#rockstar dabi smut

[dabisqueen]

Rockstar Dabi (Touya) x fem!Reader

⇢ word count: roughly 5.5K

⇢ series plot: after receiving a VIP ticket to a concert of the most popular rock band, you go and it proves to be a life-changing event.

⇢ current plot: Ignoring Dabi's jealousy, Tenko approaches you for some help. Little did you both know that a pair of golden eyes are watching you.

⇢ warnings: 18+, minors DNI, kissing, fellatio (f receiving), fingering, overstimulation, unprotected consensual sex, creampie, orgasm, lots of dialogue, lots of hurt, angst and jelousy

Personal note: this is one step away from the finale! Again, a huge shout-out to @/hunajan for being my beta again!

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You had been on the road with the band for some time now, moving from city to city, staying with Dabi all the time. Each concert was still sold out, even though some tabloids caught on to Dabi and Keigo not being as intimate as they used to be on stage.

Ever since Dabi's dispute with Keigo and Tenko after the first concert you joined, life had become somewhat normal again. Tension had calmed down, almost as if nothing happened that one fateful night. Still, Keigo had been entirely avoiding contact with you and Tenko had withdrawn himself, not trying to provoke the tension between him and Dabi. 

The latter didn't let you out of his sight, being overly protective over you, his behavior even bordering on obsessiveness. Still, he was caring and gentle and would go to extreme lengths devoting his entire time to you.

In a way, it was humbling, but you missed having some time to yourself. With the birthday of your room mate coming up, you planned on spending some time going shopping. Alone.

The soft sunlight falling through the curtains tickled you awake and you yawned, nestling your head even tighter against Dabi's warm chest. It felt so good, waking up with him every morning, his arms wrapped around you, the soft breathing of his against your hair, his scent engulfing you.

You tried to move, but your legs were tangled into a knot with his under the sheets. Dabi's breathing was calm, his arm wrapped around you as if he was afraid you could disappear. You kissed him on his warm chest, stroking his back. 

As he slowly came to, his beautiful azure eyes opened, looking at you drowsily. He was adorable, so relaxed and exposed. Almost vulnerable. He was starting to stir, his feet stretching and toes curling as he slowly woke. His fingers started to draw little circles into your skin as he took a deep inhale, savoring your sweet scent.

It felt like you could do this for the rest of your life, with him, in his arms, skin against skin. You sighed and buried your face in his chest, not wanting this moment to pass.

"Morning babe," he murmured, noticing you were awake, his voice sleepy and thick.

"Hey baby," you pressed your lips against the soft skin on his chest. Your fingers started playing with the thin lines of dark hair that danced against his chest and he hummed in approval.

"So," you started, "Wanna get up?"

"No–" He chuckled, his smile so boyish and innocent while his grip on you tightened, "Wanna fuck…"

"You're impossible," you giggled against his warmth.

His low voice did something embarrassing to you, an ache growing between your legs, your thighs clenching and wetness pooling in your panties.

His stunning azure eyes were beautiful, his lips pressing gentle kisses to the supple skin of your neck as you craned it back, giving him ample access.

"Hmm," he hummed, kissing the skin of your neck, "You're simply too irresistible."

Stroking your cheek with his thumb he moved to brushing over your lips. Instantly parting them to take it inside your mouth, you started to suckle on it, rolling your tongue around it, while his mesmerizing eyes gazed at you.

“You're the only one I’m ever going to want–” he mumbled, "You know that, right?"

You shuddered an approving moan against his chest and he sighed with pleasure before slipping his free hand underneath the seam of your panties. Grazing your clit, he moved on to stroke over your puffy, wet folds.

"You're soaked, doll.” His morning voice sounded deep and husky, filled with nothing but passion and desire and it made your stomach flip with want.

When he started pulling down your panties and felt him growing hard against your thigh, it churned a blistering heat inside you. 

After he slipped the soaked piece of fabric off your legs, he lifted it up to his nose, inhaling your scent before tossing it off to the side, his azure gaze not once breaking with yours.

He groaned as his palms slid underneath your shirt, explored your skin, stroking along your sides. Lifting your shirt above your head, he slipped it off and dropped it carelessly on the bed.

“You're perfect,” He sucked in a breath at the sight of your breasts, "Have I ever told you that?"

"Not enough -aaaah- times," you moaned as he started pressing gentle kisses against your soft nipple, his hand starting to caress your other breast.

Watching the way your sensitive bud stiffened, he repeated the motion on the other side. Large palms continued to grope your mounds as you let out an airy sigh.

When he languidly began to lap at your chest, you tightened your grip on the back of his head, groaning when you felt him drag his teeth gently against the sensitive nub before the flat of his tongue slid over it and sucked it into his mouth.

“Fuck, Dabi.” You mewled, feeling his tongue lash against your nipple and your eyes fluttered.

His cheeks hollowed as he began to suck hard on it and it sent jolts of pleasure through your body, heightening your arousal by the second. Cracking open your eyes, you saw him rut his hips in slow motions into the mattress, his dick hard against the mattress, his cock aching and his balls throbbing.

Dabi was seemingly just as aroused as you were from merely sucking your breast. Just as your walls started fluttering on the tell-tale sign of an impending orgasm, he pulled back from your breast with a pop. You wanted to complain but then you felt his fingers find their way down belly, stroking his warm palm over your soft mound and coming to a rest against your wet folds. 

His fingers started to stroke against your slit before moving over to your clit, rubbing slow, steady circles against it. You gasped with pleasure and his eyes smirked mischievously at your reaction. 

"Does that feel good?” He mused.

But you couldn't answer, arousal and embarrassment battling each other inside your body. Feeling him scoot down to nestle between your thighs, fingers circling your tight entrance.

"Dabi, I haven't showered…" you mewled indignantly, your body shivering at the sensation.

"I love the taste of you in the morning," he purred, feeling the tip of his index finger slip into your tight heat, your inner walls immediately clenching around him in anticipation. 

His strong arms weaved under your thighs to hold your ass in his large palms, pulling you close against his eager mouth. Your eyes fluttered shut and you keened when you felt the flat of his tongue lick along your sex, gathering your essence on his tongue. Your sweet tangy taste ignited something feral inside him as a low growl vibrated in his throat. His balls started to ache, wanting to empty their load into you.

“Fuck, 's so delicious,” he murmured before diving in for more.

His finger started a relentless pace, first one, then two – and at last three. Curling them, he found the spongy spot in your walls that instantly ignited a white heat in your gut and made you arch your back

Your hands immediately looked for something to brace yourself against, your fingers weaving into his raven hair, fingernails dragging against his scalp. You moaned out loud as his nose bumped against your clit and you found yourself grinding against him. The heat between your legs turned blistering and you felt him move back up, his lips latching around your clit, his cheeks hollowing as he began to suck, lashing his tongue against the sensitive nub. He kept you steady as he alternated to lash his tongue against your sensitive nub before sucking at it while his fingers slid in and out of your tight heat.

“Oh, fuck.” You gasped, feeling the climax slowly starting to roll through you in soft waves.

Your lips parted as moans kept falling freely from your lips while you came undone on him. Bucking your hips, you ground them erratically against his mouth, riding out your high against his tongue and fingers, your hands instinctively kneading his hair.

As the waves of pleasure ebbed out, you tried to wiggle away from him. But Dabi kept his grip steady on your hips while he continued to work your clit in his mouth. It instantly made sparks of pleasure erupt through your body all over again. Your body tensed, legs trembling as the sensation became too overwhelming when he angled his fingers even further up, the tips digging onto your trembling walls.

“Dabi, wait-” You moaned, but couldn’t finish, your thighs starting to quiver as you felt another orgasm starting to tear through you.

The second climax crashed through you like a freight train, while Dabi continued to shamelessly lap at your folds, the lewd noises filling the hotel bedroom.

Finally, he pulled back from your sex, giving you the needed time to recover, while his fingers were stilll nestled knuckles-deep in your sex. Your breathing was heavy, your hand still tangled in his hair as you both shared a glance, a slight grin forming on both of your faces. 

"Did so good for me." Licking his lips greedily, Dabi's face glistened with your slick as he asked cockily, smirking down at you, "How was I?”

You rolled your eyes at him before dropping your head back against the pillow, eyes fluttering shut. “Don't expect any praise from me–” 

"Aww…" Mocking disappointment, he chuckled and pulled his fingers out with a wet sound, making you gasp at the sudden loss.

Reaching down, he pulled off his boxers to free his aching cock. "I'm seriously heartbroken."

Your head was still swimming, your body tingling with the afterglow of two mind-boggling orgasms. But it instantly cleared up as Dabi's large palms slipped underneath your legs, hoisting them up to bring your knees to your chest. Resting on his heels, his cock painfully twitched at the sight of your swollen, wet pussy.

Sliding his index finger along your drenched folds, he coated it with your juices, glistening in the low light of the bedroom. 

He watched your folds flutter against his touch. "You ready?"

But he didn't wait for you to answer when he took his cock in his palm, running its spongy tip up and down your pussy for lubrication.

You whimpered as Dabi pressed the head of his cock against your eager hole, his fingers moving down to press gentle circles around your clit.

"Dabi, please, I can't, s'too much–'' you moaned, but ignoring your complaints he slowly started pushing his cock inside.

Dabi continued to slowly slide inside, His fingers holding the base of his cock, guiding himself inside you slowly as he tried hard not to cum immediately at the tightness as he bottomed inside you. 

"Always taking me so well," Dabi groaned and pressed a sloppy kiss against your lips, stroking his fingers along your cheek.

Dabi slowly began to ease himself out of your tightness before pressing himself back in with shallow thrusts, the thick veins on his cock rubbing against your inner walls perfectly. The dull ache of the stretch was quickly forgotten when he found the tender spot he was looking for. 

"How can you always be this tight?" His grip tightened on your legs as he increased his pace. 

Beginning to pump himself inside you, you started to clench around him, moaning unabashedly, fingers curled into the fabric. You always felt so full with him inside of you, your core contracting as he started to increase the pace, your overstimulated body quivering underneath him.

Leaning all his weight into you, he pushed you down against the bed, your breasts bouncing up and down as he continued the quick pace. 

"God, you're so fucking perfect," he muttered, cherishing the way you cried out for him, "You're the only one I want…"

Your mind was fuzzy, you could only focus on his heavy thrusts and the wet sound of his drenched balls slapping against your ass. 

"Fuck, 's too good," he rasped, completely drunk on you as he pressed his thumb harder against your clit, watching your body writhe in pleasure.

You were a sobbing mess below him by now, your body shaking as yet another orgasm was building up rapidly. His eyes dropped down, glued to your pussy, watching it swallow greedily his fat cock. 

“I'm gonna–" You managed to gasp out, the sounds coming from your spasming hole absolutely lewd, wet and messy.

"Shit yeah," a guttural groan left his lips at the sensation of you starting to pulsate around him, "Me too."

"Touya–" You whined, your nails digging into the sheets, as you felt your third orgasm starting to peak inside your belly.

He didn't let go of you as he set a brutal jackhammering pace.

"Fuck, fuck – fuck," he groaned and leaned down, biting hard into the supple skin of your shoulder, making you cry out for him.

Your vision went blurry, mouth open as you felt a powerful climax nearing. With a particularly strong rut of his, all your restraints snapped like a twig, waves of pleasure rolling over you and you came. 

Trembling and moaning, you clawed at the sheets, insides twitching and contracting around him. Your lower half was shaking, squeezing his cock while you rode out your orgasm, moaning out his name as you convulsed against him.

Dabi kept pounding into you, his thumb continuing to roll over your clit while your lower half kept firing off jolts of pleasure through your body while you kept clenching violently around his cock buried deep inside you. 

“Oh shit,” Dabi grunted, not being able to hold back either anymore. 

He buried his head in the crook of your neck and thrust into you a few more times. Bottoming out inside of you, he finally found his own release, hips jerking sloppily a few more times before he stilled, buried deep inside of you and filling your womb with his hot creamy seed. 

