#insert dabi dancing here

[waywardsou2]

Kinktober 2024 - Waywards Masterlist

I'm doing @absurdthirst 's kinktober list

Characters used: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" Mactavish, Logan Howlett, Wade Wilson, Morph, Kurt Wagner, Shota Aizawa, Dabi Todoroki, Hawks Takami, Male Reader/OC

Day 1: Handjobs // Temperature Play // Breast Worship

Day 2: Piercing // Double Penetration // Voyeurism

Day 3: Sixty-nine // Public Sex // Pet Play

Day 4: Sensory Deprivation // Leather or Latex // Watersports

Day 5: Rough Sex // Anal Beads // Bondage

Day 6: A/B/O Heats or Ruts // Sadism-Masochism // Anonymous Sex

Day 7: Bruising or Bitemarks // Virgin // Ice Play

Day 8: Flogging // Swallowing // Cock Warming

Day 9: Anal // Praise Kink // Food Play

Day 10: Face Sitting // Lingerie // Overstimulation

Day 11: Gags // Shaving // Knife Play 

Day 12: Sex Toys // Dirty Talk // Breath Play

Day 13: Pregnancy // Aftercare // Roleplay

Day 14: Gangbang // Collaring // Candle - Wax Play

Day 15: Hair Pulling // Glory Hole // Teasing

Day 16: Nipple Play // Cock Worship // Lactation 

Day 17: Squirting // Dom - Sub // Period Sex

Day 18: Cockring or Plugs // Foot Fettish // Massaging

Day 19: Suspension // Fisting // Mirror Sex

Day 20: Infidelity - Cuckolding // Cunnilingus // Threesome

Day 21: Gun Play // Monsterfucking // Shower - Bath Sex

Day 22: Deepthroating // Thigh Riding or Fucking // Choking 

Day 23: Licking // Degradation // Breeding 

Day 24: Glove Kink // Masturbation //  Somnophilia

Day 25: Pussy Slapping // Non Con - Dub Con // Titty Fucking

Day 26: Pegging // Edgeplay // Seduction 

Day 27: Lap Dances // Hate Fucking - Angry Sex // Breast Worship

Day 28: Fucking Machine // Phone Sex // Impact Play

Day 29: Branding // Hunter - Prey // Uniforms

Day 30: Weight Gain // Object Insertion // Sex Pollen 

Day 31: Free For All 

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[viburnt]

PUPPY BOY! AU HEADCANONS PART.2

Part 1

Tagging the babes: @shonen-brainrot @dabislittlemouse @angelshimaa and @shionancientsblog

Remember I'm still working on this AU so feedback is appreciated

Deku + Maltipoo

• Maltipoo is a hybrid breed resulting from the mix of a Maltese and a Poodle. And who was born quirkless but got a Quirk transferred? Deku! Which to some extent makes him a hybrid too. Both are highly intelligent and friendly breeds, which suits Izuku very well!

• Izuku radiates Crusty white dog energy, there's no way to deny it, and this breed is part of that group. He has a sweet, caring and friendly personality, but he is also VERY emotional. Cries a lot, he can't help it. Maltipoos also have very fluffy fur, which matches Izuku's green hair.

• This puppy boy was practically protected and pampered by his mom; Inko always brushed his fur after baths! However, just like any other Maltipoo, Izuku adapts easily to any environment and challenge. He also has quite the intelligence and memory, making him the perfect puppy boy for almost any task. Appropriate, considering Izuku is progressively learning to control all his powers and molding himself to the needs of his missions.

• Did I mention Maltipoo puppies befriend practically anyone? *ehem* Just like Izuku befriended [insert list of pretty much any student at U. A]

• Oh, you want to put a doggie collar around his neck? Go ahead! Even when the skin of his cheeks and ears get all red with embarrassment, he loves it. Push a little further, and you'll even be able to hear him whine for attention.

• Needy, so, so needy. Pet his ears and he'll be melting! Play with his hair and he'll fall asleep on your lap.

“Are we gonna hang out today?” Izuku asked, tail wagging effusively at the promise of an evening by your side. You smiled apologetically, excusing yourself. “Sorry, Izu, today I have some work left to do. Maybe another day?”

The puppy in front of you pouted, begging with a pleading face. “Please, please, please! I- I brought my favorite All Might DVD,” Izuku said, his hands gently tugging your shirt. Sighing, you gave up; how were you supposed to win against someone that could quite literally pull puppy eyes on you? “Maybe we can binge-watch it while I work.”

Izuku's lips stretched in content, yapping a sweet “Thank you!” as he walked by your side. “We can lay on the couch, and I'll make sure to recap everything you missed while you weren't paying attention!”

Todoroki + Siberian husky

• I had some trouble deciding which of these breeds fitted Shoto more. On one hand, he could be a Doberman like Dabi, after all, they come from the same dad (like it or not). Enji would've cut his ears and tail too to make him more imposing, and dominant-looking (trying to mold him to his image), leading to Rei burning his face and, well, Todoroki trauma. On the other hand, Siberian huskies already have plenty of traits in common with Shoto.

• Siberian huskies have a stern and serious aura around them, specially at first glance. Their deep gaze and icy blue/light gray eyes manage to allure anyone, not to mention is one of the breeds that has more common cases of heterochromia. We all know how Shoto debuted as a “I'm not here to make friends” character but, in the end– just like this breed –Shoto proves to be friendly and silly with the right people.

• He has very soft big furry ears, and a fluffy tail curled upwards; the fur is white and brown/reddish and matches his hair almost too perfectly. Shoto also has massive canines that he tends to bare when he is truly pissed off or stressed.

• Like many huskies, he is smart and has a lot of stamina. You need to keep this particular puppy mentally/physically stimulated by either showing him new tricks (e.g. Simple science experiments or DIY tutorials) or burning that energy (e.g. Teach him how to play Just dance!)

• Sheds, a lot. Help him brush his fur because otherwise you'll be dealing with random dog hairs in your room. Oh, he also has trouble communicating in general! Which is funny considering how Huskies don't bark like normal dogs, they kind of howl and cry.

• Shoto is a very odd puppy, but a great listener if you ever need to talk.

“And you're supposed to put your left hand on a red circle. Like this!” You said, bending and twisting into a rather uncomfortable position over the Twister mat. Shoto had been aching to play with you for a while, begging - in his odd way (which was standing in front of your bed until you noticed him) — to learn. “I see, so the cardboard thing dictates which limb you move and where you put it.” He said, kneeling to your level as you plopped on the mat.

“Yes, exactly! The last one standing is the winner,” Shoto heard you add, nodding at tour words with seriousness. “Just make sure to keep your tail tucked, we don't want another sneezing accident…"

Shoto unconsciously whined, dropping his ears like a scolded puppy. “Sorry, I didn't mean to make everyone fall with my fur.” The first time he had tried to play, his tail and ears tickled everyone's nose, making the complex knot everyone was tangled in collapse. “It's OK, Sho, it happens.” You smiled sympathetically.

Shigaraki + Rottweiler

• It was suggested that Shiggy could be a Corgi by the lovely @shionancientsblog , and while it would be a cute idea (specially when he had one as a kid), I think Shigaraki's evolution as a person makes him fall under the category of a “problematic breed”. Rotties are great family dogs in the right environment, they are friendly, caring, and playful; sadly, we all know this puppy boy didn't have a good family. Shiggy was neglected and abused as a baby, and he eventually bit the hand that was supposed to take care of him! So, like many dogs when they bite, he was cast away and tagged as a danger. A kind puppy turned into a crazed dog by the hand of the wrong handlers.

• He has short floppy ears with black fur, matching his original hair color. The tail is black as well, but it was cut by his father to “avoid accidents”. Shiggy's fur, however, changed in color the same way his hair did.

• Wears a spiked collar, a gift granted by A.F.O to avoid using his quirk on the skin of his neck. He doesn't like it, but knows it's for the best.

• Rottweilers are also known for acting on impulse and being childish (borderline being messy or confused as aggressive) when they have no guidance. Shiggy had the same behavior when he first started his villain life, but with the right training, he learned to focus his energy on a specific target. Trained to bite on command.

• When he gets involved with you, however, you slowly but surely start filling that emotional void he had. It took a lot of trial and error, specially when he growled at you with those large canines of his, but patience turned out to be enough to ease him.

• Much like Dabi, Shiggy grants you scary dog privileges, but he is less controlled about it and will target anyone who may be “trying to take away his owner”. He won't call you owner, by the way, but in his heart you are part of the very reduced group he likes and follows.

“I don't like the way he is looking at you!” Shigaraki growled, unconsciously trying to hide you from Dabi's gaze. The latter had been sending you cocky smirks here and there, pissing Shiggy off. “Calm down, he isn't doing anything,” you assured him, allowing your hand to pat his head. The frown on Tomura's face softened, but he still didn't like the idea of another person laying eyes on you. “What, you like him better?”

You knew that the child inside him was speaking, so you indulged. “No, Shiggy is my favorite.” Tomura heard you say, feeling the warmth of your lips on his cheek. “W-what was that?!" He yelped, “Are you trying to embarrass me?” You shook your head. “Just making sure you know how much I like you”.

[scarim]

Here ya go! An art piece as promised! There’s 3 because I couldn’t decide between backgrounds I took from Ibis Paint X- It took me a whole week to finish it (and maybe more than that) because of schoolwork, but this is a JSHK/TBHK AU with, yes, Izuku :DDDD

his story is different from canon, still following some of Sagi-kun’s story with an earlier twist- but, anyway, I had so much fun working on this! The hair especially was a struggle, but hey, it turned out pretty well! I got inspiration after looking at numerous fan work done by others (a.k.a. manga colouring that was mainly bnha) and I thought the way some of them shaded were really cool. I also found this useful video on YT about shading a long while ago, so if you want to see it, go watch it here!

And that’s all I have to say for this post. So if you’re reading this, I hope you have a wonderful day/night! ^^

Nion (first character from the left side) by @blooblueee

Aya (third character on Izuku’s right side) by @amyahchesca

[Sagi-kun] Izuku by me!

[nanaosaki3940]

Come Dance With Your Son, Here In Hell!!

The Crimson Butterfly [My Hero Academia & Tokyo Ghoul]

We all are familiar with the two most well-known anime/manga series called "Tokyo Ghoul" and "Boku No Hero Academia". What if there is a quirk that existed in the world of BNHA called the Ghoul Quirk? || My Hero Academia ft. Tokyo Ghoul || (Follows the canon storyline of MHA & is up-to-date with the manga.) 

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst. 

Warning: Age-gap romance (no smut), blood, gore, strong language, unrequited love.

Pairing: Dabi/Touya Todoroki X OC X Shoto Todoroki

Note: Shoto and my OC are of the same age (16 yrs old) and Dabi/Touya is 8 yrs older than them (24 yrs old) - Just like how it is in the manga.

I know this is an xOC fic, but you can read it as a self-insert if you like.

(The Paranormal Liberation War Arc)

Nana’s POV (Three months later, at the end of March, the day of the Paranormal Liberation War)

Three months had passed since the boys and I started our internship at Endeavor’s Agency. The four of us had worked our asses off ever since day one. During weekdays, we all would go back to school and give practical reports on our internships and share what we gained from our experiences with my old man Aizawa and All Might. So far, everyone in our class had improved their techniques and skills and become even stronger than they were before. 

Working under Endeavor for the last three months really did help me a lot. He advised me to focus more on my Ghoul quirk as my Gravity Manipulation quirk was already quite strong and powerful in his opinion. Endeavor quoted that as my Ghoul quirk was one of the rarest quirks out there in this quirk-based society, I was blessed with incredible lightning-fast speed, unparalleled monstrous physical strength, and remarkable regenerative or healing ability. And for that reason, during the whole internship, I focused on improving my Ghoulish speed and strength alongside my other abilities.

Endeavor said to me that the lightning-bolt projectile firing ability of my Ukaku Kagune was quite powerful and was really useful for long-range offensive attacks, so he kept pushing me to use this ability of mine more and more, saying that I had to generate more powerful electricity and lightning-bolt projectiles from my Ukaku Kagune. He even advised me to try and fire crystallized bullets and lightning-bolt projectiles, both at the same time for it might give me a great advantage during battles. Besides that, I also worked hard and improved the skills and techniques of using my Rinkaku Kagune, excelling in its brute strength and striking power.

Besides the internship training, Endeavor arranged special training sessions for me where he hired experts in martial arts, especially Taijutsu and Jujutsu, and swordsmanship. He already knew that ever since I was a little child, I had been taking hardcore training on martial arts and swordsmanship from my old man Aizawa and Yomo sensei, and also knew that I used my scythe as my weapon during fights. So because of that, he made all those arrangements for me in order to improve my hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship skills and techniques.

Endeavor even made special arrangements for my lunch and dinner. As he was already aware of the fact that to keep my Ghoul quirk all-time active and strong, I needed to feed myself on human flesh alongside normal human foods, Endeavor always made sure that I was getting my proper meals during every lunch and dinner. I never knew Endeavor could be that kind and generous, so even though a part of me hated him because of Touya, I still had to give him the respect he deserved for going all out like this for me.

I was also told to strengthen the powers and abilities of my Kakugan even more, so I had to frequently use my Kakugan eyes during every single training session. During the internship, Endeavor advised me to always keep my Kakugan activated and use them to read people’s every single move because, in combats, my Kakugan allowed me to see fast-moving objects and offered me the predictive capability of anticipating an opponent's next move based on the slightest muscle tension in their body and acting accordingly to dodge or to intercept. Endeavor said that this ability was really helpful as it gave me the opportunity to always stay a step ahead of my opponents.

Also, my space-time teleportation or swapping ability got even more upgraded which now allowed me to move, dodge and attack faster than ever. Under Endeavor’s instructions, I always used this ability on Bakugo, Midoriya, and Shoto in our internship training to deliver surprise attacks and strikes on the villains by swapping each other’s places. And now thankfully, the boys and I would always move in sync and swap places with each other whenever we had to make a surprise attack on an opponent. 

Today, it was the end of our spring break, which meant the day had finally come; to fight and stop the upcoming threat of the Paranormal Liberation Front. Right now, students from every Hero school in Japan had arrived and gathered around the center of the Jaku City in Kyoto for the upcoming battle.

We all met up with Burnin who told us that we the students were ordered to evacuate the residents from the rear of the city while the pro heroes split up into two groups and took their positions at two different places; one was at the foot of a mountain while the other was at the Jaku General Hospital. 

The Jaku General Hospital and the mountain were eighty kilometers away from each other and that hospital was the place where Shigaraki was apparently hiding the entire time for months now while the rest of the Paranormal Liberation Front was taking their shelter on top of that mountain in the Gunga Mountain Villa. 

Determined to deliver the first blow before the villains put their plans in motion, the Hero Public Safety Commission organized this large assault force made up of us the students, the pro heroes, and the police to take down the Paranormal Liberation Front.

The assault force was divided into three teams; the Hospital Raid Team, the Villa Raid Team, and the Evacuation Team.  

The Hospital Raid Team which was led by Endeavor was in charge of storming the Jaku General Hospital as it was the place where the Nomu were produced and where Shigaraki was also located. The Hospital Raid Team was divided into two groups where one group was tasked with evacuating visitors, staff, and inmates while the other group consisting of Endeavor, Aizawa, Present Mic, Mirko, Ryukyu, Gran Torino, and Detective Tsukauchi was tasked to infiltrate secret hospital labs to dismantle Nomu's production, arrest Shigaraki and a doctor named Kyudai Garaki.

Next was the Villa Raid Team and they had the mission of storming the Gunga Mountain Villa, the headquarters of the Paranormal Liberation Front and arresting all of its members. Here in the Villa Raid Team, the UA students were divided into two different groups.

The first main group was on the front line of the battlefield with the other pro heroes (Keigo, Midnight, Kamui Woods, Mt. Lady, Fat Gum, Edgeshot, Cementoss, Gran Orca, and many others) which consisted of Jiro, Kaminari, Tokoyami, Tamaki senpai, Komori from Class 1-B and Honenuki from 1-B.

The second group was the Villa Backup Team, a group made up exclusively of trainees whose job was to catch any villain who slipped past the front line. This group was placed in the forest, just a few meters away from the foot of the mountain which consisted of Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Sato, Shoji, Hagakure, Ojiro, Mineta, Aoyama, and a few others from Class 1-B alongside many students from other hero schools.

Finally, there was the Evacuation Team which was led by Burnin, and the function of this team was to evacuate the inhabitants of Jaku City, near the hospital and move them to safety, and this team consisted of me, Bakugo, Shoto, Midoriya, Uraraka, Tsu, Iida, Koda, Nejire senpai and many others from other hero schools.

Also, although they were not part of any of the three groups, there were also some heroes deployed in different cities to capture the traitorous heroes that had allied with the Paranormal Liberation Front.

Two hours passed since we started the evacuation.

“If anyone in this neighborhood can’t get up and out on their own, please let us know!!” Burnin announced. “There’s a chance that this entire city will soon be a counter-villain battle zone!!”

“Shuttles will take you from here! Get out of this city!” Bakugo shouted.

“Thank you, young man.” A kind elder lady smiled at Bakugo. “Here have a chocolate bun.”

“It will just make my mouth dry! Forget that crap and get going!” Bakugo responded.

“Might as well accept her generosity.” Uraraka muttered, sweat-dropping.

“You just want a freaking bun for yourself!” Bakugo yelled at Uraraka.  

“He even treats old folks that way.” Tsu commented.

“There is a manuscript on paper that I haven’t submitted yet… So, don’t destroy my workplace, okay?!” a man pleaded worriedly.

“We will preserve and protect your precious manuscripts, sir!” Iida responded, helping the man to move.

“The fifth ward is completely evacuated!” Koda announced through the comms.

“Our group is finished too!” Nejire Senpai announced from afar.

“We are going to check every single building to ensure that nobody has been left behind in senior homes and apartments!” Iida stated.

“Please, calm down! No running please!” Burnin called out to the civilians. “We are going to have you folks ride these vehicles to a shelter outside the city!”

Suddenly, while I was helping with the evacuation, I sensed something unpleasant from afar with the help of my Ghoul quirk which made me quite worried. I noticed Midoriya looked worried as well. I quickly walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Izuku?” I muttered.

“You sensed it too, haven’t you, Nana-chan?” Midoriya mumbled.

I simply nodded my head in response.

“Nana, Midoriya, what is it?” Shoto asked, eyeing us worriedly.

“Slacking off, huh?! What's your excuse this time?!” Bakugo asked.

“Guys… The hospital…” I said.

“Huh?” Bakugo raised an eyebrow.

“Guys!!” I called, making my other friends look at me. “A huge shockwave of Shigaraki’s decay will head over toward this direction any second now! Quick, everyone, move away from here!!”

With that, I quickly ran over to the direction where Shigaraki’s wave would come from while my friends started to move the remaining civilians away as fast as possible. Just a few seconds later, the ground under us started to shake violently and I looked up to see that Shigaraki’s huge strong decay wave was flowing down from the peak of the mountain while destroying the mountain and the path it was flowing down in the process.

“Get these people moving!!” Bakugo yelled.

I quickly used my repulsive force and pushed back the huge decay wave.

“Endeavor?! Hey Endeavor?!” Burnin yelled in comms.

“Everyone run!!”

“The wave is extremely strong!!” I yelled through my gritted teeth, using all my force to hold back the wave. “Everything is going to crumble to dust!! I won’t be able to hold it back any longer!! Hurry up, everyone!!”

When I noticed that all the civilians were moved away from there and my fellow hero friends and I were the only ones left, I called out again.

“I’m releasing my repulsive force!” I shouted.

And as soon as I released my force, I quickly altered my and my friends’ gravities and we all flew up in the air. I looked down and saw that Shigaraki’s decay wave started to crumble down buildings, roads, and everything it touched. I along with my friends quickly flew away and landed at a spot where Shigaraki’s decay wave won’t reach us.

“Is everyone okay?!” I asked.

“Yeah!” they all responded.

“We need to evacuate the other side of the city as well!” Iida noted.

“What’s up at the hospital?! Somebody, please respond!!” Burnin shouted. “Endeavor!! Ryukyu!! Anyone!!”

“What’s going on at that hospital?!” Uraraka asked.

“The hospital is completely destroyed.” I responded. “There’s nothing left at the place.”

Then all of a sudden, Burnin was able to contact Endeavor.

“Endeavor?! Hello?!” she called. “Huh?! One for what?! Whatever, I am on my way to assist you!!”

Midoriya, Bakugo, and I went rigid on our spots and looked over at each other, giving each other a knowing look.

“He’s heading for the shelter!!” Endeavor announced this to us through the comms. “We’re expanding the battlefield!! Order them to evacuate another side of the city!!”

“Hurry!! He will be here any moment!! Whatever he lands next is done for!!” Iida yelled.

“Are you kidding?! That punk is… how?!”

“Cry about it later!! For now, we have to evacuate!!”

“You need to get away from here, Izuku.” I whispered to the green-haired boy.

“But, the town’s people’s safety is a priority!” Midoriya whispered back.

“Listen up!!” Bakugo called, making Midoriya look at him. “These people are going to look out for you… because being a hero means protecting everyone!!”

“Kacchan…” Midoriya trailed off.

“That’s been the only option since the beginning after all… Just knowing he is coming here right after one for all was mentioned, it's difficult to be certain that's the reason  why…  but the one thing's for sure, you need to move!!” Bakugo stated.

Midoriya went silent for a moment before nodding his head at us. Bakugo and I nodded back at him and the three of us blast up in the air and started to head southwest.

“Hey!! Where are you going?!” Shoto shouted at us.

“Ah! There's something I forgot!! I’ll be back in a flash!!” Midoriya responded before he tried to contact Endeavor through his comms. “This is Deku!! Please excuse my use of the private channel!! There's a possibility that Shigaraki is after me! Though I don’t know if I can lead him to a place with no people around!!”

“I'll destroy him!!” Bakugo grumbled under his breath.

“Please hear me out for a moment!!” Midoriya added.  

“What are you saying?!” Endeavor asked.

“I’ll explain later!! I’m too far away to spot Shigaraki now cause of all the dust and smoke!! Please let me know if he suddenly changes courses!!”

“Like I have got time for that!!” Endeavor responded before he went silent for a moment. “Dammit!! He altered course!! He’s heading southwest now!!”

“Thought so!” Midoriya responded. “Thank you! I can buy the evacuation effort sometime! I will try to lure him away!!”

Midoriya disconnected the line and looked at us.

“Hear that?! He's coming our way!!” he stated.

