew that from this day forth, you were never going to leave the manor ever again.

GENERAL BATFAM TAGLIST: @the-sander-fander

[thecuriousquest]

I’ll be Good, Masters

@msfantasy

Warnings: Yandere themes, implied kidnapping, non con, violence, drowning

This is my first time writing non con. I don’t know if I’ll be posting this kind of content regularly. It will depend on if you like it. Let me know by leaving likes or comments.

Summary: In the week that you’ve spent as Keigo and Dabi’s captive, you come to realize your new role as their sex toy.

Checkout my Master Link here.

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You aren’t sure why you need both a gag and a metal mask covering the lower half of your face. One acts as a biting deterrent, a muzzle if you will. The other keeps you from voicing your opinions. It must be to further humiliate you.

Keigo and Dabi love to degrade you. You’ve seen that in the week you’ve spent with them. You’re strapped to that damn chair with the harness, your hands captured by those steel tubes so you can’t use your quirk. It’s honestly humiliating.

“What’s our mockingbird been up to today?” Keigo asks, teasing you.

He knows exactly what you’ve been up to. You’ve been sitting here for who knows how long, hating every second of it.

You growl at him, knowing he won’t be able to understand anything you have to say, yet furiously voicing your opinion about this entire ordeal.

“Aw, I think Doll Face has something to say,” Dabi quips.

He touches your greasy hair, and you recoil instantly. He grabs you by your oily strands and pulls your cheek towards him. “We have a nice surprise for you today. Wanna know what it is?”

Groaning at the strain on your scalp and neck, you look at him with pleading eyes, begging him to say whatever he wants you to know so that he can let go of you. After a couple of moments pass, you close your eyes, trying to breathe through the pain.

“We’re giving you…a bath!”

Your eyes grow wide with trepidation. You can’t shake your head because of the grip he still has on your hair. They’ve already violated you enough when they took your freedom away and reduced you to a little muzzled sex toy.

“Come on, don’t be like that. We’re doing this for you. It’ll be fun and relaxing,” Keigo tries to convince you.

“Whether you want it or not, you’re getting one,” Dabi cuts in.

The patch work man slips a quirk cancelling cuff onto your arm before releasing you from the chair. He has options of how to keep you locked up, but Dabi and Keigo prefer the chair because it makes you look so vulnerable.

Keigo is the one that removes the muzzle. You feel a weight instantly lift from your body, and you massage your sore jaw and cheeks. He reaches behind you to undo the tie from the gag, but he stops working at the knot for a second.

“If I undo the gag, are you going to behave?”

You look down and nod. You don’t want to start crying, but you could at any moment.

“Good girl.” He resumes untying the knot behind your head.

Your face is so sore from having that gag and muzzle on more often than not. The only times they take it off is when they feed or fuck you.

Dabi and Keigo begin undressing you, and you’re not happy about it. You try to step away from them.

“I can do it!” You shout at them.

It earns you a sharp look from both of them. You know that look. Nothing good ever comes from that glare.

In a swift movement, your arms are pinned above your head by feathers, and Dabi starts slapping your skin with a fire covered palm. Anywhere he can reach, he hits.

Now, your tears start falling. You’re already sporting so many burn marks and bruises, especially on your arms and inner thighs. How could you have been so stupid as to try and fight?

“I thought you said you would behave?” Keigo reprimands you like a child.

“I will! I’m sorry! H-hurts!”

Dabi licks his lips as he runs a flaming finger up your waist. “You gonna be good for us? Gonna let us strip you?”

Your nodding is frantic, just wanting the pain to cease.

“Yes! Yes, Masters! I’ll be good!”

The duo smiles at you, daring you to make another idiotic move just so they can fulfill another sadistic fantasy.

You let them strip you. You have to force yourself to look at the ceiling just so that you don’t piss them off any further by saying or doing something stupid. Not realizing your legs are clenched and quaking, Dabi spanks your inner thigh in order to get you to open them so that he can remove your jeans.

The feathered hero takes your dirty clothes and puts them in a pile in the room along with your shoes. He picks you up, carrying you bridal style to the bathroom.

“See, we have nice soaps and hair products for you. Wasn’t that nice of us?”

When you don’t respond, the hero grabs your sore jaw and asks again, “Wasn’t it?”

“It was nice. Thank you!”

Dabi mockingly pouts. “What happened to calling us ‘Masters’?”

You could kill him. You could punch his lights out, but fighting them is fruitless without your goddamn quirk. “Thank you, Masters…”

“It’s not so hard once you obey.” Keigo gives you a soft kiss on your cheek.

The bath is sudsy and warm on your sore muscles. Being in Keigo’s penthouse means that the bath is huge, it’s big enough…for three people. Dabi and Keigo get in with you. You’re tucked between both of them as they touch you.

You can’t help but flinch, and that’s your next big mistake.

Dabi sighs and puts his big hand on top of your head before pushing you under. You thrash around, water and soap spilling over the tub. Oxygen is the only thing on your mind, lungs burning with an ache for air.

“Wonder how long she’ll keep going for,” is all the pro hero says.

The villain smirks and watches your hands breaking the surface of the water. You know you should try to conserve your energy, but you’re caught in a panic. What if he doesn’t let you up in time?

Dabi knows just when to release you from your water prison though. He waits until your hands stop moving as much, and just when they’re about to stop waving around all together, that’s when he lets you up for air.

You spit water and soap. It tastes awful. It’s so bitter that you can’t stand it. You cry out as you clutch your pain-filled chest.

They pull you back in between them. Dabi wraps an arm around you while Keigo gets a wash cloth and begins cleaning you up.

For the rest of the bath, you remain quiet and force yourself to stay still. You just want to relax so badly, but you never can around them.

Keigo tuts at you. “She’s not relaxing.”

Somehow, you manage to tense up even more.

“Well, that’s not good.” Dabi curls you towards him even more. “What’s the matter? Still mad at me?”

You look up at him with fearful eyes. “Master…I’m sorry. I’ll try to relax.” You do your best to unclench your muscles.

“That a girl, Doll Face.” Burnt flesh presses against your neck as the villain kisses you.

You think about how it was raining the day before you were kidnapped. How it was oddly sunny before a huge thunderstorm dominated the sky. You didn’t understand it, but you didn’t mind either. Nature was sometimes just weird.

Thoughts like this help you get through the bath. It helps you get through Keigo massaging your clit into an orgasm. It helps you get through Dabi nipping at your throat while he gropes your breasts rather harshly. You give no reaction, so you aren’t punished, and that thought at least keeps your imagination running far away from your current situation.

You’re completely helpless as Dabi lifts you from the bath and towel dries you.

“We have another little surprise for you. After you eat, we’re going to play a game of hide and go seek. You hide, and whichever one of us finds you first gets to fuck you while the other watches. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

Not wanting another aching grip on your jaw, you nod and lie. “Yes, Master Dabi. That sounds like fun.” A bundle of nerves shiver at the idea of getting caught by him. At least with Keigo, you know he won’t burn you. He might slap you or spank you, but there won’t be fire involved.

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“Alright, ready or not, here we come!” Keigo yells in the lofty apartment.

It’s extremely spacious, made for his wings in mind, decorated by reputable interior designers. You decide to take refuge underneath the bed. It’s low, and you hope they won’t think you’re underneath it.

Every time you hear footsteps grow near, your heart stops. You hold your breath until the footsteps fade. This cycle endures for a while, and you’re caught in a state of paralysis, unable to even move your hand to cover your mouth, too fear stricken to let out more than a shallow breath.

Screaming as someone grabs your ankle, you’re pulled out from underneath the bed.

“That was fun. We can play another game later. Maybe Dabi will win that one?” Keigo’s eyes scream predator as his gaze lingers on your body.

“Damnit. I was really hoping I’d find her. Guess I better make myself comfortable.” Dabi sits down on a soft leather chair across from the bed.

Pulling you towards him, the hero tilts your chin up. “Don’t worry, Mockingbird, I’ll take care of your pretty pussy.”

And all you can say is, “Yes, Master Keigo.”

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

For my own entertainment I wish the weird man to weird man mental communication in bnha was unhelpful, to the point it showed both Tomura and Deku the most useless but funny (maybe even the small and horrifying) memories they own.

I want to know the silly things. How lame Tomura was at first when he started playing video games. How many times Deku fell on his ass when he was training to control OFA. Want them to realize that they had the same favorite show when they were little kids. I want them to be the loser nerds they both are, for their feelings of inadequacy to mix 'til they can see their reflection in each other.

Mind sharing the big events is cool and all, but it's the little things that made them so similar, at least similar enough to understand where their paths changed along the way.

Deku gets glimpses of Tomura's teenage years and realizes he never ever talked to other people his age except from texting in videogame chats. You could say that Dabi and Toga were his first "friends" in around 15 years... Meanwhile, Tomura gets glimpses of how many times Deku was told to kill himself over the years 'cause he didn't have a quirk, how many times he went home rejected, forgotten, humiliated.

Kid Deku and teen Tomura watching the same All Might video in different pcs in different rooms and sitting on different chairs. Wondering why he was not enough to be saved / wondering when would it be his turn to save people and make them smile. Deku and Tomura walking the streets alone, one of them looking at the wonders of the world in the sky while the other keeps his eyes on the ground to mitigate the hatred of the world flowing in his veins. Deku and Tomura eating alone, researching alone, breaking down on a corner where no one can see it, because there's no one to listen to their burdens and no one to understand their hurt and no one who would see past the superficial, no one who would look at them and say "hey, this kid can do whatever he want to do in life, he was made for greatness!"

Kid Tomura playing with Nomus to not play alone. Kid Deku memorizing random facts in the hope to impress his peers, but they never talk to him. The last time Tomura was hugged at 5 years old. Deku in his almost-vigilante era, cold, lonely and tired of carrying the weight of the world in his shoulders at 17 years old. All the injuries Tomura got used to because he couldn't care less about the pain at that point in time. All the times Deku almost lost an arm trying to prove he belonged at UA with all the other future heroes. The anxiety of sitting in the backyard through the rain, watching how your family is dry and safe inside the house, not you; you have no place among them. The anxiety of a bedroom that no other kid visits, a collection of All Might toys to no one to play with, no one to share your joy or sadness, no one who cares 'bout you besides your mom.

I want them to share the little things, stupid and funny and joyful, depressing and heartbreaking. I want them to share all the moments no one else knows about— to peek behind the curtains that mark them as heroes and villains, but also behind the person they project to their friends and all the people on their side. Like I said before, I know that the big moments are important. It's just that for me, the details make it so much meaningful...

[thesakuragarnet]

Say My F*ck!ng Name (Spies AU)

Summary: Dabi feels the need to prove his loyalty to his partner.

THIS WORK IS 18+ ONLY! S3XUAL TAGS WILL BE HIDDEN BELOW THE KEEP READING BUTTON!

Non-Spicy Tags: Dabi X Fem! Reader, 3rd person POV, swearing, alternate universe (spies and secret agents), heavy smvt, smvt, established relationship

Word Count: 1,512 words

AO3 link

Spicy Tags: dom/sub, dom top Dabi, d0ggy style, over$t!mulation, vag!nal f!ngering, vag!nal s3x, quirk use during s3x, multiple 0rga$ms, praise k!nk, teasing, 0ral s3x, cunn!l!ngus

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Her heart was racing. She couldn't find the briefcase. She'd looked everywhere. Under every seat on the plane. In the other hotel rooms. It was nowhere. She looks under the bed in her hotel room, making one last-ditch effort when she hears a pair of boots click behind her. 

