[Eyes on You]

cw: cursing, forced proximity

other: fem! reader, dialogue heavy

chapter four of a birthday outing

You looked at the grey-haired boy, tapping away on his phone as he muttered something under his breath. You attempted to introduce yourself, but your voice refused to comply. You turned to Dabi with a defeated look, so he gave you a shove, albeit a bit harder than he had intended, but a shove nonetheless. Your elbow knocked into his and made his phone slip out of his hands. He hadn't even realized you were there, so when he turned to unleash a slew of curses on his friend and was met with your frightened gaze, he quickly quieted and stared at you blankly before locking eyes with Dabi. You could feel the tension at the table as you looked at the others sitting around, all their eyes fixated on you as if you were like something they've never seen before. You reached into your bag to use your phone and text Ume for help, but after a couple seconds of scrounging around you realized what must've happened to it. 

"Looking for this?" Dabi waved your phone in front of your face. As you reached for it he pulled it away and wagged a finger at you. "Do as I said and you'll get it back." His cruel smile never faltered as he spoke. You rolled your eyes as you turned your attention back to the boy, who had already gone back to whatever game he was playing, showing his screen to the lizard-like boy sat next to him. 

"Um, your friend said it's your birthday." You tried to start a conversation. He didn't even look at you, didn't even seem to acknowledge you. You knew you couldn't just give up right then, as much as you wanted to. "I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you." You spoke with more confidence, trying to command his attention. There were whispers around the table and you again looked at Dabi pleading to be let go. He looked at you and let out a heavy sigh.

"Tomura, you can play that game later." No real response was given, just a small grunt. "Dude, at least look at her." He reached over your shoulder and pushed him slightly, ticked off. He paused his game and shoved his phone in his pocket and looked at you, both anger and annoyance present in his eyes. You gave him a small smile as you looked over his features that you could actually make out given the lighting, his messy hair, and his hood that was still up. There was a couple seconds of just staring from both of you, he looked like he wanted to say something. He felt how dry his throat was when he attempted to speak, so he brought his glass to his lips and took a small sip before trying again. You saw his mouth move, but couldn't make anything out. 

You leaned in closer, "Sorry, I couldn't hear you, what was that?" You turned your ear to him.

He paused for a moment and took in your side profile before speaking. "I said, my name is Tomura." You nodded after hearing his words and wondered if he was like his friend. He seemed nice, but you didn't want to assume, so you stayed on your toes. When you turned your head, again you felt all the eyes on you and you were filled with anxiety. Too many strangers staring at you, too many dangerous strangers that you were warned about. You needed your phone back and you knew you wouldn't be able to do anything surrounded by his group of friends, so you had to get Tomura alone. 

You leaned into him again, this time bringing your lips to his ear. "Can we go somewhere a bit more quiet?" He must've turned beet red judging by the laughs around the table. His mind was racing, he didn't expect Dabi to actually bring him a girl, one that wanted to or at least seemed to want to talk to him. His face got hot as he looked at you, and his voice caught in his throat, so he just nodded at you. You gestured for Dabi to get up so you two could get out. He raised a brow before slowly standing and stepped to the side. You waved for Tomura to follow you before turning to shoot Dabi the dirtiest look you could muster. 

As you were walking away, Dabi made sure to shout, "You two have fun, now!" You could hear the shit-eating grin still plastered on his face. You began to walk away as you felt not only the eyes from the table on you, but the eyes of seemingly the whole place.

a/n: two chapters back to back who is she omg! really wanted to get this out before going to visit some friends for the week, so next post will take a bit longer whatever it is and the next chapter is going to be a looooong one so pls look forward to that,, as always take care of yourselves x [ ALSO HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Trapped

cw: alcohol, a bit suggestive

other: fem! reader, dialogue heavy, dabi is pushy again

chapter three of a birthday outing

As the night went on you tried your best to be in the moment with your friends. You hadn’t realized how much you had to drink until it ran right through you. “Ume!” You tapped her on the shoulder. “I need to pee.”

“Okay? Then go, I think it’s over there.” She pointed you to the neon restroom signs.

“Come with me, please.” You tugged on her hand.

“I can’t, I gotta make a move on Yuki before I give in and get drunk.”

“It’ll be quick.” You tried to convince her.

“If it’ll be quick, then I’m sure you’ll be fine, y/n.”

“Ugh, you’re the worst.” You stood up to make your way through the crowd.

“Love you, too” Ume chimed as she waved at you. As you weaved your way through the bodies occupying the club, you felt the heavy gaze of the stranger fall upon you once again. You didn’t even know where he was, but you knew he was just watching you like it was some weird game. No matter where you went, he knew exactly where you were. You had to wait in line for the bathroom and Dabi took his chance to finally pounce. 

“Hey, excuse me, miss.” He tried to sound kind. 

A jolt of panic shot through your body as you turned to see who it was talking to you. ”Hi, sorry, have we met?” He could barely hear you over the music, but that didn’t matter.

A grin crept onto his face. “No and you don’t need to. Listen, today’s my buddy’s birthday.” He looked down at you, to make sure you were listening. When his azure gaze locked with yours you felt the panic resurge as you nodded along. “He’s a real loner type, so I was wondering if a doll such as yourself would help make his night.”

You broke eye contact when you saw that the line had moved in your peripheral, much to your relief. “Sorry, not interested.” You quickly squeaked out as you moved past him and into the safety of the bathroom. He lifted his hand to yank you back, but managed to stop himself. He stood there for a moment contemplating just following you in, but he remembered that he couldn’t cause a scene because Toga had promised they’d be on their best behavior. He didn’t want to ruin his friend’s night, after all and he was just so close to having you where he wanted. You used the bathroom and promptly washed your hands. As you exited the bathroom you turned directly into him, falling into his trap. 

"There you are." He caged you between his body and the wall. "As I was saying, you don't have to sleep with him or anything, just talk to the poor guy."

