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↝ pairing: Oikawa Tooru x female reader ↝ genre: angst, smut, fluff; best friends to lovers!AU, college!AU, mutual pinning!AU ↝ word count: 9.8k (bro idek at this point) ↝ warnings: swearing, mentions of mentally & physically abusive/unhealthy relationships, soft dom!oikawa, dirty talk, lots of praising, virginity loss, oral (f. receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, lowkey breeding & corruption kink

『A/N: This fic [ deep sigh ] almost had me going crazy but after biting the bullet and telling my anxiety fuck it, I finally finished it. This is partly a belated bday present for my favorite cancer men but also a thank you for 9K. I appreciate the love and support I’ve been receiving with my whole entire heart and promise that I wont ever take it for granted. You are everything to me. (All thank you to cas aka  @karasunosimp​ and name aka @iwaixiumi​ for reading through part of the angst scene!)  Please feel free to leave any form of feedback if you enjoyed it xx zade』 

↝ summary: after your boyfriend breaks things off and throws you out of his apartment in the middle of the night, you find yourself at the door of the only person who has never let you down: Oikawa Tooru.

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anime_irl

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Childhood friends AU ♡

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Mines fucking “Vlad Farmer” are you actually kidding me I’d die on my first day

THIS KILLED ON MY FACEBOOK, so I thought I’d share with my tumblr friends!

WHAT’S YOUR HERO NAME!!?!??!???

mine is…

KID FANTASY!

Let me know what you got in comments or reblogs! Let’s share this fun with everyone!!

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“There’s a town… and the water’s like an ocean…” “What did you expect after all that rain? I’m gonna get there someday. I’ll get out of here for sure.”

– 千と千尋の神隠し (2001) dir. Hayao Miyazaki

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I HAVE NEVER LOOKED AT DENKI LIKE THIS BEFORE...

BUT I SURE AS HELL aM nOw

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I HAVE NEVER LOOKED AT DENKI LIKE THIS BEFORE...

BUT I SURE AS HELL aM nOw

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I love Monoma, he's so underrated.

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LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE. THAT’S A SMILEEE

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Can I have a surprise kiss for Shinsou? Like they keep their relationship private, only for so many people to flirt with the s/o that he just kisses them in public to get them to back off?

Oof, my first Shinso request. Hope I did him justice!

– Mod Katsuki

Hitoshi was sick and tired – more tired than he usually was, and that’s a feat in itself. Even the deep bags under his lilac eyes couldn’t do this newfound tiredness justice. And the cause?

“Babe, go on a date with me!”

Hitoshi’s eye twitched as he glared daggers into the back of the third year blocking your path. You rolled your eyes and tried to duck under the boy’s arm, wanting nothing more than to enter the classroom and greet your boyfriend with your homemade White Day chocolates. The third year wasn’t having any of that though because he moved into your path once again.

“It’s rude not to answer when someone’s complimenting you, darlin’.” His body towered over yours, but that didn’t stop you from glaring daggers so sharp that it almost matched Hitoshi’s. Still, the jerk didn’t cease his incessant flirting, though you didn’t dare respond. Not only was he kind of intimidating, but responding would give him the attention he so desperately craved.

“So is that my chocolate, sweetcheeks?” He pointed down at the heart-shaped box in your hand, licking his lips as he eyed your figure in the process.

Before you could formally introduce your knee to his balls, the senior was suddenly slammed into the side of the door frame. You gaped, realizing another student had suddenly tackled the boy. When they straightened up, your eyes met their blank ones – but they seemed… out of it?

“And it’s rude to hit on someone else’s girlfriend.”

The classroom went silent. Hitoshi had somehow silently maneuvered his way to your side, both hands tucked in his pockets. His gaze focused on the barely-conscious third year, his expression deadpan but unmistakably malicious. The senior groaned and held his head before glaring up at your boyfriend.

“What the fuck? No way she’d date a freak like you.”

“Oh? Is that so?” The grin on Hitoshi’s face nearly met his ears. Slinking his arm around your waist, he pulled you into a fervent kiss, making sure to use enough tongue that everyone could see. He pulled your body so close to his that you could feel a heat rapidly building in your abdomen as your entire face flushed. This kiss was so… dominant, so unlike your usual Toshi. Despite where you were, you found yourself liking this side of him.

