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not dead, just mainly on AO3 now. Will still post here too, sometimes

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Pairing: Tomura Shigaraki x GN!Reader

Genre: Angst no real comfort

Warning: toxic relationships, alcohol, swearing, insecurities

Additional Notes: I listened to July by Noah Cyrus while writing this.

“God you are so fucking annoying. Do you ever shut the fuck up, y/n?” Tomura spat at you. You had been dating the man for about two years now, and at first he was incredibly sweet, kind, really made you love him, now he’s become an asshole who acts like he couldn’t care less about you. You blinked back tears and shuffled on your feet mumbling an apology under your breath. He rolled his eyes and left the room, probably going to drink again, you think to yourself as you do your nightly routine to get ready for bed, alone of course, Tomura hadn’t bothered coming to bed with you for months now. It was about four am when he finally crawled into bed, you were still awake sniffling softly clutching a pillow to your chest. You should leave him, you have thought about it, but the change is immense, it’s scary, what if he decided to hurt you for leaving? He’s a villain after all and you are just a civilian with a less than useful quirk, no one would notice if he dusted you. “If you want me to leave, you are just gonna have to tell me. I can’t read your mind. I can be packed and gone by sunrise.” You mumbled as he shifted. He grabbed your shoulder and rolled you over.  “What are you talking about?” he asked, looking at the fresh tears streaming down your face. “If you want to be done with me, you have to be the one to break us up. I can’t do it, I’m not strong enough to leave you. If you want to go and find someone that can love you better, you deserve better, but you have to be the one to leave me, I just can’t bring myself to leave you, I love you so much Tomura.” You choked the words out through sobs and a few hiccups. He sighed, his face growing softer looking at you crumbling next to him.  “I’m not leaving you, don’t be fucking stupid.” he spoke. You looked back at him, feeling confusion bubble in your chest. “Why not? You remind me every single day I'm not good enough for you and never will be. You always say you can have whoever you want, so have them. Why keep me around? Just tell me to leave and I’ll go, no reason to keep stringing me along.” you cried. He rolled his eyes. “I love you. You aren’t leaving. Shut the fuck up and go to sleep.” his palm was resting on your cheek with his thumb but no other fingers touching your face. “Okay. I love you, Tomura” you whisper, feeling his hand leave your face as he goes to roll over.

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Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy

Warning: Cursing, not so great parents.

Additional Notes: All characters are aged up!

To say that no one understood your relationship would be an understatement. The staring started in high school , lessened once you and Katsuki graduated but never went away fully. The angry pro hero Dynamite with another pro hero, but one that was softer, kinder, less grumpy at the world. People made it more complicated than it needed to be. He loved you and you loved him, why did they feel entitled to know anything else? His parents were thrilled, yours not so much. You remember it vividly.

“Y/n, why the hell are you with someone like that? He could explode in a minute, literally and metaphorically.” your father was scolding you. “He loves, cares, and respects me. That’s why I am with him. I don’t understand why you are so upset about someone loving me!” you spat. You had gone to visit them without Katsuki for the weekend, planning to tell them you were moving in with him after graduation. “Because he is dangerous! His attitude is awful! His temper is out of control!” your dad shouts back. “We have been together three years and he hasn’t blown up on me. What makes you so sure he will?” you retort. He hadn’t blown up on you, that was true, and sure you do get into arguments from time to time, but that's just growing pains. “I know guys like him.” he taunts. “I am so done with this. Fine, believe whatever you want. I’m done. I’m leaving.” you shout, grabbing your bag and head to the door. “When he blows up, don’t bother coming home.” he shouts at you earning a scoff and a thud to the back of his head from your mother. “I wasn’t planning on it.” you spat slamming the door behind you, calling Katsuki’s mother. She picked up immediately. Your family wasn’t the greatest and Mitsuki was more than happy to scoop you up into her little family. She was so supportive, even letting you call her momma. “Momma, can I stay with you?” You had started to cry. You hear her sigh. “Your dad being an asshole about my asshole kid?” she tries to get a laugh out of you, it works. “Yeah, he really lost it this time. I didn’t even get to tell him what I wanted to tell them. He told me not to come home when Katsuki finally explodes. She scoffs on the other end of the line, you can hear her shuffling to get her keys. “Douchebag. I’m coming to get you, walk down the block so I don’t have to see his face.” she replies and you feel bad for asking her to do this, but she really doesn't mind. Her heart is full because her son is in love and you make him happier than she’s ever seen. 

It’s been three years since that night, you never looked back. You and Katsuki were happier than ever, your parents tried to contact you, you didn’t bother replying knowing it would only lead to more problems. “Come on, we gotta go, mom is waiting on us” he said practically dragging you out of your shared home. You laughed trying to stop “Sukiiii,” you whined behind him. “Hush. we are leaving. You look fine, you don’t need anything” He huffs in a reassuring tone still pulling you along. You guys make a stop at the local market for some vegetables at Mitsuki’s request. You ended up wandering off while Katsuki shops like a man on a mission. “Oh. y/n, lovely to see you. How have you been?” It was Uraraka. You hadn’t seen her in person since high school. You gave her a soft smile. “Good, how have you been?” You asked in a pleasant tone. “Fine, fine. Are you still with Bakugou?” she asks, looking around. You nod “Yeah, just hit our six year anniversary.” You were bragging, just a little. She had a crush on him and tried to get with him, unknowing of your relationship. Once she found out, she held it against you though. “Oh. Congrats.” she whispered. Katsuki had found you at this point. “Dumbass, what are you doing? We are going to be late.” he grumbles looking at you, paying Uraraka no mind. “Oh Bakugou! Hi!” She says, her happy tone returning. “Yeah. Hey. C’mon we are gonna be late, seriously.” he says, nodding, giving her a small wave and following behind him as you walk to the checkout. 

“Hey kids!” Mitsuki greeted you both as Katsuki handed her the vegetables. He shut the door as you both removed your shoes before moving further into the house. The table was set already, you noticed as you looked around the familiar house, more familiar than your childhood home at this point. “Dinner is almost ready, you two! Relax.” Mitsuki smiled and waved you both out of the kitchen. “Are you sure you don’t need any help?” You asked, partially knowing the answer already. “What did I say? Go relax, shoo” she laughed your words off and you followed Katsuki to the living room. “I have a surprise for you tonight, after dinner.” Katsuki says after a moment. You turn to look at him. “Oh. What kind of surprise?” you asked. Your question made him souffle his feet, he was nervous. That was unusual for him, he was always so confident. “No, that’s all you get to know for now.” he retorts. You roll your eyes with a laugh “Why did you bring it up then? You know it’s all I'm gonna think about now” he smirked “Yeah dumbass, that was the point.” he teased.

All through dinner you were bouncing between feeling tense and excited, you had no idea what Katsuki had planned. He had been tapping his foot the entire way through dinner, finally excusing himself but not before looking over at you and mumbling “Stay put.” You put your hands up in surrender allowing him to do whatever it was he wanted to do without protest. God, was he grateful for that, he loved you to death but sometimes you just needed to let him do whatever it was without questioning him too much. Besides, he was doing all of this gushy shit for you. 

