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Okay so. This has been living rentfree in my head for a long ass time so why not dump it here?

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Why do I feel like this would be Dabi's facial expressions to you riding him?

Him praising you and telling you to go harder–

When he cums–

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Face it, none of us are welcome in heaven. So why don't you have tango with Dabi in Hell?

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐈𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 ━━━ ❥

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ : ɢᴏʀᴇ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs, sᴛᴏᴄᴋʜᴏʟᴍ sʏɴᴅʀᴏᴍᴇ, ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏᴛɪᴄ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, sᴇᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ.

ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

ᴘʟᴏᴛ : ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ᴅɪsᴛʀᴇssɪɴɢ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴ ɪʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴅᴀʙɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs sᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴜsɪɴᴇss ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ.

ᴀ/ɴ : ᴏᴋᴀʏ ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʟᴏɴɢ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ғᴇᴠᴇʀ.. ᴀʟsᴏ, ɪ ᴅᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴅᴏʟʟ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇ-ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ɪᴛ. ᴍʏ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇs ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ, ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ'ᴍ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴡᴇʟʟ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ʀᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴅᴜʟʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋ.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 1.7ᴋ

It seemed real.

The azure flames were nowhere in sight. Nor was his figure or voice that always haunted after you. Where had he gone? He told you to run. And you did. But did he abandon you back into this cruel world? The world he always kept you away from?

Maybe it was a bad idea to have begged him to take you out. But you'd been such a good girl for him. Obedient and compliant. And he did say you could choose what you wanted as a reward. Although now, you were starting to regret your decision.

You kept wandering around the woods, hoping to find your captor. Well, not captor anymore. More like, your love. He told you run after being surrounded by rival villains. And, being the compliant doll you were broken into now, you obliged.

Like his good little girl.

But now you had lost him. And fear was paralyzing every thought that fluttered alive in your head. You never thought you'd worry for someone who kidnapped you. But now, all you could think of was Could he have been killed? Would they come for you next?

Oh, what would Dabi do if he was in your place? Probably not be a coward, that's for sure. But your fright had overpowered your bravery a long time ago. All you had for company was a bunch of wooden towers, ending with nests of leaves and branches at the very top.

The trees were merciless, blocking off every ray of moonlight they could so you only had to depend on instinct to guide you. Occasional footsteps would reach your ears, but you brushed it off as the tramping of a wild animal.

That was, until you felt a palm grasp your waist. You gasped, praying it was Dabi as you whipped around to see who it was. Your hopeful wish, however, was shattered when you saw another man standing there, a psychotic grin on his face.

His rival in villainy.

You scream never left your lips when he shoved a gag into your mouth, tripping you down onto the earth beneath you. The grass, ruthless as it was, broke your fall with a loud thud, piercing it's hardness into your skull as it started to drip with blood.

The man stood over your injured figure, grinning widely at you. Fear immobilized your body as you felt your throat gulp your spit down. Big mistake. It was an action of fright. Enough to make him pounce on you.

You tried to scream through the gag as he pinned you down against the soil, silently pleading for Dabi to come and save you. But he was nowhere in sight, which gave the man more of a reason to mock you. He grabbed your chin, spitting at your face wickedly.

"Did you actually think the burned pig on steroids would take me down? How cute."

He let out a derisive laugh, smashing your head back against the ground again. Blood dripped out of every exit it could, creating a makeshift pillow of liquid underneath you. Tears swam in your eyes from the pain. What had he done to Dabi?

It was almost as if he could read your mind, for he replied to your question in a condescending tone.

"Oh don't worry. I took care of him. He's in a better place now. At least, that's what your parents paid me handsomely to do so anyways."

Your heart dropped at his words, and you swore you felt your life go off for a second. If it were you before the Stockholm syndrome, you would've been crying from joy. But now, all you could sob for was Dabi's life. Your parents did this to him. How did they find out?!

Again, he seemed to have read your mind. His voice dropped a few decibels, speaking in a low, eerie voice.

"A little birdie told them, in case you were wondering. He had guts, and he lived to keep them too. Your little "captor" on the other hand, just wasn't strong enough. And now I've got you all to myself."

Your eyes widened to the size of saucers at his words. You tried to lift your legs to kick him, but he held you down from each side, leaving you completely helpless. You lifted your head to head bump him, but he crashed it against the ground, causing more blood to drip out.

You let out a muffled cry, several more tears trickling down your eyes as you started to sob. He, on the other hand, looked gleeful at your crippled state. His eyes traced down your teary eyes, flushed cheeks, runny nose, bleeding hair. It was all too good for him.

"Let's go home, shall we doll?"

"–Doll?"

"–I'm gonna have so much fun with you–"

"–Doll wake up–"

"–You're all MINE now!"

