#touya x gn!reader

[emmyrosee]

Dabi is better as a memory.

He told you from the beginning to never fall in love with him, it was dangerous and too risky for you to do. He’s loved very seldom times in his life, love was a sham and nothing he was willing to provide for anyone, lust being the quick and easy patch for affection he’d occasionally need.

You were broken when he’d found you. He liked it like that. You were quick and snappy and rude to him, but it drove him more and more wild each time you’d bite. He’s a creep, he liked the way you sent him glares and eye rolls at his flirts.

He liked the way you’d finally caved, the way you’d given him plenty of fight rather than submit to his deviously dominant ways, making him work at every little demand you had to keep you satisfied.

But then you fucking did it.

You fell in love with him.

It was a slow slide, he knew it from the subtle ways you’d act from the nonchalance of first meeting; your arms clinging to him a bit more when he tries to leave, setting up an extra plate in case he came in for dinner- he might’ve done it all of twice, but you accidentally let him know you did it all the time.

Then it became him wanting you, craving you, desperate for the way your fingers weave his hair and grip at the root when he’s got you in euphoria. Eager to curl behind you under warm sheets. Rub your sore back and dodging a swift smack when his hands may wander.

But the he moment you’d let him in, take him and his ugly love in every crevasse of your soul, he knew he was in too deep. Dabi knew that emotionally, there was barely room for himself in his rotten heart.

He’s not so criminal to take and corrupt yours.

You’re good. You’re too good. You’re so good it hurts him, so good he can’t stand coming over some nights, so good that you could have any person with a pulse who you wanted, yet you chose for the absolute ugliest the world had to offer.

He can’t do that to you. He feels the way you try to cling to him for warmth when he first comes in. He knows you hate saying no to your friends invitations to hang out when he’s over- they never liked him, but to be honest, he wouldn’t spit on any of them if they were on fire, either- but it always meant you were missing out. The way you patch up his wounds and scars at ungodly hours of the night, it’s not worth it.  He sees the way you look at him after a fight, eyes swelling with tears he had no right to conjure onto you, and the way you creep towards him in a desperate plea for forgiveness you never had to beg for- even if he made you.

For a man with nothing to lose, except for you.

You’ve had enough of his lonely love, even if you don’t know it yet.

Even if it’s the hardest thing Todoroki Touya is going to do, he needs to leave you as heartless and loveless as Dabi could.

He needs to leave you. Shatter your heart into tiny pieces where you hate the mere reminder of him, where someone new can take the patience you deserve to puzzle the shards back together.

It has to hurt you. Nothing less than the worst to make you hate him more than he hates himself. 

The light from your alarm clock is dark, but he can just barely make out the red lights of 03:24; a little later than he wanted, but you were so warm, so comfortable he didn’t want to wake you up.

You toss an arm over his torso, and he cringes because he knows it’s the last damn time. Your cheek nuzzles into the scarred skin of his chest, and even if he knows he shouldn’t, slender fingers gently stroke the warm skin of your shoulder. 

You’re so fucking perfect when you sleep, your mind and body restoring the heartbreaks of the day.

He sniffs the air for courage. He blinks up at the ceiling he’s already killed countless spiders off of, the dark remains dried on the plaster. Your blankets never felt heavier, weighing him down and drowning him like rocks tied to his ankles.

All the while, next to him, you grunt in your sleep, resting easy.

He looks at the clock, brows furrowing in frustration as he’s already spent three minutes doing nothing.

Fuck. It’s time.

Before he changes his mind like a fool.

His head pounds as he takes the agonizingly slow sit up, the darkness of your room just barely mapping out a path he can take to sneak out the fastest. His arm slips out from under your head, and he lets out a tight breath when you roll onto your stomach.

With a soft sigh of relief and a nuzzle of your hair, he pulls the blankets higher on your shoulder so you keep warm, his rough hands smoothing down your back to soothe you into an impossibly deeper sleep. You smell sweet, you always do. Dabi prays to whatever entity to at least allow him to keep the memory of your addictive aroma in his mind.

He balls his hands into fists and stands up with haste, grabbing his jacket and trying his hardest to tiptoe silently out of the bedroom.

A floorboard creaks. The gods clearly don’t want this to be an easy task.

“Touya?” You whimper, and he winces at the familiar name that passes your sleepy lips.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Whe’ ya goin’?” You ask, voice still drunk with sleep and warm against the cold air, and he furrows his brows and snarls internally at the knowledge that you know he’s leaving for somewhere.

He wanted this to be a simple band-aid rip, a quick flurry of anger and tears, before succumbing to your scorn for his mere soul.

“Goin’ to piss,” he lies, shuffling back over to the bed to plant a kiss to your temple. “Go back to sleep.” He hears you hum happily, and you curl deeper into the pillows. He grits his teeth, fingernails biting into his palms as he lets out the quietest and most genuine “I love you,” he can muster. It’s not something he says often, but he may as well say it before he leaves your life for good.

“I love you, too,” you murmur back. You don’t ask or tease him about the random confession, nor do you seem to question it, and he decides to use that to his advantage. He takes one more long, selfish inhale of your addicting scent before working up the courage to push up and off the bed, long fingers scooping his coat once again before tiptoeing down the hallway.

Trembling fingers find the small amount of stationary next to your fridge, and he scribes a small little note so you can have the smallest bit of closure. He hates doing this at all, but it’s for the best.

Keys in the mailbox. Didn’t want someone comin in to steal you.

Im sorry. But you’ll be happier.

TT.