It took about fifteen minutes before Mitsuki came out from the kitchen. “C’mon he’s ready for you.” she said and you stood from your place at the table, you  went to follow her to the backdoor. She gave you a smile, which should have helped calm your nerves but it only made them worse. You opened the back door to their little patio which was decorated in hanging lights illuminating the patio, you noticed flower petals thrown messily around. You felt a smile creep onto your face as you noticed Katsuki standing in the middle, shuffling on his feet, a singular rose in his hand. He gave you a shy smile. “Suki, what is this?” you asked in awe stepping into his little circle with him. “Woman, will you let me speak before you start interrogating me?” he barked, but it wasn’t much of a bark, he was containing a laugh, a sparkle in his eye. It made you giggle. “Apologies my love, go on then.” you gesture, his face feels like it's on fire. “The first day I met you in UA I knew there was something that annoyed the fuck out of me.” he started which made you roll your eyes but you let him continue without interjecting. “I also went home that night and told my mother, her response was ‘I can’t wait to meet the girl that stole your heart’. I didn't know what she meant by that then. It took a couple months for me to ask you to be my girlfriend. Once I did, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, which was weird for a kid to have such big hopes. I know being with me was weird for you, people stared, made comments, I wasn’t blind, neither were you. I was kind of figuring you would leave me over it, but you never did. You stuck by my side even when I didn’t deserve it. Y/n, I love you so much. There will never be anyone else that compares, Marry me?” he asks now, kneeling and opening the little ring box. You were crying, the words didn’t want to form. “Y-yes” you choked out jumping into his arms promptly knocking him over, he caught you though, stifling a laugh through his own tears. One arm wrapped around you as he sat you both up, the other sliding the ring on your left ring finger. You stared in awe for a moment before peppering his face with kisses. “I love you Suki. I love you so much. I never cared what anyone thought of us.” He wrapped his other arm around you now hugging you. “I love you too.” he mumbled.

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This was asked for, I hope I did him justice, it was too long for tumblr, i got a little carried away but here's a snippet. Idk why soft mha as dads is ruining my life rn.

Pairing: Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) x Fem! Reader

Genre: Fluffy/ a little sad

Warnings: Season 6 of the Anime Spoilers, slight mention of insecurities.

Additional Notes: N/A “He’s married?? But he’s sooo loud! His poor wife” you heard two girls in the hallway start giggling while they were talking about what you could only assume was your husband, pro hero and teacher who went by Present Mic. You worked for the biggest support company in Japan as one of the lead designers, always on the forefront of new hero technology. When it came to Hizashi, however, you met him during your time at UA. You adjusted your daughter on your hip as you continued to move down the hallway to Hizashi’s classroom. “Y/n? What are you doing here?” Aizawa asked, looking at you confused. “Shouta, lovely to see you. Hizashi asked me to come, and said something was happening and I needed to bring Kiki with me.” you told him truthfully. A scowl was now present on his face. Hizashi didn’t go into detail but you could sense his worry. The way he cared for you was unmatched. “Oh. That. Yeah, it’s probably going to be better coming from him." His words struck you as odd. “What does that mean?” you asked, tightening your grip on Kiki. “Danger is coming. Things are starting to get bad.” your eyes widen. Hairs start to stand on the back of your neck as you think about what he could possibly mean. “You should talk to him.” Aizawa states. “Talk to who about what?” you feel relieved at hearing Hizashi come up beside you. “Just the man I was looking for.” You hummed. His eyes perk up as he turns to you. “Oh really, for what?” he smirks. You laugh and hand him your restless child. “She has been driving me crazy, your turn. Also you asked me to come.” You spoke as he took his tired child in his arms. “Dada” she mumbled quietly as he got her situated. “Yeah, come on.” he mumbled, placing a hand on your back leading you to his now empty classroom. The kids must be at lunch, you think to yourself as you sit on the corner of his desk. “So, what is it?” you asked, trying not to grow impatient, today was your day off and you didn’t really want to spend it at UA. too many not so great memories. “You know the villain presence is getting stronger since the situation with all might. The liberation front is beginning to cause chaos. Nezu has decided to open the campus as a shelter. It will be safer for you and Kiki to stay here.” His words shook you to your core. You didn’t want to live here, even if it was temporary. “Hizashi I-I don’t want to stay here.” you told him as you rubbed your arm. He sighs. “Y/n don’t do this. You know this place is a fortress. You both will be safe here. If anything happens to either of you because of this I will never forgive myself.” You know he’s telling you the truth. You take your face in your hands and rub it lightly. “When?” you asked. “Tonight preferably.” his response elicits a groan from you. “How long have you known about this?” You asked, growing annoyed. “A few weeks.” He admitted. You cross your arms over your chest. “Why did you wait to tell me?” He sighs “Because you were so busy, and I didn’t think things were going to get this bad.” He shifts slightly, your daughter now asleep in his hold. “How bad have they gotten?” you ask cautiously. He wasn’t a private person, at least not with you. You watched the news, more so recently, but with how the media is you know there are things they are hiding. You know a lot about his students, Aizawa’s, even helped Mae Hatsume tweak some of her work for class 1-A. She is a brilliant child and you were trying to convince your company to snag her once she was closer to graduating. “Midoriya left, the kids want to go after him.” He admits. Your eyes widen “Wh-what? There are children fighting in this war?” You felt tears well in your eyes, you became slightly softer after the birth of Kiki, imagining children in this scenario would rattle even the strongest of wills. “Y/n, please, I am begging you, you need to be here.” He redirects the conversation back. “Fine. Gonna have to let my job know I'll be remote for a while. UA is a decent hike.”

The rest is on my A03! Link attached :D.

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Present Mic fic pls!

I will certainly try to write for him!

[justagirlwhowritess]

The Apparition

Part four (last part) to Chokehold. 

Touya wakes from a nightmare, one that felt so real. He steadies his breathing. You had also woken from your dream in a similar fashion. It wasn’t a nightmare however, more so a memory, from childhood. One that brought to light that feeling of Deja Vu once again when you lock eyes with Touya. You knew why he was familiar now. You had known him a long time ago. Just kids, it all made sense now, you saw it clearly, you were friends with the white haired boy, roaming the neighborhood together, till one day he just up and vanished without a trace. He never even said goodbye to you. All the sleep overs, birthday parties, countless adventures and he couldn’t even be bothered to tell you he was running away. His dad had told you he died in a fire or something, just to stop you from coming over or asking his brother when he was coming home. It was selfish, you had missed your friend, that was all you had wanted. Touya looks down at his phone, the usual clients asking him for stuff and one additional message, one from you. He hadn’t heard from you in a week or two, despite his trying. 

You: I know why I remember you, Touya.

Touya: why is that?

His heart is racing, he couldn’t believe he hadn’t put it together sooner. He sighs as he watches the screen while you type your response. Childhood friends. The thought brings more of a burden to his already heavy heart.

You: attachment one image

You: you were my best friend. You never said goodbye. Your dad told me you were dead.

The picture you had attached, you had gotten from your mother, it was you and Touya as kids, both of you in a tree laughing your asses off. The picture brings a tear to his eye as he looks at it. 

Touya: can we talk in person? I miss you.

You: I’m on my way.

