#Dabi's jewelry

[dabiloveln]

[ sh1tposting time ]

found this necklace of mine and it reminded me of our favourite arsonist’s blue flames 😈 gotta wear it 24/7 now like ? why not ?

[trickster-kat]

I'm contemplating on starting to make some fun anime themed jewelry. Nothing to fancy to begin with and starting a shop on etsy... maybe branch out if it goes well. Like I would totally make a Dabi themed necklace and matching bracelet... ooooh! Maybe even an anklet! I could take requests for people's favorite characters! And no 2 would be exactly the same... i think I like this idea. It would take a little while to start, but it would definitely be fun. And relaxing!

If this is successful, I could stop stressing myself out and triggering my anxiety.

[satancopilotsmytardis]

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[willowser]

when you tell your friends about him, they think you're crazy. why are you talking to this man-child, even as just friends, what could he possibly offer you, what about him makes him worth your time.

and you don't really know what to say, either, because it's hard to explain how endearing it is to see him smoking outside the store, waiting for his younger brother to pick him up after his four hour shift, or when he talks about leaving home and living with strangers when he was too young, and then answering a phone call from his mom in the same breath.

he gives you shit for the paint choices you make and he doesn't actually know anything about hardware and can't help you with any of your questions without googling them. whenever you pop in to buy something for your new diy project, he's following you around the store and he acts like it's you who's bothering him, but something about the way he watches you makes you feel wanted. he always says something to make you smile. his laugh is ugly, and you think you like that about him.

31 year old soggy loser touya that can't drive or stay out after curfew and that was released from prison 7 months ago and has to keep his job at ace hardware and has to go to his meetings and is figuring out how to both apologize and forgive and is so far behind socially among his peers because of all he had to endure during his child/teenagehood my beloved

[saturnzlv]

tongue tied

— parings: todoroki touya x reader

— notes: mature language & suggestive content. 

— synopsis: when you go and get a tongue piercing

you have a good few piercings in your ears decorated with dangly jewelry and small hoops and studs, but the urge to drive a needle through more skin and have even more piercings gnaws at your chest. maybe you’re an addict for the adrenaline rush of the needle, but you simply tell yourself that everyone has that urge. 

so you make an appointment which lands you at some grungy piercing/tattoo shop in the middle of the city nestled between two taller buildings. the interior has an alternative vibe—you’re pretty sure you can recognize the english vocals from the band she wants revenge—and the workers all seem to be acquainted with hair dye, or sick earring stacks, or tattoos. 

“excuse me?” you call as you reach the front desk. 

a teenager with unruly blonde hair and a few streaks of bubblegum pink glances up from her phone. a grin flashes across her features, and you notice she’s got her smiley done. “oh, you’re cute!” she exclaims. “got an appointment or is it a walk-in?”

you glance down at your phone where the confirmation email is displayed. “an appointment at 3:30pm with dabi,” you tell her, pocketing your phone. 

she nods and slides over a sheet of paper for you to fill out. at the final signature marking you jot down, the girl calls for a “touya-kun,” and a young adult with striking tattoos and multiple golden piercings peers around the corner. his hair is dyed black, but white strands peek through at his roots.

“you’re my 3:30?” he asks, and his voice makes you weak at the knees. you silently thank yourself for eating lunch prior to the drive. 

once you confirm, touya gestures for you to follow him towards the more secluded part of the shop, and you follow. artwork is hung along the brick walls, and the lighting is surprisingly dim. you don’t question it as you enter a small room towards the back and sit down on the piercing bed.

“tongue piercing, right?” touya says, glancing at you as he wheels over a small table with packaged piercing needles, alcohol, paper towels, and a long, straight barbell.

“yeah,” you reply with a curt nod, gaze falling on the biotene mouthwash he’s pouring into a small cup. “thought i should expand to facial and oral piercings.”

“tongue’s a little tricky for the healing process.” 

he turns and hands the small cup over; you take it from his hands and swish it around for a moment before spitting it back in the cup. once he tosses it, he puts on latex gloves and picks up the torn paper towels he set out. 

“open your mouth,” touya instructs, and you obey. 

for a moment, you wonder if you should close your eyes or look away as he wraps the piece of paper towel over your bottom lip. you curse to yourself as you're drawn to just staring at him, specifically his pretty blue eyes and those long lashes that frame them. he’s got triple nostril piercings in small, gold studs, and gold dahlia’s and snakebites. beneath the messy fringe of black strands, you can see golden eyebrow piercings (one in each brow). 

as he tells you to stick out your tongue as far as you can, you do, and he examines the veins running along the underside of your tongue. 

“you’ve got perfect anatomy for this kind of thing,” he says, drying off the saliva from your tongue with a paper towel. 

you reply with a small hum at the back of your throat, almost a short laugh, and the corners of his lips curl just a little. 

“you do your research?” he asks. 

you make an ‘uh-huh’ noise in confirmation. he dots the center of your tongue with a blue disposable pen.

“you can put your tongue back in,” he says, and you do just that. with your attention following his every movement, he continues and says, “you know to avoid smoking, oral sex, and most dairy products, and straws?”