"It's right here." His gravelly voice purrs as she stands up and whirls around. It's Dabi: her partner. Her lover.

"You mean to tell me you had it the whole time?! Are you even on our side anymore?!" She snaps, and, suddenly, his amused expression turns into a cruel, haunting stare. 

"Are you really doubting my loyalty to you?" He slowly asks, taking a dangerous step toward her that almost makes her fall backward onto the bed. 

"Uhh-I-" The woman stutters, but Dabi cuts her off, harshly grabbing her by the sleeve of her jacket. His face is mere inches from hers. 

"I guess I have to show you just how far I'll really go for you, princess," He chuckles darkly, and, in a split second, he's all over her. His hands harshly grasp fistfuls of the back of her leather jacket, threatening to rip it from her body as they passionately kiss. She sheds the jacket without breaking the kiss as he slips his warm tongue into her mouth, and his hands find their way to her breasts before he firmly grabs the edge of her tank top. 

RRRRRIIIP!

The sounds of ripping cloth cut through the air as Dabi tears the clothes right off her body, throwing the shreds over his shoulder as he unclasps her bra and tosses that aside as well. He breaks the sloppy kiss, shrugging his leather jacket off. 

"Clothes off. Get on the bed," Dabi commands without hesitation as he starts removing his shirt, and she hurriedly takes off her pants, barely slipping off her panties in time for her boyfriend to pounce on her. A deep, raspy laugh echoes through the room as he forcibly spreads her legs, his fingernails digging into her thighs as his alluring blue eyes gaze up at her; his lips are only a few inches away, purposefully teasing. He sighs, letting her feel his hot breath against her slit, and she shivers beneath his possessive stare. 

"Oh, I'm sorry. Do you want me to do something?" He smirks mockingly, pretending to be confused. His partner practically squirms, loathing the tension Dabi's drawing out. His eyes flicker from the lewd display in front of him back up to her face. 

"I don't think you're quite ready for that, yet," Dabi slowly sneers, taking his time as he climbs up over her until they're face-to-face, his hands on either side of her head. She sharply inhales as his tip brushes up against her clit, and Dabi's eyes show pure amusement. 

"You're really that down bad, huh, princess?" Dabi snickers before planting a lustful kiss on her lips. Slowly, he plants kisses down her chin to her neck, his warm tongue delicately tracing over her skin as he drags his rough hands down her body, stopping at her breasts. His girlfriend winces in pain as he sinks his teeth into her neck, biting just hard enough to not draw blood as his heated fingertips play with her nipples. A moan escapes her as he marks her skin until a trail of maroon splashes and bitemarks leads to her chest. Dabi stares up at her with a look of obsession as he starts sucking on her tit, teeth grazing the nipple as he continues to torture the other one with his fingers. Slowly, Dabi snakes his other hand down her body, and his partner gasps when she feels his fingers sliding up and down her cunt. He immediately pulls away from her. 

"Oh, you're definitely ready," The scarred man remarks curtly as he backtracks, pulling her to the edge of the bed as he gets on his knees. Before she can react, he pulls her legs over his shoulders and effortlessly plunges his tongue inside her, making her cry out his name. Her fingers run through his black hair as she feels the sweet combination of the cold staples pressing up against her inner thighs mixed with the indescribable warmth of his mouth. Dabi fluidly flexes his tongue, groaning at her taste as his eyes flutter shut. He replaces his tongue with two of his fingers, curling gently inside her as he presses his lips to her clit. Dabi's partner crosses her ankles behind his neck, locking him into her, and he swirls his tongue deliberately. His name falls from her lips, pitching higher and higher as he feels her tensing up around his grip. 

"Come for me, baby. I'm not gonna stop until you do, and even then I'm not gonna fucking stop," He hurriedly mutters between sloppy, torturous licks, slowly pumping his fingers inside her. 

"TOYA!" She screams her love's name in pleasure, hands turning to fists in the sheets as her body practically convulses with the climax. Dabi's eyes roll back into his head as he immediately grabs her stomach with his other hand, hungrily lapping her up like a starving animal. His girlfriend turns into a stuttering mess, her cheeks flushed and her body shaking as Dabi continues overstimulating her. Her rapid-fire high-pitched sighs slow down as he stops, clearing his throat before slowly slipping his fingers out of her. His partner trembles beneath his passionate gaze, staring up at him with wide eyes as he purposefully sucks his fingers clean of her and wipes the slick off of his mouth with his arm. 

"So fucking delicious," He huffs before standing up, giving her full view of his arousal. 

"Turn over. I'm gonna let you muffle your screams. You're not gonna be ready, but you're gonna love it," Dabi growls, and she complies, her body shaking as she gets on all fours. She cries out as he pushes into her inch by inch until they're skin to skin. His fingers trace down her spine, just hot enough to not blemish her skin, subtly threatening, yet, simultaneously representing intense trust. Without warning, his hips snap against her, his thrusts deep and intentional. Before she can scream, his hand wraps around the back of her neck, forcing her face into the pillow. 

"Safeword is water. Don't let me suffocate you, princess," Dabi pants loud enough to ensure she'll hear, and he sees her spastically nod beneath his grip. He squeezes her neck once before letting go, moving his hand back to dig into her thighs as he ruts into her. He can hear her muffled curses and moans. 

"Lemme hear you say my fucking name," He growls, picking up the pace as he lifts up a hand, spitting on his fingers before reaching around to rub circles on her clit. 

"TOYA!"

The word is unmistakable, even with the pillow, and it makes a cruel smirk spread across Dabi's face. He loves hearing her say it. She's the only one who's allowed to. He maintains his rhythm as he feels her tightening up around him. 

"Come for me. Be a good girl and come for me. Fuck, I love watching you fall apart. All for me," He groans lustfully, and he hears her faint moans growing louder and faster. He needs to hear her. Dabi reaches for her, tightly gripping her shoulder and roughly pulling her toward him so that her back is up against his chest. 

"Such a fucking good girl. Let it all out. Let those pretty little noises out for me," Dabi commands as he bends down to suck on her neck, one arm draped across her chest as he holds her up against him while his other hand continues to stimulate her swollen clit. His girlfriend moans over and over, and he breathes his name in as it falls from her lips. Dabi feels her clamping down on him, and it sends him over the edge. Slowly, he rocks his hips to a halt before pulling out of her, still keeping her locked in the safety of his arms. He leans back, slowly lying down on the bed, bringing her down with him as he nuzzles into the top of her head. She's shaking, practically stuttering from the overwhelming pleasure. She's impossibly warm and impossibly enamored. 

"Shhhh," Dabi hushes, releasing the harshness of his grip and gently rubbing her arms, trying to coax her down from the high as his own brain fog clouds his head. 

"W-we have to m-meet-" His partner starts stammering, and he turns her to face him, gently silencing her with a kiss. She melts into his tender embrace, hands lovingly tracing the scars on his arms and chest. Dabi breaks the kiss, his glowing cerulean eyes gazing into hers. 

"They can be on our timetable. We're the ones with the case. Get some rest," He murmurs, reaching down to yank the throw blanket over the top of them. She rests her head atop his chest, falling asleep to the sound of her lover's heartbeat. 

[pikahlua]

MHA Chapter 393 spoilers translations (no images)

Apparently Horikoshi got a little too horny this week and his art tripped the boob-alert censors, so here’s an image-free transcript of the chapter 393 rough translations.

To view the image version that has been marked by the mature filter, click here.

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1 そういやトガちゃんって souiya Toga-chan tte Come to think of it, Toga-chan,

2 敵名つけねえの？ ヴィランめいつけねえの？ VIRAN-mei tsukenee no? can’t you [use] a villain name?

tagline 1 ありし日の敵連合ーー ありしひのヴィランれんごうーー arishi hi no VIRAN rengou-- The League of Villains from days gone by--

tagline 2 No.393 少女のエゴ　　堀越耕平 ナンバー393 しょうじょのエゴ　　ほりこしこうへい NANBAA 393 shoujo no EGO   Horikoshi Kouhei No. 393 A Girl’s Ego  Kouhei Horikoshi

3 確かに たしかに tashika ni “It’s certainly true.”

4 そーいやおまえとウチのボスくらいだな sooiya omae to UCHI no BOSU kurai da na “That’s right, you and our boss”

5 敵名が無いの ヴィランめいがないの VIRAN-mei ga nai no “have no villain names.”

6 つけよーぜ tsukeyoo ze “Use one!”

7 いらねーよ iranee yo “They don’t need it!”

8 やです ya desu “Don’t want one.”

9 あった方が箔つくよ あったほうがはくつくよ atta hou ga haku tsuku yo “It’d be more prestigious to have one!”

10 「女吸血鬼カーミラ」…！ 「おんなきゅうけつきカーミラ」…！ 「onna kyuuketsuki KAAMIRA」...! “The Woman Vampire Carmilla...!”

11 「血う血う」 「ちうちう」 「chiu chiu」 “Bloody kiss.” (Note: This is actually a pun on the word “chiu” which is what Toga says as an onomatopoeia for sucking blood. It sounds like “suck” and “smooch.” Twice has squeezed in the kanji for “blood” for the pun.)

12 「ピカちう」 「PIKAchiu」 “Pikasmooch!” (Note: Same pun as the previous line.)

13 や ya “NO.”

14 下らねぇ くだらねぇ kudaranee “How worthless.”

15 個性届制定前までの名残だろ客喜ばせるだけだ こせいとどけせいていまえまでのなごりだろきゃくよろこばせるだけだ kosei todoke seiteimae made no nagori daro kyaku yorokobaseru dake da “It’s only a relic from before the enactment of the Quirk Registry, just to please people.”

16 「荼毘」が言うなよ 「だび」がいうなよ 「Dabi」 ga iuna yo Literal. “Don’t say that, ‘Dabi.’” Context. “You don’t get to say that, ‘Cremation.’” (Note: The implication is that Dabi’s villain name is pretty uninspired or boring.)

17 本名未だた知らねー ほんみょういまだにしらねー honmyou ima da ni shiranee “We still don’t know your real name.”

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1 昔は"ヒーロー""敵"に違いなんかなかったんだってな むかしは"ヒーロー""ヴィラン"にちがいなんかなかったんだってな mukashi wa “HIIROO” “VIRAN” ni chigai nanka nakattanda tte na “Long ago, there wasn’t a difference between ‘heroes’ and ‘villains.’”

2 一説によると いっせつによると issetsu ni yoru to “According to one theory,”

3 得体の知れねぇ敵対者への仮称が始まりだったそうだ えたいのしれねぇてきたいしゃへのかしょうがはじまりだったそうだ etai no shirenee tekitaisha e no kashou ga hajimari datta sou da “it seems like they were tentative names given to mysterious adversaries.”

4 そこから素性素性隠しに自ら渾名を名乗る者が現れたと… そこからすじょうがくしにみずからあだなをなのるものがあらわれたと… soko kara sujougakushi ni mizukara adana wo nanoru mono ga arawareta to... “From there, people appeared who gave themselves nicknames to hide their identities...”