Touya gets up, shuffling to make his apartment look semi-presentable. You scurry around, hurrying to get dressed. You locked up and made your way to Touya’s. A knock rips Touya from his cleaning spree. He opens the door realizing he was still in pajamas. “Touya.” you breathed. Hearing his name fall from your lips again was enough to make his knees weak. He lets you in, you take your shoes off, leaving them by the door, graced with the apartment you had become used to over the past year. “Where did you go?” you asked. He sighed “I ran away.” His reply was short. “You didn’t say goodbye. You were my best friend Touya! What the fuck!” Your words were filled with anger and sadness. His head falls. “y/n, i’m sorry. I should have said something.” You look at him with sad eyes. “Was it because of your dad? Is that why you left?” he freezes in fear. He didn’t know how much you knew about his family, hell you could know it all, but that was doubtful. “Yeah. He was the reason.” Touya looks mournfully at you. You can see right through him now. You moved closer to him, he hesitated, you grabbed his wrist, pulling him into a hug. He hugged you back. You choked out a sob. “I’m sorry Touya. I’m so sorry.” you whisper in his chest. “Doll, what are you sorry for?” he asks, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I should have seen the signs.” you mumbled. “We were kids. This wasn’t your fault in anyway” Touya tried to give comfort to you as you cried into his chest. “I love you Touya, I love you so much.” you cried. He rubbed your back. Finally feeling a weight being lifted off his shoulders, he had nothing to explain to you, you already knew, without him ever having to say a word. “I love you y/n.” he finally admits.

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Ascensionism

Part Three to Chokehold.

Touya can’t give you what you want, he knows this. He tries, he really does, but he stands in the way, sabotaging himself every step of the way. He wants to get close to you, wants you to know about him, but he can’t stand the thought. You would leave him. The thought ruins any resolve he thought he still had. He hates the word love, it leaves a bitter taste, bad memories from a life left behind. He can’t love you the way you want him too. “Tomura” you cheer happily, as your friend joins you and Touya on the walk to your apartment. “It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever!” your reply makes him roll his eyes. “It’s because you’re too busy being with the campus manwhore to notice my existence anymore.” he spits at you, a frown forming on your face. “Tomu, I’m sorry. I still show up to every one of your parties.” you tried to defend yourself. “Yeah, and you end up drunk, and leaving halfway through in tears because he does the same shit.” Tomura’s attitude was free at this point, upsetting you further. Touya says nothing. What can he say? Tomura isn’t wrong. He can’t exactly defend himself. “I’ll be good this weekend, promise.” You mumbled, barely above a whisper. “It’s not you I'm worried about.” he grunted as you went inside your apartment.

The party is roaring by the time you get there. Touya is nowhere to be seen, which is not abnormal. You still don’t know what you are to him, he hasn’t asked you to be his girlfriend, but gets mad when you linger too long with someone else. It’s maddening. He can do whatever he wants, but you, oh no, you’re his and his alone. You were drinking more than usual, decided to have a good time, no matter what he is doing with his evening. You dance with some of the girls before long it gets too hot and stuffy and you find yourself outside, the cool grass on your sweaty skin. Keigo is here tonight, you think you saw him at least. You were correct, he joins you after a few minutes, but sits on the concrete instead of the grass. “What are you doing?” he asks, you shrug. “Give me a cig” you begged. He obliges, you light it and take the first drag. “What is he hiding from me?” you ask. Keigo looks confused before answering. “I’m not sure what you mean.” you sigh at his answer. “You know damn well what I mean. Why is he so fucking confusing? Does he want me or not? I just. I don’t understand.” you cry, tears now brimming. Kiego sighs. “He still hasn’t opened up to you?” you shook your head at the question. Tears falling. “Kei, what do I do? I want to know him, He’s hiding something. His lips are sealed tighter than a vault and I don’t know what the fuck to do.” the tears falling down your face. “He is a hard man to get to know” he tries to console you, he really does, but it is not working. It has been over a year and you barely know anything about the man you’re “dating” if you could even call it that. “Maybe Tomura was right, maybe I should have stayed away from Dabi.” you whimpered, face in your hands as your body shook from the sobbing. “Takami, give us a minute” Touya snaps, now noticing his best friend and his girl outside alone once again. Jealousy sparked through his chest, but he knows it isn’t like that, at least he hopes. “Yeah dude, sure.” Keigo pats your shoulder and heads back to the party. Touya pulls you up, wipes the tears from your cheeks. “What’s wrong baby?” his words are softer than they had been sheer seconds ago. “You. You are what’s wrong. As usual.” you cried once more letting a sniffle pass here and there. He feels anger, which quickly turns to regret realizing he was the reason, once again, that you were crying over him. He loves you. He knows this now. He just can’t say it. Still fearing you’ll leave. “Who made you so afraid to open up to anyone?” your question catches him off guard, he wasn’t ready for this kind of conversation in the middle of a party. Touya shakes his head. “Not here. Not now.” His words are firm. You sigh and pull from his grip. “Then when, Touya? I can’t do this anymore. It’s starting to become unbearable. I so desperately want you to let me in, to let me love all of you, you continue to refuse, to string me along like I’m some kind of shadow. The way I feel right now, I don’t want to feel it anymore. Everything hurts Touya, why don’t you trust me? Why can’t I have all of you? Haven’t I earned something? I have been devoted to you all this time.” your body is wracked with sobs.

The rest is on A03! https://archiveofourown.org/works/47759488/chapters/122150524

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Granite

Part Two to Chokehold. This takes place a few months after their initial kiss.

“I don’t want to talk about it, Tomura,” you said. You were driving back to his place. “You never do. I’m your best friend. You are supposed to talk to me.” he muttered. “Yeah, well you don’t like the idea of me and Dabi so why would I tell you about it?” the feeling of regret was seeping into your chest. You don’t know how to explain to your best friend the situation you are in, you can’t even explain it to yourself. He wouldn’t understand. “I’m more than just some random dude in your passenger seat, y/n. You can talk to me.” his anger was prevalent. You sighed, wanted to apologize but it never left your lips. “I know, Tomura, I know.” The words were accompanied by a sigh from him as you pulled into his driveway. “You’ll be at the party tonight, right?” he asks, a more hopeful tone now surfacing. “Of course, I'll be there after my exam.” he gets out of your car and you head back to your apartment, ready to get the exam out of the way. 

Staring at the computer screen while you flip through your notes you hear your phone buzz. You sigh, picking it up to check it quickly. It’s Dabi. He had been texting you every so often, but you had come to learn the way he operates, how he treats women, and what he does to make money. Are you surprised? No. Is it a little off putting? Yeah. 

Dabi: will i be seeing you tonight?

You: its tomura’s party. You already know that I will be there.

Your tone comes off as harsh, only because Dabi has this way of making you feel special, then immediately ruining it. An example, the last party you were at, Dabi was there, doing his deals, his “break” he spends with you, you flirt, you kiss, he makes you laugh, then he leaves you be. You stumble into him a few hours later, coming out of a room, hair disheveled, a girl pulling her dress down coming out behind him, and you realize you aren’t the only girl he has finessed that evening. Even though your relationship status in non-existant you can feel your heart breaking every time you see him with a girl that isn’t you. Dabi keeps himself hidden behind walls, thick walls that he never intends to break down. He has been this way since he ran away from his family. He had no intention of changing anything, until you came along. He wants to show you that he is all about you, but he can’t bring himself to tear down any of those walls. It always ends the same, him full of regret for ever letting anyone in. His internal struggle leads him to do what he is used to, running, running from his problems and pushing people away. That is what Dabi is good at. One night stands, friends with benefits, have always been his style. No strings attached, no commitment, and no silly feelings to ruin everying. His silly little feelings for you are ruining everything. He is ruining everything. He is trying to push you away because thoughts of you make his chest hurt, his head dizzy, he can’t think straight when you’re around and he hates it but he can’t stop himself.