“at least five different websites say the same thing.” 

he chuckles softly at your response, and you can’t help but feel a little proud that you caused that pretty sound to elicit from him. “so your partner wouldn’t mind the no oral sex?” touya says a little abruptly.

“don’t got one,” you reply. 

there’s a small hum in response from him. touya turns the conversation back to the piercing at hand, a packaged sterile needle between his forefinger and thumb. he gives a brief rundown of the process before telling you to stick out your tongue once more. 

“take a deep breath in for me.“ right as you inhale, he drives the hollow needle through the center of your tongue. your brows furrow, eyes falling shut for a second. “and exhale.”

lifting your gaze to your piercer, you see how he has the silver barbell in his gloved hands. “take another breath.” he slides the barbell into the needle and swaps the items, discarding the needle onto the table. “doin’ great for me, sweetheart,” he says as he twists the ball tight on the barbell. you silently curse in your head at how his tone and stupid pet name for you made the adrenaline rush spike. 

“there you go,” touya says, letting you bring your tongue back into your mouth after removing the paper towel on your bottom lip and cleaning up any saliva from your lip or chin for you. you glance at him then to the handheld mirror he holds out for you. “how’s it look?”

looking at your reflection and sticking out your tongue, the barbell shines right in the middle. there’s a bit of blood and pen ink staining the muscle where the barbell disappears into, but all those websites and articles assured you it’s normal. 

“as expected,” you reply, and there’s a slight lisp in your words. “thank you.”

“just doin’ my job.” he sets the handheld mirror down on the countertop along the wall, then pulls off the gloves. “in two to four weeks, the swelling should be gone, and i can downsize it for you. soft stuff like smoothies, jello, and soup will be best to eat the first couple days, then you can add in more solid foods.” 

touya cleans up his area and supplies as you hop off the bed. he walks up to the door and gestures for you to head out of the room before him. 

“will it be healed by then?” you asked.

“most likely,” he says. “tongue piercings have a pretty quick healing time.”

you nod softly, walking down the hall to the entrance of the shop. “so i can test out the smoking and oral by the time you downsize it for me?” there’s a slight raise in his brows as the aloof expression he wears shifts to one of more surprise. 

that day, you leave the shop with a new piercing, about ¥10,000 gone from your pockets, and a new contact added to your phone.

[moodyvoid]

After pestering him for days, you finally convince Dabi to pierce your tongue.

Beforehand, he’s taunting you the whole time saying “It’s gonna hurt really bad— are you sure you still want to?” getting a kick out of seeing you nervous.

However, once it’s time for the act, he’s surprisingly gentle as he tilts your head to face him just right and he directs you on what to do. His voice is soft, but stern.

“Stop moving.”

You start to realize how intimate this all is once he’s up close to you, lining up the needle. The two of you catch eyes for a moment, “Take a deep breath for me… and breathe out.” as he pushes the needle through, securing the jewelry in place. You blink a few times, not even realizing it’s over.

“Not so bad, huh?” he asks, putting aside all the tools while you look in the mirror.

You go to ask him what he thinks about it, but barely get the question out before he’s kissing you — something he was fighting the urge to do the entire time.

[suksatoru]

'𝐌𝐇𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘!'

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 ~ 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐨 (𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬) 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 (𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢) 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 <𝟑

Touya (Dabi) Todoroki -

⋆｡°✩ he acts like he has nothing planned for the upcoming day you've just been gushing about. but deeeeeep down, this man is more excited than you are, with a full thought out escape route where he'll whisk you away from the league and take you out to his favorite abandoned hideout. expect to find a small table with roses and candles lit in the middle of a building that is quite literally falling apart and most definitely a health hazard according to city laws. will gift you (stolen) jewelry with the proudest grin on his face when your eyes twinkle as you admire the present. (you have no idea he was chased for a good three blocks while running away with your jewelry in clutch - turns out those diamonds were quite expensive. whoops....)

"ya like it doll?" dabi questions with that cocky grin of his, sliding his hands over the slopes of your neck while he clasps the necklace around you "i love it!" you gush, smiling when he places a teasing, open mouthed kiss onto the column of your neck "damn right you do."

Keigo (Hawks) Takami -

⋆｡°✩ as a pro hero, he rarely has any days off. but the few days he's allowed to skip are saved for special occasions. one of them being, you guessed it, valentines day. he will be suffocating you with his love in the most caring way. mornings start off lazy, breakfast in bed while waking up hours past his usual alarm clock. he'll wake up with a dopey smile on his face—well rested and happy as his wings pull you closer into him. gets you wayyy too many flowers. laughs nervously when you ask him why there's a good hundred bouquets outside your door

"keigo takami!" you laugh, entering back into your shared bedroom with your hands on your hips. keigo merely lifts his head from the pillow he was resting on with a smile "yeah, dove?" he calls out with a lazy grin "what will we do with all these flowers, kei?!" "did you smell the lavenders, dove? i thought you'd like those the most when I picked them out for you!"

