#platonic touya x reader

[urarakasdiary]

- THE ETERNAL FOUNTAIN OF LOVE

Plantonic Dabi with his little sister! that suddenly turns yandere? sorry, I can't write anything cute.

First of all, Im so sorry for this long ass hiatus I wanted to get back to writing but I was going through some shit for the past year and a half 🥲 Im gonna try my best to get back to writing from now onwards. Enjoy! <3

Dabi never really liked you ever since his parents brought you home that day. He didn't want to admit it, but he wanted all the attention his dad could give only to himself. The attention was already torn away from him because of Shoto, you coming into the picture would make him invisible in the eyes of his father, which enraged him.

Of course, you were adopted; Rei could not handle another pregnancy. The day you came home, everyone noticed it. Touya's even more unusual behavior. He was staring daggers into your soul, cursing under his breath. He had thought why was he like this to you? Was he jealous? no way. You were just annoying. At least to him.

His father was a busy man, he would not visit the home often. Rei was sent away after the incident, Natsuo would go to school, and so would Fuyumi. That would leave him and you alone. He didn't think he would like spending any time with you alone, but you were actually kind of cute...and sweet? maybe even a breath of fresh air from his wild family? maybe it was because you were adopted, all his siblings tried their best to be kind and gentle with him, often keeping opinions about him to themselves and not pointing out his mistakes in fear of pissing him off. But you? god you ran your mouth so much with no hesitation.

You would be the first person to point out something wrong or mean he did or said. And you did it with no fear of him whatsoever. Growing up, he realized he loved you. You were the only partially sane person in this household.

"I will burn you so bad that even hell's fire will feel better than my flames"

"Touya-nii don't say that! that's mean. You should start taking classes on how to speak to people without making them piss their pants."

You were also the reason why he stayed home that cursed day. (The day he 'died'). You needed help with homework and asked him for help. He had not gone to school, ever. But since it was you who was asking, he learned it from YouTube just to teach you.

When you were in middle school some bullies learned you were adopted, and from then on they started picking and cursing at you. Some days the bullying was mild, somedays they would flush your face in the toilet bowl. You stayed quiet hoping they would change one day or another. But you could only handle so much.

Mental breakdowns were a familiar thing to you now, maybe even a friend who would visit often. Touya had picked up on your odd behavior, he shook it off for some days thinking it was a bad day or shit. But when the 'bad days' seemed more frequent, his worry grew.

He had you explain everything that was going on in detail. How could he have just shaken off your odd behavior? He didn't deserve to be your brother.

Maybe he was obsessive over his sister, but he was just looking after her.

Bullseye. He found them.

"Heard you girls love calling my sister names?"

"3 girls found dead at local playground, burned to death. Investigation launched on the 8th of April, no evidence or traces left behind, police suspect..."

He didn't expect the reaction you were giving from the news. He thought you would be happy, instead, you were crying yourself a river.

"Don't cry [name], come here"

You embraced yourself in the warmth of your brother, unsuspecting of anything.

"I'll always be there for you."

[fluff-n-cookies]

Dabi made a deal with himself the second time he held you in his arms.

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Pt2 to this post.

Warnings: angst to comfort, Dabi yells at his daughter, apologizes soon after, Canon typical violence and crime, spoilers, Dabi is a warning of his own. foul language, please inform me if you find more

reader has blue eyes like Dabi's (she's a toddler, 3-4 years old)

Dabi calls reader bunny, Dabi is addressed as "Daddy"

Note: part 3 some time near the end of this month (hopefully)

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He made a point to remember it as best he could, to practically live by it in that exact moment.

it was midnight when he made such an oath, it was under the careful eye of the bustling city lights that peeked from a window that he promised himself, with you in his arms for the second time, ever.

well, not exactly the second time, he had been carrying you around town all day, either that or having you sit nearby as he ran to steal diapers and formula and what not. He knew he probably shouldn't be leaving a newborn child alone for too long, especially in an abandoned building such as the one he was stationed in right now. but taking you with him was arguably more dangerous, hence why he would consistently bolt to the nearest store and return, out of breath and sweaty. but it's what one has to do.

so after a long, long, long day of running around with a hangover and a crying baby. it was here as he was leaning against a wall, one with cracks in its paint. that he held you. truly held you. tracing burnt fingers along fragile soft skin and occasionally heating the swaddle up with his fire to keep you warm.

he even lit a tiny, tiny little flame, one as small as you, in the palm of his hand to get a good look at you. it being the only thing illuminating the darkness of the room.

"god, you are ugly."

was his first thought, but he seemed quite fond of you nonetheless. but minds like Touya's tend to wander.

you squirmed a little in his grip, occasionally babbling in his lap. that didn't matter much though as Dabi stared into the darkness of night. little thoughts bounced around in his skull.

you'll be a terrible father

they got louder

just like endeavor

even louder

this place is horrible for a child, she probably'll die from infection

please shut up.

you're failing already

thoughts now buzzed in his mind like wasps, stuffy and pounding, mangled and messy. so many thoughts, yet so little time.

you should leave her with an orphanage. at least someone will care for her there.

she has dad's eyes.

she'll end up hating you.

maybe Natsu or Fuyumi will take her-

NO.

his hands shook as he traced his finger over your cheek and fiddled around with the tiny wisps of your hair.

NO ONE'S GOING TO TAKE HER.

his breath picked up, once okay-ish breaths became jagged. no steady inhale or exhale, only sharp puffs in and out. IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN OUT IN--

I'll take care of her.