You were on Tomura’s patio, smoking a cigarette, swirling the mixed drink in your cup. You had watched Dabi go upstairs hand in hand with some girl he had been dealing to and flirting with the entire night. Tears were swimming in your eyes as you took another puff. “Are you doing alright?” Keigo asks, now decided someone needed to check on you. Tomura was still upset from earlier so it made sense for him to be ignoring you. A laugh leaves your lip as you put out the smoke, tossing it into an ashtray that was on the ground. “Nope. But that isn’t unusual. “ Your reply makes him tilt his head. “This is about Dabi?” His question makes you roll your eyes. “Are you his friend?” you asked, watching him carefully. “Yeah, I guess so. Why?” his response catches you off guard, why does he guess he is his friend? You shake the thought from your mind. “What is his deal? He acts like he gives a shit about me, says shit I wanna hear and then goes and fucks someone else.” you ask, his eyes widen. “Oh. I don’t know, he usually is a one night stand or friends with benefits kind of guy. I haven’t seen him get attached to anyone.” Kiego’s words confirm your fears. “Do you think he’s using me?” you ask, more quietly than you had intended. Keigo sighs, stepping closer pulling you close to him. “Dabi might be a douchebag, but I have reason to believe you mean something more to him, what that something is, however, I can’t say.” he tells you. “Because it isn’t your place?” you ask once more. “No. It’s because he doesn’t talk to me about gushy shit like feelings.” His words bring you comfort for the time being but it’s fleeting once Dabi has joined you both outside. “Awfully close with my girl there, Takami.” Dabi smirks, Keigo releases you. You now stand between the two eyes darting between them deciding what to do. “Come here, doll.” Dabi’s words pull you from your thoughts. You take his hand and he pulls you in front of him, you lean lightly on the railing, feeling more sober than you had just moments ago. You were trapped between him and the railing. Keigo gets the hint and goes inside. Dabi stinks, the girl's perfume was strong, latching to him. You wrinkled your nose, unbeknownst to him, you don’t know if you can handle this, whatever this is. “We should talk,” you said quietly. “Why?” he asked, now meeting your gaze. “Because, you stink, and I don’t know what we are.” your words only ignited something in him. “I don’t know what you mean.” he spoke in the tone he uses with others, the one he now rarely uses with you. You have hung out with him more than at just the parties, it’s just more of a convenience for him to see you there. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t walk you to class or take you out sometimes. He acts like a boyfriend, everywhere that it doesn’t matter, and everywhere it does, he is with someone else, forgetting your existence entirely. Dabi’s heart is racing right now. Where did the attitude come from? He didn’t understand what he was doing wrong. “We are-” the words die on his lips. He hadn’t really thought about it, he hadn’t stopped thinking about it, he knew he was going to have to broach this subject eventually. “I feel like I'm being led on.” you whisper, both hands flat against his chest. Your heart racing to match his, this isn’t the first time you have tried to approach him about this. He usually waves you off, dismissing you and how you feel.

The rest of this is on A03 it was too long D:

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Chokehold

Pairing: Dabi/Touya x fem!Reader

Genre: idek

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, drugs, cursing, toxic relationships.

Additional Notes: an AU, will be multiple parts, all characters are of college age. 

“Shit, I’m sorry. Didn’t see you there.” you let out a shaky breath taking a step back from the person you just collided with. “You should watch where you’re going Doll, people might mistake you for a drunk.” His words were calm, demeanor, however, was tough. “Sure. Sorry again.” You muttered and made your way outside to catch your breath…You didn’t notice the way his eyes followed you out the back. Sitting in the grass you stare up at the sky making a feeble attempt to sober yourself up some. “You okay?” the voice asked as they sat next to me. “I’m fine. Just ran into someone I thought I knew.” the words floated between us for a moment. “Sorry Tomura, I should go.” I replied before he ever said anything. I stumbled trying to get up. “You don’t have to leave. The party is just getting started. “ the glint in his eye as he held up a baggie. My eyes widened at my best friend. “Now I should really go.” I laughed before pushing past him. I can barely handle my liquor and he suggests drugs. He is lucky we have known each other a long time.

The next house party Tomura has, you are there, as always. His new friend has taken notice of you, making mental notes to keep tabs on your whereabouts since that night you bumped into him. This time, however, he bumped into you, and it was no accident. “Oh. I’m sorry.” you whispered, meeting his bright cerulean eyes. He chuckled. “Why are you apologizing? I bumped into you.” His words made your eyes widen. He hands you a cup. “For you.” you take the cup, giving it a sniff before taking a drink. “Why did you bump into me?” You asked. “You are a friend of Tomura’s right?” he asked, dodging the question. “His best friend, why does that matter?” you cross your arms growing impatient. Your response causes him to laugh again. “I don’t know what you think is funny, but I’m walking away now.” you muster and begin to leave. You catch Tomura’s gaze and thankfully, he joins you. “Dabi, leave y/n alone.” He murmurs. The person you now have a name for, Dabi, looks at Tomura. “Why? Does she mean something to you?” He poked. Tomura rolled his eyes. “Leave her alone. I don’t want her involved with you. At all.” He spoke, his tone becoming more serious. I finished the drink Dabi had given me as the tension got thicker. “We can’t be friends?” Dabi asked innocently.  While they were talking you took the chance to actually look at the man before you. He was tall, jet black hair with little white roots peaking through, bright blue eyes, pearly teeth showing as he gave Tomura a grin. Dressed in black skinny jeans, black button up rolled up to his elbows and a drink in hand. He was very attractive. “Leave her out of your mess, Dabi. I’m serious.” He said pulling you behind him. But, there was one problem with this, Dabi could not stop thinking about you.

It had been a few weeks since that night, you were busy with classes, Tomura as well, maintaining being the number one student at your college was a rough go. “Party tonight, you interested y/l/n?” Keigo Takami asked as you were walking back to your campus apartment. “At Tomuras?” you asked, keeping your backpack strap tight to your shoulder. He nodded. “Yeah, of course I am. Why?” Keigo smiled at you, it would almost look menacing if you didn’t know him. “Good. Someone wants to see you again.” he smirked and outpaced you, catching up with some other jocks leaving you to your own devices once again. You shook your head thinking about who it could be that wanted to see you.

You finished your hair, and makeup, as well as your outfit. Deciding upon something a little more..what was the word, slutty, than you had intended but it suited you well. You were the first at Tomura’s as always, to help him set up, except you weren’t, Keigo had beaten you here. You set your bag down in Tomura’s room, knowing it would be safe there. “So, who is it that wanted to see me?” You asked while pouring yourself a drink. “I’m not telling, but he’s a friend.” Kiego said in his usual happy tone. “He’s been asking about you non-stop, says he sees you around campus but can’t bring himself to talk to you.” Tomura hits Kiego to shut him up. 

