#DABI MY MAN MY LOVE MY MUSE I ADORE YOU

[probablysimpledreams]

Surprise Valentine (Dabi x reader)

a/n: a little early v-day treat for you cuties<33 I'm still working on a Keigo piece for valentines day so that should be out soon (hopefully) lol I was working on it then went out and when I got home the idea for this fic washed over me so crazily I was like I HAVE to write it ahhh enjoy lovelies <33

wc: 1096

"I don't need a babysitter!" Toga huffed as she skipped down the dimly lit street, refusing to face Dabi who was following close behind. 

"I find that hard to believe," Dabi rolled his eyes. "I'm here for my own reasons, so just shut up and keep walking. We're almost there anyway." Toga stopped in her tracks, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she took in his words. Dabi was joining her to steal Valentine's Day treats and items from the store on his own accord? It could only mean one thing.......

"I knew it! You are in love!" the young girl beamed, completely invading Dabi's personal space as she danced around happily. "Love love love!"

"Ohmygod will you shut up?!" Dabi snapped back, looking down at his feet as he kept walking. He didn't want to admit it but Toga was right, he was in love with you. So much so that he wanted to be the sweet boyfriend who surprises you with cute gifts, despite his claim to dislike this and any other holiday. God love was embarrassing. 

"You didn't deny it," Toga teased, dodging the small flame he threw her way. Dabi just groaned in response, silently begging she'd leave him alone so he could grab what he needed and get out. 

After a few more steps and teasing remarks by Toga, the pair finally made it to the closed shop. Dabi swiftly cuts out any security cameras and locks, allowing the two to enter the shop. The isles were filled with a massive assortment of heart shaped candies, plushies, flowers, and other everyday items in pink or red to make buyers want to grab it. 

Though he wouldn't admit it aloud, Dabi was overwhelmed as he browsed the store. Everything felt so flashy, so forward, so lovey dovey. But none of it felt like him. If he was going to do something for you, he was going to make sure you could see the thought and love behind it. He may not be the most romantic man or the best with words, but he always made sure his actions told you exactly how he felt. Exactly how much he loved you. It had to be perfect. He needed to be the best boyfriend. He needed your love. He needed you to never leave him. He needed- 

"You're overthinking this dummy," Toga's voice snaps Dabi back to reality as she approaches him, hands full of heart shaped chocolates and little plushies. "I know you know what ______ likes, so just pick something and stick with the decision." 

Though it annoyed him, Toga's reassurance eased his thoughts. He took a deep breath, rubbing his eyes before looking at the isles again with a new, refreshed mindset. This time a black cat plushie with a gold heart collar caught his eye. He chuckled as he remembered the countless times you'd say he reminded you of a cat or he had "black cat energy," whatever the hell that meant. As he went to grab it, his eyes began trailing upward and landed on a plushie that happened to be your favorite animal and color. A small smile tugs at his lips as he examines the item, noting it slightly resembled you as well. He decided to grab both plushies, snatching a pack of your favorite snacks before heading out with Toga. 

Once back at the hideout, Toga immediately began showing off her "shopping" haul to the rest of the League. This allowed Dabi to go unnoticed as he snuck out, headed straight to your apartment. He wakes you up by knocking on your window, blue eyes shining as he stares through the glass. 

"I'm begging you to use the front door," you sigh as you open the window, allowing him to climb into your room. You were still trying to catch your breath after he scared you wide awake by arriving here at 2 am without any prior warning.

"Mmm no can do sweetheart, gotta keep you on your toes," he grinned. 

"Why are you even here?" you yawned, urging him to join you on the bed. "Not that I'm complaining or anything, just isn't like you to show up without some kind of heads up. Everything okay?" His heart swelled at your concern. The way you loved him so gently, so purely made his head spin. That feeling only intensified as he remembered why he even came over in the first place. 

"I-uh-I have something for you." His eyebrows furrowed as he mentally scolded himself for sounding so nervous. Your eyes widen with excitement at his words. 

"For me?" you smile, looking at him. You could tell he was nervous which only made you smile grow. God he's so cute.

"Just take it," he grumbles. While it came off coldly, you knew he was just nervous. Everything about his relationship with you was new to him, and that scared him. Because of this you were always patient, and knew his actions showed his true emotions. That's why your jaw almost dropped when he handed you the plushies and snacks. 

"Stopppp is this us as plushies?" you happily asked as you examined the plushies. You already knew the answer though, smiling ear to ear as you hugged the soft and fuzzy items. 

"Thought you'd be into some corny shit like that," he chuckles, nerves slowly dissolving seeing you so happy. He hid his still trembling hands from your line of vision as he pulled you into his side, kissing the top of your head. "Happy Valentine's Day baby." 

"AHHH I love you!! I love you!!!" you cheered, pulling him to lay down on the bed with you. You moved to lay on top of him, covering his face with kisses before nuzzling into his neck. His arms tightened around you as you cuddled against him, smile still painted on your face. "Thank you for my gift." 

He hummed, small smile tugging at his lips as he rubbed your back gently. "Glad you liked it." 

"I have something for you too but," you yawned, "I'll give you it before I head to work in a few hours." Your eyes start falling shut as the warmth from Dabi's body lures you back to sleep. "Mmmmm good night, I love you."

"I love you too baby." Dabi leans down to kiss your lips before adjusting the way you're laying on him so you both could fall asleep comfortably. His arms tighten around you once again, reminding you he's not going anywhere as you both drift off to sleep.

[metranart]

Hawks chuckled, mirthless. “I’m too tired to jump you, my legs are too tired to chase you, my arms are too tired to restrain you, I’m too tired—… of constantly think about you...” your heart throbs at hearing this.

ft. Hawks centered, Hawks x reader, Slight! Bakugo x reader, Slight! Dabi x reader.

Hawks x UA Student! Reader (Part 9)

- Warning tag: obsessed! Hawks, possessive! Hawks, naive! student reader, violation of trust, dubious consent, mating cycles, rut response, obsessive behavior, uncontrollable thirst for reader, manipulation, forced, thigh riding, hormonal minds out of control, sexual content, first time, cock riding, teenage fuck, Dabi's toxically interested in you, Bakugo bestie yet secretly inlove wit you, love confessions, cock-drunk, Hawks trying to be good but failing miserably, gaslighting, HEAVY plot, lots of smut. -

Your jaw dropped as you stuttered. 

“...N-Nest?” 

Hawks bumped his fist at his sides, like a very uncomfortable child who was being forced to hear the `sex talk’ for the first time.  

“Yes, the nest I built for YOU.” Hawks explained, seemingly completely unconcerned with the prospect of you still being fully naked and at display, never mentioning it once. His eyes stealing glimpses from time to time. “It´s your—OUR nest.... as recently bond-...as mates.” He explained, face burning. “Please, baby bird.... p-please?”

Hawks knew there was really nothing you could do to stop him from carrying you over his shoulder like a caveman and claim you over the nest. But he wanted to atone for his misdeeds. So, he asked very sweetly, as if chirping melodically to please your ear with his voice, like a bird courting a female which he desired to impress. He was even willing to show you his best moves, but he had two left feet. Not his best bird trait.

You started to breath heavily, not believing your ears, stuttering out some incoherent words. “Wait-… what? I don´t... I mean, this is so....... WHY?” you ended up asking and he shrugged. 

“You are not going to like the answer.” 

You sighed frustrated, slowly growing angrier. “—The Rut’ bullshit.”

Hawks pursed his lips before nodding lightly. 

“And if I refuse?” You mused, hugging your chest to realize you were still naked. Your face acquired an adorable rosy color according to Hawks, even so, you felt like screaming at him for not mention it earlier. Damn that man! 

Doing your best so that your hands covered your private parts -Hawks didn't see the point, he had already memorized you in detail- you opened a drawer to fish out the first shirt you found and putting it on, it helped you feel less exposed, brave enough to ask what you really feared. 

“...Will you force me?”

Hawks seemed torn apart for a solid minute before he suddenly said. 

“Don't you like the nest that I built for you?” 

Keigo sounded disappointed, almost hurt. “If you want, I can redo it... tell me how you would like it to be....” it looked like he was holding back a fit of angst, you had never seen him like this, this feeble and confused. You only knew each other for hours and most of them, he was rutting into your conquered cunt with frenzied exhilaration, even so, he didn’t seem like himself. “I can put more fabrics around, put my feathers in a different position-…. Whatever you want, just ask.” He lifted a pillow from the ruffled of red feathers to fluff it with his hands and for the first time your eyes focused on the nest.  

It was a flurry of crimson feathers in the shape of a cradle which looked extremely soft and fluffy, like a cloud in the October sky. The clothes of both were piled up in different places, the skirt of your uniform, your shirt, his jacket, your underwear, everything... arranged in different strategic places to permeate the nest with both your scents.

Hawks stood stoically by the nest, which was situated directly above your mattress, patiently waiting for you to point out the flaws in his architectural vision. 

At your lack of words, he felt the need to fill the void. "Maybe you don't like it because I haven't explained how I vision us inside—you and I are going here" he pointed to the central part of the nest where there were more fluffy feathers "and once inside, I'm going to cover ourselves with this cloth I found-" Oh hell! That was the duvet on your parents' bed. 

“There won't be any holes but don't worry, you can breathe and sleep inside without a problem." Hawks looked so proud of his masterpiece, so expectant of the pat on the back, that your heart ended up aching for him. 

You wanted to yell at him, get mad and storm out. But you weren´t like that, you were easy going and had a nursing nature, you liked to take care of others... which is why you were in this mess in the first place, your nature was to give in to the whims of your loved ones most of the time, please them and see them happy. Neglecting your own needs. You never believed that this quality which you saw as an advantage would end up harming you. You were not a push over, not at all. You just liked to take care. Like the Hero, you wanted to be. 

Hawks looked really, REALLY hopeful and you searched for the words that would do the least damage.

“It's not that I don't like it—” You started, his whole attention turned to you, “It's just that I don't feel comfortable being THIS close…. to you.”

Hawks was stronger than you, faster- at least a foot taller, HE was the perfect mate. Designed that way to protect you. He wasn´t the problem-…. No! he was the problem—This was his rut-response speaking and ragging against your rejection to the nest, to him being close to you, to him touching you, to him trying to banish you from his mind, his instinct recognized you as his new everything but Hawks kept resisting... and he knew it, as he knew shouldn’t let it win, even so, here he was allowing himself this little slip. It was just nesting, nothing macabre or sexy had to happen, you just had to lay down beside him-...maybe let him wrap one arm around you, nothing to be this feisty about. 

He wanted to allow himself this slip, so he pretended that didn’t understand your arguments—he DID. Hawks aimed to bend your bleeding heart at his convenience. You were vulnerable and only a villain would take advantage of that, even so, he’d done far worse before. He had lied, deceit and murder for his country. This was nothing, just a whim. He was truly a piece of shit, and in his mind accepting that, endorsed him with the right to keep going. Just this one time.

“If you feel more comfortable,” he said, tapping his lips while thinking, “you go in first and once you're sound asleep, I'll go in.” He advised.

Honestly, if you continued cornering him and he decided to attack you again, the sleeping arranges would be the least of your problems here, and you knew it.

You didn’t want to rile him up- make him mad or provoke him, unleashing another round of helpless humping. He wasn’t giving much of a choice either, he wanted this. The bird wanted to nest with his mate, so you could only wait. Watching him. Waiting for Keigo to snap again at your lack of cooperation, you couldn’t, as nursing as you were, your body refused to move. 

“Just half an hour, baby bird, that’ll do—….” He took a step closer, hands inside his pants pockets, shirtless, head cocking down almost shyly. He was trying to make himself look less threatening, “I promise not to touch you…. beyond a hug,” he took another measured step. He was so tall that only two strides were enough for him to reach you, standing in front of you, waited for your eyes to lift from the ground. 

"I know you don’t want to hear it, but I'm-” Hawks wanted to apologize again but it seemed like a meaningless sentiment now. Even more when he was orchestrating everything. God! He hated himself, he hated to be doing this to an underage girl and he hated how euphoric his heart pounded at the thought of you being unable to truly deny him anything. 

“Just-… It’ll be okay, I promise. Trust me.” Your gaze snapped up at his comment, he was asking you to trust him, you didn’t remember how. Hawks, the ever-attentive bird, did not miss how your expression change.

“—how dare you ask me to trust you?” Your voice was feeble and weak. You felt emotionally exhausted. He could feel it, your smell was screaming to him that you needed to rest. 

Hawks chuckled, mirthless. “I’m too tired to jump you, my legs are too tired to chase you, my arms are too tired to restrain you, I’m too tired—… of constantly think about you” he chews the inside of his cheek, “… so, yeah?” He did look tired, you were as well and he immediately detected the change in the air, you were thinking about it, it smelled like resignation. A grin ghosted his lips, at the thought that he might have chosen the right words to reassured you. 

You squirmed uncomfortably when his hands abandoned the prison of his pant pockets, slowly reaching for you, unfaltering fingers searching for intimacy ignoring your utter disdain for this entire situation. 

“Yeah.” You heard yourself agree, even so, you slapped his hand away, hard. Sending him mix signals.

“… Yeah?” he repeated with a hint of eager confusion.   

“I'm not stupid, Hawks,” you pointed out, “I know I don’t have a say in this even when you like to pretend I do.” You were so smart, his heartbeat fluttered at having found such a worthy mate, “—you were my favorite hero, can you believe it?”  

He nodded in understanding, this time with a heavy sigh.

