HEADCANNONS + TEXTS WITH HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND . . .

— HEADCANNONS + TEXTS WITH HIM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND . . .

# dabi x gn! reader : ̗̀➛ request — "omg i love your shigaraki smau!! hes so in character and lovely 😩😩 can i ask for the same for dabi too 🥺👉🏻👈🏻" : ̗̀➛ genre — fluff, crack, headcannons, social media au : ̗̀➛ warnings — reader is implied to be a part of the lov/lives together with the members, swearing, kys/kms jokes : ̗̀➛ authors note — THE THINGY IN THE LAST TEXT IS A RED VELVET (GIRL GROUP THAT SANG RUSSIAN ROULETTE) LIGHTSTICK!! this is bringing back memories from when i first joined the mha fandom because of dabi help. was so cute to write omg lowkk this one might be my favorite. : ̗̀➛ requests open ! : ̗̀➛ likes, reblogs and comments appreciated !

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: ̗̀➛ bakugo version : ̗̀➛ shigaraki version : ̗̀➛ monoma version

texts with him are either really sweet or make you wanna block him.

most of the time it will be you rambling on and on while he spews small insults at you here and there, just to spike you.

if you ever blocked him because of that he would follow you around all day, nagging you to unblock him.

of course he can easily snatch your phone and unblock himself, but he found annoying you much more fun.

he is bit of a gossiper. he casually eavesdrops at one of the lov members, snickering when he hears something juicy and makes a mental note to tell you about it later.

sometimes he’d text you in the dead of night to meet him up at the roof or roam around the quiet sleepy streets with hoods over your faces to avoid unnecessary conflicts with heroes.

and when you two would get back, he’d roll his eyes at shigaraki’s angry face and yawn when kurogiri lectured you both to not go outside as much.

there are times when his mental health gets a bit rough and so you call him over to your room and listen to music while either playing a board game, painting each other's nails or laughing at dumb newspaper comics.

he is incredibly grateful when you do this because unlike everyone else, you don't urge him to tell you what's wrong and instead you try to take his mind off things and let him tell you when he wants to.

he may not admit it out loud as often but he loves you a lot and makes sure you know it. after his poor excuse of a childhood, you were the one there for him during his highs and lows. 

as much as he annoyed you while you rambled, he’d pay a lot of attention to your words. you were talking about these new blind-box figures that came out? a basket of them is magically at the foot of your bed when you wake up. or maybe you were talking about some crepes you saw online? a cute box of it is kept in your room after dinner.

he has a small private instagram account that he only got after you and toga nagged him to get one.

does not post. it is completely blank. he doesn't even follow anyone other than the lov members and likes nothing but your posts.

whenever you post yourself he will always make sure to leave ATLEAST one flirtatious comment.

chats under the cut —

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Dabi drabble - Worship

Dabi x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary: Dabi needs to be loved and you're enthusiastic about doing just that. Words: 1444 Warnings: NSFW, angst?, oral

A/N: Just, after the Dabi v Endeavor & Shoto episode I had a lot of feelings and like, fuck I just want to love him, he just needs to be loved. ANYWAY, basically headcanons that turned into a small fic which is under the cut x

~MDNI~

Dabi who stays clothed during sex, opting for the dark or dimly lit rooms to conceal his body from view Dabi who doesn't often sleep with people so he prefers strangers and quickies in bar toilets or alley ways Dabi who fucks as an outlet more than for his pleasure, a way to get some sort of release from the feelings that seem to consume him Dabi who prefers sluts that are easy to pick up and walk away from after, not having to worry about their feelings or anything Dabi who accidentally bumped in to you, kind and vibrant, walking sunshine that could light up the darkest room and didn't shy away from his scarred face, instead smiling warmly up at him Dabi who does everything he can to make himself a part your life and it works Dabi who now has this sweet thing that presses kisses to the lines of staples on his face, who refuses to turn the light off or let him stay clothed during sex Dabi who now has you, on your knees, worshiping him with nothing short of love in your eyes Dabi who feels the sting of his eyes trying to cry because how could something so beautiful, so sweet and pure, look at him like that Dabi who doesn't think he could ever love or be loved, now finds himself head over heels for you and as he stared into your eyes he could see the same love reflected back for him