5 生き抜く為に被った別人の皮が いきぬくためにかぶったべつじんのかわが ikinuku tame ni kabutta betsujin no kawa ga “while others wore masks in order to survive,”

6 いつしかコミックに倣った"記号"となった いつしかコミックにならった"きごう"となった itsu shika KOMIKKU ni naratta “kigou” to natta “and eventually they became ‘symbols’ that imitated comic books.”

7 世界がコミックになったのは"名乗り"が原因って説さ せかいがコミックになったのは"なのり"がげんいんってせつさ sekai ga KOMIKKU ni natta no wa “nanori” ga gen’in tte setsusa “It’s said that [those] code names were the cause of the world becoming like comic books.”

8 俺ぁいいや おれぁいいや orea iiya “I don’t need one.” (Note: Literally he’s just saying “Me, no.”)

9 かっこいいと思うけど かっこいいとおもうけど kakko ii to omou kedo “Although I do think they’re cool.”

10 キャッ！ KYA! “Hyup!” (Note: This is really just a nonsense word for Toga to shout as she leaps up.)

11 だから連合入ったの！ だかられんごうはいったの！ dakara rengou haitta no! “That’s why I joined the league!”

12 生きにくいです！ いきにくいです！ iki nikui desu! It’s hard to live!

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1 私は わたしは watashi wa “I”

2 トガヒミコとして生きるのです トガヒミコとしていきるのです TOGA HIMIKO to shite ikiru no desu “live as Himiko Toga.”

3-4 そっちの尺度で私を可哀想にするな‼︎ そっちのルールでわたしをかわいそうにするな‼︎ socchi no RUURU (kanji: shakudo) de watashi wo kawaisou ni suruna!! “Don’t make me a pitiable person by those rules (read as: standards)!!”

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1-2 同情なんかじゃ…ない…！ どうじょうなんかじゃ…ない…！ doujou nanka ja...nai...! “I am not...sympathetic...!”

3 触られた さわられた sawarareta I was touched

4 …でも今浮かされる事自体にリスクはない …でもいまうかされることじたいにリスクはない ...demo ima ukasareru koto jitai ni RISUKU wa nai ...but being made to float now isn’t by itself a risk.

5 耳当たりの良いこと言ったって みみあたりのいいこといったって mimi atari no ii koto itta tte “You have something that’s nice to hear?”

6 結局檻に入れて死刑でしょう…⁉︎ けっきょくおりにいれてしけいでしょう…⁉︎ kekkyoku ori ni irete shikei deshou...!? “In the end, won’t you put me in a cage and sentence me to death...!?”

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1-2 でなければ仁くんのように殺すだけだ！ でなければじんくんのようにころすだけだ！ denakereba Jin-kun no you ni korosu dake da! “If not that, then you’ll just kill me like [you did] Jin-kun!”

3 勝つか負けるか かつかまけるか katsu ka makeru ka “Win or lose,”

4 生きるか いきるか ikiru ka “live or”

5 死ぬか しぬか shinu ka “die,”

6 生存競争なんだよこれはもう‼︎ せいぞんきょうぞうなんだよこれはもう‼︎ seizon kyouzou nanda yo kore wa mou!! “this is already a competition for survival!!”

7 ハッ HA “Hah” (Note: This is a sound for panting/gasping.)

8 それ…っ sore... “That...”

9 ハァ HAA “haah” (Note: This is a sound for panting/gasping.)

10 は wa “is”

11 お互いっ"当たり前"だね おたがいっ"あたりまえ"だね otagai “atari mae” da ne “true for us both.”

12 ーー‼︎ 同情じゃないなら ーー‼︎ どうじょうじゃないなら --!! doujou ja nai nara “--!! If it’s not sympathy,”

13 ただのエゴだ…‼︎ tada no EGO da...!! “then it’s just ego...!!”

14 互いにそうならーー たがいにそうならーー tagai ni sou nara-- “If that’s true for both of us--”

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1 "我我は大勢であるがゆえに"‼︎ "サッドマンズレギオン"‼︎ “SADDO MANZU REGION (kanji: wareware wa taisei de aru ga yue ni)”!! Sad Man’s Legion (read as: We are many, therefore...)!!

2 死ねよ しねよ shine yo “die”

3 ヒーロー HIIROO “hero.”

4 こんな…！ konna...! “This...!”

5 こんなのないぜ…‼︎ konna no nai ze...!! “There’s been nothing like this...!!”

6 「世代を経るごとに強く…」 「せだいをへるごとにつよく…」 「sedai wo heru goto ni tsuyoku...」 “‘Stronger with each generation...’”

7 「そして誰もコントロールできなくなる」 「そしてだれもコントロールできなくなる」 「soshite dare mo KONTOROORU dekinaku naru」 “‘until no one can control them.’”

8 何年も…何度も囁かれてきた…終末論ーー なんねんも…なんどもささやかれてきた…しゅうまつろんーー nannen mo...nando mo sasayakarete kita...shuumatsuron-- “For years...it’s been whispered over and over...the doomsday theory--”

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1 今日だったんだ… きょうだったんだ… kyou dattanda... “It was today...”

2 それが今日だったんだ…‼︎ それがきょうだったんだ…‼︎ sore ga kyou dattanda...!! “That was today...!!”

3 世界は せかいは sekai wa “The world”

4-5 少女たった一人の気持ちで変えられてしまう…‼︎ しょうじょたったひとりのきもちでかえられてしまう…‼︎ shoujo tatta hitori no kimochi de kaerarete shimau...!! “can be changed by the feelings of a single girl...!!”

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1 圧し おし oshi “Push and”

2 潰れろ!!!! つぶれろ!!!! tsuburero!!!! “crush her!!!!”

3 ガンヘッド GANHEDDO Gunhead

4 マーシャルアーツ‼︎ MAASHARU AATSU!! Martial Arts!!

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1 浮かせるだけだ‼︎ うかせるだけだ‼︎ ukaseru dake da!! “You’re just making us float!!”

2 なんのダメージもない‼︎ nan no DAMEEJI mo nai!! “There is no damage!!”

3 そうだよ… sou da yo... “That’s right...”

4 「ゼログラビティ」は 「ZERO GURABITI」 wa “Zero Gravity is”

5 人を…傷つける為の力じゃないもの……‼︎ ひとを…きずつけるためのちからじゃないもの……‼︎ hito wo...kizutsukeru tame no chikara ja nai mono......!! “not...a power for hurting people......!!”

6-7 私は…人を落として幸せを感じたりしない わたしは…ひとをおとしてしあわせをかんじたりしない watashi wa...hito wo otoshite shiawase wo kanjitari shinai “I...would never feel happy about dropping people.”

8 オエエッ OEE “Uegh!”

9 同情じゃないならただのエゴだ…‼︎ どうじょうじゃないならただのエゴだ…‼︎ doujou ja nai nara tada no EGO da...!! If it’s not sympathy, then it’s just ego...!!

10 ……そうかもね…！ ......sou kamo ne...! “......that may be...!”

11 故意に人を殺めた事…‼︎なかった事にはしてあげられない…‼︎ こいにひとをあやめたこと…‼︎なかったことにはしてあげられない…‼︎ koi ni hito wo ayameta koto...!! nakatta koto ni wa shite agerarenai...!! “Deliberately killing people...!! I can’t just act like that was nothing...!!” (Note: Literally she is saying “I can’t do that for you, make killing people into something that didn’t happen.”)

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1 ただ…あなたの顔を見て ただ…あなたのかおをみて tada...anata no kao wo mite “It's just...I saw your face”

2 そうならざるを得なかった そうならざるをえなかった sou narazaru wo enakatta “and it couldn’t have just come to be like that...!” (Note: I think Ochako is saying Toga isn’t this way just naturally. Something must have happened to make her like this.)

3 理由があったんじゃないかって…！ りゆうがあったんじゃないかって…！ riyuu ga attanja nai ka tte...! “I thought there must be a reason...!”

4 あの日 あのひ ano hi “That day,”

5 世界がグチャグチャになった日に せかいがグチャグチャになったひに sekai ga GUCHAGUCHA ni natta hi ni “that day when the world became a mess,”

6 あなたにあまりに悲しい顔をさせたから…‼︎ あなたにあまりにかなしいかおをさせたから…‼︎ anata ni amari ni kanashii kao wo saseta kara...!! “[something] made you make such a sad face, so...!!”

7 あれがお前だろう!⁉︎ あれがおまえだろう!⁉︎ are ga omae darou!!? “Wasn’t that you!!?”

8 あれも私！ あれもわたし！ are mo watashi! “That also was me!” (Note: Ochako basically means, “Yes, it was me, but it was more than just me!”)

9 聞いてトガヒミコ！ きいてトガヒミコ！ kiite TOGA HIMIKO! “Listen, Himiko Toga!”

10 初めて会った時怖かった…！ はじめてあったときこわかった…！ hajimete atta toki kowakatta...! “The first time we met, I was scared...!”

11 わからなかったから…‼︎ wakaranakatta kara...!! “Because I didn’t understand...!!”

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1 あの状況でなんで… あのじょうきょうでなんで… ano joukyou de nande... “In that situation, why...”

2 あなたにも純粋に笑えるんだろうって‼︎ あなたにもじゅんすいにわらえるんだろうって‼︎ anata ni mo junsui ni waraeru darou tte!! “were you able to laugh so genuinely?!”

3 ……っうるさい！ ......urusai! “......Shut up!”

4 トガヒミコとして……か TOGA HIMIKO to shite......ka As Himiko Toga......huh?

5 じゃあ ja Then,

6 好きなだけぶっ殺して すきなだけぶっころして suki na dake bukkoroshite you can kill as much as you like,

7 好きなもんなりまくりゃあいい！ すきなもんなりまくりゃあいい！ suki na mon nari makuryaa ii! and become whataver you like!

8 その顔をやめなさい！ そのかおをやめなさい！ sono kao wo yamenasai! Stop making that face!

9 死ね！ しね！ shine! “Die!”

10 なんで死なないの‼︎ なんでしなないの‼︎ nande shinanai no!! “Why won’t you die!!”

11 一度はつき放したけど いちどはつきはなしたけど ichido wa tsuki hanashita kedo “Although I pushed you away one,”

12 あなたの居心地の良い世界ではないけれど あなたのいごこちのいいせかいではないけれど anata no igokochi no ii sekai de wa nai keredo “and though this world is not one comfortable for you,”

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1 エゴだ…！ EGO da...! It’s ego...!

2 わかってる‼︎それでも私は わかってる‼︎それでもわたしは wakatteru!! sore demo watashi wa I get it!! Because after all, I

3-5 喜ぶ顔をたくさん見てきたから よろこぶかおをたくさんみてきたから yorokobu kao wo takusan mite kita kara have seen so many happy faces.

6 好きなものを好きと言う すきなものをすきという suki na mono wo suki to iu “you tell those you like that you like them.”

7 あなたの顔は あなたのかおは anata no kao wa “Your face”

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1-3 羨ましいくらいに素敵な笑顔だと思うから うらやましいくらいにすてきなえがおだとおもうから urayamashii kurai ni suteki na egao da to omou kara “I think your face has such a lovely smile that I envy you, and that’s why...”

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1 まるで maru de It’s like

2 異常者だ いじょうしゃだ ijousha da you’re a deviant!

