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#dabi is a little shit
slicesofapple · 5 months
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Dabi can't seem to wipe that lazy, devil-may-care grin off of Hawks's face, no matter what he does.
Not with his staples.
Not with his worst, cheshire-cat smile.
Not with the most psychotic shit spewing out of his mouth.
Not even when he aims a stream of his hottest fire just a little too close to Hawks's feathers to be comfortable.
It's only when Dabi takes three steps forward and leans down and plants a wisp of a kiss on Hawk's cheek that Hawks's face blanks out in surprise.
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b4bydo1l · 1 year
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i literally refuse to believe Dabi is straight purely based on the fact that it would piss off dear old Endeavor if he knew his eldest son was fucking a dude-
and as we all know, nothing gets mr. crispy over here harder than pissing off his dear old dad <33
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kylie-nicol · 2 years
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Damn....he's hot.....🥵
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veg-hotwings · 2 years
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A friend of mine pointed out that this ⬇️ manga exists.
100% Dabi would tease the hell out of Hawks about this 😂🤣
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kelin-is-writing · 10 months
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fwb!touya who at some point, he doesn’t know when though, has catched feelings for you and can’t help get livid when he hears your classmates going on about how “don’t you think y/n has become even more attractive recently?”, “y/n has this sexy aura around her lately...” or “is she seeing someone to be exuding so much sex appeal?”, it pisses touya off hearing them talk about you like that, but then all the rage fades when flashes of memories about you underneath him, panting all flushed and with legs hugging his waist as “harder touya...” reaches him from past your parted, swollen, lips whereas his pelvis snap sharply against yours filling touya’s ears and brain with pure sin.
it’s remembering that that realization comes over him about the fact that he is the reason your sex appeal has been overflowing, because touya fucks you so damn good and hard every single night.
that thought tugs a cocky grin at his lips as he walks past those guys, looking at them like they’re utter sore losers, while going to his next destination: the empty classroom on the third floor where you’re waiting him for a quickie.
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missmeinyourbones · 1 year
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dabi + mutual pining 👁️👁️?
when dabi returns from the bar without an old-fashioned in hand, your interest is piqued.
you can't help but smile at his sulking shoulders and sullen eyes, "why are you drinkless?"
"don’t ask," he waves you off before slumping into the booth beside you.
after a moment of feeling your beady little eyes focused on his through his peripheral vision, he eventually caves.
"forgot my wallet, so i tried flirting with the bartender for a free drink and—"
his voice trails off, admitting defeat as he uses his open palms to gesture to the empty table before him, the one that represents his failure of negotiation (and smooth talking) skills.
and you would be laughing at his misery if it wasn't for the gears busy turning in your head at a tiny detail of his sentence.
"you know how to flirt?"
dabi’s jaw physically drops in disbelief, "and what the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"nothing, i don't know!" you're quick to put out the fire, so you sip your drink and brush off the comment. “i just didn't think it was something you did."
dabi grimaces at your amusement of the whole scenario, so he picks the dry skin from his lips with a defensive sigh. 
"i mean, it's not something i do frequently, or to just anyone," he assures, doing his best to keep his voice level. “it's… selective."
"so what i'm hearing is that you're picky."
he looks over to you, and you're enjoying this. cheeks slightly flushed from both the alcohol and the laughter you bite back, you're clearly getting a kick out of his borderline pathetic demise. 
he scoffs before turning his head away from you, not wanting to look you in the eye when he bares his next confession.
"i’ll have you know, i flirted with you the first time we met,” he wraps his knuckles on the table to busy his drinkless hands, “y'know, before i got to know you and became repulsed by you."
from the corner of his eye, dabi can see you giggle behind your drink, fiddling with the straw between your lips. 
you swirl the ice around in the glass. "the first time we met, you said i had a stupid laugh," you knowingly remind him.
and you expect him to fight the accusation, to defend his flirting skills and recall the memory differently; but when he turns to you with a shrug and tight-lipped smile, everything begins to click for you. 
