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dazaiandhislovelybandages · 5 months

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My Girl {Dabi}

A/n: okay so I am not really a fan when it comes to civilian reader mostly because I enjoy writing and reading villain reader (and I also ADORE writing the reader being a member of the Zoldyck family) but I feel like this will work way better with a civilian reader so there you go

SANTA IS HERE WITH PART 2

Pairing: Dabi (Touya Todoroki) x f!civilian!reader

Trigger Warnings: mentions of Dabi's scars

It was funny. It was very funny. Living next to a member of the League. Oh it was hilarious. Was it a nice experience? As far as you knew, Dabi rarely slept to his apartment. Was it a hideout? Did he pay any rent? Had he actually bought it for fun? There was no one to answer your questions though something inside you said that he didn't have the money to pay rent, let alone buy the whole apartment.

And since he rarely stayed in his apartment, you also saw him very little. In fact, you had only bumped onto each other exactly two times, and both times you pretended you had no idea who he was. Had you managed to fool him? He had never knocked on your door so the most probable answer was yes.

However, there had been a few times, always late at night when you would catch him sitting at his balcony. He only had one chair there, not even a table and he would always sit, his legs on the railings. Sometimes there would also be a cat on his lap, its fur matching the colour of his hair.

That was how it was. Sometimes you'd see him, sometimes you wouldn't and even though the walls in both of your apartments were thin like paper, not once had you heard him make any noise.

Not once until... that night.

You knew Dabi was spending the night in his apartment. You had heard the front door open and then close. And mere moments later, you could see the light of his balcony from your bed. Not thinking much of it, you got out of bed, wanting to close the balcony door when you heard someone tapping on your railings. Wanting to stay safe and most importantly alive, you decided to ignore it.

"Come on, love." Not having heard his voice before, you couldn't help but be surprised by how deep it was. "Don't be afraid of me, you know I'd never hurt you."

What actually made you walk to your balcony that day was his audacity. "Last time I checked... you are wanted?"

He was unbothered, petting the cat on his lap while looking straight ahead at the busy city.

"I am. That doesn't say much." You watch as he lets out a sigh, making a move to stand up. The cat quickly understands that and jumps off his lap before proudly walking inside his apartment. Dabi on the other hand, stands up, leaning over with his scarred hands on the railings, the only barrier between his side of the balcony and yours. "Oh come on now..." He grins as he sees you taking a step away from him. "Don't tell me you didn't expect that." He chuckled, tilting his head to the side slightly.

If it wasn't so cold outside and if you were stupid you would have actually stayed there to chat. But you were shivering from the low temperature and as much as you were trying to hide it, it was painfully obvious.

Rolling your eyes, you turned around to head inside but Dabi quickly caught your hand, making you turn to face him. "You're not that naive, are you?" His grip on your wrist was surprisingly gentle and his hand was warm, exactly what you needed. "Tell me you expected that, love." His grin only widened when he saw you looking at his hand on your wrist.

"Are you drunk? What should I have expected? You talking to me?"

He let go of your hand with a sigh before sitting back down on his chair. "Way to kill the fun." He mumbled. "I am bored, entertain me."

"I'd rather not, go burn a building or something."

"Shigaraki says I do that too often, plus..." He chuckled, lifting his right arm and you watched in terror as whatever had been holding his scarred skin together with his 'normal' skin was simply not there anymore, leaving some of the skin of his palm loose.

"I have..." You stopped yourself, you knew you would regret this later. "I have bandages..."

"Bring a stapler."

You blindly obeyed, heading back inside to take the stapler from your desk but before you could even walk back outside, Dabi was already in your bedroom, sitting on your bed.

Patching him up was... silenlt. Mostly from your side because there were a few moments when he would wince. It was far more disgusting than you had originally imagined but soon enough you got used to it, not lifting your eyes from the palm of his hand even though you could feel his eyes on you.

"You do an awfully good job..." He pulled his hand from yours to examine it. "I might burn some more buildings just to feel my girl patching me up again."

His laugh was cute. You had to give him that.

You cleared your throat, making him look at you again. "I'm not your girl."

"As far as I am concerned, you are." He paused and stood up. "Since you moan my name every night and all."

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lastchancestardomm · 1 month

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Weirdos

League Of Villains x Child!Reader

Word Count - 1.7K

Warnings: References to past child abuse. One mild swear word. Found Family League Of Villains. OC-insert. Italics.

Status - Not Beta Read

A/N: Enjoy... *vaguely gestures* ...this. I've fallen back into an obsession, and this is the only way I cope. Asami Gumi, our protagonist, had a mom who fucking killed her dad (but shh that's sensitive). I love the League so much, and I've been rooting for them since they were introduced, so I thought I might publish this after getting back into My Hero. Anyway, some kind of snippet is coming up so watch for that ig.

Just as she stepped into the base, all eyes snapped to her. Their silence was exactly what Asami expected, and she wanted nothing more than to disappear. She tried tilting the baseball cap upon her head down, so that they couldn't see her face, as she meekly placed the plastic bag on the table.

"Sorry I'm so late, here's the– the food. I'm going to go wash–"

A heavy hand came down onto her white mop of hair and she gulped, tears already welling in her eyes.

A grave voice. "What happened to your face?"

Dabi's voice lowering a whole octave is the scariest thing in the world. Asami was left defenseless, silently begging him not to hit her. Because if he hit her, she will cry.

She hiccuped. "N-nothing..."

"That's also not the jacket you left with earlier! Don't you lie to us." Twice adds from across the room. She's not a liar; why would she lie?

Asami hadn't been staying here for too long, and she didn't believe they cared about her other than when she would go get their food.

"Asami," Kurogiri crosses his arms over his chest with a stern look. "Take the jacket and the hat off. Now."

She can't refuse them when they're all piercing her with their murderous gazes like that. They've been nice enough to keep her here, but they're still villains. Still bad people. She couldn't say they didn't scare her in the slightest. Asami was deathly afraid of what they might do when they see what happened to her.

She slowly, and quite carefully, removed the jacket first. Please don't hit me. The action revealed a few scabbed-over cuts and some bruises on her arms, and the small, circular burn scars on the top of her hands. Those were old. Those weren't important.

When met with silence, she took off the cap too; scrunching her eyes shut and preparing for the worst. More tears came to her eyes yet didn't fall.

"What. Happened?"

Asami flinched at Dabi's harsh question. She avoided his eyes, hands fidgeting idly. No! Don't hit me!

"Answer me, kid."

She picked at a scratch on her palm. "I– I got caught in a– in an attack with Heroes. I got a bit–"

"A bit what!?" Twice slams his hand down on the table as Asa jolts. "Your face has a giant sore! What had hit you?"

"Or who?" Dabi questions, hands clenched into fists at his sides.

Asami backs away, defensive about the whole situation. You're gonna hit me, aren't you? "It– it wasn't on purpose! Something... uh– hit the ground and went flying at me–"

"You could've gotten hurt worse than that!" Dabi booms at her, stepping closer. "Why didn't you block it in time? Or at least get out of the way?"

She felt herself getting smaller and smaller by the second. Don't yell. It's bad. "I was running, and I heard someone screaming behind me and I wasn't– wasn't paying attention."

"Aw, Dabi, you don't have to be so harsh," Toga prances up behind Asami, and gingerly wraps her arms around Asa's quivering shoulders. "You're being scary again, tone it down a notch." Yeah. Scary.

"Yeah, stupid. You're going to OP on the yelling. No one wants to hear your mouth," Shigaraki pipes up, seemingly unbothered by the whole ordeal and instead choosing to focus all his attention on his handheld console.

Dabi whirls to face him. "What'd you say, Vaseline? How about you say that with your chest?"

Shigaraki stands up angrily, yet minding the console he held, "I wonder what burnt chicken ashes tastes like–"

Shut up! I said you're scary when you yell! Shut up!–

"Enough, you two!" Kurogiri booms out, "There are more important matters than your pointless bickering."

"Yeah! Our poor birdy Asa got hurt," Toga coos, rubbing over the purple-pink mark on Asami's face. She winces when Toga's fingers brush over the sore spot, yet Asami can't bring herself to push her away. She's too afraid of what the consequences might be. "Daww... that's gonna leave a huge bruise for weeks." As if it wasn't already bruising.

"I'm gonna destroy whichever Hero who caused it," Dabi turns back to her. "Who was it? Was it Endeavor? Best Jeanist? Mirko? One of them U.A kids??"

"I– I don't know. I didn't see them clearly," she squeaks. He's really going to kill her now.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T SEE THEM?!" Blue embers spark from his palms.

NO! DON'T HIT ME! PLEASE!

Asami recoils, scarred hands flying up to protect her face. Although, she stumbled back onto Toga, who catches her with a tiny hum of empathy. For a second, it seemed Dabi's rigid expression softened.

"Hey, hey, take it down a few notches," Twice wraps an arm around Dabi's shoulder. "No need to be so abrasive."

"I'm s-sorry I got hurt, I– I'll try to be more careful next time," All the tears that had built up behind her eyes dribbled down her face. She's mortified. She doesn't want to know what happens if they see her crying.

"Aw, look what you did," Twice exasperatedly motions towards Asami's bowed head. "This is what happens when you're such a tsundere– hiding your feelings all the time."

"Come here, Asami," Kurogiri motions to the empty barstool next to Shigaraki. "Let me take care of your wounds."

"But," she blinks back to clear her vision, "I deserved it, didn't I?" Shouldn't I be in trouble? Why didn't you hit me yet?

"Oh shut up, stop being an emo," Toga pushes Asa towards the chair.

She ends up seated at the bar, finally realizing that her ears and non-injured parts of her face were hot with embarrassment. She continues constricting herself inwards, uncomfortable with her surroundings. Not to mention how perplexed she is.

Shigaraki spares Asami a sideways glance, before mashing his buttons nonchalantly. "That's one hell of a bruise, you're gonna look worse than me for a while."

She can't tell from his tone if he's insulting her, trying to make a joke, or failing miserably at an action of comfort. But someone's tone usually always flew over her head.

Kurogiri places a first aid kit on the counter. "I'll do your face first," he pulls out a few cotton swabs and some kind of disinfectant solution. "It may burn," he gently warns.

Twice leans his arm on the other side of her, "What's with that face, Asami? You look worried."

She paused for a moment, looking down at her feet. You guys are going to hit me. But you haven't yet. I'm scared you'll hit me when I'm not looking and make me cry.

"I'm waiting for you guys to do something to me."

The entire room freezes, sent into stunned silence. The air gets tense, sending her into another heart-racing mini panic. You're gonna hit me now! Don't hit me! I'm sorry!

Twice is the first to interrupt the silence. Even the soft hand he places on Asa's shoulder causes her to jump. "I don't know how things were before you met us, or if that's the kind of impression we give," he shoots a look at Dabi, who simply crosses his arms and looks away, "But that's not how we do things. It was an honest mistake. How could you have known that would happen? We're just worried about something bad happening to you."