"Again, I'm not interested. Please, just leave me alone." You shook your head. 

"All you gotta do is make the guy smile." He roughly grabbed your chin and and jerked your face up to look at him, his blue eyes piercing into you. "You can do that, can't ya?" He breathed into your face. You tried to push him away, but he was an immovable object. He chuckled at your meek attempt at getting away. He grabbed your wrist and yanked you alongside him to their table. "You better play nice." He pushed you into the booth next to the boy in the black hoodie that was still fixated on his phone. Then he sat on the edge of the seat, trapping you once again. You looked around at the strangers sitting around the table and felt yourself growing more anxious by the minute. You glanced over to your table and saw Ume and Yuki talking, at least somebody was having a good time. You wished someone would look at you and see the fear in your eyes, but nobody cared, nobody noticed. Nobody except Dabi, of course, who still had that grin on his face as he watched you struggle to find your footing. He was so proud of himself and he couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.

a/n: oh brother, this chapter is a bit short, but I feel like if i continued with the next chunk the chapter would end up being huge lol sorry it took so long, my brain has not been cooperating as of late, pero we will work through it. i'll prob try to get another chapter out before june because the first week of june i won't be able to come on here. hope you're all doing well as always x ALSO I PROMISE TOMURA AND THE READER WILL INTERACT NEXT CHAPTER LMAO

Starstruck [rockstar! reader x tomura shigaraki]

cw: obsession(?), cursing

other: fem! reader, modern (quirkless) au, format is a bit funky bc i didn’t intend it to reach this length

wc: 3k

synopsis: tomura didn’t plan on falling for the frontwoman of some band he’s never heard of before, but once he saw you something changed. 

✦ Tomura’s favorite band was in town and he wanted to have a good view of the stage, so he made sure to queue up early. Like most people, he was solely going for the headliners, without any real knowledge of the openers. 

✦ When doors finally opened, he managed to snag a spot close to center barricade. He was already annoyed at how close everyone was to him and he knew it would only get worse as the night went on. 

✦ The first openers went on and they didn’t catch his eye nor did they distract him from the bodies pressed against him. Their music felt too generic for his taste and the band members were dressed like every other person in the venue. Once they finished their set, he pulled out his phone to check how many songs the next band would be doing. He read that they would do anywhere from 5-8 songs depending on the night and he impatiently drummed his hands on the barricade and let out a sigh. 

✦ The crowd cheered as each member walked onto stage and he clapped along half-heartedly. That was until his eyes fell on you as you strutted out on stage towards the mic with your guitar in hand. He felt his chest swell with excitement as you introduced your band to the crowd. He took note of your name and watched eagerly as you began to play. 

✦ A couple songs in and everyone and everything else in the room disappeared in his eyes. All the bodies pressed against him faded, the murmurs of the strangers beside him were drowned out. Hell, even the other members on stage weren’t there to him. He was simply hooked on you, he found your presence alone intoxicating. 

✦ Tomura was so focused on you that he hadn’t noticed how he excitedly clapped his hands at the end of each song or how loud he yelled when you hit your high notes. You took note of him and made sure to flash him a smile. He felt his own smile on his face as he cheered you on. You sang some lines as you looked at him and again he felt something in him, a tinge in his chest. 

✦He had been to tons of shows in the past, but never had he gained so much interest so quickly. Maybe it was the way you carried yourself with such confidence or the way your eyes closed when you sang, clearly giving it all you had, or maybe it was the way the stage lighting hit you perfectly. Tomura couldn’t quite place it, but he wasn’t complaining. He was happy to have his eyes glued to such a beautiful girl like you, especially when you interacted with him so much. You made him feel special, and in his eyes, he was. It didn’t take that long before he was convincing himself that you thought the same things about him. 

✦ Before he knew it, you were announcing your last song and he frowned. You saw this happen in real-time and even gave him your own little pout and mouthed a little “I’m sorry.” 

✦ You were used to crowds writing you off as an opener and not really caring. You were also used to people who knew all the words by heart. The silver haired boy stood front row lay in a weird grey area. You could tell he didn’t know the words, yet you could hear him above all else. You wanted to win him over and unbeknownst to you, you already had. 

✦ You were sweaty and tired as you told the crowd that you’d be at the merch table after the show. You made sure to make eye contact to hopefully coax him to come by after, you saw his eyes light up as you did so. You and your band mates thanked the crowd. You pulled up the setlist that had been taped by your mic stand and saw a wall of hands fly up when you held it above your head. You watched as your bandmates tossed their setlists and picks into the crowd, but you already knew who you were giving yours to. 

✦ You walked to the edge of the stage and stretched your arm as far as you could to give it to your biggest supporter of the night. You thanked him with your hands over your heart and a little bow. You saw him smile and nod at you as he held the setlist in his hands. You walked off stage waving at the other attendees with your smile shining bright, head held high. 

✦ He held it in his hands astonished that you handed it to him. Most times artists just crumple it and throw it to someone, but you made the effort to come over to him. The way you smiled at him made his head spin, he looked at the paper in his hands and saw that it had kiss marks on it. The shade matched the lipstick you had been wearing and he assured himself that it was a sign. 

✦ The energy in the crowd grew as the minutes until the headliners came on stage edged closer to zero. Tomura’s energy grew as the minutes until he would get to see you dwindled down. He heard the first chords of their opening song start and immediately perked up. He had waited all day for this and he couldn’t believe it was happening. But, whenever there was a pause in between songs he found that he couldn’t keep focus on the band on stage. He loved their music, but he felt something different when it came to you. He zoned in and out when the music would play through the speakers, bass booming through his body. He jumped around and sang, he was having the time of his life. 

✦ When the band announced they were on their last song, Tomura froze. He felt a jolt of electricity through his body, he was nervous because the set ending meant he would meet you soon after, he wasn’t ready. He shook himself out of his head and lost himself in the music once more. 