The moan that escaped your lips was enough to seal the deal. Hitoshi pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your parted lips to his smirking ones. He glanced at the blushing third year, who was already scrambling to his feet.

“Is that enough proof for you?”, Hitoshi mused.

“T-the hell–” The third years expression quickly went blank, and he stood still and upright next to the other student. With a slight nod of his head, Hitoshi dismissed them before entwining his hand in yours. He smirked slightly, looking at you from the corner of his eye, amused by your speechlessness and prominent blush.

Planting a quick peck on your lips, he led you out of the classroom and towards the rooftop, away from the lingering gazes of his classmates.

“Let’s go, kitten.”

“I-I, uh… y-yeah…”

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Can I get 121 and 115 for Toshi? 💕 (fem). I love your writing 😊

Thank you! And of course you can, I’m a sucker for some ‘Toshi myself lmao

115 - “Please tell me we’re not turning into one of those couples we make fun of”

121 - “Would it be too cliché if we matched clothes a little?”

Humor me // Hitoshi Shinsou

Master List

Warnings: Sexual Hints? Idk what to call it

Summary: Shinsou’s girlfriend is persistent on doing at least one cute couple thing while they are together, and it just so happens she just went on a shopping spree

Rating: Fluff

Pairing: Shinsou x Reader

Hitoshi jumped slightly as his room door slammed open. He sat up on his bed, adjusting to see who had dared to disturb him from his mid-Saturday nap. You stormed in with a smile on his face and a few shopping bags in your hands. You shut the door before parading farther into his room. He moved to sit on the edge of his bed, rubbing his tired eyes as he did so. The bright red bags plopped on his bed next to him as you stood cheerily in front of him.

“Well hello to you too” he yawned. Your smile didn’t leave your face as you placed a quick kiss to his cheek. “What is that?” He asked, pointing to all of the bags that now littered his room. There were way more than he had originally seen.

“So Mina and I went shopping today for and I found a lot of things that I wanted for myself, and some for you, so I bought them” you stated, beginning to unpack on of the bags.

“All of them?” He asked accusingly, looking around at all of the different bags. You slowed your actions, but didn’t stop.

“…Yeah” you replied after a second of silence. He laughed softly, shaking his head at you.

“You have a problem” he stated, looking up at your face. You rolled your eyes at him.

“Ok maybe, but look at how cute these are” you retorted, pulling out a pair of cat plushies that were the exact same. “Plus, they match, so we both get one to remind us of each other” you added, pushing one into his arms. He raised his eyebrows as you then started rambling about a few other things you bought. Until..

“God no” he commented firmly, staring at the red and white Christmas sweater in your hand, and a matching one in the other. One was significantly larger than the other and he knew exactly why before you even said anything.

“Oh come on ‘Toshi, would it be too cliché if we matched just a little?” You asked, jutting out your bottom lip. He nodded, slightly pushing your hand away from him when you tried to hand him the sweater.

“Only when you pair that with matching stuffed animals” he responded, staring at you intently. You sighed, slowly lowering yourself down to sit on his lap.

“You’re not even gonna try it on for me ‘Toshi? I already bought it” you gave him the puppy dog face that you knew for a fact he can’t say no to. You just look so cute and innocent he can’t refuse almost anything you ask when that expression’s on your face. He let out a puff of air, staying silent for a moment. You wrapped two arms around his neck, bringing him a little closer. “Please?”

“Fine” he huffed. You shot off of his lap with a smirk, handing him the sweater again. You quickly pulled off your long sleeved shirt, leaving you in a bra and the black skirt that you adorned. “Well if I knew you were gonna strip for me I would’ve said yes a lot sooner” he smirked, shamelessly checking you out. You swung the sweater, whacking his arm with it.

“Shut up” you laughed. He chuckled as you slid the sweater over your head. The soft fabric clinging to you comfortably as Shinsou slipped out of his hoodie. He pulled the sweater over his head with a sigh, looking at you right afterwards.

“Please tell me we’re not turning into one of those couples we make fun of” he whined slightly, walking over to his full length mirror in the corner of the room. You stood beside him as you inspected the outfits in the mirror.

“I think we are, and now I’m starting to realize that I hate it. It was a good joke though” you commented. His head turned in your direction slowly, making you laugh. “Yeah, I’m gonna return these”

“Thank god” he mumbled, pulling the sweater back over his head quickly. You did the same, taking both of your sweaters and putting them back in the bag.

