Dabi Is Touya - Tumblr Posts - Page 2

the reference -> the finished piece

He is really a sleepyhead.

mr. sleepyhead

He looks so scared I just want to give him a hug.

(quickly wraps him in a blanket)

Touya died…and Dabi was born.

Awww.....this is so cute.

what could have been

Dabi being a silly fireboy. I love the rings and outfit.

him 🖤

really proud of how this turned out <3

i post more on twitter but ill try to post here as well

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 ━━━ ❥

This blog is +18. Minors Do Not Interact!

Welcome to my blog. You can call me Miss Martian or just M. This blog contains mature content, like yandere and dark themes, self–harm, suicide, abuse, gore and such. But it will also contain wholesomely soft romance and fluff as well. Still, Minors Do Not Interact! Requests are open but I don't write smut at all! But things might get very or slightly suggestive. Nevertheless, please do not request any. I mostly write for Dabi so there will be two masterlists, one for yan!Dabi and one for Dabi/Touya (not yandere). Those two masterlists will further be divided into two parts; dark and fluff. I will be linking the masterlist and more detailed rules of my blog below.

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𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢/𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ━━━ ❥

ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ ʀᴜʟᴇs : ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ ɪs ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ sᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs. ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴘʟᴏᴛs ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ.

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎 : 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

━ ❥ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛 (𝚢/𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎'𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎 : 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚘 : 𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 : 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛 : 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚜

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎 : 𝚃𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

━ ❥ 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚡 : 𝙴𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎 : 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙳𝚘 𝚄𝚜 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝

𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 ━━━ ❥

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ : ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴄɪɢᴀʀᴇᴛᴛᴇs, ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs sᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ, ᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛᴏʙᴀᴄᴄᴏ, sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs

ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

ᴀ/ɴ : sᴏʀʀʏ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ, ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴘᴏsᴛ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴜʀsᴅᴀʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʙᴜsʏ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴅᴀʙɪ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʙɪ.

— NGL, this guy be stink eyeing you the whole time when Giran's introducing to everyone on how you're the new caretaker and what your quirk is and stuff (you've got a healing quirk by the way, I can't think of a good description for it but you can just heal people better) — And god, things got even more unknowingly bitter between the two of you when Shigaraki actually agrees to let you in the League. — He was literally all for sending you flying away on a mission and making it look like it was an accident. — he quickly abandoned that plan after finding out from Shigaraki that you wouldn't be going on missions with the League — Okay let's move on, I don't want you guys to hate me for writing him like this– — So, Dabi when you first joined was... well– Dabi.

— He would be super cold and harsh to you and he'd just jump at any open opportunity to mock or degrade you. — Worse if you're a woman cuz he's probably gonna make a lot of misogynistic jokes– (sorry ladies, I feel you too) — You got hurt? He's gonna laugh right at your face. — Something's too high for you? He's just gonna place on a higher shelf. — He'd even hide your first aid stuff so you'd have to run around wasting your time looking for them.

— Yes, he's not gonna go easy on you. — Also, he would do anything to hide his wounds from everyone so he didn't have to get sent to you. — This guy is a pyromanic villain, he ain't gonna go to a stupid caretaker over some bleeding, very deep, probably gonna get his life killed if he doesn't get it healed gash — Unfortunately, Shigaraki found out and dragged his burned ass over to your room to get him patched up. (not like he isn't already–) — Alright, my bad, let's continue–

— Of course he put up that tough guy act in front of you and was all like whatever and stuff. — He's literally scoffing the whole time you're rummaging through your drawers for first aid materials.

— "Don't waste your time trying to be useful, I can do it on my own." — "Yeah well, I wouldn't let you die even if my life depended on it Dabi." — He froze at your words, feeling his whole body go tense. Suddenly, he felt his vulnerability exposing and scoffed, masking it. — "What are you on about weirdo?" — "It means, enemy or not, I wouldn't let you be hurt and not care for you. I don't stoop that low. Even for you." — He paused at your words, feeling your tender hands lifting his shirt up and cleaning his bloody wound.