✦ The drummer had thrown and drumstick into the crowd and Tomura ended up catching. When he turned to make his way out of the pit, his eyes fell on a young kid. He overheard the kid’s brother say something along the lines of “next time you’ll get it, buddy.” So without any hesitation he tapped the kid on the shoulder and extended the stick to him. The kid turned and squealed excitedly. “What are you supposed to say?” The brother chirped. “Th-thank you!” Tomura smiled at the two boys and went about making his way to you. 

✦ Most people would’ve kept it for themselves, but Tomura had a soft spot for kids at gigs. Reminded him of when he was young and all he wanted to do was go to shows. Plus, he already had the setlist from you and as far as he was concerned that was better than a drumstick from a drummer he didn’t even know the name of. 

✦ He saw the line at the merch table and his heart sank, no way you’d stay that long. He wasn’t going to give up though, but he figured he had enough time to fix himself up a bit. He wormed his way through the crowd and slipped into the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and shook his head in disbelief. He combed his hands through his shaggy hair and tried to make himself presentable. He took off his hoodie and wiped the sweat from his body best he could. He took a deep breath before returning to the line, which was even longer now. 

✦ You looked at the line in between meeting people and signing things. You were amazed the line was this long, usually you were lucky if there was a handful or two waiting for you guys. Your members were visibly tired and they could tell most people only wanted to meet you anyways. You heard them mutter something amongst themselves as you posed for photos. One of them settled behind the merch table to take over sales, whilst the others walked off to help move the stage equipment to the trailer. 

✦ Shortly after, a worker from the venue came over to and said you had to pack up and get out of the venue. You looked at the people in line and frowned. You walked over to the merch table and told your fellow bandmate what the worker said. “What about these people?” You said. They proceeded to stand on the table and shout to the line that you’d be finishing the meet and greet in the parking lot since security was kicking you out. 

✦ Tomura heard what they had said and checked his phone for the time, it was already past midnight. His phone wasn’t even halfway in his pocket before a security guard came up to him and ushered him out. He looked at you waving to the line and smiled to himself. When he neared the doors he felt the cold air and quickly pulled his hoodie over his head. 

✦ He thought about the weather and how cold it was. He was hit with a wave of guilt, you would be waiting in the cold because of him. He saw the line form near the back of the venue and contemplated just walking to the subway station. He realized how silly it would be to leave after waiting this long and he had himself convinced that you’d be upset if you didn’t get to meet him. 

✦ You put on a jacket, but felt it ruined your outfit. You dug through your suitcase and found a flannel, you figured it was better than nothing and its colors matched your fit well. You walked out and saw the line, it was significantly shorter than it had been, but you didn’t blame them for going home. Your eyes trailed down the line and at the end you saw him, the boy that had looked up at you with such adulation during your set. You smiled and waved at him and he waved back sheepishly. 

✦ Tomura’s cheeks flushed when you waved at him, he was hoping that he could just play it off as the cold when he spoke to you. His hands felt tingly and his stomach was doing flips. With each step he took, the reality set in more and more. You were right there mere meters away from him. He saw how you smiled with the others and brought them in for hugs. He heard your laugh and nearly fell to his knees. He couldn’t believe how pretty it was. Your voice grew louder as he was the next person, and the last person, in line. He completely froze up as your kind eyes met his, he was starstruck. 

✦ You waved goodbye to the girl whose album you’d just signed then turned your attention to him. You smiled in his direction and opened your arms for him. He didn’t move and you pouted. “Come on, I don’t bite.” You tried to lighten the mood and cocked your head. 

✦ Slowly he walked into your embrace and wrapped his arms around you. Your warmth felt so comforting that he let the hug linger for a couple seconds before breaking it off. He mustered up all the courage he could to speak. “You were amazing tonight.” You held your head high and smiled before thanking him. “I’m glad you think so…” You trailed off trying to get his name. 

✦ “Tomura. Sorry, I should’ve led with that. I’m Tomura.” He looked at the ground when he spoke, hands shoved in his hoodie pocket, nervously twiddling his thumbs. “Well it’s nice to meet you Tomura, I’m y/n. Thank you so much for waiting, I know it’s cold.” You could see redness on his cheeks and felt bad for the poor boy. 

✦ “I’m sorry for keeping you out in it.” Tomura was beating himself up mentally. “Don’t worry about it, being with you is enough to warm my heart.” You tried not to cringe at your words, but you figured artists said things like that all the time. This time his face went red and you could tell it wasn’t from the cold this time. You let out a little laugh and he felt the warmth in his chest return. 

✦ Your words just affirmed his delusions. He took his hands out of his pockets and reached them out to you. To his pleasant surprise, you took his hands in yours. He was ecstatic that he didn’t have to ask, it’s like you knew what he wanted. “y/n, I’m so glad that we got to meet. Next time you tour, I’ll make sure to come cheer you on.” He spoke whilst holding eye contact this time and saw your doe eyes staring back at him. 

✦ His hands were warm as they held yours, you didn’t want to let go of the warmth. You took in his words and were touched. “Thank you, it means the world to me. I feel so lucky that I have someone like you.” You meant a supporter like him, but to Tomura it meant that you were lucky to have him in your life period. His thoughts began to spiral, but he held his tongue hoping you would continue and you did. “I’ve got to get going so we can make it to the next city on time. I look forward to seeing you again. Next time we come through, I’ll make sure to look for you, Tomur.” You gave his hands a slight squeeze before letting go. 

✦ Hearing his name fall from your lips felt heavenly. He was so drunk off the feeling that he hadn’t realized you let go of him, his hands still hovered empty in the air. Once he felt the cold, he was brought back into the moment. “Thank you for taking this time to be with me.” He opened his arms for a hug goodbye and you stepped into his arms. His eyes shut and he took in the moment. The way your hair smelled, the warmth of you against his body, your little hums of whatever song was stuck in your head. He was assured he was in heaven.  