"Y/N!"

You awoke with a sobbing scream, jolting your body up as you did so. Your eyes were already filling with tears. Your breath was coming out in short gasps and you felt your head go dizzy. Your eyes adjusted to the dark room in front of you, and the worried Dabi beside.

You let out a choked whimper before breaking into sobs, feeling yourself go onto autopilot as you crawled into his lap, crying. His eyebrow perked up in confusion, but he instinctively wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer. Was the nightmare that bad?

A mixture of emotions were running through him. Satisfaction, giddiness, confusion, and most of all, boiling anger and jealousy. True, you had just started to crawl to him after you accepted his love for you. But it still felt nice to see you come willingly again and again.

But his giddiness was overpowered with rage at the filthy nightmare you were having. How dare it make you cry? If it weren't for it's inability to exist physically, he'd have burned it to ashes by now. His lips reached down to your ear to coo in his sickeningly sweet voice.

"Oh poor babydoll, did the nightmare scare you that bad?"

He couldn't help but keep a hint of mockery in his tone, but by now, you were used to it. You sniveled pathetically, nodding your head at his sweetly jeered question. He couldn't help but wanna snicker at your pitiable state. But he couldn't deny he felt a bit perturbed too.

"What did you dream about dollface? What made you so scared you came crawling to me?"

You told him your dream, occasionally broken by whimpers or tiny sobs. And by each word, his gaze darkened. All his excitement and giddiness had crumbled into a raging fire of anger, vexation and jealousy. By the end of it, he was reeking of hostility.

"You dreamt of that scumbag killing me and taking you away?"

You could hear the low, dark tone in his voice, which immediately made you shiver in his arms. You were stuck. If you denied, he'd punish you. But if you agreed, he'd punish you too. You didn't have a choice either way, but denying seemed worse. So you played victim.

"I–I'm sorry Dabi. I–I know no one could e–ever take me away from y–"

"And you dreamt of your family paying him for that?!"

"Dabi, I am so, so sorry, I didn't–"

"Shut up."

He voice was spitting venom as he ordered you to shut your trap. Your whimpering apologies quietened down, looking at him fearfully. Yet he didn't show signs of hurting you. No. He was gonna hurt someone, just not you.

Without another word, he laid you back down on the bed and tucked you in gently, almost too gently. His fingers went to stroke your hair as his other hand gathered up all your plushies, pushing them up to surround you.

"Go back to sleep baby, I've got some business to take care of, hmm?"

You blinked confused, but he just leaned in, letting his lips tickle your forehead. He placed a few more sweet kisses on your face before getting in, spooning you in his arms and waiting for you to fall asleep. He needed you asleep before he took care of this situation.

But you didn't.

You kept tossing and turning, forcing yourself back asleep, which irritated him. He tried to whisper sweet nothings to lull you to sleep, caress your body, stroke your hair. But nothing was working. He felt his rage reach it's peak.

Finally, he threw the covers off him and got up, storming out of the room. You felt yourself gulp, throwing the covers over your head. The worst possibilities started coursing through your head. Was he going to punish you for not falling asleep?

Nope. He just came back with a box of sedatives. He was gonna sedate you to sleep. You sighed, a mixture of helplessness but great relief coursing through your veins. If you denied this, you'd definitely get punished. Plus, you could use some sleep.

"Open your mouth baby."

You obliged obediently, opening it wide open. He smirked at your compliance, making a mental note to reward you for it later as he put the pill in your mouth. You swallowed without argument, reaching over for the water bottle on the nightstand and taking a swig.

A few minutes later and you were drowsy, yawning and droopy eyed. Dabi's smirk widened even more as he bent down, pushing your hair out of your face and giving you a soft yet possessive kiss. You could feel his psychotic grin through the kiss, but you didn't argue.

Good doll.

He pulled away, just in time for you to shut your eyes and fall asleep. His fingers tangled in your hair, stroking and combing your locks before leaning in close to your ear, giving the outer shell a teasing flick with his tongue.

"Sleep well doll. Dabi's got some business to take care of."

He stood up, giving you one final glance of obsession before turning and walking out of the room. He was going to make sure you were safe from that despicable bastard and your filthy family. After all, they won't be able to hurt you when he's around.

Not If They're Dead.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ sᴏᴏɴ

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 😔😔😔

ain't life wonderful?