I'll be better than dad.

his breathing slowed. and you woke up. grumpy and sleepy. he smiled, he rocked you to sleep that night.

at least, that's the story of how his fate was sealed to be a father. a father with no money, no job, no house, no family. only an extensive criminal record and an infant daughter. and he thought he could make it work.

he ended up staying at a homeless shelter for a few days, living off on that, until he managed to steal make enough money until he was able to afford a motel were he stayed like that for a good year or so. moving from motel to motel until he made himself a reputation in the area. he learned how to be a father like that, taking care of you with only the help of mommy blogs and YouTube videos and all those nights where he'd start off by searching how to make baby formula better, but then 4 hours later he'd catch himself watching videos on how to help your child through their first period and crying about how his baby's going to grow up so soon. he ended up getting a condo not long after, only so you could finally have more stability in your life.

and he thought he could make it work.

he could not.

which is also how he came to regret this awful, awful, day. this horrendous, day. this day. this wretched day.

this day when he broke his promise

he wanted nothing more in that moment than to squeeze you tight to his chest and kiss your little face until you felt all better and forget this ever happened. to say sorry a million times over and dry your tears and hear your sweet laughter as he tells you crappy dad jokes just to see you smile. to forgive him, to know that he didn't mean to hurt you, it was an accident, it was just an accident, and he's sorry.

please. please just open the door. please. let him in.

open that goddamn door that he helped you paint a few months after you two moved in. that door that he painted white and let you finger paint all you wanted, you painted little flowers and bees and simply just smeared all the color you could find on it. it's your hand prints, side by side with some of his, it's that colorful mess that reminds him of you.

he grips the little plate of fruit in his hands harder. the slices of oranges and bananas formed into a smiley face quake in his hold. his breath, shaky as he hears the soft sound of your cries through the door, most certainly stuffing your face into your pillows to bawl your eyes out.

oh how did this happen? how did it come to this point? yes it was a hard week. a very hard week. having been scouted to join the league only recently and already preparing for their first attack on UA. he'd been at meetings all day to discuss their strategy and game plan, it seemed to carry on for years if not decades, yet, it had only been an hour. Shigaraki was just so annoying, yapping on about his hatred for heroes. please sir, shut the fuck up, no body cares, continue with your Canva slide show now how we are going to kidnap that one student from the sports festival.

that little brat Toga wasn't much better, creepy at that. Twice was just as annoying, constantly switching. spinner was bearable. but in no way is that what stain would have wanted to represent him. no. this is not right.

it didn't help much either that his skin was so fucking sensitive, having been brunt over and over again from quirk over usage, the burns growing darker and larger with every time he used his quirk. even his own clothes hurt him at that point, the horribly made jacket that he found in a dumpster worked away at his skin, tearing off each cell with it's thread. not to mention. Endeavor was climbing high, so high, he recently broke his own record of the number of civilians saved in a week and the public was going wild for it. practically every other news channel was covering it.

he clenched his jaw, bright turquoise eyes stared into the screen that flashed with endeavors flames, the bright orange being the only thing to illuminate the barren living room. one leg shook uncontrollably.

and you. you just wanted to help your dear old dad with dinner.

you didn't mean to drop that plate! it's true! all you wanted was to help your dad load up the dishwasher. after all, he's been complaining all day about how awful work has been, and when he wasn't complaining, he was silently grumbling at the news channels on the TV! he didn't even want to play Dolls with you today or ask you if you need help with your homework! it was weird, dad was never like this, no he was silly and sometimes rude, but he talked to you. why?

but with the loud crash of the plate and sound of a million little shards of glass scattering across the room came the yelling.

why was dad yelling at you? dad didn't yell.

he just keep shouting and yelling, calling you names. all his words were now jumbled, and loud, so loud, like those songs he listens to on the radio. the ones with the loud drums and music and words that you can understand. he called it "metal" music. what happened to your dad?! why was he being so mean? he called you a brat, he called you useless, he called you worthless. words that you didn't even understand but understood that he didn't say them with any love at all.

why, why why why why why why why why why why why why why----

everything was too much, you couldn't even focus on what he was saying. he was flailing his arms around making gestures and what not. little blue flames crawled from his hands and onto his shoulders. he- he was angry. very angry.

but wasn't the angry that he'd be when you get lost at the park only to show up 5 minutes later, not the angry when he'd find you accidentally spilled all the glitter into the carpet, it surely wasn't the angry he'd be when you accidentally hurt yourself while trying to do something stupid that he told you a million times over not to.

no! no! no! this was the angry that he'd be when that man would come on screen in the middle of a show.

you've broken plates before, plates, bowls, glasses, windows, beds, his ear drums, all at least once. and every time, he didn't get that angry. he'd just sigh like he was disappointed, before checking you for injuries and patching you up with eh unicorn stickers you picked out. he never yelled, only lectured. why as he yelling now!

nothing made sense anymore, the thoughts in your head jumbled and messy and blurry and weird and murky and sad and mean and everything thoughts should not be. why was he angry at you?

everything was suddenly so blurry as the tears welled up in your eyes, one single droplet made it's way down your cheek and crashed into the ground along with the shattered glass of the plate. it stung, the saltiness of those tears stung, everything hurt, please just. make it stop. make it stop.

I suppose it was the tears that finally brought Dabi out of that haze of anger.

this face dropped. what had he done? to his daughter. he swore he'd never...

everything was quiet all of a sudden, apart from the soft sniffles and the creaking of floor tiles as Dabi tried to move closer to you. an expressionless look on his face and eyes that held all the sorrow in the world as he silently watched you cry. Dabi, no, Touya, had yelled at his daughter, and then mad her cry.

why? why is it that of a sudden, everything was normal again, it was quiet like it was normal, and he was acting like everything was normal? it was normal, and it wasn't okay. oh wow can anything be okay after that t he was so mean it's not okay it will never be okay he isn't sorry he's mean. he's a bully! he hates you and he's mean and and and and and and and and... Dad said he loved you. did he lie?

it's getting hard to think, it's hard to speak now for no reason. what is happening! you should run, you should run and scream and cry and I don't know anymore!

so... so you ran, to your room, and you're there. little tiny cuts littered the soles of your feet, from the glass of the plate.

and he's out here. on the other side of your room. holding that damn plate of fruit, the ceramic heating up in his fiery hold.

this was so stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid. he was just tired, but rather than being... y'know... a good father. he could hear Endeavor's voice in his own. he could feel the sting of blood seeping from the brunt flap of his tear ducts.

he brought up this hand, practically quivering, the staples practically coming undone from how hard he gripped his arms after you left. the dead cells flaking off beneath his finger nails.

knock knock

please open the door before he kills himself.

a tiny fragile little voice erupts

"no! go away! i- hic don't wanna talk to you..."

oh God it's over, it's over he can't. he really can't. he said he'd protect you, bunny, please just... he wanted to be a good dad.