He tries not to imagine the way you’ll crumple to the floor and cry. He tries not to imagine the way you’ll spend days pleading, asking yourself what you did wrong when he knows it’s all his fucking fault. He doesn’t want to think of how you’ll now put every guy who wants you against him; he knows you’ll always put him on the highest tier.

He’s done so much already.

His shoes lay long discarded by the door, and he gnaws at his lip when he toes them on. He heart aches for you, the life you could’ve had, and he can only pray to whatever will listen that you can go back on the path you were supposed to take before he crashed into your life.

Until then?

He hopes you can despise him for doing this to you half as much as he does, himself.

He toes on his shoes. Takes one more longing look up the stairs. He shrugs on his coat and takes the spare key to lock up. 

He walks down the driveway that you’ve run down to greet him so many times. He places the key in the mailbox he helped fix when little rat-ass kids hit it on their bikes. He takes another look up into the window the peers into your room where in a few hours, you’re going to sob and shake and plead and scream and ask the air why he’s gone and if he ever even cared, where you’re going to call him the most obscene names and taint every single memory you share with your heartbreak.

He soaks it in.

And then he walks down the street.

And he doesn’t look back to see the light in your room suddenly flick on.

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@reverie-starlight IM NOT SAYING I RLLY WANT YOU TO READ THIS FOR ME BUT-

[gettinshiggywithit]

!Dabi taking care of a tired reader!

scenario:-reader comes home tired as fuck,dabi sees em and cuddles ensue

pairing:-dabi x gn!reader

genre:-fluff/comfort

For @fallenssun

You’d just come back to your apartment after what felt like the longest day of ur life

You darted to the shower,eager to relieve yourself of your dirty old clothes.

Once you came out,toweling your hair as you made your way down to your little kitchen to make yourself a little snacc,you noticed that the tv was turned on...

You cautiously made your way to your living,the towel youd been using just moments before,now your only weapon against a possible intruder

You peaked around the corner to notice a familiar pOoF of black hair

You exhaled loudly which caught your ever vigilant boyfriends attention

Her turned his head to shoot you a little wave and gestured to the space beside him on the couch

You practically floated towards him,like you were riding on clouds, and practically fell into his lap

“Hey you..” you said,staring at the man who held your heart like he had hung the stars 🌟

Thd goofy smile on your face made the ever-stoic ‘villain’ look down at you with a smirk on his face

“Hey y/n~”

His voice sounded gruff yet calming and you swore that each word made you fall in love all over again..

“When did you get here Tou?”you asked,and unbeknownst to you,your use of that little nickname just happened to give him butterflies

“Like 10 minutes ago.”

“Dam you had time to clean up and change in 10?”

“🤷🏻‍♂️”

You turned your head from your position in his lap just a little to fully take in his outfit

He was wearing a grey hoodie and his black sweats,a completely simple outfit that you absolutely loved

He personally didn’t get it but hed heard you fangirling to one of your besties and had tried to wear it as often as possible ever since🥰

“You look good....warm...” you said,hugging him closer.

He could clearly see that you were tired and he knew how this would end so he let you snuggle in a little,one hand lightly massaging your scalp,the other tracing soothing patterns on your back

And just as predicted,you were out like a light in under five minutes

He looked down at your peacefully sleeping form and smiled lightly to himself

Something about you bein comfortable enough and safe enough around him to just

Fall asleep in his lap

Just made his heart flutter again

After a few more seconds of waiting to make sure you really were out cold,he picked you up and carried u to your shared bedroom

He placed you down on the covers before getting into his boxer and climbing in himself

The moment he hit the sheets you instinctively came closer to him and snuggled into his side

Now dabi wasn’t really muchh of a cuddler(at first) but at moments like this when he knew you wouldn’t know,he held you closer

Closer than your tight good bye hugs and closer than youd ever know

In those silent moments he held onto you like he was gonna wake up and lose you.so dangerously close yet so tenderly soft and secure

It was at these moments that he was the most vulnerable,when even HE felt the safest

The next morning you woke up tangled together,you felt better rested than you had in a while and you knew it definitely had something(everything) to do with the man beside you.

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[shisnhou]

kiss me more

dabi looks at you begrudgingly. well, not in a hostile manner, just more of the squinted eyes and tightened lips manner.

"why the fuck do you keep doing that with your lips?" the villain asks, demandingly. for longer than a minutes, his eyes have been darted on the pout of your glistening lips.

"doing what?" you raise a brow, lips however, still unmoving; much to dabi‘s irritation.

he clicks his tongue and gives up on telling you what he sees. if you‘re willing to act stupid, then so be it. "this shit." he places his finger just centimetres away from the glossed lip you tut out. "what the fuck is that all about."

there, he finally notices.

you‘ve been purposely pouting your lips out for hours, and after the third mark your rather coolly boyfriend has noticed.

"i have no clue as to what you‘re talking about." however, you pretend not to know what he‘s talking about.

dabi‘s brows furrow at that. begrudgingly, he puts down his finger to his side and gives you a suspicious look. he‘s not convinced with your act, with you, everything always has an ulterior motive.

and just as he suspected, you do in face have an ulterior motive.

lately, your boyfriend hasn‘t been home much. dabi‘s always out working, or whatever the fuck he‘s doing out there. for days without an end, you‘re often left home to your own devices. and as you‘re left to handle yourself, you find yourself missing your mischievous boyfriend. most especially, you miss his thin lips against yours.

you painfully miss the way he teases you with kisses that just feel like playing with fire. his lips on yours always feels so good, so good that sometimes you wish breathing wasn‘t such a big deal so that he wouldn‘t have to get back up to catch his breath.

"yeah, this act isn‘t impressing me princess. what d‘ya want?" he leans close to you, his finger tips holding your jaw up. "i don‘t have all day."