3 私は わたしは watashi wa “I”

4 あなたの笑顔を見なかった事にはしたくない‼︎ あなたのえがおをみなかったことにはしたくない‼︎ anata no egao wo minakatta koto ni wa shitakunai!! “don’t want to act like I didn’t see your smile!!”

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1 浮いた…⁉︎ ういた…⁉︎ uita...!” “They floated...!”

2 麗日に触られてないにの…！ うららかにさわられてないのに…！ Uraraka ni sawararetenai noni...! “But they weren’t touched by Uraraka...!”

3 接してる人に…伝播…してる…⁉︎ せっしてるひとに…でんぱ…してる…⁉︎ sesshiteru hito ni...denpa...shiteru...!? “It’s spreading...to people...[these bubbles] come into contact with...!?”

4-5 少女…たった一人！ しょうじょ…たったひとり！ shoujo...tatta hitori! “Just...a single girl!”

6 罪をなかった事にはできない！全てを肯定はしない‼︎ つみをなかったことにはできない！すべてをこうていはしない‼︎ tsumi wo nakatta koto ni wa dekinai! subete wo koutei wa shinai!! “I can’t pretend your crimes never happened! I will not affirm everything!!”

7 でも！ demo! “But!”

8 ���だ少しでも私と話してくれる気持ちがあるなら まだすこしでもわたしとはなしてくれるきもちがあるなら mada sukoshi demo watashi to hanashite kureru kimochi ga aru nara “If you still feel like talking with me even a little bit,”

9 血なんて一生くれてやる！ ちなんていっしょうくれてやる！ chi nante isshou kurete yaru! “I’ll give you my blood for the rest of my life!”

10 あなたと恋バナがしたいのヒミコちゃん‼︎ あなたとこいバナがしたいのヒミコちゃん‼︎ anata to koiBANA ga shitai no HIMIKO-chan!! “I want to talk with you about romance, Himiko-chan!!” (Note: Yes, this is the “koiBANA” word again, which means “gossip, girl talk, talking about crushes, etc.”)

tagline 届け‼︎少女の叫びーー‼︎ とどけ‼︎しょうじょのおもいーー‼︎ todoke!! shoujo no omoi (kanji: sakebi)--!! Deliver them!! The girl’s feelings (read as: shout)--!!

[satancopilotsmytardis]

AU idea: AfO gets arrested/dies earlier than canon (by a few years)

Let's say that AFO and All Might both die in their pre-canon battle. Suddenly both of those legendary quirks are just wiped off of the face of the planet, and Shigaraki is freshly orphaned at 16. (And yeah Midoriya stays quirkless forever but this isn't about him)

At the same time, Kurogiri's programming starts to falter because he's not getting orders anymore and Ujiko marks him as a failure as well, and just... sends Shigaraki to the hospital/nomu factory so that he doesn't have to deal with Tomura while he's got other shit to do.

Dabi meets Shigaraki when he wakes up from the coma (we're pushing back Dabi waking up for this AU) and since Shig is the only other person who is completely disillusioned with this place, they destroy the place and run away together, going back to Dabi's family home where he finds what he does in canon, but unfortunately for him, Shigaraki is absolutely not level-headed or calm and they fucking kill Endeavor that night because Shigaraki just burst into the training room while he's beating Shoto, and Shigaraki half decays him in one go before letting Dabi finish the job.

Little baby Shoto is scared, but recognizes Toya and, realizing he's not gonna kill his little brother and also he does not want to get caught for this, Dabi and Shig decide to take Sho with them as they flee the scene.

They run around for a few more months until Shigaraki is able to get into AFO's old bank accounts and they get a safehouse and set up false identities for themselves as they raise Shoto together. It's not until Sho goes off to high school (he still goes to UA to be a hero, his hair dyed half blue and half black and his scar is gone because Shig used his one favor from Ujiko to offer to get Dabi's scars healed, but Dabi chose to offer that to get Shoto's fixed instead so that he could have a better life with them and not have to be as afraid that someday someone would find him and take him away) that Dabi and Shigaraki go from cohabitating to realizing oh shit I Am In Love With You

[missmeinyourbones]

I SHOWED YOU MY HAND, AND YOU STILL LET ME WIN

touya todoroki (dabi) x reader, (wc: 1.2k+)

based on the joker and the queen - ed sheeran and taylor swift

If you had asked Touya Todoroki five years ago where he’d be today, his response would be plain and simple.

Dead.

Leaving no wiggle room for what ifs or hypotheticals, Touya was certain he’d have burned himself to a withered and solemn crisp by now, one way or another.

He’d always thought of life as some twisted card game. Having no say in the hand you’re dealt, yet being forced to make due with it. Luck of the draw, he’d spitefully repeat over and over in his head as he’d wake up on a cold and barren cement floor. Make due he’d bitterly think as he’d peel layers of purple charred skin from his body—or carcass, he internally cringes. Life was a game of cards in a universe of casinos, and the Devil was the dealer. 

However, as he stands in front of you with a ring heavy in his pocket and a lovesick look in his eyes, Touya is reminded that he is by no means dead. If anything, he’s never felt more alive. 

How was he to know that his life would take this turn? Lead him here, to you, with a newfound want to breathe fresh air into his still-functioning lungs and feel cool water dance on the tastebuds of his tongue. 

He thinks of all of the stupid cliches he’s heard over the years—about love and life and how he was too young to know that it gets better. He used to scoff with venom on his tongue as he’d roll his eyes listening to the then meaningless words. It kills him to admit that, just maybe, they did hold some truth after all.

He’s never been one to enjoy irony, but he thinks his life might fit the picture perfect definition of it when searching for it in a dictionary. Fuck, he thinks about the irony of that thought in and of itself.

He couldn’t wrap his head around it. He knows he’s not the most logical person. He’s not someone who thinks things through before acting on his impulses. Not someone who plans what to say, when and how to say it. 

But still, Touya can’t seem to understand why on earth you ever gave him a chance. He didn’t bother with tiptoeing around his intentions or harsh outlooks. He’d openly revealed his hand to you, and still, you let him win. 

He thinks that maybe his road was never broken nor shattered—maybe it was just crooked. Bent and jagged, sure, but maybe it was always meant to be that way. Maybe his road had to be fucked up, otherwise a straight and narrow path wouldn't have led him here, to you.

He thinks you've turned him into a phoenix—a once scorched and untamed creature, able to burn itself to death and be reborn within its own ashes. He’s no phoenix on his own, but maybe he is with you, or maybe he can be. 

What’s even more incomprehensible to him is not the fact that he’s alive, but the fact that he’s about to propose to you. It racks his brain more than any fickle riddle he’s heard, more than any cruel deck of cards he could’ve been dealt in his sorry life. 

You had asked him to burn you a ring before, a small and harmless idea that he quickly disregarded before it could engrain itself in your mind. You thought a few seconds of stinging heat around your left ring finger was worth the permanent marking—the forever reminder that Touya was once yours, even if it didn't last. He’d scolded you, refusing to mark your skin in anyway that causes pain, even if it was your idea. 

He’d only ever used his quirk for pain and suffering. He’d never use it on you, not even to claim you as his forever. While Touya was stubborn and possessive, he wasn’t an idiot. 

That’s how he found himself casually perusing the jewelry sections of withered down pawn shops and stingy thrift stores on nights he couldn't sleep. 

While Touya may have came from money, Dabi didn't. And when you’d met him as the low-life criminal who’d have a cigarette paired with a few sips of soda for breakfast, you didn't seem to care much for his financial status nor his terrible eating habits. 

Sure, he could surrender to the chains of the Todoroki estate, allow himself to buckle and bend underneath its pressure as he rebuilds the relationships with his family members, play nice and pretty—all just to smuggle the money to get you a ring worthy of your grace. One that beams as bright as your smile and worth as much your weight in gold. But he doesn't want that, and he knows you don’t either. He wants to get you a ring that speaks to the truth of your relationship. Speaks to the roots the two of you have planted in your dingy apartment that’s become home—with trinkquets called decor that he’d stolen from kiosks and blood-stained bathroom floors from removing and replacing crooked staples.

The thin gold band of the ring he decided on sits in his pocket, and it feels like a stone as he paces back and forth. Vintage and sleek, Touya wonders who it belonged to before he made it his own to give to you for eternity. He mentally vows to let it never leave your pretty little finger, to never let it end up on the shelves of a shitty pawn shop ever again. Not after it’s had the privilege of touching your skin—not after it’s been yours.  

A tiny emerald sapphire sits delicately in the middle of the band. Touya doesn’t know if it’s real, though he strongly doubts it and doesn’t care either way. What he does care for, is the engraving inside of the band, the one that he’d crafted himself.

He remembers the night he took a sewing needle from your drawer, using his quirk to ignite the pointed end into a tool for his calligraphy. He remembers bringing the tip of it to the inside of the band, watching it melt an engraving into the gold like the parting of the Red Sea. He remembers his heart skipping a few beats at the thought of his terrible messy scratch of “forever” being pressed up against the soft of your finger, always kissing you for him, for when he can’t. 

So as he stands before you—ring held out to you like an offering, a promise—Touya swears. To be a better man, to be something worth betting your cards on, worth risking your hand on. To be yours, for as long as you’ll let him be.

And for once, the tears in your eyes that have been caused at his hand are not ones of worry or hurt. They dont sting with disdain or regret. They feel like rain after a long-endured drought, like they’re filled with glitter and gold and nothing less than love as they slide down your plush cheeks.

You tell him that you love it. That you never need a suburban house with a white picket fence or blossoming flowers for every anniversary—that you just need him. 

Touya thinks that with your godly hand and sickeningly sweet persistence, he was able turn trash into treasure. Garbage into gold. 

He thinks about life as a card game, one he used to cheat and steal and bargain his way through just to get by, and he smiles.

Because for one in his life, Touya doesn’t have to play dirty to win. He can simply fold his cards and let the dealer roll the dice.

It’s gotten him this far, and with you by his side wearing a tiny ring that looks like hope, Touya thinks he’ll be alright.

[candycandy00]

Can you do headcanons or maybe short scenarios for Dabi, Shigaraki, Mr. Compress, and I don’t know if you write him but Hawks if you can with a fem reader who has a regeneration quirk so she can heal from any damage and she’s a masochist and wants her lover to just go nuts on her and wreck her so she gets a friend to hit them with some kind of rage quirk and gives them aphrodisiacs so they’ll cut loose and fuck her up. If that’s too dark just ignore this. Thank you.

Anon you sent this when I was at a low point emotionally so I went very dark with it. Very. Dark. 

Warning: Disturbing content ahead! Do not read if you are bothered by: torture, blood, extremely rough sex, violence, abuse, etc. 

Just keep in mind that Reader is consenting and wanted all of this to happen. Also she can regenerate so she’ll be fine lol. 

Now, I’m kinda assuming some things here. I hope I didn’t take things too far away from what you wanted. But 1.) The “rage quirk” doesn’t make them lose their minds completely or anything but it does make them enraged at the first person they see when hit with it (in this case arranged to be you). 2.) Let’s say the aphrodisiacs are actually potent drugs that make them extremely horny and also stay hard for a very long time. 

The set up: You’ve always wanted your lover to just lose control and make a mess of you. After all you have a quirk that regenerates any damage you take, within an hour or so. And you’ve got a masochistic streak a mile long. But he seems uneasy about the idea. Finally you convince him to try it with the help of your friend’s rage quirk and some potent drugs to keep him aroused. 

