#just two guys.....nuri if you're out there.....

[shovson]

Peter Bonnington & Marcus Dudley | Belgium 2021

[whirlybirbs]

— BURNER CELL ; 2 ; DABI ; 荼毗

summary: after a week of silence, you finally text dabi. pairing: dabi / f!reader ; quirkless word count: 1.3k tag: humor, maladjusted dabi meets normal adult woman, flirting, canon-based world building, cancer mention, texting as a plot device, slight au, univeristy student!reader a/n: this stole all my concentration. siri play emo boy by ayesha erotica ← previous | the tag

It's the kind of week where, aside from class, human interaction isn't really on life's setlist. 

It's also the kind of week where you rediscover making a meal of raw cookie dough straight from the package. Your econ textbook might have a stranglehold on you, but you make enough time to scarf down a few globs between chapters — after all, who needs protein or fiber when you're sure this five-year master's program will kill you first?

Your head hurts.

You slump against the counter, refilling your water bottle. 

It's late now — and you can feel the quiet woes beginning to wane as you blink at the clock. By now, your friends are probably on their second or third drinks. You turned the invite down when they asked yesterday. Nuri tugged on your sweater sleeve and pouted the best pout she could manage, but you didn't budge. 

I've gotta finish this paper, I'm sorry, Nur'. 

You roll your jaw as you shut the faucet off, wandering to your freezer to wrangle some cubes from the tray. You bend it slowly, deep in thought. A few pop out, and you idly drop them into your water bottle with a twang. 

You're staring at your phone. It's by your computer on the counter. 

...You never did text Dabi. 

You told yourself it was for the best — after all, you weren't looking for a catastrophic derailment of your life at the moment. Things are good. You're two semesters away from finishing University, your family's bakery back in Kyoto is doing well, and Dad's chemotherapy seems to be working. Things are good! It's almost fall, you've managed to stick to your monthly budget, and Mizu settled in happily to your new apartment. 

No four-day poop strike like the last time you moved.

The large tuxedo cat in question ambles through the kitchen — brushing against your leg and letting out a long, low mrrooow. 

Things are great! 

You shouldn't text Dabi.

But... even if you did, it's not like it'd be the end of the world, right?

Wait, could he figure out where you lived from your number...?

You could use one of those anonymous texting services. Then, it wouldn't even be your number. Just some fake string of digits that allow you to satiate the bizarre curiosity that's been swirling in your head for the last week. 

You're sure the novelty will wear off. 

He's probably not even going to respond. 

You're telling yourself this is stupid as you begin to set up an account with the service — the app boasts privacy, andunlimited calls and texts... You can't help but feel a little strange as you finalize your account. 

It's done.

You import his contact with two taps and stare at the blank screen. 

...Now what?

Are you really going to do this? I mean — he's a wanted criminal. He's a member of the League of Villains. If anyone ever found out you were in contact with him, you'd be toast. You'd have All Might kicking your door in and demanding to look through your phone and that mental image is enough to make you cringe. Say goodbye to your degree, goodbye toyour future as Sakura Flour's owner, and goodbye to freedom. You're sure the Safety Commission would place you on some watch list for the rest of your life, and frankly, your tweets are already questionable. You don't need more scrutiny. 

...So, there are two options. 

Delete his number and move on... or don't get caught. 

You shouldn't text Dabi.

...But, you do.

Truth be told, he isn't shocked to see that cute Nuri girl hanging on Giran's arm again. The Broker seems pretty into her — the guy even mentioned something about taking her to a nice dinner during the week as a congrats on passing some big test. Dabi can't blame him. She's cute. Looks good in red. Not his type, but he can appreciate it from time to time.

However, Dabi is a little shocked that you're not a part of the group cheering in Giran's VIP section. There's bottle service being ordered, laughter, dancing, and a gaggle of pretty, five college girls — and none of them are you. 

His lips twist into a scowl. 

He decides he's leaving; his piss-poor drink is tossed back, and he dumps a bill down for the bartender before tugging his hood up and sucking his teeth. 

He never liked this club anyway.

