#if dabi is ooc in this... i'm sorry???

[loosesodamarble]

Yo, hru? Congrats on reaching your milestone! Can I have a Dabi (from BNHA) fluff scenario w prompt C2. Their pouty face was so unbearably adorable, (Blank) couldn’t help but swoon a little. , pls?

Yo! I am doing well! I'm sorry that it took a while to write this. The muses are stingy with me at the moment... 😅

But the fic is written now! And I have to say... An unexpectedly fun write for me. And I think some of the lines in this piece might be my favorites that I came up with during this whole follower event. So like, thank you Anon for the request~! 💖

Summary: It's date day for you and Dabi. You walk and talk and Dabi thinks your face is the cutest in the world. Genre: fluff Word count: ~700

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You glanced at your phone at your last message from your boyfriend. There was a time and place for a rendezvous, as well as the line [Look as good as you always do.] Smiling and laughing, you put your device away.

No wonder he was a Villain. What with the way he stole your heart.

“What’s a fine looking citizen like yourself doing near a dingy ol’ alleyway?” A familiarly husky voice asked before an arm hooked around your shoulders. “Looking to be kidnapped?”

“Whoops, not really!” you joked, sliding away from the voice. “Sorry, I only read dark romance! I’m not one for living it!”

You turned and grinned at Dabi. He smiled back from underneath his high collar coat and baseball cap. Reaching out your hand, you walked back over to him. Your hand and his became intertwined and you began to walk side-by-side.

“I’m glad we can meet in person on occasion,” you mused as you eyed some of the new fashions in a store window. You looked back at him. “But why can’t we do it more often? Or just move in together?”

“‘Cause life ain’t fair,” Dabi answered, sighing. “Besides, you shouldn’t be joining the circles I run in.”

You raised a brow at him.

“My record ain’t clean so I think I’d be fine,” you whispered, a little offended that he still treated you like an innocent nobody. “C’mon! Lemme into your club!” Leaning back, you batted your eyes with faux innocence. “Imagine all the IDs and money I could forge for you…”

Despite what you were saying, of the crimes you were willing to commit and for his sake, you spoke with a cute, whiny voice. And your face… Your pouty face was so unbearably adorable, Dabi couldn’t help but swoon a little.

It was like you and Dabi were high school sweethearts and not on the run from the law.

Life was Hell for Dabi. A burning, aching Hell that he threw himself into. But in the midst of the wretched misfortune he called life, he had you.

You were not someone pure. You were no delicate princess or little piece of Heaven for him to protect. Some lovesick poet might’ve called you that. But Dabi wasn’t a poet and he knew better than to treat you that way. Knew better than to call you an angel or to want for Heaven, or whatever salvation that society had to offer.

No. To Dabi, you were a magician. One who created an illusion of normalcy for the two of you. That was all he wanted, all he needed.

If Dabi was to allow himself one weakness, he wanted it to be you.

“Well when you put it like that…” Dabi started, intentionally letting his voice trail off. “No.”

“Dude!” you gasped.

Dabi leaned in and then poked the tip of your nose.

“Get back to me when you manage to kill someone. Then I’ll reconsider.”

“Ugh, you are the most unfairest boyfriend I’ve ever had!” you grumbled. You pouted again, though this time in anger rather than to beg. And Dabi still found it impossibly adorable. “And that’s saying something when one almost ratted me out.”

“You still love me though, don’t you?” Dabi asked as he gave your hand a squeeze.

“Hmph!” You turned your head away, refusing to give him the satisfaction.

“C’mon, don’t be shy!”

“I’m not shy! I just don’t love you!”

“And now you’re turning into a liar!” Dabi said in a sing-song tone.

Dabi continued to pester you while you shot down his every attempt to get an “I love you” from your lips. Despite the “argument,” you two never let go of each other’s hands.

The banter only stopped when you approached a crepe stand.

“You only get it if you confess your love for me,” he offered with a grin.

He knew you could never turn down a crepe. Especially when it was on him.

“Extra whipped cream and I love you for all eternity.”

“Deal.”

Of course, Dabi didn’t let you have it all to yourself. His money meant he got the first bite, earning yet another one of your precious pouting faces. Not a bad deal in his mind.

[inumkii]

coworker!touya who works with you at a shitty coffee shop that gets no traction whatsoever, its amazing how you still have a job. he suspects it must be some sort of money laundering front, but he’s never really cared enough to look into it.

with around less than ten employees total, the slow business allowed you to really get to know who you were working with. especially when shifts only consist of him and one other person.

coworker!touya who makes sure that one other person on the closing shifts with him is you. its not that hard; all he had to do was bother manager!shigaraki about it because he doesn't give a shit about this place either. he's pretty sure he's just working there because he's the son of the owner or something.

coworker!touya who finds one of only perks of working this part-time job (aside from seeing you) was the complete control over the music playing his entire shift. since the cafe is so dead most of the time, even more so working closing shifts, you find yourself talking to him a lot to fill up dead time. you both gossip about coworker drama, he tells you about the album currently playing on the speakers, you remedy him with little stories from your personal life. its comfortable.

coworker!touya who almost walks in the shop to start his shift one day, but stops himself when he looks through the glass window to find you behind the counter dancing with toga to a song you both have the lyrics memorized. he ruins the moment once he steps in and the bell above him dings, leaving you and toga snapped back into customer service mode (until you both realize it's just him). he bites back a smile thinking about how cute you looked jumping around behind the counter.

coworker!touya who doesn’t take the aux that day, letting you have control of the music (very generous of him. he knows). he pays extra attention to your constant humming and the way you let yourself dance to yourself when you think he’s not looking. he sneaks glances at certain songs you seem to like the most and add them to his work playlist as well. he likes seeing the extra buzz it gives you brighten up the already dull shop.

coworker!touya who decides the real perk of working this shitty cafe job was the fact that you have complete control of the music playing his entire shift.

[fiercelywinged]

@crem8 asked: “ Don’t touch that, it’s blood.“

"No, really? And here I thought it was just red paint," the blond said, making sure his voice oozed sarcasm. Though he did move a little farther away from it. "Any idea as to why it's here, patches?" Though part of Keigo felt he didn't exactly want to know. He may be playing a double agent, but the thought of someone being hurt still ruffled his feathers.

[elssero]

/ MASKED

-elssero kintober

-ghostface!dabi x reader, college au!, loser!dabi, costume party, mentions of alcohol and drugs, bathroom sex, unprotected sex, actually really cute, dabi is insecure:. maybe a tiny bit ooc, but it's very cute.

a costume party? what a bore. there's a small itch in the back of your head- a silent plea. telling you to just go home- end the night early.

you were supposed to be studying tonight, a huge test was right around the corner and you knew you needed the extra hours looking over the content.

you couldn't help yourself when your roommate barged into your room an hour earlier begging you to join her and her friends. you deserved a break? right? you'd spend the entire day going over course work and a few hours wouldn't hurt?

rushing to get dressed and leave at the same time as her is a challenge but you refused to show up by yourself- far too nervous to even think about it.

your costume- if it could even be considered one is just a little pair of black cat ears, paired with the first matching outfit you pulled from your wardrobe.

the music in the house is far too loud for your alcohol levels- finding yourself next to an assortment of drinks layed out on a table. eventually finding your drink of choice. you turn around to talk to your roommate after what had to be only a few seconds to find her completely vanished-

great.

studying the crowds around you for a second- not finding any familiar faces you decide to make your way outside- recognising who you think to be a girl from your english class.

"oh hey!- sorry your uraraka right?" your silently hoping that she accepts your attempt at conversation seeing as you can't find anyone you actually know.

"uh yes i am?" she looks at you puzzled for a minute and you internally curse yourself for expecting her to recognise you-

"oh wait i know you! you sit behind me in english right? yn?" oh thank god.

"yes that's me! i'm sorry for barging into your conversation like this but my roommate quite literally disappeared on me." she only smiles at you in return-and your incredibly grateful.

"no don't worry about it! uh- if anything i'm glad you ran into me! i've been meaning to talk to you about what we're doing in class right now-" she rubs her hands together as she talks- clearly a little nervous.

"i'm struggling to fully understand what the professor wants us to do with this assignment thing-but you seem to get it pretty well? i was hoping you'd maybe explain it to me?" you flash the girl infront of you a teasing grin before asking for her number-promising you'll send her a text tomorrow so you guys can find a more appropriate time to meet up and discuss your project.

"hey um- do you know that guy over there? the one in the mask?" the girl points at a man with dark hair as she eyes him up suspiciously. "he's like- totally staring right at you- it's actually kind of creepy.."

you follow her line of sight and your immediately uneasy- his costume seems to be put together at the last minute, much like your own. but to say the vibe he gives off matches the mask would be an understatement.

despite his eyes being completely covered- his stare sends shivers up your spine. "uh- i'm not sure?"

"it doesn't look like you have much time to figure it out- he's heading this way." okay- this is fine. it's probably just some frat guy trying to be creepy.

uraraka doesn't stay by your side to figure it out- she leaves with a wink and a hushed good luck and by the time you turn around your face to face with the masked stranger.

"uh- hello there?" you try not to sound as nervous as you feel it's hard with the way he looms over you.

he seems to catch the nervousness in your voice-chuckling before he speaks- "sorry- did i scare you?"

his voice- despite the rasp is far nicer than you would've expected, the tease in his voice is evident.

"didn't mean to make you nervous- just wanted to introduce myself." you can't see the smirk on his face but you can hear it. "i'm dabi"

"i'm not nervous. just drunk- and on high alert." the he moves closer- you feel more at ease after hearing his name, certain you've heard it before.

"what'd say we head back inside- get something to drink."

a part of you wishes you'd said no- but you didn't. you allowed to him take your hand and lead you back inside. you let him fix you up some mixture of drinks that for the record tasted better than anything else you'd had to drink tonight and you'd let yourself relax- spend time with him.

the touches of your waist hadn't gone unnoticed- the way his hand lingered on yours when he passed you a cup- his arm looping around your shoulder when men approached- he seemed to like the game.

you however- we're getting sick and tired of the game. the heat pooling in your stomach was only growing with each of his little touches. enough was enough.

you grab his hand, forcing him to follow you into the first empty room you can find before you shut the door- locking it quickly behind you.