"I... (Y/n). I'm so s-sorry."

why is it that the sniffles and soft whimpers stop now.

"baby, please, I'm sorry, daddy's sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. can- can we talk?"

silence, then the soft sound of pitter patter on the floorboards make their way closer, and closer. the little jingle of the door handle as you pull at it to get it open.

he's the one that's meant to be helping you open that damn door, you're too short to do it on your own! you, you need him, you need him to help you an you save you and you...

more importantly I guess...

the door creaks open, just a little, he's able to catch a glimpse of your locks of hair, messy, unlike this morning when he did it before you went off to school. have you been pulling at your own hair?

he makes his way through, he tiptoes between the trenches that is your bedroom. pinkish in all the most annoying ways. but, you are seemingly the most annoying of all! a brat, but you're his brat. and you're crying. right there. under your extra fluffy blankets.

the bed creaks softly as he sits down. he doesn't dare look you in the eyes. the plate of fruit securely in his hold.

"(Y/n)."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled,

I was angry, not at you, never you,

but you were there.

and I'm sorry."

silence.

"I cleaned up the plate, are you hurt?

well, there's bandages, if you do I'll get some disinfectant."

silence

"um, I cut you up some fruits too,

I know how much you like watermelon."

silence

"I'll leave you alone now."

a peep.

"dad?" the blankets shuffle.

"y-yeah, bunny?"

"sorry for dropping the plate. and breaking it." he can see your face now, reddish and teary, your eyes look bloodshot! Jesus, how hard where you crying-

"Oh, it's okay, it's only a plate..."

"do you..."

"do I what, bun?"

"do you not love me anymore?"

he will always love you, more than the moon and the sun and the stars and the sea and green grass of spring and the warmth of summer nights and the sting of alcohol down your throat more than the righteous angels love themselves.

"oh, oh bunny,

I will always, always, love you."

he leaned over scooping you up into his arms, placing your tiny little toddler body into his lap.

"don't forget that, don't you ever forget that, daddy loves you, I will always love you no matter what."

his thumb brushed away all those pesky wisps of hair that float in front of your face, sticking to wet cheeks.

and he smiled, a crooked, but loving smile, a smile.

and you smiled back. even through your pain you smiled. oh. oh Thank God! you forgave him. he'd probably carve out his heart in a fit of insanity if you didn't.

"I love you too, daddy."

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I lost my mind halfway through this fic. god it sounds so cringe ugghghghfdhgdgdkjgdjhg[ihga[ieshgtpwiuefhwugot4bvaw6eygsdddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddjfsfhsfshjsj oh well, block me if you don't like it I guess

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Dabi x Reader/Sibling PLATONIC.

REQUEST ARE OPEN

Quirk: Opposite of Dabi/Toya you had an ice quirk stronger than your mothers and the rest of your siblings, but your body had little to no resistance. It was built for extensive heat, causing you to get frostbite damaging your skin. 

You are the second oldest being born not long after your big brother Toya and he was your best friend.

Endevor quickly realized you were a “mistake” leaving you to a similar fate to your brother. You'd found peace with your body's scars by learning how to manage your power on your own and how to heal them properly.

You had run away awhile ago finding yourself resentful of your father and in turn hateful of the heroes who allowed you to be discarded and abused by the now number 1 hero. You had stumbled across the LOV a while ago and had been a help given your healing talent and had a mass interest in taking down endeavor. 

You sat at the bar with Kurogiri asking him to make you a drink before Dabi sat next to you taking it away. “You definitely look too young to be drinking kid” He said, pulling it further away from your reach. “Fuck off scar face” You spat reaching over him taking back your drink, his eyes looked so familiar, you couldnt help but stair “Got a problem, if so speak now or forever hold you peace” He said pushing you away and placing your drink Infront of you “If its about the drink i was just fucking with you, no need to get hostile” he said putting his hand above his head.

"No, you just look familiar. Not your face but your eyes, it's stupid.” You said taking your drink and walking away. “I'm going on a walk, tell crusty i'll be back” you said b-linging it for the door shaking.

“Nah he’ll be fine not knowing, I'll go with you kid” You finch at the sudden familiarity in his voice. “Don't fucking call me kid. I'm not your fucking kid.” You said snapping at him grabbing his wrist coving it in a thin layer of ice. He pulls away, raising his hand in a surrendering motion following you out the door.

You walked around for a while feeling the cold of the air around you, the weather app said it was going to freeze and snow but you’d honestly forgot it was starting to get cold, too cold. You started shaking and wrapped your arms around yourself refusing to go back to base yet. “Are you shaking because you're cold or because you think I'm gonna kill you?"

He said, crossing his arms. “The first one” you said while looking around for a store to buy a jacket. "Bit strange for someone with an ice quirk but okay."

You pulled out your phone. The lock screen was a photo of you and Toya side by side holding hands smiling at the camera. It was probably the only photo you had of the two of you together not covered in scars.

“Nice wallpaper for a villain” He said, snatching your phone to get a better look. You froze his feet in place reaching for the phone. “Give it back. I’m not fucking playing games with you Dabi” you said, he was taller than you but that didn't stop you from trying to jump to get the phone back. “Where the fuck did you get this photo.” he spat using his fire to break away the ice and grab your face. “It me and you brother fuck is it to you?” he put you down shoving your phone in your hands “You’ve go to be fucking shitting me ” You were about to yell at him again before he stopped you “All this time you must have thought i was dead huh?” you look at him confused “what..? I'm so confused” He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, it was the same photo but more crumbed and worn. You looked at him then at the subtle white roots of his hair. “Shit” you said, feeling the wave or realization hit you feeling tears form in your eyes “Who would've thought we both end up villains?” He said before seeing the tears falling from your face. “Hey, let's take down that shit stain of a hero together okay?” He took his jacket off, placing it on your shoulders.