"nothing," you prod further with the act, but tutting your lips out just a little more; accentuating your glossed lips even more. "what do you want?"

dabi snickers. he bends down jus above you, enough that his lips near yours. with your now near leveled places, you‘re able to breathe in his familiar scent and feel the situation escalate. this is what you have been waiting for ages, for his lips to finally hit yours.

"i don‘t want nothin‘, pretty. what do you want?" he answers your question with a question of his own. "why‘re you bein' all pouty and shit? d‘ya want something to buy?"

you roll your eyes at him. sometimes, you do hate your boyfriend. though he can be sweet, he can also be clueless; as much as he is mean. you had thought pushing buttons might lead him on, but you overestimated him and now he‘s just confused.

"y'know what, nevermind." you sigh, wrapping your hand around his wrist and pushing it to his chest. "you‘re oblivious." you mutter, losing hope.

dabi looks at you with now a pout of his own. he watches you retreat and take your phone into your hands. he still stands there, looking at you with a face more confused than earlier.

he loves you of course, but he sometimes just doesn’t understand what goes inside your pretty little mind. more often than not, he just finds himself sighing and trying to figure out what you mean.

as he turns around and retreats, thinking about what you could have wanted. but as he is just about to leave the room, he suddenly hears something from your phone.

"here‘s the best lipgloss that pouts your lips and make you look as kissable as possible!"

what?

oh..

oh.

a lightbulb lights up inside his head. in a split second, he‘s flipping his head and caging you down. you watch with a bored expression, seeing him smirk. you cock a brow, but before you realize it, he‘s grabbing your phone out of your hands and kissing you.

your eyes widen in surprise, but they quickly flutter close as you wrap your hands around his nape.

it‘s a deep passionate kiss. his tongue moving slow against yours. lips move in perfect sync. it‘s a needy lock of lips, he‘s teasing your lower lip as he runs a hand through your hair. he savours your taste as if it were a full course meal from a michelin star restaurant.

"baby," he breaks the kiss slowly. his lips are still up against yours, his breathing slow as he speaks. "y‘know, you can just always ask me to kiss you. you don‘t have to play so unfair."

you know you can. but where is the fun in that? more so now that you know, that just being pouty and mean can make him act like a starved man. so maybe, being nice is out of the table.

[frickingnerd]

dabi with a s/o who has a healing quirk

pairing: touya todoroki / dabi x gn!reader

tags: hurt/comfort, painful quirk / quirk with drawbacks, reader is a league of villains member, protective dabi

you met dabi when you joined the league of villains

you were responsible for patching up the villains after their assaults against the heroes

at first, dabi didn't think much of you

but the two of you started to chat with each other a little each time you were healing him

he realized that you were too nice to be a villain and yet you had decided to stick with them

you could've joined any hero agency you wanted to with your quirk and yet you had landed here – with the villains!

he was intrigued by you and he couldn't help falling for you

dabi started to ask more questions about you, to learn more about your past, trying to understand you better

and it was during all of that that he discovered something about your quirk. something you had been hiding from him and the league of villains

your quirk had always seemed a bit too perfect in his eyes. you could heal any wound and it would barely even leave a scar

but there had been a drawback to your quirk. one that you had been keeping a secret from everyone

whenever you were healing someone, you could feel their pain

all those times when he came back half dead and let you heal his wounds, you could feel his pain as well…

as soon as he realized it, dabi started to feel horrible about it

he had put you through so much pain, without even realizing it! you were suffering all those months with him…

and you were healing the other members as well!

he couldn't even imagine how painful it must've been to be burdened with everyone's pain each day

now that dabi knew about the drawbacks of your quirk, he tried to avoid letting you use it

and he started to scold anyone who depended on your quirk too much

dabi would much rather prefer to watch his comrades suffer than you…

[agendercrisisx]

Dabi who is scared of physical contact, because of everything that has happened with his family. But almost instantly opening up to you. Because behind the cold facade, he is a touch starved, clingy boyfriend.

He takes every opportunity to touch you, just lightly grazing your hand with his own, when you're in meetings. Holding onto your thigh while you're driving. Hugging you from behind, when you cook. Kissing your cheeks and the top of your head, every chance he gets. Loving to cuddle and actually falling asleep in your arms. He has never done that before, no one ever made him feel safe enough.

But his touched starved-ness quickly turned from innocent and nice, to depraved and feral. He smacked your ass every time you bent over, sneaking a hand between your legs, even if you were in the room with others. Fucking you against every available surface, because he can't fucking get enough of you.

You opened pandoras box in him, and it'll never shut again.

[demovamp]

gn reader !! sub dabi , breeding kink , overstim , cockwarming

dabi, who gets all whiny and possessive when you ride him. desperately grabbing at your body as he tried fucking up into you.

dabi, who whimpers and whines every time you clench around him.

dabi, who gets so lost in the way you feel that he's just talking about everything he wants to do with you.

"please... let me cum inside. i'll take good care of you." he pulls you against his chest and buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent. "i want you to have my baby. please... i want – i need to."

dabi, who keeps begging and begging. he doesn't care if his voice gets hoarse.

dabi, who ends up cumming to early, pushing his hips against your body so it'll stay inside.

dabi, whose legs are trembling as he tries to hold you up. his hands are gripping at your skin tightly.

dabi, who eventually lets his body relax and leans his head back, closing his eyes.

you start moving your hips slowly, earning a small jolt from the villain. he opens his eyes and looks at you, surprised. "what?" you coo, touching his face, "you want a baby, right? we have to make sure it works. one time isn't enough, pretty."

dabi, who ends up cumming inside god knows how many times (4 or 5).

dabi, who ends up crying from the pleasure.

dabi, who holds you to his chest and lets you fall asleep with his dick inside you.