Katsuki Bakugo -

⋆｡°✩ in all honesty, he's almost too shy to give you your gift. stares at it all night before deciding he can't wait until the next day to give it to you. he needs to know now if you like it or not. (sigh this boy is just too impatient) will show up banging on your door, shoving a basket full of all sorts of handmade goodies into your hands with flushed cheeks. calls you a sap when you gush over his handmade letter which goes into great detail why he's the only man for you (somehow cites evidence and explains how your compatibility with him makes him the perfect match for you??) cooks your favorite dishes, wearing the pink apron you gifted him with a scowl as he sautés your heart shaped vegetables.

"oi. come and tell me if this tastes good." he mutters, carefully holding a spoonful of your favorite meal as he blows gently on the hot food - cooling it down so you can swallow it with ease "mmm. it's perfect! just like you," you'd coo - pinching his cheeks and peppering his face in kisses that have him groaning in embarrassment "you're lucky i'm in a good mood." he'd growl, staying still so you can kiss every inch of his face before he's tossing you onto the couch and hand feeding you the meal he made (and you'll eat every bite, because all the food he makes for you is made with love. no way any of it gets thrown away! :O)

[maryaandmorevna]

Touya who is in love with you.

Touya who doesn't know what affection between romantic partners looks and feels like.

Touya whose breath gets stuck to the bottom of his throat when Shigaraki assigns you on the same mission.

Touya who doesn't know why.

Until he figures it out - eventually.

Touya who has only seen his mother miserable and abused and neglected. Touya who only saw positive affection through the expensive things his mother would receive from his father.

Touya who is forever insecure and grasping and desperate to win you over.

-If only you'd look at him -

Touya who steals jewelry - burns down the store to cover his tracks after only grabbing a single, most expensive item for you.

Touya who stays awake wondering what else he would give you to show you his affection how valuable he is.

Touya whose love language is words of affirmation and physical touch.

Touya who wishes you'd hug him and kiss him instead of asking where-did-he-get-this.

Touya who tried to keep at being just Dabi but -

he can't

not with you

not when you give him the look of disappointment - what am I supposed to do with a stolen bracelet - and his stupid heart aches.

"What has gotten into you?"

"Nothing," he shakes his head, as the dull flush of peach pink paints the remainder of his cheeks.

"Just thought you'd have better luck than me selling that for cash."

His heavy-lidded orbs ricochet between you and the diamonds glinting inside your palm.

"Oh. I DO know a guy," Your eyes sparkle as you realize what great help this will be for the League.

"Dabi, this is actually...amazing. Brilliant idea." You beam at him, the tone of your voice saturated with admiration for what he did.

Hah -

Touya who knows this isn't what he yearned for but he also knows

-and understands - somewhere deep in his marrow that starving people eat anything.

[redvdress]

"YOU SHOULD BE SCARED OF ME"

A/N: villain dabi x nurse reader who just got home after an exhausting shift, and guess who’s already waiting for her in her house? (I’ve seen this prompt everywhere on tumblr so here’s my version, enjoy my bite mark!!)

You walked through the door of your apartment, your footsteps heavy with exhaustion from another grueling day at the hospital. But despite the weight of your fatigue, there was a part of you that felt lighter—an anticipation you’d come to recognize.

You no longer jumped at the idea of seeing Dabi sitting there, waiting for you. He was part of your nights now, just as much as the darkness outside or the flickering streetlights. It wasn’t normal, but then again, nothing about you was normal.

As you stepped into the dimly lit living room, there he was, sprawled out on your couch like he owned the place, that familiar smirk curling his lips as his blue eyes locked onto you the moment you crossed the threshold. He looked like trouble, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes as you dropped your bag near the door.

“Well, well, look who decided to show up,” Dabi drawled lazily, one arm draped across the back of the couch, his legs stretched out in front of him. He watched you with that glint in his eyes, the one that made it seem like he was always a step ahead of you, like he had already planned out how the night was going to go, and you were just along for the ride.

“Long day,” you muttered, your tone sharp but softened by the way your shoulders relaxed the second you saw him. It wasn’t the way normal people greeted each other after a long day, but they weren’t normal people. You ran a hand through your hair, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.

“What are you still doing here? Thought villains had better things to do than hang out on my couch all night.”

Dabi’s smirk widened, his eyes following you as you moved toward the kitchen. “I’m more efficient than you think,” he teased, his voice dripping with amusement. “Took care of a couple of things earlier, got bored, figured I’d come here and wait for my favorite nurse to show up.” He paused, his grin turning a bit sharper. “Besides, what makes you think I don’t have ��better’ things planned for the night?”

You snorted, but you couldn’t help the slight smile tugging at your lips. Your banter had become part of their strange routine, a way to mask the fact that beneath the teasing and the sharp words, something deeper was growing between you. Something neither of you wanted to name, but it was there, lurking just beneath the surface.

“And by ‘better things,’ you mean lounging around and stealing my food,” You shot back as you grabbed a drink from the fridge, cracking it open with a quick flick of your wrist. “Really villainous of you.”