✦ Again, he was sucked back into reality when the cold returned in your absence. You took a couple steps back and waved. “Get home safe!” You said with a smile. He waved back and nodded before turning about-face and heading towards the street. 

✦ You knocked on the van door before opening it. “God, you took so long with that guy. You think he’s cute or something?” One of your members said as you climbed in. You hadn’t really thought about it, you took a second to process it. He had red eyes that you’ve never seen before, his hair was fluffy, bangs were cute, he was visibly nervous, and he had that little mole under his lip. “Maybe.” You wondered if he would actually show up at your next gig in the city. You had heard it so many times before, part of you hoped it would be different this time. You couldn’t tell if it was because you wanted a fan to stay for once or if what you really wanted was to see Tomura again. 

✦ He sat on the subway and swiped through the videos and pictures of you he had taken. He was still in awe of you. He admired your lyrics, loved the passion you emitted when you performed, and the sound of your laugh made him feel something he hadn’t felt before. But most of all, he was enamored by the way you looked at him. The way you smiled at him as you sang, the way you scanned the crowd to find him with the setlist in your hands. The little look of excitement when you saw him in line. The way your face seemingly lit up when you spoke his name. Your words played on repeat in his head. 

✦ When he got home he couldn’t help, despite how tired he was, but hop on his pc and look you up. He saw that your band’s instagram had already posted crowd photos of the night, he clicked through and stopped when he saw one with him in it. A photographer had caught the moment you handed him the setlist. Immediately he set it as his desktop photo, tracing your image with a finger on his monitor. He pulled out his phone and checked your instagram. A smile grew on his lips as he saw you had posted that picture on your story. He took note that you had drawn a heart over the photo, you drew one on the center of the photo, right where he just so happened to be. 

✦ He felt a tinge in his chest, it felt nice to have his feelings validated. He opened up your band’s website and made sure to buy all your merch, he streamed all your music and promoted you however he could. He loved you and as far as he was convinced you loved him too. He opened up a ticketing app to see if he could get a ticket to another stop of the tour to see you. He frowned when he saw that every stop was sold out. 

✦ He pulled up the tour poster to see which date was the last one you were doing then headed to a reseller site. He didn’t care about the price, he was seeing you again. Once he confirmed his purchase he created a countdown on his desktop. Tomura leaned back and it hit him how tired he was. He didn’t even bother to shower, partially because of the aforementioned tiredness, but mostly because he wanted your fragrance to stay on him as long as possible. Tomura settled into bed and thought about the two of you together, hoping it would help him dream of you.

a/n: PLEASE LMK WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS BC I CANT TELL IF ITS CORNY OR NOT BC ITS LIKE ONE OF MY CHILDREN okay sorry for yelling,, depending on how this is received i have an idea for a follow up <3 this was supposed to get posted a month ago but uni ate my ass before i could edit lmao but we are back in business baybee !

Patching Up Shigaraki

cw: injuries, blood mention, cursing, slight angst (?)

other: gn!reader, reader has healing quirk, reader is part of the lov

wc: 1.2k

synopsis: you stayed up waiting for the boss to return and when he does he can barely walk. luckily enough, you’re the team’s newest edition, a healer. you make sure to patch him up and that he gets his much needed rest. 

It was some ungodly hour of the night when you were posted up, sitting on the couch, waiting for your boss to return. Normally you weren’t one to worry about him, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a bit nervous. You knew he could handle his own, but he was taking way longer than you had anticipated. You fought off your own bouts of sleepiness as you watched the hands of the clock tick and tock by. You were zoned out by the time the door flung open. The cool breeze brought you back to your senses and you snapped your neck in its direction. There he was, shirt torn, face contorted in pain, leaning his back against the doorframe. You froze for a second before you sprung into action. You ran to his side and hooked an arm around his waist and helped escort him to his room. Tomura let out a couple pained grunts as you did so, eyes shutting tightly when the pain spiked. You had seen him like this before, but it didn’t make it any easier. Nobody wants to see their friend in pain, especially when their friend is one who never asks for help. Luckily enough for Tomura, he had you, who would help without needing to be asked. You carefully opened his bedroom door as he leaned into you and once in his room you propped him up on his bed, back resting against the headboard. You could tell where his injuries were by the torn fabric and splotches of blood that stained the rest of the shirt. 

“Can you lift your arms for me?” You grabbed the bottom of his shirt and started to tug it over his head and arms. He winced when he warily did as you asked. “I’m sorry, Shigs. I know it hurts, but it won’t for much longer.” You looked at him with concern in your eyes and were met with sadness in his, he looked defeated. You placed your hands on his shoulder where the deepest wound appeared to be and activated your quirk. Your eyes trailed his body to see what all else you’d have to fix up. When you got to the gouge on his chest, you couldn’t help but shake your head. “You have to be more careful, Tomura.”

“I already know Giri and Master are going to lecture me, I don’t need one from you too.” He rolled his eyes. You would’ve been hurt by his words, had he not been in so much pain, so you just carried on easing it as you could. Once you were done, you went and got some wipes so you could clean his skin of all the dried blood and a shirt for him to put on after. The bed sank under your weight as you sat next to him. Tomura sat up straight and leaned in your direction, so it was easier for you. He furrowed his brows when the cold wipe made contact with his skin.

“You did well today.” You tried to placate your own qualms.

“Not as well as I should’ve.” He looked through you, not able to make eye contact.

“You’re alive, that’s all that matters.” You offered him a small smile.

“Being alive doesn’t matter, if I’m not getting stronger.” His voice broke. 

“Did you get him at least?”

“You think I’d let someone do this to me and let them live?” He raised his voice slightly in annoyance. 

“Right, dumb question, sorry.” You handed him his shirt and he slipped it over his head. He shimmied around until he found a comfortable lying position. You proceeded to lay down next to him, leaving a gap between you two of course. 

“What’re you doing?” He grumbled. You were looking up at the cracked ceiling trying to gather your words properly. “You can’t fall asleep here, I’ll wake up next to ash.”