[minimallyminnie]

Pick Your Poison Please!

Sorry for being late to this dance @nian-7! Here we are!

Akito Shinonome

Ah yes, as usual your boyfriend is taking a lot longer to come.

It’s Halloween! You’re supposed to go terrorize some people around the streets! Where is he?!

You sigh and was about to go knock on his home do—

“Well hello there—.”

Heart racing with surprise and adrenaline, you spin and punch the person right in their face. Looking down you can wonder who it was until

You see your boyfriend knocked out on the floor

“Oh my god! Akito?! Great mummy outfit but what the hell!?”

“Sorry…didn’t…expect to get knocked…down…by my own significant other…”

Rolling your eyes, you help him up and he leans on you. You’re worried for a second before he leans in and kisses your cheek smugly

His costume bandages might cover half his face, save his eye but you can see the half sober expression that clearly shows him being smug

You blush and groan before hauling his ass inside the house to get a bag of ice. Scaring people can wait for a few minutes.

“I’m doing this cause I feel bad for punching you.”

“Nuh-uhh…’ou looooveeee meee~”

“…Are you sure you wanna go with me scaring people? Are you concussed?”

“Nahhh...”

Touya Aoyagi

Your soft spoken and kind hearted boyfriend got…lost. In a festival. That was at the park

Whoops?

He usually isn’t around too many people so you go look where there’s a rarely any people at the edge of the park border

Leaning your shoulder against the wall while being careful with your costume, you fish your phone out and try to call him

You flinch when you feel arms around your waist and a head on your shoulder

Turning your head, you see Touya smiling with relief as he looks at you. His deep red cape felt soft and velvety when you touched it

“Well hello there dragon boy, where have you been?”

“Mmm…I saw a kitty trying to get out here so I helped it. I ended up getting lost but I stayed here cause I knew you’d come find me.”

You laugh and nod. “Why yes I did! You’re the only person who can get lost in the park or something silly.”

The dual haired man smiled at your laugh and kissed your head

“I saw a stall game that had some keychains. Should we get ones for each other?”

“Yes! Of course!”

You both walk back to the festival.

And of course..you’re holding his gloves hand tightly. Who knows if you’ll lose him again?!

Tsukasa Tenma

Bombastic side eye

Long hair? Tsukasa? No way! You couldn’t believe it!

But in a very Tsukasaesque, he posed and told you that he indeed could

…A wig? Extensions? Tsukasa rarely wore them even in his shows

Your jaw actually drops when you see him walk out his house with THE MOST LONGEST PONYTAIL ON EARTH?!?

LIKE HUH?!

“Hahaha! Behold! It is I! Dragon Star Tsukasa Tenma! Yours truly!”

You blinked before touching his hair

It was his color and it felt so real.

But best of all? HE LOOKED SO AMAZING!!!

His horns, outfit, hair, chef’s kiss

“You look…amazing Tsukasa.”

His eyes widened and he huffed in pride and excitement

“Haha! Well, it is expected as a star like me! You look amazing as well!”

He strikes a pose and you laugh at him. He holds your hand and then the door for you before walking out

While he says he expected the compliment, you can see how his face is glowing with delight and excitement

“Let us collect as much candy as we can! I want to bring some back for our friends and pass some out next time there’s kids at our next show!”

“Can’t wait Tsukasa.” And he sees your bright grin

He can’t help but kiss you on your forehead and laugh

Rui Kamishiro

You hummed as you waited on the bench where your boyfriend told you to meet up at

Holding a basket in your hand, you waited for him as you mindlessly swiped through your phone. Ooh! A new GUMI song! Better listen to it later.

Then, a cape sheet enveloped your face and you would be shocked but Rui has done this too many times already

“If you say boo, we’re breaking up.”

“Uh…uh…surprise?”

Peeking out from the red cape you shot a smile at Rui

“Wow! Sorcerer!”

He sat besides you and showed the outfit off

You brushed your hands across the fine details as he explained how he made it

“I bought some lower quality thread to embroider this part and higher quality towards this part to make it look similar but something is off, just like a sorcerer! Confusing isn’t it my dear~?”

You nod. “Confusing but, I love it!”

He gave a grin and adjusted his glasses

Brushing strands of his hair off to the side, you’re met with a kiss to your hand

“You look quite lovely as well my dear! Tell me about your costume!”

He held your hand and stood up with you, walking and talking while going to trick or treat.

[cryoutloxd]

A little Gift ,,

Giving a gift to Touya because it's his birthday :3 cw: mdni, Oral (m receiving), gn reader. reader is hinted to be a virgin. smoking. sub/dom dynamics? slight degradation: dabi calls reader a slut so yeah. nsfw under the cut!! lower case intended. sorry for typos, not proofread ;(

birthdays... it wasn't really something he believed in, or well.. wanted to be celebrated. at least for himself, he knows you like these little moments of happiness that some celebrations and holidays bring. but him personally? nah, before you he hardly memorized the dates.

but he's goddamn happy that you're here to celebrate his birthday with him.