Your bodies still connected, you both slowly regained your breath, his lips nuzzled against your skin, starting to pepper soft kisses against it, while he stayed balls deep inside of you.

"I love you so much," he muttered against your sweaty skin.

Your heart stopped in that instant. You never expected –no– never anticipated to hear those three words from him. As the secondary ticked by you struggled to respond, trying to comprehend what he just said. But then you let your heart speak for you.

With your cheeks all aglow, you responded with an airy sigh, "I love you too."

Your words were magic to his ears, making him spellbound, and he held his breath, his heart pounding against his ribcage. Yet, instead of saying anything else, he closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of your skin, your hair. This was it, this was what he had always wanted, that he had always been searching for.

Eventually, he turned soft enough inside of you to slide out and he dropped into the sheets beside you. Turning your face towards him, your lips were wet from saliva, eyes puffy from crying. 

"That was amazing." Dabi brushed your cheek and smiled at you, "You're mine, I'll never let you go."

After a few more minutes of simply cuddling and enjoying each other's warmth, basking in the afterglow of your orgasms, you asked again, "So, what's the plan for today?" 

"Keigo and I have to meet, we have to work on some new songs…" Dabi crossed his arms behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.

"Ok, sounds exciting…" grinning at him, you playfully kissed his bare chest, feeling the thin layer of sweat against your lips.

"Hmmm what about you? Wanna join?" His head turned, his azure eyes looking for yours.

"I'm going to the mall, shopping." You raised your gaze to meet his,  "My roommate's birthday is coming up."

“You wanna go alone?" Dabi sat up, looking you over, "You could take a bodyguard with you." 

"That's sweet baby, but I don't need a guard." Lifting your hand, you tugged his bangs away to get a better look at his face.

"If you go tomorrow, I could come with you." He raised his brow, a slight furrow forming on his forehead.

You could see that he was concerned, that he was torn inside. 

"Baby, I'm a grown woman," you giggled lightly, "I think I can manage to go alone."

"Is that so?" He sounded calm, but guarded, his expression darkening at your words.

"You're such a jealous baby," you laughed and sat up as well, sliding on his lap and cupping his face, your eyes searching for his.

"Baby, I love you. You know that, right?" Your soft lips brushed his. "Don't be so worried."

"I know – and I love you too. Still…" you noticed the red flush of his cheeks.

"Touya…" Your lips merged with his and you breathed into his mouth, "I can take care of myself."

"It's not that." He pulled back and blushed more, his gaze turning to fixate the wall, "What if… you meet someone?"

"Touya," you started again, "I don't want to be with anyone else but you. Ok?"

"Hmmm, ok," he closed in again and hummed against your lips, "Yeah, you're right. It's not like you are gonna meet anyone behind my back."

You pinched his cheek, scolding, "Dabi, I'd never do that! You're the only one for me."

The shower was warm and soothing on your skin. The stream was warm and steady, awakening your skin in all the right ways. With eyes closed, the water came as a soothing cascade, washing away all remnants of any doubts and worries.

Hitting the handle of the faucet off, you waited for the few last drops to fall before stepping out of the shower. 

Turning around, you took a look at yourself in the mirror, seeing the blooming red bite marks showing on your neck. Shaking your head, you mused about how possessive Dabi was towards you.

Wrapping a white, soft towel around your body you moved back into the bedroom, where Touya had already ordered breakfast and was munching on a bagel. 

Seeing you approach, a smile spread across his face as he mumbled with a full mouth "Missed ya, sweetheart."

There was some marmalade sticking to the corner of his mouth and still dressed in your bathrobe, you leaned forward, cupping his face. Hovering your mouth over his, you smelled the comforting scent of warm coffee and the sweetness of the fruit spread on him. Sneaking your tongue out, you lapped at the corner of his lips, kissing it after it was clean again.

He took a big gulp, huge eyes taking you in, "You're such a tease…"

"Says you of all men," you giggled as you stepped up to him and grabbed a bagel.

After you finished breakfast, you turned to get dressed. Stepping behind you, Dabi circled your waist with his arms. His warm lips latched onto your neck, peppering small kisses along its curve down to your shoulder. 

"Gonna miss you". Resting his chin on your shoulder, he murmured, "Please don't go running off with someone else."

"I'd never, I promise," you breathed, turning your head for your lips to meet. "I LOVE YOU."

"We'll meet after practice, ok?" After kissing him goodbye you left out the door.

Arriving down in the lobby and stepping out of the elevator, you turned towards the main entrance of the hotel when you heard someone familiar call your name. Turning around, you saw Tenko approaching. 

"Hey Tenko, what's up," you greeted him with a smile.

Tenko as a person was such a stark contrast to Dabi, refreshingly different. With him you always felt so grounded and secure. 

Tenko’s face turned a hue pink when he stopped right in front of you, his fingers raising to dig into the skin of his neck.

"Uh, hey!" He stuttered, his eyes flicking up to yours and immediately back to the floor.

"Hey Tenko," you took a step forward to hug him.

His eyes widened, surprised by the sudden proximity. Yet, he awkwardly mirrored your movements, resulting in you almost bumping your noses. You couldn't help but giggle softly, while you departed and his face turned crimson red.

Shuffling his feet and stuffing his hand back into his pockets while his other raised to his neck, he started to mutter, "Need to ask you a favor." 

"Tenko, you know you can ask me anything ," raiding your fist, you nudged him against his shoulder.

A faint smile broke on his lips as his fingers finally settled and he lowered his arm, "Uh, I was wondering what you were doing."

"I'm going to the mall, shopping," you raised your brow, "Now spill the beans please."

"Yeah, ok," he ran a trembling hand through his hair, "Remember when I was gonna ask you something?"

"Yes I do!" You admitted with a nod.

"Well, I have a problem and I need your help." He lifted his head, meeting your gaze with his ruby eyes, "Could I maybe come with you?"

"I don't think that would be a good idea," looking around the lobby you hinted "You know Dabi wouldn't be very pleased…"

"I-I know" he stuttered, his head dropping low on his shoulders as he turned an even deeper red," It's just– I met this girl. And I don't know anyone else to turn to."

His ears turned crimson and his hand darted up to scratch nervously at his neck again.

"She's a user/gamer I've been playing with and we have been talking a lot and she wants to meet." He paused, his gaze flicking up to yours before focusing back to the floor, "But I don't know what to do. Or how to behave. Can you help me please?"

You paused for a second, smiling warmly at his sincerity. You sighed and looked at Tenko’s nervous crimson eyes hiding behind pale unruly bangs.

"So what's her name and where do you want to meet?" You asked, giving him a reassuring nudge.

"She's actually in town now, but I haven't picked a location yet. Any suggestions?"

"Depends on what you want to do. I've heard that there's a gamer convention tomorrow night. How about that?" You

Tenko hesitated for a second but then a slim smile broke on his lips. "That would be perfect!"

"Anything for you, Tenko." You gave him an airy laughter before wrapping your arms loosely around him, giving him a hug. 

He slightly turned his head, his dry, cracked lips pressing against your cheek for a kiss. It caught you off guard, and you released a breath, too surprised to react.

"Thank you so much," he rasped silently, squeezing you before releasing you from his embrace. "This means a lot to me…"

Unbeknownst to you both, another pair of eyes had watched tenkos and your dialogue. Eyes that belonged to a man, standing half hidden behind one of the pillars of the lobby. A man with blond, windstrewn hair.

Golden eyes narrowed as a hand retrieved a cell phone and held it up, the fake sound of a shutter clicking at Keigo took several pictures of you and Tenko, the way you smiled at him, hugged each other before you went outside to both step into a waiting cab and drive off.

A pleased smirk started spreading on his face, when his fingers flew over the screen before lifting the phone to his ear.

"Dabi, it's me, Keigo." His voice was low and sultry, "Let's meet up in my room, I've got some big news for you."

Arriving back at the hotel you wondered why Dabi hadn't called or checked in on you at least once ever since you left. 

Still wondering a bit you stepped through the lobby and into the lift, hitting the number of your floor. 

The ping of the elevator announced the arrival on the right floor and the sliding doors opened, revealing the short hallway down to dabi and your suite. The soft carpet on zke floor drowned out any sound you were making and it was almost an eerie silence surrounding you. 

Just as the click of the door unlocking sounded as you stepped towards it, you heard a muffled noise from down the hall where Keigo's suite was.

It sounded like a heated discussion and you could clearly make out Dabi's voice. Ignoring the growing feeling of concern in the pit of your stomach, you lowered your hand that was clutched around the door handle and turned towards Keigo's suite. 

It was definitely Dabi's voice. And he sounded strained. A prikling cold started spreading inside your chest as you reached out to knock at Keigo's door.

The noise on the other side died off and soon after, the door cracked open before swinging wide open in one swift motion. Keigo stood in front of you, his golden eyes glaring down at you.

"Uhm, is Dabi here?“ You craned your neck to look over his shoulders.

"Oh of course, and he's been eagerly expecting you." His voice oozed of mock politeness as he invited you inside.

With that he stepped aside to let you in, closing the door behind you.

The place was a mess. There were empty whiskey bottles on the floor and the bar counter soiled with remnants of white powder lines. Several rolled up dollar bills littered the floor and then your gaze went up to immediately lock with him.

Dabi.

He looked ravenous. His hair was a mess and stuck in sweaty strands to his forehead. You could still make out faint remnants of white powder lining his nostrils. And his eyes. His pupils were so dilated that instead of gazing into a beautiful ocean of aquamarine you stared into a bottomless pit. 

They were just empty. dull. 

There was nothing in them when they looked at you. They weren't lighting up when they saw you. No, they darkened. 

He took a step towards you.

"What happened?" You blurted out, while you felt your fingertips getting cold, your heart starting to shake.

"I was about to ask you that same question…" Dabi growled as he approached you. 

Keigo had stepped off to the side, casually leaning against the wall, a half empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. The smug grin that started to spread across his face when he watched the scene unravel in front of him should have been warning enough.

"Touy–" but you were interrupted by Dabi raising his voice against you.

"Don't you dare call me by my name." He swiftly cut you off with a rude hand gesture. 

You could sense the earth sinking underneath your feet, little by little, a bad foreboding starting to build inside your chest, heavy and thick.

"What do you mean?" You swallowed down the lump building in your throat, "Why are you like this?"

"You went out with Tenko?" His words were sharp, his eyes cold and unapproachable, as he looked at you.

"Yes, but…" you were startled. 

"But what? Did you have fun with him?" His shoulders shook with anger, "Is one rockstar not enough for you?"

"Dabi, let me ex—" the color drained from your face as you reached a hand out towards him.

"No more lies from you." Dab'is eyes were so cold, his words unforgiving. "And don't come any closer."

You stopped at once, hand still hung in the air. A cold heat started to flare up inside you, blood starting to rush in your ears.

You were terrified.

Keigo kicked off the wall to saunter over to where Dabi was standing, "See? Told ya to mark my words, that she's just another groupie."

"Keigo, what are you saying?" Disbelieve still fogged your brain.

All blood drained from your face as both men looked at you with disgust in their eyes, leaving no room to bargain. That’s when it dawned on you.

"Dabi, I can explain," your voice started to tremble, "We were just talking–"

"Explain what?" His cold glare hit yours, piercing straight through into your heart, freezing it over.

"Hm, just talking, huh?" Keigo crooned, cocking his head, "Didn't look like talking when you kissed and stepped into the cab together."

"Tenko didn't kiss me, it was just a peck on–" you started.

Dabi's voice was thunderous when he bellowed, "I trusted you!" 

His words were filled with disgust, sick by the fact that you betrayed him. You swallowed back tears as you looked at him, feeling so helpless, all connection lost to him.

"You promised me you wouldn't turn against me behind my back," Dabi said through clenched jaws, his pupils dilated.

His lips, even though pressed into a thin line, started to tremble. Your nails were sinking into your palm as the tension grew thick, desperate.