He's crossing the threshold of the back door, stepping into the damp and dark alley, when the phone in his back pocket buzzes. Someone's smoking a Marlboro by the dumpster. The familiar smell makes Dabi's fingers twitch. 

He's tryna quit.

He tugs the phone from his pocket, no longer bothered by the splintered glass screen. His battery is at 13%. This fuckin' thing barely holds a charge anymore. 

The number on the screen isn't one he knows.

Dabi's passcode is unnecessarily long. His phone clicks open as he narrows his eyes and shambles towards the opening in the alley. He doesn't know this number. He has everyone's cell memorized that he needs. Shigaraki, Toga, Spinner, Jin, Compress, even Giran. He doesn't keep contacts. Doesn't work when he's ditching phones all the time. He's got his noggin. That's good enough.

The text is one word:

hi.

Dabi's squinting at the text when another buzzes through. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:48pm sorry, this is bar girl

→ dabi ; 11:46pm thought u were never gonna txt me ur girlie nuri is here where r u

There's no way.

Your phone buzzes three times from its far place where it sits face down on the counter — you just walked away from it, hellbent on distracting yourself while you waited out the potential reply. You go rigid in your kitchen. 

Did he seriously text you back immediately?

You purse your lips, then slink towards the phone. It buzzes again.

→ dabi ; 11:47pm c'mon don't leave me hangin pretty

Your eyes are wide as you stare at the string of replies. He has read receipts turned on like the psychopath he is. 

You lean back against the counter, chewing your cuticle as you let out a ragged sigh. Nuri is with him? Or... No, they said they were going to that club you hate. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:4pam oh, are they at the bar?‎

Dabi's fingers move fast.

→ dabi ; 11:49pm nah in downtown club tropical or whatever the fuck it's called

You snort a little.

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:49pm i hate that place. their drinks suck.

Dabi has started making his way back to their hideout — back to the shit box apartments they're renting above Kurogiri's bar. He's slow, idly texting as he weaves through the crowds of nightlife in Kamino Ward. 

→ dabi ; 11:50pm a girl after my own heart where r u ur dodging my question u on a date or smthng????

He's insistent, you'll give him that. You cross your legs as you lean back against the laminate counter and chew the inside of your lip.

He's typing. It starts, then stops, then starts again. 

When you start typing, the bubble disappears. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:50pm nah, got a huge paper to finish uni student, remember? sorry to disappoint 

→ dabi ; 11:51pm ur missin out giran got bottle service  him and nuri looked cozy

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:51pm not shocked she thinks she can fix him

→ dabi ; 11:51pm ooooo love when that happens poor girl

Typing... 

Typing...

→ dabi ; 11:51pm u think u can fix me? :p

The emoji makes your face break into a smile — it's so... not what you expected. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:52pm nah i'm not stupid

→ dabi ; 11:52pm just busy.... really lame of u tbh coulda been fun

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:52pm wasting cash on mid drinks is the opposite of fun

→ dabi ; 11:52pm i meant seeing me

Oh, what the fuck.

Why does that text make your face feel hot? Why does that text make you feel like you're not texting the League of Villain's #1 Arsonist, but some cute boy from class? He's not a cute boy from class. He's a danger to society. 

You're glad you don't have the opportunity to reply. Your phone is buzzing in your hands, the haptic feedback lighting the neurons in your brain on fire.  

→ dabi ; 11:53pm gtg phone is gonna die have fun with ur paper u loser hope u get a good grade or whatever i'll txt u later

You shouldn't have texted Dabi.

But you did. 

[what-if-i-just-did]

Writing Masterpost

Triggers should be on the posts themselves, but if I missed anything, please tell me! If you want me to write something, or you want to ask my oc's a question, or whatever, just send me an ask! And don't be shy about it, cause I really love getting asks, especially for writing stuff. Also this is my AO3- go check it out!

Fanfics (SPN)

August Destiel Prompt List -just a thing I did

9/11 SPN thing -what where the boys doing during 9/11?