The party starts to fill more, you were considerably drunk at this point, searching for your friend. You stumble, only to be caught by no other than Dabi. “Hi.” you giggle and stand straight up. “You’re drunk.” his voice in the usual disinterested tone. Why does he come to these things when he doesn’t even drink? Maybe drugs? You giggle again “Have you seen Tomura?” you asked. He shook his head. “I was looking for you though.” you tilt your head, watching him carefully. “Why? You think I'm a drunk.” a hiccup leaves your lips. He rolled his eyes. “I don’t think you’re a drunk.” I have been watching you for a while. You are so much more than that. His brain is plagued by the thought of you. So much so he’s been managing to go to classes more often in hopes of seeing you in between. He leads you outside where you stumbled a bit but landed in the soft patch of grass. You sit up after a moment and pat the spot next to you. Hesitantly, Dabi joins you after a moment. “You look like someone I know, from a past life.” you whisper, looking up at him. He shakes his head. “You don’t know me. I promise you that.” He spoke, but it was more quiet. “What if I want to know you?” you let the question slip, something you would have never admitted had you been sober. The mysterious man had been on your mind the last few weeks as well, not that you could tell Tomura about it. He shakes his head “You don’t want to know me. I’m awful.” he looks down at you. “I think you’re pretty” you hiccup resting your palm on his cheek. He tenses under your touch but doesn’t move. He thinks this may be a sign from God. You are so close to him, right where he wants you. He doesn’t know what to say. He can’t say anything. Tomura is right, he would only make your life chaotic. “I’m not pretty, but you certainly are.” He whispers, his finger now resting under your chin to make you look at him. “Dabi, you should kiss me.” you breath, eyes fluttering as you move closer. Dabi would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t want to be yours, but he has issues, issues that would cause you more trouble than he’s worth. He kissed you though, taking in every second he could, knowing that he probably wouldn’t have the chance to kiss you again. “Y/n, what the hell are you doing?” Tomura’s voice catches you by surprise and Dabi rips away from you quickly, you refrain from whining as he stands. “I have to get back to work, beautiful.” He smirks, pushing past Tomura. Tomura is glaring at you, arms crossed. “What did I tell you?” He scolded. You stood, growing angry. “Nothing, Tomura, you told me nothing. He is pretty and I wanted to kiss him. What’s your fucking problem?” you spat, your arms now crossed, head spinning from the sudden change of pace. “Stay away from Dabi. I mean it.” He spat going back inside. Little to Tomura’s knowledge, that kiss sealed your chokehold on Dabi. He wasn’t going anywhere.

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Ejiro Kirishima x fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Cursing

Additional Notes: n/a.

“Shitty hair, were you listening?” Kirishima’s head snapped in Bakugou’s direction. “What did you want?” he asked, trying to find his train of thought. Y/n had been laughing with Ashido on the other side of the common room, he found himself lost listening to her laugh, wishing he could make her laugh like that. “I asked if you wanted to get ramen with me and l/n.” His eyes widened, they had grown up together, best friends since childhood Bakugou and Y/n. “Oh, yeah, sure.” Kirishima felt envious of how close the pair were. “Kats! Ready to go? You promised me something spicy this time!” Y/n cheered as she made her way over to the boys. “Yeah dumbass, let’s go. Shitty hair is coming with us.” Bakugou said to her as she linked her arm with his. “Ooo exciting, I can bother your friend!” she teased. “No. Leave him alone.” Bakugou scolded. 

Kirishima’s POV:

“She can bother me, it’s fine.” I laughed as y/n linked her other arm with mine. I tried to ignore my cheeks heating up. “That is how you get stuck with this idiot for life, I promise, you don’t want that. At all.” His words made me blush even deeper. I wouldn’t mind that at all.  I’m in deep, falling for her again and again. “Kats, that’s mean!” She pouted. “I am mean, dumbass.” He spat back giving her a wink. I kept quiet just watching their interaction, laughing here and there. Once we got to the ramen place I sat with y/n, who picked the table while Bakubro went to get the food ordered. “So are you also a bully or do you know how to treat a girl?” she asked. I spit my water out, my face was on fire. “I-it’s not manly to bully a girl.” I said quietly. Bakugou sat down at the table with us, food in hands. I thanked him quickly and began to eat. “Kirishima said it's not manly to bully a girl, guess that means you’re not manly” y/n teased. “Shut up. I will bully you all I want.”  he scolded her, making her giggle. “Do you guys wanna come back to my dorm and watch a movie after this?” She asked, looking between us. “Don’t rope shitty hair into your mess.” Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Chill bro, it’s fine, I'm happy to hang.” I gave her a smile and she clapped. “She is gonna make you watch stupid horror films, eat gross flavored popcorn, and cuddle.” He told me as we were leaving, y/n uniting everyone’s arms again. “ I think I can handle that, Bakugou. It’s only manly to protect a girl, even from fake villains duh!” I said glancing at y/n. She poked her tongue out at Bakugou. “At least someone in this friend group cares about me,” she teased. I shook my head trying to calm my nerves as we walked into the dorm building. She raced ahead of us, releasing our arms from her grasp. “Don’t be so tense, it’s just y/n” he laughed, patting my shoulder. I nodded “yeah…just her.” 

Y/n’s POV:

“Welcome to my abode, please have a seat on my comfy couch!” I cheered, pulling the blanket off my bed and setting it on the arm of the couch. “Remote,” Katsuki demanded. I tossed it at his head, missing because he caught it. “Good try, idiot” he chuckled. I plopped down between them, accidentally landing halfway on Kirishima. My face flushed. “Whoops. Sorry!” I scrambled off and fully onto the couch. He was laughing, blushing. I made him blush. “I-it’s fine.” he stammered. I grabbed the blanket from behind us while Katsuki put on the movie. My heart was hammering in my chest as I was smoothing out the blanket for the three of us, well two because Katsuki gets way too warm. 

“Wake up, idiots. Movie is over” my eyes fluttered hearing Katsuki's voice. I don’t remember falling asleep. An arm shifts from its position around my shoulder, lightly squeezing before moving. I looked over where the arm was from, feeling nervous as I realized whose it was. “S-Sorry.” I stuttered, shuffling backwards away from him. He shook his head “N-no, it’s fine. I-I don’t mind.” Kirishima mumbled cheeks bright red. Katsuki sighed. “Just ask her out you moron. I don’t have time for this.” Katsuki spat. Both of our eyes widened. “You like me?” I asked, he froze. “I-uh, do you want to go out with me?” the words were rushed. I nodded, “I do, yeah.”  He gave me a smile. “Fucking finally.” I threw a pillow at Katsuki.

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Dabi x ex fem! reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Cursing and cheating.

Additional Notes: flashback in italics

‘It was a mistake. Clearly she meant nothing to me.” I spat looking y/n up and down. Yeah I screwed up. Big time. She was furious and I deserved her wrath, however, I will still try to save face. Her face was riddled with a look between pain and anger, tears streamed down her cheeks. “Yeah, that was so clear while you were fucking her!” she spat. I winced. “I’m leaving. Do not follow me.” she started grabbing her bag, slinging it onto her shoulder. “Wait-” I started but was cut off. “No.” 

I woke up in a sweat. Fuck. The usual nightmares are child’s play compared to the memory of that night. Sitting in my usual spot in the bar I notice an all too familiar face sitting with Shigaraki. The displeasure must have been apparent on my face. “Problem?” Shig asked. “No. Never.” I smiled. “Y/n can I talk to you for a moment?” I asked, feeling the frustration begin to boil. She rolled her eyes. “I suppose, but we aren’t talking here, you can take me somewhere if you want to speak to me.” She said as she stood grabbing her coat. I followed suit, opening the door for her, like old times. I took her to the beach, it was late enough we wouldn’t be noticed. “So, Mr. uptight crust ass is your type?” I asked, which caused her to laugh. “You wanted to talk to me because you think I’m involved with Shigaraki?” she choked out between laughs. I was dumbfounded, feeling the same rage return. “Are you laughing at me?” I spoke trying to keep my temper under control. “Yes, im laughing at you, because you’re fucking stupid.” she cackled. The anger continued to bubble and blue flame was beginning to pool in my hand. “I will burn you alive if you don't stop fucking laughing. “ I spat. She rolled her eyes but composed herself anyway crossing her arms over her chest.”I’m not with Shiggy. Unfortunately for him, some dude in the league with a fire quirk ruined his chance. I don’t do villains anymore.” She said, appearing to tell the truth. I know she was talking about me. The thought made my chest hurt. “So you are seeing someone then.” The fire in my palm is now extinguished , regret filling the void where the anger was. She shuffled on her feet, wringing her hands. “Yeah. I am.” her voice was meek. “Oh. I see.” My reply was hesitant. For once, I was the one who was at a loss for words. I wanted to ask her who it was, but it’s not my business. “That’s what happens when you cheat on someone. They leave and move on, Dabi.” a feeling of longing filled my chest. I fucked up, now I have to deal with her loving someone else because I was too scared to love her. There is no going back. She moved on and I can’t.