[the-dawn-star]

Dabi with teen reader who some times will stay up for too long at a time and when they can’t sleep they kinda lay next to dabi, on the floor beside his bed because his presence comforts them so he’ll wake up and roll over and there’s just reader, asleep on the floor :3

A/N: This became more of "Reader is an insomniac but Dabi's presence comforts them" but I hope this is fine. Also, I don't really know how insomnia works, so be aware of nontrue depiction of it. 

-S

+300ish words.

Dabi had always thought that he was the night owl of the two of you, but he soon realized how he was completely wrong in that regard.  

Some mornings when Dabi would wake up, he would see you sitting in the exact same place as before, eyebags formed under your eyes.  

Dabi isn’t going to question you for the first few times but slowly the pattern becomes too noticeable to ignore.  

It was a random evening when both of you were sitting on the couch. You had a few really bad nights behind and you were exhausted. And the sleep came to you when you were sitting with Dabi.  

~~~ 

You thought about it for weeks. You were able to sleep perfectly fine leaning on Dabi’s shoulder.  

It took two more weeks after awful insomnia when you broke.  

You grabbed your pillow, duvet and an extra blanket from your bed before walking to Dabi’s room as quietly as possible.  

You laid the blanket down and dropped yourself on the floor. Sleep took you in minutes.  

~~~ 

Dabi woke up a few hours later. The night was warm, and he generally ran a bit too hot for the weather of Japan.  

Dabi turned to his other side trying to find a new comfortable position to fall asleep once again.  

But there you were on the floor, sleeping peacefully (for once) and covered by a blanket that only the top of your head could be seen.  

Dabi was annoying and a bit of a brat, but he would kill anyone if someone were to wake you up.  

So, instead of waking you up he smiles before falling back to sleep.  

Feel like you want to support me via Kofi? No preasure tho!

[cheesus-doodles]

Yandere Bestfriend Dabi HCs

this has been sitting in my drafts for two years now, please take this because Dabi needs more love on my dash ;-;

Previous BFF Dabi hcs

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sadistic and aloof Dabi may be in public as a villain, but all that simply melts away back into the Toya you knew as a kid

a bestfriend is a bestfriend after all, and he still has a role to play - if he didn't watch over you at all times, who knew what kind of trouble you would get yourself into?

someone that is very uncomfortable in his own skin, but you make that feeling go away whenever he's with you

Dabi claims not to trust anyone, especially not heroes or his family, but of course there's always an exception, and that exception is you

you knew Dabi was strong, a man with a very powerful quirk that he could wield and and an even stronger will, but you were never scared of him, just the leaping flames that sometimes surprise you

he was just another person, a human, a friend

starts crashing your house more and more often - Dabi definitely doesn't bother with building his visits up slowly

its more like one week he only comes once, and then the next week onwards he's there every spare minute he has

basically as good as moves in with you

of course you don't really mind much, Dabi is your bestfriend afterall, and you are very aware of his home situation

you aren't home that much anyway, having taken up a full time job to pay for your bills -living is costly, and you are no top hero, so wage is low

and if Dabi moves in with you, you joke that you might have to take a second job as well to pay for the both of you

this boy definitely contributes his fair share to the bills from whatever he draws from being a villain - doesn't want you working more than you should

the more you work, the less time he gets to spend with you after all

tried out stalking back when the two of you became friends but fell out of it as it was hard to follow you everywhere when he was just a kid, but now that he was a free man, the habit comes roaring back with a vengeance

surprisingly good at blending in with the crowd, Dabi follows you absolutely everywhere, taking note of where you go and who you interacted with

this boy is smart with a capital S, can work out your plans and intentions from just what you tell him and what he knows about you, but no doubt he still snoops in your diary and calendar and phone just to make sure his instincts are on point

anyone that is a threat to the relationship between the two of you gets eliminated in his next villain attack - Dabi is not above maiming innocent civilians to keep you by his side and as only his friend

needs your attention constantly on him to feel human, simply no one else's will do

have no qualms manipulating you and your emotions so that you felt that the world was turning against you, that no one cared about you except for him

gaslighting you about events that occured, telling you that your other friends and colleagues were just faking their concern for you

the more isolated you were, the better for him - you were much safer with him than anyone else after all

tried to turn up unexpected at your work, only for you to immediately jump on him, cover him up with your hoodies, and kick him out

honestly this baby boy didn't realize in that moment that he stands out even though he knows this very well at any other point in time

but he just wanted to surprise you at work and steal more of your time

so soft towards you that it was as if Dabi was a different person all together

not Dabi, the psycho mass murderer, not even Toya, the ambitious young Todoroki

it was just him, your bestfriend

woud go out of his way to get you whatever you wanted, or whatever he thought you wanted

complains that he doesn't like to live at base - villains have much poorer hygiene standards compared to you

but he just prefers your place and your free patching services compared to having to do it all himself if he lives at base

will try to convince you to leave your job - swears that he makes enough to pay your rent and all your living expenses, but you can see right through him and refuse

he might be sadistic and unhinged to everyone else, but your happiness is his happiness - and anyone that takes his happiness away will be eliminated

Dabi always thought that killing heroes and dragging his father's name through the mud was his life's goal, but he quickly realised how highly you ranked when you almost got caught up in a fight between the League and heroes

yes while he still wanted to dismantle the entire heroes' association, he didn't want to do it at your expense

scrambled to get you out of there in secret without exposing your existence to either side - Dabi doesn't know if he can stop himself if anything happens to you

the last thing he wanted was for any one to find out he had a bestfriend that he was soft for

acts very confident all the time, but this boy is anything but around you; the one thing that weights constantly on his mind is you leaving him in disgust

will never let you watch the news, goes to the extent of breaking your television and snatching your phone away from you if he sees the news starting to play any of his fights

easier to apologise to you and promise to replace your broken appliance than risk you seeing his completely unhinged side that had no issues killing civilians and high school students alike

even if you support him while he opposes the very concept of heroes, there was no doubt that was where you would draw the line

the thought of you trying to leave him pained his heart enough to promise himself that if you ever did, he would do anything to make you stay even if you hated him

he burn the soles of your feet, char your skin, take your sight from you, burn the whole world down

if he had you, he didn't need anything else

but for now, while you were still happy to host him in your house and hum while cooking your bestfriend a hot meal, Dabi was simply happy to be here

[thetreefairy]

Teen reader playing just dance with dabi and Shigarki is in my head atm

very short no warnings really. Except talk about past punishments

Teen reader is a menace, so for to get rid of their energy Dabi bought just dance.