Dabi raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained. “If you had better snacks, I wouldn’t have to resort to that, now would I?” He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, his gaze intensifying. “Besides, I did get you something.”

You froze for a second, your eyes narrowing as she turned to face him. “What do you mean, ‘got me something’? What did you do?”

Dabi’s grin turned downright wicked, and he reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small, delicate object. He tossed it to you casually, and you caught it without thinking, your eyes widening as you looked down at the piece of jewelry in your hand. It was a necklace—elegant, silver, and clearly expensive.

“Stole it,” Dabi said nonchalantly, leaning back against the couch with a satisfied smirk. “Figured it’d look good on you.”

You blinked, your fingers running over the smooth surface of the pendant. It was beautiful, undeniably so, but the fact that he’d stolen it just for you sent a jolt of conflicting emotions through you.

You raised your gaze to him, your expression a mix of disbelief and exasperation. “Are you serious? You can’t just—”

“Can’t what? Steal something for my girl?” Dabi interrupted, his voice smooth, but there was an edge to it, like he was daring you to challenge him. “Come on, y/n, you’re not exactly dealing with a saint here.” His smirk grew, his eyes flashing with amusement. “What? You don’t like it?”

You opened your mouth, ready to snap back, but then you stopped yourself. Despite everything, the fact that he had done this for you—in his own twisted way—made your heart skip a beat. It wasn’t the gesture itself that mattered, but the intent behind it. Dabi wasn’t the kind of person to care about anyone, let alone risk something just for a piece of jewelry. But he had.

You sighed, running your fingers through your hair. “It’s not that I don’t like it, you idiot. It’s just… you know stealing isn’t exactly the way to win me over.”

Dabi’s smirk softened slightly, and he stood up, closing the distance between you in a few easy strides. His presence was overwhelming, as it always was, but this time, there was something different in his eyes. Something almost vulnerable, though he’d never admit it.

“Who said I was trying to win you over?” he asked quietly, his voice lower now, more serious. He reached out, his calloused fingers brushing against your cheek for just a moment before he pulled away, letting his hand drop back to his side. “You’re already mine.”

Your breath hitched at his words, the intensity of his gaze sending a shiver down your spine.

You hated how easily he could make your heart race, how he could get under your skin with just a few words. But at the same time, you couldn’t deny the truth behind you. You had let him into your life, despite everything. And now, even if you wanted to, you couldn’t imagine him not being there.

“You’re such an arrogant ” you muttered, but there was no real bite to your words. Instead, you reached out, grabbing his coat and pulling him closer. “But you’re my arrogant bastard, apparently.”

Dabi chuckled, a low, dark sound that rumbled in his chest as he allowed you to pull him in. “Damn right.”

Without warning, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling your flush against him. The heat of his body seeped through your clothes, and you couldn’t help the way your breath caught in your throat. His other hand slid up your back, fingers trailing lightly over your skin as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear.

“You should be scared of me, you know” he whispered, his voice a low rasp that sent chills down your spine. “I’m not exactly the kind of guy you bring home to meet the parents.”

Your fingers tightened in his coat, your heart pounding in your chest. “Maybe I like living dangerously,” you shot back, your voice barely above a whisper. You hated how much you meant it.

Dabi’s lips quirked up into a smirk, his breath warm against your skin. “Good,” he murmured, his hand sliding down to rest on your hip. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”

For a moment, you stood there, the world outside forgotten. It was just the two of you, tangled in a mess of sharp edges and unspoken emotions, but somehow, it felt right. You rested your head against his chest, closing your eyes as you let yourself melt into him, if only for a little while.

“Long shift, huh?” Dabi asked after a moment, his tone teasing but softer now, as if he was letting down his guard for just a moment. His hand rubbed lazy circles against your hip, the warmth of his touch seeping into your skin.

“You have no idea,” you muttered, your voice muffled against his chest. You could feel the steady beat of his heart beneath your cheek, a reminder that despite everything, he was still human.

“Wanna forget about it?” he asked, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous rasp that always made your knees weak.

You smirked against his shirt, pulling back just enough to look up at him. “And how exactly are you going to make me forget?”

Dabi grinned, his hand moving to cup your chin as he leaned down, his lips hovering just above yours. “I’ve got a few ideas.”

And with that, the world outside ceased to exist. There was no hero or villain, no right or wrong. Just the two of you, tangled in a dangerous game, one you both knew would burn you in the end. But for now, you didn’t care. For now, you were all that mattered.

[lovecanyon]

Inside Y/N L/N’s Bag | Vogue | Dad!H

MASTERLIST | PATREON

“Hi Vogue I am Y/N L/N and this is what’s in my bag.”

After she introduces herself, Y/N looks down at the bag in her lap. The bag she had used every single day was a personalized Pleasing mesh bag. It was a light pink color and had a blue ribbon tied onto one of the straps.

It was clear that it meant a lot to her.

“What I carry with me everyday is this.” She says grabbing onto her bag. “You can fit anything in here. And the thing about this is, it’s technically Inez’s diaper bag.”

Y/N then grins at the memory of Harry gifting her the tote.