“It´s my carefree and jovial attitude... drives the ladies, crazy.” He joked, the smile never reaching his eyes. The posters on the wall kind of hint it to him, even so, hear it from you felt equally flattering and devastating. 

He offered his hand for you to take it. “Last thing, (y/n), I swear.” 

Eventually, you took his hand, slowly letting him guide you inside the nest. It felt strangely soft and fluffy. Hawks observing you the whole time, every movement he swallowed with attentive eyes. From you testing the softness of his feathers among your fingers, how you played with them, sending delicious and very welcome tingles to his owner. His feathers were like nerve terminals for him, he could feel everything, every move, every pinch, every caress, every sensation went straight to him. You didn’t have to know. It was useless information for you. 

Once you looked less uncomfortable, hopped inside, sitting cross-legged right next to you, discretely reading your mood swings. At first you were tense, then curious, then close to amazed and now tense again, and you were about to get more anxious at hearing him spell the next words. 

“You need to take the shirt off, baby bird.” He murmured, holding his hands up in feign surrender, like trying to diminish the outburst he knew was coming.

“Why?! This is the only thing covering me...” You urged, your voice cracking before the air exuded irritation. 

“I know... but we will need less time inside the nest if we are naked.” He tried to explain in all sweetness and slow motions. Taking off his pants, he threw them out of the nest and waited for you to follow his lead. Please follow his lead. 

“Naked? Again!? No.” You ranted. 

The air was filling with stress, Hawks scrunched his nose, his instinctual need to keep you safe and comfortable was about to unleash hell upon you. 

He growled deep in his chest. Pissed out. Was it too much to ask for you to calm down? He wasn’t going to touch you, nor fuck you, nor lick your pussy, nor hold you against the nest and breed you, humping into you recklessly like a rabbit in heat more than a bird of prey. No! he wasn’t going to do that, even when he wanted to! Even when he had been annoyingly half-hard for the last fifteen minutes, he was controlling himself. Why couldn’t you give him the same courtesy? Cut him a fucking break?! Fuck! 

His mind was more and more agitated, you were in danger, just obey him, dammit! Just submit… 

JUST TAKE THAT FUCKING SHIRT OFF.  

The shirt landed on his palm out of the sudden, it was so spontaneous that it cut short his fit of anger. His nostrils stopped from flare, his eyes regained the golden color, his muscles relaxed, and he felt air filling his lungs again. What had happened? Hawks looked confused, you on the other hand looked close to tears. 

Bunched up against one edge of the nest, Hawks crouched over you menacingly, towering over your trembling figure. When did he close the distance? He didn’t remember. Immediately sitting on his heels once noticed the aggressive posture his body had acquired. He needed to fix this. 

“Baby bird-… I didn’t mean…” Hawks could assume what happened but still needed to verify, “baby girl,” he called gently, “darling, please, come here.” You were sobbing, hugging your knees and he felt his heart clench. 

He just had a black out. 

“Did I yell at you?” he asked concerned, kneeling at arm’s reach without touching you. You nodded weakly. Apparently, he had lost control and the words he thought were only on his mind were also coming out of his mouth. 

“I didn’t mean to,” he insisted, and finding you clamped down, felt the urge to spoil you back to calmness.  

“Here,” he offered, “this-… pretty bird, this you can wear.” 

A long minute passed before you spied from under your hands to find a soft garment being pressed against you. It was his hero jacket, your big puffy eyes looked at him from the rim of your arms and he smiled, understandingly.

Understanding that he was a selfish bastard, he had been denied so much for so long that now he was unable to control himself, the greed in him was relentless, he was a bystander of his unknown possessive nature.

“I’m sorry, (y/n), about EVERYTHING.” He murmured, genuinely moved “Nothing of this is your fault, I’m the one at fault, just ME. I can’t change what I did, but I swear on my life that—” 

You rushed to him. You hugged him. You reach to him, and he melt around you. He didn’t care, he hugged you back, tight and shamefully predatorily.

He knew you were only looking for comfort, any kind of release, you were exhausted, you didn’t want him per se, but he ignored that truth and just pressed you against his chest, laying you on the nest locked his arms around you, your hair sprawled on his shoulder. You snoozed off at the sound of his heartbeat. You were his, for the time being at least, he´ll take it. 

Knock! Knock!

Who dared to disturb your peaceful nap? Go away!

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“W-What's...what’s that noise” you stirred in your sleep, words smothered against Hawk’s warm pecs.

“—Housecleaning?” Hawks mumbled still sleep.

“You are not-... in a hotel, y-you spoiled...spoiled bird.” You yawned, reaccommodating inside his arms. You were so close together that your bodies could fuse. 

“I´m not spoiled-...baby...awwww.... bird” he yawed, long and lazy, “I'm just too busy with... Hero stuff.”

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Ranking up on the charts... must-must be exhausting-” you teased back, too comfortable inside his heat, almost wanting to forget how much he hurt you.

Hawks grinned like a fool at how much joy this little witty exchange brought him-...if only you could stay like this forever, half-sleep and willing, and his. He hugged you tightly rejoicing in the laziness of the cute momentum. He still felt tired, so tired. 

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

“Dinner is ready. One-chan~…... mom sent me to get you, one-chan?” Your younger brother singsong from the other side of the door.

His childish voice seeped into your exhausted brain and your eyes opened. 

"Toji...?" you drawled, lazily, what was Toji doing in the UA dormitories? You wondered wiping traces of saliva from your mouth with the back of your hand. 

“One-chan...?”

“Toji~...OMG! Toji!” you finally went out of the drossiness.

“T-thank-thank you, Toji...ehmmm, give me a sec...” you yelled back, your voice sounding groggy.

“Open up, I want to show you my drawing.” The little boy insisted.

Shaking Hawks to wake him up was like an impossible feat. The young hero had gone back to sleep with you trapped in between his arms, it would be futile to try to open the lock in which he held you, the most euphoric hug. 

"Hawks," you whispered, close to his ear. “Hawks!” you tried a little louder. 

"You tickle me, baby~" he beamed lazily, still half-slept.

"Hawks!" You shook his frame more vigorously, but he still saw it as playful teasing from his playful mate. "I like when you tickle me.... so niceeeeeeee.... do it again, baby-...baby bird."

“Dammit! You lazy bird! Wake up!” There was no way to move his body, he was anchored to the nest.

“Can I come in, one-chan?” You saw the doorknob turn slightly and terror seized you when you noticed that the lock was not on. "Just a minute, peanut, don't open the door...."

“What's taking you so looooong~” The small child complained. 

Why Keigo was so strong, this was ridiculous! You scratched at his arms.

“It will be only a minute—” you pleaded to your little brother.

“Then I'm making the countdown....1.....2.....3” the boy playfully started. 

“HAWKS! HAWKS....please wake up......” The Hero merely rolled his body to the other side taking you with him to then snuggled you harder, “Five more minute, darling-… I can barely keep my eyes open...AWWWW-” he yawned loudly.

“4....5.... 6....7....8....” 

“Fucking you that well is a victory on its own buuuuut-…. AWWWW.... was not easy task, it took a toll on me,” he gloated, silly grin curling his lips haughtily, eyes still closed. “It´s the curse of the Alpha bird.” 

You rolled your eyes at his manly show of ego. You needed to think and fast.

“9....10....11....12...13....14....15....16....17....18....19....20!”

Time was running out because you knew that Toji only knew how to count to forty. You'd already tried everything except this, "Please don't attack me." You implored and reaching his exposed neck you laid your lips softly. 

"Someone-e... someone got up naughty~" Hawks teased, smirking and letting out a goofy giggle, but that sound turned fast into a deaf scream that you had to muffle under your palm when instead you bit him hard on the neck.

Hawks would have bolted from the nest if he hadn't had you on top of him, your teeth digging into the tender skin of his neck until you heard him frantically mumble under your palm. "...Are you finally awake?" you asked clearly annoyed, jaw opening.

"Jeez, baby bird!" Hawks growled, the skin around his neck turning red among your saliva, "I like it rough but not this early."

Hawks was still confused, it wasn’t early in the morning, it was almost night, and you weren’t one of his easy conquests. 

“21.... what was that noise, one-chan?”

Hawks felt stunned when hearing a child's voice on the other side of the door. He turned to see you worried and you immediately nodded. "It´s my little brother."

"-You said there was no one else in the house." He reminded you.

"It wasn´t, surely he came later -...with my dad." OMG! Probably your dad was home as well.

"One-chan?" Touji insisted.

"Uh-...I hit my finger against the bottom of my bed, peanut." You lied and heard him laugh mirthfully on the other end, "You always sound like a man when you yell." You deadpanned at his too clever comment for a five-year-old. 

The little boy had no filter yet, everything that came out of his mouth was either extremely humiliating or extremely cute, there was no middle ground. Hawks was trying not to burst out laughing but he was having a hard time.

“Really?” you chastised the Pro Hero.

“I already like Toji—” Hawks chuckled lowly, making sure to muffle the sound against his bicep. 

“—Too bad because you are NOT meeting him.” At last, you were free and without acknowledge the change of mood in the winged man due to your comment, you set out to collect your clothes, which you balled up in your arms to then offer his to Hawks and speak. 

"Get dressed quickly and get out of here." You spatted coldly. Ignoring the hero's furtive glances, Keigo wanted to make eye contact with you, while both got dressed, he looked for your eyes, but you never turned his way.

“22....23....24" Toji kept going.

“Why is he counting?” Hawks mused, keeping his voice low while tied the laces on his boots, expecting for you to at least turn around to answer him, but not such luck. “He's counting the seconds for you to leave.” You said sharp and unapproachable.

Regardless, Hawks grinned, he really loved this witty side of you, maybe a little less biting and cruel.... Nah! He loved it. Even so, he ought to try yet again. “Have you seen my visor?”

“How would I know. I did not undress you—” your back was still to him, so you missed how he snorted a laugh.

“Baby bird~” 

“You have the money to buy other, get out NOW!” 

You opened the window with a harsh tug and the fresh air entered ruffling the few feathers that were still attaching to his back. Without looking at him, you took a step back and waited for him to leave. 

“25....26....27....28....29"

“I understand how upset you must be, but I can't leave if you don't even look at me.”

Crossing your arms in front of your chest, you fumed, finally turning around. "You understand how upset I must be? Seriously, Keigo?" Your voice was low, like an angry whisper.

You saw his feathers ruffle excitedly and it angered you more. “You sick fuck—”

“30....31....32"

“I can't control it, okey?... don´t call me a sick fuck,” All his feathers dangerously flared acquiring a sharper look, each one now attached to his back and making him float a little off the ground, “it's like when you run a finger over the sole of your foot... tickles are automatic, that's how it is-…" he hesitated a little but ended up saying, “—to hear my name from your voice.”

“How romantic! I'm melting away for you, KEIGO.” You scoffed. “Is that one of your pickup lines? Pfff! What am I saying? Of course, it is! Bachelor number one of the country.”

“33....34"

“I don't know if you're angry or jealous, anymore....” Hawks snarled, getting frustrated by your changing attitude. “I'm trying to have a civil conversation with you...MY mate.” He pointed out and you gasped audibly at his nonsense, you were definitely not jealous more like superbly resented, “at least give me a fucking chance to—”

 “35....36”

“To what? To rape me again!?” this time you closed the distance rushing towards him, your index finger poking at his chest viciously as you glare at him, defiantly. Hawks just stared down at you, unreadable look on his face. “—Why do you ALWAYS refuse to leave, Hawks? Is the only thing I ask! Fly away from here and don't EVER come back.”

 “37...38….39”

“I cannot.... I cannot-…. baby bird” His hands found the way up and without asking for permission nestled your warm face between those cold fingers, his golden eyes were mesmerizing up close, like molten gold shinning in the dim light. You couldn't move, his grip was fierce and stubborn, why did his eyes keep tracing the shape of your lips? Why was his face suddenly SO close? His lips kept babbling something. 

“Ask me for anything, (Y/N), I will be the genius of the lamp for you, infinite wishes, all you can dream of.... everything money can buy, it's YOURS! Just don´t ask me to leav—”

“40!!!!” 

The doorknob turned completely, Hawks brushed your lips uncaringly as the door slammed open, and chaos entered. 

COMING SOON PART 10....

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[lovecanyon]

Can you maybe write a love on tour fanfiction where the reader is Harry’s wife but also a band member? And they are really cute on stage and stuff? <3

harry x band!reader headcanons

(more of my work here)

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Harry needed one last guitarist for his first tour but he couldn’t find anyone he liked. Until Stevie Nicks recommend him her lead guitarist Y/N. “Don’t break her Harry I need her.”

When he met her he immediately formed a crush on her and she became his muse.

Harry and Y/N started to date after tour was finished. Both of them just couldn’t hide their feelings anymore. “Well what now.” Y/N says rocking back and forth on her feet making Harry laugh.

They have a playful and cute relationship. “I can’t walk anymore.” Y/N groans at the painful sensation in her feet which makes Harry swiftly pick her up bridal style.

Y/N inspires Harry’s 70’s style and music. After finding her on spotify he even made a playlist for her. She thought it was the cutest thing ever.

He was so in love with her that on their second year of dating he proposed. Many of his friends and family supported him because they had never seen him feel this passionate about a woman ever. And plus they really liked her.

Their wedding was in Italy. Only about ten people were invited, most being family. Mitch was Harry’s best man and Sarah was Y/N’s maid of honor. “I love you Mrs. Styles. Can’t believe your my wife.”Harry sighs staring at Y/N as he traces his ringed finger over her lips.

When Sarah got pregnant Y/N got pregnant a month later which resulted in two pregnant woman preforming at the Grammy’s. “Well now they know.” Y/N shrugs before shoving a strawberry in her mouth which makes Harry smile in content.