“Don’t worry, I actually got you some stuff you would like” you smiled, holing out a bag for him. Inside we’re a few hoodies, beanies, and a few pairs of pants he’d been wanting. “I’ll take these back t-“ you reached out for the cat plushie that sat on his bed, but he grabbed your wrist.

“No, I want that one” he stated. You giggled but nodded. He took the bag that you held out to him with a small smile.

“Ok ‘Toshi” you smiled back, kissing his cheek softly.

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Dabi: You make me feel claustrophobic.

Toga: What’s that mean?

Shigaraki: It means he’s afraid of Santa Clause.

Toga, threateningly: HO HO HO.

You: Himiko, stop! You’re scaring him!

~~~

Iida: How many cups of coffee have you had?

Kaminari: none.

Iida: How many?!

Kaminari: five!

Todoroki: I’ve had eight.

Monoma: so have I.

Iida: what?

You: weaklings. I’ve had ten.

Iida: WHAT?

Shinsou: Get on my level, I’ve had thirteen.

You: (gasps in admiration)

Iida: W H A T.

Aizawa: I’ve had fifteen.

You and Shinsou: (gasps) a god.

Iida: NO! Are you alright?! You need to go to the hospital!

~~~

Dabi: Anybody under 5’9 can’t talk about fighting someone. Like, what are you gonna do? Headbutt someone in the chest?