“Of course, I heard!!” Bakugo responded. “Were you listening?! That total scumbag has turned into some kind of monster!! All the more reason to play keep away!!”

“Why are you two following me?!” Midoriya asked.

“Want me to kill you instead?!” Bakugo snarled.  

“No!!”

“Use your freaking head! We are short on time and are the only people who know your deal without needing some long-winded explanation! Me and Nana, duh!!” Bakugo yelled.

“Katsuki’s right!” I added. “Shigaraki has grown really powerful now! I felt that power when I held back his decay wave! You can’t face him on your own, Izuku!”

“In that case, thank you!!” Midoriya responded.

“Don’t get a big head about it!!” Bakugo growled. “Follow you? You think you are the main character now or something? I have got unfinished business with that piece of crap. Since I’m the guy who put an end to All Might. One For All is just the bait… ‘cause I am the one who will get payback for that day!! It's the perfect chance to rack up a win!! Get it?! Good! Just keep it together and don't trip me up!!”

“Got it!”

As we flew up through the air, I suddenly felt two different presences coming in our direction at high speed. My eyes widened in fraction. I immediately recognized who they were; one was Gran Torino and another one was Shigaraki.

“Guys!!” I yelled in bewilderment. “Shigaraki is here!! Move away!!”

“Hand over One For All, Izuku Midoriya!!” Shigaraki yelled as he flew directly at us.

Wasting no time, I quickly used my repulsive force and pushed Shigaraki far away from us. And right on cue, Gran Torino appeared at the spot and grabbed the boys before he and I quickly flew away from there in a flash.

“When I heard One For All over the comms, I had a real bad feeling.” Gran Torino stated. “Were you kids looking to scrap with that thing?! Shigaraki's decay obliterates anything he touches and then some! Even getting hit with a piece of stray rubble will kill you! As you are now, you don't stand a chance!!”

“But!!” Midoriya cried.

“Listen, us, heroes aren’t out of the picture yet!” Gran Torino added. “Hang on a second! That thing will be brought down by everyone who is left!!”

A few seconds later, the four of us landed somewhere safe.

“Should be good here.” Gran Torino said, putting down the boys.

“But old man Aizawa is down there!” I stated worriedly. “I just saw him now!”

“Yeah, he’s sealing off Shigaraki’s quirks.” Gran Torino responded.

“We’re still pretty damn close, Gramps!!” Bakugo noted.

“This is as far as we go, Bakugo.” Gran Torino explained. “That thing is capable of moving quicker than any of us expected. There are only so many heroes who can give chase and since our comms are jammed, luring him too far away would actually give Shigaraki free rein. He already got that thing away from the people and into Eraser’s line of sight! Now I’m heading back to help keep Eraser mobile.”

“Are you saying we should just hide?!” Midoriya asked.

“At least let me go with you!” I pleaded.

“Word is All For Once quirk was transferred to Shigaraki.” Gran Torino muttered.  

“What?!” Midoriya and I gasped.

“Yes. If he manages to steal One For All from you, well… what's worse than the worst-case scenario?”

Suddenly a huge explosion went off and we turned to look around. We noticed that as all the heroes started to charge for Shigaraki, several Nomus emerged from the wreckage of the hospital, leaving everyone confused as to how they survived.

“The Nomus are still alive?!” I gasped.

Then I noticed that Shigaraki was about to charge at Aizawa.

“Dang, it! He’s heading right for Eraser!! You three keep hidden!!” Gran Torino yelled, before dashing away.

Even though Gran Torino told us just now to stay hidden, his words didn’t reach up to my brain. Without thinking twice, I flew up and charged straight at Shigaraki.

“Nana!!” Bakugo and Midoriya called out, following me from behind.

“There’s no way I can let my old man die!” I shouted.

“Got your eyes on me, huh?” Shigaraki yelled, charging at Aizawa. “Well then, who is watching you? You are in the way Eraser Head!!”

“No, you are in the way!!” Aizawa yelled back.

Before Shigaraki could even touch Aizawa, I came in and punched Shigaraki square in the face, making him fly far away from us.

“Get the fuck away from my father, you scumbag!!” I snarled.

“It's our turn to save him!!” Bakugo yelled.

“As long as Shigaraki’s quirks are erased, we can join the fight too!! The worst case is… we, losing our teacher and Nana, losing her father!! The teacher who has watched over us all the time!!” Midoriya shouted.

“The man who took me in and raised me as his own child!!” I added. “We can’t lose him!! I can’t lose him!!”

“Nana… Midoriya…Bakugo…” Aizawa trailed off, looking completely puzzled.

“Let’s do this rationally!!” Bakugo smirked before he attacked Shigaraki with his epic move. “A.P. Machine Gun!!!”

A huge explosion went off, but nothing much happened to Shigaraki.

“Cute fireworks show there!” Shigaraki mocked Bakugo as he was about to attack the blonde. “But sorry. You are not on my radar anymore.”

But right on time, Endeavor came in and blast Shigaraki away from Bakugo.

“Endeavor!” Midoriya gasped.

“Where is Shoto?!” Endeavor asked.

“It’s just the three of us here!” I responded.

“That body is beyond human at this point!” Gran Torino noted.  

“And keep that scum away from us!” Manual stated who was supporting Aizawa to stand up.

“As powerful and sturdy as All Might.” Endeavor commented.

“As All Might?!” Midoriya gasped.

“But as long as I don’t blink, that power is all he has got. And I will hold on for a good long time.” Aizawa stated.

“For whatever reason, you three are here now…” Endeavor looked at me, Midoriya, and Bakugo. “Let's save the ‘why’ for later! We are giving Eraser the support he needs! Bakugo, you cover Deku! And Nana, follow me!” 

With that, both Endeavor and I started to charge at Shigaraki. I quickly unleashed my Ukaku Kagune and was ready to attack. Shigaraki also started to charge back at us and grab Midoriya.

“Acquire One For All…! One For All!” Shigaraki mumbled to himself with a crazy grin on his face. “You will be mine, little brother…!!”

Endeavor unleashed his Hell Spider flames while I fired powerful lightning-bolt projectiles from my Ukaku Kagune altogether at Shigaraki, making him fly back and crash hard on the ground again. When he got up and was about to charge at Midoriya again, Gran Torino came in and kicked him in his face.

“Hitting back can be the best way to avoid dying! After all, I did train a crazy super guy!” Gran Torino noted. “Now quit trampling all over Shimura’s memory! You even existing hurt Toshinori so much… It had made everyone suffer!!”

“Not on your radar, huh?! You total piece of crap!! He was just a bait!!” Bakugo smirked before unleashing a huge explosion from his gauntlets.

“It’s over!! Tomura Shigaraki!!” Endeavor yelled as he charged forward and used a new super move called Vanishing Fist and struck Shigaraki square in the chest.

After taking so many powerful strikes one after another from Bakugo, Endeavor, and Gran Torino, Shigaraki was now having a bit problem standing back on his own two feet.

“You heroes hurt your own families just to help complete strangers.” Shigaraki stated. “Dad told me that… You want ideals? I have it! No, I had it!”

“What did you say?” Gran Torino asked.

“Heroes have been pretending to protect society…” Shigaraki stated. “How many times in the past throughout multiple generations have they turned a blind eye to things they could not protect? Or silently swept the filth of society under the rug? It’s been building up so frivolously… the resulting rot emanates from within and decay ensues…It’s the small accumulation of this rot… the trash coddled by being protected all the time… the role players who only serve the spoil… a meek society... The destruction that will ensue is merely the result of all the reckless grandstanding you have accumulated… that’s how the muck gets cast out…That’s how they break can retaliate… that's how it loops back again and again and again… simple, right? You don't need to understand! In fact, you are incapable of understanding! That's the dichotomy of heroes and villains!!”

“Thanks for your monologue! But you are already dead!! Give…” Endeavor yelled before shooting a blast of fire in Shigaraki's direction, but Shigaraki dodged the attack by jumping into the air. “How is he able to move?!”

Gran Torino tackled Shigaraki to the ground but Shigaraki turned to face Gran Torino as he tried to jump away and grabbed Gran Torino's left leg and crushed it before slamming him into the ground.

“Gran Torino!!!”

"I can't forgive the likes of you!! I don’t forgive any of you!!” Shigaraki screamed.

Midoriya charged at Shigaraki and tried to strike him with Blackwhip, but Shigaraki rushed past him and Bakugo as he aimed for Aizawa. Ryukyu and I quickly stepped in as I used my Rinkaku Kagune while Ryukyu used her dragon-clawed paws and we grabbed Shigaraki together before tackling him on the ground. Midoriya then quickly joined in and also grabbed Shigaraki with his Blackwhip. Even though Shigaraki was now stronger and faster than us, we had to make sure that he couldn't escape from our restraints. Midoriya even struck and karate-chopped Shigaraki with his 100% Wyoming Smash, but nothing happened to the said villain leader. 

“Maintain that exact position, Nana, Deku!!” Endeavor yelled as he and Bakugo charged forward.

“Hurry up!!” I yelled, using all my power to grab Shigaraki and pin him down, who was struggling under our restraints.

But then I suddenly noticed something in Shigaraki’s hands as he pointed that thing in Aizawa's direction.

“Wait, that's...!” I gasped, realizing that they were Overhauls’ quirk-destroying bullets, and I quickly looked over at Aizawa. "Shigaraki has Overhaul's quirk-erasing bullets! Old geezer, get out of the way!!" 

Immediately, Shigaraki then pierced his hand through Ryukyu’s claws, making her scream out in pain. Midoriya and I punched Shigaraki, trying to hold him onto the ground. Bakugo came just in time and destroyed almost all the bullets with his AP shot explosion. However, Shigaraki still had one left and before we could do anything, he quickly shot the bullet from the palm of his hand and the bullet hit Aizawa’s crippled right leg. But before the drug could even spread throughout his entire body, Aizawa quickly pulled out his knife and cut his right leg off.

“Old geezer!!” I yelled in worry.

And right on cue, Shigaraki pushed me away and bit down on Midoriya’s arm, before he suddenly unleashed a shockwave to break free of Ryukyu and Midoriya’s grip and flew straight for Aizawa, getting rid of Ryukyu and Midoriya and also dodging Endeavor's blow. Shigaraki was about to grab Aizawa’s face, but before he could do that, I dashed forward and kicked him away.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay away from my father, you bastard?!” I shouted.

“Nana!”

I looked around and saw Shoto running towards the battlefield.

“Shoto, right on time.” I noted.

“After you protect him, then what?” Shigaraki chuckled. “Even if you so desperately try to delay it, the only thing that awaits you is destruction!!”

“Shoto!!” Endeavor called out.

“I’m late because I was helping Ryukyu's team!! Cool off, I will help you out in the meantime!” Shoto stated before dashing towards Shigaraki.

“That fucking bastard!!” Bakugo growled at Shigaraki. “Deku, you must get out of here!!”

“I will never!!” Midoriya responded.

Shigaraki then announced that it was time for everyone to die, but just at that moment, his body ripped and spouted out blood.

“What the hell?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Huh? But just now oh I see… surpassing my limits must have put a strain on my body…” Shigaraki mumbled to himself.

His body…

Gran Torino warned us that Shigaraki has been transplanted with All For One's quirk…

His body can't keep up with that overwhelming power!!

But nevertheless, Shigaraki's regeneration finally kicked in again.

“One touch to finally end this!!” he announced, attempting to use his decay quirk on the ground again to finish everyone off.

I quickly altered everyone’s gravity and made them fly up in the air while I dashed forward and punched Shigaraki right in the face.

“You’re right!!” I shouted. “We're ending this, Shigaraki. Right here, right now!!”

If Shigaraki touches the ground, there will be another huge wave of destruction…

He has to be dealt with in the air…

I quickly altered his gravity and made him fly up in the air before dropping others back on the ground again. I also flew up in the air and dashed forward to attack Shigaraki.

“I’m going to help Nana-chan!” Midoriya announced. “Please take care of Gran Torino, Aizawa, and the others!!”

“Shoto, deal with the injured!” Endeavor ordered.

“Hold on, Deku!!” Bakugo yelled out. “You are the one who should be furthest from that guy! ‘Erasure’ is already gone!!”

“Then who else is going to keep Shigaraki up in the air?!” Midoriya yelled.

“Me you idiot! Get away from here, Izuku!” I scolded.

“Let’s fight together, Nana-chan!” Midoriya stated.

“Fine! But you better not die on me!” I responded.

And with that, both Midoriya and I charged forward to attack Shigaraki.

“If you both like the sky so much, then I will cut off your hands and send you straight to heaven!!” Shigaraki smirked, charging at us as well. “And I will make sure those old geezers down there keep you both company!!”

“Leave them alone!” Midoriya growled.

“Don’t you dare hurt anyone else!!” I snarled.

“Endeavor, you better not miss this time!!” Bakugo yelled, before grabbing Endeavor’s wrist as he was getting ready to blast off into the air to charge at Shigaraki.

Midoriya unleashed his Blackwhip and grabbed Shigaraki, while I kept on striking Shigaraki with all my Ghoul quirk strength while firing crystallized bullets and lightning-bolt projectiles at him, all at the same time. Shigaraki then broke free from Midoriya’s Blackwhip and was about to attack him, but I again quickly came in and punched Shigaraki away. Midoriya again grabbed Shigaraki with his Blackwhip and continued to drag him through the air as he started his assault on Shigaraki, striking him with Detroit Smash, Wyoming Smash, St. Louis Smash, and finally Texas Smash. I kept my distance from Shigaraki and Midoriya while still keeping both of them high up in the air with my Gravity Manipulation quirk as we couldn’t let Shigaraki touch the ground under any circumstances.

“That’s incredible!!” Manual gasped.

“No, he’s going to get destroyed at this rate!” Bakugo responded. “He is using his legs and Air Force to avoid the recoil while already controlling several quirks. Deku is pulling every move he is learned until now just to keep Shigaraki in the air. Since he could not completely take him out with the first attack it has turned into a war of attrition, just wearing each other down… in that kind of situation, there is no way he can hold out against a guy with regeneration! Within minutes he will get his ass kicked and his power stolen! Todoroki, you finished yet?!”

“Yes but…” Shoto muttered.

“Shut up and grab on!” Bakugo shouted, extending his other hand. “Endeavor, hold off on the fire! I will make sure you get up there! Todoroki, keep Endeavor cooled off as long as possible!!”

“I will use my greatest firepower to bring him down! Leave it to me!” Endeavor responded.

“Take care of our teacher!!” Shoto said to Manual.

And with that Bakugo grabbed both Endeavor and Shoto and blasted off in the air, charging at Shigaraki.

“I’ll aim when the Blackwhip is completely extended away from Deku!!” Endeavor ordered Bakugo and Shoto. “When I hit up there, you two return to the ground or you will get caught up in it!!”

“Midoriya, hold on!” Shoto called out.

And as soon as they reached up to Shigaraki and Midoriya, Endeavor called out.

“Now! Get down!!” Endeavor yelled before he let go of the boys and attacked Shigaraki by wrapping his arms around the villain's body and incinerating him. “Prominence Burn!!!”

Shigaraki screamed out in pain and agony, but later in an instant, he stabbed Endeavor in the chest and stomach with big sharp wires emitting from his back.

“Endeavor!!”

“How come you don’t die?!” Endeavor groaned in pain.

Shigaraki then quickly fired the wires at Midoriya while calling him ‘little brother’. Bakugo dashed forward and pushed Midoriya out of the way to receive the attack for him, but I quickly used my Kakugan and swapped places with Bakugo and thus the wires went right through my stomach and chest regions. Throbbing pain quickly spread across my body as I coughed out blood with my vision started to get blurry.

“NANA!!!” everyone screamed out in horror. 

At that moment, there were no thoughts in my head... 

But when I noticed Midoriya and Bakugo were about to get stabbed by Shigaraki, 

My body just moved on its own... 

“You can’t kill me that easily, Shigaraki! I’m a Ghoul quirk user after all!” I smirked before I grabbed the wires, pulled them out of my body, and broke them into pieces.

I landed on the ground and Bakugo and Shoto quickly caught me.

“Nana!!” Shoto called.

“Are you okay?!” Bakugo asked.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine.” I smiled meekly. “Look, my wounds are already regenerating.”

“It’s my… this fight today…” Shigaraki trailed off. “…Has shed a lot of useless blood… but that just now has to be the most useless of all… Even though her Ghoul quirk is rare and unique… But still useless…”

And this snapped Midoriya. Without even thinking twice, filled with rage, he charged at Shigaraki again.

“Take that back!!!” Midoriya screamed while striking Shigaraki with everything. “You hurt Nana-chan!!! Take that back whatever you’ve just said, you bastard!!!”

But soon after, Shiagaraki grabbed Midoriya’s face as he grinned at him like a maniac.

“Midoriya!!!” we gasped.

“I finally touched you… now be mine One For All!!” Shigaraki yelled.

Then Shigaraki and Midoriya both struck at each other to which a grand explosion went off and both Shigaraki and Midoriya fell away from each other in the sky.

“Midoriya!”

“Izuku!”

“Deku!”

Shoto, Bakugo, and I quickly rushed over and caught the green-haired boy as he landed on the ground.

“Izuku, are you okay?!” I asked, frantically.

“N-N-Nana-chan…” Midoriya mumbled in response.

We noticed that Shigaraki was holding his ground with the wires from his fingers, but then suddenly he was attacked by some wave motion quirk.

“Everyone!”

We all turned around to see Nejire Senpai and Iida finally joining us on the battlefield.

“The giant villain is approaching the vicinity! We have hereby informed the heroes engaging in combat with the Nomu!” Iida stated.

“Iida, great timing! Get the casualties out of here!” Shoto stated.

“God, this is why you have not returned?!” Iida asked, looking around.

“I have to stick to Shigaraki!” Midoriya muttered as he tried to get up from the ground. “He is still after me! Just take Nana-chan and Endeavor!!”

“Just stay still, you idiot!” Bakugo yelled at Midoriya.

“I’m not leaving, Izuku!” I responded. “Besides, my wounds are already healed!”

“His regeneration has slowed, we can take him on!” Shoto announced, looking over at Shigaraki. “Nana, Bakugo, Hado senpai!”

“Maggots swarming by the thousands…” Shigaraki muttered, trying to stand up from the ground.

Shoto, Bakugo, Nejire senpai, Iida, and I all at once charged at Shigaraki before a huge battle broke out. But within a few seconds, it all stopped when the earth beneath us started to shake violently and the sound of buildings crashing down hit our ears from afar. We all turned around and noticed that the behemoth Gigantomachia had finally arrived at the battlefield while carrying the remaining members of the Paranormal Liberation Front on his back as we watched the walking calamity moving towards us in horror. 

“There is no way we can handle fighting both that giant and Shigaraki!” Shoto yelled, before charging at Shigaraki again. “I would better take Shigaraki down since he is already on his last legs!!”

“Don’t go and play the hero all by yourself, you half-and-half bastard!” Bakugo growled, charging at Shigaraki as well.

And with that Shoto, Bakugo, and Nejire senpai attacked Shigaraki with their super moves all the same time and the villain finally fell on the ground, unconscious. 

“Run!!” Endeavor shouted when Gigantomachi finally stepped into the battlefield and quickly picked unconscious Shigaraki up from the ground.

“Shigaraki, you're not looking so good!!” Spinner asked from the giant's back.

“You okay, Shoto?” Endeavor asked as Shoto landed beside his father.

“Oh, there you are!” a familiar voice suddenly called out.

We all looked up to see Dabi on Gigantomachi’s back, grinning down at us.

“You all look like a bunch of ants from way up here!” Dabi chuckled, waving his hand. “Oh?! Do I spy Shoto too?! That’s perfect!! Long time no see!!”

“Huh?” Shoto asked in annoyance.

“Dabi!!” Endeavor snarled at the ravenette villain.

“Ouch! Is that any way to address me?” Dabi chuckled mockingly as he poured some liquid from a bottle over his head before his hair went from black to white. “Why must you call me by my villain moniker... when I have such a great name… Call me Touya…”

And then for a split second, I felt like the whole world had just stopped moving. My eyes widened in disbelief while my mouth gasped open as I stared at Dabi or should I say Touya in bewilderment. My heart started to beat faster than usual as if it was going to burst out of my chest and now I suddenly started to feel like the whole world was spinning really fast, making me feel all dizzy and sick.

Now that you asked… I think, right now, if Touya suddenly appears and stands in front of me, I’ll definitely jump into his arms like a typical shoujo manga heroine and tell him how much I missed him, how much I felt lonely without him. So yeah… Maybe I still love him…

“You are that dumbstruck?! Really?!” Touya laughed. “I know my face isn’t exactly what it was, but I was sure that my own family would have figured it out. Though there was this one person who speculated that I could be Touya and it was none other than my lovely ex-fiancé; Nana Osaki!!” 

It's been a while, hasn’t it Babydoll? I missed you so much.~

“T-Touya…” I mumbled and my breath got caught in my throat, still in shock as my eyes started to get blurry and watery. 

“Who are you?” I asked softly. “Do I know you? Have we ever met before? Why did you ask if I recognized you? And why do you keep saying that you missed me?”

“The name is Dabi, Babydoll… Your glorified villain babysitter.” He smirked, standing up, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat.

“Is that actually your real name though?” I looked at him skeptically. “I don’t believe that. What’s your real name? What’s your true identity?”

“Why do you ask, Babydoll?” he asked.

“Because you remind me of someone I knew and love.” I responded. 

“Oh really? Who?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“Touya Todoroki.” I mumbled softly. 

Touya looked at me with an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry Babydoll, for hiding this secret from you! Back at Camino Ward, when you asked me if I was Touya or not, at that moment I wanted to do nothing else but to pull you into a tight hug, shower you with love and kisses, and tell you that I was in fact your Touya, but if I did that, my plans would’ve gotten ruined!” Touya stated before he looked back at Shoto and Endeavor with a smirk. “Well, Endeavor, I never forgot a thing. And I had plenty of reason to keep watching you. I’m not saying that everyone has to be pure and selfless. Just you! And guess what? Right now, my prerecorded life story is broadcasting nationwide and on the internet!”

Touya grinned widely as he started to jump down from Gigantomachia’s back and began to dance and twirl around in the madness. Shoto and Endeavor simply stood on the ground with wide eyes and dropped jaws, staring at Touya in disbelief while trying to take in everything that was happening right now at that moment.