So you won't hit me? I don't trust that. People always hit me.

She hesitantly looks up. "You– you guys– you won't?–" Asami starts quivering again, getting nervous. She can't believe them. Her mom told her that, too, but still hit her. She should just shut up.

"We promise. No one is allowed to hurt you under our protection." Kurogiri comforts, swirling a cotton swab in the disinfectant.

She perked up at his words. She still was a tad reticent, but spoke. "You mean, I'm not just some kid you have running around doing your chores? I- I'm not annoying?"

"You make it sounds like you're a stray cat or something," Shigaraki comments. "Though, you are usually quiet, and do require a moderate amount of attention..."

"Of course you're not just 'some kid', silly! You're one of us!" Toga's sweater-pawed hands envelop Asami's torso in a hug. "Dabi's just being a meanie because he doesn't know how to show affection. He should still really apologize though,"

"Yeah, Dabi!" Twice adds with a flourish. "Come and apologize to my poor child!" He grabs Asa's head and forcefully pushes it into his hard chest.

Dabi sighs heavily, like a child forced to apologize; rubbing the back of his neck as the two look at him expectantly. "I shouldn't've yelled at you, kid. I didn't know you'd be scared like that."

Toga quirks her brow smugly at him, and Dabi groans. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," It's weird being smothered by a group of housemates who might as well be strangers, isn't it? But somehow, it blooms some warmth into Asami's chest. Silently, a few more unshed tears fall down her face, but no one is worried. She's not worried.

"Alright, you get the first bite of grub," Twice eagerly opens up the bags of food and rips open one of the containers, pulling out some disposable chopsticks to feed Asami.

Kurogiri gently blots at her face with his first aid supplies. "Toga, stop wiggling, you're moving Asami!"

Toga's grip around Asa's waist doesn't loosen at all, in fact tightening, as her face snuggles into Asa's back. "Ey, Twice, it's no fair you get to feed Asami first, I wanna do it!"

It's at this moment when she feels like Dabi and Shigaraki are the most normal out of all of them, until they start bickering over a container of noodles and begin destroying things so Kurogiri needs to reprimand them again. Eventually, the others who were off somewhere else return and the chaos kicks up. Even so, among all the prodding, poking, squeezing, fighting, pulling, bickering, and smothering; Asami wonders if this is what family is supposed to feel like. What a real family is supposed to feel like.

A secret smile only she can see tugs at her lips. Nah, they're just a bunch of weirdos.

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wallfl0wer-babe · 8 months

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His Perfect Mate (Touya x AFABReader) 18+

18+ CONTENT MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

(Red Riding Hood AU)

Content Warning- Unprotected sex, heat, marking, mating, mating press, creampie, pregnancy kink, breeding, lactation mention, knotting, size kink, rough sex, virginity loss

Trigger Warning- Harassment, sexual assault, killing, death, gore

Synopsis: Touya's been madly in love with you since the two of you were kids and you saved him from a hunters trap. Since then he's been holding back his strong urge to mate with you, but when his heat starts unexpectedly and your life is put in danger he can no longer hold himself back.

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Touya whimpered out in pain from the fresh burns that littered his body, burns from the flames that had claimed his family's life. He had managed to escape but in his frantic state he had gotten himself stuck in foothold trap. In his injured state he could do nothing but howl out in pain and lay there waiting for death. Through tear-blurred eyes he made out a flash of red making its way toward him. He closed his eyes waiting for a harsh blow to the head, but it never came, instead he felt the foot trap loosen and heard a sweet voice calling out to him. Mustering the last of his strength he moved his foot away from the trap before his body collapsed from exhaustion.

He woke up in unfamilar, but cozy bed, wrapped in bandages. He jerked back with a wince at the sight of you kneeling beside the bed, looking at him with curious eyes. "I'm so glad you're finally awake! Are you hungry?" Touya was taken aback by your caring nature, eyeing you with suspicion. "Oo-kay, can you tell me how to find your family? I'm sure they're worried about you." Touya's eyes burned, blood leaking from them instead of tears as he let out a strangled sob, his voice hoarse from the smoke intake. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry, here." You gently dabbed at his eyes with a handkerchief before carefully unwrapping the bandages on his face and rubbing a soothing ointment into his burns. "I'm sorry about your family, but you can stay here if you want, I'm sure my grandma won't mind." You gave him a small reassuring smile, redressing his face with fresh bandages. "I've never seen a wolf-hybrid before, your ears and tail are so cute!" Touya was taken aback by your compliment, you had just seen his disfigured face, yet you were completely unbothered and calling the features his kind was disgusted and condemned for cute. In that moment his instincts flared up from you two's connection, bonding him to you. Touya had never experienced such a thing all he knew was that he suddenly overcome with the overwhelming need to be near you, protect you, care for you. He didn't care how long it took he was going to make you his. You would be his mate.

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Sweat dripped down Touya's toned chest as he chopped firewood, despited it being spring the days and nights still seemed to belong to the winter season "Ready to head to the town Touya?" You asked, handing him his shirt and a hat to cover up his ears. He simply grunted out a gruff 'yes' as he did his best not to salvate over the way you looked in the well-fitted floral sundress he'd seen your grandmother make for you. Misreading his gaze as one of judgement you frantically tried to explain yourself. "I figured since it's actually acting like Spring today I should wear it, especially since grandma put so much work into it. Is it too much? Should I change real quick?" Touya shook his head, taking your cloak and throwing it over his shoulder with his own. "You look nice, now let's go before the damn weather changes again." You smiled at your feet at his words, something that didn't go unnoticed by Touya. Your days as little red were far behind you, your body now matured and filled out with womanly curves that were hard to go unnoticed. Dabi was more than aware of how uncomfortable you could get when it came to your body, having witnessed the negative attention you received from sleazy town men because of it. On nearly every occasion he'd viciously mauled the man or men, and though it could be considered overkill, Touya's strength and eagerness to protect you always left your heart fluttering and slick pooling in your panties. At this point pretty much every town sleaze wouldn't dare make advances towards you, especially when you had you guard-dog with you, however, you still preferred to spend as little time there as possible as every time the two of you went you seemed to run into some sort of complication.

You were finishing up your last errand when Touya suddenly started acting strange. He had been drowning out you and the thread vendors conversation, monitoring your surroundings, when the preliminary wave of his heat washed over him. Soaked in sweat and with lustful desires or the verge of taking over him he hastily excused himself, slipping through the shadows like the predator he was until he reached the forest.

Typically he would've been more prepared for his heat, making sure to distance himself from you until it was over, confining himself to a small den he'd built for this exact function. But the odd weather seemed to have thrown him and his instincts off, leaving him here to deal with the maddening desire he held for you. The worst part of it was the fact that the moment his preliminary heat hit he suddenly became aware that you were ovulating. He could sense it, your scent oozed with fertility and hormones, adding fuel to the raging fire that was his pent-up urges.

His breathing grew heavy and his pupils dilated at the thought of stuffing your womb with his seed and having you carry his pups. He could feel his cock throb in need as it stiffened in his pants. He had to get to his den and away from you, he'd apologize once his heat had ended and he could control himself around you.

His sense of reason quickly disappeared and was replaced with pure rage at the sound of your shrill scream and your scent becoming one of fear. His urges now of a strong protective nature.

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"When are you and that boy gonna get married?" The thread vendor, Edith, an old friend of your grandmother asked, wrapping up the threads you had purchased. You nervously laughed, it wasn't unlike the woman to ask these sort of questions, never failing to make you and or Dabi uncomfortable.

"You know we're not together Edith." The older woman scowled "And why the damn not? You two would make a fine couple, some cute kids too." Your face heated up at her comment, for once thankful Touya wasn't by your side. "Touya just doesn't think of me like that." You said, trying to ignore the pang in your heart the statement caused. "That's some nonsense if I've ever heard it. That boy's been following you around like a lovesick fool since the two of you were young and you're gonna try and tell me he isn't in love with you." You placed the thread in your basket, avoiding the piercing gaze of the woman, at a loss for words from her remark.

"You youngin's always got to make things for difficult. Believe me dear I'd love nothing more than to try and talk some sense in to you, but I think it best if you go find that boy and head home, I can feel a storm comin', a bad one, and I don't want you two getting caught in it." As if her words had summoned it a sudden cold in the air brought a chill to your bones. You gave the woman a smile "Thank you Edith." She gently patted your cheek, "You get along now dear, and tell your grandmother I said hi." You nodded before leaving to find Touya, who you assumed with his anti-social tendencies was already waiting for you outside the town.

Snow was already heavily falling when you reached the towns gate, causing your body to shiver and turning your breath to vapor. The streets were empty, everyone having already confined themselves in their homes in preparation for the storm.

The sound of a man whistling behind you causing a sinking feeling in your stomach and you to become frozen where you stood. "Where's that freak who always hangs 'round ya?" He stood in front of your frozen form, a sick grin on his face. "Isn't she a pretty sight boys?" You could hear the approaching steps of two other men, panic surging through you as you desperately urged your body to move. "I'm gonna enjoy playin' with you." The man said, tightly grabbing a handful of your ass, the contact seemed to activate an impulse, making you deliver a powerful kick to the mans crotch that caused him to fall to his knees in pain.

Your body now back online you made a break for the forest, hoping your familiarness with the terrain would help you to evade the men until you could find Touya. "What are ya standin' there for, get that bitch!" The man ordered the other two through clenched teeth, trailing after them as soon as he'd gotten over the shock and pain your kick had caused.

The sounds of twigs snapping under heavy feet not far behind you had you tearing threw the forest in the fastest sprint you'd ever done, your eyes watery from the wind, causing your sight to become blurry making it all the harder to recognize where in the forest you were.

Your foot suddenly caught on a thick tree root causing you to plummet to the ground with a shrill scream. The men were on you before you had a chance to pick yourself off the ground, holding you down and covering your mouth with a grimy palm to prevent you from making a ruckus. The man you had kicked joined the men, standing over you with a grin more sickening than before. "You're gonna regret that bitch." He said, leaning down and wrapping his hand around your throat. He laughed as you choked for air, only tightening his grip to the point black dotted your vision.

One of his lackeys suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream that quickly died in his throat as he was ripped away from you and had his neck snapped by a seething Touya. Touya easily tore open the stomach of the other lackey with his long razor-sharp claws, before rushing at the man quivering in top of you with a now loose grip around your throat with a snarl and ripping out the mans jugular with his fangs. Touya tossed the mans mangled corpse to the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth.

He anxiously rushed to your side panic overtaking him at the sight of your limp form with bruises forming on your neck. He let out a sigh of relief after finding your pulse. Taking your unconscious form in his arms he couldn't help but to take a deep inhale of your sweet and alluring scent.