MHA boys leaving you lil' love notes

pair: MHA boys x gn! reader warning: none. ft: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Overhaul, Shigaraki, Shinso and Monoma. content: MHA boys being- cuties? Idk anymore.

an: this mfs r my fav characters from the series- n honestly the only ones i'm somewhat comfortable to write about (sorry if ur fav ain’t here). i added some of my own hcs as well, like Aizawa being Shinsou’s (adoptive) dad.

w/c: 761

DABI— » he would be the type to write something direct. ‘i love you’ or ‘i miss you’ in a lil’ note he puts in your jacket pocket without you knowing, so that when you check your pocket, you’ll see it- and of course the signature would be something like ‘-D’ simple- but you know who sent it to ya. you definitely find it adorable; next time you see him, you thank him with a kiss and a smile.

HAWKS— » this man is like one of those lunch moms. will write you either a lil’ daily small poems or he will write about how much he loves you, and how much he can’t wait to see you after he finishes his daily patrol. he is a very clingy and smug person and is not afraid to fly to your work (unannounced) if you forgot you lunch at home or something (there will be an extra note on that lunch). he also hopes you are safe at all times, to make sure of this, he gave you a small feather of his from the start of the relationship (you keep it with you at all times).

AIZAWA— » not a man of much words. he prefers actions, since they do say more than words. he normally gives you the lil’ note in the morning before he leaves to teach. they normally range from ‘have a good day’ to ‘see you later’ or just giving you a heads up if he is coming home late. you always appreciate his lil’ notes, and let him know by waiting for him everyday till he gets home, no matter how late (cus you love him).

OVERHAUL— » i really don’t know if he would be the type to write notes, i feel like he is the type to go up to you and say what he wants to deliver. if he does leave lil’ notes it’s probably telling you some sort of information or event he is having/going to; ‘look over Eri, i’ll be late today. don’t wait for me, eat dinner and please rest’. i do feel like he will leave a little heart with a small ‘ily’ or he would use a fancy ass stamp with his initials so that you know it’s him who sent it to you and that it’s legit.

SHIGARAKI— » he is the type to make a lil’ note but digital. you're playing a video game together? he will use the in-game chat to send you lil’ notes, even if you are both in the same room or in voice chat. he loves to leave little messages in games, specially in animal crossing, he will make you little signs showing how much he misses you and loves you for staying by his side. (he prefers to leave notes or spend quality time with you as he plays video games instead of showing physical affection because he is scared of hurting you with his quirk)

SHINSOU— » just like his dad (Aizawa) Shinsou is more of an ‘action person’, rather than words. so writing lil’ notes is right up his alley. he will definitely make it a bit more heartfelt. he will write you little ‘i love you’ and ‘can’t wait to see you’ with little hearts around them and flowers… (he is a little bit of a shy artists- we love that though) will also sign it ‘-Shin’ and either put it in your jacket, in a book or give it to you personally.

MONOMA— » ‘i love myself’ (jk… maybe.) if he is dating you it’s because you somehow got through his narcissistic ass personally (said with love). once he is comfortable with you and vice versa, he is more lovable and his energy is dial down a bit. he definitely would write lil’ notes, sometimes he would just say it to your face: ‘meet me after my shift’ or ‘let’s walk home together’. he will of course keep some of his personality shining every time he is with you, he always needs your attention on him, and only him.

Masterlist

LoV reacting to you wearing their t-shirt for the first time

req/by: @supernatural-hunter1 pair: LoV (League of Villains) x gn! reader  warning: suggestive content. ft: Dabi, Shigaraki, Twice, Spinner, Compress and Kurogiri. content: literally just the LoV people seeing you wearing one of their pieces of clothing (t-shirt) for the first time since you started dating.

an: first request! hopefully y'all like it <3 i really hope i did all of these beautiful people justice.

w/c: 0.9k

DABI— » as soon as you walk into the bedroom Dabi and you share, whistling is the first thing you hear. you turn your head towards him, looking up to meet his gaze. of course he has something to say- he always does. “looking pretty… could that be my shirt?” he almost acts like he does not know. “no, it’s just an oversized shirt of mine— of course it’s yours!” you sigh and walk up to him, handing him a cup of coffee. he takes it, his smirk only widening at your sarcastic remark. “looks good on you, keep it, yeah baby?” he says in a cocky tone, using his free hand to grab you by the waist and pull you closer. “… looks real good…” chuckling in a deep note and loving the way you get all flustered from him basically— liking ‘the view’.

SHIGARAKI— » “when did you ask me if you could wear my shirt?” he asked, a bit confused… a hint of irritation (maybe). “i need permission to wear your shirts?” you ask, raising an eyebrow. he looks away and mumbles something you couldn’t quite figure out. you chuckle lightly and place both cups of coffee on his desk, walking up to him and sitting at the edge of the bed. “is it because it’s a limited edition shirt?” you ask already knowing the answer. “….no—“ he looks away, then back at you; “yes. it is a limited edition… I don’t want it to get ruined-“ he admits, but there was a hint of reluctance. “it… looks good on you though….” you turn to him and smile; “thank you Shigi.”