Dabi:

Ironically, Dabi is probably the least scary in this scenario. After all, he spends most of his time in rage mode these days, so he’s accustomed to the feeling. But he’s not so accustomed to feeling rage and lust at the same time, for the same person. 

He wouldn’t burn you too much, at first. He’d have your clothes ripped off in seconds, and you’d spend the better part of the next few hours bent over the nearest table, Dabi fucking you roughly from behind. He’d fill every hole you have, and then absolutely cover your whole body in his cum. And this cum is scalding. It’d feel like boiling water being splashed on you, and shot inside you. 

He’d probably start putting staples and piercings in you. He has plenty of them lying around. He’d heat them with his flames until you could hear your skin sizzling as he jammed the hot metal through all your most sensitive places. Certain parts of you would look like obscene pin cushions. 

When he did finally start burning large areas of your skin, he’d do it slowly, and laugh about how you match now. At least until you regenerate. 

Shigaraki:

He’d tie you up and leave you in his filthy bed. He’d fuck you wildly, like an animal, while choking you and pulling your hair so hard it rips from the scalp in some places. For Shigaraki, this would be a very primal experience. 

You’d be covered in bruises, scratches, and bite marks. All while being completely restrained by whatever rough rope he could find. He’d look at you with murderous red eyes while he fucked you as hard as possible. 

Eventually he’d start decaying small parts of you, like fingers or toes or other small bits, then cutting them off before the decay spread too much. 

Mr. Compress:

Oohh boy. I think he would be the scariest in this scenario because he always seems so nice, and he’d probably express rage in a cold, quiet way. I think he’d also have a very specific style of torment in mind for you. 

He’d probably compress your arms and legs right away, so you’d be completely at his mercy until you regenerated. He’d place you in a soft bed with silk sheets, then use his mouth and fingers to bring you right to the edge…. and then he’d stop. He’d watch you squirm and beg him to make you cum, while you were totally powerless and helpless to even touch yourself. 

After watching you cry so pitifully for him long enough to be satisfied, he’d finally pull your armless, legless torso into his lap and then literally use you like a fleshlight. He’d hold you by your waist and move you back and forth roughly, using your whole body to jack himself off. In the end, he’d pull out and cum all over your cute face and eyes, knowing you’d have no way of wiping it off until your arms regenerate. 

Hawks:

I think he’d be the opposite of Dabi in that the arousal wouldn’t affect him that much. He’s a young, popular, good-looking hero. He’s probably had way more sex than the other three and so he’s accustomed to feeling lust. Rage, on the other hand, is not something this easy going hero feels too often. 

So in the beginning, he’s all violence. A storm of razor sharp feathers would surround you, shredding your clothes immediately and then slicing your flesh. It would be thousands of small cuts, but gradually getting deeper, making your blood coat your body in a thin sheen. But this isn’t what you had in mind. You wanted to get fucked while being tortured! That’s when you remember that Hawks has a weakness for blowjobs.  

You crawl over to him and unbutton his pants, then you start giving him the best damn blowjob of his life. Even in his enraged state, he can’t ignore this, not when his cock is so hard he’s about to explode. But as you’re beginning, you feel a feather stab deeply into your arm. “For every ten seconds until you make me cum, another feather is going in you.” Then he starts the countdown. 

By the time he cums down your throat, you’re covered in deep wounds. You gasp as you swallow it all, but then you notice that he’s still hard. Another feather lodges into your inner thigh. Hawks starts counting down again as you hastily take his entire length back into your mouth. 

[bleedingspades]

Moon Spell

Dabi x afab reader (unedited)

Much longer then expected so expect a part 2! Warning: mentions of murder, swearing, and spoilers regarding Dabi’s origin

If there is one thing Touya yearns for, it’s being seen truly seen. He never found that in his father despite becoming one of the most wanted criminals and telling the world who he is. He was still invisible.

Then there was you. You’d just closed up your coffee shop for the night in your small little village. You’d heard a little bit about the big fight between heroes and villains but you don’t pay mind to the news. You specifically choose a simple slide phone to avoid social media.

You like the peace of your simple yet humble life. Holding the paper bag of left over baked goods that didn’t get sold, you’ll have some for a snack tonight and breakfast tomorrow. Your home is a bit of a walk away from the village. You enjoy the night sky to yourself.

That is until you see a tousle of white hair atop a scarred body doing something near the ditch up ahead. Huh? Nobody else lives out here but you. Not since that weird religious group mysteriously disappeared. Their home has been vacant. Maybe someone finally moved in, since your moving past that area you assume the stranger is from that way.

He seems to be looking for something. You swear stranger danger means nothing to you as you approach moving your hand into your pocket to pull out your mini flashlight.

However the stranger is swift to pin you (hard) down to the dirt road and hold your hand with the flashlight above your head. Pinning the rest of you down, yet you’re not scared. You laugh shyly as your lewd mind drifts to places as you notice how handsome he actually is.

He’s got a lot of burns but they entice you. You’ve never trusted someone who has no scars or marks. Perfect people you stay wary of.

“I’m sorry for startling you, but I couldn’t help but notice you were looking for something…so I brought you my flashlight. In hindsight I should’ve said something.” You mutter, embarrassed at yourself. He gazes at you with a dull yet suspicious gaze.

He smells burned but it reminds you of burned popcorn which you love soo.

“You’re stupid. What if I kill you right now.” He says. His voice low and slightly scratchy. He seems worn out a bit and definitely healing from some recent burns. Does his quirk hurt him? You wonder to yourself before thinking of your answer. You look up, thinking with a hum.

“Well then I guess I die, at least it’d be because i was doing something nice and slightly foolish and my killer would be attractive. I mean I couldn’t imagine being killed by someone who’s gross and slimy or something.” You say. Still unafraid, not one ounce of fear.

He makes a confused look and scoffs. His gaze turns to the side. You follow, your eyes land where his are. Your baked goods. Thank goodness you put them in sealed containers or they’d definitely be ruined. You hear a stomach growl.

“If you’re hungry you can have some, though it’d be hard to eat holding me down like this.” You say, pain starting to course from your wrist and the places that took the most impact from when you fell. His grip gets tighter and very hot, but not so much it burns you.

“Idiot girl, I should burn you up, so I can enjoy something tonight. Your screams of agony would be pretty exciting.”

“Are you trying to scare me or something?” You ask, fully serious. His evil smirk he had falls and is replaced with a incredulous expression. With your free hand you lift it to gently touch his face, his skin grows hot immediately as a defense but you use your quirk. An opalescent glow spreads over his skin and you can hear things healing slightly. Unfortunately though your power is based off of moonlight and since there’s none tonight to supply you with energy you feel yourself be drawn to sleep.

“I hope this helps, uhm place me in the ditch to sleep *yawn* I should be fine there…my *yawn* what was I saying? Oh and…help..yourself to the …treats.” And you’re out like a light.

Dabi stares at your peaceful sleeping figure on the ground. Your soft pink hair pooling around your head and shoulders. His recent burns have fully healed. The areas tingle with a cooling sensation. What were you going to say. Whatever who cares.

You were really not afraid of him at all? How could you not know who he is. If you do, then are you a fan of the league? No since you mentioned you’d be fine dying doing a decent thing. And you fucking think he’s handsome? You’re definitely fucked in the head.

Walking over to the bag he grabs one of the containers and opens it. A small little cheese cake with strawberries somehow still perfectly atop the mini cheese cake. He eats it whole and looks back to you. He begins to walk away.

However, if you healed him you could probably heal Tomura. Grunting in annoyance he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. You don’t budge an inch. That must have really exhausted you. Taking your flashlight he finds his phone that he dropped earlier and glances at the treats.

Arriving at the hideout Dabi through a you on the sofa. Putting the bag of baked goods on the table he opens another box the biggest of all. He freezes for a moment, it’s a cake. It reads “happy birthday to me :(“. Despite the cake being a bit disfigured now probably from being thrown to the ground. It’s your birthday today? He looks over to you. He takes note of the deep set bags under your eyes. There’s an aura around you. You’re lonely, the deepest kind of loneliness. The kind Dabi has undergone his whole existence.

He debates killing you because he’s terrified of this feeling bubbling deep within his hate filled rotted heart. The way you stared at him earlier. Like you would gaze at a beautiful flower. You weren’t seeing Dabi, you were seeing Touya, the real Touya. That’s dangerous. You should watch yourself, if you look at him like that again he’ll burn you to a crisp.

You stir a little, you have a massive headache and your wrist stings, why!? You panic slightly but remember what happened. With your eyes still closed you notice immediately you’re not at home and you’re not outside.

Which means the stranger kidnapped your or someone else did however the ladder is unlikely considering it’s an unpopulated area. You feel leather beneath you so you assume you’re on a couch. A torn up one. But it smells like burned popcorn. So he did take you somewhere.

No doubt the abandoned mansion. You don’t hear anything around you so you peak open an eye. The cost is clear. Thankfully the curtains are closed cause the sunlight would not be welcome with your head blasting the way it is.

You sit up, there’s really nobody in here. You should probably try to escape but you honestly don’t want to. Aside from your daily costumers who’re all elderly folks and the married couples who mostly talk to each other you’re always..alone. So despite the rational decision you should make. You go to the door to find him.

Walking around the building it looks suspicious. Like some fight happened here or something. You’re hoping he’s ok. Despite the battle marks looking kinda old now. Thinking of him excites you immensely. If you were dumber then you are now you’d say it’s something like love at first sight. His hair reminds you of the moon, and you love the moon.

His eyes are like the day sky but they shine much brighter and more blue. You feel your cheeks heat up at the thought of him. Oh no if you don’t stop they’ll come out! You reach a hand to the top of your head and one to your lower spine. Ok your good nothing is there.

However you’re still low on moon energy so you’re getting pretty tired of walking around. Scrunching up your nose in frustration you decided on a different way to find him.

“HELLO! STRANGER WHO MAN HANDLED ME WHERE ARE YOU?” You yell to the top of your lungs. And maybe it’s the fact this place reminds you of a haunted mansion but when you see something green flash way down the hall (with no windows) a chill runs down your spine and you run back to the room.

You’re grandma used to tell you the worst ghosts are green. Really random but yeah. You’re not really scared of ghost but you don’t want to be possessed. You go to the window and open it. Maybe some light will actually be better. Unfortunately you forgot that your head is pounding and it’s seers your brain in half.

You close the curtains quickly and groan in pain. Rubbing around your head you notice a bump. Most likely from when you were pinned to the ground. Speaking of that how long were you asleep? If he’s not going to show up you’ll definitely leave. You have to open your cafe up eventually.

Sighing, you sit on the couch and investigate your other aching places. He burned your wrist slightly. Even if you had moonlight power you can’t heal yourself with that ability you call moon river, but your body does heal faster then normal people. You lay back down and before you have any say you fall back asleep.

“Oi!” Something aggressively shakes you.

“Wake up dumb ass.” You open your eyes and see Casper the friendly ghost well actually not Casper and definitely not friendly. You look past him and see moonlight peaking through the curtains. You shove past him and throw the curtains open.

Your body immediately starts to absorb it and you feel amazing in seconds. “Oh my gosh, just what I need to get rid of this headache.” You close your eyes completely forgetting about me white hair behind you. He is annoyed by how you’re blatantly ignoring him and still are unafraid of him.