“You’ve had a tough day Shigs. I know you’re just gonna lay here and beat yourself up until Kurogiri comes to check on you.” His eyes widened as you spoke sincerely. He hadn’t realized that you’ve grown to know him so well over the short time you’ve been with the league. He was relieved when he looked at you and your eyes were still on the ceiling. “Don’t worry, once you fall asleep, I’ll be on my way. I just want to make sure you actually get some rest.” He mumbled something under his breath that you couldn’t quite make out. Then to your surprise you felt the weight of his head on your shoulder. You knew better than to comment on it because he would’ve kicked you out, but it was a sweet moment that you wanted to savor. The smailair scent that you always spritzed yourself with had become a signal of safety for him, so he knew he was safe and could relax without worry. You reached a hand over and softly combed your fingers through his hair, trying your best to avoid tugging the tangles. Tomura would never admit it, but he liked your touch, you were always so gentle with him, even if he didn’t deserve it. He began to think of ways to thank you, instead of just flat out saying it, because it was still hard for him to do that. He thought about taking you out for a nice meal the next time that they ran into some cash or buying you a game on his switch and letting you play. He knew he’d figure something out because he really did care about you. You thought he meant a great deal to you, he cherished you even more so, this went for the other remembers as well. Within minutes of your sweet touch and thoughts of you filling his mind, he had fallen asleep, made apparent by his soft snores. You could feel your sleepiness returning and began to plan your exit. You lifted his head with a hand and replaced your shoulder with one of his pillows, placing his head down gingerly so as to not disturb him. You cautiously got out of bed and tiptoed over towards the door. You stopped for a second to take  in the sight. You were so used to seeing his face all scrunched up, brows pressed together, and his jaw clenched, so being able to take in his features like this was nice. Serene moments were hard to come by, given your situation, so you made sure to really admire this one. You were glad that he was in one piece and finally getting the rest that he so desperately needed, and deserved. You quietly closed the door and made your way down the hall, peeking into the other members’ respective rooms to double check that they were getting their rest too. Once you knew that everyone was sleeping soundly, you felt a yawn creep over you and the exhaustion from the day fell on your shoulders. You settled in on the couch to get some rest of your own. Content with the work you did, you drifted off with a weak smile on your lips. 

a/n: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG :( I HAVE TWO MORE WEEKS AND THEN MY SEMESTER IS OVER AND I CAN GO BACK TO ACTUALLY WEEKLY POSTINGS !

How you meet and fall in love for aizen and adult uryu ( seperately ) x fem Latina reader

Fluff plz

Maybe the reader is shorter then them

oooooooo i've added it to my notes and have started jotting some ideas down! i'll tag you when it's up x (probably next week at some point)

Any rules for nsfw ?

nothing really comes to mind! although, i don't have the most experience writing it, so it might be a bit clunky.

Do you need request ? Also what season of bleach are you on?

i'm currently taking requests, so that i have stuff to actively work on & i am just starting s4! ik i have a lot more to go, but i'm enjoying it so far, i'm excited to see how the story goes !!

Also would you ever write for Latina reader?

yes ofc :)

Also if you intend to make a masterlist I just wanted to let you know that there is a link limit to a post

i didn't know that, ty friend ! i'll keep that in mind as i update my blog over time !

May I add you to my bleach writers list ? And do you write for aizen, gin, szayel, yumichicka, uryu, mayuri, Izuru, muramasa, ulquiorra , nnoitora, as nodt or shinji?

heyo! i'm currently still on my first watch through of bleach, so it might be a while before i start actively writing for its characters. that being said, i do plan on writing some aizen and gin stuff at some point! for the others that you've listed i can defo see myself writing for szayel, yumichicka, uryu, and izuru. i haven't met muramasa, ulquiorra, or nodt in the story yet, but will prob be open to writing for them. as for mayuri and shinji, i don't think i will be writing for them. with all that, you can decide whether or not to add me to your list! either way, i'm flattered you asked <3

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  she/her || 22 || poc || span/eng || cat person || dark mode enjoyer || kofi

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i’ve always loved writing, so i figured i’d start posting stuff on here ! ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i love to hear feedback, so pls feel free to lmk what you think of my writing ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ i try to post weekly content, but sometimes it takes a bit longer ₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ mostly write sfw, but will be posting some nsfw ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ all ages are welcome; however, if a certain post specifies dark content, minors pls look away

series

╰┈➤ league of villains doting s/o ╰┈➤ a birthday outing [tomura shigaraki] ╰┈➤ umbrella boy [katsuki bakugo] soon! ╰┈➤ mha song series soon!

oneshots

╰┈➤ burdensome [overhaul] ╰┈➤patching up shigaraki ╰┈➤ startstruck [tomura shigaraki] ╰┈➤ afterglow [touya todoroki] soon!

other

╰┈➤ getting recruited by the league of villains soon!

anime

╰┈➤ my hero academia ╰┈➤ haikyuu ╰┈➤ buddy daddies ╰┈➤ naruto ╰┈➤ hunter x hunter ╰┈➤ attack on titan ╰┈➤ trigun ╰┈➤ bleach ╰┈➤ castlevania

video games 

╰┈➤ apex legends ╰┈➤ overwatch  ╰┈➤ league of legends ╰┈➤ mass effect  ╰┈➤ genshin impact ╰┈➤ honkai star rail

Hii uhm I really love your works and your writing makes me feel happy so I just wanna say I hope you keep doing what ya do ! :)

Sorry if this is kinda random

ahh thank you so much, friend !!

genuinely makes me so happy to know that someone enjoys my writing <3

hope you have a good rest of your week x

Bad News

cw: cursing, alcohol, underage drinking if you squint for half a second

other: fem! reader, dialogue heavy

chapter two of a birthday outing

You were stood in your bedroom, clothes scattered across the floor, your hair a mess, trying to figure out what to wear out. You didn't stress about your appearance that often, but it was a big night for your friend Hikaru. A nightclub that he had heavily invested in was having its opening night. He had invited so many people, you didn't know why you needed to really be there. You planned on showing face, having a drink or two and then heading straight home. You settled on nothing too fancy, some black strappy heels and a black bodycon dress that ended just above your knee that had sheer puffed sleeves. You grabbed your outfit and made your way to your bathroom to get dressed and tackle the hair and makeup situations. You figured hair wouldn't take that long, so you started with that after you slipped on your dress. You landed on a half up, half down look, two buns and the rest down. You checked the time on your phone and saw you only had a few minutes before your friend Ume was coming to pick you up, so a bit frantic you glued on some lashes and lined your eyes. 