"You're home" -a Destiel fix-it in honour of 5 nov

Whumpcember 2023 Masterpost -31 whump prompts for Team Free Will

Finally - Home -a minific about Dean and Cas' first kiss

Dean's Vows -what it says on the label

This Broken Angel With His Shotgun -Human!Cas gets drunk and listens to a song. Angsty

Series

Guilt & Revenge -Whump story, happy ending, multiple whumpers, OC's

Whump

Recaptured Whumpee Drabble -Magical whump, found family and post apocalypse world in one drabble

Bubble Water Whump -Autistic whumpee drabble

It gets better -Caretaker and Whumpee becomes Whumpee and Whumpee

Information Source -A person with superpowers goes a little crazy due to corrupt superheroes

Guilt & Revenge Masterlist -OC whumpee gets abducted by kids he used to bully and tortured. Includes a captivity and a recovery arc

Divine & Demonic -Emotional whump with biblical themes, a fallen angel love story

Exhibit -Gift fanfic for @melpomenelamusa's Chimera series, go check that out!

The Immoral Man & The Immortal Man -a sadistic murderer found an immortal guy, but perhaps he's unwittingly broken the man...

Punishment -intimate lady whump with some weird conditioned worship

"Humans are weird"

These don't all play in the exact same universe, eventhough they have some of the same OC's. There also isn't really a timeline or whatever.

Sight Guide Masterlist -An abandoned continuing story inspired by Superior Eyesight

Aliens & Neurodivergents -What it says on the box

Sometimes Less Is More (+ the person who asked for it) -Bringing a gun to a laser fight

Superior Eyesight (and the neurodivergent side) -What if humans could be invisible?

Body Language: Contradictory -An alien tries to learn human bodylanguage

Expressions -An alien is confused at hearing humans talk

Horrifying Defense Mechanisms -Just act crazy. Aliens don't like crazy humans

We Will, We Will, Rock You! -When you're bored but you can pop culture

How To Write X / Writing Tips

Bilingual Characters

Realistic Future Names

Other?

Werewolf Drabble Thing -How to become a werewolf

Please don't tell me I'm a prophet -Meeting an Angel

He's Not The Villain -When you get abducted so often the heroes stop caring

His Blue Eyes -Two sentence drabble

The Fairy's Forrest -A fairy tale about a little girl, a witch, and a fairy

The Demon & The Child -A woman summons a demon to take care of her child as she leaves for work

Favors from the Afterlife -a ghost follows her friend around

Nuri drabble -drabble of a series in the works. The series will be whump but this is just fluff

A Little Girl -immortal short story inspired by a pinterest post

We, Us, Our, Ourself -two nameless characters from opposing sides accidentally become One

Meet 'n Greet / Meeting Your Heroes -two part superhero paranormal story with implied future romance

Non-Fiction

I remember -An open letter to my ex, but there's so many trigger warnings seriously.

What I can -Me having various emotions about how fucked society is and how I make a difference

She's Puking -Short drabble about my relationship to puking through the years. Mind the tw's

[ask-beacons-finest]

Team CNMN meets early VIL(T)!

Nuri, stamping down Beacon's entrance path with his younger brother beside him, his teammates slacking behind: THERE! The young one sits beneath tree brother, you see?

Nikolay, rubbing his chin and nods: I see big brother. I see. That is tiny freshman who took best meat right from Vatrushka brothers yes?

Nuri, clasping his hands together, raising them above his head, a comical expression of anger on his face: It is!

Alician, looking up from her recently-polished Kubikuri just in time to see Nuri, several meters away, smash his hands into the ground, causing the earth to shatter in her direction: Wh-what tHE HELL?!

Alician, jumping up back into the tree she was just leaning against, quickly pulling out her scroll and entering the S.O.S command, gritting her teeth: Who does he think he is, busting into my relaxation time?

Alician, a tight two handed grip on the hilt of her giant sword, a smirk stretching on onto her face: Guess it doesn't matter then does i-

Nikolay, having reached the bottom of the tree, wraps his arms around the trunk and gives out a roar as he rips it up from the ground, tossing it aside with near ease: You stole from Vatrushka brothers! You pay price in blood!