"woah pretty- what's going on? you okay?" you can't tell if the concern in his voice is false or not- but the way his hands grip your waist indicates he has ulterior motives.

your not the kind of person- you don't have one night stands- especially not with strangers, strangers whose faces you haven't even seen.

but with dabi it feels different- almost as though you can't help it, not with the heat growing in your core.

finding it difficult to find the words- instead opting to run your hands along his arms- hooking them together around his neck.

"what're you doing?" there's a laugh- a joke in his voice that completely contrasts with your seriousness-

"do you want me?"

it seems to stop his movements- the small circles he was tracing on your waist come to a hold and for a second you think you've got the wrong idea- "are you crazy?" he lets out a chuckle "of course i fucking want you"

"then what's taking you so long" it's said with newly found confidence.

"you haven't even seen my face?" some may take this as judgement- but you can tell there's more to it-something hidden. "¡ don't care" those three simple words seems to shock him.

"how?- how can you not care?" it's weird how within the hours that you've spent with the man you haven't felt the need to see what he looks like- it just feels right. "what you look like doesn't matter- jus' want you"

"fuck- baby are you sure?" his voice is strained- laced with a mix of hope and confusion. his hands begin to dig into your waist.

"yes- yes i'm sure" pulling him towards you by his neck- bringing him closer "need you- please-"

"okay- okay baby i got you-" he feels insane- crazy. to have somehow ended up so close to you, with your hands around his neck.

he'd been holding back- of course he has. he'd wanted you for as long as he can remember-you'd never know of course, that he'd had a silly crush on you for weeks.

you hike your clothes away from your lower half-exposing yourself, he has to take a second to double check he's still breathing before he shoves your underwear to the side-

he runs a finger across your slit- the dampness evident "fuck- baby your soaked." his pace is slow-

"your such a tease- been doing it all night" he lets out a chuckle at this "m'sorry- c'mere let me make it up to you-" before he slides a finger in before adding another. "oh-fuck" he slides his fingers in and out, keeping a steady pace "gotta prep you- gotta have you cum on my fingers first-"

he changes the angle slightly- fingers hitting a different spot "oh-oh" he takes notice of your reaction- increasing his pace "you like that?" you can't answer him as well as you'd like- he takes the increasing volume of your moans as a yes- "you gonna cum on my fingers pretty?"

it seems that the "yeah- just like that- let it go" you feel it coming- a release in your stomach before it happens- your cumming "dabi- fuck!"

he halts- seemingly staring at you as your mouth drops- listening to your moans as they leave your mouth-"you think you can go again?" there's an eagerness in his voice- one you can't refuse "yeah-yeah i wanna go again"

you grap at him- hand running over his bulge- not being able to waste a second before you take it out-trying not to seem shocked at the size. "wanna feel you-"

you go to take him in your hand before his is around your wrist- halting your movements "shit- baby don't talk like that"

"please- want it" and he groans- a low, deep sound.

"and i wanna last more than ten seconds-" he says it breathlessly- barely touched and he's already losing his mind.

he aligns himself- tip hitting your folds and you hear another deep moan from behind the mask."oh fuck-baby"

it's weird how intimate it is when he slips into you-moans mixing together with ease- your head falling back as he bottoms out.

"fuck- oh god." he moves against you without rhythm- instead it's desperate, rushed. "you f-feel so good"

it's unpracticed- but god does it feel good, it's like he's wanted this forever- the feeling is rubbing off on you"d-don't stop-"

"feel good baby?" he sounds cocky, and you can't even blame him because it does feel good "yeah-feels good"

it doesn't take him long before he's unraveling "fuck-think i'm gonna cum" he can't be blamed- he has wanted this forever. "it's fine- i'm protected" the sentence seems to enlighten something in him- his thrusts get faster- more uncontrolled "holy shit"

"fuck are you sure?" you wouldn't normally- but something about him just feels so right, so you let him.

"fuck- you can cum in me- it's okay" it's all the confirmation he needs before he's completely lost-blinded by pleasure "fuck baby- m'cumming!"

his face falls- landing in the crook of your neck, in the mist of his pleasure he doesn't notice how his mask gets caught in your hair- tugging it away from his face- falling to the ground with a loud thud.

you don't notice it either- not until you've came down from your high. he moves his head away from your neck- a loopy smile on his face as your eyes catch his, clearly still coming down from his own high.

it's not until he notices that your jaw has dropped-eyes wide when he thinks something might be wrong- he goes to speak- to ask if your okay before you beat him to it.

"touya?"

in an instant his eyes are blown even wider than yours- he wants to move, terrified of how you'll react know that you who he really is.

"it is you! i knew i recognised your voice" he blinks at you- your voice doesn't seem laced with any sort of malice, if anything there's a touch of excitement "oh god i hope this doesn't make class awkward."

this can't be right- surely not. why do you seem so calm about this? "uh- are you okay? you seem kinda out of it?"

"what's going on?" he seems kind of lost for words."why aren't you weirded out?" his frustration and confusion only makes you giggle.

"well- i've always thought u were cute, all quiet and mysterious." you give him a smile before continuing.

"this is a win for me."

he again- doesn't reply to you, instead looks at you in shock as you tidy yourself up, drunkly giggling to yourself as you do.

"hey uh- how about we get a ride back to my place, pick up some food on the way?" he can't fathom this- how cool you seem to be, how calm.

"uh- okay? sure." he's losing his mind he thinks, fixing himself up he lets you take his hand, dragging him out of the random bathroom you'd found yourself in.

you remind silent until you've dragged him all the way out of the house, fumbling your way to street while you wait on an uber "your kinda stupid touya- a cute stupid."

he fidgets with his fingers- but he doesn't fight the smile that appears on his face. "whatever- your paying for your own food."

[angels-fantasy]

Omg, CONGRATULATIONS LITTLE BEAN 🎉 I'm so so happy and proud of you ❤️ Your writing is great, and I can't wait to see you expand and unleash your creativity even more!

I'd love to ask for "asking them what they first thought of you" with either Bakugo or Dani, whatever suits you better 🫰🏻

Asking Them What They First Thought Of You

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Dabi/Touya Todoroki x Reader

Details: mm nothing crazy but bakugou drops the L WORD also dabi might be ooc 😪

Word Count: 531

HII omg thank you for this request and kind message tee hee im so sorry i responded late T^T so i will give you both dabi and bakugou!!

Dabi:

"hey dabi, what did you think about me when we first met?"

dabi's face scrunched up at that question. he didn't really remember, if he was being completely honest, he just knew he was extremely wary of you since he didn't know anything about you at the time.

but, he did notice that you didn't let his distant personality bother you, and that meant something to him.

he played with a lock of your hair, twirling it around his fingers as he thought of an answer. "i dunno, i just know i didn't trust you." he said, making you frown up at him.

"you can't be a little more romantic about it?" you grumbled, making him let out a husky laugh.

"sorry, romance isn't really my thing. but if it makes you feel better, i did think you were hot."

you smacked him on the shoulder, "shut up!"

he hissed, "ouch, you pack a punch huh?"

you humphed and flexed your arm, "you bet i do."

he laughed lightly and looked up at the ceiling, "seriously though, i didn't trust you at all in the beginning and i definitely thought you were attractive... but then you helped me learn how to trust you, so i started to think of you as a good person. better than me, at least."

since dabi was looking away, he didn't notice the tears welling up in your eyes and only realized you were crying when he heard you sniffle.

"dabi! that's so sweet." you cried, "y-you've never said anything so cute before."

he groaned, "yes i have!"

you ignored his words and wiped your nose on his shoulder, making him sigh.

Katsuki:

"katsuki! what did you think about me when we first met?"

"i thought you were annoying." he replied immediately, making you pout.

"be serious! i know you don't mean that."

he sighed and closed his eyes while he thought of an answer, opening them a few seconds later and turning to face you.

"i guess i thought you were pretty interesting, unlike every other extra we know-"

"what have i told you about calling people extras?" you asked, cutting him off and making him grumble.

"anyways - you weren't as annoying or dumb as everyone else so i allowed you around me." he said and crossed his arms.

you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and laid your head on one of them, "are you sure it wasn't my good looks and charming personality?"

he smiled and moved you around slightly so he could wrap his arms around you instead. "maybe that was a part of it, but only a little bit." he teased.

you laughed, knowing he was only messing with you.

he smiled at your laughter, happy that you knew he was joking with you. that was something that a lot of people misunderstood about him. qmost of the time his harsh words and tone had no meaning behind them, but not everyone knew that. so when you came around and you immediately caught onto that, he knew he had to keep you around.

"love you kats" you said, voice muffled by his chest that you were squished in.

"mm, love ya too."

authors note

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[six-eyed-samurai]

Firstly congratulations on your followers! :) Secondly maybe the prompt R is for Romance from your yandere list with either reader and Rengoku or Dabi(from mha)? You don't have to do it if you don't want too, but I hope your day's good!

SUMMARY: A drunken game on the rooftop was not how you imagined would be the reason you were suddenly locked into a basement by none other than Dabi himself A/N: TY TY! Sadly my Yandere Alphabet is actually for neutral characters, however I can still pull off the R is for Romance for you! I was having a good day, ty, my best friend came back today lmao WARNINGS: This is yandere, so MDNI and in no way do I condone this sort of relationship. Also alcohol, swearing, maybe OOC Dabi (I did my best I'm sorry) My inbox is still open if you would like to request for the event!

"Good Lord what letter comes after M?"

"O, stupid."

"Shut it Panda Eyes." You threw the bottle cap at your companion. He went cross eyed tracking it but maybe he was just drunk.

You both were, actually. Very much inebriated on top of some rooftop (how did you get up there again? Never mind it was going to give you an even bigger headache to try and remember) of some building in some place you had long forgotten during the alcohol binge you two were on. You wouldn't have pulled this sort of dumb stunt usually but after a successful night (successful...something. Ugh, what sort of damned drink had Dabi bought?) he had convinced you that it was good to celebrate. Just you and him, the after party.

An after party with lots and lots of alcohol. There was still more and you reached for another bottle, tilting it back. Then your eyes narrowed, turning to the turquoise pair staring at you. "Bullshit! You liar, it's N!"