“This specific bag was gifted to me by my husband a while ago, right before he had launched Pleasing. My son actually loves this bag and has one of his own but smaller. He doesn't go anywhere without it.” Y/N shares.

Setting her carrier onto the wooden coffee table in front of her, the Styles woman reaches into her bag and pulls out a bag of candy. Beau's favorite type.

Y/N remembers the night when Harry had got their son addicted to the chocolate minstrels.

“My son is obsessed with these and when I saw them I had to get them for him.” She laughs. “I spoil my kids way too much.”

The next thing Y/N pulled out was her phone. Just a plain iPhone 14 with a case that she had stolen from Harry or borrowed it, so she said. Once she taps on the screen her face lights up.

Her lock screen was a photo of a newborn Inez sleeping on Harry’s chest with Beau right beside them.

She almost shed a tear.

“This is my phone, nothing special until you look at the lock screen.” Y/N grins. She loved her family so deeply.

After placing her phone onto the table, she slides her hand into her carrier pulling out a blue bandanna. It previously belonged to Harry until Inez came around and slid the bandanna off of her father’s head.

It was truly her favorite thing in the world. You could say it was sort of like a safety blanket for her.

“Harry’s bandanna or should I say Inez’s bandanna. That girl loves this thing so much.”

-

A small bag of diapers, bibs, toy trucks, hair clips that she had stole back from Harry, kids sunscreen, Love on Tour’s backstage/V.I.P passes, bandaids, Harry’s headphones, her family’s passports and a camera

“Since we’re currently on tour and always traveling I always have to carry my children’s essentials.” Y/N explains looking at all the items laid out in front of her. “You can never be unprepared.”

Just five years ago her bag was filled with very different items than now. She was now a mother and had a family with a man she’s always wanted to grow old with.

Two kids later and she’s become a changed woman, a better one. She’s always valued the life she had, especially right now. Y/N couldn't have been more happy.

“Another toy!” Y/N laughs, pulling out another toy from her bag. “A mini statue of our dog Kendall who was actually named after Kendall Roy from Succession since Harry is obsessed with that show.” She holds out a miniature dog in her palm.

Following the toy, she slides out a pair of rings that clearly belonged to Harry Styles since they were his initials.

Y/N leans forward and slips the rings into her back pocket. She remembers the last time Harry had lost jewelry. It was at Coachella and he went insane looking for them.

“We are not losing any more rings.”

Comments:

harryfan2 WHEN WAS THEIR WEDDING OMFG?????

harryfan10 best mother in the world truly

harryfan4 harry’s love for succession has me rolling 😭😭

harryfan8 this. is. what. we. needed.

harryfan13 THE LOCK SCREEN

harryfan7 i cannot stress how much i love this video

harryfan5 the literal girl version of harry

harryfan9 harry is finally y/n’s husband 🧎‍♂️

harryfan11 i’m literally crying

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[yanderelionwrites]

Yandere Lists: How They Mark You as Theirs

Decided to start adding twst characters to these types of posts

Content Warning: yandere, biting, branding, cutting, forced tattooing, possessiveness

Jewelry - Necklaces, bracelets, earrings, rings… Basically, if it shines, they’re buying it to adorn you with. No price is too big for their Darling. They’re very meticulous in choosing what will look best on you, comparing different jewels and deciding what will compliment your eye color. Jewelry is the perfect way to show off that you are theirs; it doesn’t mar your skin and it only enhances your already ethereal beauty 💎

| MHA: All Might, Ashido, Deku, HAWKS, Iida, KAMINARI, Mr. Compress, Natsuo, Nejire, Overhaul, RE-DESTRO, Shoto, Tamaki, Tokoyami, TWICE, YAOYOROZU

| Twst: AZUL, Crewel, JADE, Jamil, KALIM, MALLEUS, Riddle, Rollo, ROOK, Sebek, Silver, VIL

Clothing - Similar to the jewelry givers, these Yanderes avoid physically marking you by buying new outfits for you to wear. They revel in the fact that they bought you everything you’re wearing. They’re the reason you’re dressed in such nice clothes. They also like making you wear their own clothes, if only to see you completely engulfed in them. Having their scent surround you is just a bonus 👚

| MHA: Aizawa, All Might, ASHIDO, BAKUGO, Deku, Fat Gum, HAWKS, Jiro, Kaminari, Kirishima, Mirio, NATSUO, Present Mic, SERO, Shigaraki, Shinso, Shoji, Tsuyu, Twice, Uraraka, YAOYOROZU

| Twst: ACE, Cater, CREWEL, Deuce, Epel, Floyd, Idia, Jack, KALIM, Malleus, ROOK, Sebek, Trey, VIL