Harry’s instagram is only posts of his wife and baby. He rarely goes on social media but when he does it’s to like his wife’s posts.

Most fans love and support them but there are sometimes bitter fans which Y/N doesn’t really care about. On the other hand Harry cares a lot and goes to defended her.

All of Fine Line is written about her along with a few songs on Harry’s self titled album. She really didn’t know about it until he told her. “Your obsessed.” Y/N says playfully making Harry grin like a little kid.

Harry didn’t want to go on tour with a baby but his wife had somehow convinced him. Glenne was put in charge of watching Y/N and Sarah’s kid’s when they went on stage. “Glenne is down. I repeat Glenne is down.” Harry says watching Y/N clean baby spit on Glenne’s arm.

Their interactions are very adorable. “Your not the only one.” Harry chuckles reading a sign that said ‘I’m only here for Y/N.’

-

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[haikyuuwaifu]

EPILOGUE PT.2

Genre: Humor, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

MASTERLIST

CONFESS ALREADY| BE MY FOREVER GIRL

BE MY FOREVER GIRL

Bokuto watched, as Y/N snuggled her  nephew close. Little Toshi had been a blessing in disguise for the group, when Atsumu found out he had fathered a child. Scared out of his mind he had called Y/N, and everyone banded together to help the two new fathers gather everything they needed for the cute little cherub. Toshi absolutely adored Y/N, and anyone could see that Y/N absolutely adored her god son. A clap on his shoulder brought Bokuto out of his musings, as Akaashi stood next to him. “You ready for this Kou?” he questioned, following his eyes to the sight of his boyfriend and Y/N making funny faces at the baby of the group. Bokuto nodded, a smile on his face. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life Kaashi...I think it’d be nice for Toshi to have some friends to play with too.” he teased, making his way toward the love of his life.

Y/N cooed, as Toshi babbled on. She absolutely adored this little boy, and every time she was around him, she couldn’t help but think of what her and Kou’s children would be like. While they never talked about it, she knew in her bones she wanted to spend the rest of her life with the man. “Sweetheart” Bokuto cooed, making his way over to his lady, a bright smile on his face. “Yeah babe?” Y/N mumbled, as Toshi patted her cheeks softly. “ I gotta tell ya...ya look real good with a baby in your arms.” He started, reaching out to stroke her cheek. “Ya look real good doin a lot of things baby, but this...this is probably my favorite sight of all.” He sighed, reaching out to stroke Toshi’s head. The boy in question cooed, as he nuzzled his face into Bokuto’s hand. “I gotta ask ya though baby,” Bokuto started, dropping down to one knee. “How would ya feel about havin some babies of our own huh? Give our godson some friends to play with hm?” he whispered, throwing in a wink for good measure. 

Y/N was shocked, as she took in Bokuto’s position in front of her. Her mind reeling at the question he just asked. She could feel her head nodding, but words seemed to escape her, as she found herself wrapped up in Bokuto’s arms and kissed soundly. When everything finally hit her, she hit his chest, as he proceeded to pepper her face with kisses and tease her mercilessly. All around her friends watched on, unshed tears as they watched their best girl, getting all the love she deserved. 

-At the wedding Atsumu would brag about how it was all thanks to him, that Bokuto and Y/N got together in the first place...he would also be the first to cry when Y/N asked him to be her first dance. 

a/n: AND THAT IS A WRAP! It’s sad to see it end, but thank you so much for your continued support and for reading Stranger Danger, Mama <3

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[mianavs]

the meeting

In Lima with You part 1

a/n: sequel to Falling in Stockholm :) I also suggest reading the prologue, Fixation, for background info

tw: nsfw-ish

wc: 1.4k+

Falling in Stockholm  In Lima with You 

Warmth.

There was nothing you craved more than the warmth only another body could provide and Dabi was more than equipped in that department.

He gave you heat.

It filled you up and trickled down in excess. It clouded your mind and put you into a daze that left you incapable of coherent thought. It pressed against your skin until it burned and left marks all over it. Dabi’s heat was comforting until it turned painful, painful until it turned into pleasure, and pleasure always melted into a warmth that lingered for hours.

You opened your eyes to a stream of warm sunlight that painted your sheets a bright yellow. It’d been almost a month since Dabi moved you into this small condo after you gained his trust. Untangling your limbs from him with care, you swung your legs over the edge of your new bed and poured yourself a glass of water. You dug into your nightstand until you found the almost empty plastic sheet of small white pills and took one out. Ever since Dabi stopped injecting you with quirk inhibiters, he brought you some birth control and explained that the inhibiter had also been laced with contraceptives.

Your musings stopped when you heard a distinct low groan followed by disfigured hands that tugged you down into bed. Dabi’s face took over your field of view with his cold cerulean eyes, marred burgundy flesh, and little grey staples that held his face together. He was the picture-perfect definition of a monster but instead of screaming or fighting against him, you pressed a chaste kiss on his mouth before falling back onto your shared bed and looking at him with pure adoration—he was your savior after all.

“Good morning,” you greeted him with a shy smile.

Dabi’s mouth curled into a grin before bringing you into his arms and maneuvering your body so your back was pressed against his chest.

“Morning, beautiful,” Dabi slurred, his hot breath against your ear drawing out a gasp from your lips. “You’re running low on your pills aren’t you?”

You nodded wordlessly as Dabi’s hand snaked over your chest and started teasing your nipple.

“Good thing I got you some more,” he mused as he continued pinching and rubbing your hardening nub. “Even though it’d be nice to see you carrying my kid.”

The thought of carrying Dabi’s child sent a cold shiver down your spine as his other hand splayed against your bare stomach. You found the idea revolting and your body reacted accordingly. Then as quickly as the disgust came it left and panic replaced it when you remembered your painful re-education and the man who put you through it.

Dabi stopped his ministrations on your body and you knew he’d noticed your reaction. You held your breath waiting for the familiar pain from his quirk but his arms merely tightened their hold on you.

“Do you not want to have my kid?” He hissed sharply and you furiously shook your head.

“N-no! Of course I do, Dabi. I love you!” You cried and squeezed his hands for effect. “I just think we should w-wait until we accomplish the Mayor’s goal. Besides, I doubt Shigaraki would approve of me becoming pregnant.”

Your heart was in your throat as you waited for Dabi’s response praying your reasoning was enough justification for him.

“You’re right,” He mumbled nuzzling against your neck. “We need all the manpower we can get to bring down the heroes.”

Melting into his arms, Dabi started kissing down your neck while his hand traveled south to the apex between your legs. You shuddered remembering the intense sex from the night before but spread your legs anyway. He’d only started stroking your clit when his phone suddenly started vibrating. With a groan, Dabi’s hands left your trembling form and answered the call.

Just from the annoyed expression on his face, you could tell it was your leader, Tomura Shigaraki, on the other end. They exchanged a few words but Dabi’s eyes shifted to you halfway through the call. The warry expression in his haunting eyes put you on edge as you wondered what Shigaraki had told him to make him react that way.

“Get ready,” Dabi stated as he hung up on your boss. “There’s a meeting today and the boss wants you there.”

Shigaraki didn’t trust you and, as a result, few members of the league did.

He told you so himself during your first meeting with him. It’d been just the two of you in his office to Dabi’s displeasure but there was nothing he could’ve done—Shigaraki was the boss after all. It was in that dingy office where Shigaraki gripped your neck with four fingers while his thumb lingered over your pulse point.

“As a former hero, you’ll have to work that much harder, Y/N.”

Ever since that exchange, you were always cautious around him. During the few missions you went on with the league, you protected Shigaraki as best as you could alongside Kurogiri. You risked your life time and time again to keep him safe but only so you could return to Dabi. Shigaraki was merely an annoyance you had to deal with until the Mayor’s objective was complete. The disgruntled man-child could drop dead afterwards for all you cared.

What you cared about was Dabi and his trust in you. It was your lifeline and without it you were as good as dead. So as you walked closely behind your savior into the dark compound of the League of Villains, apprehension ate away at your composure as Dabi’s cold gaze remained imprinted in your mind.

Your gut told you this wasn’t a regular meeting when you walked past the other members whose faces were darkened with a negative emotion you couldn’t pinpoint. The tension in the air was suffocating but you continued walking until Dabi stopped in front of Shigaraki and another person you never thought you’d see again.

Keigo Takami stood calm and collected next to Shigaraki while you felt as if you were going to pass out. You stood frozen as your blood ran cold and all you could hear was your heart thumping erratically in your chest. When your eyes turned away from the red-winged hero, you noticed other pairs of eyes on you and watching with mixed emotions.

“HAH! Just look at her face!” Shigaraki sneered, taking a menacing step towards you. “Don’t tell me the two of you know each other.”

The question was more like an accusation and you wanted the earth to open and swallow you whole. You opened your mouth to speak but the words you desperately wanted to scream wouldn’t come out. Your eyes turned to the man next to you hoping he’d say something—anything—that would get Shigaraki off your case but Dabi’s eyes burned with anger as he stared you down.

That was when you realized that Dabi knew more than you’d hoped.

“Yes, I-we worked together once,” You stammered. “He’s practically the HPSC’s poster boy so I don’t get why he’s here.”

“To be a criminal like his dad. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, eh Takami?”

Dabi’s mouth contorted into a hideous smile as he stared at a surprised Keigo. You wracked your brain trying to remember a time when Keigo talked about his father but you only remembered hearing about his mother, Tomie.

Gold eyes flickered to you and your heart began to ache when you saw the hollow pain in Keigo’s eyes. It was a pain you were more than familiar with and, for a second, you wanted nothing more than to comfort your old friend.

Just when you were about to take a step towards Keigo, a deformed hand gripped your own and held it in a crushing grip. You gasped but didn’t fight it when you saw the bone-chilling expression on Dabi’s face. To anyone else watching, he looked amused but his painful grip and clenched jaw were dead giveaways to the fury the burned within him.

“Since you brought him in and your little pet is oh-so well-acquainted with him, you’re in charge of watching over him, Dabi.” Shigaraki stated as he sauntered over in front of Dabi. “So if he ever betrays us it’ll be on you.”

He spoke to Dabi but his scarlet eyes remained fixed on you making the meaning behind his word’s crystal clear—he’d punish Dabi by eliminating you first.

[after-witch]

After-Witch Masterlist

My masterlist! Will be updated regularly. Please note yandere content will contain the ‘Yandere’ descriptor before a character.  Content is broken up by fandom, with headcanons listed at the bottom of each category. Multi-part pieces will be noted [Complete] when they are finished.

[Hopefully these links will work on desktop and mobile... if not I will work on a Google Doc version!]

Updated 04/28/21

Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia

Birthday Gift: Part 1 - Part 2  [Yandere Overhaul x Reader] [Complete]

You finally get up the nerve to ask your captor for a special gift–a birthday gift.

Bad Day [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

You’re in one of your dark moods again. Overhaul wants to help you. 

Just One Night [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

You really, really want to go see The Nutcracker. Will your captor grant your request to continue an annual tradition? 

Damned to Live Forever [Yandere Vampire Aizawa x Reader]

You fall prey to the whims of a vampire with a penchant for lost, helpless souls.

Don’t Fall Asleep [Yandere Dream Demon Dabi x Reader]

You can’t stop dreaming about a terrible man with scars. You’ll be okay--if you can just stay awake.

Takeout [Yandere Dabi x Reader]

You haven’t been eating. Your captor brings home takeout.

Just a Name [Yandere Dabi x Reader]

Dabi wants a name, that’s all. Things will be easier if you give it to him.

So Close [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

You ran and ran from Hawks and came... so close.

So Far [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

Sequel to ‘So Close.’ Hawks realizes he has to break you down to build you back up.

Vacation All I Ever Wanted [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

You agree to visit Japan with a friend for vacation, despite it being home to your controlling ex-boyfriend.

Threats and Lies [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

Your bratty behavior inspires threats and lies from your captor. Inspired by the prompt “I could kill you if I wanted to.”

Be Good to Him (The Boy!AU Shigaraki x Reader]

You’re a nanny responsible for the well-being of a doll-turned-ghost. You want to leave, and Tomura really doesn’t like that.

Birdsong [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

A rare outdoor picnic leads you to temptation. Inspired by the prompt “Don’t you dare fucking try it. You know you can’t outrun me.”

Adoration and Pain [Vampire!Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

You are his pure doe, his precious lamb. And his personal blood bank.

Let’s Split Up, Gang [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

You have a stalker. Thankfully, your boyfriend Hawks is there to help you investigate.

Mortality [Yandere Dabi x Reader]

Dabi muses on mortality after a hard day. For request: “Uhshh for the horror movie special I thought the quote “Fire is the reflection of or own mortality, we’re born, we breathe, and we die” from “Get Out” would work super well with dabi.”

Doctor Doctor [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

You’re afraid of doctors, which naturally means it’s time for your checkup.

Down the Drain [Yandere Dabi x Reader]

You and Dabi have a little... chat in the bathroom. For request: yandere dabi x fem reader.

White Picket Fence [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]  

[Part 2]

You’ve been with Kai Chisaki for three years. Your life is quiet and cozy and soothing. But what do you do when you realize you want more? For request: yandere overhaul x reader with stockholm syndrome

Pluck [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

You tried to run–no, fly–away. And Hawks is going to make sure you never try that again.

Sweet Dreams [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Overhaul watches you sleep and has an… unexpected reaction.

Big City [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

You’re about to leave for a new university in a new city in a new country. Your friend doesn’t seem pleased. You agree to meet up before you leave in the hopes of keeping your friendship alive.