"This morning, you said that you loved me, that you didn't want to be with anyone else but me!" His hands raised to pull at his hair when he continued, rage tinting his face red.

"You said that you'd never meet anyone behind my back, that I was the only one for you!" The last words came out as a desperate cry.

Dabi's arms sank down his side, his fingernails cutting against the skin of his palm as he balled his hands into fists.

"The more I tried not to fall for you, the more I loved you. You were my life.” His voice shattered. "And then you meet someone behind my back?" 

Word after word came out of his mouth, and each one pulled you lower into the ground.

“I don't need that. There are a lot of girls flocking after me, who would do anything for me.” His eyes were hollow, the icy tone in his voice made it clear that he wasn't pretending.

"I love you so much." The words came out as a whisper, "But that was a mistake.”

Your heart rate escalated, so fast that it fogged your brain. You couldn't move, couldn't say anything as your eyes turned glassy with hot tears, enough to make your vision blur. The air felt suffocating, the silence in the room deafening.

You were looking for the right words to reply, but cold fear flooded your body, making you unable to think. All that was on your mind was not to fuck this up, not to say the wrong words.

"Dabi…" you tried again but he lowered his gaze, his beautiful eyes concealed behind the curtains of his bangs when he spoke the words that you feared the most. 

But before you could answer, Dabi's broken voice sounded through the room, his words cutting through you like a knife.

"I think you should go." He took a shallow breath, adding quietly. "Now."

The world around you shattered into a million pieces, a high-pitched ringing sounding in your ears as you fought a rising panic. 

"Dabi, please hear me out." Your stomach lurched and you felt like throwing up.

"Hey chick, didn't you hear what he said?" Keigo's sharp voice cut through your words.

Dabi's eyes were still glued to the floor, his beautiful face hidden from you. He stood there, unmoving. Only Keigo faced you - with a triumphant grin plastered to his face.

"Dabi…" His name fell from your lips in a shaky, breathy whisper.

But there was no answer, he stayed mute, only the soft sound of fabric rustling was heard as Keigo shifted a bit.

“I see…” the words came out as a whisper.

You knew it was done. There was nothing you could do. Not now, not here. You felt so tired, so drained.

Wordlessly, with trembling hands, you grabbed your bag and turned towards the door. Before your fingers around the knob, you paused, waiting for Dabi to say something, anything. 

But nothing came.

You opened the door, stepping through its frame, and it fell shut behind you with a soft click. Then, silence hung heavy around you.

It started as a mere shudder, but soon violent sobs shook your body, tears started falling freely once out in the hallway. One hand clutched against the strap of your handbag as you turned towards your hotel suite to pack your bags.

For good this time.

[peachsukii]

𝓲𝓷𝓴 & 𝓻𝓱𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓶 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 『 band au | strangers to lovers | slow burn 』

pairing // artist!reader x drummer!bakugo status // in progress rating // explicit (18+ themes) #✩.ink&rhythm + crossposted to AO3

✩ summary // Distortion is the hottest band in town, making waves in the underground scene with their unique sound. Led by your college best friend and music prodigy, Kyoka Jiro, alongside her misfit group of friends, they've been playing shows every weekend for the last few months and have gathered a decent following. You're whisked into the whirlwind of their rockstar lives when Jiro commissions you to design a band logo for their merch, reconnecting with her and meeting the members of the band. Your eyes immediately gravitate to their powerful drummer, Katsuki Bakugo. Fresh out of a nasty three year on/off relationship, he's not looking for anything or anyone while shutting out the world around him. He's focused on the one thing that keeps him sane; music. You're six months free of a breakup as well, looking to repaint your world with new colors and experiences, but turns out it's more tumultuous than anticipated. Explosive fights, newfound fame, clashing egos, dive bars, stolen kisses, black out dreams, messy exes and hard lessons; but somehow, love finds a way to bloom like a flower in the desert - deep in the hottest, driest wasteland of two broken hearts.

✩ tags & warnings // rock/punk/alt band au, slow burn, meet cute, strangers to lovers, various smut, smoking/drugs/alcohol consumption, talks of emotional & physical abuse from past partners, angst with a happy ending, emotional hurt/comfort, mild violence, mentions of cheating from past partners, miscommunications, jealousy, long distance, stalking, attempted sexual assault (not from bakugo or the bakusquad!), bakugo & reader suffer from relationship traumas (Camie & dabi are nasty exes), bakusquad are in a band, friend breakups & makeups

꒰ track list ꒱ ✩ Prelude: Holding onto Hope is a Different Kind of Pain ✩ Track One: Shine a Light into the Wreckage ✩ Track Two: Flowers Filled with Vitriol ✩ Track Three: Boulevard of (Broken?) Dreams ✩ Track Four: You Can Throw Me in the Deep End ✩ Track Five: Every Canvas that I Paint is a Masterpiece (of My Mistakes) ✩ Track Six: Band-Aids Don't Fix Bullet Holes ✩ Track Seven: Good Girls Stay Alive ✩ Track Eight: The End of Me, The End of Me ✩ Track Nine: If It Means A Lot To You ✩ Track Ten: Hand on the Throttle ✩ Bonus Track: We Are Distortion, 1-2-3-go!!

꒰ info ꒱ ✩ all characters are 24/25 years old ✩ reader co-owns an art gallery and has a BFA ✩ reader's artist alias is "glxtch" (glitch) ✩ bakugo drives a custom built orange & black Kawasaki Ninja ZX-6R ✩ relationships: momojiro, kirimina, ex-bakucamie, ex-dabi/reader

✩ band name: Distortion ✧ Kyoka Jiro | lead singer, electric guitar (Barista - Degree in Music Production) ✧ Denki Kaminari | electric guitar, backup vocals (Waiter) ✧ Eijiro Kirishima | bass, backup vocals (Bartender) ✧ Katsuki Bakugo | drummer, backup vocals (Bike Mechanic) ✧ Mina Ashido | keyboard, backup vocals (Makeup artist) ✧ Momo Yaoyorozu | band manager (Marketing assistant)

✩ vocal inspirations ✧ Kyoka Jiro ⇢  addie amick (halocene) ✧ Denki Kaminari ⇢  rory rodriguez (dayseeker) ✧ Eijiro Kirishima ⇢  tim mcilrath (rise against) ✧ Katsuki Bakugo ⇢  eric vanlerberghe & acoustic (i prevail - harsh vocals) ✧ Mina Ashido ⇢  maggie lindemann

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[neesieiumz]

| benighted ↠ plunged into darkness ⸻ dabi |

synopsis ↠ despite last week's argument, you still found yourself at your boyfriend's first tour concert.

warnings ↠ smut. 18+. toxic relationship. rockstar!dabi. exhibitionism. face-fucking. black-coded reader. female reader. afab reader. reader learns she has a slight exhibitionism kink. degradation. honestly, a bit of dub-con. dabi calls reader a slut. hawks is in this. just trust me on this. dabi fucks you in the back of the club

writer’s notes ↠ despite me finishing it, it took me two weeks to edit it because I didn't feel like it. Lord... anyway I hope y'all enjoy this, I definitely tried to go out of my comfort zone with this one. also thank you for 2.3k followers. I luv yaaaalllll.

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It was loud. 

That was a usual occurrence when it comes to their shows. The crowds screaming, girls swooning, and guitar and bass clashing together in a rough medley as the drums and keyboard kept the tempo. LEAGUE was their name, a band Touy—Dabi joined three years ago, and since then has only been going up and up. You remember the day he told you he had finally found a band decent enough, crashing in your loft apartment laying across your body as you watched a movie together. His love for bass guitar was the one thing that he brought from his family home, his outlet from an explosive family dynamic.

Taking a deep breath, you gazed at him behind your sunglasses. He was shirtless, body glistening with sweat, the overhead spotlights giving him a cool glow. His arms and chest were littered with tattoos that you still didn’t know when he got done. His dyed black hair hangs over his face, covering his eyes ever so slightly. You then moved your gaze towards the crowd, looking all the way up into the nosebleeds. It was their biggest show to date, evident from their growing success. Couldn't help the little smile that formed on your face, you leaned against the wall as their guitarist, Spinner, if you remembered correctly led them to their last song of the night. As the slowest song played, you hummed along, nodding your head to the beat. You could feel a lot of movement behind you, stage managers getting ready for cleaning up after the show. 

As the final note came out, the crowd cheered louder than it had before for the night. Standing up straight, you held your bag close to you before turning around and beginning to walk away. You rather not be here when a flood of managers surrounded them, headed towards the dressing rooms. You passed by Magne, or Big Sis Magne dubbed by the rest of the band, according to Dabi. She was the only one who was somewhat nice to you, helping you get backstage while they were just beginning their show. You got to the dressing rooms, one for each band member. You got it in the middle, labeled with his very name as well.

Using the key Magne gave you, you unlocked it revealing the seemingly normal dressing room. Over to the left was a couch, with Dabi’s stuff all over it, his bass guitar’s case sitting against the couch. Sighing, you walked over to the desk, grabbed the rolling chair by the vanity table, and sat right on it. Staring at yourself in the multiple mirrors side by side, illuminated by bright Hollywood bulbs. Your curls fluffed out, falling a bit past your shoulders, dyed in the color Dabi had dared you to do a while back, now beginning to grow out. Reaching up, you pulled off your slim sunglasses, revealing the makeup you did for tonight. Matching with the black mini dress you were wearing, paired with some platform boots and belt chain, spelling “Chanel '' on it. 

You two were on bad terms once again, arguments spewing out all over a guy you met whilst partying with Dabi after one of his performances. To Dabi, it was as if you were holding a sign over your head screaming, “come fuck me” to the guy. You didn’t see it that, rather seeing it as enjoying yourself for once out of the few times you came with him to his stupid after-parties. When you brought up something you can’t even remember at this point. It was heavy, you threw things, and he brought up your family. And then you brought up his family. For some reason, that was out of bounds, all ending with him telling you not to bother coming to the first stop on the tour, which was a few towns over from where you live. It was something you were so proud of him for, and despite all that, you both found a way to pick another fight with each other. Still, you thought, you weren’t going to miss this for the world. 

“What are you doing here?”

Jumping at the unexpected voice, you turned around only to see the man of the hour. He came inside the room, closing the door behind him. He was still shirtless from his performance, his bass strapped around his body. In his hands he was holding a t-shirt, probably the one he was wearing on stage before he took it off. 

Ignoring the urge to stare at him, you looked up at him, “I wanted to come to support you, I promised you I would.”

He rolled his eyes, walking over to the couch with his things on them and going through them. Sighing, you walked towards him, grabbing his wrist while trying to pull him towards you. Despite the annoyance on his face, he let you pull him around. Luckily, there was just enough space for you to push him on the couch. Slowly, you climbed right on top of him, resting right on his lips against his black baggy pants. The sounds of his chains moving again to you as you got comfortable. 

“Come on, how many times do I have to say I’m sorry?” You told him, resting your arms against each of his shoulders. 

He still said nothing, looking everywhere but at you. Rolling your eyes slightly, you leaned down towards him, beginning to place slow kisses all along his exposed neck. The taste of salt left you unphased, and you continued your actions. His hands came up around your hips, squeezing them tight when you passed over a certain area on his neck. Your path moved up, and glossy kisses soon reached his cheek, moving your head around to meet him before resting your lips on his own. It was still a few seconds but he returned the kiss, moving his hands around your waist. Letting out a soft moan as he pulled you closer to him, unconsciously grinding on him as well. Dabi took control of the kiss with no fight from you, his grip around your waist falling down to your bottom. 

Dabi stood up with a grunt, you squealing as you held on to him tight, his hand still on your ass. He carried you over to the vanity, basically slamming you against the table. Gasping as he suddenly let go of the kiss, leading himself down to your neck, leaving his own rough kisses along it. 

“You piss me off so fucking,” you heard him mumble against your skin, “much.”

You couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh, “you like it though.”