But APPARENTLY not SPINNER! Who said he saw you earlier look at him and run away back to this room with a terrified expression. He was only a little offended. But he also said you haven’t made any attempts to leave, and how you yelled out loudly looking for him.

“How are you feeling? Did your burns heal?” You ask whilst you bask in the moonlight eyes still closed. Your pink hair is literally glowing and so is your skin. He’s taken aback. Were you worried for him. There’s something wrong with you.

“Why did you do that?” He asks you rudely

“Because, you were in pain. Why wouldn’t i?”

“Because I’m a stranger and possibly a killer for all you know.”

“That’s not a reason to not help someone. And you know nothing about me so don’t assume anything and I didn’t assume anything about your life.” You say back. Hmph he thinks your so smug aren’t you? You open your eyes and turn to look at him.

Such a peaceful expression full of wonder and wait, he sees it. Loneliness. Deep set in you.

“Are your burns, and your scars from..your quirk?” You ask your expression not changing a bit. He debates if he should kill you or knock you out. He is starting to regret bringing you here. Rolling his eyes he turn away from you.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Uhm, my name is y/n by the way.” You tell him your name a bit shyly. Dabi closes his eyes and exhales slowly. You must truly not know who he is. Otherwise there’s no way you’d not be afraid of him.

Turning to face you his bright blue eyes bore into yours. Your breath catches in your throat.

“Dabi.” A part of him almost said Touya but it stayed lodged in there.

“Hmm.” You hum whilst standing up and walking over to him. You hold out your hand.

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance sir Dabi!” You say, your cheeks tinting a shade of pink. He looks away with just his eyes and mumbles a yeah whatever at you.

Looking down at your hands fumble with each other you sit down on the couch softly.

“So, is there a reason you brought me to your home? Are you…really going to kill me?” You say in a tiny voice. He looks at you, your head drooping down although your tone of voice was unreadable. Plopping himself next to you Dabi yawns big and loud.

“No, your quirk is useful and my uh…buddy needs some help. Unfortunately I’ll have to introduce you a bit slowly to everyone or else someone will actually probably kill you.”

“So, are you going to go to my house and get some of my stuff or can I go home and visit you when you’re ready for doing my first introductions.?” You say like it’s some sort of job interview. Why are you being so pliable?

Since you definitely don’t seem like you feel the need to escape should he let you go home? You don’t treat yourself like you’re a prisoner here. If he’s being honest maybe just maybe a teeny tiny part of him didn’t want to just leave you on the side of the road.

With such a useful quirk it would’ve been a shame if something would’ve happened to you. Now that Dabi has found such a sweet little gem tucked away in that little village nearby.

“What are your thoughts on heroes, y/n?”

“Uhm, if I answer this will you answer my previous question?”

“Sure.”

“Ok, hmmm let’s see. I always thought heroes are the ones who help because they desire to. Not out of obligation or for the rewards but simply because they needed to. I guess if I’m being honest I’ve never met any of the heroes wearing costumes. I’ve met the ones dressed like a normal person. The ones who would drop anything to help you back up if you trip.” You say and you’re not sure if this is your complete answer but it suffices for you at this moment.

“Hero number 1 endeavor what do you think about him. Tell me and I’ll answer yes to your question about goin home.” Dabi says leaning close to you. Underneath the burn smell you find something warm like vanilla. Very subtle.

“Who’s that?” You ask completely dumbfounded. “Wait!” You laugh out “they give ranks to the heroes!?” Standing up you look baffled. “No wonder I’ve heard scary stories about the heroes from the folks in this town who moved here to get away from heroes. They must have the BIGGEST EGOS I mean come ON.” You pace the room going on and on about it. Wow not what he was expecting. You’re really out of the hero society social loop.

“HOWEVER! Now that I think about it the ranks could help determine who’s power can handle the most detrimental situations this knowing to send said hero to the problem to have the best chance of success.” You stop pacing and put you hand on your chin as if it’s some world mystery you need to solve.

“Stop, let’s just go now.” Dabi gets up annoyed majorly.

“Wait where are we going?”

“Your house, how dumb are you?”

“Hey I’m only dumb when I have no context about a situation. Like this!? I can’t read your mind.” He mumbles a “whatever” and takes you to what looks to be like the front door.

“Wait here. Do. Not. Move.”

“Yes. Sir.” You mock putting your hand up to your head to salute him. He rolls his eyes and walks away. He really is debating not doing this but whatever.

He comes back holding a box. “I gave away and ate all your baked good except for this. I may be a jerk most of the time but here.” He hands you the box. You know instantly what’s inside. Your birthday cake.

“Oh..” you flush crimson. “Thanks” he just makes a hmph sound and exits the mansion. You follow behind him. A part of you is excited he’s bringing you home but even more excited because he saved your cake for you. You’ll definitely be giving him a slice. It’s your special recipe too. You don’t make this cake often.

As you walk side by side with Dabi the moon shines proudly for you. Enlightening your path home and giving you her energy. The atmosphere between you too is nothing short of magical. As if you have both been cast under a Moon Spell.

[gottalovesuki1]

Yandere Dabi Headcanons

Warnings: kidnapping, choking, misuse of quirk probably , forced affection, pet names, tied up, yandere tendencies , sexual scenes, humiliation, domination, and Dabi being a asshole.

It was easy to kidnap you. A quick swing with a bat and you where knocked out, sure he could’ve used his quirk but he didn’t want to burn you well not now at least

Turquoise eyes stared you down “finally awake huh?” His voice sounded tired but excited? “I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment.” Of course he was he had been stalking you for a few months now.

He’s done you many favors by eliminating everyone around you. Making you believe your friends had betrayed you it was quite easy. He really didn’t wanna but we all know that’s a lie. He had to what he had to after all he didn’t want anyone in his business.

You cried and cried begging him to release. He found your crying amusing the thought of him releasing wasn’t gonna be anytime soon princess. He got that you where scared but you didn’t have to be scared anymore he was always gonna be there whether you like it or not.

He’d feed you and allow yourself to bathe. As long as he watched you of course. He’d like when you squirmed under his gaze it amused him. He would also squish your face when you where eating you looked like a baby kind of reminded him of his younger siblings.

Sometimes when you where screaming a bit to loud he’d have to choke you or use his quirk to install fear into you. Plus you where hurting his ears and quite frankly you where being annoying he didn’t want the neighbors checking. You’d begged him to release saying you couldn’t breathe. Truth be told Dabi got a riot out of choking you seeing you beg for him to release you made him feel a type of way.

He’d let you go after of course he didn’t want you dying on him. You had bruise marks after but he put bandages around them. You couldn’t really speak after, your throat hurted every time you spoke so when you asked him if you could go to the bathroom the only reason you couldn’t go yourself is because it was locked and Dabi was the only one who had the key.

He made you beg on your knees. What a pitiful sight he took several pictures of you on his phone. He bended down slightly now on his lower legs. Holding your chin he said “beg for me princess and I’ll let you go.” He was amused by this once again it was to him so of course he wanted to remember this moment.

“Go on beg for me” taking out his phone pressing the recording button he waited for you. “Please Dabi I need to go please” you where crying now you where being humiliated. “Keep going show me how much you wanna go to the bathroom” he was still holding your chin making you look at him. And so you begged and begged your tears never stopped.

After all that you met with a simple answer “No” he simply just said no. “What?” Desperation latched into your voice. “I don’t think I’ll let you go.” He said right before laughing. You where blinded by rage punching and kicking him not that it did anything to him he’d just smirk at you. Before subduing you on the floor “I really don’t want to do this doll face but fighting me isn’t gonna help you one bit” he looked at you basically saying don’t even try it.

Yeah he threatened you but what’d you expect for him to allow you to hit you. Not that you could. He could easily burn you alive but it seemed he was keeping you alive for now.

Dabi really liked putting his hands on you whenever he could. After a while he’d let you outta of the cellar he kept you in. He liked wrapping his arms around your waist and breathing on your neck plus he liked that it made you squirm.

Forced affection was another thing he did. He’d make you kiss him and he knew deep down you liked it even though you didn’t.

He didn’t care though cause you where his toy and he could play with you however he wanted. You thought you had a choice? Think again sweetheart he was in control of this relationship.

Authors Note: I just wanted to do a take on how Dabi would be as a yandere and what better way then headcanons.

[toji-bunny-girl]

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤

Midoriya Izuku

He was going to have a talk at some school about stupid hero shit and he was nervous as hell. So he looked up ways to increase self confidence on YouTube and found one where it says to talk to yourself in the mirror. And he did, he would wake up in the morning and head to the mirror talking about how the day is when he hadn't even open the curtains, laugh to his mirror self about how many times you queefed after you had sex and whisper into the mirror about the super super secret operation the heroes are planning to arrest All For One.

The last straw was when he would talk into the mirror giggling at 3 am in the morning, like, bro 😧

Bakugou Katsuki

Stomper. Stomps everywhere he goes like his feet doesn't get hurt from all that stomping??? It only gets worse when the two of you fight and he's too much of a pussy to start communicating like a normal human being and lets out his frustrations with his giant stomping. And both of you live in an apartment and the unit below has complained more than 3432 times and the EMBARASSMENT when the door dings and the neighbour downstairs is telling Bakugou to quiet down ONLY THEN he starts stomping around harder in anger because he's mad why can't the neighbour mind their own business 🤠

Todoroki Shoto

Just because he’s born into a rich family and always had maids to keep his house clean, this man has no idea about the simplest little chore 😐😐 you were out with your friends for a day and came back to the house to catch him washing dirty dishes with just the sponge…no detergent…then putting the plates onto the drying rack with food scraps STICKING on it. Paranoia made you wash all your plates and shit over again, do not trust this man with chores.

Kaminari Denki

Yes yes, it may seem fun and all to live with him BUT his chaotic personality is seriously going to be the death you. There is no resting when he’s in the house bestie. Once, you said something about wanting to eat korean friend chicken and he literally bought plane tickets to south korea that was going to land off in two hours 😃 neway after eating yourself stuffed with chicken, he bought you to walk the great china walls just cuz it was close, then Russia and before you knew it, you toured the whole world and only came back after a year later 🙃

Tenya Ilda

Mans got some OCD and it is not those small ones. You have to place those decorations and knick-knacks exactly on their specific spot, not too right and not too left. And he thinks you have a memory quirk or something?? Cause naw. Then it slowly gets worse like you can't sit on the couch or you'll create an ass mark on it, can't eat the fruit on the table or he's telling you to get those that you've taken in the store, even when it's 12 AM in the morning. And you're fucking done when you have to tiptoe on the floor because you'll ruin the perfect amount of dust he just checked for 😑😐 You left him and his perfect amount of dust the next morning.

Dabi

Istg he's literally so fucking annoying his existence is probably just to piss you off. He leaves the last piece of the toilet paper roll instead of taking a new one just because he's lazy and what's worse is that the single last piece wasn't even whole, it's literally torn in HALF 😐 Also suffocates you under the blanket after he cracked a big obese-typa-fat bubbly shart and shoves his big toe after a day of sweaty socked feet into your nose when you're asleep.