“Man, I’m having a blast!!” Touya laughed with a big wild grin on his face. “Sorry, where was I? Oh yeah! How could I make you hurt? How to best stomp all over your life? I have been pondering all this ever since that day! I couldn’t figure out why I even existed and every day I would crawl to Natsu-kun and Nana crying my eyes out… Not that you ever knew, right?! When you finally achieved success with your little puppet Shoto… I thought killing him might do the trick! But then who would have guessed you got bumped up to No. 1! Suddenly, I was rooting for your happiness. My blood ran cold when I thought you might bite the big one in Kyushu! Then I led Starservant and Ending straight to you one after the other and you still survived like the cockroach that you are! You were finally No. 1! It's all you ever wanted! But it must have weighed on you, right?! Or was all the praise and admiration like chicken soup for your soul?! When at long last you could stare your kids in the eye… Did you finally start to feel the warm and fuzzy bonds of the family?! You must have thought ‘as long as I face the future I can be better’! I can tell you are at a loss for words, so here is the answer!!" 

Touya then stopped swaying and twirling before he placed his hands on his chest. 

"The past never dies! Get it yet?!" Touya yelled out, widely grinning, and that sent shivers down my spine. "You reap what you sow!! Let us fall together, you and me, Enji Todoroki!! Come dance with your son, here in hell!!”  

“Touya is dead. This is an unforgivable lie.” Endeavor mumbled in disbelief, still staring at Touya with widened eyes. 

“I am alive and kicking! It's an unforgivable truth, Dad!!” Touya responded with a mocking grin, his eyes widening a bit. “So sad that you never bothered to invite me to your fire-quirk-infested agency! Why didn't you notice I was your son? You never suspected because so many had flame-related quirks? Is that the reason? You can swab me or take some blood samples as a souvenir if you don't believe me. Go run a DNA test. Although my own test results are already being publicized as we speak. Endeavor, consider this a homecoming gift from me to you since I dug up something on that good-for-nothing spy Hawks as well. Even coming from a villain, the words that I speak will shake the public to their core. They won't be able to trust any of you after this. The damage has already been done! After seeing something like that, who the hell won't be shaking in their boots?!” 

With that, Touya jumped off from Gigantomachia's back and was about to attack Endeavor with Prominence Burn to finish off his father once and for all.

“Thanks for going strong up until now, Endeavor!!” Touya yelled.

“Touya!! Stop, please!! Don’t do this!!” I screamed out, tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Sorry, Nana!! But for the past 8 years, this is what I’ve been waiting for!!” Touya replied back. 

“Father, he is coming!!” Shoto yelled at a still-shocked Endeavor, preparing to attack Touya back. “Protect Nana and the others! I will handle this! Please move! Protect them! Hey, please get it together!!”

But then suddenly a plane flew by in the air over the battlefield and before Touya could unleash his attack, he got tied up with wires from that plane. We all looked up and noticed who it was.

“Apologize for being fashionably late!! Best Jeanist will now be returning to work starting today!!” the No. 3 pro hero announced, making Touya frown at the man. 

"Bastard! You're supposed to be dead! It was a real corpse! Why are you alive?!" Touya asked in annoyance through his gritted teeth. 

"If you're greedy, you'll come apart at the seams like cheap denim!!" Jeanist replied back with confidence and Touya's frown deepened even more. 

“Even if you are alive, Jeanist… that doesn't mean the Todoroki family’s past will be brushed under the rug… Right, Shoto?!” Touya smirked, immediately engulfing himself in blue flames as he looked over to see a crying yet enraged Shoto charging toward him with his firepower unleashed.

Best Jeanist unleashed even more wire and wrapped them around Gigantomachia, Spinner, and Mr. Compress as he pinned down the giant on the ground.

“You’re kidding me! He managed to detain Machia?!” Mr. Compress yelled.

“Trying to break free is so painful!!” Spinner shouted. “Doesn’t Machia have immeasurable strength?! Shigaraki, wake up!! You are alive, aren’t you?! Machia needs your orders!! Shigaraki!!”

Nejire senpai meanwhile, tried to strike Shigaraki again, but unfortunately got blasted by Touya's flames, much to everyone’s horror. 

"Hado Senpai!!" Shoto screamed out in shock while trying to fight off Touya with his flames. 

“Senpai!” I shouted in horror as I ran up and caught her in my arms before looking back at Touya with rage. “What the fuck, Touya?!”

“What a mess, huh Endeavor!!” Touya laughed maniacally as he broke free from Jeanist’s restraints using his blue flames. “Look! Another starry-eyed kid with a bright future burned to ashes!! By your flames!!” 

"Stop it!!" Shoto yelled out at Touya as the latter's fire power pushed the former back. 

Then, at that moment, suddenly Shigaraki slowly started to regain consciousness and ordered Gigantomachia to break free from the restraints. And right one cue, the giant let out an earth-shaking roar and started to tear down the wires around him, but Jeanist again shot more wires around it.

“Quit it, Touya-Nii!!” Shoto yelled as he charged at Touya again. “So you send that villain?! Natsu-Nii was nearly killed!! The brother you said you crawled and cried to! That Natsu-Nii!!”

“Then that would mean Endeavor would suffer!!” Touya grinned at Shoto, leaving the younger brother in shock.

“Have you lost your mind, you bastard?!” Shoto screamed out in rage and disbelief.

“You got it, Shoto!!” Touya laughed again, overpowering Shoto once again with his blue flames. “Your big brother has completely lost any feeling for anything!!”

“Touya!!” Shoto yelled as Touya used his flames on his younger brother.

“Finally, I can kill you!!” Touya laughed.

“Shoto!!” I shouted in horror as I charged at the Todoroki brothers. “Touya, stop!!”

“Hey, Spinner!! Behind you!!” Mr. Compress called.

“Huh?” Spinner asked as he turned around to look. “Looks like luck is in our favor after all!!”

“Those fucking Nomus again!!” Bakugo snarled as he charged at those flying creatures.

I also turned around and gasped when I noticed Nomus flying towards us. I quickly changed my route and flew towards the Nomus unleashing my Rinkaku Kagune and taking out my scythe. One after another, Bakugo and I fought and killed the Nomus when suddenly I felt a similar presence around me.

“Don’t tell me!” I gasped and at that moment a certain individual popped out from the ground.

“PO... WERRR!!!” 

At that moment, Mirio senpai arrived, using his quirk to take out the Nomu which was approaching Best Jeanist, leaving everyone shocked.

“Lemillion!!” Midoriya gasped.

“Mirio senpai!” I called with a smile.

“Despite this, it’s not like I have got the power to take out this Nomus in one shot!” Mirio Senpai chuckled. “Nana-chan, Bakugo, back me up!!”

“It’s great to see you again, Bakugo.” Jeanist greeted.

“That was just a placeholder name…” Bakugo smirked as he killed a Nomu with his quirk. “I was saving the real deal for you! From now on call me… God of Explosive Destruction, Dynamight!!!”

“Huh?” I sweat-dropped.

“Another dud…” Jeanist groaned.

“Too long!” Iida yelled.  

“Chaotic!” Nejire Senpai commented.

“Tacky!” Mr. Compress deadpanned.  

“So lame!” Spinner muttered as well.

“Haha! That's a good hero name! It's pretty funny!” Mirio Senpai laughed.

“It’s not meant to be funny!!” Bakugo snapped at Mirio.

“Without joy and laughter to balance the sorrow the world can never hope to have a bright future…” Mirio Senpai stated. “My bad there! That's just my motto!! As long as the final boss is restricted in the blaze, it’s time to clean up the rest of the mess!!”

And after that, right on cue, Mirio Senpai, Nejire Senpai, Bakugo, Jeanist, and I started to attack and kill all the flying Nomus.

“Aw, your friends are having a blast down there!!” Touya laughed as he and Shoto kept on fighting mid-air. “Poor Shoto... No fun for you, just pain!”

Touya then grabbed Shoto and wrapped his arms around his younger brother before covering his azure flames around themselves as he started to increase his heat. 

“But you… your body will burn too!” Shoto stuttered out in pain. "You're burning up as well, Touya!"

“You have grown up to be so considerate, I’m happy for you little bro!” Touya chuckled as his eyes trailed off to Endeavor’s still-shocked face. “I’m fine! In fact, I’m overjoyed right now! Look at that face! Even when his masterpiece, his greatest doll is about to get perished by his failure's flames, he still can't do anything!! Hey, take a look! He is totally broken!! Hahaha!! Shoto, if you burn up in my flames and turn to ashes, I wonder what kind of face dear old dad will be making then?!”

While I was fighting and killing the Nomus, I noticed what Touya was trying to do with Shoto. So without wasting any more time, I used my Kakugan and swapped places with Shoto. And right now, I was in Touya’s arms.

“Nana!!” Shoto gasped in shock.

“Oh, now look at that?” Touya smirked as he tightened his grip around me and pulled me even closer to his chest, immediately extinguishing his flames. “It’s been so long since I held you like this, Nana… I missed this.”

“Touya…” I mumbled lovingly as I reached out and touched his face. “Please, stop this… I beg you… Please…”

“I can’t, Nana…” Touya muttered, softening his gaze at me before reaching out and gently running his fingers on my cheek.

“Hey, let go of Nana-chan!” Midoriya yelled.

“You know it’s rude to interfere in other people’s family matters!” Touya said to the green-haired boy in annoyance.

“I’m interfering because Todoroki-kun is a precious friend and Endeavor is my mentor who made me stronger!!” Midoriya yelled. “The past doesn't disappear! That's why the present Endeavor is making an effort. That’s the Endeavor I’m watching. You’re not Endeavor!!”

“Ha, anybody could figure that out!” Touya responded mockingly. “But don’t you pity the likes of me at least a little?! The consequences of the scenes committed by a supposed apostle of justice… That’s what I am! Evil will no longer prosper! Justice will crumble! All I have done is showed all those susceptible people where to put the blame! Now the future that awaits is clear! All the lip service and ego-stroking will vanish and it will be chaos!!”

Then all of a sudden, Gigantomachia started to go all wild and tear up Jeanist’s restraints.

“Big trouble!” Mirio Senpai yelled.

“He has restored!” Jeanist shouted.

At the moment, Endeavor used every bit of strength he had to fly up and knock the giant back before knocking himself out as a result.

“Enji-san?!” I gasped in shock.

“Macchia?!” Spinner yelled.

“My strength!!” Gigantomachia groaned in pain as he started to slow down a bit.

“There was a message from the mountain team! They said they didn’t notice any effect but… the anesthetic worked!!” Jeanist stated.

“Looks like we’ve to go now…” Touya muttered with a sigh. “But before I go, I want to do something that I’ve always wanted to do since forever…”

“What-“

But before I could say anything more, Touya quickly leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, pulling me into a passionate searing kiss as the cold metal of his piercings sent pleasant shudders up my spine. My eyes widened in shock and I went completely rigid on my spot. I mean, after all, it was my first kiss and it got stolen by the man I had been in love with for so many years now. I didn't know how to respond to it at first. The kiss was like a beautiful sweet dream; a dream that I didn't want to wake up from. 

I’m in love with you, Nana Osaki. You may not understand what it means to be in love with someone because you're still too young. But always remember… I love you and I always will love you, Nana-chan...

My brain stopped functioning and the next thing I knew, I slowly and unconsciously closed my eyes and started to kiss back Touya. In response, Touya smirked into the kiss before he pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and at my grant of access, delved the tongue inside my mouth. As our tongues intertwined with one another, the kiss got rough, sloppy, and even more demanding. Euphoric warmth began to blossom within me and the whole feeling was utterly blissful, making the kiss feel like fireworks, tingles, and desires. It felt as if nothing mattered at that moment, as if nothing existed in this universe; it was just only me and him. Touya then slowly pulled away from the kiss as soon as we were out of breath and chuckled softly at my tomato-red face. 

“DID HE JUST KISS HER?!?!” Bakugo roared in rage.

“Looks like I’m your first kiss, huh?” Touya muttered with a smirk, panting slightly from the kiss. “Lucky me!”

Touya quickly let go of me and started to climb back onto Gigantomachia while I kept on floating in mid-air like an idiot, trying to process everything that just happened now.

“Touya!!” Shoto yelled, charging at his older brother to attack him with Flashfire Fist.

“Sorry, Shoto! The situation has changed!” Touya responded before attacking Shoto with his Flashfire Fist Jetburn.

“Shoto!” I gasped, rushing forward to save him.

But it was too late as Shoto had already taken the attack and was now knocked out cold. I quickly caught him in my arms and slowly landed on the ground. I looked over to see that Mr. Compress caught Touya in his marbles before safely handing it over to Spinner.

And after that, whatever happened on the battlefield was all blurry to me. I remembered Shoto slowly regained his consciousness and I quickly went back to fight Shigaraki and the Nomus. Mirio Senpai was finally able to catch Mr. Compress and easily took him down. Bakugo, Nejire senpai, Iida, Jeanist, and I all desperately tried to fight and chase after Shigaraki with our fatigued injured bodies while also fighting against other Nomus as Shigaraki, Spinner, and Skeptic started to escape away by riding on the back of a flying Nomu. Shoto, Endeavor, and Midoriya were all barely able to stay conscious at that moment. Midoriya also tried to catch Shigaraki with his Blackwhip but failed in the process. In the end, Shigaraki successfully escaped away with his comrades, bringing the Paranormal Liberation War to a conclusion. 

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Unbelievably Yours (Dilf Dabi x Gn reader)

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Special thanks to @renhoeku for beta reading, I appreciate it!!!

Author’s note: The reader is self-insert based as a heads up. This is talking about multiple variations of love/my experiences with it. For those of you who like Izuku and Shinsou they are ex’s in this fic and are briefly mentioned being with the reader. Again, this is just my experience and how I feel love, it’s extremely self indulgent. 

Pairings: Midoriya Izuku x reader (past relationship), Shinsou Hitoshi x reader (past relationship) and Dabi x reader (main pairing)

Warnings: age gap, discussions about past mental exhaustion, pillow humping/masturbation, daddy kink, dilf Dabi, cumming inside, praise kink, it’s soft sex 

Word count: 4.7K

Love sucked. Nobody knew that better than you.

It started when you were a teenager. You expected to feel fireworks when you kissed the one you loved and feel a static rise in the air. You waited for that moment, dreamed of it ever since you were little only to feel nothing when you kissed Midoriya Izuku for the first time.

He was wearing a suit, his freckles looking like stardust in the blue lighting of the room. His green hair slick back somewhat, but his curls were still as prominent as ever. You couldn’t help but adore him in that moment as well as the way he softly smiled and cupped your face.

“Can I kiss you,” he whispered almost inaudibly. 

Your nerves were on fire as you nodded and leaned in. This was the moment you thought excitedly. You were going to kiss somebody for the first time. You couldn’t wait to feel the sparks, the awe in that moment. 

It was just a peck, barely even a kiss. You buried your face in his neck afterwards, barely paying attention to the cheers of your friends. You and Midoriya continued to sway to the slow dance currently playing but you couldn’t stop the nagging in your head, that was it?

After that moment you realized the movies lied to you. While you were sure they exaggerated, you didn’t realize how far the exaggerations were. You fell in love with Midoriya as the months passed by and soon enough you did feel light when you kissed him–you felt sparks.

What the movies didn’t show you was that love was messy.

“I can’t do this anymore.” 

He couldn’t even look at you as he said the words. His eyes were trained on the floor. Your heart stuttered while you took in the words. You knew as soon as high school started that the two of you weren’t going to last. He was focused on assignments and extra activities. You started to see him less and less even if you talked about it, nothing changed. 

Swallowing the tears that wanted to fall all you could do was nod. “I understand.”

It wasn’t a lie. The two of you both wanted different things, but it didn’t hurt any less when you found out Izuku was dating Ochako a week after you broke up. Gazes that were once filled with happiness morphed into ice in your veins whenever you would see him. It didn’t help that the two of you no longer knew how to act around each other, only that you moved into a different friend group and he continued on his own circle of people. 

You didn’t have any interest in dating people during the months after that. The first breakup is always the worst, especially during the first relationship where you fall in love for the first time. It felt warm, safe even. Just the two of you against the world. It did, however, have it’s problems which worked out for the best that you split up.

“Don’t worry about it,” Shinsou told you when you accidentally locked eyes with Midoriya as he was walking to his table. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

You and Shinsou had an interesting relationship to say the least. It wasn’t what people would call conventional, but to the two of you it was perfect. Before Midoriya the two of you were in a queer platonic relationship that consisited of what couples and friends would do like holding hands, cuddling and overall being comfortable but with no romantic feelings involved. 

It was comfortable with a deep understanding between the two of you. For the first time you weren’t worried about people looking at the two of you or making people uncomfortable. It was a feeling similar to a flower, it spread throughout your chest, your bond growing stronger sending its roots to wash over you and feel like home. 

The only difficulty with having a relationship like that with nothing to look up to was that the line between platonic and romantic seemed to fall into gray.

“Okay, so let’s break it down,” you said with a giggle looking down at the venn diagram the two of you decided to make. It was nice, leaning close to Shinsou almost like the two of you were working on this big case when in reality it was ridiculous.

He smiled and began to list the things the two of you did, discussing each one as you put them into categories between platonic, romantic and in the center was the gray line between the two. Looking back on it, you realize just how fine that area is. Nothing is just strictly platonic or romantic and that proved it.

Needless to say, you calculated the result and it seemed mathematically the two of you weren’t compatible, but you didn’t care and neither did he. You wanted to be together and felt safe with one another. This time you were sure that you'd last longer than you and Midoriya had and you felt comfortable with him more so than your ex.

You had been childhood friends and knew each other longer than that. It was perfect, you decided smiling as Shinsou blushed while holding your hand.

It wasn’t. 

It was messy to say the least. It was his first relationship while for you it was the second. You knew what you wanted, or at least you thought you did. It was like the two of you were strangers almost. He was more of a dreamer, creating a whole future with you–you understood him. You had done the same with Midoriya, but now you were more of a realist. You could only offer a small smile when he’d go off on tangents about the life you two would have together. 

If it weren’t for the fact that you were still hopelessly young, you would’ve swooned at his words, but they seemed more of a fact than a promise.

“We’ll live next to Aizawa and Yamada and own two cats. We’ll be in the countryside and settle down there.”

As beautiful as that sounded, you couldn’t stop yourself from tensing. You wanted to travel, to live in the city and to do what you wanted. You didn’t want to settle down. However you didn’t want to hurt him so you kept your mouth shut and wrapped your arms around his waist as the two of you watched the sunset.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” You asked him in awe of the purples, oranges and blues dancing in the sky. You felt his heartbeat under your palm as he turned and kissed your forehead. 

“It sure is.”

That was one moment you’d never forget. Truth be told you had fun dating Shinsou, but in the end you knew it was time to split up. The laughs and smiles were far and few between. He began to reach out to you with his struggles which wasn’t an issue at all–you loved him and would do anything for him. The only issue was there wasn’t any reciprocation on his part.

There were no good morning texts or texts just to check in and when you talked to him about a problem you had it was met with silence so you stopped talking about it. He was focusing on his own things, he didn’t have time to listen to yours. 

It began to be a give and take relationship. You were always giving, making sure he was okay, asking what he was up to, reaching out first. In the beginning it didn’t bother you, but as it continued even stone wears away with time. 

“I feel like you don’t love me anymore,” he told you one day, his purple eyes weighed heavy as he gazed into yours.

“What?”

You dropped your pencil onto the notebook in front of you and turned to face him completely. Around you, your classmates were all furiously typing away, still completing the assignment. He let out a small laugh, but it sounded more pained than anything else.

“So it’s true then, right?”

You casted your gaze onto the table in front of you. “I’m sorry Shinsou,” with that you looked into his eyes once more. How were you supposed to tell him that you were so tired, constantly tired and didn’t have the motivation or energy to carry on with your relationship? You loved him, really you did, but how were you supposed to tell him it was only friendship that was left.

“I love you I do, it’s just,” I can’t do this anymore. Midoriya’s words haunted you, causing you to hesitate before saying. “I need to better my mental health,” you reached out to hold his hand carefully while he let you with furrowed brows.

“I just need time.”

He smiled through the tears swimming down his face, shaking his head with a small laugh. “I love you too, but I have to say I liked it better when we were just friends.”

You let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding.

From that point on you did exactly as you said you would; you focused on yourself. 

It was easier than you thought, enjoying being single. You watched your friends get into arguments and break up with their significant others time and time again and you were relieved that you weren’t on the end of it. 

It took time and effort, but by the end of it you knew what you wanted and were content with what you had. Who needed a relationship when you could spoil your friends just as much as a significant other?

Sure it was lonely at times, but you preferred it that way and maybe you’d end up dating again but you weren’t hyperfocused on it. If it happened it happened and if it didn’t you’d shrug, oh well. 

That all changed as soon as college hit.

“What’s your type Y/N?”

You removed one earbud, and turned to face Mina who was currently sitting in her cheetah print bean bag. Her tattooed eyes were fixated on you as an amused smile fell onto her lips. You fidgeted with your hands.

“I don’t know how to explain it.”

“Try me,” she said leaning forwards like you were going to tell the most interesting story in the world. You racked your brain trying to find the right words, you knew Mina wouldn’t laugh at you but it had been a while since anybody asked you.

“I don’t know,” you began. “I guess I’d want somebody who is older than I am and acts like he is. I never really got to be babied because I grew up too fast so being able to finally act my age would be great. I’d want somebody who would look at me soft I guess.”

After you finished there was a moment of silence before Mina practically jumped on you. 

“You’re so adorable,” she squealed, holding you close to her with a wide smile. “I just want to wrap you tightly in a hug and never let you go.”

You smiled in her embrace. This, you supposed, was love too. 

Nothing would ever prepare you for the day you met Dabi. You wanted a tattoo, always had and it was perfect when Toga said her father was a tattoo artist. You never met him, but from the way Toga talked about him he was nothing short of intimidating. He adopted her when she was younger and always made sure to act like the dad he wanted his father to be. From what she told you, he had a rough life but through that learned what man he wanted to be. 

To meet somebody Toga cared so much about, you felt nothing short of honored, but you couldn’t help but scratch at your nose while you took a deep breath. “What if he doesn’t like me?” Your voice was barely above a whisper.

She only rolled her eyes, brushing her fringe out of her face, sending you a small smirk. Her pixie cut blowing in the wind. “Oh please, of course he’ll like you.” Her voice held something other than amusement in it, but before you could find a name to it she opened the door and skipped into the parlor.

“Dad, I have somebody I want you to meet,” she sing songed. You followed right behind her, rubbing your arm. 