He just didn't expect to be roped in to doing the dances with them.

So what did he do? He made Shiggy dance with Reader as well.

Reader had gotten another high score in Just Dance and laughed at their dad's score. "Papa! Even Dabi has a higher score than you!" Reader laughed out loud causing Dabi and Tomura to look offended. "Hey! I have way better at Just Dance than handy job!" Dabi shouted offended.

"Dabs, you and dad have a star difference. And with me you guys have like 2 stars difference."

"I should isolate you more..." Shiggy mumbled, causing reader to whine. "You are getting to cocky thanks to burnt bitch."

*cue offended Dabi noises*

[deaddovedecadence]

Title: Earrings

Warning(s): noncon body modification (ear piercing), possessive behavior, yandere shit, dead dove do not eat

Request(s): none

Summery: Fuyumi has lots of piercings and you make the mistake of asking her what they mean.

READ THE WARNINGS.

THIS IS A YANDERE BLOG.

DON’T LIKE DON’T READ

Fuyumi has earrings, four neat piercing, one stacked over the other, perfect studs, all four containing some type of jewel. You know the sapphire is for her twin because Touya has the same earrings in his own ears, in the same places the Fuyumi does. The pearl is for Natsou, of course, because Natsou’s powers are of water in the same way pearls are (infesting, rottening, making him like his family), the gold and ruby is for shouto, for his fire and ice (for his breaking and becoming) but you still don’t know what the amber stud represents, and today you’ve decided to ask her.

“Fuyumi?”

“Yes darling?”

“What is the amber stud for?”

“What do you mean my dear?”

“I mean you wear a sapphire for Touya, a pearl for Natsou, and a ruby for Shouto. What’s the amber for?”

She freezes, laughs a little, and really turns to face you. “It’s for you darling. I went and got it the day you joined the family.”

That’s the thing, you aren’t part of their family. You don’t belong here, won’t ever belong here. They took you from your home, from your family and sometimes it makes you sick to think about.

“I’m not a Todoroki, Fuyumi.”

She makes a little displeased sound that you know, know means bad things. “Why not dove?”

“You took me from my fuckiugn home, you kidnapped me. I don’t belong to any of you.”

She clicks her tongue, smiles, and picks up her phone, responding to a message, all the while you’re frozen in fear, trying not to scream from what you just said. How could you be so stupid as to make her angry? She’s scary on her own but with Touya behind her, she’s terrifying.

“Dove?” She says lightly, pulling your attention to her, “Did you know that all of our siblings have pierced ears?” You didn’t know that. You aren’t sure where this is going yet, but you know that you don’t like it.

Fuyumi picks up her phone again, texts someone and smiles. It’s not a kind smile, it’s a displeased one and that’s scary.

“I heard our snowflake wasnn’t listening today, hm?” It’s Touya. Your blood freezes up, and you want to throw up. If it were anyone but Touya, the situation might be manageable. Natsuo doesn’t care to hurt, hates the very idea, and Shou is so gentle that you couldn’t imagine him ever doing that but Touya, Touya is mean.

One time you called him. Dabi instead of Touya, and well, you still have the scar.

“Our snowflake seems to have forgotten where we all are in this family of ours.” Fuyumi says lightly, and you can feel Touya’s grin. “Well Yumi, I brought everything you asked for.” Fuyumi smiles, and it’s so fucking cold.

“Darling,” she says, obviously addressing you, “Sit down here please.” You take the ordered chair, freeze when you realize that in a moment, Fuyumi has snapped handcuffs to your hands, trapping you on the chair.

Like any logical person you start to struggle, panic invading like a parasite. A hand rests on your neck, cold and familiar. “Darling, if you keep moving Touya will mess up your new piercing.” Your vision whites you, and when you come to, Fuyumi is crouching in front of you. Her glasses flash, like the warning of an oncoming snowstorm, and she is silence, like the mountains before an avalanche. “Touya managed one of your piercings sweet thing but we still need to do this one. Can you be still for him or do I need to hold you?”

As there always with Fuyumi, there is a threat, a warning not to disobey. Touya is always the more obvious threat but Fuyumi is the cruelty that follows, the avalanche in the wake of violence, the punch of Touya’s scream.

“Can you hold me still?” You whisper, if only not to be complaint in your own torture. She smiles, smoothies, your hair back and suddenly your ears are piercing. The pain hits, like you’ve crashing into a wall, and although it is only a moment’’s worth, the hock of it has you crumbling in the chair.

As she always does, Fuyumi picks you up in the aftermath, gently shushing you. You end up squished between Touya and Fuyumi, the latter petting your hair.

“I didn’t even have to hold you still in the end darling. I’m so proud.”

A pit forms in your stomach when you realize that she’s right

[kikyoupdates]

Leave Your Mark ⭑˚🧪⭑

bnha x f!reader

reverse harem, isekai, my hero academia x fem!reader, slowburn

You didn’t accomplish anything in your previous life. Looking back on it, you feel nothing but regret, and you yearn for the chance to do things differently. As it turns out, your wish is answered, and you are reborn into your favorite fictional world. This time, you resolve to make a change, and you have the means to do it. You won’t be content with just sitting on the sidelines and letting life pass you by. You will live boldly and vibrantly, as if every moment is your last.

Read me on Quotev or Ao3!

[incorrecttom]

dear brother,

summary: or in which you cling on to your brother's jacket. (implied dabi dying or dead)

The man in front of you made you remember of someone distinctly, and that was your brother Touya.

All of his features were the same, the spiked hair, blue eyes which had a flame in them when you were young... he lost that when he was a little older and-

Then he was dead.