Alician, having been tossed from the tree and sent ragdolling across the grounds for a moment, her weapon jabbing into the earth in front of her, grabbing onto it to aide her standing up, breathless: I...I never stole anything, what are you talking about?

Nikolay, charging ahead at his target, a fist pulled back and ready to strike: You took from Vatrushka! You took our rightful property!

Alician, gripping her her sword's hilt and stands motionless, watching Nikolay charge forward: Come on then big guy. Show me what you've got!

Nuri, having moved in a flash to cut in between his brother and Alician, clasping his bare hands upon the sides of the giant sword, squating beneath it, a bead of sweat falling from his brow: Brother. It seems we have underestimated young one's strength. As for you, you charge in reckless! Bad move.

Nikolay, having been pushed back by his brother, now laying on the ground, comical tears streaming down his face: Big...big brother! I am so very sorry to disappoint you!

Alician, with one hand on the hilt and the other gripped onto the blade's back, a smile crosses her face: You really did underestimate my strength.

Alician, pulling her hands back from the sword and raises them nonchalantly in the air: How's that?

Nuri, his eyes shooting open wide as his arms begin to tremble, the weight of the sword slowly pushing him downwards: N-Nyet! Impossible...no student can be stronger than Vatrushka...!

~~~

Verrus, charging forward down the main entrance path with Iccarus along her side, noticing the fight up ahead: It appears we were slightly too late. We must join in to save our teamma-

Charlotte, stepping lazily in front of Verrus from behind a tree, her hands crossed behind her head: Oy, you the boss o' that lass eh?

Verrus, stopping dead in her tracks, looking over to Alician, who is still standing still, and then back to Charlotte: I am sorry. I do not understand your vernacular.

Charlotte, sigh and rubs the back of her head: Ay. I guess that's what you get when a desert dweller meets someone from the golden isles off Vale's coast eh? Come in for quite a misunderstandin, crikes.

Charlotte: Eh, anyways. The fight is over, I'll get Nuri and Nikolay's off ya pal's back, you recall 'er then, yeah?

~~~

Nikolay, grabbing hold of the sword and helps his brother toss it aside, both stand and stare down Alician: It appears she is strong brother.

Nuri, nods, stepping towards Alician: To wield such a weapon, she must be muscles upon muscles.

Alician, prepping herself for hand to hand combat, gritting her teeth, her voice loud but trembling: DON'T UNDERESTIMATE ME!

Nuri, with a raised eyebrow, stopping a foot in front of his opponent, and places a large hand upon her head, giving out a hearty laugh: BAAAAHAHAHAHA. Brother! The teeth! She is but tiny kit! Tiny but very strong. Tell you what, Vatrushka brothers forgive you for taking best meat at lunch.

Nuri, leans forward to have eye contact: In fact. We shall let you eat best meat, but only pieces we choose for you.

Nikolay, protesting: But brother! We will starve!

Nuri, shaking his head, standing back up straight and places his fists to his hips: No. We will do fine. As for you tiny kit. We shall fight again, I look forward to that day. Until then, get even stronger!

Alician, the confused look in her face melting away into a big smile: Heh, you got it big guy. But don't think I'll go easy on you next time!

~~~

Marquis, standing tall with his cane placed firmly on the ground: I cannot believe those savages, oui? I apologize for their trouble, I truly hope your friend is not too discouraged.

Iccarus, looking up and down the very well dressed student: Uhhh....yeah, yeah thanks.

Iccarus, staring down at Alician, quietly and to himself: Did that guy say...she's a faunus?

Charlotte, with a yawn: Verrus right? I read a bit about you when I saw how well you handled the entrance exam. Hell, I 'ave to say you're impressive....as an individual.

Charlotte, staring up to the sky: Eh, maybe your team will be better than CNMN one day. But don't expect that day to come soon, keep working on teamwork though, besides, you still need that fourth member too, yeah?

Verrus, having Iccarus and now Alician at her side, watching team CNMN begin to walk away towards the school: I shall do my best then. If I have your team to beat, regardless if we are a team of three or four.