“I’ll be out there in a second,” a deep voice rang out in the back room. 

Your nerves lit on fire as your mind began to race with an onslaught of thoughts. You really really wanted him to like you, what if he didn’t? What if Toga was wrong? What would happen then? Would the two of you still be friends?

“Relax, I’m not going to bite,” his gruff voice pulled you out of your head. He was decked out in piercings and tattoos while his hair was pitch black. He leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms over his chest as he smirked. “Unless you’re into that.”

Toga groaned while you were sure your heart stopped. There was no way, did he just hit on you? 

You were going to speak up until a sharp laugh cut you off. Dabi was hunched over against the doorway and began to wipe away tears as Toga shook her head.

“Dad stop, you’re gonna give them a heart attack!” 

He waved her off catching his breath. “I’m sorry I just, you should’ve seen your face. You looked like you were going to shit yourself.” With that he stuck out his hand towards you. “Anyways, I’m Dabi and I’m excited to meet the infamous Y/N that my daughter talks so much about.”

Just like that the butterflies were back. 

From that point on you had no idea what you felt for the man. He was everything you wanted, but he was your best friend’s dad. That had to break several secret codes of friendship and besides there was no way he’d ever feel the same. 

You were perfectly okay with that. You didn’t want to compromise anything and beside you fantasized about it plenty of times. Most nights it was about how his chest would feel underneath you, about how his fingers would feel threaded through your hair and even how warm he must be. 

Other nights it was more dangerous, how his tongue would feel against yours, how deep he’d be able to get his fingers inside you, how sexy his groans must be. You couldn’t help rutting yourself into your pillow at the thought of him praising you.

‘That’s my pretty little thing, keep moving your hips just like that’

It didn’t matter what position you imagined the two of you in, his voice would always find you. 

‘God, you’re so perfect for me aren’t you. Tell me how good it feels, baby.’

You sighed into your empty room, moving your hips faster, pleasure sparked through your back.

‘Feels so good, you’re so deep. I love it when your hands are all over me touching me in the places you know I’ll lose my mind.’

He’d hold you tighter, pin you closer towards him, making you feel small in his hold. ‘Yeah?’ he’d breathe continuing to thrust slowly into you, making you lose your mind at the slow roll of his hips. 

‘Gonna be good and cum for me? Well then do it, cum for me baby.’

That was all it took for you to lose it, hips stuttering into your pillow. The guilt always came after the initial high wore off. You needed to stop, just thinking about him like that made you advert your gaze from him the next time you saw each other.

He was always so kind when you visited. He’d get back from work late into the evening and smile at Toga before gazing at you, a soft expression falling onto his face as he says, “Hi kid.” You knew it was wrong, you were wrong but part of you couldn’t stop the feelings.

It was in the way he’d focus on you whenever you were talking to him and Toga about a big test or the way he’d wordlessly hand you one of the snacks he’d hide and give to you when you were at your lowest.

The two of you didn’t have a proper conversation until Toga had to head out for class but told you, you could stay at the house. You agreed, Dabi had the day off work and so it was just the two of you sitting on the black leather couch watching a movie. 

You made sure to keep your focus on the television the entire time, constantly reminding yourself not to look at the way the black turtle neck tank top hugged his figure and revealed his sleeve of tattoos. You most certainly didn’t focus on the way he’d leave heated glances in your direction.

“Do I scare you?” He asked turning down the television so he could concentrate on you. He gestured down the hallway where you knew his room was. “Because if I do I can leave you alone, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

You only shake your head. “You don’t scare me, I just get nervous sometimes I guess.” You point to your head. “Intrusive thoughts just suck sometimes, I feel like I make you uncomfortable if anything.”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment. Electric blue eyes fall away into something distant. “They do, I’m sorry you have to go through that.”

You shrug it off. “It isn’t a big deal, it’s just life. I bounce back and it doesn’t even happen all the time anymore.”

That earns a small upturned smile, it’s bitter and twisted. “You grew up too fast, didn’t you.” It wasn’t a question judging by the way he said it as if it was common knowledge. Nerves forgotten, you nodded.

“I guess we’re the same in that regard, don’t you think?”

For a split second Dabi stared at you like he was seeing you for the first time. There was a small smirk on his face as he brought a rootbeer up to his lips. “I suppose so,” he said, taking a sip. 

From that point on you and Dabi were comfortable around each other. You found yourself there more often than not even if Toga wasn’t home. There was something about the way he’d genuinely give you advice and act as a mentor with the projects you were working on that grew you to be closer to the man.

It wasn’t until the two of you were at a park heading to a park where you were taking pictures of the sunset that it hit you. You were in love with him. You processed all the times the two of you would talk or visit with each other, the way he’d guide you through a busy street with his hand around your waist. The way the two of you would be close to each other without needing a reason.

The way the both of you could depend on each other and live two separate lives. You wanted to be with him, it wasn’t just physical, you wanted to wake up next to him and hear him laugh and chose to be in love with him. You didn’t want to fall anymore, you wanted to grasp his hand and rise into what the two of you wanted. You wanted to choose and you chose him.

He noticed a change in your demeanor because the next second he was next to you. “What is it?”

“Let’s get out of here.”

“Shit, you’re so beautiful baby, I've wanted this for so long.” Dabi groaned by your ear, kissing your shoulder as he bottomed out inside of you. His tattooed arms gripped your hips in a way that you were sure you’d feel the next day, but that didn’t matter.

Tears fell from your eyes as he began to move, every thought in your head escaped with it. 

“Feels, Ah, feels so good don’t stop, please don’t stop.” You couldn’t believe this was happening. After pining for so long, it was finally happening. You couldn’t help but bring his lips to yours. You felt passion and love in the way his tongue tangled with yours. There were no fireworks, but your body burned from the kiss. You needed more. Every thrust he would leave behind words of praise that would make a place for themselves in the marks Dabi is leaving behind. 

Your voice is breathy and higher pitched now. You can feel him everywhere. He laughs by your ear, it’s breathy and sends burning heat straight to your core. 

“Yeah?” He asks, it’s deep and almost vibrates against your skin. “You like when a man knows how to take care of you, hm?” 

“Love it, I love it so much, so much please—“

You can’t help but nod and reach behind you to grasp onto one of his wrists. You can feel the metal of his lip piercing as he places a chaste kiss against your shoulder blade. It makes you feel wanted, he makes you feel wanted. 

Almost twice your age and doesn’t look it at all. His black hair being replaced with white hairs only makes him more attractive, especially when he’s wearing a black choker around his neck. 

One of his hands travels down your body and comes to play with one of your nipples. You moan, focusing on the mirror in front of you. You’re surprised it took you this long to notice. Catching your reflection a grin stretches on his face. His teeth on display causing the piercings on his nose to shimmer under the fluorescent light.

He slows down into a slow grind. A high whine rises out of your throat causing him to coo. He watches himself in the mirror while he brings a hand to wipe at your tear filled eyes. “You’re so pretty like this kitten, so beautiful. Nobody can make you feel this good can they?” 

“Nobody, just you daddy, only you.” You couldn’t catch your breath between Dabi’s heated gaze sending fire throughout your entire body or the way he’s slowly stroking your insides, hitting all the right places. His Jacob's ladder added a whole new level of pleasure. You manage to catch his gaze in the mirror, almost not being able to take how soft his features get as he’s watching you fall apart.

His eyes widen in shock before a smirk completely overtakes it. “Daddy, huh?” He muses aloud to himself before picking up his pace. “That’s good little one, you’re doing so well you know that-fuck-you’re mine aren’t you. My kitten, my baby, mine and mine alone, yeah?”

You can barely focus on his words as you feel yourself nearing the edge, from the way his groans are becoming more and more frequent you can tell he’s close too. It takes you a second to realize you’re babbling. 

“Yours, yours, yours fill me up please daddy please. Can take it, I can take it just please.”

A soothing hand takes the one you used to latch onto his wrist and instead, interlocks itself with yours. With his other, he cups your face and pulls you into a heated kiss. Your toes curl at the act, you can still taste yourself on his tongue from the way he prepared you earlier. 

“M right here baby, gonna take such good care of you, alright?” He quickly flips you over onto your back, you barely have any time to recover before he's thrusting once more. From this angle you can see him and waste no time wrapping an arm around his back to pull him closer. 

He swears his vision whites out as the force brings him closer to you. “Fuck,” the breathy laughs comes back once more as he regains his balance before he almost collapsed on top of you. “Gonna kill me sweetheart. You’re too perfect.” Blue eyes burn into yours. “Can you tell me who owns this dick? This dick that makes you feel so good?”

He doesn’t wait for you to respond, his arms bracing above you, your hands still intertwined. “You do, you own me. You know that? No one-shit-no one else could ever compare to you.”

You can’t help but wrap your legs around the small of his back making sure he stays close, that he’s not going anywhere. You don’t think you could handle it if he goes anywhere. You’d never be the same. 

“‘M close, please I can’t hold it I can’t, I can’t I can’t-”

He shushed you as he rested his forehead against yours. “Course you can, baby, it’s yours, all of this belongs to you.” Your heart stutters at the unspoken promise within those words, the silent ‘I belong to you’ makes your head spin. You love him, you love him and that’s all it takes for you to tumble over the edge. 

“Cumming, I’m cumming fuck.” He goes to pull out but you only bring him closer. His eyes widen as he tries to pull out again but you won’t let him. “Baby, baby fuck I can’t-I can’t hold it.”

You send a small smirk his way. “Then do it daddy, fill me up.”

With a strangled fuck he all but collapses on top of you, filling you up in the process. The two of you stay like that for what feels like forever but it was only a couple minutes. When he lifts his head he looks into yours, searching for something when a dopey smile appears on his face making him seem younger than he is. 

“Hi,” is all you can manage earning a laugh from him. He braces himself up slightly, you can see the flower tattoos swirling around the sleeves he adorns on both arms. One day you want to trace your fingers over each one and drive him insane until he can’t help it but flip you over and fuck you. 

“Hey,” he says back cupping your cheek. You lean into it causing a fond look to adorn his features. You did this enough to know that he’s making sure you’re okay. Soon enough he speaks.

“You okay?” You can feel his chest rumble with how deep his voice is. You smile and manage a small nod. 

“I wanted that for a long time, of course I’m okay.”

He kisses your forehead with a small laugh. “I did too,” his face transforms back into concern. “I didn’t go too hard did I?”

“M okay, can we cuddle now?” 

He snorts at the question and rolls his eyes but it holds no malice to it.

“We’re all messy, we need to shower first love.”

You shoot him a look and snuggle closer to him. “Shower can wait, sleep is now.”

He stays there for a moment before ultimately sighing and pulling you closer to him while he lays down. You hum softly as his hand rubs small circles onto your back. You let yourself bask in his warmth. You’re both sweaty and gross, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters now is laying on Dabi’s chest feeling each rise and fall of his breath, following the movement. You were exactly where you wanted to be. 

“You’re unbelievable, you know that?” He’s looking down on you with soft eyes and a lazy smile he only gets after he’s completely relaxed. You hum and place a kiss on his chest. 

“Unbelievably yours,” is all you can respond back with, closing your eyes.

Before you drift off you feel a rumble of laughter. “Yeah,” he says, rubbing circles into your back. “Unbelievably mine.”

Love was messy, sure, but you had the feeling you were getting the hang of it.

[xico-003]

*here be some doodle dumpin tiimmee🕺

*here we got a quick pen sketch of deku and half-assing it coz e h h h h

*also been a while since I've touched the fandom and just recently finished s6 ,, now waiting for the next episode and boi

last episode was... (audibly scrunches faces)

^^more pen doodles:D

wished i was able to make a full-blown illustration but the past week's been bee zaayyy

↓↓here are the more recent ones

*heard this version's monke was cancelled:/

luckily I was able to stumble upon this video for this concept and duuuuuddee,, I need my monke media dammit😤

*and lastly,, ahh ✨these✨

*I miss the times of when mha used to be fun,, can't have shit I guess

just glad we got wonderful artists to make AUs and other versions of any piece of media they like and turn it into smth more fun and enjoyable sometimes questionable but it's a piece of content everyone enjoys for themselves nonetheless

...

✨blue moments ✨

-ahem-

*he lookin free for adoption fr

*and that's a wrap

... fuk if i care if I'm using Tumblr correctly or not H A H

-insert dabi dance™-

*srsly, dabi dancing and laughing is the highlight of s6 for me

[eri-cheri]

Now that we have reached the last chapter of the year. It is time to do a 2020 roll call of what I like to call, “State of the Shippers”:

1. IzuOcha. Status: Placated.

-IzuOcha’s could celebrate several cute tidbits throughout the year. Mini moments as they say.

Anime Highlights: The OVA’s came in clutch with moments for shippers all around and IzuOcha is no exception. We got a cute tidbit where Izuku and Ochako bumped into each other and were flustered.

Manga Highlights: Christmas kept on giving to this fandom as the AM doll Izuku gave Ochako made many appearances. A cute fist bump between the two was also exchanged and Mina was right there bouncing with y’all.

Heroes Rising: Izuku super man carried Ochako to safety. And was Angy she was injured. Fans could enjoy the small Lois Lane moment.

Troubling Signs?: Ochako said “I would like to be excluded from this narrative” when it comes to her feelings for Deku. She’s a hero damnit! So if they are in for something, probably won’t be while they are still in school.

II. DabiHawks. Status: Yikes.

- Dabi and Hawk’s very public breakup set this fandom in disarray but also kind of disayay?

Anime Highlights: None yet. This fandom was cruelly cock blocked by Bones. Sorry DabiHawks stans.

Manga Highlights: Where to begin, my goodness. With these fans, I guess the good and the bad is a plus in this homoerotic double agent relationship. We have the notion that Dabi may have known Hawks when they were kids, which may be a positive? Hori sure loves his childhood friends. Other than that. The GIRLS WERE FIGHTIN’. Hawks is now permanently scarred by Dabi and I don’t think it was kinky folks. Tokoyami inserted himself in the middle to White Knight Hawks, Dabi broke up with him via YT expose and overall, shippers could anguish in the absolute MESS that this ship endured this year. But I’m sure that’s part of the appeal. So...yay?

Heroes Rising: They were both in it.

Troubling Signs?: The entire relationship is a troubling sign which again, is part of the appeal. Maybe Hawks will cuddle up with Dabi’s father after the war. That’s troubling! Speaking of...

III. EndHawks. Status: Yearning and Burning.

-If there’s one thing Endeavor couldn’t stop worrying about, it was his hot (in more ways than one) new side piece who probably should have looked at the fine print when signing a contract to be a recurring guest star on “Keeping up with the Todoroki’s”.

Anime Highlights: A fateful meeting finally in high definition for all our eyes to see! Hawks’s unwavering support of his biggest hero was endearing to watch and their shenanigans together spurred the anime onlies to finally jump on the biggest May-December ship in the series.

Manga Highlights: Endeavor’s admiration and concern for Hawks seeped through the pages as we entered our most exciting arc in the manga yet. Fate split these two up yet entwined their downfall together. And that Fate’s name was Dabi...or should I say ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️ or should I just say Touya!

Heroes Rising: “Don’t bite my head off, Endeavor.” Geez, can you flirt a little less loud Hawks?

Troubling Signs?: They say never meet your heroes and Hawks is in for a rude awakening. We shall see just how deep his admiration runs or if Endeavor’s past will split our dynamic duo up for good.

IV: TodoDeku. Status: “Precious”

-Shoto’s “Midoriya is in Danger” radar was highlighted in both manga and anime. 4th User’s quirk, who?

Anime Highlights: “Midoriya hasn’t returned yet.” “Where’s Midoriya?” “Midoriya! Grab my hand!” “Have some of my Soba Midoriya.” Shoto gets it. His emotional support friend is a danger magnet. TodoDeku’s also enjoyed tiny tidbits in the OVA such as a hand grabbing scene. Gotta hold tight to those crumbs.

Manga Highlights: Two Words. “Precious Friend.” Deku comes in w/o arms or legs fighting for Shoto and Shoto’s honor. These two spent the entire year worried sick about each other, and going against all odds to save each other. Precious Friends indeed. TDDK fans ate.

Heroes Rising: Shoto kicks some dog ass and then faints thinking of Deku (and Bakugo but shh. Let the shippers rejoice.) On the bright side, we have a 3rd movie coming featuring “The Three Musketeers” so shippers of TdDk can HOLD TIGHT to what’s to come.

Troubling Signs?: Shoto still doesn’t know about OFA and he’s gonna have LOTS of questions after this arc. Will Deku finally tell him? If not, it could make or break the ship.

V. TodoBaku. Status: “Shining through the city with a little funk and soul.”

-Who knew the greatest comedy duo we needed was Shoto and his hot headed “friend” or not friend? It still remains unclear to Shoto. Regardless, these two had a fun year.

Anime Highlights: “I wanna see your cute face”, disco dancing, and more fun in the provisional license training. Plus the OVA added some cute moments between the two such as Bakugo staying behind to save Todoroki during a dangerous excercise and his adorable plan neatly animated for us. I’d say TodoBaku’s really were resurgent and energized this year!

Manga Highlights: Shoto, that is not how you properly Catch a Kacchan, I’m sorry. But at least you did it you mad lad. As with Deku, Shoto spent the year worried sick about Bakugo. While the anime let us have our fun, these two were suffering in the manga.

Heroes Rising: Again, Shoto put a dog down and then fainted with Bakugo on his mind (and Deku but we ignore that. Shush.) TodoBaku’s have the 3rd movie to look forward to which is bound to have some amazing content!

Troubling Signs?: They have a lot of trauma to deal with. And a lot of Deku to worry about. I also imagine Shoto will be hurt about being left out of the OFA secret. We shall see what 2021 has to offer.

VI. KiriMina. Status: Unbreakable.

-Changing your hairstyle to match the gal who inspired you in middle school? Sorry y’all but if Mina were a guy, I’d say that’s gay af.

Anime Highlights: We got that backstory Bois. Red Riot’s origin might as well make him be called Pink Riot. Again with Hori and the childhood friends though I wouldn’t exactly call them friends. They just went to the same middle school but Kirishima was highly influenced by Mina’s Chivalrous spirit! A ship is born!

Manga Highlights: The influence is mutual! Mina creates a move based on Kirishima’s unbreakable and we all let out a collective “awwww”. Also in the war arc, we got Kirishima making sure Mina’s chivalrous spirit shines through right into Gigantomachia’s mouth! KiriMina may just be the unsung MVP’s of this arc.

Heroes Rising: They were in it.

Troubling Signs?: I can’t think of a single one. KiriMina’s can enjoy a peaceful sailing.

VII: KiriBaku. Status: Crumb Collectors.

-2020 was an uneventful year for KiriBaku but Bones made sure there were crumbs aplenty! Thank God for OVA’s!

Anime Highlights: KiriBaku’s did thrive in one episode! Kirishima reflects on the sludge incident and evolves his quirk based on inspiring words from Bakugo! Hooray! KiriBaku’s can thrive in their blossoming friendship. The OVA also has Kirishima (and Kaminari but shh) once again following Bakugo’s lead when it comes to the training excercise. How can you not? He’s so manly!

Manga Highlights: Not gonna lie. There is nothing much here this year. I did find a teeny tiny flake in Aizawa’s flashback. Kirishima and Bakugo are sitting next to each other. Oh! And at the hot pot gathering, Bakugo sits next to Kirishima! Eat your crumbs KiriBaku’s! There’s always next year!

Heroes Rising: Kirishima hangs with a lazy Bakugo and delivers the most hilarious line in the whole movie. “Silly Bakugo, there won’t be villains here!” Hahah... Silly Bakugo. Oh you~ KiriBaku’s can inhale the fact that those two sure love to hover around each other!

Troubling Signs?: With great crumbs come little responsiblity. No trouble if there’s no content! 🤔

VIII: KamiJirou. Status: Singing their hearts out 🎶

-If there’s any ship that’s coming close to canonization, I think this is it, folks! “Think of the person most important to you!” Can’t argue with Midnight!

Anime Highlights: Kaminari does non stop encouraging of Jirou and her hobbies! He works super hard to learn guitar for her sake! We love a king who can encourage his queen!

Manga Highlights: Kaminari thinks of the most important person to him and surprise! It’s Jirou! All of the feels can commence.

Heroes Rising: They were in it!

Troubling Signs?: Kaminari does love his women. And men. Kaminari overall is a huge flirt. But Jirou appears to have his heart strings. ❤️

IX: BakuDeku. Status: Rising. 👑

-Alternative Statuses include Winning, Thriving, Soaring. It’s just been non stop content this year. 2020 is truly the year for BakuDeku. The shippers can rejoice.

Anime Highlights: Three words. Be. My. Cane. The OVA’s helped fan the flames of the BkDk hearts with a surprise! Deku tops! Not only that, we got a lovely shoulder tap of encouragement in the canon material. While in season 4, Deku’s primary focus was Eri. Bakugo and Deku still had their moments to be hella gay.

Manga Highlights: Where do I even begin? I guess we’ll just cut to the chase with Bakugo Katsuki: Rising. We finally saw Bakugo’s true feelings manifest for Deku and if getting stabbed for him isn’t the ultimate showing of love, then idk what is. BakuDeku’s rounded out the year with the Volume 29 cover AND the volume 29 cover drafts to eat at our heart strings. Overall, their relationship got the spotlight in the manga this year. And we’re bound to start 2021 with a dramatic confrontation. Hand holding seems to be the key with these two and it didn’t stop with Heroes Rising...speaking of.

Heroes Rising: The entire movie. Like....yeah. That’s it. [OP, your bias is showing. You have to be SPECIFIC.] {But random criticizer in my head, if I lay out the entire plot of the movie, my post will be too long} [OP....] UGHHHH Okay okay. The POPSICLE MELTING. THE HAND HOLDING. THE CHARACTER DESIGNS OF WHAT MIGHT AS WELL BE THEIR LOVE CHILDREN. Did I mention? “It’s fine if it’s you?” CAUSE YEAH. Oh and All Might randomly officiating their wedding in their heads like idk. Isn’t it just simpler if I say the whole movie??!

Troubling Signs?: Well these two’s relationship is extremely delicate and while it has non stop soared this year, Deku might not take too kindly to Bakugo almost dying for him. Will they stop pushing each other away? Time will tell.

That’s all for this year folks! Happy Shipping and good luck to everyone next year!