Biting - These Yanderes need more than material items to mark you as theirs. They need to physically show everyone that you belong to them by leaving hickies and bite marks all over you. They love tracing your reddened skin afterwards, thinking you look so pretty like this. They won’t tolerate you hiding them either. No, Darling, you’re going to show off each and every mark. How else will people know that you are already taken? 🦷

| MHA: BAKUGO, Dabi, Kirishima, Midnight, Mirko, Shigaraki, Spinner, TOGA

| Twst: FLOYD, Jack, Jade, LEONA, LILIA, Rook, RUGGIE

Tattoos - Jewelry can be taken off, clothing can be removed, and bites can heal… Something more permanent is in order… How about matching tattoos, Darling? You can even choose the design and where it will go! If you’re willing, then you can pick a spot that’s easy to cover up. If you’re not, well… They may force you to get one anyway. And it will be in a place that’s not as easy to hide 🪡

| MHA: Bakugo, Dabi, Kaminari, Present Mic

| Twst: Ace, Floyd, Leona, Sam

Branding/Cutting - The most extreme way a Yandere can mark you, either by burning or carving their name into your skin. They’ll only resort to this if you’ve misbehaved one too many times, and they’ll make sure to draw out the process so you don’t forget the lesson they are literally drilling into you. You are theirs, and there is nothing you can do about it now that that reminder is permanently marked on you 🔪🔥

| MHA: All For One, DABI, Endeavor, TOGA

| Twst: I don’t really see any of them doing this tbh

[glytrp]

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Dabi’s Love Languages

headcanons (18+)

❥ gift giving: out of all the love languages, gift giving is the one he cares the least about. don’t get him wrong, he’ll take the gift, but he might bitch and moan about it. not really the sentimental type, and also not materialistic so it’s impossible to shop for him. the only ‘gift’ he won’t complain about is food but it might not even get eaten either because his appetite is nonexistent from all the coffee and cigarettes.

❥ words of affirmation: does not give out compliments generously. he doesn’t praise anyone except his partner, and even then he’s stingy with a nice word or two. doesn’t like to receive compliments either because he doesn’t feel like they’re sincere. when the occasion does arise and he feels like it’s appropriate, he might tell you that you look like a ‘doll’ or make some comment about your lips looking pretty and ‘looking prettier wrapped around something else.’ 

❥ quality time: home body. after work, likes to grab a beer, sit on the couch and go on his phone. but with his partner, he wants them on his lap, telling him about their day, listening to them talk. will put on a movie. only likes chill, low stakes dates. maybe a quiet bar, walking through downtown or along the pier, a little bonfire at the beach. wants to be left to his peace and doesn’t want anyone to interrupt his time with his partner. 

❥ physical touch: sex is his love language. he has a very high libido and his ego is hooked to his performance in the bedroom. needs to have sex three times a day or else he’ll start moping. wants his partner’s legs over his lap while his lips are on their neck. always has his hand on their thigh, rubbing a hand up their back. Dabi doesn’t do gentle, okay, it’s always firm touches. marathon sex is how you know he’s in a good mood. if he’s in a bad mood, he still wants marathon sex except he’s gonna make you do all the work, record it, and have you vocalize how good he feels while doing it. 



❥ acts of service: by far his most important love language. likes when his partner is #wifeymaterial. literally wants his partner to do his laundry, cook for him, clean, all that domestic shit. if you make him lunch for work, he’ll internalize the hell out of it and think about it all day. help him dye his hair, take off his jewelry before bed. likes to play fetch with you aka hand him random junk he’s too lazy to get up himself. example: his shoes before work, or a lighter, or cup of coffee in the morning. when he’s sick, he wants you doting on him. a bowl of soup, little wet towel on his forehead, checking his fever. mhm, he’s a big baby when he’s a sick (as all men tend to be). 

[catchingdaydreams]

Hawks courting Dabi bird-style but instead of gifting him random shiny things it's trial and error in finding out Dabi's style of jewelry. Eventually Hawks knows what type of earrings and other piercings he likes and his feathers puff up proudly when Dabi wears them out in public.

[moonchild701]

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Secret Santa

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Summary: The League has a Secret Santa event and you get Dabi. Chaos ensues.

Pairing: Dabi/Gen Reader

Content Warning: Crack, Fluff, SFW, Quirked Reader (kinda like Blackwhip?), Endeavor Bashing(?)

Word Count: 1.7k

Disclaimer: Character belongs to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N: This is the 2nd part of 12 fics for a 12 Days of Christmas event. Enjoy and Happy Holidays!

Prompt: Secret Santa

My Masterlist

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It's really Toga's fault.

Her wanting to celebrate Christmas wasn't really a surprise to anyone who knows her, because it really shouldn't be.

In Japan, Christmas is like another Valentine's day, where it's full of couples in love celebrating with each other, going into the new year.

It's also a time of family, one of which she no longer has, biologically speaking. Now with her new family, she wants to celebrate with them and show them how much she loves them!

And being the baby of the group, the others tend to indulge her when they can, letting her have a childhood as much as they can manage in their line of life.

So when she asked to decorate the bar, they let her.

When she asked to make chocolate chip cookies, Kurogiri made them right along with her.

When she asked to do a secret Santa exchange, they indulged her.

.....And that's where it went all wrong.

Because see, you got Dabi as the one you're to give a gift to.

You think anyone else might've been easier to find a gift for.

Shigaraki would've been easier. Just throw a new video game or game merch at him, and he'll be happy.