— The world seemed to have stopped in his eyes, solely focusing all his attention on you. — A twisting feeling took over his body. Felt like, confusion and... comfort? — He then scoffed and rolled his eyes. — "Whatever Crazy." — But since then, he's considerably lowered his harshness. — What can I say? He's a simple man.

— Following that day, he hadn't made one mocking remark on you. None. Of course the whole League what shocked like "wtf?" — He even started making small talks with you every now and then. Which left the League even more "wtf?!!??" — Toga and Twice are secretly planning a matchmaking plan for the both of you, enemies to lovers troop. — Moving on. — I feel Dabi after he's gotten a bit comfortable with you would be... well– again Dabi. — Okay well, Dabi but a tad bit softer. He'd help you with minor jobs or talk to you a little more and stuff like that.

— He let's you treat to his wounds, even his minor ones cuz now he just likes seeing you. — Also convinced Shigaraki to let you go with him on missions in case anything were to happen and he needed immediate medical attention. — I know, the boy just flipped the switch. Dabi hasn't got much love or care from his father as a kid so seeing you be so tender to him makes him feel stuff he's never felt. — Sometimes, he'd even get sick on purpose just to be hauled to your room so he can lay on your bed and dwell in your pretty scent from your pillowcase while you're fussing over him– — It happens sometimes though, don't get too excited. — What? You actually thought he was gonna realize he had a crush on you? We're still on the prologue, he doesn't start accepting his feelings until chapter 2 or 3.

— But maybe, he might get used to calling you his teammate (no he will not call you his friend either, he's not there to make friends people and besides, you'll need to wait for that till the next chapter) — He also always keeps an extra cigarette for you for whenever you're tired at the end of the day and go to the roof with him for a smoke. — Prolly blows smoke in your face whenever you are trying to complain to him about what went wrong during the day. — Yes, people, Dabi's still gonna me a dickhead to you. — You both try flicking your cigarettes at other people's head after you're done with them. — Missing the target is obviously a 0. Head shot is 50 points, face shot is 45 points, torso shot is 20 points, legs or anywhere below is 10 points and if you miss your shot and hit another person, it's 60. — And if the person ends up howling in pain, congratulations, you've just earned yourself a free treat. — Yes, of course he likes playing these morbid games with you. — And yes, of course he's gonna distract you during your turn just so he can get more points than you. — All in all, you may have had a rough track at the starting, but things are starting to get a little less rocky now.

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 ━━━ ❥

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ : ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴀɴɢsᴛ, sᴇʟғ-ʜᴀʀᴍ, ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, ɪɴsᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ sᴇx, ᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛᴏʙᴀᴄᴄᴏ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ, sᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ.

ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

ᴘʟᴏᴛ : ɪɴsᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, sᴏ ᴅᴀʙɪ ɢᴏᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ʙᴇᴅ, ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 1.7ᴋ

This was a new low, even for you.

You hadn't moved an inch from your bed ever since insecurity had broken you down. Society had crumbled you into the literal epitome of self-hate itself. It's almost as though the world was mocking you for not reaching up to the beauty standards that it held so high.

Was it a punishment? Or was the world more cruel than he thought? Whatever it was, it broke Dabi's heart, shattering it into pieces. It was one thing if civilization came after him. After all, he was a villain, and he's used to the pain. But you? Oh god.

Joshilyn Jackson once said that God gave us crying so other folks could see when we needed help, and help us. But right now, he was cursing the god for making you feel this pain. If anything, the folks were pushing you down into more self-loathing.

Everything he tried ended up nothing more than a failed mission. He'd get up and try, and when he was unsuccessful, he'd go to the roof and cry. It wasn't just the blood of your self harm that he saw everyday, but also the streaks of crimson down his cheeks.

But it was brutal what they'd done to you.

"Doll, please get up for me."

"I still think you're beautiful sweetheart, you don't need to look like the photoshops in the magazines."

"Come on babydoll, at least spread your legs for me. Let me fuck you numb of this cruel pain."

"You need to eat baby mouse, please. Open up."