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

AU: undercover!jeanist as a villain/vigilante during the afo arc, when hawks 'kills' him (ignoring canon for a hot second) and gives a quirk-duplicated body to dabi to make a nomu.

here is my list of Things That Happen during this, done with grammar for reading purposes

Undercover!Jeanist dyes his hair black with silver streaks, and goes by the villain name 'Kugutsu'. He goes for a punk-ish vibe, and his fake quirk is 'Marionette Strings'- which are strings that are tied to his joint areas. Like an actual marionette. 'Kugutsu' can control the strings and make them longer. The strings themselves are a type of wire (which jeanist can control with his quirk). His face also gains an uncanny valley type of look.

During his time undercover, Jeanist keeps a downloaded file of Shinya's (albehwkjanc whats the word for this) missed phonecall message. He listens to it and tells pre-recorded Edgeshot how he is. This can be taken in both an angst and whump directions.

Meanwhile, Edgeshot is both

a) worried

b) CONVINCED that the hpsc is hiding Tsunagu from him.

Hawks is not helping with this.

And then Dabi's Dance (aka: Theater Kid Reveals His Parentage, On Live TV, To The Unsuspecting People Of Japan) happens! And the reveal that Hawks handed over Jeanist's (thought to be dead) body over to the LOV! Which- we all know what happens to dead bodies in the hands of the Good Doctor, don't we?

So does Shinya. Our fav ninja goes into denial and grieving. He's hoping for the best, but also emotionally preparing himself for the worst. He's also PISSED at Hawks, who honestly I think should be included in this. Hawks is also going through some shit. All the characters in this AU are going through it at one point or another.

Meanwhile, Undercover!Jeanist is going Through Some Shit. He's gathered some [insert useful information here], but at some costs. He's being kinda dehumanized here, due to his villain/vigilante name meaning 'puppet'. And his whole strings thing. Emotional hurts are happening. Physical hurts too, since he's got no doctor or medic. Any wounds he gets, he's on his own.

Skip to the high end nomus, because this is honestly something i've been working on for an entire, very long, car ride and I don't think anon asks can handle that much words.

Edgeshot is canonically at the raid team! And I have no idea if he fights the nomus or not, but... nya

He sees one thin nomu. It has muscle threads extending from it's fingers. And it can speak. The first thing it says to him is: "...Shinya?"

And it's got Tsunagu voice.

-story anon

im ending this here because i honestly need to sleep soon, lmao. hello again, eclair!! :D

Ehehe hello again :D!!

THIS!

THIS IS THE GOOD SHIT RIGHT HERE.

I cannot express enough how much I love all of this.

I’d give all my thoughts but I currently no energy no brain, just happy about this- so just know that I think this is absolutely *chefs kiss* immaculate and is precisely the fuel for my angsty lil brain that it needs >:)

But also, my dear friend, you must stop feeding me ideas for new aus, my list is long enough as it isss!!! I already have a nomu!Jeanist au, brain shouldn’t be allowed another it’ll explode!!!! /j /lh (please never stop sending these in, I am absolutely in love with these thoughts)

On another note, this reminded me of a thought I had about a year(I think?) ago, before all the manga stuff happened, and I was in serious denial about bj disappearing….I had a thought that was “okay but what if the body was a fake and Tsunagu actually went into hiding and made a fake name with different hair and different attitude”……which is basically exactly this!!! Which I thought was a nice lil thing :)

I found the note I made!^^ (ignore the fact that I didn’t like hawks much at this point bc I was so salty at the fact he “killed” bj- I love the lil bird man now-)

[miss-writes-a-lot]

The Animatic Idea I had That I Can't Draw But I can Talk about it (Dabihawks theater au edition)

So, basically, I saw half of a clip from the new show on Paramount Rise Of The Pink Ladies and fell in love with the song "Crushing Me".

And so far, I've played the song 15 times on repeat and have thought about this idea for a WHILE. And because my art ability is currently limited, I can only talk about it the way I know how: needlessly copy and pasting the lyrics and explaining what's supposed to be happening in that frame (I'm also gonna write a fic about eventually but for now have this).

Some context: it's a quirkless high school au where Dabi and Hawks are theater kids who are frenemies (?) To lovers who find out they have feelings about each other while performing the spring play [insert musical/play here] and this is them and their separate reactions to finding out that fact .

And now-- we begin.

Opens with the opening instrumental. Dabi and Hawks enter from separate sides of the stage. Dabi - the lead - steps up to the front to join his other lead at center stage while Hawks joins the back up dancers/couples with his partner. Dabi watches him the entire time and he starts singing while walking up and getting into position with his partner.

[There’s a sickness bubbling up.

I need a cure prescribe a drug

Cut it out before it’s love

Uuuh

My brilliance turned to dust

Fever chills each time we touch

The big C oh here it comes

A crush]

Then during the short instrumental before the next part, they all start dancing. Hawks looks longingly at Dabi, only half paying attention to his partner. Then he sings his part:

[I can’t control the overflow

Emotions rolling like a stone

My fantasies play hide and seek (during this part as he spins his partner, they turn into Dabi for a second to play on the lyric before turning back into his lovestruck dance partner, in which he snaps back to reality and then snaps his attention to look at Dabi and then sings):

I got a crush it’s crushing me]

Dabi: [it's crushing me (he sings while thoroughly in denial. It switches between their faces/Povs)]

Hawks: [I got a crush]

Dabi: [oh what the what]

Hawks: [it's just too much]

Dabi: [oh what the what]

Hawks: [And Honestly]

Dabi: [yeah, honestly]

Hawks: [it's crushing me]

Dabi: [it's crushing me]

The dance part of the rehearsal ends. Hawks is now on the left side (I forgot to mention he's meant to start on the right and then move to the left during the dance) and all of a sudden, all these couples are in Dabi's way as he tries to leave the way he came. He sings this line while pushing his way through:

[Pedestrian and unprepared

For human hormones in the air

And carnal feelings everywhere

Uuhhh]

Before Hawks' part, they bump into each other. Hawks slips, Dabi catches him, and there's a slow down moment where Dabi basically becomes a statue and Hawks reaches up to touch his face while singing:

[I’ve gotta finally deal with this

Walk right up and just use my lips (he inches close to Dabi almost as to kiss him. At this point, reality kicks back in and Dabi quickly stands him back up and walks away.)

It’s all too much, weak in the knees (Hawks stumbles back into a prop and does the small thing that Cynthia (the character that sings this part) does as he longs some more.)

I got a crush it’s crushing me]

Dabi, as he walks out of the auditorium, freaking out: [It’s crushing me]

Hawks, also freaking out: [I got crush]

Dabi: [Oh what the what]

Hawks: [it's just too much]

Dabi: [oh what the what]

Hawks: [and honestly]

Dabi: [yeah honestly]

Hawks: [it's crushing me]

Dabi: [it's crushing me]

Ends with a sort of split screen close up shot of them both in their separate reactions to their realization of their feelings.

This very well could be all out of character, I'm sure. I already thought about this idea with Soukoku and even THAT'S pushing it for character consistency. This is just a dumb thing I've been thinking of for a while since I discovered the song. I'm gonna write a fic about it and keep practicing my drawing so that maybe one day when I'm a million years old, I'll bring it into fruition.

Just fun, fun times!

[autumn-foxfire]

WHOOOO I FIGURED OUT HOW I'M GONNA EXPOSE HAWKS!!! It's supposed to be one of those fics where he gets outed and dropped by the heroes, and that leads to all sorts of chaos, but written by someone who isn't a shipper and doesn't care for Hawks joining the LoV for real lol. So I would say the first of it's kind. It was a lil hard to do because in what universe would the villains cause that sort of trouble for themselves on purpose esp when the PLF already exists at this point in time, and in what universe would the HPSC despite their moral greyness and our personal grievances against them, drop Hawks like a sack of potatoes when they need him OK so they can prevent an all out war? Easy, Dabiiiiiiii~

We've got a few funny layers to the situation. Because what happens is after employing Skeptic's help in finding Tomie, Skeptic here is 👀 about that because JACKPOT and finds the connection to the HPSC cause big ol house, occupant doesn't work, paychecks coming in from somewhere, connection to a villain, to Hawks? He hacks their database, whooo Lady Nagant huh??? But he doesn't get too far, because this is where Dabi comes in like "hey what gives, you were supposed to be the DJ to my dance party in hell" and Skeptic is all "can it wait, I found a really good scoop here" because sure, Dabi's story is good, but it really only worked because society was already uneasy, people wouldn't care enough on it's own + Dabi's main goal was to have all the blame that was bound to result from the war be directed at Endeavor because of it. Originally they wanted someone like Toga or Twice's story, but since PLF also wanted to take down heroes, Dabi's was pretty impactful too especially for taking down "the old" in society, who cling to past ideals Skeptic wants gone, which does include Endeavor and Jeanist from what we were told. So? Targeting the HPSC who are the "head" of the old order? Can we get a "hell yeah" in the chat? *insert a little something for ReDestro's sake and Skeptic never liking the League taking over or being Dabi's new phone girlfriend*

This is something strictly for the MLA's benefit, rather than Dabi's as well. It's targeting the very center of what governs hero society, that makes heroes "lawful" rather than vigilantes, exactly what they need for their "everyone is a hero, and nobody is" agenda. So Skeptic is up editing a video expose of his own, Dabi's will still be used but he's more invested in this currently, but then Dabi is like "delete that shit, it's conflicting with my story" because he was all "lmao look, we all become our fathers huh?" pitying Hawks in his video so he can pity himself "it's really no wonder since his own father was a villain!" looking all solemn and stuff to hammer in the fact "if your No.2 ended up like this because he couldn't escape the violence in his upbringing, can you imagine what that says about Endeavor? poor me, right?" and before someone reading this gets on my ass about it, Dabi is all about self-pity here, he asks Izuku too as well in 293 in response to "you aren't Endeavor!" "lmao yeah duh, but you still gotta pity me right?" so back to the story, the thing Skeptic's making is gonna make Hawks the Wrong Kind Of Victim for Dabi's needs here, it's getting off-topic from the connection he needed to make to Endeavor too. Instead of a guy who hid his name out of wanting to lie to the public about his connection to a villain, "pretending to be a hero," this is becoming "an innocent kid who had his name forcefully taken away." But the MLA love their martyr stories, as they first tried to do with Toga.

Skeptic isn't budging when this can accomplish so many of their goals for a lawless standstill, so they end up tussling for the laptop when Dabi accidentally hits the wrong key and OOP the video gets posted and they both look at each other like "well shit." And the icing on the cake is that Skeptic didn't quite get to finish what he was working on so the HPSC Expose Video only tells HALF the story, that they had Lady Nagant working as an assassin for them, her kill count, and that Hawks was her replacement, what the HPSC trained Hawks for, without the part of "since what age" it all paints him as a cold person as the HPSC's reports are all objective and detached. And Skeptic didn't get to the part where Nagant killed the former Chairman, and that's why "she's in Tartarus for killing a hero" combines with people going "HOL UP so you mean Hawks snapped like his Senpai and that's why he killed Jeanist?!" Wow! How awful! They're so alike! Citizens having a breakdown over the Wrong Kind Of Expose "Wow I Can't Believe How Ruthless Hawks Secretly Was All This Time, We Were Fooled Into Idolizing Him When He's Probably Been Plotting To Kill All Our Favorite Heroes" so they get all angry at the HPSC for Being These Kind Of People, aka "that fic moment where people think Hawks is the face of the HPSC and make him also carry all their crimes" tho it's more of a fandom moment isn't it?

So when Hawks is uh "great news! I found Shigaraki's location!" the HPSC is all *dial tone noises* because they're a lil too busy with the heat of the public, understaffed, and can't come to the phone right now because what's the best way to get Hawks desperate enough to ask the LoV for help in a way that isn't disappointing for a Hawks stan who thinks canon Hawks wouldn't give in that easily? ESPECIALLY considering who the LoV are? Can't exactly waltz up to them like "haha Twice, my man! So the truth is I'm a spy but I really like you guys so please stop killing?" Easy. Cut off his correspondence with the HPSC so he's thinking "well fudge nuggets, now what." He can get all the info the heroes need, but he can't exactly GIVE it to them, nor any other hero, he needs someone to plan the raid, organize the heroes because they'res lots of them and they can't do shit on their own without orders and the police coordinating raids. Being public enemy No.1 makes that tricky + too much info to pass onto Endeavor with another book, but not even Endeavor alone can coordinate that many heroes who are already stingy about working with each other without probable cause, they ain't gonna listen to him when they can be stealing cases off their co-workers to increase their ranking. Big PLF war who? + He can't go investigating WHICH hospital in Kyoto by the mountains here with the cameras on him, that was supposed to be the HPSC's job. So yeah, he really feels like crying right now.

So now if Hawks wants to prevent the essential doom of Japan, he needs to somehow make the villains quit from the inside. That makes him desperate enough to change tactics and this is where I'm gonna try to find a way to appeal to Twice's "gotta save my friends" nature, get some better communication between these two because canon didn't exactly let them sit down and discuss it over a pot of tea, though it's still gonna be subtle because Hawks isn't a leaky faucet with words, he's gonna try and start with worried comments about Tomura and the doctor until we get the LoV off their butts and checking in with what Ujiko is doing re: Toga. I have yet to decide what to do about Dabi lol, but I do want Tomura-Hawks' "creation" parallels to play a major role in this somehow. One thing's for sure, it's gonna be hella messy with Tomura's "I gotta destroy everything, nothing makes me happy" depression being a major rejection risk as well as a "get Hawks dusted from preventing his power-up" risk + sounding like a shifty rat there, and idk HOW Hawks is gonna appeal to him with "backstory reasons" when Hawks is…still sorting things out. But we'll figure it out!! OFA-AFO is also a major gap in intel, and it's not like Tomura isn't aware that AFO was manipulating him, he just stopped caring and thought he could overpower his Sensei's will, so heh talk about a mental exercise to figure out 🤣 the resulting conversation dialogue between them is def gonna be GOLD tho, they're just those kinds of suspenseful characters.

I really, really love this idea nonnie and I'm saying that earnestly. This sounds like a fic I would love to read because the HPSC and their role in all of this was completely shafted by Hori to focused on AFO so it's always a pleasure when fics take the time to focus on them instead and how that affects Hawks and his life.

I love the twist of Skeptic planning to use Hawks "victim" story to have the HPSC discredited (especially because the PLF could then use the "we're sooo sympathetic and stand against the rule of the HPSC and you should too" and that conflicting with Dabi's own plans (as Dabi did paint Hawks as that heartless killer in canon but with less affects because people didn't really care for the life of a villain who was going to kill them all) and that resulting in a half-truth that is posted.

I like the idea of Hawks being isolated from everyone and all of the support he once had, having to earn the trust of people by being himself and that's how he confronts the villains. Going down this route and focusing on the bonds of the LOVs (something that isn't done well in canon sadly) in order to take them down in a kill them with kindness situation is a good idea and would be a good way to demonstrate the themes Hori wants in his manga and for his heroes.

If you've gotten around to writing this, please send me the link! I'm already very intrigued and would love to read more <3 <3 <3

[burndownyourparade]

Dabi x Reader - Crossed My Heart

This literally had zero direction. It’s my first reader insert piece and it has nothing to do with the Olivia Rodrigo song, the lyric was mainly used as a loose prompt inspiration. It’s also been a long as heck time since I’ve sat down and really written anything so oof. But, I do plan on writing some more drabbles here and there. I’ve got Dabi/Touya brain rot bad. So expect a lot of him.

You used me as an alibi. I crossed my heart as you crossed the line.

pairing: dabi x reader (gender not specified)

length: 2k words

genre: angst, fluff if you squint real hard

warnings: mentions of death, the burning at sekoto peak. nothing detailed.

You’d been there. You had watched him go up in flames. The beautiful bright blue dancing across your eyes and you knew you’d never see him again. He’d be lost to you forever, but you promised.

And you were willing to do anything for him. Even if it meant breaking your own heart. 

So when you’d sit up at Sekoto Peak every year after his disappearancedeath you’d curse his name. Curse him for leaving you behind, for not coming back to you. Not even a single sign of if he was okay.. If he was still out there. 

When you’d seen this new villain on the news, just a few years ago, you had an inkling. A thought that maybe it had been him. He talked big about getting back at his father. Dishing back out everything he’d had to endure as a child. And at age 15 when you encouraged him, you never thought it would come to this. 

So today, when you sat up at Sekoto Peak, ten years after the incident, the spiteful, “Fuck you, Touya.” That left your lips didn’t go unheard. 

In all honesty he’d planned on coming clean. He had planned on coming back to you. After all, you were the only person who really meant anything to him. But then he got way too involved with Stain’s cause and the league, there was no way he was going to risk putting you in any danger. If that meant having to write you off, then so be it. 

Eventually you’d find out that Dabi was Touya, eventually you’d know that he was still alive after all these years. No more doubt would cloud your mind, but he had a feeling you’d come to hate him for waiting so goddamn long. 

It was when he’d heard his name, the anger dripping from your sweet voice that had him moving his feet towards you. He wasn’t planning to reveal himself, but he needed to at least try redeeming himself before even thinking of continuing his plan to bring down Endeavor. None of it would have meant anything if he couldn’t come back to you. If he wasn’t going to be able to run away with you like the two of you had planned.

“You have to promise you won’t tell anyone about this.” Touya held your hands in his, begging you. He was tired and run down. Bandages wrapped around his arms from his most recent burns. He didn’t know how he was going to do it. But he was going to fake his death. He was going to run away. 

You stared at him, wide eyed and reluctantly nodded your head to his plea. “Will I see you again?” The fear was evident in your voice and if that quiver didn’t give you away, then the way that your hands shook in his would. The tears in your eyes blurred your vision, but you could still see him. You could see his messy white hair fall into his bright blue eyes. You could see the bruise that was forming under the left eye, no doubt a result of training. And you wondered if this was his only solution. If this was really the only way that he’d be able to outrun this.

He could practically feel the pain reverberating off of you, it bounced off of him too. He didn’t want to leave you. But he had no other choice. He was trapped and all he wanted was to make something of himself. To prove to his father and everyone around him that he wasn’t worthless, he wasn’t a lost cause. He could do it, too. He was powerful just like Shoto. 

Touya was torn, he knew that this hurt you… Leaving you hurt him too, even if you couldn’t see it. Even if he was acting selfishly. “Of course.” He nodded, snow white hair moving wildly with the frantic nodding of his head. “I’ll come back for you and we’ll run away.” He promised, you could see the makings of a plan in his head. The way that his eyes moved when he was deep in thought, “We can start a life together. Build a house and adopt all the cats and dogs you want!” His hands moved to your shoulders, shaking you lightly with excitement before pulling you into him. His arms wrapping around you tightly.

He never cried in front of you, but today was different. He didn’t know when he’d see you after today, but he did know he refused to break his promise to you. A single tear slipped down his cheek.

“I love you, Touya.” You murmured into his shirt, breathing him in. If this was the last time in a while, then you were going to make the most of it. You tilted your head, looking up at him. Sadness washing over you and feeling your own tears begin to slip. You leaned up on your toes, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth and felt the way his lips turned upwards in a soft smile. An almost dreamy looking flashing across his face. 

“I love you too, (y/n)... I’ll come back for you, I swear.” His hands shifted again, this time to cup your cheeks and bring your lips to his. This kiss was soft and sweet, not unlike ones you’ve shared before but there was a sense of urgency to this one. Almost like he had been trying to convey every single thing he felt for you in this brief moment. He didn’t want to pull away, but when he did he felt your hands tighten around the fabric of his shirt. Just barely hearing your whisper begging him not to go, but he shook his head, gently moving your hands to take a step back from you.

“Please don’t watch…” Touya asked, giving you a gentle shove away from him. “Once you see my flames run… Run and tell someone about the fire and then go home. I’ll see you again soon, I promise.”

You bit your lip and nodded your head, running a safe distance away into the trees. Waiting to watch his flames burn around him. You stuck around a little longer than he’d asked you to, only to make sure that he was safe… That he was still okay. But you couldn’t make out anything other than the heat and Touya’s screams. 

At fifteen your heart shouldn’t have shattered that hard.

He didn’t know how you’d react to this. Hell, he didn’t even know what he was doing. Dabi had never planned on this. He was merely moving on pure emotion now. On things he thought he had forgotten, but when it came to you he was always weak. The only reason his resolve had even broken in the first place was because of how angry you sounded. The villain hated the thought of him becoming nothing to you. Ironic, when he was practically nothing to everyone else.

You stood in the same place where you both had parted ten years ago and he was quietly standing just a few feet behind you. He was uncertain of if he should reach out to you or just turn and run, was this even a good idea? But his feet wouldn’t stop and then his mouth started moving and before he knew it, he was speaking. 

“This Touya guy must have really fucked up, huh?” He cringed, ten years and this was the first thing he was saying to you? Ideally, in his head, whatever he’d dreamt up in his spare time was grandiose plans of sweeping you off your feet. He’d be done with the league, ready to pack up and start brand new. He’d have taken down Endeavor’s credibility and shattered Enji’s entire world. Yeah, that son of his who wasn’t going to amount to anything? He was something now. He was his greatest nightmare and deepest failure. And the consequences of his actions were coming back to bite him in the ass. Then, he’d be there for you. In the night he’d have found you, confessed his deepest feelings and that nothing had changed. Then you’d run away like he promised.

Your fists clenched at your sides, you recognized that voice, of course you did. How wouldn’t you when his promise haunted your dreams every night? His voice was a little deeper, raspier, richer. And for a moment, you hesitated in turning to face him, but when you did you couldn’t stop the way that your heart picked up pace. It was him, in the flesh, Touya was here. But he wasn’t Touya anymore… Not on the outside.

“Yeah, he’s a fucking asshole.” You played along with him. Both of you knew this was just a game, testing the waters to see if anything had really changed. “Promised he’d come back for me, but never showed up.” There was a smile on your face now, a sad one and Dabi felt his heart clench in his chest when he saw it. “Waited ten years for him.” You pressed, watching his reactions.

He deflated, he didn’t have an excuse. He could have come to you sooner and he knew that his whole keeping you safe excuse was bullshit. Dabi was just afraid. He was afraid of what you’d think when you saw him again. Dabi wasn’t Touya. He didn’t look like the boy you’d fallen in love with before. Smooth, pale skin was now rough and charred, the white hair with tufts of red now dyed black and coarse from the years of mistreatment. “I’m sorry.” Was all he could say.

“You could have come to me.” Your voice was soft and he knew that you were hurt. “Why didn’t you come back for me?” The way that your voice cracked made his heart break. He prided himself on being hard, on not allowing himself to feel petty emotions anymore, but unbeknownst to his comrades; you’d always be the only exception.