—

"oh fuck.. you knew how to do this stuff?" his voice is raspy, more than usual as he blows smoke into the air. his eyes are closed and his head's thrown back from the amount of pleasure your mouth is bringing him. your lips are wrapped around his cock so deliciously that he's starting to wonder if you practiced with that dildo he bought for you.

while you can only hum around his thickness, you bat your eyelashes, then closing your eyes and taking his cock in as deep as you could. "s-shiiittt..~ good doll, doing so good.. trained you well, huh?" he chuckles, wrapping his fingers around the roots of your hair, pulling on it to make you choke on his dick. the noises you're making is just sooo amusing to him, he never knew you were capable of such things. "look at you, choking on my dick like a little slut.. ahh fffu-uck..~ just like that."

seeing your face ruined with your own spit and tears makes him lose his mind, wanting nothing more than to bend you over in bed and take you until both your bodies were sore and pained.

his grip on your hair tightens, his thighs shaking slightly as his other hand covers your cheeks, taking your face in his hand like a fleshlight and fucking into your throat as if his life depends on it. he groans, a deep one at that as he throws his head back again, holding you still as his cum shoots down your throat without a warning. "oh fuck! take it.. take it all ahh fffuck..!"

he pants, yanking you back by your hair and staring at your fucked up face. he laughs, stroking your cheeks as a mixture of his cum and your spit dribbles down from the corner of your lips. "shit.. that was hot." he smiles as you congratulate him for his birthday one more time, pulling you up to kiss your forehead. "a happy birthday indeed... thanks doll"

"now, face down, ass up.. i wanna see what else you can do."

thanks for reading <3 likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated!

[luvindrr]

Touya makes you breakfast in bed

touya todoroki x reader | fluff | 339 words cw: reader is called "doll"

Touya opens the door to your bedroom holding a bowl and spoon in his hands. He’s careful with his footsteps and tries not to make the door squeak- unsuccessfully- as he patters over to you in bed.

“G’morning, doll.”

You turn over in the sheets, eyes still closed but groaning in response. Touya places the bowl onto the side table and caresses your face with infinite tenderness, brushing over your cheek where an eyelash has fallen. Your eyes flutter open as he kisses your forehead, and he can’t help the stupid grin that spreads when he meets your eyes, when he realizes he’s the first thing you see in the morning.

“I made breakfast.”

Hardly- a scoop of rice with a side of eggs and vegetables. He never learned how to cook so it’s slightly charred- a fact he’s nervously aware of. He’s soothed when you take slow bites anyway and takes your approval as an invitation to snuggle into your lap, eyes closed. It’s deserved, he thinks, after all the hard work he’s put into being a good boyfriend. At your tap to his lips, he obediently opens, a ball of rice falling onto his tongue. It’s sour. What did he do to make it sour?

At your giggle, he opens his eyes and sees you holding up a slice of rolled omelette, cut and shaped into a little heart.

“My mum used to do it for me.”

And it’s so stupid, he thinks, so stupid that somehow you can make him so soft, so giggly, so willing to do stupid things like kiss you awake and talk about his mum and cut your eggs into little hearts. It’s so stupid that you can make him bend like that, but it’s stupider that it’s so easy when it’s you.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” you ask, holding up a whole, uncooked asparagus.

In signature Touya suaveness, “I can chew it up and regurgitate it for you.”

“Gross, Touya.”

“Penguins do it all the time.”

masterlist

[blurbios]

Being Dabi's Doting S/O

warnings: food mention

other: gn! reader, fluff

part 2 of League of Villains' Doting S/O

Dabi wasn’t used to someone caring about him, like at all. He had grown so comfortable being alone and even with his new found companion group of the league, he continued to build up his walls. When he met you he knew he wanted you close, but he didn’t quite know how to get you there. Luckily enough, you grew fond of him fast, despite his attitude. He had always seen you asking whichever member it was how their missions went and if they needed anything from you, he hated how you never did it for him. You always wanted to, you wanted to rush to the door when he came home, but you figured Dabi would just poke fun, like he always did. He was emotionally lacking, so whenever he felt his mask slipping he opted to default with rude comments. You knew deep down he didn’t mean any of it, but it still stung sometimes and it definitely made you hesitate whenever you were around him.

However, you finally grew tired of the awkwardness and decided to do something about it. He was in his room, you hadn’t seen him leave it since he returned the night before, surely he was hungry, thirsty, something. You went into the kitchen to see what leftovers there had been from the lunch Kurogiri had cooked for the gang and made a plate for him. You made sure to grab a bottle of water too and began making your way to his room. When you got to his door you realized your hands were full, “Dabi?” You said, leaning towards the door. There was a long pause before you heard some movement on the other side. Another moment passed, it felt like a lifetime, you grew nervous and your stomach dropped. What if you woke him up? What if you’re just bothering him? The door opened, he didn’t look like someone who had a full night’s rest, he looked drained. You felt his eyes on you, so you lifted the plate and drink up slightly, hoping to shift his focus.

 “You trying to poison me or something?” 

You shook your head, “I haven’t seen you leave your room, I figured you’d be hungry. I mean you need to eat something, your body needs it—“ 

Your ramblings were cut short by a deep chuckle. “You’re keeping tabs on me now, huh?” 

You fought back a smile, “Please, just take care of yourself Dabi.” He grabbed the bottle and tossed it on his bed. As he grabbed the plate with one hand, he ruffled your hair with the other. 

“Why take care of myself when I know you’d do such a good job?” he teased. You’ve never seen him like this, yes he was still poking fun, but he was relaxed, the air wasn’t filled with tension. He’s only ever flicked your forehead in the past, so this was new. The interaction warmed both your hearts, and marked a new era for Dabi, one where he let you in and never let you go. Needless to say, you began to ask him how his missions went whenever he got back, you made sure he ate, and most of all, you made sure he knew that someone cared about him.

a/n: i was unsure how to write dabi because i feel like everyone has a specific version of him in mind, but i hope my version doesn't butcher him too much

[gettinshiggywithit]

hey jaya :) i have an idea for a request that’s been on my mind for a while

dabi x reader with a passion for music and he hears u sing for the first time

u can do this whenever there’s no rush ty and have a nice day bro :)

HEYYY CARMENNNN

Okay first off im rly sorry this is comin out a whole_ass century after you sent it in,but i hope i did ur idea justice!