Despite his mind and body that were under the influence of his heat being greatly affected by your presence Touya was still mindful of the snow that was heavily falling and coating the ground in addition to the unforgiving frosty winds that nipped at his and your flesh. At the rate of which the snow was now falling he knew your grandmothers house was too far away and trying to get there would only result in the two of you getting caught up in the blizzard and freezing to death. His best option was his den, as it was close enough and had pelts as well as food and water he had stashed there when preparing for his heat. Doing his best to shield your body with his own he quickly rushed towards his den with a sense of urgency.

You woke up wrapped in a sheepskin pelt, your sundress soaked from melted snow clinging to your body uncomfortably and sending a shiver up your spine. Terror gripped your mind as you frantically took in your unfamiliar surroundings until you spotted Touya hunched over in the corner facing away from you. "Touya?" He stiffened at your voice and his breathing grew heavier as you got closer to him. His body was on fire and his cock was painfully hard and begging to be buried inside your tight cunt. "Touya, what's wrong?" The feeling of your fingers brushing against his arm leading him to roughly pin your body against the wall and bury his face in your neck, inhaling your addicting scent with a growl. "Fuck, Doll...sorry...I can't control myself anymore!" He began to grind his large bulge into you, panting heavily and letting out groans in your ear. To say you were shocked would be an understatement, you had never seen him so riled up and it made you start to feel needy yourself.

Touya could smell your arousal and it made him go feral. "Let me make you mine Doll...Fuck...Be mine and I'll be yours, please." He pulled away from your neck to look into your eyes, his gaze full of love and desire. You felt your heart flutter at his words, and returned his gaze with just as much intensity. "I'm already yours." Touya captured your lips in a passionate kiss, tangling his tongue with yours and gently sucking on it.

He carried you over the pile of pelts and laid you atop it, finally pulling away from the lip-bruising kiss while his tail wagged from excitement. He tore your dress to shreds, leaving your body exposed to his hungry gaze. Touya quickly did the same with his own clothing, finally freeing his angry cock from the confines of his pants with a sigh. He couldn't resist squeezing the plump flesh of your breasts, groaning at the way the fat spilled through his fingers. "Fuck Doll, such pretty tits, perfect for producing milk for our pups." His cock twitched, imagining the way your boobs would grow more ample and overflow with sweet milk all for his young and him to feast on. "You'd be such a good mommy Doll, so fertile and submissive for me."

You whimpered as he lightly nipped at your shoulder "Take such good care of your Doll, just let me breed you, let me make you my mate." His turquoise eyes looked at you pleadingly, as is it hurt him not to be connected to you. You'd never felt happier, wanting nothing more than to share a life and bond with the man you were so deeply in love with. "Please Touya, claim me, breed me, I want...I need it so bad!" Touya let out a loud possessive growl at your words, sheathing his entire length and knot inside you and biting down hard into the flesh where your neck met your shoulder to mark you as his mate. The actions tore a moan of pleasure and pain from you, your nails digging into his shoulders making him grunt. The pain quickly eased into a distant ache as Touya lapped at the wound affectionately while shallowly thrusting inside you.

"So good for me Doll, such a perfect mate...Fuck, I love you." He captured your lips in another passionate kiss, on the verge of losing himself to the way your pussy wrapped around his cock so perfectly. "Love yo....Love you too." You panted out, the way he stuffed your cunt with his thick cock making your mind melt. Your words lifted a weight from Touya's chest, but also made his remaining string or restraint snap, causing him to let his heat take over.

He began to erratically thrust inside your pussy, obsessed with breeding you. "Such a good mate for me Doll, you take my cock so well- Fuck yeah, keep clenching around my cock like that!" His filthy words only added to the insane pleasure his cock battering your virgin pussy, molding it to its shape and dragging deliciously against the spots that left you seeing stars.

Your eyes rolled back in your skull as he increased his pace and massaged your clit with his thick and calloused fingers. "ah ah Tou...Touyaaa!" You moaned out, your mind going fuzzy from overwhelming pleasure and your rapidly approaching release. "Let go Doll, cum on this thick cock for me~" Your back arched and your body tensed in ecstasy as waves of euphoria washed over you, leaving your body a quivering mess.

"Fuck such a lewd slut for me, milking my cock with that greedy pussy, your womb's dying to be pumped full of my seed isn't she~" Your mind was too blissed out from your intense orgasm to register his filthy words, the only thing you could think about was the feeling of being impaled on his meaty throbbing cock and the need to be stuffed full of his potent cum.

Feeling on the verge of his own release he folded you into a mating press, throwing your legs over his shoulders so he could fuck deeper inside you. He began to pound into you with slow and powerful thrusts that rocked your sensitive and fucked out body, battering and bruising your cervix with their force.

"Oh fuck Doll, I'm gonna flood your fertile womb with my seed, make this sexy body swell with my pups and your fat tits leak milk-Fuck I'm gonna bust ngh~!" He forcefully shoved his knot inside you, locking his cock in place within your snug pussy as he shot his seed into your womb and stained your walls with his thick and plentiful release. The two of you let out a string of moans and groans in unison as he spilled his hot cum inside you.

By the time his knot died down your eyes were drooping in exhaustion and your stomach was bulging from his massive load. Touya remained inside you, wanting to keep you stuffed with his seed to ensure you'd end up pregnant. He gently brushed away the sweat soaked hair that clung to your face, giving your swollen and bruised lips a soft and tender kiss. "You did so good for me Doll, get some rest." With his permission you let sleep overtake you, for a few hours at least before his heat flared up again.

When the two of you returned to your grandmother you were greeted with a knowing look and a lecture before she presented the two of you with wedding plans she had drawn up several years prior.

#+18 content #fanfiction #no minors allowed #reader insert #smut #bnha #minors do not interact #bnha dabi #dabi #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #todoroki touya #mha dabi #touya x reader #touya smut #dabi smut

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dabislittlemouse · 1 year

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Dabi is an unbothered king of edging

YES, he is a nasty bastard who loves to tease and edge you in any way possible, to the point you start begging for it. He’ll drag his cock on your wet folds, but never put it inside until you use your words like a good girl. And he loves seeing you whine like a bitch in heat for him.

“Fuck me”

“What was that? Repeat it once again, baby.”

“I said, fuck me”

“Louder.”

#B.writes #dabi #dabi smut #dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #bnha smut

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phantasmiac · 1 year

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pro wrestler!touya au where he’s the oldest son of the todoroki ring dynasty

cw/tw: none except for one nsfw mention (nothing detailed) and a fem!reader

wc: 0.9k

a/n: i need everyone who knows their wwe to know that 1) i am imagining endeavor as the undertaker and 2) the dabi x reader in this is highly inspired by cm punk and aj lee. do with that what you will xx

touya who has one of the most anticipated wrestling debuts of all time at 19 years old, all because he’s the son of pro wrestling legends, rei and endeavor. he’s an instant hit because of his badass persona and alt ring attire (see: jeff hardy), but most notably for his “daredevil” style of wrestling: crazy stunts with tables, ladders, chairs, etc., lots of high flying maneuvers; but he also falls under the brawler category. it all makes up for not being a “powerhouse” wrestler (the ones who are huge and can lift a ton) like his old man or his up and coming little brother natsu. he definitely has some metal entrance song like the ones used in the 2000s (imagine him walking out to metalingus 😫).

touya hates being linked to his parents, and really would have preferred if his siblings hadn’t followed him into the industry — but still hypes up them up during any out of character interviews and supports them as best he can. especially fuyumi bc he knows the women in the industry don’t get the credit they deserve 😡 gives great advice and won’t turn them down if they ask to train with him. but he downright refuses to be involved in any family storylines, he thinks it’s super corny. doesn’t mind being put in real matches against them or tag teaming, just as long as it doesn’t become a whole thing.

touya most often takes on the heel role (aka the bad guy role), but doesn’t mind occasionally acting as a tweener (the anti-hero). his siblings are all faces (good guys). he’s perfect for the role because he’s amazing on a microphone. even though the storylines are planned, all of his segments or promos are written by him and contain a lot of great improv, and they’re always considered iconic by fans, bound to be on a “top 10 wrestling promos of all time” list. he’s just the bad guy you can’t help but root for, even if you’re a fan of his opponent. everyone hates that they love him! on the other hand it kinda sucks because his dad was also a popular heel during his career, so he gets a lot of comparisons.

backstage and out of character, touya is actually a super chill guy. he’s always down to do things for charity, whether it be matches or meeting fans. never says no to a picture or an autograph (unless you’re a dick about it) and has a soft spot for kid fans. you’ll most often find him with his head down listening to music in the locker room, hyping himself up before it’s time to head out to the ring. probably has beef with some other people on the roster because he comes off as arrogant (he’s just reserved and quiet!) and because of his family background. it makes him laugh because he’s really unbothered at the end of the day.

you’re put into a storyline with him where you’re supposed to act as his love interest, and fans are always commenting on how much chemistry you share. the fans eat it up because you’re the first female wrestler touya has ever interacted with both in and out of the ring. most fans thinks you both are probably just really good at acting; but the secret to your chemistry is the hot quickie you have backstage before every segment. you really do start off as coworkers at the beginning, and then friends with benefits, but as the storyline progresses and you’re forced to constantly work and spend time together he really starts to fall for you hard. needless to say you become a power couple pretty quickly and touya can’t even bring himself to be angry at the fact that you’re becoming the next generation rei and endeavor. because he loves and respects you so much 🥹 both as a fellow wrestler and a person.

you’re on the road together 24/7 and touya loves it because he gets to spend every day with his best friend! he loves to train with you, gets so very proud when he sees you pull out a move you’d practiced with him during an actual live match! he’s so funny bc he’s been in this industry for so long and understands that most rivalries aren’t real, but always ends up having animosity towards your opponents in real life 😭 especially if you got injured fighting against them, even if it was a complete accident. you sew and patch up a lot of his attire for him, so he always feels like he has a part of you with him when he goes out there. if you wear any of his siblings merch instead of his he’ll have a pout etched on his face for as long as it takes him to get over it. if your storyline eventually comes to an end he will adamantly refuse to do another romantic one with anyone else.

at the beginning of his career he expected to be one of those wrestlers who’s still in the game in their 50s. but by the time he’s in his mid 30s and you guys are over a decade into your relationship and a couple of years into your marriage, he decides he wants to settle down and have a family with you. so he ends up retiring and fans are heartbroken, but not angry because touya released the sweetest retirement message and they’re so happy for you two 🥰 he does make surprise comebacks once in awhile post retirement, can’t completely stay away from the ring. and now he’s entirely shameless about supporting his siblings. makes your kids become their super fans. sometimes he shows up to events to support them as an audience member, with his babies on his shoulders. he’s just living his peaceful little life knowing that he was able to have a successful career and retired as a legend.