Dabi didn’t say anything but continued to lay kisses up and down your neck. Your own hands dug into his hair, and your head was thrown back in ecstasy. His hands began to slide underneath your dress, sliding back the material. The clothing revealed the thin black thong you wore under the dress, already soaked. His fingers thumbed at the thin cloth, before wrapping his fingers around it, ripping it right off. Screaming you tried to push him away but he was attached to you, pulling the thin thong off your body. 

“Dabi, stop fucking ripping my panties—” cut off but him sinking two of his fingers within you. 

Gasping, your grip on his hair tightened in surprise. He smirked within your skin at your cut-off reactions, slowly thrusting the digits in and out of you. His cold thumb pressed against your clit, the sudden temperature change, causing you to squeal, back arching, head nearly banging against the table edge. As he fingered you, you could hear ruffles of clothing, and the sound of a zipper unzipping. Your hands left his hair, your manicured nails coming up around his back, underneath his shirt. Slowly, he removed his fingers, licking off the arousal all over them. Soon you felt hands upon your shoulders, pushing you down right back onto the floor. Looking up at him, staring at his blue eyes as his hands fumbled with his belt and zipper.

Reaching up, pulling down his pants as well, his lengthy cock slapping you slightly in the face. You stuck out your tongue, laying it flat against the underside, moving your head up. Dabi groaned, his hands grabbing at your hair before pursuing you against him. Gasping as he pulled you up slightly, before pressing his tip past your lips. His thick cock forced itself down your throat, pushing it down, gagging around him as he did. Drool dripped down your face, as he fucked you roughly, smirking down at the way your lips stretched around him. You tried to suck, matching his crude pace, the only thing you could do was relax as best as you could, letting him take full control of you. 

“Fuck, look at your drooling with my dick in your mouth,” he cursed, hissing as he pushed you down further, causing you to gag even further. 

Tears threatened to fall out of your eyes, your inner thigh sticky with slickness. Your hands held out to his thighs, finding some sort of balance as he suddenly pressed you down, basically forcing all of him down your throat. 

“How are you gonna make it up to me? Swallowing my cock like a slut, huh?” He huffed out, his voice getting tiger with tension, his grip doing the same. 

You tried your best to nod your head, mouth still full. You tried to cross your thighs as much as you could within your position, but he forced his foot in between them, pressing his heavy boot right over your drenched pussy. Your choked moan vibrated against, him, striving to grind yourself against him. He let off a menacing smirk, letting go of your braids before using both of his hands to hold you, forcing your head up and down. 

“Fuck, fuck so fucking nasty, take take it all… “ he groaned, throwing his head back. 

With one final thrust, with no remorse for you, groaning as he came down your throat. He kept you down, ignoring your slight protests, relishing in the feeling of your throat around his cock. Soon he let you go, allowing you to breathe, gasping with lips wet with cum and spit. You felt his hand grab you under your chin, before forcing right up to your feet. He pressed his lips against your wet ones, forcing his tongue into your mouth. Bracing yourself at the intensity, hands grasping around his arms as he pushed back against the vanity, this time pushing you up, making you sit on the table. Dabi gripped your thighs, parting your legs wide open, revealing your soaked cunt. His hands reached down, rubbing the pads of his fingers against your gushing pussy. Moaning, back arching as he rubbed slow, harsh circles into your clit.

Just as his hands began to slide your dress, a loud knock came at the door. 

“Dabi, hurry the fuck up! We still have this fucking after-party to go to!”

It was Toga, another one of Dabis’ bandmates. Groaning, feeling cold as Dabi pulled away from you.

“Do we have to go?” You asked him, bringing his arms back around his waist.

 He groaned, looking between the door before back at you. Slowly he pulled away from you, helping you off the table before walking towards his things. As he fixed up his bag, you fixed up your dress, pulling your straps up once again. Glancing down at the scraps of clothes on the floor that was once your thong, seeing Dabi bend over and pick them up. Rolling your eyes, turning around, grabbing your bag, pulling out the lipgloss you brought, and fixing your lips back up. As you did, you could feel an arm slither around your waist, before pulling you closer. You look up, seeing Dabi now fully shirted, this time it was black, but it had the LEAGUE symbol on it. Leaning down, he placed his lips roughly back on yours, surprising you for a bit. His hard press cast your legs to shake a bit, grabbing on him and his shirt to find balance. Slowly he broke the kiss, your lips slightly swollen from the intensity. 

Another loud knock came to the door, even louder than the one before. He sighed again, looking at the door before back at you. With no words, he jerked his head towards the door, eyebrow raised. Understanding the silent question, “wanna head off?” You nodded your head, taking your lipgloss and reapplying it as Dabi guided you to the door. He walks you two to the door, opening to reveal Toga standing outside, an irritated look on her face. 

“Finna-fucking-lly, the tour bus is waiting for us t take us there.” She said before locking eyes with you. 

She just rolled her eyes, before walking away. A grimace came on your face, rolling your eyes and looking down at the girl as she walked away. You looked back up at Dabi who simply shrugged his shoulders before walking off, taking you with him. 

It was loud. 

Much like the concert but this time, you were ready to go home. The after-party was happening at a club twenty minutes away from the concert venue. You kept to yourself, sipping away at the cranberry vodka he had gotten you five minutes ago. It was crowded with lots of people but mostly the growing fanbase of the band, filled with mostly well-meaning fans, but also those who didn’t understand the basic idea of personal respect. You met the stink eyes of one too many girls who were part of Dabi’s own growing fanbase. You looked away from them, however, trying to keep your focus on Dabi when a familiar flash entered your vision. 

Neon lights made up for the full-on darkness the club was in, everyone wearing glowing ornaments. You wore glowing blue and purple bangles all along your gloved hands and arms, right along with the silver bracelet Dabi got you a few months ago. Your rope-like twists up in a high ponytail, and you ripped your shot against the person in front of you before thawing it right back. Everyone around you cheered as you finished your shit first, slamming it against the bar table. The man in front of you, someone you had just met tonight, finished his shot before copying your movements, slamming his own glass on the table. 

“Okay, okay I'll admit to you, you're a better drinker than me!” He acknowledged, giving you a half-exaggerated bow. 

You can help but laugh loudly, alcohol roaring and moving through your system. 

“Thank you for finally admitting it,” you said, taking his acceptance. 

You had no idea how you even got to this situation, surrounded by a bunch of strangers, but this was probably the most fun you’ve had coming to these types of parties. After his shows, he liked to drag you out to different clubs and parties. Laughing, you leaned against the bar before turning around to order a club soda, something to help you sober up. You could feel the man come up beside you, asking for the same thing you did. As you two got your orders, you turned towards him, the two of you taking a sip of the carbonated water, you couldn't help but smile at each other. The drink cooled your system down a bit, allowing you to focus on the man in front of you. His hair was feathery, like a bird’s wings, wearing a simple black shirt that was only buttoned once, revealing his sweaty chest. His golden-brown eyes were piercing through you, despite his humorous countenance. 

Once the two of you finished your drink, handing them back to the bartender, the man spoke up first, “Keigo, but most people just call me Hawks. I still don’t know why.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the nickname, glancing between him and his hair, “I can think of one reason.”

The two of you broke out in laughter, but just before you could say anything, you heard a throat clear behind you. You turn around and Hawks glance right behind you, you staw familiar tattoos along with piercing blue eyes gazing right between the two of you. Immediately you got out of your seat, making your way toward your glowering lover. Heart pounding slightly as you glanced at him, seeing him no longer focused on you but on the man you were just talking to. You came up in front of him, trying to wrap yourself around him. It was futile, him pushing you off of him as he walked closer and closer to him. 

“You tryna piss me off right now?”

“Dabi—” you tried to cut in but Hawks cut in right before you could. 

He glanced between the two of them before shrugging his shoulders, “hey, we were just having some fun, no need to get all angry.”

Dabi rolled his eyes, reaching to grab him by the shirt before you finally stepped in, pulling his hand off of him. Dabi pushes you away, before sending a punch flying to Hawks’ face, the entire audience around you gasping as he did. The blonde man slumped on the floor, Dabi wiped away what little blood he had on his hands onto his dark pants. Once He did he grabbed your hand, pulling you away from everyone, despite you fighting his hold. You weren’t too far from everyone before pulling yourself out of his hold. 

“What the actual fuck was that?!” You screamed at him, trying to push him away from you. 

He just scoffed as you continued to yell at him, “the first time I actually have some fun at these fucking parties you drag me to and you PUNCH someone in the face?”

“Didn’t know throwing yourself around counted as fun,” he yelled right back at your face, everyone around him hearing him loud and clear. 

The argument continued well into the night, ending up with you two right at your apartment, screaming at each other

It was him. Hawks, he called himself from a week ago. 

You glanced over his form, he wore a glossy-like silver shirt, with black pants with it as well. His hair still looked the same as before, and he wore glasses above his face. His shirt was unbuttoned quite a bit, revealing just enough of his chest, tied in the silver chain hanging down from his neck. Your eyes continued to gaze down his form, but before you could do anything else. The grip that was once resting around you tightened before mostly pushing you against the wall. Gasping at the sudden hand around your neck, pressing you further into the wall. 

“Dabi,” you tried to get out but were cut off by his other hand slipping under your dress, roughly pressing against your clit.

The feeling of your oxygen slowly being more and more restrictive as your body reacted, twisting in growing euphoria as he did. He said nothing, grunting and positioning his body in between your legs. His grip around you loosened a bit as you felt his cold zipper press up against your cunt. His fingers soon left before feeling him fumble against his button and zipper. 

Gasping, relaxing where exactly you were, glancing around at the backs turned towards you. 

“Dabi, fuck baby, we’re in public! Wait,” you squealed, feeling his thickness begin to press against you. 

Cursing, grabbing a hold of him as he sunk his thickness into your wet heat, squirming within his hold. The wall vibrated with the heavy bass and 808 drums of the music within the club. Your eyes glanced all around you, before locking eyes into a golden brown that seemed to have gotten closer. A sudden thrust broke the slight trance you were under, moaning as he repeatedly plunged into you, uncaring of your own concerns. His hand fully left your throat, allowing you to breathe and speak as it came up under your thighs, before pressing them up against the wall, parting your legs in full. The new position allowed him to penetrate deeper into you. Your squeals were luckily covered by the music, and the darkness covered you just enough that if no one looked hard enough, they would see you. 

Yet there were those gold-brown eyes, in the corner of your vision as you were now focused on Dabi fully. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you and you knew it, and you had the biggest feeling as he fucked you against the wall, that Dabi knew as well. 

Was that it? Did he press you up here just because he knew he was watching?

“Squeezing around me like a fucking vice,” he groaned, leaning right up in your ear as he did so, “is it because he’s watching you? Huh?”

“You like him watching you get fucked like a little whore?”

You pulsed uncontrollably against him, melting unconsciously with his words. His deep raspy voice incited something within you. His tongue came up around your ear, lapping at it before nibbling away. Your body convulses, curling up against the wall as your thighs tremble, feeling your orgasm building quickly way too quickly. 

“Look at him, look at him.”

Gasping, you lifted your head as much as you could, and yet, you could still see his figure looking right at you. At this point he had found a seat, holding a drink close to his face, but yet, he was still looking right at the two of you. 

You don’t know what it is, the circumstances, you don’t know, but your body shook violently, coming with a shout which you muffled against his shirt, holding him close. Your arousal dripped down your thighs, drenching part of his shirt and the front of his pants as you held him close to you. Dabi’s own thrust didn’t slow down, in fact, they sped up, his hips slamming against your inner thighs. With one final thrust, he groaned against your shoulder, feeling his cum filling you right up. Letting out heavy breaths, feeling his warm hand grab your hand under your chin. He pulled in, placing heavy pecks against your lips. Your body felt like jelly as he slid out of you, feeling the mixture of your and his cum slowly sliding out of you. His hands came around your dress, pulling down the short material before wrapping his arms around your waist. He soon pulled you out of the darkness, pulling you behind him as he greeted those around him. He bid them goodbye before taking you out of the crowd. 