Shigaraki Tomura

He does not clean up after himself?? There are wrappers, plastics, balled-up papers and used condoms all over the place and he doesn't even open the windows to let the air circulate. He also takes out the trash TWICE A MONTH???!! Like, no wonder Dabi moved out the first month of sharing the place with him. Anyway, you packed your bags when you saw an adventurous traveler cockroach wandering near his open, snoring dry mouth at night 😋😋

TAGGING— @otivez @kakashisbook @shrynkk @apchmon

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[justageneralsimpindeed]

Dabi with s/o whos plus size

Tw:Smut,Oral sex,spitting kink ,temperature play,face sitting,A LOT OF NSFW.

SFW

Dabi wasnt exactly the romantic type as he was so fixated on revenge.

HOWEVER

Due to your size, you get hate: villians,civilians, heroes you name it

I think what drew him in is how sweet of a person you can be but everyone looks at how much you weigh rather then personality.

You were being ridiculed by a pair of heroes after they saved you from a villian.

But they just wanted the torment for themselves.

So Dabi on sight killed them.

He was about to kill you but saw you huddled up in a corner and thought

More evidence to fuck heroes over

oh boy the amount of issues he gor after he took you in.kinda kidnapped

You were a crybaby ,that pissed of Shigaraki

Twice was very supportive and then unyieldingly honest

Toga kept squeezing you face and trying to stab you

Muscular wasn't polite either

And others didn't really notice you other than another person

Big sis mag was very supportive,she knows what it is to be discriminated by most of society.

Dabi started to fall for you every time you would show intrest in his quirk and comment and feed his ego about it.

He fell even harder when he started getting burned but instead of telling him to stop using his quirk like a certain someone

You tell him to take it easy.Put ice packs on his new burns to try to ease the burning .

He finds it adorable because Dabis whole nervous system was wrecked after the incident so he cant feel pain but you dont even know.

You confess to him after the war this time actually scolding him infront of everyone .

He asks why you care and you spill the beans.

Takes him a few before he kisses you and returns his feelings.

Isnt exactly high on PDA but he wants attention give it to someone else and he will take it back.

In other words:

Dabi:Y/N do you like cats?

Y/N: nods

Dabi:....

Slyly pushes cup of table

Hes not fancy not just because hes famous now but he prefers being alone with just you cuddling,probably going on a movie madathon,playing games and just teasing the hell out of you how easily you get flustered when he warms you up with his quirk.

If you can get pregnant and you consent,he will probably rock up to the battlefield baby in hand saying how hes more lovable because his child loves him and wasnt born out of a quirk marriage.

Calls you little mouse beacause of how chubby your cheeks are yagami yato listeners

⚠️NSFW⚠️

Hes gentle at first.

But choke me like you hate me is his motto

And he is BIG, a good 7-8 inches when hard

And he goes hard.

Hes not stopping either until he goes past his limit because aint no way your begging him to stop because you dont wanna do it anymore

That is how addicting it is

When you sit on his face your insecure about not just sex in general but crushing him.

He tells you to sit on him like a fucking chair.Starts humping the air ,from how good your hole is around his tounge.

69.

Mirror sex and tells you how beautiful you are but also slightly degrading by calling you a slut and spitting in your mouth.

I stand by TO MY GRAVE hes possessive, and he burns marks into his skin not enough to scar but enough to tell people to swipe left cause your ass is his.

Buys purposely too small shirts just so he can admire you without you having to be naked.

Doggy style,missionary,cowgirl there is no end hes still trying to find a favourite because hes still experimenting.

He is either very quiet or way too loud.

Either way they're really raspy.

Bondage.

Smack you with his belt when you misbehave.

Fucks you in his coat so he can see the cum stains the next morning on the inside.

Slight breeding kink

Will not come inside you if you ask but you might have to stick to condoms for that one

Sex pretty much everywhere except the bed.

You have go to the bedroom to get pounded on the floor.If you use the bed you would have to get a new one the next day

Daddy issues really plays well into Daddy kink

He loves the way how he pushes you legs back and how stomach folds despite the fact your insecure.

Will suck your insecurities away through your nipples man,woman,non binary, doesnt matter .

you got em he suck em.

Hair pulling,most definitely

Same with overstim

Has let you been the dom before he now sees being a switch in a more positive way.

Drops things in cramped place so when you try get it you get stuck.

Just like his di-

"Come on little mouse~"Dabi groans from beneath you,fingers needing at the flesh of your thighs "Give daddy some sugar~"He stares up at you slowly lapping at your hole causing you back to arch "But I-"A sharp smack to your ass has you flinching and yet the pain makes you shamelessly moan."When i mean sit on my face,I dont mean 10% so sit the fuck down,sit like a fucking chair.Dont ask if I can breath."his hands start to burn into your hips as he forces you down, leaving red marks as he goes back to your thighs,wrapping them tighter around his head. Now be a good slut and do what Daddy taught you right"

[jaybird-fanfics]

Villain Roommate |Chapter Twenty One|

Once again, you were surrounded by villains. This time however, you were in anew location. It was like an old abandoned warehouse. The walls were cracked, exposed old rusted water pipes were littered here and there. If you looked up, there would be a few large holes in the ceiling. Not to mention there were tons of crates full of you didn't know what. You crinkled your nose, dust would waft by every now and then. On the way up to this floor, you nearly tripped on of the broken stairs. Needless to say, this place has gone to shit over the years.

 Dabi was close by, but you were still fearful. Your eyes glance around the room, everyone was here accept for one person. The very same who called you here in the first place. Shigaraki, was no where to be seen. "You know Dabi, your girlfriend is really pretty." You turn your attention to Toga, she was sitting on the ledge of a window, kicking her legs back and forth. "If you let me stab her before, I could have been just as pretty." She sighs. "But you had to ruin all the fun!" 

"Shut it, you're not stabbing her anytime soon. So get over it." Dabi muttered. You didn't know if you should be more upset about Toga wanting to stab you. Or the fact she called you Dabi's girlfriend. Silence once again filled the room. Your nerves eventually got the better of you, and foolishly, you spoke up. 

"Um, why am I here exactly?" The man made of black and purple mist was the one who answered your question. "Shigaraki summoned you here for your quirk. He needs you to heal him." You grimace at the thought. Why him of all people? "Ok...Where is he?" You ask. "He is gathering himself. This latest defeat has left him in a mood of sorts." 

"In other words, he's throwing a fit." Dabi tells you. Just as he said this, Shigaraki stepped out of a room and into the opening. "So, you can be obedient." Shigaraki looks at you. He wasn't wearing his usual hand over his face or anywhere else on his body. He was a bit bruised in the face, there were fresh scratch marks around his neck. It looked like a cat got at him. 

"Well, what are you waiting for? Get to it." 

You look at Dabi, he kept his eyes on Shigaraki. You looked back at Shigaraki, and slowly made your way over to him. He was a bit taller than you, so you had to look up at him as you spoke. "Where are you hurt?" 

"Broken ribs. Hurry up and get it done with." Said Shigaraki. You nod before moving your hands up, however you stopped. "Problem?" Shigaraki was getting impatient. "My hands they, um, it has to be skin to skin contact. I'll need you to push up your shirt a little." 

"You serious?" He muttered with a frown. You nod. He sighed heavily. "Everyone out, now." Almost all of the league had left the room, except for Dabi. "I said everyone." Shigaraki glares at him. "You want her to use her quirk? Then I stay." Dabi says sternly. "Oh? You must want me to kill her then." Dabi didn't back down. "Then you loose your healer. What then?" 

"There are doctors for people like us with this kind of thing. She just so happens to be free. I don't need her. She's just a convenience that's all. I won't affect me either way. However, I do have a feeling it will affect you...am I wrong?" Dabi said nothing. "That's what I thought. Now get out." You looked to Dabi, once again silently begging him not to leave you alone with this guy. Dabi eventually turned away and walked out, leaving just you and Shigaraki. 

"Alright, now hurry up." You turn back around to see Shigaraki lifting his shirt up slightly. You could practically see his ribs, he was so thin. It made you feel, kinda bad. You know you shouldn't feel bad for the person who had you kidnaped and forced to heal him whenever he wanted, but you did. You just felt bad. You nod before putting your hands on his ribs, careful not to apply too much pressure. Unlike Dabi, his skin was cold. 

You took a deep breath before starting. Broken bones were always one of the worst things for you to heal, it always took so much out of you. Luckily, only a few of his ribs were broken. When you were done, you quickly moved your hands away. Shigaraki pulled his baggy shirt back down. He moved his hand up and down his ribcage, seemingly satisfied. 

"I have a feeling, you're going to fit in just fine here." He smirked. You didn't like the sound of that. "Tell me, why was Dabi so insistent about keeping you and your quirk a secret?" You remained silent, unsure of what to say. What could you say? You didn't know why Dabi wanted to keep your quirk a secret. It couldn't have been because he cared about your saftey. He just wanted you to himself, yeah, that had to have been it.

But if that were the case, if he didn't care about your safety, then why did he calm you down from your panic attack? Why did he hand you over to a hero? You just didn't understand. 

"Well? Are you going to answer me, or just stand there staring like an idiot? Don't tell me you two have some sort of relationship going on." Shigaraki pressed. "Great, now I owe Toga five bucks." He muttered that last bit. 

"No, we're not. We just-"

"You just share a home together, that's all." Shigaraki filled in with a smirk. Before you could defend yourself, he continued. "Look, I don't give a shit who that guy fucks. But you better not get in the way, or I'll stop this little fling you two got going on myself. Understand?" You bit back the urge to say something smart. 'Trust me, I don't want to be involved with you bunch anymore than I already am.' Instead you just nod. "I understand." 

"Good. Now get out of here." 

You turn away from him and walk outside of the room, Dabi was leaning against the wall adjacent to the door. Once he noticed you he was quick to your side. "What did he do?" He asked urgently. You gave him a look. "Nothing. I just healed him." Dabi's shoulders became less tense. "Ok." He exhaled. 

You wanted to question him, but you were too drained. "You know the drill. Eyes closed." You nod your head and covered your eyes. Dabi hadn't used the blindfold this time, he had enough trust to know that you wouldn't open them. 

Eventually, you two made it back home. And all you wanted was to go to bed, you were exhausted, and so was Dabi. But before you went to your room, Dabi stopped you. "I'm sorry I didn't stay. I didn't want to chance it, you know? When he says he's going to do something, he does it." 

"It's ok. I just, really need some sleep...Goodnight." You say before shutting your door and heading to bed. "Night." Dabi said under his breath, before returning to his room. 

He flopped down on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. It had been one hell of a long night. Yet sleep would not find Dabi so easily. He couldn't stop thinking about your laugh from before. Why did you have to be so annoying yet so cute? And why, for the life of him he couldn't figure out, did he want to protect you from that asshole so badly? 

He could say he didn't want anything to happen to his free healing. But that just wasn't the full truth. What was? He didn't know. What he did know, is that he had the urge, the instinct to keep you safe. He knew you were your own person, that you were grown, and could watch out for yourself. But, he just couldn't help but feel the need to protect you. 

"Damn it...What the fuck are you doing to me sweetheart?" 

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[intersexdabi]

Comatose [Part 3]

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Rating: T Pairing: Dabi/Twice Warnings: medical jargon, alcohol abuse/use, mental health issues, hospital settings

"You gonna invite me in or what?"