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Tomura Shigaraki x gn! reader

Genre: fluff?

Warning: cursing.

“Stop your whining, either apologize or shut the fuck up. I’m tired of hearing about it” Dabi cursed at Shigaraki who was currently moping. We had gotten into a fight a few days ago and he had said some very hurtful things, so I decided I was going to give him the silent treatment. Shortly after I had joined the League I ended up falling for the guy in charge, which kinda sucks, but hey he loves me, I think. I was also tired of hearing him complain that I wasn’t talking to him. I went to my room in the hideout opting that a nap was better than sitting here. I got caught by two fingers on my wrist in the hallway. “Where are you going?” The voice was weak, almost trembling. I hadn’t spoken to Shiggy in days, the marks on his neck were fresh, he had been scratching. “I’m not leaving if that’s what you’re asking.” I spoke as evenly toned as I could. He visibly relaxed. “I don’t think you’re clingy, or pushy. I was mad that the mission went wrong.” He spoke following closely behind me as I walked into my room. He shut the door behind him. I sighed and sat on my bed. He stood awkwardly at the foot of the bed shuffling his hands in his sweatshirt pocket. “I know. I’m sorry for getting on your nerves.” I spoke watching him as I scooted up the bed, now leaning against the wall. He removed his hands from his pockets showing me he had on the gloves that covered his thumb and two fingers. “Come here you big baby.” I laughed as he crawled onto the bed basically into my lap. I ran my hand through his blue hair, giving it a teasing tug. He glared at me from his spot. “Don’t start.” He hummed. I intertwined my other hand with his free one.”Don’t do that to me again.” he mumbled. “Mmm we will see.” I laughed, kissing the top of his head.

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x Fem!Reader

Genre: angst with happy ending

Warnings: None.

All characters are aged up! Flashbacks in italics

“Do you still remember all the time we shared?” He asked, barely above a whisper as if he spoke any louder it would shatter reality. I felt my breath catch in my throat. The feelings I had pushed down came crashing back like a tidal wave. “Yes. I remember why we broke up as well.” I said bitterly, tightening the jacket around my chest. “Just give me five minutes.” He breathed trying to take my hand in his, I recoiled. After that night, I’m not sure I want anything to do with him again.

I held the little pink stick in my hand, positive. The tears streamed down my face, this couldn’t be happening. Not that Shoto and I didn’t want kids but his second year as a pro wasn’t ideal. I steadied my breathing and held the test tightly in my hand. He would be home from patrol soon. I don’t want to wait. As I reached the bottom step the door opened, he took his boots off slowly. He was exhausted, it was shown all over his features. “Sho?” I called his name apprehensively. “Baby? What are you doing awake?” He asked calmly, now standing back up moving to take his suit off. “Uhm, I have something to tell you.”  the nerves returned in full force, holding the test in my hands. “Can’t this wait?” He asked, eyes meeting mine, the tears stung as I tried to keep them away. “Oh. I mean, it shouldn’t?” The statement came out as more of a question. He looked concerned. “Baby, what’s wrong?” his voice silky, it should bring comfort, it usually does, but nothing was calming the raging fear I felt. I handed him the test, looking at his face for any kind of emotion, there was nothing. He just stared at the test blankly. It was silent between us for almost five minutes before he said the words I was dreading. “So, you’re getting rid of it right?” His voice is monotone. My heart stops. “I thought we would talk about it.” My reply is meek.  Hand now resting on my belly as I thought of our baby. “There is nothing to talk about. I am still climbing the ranks for pro. You just signed a huge support design contract. We don’t have time for a baby.” His words reached my brain but not my heart.  He handed me back the test. “Let’s go to bed.” he mumbled walking to our room. I decided to go with him, knowing it would be the last time we slept together.

His face flinched at my words, the memory of that night plaguing my thoughts. I didn’t get rid of her, I couldn’t. “I’m sorry.” The words seem genuine, but I am so angry. “I know that you are, Todoroki.” I said more monotone than I wanted, but it gave the same effect. His face faltered, eyes went from mine to the floor. “I think we know each other well enough to be on a first name basis. You can always call me Shoto.” His reply was laced with sadness. 

Shoto’s POV:

“I should go.” her words ring through my ears. I feel like I have been hit by a truck. My chest is tight, thick with regret, heavy with a looming sadness. It has been 5 years since I have seen y/n. It feels like fate is cursing me. “Please don’t go.” I whimpered. Her expression changed and she stopped. “I have to pick up my child from daycare.” she spat. Fate really is cruel. I really was cruel that night. I should have been more open minded. I quickly scribbled my number down on a napkin I had from my lunch. “Please call me. I would like to try again and do better this time around.” I spoke, she hesitantly took the napkin from me, not saying a word and walking off. “Come on boss, we have to finish patrolling!” my sidekick appeared seemingly out of nowhere. “Yeah, let’s go.” I waved them off, preoccupied with everything else now going on in my little world.

Author's Note: This one was too long, tumblr didn't like it, but it's also posted on my A03. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47759488/chapters/121393120

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa x Fem! Reader

Genre: Fluffy Fluff

Warnings: mentions of an absent father

Inspired by My Boy by Elive Shane

I had met Shouta a few years back when I opted to step back from pro-hero work to teach at UA once I had my son, Theodore, Theo for short. His dad is not the greatest person,he held him once and I haven’t heard from him since, I don’t care but it sucks for my baby. Theo isn’t too bothered by it. Shouta and I had started dating almost three years ago, he met my son after about 8 months. They get along great and Shouta is so good with him. I was hesitant to let anyone in my life again after Theo’s father but Shouta and I agreed to take things slow. A few weeks ago Eri came into the picture, she seems to be a little older than my son, maybe 7 years old. He is turning 6 in a few weeks. Shouta immediately took Eri in and it warmed my heart. My phone rang, quickly I answered it only for my babysitter to be sick and canceling, shit, I have to be at work soon. I called principal Nezu. “Yes, ms. y/n, what can i do for you?” his soft pleasant voice rang from the other end. “Sir, is it okay if I bring my son with me today? My babysitter canceled at the last minute and I don’t have any family here, his father-” I started rambling, feeling tears well in my eyes. ‘Y/n. That is fine, Eri will be in the building with Mr. Miro, he can watch them no problem!” Nezu said. I sighed “thank you sir, be there soon.” I hung up and grabbed Theo’s backpack. He starts school in the fall so this won’t be an issue soon. “C'mon sweetie, you’re coming with mama today” I offered him my hand and he took it as I locked up.

He ran into the building. “Theo” I called to him shaking my head and trying to keep up. “Good morning ms. y/n” Shoto Todoroki greeted me as I caught my gremlin child. “Good Morning, Todoroki.” I gave him a brief smile. “Is that your son?” He asked, eyes directed looking at the blonde haired, blue eyed child in my arms. “It is. Theo, say hi sweetie” Theo smiled and waved. “I will see you later, I have an English exam to give to 1-A later. Hope you studied” Todoroki panicked and ran, making me chuckle. 