Your voice was frozen, legs stuck to the ground. Eyes widened, as you watched the man in front of you. You wanted to run - wanted to erase this memory or whatever you were going to remember from here and -

"...Touya?" Your voice barely made it.

The man looked back at you, eyes softened. "Sister?"

Touya never called you by your name, he called you sister, pea, flower and many other nick names.

It was him.

"You - you are a-" You barely finished that statement before breaking into a fit of sobs.

"-a villain." Your brother finished.

At first when people started to speculate that your brother was in fact Dabi, you didn't pay attention. You didn't want to because it might as well be reality. The reality you wanted to get rid of. And now there was no might-

It was indeed the reality.

"You dyed your hair," it brought back a memory, "you always wanted to dye it because - because you hated him." Your voice still trembled.

"As I always wanted to." His voice was gruff, grim, rigid. He sounded tired, almost as if he'd lost all his hope. Maybe it was true, maybe it wasn't.

He eyed you, both of you were still in the alley. He seemed to be in war internally. It was almost as if he wanted to ask you something. "Are...are you perhaps, going to report me?"

And to be honest you were torn - you had done what people expected you to do, and it would be expected to turn your brother in.

While on the other side you wanted to keep him safe, and that would be wrong - after all Dabi is wanted. While Touya, the brother you know might be dead. You wanted your brother back and now you were so torn that you didn't know what you wanted.

"I-" And your voice froze, not sure what you would utter. This was not expected, finding your brother alive.

At least you did not want to know he was alive and if both of you ever met. Don't get it wrong you'd love to meet him - but like this? No, no, no-

"You think of me as a monster, after I have everything done and-"

"To people you might be a monster but to me you are my brother." And a broken child, but you never said that.

There was no emotion, rather his eyes softened. There was twitch on his lips. "...I am sorry-"

"Don't be, brother, no one will know." Was what you said. "And I will protect you with my life."

And that was the last day you saw him. The last time you saw him. And so you pretended not to know the truth, not to know him. Not to care about him-

but how could you keep that facade when you saw him bloodied? And almost dead? When your very brother was dying?

Maybe things would have been different if you'd report him or maybe convinced him to come back. But it was too late now.

All you had was his jacket, which once had his warmth.

[kywaslost]

hi!! saw that you were taking requests and got super excited!! i absolutely loved your platonic fics and i was wondering if you would be willing to do an platonic dabi x reader panic attack comfort? (ik dabi is in the characters you write for but i didn't see anything for him on your masterlist so if you aren't as comfortable writing him could i get the same thing but with keigo?)

i hope you're having an amazing day 🫶🏻

Sit By The Fire - Dabi

A/N: Hello! I’m glad you like my platonic writings, that makes me so happy! And I never noticed that I hadn’t ever written anything for Dabi considering he’s one of my favorite characters! So thank you for requesting him! I hope you’re having an amazing day so far <333

You should have been home two hours ago. When Dabi had called to check in on you a few hours ago you said that you’d be back by 7pm and in time for dinner. Except now it was 9:30 at night and Dabi wasn’t sure if you were home or not. You had missed dinner, and he thought for a split second he caught a glimpse of you in the hallway but he didn’t think much of it. If you wanted alone time then so be it.

It was pouring down rain now and Dabi could hear thunder off in the distance. It was getting later at night and he was sure you’d be in bed by now if you were home. He was beginning to feel tired himself, so he made his way up to your bedroom to check on you before he turned in for the night. Knocking on your door, he received no response.

“Y/N?” he called softly. “Can I come in?”

“Aww,” Toga giggled from her room across the hall. “Look at Dabi being all soft.”

Dabi turned around, death glaring at the girl. “Shut it.”

She giggled again. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell the others.” She went to close her door but said one final thing. “I’d check the roof. I think I saw them go up there earlier. They looked pretty upset.”

Dabi didn’t rush up the steps too quickly so he didn’t draw too much attention to himself, but he did move with a purpose. Why were you outside? Surely you had heard the rain and thunder before heading up to the roof. But that didn’t matter. If you were out in the rain for as long as he thought you’d been, you were sure to get sick.

Dabi reached the entry to the roof, pushing open the door and stepping into the cold rain. His light blue eyes scanned the rooftop in search of you. He didn’t see anything at first, but as he looked closer he could see something leaning against the AC unit several feet away from him. Getting closer, he could see how soaking wet you were. “Y/N?” he asked softly. “What are you doing out here?” He crouched down beside you, placing a hand on your back. That’s when he noticed how hard you were shaking.

“Darling, let’s get you inside.” When you didn’t move, Dabi carefully picked you up and carried you back to the door to the roof. He closed the metal behind him, silencing the sound of rain by a great deal. You were still shaking, however, and he swore he could hear you crying. “Are you alright, Y/N?” You didn’t say anything. You just gripped Dabi’s shirt tightly and cried harder.

The burnt man sighed with slight worry, slowly twisting the door handle to his bedroom. He gently placed you down on the foot of his bed and knelt down in front of you. He placed a hand on your knee. “You’re soaked, Y/N. You need to change clothes. I’ll be back.” He gave your knee a pat before standing and exiting the room. He made his way down the hall and into your bedroom, quickly sifting through your drawers and pulling out an outfit for you to change into.

Dabi didn’t expect to see you on the ground in full panic mode when he returned to his bedroom. You had slid off of his bed and onto the floor, curled into a ball and beginning to hyperventilate. Your eyes were squeezed shut and your hands were in your hair, pulling on it harshly.

“Oh, darling,” he cooed worriedly, rushing over and kneeling beside you yet again. He set your change of clothes down on his bed and then placed a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, breathe. You’re alright.” You let out a strangled cry, panicked eyes meeting Dabi’s for the first time. His gaze softened in an attempt to calm you. “Calm down Y/N. What’s going on?” You couldn’t answer him. Your breathing was becoming much quicker and more shallow, scaring the man beside you.

“You’re having a panic attack aren’t you?” he asked, except he was talking to himself more than he was talking to you at this point. Dabi sat down from his crouched position, then reached both of his hands out to gently pry yours out of your hair. “You’re going to hurt yourself. Please, stop.” He freed your hands from your hair, holding them tightly on his own now.