★ a/n pt ii: are there any other dabi stans who had a hardcore wwe phase, is that a subgenre of dabi stan or does the population just consist of me

#dabi #dabi drabble #dabi headcanons #dabi imagine #dabi x reader #dabi x y/n #dabi fanfic #dabi fluff #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x reader

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dabisbratz · 1 year

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OKAY OKAY HEAR MEOWUT

So, like just imagine prisoner Dabi, he is kept in the worlds most dangerous prison (ref to that one anime where they were kept in the most dangerous prison in either Japan or of the whole world i just remember one of the characters name was "uno". The prison was also surrounded by water and that kinda thing.) And reader is brought to that same prison because he was associated with a really huge robbery although he didn't play much of a part in it he got framed by his "co-workers". And so reader is in the same cell as Dabi and there lays Dabi on his bed looking at you with his turquoise/blue or whatever the fuck his eye color is and the cell is unreasonable dark and so his eyes are like the only light there other than the one coming from outside (proally doesn't make sense but wtv) and for some reason he takes a strange liking to you, the way you carry yourself, the way you don't flinch even though the other criminals are much more dangerous than you are and the way you act around him; unbothered and fearless but your eyes give them away, because they're filled with fear and cautiousness and something about that makes him addicted to it. Did i tell you that he loves how obedient you are? So much so that he could just fuck you right there and then. And he is so protective over you so much so if someone even lays an eye on you and check's you out, they're dead. So everybody in the prison is just scared of you or doesn't approach you.

I am so sorry ik this is long but widjdokdlwow

jus got your other ask about this, sorry for takin so long to answer!! btw i think the character you’re thinkin of is from nanbaka !! dabi definitely fell for you when you didnt react to a knife at your throat btw !!

after readin this all m’thinkin abt is dabi walkin along the cafeteria with his hands in his pockets tryna be all mysterious when literally everyone knows what he’s in for n there are guards right next to him so he doesn try anythin..alshshshs but if he can’t walk next to his newly admitted boyfriend he stays behind him! glarin at everyone else n barrin his teeth. n if he’s lucky enough to be under further supervision he’s walkin with his pretty, scarred fingers looped around his boy’s waistband!!

also dabi is soooooo shameless n you’d think!! since it’s a prison everyone is desperate to be touched/touch someone else!! but dabi is… insatiable. he’s so touchy, n so nonchalant about it!! he’ll stuff his hands down your pants in the middle of the cafeteria, he’ll fuck you in the communal showers, he’ll literally finger you while yellin at the other inmates who work under him (did i mention he’s in a prison gang?) n then spank you for lettin others see you like that??? (evil! evil man!)

god forbid anyone messes with you cause… dabi has nowhere else to go. which means if he kills someone the extra years to his sentence don’t mean a thing. n he will kill someone if they get in the way. it’s one of the only promises he can keep. but id imagine bein so lonely has quite a toll on you)): dabi says he’s all you need n he’ll “make it worth your while” n honestly… you don’t doubt that

#𐂯 ! ⊹ 𝓉𝑜𝓎𝒷𝑜𝓍 — ᵎᵎ ₊˚

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nocturnalazura · 1 year

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Predators and Prey

Dabi x Fem Reader

WC: 1475 Warnings: Oral (M rec), unprotected sex

Summary: After always being the one controlled you want one chance to take control. Dabi doesn't simply give up leaving you to fight for what you want. Unfortunately for you some people are just meant to be prey.

“It’s not fair.” You grumble standing up from the dirty bathroom floor, wiping at the corner of your mouth.

“Life’s not fair, doll. Why are fucking complaining anyway you love my cock?” Grins Dabi as he buckles his belt.

“Yeah, but I wanna be in charge sometimes. You never even give me a chance to take the lead.”

“You want a chance?”

“Yes.” You say confidently.

“Fine. I’m done with this place anyway, so let’s play a little game.” A rather unsettling grin takes over his face. “If you can make it back to apartment without getting caught you can be in charge”

“Eas-mphm” Your words are interrupted by his thumb being roughly shoved into your mouth.

“Not done. If I catch you then I get to do whatever I want to you, which means you better run fast or that ass is mine. No cabs and shit, you gotta make it on your own.” He quickly pulls his thumb from your mouth and gives you no time to think as he gestures to the door. “You get a minute head start. Go.”

Giving him one last glance you quickly exit the bathroom making your way out of the building as fast as possible. The second you walk through the doorway you break into a sprint down the alleyway closest to you. Dabi may seem rather lazy and unamused but something about the way he smiled at you was rather nerve racking, almost as if he was a predator ready to go for the kill.

You’re faster than he is, so a minute head start should allow for you to get a decent lead. You could take the main roads, but sidewalks can be packed on a Saturday night. You’d risk having to bob and weave through people, which would easily double your time. So dark alleyways it is. Biting your lip you take off in the direction the two of you came. While it’s not the quickest way it’s a start.

You make it halfway to the apartment before you have to slow your pace to try and catch your breath. Taking in as much as possible you start moving again, this time a little slower. You can do it, you can make it there before him. Moving quietly through the dark alleyways only to pause when you hear whistling somewhere behind you. You instantly take off running, heart pounding as you realize you know that whistle. The need to win takes over you as you move.

Not far behind you, Dabi moves easily through the dark, completely unbothered by the fact that you’re ahead of him currently. He knows that he can beat you instantly if he wants too. He can’t lie, the thought of you winning is intriguing, but he has some plans for tonight, maybe you can win another night.

You can see it, you’re almost there. The back door to the old apartment building you live in is in sight, you just have to get into the building and you win. Picking up your pace, you reach out, the door handle almost in your grasp. Before your fingers can wrap around it, an arm wraps around your waist and yanks you back.

“So close, but it looks like I won.” Dabi whispers against the shell of your ear. His hands slide up your body, one slowly making its way around your neck, squeezing softly. “Guess I still get to be in charge.”

“B-but how? I’m faster than you?”

“Well, doll, maybe you just didn’t want it enough.”

Before you get a chance to reply, you’re being thrown over his shoulder. With a hand gripping your ass, Dabi rips the door open and makes his way up to your apartment. Kicking the front door closed behind him, he makes his way into your bedroom and tosses you down on the bed. The grin that spreads across his face sends a chill down your spine. It would be a lie to say you weren’t at least a little excited and curious about what he has planned for you.

Leaning back against the door, Dabi crosses his arms and scans over you with narrowed eyes. “Strip for me. Now.”

Giving a short nod, you quickly stand and let your clothing fall into a small pile at the foot of the bed. Beckoning you closer with a single finger, he scans over your now naked form before running a finger between your breasts. He makes a quiet, satisfied noise as he watches you drop to your knees in front of him. You don’t make him say it, you already know what he wants right now. Biting into your lip, you slowly undo his belt before working the zipper on his pants down. His fingers slowly work their way through your hair as you slowly work his pants and boxer down.

His hard cock eagerly bounces free just inches in front of your face. Dabi nudges your head slightly as a silent command to which you lean in and suck the tip into your mouth. Sucking on the tip you look up at him with eyes filled with nothing but lust. His eyes are heavily hooded as they scan over your face, the bright blue of his eyes almost completely swallowed by the black of his pupils.

“That’s my girl. Look how good you are. You wanted to be in charge so bad, but you have no problem swallowing my cock.” He hums.

Looking up at him, all you can do is moan as you slowly work your way down his shaft. His piercings press into your tongue as you swallow around him. His fingertips dig into the back of your head, a low ragged moan passing through his lips as the tip of his cock presses snugly to the back of your throat. The trimmed hairs at his base tickle your nose every time you swallow him down.

Dabi presses his index finger to your forehead to push you off of him. “Get on the bed.”

It’s a short gruff command that sends a tingle of excitement throughout your body. You let out a short breath and quickly scramble up onto the bed. From his spot against the bedroom door Dabi watches you, eyes clearly catching the way you shift with nervous excitement. Rolling his neck he moves toward you slowly, dropping his clothes as he goes. Finally, he stands in front of you, one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while the other holds your chin.

“You’re dripping for me aren’t you?” He questions with a grin.

“Yes. Want you so bad, daddy.”

“That’s my girl.”

Dabi grins at you and pushes you back, so you lay spread out for him. He crawls over you, hands groping greedily with every movement. You can’t the nervous excitement that courses through every inch of your body as he settles himself between your legs. Warm hands slide along the soft curves of your body, finally settling on your thighs. His fingers dig into your soft skin as he pushes your legs up towards your chest.

Not saying a single word, Dabi lines himself up with your soaked entrance and pushes in. You choke on a moan as he bottoms out. He doesn’t bother with prep, he knows you can take whatever he gives you with no problem at all. You love the way he stretches you out, love the way his hands squeeze your thighs dangerously as he thrusts into you. Your mouth falls open, a flood of gibberish and curses falling from it with every thrust.

The loud slap of skin mixes with the squelch of your cunt, punctuating every one of his thrusts. Dabi leans down and meets you in a deep kiss that helps swallow some of your moans. The piercings along his cock drag along your sensitive walls with every thrust, bringing you closer to your end with every movement. One hand makes its way from your thigh up to your neck, squeezing slightly. The sudden pressure pushes you over the edge. Pleasure courses through your body as your walls convulse around him. Dabi lets out a deep moan as he feels you squirt around him. His hips piston into you as he works you through your end and searches for his own. Finally, he slams into you, settling as deep as possible and cums.

A soft, content moan passes through your lips as you melt under him. Tension leaves his body as he relaxes against you and catches his breath.

“Still want to be in charge?” He questions.

“Right now? No. Another day? Yes.” You tease.

“Gonna have to beat me to win, until then flip over I’m not done with you.” He pulls out and looks down at you, letting you know this will be a long night.

#dabi x reader #dabi x female reader #dabi smut #bnha dabi #dabi mha #mha smut #bnha smut

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vampyrsutton · 1 year

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DabiHawks~Over Stimulation/Cock Warming

Summary:

Hawks is a very busy bird. Dabi really doesn’t give a shit.

Ao3 Tags:

Overstimulation, Cock Warming, Exhibitionism, Semi-Public Sex, Office Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Dabi is Todoroki Touya, Hero Public Safety Commission Bashing (My Hero Academia), Fuck 'Em Honestly, Villain Takami Keigo | Hawks, Kinda, He's Tired of the Commission's Shit, Takami Keigo | Hawks Acts Like a Bird, My Favorite Tag for This Ship, Dick Piercings, Biting, Pet Names, Kinktober 2020

“Come in!” Hawks called to the knock on his door, not bothering to look up from his paperwork. “Whatever it is, make it quick. I have a meeting in twenty.”

“That why you’ve been ignoring my texts?” A familiar voice rasped from his office door.

Hawks’ head shot up in shock as a feather shot out to pull the villain into the room and another to slam the door shut behind the raven. “What the hell are you doing here, Dabi?!”

“You weren’t answering your phone.” Dabi shrugs, unbothered. “I told you answer when I call.”

“So you thought it was a good idea to just casually stroll into the office of the number two hero as a highly wanted criminal? Are you insane?”

A smirk displaying just that tugged at the villain’s staples. “Pretty sure we’ve established that, pretty bird.”

Hawks tried to stop the color that rose in his cheeks as he glared at the fire user. “What are you doing here, Dabs.” Already knowing based on the pet name alone.