But Dabi? What the fuck does that man even like other than arson and revenge?!

You thought to maybe get him some new piercings or something but that just seems so....bland.

And it could work, could be enough for him, but it wouldn't be enough for him to you.

Not after nursing a festering crush on him for almost as long as you've known him.

So after agonizing for days over what to get him, with time ticking down, you resorted to asking the others for ideas.

What made you think asking criminals, murderers and psychopaths, would be a good idea, you don't know, but you did.

And maybe there's something to be said about you that you actually listened to their advice.

"Chocolates and confess!" Toga had said. You swear her pupils turned into hearts at the thought of love, and frankly, you were scared.

"A new fashion sense may do." Compress said, doing tricks with a deck of cards. You still don't know if he was joking.

"A gift with meaning, maybe something you have in common." Twice said earnestly, before immediately ruining it. "You, wrapped in nothing but ribbons. He'd love that!" And, well, you don't feel like simultaneously embarrassing yourself and getting burnt to a crisp so.....

"I can show you where I got my Stain merch!" Spinner said with stars in his eyes. The poor guy looked so dejected when you declined, but again, you like not being crispy.

"Some manners perhaps?" Polishing a glass, Kurogiri said it so seriously, you had to laugh. Again, you don't even know if he was joking.

"Just get him some more jewelry, hon. You can't go wrong there, right?" Of course Magne was the most sensible but it just wasn't enough! You may not want to outwardly confess your feelings but you still want to show it in some way; show him that you care.

And as a last resort, you turned to Shigaraki.

"Tch, I don't know, Endeavor's head on a pike? He's always complaining about him." Shigaraki said, eyes trained on his switch, barely paying you any mind. And yet, it was the most profound thing to you in your dumb, love sick mind.

Because of course that's what you should get him! His revenge on a silver platter! You won't take his revenge from him, stealing his kill and the satisfaction of it, but you can do something.

Now, a sane person would step back and think to themselves, hey. This is the Number Two Hero in the country. Mayhaps have a solid, sensible plan.

But alas, that was not you, for you are in love with a less than sane person, which absolutely made you at least half insane by osmosis.

So with a bright, chirped, "Thanks Shiggs!", you went on your way.

Shigaraki did not acknowledge this, nor did he process a word of this interaction.

*****

Mind set, you find your way to Endeavor's house. You would think that being such a huge public figure, he'd live in a secure, gated community at least. But no, he just lives in a giant house in a normal neighborhood, albeit on the wealthy side of the spectrum.

The traditional style of it is beautiful, if a bit gaudy, but you figure it comes with being Number Two.

At midnight, you sneak in. It's honestly pathetic how easy it is, with no alarms or anything going off.

Light on your feet, you make your way through the house. It takes a while, but you eventually find his bedroom.

The man, of course, sleeps like the psychopath he is.

Flat on his back, hands clasped over his stomach, without a blanket, feet hanging over the edge of the bed by his ankles.

He snores like a congested bear, so whatever sounds you might've made are drowned out.

The black tendrils of your quirk whip out, simultaneously snagging his wrists, arms, torso and legs, as a thick cord of it wraps tightly around his throat, holding him in place as he momentarily struggles, while you inject him with tranquilizer, only releasing him when he falls back unconscious.

You hum in satisfaction at your handiwork, before realizing you need a way to transport and store him.

A quick text to Kurogiri has you in one of the League's spare warehouses, making use of one of the empty shipping crates lying around as it's the only thing on hand that's big enough to fit him into.

Using your quirk, you lift him into it, not caring enough to be gentle, instead just kind of....tossing him in.

Closing the lid, you leave him overnight, knowing he'll stay unconscious, though still breathing thanks to the holes in the box.

The next day, you come back with supplies.

Earphones in, you listen to the news on Endeavor's disappearance, and the fact that there are no leads, satisfied as you get to work.

After trying to make him look somewhat presentable, sticking a shiny, blue bow to his forehead with gorilla glue, because his sweat kept making it peel off, you wrap and decorate the crate, trying to make it as pretty as you can given the circumstances, and you smile satisfied with your gift. He's pumped full of tranquilizer and quirk suppressants, wrapped up nice and tidy, so all that's left is to present him.

You hope Dabi likes his gift.

*****

Christmas day is soon upon you, and everyone is ready with their presents.

Tomura gets some prequirk game from Spinner and he lights up brighter than the Christmas lights Toga put up.

Compress gets a pair of pretty, gold cufflinks from Shigaraki.

Twice gets a book that he's been gushing about for weeks from Kurogiri.

Toga gets a case with vials of blood, within a bat themed purse from Magne.

Kurogiri gets a new wine set from Compress.

Magne gets a dress from Twice, handmade and pretty.

Spinner gets some Stain merch from Dabi, which...fitting but why the fuck do they know where to get them??

You get a pretty knife with intricate carvings on the handle from Toga.

The last one to receive their gift is Dabi, and you're nervous. You ask Kurogiri to transport you all to the warehouse, explaining that it can't fit in the bar and it might not be safe anyway, and all of them follow curiously, not knowing what to expect.