"If you (beep) knew, why ask?" Dabi chucked his bottle cap at you. The caps littered the ground everywhere around you both, actually, as the both of you had agreed that it would be the punishment if the other was unable to continue the game.

The game, right. You had made a dumb joke about a team-building exercise and what a great time it would be to do it now even though the rest of the League wasn't here, then Dabi had followed it up with a sly suggestion of Eye Spy. You elbowed him and complained it was boring. He jabbed his finger into your side and in the end the both of you agreed to play a game of Word Association following the alphabet. Only problem was the both of you were idiots.

"I forgot! You got it wrong as well!"

Dabi rolled his eyes. "Just get the hell on with it."

"Okay! N for uh...nap?"

"Boring. N for...nonsense."

"You're boring. O for...obsession."

Dabi raised an eyebrow, taking another sip. "O for only."

"P for...platypus? Shit, what was that cartoon? The one where that duck thingy - platypus, sorry - wore a hat?"

"What the hell do you even watch?" Dabi snorted. "The first thing you think of is platypus?"

"You literally said M for magnesium just now," you grumbled, finishing your bottle and snatching his.

"After you said L for Bozo. That doesn't even make sense."

"I changed it off to L for love!"

"Once again, ew," Dabi sighed. "P for perfect."

"Q for...queue."

"So original. Q for queen."

"I hate you so much." You threw your head back. "R for-"

"Romance."

A beat of silence. Then you burst out laughing. "What in the actual-?"

"What? Your L got me thinking," Dabi protested, oddly defensive, going as far as to turn away.

“Thinking of someone?” You teased, crawling closer.

“Yeah.” Dabi smirked and you ignored the twang in your heart to widen your grin.

“Hmmm….anyone I know?” You blinked. “Actually, I can’t believe I never asked before. What’s your type? Tall, short, long hair, freckles, innocent, bratty, big ass?”

Dabi arched an eyebrow. “You thinking of somebody?”

“NO!” You flushed and blamed it on alcohol. “I’ll tell you my type if you do.”

“And what is your type, princess?”

You decided to ignore the nickname. “To be honest I don’t really mind as long as he’s…uh, nice? I dunno. Just someone who can show me a good time.”

“Had no idea you were into that.”

“I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!” You whacked his arm. “Like, I want a guy who’s gonna come over on time, pick me up, take me to a place not necessarily dinner. Maybe an arcade date, mall date, anything is fine. Just talk and listen, you know? And drive me back, walk me to the door, say goodnight and shit. ‘Cause dating for me is getting to know someone really well and…yeah, know them inside out.”

“I have no idea whatever the (beep) it was you just said. You’re so eloquent when drunk.”

“Shut up. Like you’re not. I just want a gentleman. Respects boundaries and all that shit but I want someone - oh god this sounds stupid - who’s gonna make the effort with me to be our first and last. Does that make sense now?” You flopped onto your back. “I need another drink.”

“That? That’s it?” Dabi snorted and laughed. “Your ideal romance?”

“At least I can pull!” You realized you both were out of bottles and groaned. “Your turn.”

Dabi paused for a moment, then suddenly his face loomed over you in another smirk. “I’ll sum it up in one word. You. Can I take you on an “arcade date, mall date, anything is fine” tomorrow?”

And somehow you wound up anxiously pacing around the entrance of the local arcade Dabi had said he’d take you to anyway. You had already purchased some tokens, thanked God you hadn’t overdressed in your panic earlier, taken a few sips of water and what else? Right, fret your brains out over whether or not this was just a horrible joke made while inebriated.

“What the (beep).”

***

Because you’d be lying if you said you didn’t fancy Dabi himself.

Ain’t no way he had basically just confessed like that. Nuh uh. He was probably just as out of it like you were and in the blurred haze made a mistake. A stupid mistake that was twisting your heart and insides hard.

Yet why were you here? Because you’re delusional that’s why. And because the way he had said it last night seemed so sincere.

“Well, well, looks like I failed in being the gentleman, huh?”

“You did,” you quip out of habit, but your tone’s shaky. “No pick up?”

“I have no idea where you live,” Dabi said smoothly. “It’s alright, I’ve got plenty of ways to make up for it soon enough.”

“I dunno. You’re not a gentleman.”

***

But he was and it was…insane. Absolutely amazing and flattering and oh good god you couldn’t even describe it but it was completely INSANE how much Dabi proved you wrong with this behavior over the next six months of you and him dating. Because he kept proving your wrong, each time, that in fact he COULD BE a gentleman when he wanted to.

He came to go pick you up and followed you home. He always knew exactly what you wanted on the menu after pulling out your chair. He listened.

Dabi made the effort to be your first and last, like you said, unlike the flings before. He said as much on the last date. You were utterly head over heels, besotted, infatuated with him even more so when he admitted he had liked you from the start but wasn’t sure when was a good time to tell you.

So of course he was the first one you called in a panic when you discovered the camera in your bathroom.

You couldn’t believe you never noticed it before - and it terrified more that it could’ve been watching the unsuspecting you for god knew how long. It was only pure chance that you had suddenly spotted a peculiar glint in the mirror when wiping off the fog, partially hidden by your shower curtain. Oh god, oh god, oh god-

“Dabi?”

“Yeah, princess?” The crack in your voice had been exceedingly audible, as was his concerned tone. “You good?”

“There’sacameraspyingonmeinthebathroomIdon’tknowhowlongit’sbeenthere-”

“There you go again,” Dabi sighed, but his voice was placating, reassuring. “Slower this time?”

You took a deep breath. “I found a camera. In my bathroom. Some creep’s SPYING ON ME!”

“Get out of there right now and calm down, alright, sweetheart? I’ll be over in a minute.”

“You think the heroes put it there?”!”

“Doll, they’re horrible but they ain’t perverts. What’s so interesting in your bathroom besides you anyway?” Dabi’s joke came out tense and you heard a lot of background noise. “Look, like I said, get out of there. Don’t try to take it down-”

“Oops…”

“I’ll be over soon,” Dabi repeated and hung up.

You steadied yourself before examining the camera in your hand, sitting against the ladder that you had used to get up there. It was an ordinary CCTV looking thing and you had used a towel to cover the lens before taking it down. The wires stuck out and pricked at your palms.

Who would be watching you like this?

You needed air - the bathroom was too cramped suddenly. You ran out into your bedroom and threw open the window, dumping the camera on the ground, dry heaving while leaning out. You finally calmed down sufficiently to slide down the wall with a groan, tilting your head back while you anxiously waited for Dabi to show up.

Shit. No, no, no-

There was another camera hidden by the curtains.

Hysterical tears began streaking down your face. How long you had been there in a sobbing panic attack you didn’t know, barely hearing your front door open and the footsteps thundering into your bedroom. You didn’t register anything until you were suddenly wrapped up in Dabi’s arms, head tucked against his chest as he awkwardly stroked your hair.

“Hey, calm down, alright?”

“I’m scared. I’m so damn scared that someone’s been watching me all this time. You know there’s another camera? I found another.” You hiccuped and exhaled. “Okay, okay, I’m calm now.”

“Great. Let’s get you a drink of water and we’ll talk.”

He led you to the kitchen and poured you a glass, the both of you seated at your small dining table while you fought to clear your head. Dabi watched you intently, tapping his foot on the ground.

So you had discovered the cameras, huh? A bad thing, but the fact that you had called him meant you had no idea it was him…just as well, really. Dabi could use this to his advantage - make you more dependent on him.

He internally chuckled. You hadn’t noticed the burn on your wall near the cameras then, when he had accidentally caught a wire aflame setting it up.

But outwardly he twisted his face into one of concern.

“We can’t report this to the police,” he started. “You’re a known member of the League.”

“Then what? I’m not staying here anymore!”

“You could live with me.” He caught your expression and rolled his eyes. “I didn’t mean it like that, but you sure are eager, huh?”

“SH-SHUT IT!”

“Back to the point. Your stalker might’ve put up some other cameras, not just your bathroom or your bedroom window. You could live with me while we look for the bastard,” Dabi said, quite convincingly. “I’ll take care of you. Ideal romance, right?”

You snorted a half laugh at that. “You really do surprise me - wait.”

Dabi raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“The camera.” You felt yourself turning cold. Frozen. No way could it…”I didn’t tell you where I found the second camera’s location.”

“I found you crying underneath the window, princess. Sorry if I made the wrong assumption,” Dabi said apologetically. Inside he wondered if you were going to force his hand. His grip on the cup tightened. Stupid mistake.

“No…not only that.” You leapt your feet. “How did you get into my house anyway? I never took you here or gave you the key. You only ever walked me to the front door but I didn't tell you which floor I lived on or which apartment block. I locked the door, I’m sure. And how did you know where my bedroom was?”

“I could hear you weeping your eyeballs out from out there,” Dabi scoffed, getting to his feet as well. “I busted down your door.”

You backed away. “How did you know where I live then? And - and that day, when I nearly got mugged, you just showed up out of nowhere. Do you have a tracker on me?”

He said nothing.

“You put the cameras there, didn’t you?” Your whisper came out hoarse.

Dabi stepped closer and suddenly you realized exactly what a powerful presence he was as he leaned closer, trapping you against the table. “I did it all for us, y’know? For you. I had to know everything to keep you safe, be the perfect guy for you. Wasn’t that your ideal romance? Thanks for the tip, by the way, that night on the rooftop. It helped me realize exactly how to make you love me like I love you.”

“I don’t love a monstrous creep like you!”

His eyes flashed with hurt and heartbreak. “You will. Please.”

Dabi must’ve put something in your drink, you also realized; your knees buckled and you blacked out.

***

You awoke in a dark, stuffy room. Not like you were expecting anything less.

And he was right in front of you - that you didn’t expect. You would’ve lunged at your former love if you could, but the effects of whatever had knocked you out hadn’t left your body yet, making everything a blurry photograph and your limbs jelly. Something like cold metal bit into your wrists as well. Dabi just stared at you flatly.

“Why?” The word slipped out before you knew it. “If you say you love me, why? Why all this? Just for your sick idea of romance? You’re sick. You’re so sick I don’t know how I never knew it before. You…really are a damn villain.”