"that's your flirting?” you practically gawk in surprise and he’s tsking away from you once more. 
you’re not satisfied though, now giddy with the realization that not only was he bad at flirting, but he’d willingly admitted that he was flirting with you. your smile is blinding, and he would be content with letting it beam, if it wasn’t at his disadvantage in the first place. 
“oh god it's worse than i thought. no wonder no one wants to fuck you."
“it's not my flirting that's bad,” he holds a defensive finger to the air, “it's the fact that the person i usually flirt with is a fucking idiot. that’s why i’m not fucking anyone.”
his confession brings a wave of heat to your cheeks, and whatever alcohol was buzzing through your veins seems weak compared to the affect of a few passing words from him. 
you clear your throat before shaking your head, "well, maybe you should learn to flirt better. y’know, maybe don't make fun of their laugh within two minutes of meeting them.”
"well, i don't see you coming up with any suggestions," he passes the ball right back to your court.
and you plan to not answer him, prepare to scoff at his silly tease and change the subject. but the more you think about it, the more you let your curiosity get the best of you. 
"compliment them," your voice speaks up after a few moments.
dabi’s eyes light up with a mixture of surprise and pride, "on what?"
"anything you like about them," you shrug casually, as if it’s a simple thing you do all the time. as if you’re constantly bathing him in the knowledge of how much you love his expressive eyes, his quick comebacks, his frowns and smiles and everything in between. 
and it's not until he laughs under his breath that you realize you've been staring at him for a bit too long. that he’s been returning the eye contact and the two of you have been admiring one another for what should be an uncomfortable amount of time. but it feels relatively natural, like admiring how the moon seems to follow your car window on a midnight drive.
you decide to break the tension and stand with a playful scoff, "it's not that hard.” 
dabi’s furrowed brow silently questions your sudden absence, but when you grab your wallet and gesture to the bar, he lights up with realization. 
"you owe me one," you mumble while standing. 
he smiles and nods in appreciation, and when you're walking away from the table, he calls out to you.
"hey," you turn on your heel to be met with his lazy smirk and a look of mischief glowing in his eyes. 
naturally, he grins, "i like your stupid laugh."
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autumnmobile12 · 5 months
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Fragile bitch
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dabislittlemouse · 11 months
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How do you think Dabi would act if healer/regeneration!Reader healed all his burns and wounds until it was just faint scarring, and he could physically feel and cry again? So he could feel them drag their fingertips along his scarred skin, gently kissing him, etc. They whisper reassurance as their touch makes it all go away. The numbness on his lips turns to tingling, then to the soft and supple skin of their lips, heat of their breath. His breath hitching as they take their time kissing every single burn away, mumbling love and praise while leaving a trail of healing in their wake.
Would he even know how to act with someone treating him with kindness and love? Understanding and patience?
I would say he heals completely, but I think scars are seggsy, and I headcanon he wouldn't want them to be fully gone bc its kind of a part of him now? Like he wouldn't be Dabi without them.
Dabi’s scars have so many stories to tell, they hold so much from his past and they make him who he is, they show his strength and determination, and they are definitely not ugly at all.
So for some reason I think that Dabi wouldn’t want you to heal his scars, for the simple fact that Dabi is constantly pushing himself to work on his quirk. If his skin was fully healed, that means he’d feel the pain caused by his quirk even more, making it harder for him to train. He doesn’t want to feel weak, doesn’t want to feel pain, and after all, he’s gotten used to his scars. He is Dabi now, Dabi with the purple marred skin and piercings/staples all over his face & body, a beautifully grotesque view that he could definitely see fit for the villain named Dabi, for the persona he’s created the momet he buried Touya, a villain who doesn’t feel a thing.
But he still wonders how your lips would feel like on those parts of his face if his skin were healthy? He feels like heaven when you kiss him, though his lower lip still doesn’t feel much as the upper does. Dabi wonders if he’d cry the moment you healed his tear ducts, after not crying for so many years. And that scares him, if you heal him he’ll be vulnerable once again, he’ll be able to cry, he doesn’t really want that.