“Hey, it’s ok, just breathe,” Dabi soothed while rubbing your knuckles, waiting for you to give permission for more contact. “I’m right here. I’m going to help you, I promise.” You locked eyes with Dabi again, silently asking for him to make this pain stop. You felt like your chest was on fire and your face and hands had gone numb. You were freezing and you just wanted all of this to stop so you could dry off and rest.

“It hurts,” you whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut again. “Cold.”

“I know, n/n,” Dabi said softly. “Let’s get you calmed down first, then you can dry off and change and we’ll get you all warmed up again, yeah?” He thought for a moment, turning his head to the side ever so slightly. “Can I hug you?”

You nodded harshly as Dabi let go of your hands momentarily to maneuver you to sit in his lap, back pressed against his chest. He wrapped his legs around your own to keep them away from your chest. This ensured you kept your chest open and that it would hopefully make it easier for you to breathe. His arms snuck around you and his hands moved to hold yours again.

“Breathe with me,” he said softly, taking in large, slow breaths. You could feel his chest rise and fall behind you, and it somehow made you feel just a tad bit safer. You tried to match his breathing, choking a few times on air and sending you into a coughing fit. One of Dabi’s hands moved to your shoulder, rubbing small circles where your shoulder meets your neck. “Slow, you’re alright.”

Eventually your breathing slowed down and became more even. You began to gain feeling in your face and hands but your chest still stung with an aching pain. You were left cold and exhausted, slumping back against Dabi’s chest. At this point, he had one arm wrapped around your waist and one hand in your hair, brushing through it softly.

“Are you feeling better?” he asked quietly. “Tired, maybe?” You nodded, snaking one of your hands into the one hand of Dabi’s that was settled on your hip. “Don’t want to talk?” You shook your head in confirmation, sighing. “That’s alright. I understand.”

When you felt like you could finally stand Dabi helped you to your feet and over to the foot of his bed again.

“I brought you some dry clothes,” he said softly. I’m not going to leave, but I’ll turn around and let you change in peace.” It took a moment but you finally changed into your dry clothes. Dabi even tossed you one of his hoodies to slip on over your t-shirt.

“I would feel better if you stayed in here tonight,” he confessed. “I want to be here if you have another panic attack.”

You nodded, allowing Dabi to pull the covers of his bed back and then slid in beside him. He hesitantly draped an arm over you, pulling you close to him. “You’re still shaking,” he noted. “Can I get you anything?” You shook your head, only burying your head deeper into his nightshirt. “Alright then. Get some rest.” He was silent for a moment. “Oh, and Y/N?”

You hummed in response.

“You’re gonna tell me what caused this tomorrow, alright? But for now, get some sleep.”

You nodded, smiling ever so slightly. You knew Dabi liked you, you were best friends after all. You just didn’t know he was capable of being this soft and caring for you.

With the sound of rain and lightning off in the distance, paired with Dabi’s soft breathing and your exhaustion, you fell asleep quickly, curled up under Dabi’s blanket and under his comforting hold.

[bbluefllame]

A match into water .ᐟ

"do u write for poly ships bbg?? ☹️🫶🫶 if so, may i plsplspslspslsplsPLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS request a dabi x reader x tenko smau where they’re all dating each other or the boys r just dating tbe reader !! its totally fine if u dont btw, you can even just change the request to platonic besties if u’d like😋"

I tried my best gang I hope you like it <3 also touya's fear of horror movies was taken from satanic panic from @rueclfer !!

// @dannyispunk

[fluff-n-cookies]

Dabi simply adores you, his precious daughter. But he didn’t always love you.

Part 2

Warnings: attempted murder (failed), canon typical violence, robberies, alcohol+drugs, references to child neglect, implied pedophilia (nothing graphic, and not towards reader), teenage parenthood, minor swearing.

reader has blue eyes like Dabi's.

let me know if you spot anymore.

note: I swear, it's not that bad, just fluff with kinda angsty undertones, cuz' it's Dabi! what do you want

I mean, he was only a teenager when he had you, fresh to the villain business at the wonderful age of 16 and a half. He decided it’d be a wonderful time to drink his sorrows away one night, one horrid, awful night. He ended up fucking a woman he did not know, who was surely much older than he, in the back alley of a bar in the worse parts of town. Amidst the filth of the nearby dumpster, it was here that he would make the single worst decision of his life, either that, or the best. He really doesn’t know.

but alas, he ended up with a little swaddled baby 9 months later when the same woman angrily shoved you into his arms, declaring something unintelligible before storming out of the bar again. Dabi, who at the time was drunk and higher than a kite. didn't react. when you started crying, he didn't react. when you cried louder, thrashing around in his hold he still didn't react. he was in his own world at that moment, shutting out everything except the burn of the cheep beer going down his throat. it wasn't until he was kicked out of the bar along with you for being too disruptive and he fell asleep in one of the abandoned buildings nearby only to wake up hung over and disoriented did he realize what he had done; when he saw a quite malnourished baby laying down on his jacket that he chucked on the floor last night. your swaddle all dirty by now.

he did nothing but stare at you for a while, the pounding in his head as well as the harsh rays of the mid day sun didn't help much. He was still just a kid, a villain too, and homeless. he wasn't ready to have a child. for a split second he thought of leaving you there, God, you looked just like Fuyumi when she was a baby. but you looked worse, like you were barely living. had you... had you died during the night? he stumbled to your side of the room, trying his best to avoid the rumble of the deteriorating building. it would truly have been a miracle if you happened to survive in such conditions.

carefully, he flipped you onto your back, putting a warm hand on your chest. god. you were barely breathing. barely responding too. Dabi's breath hitched, had he nearly killed his own child? he stayed like there for a few moments. looking right at you. he really had no idea what to do. you're already on the verge of death, if you died right now, would it really matter? you've been on this earth for only a few days it seems, your mother left you with a villainous teenage father who could let you wither away in an abandoned building.

if you were to die right now. he could spare you the pain of having to live with him, you'd never have to know the horrors of life.

he could just light one flame,

let it fill the room with smoke,

and watch as your lungs give up

and you simply stop breathing.