Dabi shrugged, slinking over to sit on the hero’s desk. “I can’t just casually visit?”

The blonde sighed. “Again. Number two hero.” Pointing at himself. “Number two hero’s office.” Gesturing to the building around them. “Top ranking member of a highly wanted villain organization.” Pointing at Dabi. “Pretty good way to get some cuffs slapped on you is all I’m saying.”

Another smirk tugged at the villain’s staples. “Kinky.”

Hawks groaned, dragging his hands down his face. “Just admit you were horny. You only call me cute nicknames when you want something that would get me in So much trouble.”

“Smart little bird aren’t you?” Dabi hummed, sitting on the hero’s desk so the hero was sat between his legs. “So?”

“As much as I would love letting you fuck me against my office windows until we forget our old names, I just told you I have a meeting in...fifteen minutes and despite how you look, you’re not exactly quick. “

“You don’t seem to complain.” Dabi smirked, tilting his head tauntingly as his boot trails up Hawks’ leg. “Where’s the meeting?”

“Just over video call, but it’s not like I can have you in here during it,” Hawks shrugged.

“You have Bluetooth earbuds, right?” Dabi shrugged, hopping off the desk so he was standing in front of Hawks now.

Hawks swallowed, knowing where Dabi was going with this. “You can read lips.”

“What if I stayed where I couldn’t see the screen?” Dabi hummed, petting his fingers through wild blonde locks.

A happy chirp left Hawks at the petting. “...Like staying by the window?”

Dabi chuckled lowly as he sank to his knees between the hero’s. “Or under your desk maybe?”

Hawks flushed at the idea but didn’t stop calloused hands from working his belt open. “They’ll notice.”

“Not if you act natural.” The villain shrugged, pulling the hero’s pants down.

“You have sucked my cock enough times to know that is physically IMpo-possible!” Hawks groaned.

Dabi licked a strip up Hawks’ half-hard cock. “True. Hmm...I’ll just have to get you off before they call then.” Dabi decides before taking as much of the hero as possible down his throat in one go.

Hawks is glad he hadn’t taken his gloves off for paperwork as one hand grips into surprisingly soft black locks and the other grips the arm of his chair. Last time he didn’t have his gloves on and he had to clean blood off Dabi’s scalp from his talons. He’s pretty sure Dabi had never come faster though, but that would be hard to explain on camera.

Dabi groaned around the cock in his mouth as Hawks tugged the strands with each hard suck.

“D-Dabiiii~” Hawks groaned, trying to stay still and not thrust down the other’s throat until the raven okays it. “Pleease~ Hurry~”

Dabi would smirk if he could as he taps Hawks thigh to let him know its okay to thrust as he bobs his head up and down, sucking hard at the tip before burying his nose in blonde pubes.

A texts tone pings from Hawks phone that he has set specifically for the Commission.

[We’ll be calling in five]

“Fuuuck~ Dabii we-we’ve got four minutes” Hawks pants, thrusting to meat Dabi’s bobs. “Fuck your mouth! So hot”

One of Dabi’s hands travel soft to fondle Hawks’ balls, letting out a low groan to send vibrations down the hero’s throat that had his grip tightening in raven hair.

“Shit, Dabs your mouth~ So good~” Hawks groans, chasing his own release and coming hard down Dabi’s throat just in time for his work computer to light up and the Commission’s call jingle to play.

Hawks groaned, trying to pull himself together only for his eyes to widen when a scarred arm reached up for the mouse and hit answer, mouth never leaving the blonde’s cock.

‘What the fuck is this asshole doing?!’ Hawks glared under his desk before adjusting the camera to give the Commission one of his literally award winning smiles.

“Good afternoon, Hawks.” A very monotone voice drawled through the speakers. Hawks didn’t even have to look down to know Dabi was rolling his eyes.

“Good afternoon, everyone.” Hawks smiled, waving off the earbuds Dabi tried to hand him and biting his lip when this earned him a confused hum around his dick. “What’s the meeting about today?”

“Just wanted to get your progress on how your infiltration of the League is going. Any new info?”

Hawks felt the heat around his cock increase so he took a glove off out of frame to lightly scratch Dabi’s scalp in hopes of calming him down enough to at the very least not light his cock on fire if not listen.

“Unfortunately I have nothing new to report. As you know they’re gathering allies, but that’s been deemed out of my pay grade so to speak.” Hawks shrugged.

When he glanced under the desk he saw blue eyes staring back at him in utter confusion. As Dabi’s boy toy he had access to meetings that not even noobs did so had at least some info to spill that would at most inconvenience the League while being close friends with Twice gave him access to info that could badly cripple the League.

Hawks chose to share none of it.

“They pay their members?” A commission member scoffed.

“That is not at all important, Tanaka.” A woman rolled her eyes. “We know they have connections to some informant, they probably take jobs from him.”

Hawks just shrugged, petting dyed locks just out of frame. “I have no idea anyway, but they’ve gotta eat right?”

“Haruka is right, Tanaka. They’re pay rate doesn’t matter so much as their payroll. Whatever the case, however, this won’t do at all. Hawks this is the fifth week in a row you’ve had nothing to report. You had more to report when you were first assigned this mission so what did you screw up for them to stop trusting you?”

‘Wasn’t so much what as who.’ Hawks thought with a smirk under his desk as he shrugged.

“Who can say. You know me.” Hawks narrowed his eyes a bit. “I’m nothing but a stupid bird brain after all.”

The tips of Dabi’s fingers heat up on Hawks’ thighs as he runs them up and down the muscled thighs. Hawks glanced down when he felt a soft suck around his already rehardening cock and was met with furious blue eyes, but he knew they weren’t directed at him based on the fact he wasn’t currently on fire.

“Oh we’re well aware, but we’ve spent way too much on you for these to be the results. Do you need more training, Hawks?” The big wig glared in clear warning.

Dabi and Hawks both tensed at the mention of training, but Hawks maintained his smile, petting Dabi’s hair once more. “No need for that. I’ll work harder to gain their trust.”

“You better otherwise your handler will be paying a visit for further training.”

Hawks folded his fingers to make his hand look like a phone out of frame and he felt Dabi shift under the desk. “I will Shizaya-san.”

“Good. Now let’s talk about your image recently. What have we told you about keeping your fangs filed? You’re lucky it’s close to October and people have just assumed the pictures are edited.”

Hawks flinched before sighing in relief when his phone started playing some old Paramore song. He pretended to widen his eyes in shock and scramble for the phone. “Crap, sorry that’s my connection to the League. I have to take this before he gets angry. Great talking to you! Bye!” He rambled before hitting the end button on the call and slumping back in his chair.

Hawks looked down to his lap at the villain who had for some reason decided to act as a literal cockwarmer for the meeting and gave him a lopsided smile. “Thanks for getting me out of that.”

Dabi pulled off the hero’s cock, giving the head small kitten licks as he put his phone away. “You lied to them.”

Hawks nodded. “Yup.”

Blue eyes met gold as Dabi stroked the hero’s cock. “Why?”

Hawks sighed, shrugging. “Well we were in the middle of something.”

“They said it wasn’t the first time though.” His thumb flicked over the slit.

Hawks gasped at the feeling, a shiver traveling up his spine. “Do we have to talk about this now?”

Dabi squeezed the base before traveling back up and giving the head a lick. “Speak, bir-...Keigo.”

Hawks moaned, shuddering at how soft Dabi’s voice got. This was important to him.

“You guys are right.” Hawks relents. “You just heard how they talk to me. That’s been my life since I was like eight or nine years old, but I didn’t realize how fucked it was until I met you all and actually learned your stories. The Commission was going to take my intern originally, but I couldn’t let a fellow bird go through that. He wouldn’t look like himself by the time they were done with him and sure as hell wouldn’t act right.”

“Is he why I can’t have Black Parade as my ringtone?” Dabi scoffed.

Hawks laughed lightly. “You can pry that tone from his cold dead hands.”

Dabi huffed. “Stupid brat. So we’re inadvertently responsible for another hero then?”

“Yup, but he’ll be a real hero. I have no doubt of that. You can’t break him out of his emo phase let alone his values.”

Dabi nodded sagely. “Good kid then”

“You’re just say that cause you tried to barbecue me the one time I offered to buy you a makeover.”

This earned Hawks a toothy smirk. “Damn right.” Before Dabi turned serious again. “So you’re actually joining now?”

Hawks nodded. “If you’ll let me?”

“You have had some pretty good info lately…” Dabi hummed before nodding, a wicked smirk over taking his features. “I believe this calls for a celebration.”

Hawks furrows his brows in confusion before crying out when the scarred villain took him down his throat in one go. “Dabiiii~!”

Dabi bobbed up and down the hero’s cock, obviously trying to get him off fast as a hand fumbled in a coat pocket.

“Ahhh~ Dab-Dabiii~ Ahhhh~! Please Ahhhh~!” Hawks rambled, not noticing Dabi pull lube out of one of the pockets of his leather coat until there was a lubed finger prodding at his hole and he chirped in surprise.

“There’s my pretty bird.” Dabi hummed when he came up for air for a second before taking him whole once more and pushing his finger in.

Hawks’ wings puffed in pride at being called a pretty bird as various pleased bird noises left him with his moans.

Dabi pumped his finger in and out as he listened to the beautiful birdsong above him. He almost wished Hawks hadn’t hung up so the quirkist assholes could hear how pretty his little bird sounded. ‘Making him file his fangs. Fuck that, I oughta burn the place to the ground.’

The fire user slipped a second in and hummed around the blonde’s cock at the pretty whimpers he made. He could tell the blonde was close to coming again, and he planned to fuck one more out of him after that. Make him forget all about that stupid commission.

Hawks had his head thrown back, hips twitching to meet each thrust of fingers and bob of head as he continues to moan and chirp his approval, keening when a third finger was added and he came down Dabi’s throat again.

“Such a responsive birdie.” Dabi hums before licking up the vein on the underside after he swallowed. “Clear everything important off the desk. The rest is getting thrown on the floor.”

Hawks whimpers in sensitivity, whining when Dabi’s fingers are removed.

Dabi chuckled at the sight of the trembling bird, giving him a chance to get up before just pushing the papers off the desk, having the decency to at least place the computer on the floor rather than break it. Better safe than sorry where Hawks’ wings were concerned.

Hawks gave an annoyed squawk at the mess Dabi made before flushing when he was pulled out of the chair and pushed chest first onto the desk.

“Dabiii~ No more~” He whimpered half heartedly, but made no real move to actually end things.

“Hmmm, sorry birdie. You don’t sound very convincing there.” Dabi smirked as he pulled his cock out of his tight pants.

Hawks pouted over his shoulder before moaning into the desk when he caught sight of Dabi’s cock resting on his ass. He never could quite believe Dabi’s cock belonged to the skinny twink of a man when its destroying his insides, but there it was in all its Jacob’s Laddered glory and Hawks had no more refusals about having it inside him, over sensitivity be damned.