He was honest with you, “I was afraid.” And it was the first time in ten years that he’d been vulnerable, he was almost ready to run off with you. Dabi was ready to give up on his revenge plot against Endeavor, he just wanted to run away with you. To be just (y/n) and Touya.

“Of what?” You asked, nearly breathless and unbelieving. There was nothing he had to worry about. It didn’t matter who he was now or what he was doing. He would always be Touya to you. A boy who suffered more than he should have. The boy that you were ready to drop everything and run off with. The only boy you had ever loved and would ever love.

“I’m not the same.” He looked at you, uncertain. He still hadn’t gotten any closer to you and his hands twitched with anticipation. It had been so long since he’s held you. Dabi wanted to close the distance, to pull you into him and feel whole again.

“You’re still you.” You countered, shaking your head. You weren’t about to give the villain any room for excuses. He was still him and that’s all he’d ever be to you. You knew that he knew that. 

“I’m sorry.” He repeated, this time Dabi took a step closer to you. Carefully watching your movements, gauging on if he could move any closer. When there wasn’t any move on your part to shift away from him he took another step. And another.. Another, another, until he was wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. His lips gently touch the crown of your head, inhaling your scent. “Run away with me.”

You returned his touch almost immediately, arms wrapping around his thin middle. Melting into him and letting out a sob of relief, you were home again. “I thought you’d never ask.”

[appples]

Fire v Fire

Bakugou x Reader, Dabi x Reader

TW: non-con, sexual assault

18+

“Katsuki, please!” he froze when he heard me use his first name. “Go, before it’s too late! You can’t get involved in this, it’s not your problem.” I put on my bravest face and tried to smile through it all. Pain was the least of my concern, shame and guilt were weighing much heavier.

“What are you talking about? How am I not in this already?!” He was screaming.

“Please forget about me!”

“I can’t! Even if I wanted to, I could never!” Bakugou’s speech was becoming strained, the erratic emotions seeping into his words.

“Isn’t this so sweet.” Dabi sneered as he stood behind me, continuing with his desires no matter what actions I took. In a quick burst he tore my clothing away, as if they were paper. I wanted to scream, although I don’t know if I did or not. Still holding my arms bound above my head, Dabi began to touch me  in front of Bakugou. Each of the two had such warm and familiar touches against my skin. He pinched at my nipples and kissed my neck from behind, I had to close my eyes. The look of anguish on Bakugou’s face was too much. 

Dabi’s grip tightened around my wrists, his free hand snaking its way down my body, already familiar with it like a worn roadmap. Settling over my pelvis, my pants were quickly pulled down. I didn’t bother to cry out this time. My face was too red with embarrassment to lift my eyes and meet Katsuki’s. With my pants removed, it was abvious to see where the embarssment was stemming from. The sun danced across the shimmering slick running down my thighs. Snapping my eyes shut was the only reprieve I could find. Instead, Dabi’s laughter pierced right through.

“Would you just look at this, Princess here is so wet she’s practically dripping. Maybe she really is just a whore and has been playing us all along. I guess we should find out.” Dabi moved his free hand before Inserting two of his fingers in me. I cried out.

“You fucking monster, leave her alone!” Dabi howled with laughter at Bakugou’s threats.

“I’m the one in control here. If you get any closer, I will burn the bitch from the inside out.” Bakugou froze in place, horror sweeping across him as he began to comprehend what was likely about to happen.

“Have you fucked her yet? Hmm, by the look on your face I would say you’re simping hard. Well I have, and I’m going to tell you all about it while you watch Princess here put on a show. Or even better yet, should I just fuck her infront of you?” After what Bakugou had shared with me over the time we spent together I had a terrible feeling that this might be what breaks him.

“Fuck me, this bitch is already so fucking wet.” There was malice in his laughter. He leaned down, continuing to laugh next to my ear. “I wonder how fast I can make you scream again. Make you cry for my cock in front of this failure of a hero, make you beg like the whore you showed me you were before.” While he spoke his thumb began kneading my clit, sending my body into spasms almost immediately. Then the whining started. Try as I might to hold my tongue, I couldn’t keep the whimpers and whines at bay. They crept out as my pussy throbbed and begged. Slick continued to run down my leg for Bakugou to see.

[blackvelvetwriteson]

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

                               (  ~ Villain Kirishima Eijirou x Kidnapped Hero-Turned-Villain Gender Neutral Reader Insert ~ )

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GENRE: Smut and Fluffy Fluff!                                                                  

FANDOM: Boku No Hero Academia (My Hero Academia)

TRIGGER WARNINGS: SMUT! This time it’s pretty intense. God complex, drugs usage/mention, abuse, biting/marking, dubcon, cumflation, dacryphilia, somnophilia, degradation, blood play. There’s also some angst if you look hard enough.

SUMMARY: REQUESTED!! Requested by: @itzmekuka​    “𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘟 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘗𝘳𝘰-𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺 ( 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 ✨👄🍆💦) 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 _ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥𝘵       ~𝘶𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘢”

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Ah! This was actually so fun for me to write and I’m absolutely SO sorry if this is so intense. I read it over and over and over and it even bordered a little intense for me as an author. If this made you uncomfortable, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know and I’ll write a different version that’s not so intense! I’m also VERY sorry it took so long, Tumblr didn’t want to show me that you sent me a request!

WORD COUNT: 6548

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(Headers are mine, but the art inside of them are not! Please don’t steal or repost without credit!)

     The city around you was crumbling; the one you swore to protect as a pro hero. You were one of the better knowns sitting at the impressive spot of rank 5. That’s why everybody was relying on you, everybody that was successfully evacuated eyes were locked on the news trying to see if you’d escape safely or save their precious city. The scent of charred tree bark and burning trees filled your nose as you ran; that is what you had to do at this point. It was only you on the scene against Shigaraki who’d gone crazy, Dabi, and Toga. Dabi, in his usual fashion had his dead, icy eyes fixated on you, alternating his hands in his pockets as he torrented wave after wave of melting blue flames in front of him, off to the side, giving no time for breath, no time for anybody that could’ve been alive to escape. Some of the flames licked your body, some of your hero costume burned off, your skin burning as blood ran down the tender scalded bits. Keep running. 

     That’s all that was on your mind, your head spinning as you inhaled ash and the thick smoke of the area around you, stumbling as your adrenaline started to give up on you. Why were they after you? They all seemed so focused on you, all of them from the start beelining it towards you the second their feet hit the ground. Your eyes started to flutter and you found it hard to stay awake, Toga appearing from the trees with a hellish smile on her face as she fought trying to lure you back into the inferno. You lazily tried to dodge every time she swung her knife, dealing a few weak hits that at least made her a little disorientated, palming her ribcage making her cry out, but in return, she plunged one of her blades deep in your forearm, her crazed smile flitting to the flood of blood running down your arm.

     “Arigato gozaimasu (Y/N)- Chan~” She giggled as you tried to fight her off. “Maybe we can become goooood good good good friends!” She licked her lips as she drooled, crushing your forearms into the ground with her feet. “You’re being the hero you WANT to be, to me,” she said as she admired the capsule full of blood. You tried moving your head to stay awake, the soot coating your lungs not helping. Your body started to feel tingly and you couldn’t help but to try to fight even after Toga had hopped off into hiding. “She’s all yours~” Is all you heard; it was Toga for sure, but you didn’t know who she was talking to. Your vision was hazy now, your body feeling heavy like you were chained to the floor. You saw a familiar… Almost… Figure towering over you with hungry bright red eyes, his tongue running over his sharp pearly white teeth. From where you were right now, it was an intimidating sight, you tried to squirm and get away, turning on your stomach, crawling helplessly, shivers running up your spine as you heard the sadistic chortle that was brewing in the anonymous figure’s chest.

     “Where are you going, (Y/N)?! You know you can’t escape me,” he snorted as he walked towards you. Your body froze at the familiar voice that carried so much bass you were rattled to your core. “Ooh, you remember now, huh?!” He chuckled as he grabbed the back of your head and he pushed your face into the ground, standing over you as he stared at you with a ravenous expression. “All of this is for YOU, (Y/N),” he growled as he ran his fingers through your hair, yanking your head back, tears filling your eyes as you yelped out and looked at your destroyed city. “What kinda hero are you, (Y/N)? They’re supposed to depend on you but you ran… Just like that day…. You ran away from me,” he hummed in a sot of annoyed remembrance. “I NEEDED YOU, AND YOU RAN,” he yelled as he yanked your head back, turning you onto your back again so that you could look up at him looming over you. “Now I have this ugly ass scar… Right over my nose… And down my arm… Do you see it? Hm? Maybe we should get some more LIGHT in here so we CAN see it, right?” His eyes were crazed, you didn’t know him anymore- hell, you thought he’d died! At least you could sort of live with that- kind of. You shook your head, unable to speak, your tongue heavy. “HEY DABI,” he called out with a soft laugh. “GET OVER HERE, WE NEED SOME LIGHT!” He waited a moment hearing no response, slow footsteps approaching before suddenly stopping, a sudden wave of heat blanketing your body as you flinched, some of the stray embers singeing your hair. You winced as he held you down, able to see his scars that he was talking about. You were going to attempt speaking, but you couldn’t, his hand wrapped around your neck, palming your airway only allowing you to let out choked cries. “See it now, (Y/N)?… I know you do… And even after all of that- how you fucking left me and then told everybody I died; that’s cold, (Y/N)… But I still can’t help but to love you, yknow… Even though you let me get kidnapped…. Beat up… And then told everyone I died but I mean come on baby,” he laughed darkly as he looked over at Dabi. “That was probably the best thing you coulda did because this is the best thing that has ever happened in my life! Well… Aside from catching you again… Even if you’re choking… But I don’t want to hurt you, no! Of course not! Actually, I say we CELEBRATE, right? A momentous occasion where I was risen from the dead! And now YOU’RE gonna have your dance with the Devil… Whether you like it or fucking not,” he smirked down at you. “So resilient… I’m surprised you’re still awake! Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you too bad… I LOVE YOU after all… After everything, after all is said and done. I haven’t lost my chivalry, I’m just the most chivalrous VILLAIN instead of a hero because I realized how fucking fake all of you are… Only getting faker the higher up in rank you climb and for what? All you ever did was run so how the FUCK are you at number five? I don’t know… Maybe the same reason that All Might was number one for a decade or two by lying,” he sneered as he giggled and he picked you up, letting your feet dangle in the air. This was it, you thought, the moment you were going to die. “You never were the model hero… And I still have faith in you… So… Eh.. We’ll deal with that when the moment comes… But no matter what, HERO, you’re going to love me back,” he growled as he pulled you closer, pressing a rough kiss into your lips, biting your lip so hard it’d started to bleed. You let out a strangled squeak, your body going limp and feeling warm. Somehow you felt an odd sense of comfort feeling him kiss you, feeling his teeth gnaw at your lip, feeling his tongue explore your mouth. You’d let yourself go and gave him the moan he wanted to hear so bad. “You like that baby,” he whispered against your lips with a gravelly giggle. “Yeah you do… You’re gonna get more of that where we’re going…. Don’t make too much noise now,” he laughed as he set you down and punched you HARD in the face causing you to pass out. He caught your limp body and draped you over his shoulder nodding in Dabi’s direction signaling that he got what he came for and they could go back to base.

—

     To the best of your knowledge, not too much time had passed since you’d been taken and you woke up in a daze, your whole body numb and trembling. You groaned softly, swaying from side to side, chained with your arms crossed over your body, chained to your ankles, then further restrained to the floor with a brace around your arms to make sure you didn’t slump over. You were unaware of where you were and who was by you, the soft voices sounding distant until your hair was snatched back again and you opened your eyes fully. “Wake up, Pebble,” you heard his gravelly voice in your ear as you came to, the harsh slaps to your cheeks not necessarily helping your cause. You allowed your eyes to focus on the man in front of you. You didn’t know if it was just you or whatever drugs they’d pumped you full of in your time in the dank room, but he looked almost angelic as he loomed over you. You, of course, already loved him and thought he was the best thing ever when you went to school together, but now… So many years later… His black/brown roots of his hair were starting to show, gradienting into the iconic red you’d grown accustomed to. Since his hair had spent so long getting tamed, his mane was full with fluffy spikes- some drooping, some not, going every which way on his head in such a way that made him look that much better- practically blanketing his broad shoulders, his sharp eyes staring condescendingly down at you. He was wearing a suit shirt that was a satiny red and was just begging to burst from his muscular body, seemingly freshly ironed black jeans to match along with black and red boots… And… Fingerless gloves. He licked over his sharp teeth as he noticed you checking him out and he let out a hollow laugh. “Like whatcha see? Hm? Am I still the manliest you’ve ever laid eyes on,” he laughed as he watched you squirm, his hand only twisting in your hair causing you to cry out. “Well?! ANSWER ME,” he growled out before planting a harsh slap across your face causing you to jolt against your restraints. Tears immediately pricked your eyes as you looked up at him.

“K-Kirishima,” you whispered out weakly, your throat parched from before, a cold sweat having broken out on your body. “H-How long have I been here…” Your eyes frighted rolling back into your head, the drugs having gotten to you a little more causing you to wince. Honestly, you felt like you were going to throw up, but you couldn’t help but to keep your eyes on him.

“You still didn’t answer my question,” he hummed as he stood up and paced the dimly lit room in front of you. “What a shame… Oh well, I mean it’s more fun for me- that I get to have… With you… My adorable little slave…” He looked over at you with a side eye and he smirked a little, huffing a small laugh through his nostrils before swaying his head to get his bangs out of his face. “You’re a fool to challenge a god,” he said lowly. “Especially one as… Well.. The best one. Myself…”

A god? Who the hell was talking to you right now? This definitely wasn’t Kirishima Eijiro… Not the one you met all of those years ago at UA… Not the one you were training to become a hero with. Who the fuck was this? You ignored that one pang that struck you that told you it was kind of hot that he thought of himself that way. You shook your head and hissed softly at the surge of pain that shot through your body. “I’m not your s-sla-“ mid sentence, you were interrupted with a slap that made you cry out again, your body broken, bruised, bloody, and sore… Your lungs were sore, everything was sore. You could barely even stay awake. He kneeled in front of you and tilted your chin tenderly so that he could admire the tears rolling down your face but also the nice bruises he left you.

“You are EXACTLY what I say you are… You’re the stupid pitiful hero that let yourself get caught by a dangerous man like myself, baby,” he said softly, practically straddling your lap as he fed you another gently, loving kiss. He didn’t bite your lip, he didn’t even pull away quickly. He pushed a soft hum into your lips as he trembled and allowed his hand to go to the wall next to your head. “You liked that… Didn’t you,” he murmured against your lips drunkenly, his eyes halfway open gazing into yours, and suddenly a pang of lust and… Adoration surged your body. You didn’t even know that you nodded until you saw his reaction. “Yeaaahh… I know you did… They all usually do,” he teased, just to get a rise out of you. And it worked. He popped his knuckles as he stood up and he popped his neck too, spinning on his heel as he picked up a small remote. “Let’s play the quiet game baby,” he said as he pressed on the remote, your legs trembling as you tried to grasp what happened. It was a vibrator lodged deep inside of you, of course, and your legs had started trying to give out. You also heard metal clinking together as Kirishima removed his belt, a big metal red R in the middle of it. “Here’s what’s gonna happen,” he smirked at you as he undid your restraints to the floor and he led you over to a chair, pushing you to fall into it. You were bent over the seat and he just admired the sight, you could hear the heavy breathing behind you accompanied by the small growls as you tried to stay awake long enough to know what was going on.

“You… Are gonna be bent over…. L-Like that,” he said with the occasional shaky breath, his own bulge forming and pressing against his jeans just seeing you bent over the chair so helplessly, your uneven breathing escaping into the air around the two of you. “And I’m gonna control this toy however I damn well please,” he said as he upped the level on the vibrator. “I put it in when you were sleeping! I figured you wouldn’t mind,” he said as he walked around so that you could see him, his bulge and all. “And… While I’m controlling this, you’re not gonna say anything, make a single noise, or even so much as breathe the wrong way or…” He showed off his sleek leather belt with a soft laugh. “You see this beautiful ‘R’ right in the middle here? It’s gonna brand that sweet ass of yours… And I’ll take pictures and videos and show EVERYBODY just who you belong to… Little hero slut,” he spat as he tugged your hair back to make you look up at him again. “Do you understand me,” he growled as he slapped your ass with his hardened hand. You whimpered softly and watched as his arrogant stare became smug as he stood up and he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular, veiny forearms. You couldn’t help but to shake your ass in anticipation. He let out a low groan and he bit his lip as he watched you squirm and shake for him. At this point, he figured it was just the drugs that were pumped into you kicking in again, but to you it was much more than that. You liked him even when y’all went to school together, and that only intensified once you both became pro heroes. Then he fell off of the face of the earth and it was told that he died in action. This was your first day back in work since then and this is what happened? He was alive? And.. He had you in his grasp. You were scared to lose him again, and you wanted him to know how much he meant to you… But the drugs also made your body feel heavy and it made your mind hazy how just his words had an effect on you. You caught the glint of that pretty metallic red ‘R’ on his belt and you couldn’t help but to drool over him. He noticed how your eyes were fixated on his bulge and he smirked a little with a soft grunt, his fingers tactfully unzipping his pants as he tilted his head and licked over his sharp teeth again.

“Oh I forgot how much of a needy slut you were,” he whispered softly as he let out another soft laugh. “You want to suck my cock don’t you? Yeah I know you do,” he said softly, slowly pulling his cock from his jeans, stroking it as he used his other hand to force your head back. “Open up,” he growled, slapping you before forcing himself inside of your mouth. Instantly, you teared up both from the hard hit he dealt but also from how quickly he filled your mouth and all of those sweet groans he was letting out for you. You whined as you felt him slowly thrusting his hips into your mouth, forcing himself down your throat more and more. “Oh fuck,” he gasped out quietly, starting to move the chair a little as he pushed your head into him harder and faster, slowly starting to find his rhythm. “Y-Yeah,” he whispered softly as he upped the level of the vibrator making your legs give out right under you. “I know it’s big, but you don’t have to show it all on your face,” he slurred out as he twisted his hand in your hair again making you whimper and whine as you choked on his cock, your face drenched with soot and your tears as you let him use your throat as his fleshlight. “Deeper,” he moaned out as his back arched. “Take me deeper!” He smacked your ass with his belt and he moaned at the sounds, the sound of the leather hitting your skin, that big red R in the middle smacking against your ass bruising it, that choked moan you let out as he sucked in a sharp breath. “Choke on it, choke… Ch-Choke… On… It,” he whimpered out as tears pricked his own eyes. “F-FUCK! Who would’ve thought you were so good at s-sucking d-dick,” he moaned out as he lolled his head to one side, staring down at you with a soft smile; a ray of sweet light breaking through that rough exterior of his that came with being a villain. He gently caressed your face, his thumb swiping your warm tears before he forced himself further into your throat, watching the bulge form and then disappear again. “Suck it harder! S-Suck it l-like it’s your fucking god, (Y/N),” he growled as he forced you as deep as he could go, holding you down on his cock, feeling you choke on it, taking in all of your gags, watching as you drooled, feeling as you squirmed and tried to suck up all of the saliva you could.

“Oh hell yeah,” he whimpered out as he shuddered. “Oh fuck fuck fuck,” he whined as he smacked your ass with the belt again. You felt like you were about to pass out and your eyes rolled back into your head before you whined softly as he pulled his cock out of your mouth. “Do you like the taste of your god’s precum,” he growled as he stroked himself slowly. “I know you do,” he whined as he forced himself into your mouth again, and you looked up at him with soft whimpers of protest. “I KNOW YOU DO,” he whimpered as he smacked your ass with that belt again, watching the R brand itself into your skin. He felt you tighten up and he pulled your head back into him, bottoming out inside of your mouth again as his eyes crossed. “F-Fuuucckk,” he whimpered out quietly as he threw his head back. “I-I’M YOUR F-FUCKING GOD,” he moaned out as he tried not to cum so quick. “S-Suck it l-like- O-Oh fuck,” he groaned out as he caressed the back of your head before filling your mouth and throat with his cum. He curled his fingers into your hair and pushed you down on him more, his eyes rolling back into his head as his hips jolted and he orgasmed, his whole body tense as he panted, trying to catch his breath. “D-Don’t… L-Let a s-single… F-Fucking… Drop… Out,” he said shakily, slowly pulling out of your mouth, your gaze locked on him and how perfect he looked in this state of ecstasy.  You watched the cum and saliva that was left on his cock drip to the ground as he reeled and brought himself back, looking down at you smirking at your dazed fucked out expression. “Oh baby,” he whispered softly as he kneeled in front of you, tilting your chin up a little. “You… Cute little thing,” he said with a small, sweet smile- even softer than the one he gave you before. You looked up at him and made soft chittering noises as you accepted the soft act and you tried to reach out to him but couldn’t.

“I wanna see it in your mouth,” he said softly as he squished your cheeks and watched some of the cum drip down your face. “Open wide… Show me how you take the cum of a fucking god,” he whispered harshly as you opened your mouth for him and stuck your tongue out. He grunted and closed his eyes as he tried to keep himself from getting too turned on again and he let out a shaky breath. “You really are a needy hero whore,” he said with a smirk, running his fingers through your hair, smiling at all of the cum dripping down your face. “You dirty… Filthy hero slut…” He stood up and snapped his belt with a soft growl and he hummed softly. “Fuck… This feels so good… I know what you want,” he said as he strolled behind you. “Tell me how bad you fucking want it,” he said as he slapped the belt across your ass again with a condescending laugh watching you spasm on the chair, unable to move. “Ah… You and those useless legs.. Can’t even hold you up- now you’ll have bruised knees. What a shame,” he teased as he struck you again.

“P-PLEASE,” you cried as you sniffed back tears, trying to arch your back just squirming against the chair. “I-I w-wanna f-feel you I-inside,” you whimper out as you let your head hang. “P-Please! F-Fuck me p-please,” you whined as your eyes burned with tears. “I want to feel y-you d-deep inside… Please!” You wanted to look back at him but your body wouldn’t let you. You heard him shuffle behind you, hoping that you’d be able to feel him inside of you, but you felt his large, warm hand caressing your inner thighs instead and you fell weaker as your breath stopped.