Your phone lit up with a message from her. I'm outside! Come on, I don't wanna be late! You grabbed a lipstick to shove in your bag, you walked to the door and took a minute to tie up the straps on your heels. You clicked and clacked down the steps of your apartment building and over to her car to get in the passenger seat. 

"There you are!" Ume's face lit up.

"I knew you liked going out, but this much?" It had been a while since you went out with Ume, so you couldn't quite place if it was her normal level of excitement or if there was something else.

"Well, you know Yuki is going to be there, right?" She looked over at you at as she stopped at the light. You nodded along. "I think I'm actually going to make a move tonight!"

"I'm sure it'll go well, you look good!" You tried to cheer her on. You had only met Yuki once, so you didn't have a proper read on them yet, but if they made her happy, you were sure they couldn't be that bad.

"Did you remember my gloves by chance? I forgot mine and realized after I started driving over." She was still learning how to control her quirk and when she gets drunk, she completely forgets how. Ume had a quirk that can be activated when her palms touch an item, if the item has any water content, it freezes completely. 

You shuffled through your bag and took them out. "Yeah, right here, never go out without them when I'm with you!"  You held up the gloves, they were old, but they worked for her nonetheless.

"I forgot how beat up that pair is." She frowned as she pulled into a parking garage. "They're even missing some fingers."

"Missing, do you not remember?" You started to laugh. She shook her head as she touched up her makeup in the mirror. You pulled your lipstick out of your bag and did the same as you spoke. "You got so drunk last time that you started cutting them up because 'your hands needed to breathe.'"

"Can't believe you let me do that." She shook her head slightly in disbelief, mores o at herself than at you. 

"Hey, I tried to stop you. Do you want them now or should I hold on to them?"

"Hold on to them, that way I'll be even less inclined to drink. I want to remember shooting my shot." She dusted some glitter over her nose bridge and out towards her cheeks. 

"You look cute, if Yuki turns you down, which he won't, I'll date you instead." She laughed and dusted some glitter atop your head. "Hey, you know that's never gonna go away!"

"Well, it's okay because you look cute too." The two of you left the car and walked out of the garage. You double checked your phone to make sure you had the right place. You walked down the street and as the noise grew, you knew you had to be in the right spot. The line was nearly down the block, for once you were actually okay with the vip treatment. You two walked over to the line-less bouncer and presented your ids. 

"Enjoy your night ladies." He said as he opened the door for you. You were hit with cool air as you entered and scanned the room. Ume and you shared a confused glance as neither of you could seem to find Hikaru or Yuki. You counted the tables in the vip area to figure out which was supposed to be yours. 

"Hikaru said table four, right?" You asked Ume. 

She nodded, but pointed at a group of people you had never seen before. "Yeah. But who are those people?"

"Maybe he invited them too." She pulled out her phone to text him. You tried not to stare, but they did keep your attention. The two of you awkwardly stood around waiting for Hikaru to come get you and tell you what had happened. 

Eventually he showed up and after exchanging niceties he answered your questions. "There's another table over there that we can go to and there's always the rooftop that you guys can go up to."

"Okay, but who are they? Don't look like promoters or like any of them would have a following." Ume sneered. 

"That girl looks like a teenager, how'd she even get in here?" You added.

"Apparently the guy with the black hair is bad news, bouncer didn't even want to deal with him. Just steer clear and don't worry." You took note of the dark haired boy and noticed him staring at you and quickly averted your gaze. You wrote it off as nothing and you followed behind your friends as you went to your table. Hikaru ordered a round of shots for everyone to get started with. 

"Ume, be careful drinking." You reminded her.

"This will be my only one, promise." She raised her pinky to signal she meant it. You settled back and relaxed a bit. You looked at everyone sat around you having a good time, Ume enthralled in her conversation with Yuki whilst Hikaru was busy talking to his investor buddies. Your eyes wandered around the place, seeing girls already way too drunk wobbling around as they attempted to dance, guys leaned on the back wall too awkward to approach anybody, and the other vip tables filled with micro influencers, promoters, investors, and that eyesore of degens that you had been warned about. Two of them were busy on their phones, you wondered why they were even there. Another was swirling his drink around in his glass, but al least he was dressed nice. The girl looked like she was arguing with the guy next to her, he sighed and slid her his drink. Once the liquid touched her lips, she shook her head and placed the glass back on the table. The man laughed so loud, you could hear it over the music from where you were. You knew there was another boy sitting at the table, but you focused back on your own group to prevent any trouble from brewing. Maybe the shot wasn't sitting right, or someone had a weird quirk, but you had a bad feeling in your stomach. The type of feeling you got when you knew something bad was going to happen, but you didn't know what. 

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you felt Ume pull on your arm. "Come dance with me!" You knew she wouldn't take 'no' for an answer, so you got up and went with her. At least this way you could sink into the crowd and let the worry melt away. 

Dabi's eyes followed you and Ume, you could feel his gaze burning into you. You tugged Ume along, so that you were behind a group of girls, clearly celebrating one of their birthdays, since she had a sash and tiara. Dabi nudged Tomura and pointed at the group. "Pick one."

"One what?" 