It’s My Party [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

You’re having a party and Shigaraki is not invited.

You Would Cry Too (If It Happened to You) (It’s My Party Part 2) [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

Quality Time (It’s My Party Part 3)

Shigaraki won’t let you go to the bathroom.

Office Hours [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

He gave you the outfit. The blouse, the skirt, the nylons–the heels. A secretary’s unofficial uniform. You can’t help but feel mocked, in a way. Hurt. Was he being cruel on purpose, to make you think about your life before all this?

Thank You For Your Donation [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]

For request: “ Shigaraki gets obsessed with a twitch stream and deluded himself into believing they’re together until he finally takes her home “

Sketch Memory [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Chisaki lets you indulge in your little hobbies. But he’s starting to suspect that you’re taking advantage of his “generosity.”

Fragile Little Thing [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

Your “boyfriend” is having a rough day and he doesn’t appreciate you being such a difficult partner. If you can’t behave, maybe he can’t behave, either.

Revelations [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

So you don’t eat, you don’t follow his rules; so you hurt yourself. It’s all you can do to keep up the fight against an obsessive captor who thinks he knows what’s best for you.

Sweet Escape [Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

Escape isn’t easy. Nor is it very long-lasting. When Overhaul’s men drag you back into captivity, you brace yourself and wait for what your captor will do with you.

Comfy Couch [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

It’s fine if you’re not paying attention to Netflix, really. But not paying attention to your boyfriend? That won’t fly.

Corsets and Blackmail [Yandere Dabi x Reader]

Dabi wants you in a corset. What Dabi wants, lately, Dabi gets.

Baby Mine [Yandere Overhaul x Reader] 

Rest Your Head (Baby Mine Part 2) 

Close to My Heart (Baby Mine Part 3)

Never to Part (Baby Mine Part 4)

The first time you laid eyes on your child, you knew: You had to get out. Set in the ‘White Picket Fence’-verse.

Serpent [Naga!Yandere Overhaul x Reader]

You’re so lucky to have wandered into his den. Others might have eaten you, but he’ll keep you safe.

Pinned [Yandere Shigaraki x Secretary!Reader]

Follow up to Office Hours. You’ve given him a kink and isn’t that your fault, really?

Headcanons

Yandere Overhaul and a darling with chronic health problems

Yandere Overhaul General Headcanons

Yandere Aizawa General Headcanons

Yandere Dabi and a depressed darling

Yandere Hawks General Headcanons

Yandere Dabi and a depressed, clingy darling

Yandere Overhaul with a darling who has EDS

Yandere Shigaraki and a darling who doesn’t mind being kidnapped

Yandere Overhaul with a darling who hates mornings

Yandere Shigaraki + Secretary!Reader Headcanons

Yandere Shigaraki and secretary musings

Yandere Overhaul with pregnant reader headcanons

Bungou no Stray Dogs

With Friends Like These [Yandere Dazai x Naive Reader]  

One of your friends thinks your new boyfriend is controlling. Your new boyfriend doesn’t like that at all. 

Dinner Party [Yandere Fyodor Dostoevsky x Reader]

Your friends cancelled, one by one, leaving you with the only person in the world who seemed to care about you.

Flight [Yandere Nikolai Gogol x Reader]

You’re a fantastic actress when you’re on the stage. But your captor isn’t fooled when there’s no stage magic to hide your real feelings.

Character Development [Yandere Fyodor Dostoevsky x Reader]

You’ve been given a gift by your captor for good behavior. Too bad it’s a shitty book.

Headcanons

Yandere Dazai with an oblivious and nurturing reader

Yandere Dazai and Chuuya with a darling that has post-punishment nightmares

Yandere Dazai and Chuuya general headcanons

Death Note

Oh Sugar Sugar: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 [Yandere L Lawliet x Reader] [Complete]

You’re the owner of a cute little pastry shop. One of your customers falls in love with more than just your baked goodies.

Darling, Light of My Life [Yandere Light Yagami x Reader]

Inspired by a scene from The Shining. You found the book. He wants it back.

A Christmas Interlude [Yandere L Lawliet x Reader]

Set in the Oh Sugar Sugar series. It’s Christmas--and you have a gift coming. Deleted scene here.

Ginger Tea [Yandere L Lawliet x Reader]

You’re sick. Unfortunately, your captor has no intentions of leaving you alone to recover.

Sunny Day [Yandere l Lawliet x Reader]

He knew there was a high chance that your reaction to being kidnapped could end with depression. But what he didn’t know was how, exactly, to deal with it.

Final Fantasy 7

Compound [Yandere Sephiroth x Reader]

After being caught trying to escape, Sephiroth punishes you.

A Private Cell [Yandere Reno x Reader] 

Part 2

For request:  Can I request FF7 Reno with reader as his prisoner?

No Turning Back [Yandere Sephiroth x Reader]

It’s hard, being with Sephiroth–belonging to Sephiroth. Especially when your own heart belongs to another.

Headcanons

Yandere Kadaj General Headcanons 

Yandere Yazoo General Headcanons

Yandere Vincent Valentine with shy female reader Headcanons

Hetalia 

Wine? [Yandere Spain x Reader]

You “settle” in for dinner. Inspired by the prompt “I’m sorry, I know it hurts.” 

Cold [Yandere Canada x Reader]

You ran away and that’s not good. Inspired by the prompt “I’m sorry, I know it hurts.”

Under a Bridge [Yandere Norway x Reader]

You’ve been under Norway’s thumb, trapped and caged in more ways than one. You seek help from otherworldly beings, but a deal once made, can’t be undone.

Headcanons

Yandere America General Headcanons

Yandere Japan General Headcanons

Yandere Canada General Headcanons

Yandere Denmark General Headcanons

Yandere Iceland General Headcanons

Inu Yasha

Moving On [Yandere Sesshoumaru x Reader]

You misspeak when instructed by the demon lord who’s taken you. Inspired by the prompt “I didn’t quite hear that, care to repeat yourself?”

You Can Run [Yandere Sesshoumaru x Reader]

For request:  “Could you maybe do something with Sesshomaru? Maybe his ‘darling’ trying to escape not knowing that it would literally be impossible?”

A Gift [Yandere Sesshoumaru x Reader]

Your demon lord captor presents you with an unusual and unexpected gift.

In Sickness [Yandere Sesshoumaru x Reader]

You were not often alone with the demon lord who took you captive. Then again, you were not often touched by the demon lord who took you captive, either.

Knives Out

Yandere Ransom Drysdale Imagine

Imagine meeting Ransom Drysdale...

Hook Line and Sinker [Yandere!Ransom Drysdale x Reader]

You’ve broken up with Ransom Drysdale, and you mean it this time. But the freedom that comes with the breakup leads to a series of unexpected coincidences that leave you wondering: was it worth the price?

Yandere Ransom Drysdale Headcanon

Sticking up for Ransom at a family dinner.

Emotional Loan [Yandere Ransom Drysdale x Reader]

You shouldn’t be this nervous about telling your boyfriend that you want to transfer to a college out of state. Ransom is nothing if not generous with you–so why is your stomach in knots?

Labyrinth

The Pain Sweeps Through [Yandere Jareth x Reader]

You’re not the first one he’s brought into the Goblin King’s Labyrinth. You’re not the first one to best him, to get to the center and beat him at his own game. But you are the first one to beat him and give in: “Fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.

Misc Horror Movies

Kim So-Hee x Reader Headcanons (Wishing Stairs)

The Slayers

Yandere Xelloss Headcanons

Trigun

Yandere Knives x Reader Headcanons

Original/No Fandom

Wife or Death  [16th Century Witch POV]

You’re a 16th century witch who finds herself pursued through the woods by a witchfinder. Out of options, you pray to the only lord that might save you.

Floss [Yandere Dentist x Reader]

You hate going to the dentist. You really do.

In the Mirror [Doppelganger x Reader]

She just wants to make your life better. Of course, that’s hard to believe when you’re trapped inside a mirror.

And Home Before Dark [Wendigo x Reader]

Living in the practical wilderness of new France, you knew you were never meant to be in the woods after dark. After all, there was something in the forest that was dark and dangerous and it wanted you.

Madame Guillotine [18th Century Aristocrat Reader]

It’s the French Revolution and you’re a former aristocrat on your way to meet your death at the scaffold.

Down the Cellar Stairs [Early 20th Century Reader]

It’s just a game, just a silly game to play on Halloween. But you may find more at the bottom of the cellar stairs that you bargained for.

[whumperooni]

Rooni’s Top 10 Tumblr Posts for 2020

tagged by @dabispet

Thank you for the tag! ^~^

I’m gonna stick it under the read more so I don’t clog up the dash;;;

And I’m gonna tag: @vermeilies​ @wowthisissad​ @kugutsuu​ and @katsukithme​

1) Aizawa and his favorite student thirst ramble

(Aizawa x Student!Reader; student-teacher relationship, character is aged up, obvs age difference, sensei kink, uhhhhh grooming i guess?)

A ramble about Aizawa fucking his favorite lil student. I’m honestly surprised that this is my top post of the year! And I’m really surprised to find it’s hit over 1k notes! I never thought anything of mine would reach that kinda milestone!

2) for shame

(Natsuo x Sister!Reader, Enji Todoroki x Daughter!Reader; tw incest, feelings of shame and humiliation, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, breeding/pregnancy talk)

Ah, for shame. A little fic where I got to bully my favorite boy. ♡ It’s honestly a favorite of mine and I’m still really pleased over how well it’s been received! I luv Natsou and I luv to bully him and coat him in shame I luv that you all encourage it ♡

3) Crop Top

(incest, humiliation and degradation, possessiveness, creampies, Enji being a horny old dick over his daughter’s clothing choices)

One of my older whore-knee fics! It was one of my first forays into something explicitly incest focused and I like to look back it fondly- it was the beginning of my path down to being a Papa Enji fucker and I’m proud of bb Rooni for actually posting it instead of chickening out.

4) Just the two of us

(Natsuo x ditzy!virgin!Reader; unprotected sex, dubcon, ditzy!virgin!Reader, creampies, manipulation, pseudo incest, big brother/little sister kink, natsuo being a perv)

MY FAVORITE FIC!

God, this is probably one of the most self-indulgent things I have ever written. It was a labor of love and I hold it very dear in my heart ♡

5) Keigo with a scent kink

(Keigo x Reader; scent kink, masturbation, secret perv Keigo)

This one is kind of a surprise! A pleasant surprise, but a surprise nonetheless! I really do love a secretly perverted Keigo and I’d like to expand this into a fic at some point in the future :3

6) Keigo-nii breeding his sister during his rut/forcing her to stay in his nest 

(Keigo x Sister!Reader; tw incest, noncon, rut, breeding, fingering, possessive behavior)

Whew this one was something of a guilty pleasure;;; When I got for the ask for it, I was immediately smitten by the concept- I can’t help but love an aggressive Keigo-nii and my breeding kink love will never, ever die.

7) Dadzawa fucking his daughter while she sleeps drabble/musing 

(Aizawa x Daughter!Reader; tw noncon, tw incest, somnophilia, creampies)

Another surprise! This one is short and, well, I’m not sure if I can call it sweet exactly.

But! A surprise addition to the list! Getting reminded of it makes me want to revisit Dadzawa- and soon. ♡

8) Such a Disappointment

(Scumbag!Hawks x Endeavor'sDaughter!Reader; creampies, nonconsensual photo taking, scumbag!Hawks, exhibitionism (kinda), daddy kink, humiliation, fetishizing said humiliation)

Okay, not going to lie- I expected this to be higher on up the list! Maybe that’s because it’s one of my personal favorites but /shrugs

I love scumbag!Hawks and I definitely have plans for a part two in the future- I gotta write more of this scummy, scummy man; I just gotta.

9) Dabi and his bimbo in an alley 

(Dabi x Bimbo!Reader, tw: degradation, possessive thoughts, daddy kink)

Can I say this is another favorite? Because it is- it really, really is. I do so adore Dabi with cute little bimbos and I’d like to write more with him having to deal with his ever loving, no thoughts head empty sweetheart.

10) Rooni’s Masterlist

Okay, it’s a little funny to me that this is on the list. Why? I dunno! But it’s a good one, I guess- and a reminder that I sorely need to update it. Again.

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And, now, some of my own favorite posts that didn’t make the list because I can and why not? c:

Fucking Papa Enji for the first time without Rei there | Papa Enji giving his little one a tummy bulge while Touya-nii and Natsuo-nii watch | Scorched (Enji x Reader, Natsuo x Reader; tw noncon, tw breeding kink) |  Pit Stop  (Touya x Sister!Reader; tw incest, tw watersports; tw noncon) | Dabi fucking an airhead’s mouth in a stairwell (tw dubcon) | Family cumdump getting fucked by Natsuo-nii and then pleasing Mama (tw incest; tw breeding kink) | Good girl this year (Fatgum x Reader) 

Thank you so much everyone for your love and support!

[writerbyaccident]

Jealous Epiphanies (Yandere DabixReader)

Spending the day with you was always a day well spent, Dabi mused to himself. You were such a refreshing change from his usual companions and surroundings, so genuinely friendly and kind. With you, Dabi constantly found himself smiling. Not smirking or sneering, but actually smiling. You were just so sweet, even to him. Unlike so many other people, you had never been scared or disgusted by him, instead treating him like any other person. Even when Dabi had tried brushing you off like he always did with civilians, you hadn’t let his bad attitude stop you from being nice. And so, despite himself, Dabi became attached. What could he say, your kindness was addicting, you were addicting.