“Aw… What nice begging you did… But it looks like someone came without asking,” he growled as he stood up again, giving you a half second to breathe before he dealt another harsh slap, ‘R’s bruised into your skin. He gave a breathy groan and he stretched his arms out as he looked down at your bruised skin. “Looks like you’re getting punished… It wouldn’t be manly of me otherwise,” he said with a soft sigh, adjusting his shirt before dealing you slap after slap, blow after blow, soft groans and giggles of content punctuating each and every single one. “Oh yeah,” he whispered softly as he smirked. “Tell me how much you love it when I spank that sexy ass of yours,” he commanded as he shuddered. At this point, you were too out of it to speak, not being able to muster up more than soft mewls. He couldn’t help but to smirk as he suddenly shoved his cock inside of you, your eyes widening as you felt your insides conform to his shape.

“K-KIRI-“ you were cut off by your own pants and moans before feeing his fingers in your mouth. He bottomed out inside of you, already, and of course, there was a little bit of blood because of how sudden it was. He watched on with soft growls, slipping a hardened hand under the shirt to your hero costume that was already ripped. A small tug made quick work of the shirt, your back completely exposed to him. He let out soft whines as you constricted around him, subtly grinding your hips after you got over the pain of him suddenly rutting inside of you. You sucked on his fingers with soft mewls, drooling more, practically dumb from every single ounce of attention he payed you.

“Yeah,” he whispered softly as he lowered his lips against the skin of your lower back, taking in your scent, his eyes closing as he bit his lip, placing soft kisses on your lower back. Your eyes crossed as you tried arching your back into him. “Suck my fingers just like that,” he whispered, smiling as he watched the goosebumps run like waves over your skin. He continued to feed you soft kisses against your back, taking his time as he travelled up, his hands wandering over your body slowly, his hold commanding but still soft. If he wanted you to move, you did, and honestly you were fine with it. “Stop moving,” he commanded as he closed his eye, licking over the spots he kissed too. His warm tongue made you slick with precum, loving how warm he made you feel. You couldn’t do anything but moan around his fingers as he forced you to cockwarm him. He made sure to take extra care of you, gently working his way up your body as his hands followed and massaged every inch of you resting at your waist as he made it to your neck. It sounded like he was having trouble breathing, giving you short deep thrusts as he kissed at your neck. “O-Oh fuck you’re so tight,” he slurred out drunkenly as he closed his eyes. “F-Fuck fuck fuck…” He licked along your neck, grazing your skin with his teeth, still teasing you as the drugs made you almost pass out as well as how your insides conformed to the shape of his cock. “Just like that,” he whispered against your skin as he nibbled the sides of your neck. “Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you,” he commanded again, slapping your ass hard with his hand this time. It made you jolt and you let out a choked moan, sucking harder on his fingers with tears still running down your face. “Only good slaves get what they ask for,” he growled and you still felt the vibrator pulsating inside of you making you light headed. You drooled around his fingers as you gave him soft mewls and he only laughed at how fucked out you were already.

“Too much already? I haven’t even done anything to you yet,” he slurred out in your ear with a delighted grin. It felt like he was pulling out to give you some time to breathe, but he instantly snapped his hips back up into you with a loud moan, his teeth digging into the nape of your neck as you yelped out weakly. The hurt was accompanied by intense pleasure that made you quiver all the way down to your core, the condescending laughs and growls that followed making you light headed almost seeing stars. “Take it,” he moaned out as he kissed the bite in the nape of your neck which was now covered in beads of blood.

“K-Kiri-“ you choked out as you crossed your eyes. “P-Please! ’S t-too much,” you whine as you tremble and convulse on the chair under him, happily smushed into his body. “P-Please! S-Stop,” you whimpered out weakly, but he was still pounding deep inside of you, one of his large hands palming your neck from behind, his fingers crushing your trachea so you only let out choked cries and whimpers, your legs practically numb.

“Sorry! Dirty little h-hero sluts d-don’t get to say no!” He used his free hand to dig into your skin making you bleed more. “The h-harder I choke you, the more you t-tighten around me! W-What if the public knew what a whore for villain cock you were, hm? And you’re s-supposed to be a hero,” he scoffed as his bruising grip tightened around your neck, making your tongue loll out of your mouth as your eyes crossed and you struggled to stay awake. With each thrust he seemed like he was getting rougher, you were unable to move, you couldn’t even moan anymore, you were left with your labored breathing unable to fight it anymore, not being able to stick through his death grip he had on your neck. It seemed like one harsh movement of his thumb would break your neck, but you had no more resolve to fight it. “F-Fuck yeah! Ah fuck my cock,” he groaned out as he let your neck go feeling you fall limp under him. He let you stay passed out as he abused your hole how he wanted to, his smirk only growing as his tongue pushed out of his mouth, drooling as he drove himself crazy using you how he wished. “F-Fuck! Fuck I’m gonna c-cum s-so fucking hard,” he growled, digging his fingers into the bruised, tender bite mark, your blood smearing over his hand. He couldn’t help but to lick his hand clean, his gaze locked on your limp body as he thrashed you about, but he wanted you to be awake when he filled you up.

He gave you a harsh, wet slap and pulled your hair back, smirking at all of the bruises on your body that was for him. “R-RISE AND SHINE,” he growled as he slapped your ass harshly as he threw his head back and let out a loud laugh, crushing his chuckles with a growl as he forced your head to one side, licking up your neck until he made it to your ear, his stern tone making you wake up a little more. “I said wake. Up. Slut,” he whispered as he bit his lip. “I won’t ask nicely next time,” he growled as he pulled you down on his cock more. “F-FUCK,” He groaned out as he ducked his arm under one of yours, his arm pressing against your chest, easily pulling you up so that your back was rested against his toned chest, forcing you to bounce on him, forcing you to take him balls deep inside. “Oh this f-feels s-so m-much b-better,” he moaned in your ear with a soft growl, his nails digging into your skin marking you, watching the beads of blood roll down your body as he continued to rail into you, his own moans breathless. You were halfway awake as you clenched around him and let your arms fall helplessly still unable to move on your own. He whispered in your ear right before he came inside of you.

“O-Oh f-fuck,” he gasped as he kissed the side of your neck gently before growling into your ear. “Y-Yeah you like that huh? Hm?” He slapped your ass hard, his nails digging into your tender thigh. His hand forced your legs open as he nipped at you, scratched at you, growled into you, his face red, his body coated in sweat. “Yeah you do,” he whispered softly. “Y-You l-like it when a-a m-man takes control, huh? Hm? Yeah you do,” he growled as he forced your face into a nearby wall, grinding hard into him as his legs seemingly took up a mind of their own. “That’s WHY I b-became a villain baby,” he said with a smirk as he kissed up and down your neck, smiling as he admired your tears on your blood and sweat drenched body. “You like it when someone ca-can fucking take control of you like this! Fuck you like a dumb slut against the wall!” He growled as he kissed up the back of your neck. “You’re so fucking dumb right now baby,” he whispered with a soft giggle. “D-Drooling over villain cock… The cock of a fucking king!” He pushed your hips against the wall with a loud groan, his fingers going deeper into your mouth, grabbing your tongue, watching your saliva run down your face. “You’re so pretty like this! MY fucking toy,” he growled as he closed his eyes, slowing down a little as he nipped your ear. “Oh fuck I’m gonna cum right inside of that tight hole of yours,” he mumbled in your ear. “But I’m gonna make you milk me… Slowly… Gently,” he said as he took a deep breath, gently brushing your hair out of the way, kissing the side of your head as he smiled a little.

“You like this,” he whispered as he dealt you slow, deep, hard thrusts that were definitely more comfortable as he blushed and let out soft sultry moans, his hands gently guiding your hips into his and then away from his. He held you against him lovingly, groaning needily as he massaged over your marks, his hands covered in your blood. “Make me cum… Make me cum baby,” he whimpered as he kissed the side of your head, down your neck, your ear, then on your neck and shoulder, punctuating every single thrust of his hips with a soft groan. “I love you,” he mumbled to you softly, his body tensing as he edged himself closer and closer to cumming. “I-I love you,” he whispered, sounding like he was about to cry. “I-I always have,” he whimpered quietly as he thrusted hard into you, nipping into your soft, supple neck. “C-Cum with me because you’re m-mine! Mine! F-Fucking mine,” he whined as he he rolled his body into yours. “I’m the only one that c-can fill you up the right way! I’m the one that can  fuck you the right way! T-The only one w-with c-cock big enough to satisfy you! The only one that can take control of you t-the right way!” He growled before pulling you onto him hard, filling you with his warm, sticky cum. He dug his nails into your skin as he watched your cum mix with his after it left a bulge in your stomach. “Oh fuck yeah,” he whispered softly as he slowly came down from his high as he watched the bulge he pushed into your stomach because of his cum. He trembled feeling his cum mixed with yours running down his leg. He hugged you close, hiding his face behind your shoulder, tears from his own overstimulation soaking his face, his breathing shaky as he slowly released you from his hold. Immediately, you slumped against the wall, Kirishima’s arms being the only thing holding you up. You trembled and whimpered softly, not even able to turn your head, barely even able to open your mouth.

“I m-meant what I said,” he said after awhile, slowly dusting your upper back with soft kisses, his hands hardened only halfway, massaging your back to help ease your pain a little. “I really do love you… But after it was expressed that I died in action… I couldn’t come back out… Hero work- well I wasn’t cut out for it,” he said as he pulled his pants back on, adjusting himself except having his messy hair. “This… This was the thing that made the most sense… This was the only way to get back to you,” he said sweetly as he took a deep breath and he bit his lip, picking you up with a soft grunt. “Cmere baby,” he said softly as he sat on the ground, cradling you in his lap, pulling your head against his chest. “Shh.. I know it hurts… I’m so sorry for hurting you… Calling you mean things- that wasn’t manly of me,” he said as he gently stroked your face. “I don’t actually think you’re a slut… or a whore… or… something like that. I was a little too intense,” he whispered softly as he kissed the crown of your head. “You mean everything to me. I already lost you once… I don’t want to lose you ever again…” He tilted your head up gently and he caught your gaze. He smiled and kissed the tip of your nose and he shook his head slowly. “… Please be mine,” he said softly. “I-I don’t care about social status or labels or anything! I don’t care if I’m a fucking villain and you’re a hero… And I wouldn’t care vice versa… I-I just…” He teared up and he looked away, biting his lip as he tried not to get too emotional. You reached up gently and weakly, your arm trembling as your fingers met his hot skin and you slowly stroked his face.

“Hey,” you whimpered hoarsely. “I’m all d-drugged up or whatever… But please believe me when I say that… I love you too… I always do… I mean have… Ugh,” you lolled your head back only to have Kirishima’s hand gently lift your head up gently and rest it against your chest again. “S-Since high school,” you squeaked before hiding into him taking in his scent. “I love you, Kirishima,” you whispered softly as you shook your head.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as he stood up again, whimpering softly at how sensitive he was from how fast and hard he was moving. “Oh fuck,” he whispered softly, covering you up. “Let me run a nice bath for you… You can wear some of my clothes afterwards… I think Mr. Compress actually made some food, so you’ll eat good… But… Please,” he practically begged, his hand cupping your face as his glistening keen eyes stared into your sleepy ones. “Please don’t leave me again,” he whimpered as he hugged into you, kissing your shoulder gently.

“I won’t,” you smiled weakly at him, trying not to fall asleep again. “I don’t want to,” you reassured, running your fingers through his smooth, messy, fiery red hair. “I’m yours… I’m all yours… I l-love you Kirishima Eijiro,” you whispered before laying limp in his arms, the drugs catching up with you as you fell asleep.

He looked down at you with the most protective stare and he smiled sweetly at you, standing in the middle of the corridor to stare at you. His smile was lazy and sleepy as he stared at you. “I’m so happy that you’re finally mine… Finally… I’ll take such good care of you… It’s the manliest thing for me to do,” he whispered softly, gently kissing your forehead with a soft wispy giggle.

[korpuskat]

Cinnamon Burn [Dabi/Reader]

[Ao3 Mirror]

Rating: Mature Word Count: 5,296 Summary: An incredibly drunk Dabi hits on you and things get a little out of hand- emotionally and physically. Contains: angst, self-depreciation, whiskey dick, drunken shenanigans, 

Gender and Sex-neutral Reader Insert

Mild Dubcon warning (both parties are inebriated), mild emeto warning

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“Don’t let him overdo it, you don’t know what he gets like.” Himiko warns you- or perhaps she meant to direct it to Kurogiri, the only person actually making drinks. Her cheeks are flushed bright red, her mouth hanging open. You’re almost certain she’s only had one shot- something a deep scarlet that made her squeal in appreciation- but she leans hard on the bar’s counter and gestures vaguely with a knife, “He gets all waaa, waa, I’m Dabi,” She breaks off laughing and you can’t help but grin, even if her impression was terrible.

“The brat’s already wasted.” Dabi complains. You think it’s meant to be scathing, but it comes across as playful- like he’s too amused at Himiko’s frankly pathetic tolerance to really be annoyed at her equally pathetic impersonation. “Should get her home before she’s passed out here.”

“Whaaaat?” She squeals, stumbles forward until she’s hanging off your shoulders, one hand raised towards Dabi. “We’ve slept here before, what’s the big deal?”

“Cause Shigaraki’s drinking too for once, not going off to play with his games.” Dabi tips his glass towards your leader. Across the bar Shigaraki stiffens immediately, his sneer plainly visible with Father moved up a few inches so he can join you in drinking, already expecting the insult that’s coming. “Best leave before he remembers he’s never touched a-”

You smack Dabi’s arm, hiss out a shocked but not unamused, “Dabi!” 

He turns towards you, pretends to rub at where the back of your hand has so obviously bruised him. “You’re drunker than you look, maybe you should be the one going home.”

“Thought you all wanted to celebrate a good mission, but here I am stuck with this.” Shigaraki spits, his free hand already raising towards his neck. “Everyone else is already gone, she’s drunk,” His head tips towards Himiko, who giggles too loud, “He’s an asshole,”

Dabi grins into his drink. “Nothing to do with the alcohol on that one.”

“And you,” Shigaraki turns towards you, his nails scraping across pale skin. “You’re not even drinking.”

“I’ve had a drink!” You protest, show off your long empty cup. Even you can admit it’s a shitty attempt to get them off your back.

“Nah, I agree with Crusty on this one.” Dabi says, taking your glass with too much dexterity for someone who’s at least three shots into the night.

“Fuck off.” Shigaraki turns on his heel and marches through the curtain, “Get the fuck out of my bar.”

Dabi sniggers, flaunts your empty glass again, urging Kurogiri to fill it again with whatever sweet concoction he’d made before. “C’mon Giri, give ‘em another drink.”

Foggy hands don’t move, his head still half-turned towards the curtain where Shigaraki had left. His voice rumbles out, “I don’t think that’s-”

“I’m fine, really, Kurogiri. Don’t mind him.” You wave your hand at Dabi’s scowl, choosing to ignore it and nodding towards Himiko- who was already falling asleep, halfway drooling on your shirt. “You mind sending this one home? Don’t think anyone’s at the safehouse in Kashikuu.”

Kurogiri hesitates, eyes up Dabi with a golden, measuring glance before audibly sighing. He crosses from behind the bar, gently taking her off your shoulder- you’re still not quite sure how his misty hands support weight, but he guides her into a dark, swirling portal. Himiko mumbles something as she goes and you wave at her, wish her a good night.

And just like that, you’re alone with him.

Dabi wastes no time. As soon as Kurogiri has stepped through, his knee comes up on the stool, boosting himself up and over the bar. He reaches with one arm, stretches as far as he can to grab some hidden bottle from behind the counter. “You’re no fun.” He complains, already pouring whatever he’s snatched into his cup- and then into your empty glass as well. “One more drink, then you can go be fucking boring somewhere else.”

You snort, “Wow, really persuasive.” He sets the drink before you- and before you can even pick it up, Dabi’s throwing his head back, the amber liquid disappearing behind scarred lips. “Slow down. What even is this?” You give the glass a sniff- cinnamon washes over your senses, makes you recoil and blink.

“Fireball.” He says, his voice gone low and rough from the alcohol. He doesn’t even hesitate, already pouring himself another shot. “And you’re too slow.”

You should’ve guessed with how many cartons of cigarettes he’d blow through on a mission what he was like with alcohol. “Fucking hell, Dabi.” You swallow down half the glass, throat burning- but you can’t tell if it’s the cinnamon or the alcohol.

“Just ‘cause you can’t handle a good time doesn’t mean I’m going to stop.” He lifts the shot glass, before looking over your shoulder. All you hear in turn is a heavy, echoing sigh. Dabi’s gaze turns to you, not bothering to watch Kurogiri return to his place behind the counter. He throws the drink back, not breaking eye contact as he rasps out, “Come on.”

He’s out of his seat before you realize what he’s doing. Right up next to you, he takes your glass and presses it to your lips. “Live a little.”

You shouldn’t. He’s clearly drunk and determined to seek trouble- and with everyone else gone, he’s got no options left but to make it himself. But he’s also right. The mission was pulled off perfectly, not a single hitch- you deserved a little fun. How often did you really get to enjoy Dabi’s company?

So you lay your fingers over Dabi’s on the glass and open your mouth. His mouth parts in a smirk so haughty that pulls at his staples. “Yeah, just like that…” You swallow, pinch your eyes and huff through the burn- bask in his quiet, rumbling praise. Dabi takes the glass, sets it too hard on the counter behind you, and grabs at your hands. “Get up.”

“What, why?” You cough.

“I want to see you dance.” He tugs again, and you’re sure he could force you out of the seat if he actually wanted to. But he wants you to want to.

You sputter, “No way, you’re way too drunk. Besides, I can’t dance.”

He laughs, loose and easy, “Now I really want you.” He steps closer, eases you off the cushioned seat. You don’t fight him. As he pulls away he grabs the still open bottle from the counter with his left hand, holding it by the plastic stem. Upright you watch as his steps waver, a little unsure of his balance.

“No, no, Dabi, come on…” You resist him weakly, embarrassment making your cheeks heat, but still let him drag you over towards the open space in front of the door. “There’s no music!” You complain, “I’m not nearly wasted enough to dance without music playing.”

He lifts his chin, pulls you close. “I’ll give you that. Hey, Kurogiri, you got any music?” You can only sigh, press your free hand against his chest.

“No, we had no reason to install speakers.” Glass squeaks as Kurogiri cleans it and you look over your shoulder to shoot him an apologetic look. You can’t read his amorphous face- his only response is the tightening of his drifting golden eyes.

“Guess we’ll have to rain check our dance.” You’re almost sad, if you’re entirely honest- you’ve never seen Dabi this relaxed, but it feels wrong, somehow. This feeling has been building up too long to finally acknowledge whatever does exist between you while he’s inebriated.

“Mmm, I don’t think so.” Dabi practically purrs, “What about this…” He trails off- and begins to hum. You can’t even place the tune, doubt it’s even a real song, the alcohol too heavy in his mind for him to think of anything other than the same few notes over and over again, winding in a up-beat melody. And with him holding your hand, he begins to dance.

You can’t help but laugh, the pink hue over his cheeks, his off-key humming in place of music, the off-balance way he moves, feet falling heavy where he means to be smooth. Maybe it’s the Fireball talking, but when he spins you, you let him, twirling at the end of his arm- and before you can really think, you’re joining him. Bobbing along with the made-up song that’s getting more and more erratic, unable to keep up with his own melody.

He shifts his weight back and forth, pulling you along with him as he circles the open space, wrapping your arm up into another spin- and catching you halfway through to pull your back flush to his chest. His warmth seeps through his shirt, but if it’s from his quirk or the alcohol you can’t tell- but it’s definitely the alcohol that strips off his inhibitions, lets him shamelessly grind up against your ass.

All at once you’re breathless, heat winding through your body- and you can’t help but push back against him. He sighs, half chuckling as his other arm crosses over your hips, still holding the bottle of Fireball. It pokes at your stomach, but the pressure gives you more friction so you can’t bring yourself to complain. He turns you both, spinning away from the bar as he backs off, lets you turn again to face him. He sways to his own tune, raises the bottle up. You watch, completely enraptured, as his lips wrap around the plastic rim and he drinks. Beads of amber escape between the edge of his mouth and the first staple, run down his chin, wavering side to side as they jump over the thick scars there. His throat bobs as he swallows- and lowers the jug again.

Your throat compulsively swallows with him, mouth suddenly dry. “You’re so drunk…” You laugh, airy and soft.

And something dark sparks in his eyes. He smiles without teeth, lips pressed tight- and he guides you to walk back and back- until he’s dropping your hand, coming to grab your chin and meet your mouth in a hasty, messy kiss. You gasp- and let yourself close your eyes, melt into his warm touch. It’s been so long coming and yet you never expected it all to finally boil over now.

Nor do you expect as soon as you let his tongue- unbearably hot and pierced twice- into your mouth is the sudden rush of liquid that follows. Cinnamon. Fireball.

You sputter, but Dabi only laughs, presses his hips against you again as you struggle to swallow down the drink he’s kissed to you. Your throat burns, but you let him lick into your mouth again, tasting nothing but his drink of choice. His piercings click against your teeth, but you can’t seem to mind with how his tongue rubs against yours. His hips roll against you again, his thigh pressed between your legs- and the meager pressure has you shuddering against his chest.

“You must be the drunk one,” He says, pulling away and fuck, with each word his mouth is practically steaming, puffs of air slipping between the staples in his cheeks. Something shifts in his voice. “If you’re finally letting me kiss you.”

Your face tightens, tries to decipher the change- but settle on pressing one palm against his chest. “You’re way too drunk for this.” You hesitate, then add “So am I.”

“Cause you’d give me a second look sober?” Bitterness. He steps away, his warm grasp gone from your skin, the room going cold.

You swallow thickly, try to fight the pleasant buzz in your head to follow his thoughts. You don’t have to try for long; Dabi steps back again, but the Fireball has shot his balance. He wobbles, foot not quite where he expected it to be. His arms fly out to balance himself, whiskey sloshing in its bottle and you don’t even have to think before you’re closing the distance, slotting yourself up against his side and taking his weight. “Careful,” You say, ignoring the growl from Dabi’s chest. “You should get some sleep.”

“Yeah? You gonna take me to bed, tuck me in?” He hisses, “Or are you too drunk for that, too?”

Exasperated, completely lost by the sudden shift in his mood, you spit back, “Gladly.” You nod towards Kurogiri- and fuck, Kurogiri’s been standing there through all of this, dutifully cleaning the glasses left over by the League’s short night of celebration and ignoring your inebriated nonsense. “Do you mind? I don’t… know where everyone else ended up, what safehouses are left.”