TWICE— » short circuit. his brain goes kaput not gonna lie. would stare at you with his mouth slightly gaped and blinks multiple times to make sure what he is seeing is real. “that’s my shirt…” he says- almost a question but also a statement? you nod “yeah, is it… problem or?” he quickly shakes his head “NO— I mean… no… not a problem at all-“ you smile and hand him a cup of coffee, “great, cus it’s comfortable and i wasn’t planning on taking it off.” you state ‘as-a-matter-of-fact’. “i wouldn't want it any other way...” he says, taking the cup, “looks really good on you- you might as well keep it.” he smiles and takes a sip of coffee.

SPINNER— » stares at you like the lil reptile he is. he blushes- even through his scales, you can see it. “spinner? Hello??” you wave your hand in front of his face and snap your fingers. he comes back (to reality) after the snap and blinks a bit. “oh- i- sorry… got distracted…” he moves one of his hands to the back of his neck looking embarrassed. “distracted? with wha—? oh.” You cut yourself off as you remembered you are indeed wearing one his shirts. “sorry if it bothers you, my clothes are on the washing machine-“ you chuckle lightly and apologize. “It’s fine… it- looks good on you.” he grabs one of the cups in your hands and takes a small sip trying to avoid eye contact and you giggle at him. “alright then, thank youuuu!” you smile and sit next to him.

COMPRESS— » feel like he would be so smug about it. you enter the room wearing one of his button-ups, he does not even try to hide the fact he is staring at you, looking you up and down with not hesitation and with very specific intentions. "mine?" he asks, knowing damn well it is. you nod and hand him a cup of coffee as you smile. "mmm... looks good, i'll buy you some so you have your own if you want." you shake your head, "no— the point is that its yours, that's why i'm wearing it." that wins you a chuckle coming from him and a raise of his hands in defeat, "alright, sorry... you look cute anyways, and i like that you like it because its mine."

KUROGIRI— » he would be cleaning the bar after a long day, just to see you walk and sit in front of him on the counter wearing one of his button-ups. the first 3 buttons weren’t closed, so while you leaned your hands on the table he could see some of your chest. “why?” was all you heard from him as you chuckled. “i was bored, saw one of your shirt, made you some coffee… and here we are.” you smile while you slide the cup to him. “always full of surprises i suppose.” he sighs but smiles and thanks you for the gesture. “just don’t walk around the base like that… close it up— a bit more… please. next time.” you nod and smile, “yes sir!”. he shakes his head and sighs, “you are always so extra, i swear…” you look at him and smile, “yet you still love me!” Masterlist

i’d like to formally thank @kelin-is-writing for gifting me my new alarm, nothing better to wake up to🫶🏻

his deep voice and the grunt as he grinned... SOMEBODY HOLD ME 💀

not me romanticizing what it would be like to have a stalker of my own that knew me better than i know myself… what in the actual fuck is wrong with me

the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object

i will not be sleeping tonight.

some freehand dabi sketches cause he still is my comfort fictional psycho murder boi

life changing experience it’s mandatory now, thank me later @missrosegold

If you haven’t read @missrosegold Touya fics then what are you doing?????

@missrosegold ‘s soft dabi works cure my soul and i guarantee they’ll cure yours too

ALSO

missrosegold using the #dabicentric !!!

pls we must get that # trending its my life goal

Going back to writing soft Dabi bc after Demon!Dabi I need him to be gentle. 🥺

Some cute thoughts I think the MHA chars would do with their significant others! <3

Makes you slow dance with them : Aizawa, All Might, Present Mic, Iida, Bakugo, Mr Compress, Twice, Kiri, Midoriya

Plays hyperpop / upbeat / jazz and makes you dance with them : Present Mic, Sero, Denki, Kiri

They enjoy being the little spoon : Shoto, Iida, All Might, Shiggy, Dabi, Twice

Caressing your body non-sexually : Present Mic, Midoriya, Kiri, Shiggy ( With special gloves on), Aizawa, All Might, Mr Compress

Old Furniture from second hand stores / relatives : Aizawa, All Might, Dabi, Shiggy, Twice

Should I make more of these or write something based on one? Lemme know ! :)

Dabi x black reader

Pt, 1

-no quirk ua, mature, slowburn??

Could read on Wattpad-

There's too many people here. It's suffocating me, I pushed myself through the different bodies that bumped against one another, others that are moving a little to close.

I needed to go somewhere nice and quiet, needed to clear my head and have fresh air. Toga my closest friend invited me saying I need to get "some freedom" in my life, what I didn't expect a house party to come about.

I mangle through the crowd making my way to the basement door. Walking down hearing the floor creak beneath me

I sighed hearing nothing but quietness down here and I continued to make my way down seeing no one made me wanna jump with excitement.