           Dabi was thinking of you more and more often as time went on, and with that, he spent more and more time with you as well. You made him feel renewed—hell, you made him feel happy—in a way no one else and nothing else could. And in trying to maximize his time with you, Dabi found himself in some truly ridiculous situations. In the back of his mind he couldn’t help but imagine his fellow league members’ reactions if they saw in at a farmers’ market of all places, seeing how such a stereotypically wholesome place wasn’t exactly his usual hangout. In all honesty though, he didn’t care what they thought, especially when it came to you.

           “C’mon,” you called out to him as you moved through the crowd, “I want to get some blueberries!” Watching you do your best to get through the throng of people, Dabi couldn’t help but smile. You were too polite to really push your way through, and frankly he found it adorable.

           “And why you can’t just get some at the grocery store?” he teased, quirking an eyebrow at you.

           “Because they’re way better here! They’re more fresh and way more flavorful.”

           “Whatever you say.”

           “Well if that’s how you’re going to be about it, more for me then,” you joked.

           “Oh no,” Dabi chuckled, “what on earth will I do without fresh blueberries?” Inspecting the eponymous fruit as soon as you reached a table selling them, you rolled your eyes exaggeratedly.

           “You’ll get scurvy, and I’ll laugh at you once you’ve lost all of your teeth.”

           Enjoying the mutual teasing taking place, Dabi opened his mouth to fire something back at you, but before he could, he was interrupted. Abruptly, someone called your name, drawing your attention away from him and towards the source of the noise. Dabi scowled to himself, not appreciating how this person stole the focus that ought to be on him. Turning his gaze to where you were staring, Dabi narrowed his eyes at the approaching newcomer.

           The very first thing that Dabi noticed was that the interloper was another man, one who seemed to know you very well. The two of you hugged as soon as he reached where you were standing, the wide smile on your face telling Dabi that this guy was someone you actually liked. The whole display was quickly putting him in a very sour mood, a shame when Dabi had been having such a good time with you. And his mood only plummeted further when the other man failed to leave after saying hello, instead choosing to stay and talk.

           “Oh my god, hi!” you chirped happily. “I didn’t think I’d see you here.”

           “Yeah, well, it’s a nice day so I figured I’d come out,” your friend grinned back.

           “I’m sorry,” Dabi interrupted, not sounding sorry at all. “Who are you?”

           “Oh, my bad. Dabi, this is my friend, Makoto. Makoto, this is my friend, Dabi.”

           “Nice to meet you,” Makoto said, trying to be polite despite the glare Dabi was currently giving him. Dabi didn’t say anything though, having no interest in encouraging this intruder to extend his visit. Rather, he simply watched on in silence as the two of you talked, bristling every time Makoto made you smile. Your smiles were for him and only for him, Dabi thought to himself. He wasn’t about to share them—share you—with some fucking loser.

           Said loser clearly wanted you too, Dabi could tell. The way he stood far too close to you, the grins he kept sending your way, it all made Dabi sick to his stomach. Did that asshole really think he deserved you? Dabi scoffed at the thought, cruelly amused at just how delusional your friend was. But wait, Dabi suddenly realized, why did he even care? Sure, he liked you and all, but that didn’t really explain the concentrated rage rising within him as he watched your interaction. Makoto’s next move, though, clarified things for him.

           You and your friend were finally wrapping up your conversation, a fact Dabi noticed with no small amount of satisfaction, when Makoto suddenly put his arms around you and pulled you into a hug. The sight of that bastard touching you sent Dabi over the edge, thus putting everything into perspective. He wasn’t simply being an overprotective friend, Dabi realized. No, what he felt for you went far, far deeper. Dabi was in love with you, more deeply and more completely than he had ever been before. You were the one person who truly saw him, not as someone to use or someone to be frightened of, but as a person. That was why he wanted to spend every single day with you, wanted to hold you, wanted to kiss you, wanted to see you depend solely on him. No, those weren’t wants, not really: they were needs. He needed you, needed to have you in ways that no one else ever would. But before he could get what he needed, Dabi realized as he glared at Makoto’s retreating figure, he would need to keep you from anyone who might take you away from him.

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Thank you so much!! :D And I'm really sorry about that anon... I hope it won't happen again! Sooo most to least likely to: ask you to marry them! I don't know if you have a character limit? You can put as many as you want or just your faves! Anything's fine for me really!

Sorry I know I said I wanted to try most to least likely… but I kept changing the order and was overall unhappy with it… So this became a Likely vs Unlikely or a Would vs Would not kinda thing… Also I tried to put as many characters as I could, but please my darlings it’s better when you tell me who you’d like, otherwise I’m lost. I didn’t go into too much details but if you’d like to know more as to why a character is in a certain category feel free to send in a specific hc ask!

That was still a lot of fun, I really like this concept so if you’ve got more like this my pretties send them in!

Smoochies from Ma!

Would they ask you to marry them?

Yes

- Izuku: he’s so focused on hero work it’s gonna take him a while to realise he wants to do it, but he will eventually, a lot of rambling will be involved

- Shoto: again that poor boy didn’t have a great example growing up… but after years of being in a relationship with you, he finally trusts himself enough, he’s confident that you can build something even more beautiful together, gives you a little speech before asking, and if you say yes he’d love for you to come with him to tell his mother the news

- Hanta: you’ve talked about it before, but he wants to keep it a surprise so he’ll ask when you’ve forgotten about it, really sweet and romantic

- Denki: you can see it coming from a mile away, might have actually seen the ring already cause he’s terrible at hiding things from you and in general, adorable but a nervous wreck

- Eijiro: it’s the manly thing to do! actually he might have gotten the idea from someone else cause sharky bb is a bit of an airhead at times, but he’s really excited about it

- Mashirao: you had a feeling he wanted to ask you something important, but not that important, goes about it in a very traditional and romantic way, probably over diner

- Tenya: even more traditional, asks your parents for their blessing first, I’m not sure if he’d ask in public, I think he’d keep it private, his proposal sounds like a business deal offer… but if you say yes all that robot front is gonna melt away and this dork might laugh out of sheer happinness and spin you around

- Fumikage: reaallyy self-conscious… many times he backpedals at the last moment… until Dark Shadow lends an unexpected hand

- Ochaco: look it took her a while to admit she had a crush on you but ever since you’ve gotten together she’s been really forward, that girl ain’t wasting anymore time, she knows what she wants

- Yuga: prepare for a very pompous, public proposal with the shiniest diamond ever… or none at all cause nothing shines brighter than your future groom and his love for you

- Momo: she mulls it over for a while and when she asks she doesn’t really, it’s more like she brings up the idea of marriage to see your reaction and then timidly wonder if you’d want her as your wife

- Tsuyu: she wants a family with you, that’s the next step in her book, a bit shy about it though but straight to the point as always

- Mina: she was actually waiting for you to do it but grew too impatient and ended up blurting out her proposal at the oddest of time and sounding vaguely annoyed/offended she had to do it herself before getting really flustered

- Rikido: hides the ring in the cake he baked for you, has a hard time explaining why he looks so horrified when you finish it all up without noticing anything

- Koji: you might despair and ask yourself first cause it’s gonna take him the longest time to feel confident enough to ask you, but he’d come up with something so precious involving your favourite animals you’d do well to wait

- Itsuka: she doesn’t need it, but she likes the idea so if she feels like you both might be on the same page she’d bring it up but more like in a conversation rather than just popping the question

- Neito: is he serious? haha who knows! come on yes he is and he’s waiting for an answer, he loves you so much he wants to make it official and be able to brag about it, wants to do a public proposal and tries to act confident but he’s terrified you’ll reject him

- Mirio: if someone pointed out that you already look and act like a married couple he’d get really excited and probably turn to you all smile “let’s get married Y/N!”, but depending on your reaction then he might apologise later on and propose in a more serious way

- Neijire: doesn’t realise it’s that big of a deal and doesn’t exactly asks too, you were probably just watching some wedding show and she mused “we should do it too” or when walking in front of a wedding dress shop “oohh that’s the one I want”… like if you ask her if she seriously wants to get married she’ll go “eehh? we’re not???”

- Tamaki: oh boy… swears he’s gonna ask you and look you in the eyes while doing so even if it kills him but that might actually happen… he’s gotten really comfortable around you over the years but some things are still… too much

- Yo: if you’ve gotten to the point where he wants to marry you… you’ve gotten through a lot, and this boy must have been a huge pain… actually you might have been fed up with him one day and threaten to end things, expecting him to close himself off as usual and wish you farewell then… but no, he proposes. yeah, not a great timing

- Natsuo: such a good boy, so sweet, promises to always provide and care for you, and vows to himself to not be like his dad (as if you could ever be sweetie)

- Himiko: asks soon after you’ve gotten together, thinks about becoming your knife wife almost as much as drinking your blood

- Hizashi: he won’t yell his proposal… but he sure as hell is gonna scream his happiness if you say yes (everyone’s ears are not thanking you)

- Nemuri: thought she’d never settle down? wrong! if you can see past her sexual appeal while still appreciating it she ain’t letting you off the hook

- Jin: surprised? I don’t think he’d consider it if you weren’t part of the league or if the boss was against it for whatever reason though, but it’d make him very happy to marry you

No

- Hitoshi: he doesn’t really care for marriage, but depending on how you present the idea to him he’d agree to it and might even look forward to it

- Katsuki: doesn’t see the point, you’re already partners for life, what’s the big fuss about? he’d be hard to convince, but the more territorial side of him might be swayed, he wouldn’t want any “mushy stuff” though

- Dabi: too bad his very good friend Toya would’ve asked! marriage doesn’t sound good to him for many reasons, you can’t sway him

- Tomura: finds the idea a bit… odd? that kind of “like most people” stuff isn’t for him honestly… but you’re his player 2, that’s better, right?

- Hawks: I don’t think that’s what he’s looking for

- Kyoka: she wants to, but can’t work up the courage

- Mezo: he never gave marriage much thought so you’d have to bring it up, he wants to make you happy and if that’s what you want he’ll ask, but yeah not spontaneously

- Toru: she’s waiting for you to ask her

- Ibara: same I don’t see her being too forward in a relationship, but might prefer it if you actually just talk about it together instead of a big proposal

- Tetsutetsu: he… didn’t… think about it… and if someone else brings it up he’s gonna be mad at himself for not coming up with that one on his own and won’t ask cause he’s too busy pouting

- Fuyumi: sadly I hc her to think that’s not really her choice to make

- Shota: he’s a bit whatever about it, as long as you too are together he doesn’t care about formalities, he’d enjoy a sober wedding if you want one, and please don’t let Hizashi make a speech he’s begging you

- Toshinori: that poor man is dying to marry you, but it’d be like putting a target on your back and his biggest fear is losing you or seeing you hurt… keeping it a secret might be an option but I’m not sure he’d take that risk

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The Things That Weigh On You-Chapter 2:

Rating: Explicit   |   Word Count: 2.71K  |  My Hero Academia | HawksxOCxDabi

Warning: The Things That Weigh On You features Sexual Themes, Violence, Drug abuse and touches on topics of personal trauma, mental illness and assault. Reader discretion is advised.

It’s just as easy to justify being a hero when everyone excuses your actions with the amount of glamour and power that comes with it. The media covers all of your triumphs and failures. You get endorsements. It’s almost second to being an A-List celebrity. But what happens when hero’s fall and suddenly, the justification leaves? What happens when ones own inflated ego gets the better of them and how do they bounce back from the rubble? 

Villains Don’t Leave:

      Part of being a villain, meant being able to go from one place to another without grabbing too much attention. Any lovers that you took for an evening could either die, get ghosted the next morning, or—if they were interesting enough—have continued visitation. Usually the third applied to superheroes with a certain level of magnetism, other villains or just quirky people in general. However, in Dabi's case, he hadn't been sure what it was. In the beginning, he figured a one night stand with Fukuoka's number thirteen hero and upcoming poster child for some knock off Dolce and Gabbana company would be enough to satisfy him. He liked the idea of breaking her, leaving her with a lowered self esteem. Maybe as a self entitled pro hero, it would take her down a peg. Sure, he would feel bad, but the momentary satisfaction would have been enough. At least for the five seconds that he would be getting his breakfast on the go. Yet once all was said and done, she right about kicked him to the curb with a cup of coffee and a couple of lunch boxes for the road.

       “Would you like these back?” he remembered asking her.

        “No.” She said blankly. “Do whatever you want with them.”

He remembered the expression on her face being pained, full of anguish even. And when he left, he enjoyed the two meals that she gave him and washed the lunchboxes thoroughly. Yet he recognized her pained expression as one of a person who had already lost everything. He just wanted to hit her in the pride, a little. Not kick a dog while she was down.

     A deep sigh escaped his lips as he stared up at the ceiling of his apartment. The sound of running water could be heard from the next room, which could only mean that Susanoo...no Edith, had woken up before him. If he moved to the right position, he could see her silhouette in the bathroom mirror just by peering through the medium sized crack in the door. He had been hoping to wake up to the same naked silhouette laying right next to him, hoping that he could wrap his arms around her and pull her closer. At least close enough that he could hear her heartbeat.

        “God, it wreaks of high class trash in here.” A high pitched squeal whined.

Dabi flinched at the sound of the foreign voice, pursing his lips as he narrowed his eyes at his bedroom door. He knew for sure that if he made a peep, that Toga would come storming in with the need to join in on whatever activities had long since passed.

And that was something that he desperately wanted to avoid.