“God, Dabi,” Hawks breathed out causing the villain to smirk.

“Like what you see, birdie?” Dabi teased as he lubed up his cock.

“Fuck yes. Come on, Dabs~!” Hawks groaned, presenting himself for Dabi as his wings ruffled in interest.

Dabi blinked, still not used to someone being this interested in his crispy, trauma filled appearance as he groaned. “Fuck, birdie. If you insist.” He half-chuckled, pushing the tip in and relishing in the low whine he received as he pushed in slowly.

“Dabiiii~” Hawks moaned, the talons of his ungloved hand clawing into the desk. “Come on, Dabs~ Move~!”

Dabi slowly bottomed out, trying to give the bird a chance to adjust but barking out a laugh when his courtesy was met with impatience. “What happened to ‘No more~’, aye?”

A gold eye glare at him from around red wings and Dabi’s next taunt was cut off by a choked noise as Hawks clenched around him. “Move, Bacon Bits.”

“R-right,” Dabi swallowed, pulling almost all the way back to thrust back in fast.

The quivering of Hawks’ feathers paired with his low moan gave Dabi the encouragement to pick up the pace, fixing the angle every few strokes until Hawks cried out to notify Dabi he found the pretty bird’s prostate which he then proceeded to abuse.

“Come on, pretty bird. Sing for me. Let this whole damn building hear your pretty sounds.” Dabi smirked, slamming repeatedly into Hawks’ prostate.. “Such pretty moans. I wonder. Is it my size? How its filling you up so good? Or maybe how it hits your prostate Every. Single. Time?” He made sure you punctuate each word with a thrust that drew another cry from the pretty hero under him. “Or maybe it's the drag of each piercing against your walls and the pull of them against your rim, huh pretty bird?”

Hawks was trying to stay quiet. He really was but between the things listed off and him listing them off in the first place, the low rasp of his voice, the hero had to bite into his coat in a desperate attempt to not alert the whole building that the number two hero was getting his brains fucked out by one of Japan’s most wanted. With how easily his fangs tore through the fabric, however, he was beginning to question if maybe the commission was right only to have the thought thrusts right out of him by the Prince Albert abusing his prostate.

“DaAaabiiii~ “ Hawks practically sobbed. He had already come twice and had no time to recover from either as he clawed ribbons out of the wood of his desk. “Pleeease~AhhhhHHhhh~ Just cum already please please AHHH~ PLease~!” Hawks blabbered

Dabi groaned low in his throat at the tight heat squeezing him and the voice crying out begging for him. “God, Keigo…”

Hawks keened at the use of his name, arching into the desk, the sight making Dabi cursed.

“Fuck, birdie.” Dabi growled as he pulled Hawks off of himself. “Flip over.”

Hawks whined at the loss and it took him a second to process the villain’s order before he scrambled to obey, letting his wings hang off the desk as he hooked his legs around Dabi’s skinny waist to pull him closer. “Please,” he breathed out.

Dabi groaned at the sight. “I figured you’d be the death of me, but I didn’t think I would enjoy it so much.” He breathed out as he lined back up and continued his earlier pace, holding Hawks close this time.

“Feel free to bite, pretty bird. I know how you love doing it, and I don’t think there’s any skin left to truly daAamage anyway- fuck, birdie.”

Hawks had needed no further prompting, biting into the scar tissue of Dabi’s shoulder as soon as he had the go ahead, the action muffling his chirps and moans nicely while also arousing Dabi to no end.

Dabi didn’t last long after that nor did Hawks. Within a few more thrusts Dabi found Hawks’ prostate again and Hawks’ own precum to stroke his still overly sensitive cock.

Hawks cried out, biting Dabi’s shoulder once more as the overwhelming sensations sent him over the edge once more as he squeezed around Dabi.

Dabi grunted as Hawks’ own release sent him over the edge as well, spilling hard into the trembling birdie beneath him as he stroked Keigo through his orgasm and thrusts through his.

A few moments later had Hawks whining in overstimulation as he bat Dabi’s hand away and tried to squirm away from Dabi’s cock. “No more,” he mumbled.

Dabi was panting as he leaned over Hawks, trying not to collapse. “Yeah. Fuck. Yeah, no more.” He muttered, pulling out and picking Hawks up to collapse back in the hero’s chair with him..

Hawks breathed out a laugh as he leaned on his elbows. “For such a big bad villain you sure are a cuddle bug.”

“Fuck off, you didn’t get hugged enough as a child either.” Dabi definitely did not pout as he leaned back in the chair and buried his face in the hero’s bird’s nest that he called hair.

“Fair enough,” Hawks sighed, snuggling into the warmth that radiated from the villain. “Feel better?”

“Mhmm,” Dabi hummed, intent on falling asleep right there. “What about you, pretty bird?”

Hawks cocked his head at the villain in confusion.

“From what the suits said,” the raven clarified.

“Oh,” Hawks hummed before nodding, “You’re dirty talk includes a lot of fluffy pet names.”

“Damn right. Telling you to file you fangs. I oughta burn the place to the ground right now.” Dabi snarled, glaring at the computer on the floor.

“There are kids there.” Hawks sighs, knowing that will stop the secret softy.

“Why the fuck are there-” Dabi’s eyes snapped back open, filled with fire. “No.”

“More future heroes , yeah.” Hawks hummed, not lifting his head from the villain’s shoulder so not seeing the fire in his pretty blue eyes.

Dabi shifter until he could get his phone out of his pocket, much to Hawks’ annoyance. “Fuck UA, I’m texting Shiggy right the fuck now-hey give that back!”

“Shhh. Nope. Afterglow time. Not villain time. You can be a secret softy later. You pulled me into this cuddle, you’re gonna finish it.” Hawks mumbled, drifting off into the contrasting temperatures that was Dabi.

“But what about-”

“You’re not getting them out right now without a plan. I’ll help you guys draw up maps later. I promise.” Hawks sighed, slipping Dabi’s phone into an inside jacket pocket.

Dabi glared at his sleepy bird, but ultimately relented, relaxing back into the chair. “Yeah, alright. Do you wanna move over to the pull out couch?”

Hawks hummed, nodding as he lets some feathers move under his butt to help Dabi carry him across the office before wrapping his wings around them both. “G’Night, Hot Stuff.”

“G'Night, pretty bird. I’ll wake you up if anyone comes to the door.” Dabi sighed, grooming red feathers.

Hawks hummed his thanks before drifting off.

Maybe he should have warned Dabi that Tokoyami could use the window now too.

#dabihawks #hotwings #hotwingz #bnha dabi #bnha hawks #todoroki touya #takami keigo #bnha #dabi #hawks #mha smut #kinktober #kinktober 2020 #hero public safety commission

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kelin-is-writing · 1 year

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ok - thought

i think most people agree that dabi doesn't like the concept of marriage for obvious reasons and he never thought that he of all people would ever get married or even feel the need to

but then you show up and poor baby is hooked

he can't even imagine spending a single second without you and he tries to convince himself that marriage can work - that he can make it work

but he's terrified regardless because what if he turns out like his dad? what if he ends up hurting you somehow? he wouldn't want you to feel trapped with him but something about being able to call you truly his makes him think it might be worth the risk

so - question

do you think dabi would ever get married or even find the courage to propose? and in case he decides against it what would happen if you propose instead?

- 🥛

i’m sorry for the late answer milk, it’s just that since i got this ask i’ve been thinking about it nonstop. i took breaks from time to time to do things, but hell this ask kept haunting me because damn... this is such a good question honestly.

NOW, onto the answer.

i think that for a proposal to happen there’s gotta be an effort from both sides.

to be able to accept the idea of marriage, dabi first needs to realize his worth after that sorry ass father that he had crushed every single amount of self-love that was inside of little touya, this is something only you can help him with.

how? be genuine with him, never hold an ulterior motive when speaking to someone who has trust issues, because that way you’ll only make them close-up into themselves even more than they already were. if you’re genuine, sincere and warm with him someone like dabi who has never had something of that sort will slowly and naturally start lean into you feeling more at easy, without the need for him to always be on guard and ready to get hurt. because if it happened once, it can very well a second time and by not letting you into his heart (that he thought would be unbothered as of now, he was wrong) dabi is already putting up a defensive mechanism to prevent anything and anyone from getting close to him.

he’s actually someone who’s very sensitive and emotional for me who feels things a lot more than some other peoples, yes even as dabi (i mean, if he didn’t then how do you explain his flames bursting at sekoto peak?), he has also spent lot of time watching others over the years he spent alone and reading someone for him is basically a piece of cake as of now, so his wary attitude towards others intentions makes him very observant on their actions and if he sees something off about you, what you say or do, dabi is gonna distance himself right away; he’s done being hurt.

but (there’s always gotta be a “but...”) the moment he's at the start of opening up to you and letting his guard lower a tad bit, he’s panicking right away of you because what if he disappoints you or lets you down? what if you start ignoring him? what if you end up hating him?

shit he’s in fucking trouble now, because he’s already starting to think that a future with you might actually be not so bad but also... possible?

this is when dabi realizes that he has been lowering his guard as you two kept spending time together, it’s just that... your genuineness and sincerity were so blinding, so welcoming, so comforting, so reassuring, that he mindlessly had gave into them.

he truly thinks that he doesn’t deserve you, you’re too good. a gem, a rare and precious one.

it was seriously a tragedy for him, because now that he realized how he did want a future with you, along with it has also come more and more the fear of becoming like his father.

only the thought of such a thing makes dabi gag in disgust.

this is essentially why he has never dared bring up marriage, things were fine as they were right now for the moment.

if it were for dabi, he would marry you on the spot but as of now he’s too much of a coward to even just mention it, at least not until he has settled what he has to set and grow out of his father’s shadow that was forced upon him from the scumbag himself since a young age.

he knows what are the thing his father did wrong so he can very well avoid them since he’s smart, but he’s also greedy and ambitious... so what if he unintentionally repeats that man’s mistakes? he would hate that and himself.

but you know the say that goes, the more time you spend with someone the more you become like them? you’re such a good damn influence to him and his life, even the league has noticed it by the way he has started to behave with them and this has started to make him more confident that: yes, he can in fact make you happy the way you deserve.

you gave him that confidence.

in a case like this i think he wouldn’t hold back from proposing to you, actually he would bring it up pretty casually and have you dumbfounded by how out of nowhere it came.

but if he still is unsure about himself, still doesn’t have that confidence and you proposed instead— dabi would be shocked, to say the least, before asking you why would you want to marry him and starting to tell you that he might become someone as despicable as his father in future, that you might get hurt if you decide to stay by his side and that he’s bound to disappoint you.

this poor boy only needs to be reassured, he’s seriously too hard on himself by every meaning. so if you want him to say yes that badly at your proposal, you gotta first open his eyes on what a good boyfriend he has been until now (because i’m 100% sure he is) and that he’s gonna be even better in future because you two will go through it together.

if you give him the reassurance and confidence he needs for such an important step in your lives, i don’t think dabi is gonna turn you down and even if he doesn’t look like it he’s actually ecstatic.

a life by the side of his precious sunshine is everything he needs.

that being said everyone—

ALWAYS STAY CLOSE TO PEOPLES THAT FEELS LIKE SUNSHINE!!!!!!