But if the situation was where you healed him, I’d see him grabbing both of your hands, putting them on his now healed face, feeling the softness of them for the first time. He’s more sensitive now when you kiss his neck, it feels like he’ll melt at any moment when your hands caress his chest, down to his belly.
With or without scars, Dabi loves when you treat him gently after the world has treated him so rough, when you hold his face in your hands as if he’d break at any moment. You kiss them softly, love on them when he is insecure, when he is there with his sarcastic jokes about his appearance but the moment you show him that you’re serious when you tell him that he’s beautiful, he just swallows nervously and breaks eye contact. He tries to play the card of you being blind by love, but he forgets that in fact, this was love at the first sight. The moment you saw him you fell for him, those ocean blue eyes, his unique appearance drew you towards him, his mysterious aura, everything about him was alluring and attractive.
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How could you not fall for him at the first sight? Personally that’s how I fell for him, I didn’t even know his name at all or where he came from when I was utterly in love, with his scars and all <3
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shehsart · 10 months
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LoV if they met a little earlier.
THEY'RE HER BIG BROTHERS.
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milkywayco · 3 months
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vigilante dabi who is just kinda. around. during shouto's childhood, unknown to endeavor. todosibs worst kept secret, yet somehow the flaming trashcan remains clueless. the 12 year old suddenly has black and white hair and he's trying to figure out how in hell his child who never leaves the house got hairdye and dabi's just in the backyard
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hopeluna-archived · 1 year
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dabi/touya todoroki from bnha for the ask game please <3
Ok so technically I don't write for Dabi but I just love him too much so here you go
♡ Dabi is, despite him saying he's not, a needy man. When you're not giving him "enough attention" and doing your own thing, he'll grumble quietly and promptly press his foot to your side and poke you every 5 seconds. When you ask him why he's doing it, he'll just turn the other way and pretend he's watching the shitty television show thats on.
And then after 2 minutes, he starts doing it again till you get the hint and he has a smirk on his face as you're cuddling him.
Soft moments/things they do ask game
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mysteroads · 3 months
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Been a hot minute since I've been here, but I finally kicked my writer's block! New Fandom, who dis? I promise it's a happy ending, if a little bittersweet. In payment for bittersweet, you get: Villain Snark, Villain Banter, Dabi being an ornery little shi*t, Todofam feels, and... MONCHAN being a very good dog. 🐶💖
SUMMARY: Much to his displeasure, Dabi wakes up after his final confrontation with his family. However, he finds that his family isn't the only one waiting for him. Shigaraki is there to offer him a choice, and he brought his dog Monchan with him.
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Opening his eyes again, Dabi tried to look around. Still blurry. Lots of white though, so, hospital? Why was he here? Why were they wasting time and medicine on a wreck of a villain? They sure were kicking up a lot of fuss about something. He could see people-shaped blurs wearing white running around like there was some kind of emergency. He wished he could roll his eyes, but that was too difficult. Idiots.
In a world of motion, the eye is naturally drawn to stillness, and so his gaze fell on the figure in the open doorway.
“Dog.” The word was startled out of him.
“What?”
“Did he say dog?”
“Touya, baby, what did you say?”  
Cold fingers touched his cheek, and he answered without thinking, “There's... a dog...”
A rush of confused whispers around him, as if they couldn’t see the freaking dog right in front of them. It was the damndest thing though: The rest of the room and the occupants were nothing but splotches of colors to him, but the dog was perfectly clear, practically haloed in high definition. Some type of medium sized brown dog, a shiba inu or corgi maybe. It sat as if waiting for something, and even from across the room he could tell its eyes were a warm, melting brown. He wondered idly if its fur was as soft as it looked.
“Her name’s Mon.” The new voice cut easily through the babble, and was familiar to Dabi as his own quirk. He felt the muscles in his face pull as they tried to form into a smirk.
“Tomura… Shigaraki… You crusty bitch.”