Kissing Dabi was always so hot, his lips dry but so hot to the touch, his breath searing in a way that took your breath and you loved it. Loves the way his fingers gripped your waist, fingers sinking into soft skin with enough force to bruise before loosening his grip. Dabi was always so rough and you loved it but lately he'd softened, been gentler, more intimate. Now he'd take his time with you, allowing you to look over his body instead of blocking your view by kissing you. With this new more relaxed side of him you'd decided to try something else, something you wanted to do knew he wouldn't allow previously.

That's how you ended up with Dabi leant against the wall, bare chested and with his trousers around his ankles. Your hands massaged up his thighs, thumbs pressing against his groin before tracing a hand up to grip his already hard cock. As your eyes flicked up you smiled, tongue darting out to wet your lips. Dabi was almost trembling under your gaze, his eyes wide and his lips twitching down, "don't, you don't have to do this y'know, I don't need". You cut him off, "I want to, I want you to know how much I want to. You need to know how much I want to so shut up and let me okay?" And who was he to stop you, to say no to you because god he'd burn the world for you. So how hard could it be to be bare for you and let you worship him? Very, the answer was very because every fiber of his being said to push you away, to stop you from looking at him but instead he pressed himself against the wall, palms flat as if trying to steady himself.

Finally you leant forward, tongue sliding over his tip making his eyes flutter shut as he sucked in a sharp breath. Curling your fingers around his base and squeezing slightly as you press wet, hot kisses along the underside of his shaft, glancing up to watch his face as you did. Dabi's breathing was ragged from both nerves and pleasure, hitching as you take him into your mouth, tongue pressing against his underside as you hollow your cheeks. You take him in slow, enjoying the feel of his thigh tensing under hand. By the time your lips meet your fist his tip is hitting the back of your throat and it takes a deep breath through your nose not to gag as you hold for a moment before backing off. You set a steady pace, on the slower side, intimate, hand now following your lips as he groans, it's low and throaty and turns you on but you remind yourself your pleasure can wait.

The hand on his thigh massages at his skin, up over his lower stomach which tenses and shifts with his breaths, moving higher to brush your fingers over his nipples pulling another sharp breath in from Dabi, his head tilting back against the wall. Circling your middle finger over the peak, humming around his cock as you felt the nipple harden under your touch and you rolled it between thumb and index. Dabi felt consuming heat swallowing him, the heat was nothing like his searing, painful flames, no, this heat was different. It was the sort of heat that only you could make him feel, a heat that was so sweet it was almost sickening as it seeped into the depths of his stomach, pooling and growing dense, tight.

The hand around his cock slid to cup his balls, squeezing them just right and he grunted, hand coming forward to press against the top of your head. His fingers curling to grip your hair just as you finally got his entire length into your mouth, tip now pressed down into your throat making tears rim your eyes and clump your lashes. The tuft of white hair felt surprisingly soft under your nose as you breathed in deeply, throat desperately swallowing him in an attempt to remove the intrusion. Your fingers left his nipple to press against his inner thigh, trying to steady yourself as you bobbed your head with a faster pace, occasionally stopping to lick over his tip and look up at him. The quivering muscle under hand was a good indication he was close and you sat back, “Dabi?” all you got was a grunt, his eyes still squeezed shut and you pouted, “Dabi, look at me, please?” your voice was pleading, pitching in to a whine at the end and he couldn’t ignore it.

Swollen, glossy lips and bright, watery eyes are what looked back at him and it took everything not to shut his own again, hell the image would be burnt into his memory for life and if he wasn’t so intent on paying attention to you he could’ve cum on the spot. “I want you to look at me when you cum, please, want to see you baby.” You’d happily always been the submissive one so a request like that, one that felt almost like a command had him choking on his own breath but he nodded, afraid words would fail him. He squeezed the handful of your hair he had tighter and you smiled, delving back in with a moan. Your eyes didn't leave his face as you returned to the faster pace, hand massaging his balls still as you bobbed your head.