        “Does the precut bacon bit ever open up a window when bringing home a snack? It's bad enough that none of us ever get some.” Came another voice. To be more specific, a mans voice. It sounded much smoother, more suave.

        “Man, newbie, you're sounding pretty thirsty.” Toga teased.

        “More put out than anything.”

Over what?, Dabi wondered.

Much to both his surprise and fear, the water in the bathroom came to a halt. The blueflame had to bounce up to avoid the coming moments. And keep from the new recruit and Toga noticing that he had a late night flare. He remained light on his feet as he quickly hopped into the shower, nearly slipping as he accidentally forced Edith into a corner. Her crimson eyes widened in shock as her soaked, jet black hair clung to her face and cascaded over her shoulders in a sleek waterfall. He moved to turn on the water and drew the shower door closed before pressing his index finger to his lips. And the bedroom door opened without a moments notice.

           “Huh...” Mused the recruit. “Guess he's occupied.”

He waited in silence as the soft click of his bedroom door echoed into the bathroom. He turned on the shower once more, allowing the spray to hit the both of them as he pressed closer to the smaller of the two.

          “If you wanted to join me, you could have asked.” Edith teased, smiling up at him.

He couldn't help but laugh as he swept his arm beneath her rear, lifting her into his arms with ease before pinning her back to the wall for added support. The soft gasp he heard from her in that instant nearly sent him into a frenzy. Admittedly, Dabi liked taking things slow and unraveling his lovers and opponents bit by bit. He loved leaving them in suspense as they panicked over being unable to read him or predict his next move.

She was watching him that entire time, knew why it was that he had rushed in to the shower with her. Yet Edith would not deny the surprise she felt when she turned around and saw him nearly sliding into her as she had been attempting to listen to the voices beyond his bedroom door. She even saw the familiar blond hair and visor belonging to none other than Hawks the winged hero, beyond the crack of the door and questioned why it was he was in Dabi's apartment. She damn well recognized the tinier intruder. Toga always wore the tell tale double buns on either side of her head and had a voice that made a person want to claw their ears off. But as her companion moved to cover her and turned on the shower once more, she couldn't help but make eye contact with Hawks for a brief moment. He paused, announced that Dabi was occupied and escorted the smaller of the two out.

        You'll be seeing more of me.

         Was that what he meant?

Edith narrowed her eyes before turning her attention back to her lover and watched as he studied her. His erection was apparent as it settled at her groin as his arm held her fast. The cool metal of his jacobs ladder tickled at her belly and caused her to tense with anticipation.

      “You know, Cinders,” She began. “Sun Tsu wrote that one should know thy enemy as well as one should know thyself. Then the battle is half won.”

She wondered when she had given the man a damn nickname, yet withdrew from the thought immediately. His lips stretched in to a coy smile, complimenting his scars and the staples that some would find monstrous or frightening. To her, however, they were fascinating. She enjoyed tracing her fingers along the seams and the merge lines. She thought it was a handsome characteristic.

           “Cinders, huh?”

Her eyes moved from his lips and his scars, traveling along his jawline before meeting the cool pair of icy baby blue eyes that she had grown accustomed to. Yet this time, they weren't guarded. They weren't detached or empty. They weren't filled with thoughts of someone or something else. They were filled with attachment and adoration. His smile was no longer hungry or sadistic, either.

    It was inviting.

Her heart began to race. She didn't recall ever wanting this to happen. She wanted the opposite. Things were supposed to be casual. Connections were not supposed to be made and she wasn't supposed to get attached. He wasn't supposed to grow attached.

    She messed up.

    “I have to go.”

Dabi's expression quickly changed to confusion as she struggled to get out of his grasp. They had been friends with benefits for so long that he should have known that when she was done, she was done and she wasn't easily startled or frightened by anything. He saw the way she looked at him. That much was obvious. Friends could be intimate. Friends could know a little bit about each other, especially when they were sleeping together. But not like this. She had fallen so far off the deep end that she was falling for her friend and based on the way he looked at her, he didn't need to say whether or not the feeling was mutual. He allowed her to bite him. He allowed her to press against him and wouldn't even try to attack her with how long they had known one and other. But right now, right fucking now, he was holding her still and wondering what had her so panicked.

        “Put me down.” She pleaded.

        “Put me down, right now.”

Dabi paused for a moment as a flash of heartache passed over his features,

yet almost in an instant he was unreadable again.

     “Maybe we should go get something to eat.” He sighed, finally reaching over to turn the water off.

    It had been times like these that he had been thankful for the short attention spans of the other cohabitants of his apartment, and twice as thankful that Hawks, the new recruit, had been nowhere to be found. That had made things all the easier for him and Edith to creep out without any need for interaction. And as the two slipped through the cracks and crevices of the city, her with her sunglasses and deep red lipstick and bomber jacket combo, and him with his simple hoodie and downcast eyes to avoid any memory of his presence. The more challenging parts of their grand departure, however, had been acquiring food and attempting to avoid suspicion from passers by. He didn't like crowded areas or places where pandemonium could easily break out without warning. Nor did he care to be the blame for some other assholes half hearted handy work.

He was more methodical than that.

However, Dabi was unsure if Edith would be able to convince the local heroes and authorities of his innocence with her current fallen hero status. After her fall, he figured she would settle into an early retirement as endorsement after endorsement slowly nullified their contracts with her. And when she had made the decision to become a villain, questions began to rise in his head as to why. She could easily be a vigilante, she would do well as an actress. Sure, he trusted her not to betray him but being a villain just wasn't her cloak to bear.

   He watched as she placed a cigarette between her lips and removed a lighter from the pocket of her vintage bomber jacket. She had probably been on her third or fourth cigarette since they both had left the apartment and it was beginning to worry him. Yet he knew that if he said anything, it would cause her to panic even more.

     Click.

She was struggling with the ignition.

     “Do you--”

      “I'm fine.”

      Click. Click.

       “I could--”

       “Leave it.”

Click. Click. Click.

        “Fuck!”

Her outbursts were unusual for him to see. In all his time he had known her, she had never thrown anything against a wall. Not out of anger or frustration. She was always good about keeping those things under wraps and he prided her for keeping a level head.

      But this?

      This was fear.

He extended his hand out to her, asking for the cigarette between her lips. And with a low sigh of defeat, she surrendered to him.

As he lit the stimulant, he couldn't help but take a small drag for himself. His thoughts going to the shower and her panicked expression as she begged for him to put her down. He recalled how their relationship developed and how they were originally supposed to just be casual fuck buddies. Dabi remembered her specifically saying that she didn't require attachments. Edith didn't need them. He remembered how they would talk and how cold she would be to him in the beginning. Uncaring as to whether or not they saw one and other again as she tarnished her reputation. She had a house and an inheritance from her grandmother to live comfortably for the rest of her life, so such things were affordable to her. He knew that she was only trying to make a name for herself until she had little reason to.

Before she even decided to become a villain he would sometimes see her sitting alone in the park, uncaring of the world around her. Many would greet her and ask her where she had gone and she would smile, saying that she had nothing left to fight for and by that point, it was almost like watching a suicide.

He hated the idea of toxic relations. He hated stalking unnecessary targets for the sake of interest. But by that point they had rolled in the hay with one and other enough times that when he had enough of seeing her sad little display in the park, he walked up, took her hand and dragged her sorry ass to his hideout. Then things moved forward from there.

        But now wasn't the time to think about that.

        Now wasn't the time to dwell on past impressions.

A slow, deep and heavy sigh escaped with slow tendrils of smoke streaming from the corner of his lips and nostrils. The scent of cherries and lilac seemed to be infused with the tobacco of the specific brand he had helped Edith light. Which to him, didn't strike him as strange. She had a knack for finding flavored something or other. Hell, she even told him the flavor of his blood at one point.

        “Can I have my drag back, now?” she asked. There was more of a commanding tone in her voice than a request.

        “I think I'll hold onto it a little longer.”

        “Asshole.”

        He chuckled.

        “What does that make you, then?”

         “Why does it matter?”

   He turned to look at her, wondering what it was that was going through her head in that moment. She had been fighting to keep her eyes on the tracks as the bullet train moved around the corner. And in that instant he touched her hand, curling his fingers around hers as he softened his gaze. He wondered what scared her more in that instant. Slowly drawing her closer, he pulled her into a tight embrace and removed the cigarette from between his lips as a loud screech filled their ears. A gust of wind consumed them soon after, and he could feel her body shiver in his grasp. Moments ticked by in silence as the warning bell tolled. The intercom eventually announced it's departure and how long it would be before the next one would arrive.

“Is having a lover such a bad thing?” Dabi asked. His voice had been low enough so that only she could hear him and as he felt her pull away, he tightened his grasp. The mellow dramatic bullshit and lack of communication was beginning to grow tiring, and not in the fun way. “Rather than be a fucking drama queen could you at least talk to me about this?” The annoyance in his voice had let her know that he wasn't willing to let this one slide. Not anymore.

“What's the point?” She asked. “Lovers don't stick around for very long and grow bored easily. They leave.”

So it was a fear of abandonment? Was she fucking serious?He scoffed and held her by the shoulders as he pressed her back. A grimace painted his scarred features with a mixture of emotions that he found a little too difficult to describe. Yet the most notable ones were probably hurt, betrayal and compromise. Compromise being that he would do his best to reassure her where he could, but not take it upon himself to fix her. Even villains had souls. Their alignments were just a little more twisted. Yet as she looked up at him, he couldn't help but lean down and brush his lips past her own and run his fingers through her hair. If there were some sort of quirk to make her forget all that she had gone through before him, he would find a way to get that person to use it on her. Bring her back to her hero status and perhaps form a star crossed romance between the alignments.

        “Villains don't leave, fangs.” Dabi reassured her. “They simply relocate.”

Authors Note: Hey everyone, thank you for taking the time to read the second installment of The Things That Weigh On You. I am really excited to be writing this fanfic, as it allows for me to practice my writing and help work with maintaining and establishing the work between characters. And as a professional writer this is very much a big deal for me. And also, I just would like to say that the future illustrations that are going to be featured in coming chapters will be done and watermarked by yours truly, unless credited otherwise. So to be that broken record, thank you my beloved readers for enjoying this fanwork. Words cannot express my level of love and appreciation for you. 

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As we celebrate over 200 followers on tumblr, here’s round two of favorite rarepairs!

@lurkerwithcomputer said: Still taking fave rarepair asks? I have a slowly growing love of Toga Himiko/Kaminari Denki. I'm honestly surprised it's so rare considering all the Traitor Kaminari theories. (I mean, there are only *2 fics* - I kid you not - on Ao3 with this ship and one of them is mine...)

Mod Muse: Oooh, good point. This will be a very valid ship if the traitor theory turns out to be true! Heck, even if it doesn't, I could see the dynamic being a lot of fun. Toga's chaos, empathy, and undercurrent of cunning combined with Kaminari's raw chaotic dumbass… chaos squared.

Mod Echo: I’m fond of the “Kaminari is the traitor” theory just because Kaminari is cool but like he could be even cooler with a shadowy past, and Toga and Kaminari would just be amazing to see together in general. I feel like these two are a pair I would not want to meet in a dark alley. @_@

Anon said: this is gonna sound weird but bakugo and that friend he had in middle school (the one w the long fingers) they WERE childhood friends, nd i feel like theyd have a very “no homo” kinda relationship (but secretly Yes Homo) nd angst bc the friend ISNT a hero student and esp w bkg rebuilding his relationship w deku, he could feel like hes not Good Enough to act on his feelings 4 bkg. idk i think itd b cute bc hes the friend bkg had a consistent good relationship w/ and i wanna explore that dynamic

Mod Muse: I don't think it's weird at all! I could definitely see that sort of vibe coming from them and the potential for angst, character development, and all those other things is… delicious. I love rebuilding old relationships type ships, and this hits that mark perfectly. :D

Mod Echo: “Childhood friend” ships are A+ in my book; I love those wholesome moments of “Remember that time when we…” Doesn’t seem like a weird ship to me at all!

Anon said: Dunno if you’ll do another round of fav rarepairs but I think ShinIzuOcha is so cute!! Also Kendo x Momo x Jirou are adorable

Mod Muse: Oh gosh, you're right, they are cute! I should have thought twice before suggesting this event… i'm… gonna end up with too many ships. RIP me

Mod Echo: Y’all ever look at canon and go “Wow, you’re just not trying hard enough. There are 505607920 ways you could be infinitely more awesome.” And here’s two of them right here! I’m a big fan of Shinsou in general so sign me up for ShinIzuOcha, and Kendo, Momo, and Jirou just seems like a totally natural ship--their connections all have good development!

@fleurdesamione said: I love the big three as a polyship! They're just such a good balance for each other and so sweet in their friendship! The idea of them sharing a romantic bond just makes me soften!

Mod Muse: *teary eyes* Too right OP… too right

Mod Echo: L I S T E N they’re not called “The Big Three” for nothing, okay??? There are some characters yah just don’t separate and this is it right here, gold standard. Nejire and Mirio’s outgoing natures balance out Tamaki’s shyness and Tamaki’s determination gives the others motivation to keep going. So good, just so good.

Anon said: Todoroki/shinso has got a killer vibe going for it right now with me! I love the idea of the two who declare from the start they don't want to make friends coming together and finding a warmth and love from each other.

Mod Muse: That sort of dynamic is always nice! I’ll admit, I probably wouldn’t have thought of Todoroki/Shinsou on my own, but now that you mention it, it sounds like it has a lot of potential.

Mod Echo: Yesss, let’s continue to further the Shinsou agenda… I think there’s so much good stuff that could happen in a ship like this--they both have elements of their quirks that they hesitate to use or don’t view as heroic, so finding a way to make their quirks into something they love and feel great about TOGETHER is just flawless. 