Toga: say goodbye to your kneecaps, asshole.

~~~

You: Dabi talks in his sleep sometimes… it’s adorable.

Dabi, sleeping: fight me… you motherf*cker… square up… I think the f*ck not…

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last christmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day, you said that was gay

— kirishima, probably

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Reblog if you want a terrible, 3 sentence fan fiction in your ask, based on your url

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Love at First Sight

Shinso x Reader

Coffee Shop AU, Fluff, First Meetings; For the lovely @kazooli‘s competition.  It’s based on their “Love at first sight” scenario!  Now, I may be a dumb-dumb and be late, but either way, I’m posting this because WHY NOT.  Check them out if you haven’t already :)

Words: 1.5K

Warnings: None

Shinso isn’t an idealistic sort of person.  He knows he doesn’t love you–won’t entertain the thought–even when time seems to stop the second you walk through that door.  “Love” wasn’t something that just happened.  Not in a minute, not at a glance, and certainly not with a complete stranger.

Even so, he’s utterly fascinated by you, unable to pry his eyes away as you settle into a booth in the corner.

It hadn’t been your smile that’d done it, soft and just-barely-there as you stretched the edge of your hoodie over the bottom of your face, like the gesture was a secret meant for you alone.  It hadn’t been the way you’d clumsily tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and exposed silver studs, twisted in the wrong direction, but unmistakably cat-shaped.  It hadn’t even been the way the steady thrum of your fingers against the countertop had matched the pace of his heart exactly–the fact that when they stalled, he could feel his breathing halting, getting caught in his chest, waiting for the moment those nails would resume their concert upon the wood.

No, it’d been more than all of that.  It was just…you.  The things he could see along with something else that lingered just beneath his skin.  Something silent, but present nonetheless.  Something he couldn’t possibly put into words–couldn’t understand–but could experience.  Like gravity.  He can’t even begin to explain the reasons why it existed, how it worked the way it did.  Still, it’s tug was undeniable.

Even though Shinso knows better, some part of him still wants to believe it’s possible–that there’s a single person in the world made for him, and they’re lounging about in the coffee shop he works at.

Work.  He’s supposed to be doing that.  Right.  

Shinso forces his eyes back down to his register screen, and for a while, he manages to ignore you.  He wipes at a wet spot on the granite and pretends you aren’t just a couple feet away, convinces himself that you’ve wandered out or disappeared into thin air or, maybe, you hadn’t even been there to begin with.  Maybe he’d imagined you.  That possibility makes it much easier for him to focus.  It works right up to the moment you walk over to his counter. When that happens, he glances up for just a second and knows all hope is lost.  

“Hey.”  This is the very first time Shinso has ever heard your voice.  Still, he’s certain he’d be able to pick it out in a crowd if given the opportunity.  No other sound has ever made his skin buzz like this before.

But the fact doesn’t change: It’s still not love that he feels.  Attraction maybe, but definitely not love.

“Hey.”  Shinso chimes back, thinking for much longer than he should about how to phrase that one word.  Despite his best efforts, it sounds wrong to him.  Not smooth like yours had been.  It’s too blunt (even though it was only a one-word response).  Too nervous (not that he had any reason to be nervous).  Too–

“This is where I order right?”

He’d spaced out.  Dammit.  That wasn’t something he usually did.

“Yeah, it is.”  He’s still doing it–overthinking everything.  Shinso inhales deeply, channeling hours of customer service training videos, willing himself to forget about everything that isn’t the espresso machine or service with a smile.  “What can I get you?”

“Hm.”  You place your palms flat on the counter, leaning in to get a better look at the menu board.  Your eyes flit between the messy scrawl there and the register.  “Tell me: What does the master recommend?”

A lesser man might have choked.  Shinso just stops breathing.

“…Or is that title on your apron just for show?”

The title.  The title, for god’s sake.  Gaudy golden letters embroidered just below the pocket of his apron, proudly proclaiming “COFFEE MASTER” like it wasn’t something every employee had to wear as part of their uniform.  He makes a mental note to smother the lettering in coffee grounds the very next opportunity he’s granted.

“You can’t go wrong with a latte.”

Your lips purse and your gaze narrows playfully.  “Mm, not the most adventurous choice, is it,” your eyes drift down to his name tag,  “Shinso Hitoshi?”

Shinso usually hated when people did that–deliberately sought out and used his name while he was working–but, not surprisingly, you seem to be an exception.  He swears it sounds like you’re singing when you do it.

“Classic is classic.  ‘Adventurous’ is great until you end up with something undrinkable.”

“Oh come on.  Undrinkable?  Sure you’re not just being a coffee snob?”

Shinso raises an eyebrow.  This whole situation might have been new to him, but coffee was something he knew.  “Ever had a raw, deconstructed espresso?”

“Nope, but it sure sounds interesting.”

He scoffs.  “I thought so too at first. But trust me, chewing on espresso beans at 6 AM isn’t as fun as it sounds.”

You snort, covering your mouth to muffle some of the giggles.  When you recover enough to speak again, you do it through your fingers.  “You got your caffeine fix and a snack.  Sounds like a good time to me.”

“Yeah?”  Shinso smiles, draping an arm over the screen of his register.  “Well if that’s what you want, I’ve got some really tasty beans in the back.  I can whip one up for you real quick.  Takes less than 10 seconds to make, and let me tell you, the crunch is something else.”