Suddenly his grip tightened, eyes widening and lips parting, he tugged harshly towards himself forcing you back down his cock as he moaned your name, broken and almost whiny, a sound you never imagined Dabi could make but wanted nothing more than to hear again. His almost unbearably hot cum hit your throat with force bringing more tears to your eyes, both hands planted on his thighs as your nails bit into his skin. His hips bucked against your mouth, grinding your nose against his pelvis as he panted through his orgasm, eyes lidded but still on yours. You stayed still, reminding yourself to breath slowly and deeply through your nose as you swallowed every drop of cum he pumped into you, tongue lapping against him gently as you waited. Dabi took a shaky breath, fingers loosening and letting you free although you waited a few beats before pulling away, softly licking over him as if it was an honor to consume what he gave and it proved too much for him, eyes finally closing again as he groaned, hand coming up to cover his face making you laugh lightly.

Pressing gentle kisses to his inner thigh, Dabi finally collected himself enough to look back down at you, smiling up at him warmly, “Love you Dabi.” He reached down to grab your face, leaning forward and pressing his lips to yours, breaking it for a brief moment to whisper against your lips, “Love you too.” It might have been hard for him to let you have your way like this but by the end he was definitely going to let you have your way again.

Writing practice: N-sfw BNHA omega boys

Randomly generated 15 words for my favourite BNHA boys and wrote a small N-sfw blurb using my favourite word as inspiration. Kinda liked how it turned out, so thought I’d share~

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keigo’s always extra attractive after he’s smoked a joint with you; gold irises are accentuated as his eyes pinken, and he can’t seem to keep this stupid little grin off his face when he’s looking at you.

you’re leaning back on the balcony railing, lit joint in hand as keigo spreads your trembling thighs and presses his mouth to your dripping pussy. he looks up at you dazedly as you push his hair from his face, cheeks flushed as he lets out an uncontrollable giggle.

“baby, pass me the joint,” he says, leaning his head back with the joint between his fingers. keigo clumsily presses a kiss to your clit before taking a long inhale. eyes locked with yours, he gently blows the smoke over your wet cunt.

you shudder, hand pressing harder into the back of his head, insistent. he reaches up, handing you the joint, and then he finally gives your needy cunt some attention.

his silky tongue flicks against your slit before dragging over your clit; fingers previously resting on your thigh now push inside you, effectively stretching you out.

“keigo,” your bottom lip wobbles from just how good he’s making you feel, “want more, please.”

he curls his fingers deeply, hitting your g-spot effortlessly and making your back arch. he draws his head back, eyes sparkling as they meet yours.

“of course, dove. i’ll always give my girl as much as she wants.”

“ YOUR BEST EATER ! ” (MHA EDITION)

ꕥ summary: rating how well mha men would eat you out ! (this is canon cause i said so)

ꕥ includes: keigo takami, mirio togata, touya todoroki, shota aizawa, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, enji todoroki

ꕥ warnings: dom/sub implications, oral f!recieving, dirty talk, crack ofc this is for fun, slander (sorry lol), black!reader as always, timeskip chargebolt and dynamight

KEIGO TAKAMI - ♾️/10

⊗ he’s a REAL eater.

⊗ you have to cry and beg for him to pop his mouth off you because he has an addiction

⊗ he thinks you taste so good

⊗ there’s not one morning his head doesn’t end up between your thighs

⊗ and at events, he’ll find a way to pull you to the nearest bathroom and get a quick one out because you just looked too good

⊗ he loves having you sit on his face

⊗ “imma eat it. AHHHHH”

⊗ he doesn’t care if you just got off of work or if you’re tired he needs your pussy on his tongue stat.

⊗ he’s such a slut.

“please- ‘s too much~!”