I walked to the couch and plopping down with a dramatic sigh setting my head back against the Couch.

Too many people are here.. how can toga do it? I wonder. I shouldn't have came, one thing for sure parties ain't for m-

My thoughts were cut off by a door shutting making me quickly get up looking towards the stairwell i wasn't drunk.. well maybe not too drunk but I'm definitely not crazy.

I now hear footsteps coming down and I met eyes with a boy with white hair, blue eyes, and tattoos coming down from his neck to his arms. Well the only tattoos visible for me. I looked back to his face seeing a nose ring on the right side of his nose, he fine as fuc-

"Staring is rude"

His raspy voice pulled me from my thoughts, "intruding is rude" I blinked his eyes lowered slightly like he's examining me.

"What? You throwing this party?" He walked over taking a seat next to me "no, my close friend toga is."

"You know crazy girl?" He leaned back beside me putting his head against the couch. "We go way back"

He hummed before looking away I kept quiet I'm not really the talkive type so it was pretty awkward, "why are you here?" He asked "excuse me?" I snapped out my thoughts before looking his way "you seem like you'd be in your books all the time."

I nit my eyebrows together before smiling a little. "What a girl can't have fun?" He hummed again.. "I never got your name" he spoke in a low tone

"Y/n" that was stupid.. why would I give him my name.. knowing the state I was in. Stupid stupid y/n.

I blinked twice waiting for his response, but I never got one

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding letting my lips apart from each other. "Yours?" He raised a brow looking towards me moving closer than before.

He brought him a hand to touch my cheek rubbing against it softly "Dabi, doll face" he said before letting his hand rest against his leg again

What the fuck?

"Bold are we?" I raised a brow "very" he smirked making his dimples pop out. "Well nice to meet you Dabi" I said adding emphasis on his name "i like the way you say it, say it again" he came closer again

Something inside me wanted to be bold, maybe the alcohol, maybe me coming out my shell.

I moved my lips to his ear "I could say it a lot more whiner and breathless" I whispered teasingly before removing myself making a little space between us

He smirked coking his head to the side "what's with the vibe change doll face?"

He moved his hand gliding up my arm then putting his hand around my neck pulling me closer to his face

"I want you all to myself" the more he looked the more he pull you closer looking down to your lips then to your eyes again

"Prove it" I said quietly. Keeping my eyes on his lips

Our lips almost touched

"HEY I THOUGHT I SAID NO ONE-" I flinched before looking where the voice came from "is allowed.." she mumbled, I seen my close friend toga

Togas eyes stared deeply into mines then to Dabi's then back to mines forming a smile

I quickly removed myself from dabi's grasp "togs it's not what it looks like" it's like she wasn't listening before she squealed "I knew making you come was gonna do something!" She laughed

I looked over to Dabi who had a sneaky ass smirk leaning back as if he's enjoying himself I removed myself from the couch making my way towards the over joyed blond grabbing her arm so we could leave

Leaving Dabi without a good bye as he smirked at the whole altercation.

Making this the start of his unhealthy obsession.

Hunger

Pairing: Dark Dabi x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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Female Reader

SUMMARY: Leaving you with an empty stomach is the first step for Dabi’s plan to break you. 

WARNINGS: Implied Kidnapping; Starvation; Manipulation.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

Finally entering the Bnha fandom. Give me more ideas, pls, a girl doesn't know what to write :)

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You wince at the pain that blossoms in your middle.

Your stomach far too tired to growl properly, having resigned to prolonged painful pangs - a pitiful form of begging to which you can’t answer. Your whole body feels weak, no strength left in your limbs aside from a dizzy mind that keeps drifting away.  

You can’t even remember when was the last time you ate something - courtesy from Dabi. He is a vindictive asshole, you knew that from the start.

Wasn't that the reason you got yourself kidnapped? Your constant refusal to his advances snapping him off enough to kidnap you.

But you didn’t think he’d make you starve for days as retaliation for all the yelling and shouting the nastiest insults you could find at the black-haired man. 

You’d kill for a single bite of that delicious crusty pizza you ate that one time. Or that mouth-watering hamburger that so often appears in television advertisements.

Just the memory of food has your stomach hurting even more and you curl your arms around your body in the bed, feeling yourself getting weaker by the minute. 

As time tediously drags by, you fall into a light slumber, wincing at the regular stomach aches. 

The faint noise of the apartment door opening barely means anything to you, however the subtle aroma of warm food that reaches your nose triggers your eyes open. 

It floats through the small apartment, the smell of delicious cuisine bringing water to your dry mouth and you gulp. Are you dreaming?