“Got my own place,” Dabi huffs. You blink, look up to him. You misheard him right? You knew Twice and Spinner had their own places to lay low, but as far as you knew- “Just open the portal.”

Gold eyes linger on you, even as the black fog slips over the edge of the counter, spreading wide. Off to the side you can still make out Kurogiri’s featureless face. “Are you quite sure?”

His worry is touching, but with Dabi so wasted he’s having trouble standing, surely you can handle yourself if he does get rowdy. “Yeah,” You say, wobble towards the opening. “You can close it after us, I’m sure it’ll be a while before he’s out.”

Dabi raises his free arm, waving the bottle he’s still holding. Fireball sloshes as he speaks, “I’m taking this.”

You can’t help the sigh that escapes your lips. Not bothering to wait for a reply, you step through into the darkness. On the other side, you’re in some apartment. You blink, look around- because damn, it’s actually in pretty good shape for a squatter’s hole. The furniture is pretty retro, but aside from some light dust on some untouched shelving, it’s practically pristine. You have to rely on Dabi’s lead as he stumbles- veering off to the right as you struggle to keep him walking straight. The arm that wraps around you holds tighter as he sways, unsteady.

He leads you through a doorway tight enough that you can’t stay beside him- letting him walk through first then lean on the doorframe as you follow. Dabi takes the moment to take another big swallow of the whiskey to which you side-eye him, but at this point you’re not sure how much more damage it can really do.

“Holy shit.” You laugh as you realize he’s made it to the bedroom. "Holding out on us." The room has a nice, big bed with rumpled sheets and soft-looking pillows. The pillowcases don’t match the blanket and you wonder if he’s swiped them from somewhere else. You ease him onto the mattress, which groans and dips with his weight. You open your mouth to ask if he needs water or something, if you could leave him painkillers for tomorrow-

Plastic thuds against the floor, ringing as the bottle spins upright-

And Dabi’s hands grab your thighs. He pulls you forward, traps you between his legs- angles your mouth down. He bites at your lips with abandon, keeps you pressed close even as his hands waver, get lost over your body. You can’t help yourself, the alcohol has made you too loose, too pleased with his touch. You kiss back, lean into his touch.

His lips leave yours, nipping at your jawline- and your head tips back of its own volition, giving him permission to continue down your neck. “Come on,” He pleads between wet, sloppy kisses. “Just once, it’ll be worth it.” A groan slips from your throat as he meets your collarbones, teeth clamping over the thin skin there. So quiet you almost don’t hear him: “Don’t even have to look at me.”

What? You push at his chest, careful of his staples, trying to make any room between your bodies, any room to think- “Dabi?”

He doesn’t let you. One hand- warm, much too warm- presses at the back of your head, pulls you down to meet his mouth again. The hand still at your ass squeezes, makes you gasp- and Dabi’s tongue once more slides into your mouth. Hot and cinnamon-flavored, you can’t help but melt into his touch again, let one hand run over the length of his neck, feel over the rippling texture of his scars. He stiffens as you touch him, leaning back, away from you- but settles for pulling you along with him by the hands on your neck and butt.

The motion makes your head spin even with the meager amount you’d had- frankly you’re not sure how Dabi’s still functioning enough to keep his mouth moving against yours, even if his kisses are messy and not quite centered on your lips. You should really stop, stop rubbing your tongue against his, stop sliding the tip between the two hard edges of his barbells- but the hand on your ass slides up to your hip and rocks you down against him. Friction between your legs makes you sigh, closing your eyes and surrendering as his mouth again travels to your neck. His breath is hot, makes your skin erupt into sweat as he guides your hips to keep on working against him. You’re painfully needy- the warmth inside you has been building for too long, the minuscule pressure from Dabi’s strong thigh shouldn’t have you mewling and pliant, but you’re relaxing even more into his too-warm touch.

It’s not fair, you shouldn’t be coming undone with hardly any alcohol in your head while he’s practically unwavering. It’s hard to coordinate your hand worming between your bodies, even harder to remember how to undo his belt while his teeth scrape along your pulse. The click of metal is all you need to hear before you’re ripping at his jeans, ignoring the throaty laugh and the taunting “Can’t wait?” that rolls off his lips with far too much ease. You want to shut him up. Make him moan just like you, come undone with your touch--

and as your fingers slide under the elastic, your mind halts. Dabi keeps on nipping at your throat, sucking a dark mark while his hands try to keep your body sliding on his thigh- completely unaware. “Dabi?” You start, unsure what to say.

“Yeah, doll?” He hums against your skin, keeps you struggling to think straight. You bite your lip, squeeze softly between his legs- and Dabi goes completely still. His panting quiets, keeps his face hidden as the silence stretches on. A single huff of a laugh, exasperated, tired- “Fuck.” and another one follows. His dark hair waves at the corner of your eye as he shakes his head. He falls back flat onto the bed, arms limp at his sides. The heat and bravado in his voice has drained away, leaving something strange and foreign. Hollow. “Pathetic.”

He doesn’t even give you a chance to respond, raising one hand up to rub at his face, the skin stretching, pulling at his staples as he laughs emptily. “It’s fucking pathetic isn’t it? God damn fucking whiskey dick.” He laughs and it makes your chest ache. “Fucking finally get your attention and I can’t even get it up.”

“It happens, it’s okay,” You say, withdrawing your hand to rub soothing strokes over a patch of unscarred skin on his chest. “Just gotta sleep it off.”

“Bullshit.” He stops, stares up at the ceiling. In the darkness you watch as his brow knits, cerulean eyes dancing back and forth as he thinks. And then they settle down against the edge of his scars, staring at you. You blink once, can’t quite read what he’s thinking- before he’s grabbing you around your waist and flipping you over.

If falling forward made your world spin, this leaves you clutching desperately to Dabi’s coat as your vision swims- and his mouth is burning as his lips wrap around your earlobe. You shudder under him and he’s rumbling low in your ear, “Come on… I’ve waited so long,” his hand slots between your legs, “I want to watch you cum.”

It’s a fight to keep your legs from spreading, to stop your hands from shaking as they press weakly against his shoulders. “Dabi, stop…” He huffs against your ear, stilling as you speak. “You’re way too drunk, we can try again another time…”

Dabi raises himself up- and for the first time in what feels like hours there’s finally any space between you. And you wish there wasn’t; cerulean has turned ice-cold, withdrawn as he rolls himself onto his back. “Sure. Another time.” He repeats, twisting your words until they sound sinister. “If you’re so disgusted by me then just get out.”

disgusted.

The word rings in your head, the gears turning despite the heady liquor urging your mind to just stop. Ever so slowly you turn your head, peering at Dabi. Perhaps he’d look disinterested if you didn’t know him, if you didn’t see the tightness in his jaw, how his scarred throat ripples as he swallows compulsively. How his last batch of face-grabbing has torn at his scars. Your chest aches- the patch of scar tissue below his eye has curled back, strains against the staples. Blood runs along the edge, beading around each metal bar before running in one long streak down just in front of his ear where it meets up with the next line of his scars.

Alcohol still fuzzes your decision making- and with one wavering hand you reach for him. His blood is warm and sticky, smearing over your fingers as you touch his cheek. His head tips, but you can’t read his expression in the shadows. Your mouth feels numb from his hot kisses, “You’re bleeding.” You say, already kicking yourself.

You recognize the scowl that warps his face, so you swallow and work your way up onto one elbow. You have no idea what you’re doing, but you reach over and cup his far cheek. In the darkness you feel his eyelashes flutter against your palm as he closes his eyes. “Dabi,” You say quietly, draw him to look to you. Only when you find the tiniest slit of blue under his dark lashes do you continue. “You’re not disgusting.” His lip is already twitching to speak, so you press your thumb over it. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to be.”

His lower lip rubs rough against the pad of your thumb. “You’re here because of the Fireball. You’ll go crawling back to the bar as soon as you sober up.”

“I doubt it.” You let a wry smile stretch over your lips, surrender to the remaining Fireball in your veins. “How about I stay here ‘till we’re both sober, and then when I still want to suck your soul out of your dick in the morning-” Dabi snorts, can’t help how the corners of his mouth rise a fraction of an inch- “we can talk about it.” You wait for a moment, give him a chance to tell you to get the fuck out again, but it doesn’t come. “That sound okay?”

“You just want my nice bed.” He says, the playful deflection back in his voice. It’s nice, familiar after the unpleasant rawness of the night.

You laugh, “Oh, absolutely.” It is true- your own crashpad’s mattress was the first thing you could find on ebay but was still only a half-step above a mattress left on a street corner. “Sit up.”

He obeys with unsteady arms, muttering a little “Not how I imagined this going.” as you push his thick jacket off his arms, careful to not pull any more staples. You leave his shirt alone, but slide off the bed to yank at the ties to his boots. With the haze of alcohol still making your fingers loose, you give up halfway through and just pull them off his feet. He smirks as you get him to lift his hips and you work his jeans down his thighs, revealing more patchwork skin before you peel them off.

Freed of all uncomfortable clothing, Dabi immediately turns around on the mattress, pushing himself back and sinking under the covers, claiming the gray pillow as his own. The apartment is so damn nice, he doesn’t even disturb a layer of dust as he pats the blanket, summoning you over. You bite your lip, look to your own pants. You’re not quite drunk enough to pretend sleeping in these would be comfortable either- you earn yourself a brow raise as you fumble with your button for a moment before dropping your pants into the pile of his clothes.

“Don’t say anything.” You warn him as you slide into the bed with him. Already the blanket is warm, cozy. He grins wider.

“I didn’t say anything, doll.”

“Shut up.”

You weren’t sure how this would work before, but now it feels easy. He raises one arm, pushes it under the dark blue pillow and lets you curl up, flush with his side. Your exposed thighs meet his- makes your skin tingle, feeling his staples, the hairless skin of his scars. Heat rises in your cheeks and you dare to look up to him- your heart pounds in your chest.

His eyes, half-lidded and soft, are focused on you. Fingertips land on your arm, running up your skin, jumping from your shoulder to the curve of your jaw. His thumb strokes over your cheek, blunt nail dragging softly. This close you watch as his mouth tightens as though he’s about to speak- but his mismatched lips part and he sighs.

The spiced scent of the whiskey washes over you- and as he leans down you meet him halfway, let the taste of cinnamon cover your tongue. It’s slow, unhurried- his mouth lingering over yours between kisses and you let yourself savor each moment of his closeness. He meets your lips again- tipping your chin until the staples below his lips press against you, the coolness of the metal in contrast to his warm breath making you shiver. Your hands ghost up his sides, sneaking under his shirt to slide along the lines of his scars, over the shapes of muscles and ribs. Dabi withdraws then, but doesn’t go far. His hand again tips your face how he wants, forcing your chin down until he can reach your forehead. The kiss he lays there makes your eyes flutter closed.

Tension eases out of him by inches, occasionally interrupted by the drift of his fingers on your skin, brushing over your cheeks, over the back of your neck, tangling into your hair. The scratch of his nails over your scalp makes you hum in contentment and Dabi’s mouth quirks up as his eyes close again. In his warmth, it’s easy to relax, to nose closer to him until your face is tucked up against him and the steady rhythm of his breathing lulls you to sleep.

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.

.

A wretched taste coats your teeth and no matter how much your tongue- which is uncomfortably thick and dry- rubs across your mouth, it lingers. You swallow and force your eyes open- only to groan. Vision blurred, you blink over and over to try and force some wetness to gather again. It takes a minute to remember where the fuck you were- but with the heat radiating from your side, the memories return quickly.

In the night you’d kicked the blanket half-off, revealing your bare leg from under the black fabric. With the warmth that’s still trapped by the blanket and the dampness of sweat that gathers along your neck and back, you can probably imagine why. Yet, you’re still side by side with him. He’s pushed the blanket down around his waist while his shirt has ridden up, revealing a twisting line of scars and staples that dips near his navel before winding off under the white of his rumpled shirt.

You grin, reach over and touch him- and he’s just as warm as expected. His healthy skin is taut, covering the muscles of his abdomen and as your fingers slide over his stomach, those muscles clench, twitch-

His hand catches yours and he groans- face twisting into a grimace.

“Sorry,” Your voice comes out rough with your dry throat. “Thought you were asleep.”

“Hung over.” If your voice was rough, his is in absolute tatters, deep and gravelly and caught in his throat. His hand releases yours to come up and lay over his face- which now you can see is pale and sickly, making his scars look even more purple. His fingers touch his cheek, pick at the blood that has dried from last night, peeling and sticking around his staples.

“Need water?” You ask, already beginning to scoot away from him- figure you’ll share a glass with him no matter how he answers.

“That eager to get away from me?” His reply rumbles. Without the fog of alcohol in his veins, he actually sounds teasing. Playful. Blue eyes burn into you through his dark lashes. You think you know better now.

So you come back to him, lean over him with one arm pressed to his pillows- the hand that had been on his face graces your hips. When you lean down, his chin lifts, meets you halfway. It’s simple, not the demanding kisses from last night- hardly more than your lips sliding over his. You break away just enough to rub your nose against his, feel the cool metal of his triple studs as you speak, “I’m still here, aren’t I?”

You don’t give him a chance to reply, pressing a quick peck to his half-open mouth and scooting off the bed. You don’t, however, miss the dazed look that tracks your body as you slide off the bed, nor the pleasantly surprised huff that follows. Dabi eases himself up onto his elbows to watch you as you make your way to the doorway, looking each way down the hallway there, unsure where the kitchen is. You turn back to ask- “Where’s-?”

And watch as Dabi scrambles out of bed, nearly tripping over the pile of clothes in the middle of the room, knocks over still-open the Fireball, as he dashes towards a cracked door- “Dabi?” Alarms set off in your head as you move to follow-- until the telltale sound of Dabi being sick echoes out of the bathroom.

Of course. You turn your back to him, give him a little privacy as he heaves and grab the Fireball and your clothes before the pool of amber alcohol can reach them. The strong smell of cinnamon makes your lip curl, your stomach flipping in protest, so you leave your clothes on the bed and take the offending bottle with you as you explore the little apartment.

Once you’re back in the room you’d teleported into last night, you spot the kitchen. You leave the bottle on the counter, pushing it as far into the corner as you can, then grab a spare rag left out. In the bathroom, Dabi’s heaving has been replaced by the running of the sink- the rush of water occasionally interrupted by what you suspected was his cupped hands or mouth. You peak in as you drop the rag on the floor and are rewarded with the sight of Dabi bent over the sink, forehead pressed to the metal faucet, one hand scooping water to pour onto the back of his neck. The collar of his shirt has turned transparent, clinging to his back.

“Still glad you stayed?” The tiled bathroom makes his voice echo strangely.

You think about it, mop up the Fireball with your foot. “Yeah.” His head turns, one blue eye peeking out at you from behind dark hair. You grin. “Really glad I kissed you before that, though.”

[pink-imagines]

mha masterlist

this is the same as my last masterlist, only in alphabetical order (with the last names)! in here you can also find all of the characters that i’m willing to write for! if they’re not on here, i won’t write for them!

(+) = longer fic

(-) = blurb (shorter story)

(+/-) = inbetween blurb and full fic

(HC) = headcanons

(~) = personal favorite

(!) = fan favorite

Amajiki Tamaki

Aizawa Shota

burden | (-) fluffvember

match making | (-/+) fluff

just hair | (-) fluff

Ashido Mina

sleeping patterns | (HC) fluff

Bakugo Katsuki

the eyes are the windows to the soul | (+/-) (!) fluff

nightmare | (-) angst to fluff

badass woman | (+/-) (~) (!) fluff

Jealousy | (HC) (!) fluff

Dating | (HC) fluff

Bakugo with an s/o who can bake | (HC) fluff

truth or dare | (+) (!) fluffvember

home | (-) fluffvember

kitchen | (-) (~) fluffvember

sick | (-) fluffvember

angel on earth - (part 2) - (part 3) - (part 4) - (part 5) - (part 6) - (part 7) - (part 8) - (part 9) - (part 10) |(finished series) (!) fluff/angst

wear my hoodie | (HC) (~) (!) fluff

sign language | (HC) fluff

sleeping patterns | (HC) (!) fluff

dog person | (HC) (!) fluff

speechless | (+/-) fluff

unexpected guests | (-) fluff

just kiss me | (+) fluff

ain’t no softie | (HC) fluff

anything for you | (+) fluff

spice it up | (+) fluff (kind of?)

change of style | (+/-) fluff

honey | (+) fluff and slight smut

challenge accepted | (HC) fluff

she has your beauty | (-) fluff

melt your frozen heart | (+/-) fluff

baby fever | (HC) fluff

bed thief | (HC) fluff

sleep deprived softie | (HC) fluff

sleep walker | (HC) fluff

haircut at home | (-) fluff

your hero | (-) fluff

our future | (HC) fluff

spicy ramen | (-) fluff

reach me behind your voice | (series) angst/fluff chapter 1: harmonize chapter 2: opening doors

ignored | (-) fluff and a tiny bit of angst

bad day | (+/-) tiny bit of angst with lots of fluff

hand print | (-) fluff

daily routine | (HC) no self insert

bubble | (-) angst

singing | (HC) fluff

failed | (-) slight angst/fluff

Dabi

dancing | (+/-) fluffvember

three in the morning | (+) fluffvember

dance like nobody’s watching | (+/-) fluff

Iida Tenya

bed thief | (HC) fluff

Kyoka Jiro

oblivious | (+/-) fluffvember

pet names HC | (HC) fluff

Kaminari Denki

phone calls | (+) fluffvember

you are who you are | (-) fluff

sleeping patterns | (HC) fluff

spoiling him | (HC) fluff

pet names HC | (HC) fluff

better | (-/+) fluff

Kirishima Eijiro

ultimate pillowfight technique! | (+/-) (!) fluff

it was just a joke | (-) fluff

don’t go soft on me | (-) fluff

i still love you | (+) (!) angst to fluff

bubble bath | (-) (!) fluffvember

soulmate | (+/-) fluffvember

wear my hoodie | (HC) fluff

sign language | (HC) fluff

sleeping patterns | (HC) fluff

not what she seems | part 2 | part 3 | (series) fluff/angst

challenge accepted | (HC) fluff

red roses | (+/-) angst

fly me far away | (+) fluff/angst

pet names HC | (HC) fluff

bad day | (-/+) angst to fluff

always be right here | (-/+) slight angst with fluff

safe space | (+/-) fluff

good mistakes | (+/-) fluff

it’s alright | (-/+) fluff/angst

Midoriya Izuku

stitched up! | (+/-) (!) (~) fluff

Jealousy | (HC) (!) fluff

sleep deprived | (-) fluffvember

needy | (+/-) fluffvember

nightmares | (-) fluffvember

wait for you | (series) (~) fluff/angst

pillow talk - part 2 - part 3 | (series) (!) fluff/angst

childhood lovers | (-/+) fluff

change of style | (+/-) fluff

challenge accepted | (HC) fluff

sleeping patterns | (HC) fluff

shy confession | (-) fluff

baby fever | (HC) fluff

a little bit longer | (-) fluff

twenty percent | (-/+) fluff/angst

pet names HC | (HC) fluff

heart strings | (-) fluff

our future | (HC) fluff

meeting his mom | (-) fluff

interuption | (-/+) angst to fluff

sacrifices | (+/-) fluff and angst

sugar sweet | (-/+) fluff

singing | (HC) fluff

Sero Hanta

baby fever | (HC) fluff

warm smile | (-/+) fluff (a bit of angst)

Shinso Hitoshi

coffee | (-) fluffvember

softly | (+/-) fluffvember

forever | (-) fluffvember

bad idea! | (+/-) angst/fluff

stand up | (-) fluff

Tamaki Keigo

fly away | (+/-) fluff

strong willed | (-) fluff

the necklace | (series) angst/fluff chapter 1 chapter 2: denial

Todoroki Shoto

Angel | (+/-) (!) (~) fluff

Jealousy | (HC) (!) fluff

Dating | (HC) fluff

i still love you | (+) (!) (~) angst to fluff

cold | (+) fluffvember

star-gazing | (+/-) fluffvember

sign language | (HC) fluff

sleeping patterns | (HC) fluff

one more dance | (+) fluff

dog person | (HC) fluff

childhood lovers | (-/+) fluff

take care of you | (-) fluff

green tea | (+/-) fluff

change of style | (+/-) fluff

challenge accepted | (HC) fluff

baby fever | (HC) fluff

cold soba | (HC) fluff

work of art | (series) angst and fluff chapter 1: creation of human life

memories | (+) angst/fluff

bed thief | (HC) fluff

sleep walker | (HC) fluff

blue dye | (-) fluff

lean on me | (-) fluff

our future | (HC) fluff

a matter of strenght | (+) fluff/angst

migraine | (-/+) fluff

reach me behind your voice | (series) angst/fluff chapter 1: harmonize chapter 2: opening doors

strangers for the night | (-/+) fluff/angst

star city | (-/+) fluff

snow day | (+/-) fluff

the little things | (-/+) fluff (comfort)

hidden | (-/+) fluff

strawberry fields | (-) fluff

moments | (-/+) fluff

singing | (HC) fluff

Uraraka Ochako

she. | (-/+) angst

Yaoyorozu Momo

spa day | (-) fluffvember

bed thief | (HC) fluff

sleep walker | (HC) fluff

[cursed-quirk]

My Hero Academia playlists!!

I had so much fun making these playlists. I hope you love them. All names are linked! xoxo -lys

Shoto Todoroki— soft rock / alt pop • sad boi hours but classy

Katsuki Bakugou— grunge / emo rap • this is what he plays in the car with others but 100% he only listens to old school jazz in secret

(Deku) Izuku Midoriya— pop rock / alt hip hop • cue the inspirational workout playlist

Denki Kaminari— pop / dance electronic • he probably listens to a lot of edm too

Eijirou Kirishima— alt pop / synth rock • music inspo straight from the boys™

Fumikage Tokoyami (& Dark Shadow)— emo rock / hardcore • the physical embodiment of all of our emo phases

(Dabi) Toya Todoroki— punk rock / emo rap • so much rage, so much angst

Tomura Shigaraki— electronic / emo rock • homeboy is always some type of way

Shouta Aizawa— indie rock / soul • honestly i couldn't do him justice, he's just so cool

Tenya Iida— soft alt rock / jazzy pop • insert choppy hands here

(Hawks) Keigo Takami— emo rock / alt pop • literally god

Tamaki Amajiki— lowfi beats / folk rock • baby is just the 👉🏼👈🏼 emojis 24/7

Mirio Togata— folk pop / ukelele soul • a ray of god damn sunshine