Aizawa’s POV

I caught a glimpse of y/n in the hallway, she was holding Theo, which wouldn’t be unusual except we are at work. I walked over to them with a small smile on my face. Theo made the hands at me signaling he wanted me, I took him from his mom. “Hi daddy” he greeted me with a smile. “Hey kid, what are you doing here?” I asked him, kissing his head. I remember the first time he called me dad, it absolutely took my breath away.

I knocked on the door, ready to take my girl and her son to his t-ball game. “Daddy! You here!” Theodore smiled wide jumping into my arms, I had been busy with patrols the past couple weeks so I haven’t seen them much. My heart fluttered at him calling me dad. Y/n looked terrified. “Theo, sweetie, we talked about this.” she cooed at him. “No i drewed picture!!” He grabbed the crumpled paper from his pocket and gave it to me. I unfolded it, it was me, him, and y/n together. It made me smile, a tear threatening to fall. “It’s fine, y/n. He’s my kid if he wants to be. I’m not going anywhere.” I smiled as she took the picture and hung it on her fridge. “And what if I wanted to keep it? Theo gave it to me.” I teased her, she begrudgingly gave it to me. I tucked it in my pocket.

“Mommy said I had to come, but Eri is here!” He squeaked excitedly. “Yeah, Eri is here. Let me call Miro and find out where he is. “Did your son just call him dad?” Hizashi asked y/n. “He sure did.” I quipped before she could answer. Miro Togta appeared and took the kids who ran happily with him following behind. “Why? He obviously isn’t yours, he looks nothing like you.” He said. “He is my son. He may not be blood, he may not have my name, but that doesn’t change the way I feel about him. I love him as if he was my own kid. I may have missed his first steps, but I'm not missing any more milestones. So watch your tone.” I replied. Y/n was crying, hopefully happy tears. “Guys, we should get to our rooms, classes start soon.” She said quietly. 

“Did you guys see ms. y/n’s son!! He’s so cute!! I wanna meet him!” Mina squeaked to Shoto, they didn’t notice me in the room. “I’m not teaching today, ms. y/n is, so you can ask her if you can meet him.” I spoke, causing the little group to jump. “Sorry Mr. Aizawa.” she said and turned around. Y/n came in and I sat on the floor in my sleeping bag.

Once classes were over for the day Theo and Eri came bouncing in the room, the group of girls, Mina, Uraka, and Jiro were waiting around, to what I can only assume was to meet our son. I smiled watching the teenage girls coo at him. He waved shyly, opting to hide behind my leg. “Oh come on kid don’t pretend you’re shy now” I laughed while picking him up.

Your Pov:

“C’mon Theo, we gotta get home.” I told the boy who was still perched in Aizawa’s arms. Theo shook his head. “No. I don’t wanna.” he pouted. “What do you wanna do then?” I asked him. He looked even sadder, it made my heart hurt. “I wanna stay with daddy.” he said, gripping his shoulders. Shouta could tell he was getting upset so he started rubbing his back. “Buddy I have patrol tonight. Daddy isn’t gonna be at his house.” Shouta spoke softly, trying to calm him before he started crying. “B-but” his lip trembled. “I will walk you guys outside and say goodbye okay?” he cooed and took Eri’s hand,I walked next to them, Eri’s other hand in mine while he held Theo. “Can you take Eri tonight?” Shouta asked. “Yeah, you guys wanna have a sleepover?” I asked and both kids started happily talking away to each other. “I’ll drop her bag off before I go on patrol tonight. But there’s something I want to ask you.” He stopped at the car, strapping Theo and Eri into car seats. “What is it?” I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder, he looked nervous. “You should, you both should move in with me.” He said quietly. “Oh. Okay. Yeah, we would love to.”

[justagirlwhowritess]

Song: Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan (this man's album has my HEART). Lyrics in Bold

Pairing: Dabi x Fem! Reader (flashbacks in italics) (y/h/n = your hero name)

Genre: Angsty

Warning: Toxic Relationship, mentions of alcohol, jealousy, season 6 spoiler.

I'm remembering I promised to forget you now

But it's raining, and I'm calling drunk

And my medicine is drowning your perspective out

So I ain't taking any fault

Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be?

I doubt it, forget about it, whatever

It's all the same, anyways

Dabi’s POV:

“I can’t do this anymore Touya!” she cried covering her hands with her face. I hate seeing her cry. “What do you mean?” The words caught her by surprise. She laughed. “I’m done. Get your shit, get out and forget about me. I can’t deal with you anymore.” her words burned. I felt the fire bubble through my chest, taking a breath as my hand started to ignite. “I will forget you. That’s a fucking promise, doll.” I spat storming out of the apartment we once shared. 

Fuck I was drunk. Sitting in the dark alleyway, fumbling between the bottle and the phone that was shattered. Thoughts from years ago plagued my thoughts. I hadn’t forgotten about her. How could I? I dialed the number I had memorized many years ago. She has had over a decade to change it, to move on. “Hello?” Her sweet voice came through the speaker. She didn’t know the number. Being a villain has its perks I guess. “I miss you.” I slurred into the phone. She groaned. “This, again?” I couldn't see her but I can tell that she is pinching the bridge of her nose. “You don’t miss me. You’re drunk Toyua.” She hung up. This isn’t my fault. She kicked me out. It wasn’t the first time. Wouldn’t be the last. I dialed the number once more. It went to voicemail. I drunkenly tried to collect my thoughts. “Y/n please answer the phone. Do you still think I'm honest? Half the man I was when we were growing up? Please pick up.” I finished the bottle and struggled to open the other, shoving the phone into my pocket. I’m not letting this go. I’m not forgetting her.

I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown

In the name of someone I no longer know

For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone

Traffic lights and a transmitter radio

I don't like that when they threw me in the car 

I gave your name as my emergency phone call

Honey, it rang and rang even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up

I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you

“Touya, leave him alone, he didn’t do anything!” She was trying to stop me from beating the shit out of her prom date. I had dumped her about a month ago and she dared to take someone else. He got handsy and I couldn’t control myself. She looked like she needed saving. “No. You asked him to stop. He didn’t.” I spat, throwing another punch. Wouldn’t be the first time I've thrown a punch for this girl and it wouldn’t be the last. “Touya please, that's enough. I’ll go with you, just please let’s get out of here.” She pleaded. I took her hand in mine, the mascara was running down her face. I ruined her night, I can tell, but she would never admit it.

Looking back I probably could have controlled myself better, considering I hardly know her anymore. I stood, stumbling and made my way down the street to her apartment, or the league, whichever was close. “Stop” A booming voice called. Cops fuck. I tried to get away, feeling more drunk than I had just a moment ago. I ended up in the backseat of the car. “Hey, shithead, don't I get a phone call?” I cursed. He grunted but obliged anyway. “Who do you wanna call, asshole?” he spat. “Y/h/n” I mumbled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “You want me to call a pro hero to come pick your drunken, villain ass up?” He asked. I nodded shuffling to get my phone out of my pocket to give him the number. “She’s my emergency contact. She always will be.” I huffed. He put the phone on speaker, it rang and rang. “Hello?” the voice gumbled tiredly. I must have woken her up. “Y/n. I need you to come get me, I got locked up. Please.” I hiccuped, the car starting to spin. “Fuck you, Dabi. I hope you fucking rot.” She spat and hung up. “Damn dude, that’s cold. What did you do to her?” The cop laughed. I shook my head. “Too much..Let me call her again.” I spat once we reached the station. The cop begrudgingly agreed. The phone rang and rang. She wasn’t picking up this time.