As you walked, you glanced back toward where he was sitting, only to find an empty seat. You looked back at Dabi who was just walking ahead of you, holding your hand. He led you outside, where he went up into the tour bus parked down the street. Dabi knocked on the door, allowing the driver to let him in. He guided you towards one of the beds. Just like a light, you fell into a deep, unclouded sleep. 

As you slept peacefully, Dabi’s own phone buzzed with a sudden message. He pulled out his phone, before smirking at the sudden message. 

H: you get what you want, sick freak?

D: Yep.

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inbox is almost empty if anyone wants to send requests!

i'm back to hopefully posting more regularly this month currently i'm working on my last few requests which are...

dabi & rockstar

rachel amber smut

hawks fluff if you sent something and you don't see it here either i deleted it or it just didn't go through which sometimes happens on this account

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[seji-oh]

SERIES M.LIST

SNK.

eren jaeger:

the worthy - smut, fluff, angst **

poems for driftwood - smut, angst, fluff **

the secrets between us - royalty au, smut, romance

a little too personal - personal assistant au

the last song - rockstar au, fucking angst **

in another life - alternate au to the last song

never let me go - apocalypse au **

one day the only butterflies left - demigod!eren, canon compliant

zeke jaeger:

deflowered - zeke fuck u **

armin arlert:

all this time - friends to lovers

validate me - fuckboy armin

miche zacharias:

prima vista - enemies to lovers **

find a way - sugardaddy au, age gap **

levi ackermann:

moon river - modern au, neighbors and coworkers au, strangers to lovers **

silver soul - friends to lovers, fwb **

HQ.

ushijima wakatoshi: the elegy

kuroo tetsurou: rookie series

BNHA.

kirishima eijirou:

and every season to come - lifeguard au

dabi:

my snowman & me (dark)

JJK.

itadori yuuji:

while you were sleeping (dark)

sukuna

while you were sleeping (dark)

MISC.

haitani ran:

house of memories - action, exes to lovers? **

sheep hide wolves teeth - tattoo artist au

** - means my favorites

[ao3feed-todoroki]

When Life Gives You Lemons You Squirt It on to Peoples Eyes

when life gives you lemons you squirt it on to peoples eyes ( rewritten ) by calla21

The World Hero Association has a plan for morale-boosting after Kamino. A concert with the best entertainers, but since the Japan HPSC is taking care of the venue and such, it is the perfect opportunity to discover skeletons in their closet. WHA knows that the HPSC won't go down without a fight. Which is the reason why WHA has legally trained several able investigators, most of them known to the world as idols and rockstars. Their mission is to get dirt on the HPSC.

Toya todoroki likes his life right now, even if he had to do some dangerous missions as per his contract. He was enjoying it until his abusive dad became the new number one hero and his band is tasked with going back to Japan for a concert while conducting a mission to get dirt on the HPSC. With a potential hero investigation looming on the horizon, toya has to confront his father once and for all.

Hawks are tired, he hates the HPSC. But since they employed him he can't fight back, so he'll fight back by being as difficult as possible. But his plans and life came to a standstill when he meets Toya Himura, or toya todoroki, his idols eldest son. There's a secret there, with the potential to change his life, for the better or worse.

Words: 11072, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Todoroki Family/BNHA alternate universe

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Family, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Rei, Todoroki Shouto's Siblings, Todoroki Natsuo, Class 1-A, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Tsukauchi Makoto

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice & Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Natsuo, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Fuyumi & Todoroki Natsuo & Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Bisexual Male Character, Gay Male Character, Rockstar AU, Dabi turned his life around and is dealing with shit, Dabi is Good With Kids, spoiler content is there, fuyumi is awesome, tenko is done, hawks is tired and he did not expect to fall in love with his idol's eldest son, makoto tsukauchi is tenko and touya's foster mother, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Redemption, sort of enemies to lovers, detailed conversations, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, smut comes later, alluded missions, Slow Burn, spoiler for BNHA vigilante, vigilante characters are part Tenko and Touya's extended family

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31715254

[kkodzvken]

luuuune can u give music recs? the songs your fics are named after are all so good

grouping these all together bc most of my inspiration does come from music!! usually, my ideas start w a general vibe or “spark”, and then i flesh it out from there. the spark normally comes from music, but sometimes it’s a book i’m reading, or a conversation i had, or just random things (for example, i saw some flowers earlier this week that gave me an idea for a dabi fic KDHFJSK). i usually pick one song and loop it while i’m writing bc otherwise the variety gets too distracting lol

recs under the cut!! i went pop -> kpop -> punk/emo/alt

to start out w, everyone and their mom recommends chase atlantic lmao but they r just SO GOOD !! and the vibes r so sexy and give me so much angst inspo skfjdkskw

songs: slide, like a rockstar, lust, consume, i never existed. the don’t try this ep is my favorite, and i’m writing a dabihawks punk band au inspired by it!!

i also listen to the weeknd (trilogy), khalid, sza and kehlani (their latest album, it was good until it wasn’t, is a fucking masterpiece) a lot while writing!! 

one of my faves is shinee, specifically jonghyun and taemin’s solo albums (ot5 until i die, but their solo music is sexy and sets the ~mood~ for writing smut lmao). i gave some jjong rec’s in the tags of this post!!

taemin songs: heaven, love and pansy hurt my heart. thirsty, criminal, famous, and sexuality are hoe songs lmao

speaking of shinee, i like other kpop as well!! bts are forever my number #1 (hyyh is one of my favorite albums ever — so bittersweet, makes me painfully nostalgic). also looove monsta x !! tomorrow x together, stray kids and ateez are also great. mamamoo r the only girl group that i like, i just can’t vibe w a lot of gg concepts skfjfjsj (although i do like a few soloists)

a lot of people stan kpop just for the idols but i do like the music a lot!!

txt: ghosting, blue hour, drama (the japanese music video is haikyuu concept lmao), our summer

monsta x: middle of the night, nobody else, gasoline (the title is in hangul so you can’t look it up specifically on streaming services, but it’s the second song on the fatal love album), last carnival, blind, my beast, turbulence (again, hangul title, but it’s track 7 on take.2 we are here)

i also recommend solo albums/mixtapes of the monsta x members!! joohoney’s psyche, i.m’s duality, and wonho’s two eps!!

and speaking of solo work, all of the bts rapline have amazing solo mixtapes. i love their group music that’s hype w heavy concepts/production/choreo (ot7 always), but the mixtapes hold a special place in my heart because they feel so ...intimate, almost? like a piece of their hearts that they’re sharing with the world. rm’s mono is the definition of comfort. j-hope’s hope world is lots of fun, but he just released the extended version of blue side, and it’s absolutely heartbreaking (and reminds me a lot of touya lol). and agust d... listen, i love him more than words can say, so his mixtapes d-2 and self-titled, along w the other song’s he’s solo produced like eight by iu, are very special to me.

i’m not majorly into skz/ateez/mamamoo like i am w the other groups, but they’re all amazing performers so i recommend checking out their comeback + awards show stages!!

i also really love eAeon, he’s a korean indie artist, and his music is breathtaking. he just dropped an album called fragile that’s i adore, the lead single don’t features rm of bts and is unbelievably beautiful.

okay that’s all good and fun but the majority of what i listen to is emo shit lmfaoo i’m definitely more into alt + punk music, here are some of my fave bands and fave songs from them!!

blood command: they are unreal i love them SO MUCH!! they’re a norwegian punk rock band w a female singer, return of the arsonist ep is when i got into them and it’s golden. no thank you i’m more into fake grindcore, saturday city, white skin/tanned teeth, and alarm all assassins are some of their best songs imo

dance gavin dance: listen... their music scratches a certain itch in my brain that makes me go insane akdjfjsk they’ve had a bunch of different lineups but the more recent albums with tillian and jon on vocals are my favorites (jonny craig can suck my dick, fuck that dude). lost, son of robot, bloodsucker, young robot, inspire the liars, jesus h. macy are all great. acceptance speech, man of the year, and evaporate make me cry/lose my mind

mannequin pussy: *chefs kiss* drunk ii is a masterpiece, i cried to that shit every day after a break up, so cathartic. cream and kiss are more upbeat, and their latest song perfect is also vv good!!! patience is a beautiful, emotional album, whereas romantic and self titled have more classic alt bops

G.L.O.S.S.: listen, theyre so fucking cool, and i respect the hell out of them. they only released a few songs before disbanding but i’ll cherish those songs until i die. they perfectly embody what punk should be. demo 2015 is on streaming services, and their second and final ep trans day of revenge can easily be found online!!

wow this is getting fucking LONG so i’ll just quickly list a few more, but this was so fun, i love talking ab music!! pls don’t be shy, i’m always down to give more recs or hear about the stuff that u like!!

movements, yonaka, shiny wet machine, real friends, skating polly, nova twins, the japanese house, bratmobile, yours truly. and, ofc, the pop punk staples: jimmy eat world, paramore, waterparks, stand atlantic, neck deep, the story so far, etc etc !!

[ao3feed-hawks]

When Life Gives You Lemons You Squirt It on to Peoples Eyes

when life gives you lemons you squirt it on to peoples eyes ( rewritten ) by calla21

The World Hero Association has a plan for morale-boosting after Kamino. A concert with the best entertainers, but since the Japan HPSC is taking care of the venue and such, it is the perfect opportunity to discover skeletons in their closet. WHA knows that the HPSC won't go down without a fight. Which is the reason why WHA has legally trained several able investigators, most of them known to the world as idols and rockstars. Their mission is to get dirt on the HPSC.

Toya todoroki likes his life right now, even if he had to do some dangerous missions as per his contract. He was enjoying it until his abusive dad became the new number one hero and his band is tasked with going back to Japan for a concert while conducting a mission to get dirt on the HPSC. With a potential hero investigation looming on the horizon, toya has to confront his father once and for all.

Hawks are tired, he hates the HPSC. But since they employed him he can't fight back, so he'll fight back by being as difficult as possible. But his plans and life came to a standstill when he meets Toya Himura, or toya todoroki, his idols eldest son. There's a secret there, with the potential to change his life, for the better or worse.

Words: 11072, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Todoroki Family/BNHA alternate universe

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Family, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Rei, Todoroki Shouto's Siblings, Todoroki Natsuo, Class 1-A, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Tsukauchi Makoto

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice & Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Natsuo, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Fuyumi & Todoroki Natsuo & Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Bisexual Male Character, Gay Male Character, Rockstar AU, Dabi turned his life around and is dealing with shit, Dabi is Good With Kids, spoiler content is there, fuyumi is awesome, tenko is done, hawks is tired and he did not expect to fall in love with his idol's eldest son, makoto tsukauchi is tenko and touya's foster mother, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Redemption, sort of enemies to lovers, detailed conversations, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, smut comes later, alluded missions, Slow Burn, spoiler for BNHA vigilante, vigilante characters are part Tenko and Touya's extended family

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31715254

[dabisqueen]

Rockstar Dabi (Touya) x fem!Reader

⇢ word count: roughly 6.9K

⇢ series plot: after receiving a VIP ticket to a concert of the most popular rock band, you go and it proves to be a life-changing event.

⇢ current plot: With you being back at home again, Dabi is spiraling out of control. And then one day, you receive a mysterious phone call.

⇢ warnings: 18+, minors DNI, kissing, fellatio (m receiving), fingering, kind of dubcon, a*** sex, creampie, orgasm, substance abuse, angst, hurt, major character... oops,.did ì say this??

Personal note: it's been half a year since i started this series and it has finally come to an end (maybe). I don't know how to feel. Sad, happy… all of it actually. I am so glad you all joined me on this Rollercoaster ride of emotions and hurt. Hope you enjoyed it. 

Thank you @/hunajan for being my beta again!

 

It was late at night when Tenko came back and shuffled his way down on the plush carpet of the hallway. He was just unlocking the door when he heard a rhythmic thumping and muffled moaning coming from Keigo's suite. 

It happened often enough that Keigo had groupies over. So without thinking much about it, Tenko stepped into his suite and locked the door behind him.