Please let me know what u thought in the comments!

!Dabi x A Reader Who Has A Passion For Music!

Scenario:- Dabi with an s/o who has a passion for music!

Pairing:- dabi x gn!reader

Genre:-fluff

A/N:- I apologize in advance for how bad i am at writing songs lyrics :’)

music was a big part of your life

it'd helped you find yourself,given you an outlet to take out all your frustrations(while simultaneously creating something beautiful) and it had,in many ways, saved you.

but not many people knew that

you were passionate,but your passion had never set foot outside of your own private safe space.

but when you met dabi,he too became your safe space.

you felt like you could be free,safe and completely yourself with him.

but for some reason you just never brought up your love for music.and even when the opportunity to do so presented itself,you just shook your head and claimed that you were just a casual enjoyer of perfectly placed notes and chords.

but one day when you thought you were alone in your apartment,

(touya had supposedly gone on another mission for the league and would be back later that night)

you finished your chores and retreated back to your room,your little cave of safety.

once there,you picked up your favourite instrument from the box under your bed(some gifts,some found for ablsolute steals at sales and some bought by yourself) and began playing a simple note,it turned into a full on performance complete with your own singing and a little dancing.

and before long you were full on belting out the lyrics to the song you'd been obsessed with over the past few days.

you hadnt done this in a LONG time and it just felt so...so liberating!

after youd finished the song you looked down at the instrument in your hands and thought of doing something you hadnt in a while.

improv.

you started with a random note and as the words flowed you sang them out.

just as you were getting to the chorus,your mans(its the boiiii) just arrived home.

he took his shoes off at the door (you'd specifically asked him to, because if you has to sweep up mystery gunk again,youd kill him yourself~)and made his way to your room where he knew youd be.

when he got closer he heard the singing and was SHOOKETH!.

he never knew you could sing so...so beautifully?angellicly? buddy didnt even have a word to describe how to describe it!

and then he heard the lyrics,

im in love and youre to blame,

im drawn to you like a moth to a flame,

you stole my heart and set me free,

to be the one i was meant to be.

your fire,its blue its hot and it burns,

but darlin when im with you i wouldnt mind getting burned.

and when we're alone,you run your pretty mouth but if you say your ugly again i swear ill you right on out~

youre beautiful,youre mine and i wouldnt have it any other way,touya,i love pretty things,but paper rings would do any day

he was stunned.

were you...SINGING ABOUT HIM???

and as you finished the last line and turened around,you yelped (WHERE TF HAD HE COME FROM)

and within seconds you were panicing.... what would he think????

how much had he heard??????????

your head was racing with worst-case scenarios!!!

he noticed this and took a few steps towards you,and when you didnt back away he knew you were really in deep.

he held your face in his hands(which seemed to bring you back to reality)and before you could say anything in your 'defence'

he captured your lips in a passionate kiss.

and within seconds you felt something hot and sticky running down your cheek alongside your sudden tears

when you opened your eyes you saw that youd both been crying,him tears of blood and you salty water.

this woke you up fully as you ran to your bedside table to get tissues to wipe his 'tears'

as you were doing so you heard him let out a whispered "thank you" and you knew i wasnt just for the tissues,but for what hed heard.

heat rose to your face and you just smiled."dont mention it"was your response which was accompanied by another quick peck on his lips.

after that you werent afraid or embarassed to share your love for music with the man of your dreams,you even started doin little duets on your date nights and lemme tell ya,buddy was DEDICATED to learning the guitar!

he wanted to be your acompanist(is that a word???)

and soon,all the instruments that had been hidden away in the darkness under your bed,were decorating your walls along with songs youd written to eachother(yh its not thatt romantic,yall just tacked em onto the wall :"))

music had saved you,and now it had made you and your lover closer than ever.

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feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

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[bea-does-stuff]

I have a dabi hc living rent free up in my brain so ima share it:

Ok. So—dabi can’t feel much on his scars, he can feel a little, but the sensation of touch is pretty muffled in his scars.

HOWEVER. His scar lines (the part where his skin and scars are stitched together) that shit is ticklish AS FUCK.

He’s not really that ticklish himself, but the feeling on your fingers tracing his staples make him feel some type of way. I mean that in both an innocent and non innocent way

The first time you did it you were laying on his lap after a long day, you had been hugging him for a while when suddenly he buried his face in your chest.

You tried to get him to show his face but he would not budge, eventually, he did look up at you, only for you to see an embarrassed expression in his eyes and a light pink appearing on the few parts of non burned skin on his face

He stared at you for a minute before sighing “your…your hand” you tilted your head and looked down, you were gently rubbing circles with your thumb on his wrist scar lines.

The moment you found out his weakness, you learned how to combat his teasing

Good job, he’s gonna kill you tho-

[deartouya]

HANDS SO TENDER — DABI

✶ summary: domestic fluff; bath fic + sick fic. dabi's never been good at accepting help, but when it comes to you he's getting better at it.