"One of those girls." Dabi was annoyed. He was trying to do something nice for once and this was what he was met with.

"Not interested." Tomura said blankly, eyes still glued to his phone screen.

"Dude, at least look at them." Dabi snatched the phone out of his hands. 

"You must've drank too much because you're being more f a duck than usual."

"If you won't pick one, then I will." The annoyance was prominent in his tone. 

"Fuck off." Tomura snatched his phone and went right back to his game. Dabi rose to circle the place, to find the perfect girl. Lucky enough for him, he already had one in mind. Once his eyes found you again, they didn't leave. You tried to focus on dancing with Ume, but the feeling in your stomach returned. You turned to look at the table he had been previously sitting at and saw he was missing. 

You tapped Ume on the shoulder, "Can we go back now? These heels are killing me."

"Yeah, heels weren't the move." You began to shuffle through the crowd, but your eyes were met with icy blue ones. You wanted to look away, but his glare was too intense to look away from. You noticed a small grin creep onto his face. You shook yourself out of it and focused on getting back to your table. 

"He looked at me again." You whispered to Ume as you sat down.

"Who?" She had no idea what you were talking about.

"The guy Hikaru said was bad news." Your stomach still pained you. 

"Don't worry about it, take this." She handed you a shot. "I can't drink, so you gotta do it for me." You gave her a concerned look. "Come on, let loose a little!" You threw it back and were met again with a familiar unpleasant taste. You wanted to shake it off, but Hikaru's words echoed in your head as you scanned the room for the stranger. He was standing against the back wall, it was dark enough that he blended in, but he still had a perfect view of you. He studied your movements, and debated whether or not to take the opportunity for himself. Dabi had himself convinced that you'd already be his had it not been Tomura's birthday, but he was trying to be a good friend. So in his eyes, he had all night to make you Tomura's. 

a/n: weekly post let’s goooooooooo!! you’ll actually interact next chapter, not just intense staredowns, i promise ! thoughts, comments, criticisms, anything is appreciated  x

Opening Night

cw: cursing, threats

other: dabi is pushy, dialogue heavy

chapter one of a birthday outing

The clock was nearing  midnight as the infamous league of villains' members gathered outside of their leader's bedroom door. They silently counted down the seconds, then barged into the room with a loud "Happy Birthday, Boss!". The pale haired boy slowly turned his gaze from his computer screen to the group that had entered his room.

He spoke with a dismissive tone and waved them out. "Thanks. Now get out, I'm almost done with this game." To be honest he didn't even know it was his birthday, he stopped caring at a young age. Sure enough, he checked his phone and saw that it read April 4th, much to his dismay. He let out a small grunt as he tossed his phone down on his desk and went back to his game. 

"Once you're done here, make sure to come out." Dabi said before turning around and ushering the others out of the room, making sure to close the door behind him. The individuals sprawled out across the hideout and waited impatiently. Toga sat on a bar stool and swung her feet excitedly as she hummed to herself, Jin, of course, was sat next to her. Shuichi was rambling on and on to Atsuhiro about the new game that he bought for Tomura to play with him. Dabi scrolled through his phone as he swung his feet up on the coffee table, making sure to find the perfect venue for tonight. 

"Do you really think he'll go along with it?" Toga tilted her head slightly.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we can convince him." Jin cooed in response. 

Tomura was still sitting in his chair, credits rolling by on his screen. He let out a small sigh as he willed himself to stand up. He knew they had something planned and he absolutely dreaded it. He knew that whenever that group of miscreants came to a consensus without him, something bad was bound to happen. He contemplated just sitting back down and booting up another game, but he knew one of them would break down the door if he didn't emerge from his cave soon enough. He dragged his feet as he trudged through the hall to the common area where everyone was waiting.

"About damn time." 

Dabi rolled his eyes and took his feet off the table, as he shoved his phone in his pocket. "We're going out." 

Tomura shook his head, "And you're bothering me with this, why?"

"Because," He stood straight up. "We are going out." He emphasized the 'we' by waving his hand around the room, gesturing to his companions before it landed on Tomura's shoulder. 

"I don't want to. Plus if anyone sees us, it could be an issue, I don't want trouble tonight." He shook out of Dabi's grip.

"Oh come on, Tomura. We'll be good, we promise." Toga made her way over to him.

"I told you, I don't want to." He furrowed his brows, annoyance painted on his face.

"We never get to go out for funsies." She pouted as she tugged at his sleeve.

"Not taking 'no' or 'I don't want to' for valid answers. We're leaving now." Dabi waved over Kurogiri, who he somehow convinced to warp them over near the place.

"Giri, tell them it's a dumb idea." He prayed that he, of all people, would make some sense.

"Actually, Master Tomura, it would be best if you tried to enjoy your time out with your fellow members. Bonding is important for building trust within the team." 

Tomura scoffed, "So now you care how I spend my time. This is ridiculous." The black mist swirled around them as Kurogiri warped them to an alley nearby the location where Dabi had told him. 

"Please, do try to have some fun and enjoy your birthday." Kurogiri said before departing.

The air was warm and they could already hear the noise of people lined up on the street ahead. They made their way out of the alley and saw the line of patrons outside some nightclub, a bright "Opening Night" sign illuminating the otherwise dim street. There were two different entrances, one labeled vip and one presumably for everybody else. One line with dozens of rowdy groups of young people waiting to have the seemingly night of their lives and an empty side with just a bouncer and a clipboard of the waitlisted vips. 

At first they just stood at the end of the line, not long until the impatient leader started complaining. “This line is going to take forever. None of you dumbasses thought about getting a reservation or something."

"I thought you didn't want to even be here." Dabi teased, already enjoying how uncomfortable Tomura was. 

"I don't but I'd rather be sitting than standing around with all these people." He started to scratch at his neck, just thinking about being inside with all of them. 

