Jango *blinks*: What was that?
Kaisa *holding a droid head up*: Aggression.
Jango *dreamily whispers*: I liked that. Do it again.
Kaisa *turns to face him*: What was that?
Jango *coughs*: Uh nothing!
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how would dabi react to s/o having a huge fear of thunderstorm?
[and, I'm so sorry for this, but I have a (shameless) request; I'd really appreciate it if you could write about this a little bit long (if you have time and want to do it ofc) ? because I have a fear of thunder and I'd like to read it when there's thunderstorm, to help me to get through it. thank you sm! <3]
anon, as someone who’s scared shitless of thunderstorms, this asks actually hits home for me lmfaosdjksdjskdjkdjk
dabi x fem!reader
it was saturday night and like always you two were sitting on the couch chilling and watching a movie for your usual marathon, commenting from time to time about the characters or the various scenes, everything was going smoothly and you both were relaxed; him sitting at your right in his usual position, elbows resting on the back of the couch manspreading while you just sat at his side cross-legged talking cheerfully about what you were watching. everything was awesome until suddenly, after a few mumbled rumbles, a loud on came from outside making you slightly flinch on the spot, something that dabi noticed right away turning towars you “is everything alright baby?”, he questioned leaning forward to have a better look at your face, you’ve suddenly turned pale and he could also see that you were slightly trembling, but despite all that your lips curled up in a trembling smile, uselessly trying to reassure him “yeah su—”, but you were cut off by another rumble that came louder than the one before, making a meancing flashlight explode outside and a scared shriek come through past your lips as you pulled up your hands to cover your ears while literally throwing yourself against dabi’s chest, welcomed by his arms that naturally went to surround your shoulders, one hand resting on the back of your head “you know you don’t have to act strong or tough around me.”, he calmly called out to you while looking down tenderly at your quivering figure as he caressed your head soothingly, hoping that would help you feel better “it’s just that– i don’t want you to think i’m overdramateek!”, you yelped once again as another thunderstorm broke out in a loud rumble, that made it seem like the walls were vibrating, your arms going to surround dabi’s torso, holding tightly onto him for dear life as you went to bury your face onto his chest.
he was taken a little aback from what you told him and also the way you were trembling uncontrollably, the way right now you were looking so defenseless and weak in his hold made him clench his jaw at remembering what you said; the raven haired villain shifted to pull up a leg on the couch, then he pulled you between them holding you even tighter while dragging you with him as he went to rest his back against the armrest while you were resting onto his chest, still trembling like a leaf “i would never mock your fears princess.”, his deep husky voice vibrated through his chest and then all over your body, sending a wave of reassurance and warmth that slowly made your trembling lessen by the second “that’s why never keep things to yourself and act tough, just lean on me.”, you relaxed your shoulders after listening to his words and lifted your head finding your faces one inch away from the other; his cerulean eyes glanced down at you intensely and you responded the same way, the second later he leaned down while you moved up to meet him midway and just like that your lips pressed together into an endearing loving kiss, molding together for a few moments before you two parted with a little ‘smooch’, never looking away from one another once your eyes locked.
you huffed a brief laugh before resting your head against his cleavage with an happy smile, an hand going to stop over his chest “i’m so thankful for your existence dabi, really.”, after this you felt his heartbeat quicken under your palm and your smile widened at hearing clearing his throat, most probably embarrassed, like every time you praised him or told him sweet words. it was simply so endearing to you.
“i’m truly thankful for your existence too, y/n.”, you opened your eyes widening them in surprise, when you were about to move your head to take a look at him though, dabi placed an hand on top of it gently pulling it down on his cleavage again “don’t... not now at least...”, dabi told you with weak voice, clearing his throat once again before he started to caress slowly and tenderly your hair, trying his best to make you relax and not think about the thunderstorm outside.
you hummed in response, conceding to the arsonist what he asked of you, smiling all giddy because you knew that right now he was beet red all over his face. dabi simply couldn’t handle all at once that amount of love, sincerity, kindness and endearingness, not without falling in love with you more as seconds goes by at least.
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Now see him (closer to) Canon style.
With some. Fucking Shapes....
He really is. So. So designed. And I fucking hate. HATE. How it All Fucking Works, Actually. But at what cost.... (my sanity.)
Things I go back and forth on:
Drawing the individual scales on his chainmail. It DOES look better if you go out of your way to do that. But for me it really just depends on the vibe of the piece (like this more serious endeavor I'm gonna draw each, but for quick sketches/shitposts I just do the wave. Equivalent of drawing a seagull like -> m )
Things I modify: Almost fucking everything. Next
Things I never include (and why):
> Hhow... Hhhow do you have That Many Belts.... SIR......... (don't even get me started on how that strap across his chest doesn't even wrap fully around like a shoulder bag DO NOT GET ME FUCKING STARTED.....)
> The gorget. The neck guard thing. It just makes posing a pain in the ass. You wouldn't think so, maybe. But for me the collar bone is huge in trying to get a sense for where everything should be! From posing to perspective even!!!
> The thigh armor. We've been over this. This is the entire reason we're here. I need to kill him.
> You CANNOT make me draw his fucking crown WITH his stupid fucking hair AND the very specific wavy way I draw it YOU CAN'T MAKE ME. YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. Everyone else who does this and have found ways around it/to implement it into their work ARE FAR STRONGER THAN ME. I'LL THROW UP. AND CRY‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
Things I fuck up and forget on a regular basis: A lot.
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