“c‘mon i know you got one more, i got you~”

TOUYA TODOROKI - 3/10

⊗ you thought he was an eater…?

⊗ you’re funny.

⊗ yeah unfortunately mr. long dick over here doesn’t like eating pussy

⊗ his ego is bigger than his dick

⊗ however,

⊗ on the rare occasion that he’s feeling extra nice, he’ll do more than plunge his fingers into you before he makes you take him from the back

“o-oh~..!”

“couldn’t help myself…too fuckin’ wet…”

ENJI TODORKI - 0/10

⊗ like father like son (he’s much worse)

⊗ he’s not particularly a…. giver

⊗ he’s a meanie he’d rather manhandle you instead

⊗ he don’t even like his wife and kids so what makes you think he likes you enough to eat you out

⊗ besides….even if he tried…it wouldn’t be…well…good.

⊗ he’s too rough he might bite your shit i don’t know pookie

⊗ if you beg him enough he’ll do it for like a split second

⊗ you immediately regret your decision

⊗ help him.

“wait- it’s ok it’s o-ok. nevermind…”

“what’s wrong?”

SHOTA AIZAWA - 7/10

⊗ he likes to pretend he doesn’t like giving head

⊗ but you catch him on one of those days….

⊗ he becomes a different man

⊗ and he’s mean with it, too

⊗ your thighs will have bruises from the way he forces your legs open

⊗ he likes eating you out before just because he feels satisfied having you weak before he even fucks you

⊗ he’ll edge you and tease you just to have you begging him to cum

“stay fuckin’ still, or you’re not cummin’. understand?”

MIRIO TOGATA - 10/10

⊗ yes i’m sneaking my man in here. i do not care.

⊗ he’s a certified munch y’all hate to say it

⊗ he gets it from fatgum.

⊗ (i would put him in here but then imma get nasty)

⊗ please just sit on his face and give him three minutes you will be dripping before he even puts it in

⊗ he massages your thighs and kisses your clit ‘cause he really is just so in love with you

⊗ not only will he shove his head between your thighs before he fucks you just to get a quick taste

⊗ he’ll clean you up after he fucks you, tastes himself and you

⊗ he’s a huge giver

⊗ please marry him

“such a pretty pussy, baby…’m gonna clean you right up~”

BAKUGOU KATSUKI - 9/10

⊗ oh give him five minutes

⊗ put him between your legs and he’s done for

⊗ he’s a nasty FREAK and he cannot hide it in this predicament.

⊗ he swears up and down ‘he doesn’t eat pussy’ to all his friends and every girl who brings it up

⊗ but if it’s his baby? someone he’s really into?

⊗ you see a completely different side of him

⊗ and he makes everything so messy

⊗ he’s so focused when he does it and when he looks up at you… you are done for

⊗ he can make you cum quick to get you wet enough to just slip in– then he gets right to business

“kats~…”

“taste so good…so fucking good..”

DENKI KAMINARI - 11/10

⊗ y’all thought i wasn’t gonna put him here?

⊗ he refers to himself as an eater

⊗ he has no shame

⊗ he’ll eat it in the morning, for lunch, after dinner, for dessert- he really doesn’t care

⊗ he definitely can get off just from giving you head

⊗ the feeling of you dripping down his chin and the sound of your moans is enough to get him up

⊗ you will be orgasming more than once

⊗ and he can go on for hours if he really wanted to

“my messy baby…you sound so pretty~

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Little Things in a Relationship with Dabi

A/N: for this headcannon, i'm gonna try to leave as much wiggle room for creativity as i can. meaning, if you have an OC with a very specific quirk and backstory, I'll leave it to you to fill it in as you read! i know a lot of fanfics sour that when they give the reader or y/n their own story or quirk so I'll be vague. this is also gonna be gender neutral for all to enjoy! Does contain manga spoilers though!!!

Warnings: jealously, slight possessiveness, violence? as much as MHA violence goes

Dabi is unlike any man you have ever met in your life. From his background to his personality. He's a bit snarky and cold, but once he clinged onto you, he turned into a different man.