"Well, good thing we don't have to wait then." A mischievous grin painted on his face as he stalked toward the vip bouncer, the rest of them followed in line behind him. Tomura can overhear the people in line questioning who they are and what they were doing, it took everything in him not to just dust them all. He defaulted back to scratching his neck to control himself. 

The bouncer took one look at them and knew something was off, hand already on his walkie, easy to radio in for help if needed. "Hello sir, can I see your id?"

"Don't have it." Dabi answered nonchalantly.

"Well if you and your friends aren't on the list, then you have to wait in line with the others."

Dabi leaned into the bouncer's face and spoke low. "Listen, it's my friend's birthday and you're gonna let us in."

"Back of the line, sir." The bouncer held his ground. He tried to wave them off, but to no avail.

A blue flash was emitted from Dabi's palm, not enough to draw attention, just enough to singe the edge of the bouncer's suit jacket. "It'd be a real shame if this place burned down on opening. night, don't you think?" Dabi raised a brow.

The bouncer knew that he couldn't take him, let alone with whatever the hell his friends behind him could do, so he defeatedly let them in. He pressed the button on his walkie to let his coworkers know the situation. "Letting unlisted vips in, just cater to them, for the club's safety. Trust me, they're not worth the hassle." 

Quickly they were seated at a table and a server came to greet them, "Whatever you need, just let me know, I'll be around." She gave a soft smile, although visible nervous, and walked away to tend to other tables. 

"See easy as that, no reservation needed." Dabi's cocky grin returned as he spoke to the group.

"Whatever." Tomura pulled out his phone to play the new mobile game that he had downloaded, Shuichi looked over at him and decided to follow suit. 

a/n: heyyyyyy so i this is a week late oopsies! also i was going to post the whole thing at once, but 1) i'm not done with it all yet  2) i feel bad for not posting in a bit 3) i think it’s more digestible in parts instead of like a big long 10k oneshot lol so you can expect more chapters soon! next chapter will actually have you in it btw haha x

A Birthday Outing [Tomura Shigaraki x Reader]

synopsis: the league of villains decide to drag tomura out for his birthday and dabi is set on finding him a date. that's where you, reluctantly, come in.

cw: alcohol, cursing, a lil suggestive, threats

other: fem!reader, dabi is pushy af, dialogue heavy, eventual fluff

current wc: 4.4k

chapter one: opening night

chapter two: bad news

chapter three: trapped

chapter four: eyes on you

more chapters coming soon!!

happy shigs day

the thing im writing for shiggys bday is gonna be delayed bc im so conked out on pain meds ((i just had a tonsillectomy)) pero it'll prob be what i post next <3

Being Dabi’s Doting S/O (Part 2)

cw: none

other: gn! reader, fluff

follow up to this

As odd as it still felt when Dabi thought about it, he had gotten used to you caring for him. The mission Shigaraki had sent him on was a long and tedious one, no intense fighting, but tiring nonetheless. He was absolutely exhausted, the only thing that kept him going was the thought of seeing you light up when he walked through the door. Nobody told you that Dabi was coming home that night, so you were sitting in bed, typing out an essay for some random college kid that commissioned you. You started writing papers as a side hustle after having met the league so that you could help keep the lights on in the place. You were nearly finished when you heard the doorknob turning. “Ah, you’re home! Nobody told me, I’m sorry. Should I run you a bath? Did you eat?” You rambled on and on as he walked closer to you, visibly fatigued. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned back, you quickly moved the laptop from your lap, careful not to delete your hard work. 

“I missed you.” He looked up at you, his head now resting on your thighs.

“I missed you too Dabi, I’m glad you’re back.” You ran your fingers through his messy hair. “How bad was it? Because I’ll fight Shiggy, I don’t care.” You hated seeing him look so drained.

“You don’t have to do that, it wasn’t bad. It just took too long, don’t worry.” He laughed a bit at the thought of you actually confronting Tomura. 

“I always worry, you know that.” You smiled down at him, taking a second to take in what was happening. Not one sarcastic remark, not one hand swat, he was nothing but genuine. He brought your free hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on each individual digit, you could feel the smile on his lips as he did so.

“I love you, y/n.” he said looking up at you admiring your features. He still had a hard time saying it, but he couldn’t believe that you were his. 

“I thought I was supposed to be the mushy one.” You joked. 

“Maybe you’re rubbing off on me too much.” He retorted like normal. He sat up and turned toward you, taking your hands in his. “Sometimes I think you’re too good for me.” You raised an eyebrow, taken aback by the sudden sincerity. “You’re so caring and kind, you shouldn’t be around people in the league, people like me.” His eyes dropped as he felt a bit ashamed. 

“If you really think all those things, you have to tell me what I can do to make those thoughts fade.” You removed your hands from his grasp and placed them on either side of his face. “I love you, Dabi. I want you to realize that you deserve good things too.” You inched closer to his face, so he had to look at you. “I mean it, I love you, more than anything.” He leaned forward to press his lips gently to yours. You both felt heat growing in your cheeks. You felt the familiar sensation of butterflies in your stomach, the same feeling as when you had first confessed to him. He leaned all his weight on you causing you to lay down. You wrapped your arms around him as he laid on top of you. 

“Maybe I am rubbing off on you too much.” You laughed. It was nice having the tables turned, him clinging to you instead of the norm. 

“I’m so lucky to have you.” He spoke lightly into your hair as he nuzzled closer. 

“And I’m even luckier.” You placed a soft kiss on his temple. You felt so lucky that he felt comfortable with you, comfortable enough to seek you out and rest his whole weight on you, comfortable enough to be vulnerable with you, and comfortable enough to show that he loves you. You were used to him doing little things, silent gestures of love, but this was new and it made you feel treasured. After all, you were his treasure, the treasure that he was lucky enough to stumble upon, and the treasure that he would never ever let go of.

a/n: i dont think every league member is gonna get a part two, but this popped in my head and i knew i had to do it. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh thank y’all for enjoying these lil stories i write btw makes me happy xx