@coffee-craving-canine said: I have A LOT of rarepairs, but currently, my favorites are Frozen Marbles (Rei/Compress) and DabiHawksMiruko. Compress, despite being a villain, is much more of a gentleman than Endeavor ever could be and would treat Rei so much better; plus he's very charming. Rei deserves good things. The scandal with Dabi secretly dating two heroes is angst heavy, making it fun to plot how it could work out. Hawks and Rumi can relate to each other with their animal instincts (plus "Dabi is a furry" jokes)

Mod Muse: Is now the time to say that I actually ship Dabi/Miruko myself? So yes, Coffee, I definitely understand where you’re coming from! And you’re dead right about Rei deserving good things! Compress may be a villain, but at least I have little doubt that he would treat her right.

Mod Echo: YOOOOO, I love this!! Mr. Compress more like Mr. Steal Yo Girl!!! He should totally go save Rei; Horikoshi get on this stat! DabiHawksMiruko is hilarious to me because I’m imagining how such a situation would happen in canon and what people’s reactions would be… Great stuff.

Anon said: My favorite rarepair (and just bnha ship in general) is Setsumori! (Setsuna/Kinoko) They have such a cute dynamic: Excited tol and shy smol (in the most simple terms). They're also just both cuties!!

Mod Muse: You have me intrigued. Excited tol and shy smol girls is a worthwhile shipping investment indeed! 

Mod Echo: Class 1-B needs way more love! There are so many fun characters and dynamics there and then the comic just glances right over them. I want to see some interactions with these two in canon!

Anon said: Inko/Yagi/Naomasa! All Might and Naomasa have such a good rapport in Vigilante! But Toshinko is such a wholesome ship! So why not make a ot3, you know?

Mod Muse: I do know! Naomasa deserves more love, and Inko and Toshinori both deserve nice things. Ship them all together and let them all be happy and warm and wholesome. ^.^

Mod Echo: There are so many shippers with great taste submitting responses here. I love All Might/Inko, and I also love All Might/Naomasa--Inko/All Might/Naomasa is like double the love! We all know Toshinko is A+ but man, I feel like Naomasa’s calm and just generally kind demeanor is a great match for Inko too. This was a great idea for acquiring new ships....

Anon said: Shipping Fuyumi with Miruko is popular but I'm also intrigued by Mt. Lady and Fuyumi together, considering they also have such clashing personalities. With Mt. Lady very self-assured and attention-seeking and Fuyumi tends to throw her all into supporting others.

Mod Muse: Oooh, I could see them making lovely foils! I approve! Also, imagining the surprise of Fuyumi’s family and friends finding out she’s dating Mt. Lady… lmao

Mod Echo: I like Fuyumi with like… everyone. XD She’s just a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world… But Fuyumi with Mt. Lady could be really cool! I feel like Mt. Lady is really good at putting on a media personality, but having to be herself around Fuyumi could be very interesting challenge!

Anon said: i have such a soft spot for kirishindeku ;;w;; shinsou and deku already have a friendship in the series, and kirishima would absolutely get along w shinsou as well!! they make me all sorts of emotional, haha

Mod Muse: S o f t. I think that Kirishima and Shinsou would balance each other out really well, and then Deku falls really nicely somewhere in the middle of the relative soft-stale cinnamon roll spectrum.

Mod Echo: I see you, fellow Shinsou fans; I see you. Kirishima and Deku are already adorable together just by themselves, but Kirishimi and Shinsou is a dynamic I hadn’t even thought of. I could totally see Kirishima hyping Shinsou’s joining the hero class, and can we just talk about the sheer amount of motivation contained in a KiriShinDeku ship???

Anon said: I really like Mei/Himiko/Iida! mostly because of how hilarious it would be to pair off Iida, one of the most intense and serious members of class A, with two of the wackiest, one-track mind characters.

Mod Muse: O-oh my gosh. I have no words, this is… this is just utterly fantastic. Bless Iida and, in this scenario, heaven help him. I could actually see this relationship being good for all three of them though! 

Mod Echo: RIPPPP Iida! XD There are some ships you like because they’re serious and deep and thought-provoking… And then there are some ships that you love that are just plain comedic genius. The potential for wacky hijinks here is truly and completely off the charts. Just yes, please.

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it’s real isopod (and roach) hours

imma dedicate this to @bakedpieceofchicken bc this is Their Kind Of Content(TM)

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“I had no idea roaches this fancy existed...” muses Keigo over a rather neat enclosure where a couple of bright blue insects skitter around. He doesn’t know what he expected when being invited inside Twice’s room and whatever he could pick up from outside, but... this was not it. Especially not the giant isopod roaming around free. He’s gotta admit, though... that it’s pretty cute. And dumb. It’s just adorably stupid.

“They are pretty great!! You can take that one... over my dead body!! She’s my favourite!!“ their owner declares, petting one big one that’s making some noise akin to paper rattling. Jin then hums, thinking. ”Like, I don’t think you can’t get that sort legally, but I’m sure moneybags will provide if Shigaraki pesters him about it.”

“Thanks, but I’ll pass. Wouldn’t be able to sleep with these little creepy crawlies around.”

“Oh, don’t worry, they don’t bite unless you’re already dead.”

“Yeah, they cleaned up that chicken bone over there real good!!” points Himiko at the corner of a terrarium, then puts the dotted specimen she’s been playing with back inside.

“Ah, no, no, that’s not it,” he says, crossing his pointing fingers with a sheepish smile. “I mean it literally- I can feel them tip-tap around all over the place and I’m a light sleeper. It would drive me crazy.” If there were just five more of these little bugs crawling across various kinds of surfaces he’d need a timeout by now. “I’d love to get some chickens or budgies, too, but… same problem.”

Himiko’s face lightens up with the realization. “Oh, that’s why you have tons of concealer around your eyes! You can’t sleep!”

“Is it really a passion if you don’t suffer for it?“ An eyebrow visibly lifts under the mask. “Are your feathers that sensitive? ... how can you sleep at all? You’re always surrounded with people. Always. There’s no time to rest. Ever.”

“Man, barely. You would be scandalized at my sleeping arrangement.” Anyone would be.

The girl spots the isopod fiddling near her shoes and picks it up. “I doubt it. Have you seen Mister’s? It looks like an old lady’s room. One who goes to the theatre and attends balls every weekend;” The animal is put onto the loveseat with a loving pat, and skitters over to the remnants of what must be chips shortly. “...  hat rack, frills, old timey record player. It has it all.”

“Honestly, I can only fathom what Dabi’s must look like,” she thinks then aloud, staring into the darkness over the spotlights. “Noone’s ever been there.”

Twice’s brows inch close as he squints, stroking the hissing cockroach with a finger as if it were a cat’s head. “The den of the Beast.”

Keigo lets out a stifled snort. “Some things are better left unknown.”

“Yours has piqued my interest, though!! What’s it like??”

“Yeah!!!”

He blinks. Without getting into details… “It looks pretty... bad.”

“Like, how bad? Bulletproof glass and boring white halls? Marshmallow floor? Inch thick eye cancer wallpaper? Cotton candy pillow fort nightmare?”

Something tells him Himiko could go on for a while…

“There are traces of those, but... ever seen those padded looney house rooms on TV?”

“Yeah.”

“Yup.”

“That’s it, my bedroom. That kind of bad. With shrill colors vomited all over.”

Both of them just stare at him for a second. “... you live in your own psychiatric ward?”

“... certainly what anyone would think if they ever walked inside.”

“How did you get a flat like that? I’m intrigued.”

“No window, either?”

“Oh, it does have everything, it’s just… all of it used to be, like, a stink normal flat, with a little above average wall thickness and extra high ceilings. But, it is close to the city center, right? I knew I had to mod it, so before I even thought about moving from the shittier but suburban rental, I had another layer of windows and thick-ass sound insulated doors installed, but after the first night it was obvious this was not enough.”

Jin sits down between a still eating isopod and Himiko. Latter grabs her boba, face either intrigued, fascinated, or horrified, he cannot tell. “Continue.”

“So I had the walls covered in shit inside-out. It helped, but then I got neighbors downstairs. I had the floor padded, and even the ceiling, because storms still got to me. Could kinda feel the neighbors doing their thing when going over normal volume, but it was tolerable.”

Twice puts the cockroach into its aquarium and reaches for the chips bag instead. The isopod is intrigued by the noise.

“Then… there was some work in the street.” Keigo drags his fingers down his face. An absolute nightmare to wake up to, and his voice continues agonized. “It lasted for weeks. I plugged my fridge and tried to put all feathers inside, but I could still feel it in the downys… So I glued egg boxes on the inside of my room the next day. It’s hideous and so damn hot inside now, but at least it kept the noise of all the heavy duty machinery at bay and now there’s barely anything that gets through.” He sighs. “Also bought a huge security box for keeping my feathers in for emergencies. And extra hot nights.” He sighs. “In the end… I still ended up buying the apartment under mine, too. They kept slamming the doors in.”

“You’d hate it here.” That’s all Jin has to say between one eaten and one mask-smashed piece of potato. Himiko’s cup starts making slurping sounds as it gets empty. “If not for the animals, then for whatever the neighbors are doing. Spinner and Tomura keep waking me over gaming bullshit in the middle of the night!!!”

There’s a muffled thud and shout from the other side. It’s Shuichi, saying something about Jin being one loud asshole, too, to which Himiko starts giggling, and then coughing as the drink goes the wrong way.

“... yeah, I’m better off in my crazy room.”

There’s a knock on the floor- the isopod fell from Twice’s lap and is now trying its best to get back on its legs.

Thinking about it, he must have so many crumbs all over his apartment… if he didn’t use his feathers to kill or chuck out everything that gets into his living space, there would be a cockroach farm inside by now.

He might consider getting an isopod, after all.

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For the requests, Shigadabi when they first realized they liked eachother?

Um this may be less lighthearted than what you wanted, but I was experimenting with my writing style. 

Word Count: 1.7k

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So this was the point in which the sun settled down into the horizon for the night, its light and warmth disappearing from behind a curtain of darkness that replaced the cerulean sky. The curtain, black and dotted with little stars and a crescent moon, made the world seem a lot less animated. Looking down at the people on the streets below him, Dabi watched as the people slowed and retreated into their homes, the energy within them fading with the sun’s departure. 

‘Lucky them,’ Dabi thought, ‘at least they have homes to return to.’

Dabi’s apartment was a temporary living space; he didn’t like the apartment’s location nor its general atmosphere. Big city lights flooded through his window whenever he tried to sleep, and the ceiling creaked when the tenant above him decided to get drunk and rowdy and bustle around his room. Dabi’s next-door neighbor wasn’t any better with her late-night parties that continued until the sun peeked out from behind its curtain in the morning. But Dabi had no money - he could barely afford this month’s rent anyway - so he couldn’t move into a more desirable place.

He had no deep connection to his apartment, and he hated it as much as he hated dissolute heroes like his father, but he stayed because he needed to. It was the same logic Dabi applied to his involvement in the League. He truly didn’t enjoy interacting with the other members, especially Toga, with her twisted love for the Hero Killer, but he needed the League’s influence to pursue his own goal of carrying on Stain’s will. 

However, Dabi found himself fascinated by the one League member that he initially hated: Shigaraki Tomura.

Dabi’s interest in Shigaraki was akin to a child’s curiosity, innocently discovering things about the world through observation and investigation. For some reason, Dabi’s subconscious saw something in Shigaraki that was beyond his immaturity and madness; something that was perceptive, muted, and solemn, a forgotten boy buried inside a man of great misfortune. It reminded Dabi of himself, and perhaps that’s why he was drawn to him. 

The ghost of Touya Todoroki was trapped within Dabi’s frame.

Dabi knew pain and loss, and he was sure that Shigaraki knew it too. He could see it in his expression when he glanced down at his father’s hand, regarding it as both a prized possession and a cursed object, repulsion threatening to make him sick like the first time he saw the remnants of his family. He could see it in eyes when he fought, brimming with anger and hunger for violence; to hurt others before they hurt him. Dabi could hear it in his voice, a morose, aching drawl that seemed hesitant to share what was unknown, wanting to bond with people but never knowing how to convey his feelings with words. Pain and loss weren’t foreign to Shigaraki; they made up the very essence of his being.

‘Just what kind of person are you, Shigaraki?’ Dabi mused, the cool twilight glow seeping through his window.

He suddenly felt cold, and lonely. Even though fire rushed through his veins due to the nature of his quirk, Dabi couldn’t rid himself of the numbness that resided deep in his core. He didn’t like it. It reminded him of his childhood.

For once, he wished the alcoholic living above him would make a racket like he usually did to distract him.

To keep his mind from recalling the sins that Endeavor committed against him, Dabi thought of Shigaraki and his dull colored hair and scarred lips. His face was a coarse one, marked with blemishes that explained his past better than he ever could. Dabi couldn’t imagine what would’ve created the wrinkles that stretched from the skin around his eyes to his forehead, or the small tear underneath his eye. Dabi sighed and thought back to his scarred lips bitten raw, and wondered what Shigaraki’s lips would feel like on his. 

Dabi’s eyes widened with the realization that he was attracted to Shigaraki, the idea revealing itself unconsciously in his absentminded daydreaming. When did hate turn into lust? Why did he not feel disgusted by the prospect of being in a romantic relationship with Shigaraki? Why could Dabi imagine himself running his fingers through Shigaraki’s matted hair, holding his pale face in his warm hand, inching closer to him excruciatingly slow...