Footsteps and the chickling of plates is all your ears catch and it doesn’t take long before Dabi appears at the door, holding a plastic tupperware.

“Wakey wakey, sweetheart. Look what I got here.”

You sniff, head rising fragilely and your stomach growls loudly. Dabi chuckles at that, stepping closer to you.

“Looks like someone is hungry.” he opens the container and you almost choke when the luscious smell of seasoned food hits your nostrils. 

One of your hands unconsciously raises, fingers greedily reaching for the tupperware but Dabi is quick in moving it away from your reach, placing it on the floor behind him, knowing there’s no way for you to reach it given the heavy chain attached to your ankle. 

“Now, now, sweetheart, where are your manners?” 

“I’m hungry…” your weak voice brings a feline smile on Dabi’s voice, features twisting with pleasure at the hunger in your face, your cheeks slightly sunken with malnutrition.

“Not so strong now, are we? What happened? Got yourself into a diet?” he maliciously retorts. 

He slowly sits at the edge of the bed, blue eyes attentive to your reaction but you offer him none.

You’re too tired, too hungry to put up with him. The pit in your belly only worsens with each second and you’re about to beg Dabi when his hand reaches for your face, tenderly caressing your cheek. 

The momentaneous satisfaction in his disfigured face is broken into irritation when you recoil, pulling your face away from him, avoiding his touch.

His fingers harden into an angry fist and he scowls for a moment before forcing himself to calm down. 

“Always an ungrateful brat, aren’t you? An ungrateful stupid brat.” his eyes get colder as he glares at you. “Never able to appreciate all the things I do for you, huh? Always so-”

He stops, shaking his head before straightening his back and then he smiles - a wicked terrifying smile that has you forgetting about your devastating hunger - as he shrugs his shoulders. 

“Nah, but you know what? Brats don’t deserve to eat anyways.” he shakes some invisible dust off his long jacket, sighing as he starts to stand up,

“Well, guess I’m just gonna eat all that delicious food all by myself since I got no one to share it with. I even bought those delicious crispy chips you liked so much, but oh well.” 

You blink, panic and hunger bubbling in your body as you hopelessly reach for the cloth of his jacket. 

“No, Dabi, please!” you cry out, swallowing the last of your pride and honor as you beg, and he slowly sits back on the bed, “I’m sorry, okay? Please…”

His jaw twitches with enjoyment and the corner of his lips curl. 

“Yeah, is that so? Little brat wants to be a good girl now?” 

You nod eagerly despite the knot that tightens in your heart, but you can’t afford to think about any of this. You have to eat. 

“You sure about that? I’m not forcing you or anything, right?” 

The irony of his words would make you roll your eyes if you had the energy for such.

“Then say it. Loud and clear, so there’s no doubt left.”

“I-” you lose track of the words at the sight of his electrifying blue eyes, “I want to be a good girl.”

“Then you can start by acting like a good girl. Come here.” he taps his lap, his hand latching onto your wrist and you don’t resist when Dabi softly tugs you towards him.

A whimper escapes you when your frail muscles are forced to move using the last of your scarce energies but at the end you find yourself perched on top of Dabi’s lap, one leg awkwardly bent while the other lays straight, the chain on your ankle fully stretched.

His arms waste no time wrapping themselves around your waist, your arms getting caught in the way. He nuzzles into your neck, humming in delight despite the obvious tension in your body

“Are you sure you want to be fed? Cause you sure don’t seem very enthusiastic.” his dab is enough to snap you out of your transe and you turn your face towards him, pressing a small kiss to his cheek, cringing when your lips touch the cold staples. 

“That’s better.” he opens into a wide smile. “Wasn’t so hard, after all, huh?”

The rumble from your stomach has you wincing. “Can I eat now?” 

Dabi doesn’t mind you, too busy peppering kisses over the expanse of your shoulder.

“Dabi?”

“Hum, maybe in a while.” he winks at you, and you feel sick to your stomach despite having eaten nothing.

“I need to make sure that my good girl doesn’t turn bad.”

they're scheming on how to confess to the love of their life (plot twist: they don't realize it's the same person)

Hunger

Dabi never got over the hungry feeling scratching inside of his body - itching to get out. Flowing in his blood. Seeping out of his pores. The anger - the obsession. You had to be his. (aka Dabi’s childhood best friend becomes a hero and he realises that his feelings never left).

Yandere-ish? Dabi x reader (no gender specified). This is like 600-700 words, so it’s just an idea I had. Might turn it into a longer fic later? This also might not be too realistic since I dropped mha a long time ago

(y/h/n) - your hero name

The bar is empty. The untouched whiskey glasses that sat on top of the cupboards - covered in a thick layer of dust. It’s quiet and the loudest noise in the room is coming from a clock which stayed hung in the corner of the leagues hideout. Shigaraki had left a while ago, probably to run away from the real problems for a few hours and play a few sessions of the game he was overly obsessed with. The others (which were seen on more rare occasions in the bar - unless it had to do something with the meetings) were gone at this hours.