Jin feels as if he's been placed in the middle of a nightmare, out of sheer disbelief of the situation. Facing a wall of darkness, with a familiar voice calling out to him, he waits for the inevitable twist. He waits for the truth to hit him, that Dabi hasn't come back, that he's dreaming or even... even losing his mind. Hearing voices in the middle of the night.

He's scared.

He's scared that someone's going to creak open their door and see him talking and facing no one. He's afraid to reach out, afraid that he'll feel nothing but empty space where the voice originates, afraid that the dark figure in the hall is just his eyes playing tricks on him.

Breathing uneven despite his attempts to control it, he manages to choke out, "Are you real?"

Silence follows his really, really stupid question and for a moment he thinks that the hallucination has evaporated right in front of him.

"What kind of question is that?"

He waits for a real answer. The voice huffs.

"Can you just turn on the damned light?"

No, he thinks, even when his other voice tries to affirm. If the light reveals nothing there, he'll... he'll...

"Don't mess with me, Jin. Not now," the voice says with a combination of exhaustion and annoyance that is so uncannily like Dabi that he reaches for the switch without a second thought.

Heart racing, breath fast, he lets his eyes follow the outline of the figure in front of him. It is Dabi, he dares to think. And as his vision adjusts, he can see the faintest blue color of his eyes and the mess of his hair and...

"Where the fuck have you been? Nice disappearing act!"

"Long story. Can I come in now?"

"No." Jin can hardly believe his own voice. The incoming urge for his other to pipe in immediately dies too. "No way. You fucking- You were gone. Vamoose. Poof and-"

"Jin."

"Now you're here in the middle of the night. No warnings. Just... out of nowhere you show back up like you never even left and-"

"Jin."

"Stop." He sucks in a breath that makes his bones rattle. "Not until you explain what the fuck is going on."

"Not now. Jin," Dabi says while Jin steels himself against the hot flash of anger that spikes his blood, "I'm... tired. I'll tell you everything, I'm just..."

The burning in his rib cage dies. Either Dabi's a good actor or the exhaustion is taking its toll on him. So he steps aside, away from the door frame so Dabi can get in.

After a short pause, Dabi pushes himself off the wall. But he barely makes it into the flood of light pouring from the door before his shadowy figure collapses midstep. Jin catches him out of instinct.

He slings one of Dabi's arms over his shoulders and helps him inside. It's when he closes the door that he notices what he missed in the dark. The papery fabric that loosely hangs from his body. How there's little to no black dye left in his hair. And his arms and then his face...

Dabi's had scars. Patches on his torso, his legs, even his arms. From using his quirk as a kid, he said. Scars that were mostly just red marks streaked here and there. But this...

This was everywhere. Across his neck and arms and face... And that's only what the clothes, which Jin is just now figuring what hospitals have in stock, are showing.

"What the hell?" He's quick to change their positions, so that most of Dabi's weight is leaning into his shoulder as he gets a better look. "What- you're like a patchwork doll! Are these burns?"

"Not now," Dabi repeats, looking as if he might fall asleep then and there. "Had to walk most of the way here and I almost didn't make it. Couldn't wait any longer..."

Suddenly, it's like Dabi can't bring himself to open his eyes. Jin leans forward and catches his friend by the back of his legs and lifts him up into his arms. Normally, Dabi would be barking out insults and cussin' up a storm, but his eyes merely flutter a moment and he grunts. Jin can feel Dabi's muscles relax as he's carrying him into the bedroom.

Instead of laying Dabi down, Jin sits himself on the bed, throwing his legs over the bunched-up sheets. He rolls to his side and lets the both of them fall back, the springs squeaking as they catch their combined weight.

With only a sliver of light from the other room, Jin can see that Dabi's eyes flutter briefly, far weaker than the last time. Even when Jin can tell his breathing's slowed and his limbs slack in sleep, he keeps his grip tight on the body curled up against him. Something in the back of his mind won't release him from the idea that this is all just one convoluted and strange dream and he'll wake up any moment, arms empty, aching for weight.

Dabi shifts throughout the night till his face is pressed against Jin's shoulder. And Jin, unable to sleep, keeps vigilant watch, mouth pressed against Dabi's head, waiting for the sun to creep past the horizon.

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Your writing is so amazing and these prompts have been no exception. Thank you so much for sharing your talent!

That said, what about 5. Biting/Marking with ShigaDabiHawks?

Prompt: Biting/Marking

Pairing: Shigadabihawks

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Threesome, Biting/Marking, Anal Sex, Possessiveness, light Temperature Play

Dabi, they learn quickly, is just as mouthy in bed as he is out of it. He had the pleasure of learning that first, before their hero came along and got all tangled up in them. Enjoys getting the arsonist all worked up and enjoys hearing him babbling and begging when he gets close to the edge, enjoys how he can't stop himself from goading at him because that means he gets to punish him too. But Dabi doesn't just run his mouth. Loves to go down on them, nearly melts whenever he gets to, and is perfectly happy to stay on his knees until his staples bleed or the seam through his bottom lip re-splits. Not complaining about that either, his mouth is wicked and so hot with his quirk that it puts he and Hawks a little out of their minds. But he also can't keep his teeth away from their skin when they're fucking. Has to have something in his mouth or he'll find it himself. Bites bruises over their skin wherever he can reach. Would call him a vampire but he never breaks skin, just leaves marks all over them in his feral desperation when there's skin close enough to bite and suck at. Really wouldn't be complaining about that except--

"I had a photoshoot!" Hawks, flushed bright red and gesturing wildly. Dabi is lounging across the bed, looking amused. Amused himself as he reads the article that Hawks had pulled up on his phone. The actual photos from the shoot had been doctored but apparently someone had gone and leaked the unedited ones and the behind the scenes ones from the makeup artist who had tried to cover the myriad of bruises that Dabi had littered Hawks' chest and neck with. Tomura would bet the PLF that he has more on his thighs too. Can't say that the pictures of Hawks with his wings wide, shirtless, and eyes half-lidded and goading for the, he checks, fragrance ad, yeah that tracks, isn't appealing. More appealing with Dabi's marks on his skin. But the photos are causing an actual scandal. Everyone wants to know who the hero is sleeping with and while he would love to further shatter the public's perception of heroes by tearing the number two away from them, Hawks is much more useful where he's at. 

"You weren't complaining at the time." Dabi sounds as amused as he feels. 

Hawks chirps at him indignantly. "That's not the point! What is wrong with you? You're like a feral cat!" 

"It is a lot at times, firefly," he remarks lightly. Doesn't really mind the marks himself. Though having the bruises peeking out from the collar of his suits and coats is definitely a little undignified. 

Dabi looks a little betrayed but he keeps his gaze even on the pyro. "Fine, if you don't like it I'll stop." 

Petty. Always petty. All three of them can be really but he doubts that Dabi will last for long after that declaration. Enjoys leaving his marks far too much to hold out. 

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That was a month ago. Knew that their firefly was determined and knew that he could be stubborn if he wanted, but this is not a level that he expected. Is still more than happy to go to bed with either of them, still mouthy, still loves being on his knees. Absolutely will not bite at them anymore. Won't even nip at their lips when they're kissing which is starting to annoy him and is absolutely driving Hawks crazy. 

Fine. Could order Dabi outright but there's not much fun in that. Instead starts to corner Hawks alone, works up their little bird and sucks his own bruises onto Hawks' skin. The hero doesn't complain, clearly desperate for Dabi's teeth again, and is more than happy to settle for his even though he's usually much more gentle with the hero in bed. Leaves a pretty ring of teeth on each of Hawks' thighs and just under his jaw. The places that Dabi normally loves to mark. Only a day or two before they're all back in bed together and Dabi sees them. Watches as his jaw clenches and he just peppers their pretty bird's skin with light kisses as the three of them start to build their pleasure together. Has Dabi on his back, legs spread wide so he can sink inside of his tight, overwhelming heat, as Hawks rides him, his chest to Hawks' back, wings spread wide and shivering as they match their pace. Smoke trickles out of Dabi's seams as they work him over together. One hand fisted lazily around Hawks' cock as he pets through his fluffy feathers. A slow fuck today, no urgency between their bodies as they move together. Shifts, nosing along the side of Hawks' neck and the hero coos softly, tilting to give him more room.

"Such pretty skin," he murmurs. Presses soft kisses along it, "Want another bruise, little bird? Another lovely mark to show the whole world who you belong to?" Meets Dabi's eyes over his shoulder and delights in how incensed Dabi's are. Hawks trills, grinding down a little harder on Dabi's cock, feels him tighten as their hero does it. 

"Please," chirpy and thin, wings fluttering slightly, watching Dabi too. 

"You two are the fucking worst." He bitches. Tomura thrusts in a little harder, hits his prostate roughly enough that he's arching, moaning with more smoke spilling from his seams as his hands tighten on Hawks' hips. 

"Don't be jealous, firefly, not like anyone knew they were your marks in the first place." Shifts and starts to nip along the unmarred part of Hawks' neck. Little bites that only turn the skin pink and make Hawks let out soft breathy coos alongside his other sounds. 

"Ah, please, Tomura, harder," Can see the smugness on their bird's expression out of the corner of his eye as they keep working Dabi over. Dabi intentionally creeps his temperature even higher, hot enough that it's just barely riding the edge of discomfort as he keeps moving inside of him. He retaliates by slowing, moving more shallowly, by shifting to the place where Hawks' neck and shoulder meet and sinking his teeth in. Doesn't break skin but the bite is hard enough that it has his wings flaring and going rigid against his chest, and Hawks letting out a loud desperate chirp. Must go tighter because Dabi certainly is, thrusting up sharply into his body. Gritting his teeth because he clearly wants to mark them up again, but his stubbornness is at war with his desire. 

"Gorgeous, little bird. Another?'

Nods frantically and he shifts, moves his mouth back to the side of his neck, high enough that his collar won't cover it when he's in uniform, already put a bruise here on the other side, Dabi's favorite spot to--

He snarls, moving, the change in angle makes them all groan, but soon Dabi's sitting up enough, easy enough for him to help move his lovers and support their weight at the new angle, and Dabi sinks his teeth so hard into Hawks' throat that he does break skin. Hawks nearly screams, one hand moving furiously over his cock and the other curling tightly around the back of Dabi's neck as he keeps him in place, his thrusts and coos taking on a much more desperate tone. Has them all moving faster, thrusting harder. Drags his fingers along Hawks' spine, roughly through his feathers, earning him the sharp short chirps that he knows means he's close, close, close. 

Doesn't know if it's Dabi or Hawks who cums first. Just knows that their little bird goes rigid with a loud coo and Dabi goes so hot and tight around him that he must have as well. Follows them almost immediately after, his own pleasure an intoxicating pull. Not protesting when Dabi finishes leaving a livid, bleeding bruise against Hawks' neck and shifts to capture his lips. Immediately sinks his teeth into his skin as well. Tastes blood on their tongues and doesn't stop, kisses him harder, until they're both breathless. 

"If either of you ever complain about my teeth again I'm going to light you on fire," Dabi hisses against his lips, shifting to kiss and nip at Hawks' as well. 

"There is something called moderation, firefly." He says mildly. But he doesn't really care. If any of them were built for moderation then they wouldn't have ended up here in the first place. Besides, he understands the compulsion to a degree. Keeps finding himself looking at red and blue collars online. Wonders if they would mind having his own mark of ownership around their necks. 

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