The next morning came way too early, with the band having to move on to the next city. After packing his bags and ringing for the luggage boy, Tenko opened the door and stepped outside into the hallway. He was surprised to see Dabi and Hawks entering the hallway together from Keigo's room.

It took a few moments before realization was hitting him. Hard.

"Dabi, what's going on?" Tenko looked around, not seeing you.

"Well, what did it look like," Keigo laid his arm around Dabi's shoulder, a pleased grin spreading on his face. "We spent the night together." 

"Dabi, what the fuck did you do?" Tenko looked at him, his crimson eyes glowing behind unruly bangs.

But the lead singer scoffed in response, "C'mon Tenko, don't play innocent."

“What are you talking about?” He replied with a frown.

"That you were trying to steal my girl!" He spit back.

"Stealing...?" Tenko’s eyes were large in shock, "Dabi, what the fuck is going on?"

"Don't pretend, Keigo showed me the pictures!" His finger dabbed in Tenkos direction, his face starting to contort with anger, "You fucking kissed!"

"We kis—what?" Stunned for a moment, he then turned to Keigo, rage in his voice, "Keigo, you idiot, what have you done?"

Keigo shrugged, "Just showed him the truth."

"What truth?" The drummer narrowed his eyes.

"That she's just another girl trying to get some dick.” He grinned, but his smile never reached his eyes.

Tenko’s eyes flicked back to Dabi's bright azures, "She didn't kiss me, for fucks sake! It was me who gave her a peck on the cheek!"

Dabi crossed his arms on his chest, cocking his head. "Oh really. What about taking the cab together?"

“I hopped off before she reached the mall." He growled. " I can't believe this shit. Dabi, I asked her for advice regarding this girl I'm dating!"

"You're… dating someone?" He looked baffled, "I thought you and her–"

"Yeah, what did you think? That we were cheating on you?" His crimson eyes glared at Dabi from underneath his pale bangs. "How lowly do you think of me?"

His words stroke like a jolt of lightning, leaving Dabi swaying on his feet, a crippling cold gripping his heart. He stayed voiceless, letting the silence take over.

"But Keigo said…" he finally muttered.

"Keig– what the fuck!" Tenko rasped through gritted teeth, "What have you done?"

"Whatever, this is annoying. He's better off without her anyways, see ya later," and he pecked Dabi on his cheek, squeezing his butt before walking off.

"And you think you're better for Dabi than her?" Tenko yelled after him, "Keigo, I swear to God, you're gonna fucking pay for this!"

Then he spun around to face Dabi, who stood in front of him, pale, all color drained from his face. His chest heaved up and down, his mind having a hard time processing what just happened.

"Dabi," Tenko rasped, growing impatient. "What mindset were you in when you did this?" 

"I–I think I had a few drinks." He stammered, still trying to wrap his sober mind around the news.

"Just a few drinks, huh?" Tenko cocked his head, pale locks falling off to the side.

"M-Maybe a few more. And I took some…" Dabi's eyes flicked to the floor and back to his band mates.

"Goddammit Dabi, you need to stop taking this shit." Tenko was slowly losing his composure. "It's gonna ruin your life. It's gonna ruin you!"

Dabi lowered his head, his stomach in knots.

"Man, you need to lose your insecurities. She only wants you!" Tenko inhaled deeply before continuing, "She told me so herself."

And Dabi knew his band mate was right. He felt the truth like a hard punch in the gut, shocking and painful enough to make his stomach acid rise to his tongue.

"I'm so fucking stupid." He started to clench his fists.

"Where is she anyways?" Tenko looked towards Dabi's suite.

"She left last night." The black haired male admitted quietly.

"Fuck." Tenko dug in his pants to retrieve his cellphone. "Ok, lemme call her."

Dialing your number he held it up to his ears. After a few moments, he hung up and stared at Dabi, expressionless. "It says the number is unavailable."

"Shit–" Dabi breathed shakily and pulled out his own phone, repeating the steps.

He cursed under his breath, his heart descending to his stomach when he heard the robotic message saying that the number was no longer in service as well.

"She blocked us." Tenko groaned, raking his hand through his coarse hair, "Fuck man, you really messed up big this time."

Dabi's pupils were blown wide as he moved his eyes over the screen of his phone. Silence engulfed both men again as they looked at each other. 

"Cmon, there's no use in standing here. We need to leave, the plane's waiting." Tenko squeezed Dabis's shoulder in reassurance. "We'll find a way, ok?"

And with one last look into Dabi's face, Tenko turned to strut off, stuffing his phone back in his back pocket, leaving Dabi behind, head hanging low.

He knew he fucked up this time. For good. He turned frantic, panic arising within him. A panic that was numbing, like a cold heat spreading through his body and gripping his heart tightly. His hands started shaking, it felt like he was gonna explode, that he was gonna go crazy, a dull pain and tightness spreading through his chest.

He gasped for air as he pressed the flat of his hand over his heart, cold sweat starting to spread on his forehead. His legs started to tingle and he dropped to his knees.

With sweat dripping down his temples, one hand still pressed to his chest, he started rummaging around in his bag. He continued wheezing until he finally found what he was looking for. 

With trembling hands, the pressure on his chest still increasing he retrieved the pouch with a saccharine looking powder in it, ripped it open to dust the powder on the back of his hands. 

Dropping the sachet on the plush carpet, half its content spilled on the long soft fibers, he lowered his head to snort up the powder – first in one nostril, then in the other.

It instantly hit the back of his throat, where it dripped down, while his nose and back of the mouth turned numb. 

Relaxation spread through his mind and body and he leaned his back against the wall, head falling back as his eyes closed shut. A warm euphoria consumed him, all fears, all worries fading until there was nothing there anymore. 

A weary smile crept across his face, that soon turned into a wide grin as he started chuckling, his entire body soon shaking with mad laughter before he brushed his nose off with the back of his hands, got up on uneasy legs and grabbed his bag. 

Sachet of powder laying on the plush carpet long forgotten, he turned towards the elevator, preparing to meet up with the others.

When you finally stepped in front of the front door to your apartment, it felt like a major relief. 

Setting the small suitcase on the floor, you lifted a hand to gently knock against it, too exhausted and tired to search for your keys.

Your roommate found you standing on the other side of the door, eyes red and puffy as you looked up at her.

“Oh baby, what happened? Are you okay?” She took your luggage and helped you inside, assisting you with getting your coat off.

“I am…” Your voice tipped.

Your eyes grew hot again, while you wondered if you even had any tears left to cry. But then your lower lip started to tremble and you sank your teeth into it – but the dam broke nonetheless and tears started streaming freely down your cheeks. Your roommate reached out to squeeze your hand and pull you in for a warm embrace.

She didn't say anything but the gesture was enough. She patiently waited until you found the strength to speak.

“We—split. This time for sure…” You sobbed as she squeezed you tighter against her.

She nodded, trying to comfort you with a reassuring smile.

"Cmon, Don’t cry. It's not worth it." She guided you towards the couch, stuffing a pillow under your arm after you sat down and turned to drape a warm blanket over you. 

The couch slightly dipped in when she took a seat next to you, wrapping her arms around you for an embrace, palms stroking reassuringly over your back. She didn't say anything, simply held you, her chin resting on your head as she let you cry. 

She stayed like this until the turmoil inside your stomach had subsided before getting up to prepare a hot tea for you both.

For the duration of the next few days and weeks, you stayed inside your apartment. Your roommate was your pillar of hope, your strength. She took care of everything, the cooking, cleaning as well as comforting you whenever she could. At night, she would sleep by your side, stroking your face when you had woken up again, crying over him.

By the time the crying bouts were over, you were left hollow inside - only loneliness, shame, fear, and hurt left. It felt like you had a gushing wound in your heart, like you were suffocating. And it hauled you down deeper into a frozen lake of emotions with every day passing by.

Regardless of how often he or Tenko tried to call or write you a message, there was no reply. Everything was answered by silence, and Dabi knew he deserved it. Still, he missed you so much, missed your voice, your laughter, the way your warm body felt when you leaned against him. He knew he had found the one person who could save him. Who he truly had fallen in love with. 

Realizing that it was too late for all this, a deep feeling of hatred overcame him – one towards himself. The pain and rage inside him grew so deep and dark, it was like a black hole that consumed his soul, leaving him empty and without the energy to live. 

Distraction came in form of a variety of pills and crystalline powder which were easily handed to him whenever requested. They helped him forget the agony he was feeling, helped him forget who he was. Taking them made him feel less worthless, even if it was just for a short period of time. Not being able to cope with the resurfacing heartache he was feeling when they wore off, he started requesting them more frequently.

And they were handed to him more than willingly. Because a rockstar in a constant state of haze and fake euphoria was better than one in distress.

The burn still lingered in his nose from the cocaine, the pungently bitter taste of it  dripping down the back of his throat before he chased it down with a bit more whiskey. Alone in his dressing room, he didn't even hear the chanting of the crowd outside, not caring about them anymore. 

Even the cigarette he had lit did nothing to calm his nerves and he considered taking another gulp from the bottle to numb all the emotions he didn't want to deal with. 

Sucking in his cheeks, he took another drag, letting the smoke billow out of his parted lips.

Fuck this shit. Flicking the cigarette carelessly to the floor, his trembling hand reached out for the prescription pills sitting in front of him on the vanity. He noticed how boney his fingers had become. He didn't recall them ever being this thin, but at the same time he didn't remember having eaten I relentless days.

He chuckled to himself, and tried screwing open the orange prescription pill bottle. His fingers slipped and he grabbed the lid tighter, ripping it off in one hectic movement. The bottle toppled over, its content spilling on the counter. Plucking up several of the pills, Dabi laid them into his open sweaty palm, rolling them around a few times.

Wrapping his free hand around the neck of the whiskey bottle, he popped the pills into his mouth and lifted the bottle to take a few deep gulps, washing them down with the amber liquid.

Slamming the bottle back on the vanity, he stumbled back, stopped swaying before grabbing his guitar and kicking the door to the hallway open.

The tour was overall plagued by repeated instances of rough performances on Dabi's behalf, with him swerving around the stage or staggering his way through the concert and stumbling through the vocals. 

Standing on the stage, Dabi's eyes peered cold and emotionless into the black void of the sky. The sounds of his own voice, the ones of his bandmates and the instruments barely reached his ears.

He wasn't even sure which song they were playing, and Keigo continued to steal concerned glances at him. 

At one point, the bassist turned toward him and asked: “You need a break, man?" 

But Dabi only clung onto the microphone stand and mumbled into it, not even looking at his bandmate, "No man, I need a fuck."

The crowd didn't even notice Dabi swaying, they were too immersed in screaming, too frenzied over his comments, not noticing the severity of the situation.

After the concert, Tenko and Keigo rushed Dabi back to the hotel, avoiding the waiting paparazzi, hungry to see yet again another rockstar spiraling towards their demise. 

After they arrived and parted, Keigo draped his arm around Dabi's neck and guided him out of the elevator. 

"Cmon, let's celebrate," he cooed, placing a chaste kiss on his temple.

"I want to sleep—" Dabi grunted in response, arms hanging low at his sides as he let himself be led to his suite on shaky legs.

Arriving at the room's bar, Keigo pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured the amber liquid into two glasses.

"Here, have some, it'll make you feel better." He nudged Dabi before bringing one glass to his own lips.

Dabi took the drink and lifted it into his mouth, taking a big sip. His gaze had become hazy, staring off into the distance as he finished its contents.

Setting the glass back on the counter, the blonde leaned in closer and grazed Dabi’s ear with his lips whispering, "Did you mean what you said onstage, Dabi?'' before sucking his lobe into his mouth.

Dabi closed his eyes, a shaky exhale leaving his lips, while Keigo continued his eager ministrations.

"Keigo, what are you doing," he growled, his focus unsteady.

"Just giving you what you requested," Keigo's hand weaved into his bandmate's soft raven hair, pulling him closer as his lips started trailing down his pulse, placing soft little kisses on his skin. 