"No little one... don't do that. Give Dabi the blade back."

There was nothing but pure desperation dripping in his words. Not a trickle of lust, or anger, or demand, or anything for that matter could be heard other than a helpless pleading tone blending in with despair and sadness.

When all was drained and none was well, he'd lay himself beside you, tracing his rough fingers over the cicatrixes that marked itself on your body. Your empty tears would drip on his clothes, mingling with your self harm blood. Though by now, it was normal to him.

Finally, sighing an exhale from his lips, he sat up on the covers. His scarred hand reached up to wipe his droopy tears, cleansing his face of any lingering vulnerability there was still on. He eyes your hollow body for a minute or two before sighing, sitting you up on his lap.

"C'mon dollface... time to get up," he whispered softly to you as he brushed your tears away. "You want something to eat?"

You shook your head softly, staring into abyss. Eating meant weight gain. Weight gain would mean fat. Fat meant ugly. Not like you weren't already. You had self-harm scars practically littered on your thighs and stomach. Something which you hated. But Dabi loved.

His calloused fingers stroked your fresh wounds, feeling the dried blood under his finger pads like bumpy rocky roads of crimson. The scars spoke for themselves when you couldn't, something which he adored while staring at you naked in bed when he'd fuck you.

What you saw as disgusting, he saw as attractive. And what he saw as disgusting, you saw as attractive. He would have been quite the hypocrite to be telling you to embrace your scars while he struggled with his own, so that's why he never did.

His turquoise balls of vision looked down at you, tracing over your features. Every curve, every contour, every imperfection, almost as though he was trying to memorize it. His lips found your cheek, sucking it a small kiss for a reaction.

"Tell me something." He said, his voice low and gruff, with a tinge of vulnerability.

Your hollow eyes leisurely scanned the room until it landed on him, staring at the reflection of cold beauty.

"I wanna fall asleep."

"Fall asleep? Like for a couple hours? Cuz I have sleeping pills for that if you–"

"I meant forever." Your voice spoke, a bit more softer yet firm.

He paused for a moment, his fingers still tracing over your scars. It wasn't... unexpected of you to be suicidal. In fact, he couldn't blame you for wanting to kill yourself, just to get away from this world's harsh criticism. Yet he didn't like the idea of you going to the Reaper.

"Wanna meet your maker, huh doll?"

"Just wanna get away from here..."

"I can tell... can't blame you for wanting to end it all."

He watched your hand slip away to the blade on the nightstand, wrapping your fingers around it. Instinctively, his lips pressed to your shoulder, giving you a kiss as you dragged the blade along your flesh, drawing new lines of blood on your thighs.

His hand went to grab your wrist. He didn't stop you though, he was just making sure you didn't cut yourself too deep. He knew you needed this, to let your emotions loose from the chaos thundering inside your mind.

It was ever so a surprise to you that he wasn't pissed at you for having suicidal thoughts. Then again, he wasn't pissed at you for even self-harming. He never said a word. He just left you in the bathroom until it was finished, and then came back to clean you up.

It made you ponder some nights, why was it he did that? Why was it he would walk out without a word after seeing you tear-streaked, sitting on the bathroom floor with gashes of blood oozing out, only to come back with a first aid kit and patch you up without any anger.

It was bugging you out, and you needed an answer.

"Touya...?" you started cautiously, putting the blade back on the nightstand.

"Hmm?" he hummed in response, completely unfazed by the use of his given name.

By now he was used you calling his real name. It sounded soothing, slipping so sweetly from your lips as though it was made to be said like that.

"Why do you never stop me from cutting myself?"

Again, Dabi paused for a second, thinking his words over before replying back.

"Would you stop if I told you to?"

A wave of silence filled the room, drowning you in his words. Would you if he asked?

"No... I wouldn't."

"Exactly dollface... so why should I stop you?" he spoke simply, pressing a kiss to your nape. "I know it's a coping mechanism... a pretty fucked up one too at that. But it helps nevertheless, yeah? I'd be a hypocrite to tell you for cutting when I burn myself too."