✶ pairing: touya todoroki x gn!reader

✶ word count: 1,020

✶ warnings: domestic fluff >:), non-sexual nudity, mentions of eating/food, mentions of non-specified sickness/medicine. this spawned because. i wanna wash touya's hair and burrito wrap him like a cat. he deserves it. 🔫 love him >:( tagging: @atsumeii ; @tobiodose

taglist / anthology masterlist

“Think you’re getting sick.” Touya groans, his head lolling back against the couch cushions as you settle next to him. He can feel your fingers on his skin, skating through his bangs as you smooth them away. “You feel warm—warmer than usual,” the words are soft, concerned, spoken against his forehead. It makes him feel warm. Having someone be concerned for him. For someone to worry and care.

He huffs, “don’ get sick.”

Despite his petulance, Touya lets you poke and prod him, shedding his jacket and draping a cool cloth around his neck. Lets you smooth his hair back again and press your lips back against the feverish skin. Watches you with heavy-lidded eyes as you look him over, brows creased.

“Have you eaten anything?”

The thought makes his stomach churn, “no.” He feels guilty when you sigh, thinks that maybe he should have tried to eat something—toast or crackers—before you got home and found him curled up pitifully on your couch. 

Your fingers tangle with his own, pressing a chaste kiss to the skin of his palm as you think, “I’ll make you some toast—maybe check if I have any saltines in the pantry still.” The guilt ebbs away when you smile at him, all soft and adoring. 

“What about a bath? Get ‘ya out of these clothes.” He doesn’t answer, lolling himself towards you and tucking his face into the crook of your neck, “please, baby? Then I’ll let you hole up in the bedroom watching horror movies and The Princess Bride for as long as you want.” Touya scoffs when you raise a hand, “scout’s honour.”

He huffs a laugh against you, scrubbing his face into your neck. You won’t, you’ll hover over him and hand feed him soup and awful-tasting medicine until he’s better and he can’t help but want it. A selfish little desire curling in his stomach, to soak up all your affection and worry.

“Shouldn’t have let you find out about that,” he nips at the skin of your jaw and you know you’ve won, letting your fingers tuck sweat-curled hair behind his ear. “Usin’ ‘em just so I cave—mean.”

“Not my fault you like it so much, pretty boy.”

Touya stands slowly, braced stubbornly against the couch to fight the dizziness before you—equally stubbornly—duck beneath his arm. He caves immediately, body slumping against yours even as he pouts, “I can walk, y’know.”

“I know you can,” you placate.

The bath’s warm, sweet and smelling of sandalwood, steam curling around his shoulders and bubbly water lapping at his collar. He’s easy to maneuver, following the soft warmth of your palms and eyes weighing heavy as you scrub at the flush of his chest. “Good?”

“S’good.” Touya’s quiet as he watches you, chin thunking against the rim of the tub as his whole body goes slack in your hold.

The shampoo—which smells overwhelming like you—is cool against his scalp and he can feel his eyes slipping shut under the repetition, soft strands coiled around your fingers and slicked back from his eyes. Soft contented hums as you comb through his hair, leaning into your touch and soaking up the affection.

He lets you tilt his chin when it’s time to rinse, one hand shielding his eyes from soapy water and the other tipping a cup of water over him. It’s something he brought home one day—a knockoff Jaws shark, clunky and impossible to drink from but you still kept it. Let it hold your—and his—toothbrush and take up space.

You do that with all his things, let him take up space. You’ve carved out so much room for him in your life, to let him be. Half your movie shelf was picked by him and you buy all the muted fruits he loves and let him have claim over half the bed despite him barely getting to sleep in it.

Touya feels you lean in, forehead knocking against his own softly and palms cupping his jaw, “I’m done.” You smile when hazy blue eyes meet yours, letting him nudge himself closer until he can kiss you. It’s simple, gentle and soft, but he feels himself shiver. He feels warm and safe, taken care of.

He lets you dress him too, bundling him in a fluffy towel and oversized sweats.

“Sit, gonna dry your hair so you don’t soak through my pillows.” Despite the warning he still glares at you when you ruffle a towel over him, nipping at the skin of your wrist, before settling into the bed. It’s nice—even though he’d rather die than say it—to be looked after, preened and soothed. 

It’s only after you have him bundled up on his side of the bed that his eyes open again, face cocooned by blankets and eyes dropping with sleep, “gonna let me hole up and binge watch now?”

“As you wish.”

You grin when he huffs, the corners of his mouth downturning to avoid his smile, “you’re a nerd.”

He’s already fighting sleep, head lulling minutely as he tries to keep himself awake. “You’re one to talk—now, scooch.” You don’t get in though, guiding him back into the pillows and tucking the blankets back under his chin. Then, seemingly pleased, you worm your way under him.

It’s quiet for a moment, nothing but the soft sound of waves and your breath—but he’s still awake. Stubbornly staring at your profile in hopes you’ll read his mind. You do. “Hey,” your fingers pause in his hair, tapping softly against the base of his skull. He hums against your sternum, making a show of cracking one, recently closed, eye to stare at you. “Kiss?”

“Needy,” he nips, propping himself up on an elbow, “now who’s gonna get sick?”

“Please, baby?”

He huffs again, eyes half-lidded and full of put-on annoyance, “really shouldn’t have let you know how much I like those. Nothing good ever comes from it,” he leans up anyways, capturing your lips in a soft kiss. And he lets you keep his cheeks trapped between your palms as he pulls away, kissing the tip of his nose and forehead.

“You know you love it.”