 You hum for a moment, tapping your finger against the countertop.  “As enticing as your offer sounds, I think I’ve already figured out what I want.”  You don’t say anything as you reach into your bag and pull out your wallet, even though the sly look plastered across your face makes him think you have a lot of things to say.

“I’ll take a latte.”

Shinso raises an eyebrow, trying to seem incredulous, but smiling still.  “What, don’t feel like being ‘adventurous’ anymore?”

Your jaw hangs to the side, but the subtle twist of your lips betrays the playfulness behind the gesture.  As it turns out, both of you are terrible fakers.

“Oh hush.  I may not work here, but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to sass the customers.”

It was true, of course.  Still, if it means getting another snarky response from you, seeing those bright eyes light up with every quip, he’s more than willing to break a few rules.

Shinso grabs a cup and scribbles the order number across it with a sharpie.  “Of course, because the customer is always right.”  He makes sure his words are dripping with sarcasm.

“Absolutely.  Glad you’re not too prideful to admit it”  You tease right back at him, and the confidence in the way you tilt your chin upward and beam (adorable) has him chuckling.

“Wanna tell me your name, oh valued customer?  Or am I just drawing a smiley face on the cup?”  

Shinso could have very well poured your coffee, handed you the cup, and been done with it.  He didn’t need a name to do his job, not when you were already standing right there and it was a slow day like this.  He wanted it though, wanted to hear the way you said it, watch the way your lips twisted as it formed each syllable.  More than that, he wanted to say it himself–to see if repeating it back to you would break his trance, cool the heat searing his insides.

Something mischievous flickers in your eyes.  You make a show of scratching at your chin, smirking like you hold all the power in the world at that one moment.  And you do, as far as he’s concerned.  

“I kinda wanna see you draw a smiley face on it,” you pause, shifting your weight between both feet,  “Or a heart.  Whatever scribbles you feel compelled to leave for me.”

He stands there for what feels like hours, considering his next move.  You’d been flirting with him–that wasn’t even an opinion, it was cold-hard fact.  The question was, how was he supposed to respond without making a complete fool of himself?  He could barely think, what with the buzzing in his ears, the tightness in his chest–

“How about my phone number?”  Shinso doesn’t remember thinking the words, only the feeling of them sprinting up his throat–quick and jumbled and abrupt.

You stare up at him as if to see if the question isn’t some joke–another piece of banter thrown around for the sake of earning a laugh.  Your gaze falls to Shinso’s fingers, trembling as they clutch the sharpie in his fist, and your expression suddenly softens.

“I think I’d like that.”  You inhale.  “A lot, actually.”

“Awesome.”  He mutters, almost unconsciously.  The nervousness bundled into that one word is enough to make him wish he could sink into the floor.  Still, he doesn’t do that. ��Partly because it isn’t possible, and partly because he still has something he needs from you.  “Afraid I still need your name though.”  Before he can blink, your smirk is back, as playful as ever.  

“Need?  Or want?”

“Want.”  There’s no hesitation in the word, breathed out like the prayer of a dying man–one with nothing left to lose and everything to gain.

You snicker when you finally say it, and he knows he’s been right all along–that it doesn’t take a minute to fall in love.

It takes five.

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Can I have a surprise kiss for Shinsou? Like they keep their relationship private, only for so many people to flirt with the s/o that he just kisses them in public to get them to back off?

Oof, my first Shinso request. Hope I did him justice!

– Mod Katsuki

Hitoshi was sick and tired – more tired than he usually was, and that’s a feat in itself. Even the deep bags under his lilac eyes couldn’t do this newfound tiredness justice. And the cause?

“Babe, go on a date with me!”

Hitoshi’s eye twitched as he glared daggers into the back of the third year blocking your path. You rolled your eyes and tried to duck under the boy’s arm, wanting nothing more than to enter the classroom and greet your boyfriend with your homemade White Day chocolates. The third year wasn’t having any of that though because he moved into your path once again.

“It’s rude not to answer when someone’s complimenting you, darlin’.” His body towered over yours, but that didn’t stop you from glaring daggers so sharp that it almost matched Hitoshi’s. Still, the jerk didn’t cease his incessant flirting, though you didn’t dare respond. Not only was he kind of intimidating, but responding would give him the attention he so desperately craved.

“So is that my chocolate, sweetcheeks?” He pointed down at the heart-shaped box in your hand, licking his lips as he eyed your figure in the process.

Before you could formally introduce your knee to his balls, the senior was suddenly slammed into the side of the door frame. You gaped, realizing another student had suddenly tackled the boy. When they straightened up, your eyes met their blank ones – but they seemed… out of it?

“And it’s rude to hit on someone else’s girlfriend.”

The classroom went silent. Hitoshi had somehow silently maneuvered his way to your side, both hands tucked in his pockets. His gaze focused on the barely-conscious third year, his expression deadpan but unmistakably malicious. The senior groaned and held his head before glaring up at your boyfriend.

“What the fuck? No way she’d date a freak like you.”

“Oh? Is that so?” The grin on Hitoshi’s face nearly met his ears. Slinking his arm around your waist, he pulled you into a fervent kiss, making sure to use enough tongue that everyone could see. He pulled your body so close to his that you could feel a heat rapidly building in your abdomen as your entire face flushed. This kiss was so… dominant, so unlike your usual Toshi. Despite where you were, you found yourself liking this side of him.