“You won’t let me protect you anymore. Keep watch.” Dabi shrugged. “I tried to do it your way, be your gentleman. Then you made me do it my way. You think I want this too? Rather see you happy and oblivious, really, but it’s not like you gave me a choice.”

“You never gave me a choice from the start!”

“I did,” Dabi corrected coldly.

You were grasping at straws and he knew it. “You think everyone’s not gonna notice if I just disappear?”

A warm hand suddenly clasped your cheek. Dabi really did look like a devil, you thought blearily, with all that staples and burns in the dark, with that expression.

“I faked my own death. I can fake yours.”

[iktomi-toni]

Guys idk when this sudden hyperfixation on mha and dabi specifically started but here we are :/

Also Ive never written Dabi before and this is not proofread so I'm sorry if he's a little ooc I love him a lot guys :)

(Yan!)Dabi x reader

TW!!! Adult themes so MDNI, mentions of blood and wounds(not reader), unhealthy coping mechanisms, dark content, um.. kidnapping?, mean dabi, afab!reader, toxic behavior (not reader), mild suggestive themes, he is literally obsessed with reader, he loves you but he's not very good at expressing his feelings, yandere!dabi, stockholm syndrome!reader because I said so, also some minor reader descriptions mainly just about height and stature though, also I do not condone any of what is written here please do not do these things !!

You knew that walking home alone at night was not a good idea, but the busses weren't running, all your friends were all too drunk to drive and so were you. You'd heard the stories about the girls going missing before, you just never thought it'd happen to you.

And now you were sitting in a cold, dirty, empty room, your hands and feet were tied and they're was a rope (suck to what you could only assume was a collar) keeping you tired to some object that was embedded in the wall, and to make matters worse you were also gagged and blindfolded so you had no idea where you were or how you got there. Stuck in your tiny dress and heels you decided to wear to the club you were beginning to get really cold and couldn't stop the shivering, you could feel that you were sat on an old worn out mattress with a small blanket on it but your hands were quite literally tied so you couldn't cover yourself.

Going over what had happened in your head you realized you likely passed out not lond after your fourth shot, when you'd stepped outside to get some air because you felt really wobbly and suddenly super tired so you'd stepped out bag in hand so you could smoke a cigarette, naively thinking that would help, but next thing you knew you had woken up here, unable to move, see, or do anything. The only explanation was that you were drugged. To say you were scared was a bit of any understatement. You didn't know where you were, you could see or do anything. For all you knew this building you were in could be in the middle of nowhere, so there was a chance that even if you screamed until your throat bled nobody would hear you. Not even your quirk could help you, all you really could do with it was heal yourself and those you touched, not very useful in a hostage situation, especially considering you were the hostage.

All you could really do was bide your time until your captor, whoever they may be, came back for you. Surely they didn't go through the trouble of kidnapping you just to leave you here. So that's exactly what you did, you waited. And you waited. And you waited. You waited for what felt like hours, probably because you had no way of paying the time. Eventually, though, you heard a door in another room open and shut, and footsteps that seemed to get closer and closer, every step this kidnapper took seemed to take an eternity to get to the next one, until finally they stopped outside the door to the room you were being kept in. Oh your heart was pounding so hard, you had no idea what to expect, being kept in the dark(literally and figuratively) was something you absolutely hated.

The door was opening and your heart rate picked up even further. Your kidnapper walked in and closed the door behind them, as he walked closer to you you could tell by the weight and rhythm of his footsteps that he was definitely a man. He stopped right in front of you, crouching to meet you where you were, on that old dirty mattress on the ground. He took the blindfold off of you and before your eyes could adjust to get a good look at him he stood up and walked over to an old rusty fireplace on the other side of the room. Using his quirk he set it ablaze, seeing the flames turn a bright and intense blue you had to hold back a gasp, immediately recognizing that if you tried to fight him you'd be burnt to a crisp. In that moment you decided that fighting was not a viable option, you'd just have to be the perfect prisoner until the right moment to escape arose.

You stared at him as he stood, staring at the fire. He only looked at it for a moment before speaking up. "I know you won't recognize me. It's been.. far too long. However I still recognize you, y/n." You were even more screed now, how did he know your name? How much more did he know about you? So many thoughts raced through your head but he probably already knew that you were trying to recognize him, trying to see if you could remember him, so he cut off those panicked thoughts. "You can call me Dabi now." He turned to face you finally, the first thing you saw were his scars, and there were so many and they were so big too. Just what had happened to him? In your current state you found yourself feeling just the slightest bit sorry for this man, even though he'd kidnapped you, and you still had no idea who he was. You wanted to speak but he'd never taken the gag out of your mouth, so whatever you'd wanted to say died on your tongue before it'd ever see the light of day.

The man you now knew as Dabi, walked closer to you, he walked slow like he wasn't in a rush, like he had all the time in the world. Once he reached you he sat in front of you on a stool next to the bed(if you could even call it a bed, this mattress was really falling apart). He pulled the blanket over your legs, he didn't want you catching hypothermia and dying on him after all. "I wish I could've brought you some place nicer for our first time together as adults. But right now, I just don't have much of anything really." He spoke so matter-of-factly, but his words left you confused, did you actually know him from somewhere from your childhood? If you did he looked so different now that you'd never recognize him. You tried to ask who he was but all the sound that came from you were just mere muffled noises due to the cloth wrapped around your head keeping you gagged. "I know, I know. You have questions, but I need to keep that pretty little mouth of yours quiet until I can trust that you won't do anything stupid." He let out a long dramatic, yet playful, sigh and dragged his fingers through his dark hair before he continued on, "You always have been a little dumb and ditzy haven't you?"

He was laughing at you. This man was really rubbing salt in the wound he'd inflicted. Mocking you for falling into his trap. It made you want to cry, you hadn't really done anything wrong and now you were here. You felt like you were really all alone.

Well except for him.

As time passed by you realized that he didnt seem to want hurt you, for most of the days he just talked to you, sat with you, held you often. Sometimes when he was in a good mood he'd take you gag out and adjust the restraints so you were more comfortable. Yeah he could be kind of mean when you cried too much or questioned him too often or ever said anything stupid, but for a kidnapper he wasn't that bad. You've heard of cases that were far worse than yours. Over time he gave you more and more freedoms, but he never let you leave his sight if he was with you and if he wasn't you'd be restrained again, gagged and blindfolded. He often told you he loved you and that he needed you, and how after all your time apart he felt complete to have you again and he couldn't let you go, not again. He never said anything more about your past together though, leaving you silently taking your brain to try and remember him. It was almost as if he didn't want you to remember the old him.

Eventually he'd put locks and boards on the windows and made sure every door in the building had at least three separate locks on each one, just so he could let you move around a little, considering how good you'd been for him. You don't know how long you've been here, maybe a few weeks or maybe a few months? It was hard to tell. But you didn't have much strength anymore, he didn't feed you very much, you did eat at least once a day but not enough to maintain your body weight, you've definitely lost a few pounds, so in turn your energy levels also depleted. Likely also part of his plan to keep you where you were. He wasn't so cruel as to starve you to death, however, so he did make sure to feed you.

One day when he came back from wherever it is that he goes to he was angry, he was walking really loudly, slamming doors and cussing throughout the place you were both in and it made your heart race, you'd never seen Dabi angry before.

He walked into the room you were in and slammed the door behind him. Your hands were tied up behind your back and your ankles tied together, gag in mouth but no blindfold this time.

You tried to keep your eyes off him, out of fear of upsetting him, he hated in when you stared at him.

Making yourself as small as you could, you looked down at your legs, avoiding any and all eye contact. He shot his fire into the fireplace with somewhat if a disregard, the walls and floor around it turning black with ash. The smell of burnt paint and ask filed your senses and you stole a glance at him, wanting to see what had happened. He was breathing heavily, chest heaving up and down as he gripped his hair. It looked like he was really struggling with something, you almost wanted to comfort him. You were kind in nature and it seems as though that's become your downfall. You don't look at this man who kidnapped you and see a criminal, you don't see a villain, you don't see evil.

You see someone who needs help, who needs love, and care.

Deep down you knew that was a dangerous mentality and it's likely what got you here in the first place but you just couldn't help it. You hated seeing people in pain, hurting. It hurt you when others were hurt. It probably has something to do with your quirk. As your eyes moved from the burnt walls and floors to Dabi himself. As you looked at him you noticed a huge gash in his abdomen and he was bleeding a lot, blood was dripping his side.

You wanted to heal him but you were tied up for him. He'd rather you not move about when he'd not hear, he fears you'll leave him and in his mind he won't make it another day if lost you again.

On the rare occasion when Dabi was allowed outside to play when he was a child, he was at a park and happened to meet you, little you. He remembered exactly how small and kind you were, how happy he always felt when the little kid versions of you two played together. That's when the infatuation- no, the obsession with you started. In the turmoil that was his youth your rare playdates at the park were the light in his life, he didn't look forward to much else, with all the abuse and neglect from his father. Until one day he got seriously burned, which is what caused him to look the way he does now. First it was abuse, next he nearly died, finally he was neglected and forgotten about by his whole family and since then, he'd disappeared. His only regret, not finding you first.

But now he'd found you, he has you. You are his. In his mind he owns you. And he'll never let you go again. But now that things were finally starting to go well for him he ran into his asshole father out in the street and it pissed him off, the thought of know he has you here, at home waiting for him was now the only thing holding him together. He was thinking about how he'd use you and your abilities to, quite literally, hold him together. He needed you, he needed you to heal him, yes. But he also needed to feel you. He needed to feel you so bad. He'd been holding back for your sake, he wants you to want him. But he's also growing impatient, especially with the situation with endeavor he needed a release so bad, if you didn't start to want him soon he was going to get desperate. But little did he know he'd get lucky tonight. In more ways than one.

Slowly he tried to calm himself, just a bit for your sake. Once he wasn't so panicked he started walking over to you, when he got there he crouched and removed your gag and started untying you. "Let me heal you Dabi, I can help you!" You nearly yelled it at him, you had caught him off guard. This was exactly the reaction he'd needed from you, he'd been waiting for you to want to help him, to want him. And it looked like you were finally getting there. Fully removing the ropes from your legs and then your hands he looked up at you, it was like he was looking for something, he was being cautious, he was looking for any sign of you lying but your eyes were crying you, you looked worried, for him. "Okay." It was almost silent, that's how quiet he spoke. He moved so you could see his wound, it was really bad. Like you were apprised he was still standing.