#kelin responds #answered #🥛 anon #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #dabi headcanons #touya todoroki headcanons #whoops let out my inner endeavor hater a bit too much in here haha #anyways i just really think that dabi needs reassurance and trust as a base to a love relationship #to distance himself from the coldness felt throughout his whole childhood #so he really ain't gonna marry just anybody and most of all he wouldn't marry out of convenience to strengthen his quirk either #*judging side eye towards endeavor*#we say it for funsies on here but i actually think you seriously gotta touch his soul for him to pay you any mind romantically #he's gonna shower you with love once he finally finds you you can bet on it

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thetreefairy · 2 years

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Teen reader stealing dabis jacket and acts like him as a joke?

Imma make this a short reaction, as I am having a break now,

Teen Reader: Steals Dabi jackets on occasion

Dabi: has surrendered one of his jackets in hope for it to stop

Teen Reader: Unbothered, steals another jacket when Dabi's out.

LOV: Watching Teen Reader put on a show pretending to be Dabi.

Teen Reader: "I AM A BURNT BITCH WHO WANTS TO KILL SHIGARAKI AND KILL ALL MY TRAUMA!"

Dabi who just walked in: "Excuse me?"

LOV: READER YOUR ON YOUR OWN! *Runs away* WE WILL BUY YOU SUSHI IF YOU SURVIVE!

Reader: "I love you, big bro?"

Dabi: "Congrats that worked, now as punishment for pretending to be me, you have been senceted to being my cuddle pillow and no one else is allowed to cuddle you today >:(!"

Reader: "Do you want Shigaraki to kill you?"

Dabi: "I can handle him, I wanna get some sibling love to heal all my trauma."

#platonic yandere #treefairy🧚‍♂️🍁#soft yandere #yandere x darling #fluff #male yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #yandere my hero academia #yandere dabi #yandere brother

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dazaiandhislovelybandages · 7 months

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Nobody's son, Nobody's Daughter {Dabi}

A/n: I absolutely love writing for Touya and lowkey writing this reminded me of my first ever anime crossover ff of Bnha, jjk (don't talk to me I'm still sad) and bsd. YALL DON'T READ THIS IT'S POORLY WRITTEN

Pairing: Dabi/ Touya Todoroki x fem!Zoldyck!reader

Tw: reader is a Zoldyck which means she offs people so... yeah

Genre: angst

Eating lukewarm unpaid noodles at a closed up mini market could be deemed as illegal, though after taking a close look at all the crimes you've committed, this one was the most legal yet.

The mission hadn't been a difficult one but you wholeheartedly preferred having a couple of eyebrows raised on you being late at the mansion to showing up early and having to deal with everyone there.

Being the second child to the infamous Zoldyck family was so much fun. Missions upon missions ever since you completed your 'danger-free' training, being the best assassin amongst your siblings yet constantly being ignored and pushed to the side.... it was fun.

If it weren't for the colour of the flames, you wouldn't even have noticed that the bowl and your noodles were burnt to a crisp.

Blue flames. Such an unusual colour for fire.

"Those were my noodles." You muttered, turning your head on your left to look at the person standing next to you.

"I couldn't care less. Get the fuck out of here unless you want to join your noodles."

You didn't know what it was exactly but you immediately bursted out laughing. "No offence man but... if you weren't holding a cup of noodles yourself and most importantly if you weren't a Todoroki, I would have taken you seriously."

You felt it then. The man's expression remained just as unbothered as before, but something in the atmosphere around you changed.

You watched as he sat at the chair next to you, clearly not in the mood to talk and began poking his noodles with his chopsticks.

"Touya, right?"

"I'm not going to ask how you know all this."

How could you ever forget? Hearing the screaming of a young boy getting burnt... You had wanted to help him. Despite all that hard training, the near emotionless state you were in because of it, you wanted to help him.

But Illumi would always tell you that you needed no friends. You just had to do your job, get paid, and then leave.

You could almost hear his voice now, telling you that friends would get you nowhere.

How could you forget that by the time you returned to the forest, half of it was burnt down and the other half was full of police officers looking for that boy? Yet you couldn't do anything because you couldn't disobey Illumi.

"You're not going to deny it?"

"As if we'll meet again..."

"Right..." You mumbled.

It felt oddly comforting, the fact that he didn't even bother to question anything. You felt a little embarrassed nonetheless. It was a really awkward first meeting.

"A Zoldyck, aren't you?"

"Should I ask how you came to that conclusion?" You settled down again with a new bowl of noodles in front of you.

"You haven't really changed since I last saw you." He stood up to throw his empty cup on the trashcan. "When was it?" He stopped to think. "Oh... that one time when our parents decided to have a get-together..."

Oh, right... yes, that boy back in the forest... Touya... he used to be your friend. Until Illumi found out.

Illumi or his father? You couldn't remember.

"I don't do friends either. Not anymore, so hopefully, when we do get to meet again..." With his back facing you, Dabi turned his head around, enough for you to see blood running down his cheek from his right eye. "We will be too different people with two different families."

A/n: OMG THIS IS SO POORLY WRITTEN I AM NOT EVEN SURPRISED!

#boku no hero academia x reader #bnha x reader #dabi mha #dabi bnha #dabi x reader #touya angst #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki #touya x reader #writing #anime and manga #anime

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dabideserveslove · 2 years

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For those meet ugly prompts, number 02 made me snort out loud, and I think it's fit DabiHawks or DabiZawa hilariously.

I fuckin love this and instantly had an idea for DabiZawa because, just, Aizawa’s no fucks given attitude made it perfect for this so, ah, enjoy!

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It wasn't the sound of the door opening that woke Dabi up, nor was it the footsteps of the legal occupant of the house walking back and forth bringing in several boxes along with them.

Nope.

Dabi didn't stir until that person plopped down in the armchair placed adjacent to the couch he was sleeping on and clicked the TV on.

With a little grumble of annoyance, Dabi squinted his eyes open to see the man that disturbed his peace. The guy was just lounging casually in the chair, one leg pulled up onto the seat while the other laid across the footrest. He had to be maybe in his early-thirties at most, not too much older than Dabi, with a bit of scruff around his jawline, long black hair pulled into a loose ponytail, and wearing a T-shirt and pajama pants as he boredly flipped through the channels.

“The fuck?” Dabi grunted as he sat up to stare bewildered at the man who - as the guy turned his head to look at Dabi with the same bored, tired expression - had some gorgeous jet-black eyes with scar right underneath one of them.

“Didn’t mean to wake you,” the man drawled, though he didn’t sound particularly apologetic.

“It’s fine,” Dabi replied gruffly, voice heavy with sleep still. “I’m just wondering what the hell you’re doin’ here.”

“I think I’m more entitled to that question considering this is my house,” the man said despite seeming extremely unbothered by Dabi’s presence.

“It’s your... dude, this place has been empty for months with no for-sale signs or realtors. The fuck do you mean it’s your house?” Dabi challenged.

“Yeah. Things came up so I couldn’t move in right away. ‘M here now, though, so,” he took in a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh as if having to continue the conversation was taking more energy than he felt it was worth. “I’m gonna have to ask you to find another squat-spot ‘less you wanna start paying rent.”

Dabi couldn’t help but stare bewildered at the man - who had gone back to boredly flipping through TV channels - and couldn’t help but call his obvious bluff. “I dunno - how much you want for rent?”

The guy looked back at him, raising an eyebrow in mild surprise. “$400 a month,” he said, leveling Dabi with a challenging stare.

“You gonna make me pay for the couple’a months I’ve been here already?” Dabi questioned - honestly wanting to see how far this dude would go with this.

He looked around as if assessing the state of the house - whatever he could see from his spot, at least - and shrugged. “You didn’t trash the place so nah.”

“Bet,” Dabi nodded, shifting to dig in his bag and pull out the cash he had collected from the under-the-table tattoos and piercings he’s done. He counted out $400 from it and leaned over to present the money to the man. “First month’s rent for ya,” he said, a challenge in his voice and a small smirk creeping onto his face.

There was no way this guy was serious, after all, but Dabi was a man who thrived on chaos and if he was going to get kicked out anyway he might as well have fun with it, right?

Except...

“Just put it on the table or something,” the man mumbled, sounding half asleep. “There’s some leftover Chinese in the fridge if you want it,” he said and within the next second he was snoring.

Dabi didn’t even learn his new landlord’s name until late that night - Aizawa Shota - but it was a name he quickly got very familiar with.

#dabizawa #dabi x aizawa #dabi/aizawa #prompt fill #dabi #aizawa #this was so fun to write you have no idea lmaoo

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miss-writes-a-lot · 1 year

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The Base History of Suzume Takami

So I got back into MHA again with Season 6 making its appearance on cable t.v., and that led to me falling into a dabihawks obsession. And like many people who have squeezed these two together, I chose to ignore canon for the most part, pretend what happened in the latest chapter didn't happen, and instead gave them a child and a sort of not realistic idealistic-ish fluff life.

And so here we are.

Quick disclaimer: this is simply for fun. Opinions/headcanons on certain characters are completely my own, so if you have one different to mine than that's fine. So

I have been planning on doing a 'Base history' for a different oc, but after the said becoming obsessed with MHA and dabihawks, she kind of took over my mind and a bit of my time. With that being the case, here's the base history/character profile of my dabihawks daughter, Suzume Takami

So I came up with Suzume after hanging out with my friend at a vintage clothing fair that was happening at a mall I used to frequent. I was already deep into my dabihawks and MHA fixation and there was just something about this one outfit I saw and an animatic I was playing on repeat spurred me into creating an alternative style/fairy grunge-ish character for them with a bit of a tech wear vigilante costume with the only name coming to mind being "Punk Hazard" (which I'm keeping because I like it).

After some searching for a proper name for like, 30 minutes, I settled on Suzume and then started working on a bio and art soon after. This that bio and art is at the end.

Here we go:

Name: Suzume Takami-Todoroki Aiuchi

Name Meaning: Suzume → Sparrow

Aiuchi → Love Inside

Vigilante Name: Punk Hazard

Age: 16

Quirk: Heated Glass —> Suzume can superheat and manipulate glass to her will (a la Cinder Fall Style).

Height: 5'9

Eye color: blue/gold gradient heterochromia (?)

Hair color: Ombre → Dark brown (dyed) blonde (traditionally)

Sexuality: Pansexual (with an AFAB lean)

Personality Snapshot: Mostly cool and fun-loving, almost to the point where you would never know she was a super anxious kid back there. Does her best to be a nice person. Adventurous and reckless. Fiercely protective over those she cares about and even sometimes strangers. Excitable. Hates sitting still. Very affectionate. Strong willed. Determined. Goofy. Kinda bad at lying.