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slayersins · 1 year
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the asshole who constantly reports @dynamars works, fucking stop. you don't know how to use tumblr, instead of invading other people's spaces and causing problems you should be filtering tags or just blocking who you don't want to see, plain and simple.
do everyone a favour and grow up
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willowser · 1 year
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pls more touya soulmate au!! your tags have me dying, it’s just all so tragic 🥹🥹
isn't it !!!
and what if — it's not you that's hesitant. it's him.
(tw: domestic abuse—not from touya—and suicidal ideation ?? idk how this happened, i'm sorry LOL)
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i picture you as — the child of some socialite. your mother's family has always been wealthy, been involved in — let's say — designing hero costumes. haute hero fashion, or something. your mother hosts a lot of events and parties you're expected to attend and your family is well known. elites.
you're engaged to a man everyone thinks is your soulmate — but you know he's not. not because he's only with you for your money or because he hits you, but you feel nothing for him. not even a smidgen. pity, maybe, if you had to assign a label to it. there are no sparks or butterflies in your stomach, not like there used to be; now the only drop of your gut is from his fist.
it's only because of such violence that dabi even approaches you. initially because he plans to smite your little fiancé to nothing, but the strike across your cheek is over and done with before he's able to get out of the shadows, cast with a quickness that only shows your fiancé's knack for being discrete. you're left shivering and bruised on the balcony of some fancy hotel, looking out over the skyline as the party continues without a hitch behind the french doors.
"should ice that." he rasps, still hidden, though it doesn't seem to matter; you don't even spare him a glance. "will bring down the swelling."
you hum, leaning far over the edge as your hair blows in the wind. "they won't notice," he's heard your voice, sure, but it's never been spoken to him and he hates the grip it gains on his chest. "and if they do, then they won't care."
"sounds pretty fucked to me."
at that, you laugh, slipping out of your designer heels and bunching up your designer dress so that you can climb up onto the ledge, wavering as you hold your arms out. the sight makes him sick, draws him out of the shadows with his hands into fists, sweat beginning on the back of his neck.
dabi comes to stand right behind you and — you look like some kind of angel, wrapped in the golden city lights from far below. saliva pools in his mouth because he could gag; at himself, at the worry pooling in his stomach. even a dark thought crosses his mind, one that confirms everything he's been trying to deny: would be my soulmate that killed themselves right in front of me.
"get the fuck down."
you shrug, which is awful, and you still haven't looked at him so he doesn't even know if this shit is real. maybe he's having some kind of allergic reaction or his heart is giving out finally or something. no way to tell for sure until he sees your face, until he sees whatever crosses it.
whatever you murmur gets lost in the whipping wind — but he thinks it sounds like nobody would even notice.
he grabs you so fast, arms fitting around the curve of your waist like they were made to. you're spun around to face him and he nearly loses it, wide-eyed as he watches you watch him. sure, he's seen you a dozen and a half times by now, but not this close, never this close.
the grip you have on his shoulder tightens, but he doesn't think you realize it, and the way you're cataloging him, learning him; how bad are his burns today? some days they're more swollen than others. some days they are still too fresh and his skin is peeling a little bit. some days he hasn't fully burned through and he's left with these ugly fucking scabs and—
"hello," you say quietly, smile growing, eyes soft. "there you are."
and he lets go at once, because now that this is in front of him, he realizes how much he doesn't want it. can't have it anyway, not in this life.
todoroki touya would've been your soulmate, sure. you, with your money and your social status and prominent family name. universe got that part right when you were made, when your future was being planned.
you seem unbothered by him, though, steadying yourself as your breath hitches. "didn't think you existed out there."
"i don't," he grunts, stretching out his hands to feel the pull of his skin. it hurts and it grounds him, keeps him from stopping his retreat.
too bad touya died a long time ago.
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helpimstuckinafandom · 2 months
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Hate that I like Kol actually
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ghostbeam · 1 year
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Tomura is such a guy that knows how to commit to a bit. To me in my brain. Like I feel like he can deliver a bit in the most deadpan serious voice ever and no one can tell if he’s joking he will commit to a bit with u no problem and then when no one is looking give u the most shit eating grin and and and he’s um he ajshskjslsjskskskm
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