The people that spent most time there, were Dabi and Shigaraki themselves (with the exception of Kurogiri, as he served as the bartender of this lonely bar).

Dabi lets out a sigh as he tilts his head backwards, the staples digging into his skin and he clenches his jaw. An uncomfortable feeling which he was more than used to after all these years. One of the few clean glasses was snug in his palm, no longer cold as the ice had melted a while ago. He slowly lifts it up to his lips and as the the chipped rim touches his bottom lip, he downs whatever mixture of melted ice and shitty cheap whiskey runs down his throat. He grimaces a bit, but shakes off the feeling of disgust. It was better than it had been before. At least now he has where to stay - a roof over his head. And now there’s other people around him too. He’s no longer alone. He sneers in his mind. He’s no longer alone. He needs to be alone. He doesn’t need the help of others to finally get revenge on the man he had to call a father. He tips his head to the front and puts the glass down, rougher than intended. It slams onto the table, filling the room with a loud bang for a second. The same hand reaches for the remote next to it and clicks on the first button it touches. He needs to fill the silence before it drives him completely mad.

But what he doesn’t expect to see is a familiar face. But it’s not a face that causes an unpleasant feeling to seep into his bones. No. It’s quite the opposite. His lips twitch as a small smirk forms on his face, his eyebrows raise in amusement. Finally. Something interesting.

“A new pro-hero is climbing up the ranks. In just a few months, the incredible (y/h/n) has reached the top five.” A woman with dark curly hair, smiles and pictures are displayed on the screen. Your pictures. “The people have been head over heels for the new young hero! The new generation of youth-“ she continues talking, but Dabi blocks out her voice.

You became a hero. You had chosen to continue the path that the both of you had to walk through. You continued the dream that Dabi had buried years ago, with Touya. His finger starts tapping the wooden bar top as a low, rumbling chuckle slips past his lips. He leans forward and rests his face on his palm. A small spark sets off in the inside of his body. A desire.. No. A need. Dabi needs to have you. You’re the only one that can bring some familiarity back into his life that has been longing, without even realising it. The sound of a chair scraping the floor echoes in the room and Dabi slowly walks out of the building of the hideout, the TV still playing in the background. He realises that he never got over the hungry feeling scratching inside of his body - itching to get out. Flowing in his blood. Seeping out of his pores. The anger - the obsession. You had to be his. One way or another, you’ll be laying in his arms soon enough.

He’ll make sure of it.

My Hero Academia

➤ Class 1-A

↳ Aoyama, Yugo

↳ Ashido, Mina

↳ Asui, Tsuyu

↳ Ida, Tenya

↳ Uraraka, Ocacho

↳ Ojiro, Mashirao

↳ Kaminari, Denki

↳ Kirishima, Ejiro

↳ Koda, Koji

↳ Sato, Rikido

↳ Shoji, Mezo

↳ Jiro, Kyoka

↳ Sero, Hanta

↳ Tokoyami, Fumikage

↳ Todoroki, Shoto

↳ Hagakure, Toru

↳ Bakugo, Katsuki

↳ Midoriya, Izuku

↳ Yaoyorozu, Momo

➤ Class 1-B

↳ Awase, Yosetsu

↳ Kiabara, Sen

↳ Kuroiro, Shihai

↳ Kendo, Itsuka

↳ Kodai, Yui

↳ Komori, Kinoko

↳ Shiozaki, Ibara

↳ Monoma, Neito

↳ Yanagi, Reiko

➤ Big 3

↳ Togata, Miriro

↳ Hado, Nejire

↳ Amajiki, Tamiki

➤ Other Classes

↳ Hatsume, Mei

↳ Shinso, Hitoshi

➤ Teachers

↳ Aizawa, Shota (Eraser Head)

↳ Present Mic

↳ Midnight

➤ Pro Heros

↳ All Might

↳ Ms. Joke

↳ Mirko

↳ Kamui Woods

↳ Ryukyu

↳ Hawks

↳ Mt.Lady

↳ Fat Gum

↳ Mandalay

↳ Pixie-Bob

↳ Tiger

↳ Ragdoll

➤ Villains

↳ Cider House

↳ Kurogiri

↳ Shigaraki, Tomura

↳ Dabi

↳ Twice

↳ Himiko Toga

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how about dabi x singer!reader? :) id love to see what you come up with <33

Dabi x Singer!Reader

Hii! Thank you for requesting! Tbh while writing this I started having a headache:'D so this will do for now! There would be a part 2! Hope you enjoyy nd don't mind my grammar:')