I'm untethering from the parts of me you'd recognize

From charming to alarming in seconds

I'll be bedridden, and I'll let the pain metastasize

But that's morning, I'll forget it

And the dial tone is all I have

“It’s like I don’t even recognize you anymore!” She pleaded with me as I had gotten locked up again. She came to pick me up without complaint again and again. “Doll, do we have to do this now?” I grunted. “Yes. We do.” She was curt, shoving me into the passenger seat, I drunkenly stumbled but sat anyway, feeling the hangover start to settle in. “Doll, I can’t even see straight.” I hiccuped. She rolled her eyes. “You always do this. I tried to ignore it but I can’t anymore. It’s becoming alarming.” Her tone softened, rubbing the back of my burned hand with her soft thumb. She sighed. “We have to talk about it eventually, Touya.” her words lingered in the air, only to be forgotten in the morning.

The dial tone is all I get of her now. I miss her screaming at me to be a better person. 

I'd die for you

I beg you, sir, just let me call

I'll give you my blood alcohol

I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell

I'll change my faith I'll praise the flag

Let's wait I swear she'll call me back

"Son, are you a danger to yourself?"

Fuck that, sir just let me call

I'll give you my blood alcohol

I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell

I'll change my faith I'll kiss the badge

Let's wait I swear she'll call me back

"Son, why do you do this to yourself?"

“Give me one more call. I don’t want to sit in this fucking cell all night.” I spat in an almost pleading tone. I would change it all for her. “We need your blood alcohol to come down before we release you, but we can’t check because you threaten to burn us alive if we get close.” The cop’s attitude had returned. “Let me call her, I will let you have my blood alcohol. I'll even sit in the cell with the rest of these idiots. Just let me call her one more time.” I sounded fucking pathetic, but I knew I could ware her down. She would crumble and come and get me, like she used to. The alcohol has my head swirling but I know I can convince her to come get me, she still loves me, she’s loved me forever. I love her. The cop sighs and hands me my phone. Drunkenly I dial her number for the 5th or 6th time tonight. No answer. I sighed holding the phone to my chest. She will call back. “Son, are you going to hurt yourself?” The cop asked, I felt my burnt tear ducts try to do something. Let’s not cry blood right now. “No. Don’t be fucking stupid. She’s gonna call me back.” The cop rolled his eyes. “Give me the phone. Why do you do this to yourself?” I shook my head, refusing orders, adding that to the charge list with being drunk and disorderly. “She will call me back.” I said with more confidence. Thankfully, she didn’t make me out to be a liar. “Y/n” I picked up on the second ring. “What police station are you at?” She demanded. I smirked, I knew I would get her to crumble. She always has. I gave her the location. “Give me 10 minutes.” She hung up before I could respond. 

The 10 minutes were achingly slow, until she appeared, disheveled, hair a mess, in pajamas, last night's makeup hadn’t been washed off her face, she had been crying, over me, again. She looked beautiful. “Is he free to go, officer?” She asked curtly. The cop looked shocked. “Uh yeah, just keep him inside the rest of the evening.” He unlocked the cell. I was more sober now than when I had gotten here just hours ago. “Get in the fucking car, Dabi.” “Yes ma’am.” I replied, moving past her outside of the station. I got in the car and she just stared at me. “I love you y/n” I whispered, cupping her cheek. “I love you Touya.”

I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x gn! Reader

Genre: Fluff?

Warnings: None

You scurry to class, head down trying to get there with enough time to review your notes. Barely passing the last exam Aizawa had given you were determined to pass with a greater margin this time. You sat in your usual seat with someone unusual sitting beside you. “Good morning, y/n” you looked over and gave the boy a small smile replying politely  “good morning Todoroki.” You had always liked him, he was smart, always kind, and incredibly handsome. You could get lost in his eyes. “Would you like to review with me?” He asked, pulling out his notebook. You blinked trying to process what he had said. “Oh. sure.” you repeated his action and placed your notes on your desk opening them to the pages that would be on the exam. Aizawa came into class about twenty minutes later and you felt like you hadn’t reviewed at all, too busy looking at Todoroki. You sighed ready to get this exam over with. 

“Class dismissed. Turn in your exams and go.” Aizawa said. He climbed into his sleeping bag and slumped to the floor. You sat your exam on the desk letting out a breath. Backpack slung across your shoulder as you hurried out of the classroom, you needed food. “y/n” you heard your name being called from behind you in the corridor. You stopped, turning on your heel to be faced with the hetero-chromatic boy. “Yeah?” you asked, watching him shuffle on his feet. “H-how do you think you did on the exam?” He asked. You are both now walking to the cafeteria together instead of him trailing behind. You felt slightly disappointed at his question. “Oh. Uhm, I don’t know. I-uh barely passed the last one so hopefully better than that one.” You laughed awkwardly. “I know. I came to class early to help you study.” he smiled. Oh. Once in the cafeteria you go your separate ways briefly to get your food, however, you end up at the same table, wedged between him and Midoriya who were already chatting away. You ate quietly, not paying much attention to the conversations going on around you. “y/n?” Todoroki calls with an almost whine in his tone, like you had been ignoring him. “Oh. Sorry. What did you want?” You asked now looking around the table. “I asked if you needed help with the math assignment.” Todoroki said again, apparently, but you didn’t hear that the first time. You had totally forgotten about it, and quite frankly the help would be nice. “Yeah, that would be great.” You smiled. He nodded at your words. “Come to my dorm later. We will do it together.” He said quietly. You felt your heart flutter at his words. After classes you made your way to your dorm to change into more comfortable clothes before going to Todoroki’s dorm. You opted for sweatpants and a t-shirt, grabbing your math stuff and made your way to his dorm, butterflies erupting in your belly. His door was open and he was sprawled out on the floor, notes all over the place. He looked up at you, gave a smile, and waved his hand, inviting you in. You came in and sat on the floor next to him still clutching your notes in your hand like your life depended on it. “Denki said something to me.” He said as you both started working on the project. You sighed, not sure of where this conversation was heading. “What did he say?” you pried. His face flushed as he thought about what Denki had said to him. “He uhm he said that I may have asked you on a date by accident.” Todoroki murmured. Oh. Oh. Your face flushes to match the red half of his hair. “Did you uhm mean it that way?” you asked after a moment. “I-I think so.” the words were almost under his breath. Oh. “This can be a date if you want it to be Todoroki.” Your words were like a whisper, face bright red as you looked anywhere but him. “Shoto. Please call me Shoto.” is his only reply.

[justagirlwhowritess]

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x gn! Reader

Genre: Angst. (I’m in an angst mood I guess, oops.)

Warnings: use of the word idiot.

You can’t sleep on his side of the bed. His side. The thought of him sleeping peacefully beside you makes your lip quiver. His favorite coffee cup rests on the counter where he placed it, covered with a little bit of ash from his hands. His cup. His hands. Him. You sighed, opting to leave it there even if he was never coming back. You decided to clean out the closet, needing to finally go through his stuff and get rid of it. Kneeling in front of the closest you pull out a box of his clothes you had packed away 6 months before. “Hey idiot what are you doing?” you swore you heard his voice as you opened the box. You looked around the room, nothing and no one, all alone, left with his ghost. He haunts your previously shared apartment. Pulling out one of his Dynamite shirts you hold it close. It still smelled like him. You choked out a sob holding the fabric to your chest, tears racing down your cheeks. “I miss you Suki.” you breathed shakily.