When he paused, he muttered "I want you," before cupping Dabi's cheek and turning his face, lips hovering over his.

Then the bassist's mouth was on his, firm lips pressing against Dabi's as his tongue slipped in, tasting him, the burn of the alcohol on his tongue.

Visions of you flashed before Dabi's eyes and his stomach churned while he tried so hard to forget you. He just couldn't. Not your smile, your scent, your everything. There was only one way to end this nightmare.

Plagued by the pain in his chest, he gave in to Keigo's advances, lazily working his mouth against his bandmate's before he was pulled off the stool. He started stumbling towards the bedroom in Keigos embrace, his bandmates hips pressed against his body, making him feel the hard erection he was having because of him.

On the bed, Keigo was quick to remove Dabis shirt, latching his lips onto his nipple and starting to suck on it while the other started moving back and forth over the growing bulge in Dabi's pants.

"Keigo–" Dabi had his eyes closed, panting heavily while Hawks sat back on his heels, taking his own shirt off.

"Shush, lemme make you feel good, " Keigo cooed, moving to scoot his own pants off.

He stared at Dabi lying below him, dick straining against the fabric of his pants.

Placing his palms on Dabi's stomach, he started to brush up and down, savoring the touch, Dabi's warm skin underneath his palm.

"I always fucking miss ya," Keigo breathed, leaning down to start peppering gentle kisses on the skin on Dabi's stomach. "Every minute…"

The dark haired man stayed quiet, his forearm draped over his eyes. But the bulge and his strained breathing told Keigo what he needed to know – that Dabi wanted him too.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good, I'm gonna make you forget it all." He paused and added quietly, "And forget her."

It sent a pang through Dabi's chest, but it was quickly gone, the drugs and alcohol taking over, clouding his mind. 

He felt Keigo's fingers swiftly undoing the belt and buttons of his pants, calloused fingers sliding underneath their hem and pulling them down.

Keigo was enthralled by what he saw in front of him. Even though they'd been together many times before, he'd always held his breath when he saw Dabi's cock. Girthy, slightly curved and adorned by metal piercings, it was simply mouthwatering pretty.

Sliding the pants off Dabi's legs, he went back up, gulping once before dipping down to kiss Dabi's length.

"Oh fuck," Dabi sharply inhaled between gritted teeth, eyes still closed.

Keigo took Dabi's length into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down a few times before releasing it with a wet pop, continuing by spitting on his fingers.

With his hand resting on Dabi's thigh, running soothing circles in it, two of his fingers spread his spit around Dabis' pink hole.

With a hiss, Dabi felt Keigo's finger slide inside him, past the tight ring and he arched his hips, trying to ease away from the stretch.

While Keigo kept muttering "Doing so fine, I know you can take it," he kept sliding his finger in and out, first one, then two, scissoring them to try to stretch the tight muscle. Keigo spit on Dabi's hole before plunging inside again, adding a third finger.

"I can take care of you," Keigo slurred, totally enthralled, "I will make you happy again. You will be happy with me again…"

Dabi threw his head back, a hoarse whimper leaving his lips as he felt so utterly stretched out. By now, he was a panting mess below Keigo, his thick cock throbbing and twitching on his abdomen with every slide of Keigo's fingers.

His bandmate pulled out and spread Dabi's legs apart, kneeling in between them.

"Are you ready, babe," Keigo purred, pushing his boxers down to free his aching cock. 

But Dabi couldn't answer, his arm falling off to the side, his empty gaze fixating the ceiling, his breath coming out in short puffs.

"Ok," Keigo took his cock in his hand, letting a glob of spit fall on it to lubricate himself.

Lining it up with Dabi's entrance, the tip pressed against his hole. And bracing himself to either side of the other man, he slowly started slipping past the tight ring.

"Oh shit,” Keigo muttered, his head falling forward, eyes screwing shut when he felt Dabi's tightness around him.

Dabi's brows knitted together as he choked on his gasp, his hands fisting the bedsheets till his knuckles turned white.

Keigo pushed inside a bit more, then pulled back out. It was torture for Dabi, who moaned and groaned as sweat beads formed on his forehead. Deeper and deeper with each push it slipped until Keigo was buried balls-deep inside of him. 

"Fuck, how I missed this." He panted, "How I missed you."

Looking up, he was worried seeing Dabi with his head turned, lips pressed into a thin line and eyes screwed shut.

"Dabi," he whispered, "I promise, I'm gonna make you forget," and with that, he started moving.

It was heavenly for the bassist. Not a pussy on earth could compare with the tightness and the heat of a man and Keigo groaned as he continued moving. With every thrust forward, Dabi's head bobbed against the headboard, his eyes staying closed.

Keigo increased the pace, the urge to make Dabi feel good so overwhelming — he wanted it to be like it was in the past, having his bandmate lay underneath him with lust blown eyes, the pleasure so intense for both of them, that they couldn't hold out for long.

He wanted to make him his. Smacking his hips forward, he grabbed Dabi's pierced dick and finally got a response when the man underneath him gasped for air, his eyes flying open.

"Hi there, pretty," Keigo cooed and started pumping Dabi's cock, letting a glob of saliva run off his tongue to drip on its tip, smearing it around for lubrication.

"Fucking feels so good – shit," Keigo grunted, leaning down to place a sloppy kiss on his neck, then latching onto his nipple.

He continued rocking back and forth, the sound of his balls slapping against Dabi's ass as well as of his dick sliding in and out of him echoing through the room.

Sweat beaded off his forehead as he felt himself hurl towards his high, feeling Dabi's cock starting to twitch in his palm, seeing his balls tensening up.

"Fuck, I'm close," he groaned, addicted to this all – to Dabi.

He leaned back, pistoning inside of Dabi now, mouth opened into a silent groan as his balls suddenly tightened. A deep growl left his lips, his hips stuttered and he came, filling Dabi's insides with hot ropes of cum while he continued pumping Dabi's cock.

Dabi bit his lips so hard it drew blood as he also reached his high, thick ropes of hot cum spurting onto his abs, shooting up all the way to his throat.

Keigo panted heavily as he leaned down, starting to drag his tongue over Dabi's chest, lapping up the salty cum while he kept pumping his cock, squeezing the last drop of his essence from its tip.

He continued licking all the white cream off Dabi's body, slowly softening inside until he slipped out with a soft pop.

Collapsing next to him, his flaccid cock rested on his thigh, glistening with cum in the dim hotelroom light.

"Fuck, I love this." He turned his head towards Dabi, reaching out to grab his hand, "I love you."

But Dabi didn't respond. He laid there, empty gaze staring at the ceiling. 

After a few minutes he started to stir, scrambling off the bed and stumbling towards the bathroom.

"Hey, need me to–" But Keigo's question was cut short as Dabi disappeared into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

Keigo sat up on the bed, eyes wide. He didn't know what to feel, what to think when he heard the sounds of his bandmate gagging into the toilet.

He continued sitting there, color draining slowly from his face while the continuing noises of Dabi vomiting were muffled by the closed door. When it went quiet, Keigo climbed out of bed and stood up to approach the bathroom door. 

It was locked and Keigo sighed, hesitating a few seconds before turning and getting dressed.

One last time he knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He heard a movement and the toilet being flushed. Keigo's eyes closed for a second, contemplating before turning towards the door towards the hallway.

Just as he opened the door to step outside, he paused, raking a shaky hand through his blond hair before muttering, "What have I done…"

Dabi stood in the bathroom, the sound of the door falling shut behind Keigo reverberating through the room.

He looked into the mirror, azure eyes staring back at him. They were empty, there was no life in them. And that's when the words sounded through his head. 

You're worthless, a nothing. 

The glass shattered as his fist hit the mirror. He panted heavily, his fist repeatedly slamming into the mirror before he sank to the floor.

Worthless, nothing.

Dabi wailed out, as he scrambled to his feet, naked, stumbling into the bedroom. 

His chest tightened again, the room spinning around him as he fell to his knees. Closing his eyes to block out the turning room, he pulled open the drawer of the nightstand, rummaging around in it until he found what he was looking for. 

With trembling fingers, he popped open the small orange cylinder and lifted it up, several pills dropping into his mouth and he strained to swallow them dry.

Then he leaned his naked figure back against the bed frame, waiting for the drugs to kick in.

It had been weeks now, the pain had dulled out, and you had found your way into regular work life as well.

Your roomie was the best support you could hope for — always there to turn off the radio or TV once the LoV music was played or news about the band was distributed. She protected you from anything that would remind you of Dabi and the time with him.

Yet, she couldn't shelter you from the multitude of billboards splattered all across town announcing the upcoming special end-of-tour concert taking place in your town. They went up one day, thousands of led lights flickering to show the brilliant blue logo of the LoV.

And with that came back the memories. You  caught yourself more than once with your eyes growing hot, telling yourself over and over again that you shouldn't cry, that this wasn't worth it.

[With your roommate being at work on this Saturday, you were left at home alone, with the knowledge of it being just another day of busying yourself and trying to keep your thoughts revolving around one topic. Him. 

You sat on the couch, knees pulled to your chest, too afraid to go outside, too afraid for the memories to resurface again. Burying your face in your arms, you thought about how to survive yet another day of loneliness when suddenly your phone rang. 

It chiming seemingly endless before it stopped and frowning, you checked your screen. An unknown number. Ignoring it, you placed the phone back on the table–  when it started ringing again. It was that same number and with a deep sigh, you slid your thumb over the green icon, lifting the phone to your ear. 

“Who is this?” you greeted.

"Please don't hang up, it's me, Keigo." A low, melodic voice spoke.

Your heart started running a thousand miles per hour and you needed a moment to steady yourself. 

"Hey Keigo." You simply answered. 

"Please - please just listen. I know this comes as a surprise, but…" You could hear him taking a deep breath, composing himself. “I— I need your help. Dabi needs your help.

Silence engulfed you, the ticking of the kitchen clock echoing like thunder through the room, pounding against your skull. You had to take a moment to process his words.

"Are you still there?" Keigo asked with a breathy voice.

"Yeah, I—I’m here.” you sighed, your nails digging into the fabric of your jeans.

"Please, I'm begging you…" His voice broke, and he had to clear his throat. "Dabi… he's not doing good."

"What do you mean?" You tried to keep your heart from skipping a beat at his words.

"It's bad. I'm—I'm scared." You heard his tone turn panicked.

A cold pressure constricted around your head as you rubbed a hand over your face. "Ok, tell me everything. But Keigo–"

"Yes?" His answer came timid but immediate. 

"I want you to be honest. No more lying. No more pretending." There was no room left in your heart for more betrayal, "Understood?"

"Yes, anything you want." He whispered.

You closed your eyes, another storm starting to rage inside your heart. "Ok, now, what happened?"

Keigo didn't leave out any details — how he miscalculated everything, never expecting it to go down this bad.

You heard him break down when he uttered under his breath, "Dabi was literally the only person who knew me, and how I felt."

He continued explaining how he felt all alone when his friend replaced him with you, "It was selfish of me, I admit. I am sorry that I thought it was the only way for him to get back to me."

He paused and you let him.

"I've had a bad past, just like Dabi. We were each other's only pillar of support. I needed him so badly–" you heard him choke on his own words, heard how he teared up. 

You heard him swallow and closed your eyes for a second, trying to process all he was telling you.

"But I didn't want him to be like this!" There was pure agony in his voice. "I realized that Dabi needs you."

And then he added quietly, "Not me."

The sounds of fabric rustling in the background could be heard as he moved, followed by silence. Several moments passed in which you could only hear the quiet breathing of him on the other side of the line.

"Keigo, it's a good thing that you realized you did wrong and learned from it." You paused before continuing. "I get that you felt lonely. Still, what you did wasn't ok." 

"I know." Keigo said. "I am so, so sorry. I did wrong and I realize that."

You bit the inside of your cheek as you heard him silently starting to sob. You stayed mute, waiting for him to say something and he did.