Dabi was walking around the streets when he heard a loud commotion. Following the sound with his hood down trying not to look suspicious, he was lead to a park that had a small stage with people cheering around it. He saw a girl sitting down on a chair holding a guitar in the middle of the spot light. "Okay! For the last song I would take a request! What should I sing?" she spoke up, the people around her started chanting different songs that he wasn't familiar with, 'maybe she wrote them' he thought walking and looking around now only seeing the big screen behind her thats says 'Sing around with Y/N L/N!'. He then looked at the girl who now started singing, his eyes wondered at her fingers that was strumming the strings of the guitar that she's holding. He then walked in the park trying to slowly get pass the people around him, approaching the stage out of curiosity for the girl. He reached near the stage with still a good handful of people in front of him but still close enough to see her clearly. She looked around the crowed and made eye contact with him smiling a bit then closed her eyes as she hit a quite high note and ending the song with a last guitar strum. "Thank you for joining me tonight everyone! Hope you had a great time and get home safe!" She said as she stood up bowing down and walking off the stage.

As people were now leaving the park, he stood in place now curious. He then started walking behind the stage seeing a car with a rolled down window at the back showing the famous singer, she seems to be talking on her phone. The car began to move as he looked at the girl, he heard her talk to the driver to take her to a well known hotel she was staying. Curious started walking taking routes to reach the known hotel, reaching his destination he saw y/n entering the hotel. Dabi walked around the building next to the hotel and started climbing at the ladder that was attached on the building. As he reached the top and a side of a balcony was near the ladder, hopping in and peaking inside he saw the famous singer in the room. ''What a luck huh." he said to himself gently putting his fingers on the holes of the sliding door opening it gently. Y/n snapped her gaze at the sound and looked towards the glass seeing a familiar silhouette standing behind it sliding it open. "Hey there doll, long time no see huh?" Dabi entered the room with a smug face pulling his hood down and looking at her.

Dabi x Singer!Reader Part 2

Hey yall! Sorry for the two day delay I got lazy-

Anyway! Here's part twoo! Someone requested about shigaraki and I can't reply to themm but if ur reading this I already wrote something and I'll post it in a day or two. Anywayysss hope yall enjoyy

part 1

3 years ago

Dabi entered your apartment with the spare key he was given by you. You were tired of him always knocking on your window or balcony so you decided to give him a key. Dabi walked up and entered your room where you were sat on your desk in front of your computer with some notebooks. "Hey doll, watcha doing?" Dabi asked closing the door behind him. You slightly turned to him and took one of your earphones out. "Trying to write some songs and editing some beats. I'm having a headache, I can't think of a lyric for my new song." You complained. Dabi chuckles at this and sat down next to you "Well, maybe sitting down next to you will give you an inspiration?" He said with a slight smirk while sitting down next to you. You groaned at his teasing but still greatful that he's kind of helping out with your stress. It's true though, some of the songs you wrote is about him. "Will you stay for the night? You haven't been staying the night for a while now" You pouted. "I'm starting to think you're cheating on me" you continued. Dabi laughs at your assumption then smirks at you. "Nah, you don't got to worry doll. I'm all yours" he said and kissed you on the lips then stood up from his seat and laid down on your bed.

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"Look, I just need rest alright? I'm tired." Dabi said running a hand through his hair. "You're tired? You? What were you doing? You fucking left for two months straight without any messages or anything, you didn't even said goodbye when you left!" You exclaimed angrily. Dabi had left for two months without any word, you thought he died because of what he was doing, you always worried about him always wondering where and how he was. Now he just barged into your home as if he just left yesterday. "Look, okay I'm sorry but I just want to rest alright? Let's drop this now." Dabi said and approaching you trying to hug it out. The both of you were standing in the kitchen as when he entered the house you were cooking dinner. "No. Get out Dabi, I'm tired of being like this. You always do this, just- let's just stop seeing each other alright? Leave." You spat at him and moved your body away. Dabi looked at you his eyes widening at your response, dabi smiled then looked down. "Alright dollface, I'll leave" He looked back up to you. "See you around yeah? Wanna see you being successful while I suffer, alright? I'll take my leave now. See you whenever." He said hugging you then turning around to leave, leaving the keys you gave to him and shuts the door. You sighed and sat on the floor with your hands on your eyes. You never wanted to tell him off; he was always there for you whenever you were stressing out or can't think of anything to write. He was always there to help. But you were tired, tired of his behavior. Of him always leaving without saying a word. But then again, you'll both see each other again in the future anyways. But something inside of you doesn't want to.

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Back to now.

You stared up at him gulping down. "D-dabi?" you said nervously. "The one and only." He smirked at you.