For some reason, Dabi believed that a kiss from Shigaraki wouldn’t feel rough, but soft. 

Prompted by his fantasy, Dabi picked up his phone and dialed Shigaraki’s number. Only Shigaraki could understand what Dabi was going through right now. Pain and loss, hate and love.

He would understand.

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Putting down his phone, Shigaraki pursed his lips, stood up, and grabbed the black jacket that laid haphazardly on a nearby swivel chair. Dabi had asked him to stop by his apartment, but he never stated why he wanted him there.

But Shgaraki knew why.

He noticed the way that Dabi watched him whenever they occupied the same room. The distance between them felt infinite, yet intimate, like space and time did not apply and all tangible concepts became abstract. Everyone else in the room would vanish, and the two of them would exist in their own little world.

Dabi always looked at him with those intense blue eyes of his that saw what resided beneath Shigaraki’s exterior, into the deeper, secret side of him. He would move closer to Shigaraki, and dropping the air of aloofness he carried with him, touch his arm gently, making goosebumps rise on Shigaraki’s skin. His shy display of physical affection would linger for what felt like lifetimes, dissipating only when Dabi removed his hand to place it somewhere else on Shigaraki’s body. But he would stop himself, realizing that his need for contact was something more than platonic.

Dabi liked him, but he was afraid to show it.

And this notion was endearing to Shigaraki, mainly because it was ironic that a man as insightful as Dabi was out of touch with his own emotions; a stranger to his heart’s desires. 

As Shigaraki stepped out of his own room and into the empty streets, he wished that Dabi wasn’t so disciplined. If he didn’t fear showing affection, he would know that Shigaraki craved his touch as much as Dabi craved his, and he even dreamed about it.

To Shigaraki, Dabi was an enigma, another game or puzzle for him to beat. Shigaraki wanted to investigate every aspect of him, learn about his oddities, and then win his devotion. 

He wanted to care for Dabi in ways that he had never been cared for himself. He wanted to cherish him and protect him from harm - especially from cruel men like Endeavor.

‘Was he the one who left you disfigured?’

Shigaraki pictured Dabi’s scars, the color of raisins, arranged in random patches and encircled by crude staples. He cringed remembering the scent that emitted from Dabi after he used his fire, smoke rising from the gaps between his staples, the smell of burnt skin filling his nostrils. Shigaraki knew - too well - that quirks could cause unbearable amounts of pain, both physically and emotionally, and memories from Shigaraki’s past involuntarily entered his mind.

Nausea overcame Shigaraki, making him feel faint and dizzy. He would’ve fallen over if he didn’t grab onto the lamppost that was beside him for support, gripping it with eight deft fingers.

‘Did your father hurt you like mine did?’

He looked up toward Dabi’s apartment complex, which was nearby, and then toward the stars. Some people wished upon them to solve their problems or even considered them symbols of fate. Shigaraki never had confidence in superstitious nonsense like that, but as he stared at the little bright dots in the sky, and the waxing crescent moon, he wanted to believe that some force bigger than himself was driving him toward Dabi. 

‘I understand why you called.’ Shigaraki reflected, ‘you need me, and I need you.’

Shigaraki gained the strength to stand and he continued on his way to Dabi’s place. 

Soon reaching the elevator of Dabi’s complex, Shigaraki stepped in and pressed the appropriate floor number. 

He pondered the outcomes of a relationship with Dabi. Could they possibly be able to heal each other, and make each other happy? Or would they just remind each other of their own personal trauma? 

As he leaned against the back wall of the elevator, Shigaraki imagined the League, his League, in uproar after finding out about their relationship. Spinner and Mr. Compress would congratulate them graciously, but Twice would take it one step further and hug them both. Twice’s type of happiness was contagious and inescapable, and Shigaraki found himself smiling, hoping that his fictional scenario would become reality one day.

Exiting the elevator, Shigaraki felt lightheaded. Although he prepared at length to deliver his confession, the thought of rejection plagued him. Shigaraki was too afraid to ruin his connection with Dabi, but their current friendship wasn’t enough for him. He needed his attention, his adoration...

His love.

Shigaraki approached his door and knocked, trying not to dwell on his negative emotions. When Dabi appeared before him, Shigaraki couldn’t breathe.

The unspoken truth between them was unveiled.

Dabi gazed at him with intense blue eyes saturated with lust, and Shigaraki felt himself relax. He remembered that Dabi could see straight through him. 

There was nothing to hide.

Shigaraki let his heart do the talking.

“I like you.” He said simply, not waiting for Dabi to speak first. 

Dabi grinned, and the apprehension that clouded his face waned. He didn’t feel so numb anymore. In fact, it was the first time in a while that he felt completely unburdened.

“Somehow…” Dabi began, “you’ve managed to say the phrase that I couldn’t say over the phone so easily.” He opened his door a bit wider, welcoming Shigaraki into his apartment. “But now I have the courage to.”

“I like you, Shigaraki. I like you too.”

[haikyuuwaifu]

16.1

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Swearing

A/N:THIS is pretty much a filler but it closes out Kuroo and Kenma’s much need ~closure~ it’s been a month since the Atsumu debacle, so the time frame is Early December

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KENMA’S CONFESSION| I’LL WAIT

KENMA’S CONFESSION

Kenma spotted Kuroo easily, as the taller man sat hunched in the corner of the cafe. Letting out a snicker, he made his way over and in front of his oldest friend. “Why are you hunched over?” He questioned, sitting down and folding his hands in front of him. “I’m freezing my ass off.” Kuroo huffed, rubbing his arms. “I’d order a coffee, but I’ve got plans after this.” Kenma nodded along, tapping his fingers against the table. “I’ve got plans too, so can we get this out of the way?” he questioned, eyes hopeful. Kuroo nodded softly. “Do you want to go first?” He asked, waiting patiently. 

Kenma thought about it, and opted to let Kuroo have the floor. “I want to hear what you have to say first.” Kuroo smiled, placing his hands down at his side, a little nervous but more than ready to start. “First of all, I’m sorry.” he mumbled, reaching out to take Kenma’s hand. “I’m so sorry for the way I’ve treated you over the years...I’ve been nothing but a shitty friend, and honestly if I had realized my feelings sooner I probably would have been a shitty boyfriend.” he mused. Kenma let out a laugh, as he smacked Kuroo’s hand. “this is supposed to be serious you idiot...and I’ve been dealing with your dumbass for years, so there’s not much you can do by saying sorry for being yourself.” Kuroo pulled his hand back, face etched in mock audacity. “The absolute nerve some men have.” he huffed, flipping his non-existent hair over his shoulder. “Either way...I could have been better to you. I should have been better to you.” Kuroo continued, all joking gone. “I’ve loved you since we were in high school...and in college I couldn’t risk ruining our friendship if things didn’t work out....so instead of talking to you about it,” Kuroo paused, looking down at his hands. “Instead of saying anything, I buried my feelings and took up Atsumu’s offers to be FWB...looking back on it, it was a stupid decision, but back then I was a kid that needed to be loved.” Kuroo whispered, tears pricking his eye lids.

Kenma reached out, and grabbed his friends hand. “I’m sorry too Tetsu.” he mumbled, stroking his hand softly. “I should have said something back then, but I was afraid of losing you...you never seemed like you were interested in me and I didn’t want to fuck up the dynamic...I thought...being there for you was enough for me, and for a while it was.” he sighed, as Kuroo picked his head up to meet his eyes. “I’ve loved you for ages Tetsu, and I always will love you...but the way I love you know isn’t the same as the way I did before.” he mumbled, unable to look anywhere else as he watched the emotions pass on Kuroo’s face. Sadness, regret, guilt, understanding, and finally love. “I can live with that Kozume, so long as you’re still in my life that’s all that matters...besides I didn’t think I’d have a chance seeing how you’re all cozy with that country bumpkin now.” Kuroo teased, slapping Kenma’s hand softly. The faux blonde merely scoffed jutting his chin out in Kuroo’s direction. “Like you have any room to talk. You’ve been spending all your free time with your beef cake rice daddy, so I’d mind my business if I were you.” he winked, and both men broke out into comfortable laughter completely sure that everything was going to be okay.

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Self indulgent Shindo x Izuku (from my AO3 account!❤️)

Shindo lets his hands wander Izukus resting form, his face nuzzled into his shoulder and collar bone to inhale his sweet scent. It makes the flames of his lust burn brighter with every intake of breath, his eyes fluttering shut with bliss.

He sits and remembers how he first fell for Izuku. He’s been having this obsession for a while, longer than most could imagine. Then again, this love for his soulmate isn’t like the typical school crushes one gains and loses so often. It all started when they fought for their hero license, when Izuku put up a good fight and managed to keep him on his toes, yet at the same time remained sweet and protective.

Shindo admired him platonically before that, as a friend, as an equal hero, but after having the thrill of such power thrown at him, he knew he needed more. He couldn’t ever get enough of his Izuku, and never wanted this high to end.

Izuku begins to stir, his face scrunching up as his mind begins to start up again. He’s always so cute, his bright eyes fluttering open to admire the world before them, his lips pulling apart for his tongue to wet them, and his arms trying to stretch to pop and relax his joints and muscles. Always so pretty, and not even trying!

Shindo whispers gently against his ear, not wanting to startle him, soft lips teasing the shell of his ear as his hands wander lower on his body. So soft and supple yet toned. “Hey there cutie. You enjoy your nap? It��s a little late, but we can still make dinner if your stomach feels better”. His hands slide lower, Shindos chest expanding in a deep breath as he feels himself harden at the softness of Izukus stomach.

Izuku croaks a bit, much more rested and less lethargic than earlier that day. He pulls away, a reflex more than to be violent, and nearly falls on the floor. “D-dont! Please don’t touch there” he stutters, turning pale when Shindos eyes narrowed and he crawled forward, lifting up the shaking man with ease. Poor thing, still so confused on who was in control.

Izuku scoots back seeing the look in the mans eyes, feeling like a mouse caged with a tiger. Shindo looked down at him like he was a wolf about to pounce, and shred him to pieces. But Shindo simply tugs him closer, biting his neck with a soft chuckle.

“Oh? You thought I was going to do...naughty things?” He mused, sly and sultry voice pouring out like honey, kissing Izuku softly while wrapping the mans legs around his waist, gently rolling his hips against Izukus with a low growl. “Not yet. Not until we have better living arrangements. Mmm fuck, believe me, I want to eat your cute little ass and make you see how much I love you, pound into your virgin cunt and make you a whimpering mess”. Izuku was caught off guard, finding himself rutting up against Shindo with soft, high pitched whines. This escalated so fucking fast, his head was spinning! Shindo was truly unpredictable.

Hearing his lover like this only fuels his everlasting passion for the man. Shindo emphasized his need with another hard roll of his hips, pressing Izuku down onto the bed again, grinding against him and drinking down his adorable, delicious moans that made his cock throb. “I want to fucking ruin you for anyone else. To make you sob and beg for me every night”. His breath became more labored, his fingers tracing the trim of Izukus pants with a deep hunger. He wanted to deep throat his cock and taste everything Izuku had to give over and over, but that had to wait. He had to wait.

His voice was low, allowing Izuku to catch his very confused breath while he groaned and left wet kisses down his shoulders and neck. “We’ll have that soon. So so soon baby.” He promised, pressing the heel of his hand against Izukus pulsing tent, his mouth watering at the wet patch forming from how absolutely wrecked the man was becoming. “You’re so needy already. You want me to give you a treat? Hmm?”.

“Ngh- fuck! No p-please it’s so- just- D-Dont-“ his sweet darling stammers, his mouth saying one thing while his body said another. He didn’t want to be touched by Shindo, but he also didn’t want to be edged and left with the humiliation of either finishing himself off or begging for release. “Mmm someone’s being a little liar~” Shindo singsonged, wetting his lips again as he palmed the outside of Izukus bulge.

“I think you want this. I think you’re just too shy. Don’t be baby, just relax and let me take care of you” Shindo purrs, watching as Izukus glazed over eyes flutter shut again, his cute little hips arching and begging for more of Shindos touch. Fucking beautiful. He couldn’t wait to see how absolutely ruined he could make his lover once Dabi did his part of the deal.

He grinds the palm of his hand against the throbbing bulge, drinking in the sight of a bashful, fully aroused, near orgasm Midoriya Izuku. His feet dig into the mattress with every little press and stroke of his hand, his face flushed as his cock leaks precum and stains his pants and boxers. He’s absolutely debauched and Shindo is already addicted to this sight.

“N-ng...hnn...S-Shindo please! I-It’s so humiliating!” Izuku cries, gripping the mans shoulder with all his might. As cruel as it sounds, Shindo didn’t give him a break. He activated his quirk, letting his hands vibrate up and down the shaft of Izukus cock. “Don’t be shy. You look so fucking good like this. Cum for me. Cum for me and make a mess baby, I need you to make a mess for me”.

His voice is hoarse, unable to believe he has Izuku falling apart underneath him from just these touches. And they aren’t even naked! Which honestly makes it all the better in Shindos eyes. Izuku clutches the sheets beneath him, his hips hitching up and grinding feverishly against Shindos hand, and with a few more desperate thrusts, Izuku falls apart with a glorious moan.

Cum dribbles down his boxers and sticks to his pants, and he has to turn over and hide his face in shame. He came in his pants, like he would when he was a teen. How humiliating! But Shindo doesn’t seem to mind, thinking that Izuku looked even more irresistible than before. “You did so good for me baby, obeying me so well. Let’s have another go, as a treat. Hows that sound?”.