"I'm scared. Dabi withdrew himself completely and his condition has gotten worse." He swallowed down another silent sob, "I—I have a bad feeling about tonight. Can you please come to the concert and speak to him?"

You were not surprised as tears started stinging your eyes with all that you just heard. It was a lot and you needed some air to breathe.

"Keigo, I need to think about it, ok?" You said with a shaky voice. 

"Yeah, I understand." He exhaled, "But I'm begging you – you're the only one who can help him." 

After he agreed to send a courier with the ticket and pass, you said goodbye and hung up. Your hands rose to hide your face in your hands. Because even though it was silent, the knots inside your stomach twisted harder, the heat in your eyes almost unbearable.

All the memories — moments and images – everything came crashing down on you. The pain in your chest turned numbing and you bit your trembling lips, your breathing turning ragged.

You kept telling yourself that it couldn't be that bad, that you hadn't heard any bad news about the LoV in a while. But then again, you hadn't really followed them either.

A feeling of unease rose inside you and you started pacing back and forth in the living room. A message notification sounded and you hastily picked up your phone, seeing that Keigo had sent you a message. 

Courier dropped off the envelope. It's in your mailbox.

Followed by a picture and the following text:

You can still hate me but please help him.

At first you didn't recognize the person depicted in the blurry photo. But then your hand darted up to clasp over your mouth. It was Dabi. Except it wasn't him, rather a mere shadow of himself, skinny, with eyes and cheeks sunken in, skin pasty and pale.

It was night when you finally arrived at the venue, the concert already halfway over. Showing your ticket and pass to the staff, you were led backstage. It felt weird, like in the old times. Except this time it was different, somehow. 

Your heart was beating out of your ribcage, palms sweaty as you entered the fenced off security area in front of the stage. The last song was just finished and the stage went dark. You stopped halfway down the stairs, too taken aback by what you saw in front of you.

The lights went back on and it was only Dabi being illuminated by a circle of light. There was hardly anything left of the once handsome, rugged lead singer of one of the most notorious rock bands alife. He looked more like a shell of his former self - thin, dark shadows lining his eyes, his movements shaky. His unhealthy paleness drastically stood out, even more so in the harsh stage light.

Stepping up the microphone, he waited for the cheers to shimmer down into silence.

Once they grew quiet, a hand naturally grabbed the mic before he started to rasp into the speaker, his voice lifeless and dark, eyes heavily lidded.

"This song…" but his voice broke and he trailed off.

Taking a shaky inhale, he started again, "This song's for someone special. Someone I loved – and lost too soon."

He closed his eyes, the stage lights making his contours pop out in stark contrast. Laying both hands on his standing microphone, he took a few deep breaths, before he started to sing.

(Listen to the song here)

"Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh no, no

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh no

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh no, no, no, no…"

His voice was low and gravelly, so full of hurt and pain it sent blazing chills cascading down your body. His eyes were closed, eyebrows knitted as he sang. 

"I look and stare so deep in your eyes

I touch on you more and more every time

When you leave, I'm begging you not to go

Call your name two, three, times in a row.

It's such a funny thing for me to try and explain

How I'm feeling, and my pride is the one to blame

'Cause I know I don't understand

How your love can do what no one else can."

You stood there, frozen on your feet while repeating the lyrics in your head, eyes glued to every movement of his lips.

"You got me looking so crazy right now

Your love's got me looking so crazy

You got me looking so crazy right now

Your touch has got me looking so crazy right now."

You realized probably as the only person in the entire venue that this was a serenade that came from his heart, turned into a confession.

"You got me hoping you'll page me right now

Your kiss, you got me hoping you'll save me right now

Looking so crazy in love, you got me looking

Got me looking so crazy in love…"

His veins showed at his neck when he sang, sweat pearling down his face and neck. It was so subtle, that you almost didn't catch it but for a second, a painful expression jolted across his face, a hand darting up to clutch his chest. But then it was over, his hand drifting back to the microphone stand.

When he opened his eyes, they never look bluer than this, brilliantly glowing in the bright stage light. Yet, the usual spark that made them beautiful was gone. And as his eyes roamed over the crowd—

They fell on you. And his face went slack, all expression gone without a trace, suddenly drained of all energy. It was like the world stopped, all noises around you vanishing. It was just his brilliant azures meeting yours, and you felt a connection to him that was stronger than anything you've ever felt. Something invisible, a bond that still existed, far too deeply rooted to ever be severed. 

And as his gaze never left yours, he continued singing. 

"Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh no—"

He skipped over a tone, paused before he started again.

"Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh no, no

Uh-oh, uh-oh…"

And then he started losing his voice. You felt panic rise inside you when you saw him becoming breathless and starting to sway. It was as if his eyes were pleading for you to help, to stop the suffering.

Keigo had noticed Dabi's predicament and asked into the microphone, “Hey, you okay there man?”

But Dabi didn't answer, his eyes never leaving yours as a dark foreboding gripped your heart tightly. Everyone around you seemed to be oblivious to the fact that something terribly wrong was happening onstage.

He used his microphone stand to support himself, his beautiful azure eyes glued to you and you watched in horror as they slowly dulled over.

Oh my God you thought, your heart racing, beating a thousand miles per hour, oh my God, this isn't happening.

Dabi started swaying on his feet, taking a step sideways, catching himself before his eyes rolled back in his head… and he dropped to the floor.

The entire stadium fell into an eerie silence. 

"Touya!" Your chilling scream cut through the quiet as you started running down the remaining flight of stairs.

Everything around you erupted in an instant. Keigo dropped his bass and ran over to Dabi, as Tenko jumped over his drum set to kneel down at his side. 

Above all the noises and frantic screaming of the crowd you heard your own voice breaking, screaming Touya's name over and over again.

Panicking fans were jumping the fence and the security had their hands full trying to push back the crowd. Elbowing your way towards the front, your gaze didn't avert the lifeless body on the stage that now paramedics with First Responder bags on their backs were running towards.

You were almost at the front, just a few more feet, screaming Touya's name over and over again as Keigo's head flicked up and he saw you stuck in the crowd. 

Jumping to his feet, he ran down the stairs of the stage to where you were caught in the frantic shoving and pulling of the people.

Your heart was beating so fast, it felt like you were running out of oxygen. But then a pair of strong hands gripped yours and pulled you up the stairs and onto the stage. Raising your eyes, you stared right into Keigo's golden ones, wide with fear and glossy with tears.

Stumbling to your feet you started running, slipped and fell, got up again. Hot tears cascaded freely down your cheeks as you finally dropped to your knees next to Dabi.

He looked so peaceful like this despite his pale complexion and sunken eyes.

Paramedics were now charging the defibrillator and you watched in horror as they placed it on his chest. His lifeless body arched up with the first high-energy electric shock surging through him. He slumped back and the men checked his pulse before placing a respiratory mask over his mouth and nose, pumping air into his lungs. Another medic started charging the defibrillator again, its high pitch cutting through the deafening noises around you. 

Repeating the procedure while checking his pulse and breathing, other paramedics came running towards where Dabi laid, pushing an ambulance stretcher on a wheeled frame towards them, their free hands holding more medical equipment.

They stopped next to the lifeless singer, adjusting the height of the stretcher to the lowest setting as the other paramedics continued trying to revive him. 

The world around you disappeared, the only thing you saw was Touya's limp body, the butterfly needles being stuck in his arm, the breathing mask on his face. As they lifted him onto the stretcher and pulled the straps tight around his body, you knew that it was over. That there was nothing you could do anymore. 

And you went numb, a feeling of emptiness overcoming you.

You didn't feel Keigo pulling you up into an embrace as they pushed Touya off the stage. You didn't feel Tenko joining you, following them down the emergency exit to where the ambulance was waiting. 

It was like all life had left you, all thoughts and emotions. Even your heart had become lifeless. You didn't feel Keigo setting you down in the Mercedes van, not the door closing, not the car starting to follow the ambulance through the gate down the street. 

And you didn't feel the world tilting and turning dark as you lost the battle with exhaustion and fatigue, going limp in Keigo's embrace and slipping into unconsciousness.

[ao3feed-tododeku]

When Life Gives You Lemons You Squirt It on to Peoples Eyes

when life gives you lemons you squirt it on to peoples eyes ( rewritten ) by calla21

The World Hero Association has a plan for morale-boosting after Kamino. A concert with the best entertainers, but since the Japan HPSC is taking care of the venue and such, it is the perfect opportunity to discover skeletons in their closet. WHA knows that the HPSC won't go down without a fight. Which is the reason why WHA has legally trained several able investigators, most of them known to the world as idols and rockstars. Their mission is to get dirt on the HPSC.

Toya todoroki likes his life right now, even if he had to do some dangerous missions as per his contract. He was enjoying it until his abusive dad became the new number one hero and his band is tasked with going back to Japan for a concert while conducting a mission to get dirt on the HPSC. With a potential hero investigation looming on the horizon, toya has to confront his father once and for all.

Hawks are tired, he hates the HPSC. But since they employed him he can't fight back, so he'll fight back by being as difficult as possible. But his plans and life came to a standstill when he meets Toya Himura, or toya todoroki, his idols eldest son. There's a secret there, with the potential to change his life, for the better or worse.

Words: 3918, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Todoroki Family/BNHA alternate universe

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Family, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Rei, Todoroki Shouto's Siblings, Todoroki Natsuo, Class 1-A, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Tsukauchi Makoto

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice & Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko & Toga Himiko, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Natsuo, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Fuyumi & Todoroki Natsuo & Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Bisexual Male Character, Gay Male Character, Rockstar AU, Dabi turned his life around and is dealing with shit, Dabi is Good With Kids, spoiler content is there, fuyumi is awesome, tenko is done, hawks is tired and he did not expect to fall in love with his idol's eldest son, makoto tsukauchi is tenko and touya's foster mother, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Redemption, sort of enemies to lovers, detailed conversations, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Fluff and Smut, smut comes later, alluded missions, Slow Burn, spoiler for BNHA vigilante, vigilante characters are part Tenko and Touya's extended family

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31715254

[dabisqueen]

ive been thinking about artists who fuck to their own music and i need to know your thoughts on rockstar!dabi

Hey Nia!

Oh, he definitely does fuck to his own music. Did you know he actually comes up with ideas for his new songs while fucking 😏

Drilling into her from behind while he scribbles the lyrics onto a sheet on her back.

Yep.

That's how he does it.

💙💙💙

[dabisqueen]

You all as excited about this as I am?

Behold - the drama, the heartbreak, the pain... 😏

[dabisqueen]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRH2bqmj/

Rockstar!Dabi behavior

Eve.

EVE!!!

OMG YESSS!!

This is beyond fitting! How did I never think about that?!?! I'm pulling my hair out as we speak cause I now wanna go back and edit it into the concert scenes.

Dabi rutting his crotch against his guitar, visibly getting excited and all the girls go crazy, the security pulling one unconscious one after another from the crowd.

Gawd, this is so hot! And then Keigo joining him and both starting to pant into their headset, faces even more flushed as they fuck themselves against their instruments.

Shit, this is hot!

🥵💙

[dabisqueen]

Upcoming:

"Dabi, please, I can't, s'too much–'' you moaned, but ignoring your complaints he slowly started pushing his cock inside.

[dabisqueen]

This chapter broke my heart 😭Fluff and angst it's a deadly potion, oh damn. I also have maybe a stupid question? I was just wondering what would be rockstar! Dabi reaction if he was reader's first? (btw what the extravagant way to lose virginity)

I'm so sorry, but Rockstar Dabi is all about drama. So yeah, it's a deadly potion.

Aw, Rockstar Dabi would be so gentle! He'd just do the best he can to make the moment as wonderful as possible.

It's not like he didn't have virgins before. But this is YOU! And YOUR virginity. And that had a whole different meaning to him.

He'll probably tattoo the date on his body somewhere too kehehhehehe.

💙💙💙

[dabisqueen]

Yay! I've overcome writer's block! Been writing since yesterday, its so much fun!

Chapter 9 of Rockstar Dabi