You met him when he was trying to recruit people for the League's sake. Despite being the one who introduced you, he wasn't too fond of you. He kept his distance, wouldn't talk to you, huffed and puffed in your presence, and was just relatively a nuisance to you.

Something changed, you weren't sure what clicked but it did. He talked to you. And he wasn't mean, he wasn't cold, he wasn't snarky, or sarcastic. He was normal. From there it spiraled on into what you two now considered a relationship.

Dabi wasn't one for grand romantic gestures. He never asked you to be his significant other but the bond shared between you two couldn't be described as anything BUT a romantic relationship.

This included small things. Very small things that meant a lot to you. He didn't show it, but you could feel his appreciation through the unspoken bond. It was like you two were intertwined by the soul. His feelings were your feelings.

Spending quiet nights outside, looking at the stars was one. The first night it happened, you were looking to spend some alone time, but stumbled upon him. He was laying on the concrete. He didn't seem to notice you at all, so you assumed he was caught up in his own thoughts. So you were surprised when he stopped you from leaving, telling you to stay. This became a regular thing. Laying down next to him, watching the stars as you sat in silence.

It was peaceful and liberating. No thoughts, words, nothing came to mind. It was completely tranquil. Only once did Dabi speak, "This is what I imagine it feels like once it's all over." You asked him what he meant but he only responded in an ominous chuckle. That could mean many things. The end of hero society or the end of his life? Whatever it meant, it was obvious he planned to keep it from you.

He would subtly give you affection. If you were sitting on the couch, he would sit next to you and put his arms over the back. His arm would just happen to reach behind you. If anyone ever questioned it, he'd roll his eyes or deny it. But you knew, and it made you blush slightly.

Despite never establishing the relationship, Dabi would get really jealous. Like really jealous. If anyone tried to flirt or get your attention, he got annoyed and was very vocal about it. This caused some teasing from the others that he usually brushed off with a, "Whatever," as he walked off.

Dabi is also protective of you, unlike the others. He knows they could hold their own, he knows you can too. But the thought of anything ever happening to you, the thought you ever leaving made him crumble inside. He didn't expect to open up to you, much less ever again after what happened to his family. So losing you was not ideal. They can live without me, but I can't live without them. That's what he thought about.

Once he revealed who he was to the world, he spent a lot of time alone, but you knew he probably needed some support. You gave him time but eventually he came back around, inviting you to sit in silence with him. He opened up a bit about what his childhood was like for him, how he became Dabi, and what he plans on next. Hearing everything made you feel sad for him inside. This was a new side of Dabi, this was Toya being vulnerable with you and you weren't gonna break that trust.

Dabi trusted you with everything. You knew things about him that the League didn't, that even the Todoroki family didn't know. He would sometimes ramble on about it in the middle of silence. Then say, "Whatever, it doesn't matter anyways."

He'd make up excuses to touch you whenever he could. If you were walking up a mountain, he'd gently push you up by putting his hand on your back. He'd jump in front and pull you up, holding your hand for a little longer as he tried to savor the sensation before it became "weird" to the others. If you got hurt, he'd walk over and offer to take care of you. Once Spinner ran to your aid and Dabi pushed him, jealous seeing him touch you, touching his most prized possession.

He would fantasize about a future with you, telling you all the goals he'd have. He would tell you how having a partner with the same ideals as him was nice for a change. You both shared a strong desire to bring down hero society, especially Endeavor. "Let's make a brighter future, together," he'd say with flames in his hands.

You tended to his stitches a lot. Scolding him if he went too far. He always reassured you that he's fine and he can handle it, but his body always said differently.

Nobody knew what to call the relationship, but it was clear there was mutual love. It was a relationship, even if nobody labeled it as such. But that was the most beautiful of relationships because there were no ridiculous expectations, just pure love.

If you like this then you'll also probably love Little Things in a Relationship with Shigaraki and Little Things in a Relationship with Aizawa pt1 and pt2