Favorite foods: yogurt covered pretzels, chicken katsu sandwiches, microwave pizza

Favorite kind of music: rock and alternative

Hobbies: plays bass guitar/acoustic guitar, sings sometimes, cooking, glass blowing, writes sheet music, partying, exploring, climbing on shit.

(Short) Bio: Suzume Takami-Todoroki, born to the former villain Dabi and Number 2 Hero Hawks, has spent a majority of her life trying to be as normal and unbothered as possible. Her fathers, concerned for what could happen to her if anyone ever found out that they ever had her in the first place, hid her under the name Suzume Aiuchi up until she was 12-years-old when she was unceremoniously forced to come out by the public, leaving her in this point in her life where she felt like she had to make a decision on which path to follow – hero or villain?

She chose neither.

Instead, Suzume attends a normal high school with little to no interest in participating in any hero courses as to fall into either of the two boxes society wants to force her into. That is until a certain incident at a club (that she snuck out to go to) that she considers forging a new path for herself in order to protect the ones she loves and maybe – just maybe – finally bring the reform that's been desperately needed in this superhuman society.

Notable Relationships:

→Hawks/Keigo Takami & Dabi/Touya Todoroki

Suzume is quite close with her fathers. As a child, she spent most of her time with Touya given Keigo's hectic hero life and the fact that it was difficult for Touya to be out without someone recognizing him as the villain Dabi, but that doesn't mean either of them were ever super absent from her life. In fact, anytime Keigo came home, he'd make it his mission to spend as much time with her as possible. She loves them both dearly and would do anything for them, but she has some complex feelings surrounding her slightly turbulent childhood in that she feels bad for feeling upset about certain situations that happened as well as the general situation of being the daughter of a very notorious A-rank villain and a hero with blood on his hands. They never made her feel this way, but she doesn't voice her issues because she doesn't want to discredit their efforts in giving her a better life than they had.

→The Todoroki Family

Suzume has a pretty good relationship with most of the Todoroki Family, being very close with her cousins (wink wink) and her uncle Shouto who babysat her on short notice whenever he could, but does not have much of a relationship with Endeavor/Enji Todoroki. Touya made it very clear that he did not want Suzume anywhere near him and swore up and down that he would never see her to the point where he didn't even know she existed until a random encounter at the supermarket brought them together, but even then she did not have much contact with him. In short, her current opinion of him is negative. She sees him as the reason her dad (Dabi) fell down the path he did and she just hates how he was to his family. Anytime they cross paths, she avoids them as much as possible.

→ Aimi Aikuchi/Cupid

Aimi Aikuchi has been Suzume's best friend since childhood. She stuck up for her after her true identity was revealed, coming to her defense anytime someone tried to start shit. She's the lead singer/bassist of their yet to be named band and a lovecore themed hero in training by the name of Cupid. They are nearly inseparable, being basically glue at the hip. They support each other despite their different career choices and oftentimes help each other out whenever they happen to be in battle together. They are each other's day ones and will always be.

→ Reina Nanami

Reina is Suzume's quirkless other best friend whom she ends school with. She is a bit louder and rebellious than Suzume, often being the one to drag the trio into trouble. She loves partying, often putting in front of school and any other important activity that demands her attention. She feels insecure being quirkless and sometimes expresses a bit of jealousy that her two best friends are super powered but she is very loyal to the both of them. She plays keyboard and sometimes the drums in her band and was actually the one who suggested Suzume pick up an instrument since she loves music so much.

→ Ghost

(Currently under development) Ghost is a mysterious young hero that Suzume meets one night as Punk Hazard and she falls head over heels for. Ghost is very flirtatious with Suzume whenever they meet. Currently, neither of them know much about each other (mostly because their story – specifically Ghost's– is underdeveloped).

That's all I have for now! If you're interested in learning more about Suzume, feel free to comment, maybe send an ask? If not, that's cool. I'll just leave you with some concept art and final designs for our girl down below. Thanks for stopping by!

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cherry-red-cheeks · 2 years

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👠 Late hours in the office💄

Secretary! Dabi× CEO! FemReader

w/quirks

c/w: swearing, dabi, lime, man in women's clothing, underwear, foul language/ cursing/ swearing, dabi may appear ooc.

a/n: a strange au that doesn't really come from somewhere other than horny simps discussing about men in slutty secretary outfits. bon appetit<3

5 Missed calls to Dabi, halve a dozen messages sent and all seen. There's too many coffee refills that the creeping headache is settling in. Your secretary is supposed to be your right hand man. Sort out your work and ensure everything runs more smoothly; scheduling, organizing, helping, and- oh god, the headache. Leaning back into your softly worn leather chair you start to think, 'why did I even employ Dabi?' He only came in when he pleased, which was rare. Caused more scenes and commotions rather than help the various departments working under you, and in general seemed to be more trouble than he was worth.

Slouching forward you rested your heavy head in your arms, wishing that you could somehow just- lift your troubles, ease your problems, anything. Worries are piling up.

Closing your eyes to the lovely sight of a void you hear the click-clack of something approaching your office, specifically a person. Dabi. The door opens and shuts, you couldn't help but to wince at the sound.

Lifting your heavy head you start, "Dabi, we need to talk." massaging your temples, "About your attitude and performance in the company." He hums in response with part of his uncaring honesty, the rest he's unbothered to summon. "Dabi, if you refuse to do your work I have no reason to keep you employed here." Opening your eyes to glare at him.

Now, being the CEO you did not mind what one would wear to work, as long as it was smart and professional it was fine, your employees knew this. And arrived to work in style, especially Dabi.

Dabi was tall and slender, his proportions caused envy to the runway models you'd occasionly see. His skin, though in patches of withered burns and unfair soft porcelain, could not hide the defined anatomy gifted to him. And to spite all those further he dressed how he saw best, and oh how he liked to. Long thigh high boots led to a high waisted skirt with slits on both thighs, and an unbuttoned shirt so loose it was a miracle it covered him in any shape or form. Training your eyes to remain on his face rather than his most flattering form, you had to sternly remind him again, to button up.

He ignored you, strutting towards your desk. The rips on his stockings becoming much clearer to you, alongside the lace he wore beneath his shirt to work, one of his favourites even if they all were his favourite.

"Dabi, I want to talk to you. Please-" Reaching your desk he sat down on it, crossing his legs while he picked through your papers. The skirt pulled back to pridefully reveal lines of pink on him, scratches no doubt, horizontal and on the outer thighs. Huffing you try again to gain his attention, this time with something else. "Todo-"

A harsh pull on your face forced you to look up before you could finish the first word, only to be met with simmering cold eyes focused on you. Or rather, into you. He smushed your cheeks as he started mocking you with practiced indifference. "Dabi please listen to me, Dabi I need you to help me, Dabi I employ you. Dabi, Dabi, Dabi." Each time he would repeat his name he would pushed again and again, your cheeks were sore from this abuse. He dragged your face closer to him. "Don't you think you've been saying my name too much? And don't get me started on the calling and messaging, Boss~"

Pushing his hand away you stand your ground. "I've been trying to contact you all day and it is now-" looking to the clock and back. " fifteen to ten. I tried three times."

"Three times too many."

Pulling away you walk to the glass wall in the office, pinching the bridge of your nose. "I really don't get it. Are the hours too long, do we need to revise them, or should I just fire you?" You turn around to face him, only to see him in your chair, his stiletto heels on the desk as he swings a cloth around on his finger. No doubt some poor woman in the company is missing her knickers tonight. "Oh for the love of god, Dabi! My company is not here to provide your next fuck!" Looking up at you he deftly sets fire to it with his quirk, the luminescent blue of his lights the otherwise dim office you have at night. He hums again as he throws the remains of it into your awaiting bin. Growing ever more frustrated the pressure in your head builds, a constant painful thuding pulsing behind you eyes. "Get out of my office."

He only tilts his head to the side, gently swivilling the chair side to side. Your secretary never listens to you just like he is now. After a short while of staring at each other his polished high heeled boots catch his attention.

Exhasperated, exhausted, worn, through with this, angry, and bitter you walk to him. Pushing back the leather chair as far back as it goes so he would meet your glare.

"Are you deaf? Get. Out."

As if finally taking some fucking notice of you he asks oh so gently, "What's gotten you so tense, Boss?" The audacity of this bitch. The arrogance. The whole day while you were stressing for Dabi to make one single, stupid, bloody phone call and he acts like he isn't cause of your troubles.

His hands reach for you and you despise how pliant you are to his warm touch in your cold office, how you enjoy sitting on his lap more than you should. You try to push him away in an attempt to regain distance but his limbs reach you regardless. Trailing feather-light from your hips to sides, reaching to your back. "Dabi."

He looks at you. His face so close that even in the lack of light reaching his face you see the piercings lining where his two textures would meet on his skin, the smokey eye shadow that causes his bright blue eyes to appear otherworldly as his satin black lips formed a smile. "Yes Boss?"

He reaches for your shoulders and gently massages them, kneading out the wound up tension from within and eased with controlled warmth. Your anger becoming more and more of a memory, not quite.

"Did you call the Endeavour company?"

He tsks, pushing you to sit on your desk as he stands up. Causing you to tilt your head as far back as it can go. You repeat again, more forceful this time. " The call to Todoroki Enji, did you do it?" Dabi really doesn't like that, his eyes bore into you as if you committed a crime close to home as walks away from you. Why do you employ Dabi?

That night you are in your bed, twisting and turning in the sheets as Dabi looms over you, noses touching you can see his eyeliner as perfect and on style as the rest of him. And you would shout at him for having his boots on on your bed but Dabi is there to steal away your breath for himself. His teeth tugging and grazing upon your lower lip, only to go back to taking your tongue hostage with his own. Keeping your mouth occupied as you whine and moan with want.

But Dabi is feeling so terribly mean as he moves away. Your body as if belonging to his orbit tries to follow until you are pushed down by his hand, falling into your own pillows, he keeps his hand on your chest regardless. Moving from carefully pressing down on your neck to playing with your breasts. Your eyes try to find the other until it dawns upon you that he's keeping your wrists hostage above your head. Squirming you wish to touch him, hold him. Flushed from head to toe you do not expect the next sensation, warm touch from his hand holding onto a breast. Pinching the nipple oh so pleasurablly. Your thighs squeeze around his torso. He chuckles, this pierced god as he sheds of layer after of his clothes. Showing the shining piercings inlaid within his skin you beg to feel and touch. His lips stretch to that of a grin, he leans down to your to whisper-

A notification chime cuts through, and you are very much aware at the warmth in your face. Crawling across your bed and stretching towards your phone you look at the caller ID. Verifying that yes, he made the call. It's two in the morning. Gaze lost into nowhere particularly.

You dreamt of your secretary like that. Guilt and shame burns through you.

a/n: commentary is valued and appreciated.

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