[frickingnerd]

dating dabi / touya todoroki

pairing: dabi / touya todoroki x gn!reader

tags: fluff, protective dabi, established relationship

if you're dating dabi, it's going to stay a secret!

you absolutely can't tell your friends and family you are dating the dabi!

you know they'll try to talk some sense into you, to get you to leave the guy

after all, he's one of the most dangerous villains out there!

but they don't know touya the way you know him!

he would never hurt you!

quite the opposite, he's actually really protective of you and he doesn't even allow you to visit him when he's with the league

he wants to keep you away from his crimes and wants you to live a normal life

if he'll ever get caught, you'll be able to continue living a normal life without him

touya isn't the best when it comes to expressing his feelings for you, but he's trying so hard to be a good boyfriend for you

he hates all that cliche stuff like buying flowers and bringing you chocolate, but if you are into it, he'll do it anyways – but only for you!

it might be a bit of a surprise, but you are actually his first partner. he has never been with anyone before he met you

he knows even less about relationships than you do and it's kind of adorable–

in front of the league, he pretends like he gets any girl he wants and like he's been with countless people already, but only you know the truth about it all~

touya is a bit insecure about the fact that he doesn't have any dating experience, which shows in the form of jealousy

he's going to despise any boy that has ever shown interest in you, any ex boyfriends you had and so on

he won't out right say it, but he wishes he could've been the first guy you had ever fallen in love with

he wants to be your first for everything!

just like you were his first…

[yandere-kokeshi]

hey! if you'd like, could you please write headcanons or scenarios (whichever you'd like) for yandere Dabi, Shigaraki and Hawks with a s/o that is usually calm and timid, but as the guys are about to meet up for a date with them, they see their darling flip off some stranger who's trying to him on them? something rude like "I'm already waiting for my lover, are you deaf or something?" thank you in advance! 🎀

Yandere Dabi, Shigaraki, and Hawks reacting to their calm darling getting hit on.

Warnings: cursing, slight violence, threats, and dabi and Shigaraki being themselves.

A/N: This was extremely fun to do. Hope you enjoy this, sorry this is posted late anon.

Also, I was unsure if you wanted to be called 🎀 anon? Please send an ask if so!

Dabi:

Rarely does Dabi allow you to go out or on dates, due to his face, villain mission, and his fear that someone may recognize you; peeling you away from him.

But, this was your anniversary!! So with you bugging him, he finally nudged you to take you out on a carnival date!

Though, he had sent you a text about how he'd be a few minutes late, meaning you could find somewhere to sit and eat. However, some guy decided to approach you.

His anger bubbled — not only did he see that the guy was being persistent, but you kept strong: telling him 'no and fuck off!'.

— "Why don't you fuck off? It would be a shame if your face was shown the the news, burned to a crisp."

The man's face wasn't forgettable. It generally made Dabi chuckle.

He makes sure you are alright, before letting you drag him to places; riding the rides, get snacks, and drinking soda all night.

Though, during this time, he's more persistent on being near you. His grip around your waist is harsher, him following right behind you while making you hold his hand while walking.

A few hours past, the Carnival closing, he makes sure to take you to the convenience store for more drinks and snacks; before going back home.

Though, he makes sure to ask Toga a favor, something he couldn't finish.

Tomura Shigaraki:

Both of you discussed that since you've been good, he decided to take you to an arcade.

However, while in the middle of being upset on how he lost to you to Mortal Kombat, he'd decide to take a bathroom break; leaving you alone for a couple of minutes.

But, when he came back, he saw you push a man against the wall; his greasy hair being swayed around like a doll.

— "Who do you think you are? Why don't I just shed your skin and watch you disappear like a little shit?"

The fear on the man's face made him smile; practically wanting him to disappear from existence due to his annoyance.

In a rare moment, Shigaraki turns to you and asks if your okay. Though, he immediately tells you that the two of you need to leave cause of the yelling.

However, he does make it up by buying you a bunch of chocolate, sodas, and letting you play on his consoles for a few hours without him but watching you.

Don't worry, the guy comes up to the news as missing; a sly smile coming across Shigaraki's face as the screen flashes against your face.

Hawks / Keigo Takami:

Keigo loves to show you off, practically making you glued to his side as the two of you go to a rich restaurant for you helping him out on a certain season.

But, during the reservation and him flirting, he noticed Endeavor; making him say "Be right back, birdie!" And swoop off.

Though, the minute he returns, he's immediately alarmed by your yelling. Turning around, he saw a man getting in your face, yelling back at you.

— "Y'know, it's not nice to get in someone face. Why don't you go fuck off and mind your damn business."

The shocked face on the guy's face was priceless — although, at the time, Keigo didn't find it funny. Rather his eyes thinning, his fists tightening.

Though, watching him leave with a tail between his legs, he let out a sigh before checking on you, making you swirl to make sure he didn't touch you.

Keigo makes sure the rest if the night goes well, getting a secluded area just for the both of you while you enjoy your beverages and dinner.

After leaving, he makes sure to get ice cream for the both of you.

Though, he may or may not suggest that you getting angry was hot: "You should be madder around me, hun. Might start doing things to piss you off!"

—

[vrisrezis]

Could you give some headcanons about BNHA characters helping their transmasc boyfriend with his testosterone shots because he has a fear of needles? You can pick the characters 🤗

Bakugou just is kinda like “MAN UP” and sticks the needle in . LOL. He loves you tho ❤️

Izuku on the other hand is actually nice about it, he also hates needles lol. Tells you not to look and puts on a show to distract you, problem is he takes his sweet time LMAO

Hawks is understanding of your fear cuz he also hates them. Is kinda like “I knowww:( I’m sorry but you hafta” and reminds you of the benefits of taking your shot before doing it .

Dabi just doesn’t get it. Stabs you with that needle before you even have a chance to be worried about shit lol

Shigaraki finds you to be a pain in the ass but does it before he is a trans ally and loves you <3 “if you don’t stop squirming I will turn you into dust . STOP”