Leaning down you gently raised his shirt to get better access to the damaged area. Putting your bare hands to his wounds, this was the first time you've seen him like this and the sight of him trusting you made you blush ever so slightly. You were glad it was dark. You'd never admit it before but after spending all this time with Dabi you honestly started to like him, you starting to find him really attractive. And seeing his chest and abdomen exposed like this was making you feel things, things that left you getting very conflicted.

On one hand he literally kidnapped you and is keeping you locked up in this cold empty building. But on the other hand you've begun to really like him, you've begun to want him. When he doesn't notice you've started to look at him the way he looks at you after a long day, full of want and hunger. So you healed him. You treated his wounds. You comforted him as you healed him until he was better. You were wearing that little dress you wore when he found you, he loves seeing you in it so he made you wear it often. You were so focused on healing him and your own conflicted feelings that you failed to notice him looking at you. His gaze might as well be glued to your thighs and tits the way they squished together in your tight little dress made his head spin, he wanted you so bad.

With the hand opposite his wounds he reached over and grabbed your thigh, he didn't grab so hard it hurt but he made sure you knew where his hands were. You jumped a little at the sudden contact, but tried to ignore it as you focused on his injuries. That proved difficult the way his fingers slowly inched up your though closer and close and closer.

By the time you were done healing him there were butterflies in your tummy from the way he touched you, one hand on your upper inner thigh, the other on the curve of your neck and jaw. You could feel him starting at your body and suddenly you felt a little exposed, shifting where you sat. Moving his left hand to the back of your neck and his right to the small of your back he quickly leaned in and pressed his lips against yours, he seemed like he hadn't wanted anything more in his life. Like he needed you more than he needed oxygen. His hands roamed around your body roughly as he kissed you and that was when you realized that this would be a very long night.

[fertilize-my-eggs]

Three virgin losers part one

Dabi x chubby fem reader x shigaraki noncon smut

Part two

A/N: I'll make a part two of this because it was getting pretty long, this isn't proofread soo I'm sorry if it's bad for you, I'm trying to write more dark content. Next part is basically shigaraki being super feral and yandere. And a bit of ooc for dabi since I know he wouldn't be talking about his dad. 💀💀💀💀

DNI: minors, ageless or anti blogs go away please, it's 18+ content, you have been warned.

Warning: smut smut SMUT with no plot + daddy issues & kink + threesome + losing virginities + unsafe sex + anal + rough sex, hair pulling + authority kink maybe lol + bit of blood + non-consensual recording + oral (male)( scummy shiggy )

" ughh you both have some daddy issues. "Your eyes stare at your boss groaning in annoyance at you both talking about how your hatred towards your fathers.

 Dabi and you were discussing this on the couch while Tomura was playing his ds getting frustrated by you two talking loudly. You three were at the bar since everyone was either out doing a mission or doing something. While kurogiri went shopping with compress and sister magne.

Dabi scold while you narrow your eyes.

" Excuse me.. I do not. "Tomura starts to laugh, you pout angry.

It was true your father wasn't even great and left the family when you were a child.

All because he wasn't faithful to your mother at all. You cross your arms as you roll your eyes at him.

 

" I haven't heard you talk about your father, how was your relationship with him?? " dabi cockly leaning forward towards tomura, judging his body language change dramatically, it went from relax to intense as he hold the hand on his face tight.

" dabi, you shouldn't ask that to the boss… " you try to calm both of the men but it feels like the atmosphere has changed.

Dabi looked at you rolling his eyes as he said." Why? What the boss gonna do-.. " dabi couldn't finish his sentence as tomura roughly grabbed his dark locks pulling him towards him as he growled.

The deep raspy growl did something to you, you never thought you needed this. But fuck… your thick thighs rub together as tomura stare at him.

" Watch your tone… you're such a fucking brat. "You weren't expecting dabi to moan out loud, it was so shameful that your cheeks turned red.

You saw tomura's face turn red too as dabi tilt his head as he has a shit eating grin.

" And what are you gonna do about it huh? "Tomura narrowed his eyes as he didn't say anything but grabbed his hair again and dabi was basically being dragged.

Your eyes wide in fear, worry about his safety and more worry about what the boss is gonna do, you get up fast to chase after them.

Tomura looks to the side seeing your concern look as he smirks while he heading towards his room.

" come along sweet y/n. "Hearing your boss' raspy voice while dabi screams and scratches his arms sends chills down your spine.

You're speeding up to them once inside his room, Tomura looks down at him then at you.

" I want you to suck him off while his mouth gets stuffed with cock. "You were so flabbergasted by his words and dabi was confused by this as well.

" what the hel-.. " tomura's hand went to his throat and choke him.

" shut the fuck up little boy, you got into this mess, making me hard by your slutty moan. " Shigaraki's narrow eyes towards you as you feel uneasy.

" Hurry up, you don't want to make daddy upset. " It's confusing you more but you didn't ask questions about your boss, you didn't want to get disintegrated by your leader.

You quickly drop down, start working on dabi's pants, dabi starts to move as he didn't want this.

Your eyes were met with the bulge in his boxer.

Tomura grunted out." Ohhh the slut is just as horny as I thought. " Shigaraki starts to remove his pants.

He carefully take his phone out of his pocket and you hear the click as you realize he's recording.

" Hurry up, you're too slow. " You can tell he was focused on you as dabi grid his black pants.

You removed both his pants and boxer off, his hard manhood flops on his hard abs.

You're not sure how to suck cock nor get laid but this is something.

Your eyes look at tomura as he learns closer to you, the camera was so close to your face.

You started off clumsy by sucking dabi's cock, tomura groaned at this. He moved the camera towards dabi's face, you watch him shove his dick down his throat as the gagging echos in the room.

" Aghh such a tight little mouth. " you watch your boss pet his raven dark hair, you notice there is tiny little blood coming out of dabi's cheeks.

You felt like shit for not helping or leaving from this situation but you're a smart person, if you disobey your leader, you will be nonexistent, same thing with dabi but tomura needs you both. You two are powerful in fighting with heros so there is no way your boss would destroy both of you….. right?

You start to slide down on dabi's cock more, hearing both of you gag on cock was music to tomura's sick twisted mind.

"eyes on me beautiful." You're not sure if tomura meant you or dabi but you did obey him, he still held his phone as he recorded both of you staring back.

He groans out loud and you watch dabi's facial reaction confused turn disgusted quickly. Tomura slowly pulled out as the cum was all over his mouth, dabi hag out a bit of the cum.

You watch tomura put the camera close to dabi's mouth, he uses his other hand to pull his mouth open more.

" Fuck… good boy. " he's turn towards you as he growls.

" take your clothes off and lay down on the bed. "You obey your boss as you quickly get up, get undressed. You feel his red eyes stare at your body, you feel uncomfortable, it feels like he's melting you. 

Shigaraki stopped the record button as he grabbed his hair again, roughly pulling him more towards the bed.

" ashtray go fuck their ass while I fuck yours."

Your eyes wide as you start to plead for mercy for your boss, dabi also wasn't having it as he tried to fight with the boss again.

You turn your head as you watch them for a bit, dabi grabs his arms but tomura was fast as he has his hand on dabi's throat again. 

" I'm not asking you.. that's an order.. " shigaraki learn in and whisper.

"I can easily disintegrate you within seconds, you don't want a game over now would you dabi?" you watch dabi's facial reaction to this as he has no choice and calming nods his head.

"good boy." He lets go of his neck as tomura get up to sets the phone on the dressers where it's pointing towards the bed as he clicks the start button.

Tomura walks towards the bed, dabi grabs your thighs pulling it towards him, you turn your head with a sad look.

Dabi felt like shit too for not helping out his comrade, he has never done any sexual activity because he always felt like he's unattractive. Dabi grabs his hard cock slowly pushing into your tight hole.

You started to cry out, using your hand to push his hips away from you, you felt more heavy weight on you.

You turn to the side to see Tomura getting ready to shove his cock inside his hole too. Shigaraki slides his cock deep inside dabi's hole as he whimper out.

"wait wait wait-... It's too much." You cry out more, both of you aren't enjoying this.

Shigaraki pushes dabi's back down as he starts to thrust fast and hard into him, costing both of you to move fast. The bed creaking loudly as the crys and groans echo in the room.

You're pretty sure anyone will hear all three of you by how thin the walls are and shigaraki isn't being gentle.

"ahh fuck~! Tight little hole you got whore." You hear the loud whack as dabi groans out loud, shigaraki starts to slap both yours and his asses.

The feeling of metal sliding against your walls shouldn't turn you on more.

Felt a mess underneath the sheets, you feel like peeing any second now.

Suddenly you felt a hand grab your hair, forcing you to arch your back but it's quite difficult having two men on top of you.

Feeling of high gets close each time tomura slammed his hips to dabi's and the feeling of his thick cock hitting the right places.

You roll your eyes backwards as you cry out their names at the same time.

This results in you pissing on shigaraki's sheets and he obviously noticed this.

" shit… didn't know you could squirt like that babygirl, I'll have to try it again when I test your sweet cunny. '' Tomura is purring at this, rolling his hips in a circular motion then taking long deep strokes each time he slides out fully to ram his cock in his bloody hole.

" no… more… please no moreee.. '' you're sobbing from being overwhelmed by the pleasure, dabi was also reaching his end.

Your tight walls were too much for him, getting overstimulated by this.

Dabi groans out loud, hearing the skin slapping skin as you feel his cum filling you up.

Shigaraki whispers sweet nothing to both of you, he caresses his cheek and yours.

He slowly pulls out of dabi then helps him get out of you as well, you sigh softly thinking it is over.

Shigaraki moved you on your back as dabi was put at the back of the wall while he looked so drained out. You felt bad for him.

" Now a new level unlocks it's time to start this gameplay shall we? " Your eyes started to water, you can't imagine how dabi must have felt and now it's your turn to take his mercy.