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Dabi looks at the giant, wrapped box with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

It's big. Bigger than what should make sense for a Christmas gift. It's wrapped meticulously in shiny, blue and black iridescent wrapping paper, topped with a giant, pearly white bow, and it sticks out like a sore thumb, looking out of place among the bland brown of the surrounding crates and grey, concrete walls and floors.

He feels an ominous presence from it, and is sorely tempted to just light it ablaze.

Glancing at your nervous yet excited smile, he decides against it....for now.

You gesture towards it, with a shaky, "Merry Christmas Dabi." He hums, walking cautiously towards it. He considers burning off the paper, but decides to keep to the tradition of tearing it apart like a child on, well, Christmas, to reveal the shipping crate.

He glances at you one last time, then opens the crate, before promptly bluescreening.

Because inside the crate is the last thing he expects.

Within it, Endeavor lays slumped, tied up, with a blue ribbon stuck to his forehead, drooling onto his chest.

The warehouse is completely silent, everyone in disbelief at what they're seeing.

You play with your fingers, twiddling your thumbs. "Do you like it?", you ask, all hopeful and sweet, like you didn't just gift someone a grown ass man in a box.

In the silence, your voice echoes, and it seems to be what they needed, because everyone snaps back into their bodies, realizing that oh. This is real.

"What the fuck..." is Dabi's first response, his voice shaky with bewilderment.

"Um...I also have Chocolates?" You laugh nervously. Maybe he doesn't like it.....

Suddenly, Dabi grabs your cheeks, pressing his lips to yours in a firm kiss, then pulling back to stare into your eyes. "You're mine now."

And you smile, dopey and bright. "Uh huh."

The moment is interrupted when Shigaraki finally reboots. "WHAT THE FUCK, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU—" He begins to rant, but you cut him off, confused.

"Shiggs, you were the one that gave me the idea...." you say, brows furrowed.

Shigaraki looks positively baffled at the foreign truth you speak, a vein bulging at his temple.

"WHEN THE FUCK—" He starts again.

"WHILE YOU WERE PLAYING ON THE SWITCH?!?! TWO DAYS AGO!?! PAY ATTENTION WHEN PEOPLE ARE SPEAKING TO YOU DAMMIT!!"

In the background, eyes bright, Dabi kicks the crate, jolting the unconscious trash, and grins.

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[palesweetscherryblossom]

How the Naga Todoroki Clan bonds with you

Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping/general Yandere behavior. Banner is by @strangergraphics

-Once the clan successfully gets you to their den, they are eager to bond and spend time with you! You’ll have to adapt sooner or later! -Rei is perhaps the most giddy about this. She has so much things to teach. Rei takes you out to flower fields and little streams to play and bond with momma. -Flower crowns, basket weaving, etc. Don’t wander off, kay? -Fuyumi is all about learning about your interests and how to do it right. If you’re quiet about it then don’t worry, Fuyumi will just introduce you to hers instead! -She’ll read to you, teach you how to make pretty jewelry for yourself and take you bird watching. Just don’t cry when Dabi swallows a bird as a light snack. -Natsou wants to ensure your survival. Living out in the forests with tons of predators is a frightening experience. -Sure he wants your dependency on his family but doesn’t want you completely unaware. He’ll take you fishing and swimming in little ponds. -Often praising you for the littlest things since he doesn’t want you deprived of positive attention. -Natsou is also completely enthusiastic if you teach him your interests, giddily waiting for your instructions. You could give him the most weirdest thing and he’ll treat it like gold. -Dabi is a little shit. Sure, he loves that you’re in his nest now but like any big brother, he’s mean. -Bro will threaten to hover you over crocodile infested waters for fun. He does insert himself into bonding activities with his siblings. -Although he prefers the more physical aspect of bonding. Snuggles, noogies, etc. -He’ll also show you things that you might like. Mostly cute critters, crystals or even give you a fur pelt. -Shouto is quite awkward with his affections. He’s naturally very interested in your hobbies and does his best to follow along. -Enji is heavily supervised by his family when he interacts with you. It’s also when they’re at the most possessive. -Agitated, judgmental hissing leaves their lips as Enji watches you talk. He’ll tell you stories about his adventures, life in general. Just don’t ask for family stories

[yugen001]

Posting Shoji with my own personal headcannons !!

Tan lines, especially on his face where he wears his mask

Burn scars from that one scene where he was burned by Dabi in season 3, and, obviously, regular scarring patterns

With him being a minimalist, he never really buys jewelry or accessories that much. Most of what he wears are small gifts from his friends, and he'd be nice enough to wear them out to show his appreciation

I feel like he'd be okay with most accessories except rings, as he seems like the type of guy who uses his hands a lot (obviously) and prefers them free and easy to maintain and deal with. He has nothing against them though

Listens to music genres like Muse, and probably others recommended by his friends

Wears earphones because they are a smaller asset compared to headphones.

I added the boba as a playful touch, but i hc that he'd like the original or regular flavored milk tea.

(Just my personal headcannons :] its alright if you dont agree with these, im just having fun)