#dabi toya

[beekitgraphics]

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Dabi / Toya -inspired Icons !

[silversoulsociety]

Todoroki Touya

Bnha S7E3

[hexenmeister-6a]

we'll meet again

don't know where, dont know when

but I know we'll meet again

some sunny day

[mymhameme]

Giggly drunk Dabi and troll Toga

I might actually come back to finish this one

[hellishtodorokifamily]

あけましておめでとうございます！！ことよろ！！by PH6y0

[eddies-spaghetti]

“despite everything, it’s still you” 💙

[thena0315]

[peterokii]

[bobateaqwq]

day something of boba never coloring her drawings who cheered

[bunnyyyuu]

even if he won't say it, touya really is a big softie for you.

you know it when you see the look on the league's faces when he lets you get close enough to touch—it's a "what the fuck is wrong with dabi?" look. you can see the confusion and near repulsion amplify tenfold when not only does he allow you to grasp his hand, he holds yours back. everyone in the LOV knows dabi would rather die than have anyone's hands near his scarred skin.

you know it when, on non-busy days, he follows you with a fake reluctance to the so-called "hangout spot" of the league's hideout. at this point, spinner is always asking you to "get dabi" because everyone knows he won't let anyone else drag him out. but when your big eyes plead with him to spend some quality time with the LOV, he just can't say no.

you know it when he hisses a sharp "no, get your own," when a soul dares to ask for a bite of his food (even if he's complaining about it being bad three seconds later), but will hand-feed you a big bite of your own. sometimes, he'll even offer you the rest if you really seem to like it.

you know it when he hides his face in a pillow as you diligently change the staples on his back. he knows he can do it himself—you know he can too, considering he was stapled up years before you met him—but he knows you'll do it better. you make sure his skin is aligned perfectly, each silver sliver placed evenly apart. you make him look like a work of art. it doesn't hurt like it used to, is what he always says, but he's still biting down on that pillow like he'll die otherwise.

you know it when your hand is wrapped around his cock under the covers while you two lie face-to-face. his hands are in your hair or on your waist as he bucks into your fist. white lashes are against cheeks, sheilding those teary turquoise eyes from you. even if the dim light, almost all of his pale flesh is dusted pink. when he's close, he'll pull you flush against him and duck his face into the crook of your neck. he keeps humping your hand, tip now rubbing and spreading a mess of pre against your soft stomach. he's whining, and he's greedy for you, and his whole body feels like it's on fire in a good way for once, and his brain is a mess except for one, consistent thought—you. "thank you," he rushes out of his lips between moans as he spurts cum on your tummy, "'love you."

you know it.

[silversoulsociety]

Todoroki Touya

Bnha S7E8

[suksatoru]

touya todoroki, your devastatingly handsome biker boyfriend! :P

touya, whose blacked out motorcycle can be heard from seemingly miles away. he's always waiting outside your college's campus two pm on the dot—right when your classes end. with a cigarette dangling from his fingertips as the smoke's tendrils wrap around him in languid waves, he stands out amongst the student body like a dead flower in a garden.

touya, whose lip twitches whenever he catches sight of you racing towards him—sneakers hitting the pavement with each excited step towards him as he opens his arms to welcome your bone crushing hug—his leather jacket enclosing around you as his large palms find your waist, his nose nudging the junction under your jaw with a sly grin.

touya, who has a helmet reserved just for you to wear. your safety was his main priority, and he'd be damned if he let you ride with him not wearing a helmet. occasionally, if your pout is too hard to resist, he'll wear your neon pink helmet on his head proudly while the two of you go for your nightly drives. your smile washes away any semblance of embarrassment he may have felt—fuck what anyone else thought, his baby's happy—so he is too.

touya, who hums quietly under his breath for you at the red lights, and you can see his twinkling blue gaze even through the thick shield of his helmet. he was so handsome—inked skin peaking through his black leather jacket as it travelled up the column and back of his neck all the way towards his face.

touya, who loves the feeling of the wind whipping and fluttering around him—it feels like he's flying, and the music of his bike's engine and the breathing city around him always calms his nerves. the feeling of your arms secure around his waist is a silent promise, one he could never get tired of hearing.

[anime-as-textposts]

[cremateyourlife]

IM SOBBING OH MY GOD

[elven-beckons]

I’m high-key projecting onto Touya as an oldest sibling, so I will be ignoring canon forever, thank you ✨

[reineydraws]

✨️ BROTHERS! ✨️

(shouto will live out his idle childhood daydreams, even if he has to reverse their roles himself haha)