[roses-bel-air-darling]

In one way, at least Touya’s end is kind of ambiguous so we can make our own ideas! I mean yes, there are the implications of him dying and such. I won’t deny it still sucks considering Endeavour and all. But, in one way at least he will be able to talk with his family, reconcile with them. I like to think (might be wishful thinking on my part) that eventually he gets better and maybe lives with his family again, or something, to give him a chance at normal with his family. He might be under house arrest or something, unless he still stuck in a tank after all those years, or did die. But if he did, I like to think he and his family made peace before he did.

Idk, it’s just unfortunate how the Todoroki plot wrapped up, but at least his family didn’t push him away. Honestly I’m probably in denial with it all because maybe he is dead considering he wasn’t shown in the flashbacks, but who knows?

Toga and Shigiraki’s deaths were unfortunate, HK really fumbled on the end. Honestly I dipped when the last chapter released, and when I came back, I realized that a lot of people/blogs didn’t have many thoughts on the end. Almost unanimously it seemed everyone was in radio silence 😅

I am so sorry that this is long!

That's the tiny bit of hope I have for touya. Although, I'm trying not to be a negative nancy. There is the last volume and the official fanbook both coming out this December. We could possibly get a final update on touya. Good or bad.

Hori confirmed that he forgot to draw a few things in the final chapter and is going to put it in the final volume.

I'm not going to be cautiously optimistic. I'm just going to expect something.

Personally, before the manga ended, I was on the villain trio big save train. I was so sure they were going to get a 'happy' ending and heading towards their bright futures as it was intended to throughout the story. (Note: I won't elaborate on the whole villains bad, must die arguments. It's tiring and gets old super fast the moment those sentences are used to justify the deaths of toga, shigaraki, and touya. Different topic, different day.)

Now, looking back, I just want him to have a peaceful death with his mom and siblings there by his side and knowing he's not alone and loved. I don't want him to be alive and be a part of the society that still rejects someone like him, toga, and shigaraki. You must be a good victim to be accepted back into said society, and bad victims don't deserve a second chance, sympathy, or to be heard. Doesn't matter how much pain and abuse you have been afflicted. No redemption. Death is the only option.

Onto the last parts, with the todoroki family plot. I hated that dabi, shouto, and the rest of the family became plot devices for endeavor's "redemption."

Shouto and dabi's moments are being overshadowed by endeavors, constant apologizing, and yapping. Over and over.

Hori didn't know what to do with endeavor and it showed.

Poor shouto's arc being ruined.

The unnecessary parts of the final todoroki chapter of endeavor's talking as if touya is still a villain by accepting his invitation to Dabi's dance and natsuo's comment about that was the only time he thought his dad was a badass. It felt so off and OOC of natsuo to say that.

I lost interest during the entirety of the ACT 3 of the manga. I only cared about the villains at the time. I think hori in the end. He just wanted to end the manga. There were a bunch of breaks during Act 3 due to his health and stress, and it affected the story. Hori deserves a long, long vacation as being mangaka is draining. I also hope he recovers as well.

I'm sorry for yapping, but I felt the same that I wish we didn't get these endings for the todoroki family and the villain trio. I would say more on toga and shigaraki's outcome, but I would make this reply WAY too long. Almost a 20-page essay. 😂

Lastly, with the blogs I follow on tumblr and Twitter on the reactions I saw to the last few chapters. It was mainly negative. And yet other bigger blogs in the fandom it was crickets. I agree I think the silence was loud and clear too. I'm like... 😬

I don't go on the BNHA reddit as the posts call the ending bad cause people's ships didn't become canon. Which with shipping vs. story arcs, themes, and narratives. I only care about the story in general when I read. Shipping? Nah.

For real, tho, I just wish the manga ended on how it was originally going to.

My headcanon is that the league is in an island somewhere, just soaking in the sun and having fun. Spinner and shigaraki brought a whole TV and gaming consoles to the beach, toga swimming and teaching twice how to swim, dabi cooking some BBQ while texting shouto asking how's he's doing. Compress is getting a tan and scolding shigaraki and spinner for bringing electronics to the beach. Big sis magne is not with them as she modeling in a big fashion show.

Just a happy little misfits being a family. 💗

Sorry anon! For the long reply! I wanted to share my opinions on the ending as well. Take care!

[tomurasghoul]

● Shigaraki x Reader fluff (G/N reader)

Sorry if there's any typos (not proofread)

Summary: Shigaraki feels overwhelmed, reader comforts him and they fall in love.

Includes: swearing (mild), angst (also mild), fluff, bit ooc

WC: 994

You were sitting at the bar, talking to Kurogiri and having a drink. Dabi and Mr. Compress were both sitting on the couch behind you, drunk and being rather loud. Shigaraki was situated next to you, scratching himself mercilessly.

You tried not to pay attention to him, maybe he was plotting the League of Villains' next scheme, which, as the leader, he often did. Although he usually doesn't get this worked up....

After a few more minutes of this, Shigaraki stormed out. 'Ugh! You people are insufferable!' Dabi and Compress didn't bat an eye at the blue-haired man's sudden outburst, but you were worried about him.

You turned to follow him, but Kurogiri was quick to stop you. 'Tomura Shigaraki likes to be left alone when upset. I am speaking from experience.' You knew Kurogiri was probably right, but you felt terrible seeing Shigaraki like this. You decided to ignore Kurogiri's warning and followed him outside.

When you stepped outside, the cold winter air swallowed you, so you reached behind the door for the nearest coat. It happened to be Compress', so it was huge on you, but no matter.

As you approached the darkness of the alleyway, you could hear Shigaraki quietly scratching and muttering to himself. 'Why can't I get a minute of peace and quiet in this place? Don't those shitheads realize how much stress I'm under?' You were unsure if you should really approach him, but you were curious to know what was going on, so you proceeded towards the alleyway.

'Go away, Compress! I'll fucking kill you if you don't leave me alone right now.'

Oh, yeah... You were wearing Compress' coat, so you must've looked like him in the darkness of the alleyway.

You walked closer to him. 'It's just me, don't worry.' You stood in front of him.

'Y-you go away too.' He stuttered, shivering from the cold.

You sat down beside him.

'I told you to leave. Are you forgetting that I'm your boss? Or that It only takes one touch for me to disintegrate you?' He tried to threaten you.

'Are you okay?' You ignored his threats. 'You seemed really upset just now.'

He turned away from you, not answering your question. You sat there for about 10 minutes, both not saying anything. After a while, you stood up. 'If you're not gonna tell me what's wrong, I might aswell leave.

And yet... you couldn't leave him out there alone.

Shigaraki stood up aswell and hugged you tightly, mindful not to touch you with all five of his fingers.

You heard him sniffle softly.

'It's okay, I'm here.' you assured him while you wrapped your arms around him.

'Please don't tell the others about this.' He pleaded. 'I usually never cry, but-'

'Shh', you shushed him. 'I won't tell anyone. I promise.'

Normally, Shigaraki would've never let someone shush him like that, but since you were being so kind to him, he let it slide. Just this once.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, still crying and shivering from the cold.

You ran your fingers through his hair.

'What do you say we go back inside and I make you a hot-chocolate? I can tell you're cold, and you might get sick if you stay out here.'

'Just wait a few minutes... I'm a mess right now.'

He wiped his tears with his sleeve and sat back down. He patted the floor next to him, signaling for you to sit there.

You obliged.

'You know, I have been wanting to tell you something for a while now, but I'm not sure if I can.'

You caressed his hand softly. 'You can tell me anything.'

He pulled his hand away.

'Don't do that. You could die.' He looked genuinely worried.

'Is the big boss getting soft on me now?' You teased, trying to lift the tension.

He wasn't having it.

'Alright, I'm sorry. I thought it could help lighten the mood.' 'Now what was it you were going to tell me?'

'Just forget I said anything.'

You were really curious to know what it was. You were certainly hoping to hear that one particular sentence, but maybe you were delusional for even thinking about it.

'Come on, spill.' You pried.

'I said forget it.'

'Is there a reason why you're scared to tell me?' You thought maybe you had done something to make him hesitant.

'I'm just afraid of how you'll react.'

'You know what? I have something to confess aswell. How about I go first?' You were really nervous. Was he gonna take it well?

'Whatever.' He said.

'So.. I've actually felt this way for a while now, and I just wanna tell you that- that I'm in love with you.'

Silence.

Shigaraki looked surprised at your confession. He didn't say anything, though. Did you just get rejected?

You sat there for what felt like hours, anticipating his response. that's when his expression changed from surprised to almost angry.

'Is this some sort of joke? Cause if it is, I don't find it funny.'

'I'm being serious. I'm crazy about you...'

Was that too cheesy? That was how you really felt, though.

It was as if he was making you wait for his response on purpose. It was dead silent between you two, the only sounds being bypassing traffic and the cold wind that blew.

Shigaraki scooted closer to you, as if you weren't close enough already.

'I guess... you're not so bad either.'

You chuckled. 'I'll take it.'

The happiness you felt was indescribable. You couldn't believe he felt the same way about you.

'I'm quite cold.' He said. 'Can we hug again... maybe?' He sounded a bit embarassed.

You removed one of your arms from Compress' coat and signaled Shigaraki to put his arm in. He happily did so.

He then put his head on your shoulder.

'This is nice.' He said while he 'discreetly' wiped away a tear.

(REQUESTS ARE OPEN)

[tomurawr44]

would you mind writing headcanons of tomura and my oc? she’s a tall goth so i wonder what you’d think about their relationship 🫰🖤

(i’m okay with both sfw and nsfw :3)

TOMURA/OC HEADCANONS!

A/N: your oc is gorg omg! I remember seeing your posts when i first started getting back into my Tomura obsession and it forced me to lock in and actually cook up a coherent oc with lore 😭 I'm so honored I appeared on your radar🖤 maybe I'll man up and finally make my oc into a drawing to post here.... sorry if the nsfw section is short!

WARNINGS: nsfw under the cut, ooc, just assumptions based on her looks so sorry :( I DONT WANNA BUTCHER OR MISCHARACTERIZE HER SOS.....