Your eyes shot up at his words, a tinge of confusion and surprise breaking through your hollow demeanor.

"You... you burn yourself?"

"Yeah, I do. To feel."

"To feel... to feel what?"

He shrugged, holding you close, your back pressed to his chest and chin rooted to your locks.

"Just to feel."

"Just to feel?" you repeated his words, slightly annoyed by his vague responses.

He chuckled at your slight irritation, pressing a kiss to your head.

"Yes doll. To feel. Anything but numb."

You looked up at him, watching his stoic expression falter slightly. A flicker of vulnerability cracked through his cold demeanor, alerting you of his broken self.

"You gonna tell me off for it mouse?"

"Of course not. I'd be a humbug if I did."

He raised an eyebrow at your choice of words, chuckling mockingly at them.

"Humbug huh? Where'd you learn that from?"

"A book." you replied, slightly confused.

He scoffed, tangling his fingers in your locks and stroking them between his fingers.

"Interesting book..."

You stayed silent at that, reeking his presence and touch. For a man like him, he must obviously feel insecure too.

"Do you ever hate the way you look?"

"All the time babydoll."

He said it as though it was nothing. Like it meant nothing. The casualty nearly infuriated you.

"Have you ever wanted to kill yourself?"

"Yes I have."

That made you stop again, staring up at him.

"You're just as broken as I am..."

"You have no idea dollface." he drawled, chuckling at your words.

He tugged his teeth softly on your lobe, gauzing out a little whine from you. That was the best he'd gotten from you ever since you'd shut down.

"Doll... I want you to listen to me. And I want you to listen good. Life is gonna be a bitch to you yeah? They're gonna push you down with beauty standards... expectations... of what you have to be. Of what you need to be. But I want you to know, that despite everything we've been through... I think you're perfect just the way you are..."

He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. He could already see your eyes getting slightly glossy from his reassurance, which earned a smirk from him before he continued.

"...and I don't want you to just take my word for it. I want you to believe in it yourself. To feel it for yourself. I want you to be able to look in the mirror and appreciate yourself for once. Even the flaws... I know it's probably very hypocritical of me since I don't follow it, but I'm trying too mouse. Just hang in there for me yeah? We'll get through this together."

A tinge of pink flushed your cheeks and nose, looking up at his turquoise eyes, which were once a sign of danger, now melted in a form of softness and vulnerability. You reached your pinky down, locking it in his.

"I promise... Touya..."

He snorted, letting out a sardonic chuckle.

"Pink promise huh, little one? What are you, five?"

"Don't ruin it Dabi."

"Alright geez."

He let out a last chuckle before interlocking his pinky with yours, a smirk stitched on his lips.

"Say doll... which of our struggles do you wanna tackle first?"

"One that breaks everyone down like us."

He smirked, leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek. A tiny squeal left your lips, giving him an opportunity to savor your old self, which was back to normal.

"Oh yeah...? And what would that be?"

"It's called Insecurity."

Guys I need help finding a dabi ff that I have read on ao3.

I tried searching for it in the dabi/reader tag and I cannot find it no matter what.

The reader have a really simple quirk, a cherry blossom quirk ( and gives off flowery smell ). If I remember correctly ( I can be totally wrong on how it started I don't remember 🤷🏻‍♀️) it started as reader coming back from work and seeing dabi injured and took him to her house (?)

Then they spent some time together and fell inlove, she took him to her family holiday or like a family gathering.

After a while his villainous friends started getting suspicious on like where is dabi? He isn't participating in their lovely outings so tomura tells dabi to kill her or like get rid of her or he will, dabi couldn't do anything and I think the reader gets kidnapped by them and gets thrown off a cliff so hawk saves the reader and fakes her death for a while, and dabi is going crazy about the reader's death and tries to get revenge.

In the end they meet again and live happily ever after 🎉

That's all I remember, I may get somethings wrong since it's been a while since I read it so tumblr do ur thing 😔😔😔

What's next?! We find out who the UA traitor is?!!