The moan that escaped your lips was enough to seal the deal. Hitoshi pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your parted lips to his smirking ones. He glanced at the blushing third year, who was already scrambling to his feet.

“Is that enough proof for you?”, Hitoshi mused.

“T-the hell–” The third years expression quickly went blank, and he stood still and upright next to the other student. With a slight nod of his head, Hitoshi dismissed them before entwining his hand in yours. He smirked slightly, looking at you from the corner of his eye, amused by your speechlessness and prominent blush.

Planting a quick peck on your lips, he led you out of the classroom and towards the rooftop, away from the lingering gazes of his classmates.

“Let’s go, kitten.”

“I-I, uh… y-yeah…”

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Shigaraki Tomura and Dabi reacting to their female S/O being hit by a De-Aging Quirk

Request: Shigaraki and Dabi(separately) reaction when their fem s/o gets hit by a quirk that turns them onto a kid for a few days, they don’t remember their boyfriends and go from being confident to shy and timid 💕

A/N: ah yes my favourite bois :’) i bought a Shigaraki (and Kirishima) art print today and i can’t wait to get it laminated so i can stick it on my wall HAHAH

SHIGARAKI TOMURA:

He’s terrified of you for the first few hours of your transformation

because now you’re so tiny, how’s he supposed to keep an eye on you at all times to make sure you’re not doing something dangerous?

also you keep trying to hold his hands?? which is a big NO

Shigaraki already has enough trouble holding your hands as a grown-up, there’s no way he’s gonna risk holding your tiny babie hands with his deadly ones

that’s what he thinks until you start to tear up from his constant rejection

for a minute he just stares at you as you lightly sob with your lil hands reaching out for him and your fingers make that funny grabby motion that kids sometimes do

and he’s like

fuck, my kokoro

Shigaraki thought making you sad when you’re not an adult was already the most difficult thing in the world, now you’re small AND sad

suddenly he’s carrying you wherever he goes

he wears gloves that have had their pinky finger cut off so he can hold you properly

Carrying you around starts to grow on him (in spite of the constant teasing from the other League members who were, mind you, equally as whipped for smol you as he was, it’s just that you liked him the most so HAH)

Lowkey misses hearing your voice

regrets all the times he called you annoying for talking too much because now you don’t speak at all

Doesn’t send anyone on missions during the few days you’re compromised because he doesn’t wanna risk them accidentally leading anyone back to the base where they could try to hurt you

Still plays video games even if you constantly require his attention

but he feels bad after a while because at some point you began giving him the silent treatment but Babie Version

aka you waddled over to the corner of your shared room and just sat there while looking away from him

at first Shigaraki just lets you be

but then he hears you sniffle and he’s like

fuck, not my kokoro again

so his solution is to place you in his lap while he games

subconsciously chooses the less violent games

When you finally turn back, Shigaraki acts as if none of the past few days ever happened

but Kurogiri has like 300 videos of him being a softie with babie you

so he just hides in his closet while you very loudly coo over how sweet he was

DABI:

His first instinct is to contemplate staying away from the League for a few days so that he can avoid dealing with you

and he does try

but after being gone for like three hours max, he gets a message from Toga telling him that you’ve gone missing shortly after he left and that she suspects you went looking for him

Dabi runs so fast he nearly trips and falls like seven times on the way back

when he’s almost at the hideout, he suddenly sees you in the arms of this old woman who looks very confused and concerned

part of him just wants to snatch you out of her wrinkly hands but he knew things wouldn’t go to well since she was an old lady and you’re a FOUR-YEAR-OLD CHILD

so he just awkwardly approaches her like “ah yes that is my,,, daughter”

she gives him a strange look but before she can question him, you begin wriggling in her arms, reaching out towards him

the moment she hands you over, Dabi hugs you so close it legitimately erases all of the woman’s suspicions

he brings you back and sees Toga crying, Mr Compress passed out and Kurogiri sweating profusely behind the bar

Twice, Shigaraki, Spinner and Magne are nowhere to be seen

he ignores all of the glaring elephants in the room and heads straight for his own private quarters

Ends up spending most of his time laying in bed with you sitting on his torso or something while you patted his face and did other weird children things

Teaches you how to say bad words and thinks it’s so funny he films babie you saying “fuck” over and over again

Literally does not let anyone else come near you

not even Kurogiri who is basically Dad

Straight-up refuses to go on missions because who’s gonna take care of you if he’s gone??

but he’s eventually forced to leave you alone for a while because there was a task only his Quirk could handle

Dabi’s gone for maybe a few hours and when he returns the others are like “OH GOD THANK FUCK YOU’RE BACK”

Is super smug for the rest of your transformation because he learnt that when he’s not around, you become the most UPSET CHILD anyone has ever seen

you don’t cry, no, you just look so sad it hurts to see

As much as he liked taking care of smol you, he’s glad when you finally return to normal because being around a young child for so long was starting to remind him of the past he left behind

that last point was unnecessary but fuck you i’m tired, suck it