I know you said her and tomura but toga loves her and tries to get her to hangout with her whenever Tomura has you around him.

they place their beds together in minecraft.

she has beat him in all the games he plays atleast once and he still sulks about it to this day.

they have been to the mall together and she came with him to the mall scene w/ deku to pick him up and to tell him to knock it off.

she's his collar lol she keeps him in place and to stay rational.

i would like to think she's in the league of villains.

they have painted/written on eachother's controllers, mouses, switches, and even on their clothes.

Tomura thinks her hair is really nice and just likes to carefully run his fingers through it, when i say careful i mean he individually holds locs of hair to put them between his fingers so he can run his hands through it.

Tomura thinks she's emo.

she's kind of assertive over him, but not infront of the league because she knows it'll piss him off.

one time she got so happy drunk with Tomura he had to hold her hair back while she throws up in the toilet. she's done that for him too. holding his fringe up while he vomits is such a couple thing.

twice likes to refer/compare her hair to his mask, he thinks it's cool.

dabi also thinks she's pretty chill, and wonders why she's with Tomura when obviously there's better options. (Not him, he's pretty innocent if u have read the bnha smash manga with the villains!)

he likes it when she ties her hair up.

he texts like a dad, a thumbs up or replies with some outrageously stupid image he found online.

Mr.Compress also thinks she's cool, spinner is somewhat jealous of Tomura though, but he understands why you're with him.

Magne and Toga LOVE her. as in, when the league becomes closer they've had girls sleep overs, twice was invited of course, he's the exception.

Tomura, Dabi and Spinner have eavesdropped in these conversations, mostly Tomura and Spinner while Dabi only does it if he's really bored and all he has to do is kick rocks.

Toga wears her clothes sometimes, actually, all the girls in the LoV have done a fashion show with twice.

Twice is her girls girl.

Tomura gets jealous when he walks into the sleepover room only to see you and toga cuddled up, while magne is unknowingly cuddling against twice.

he has taken a photo of it before though.

he's tried to put on height extenders inside his shoes whenever he's with the league, but after the shoe fell off because it was so loose he's never done it again.

NSFW AHEAD!

Remember when i said he likes her hair? he'll put on his gloves master gave him as a kid during sex just to grab a fistful of it and pull her by it.

he loves her chest, so much, he's constantly grabbing at it no matter what and if she tries to push him off he'll pout.

hickeys, hickeys hickeys hickeys. he loves leaving red to purple marks on her pale skin, he feels so good whenever he does that.

he likes to cum on her chest, or get a titjob while he plays some game on his computer.

they have fucked infront of AFO accidentally befor because Tomura assured her he was on mute and probably wasn't paying attention because he called out to his master several times and he got no reply. AFO just wanted to see what would happen if Tomura thought there wasn't eyes on him all the time.

he's sent her links to goth/emo pornos and says 'can we recreate this' (they always do)

he loves the height difference, he loves to nuzzle up against her chest.

he likes to fuck her with some clothes on because in his opinion it's way hotter. (ref to the 2nd pic and her top)

he likes it when she wears heels and lets him hump against her foot, especially with the height difference? he's cumming in his pants that's for sure.

he eats her pussy like a starved man, she has to pull him by the hair to get him to give her a break.

he likes choking her and seeing the red mark formed from his grip, it turns him on so much.

[scariusaquarius]

keep crying.

Tōya 'Dabi' Todoroki x Fem! Reader x Gojo Satoru

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Synopsis: Gojo was strangely quiet, just lazily swirling his tongue around your clit as he watched the exchange between you and Dabi, and Dabi could feel the man staring at him almost as if he was trying to look straight through him and Dabi couldn't help it: he just wanted to make sure that the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer knew exactly who was in charge right now.

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A/n: A little self-indulgent drabble for the one and only @dilfhos , which turned into a mini fic SKSKSK i guess you can count this as a kinktober fic too cause I'm a pushover sjsbwjwbwjs ALSO IM SORRY IF GOJO IS OOC IM RUSTY WITH HIM DONT LOOK AT MEEEEEEE

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Warning: Dacryphilia, Oral (Male & Female Receiving), facefucking, degradation, deepthroating, fingering, use of sl*t/b*tch, Dabi is a bit mean :(

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Author: ScariusAquarius

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It was like looking into a neverending sky.

Clouds and inner sunlight that drew you in and made you fall into a trance that you weren't sure if you wanted to come out of despite how dangerous you knew those universe-filled voids were. Whether or not Gojo Satoru knew this was irrelevant to you; not when his tongue was doing such sinful things to your throbbing wet cunt.

His pale hands were firm as they kept your legs wrapped around his head, Gojo's lips curled up into a smug little grin as his tongue swirled around your nub slowly and cruelly, and you bucked your hips slightly as you whined and writhed within his arms.

"Ah, 'Toru!"

He chuckled, the sound coming from deep within his belly, and those pretty blue eyes winked up at you as he spoke.

"Aw, don't tell me you're getting impatient already. We just got started! Or am I really just that good?"

He laughed, the slick on his chin glistening from the light from the bedside lamp before Gojo immediately went back to eating your pussy, and your fingers ached to run through his hair and tug on the snow-white strands.

However, Gojo, though playful, could be cruel.

Every time your hands went to touch his hair, it was like a barrier would activate, and you just couldn't quite reach him. Gojo had told you and Dabi about it, about Jujutsu and Curse Techniques, but the only way you could understand it was that his ability was like a quirk.

And it was fucking annoying.

And Gojo knew this.

You huffed in frustration, and Gojo chuckled, and you almost jolted at the sound of Dabi's voice in the doorway of the bedroom; a tone to his voice that sounded like annoyance but was really amused jealousy.

"Aw, got the party started without me, did you?"

Gojo perked up, a grin on his glistening lips as he glanced over his shoulder at Dabi.

"I just couldn't help myself! (Y/n) is just so cute and irresistible. Aren't you?"

You felt strangely on-the-spot, as if all eyes in the universe were on you, and you glanced at Dabi as he stared at you, a lazy smirk on those lips of his, and you whined when Gojo's pale fingers prodded at your swollen, sopping cunt.

Dabi walked over and grabbed a firm hold of your chin, saying as his pretty eyes bore into yours as if he was staring straight through you.

"Now, now, our guest asked you a question. Don't be rude."

Gojo chuckled and you cried out when Dabi squeezed your chin a little harder.

"Yes! Yes, I...I am!"

Dabi grinned.

"What a good girl. I'm a little upset you didn't invite me though....you getting sick of me?"

You whimpered when his lips brushed against yours, and since you couldn't touch Gojo cause the bastard wouldn't let you, your hands clutched at Dabi's shoulders and held onto him like a lifeline, limbs shaking from the frustration and relief that was swirling in your pleasure-ridden mind as you exclaimed.

"No, no, I promise. I could never be sick of you! Please, Dabi...!"

Dabi let you clutch onto him but evaded your kisses, making you whine in frustration before his hand came to your face and forced you back down, a cruel little smile crawling upon his face as he spoke.

"Aw, princess, you're so needy... but if you're telling the truth, why don't you prove it? I have such a hard time believing you when another man is eating your pussy right in front of me. 'Oh, 'Toru,' hah!"

Gojo was strangely quiet, just lazily swirling his tongue around your clit as he watched the exchange between you and Dabi, and Dabi could feel the man staring at him almost as if he was trying to look straight through him and Dabi couldn't help it: he just wanted to make sure that the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer knew exactly who was in charge right now.

"Here's what's gonna happen, sugar. You're gonna open those pretty lips for me, and you're gonna choke on my cock while Snow White over here keeps eating that pretty pussy, okay? If you do a good job, I just might even let him get his dick wet and let you have your fun. Sound fair?"

Your mouth practically salivated, and Gojo couldn't help the chuckle that left his lips. Dabi glanced back at him, raising a brow as he lazily unbuckled his jeans.

"What the fuck are you laughing about? Got something else in mind?"

Gojo just smirked before stating.

"Oh, nothing. Go on ahead, Chucky."

You would have laughed had Dabi still not had his hand gripping your jaw, but you could see the annoyed look on his face. Instead of gracing Gojo with a response, however, Dabi just rolled his eyes and turned to you.

If he couldn't lay his hand upon Gojo Satoru, he would do the next best thing.

"Open wide, princess."

Your lips parted, and Dabi's cock slipped in, your tongue immediately swirling around the head and playing with the piercings that decorated his dick before he slipped more of himself into your mouth, and you whimpered when you felt Gojo slip his warm fingers inside of you.

"Such a whiny brat. You do it to yourself, you know."

Deeper and deeper, Dabi forced his cock between your lips until you suddenly couldn't breathe, and your hips bucked slightly when Gojo curled his fingers in a 'come hither' motion. Gojo chuckled, his heavenly eyes glancing up at you.

"You liked that, huh, honey?"

You moaned around Dabi's cock, and Dabi hummed, grabbing the back of your head ans forcing you to deepthroat his cock, making your eyes widen and water as you clutched at his jeans.

"You're such a fucking nasty slut...moaning and writhing on another man's fucking fingers. I wonder just how loud you'd scream for him like you do for me."

Gojo couldn't help but snicker.

"Someone's jealous~"

Dabi made a face at Gojo.

"Can't be jealous over what's already mine."

Gojo tilted his head, his eyes filled with amusement as an arrogant smile came upon his glistening lips.

"Sooo, a possessiveness that stems from the daddy issues? Problematic, but noted."

The banter was going on dangerous territory, a metaphorical fire lighting in Dabi's eyes that would absolutely turn into real fire if you didn't distract him, so your hand came to fondle his balls as the other reached around to squeeze his ass cheek. Dabi's words were swallowed, and he hummed, staring down at you with a smirk.

"Desperate bitch, don't worry. I'll give you what you want, but you better keep that mouth open."

You nodded, and Dabi pounded into your mouth. Tears began falling down your face as you occasionally gagged and choked, and Dabi laughed down at you as he abused your mouth, stating.

"Such a submissive little thing....taking my cock in your mouth so well. You love it when I fuck this pretty mouth, don't you? That's right, baby girl. My pretty little cockslut."

Gojo was amused as he watched, his fingers reaching deep inside of you and curling and twisting in a way that had your legs shaking around his head, and he suckled on your clit, smirking slightly as you keened around Dabis cock.

You looked pretty when you cried.

Gojo slurped loudly when he put another finger inside of you, chuckling when your thighs tightened around his head. Your walls were throbbing, begging for some cock, and Gojo was eager to give you some.

He just needed to be patient.

So, Gojo flicked his tongue against your clit again, and you whimpered again before gagging as Dabi shoved his cock deep down your throat, and Gojo could feel your walls tighten around his fingers. Was it because of Dabi or because of his fingers repeatedly brushing against that one little spot inside of you just right?

Dabi was clutching your cheeks, his hips desperate as they thrust, and your eyes were rolling slightly as you struggled to breathe. Tears and mascara were running down your cheeks, and though it was pretty, Gojo could tell you were approaching your limit.

Your fingers were clenching the sheets, legs shaking, and you were going a bit limp. Should he say something? Should he try to get Dabi to ease up? Just as Gojo lifted his head to speak, Dabi shoved his cock deep into your throat, balls tight as he came and your body froze as you tried to gulp down his cum.

Dabi laughed at you as he slipped his softening dick from between your lips, and he tilted your head back, humming.

"You look pretty when you get your mouth fucked out like that, doll. Since you were good and took it all, I think I'll let Snow White here have some fun with you. After all, it's only polite to treat our guests, isn't it?"

You sniffled and nodded, and Dabi patted your cheek with a grin before standing back up, tucking his cock back into his boxers and jeans before waving a hand at Gojo dismissively from over his shoulder as he sauntered out of the room.

"Good girl. Do whatever you want, 'Toru, I could care less. She gets annoying when she's cockdrunk."

The door was left open, and Gojo hummed a bit before his attention went down to you as you sniffled a bit and begged, making hands at him as if you wanted to touch him.

"'Toru, want you to fuck me, please. Please, I've been good, I'll keep being good!"

Gojo smirked and moved up your body, watching the way your glassy eyes glistened with relief as your fingers clutched at his shoulders and he cooed.

"Aw, you were a good girl. So good, in fact, that I think I'll give you exactly what you want. You'd like that, wouldn't you, honey?"

You damn-near sobbed, bucking your hips up against Gojo's almost impatiently.

"Yes, please! Please, 'Toru! I'll do anything!"

Gojo paused before grinning widely.

"Anything?"

You nodded, and Gojo leaned down slowly. He whispered into your ear, untucking his cock from his pants and teasing the swollen leaking head against your entrance.

"Keep cryin' for me."

[kaichisaki-rp]

⛓️OOC⛓️

Sorry for creating such a ruckus for everyone, truly.

I really wouldn't have made it public if it weren't an issue. I felt it was necessary to not just voice my frustration with it but to also make it clear for those interacting. It's nothing personal, and if it weren't necessary I would have avoided putting any publicity to it at all.

Blocking, deleting, etc is the best way to go about it. I consider myself to be fairly patient. 3 times is my limit, and 4 things came in, so it was only fair to put it out for the understanding of others so they have a certain awareness to it (though i truly believed that, in the name of common sense and basic etiquette, shouldn't have been necessary).

I'm sorry if this is too direct to many of you, and I hate bringing down the fun energy in the environment, I really do, but I feel it should be addressed before any other accounts experience hate over a problem quite frankly we have no hold over (aka the cannon character written in a fictional story by someone else).

So take this as my official apology to those in the group, I really didn't mean to frustrate you with what was happening to my account, but to those who are interacting or have ill intent, this is my final warning. All you have to do is block or not engage. I really believe no words should have been necessary in this exchange, so it pities me to have to submit this.

Thank you all for reading, and thank you to the other admins. It really wasn't my intention to have you all post about it. I will do my best to not address it from here because it ruins the fun and dampens the mood for everyone else.

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"By All means, lets chat, but have respect."

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@dabis-blueflame @spinner-the-gecko @duality-in-spandex @dusty-handyman @little-sis-toga @giran-rp-bnha @inciting-trumpet @skeptic-inc @mistdad @bl00dymerder @must4rdmha @magnetic-sister @kaichisaki-rp @kurono-stasis @shinnemoto-rp

[transhawks]

I have to agree. I will argue that cwac is well written but it's essentially just different characters with a bnha coat of paint, it was written so many years ago where it could've technically been a direction taken but canon has deviated so far from it no longer resembles anything close to it. The problem begins when some take it as a canon interpretation when it was not leading to infighting and misreading of canon events and character, although this is no fault of the author who I believe is still very talented.

When I first got into the fandom circa 2018, right before Hawks debuted, I was super obsessed with Deku and so CWAC was up my alley. But the moment I started paying attention to the villains, somehow it clearly dawned on me how not only OOC the story was but just how much the author clearly dislikes characters like Shigaraki or Dabi and how much it shows, fairly juvenile-y.

I won't argue that the author isn't talented, but over the years a friend who was also a very Big Writer at the time of CWAC's popularity 2018-ish has told me how discussions about the League went very badly.

The issue still is the fandom. I absolutely blame DFO on CWAC and the other work of the author that the name escapes me. Even now, when I look at DFO dynamics or the weird afo inko obsession they absolutely clearly have elements from the fic, so essentially what CWAC did was establish such a clear fanon that even non-fic readers have taken it as part of the theory.

I mean, again this is more the issue of the fandom in general just clinging on to very old perceptions of characters and plots. I'm going to rant about that below.

I'll use Tomura as an example because what made me dislike CWAC was the handling of him when I started to realize just how rich Horikoshi made Tomura 's character. Some shig-haters never get passed Kamino in what they think of him, and there are the LOV stans who haven't caught up with the idea that actually the MLA arc was *bad* for the League and are still in the viewpoint that the villains are revolutionaries. So there's these spaces where Shigaraki is just seen as a murderous incel versus Shigaraki is Che Guevara incarnate.

And these echo chambers are so removed from each other that very often little nuance penetrates, so you have incredibly established fanon truths that are rarely deviated from and people just stop examining the source material. Then conflict arises when you leave the echo chamber and talk to someone else.

Also worth mentioning is that the fandom echo chambers manage to function as they do by assigning moral values to any "thought crimes" that don't line up with accepted fanon-"canon". Don't think the League are super-radicals who will actually liberate society and create a Marxist utopia? Well you're a capitalist pig who supports cops, bye. You can see it with the very hardcore hero stans who think liking a villain means condoning murder too, "why do you like terrorists?" Or come into my inbox to tell me Jin's murder was justified. Fandom is very good at policing itself into cliques, to the detriment of everyone, I think.

It also, I think, created the situation where people in this fandom genuinely hate the work, keep reading it in bad faith due to those ingrained fanon expectations and preconceptions of what the work should be, and then get more and more resentful as time goes on and their views are not even acknowledged.

Seriously, just look back at the reaction of hero stan Twitter and reddit bros at Himiko's whole fight with Ochako. There was so much hatred of how Himiko was being redeemed.

There are still canon DFO fans. I feel sorry for those who had to look at this chapter and realize that what they've sunk so much time into was not real. Disappointment hurts, man.

Anyway, thanks for listening to me rant. I find it fascinating in an academic sense how so much of fandom was shaped by a fic and I wonder if at some point someone will examine it critically.

[kaitsuusuu41]

Meet the writer!

I am 15, I like write smut usually but I can write something wholesome (if it's angst is requested I'll try, I'm not good at it). If you request something and it's not posted in like.. two days (maybe three) 10/10 I'm either still working on it or I lost the motivation to do it, it will get done at some point. Just bare with me please. All I do is write fanfics and little stories, all of my writing up here will be in the first person which can be the readers pov or your oc. A warning I write how I would want it to go if I was in the reader's shoes, so if it doesn't fit how you want it to go I'm sorry :'(. I can write for more fandoms or characters if you give me a rundown on it(them). If you have an OC you'd like me to add in the fanfic(writing) just tell me about them in the request and I'll get it done. I usually write for male/gn reader but if requested I'll write fem reader, I also write ftm as a ftm person, but when it comes to mtf I can try but there will most likely be mistakes. Sensitive subjects like self harm I will write if requested but it does make me nervous to write.

Anyone can request from me as long as it doesn't overstep boundaries.

Fandoms:

Genshin impact, Demon slayer, Mha, BSD, Seraph of the end, hxh, hazbin hotel, Voltron, Dr. stone, heaven officials blessing, the time I was reincarnated as a slime, spiderverse (I may add some I may delete some)

Characters:

Scaramouche, Venti, Aether, Xiao, Tighnari, Razor, Collei, Freminet.

Tomioka, tanjiro(no nsfw allowed unless aged up), Tamayo, Mitsuri, Obanai, Muichirou (no nsfw allowed unless aged up).

Izuku Midoriya, Bakugou , Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Mina Ashido, Shinso, Shigaraki, Toga, Dabi, Shouta Aizawa. Tamaki Amajiki

Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Atsushi Nakajima.

Mikaela Hyakuya, Yuichiro Hyakuya, Yoichi Saotome.

Gon (no nsfw unless aged up, like wise with killua) , Killua, Kurapika.

AngelDust, Husk, Alastor, Lucifer

Pidge Gunderson, Keith Kogane, Lance McClain

Senku Ishigami, Taiju Oki, kohaku, Gen Asagiri, Ukyo Saionji, Tsukasa Shishio

Xie lian, San lang/hua cheng

Rimuru tempest, milim, veldora tempest

Hobie, Gwen, Miles Morales, 42-Miles

//I'll try to get the characters to act as cannon as I can but I'm really good at making them OOC :')//

Kinks(NSFW) I'll write:

Boob/nipple play, Anal, CNC (Ill try), cum play, bondage, using toys, breeding, roleplay, orgasm control(overstimulation), piss kink(I’ll try), degradation/praise, Daddy/Mommy kink, threesomes/foursomes(I'll try), oral, sex toys, sexting, Somnophilia(ill try), collars and leashes can be included if requested

//you can ask/request for more but I'm not doing rape or in a sense overly aggressive sex, pedophilia, abuse or toxic relationships. Everything here is written with consent. I do not write for the dark stuff like Yanderes. Stalking, drugging, kidnapping, or said yandere forces captivity, kills the reader or the major stuff like limb removal(sorry it just makes me uncomfortable)//

//I'm still new to writing on here so give me some time I have to get used to everything//