...

you'd just be another person who never got to see their future.

Gently, he stroked your tiny chubby cheek with a warm finger.

he nearly laughed at the thought, killing his first child, just like his own father had done with him. he pulled you into his arms, preparing to hold a small flame right up to your face until your fragile little body couldn't take it anymore. then he'd leave your body here as he burns down the rest of the building. a fitting memorial. but before he could do anything,

he paused - you - you squirmed in his hold. cracking open your eyes to stare at him with soulless blue eyes that mirrored his own, tried and scared. an expression that surely should never be on the face of a child.

Dabi truly can't quite recall what happened in that moment when he held you in his arms. all he remembers is a clenching in his heart. maybe it was the alcohol and the drugs. but he felt the emptiness and the pain. the gut wrenching, soul crushing pain, the type that he felt whenever his father would ignore him, again and again. he pain he felt when he saw his childhood home again after so many years, only to find that nothing had changed; he was forever gone and no body gave a fuck.

but- you. just you. you were just like him. you wanted nothing more than a little bit of love. would it truly be so bad if he gave it to you? he'd keep you around, for a while at least.

that's what he told himself as he found himself stealing diapers and baby powder and formula and what not from a convenience store, only to fuck up making formula and changing a baby. he did a little victory dance with you in his arms when he finally figured it out.

but that's only after he managed to get some midwife or other doctor to do a lil' check up on you. (only to knock them out for the police to find their body hours later.) anxiously analyzing everything the doctor was doing, making mental notes to himself to have you try and eat better.

he tended to do more robberies and muggings these days, only to spend it all on a shabby little one bedroom condo in one of the cheaper (and by proxy, crime ridden) parts of the city. it was better than being a single parent living on the streets I guess.

he ended up turning the bedroom into your nursery, if you would call a room that could barely hold a twin sized bed, full of nothing but a crib, a small closet full of dirty clothes, and a big stack of baby products in one corner; a nursery. he instead slept on the couch most nights. but he would forever find himself running back into your room whenever you would cry, he almost always ended up letting you sleep on his chest on the couch. both arms slung over your tiny body so there would never be a chance you'd fall out of his grip.

but life got better with time it seems. he started taking bigger jobs, bank robberies, sometimes murders every now and then. he built a good reputation for himself. and you. you grew on him. who was once a fragile little thing, right to death's doorstep. now, when you smiled, he felt ever so full of life.

he liked how you would always wait by the door after he went out to run an "errand", always being right where he left you and babbling happily when he came back. making a little gesture to be picked up and carried.

he liked you you tend to boss him around most of the time. you could point to where you wanted to go and he would happily carry you there. he isn't even aware of what he's doing, you could yell at him (as best as a baby can anyways) and he'd meet your demands near instantly without much complaint. someone else would have to point it out for him to notice.

he especially liked how you would stare at him with wide eyes as he would smoke on the balcony with the glass door shut. every night, it was a routine, just after dinner, Dabi would snag a pack of cigarettes, and sit outside on the balcony to smoke, occasionally looking back inside through the glass to see what you were doing. he would put on a little cartoon or set out some toys for you. and while that'd keep you entertained for a while, you'd still drift towards him, looking back at him through the glass to try and get his attention. his smoke breaks kept getting shorter and shorter because of that.

he liked how every time he woke up, you would always be with him. looking up at him with those big blue eyes that he gave you. especially the way you'd always look at him with nothing but love and joy.

the same eyes that he used to look at his own father with disdain and fury.

he'll joke around that you're too clingy, always following him, attached to the hip, quite literally with how often he holds you on his hip. But deep down he knows he'd be torn apart if you were gone from him for even one hour. he can't live without your little hugs and giggles and stupid playtime's and everything. please, your love means the world to him.

but he was still only ever a boy, a boy who never quite got to grow up the way he was meant to. but you will forever be the reason he'd try and be a man. for his little girl. he remembers how he'd make more frequent trips to the grocery store, how he'd stock up on medicine for kids, how he'd buy cleaning supplies to somehow make the rinky dinky condo you both live in a tad bit more suitable for a child.

you're the reason he even joined the league. this world has already killed him, and while he was given a second chance as Dabi will it really ever be the same?

but you. you are so full of life, so perfect, awaiting a future unknown. he'll sculpt this world with the second chance he's been given. for your father, Touya, may be dead, but Dabi is not, and he is very much ready to give you what he never had, even if he dies again in the process.

but with the league comes responsibility, a time consuming responsibility. gone are the days when he'd lounge around at home all day and only leave to take you to the playground or grocery shopping, and the occasional robbery when he was low on cash. now he was busy! can you believe it? now Dabi may have skipped nearly all of high school but he wasn't that stupid enough to leave a child home alone for hours on end. hence, he came to the conclusion of daycare. the horrid, horrid daycare.

he nearly cried when he realized his little girl was growing up so fast, it seemed like just last week he was holding you on his hip as he heated up a bottle of formula in his hand to finally get you to shut up and sleep. that only a couple days ago you walked your first ever steps after he came home early with your favorite snacks. he wasn't even able to record it he was too busy sobbing as you held onto his legs to steady yourself waiting for him to pick you up. it literally felt like yesterday you said your first words, "baba" after he jokingly started calling you cry baby.

this actually led to quite a lot of problematic nicknames, cry baby became Babs and Babs became bun and bun became bunny and bunny---- (i'm losing it as I write this.)

but nonetheless, it hurts. so every morning he'll wake up at the crack of dawn to haul you out of bed and get you all pretty and dolled up for the day. he lets you choose your shirt and pants and bows and what not. tying up your little baby sized shoes to take you to the next district over. now, he would've enrolled you into a daycare much closer to home but he really wants you to be safe, and unfortunately anything and everything in your neighborhood without his supervision is not and never will be, considered safe. so he'd much rather escort you via public transport to the richer neighborhoods every single morning than have you be in danger of any kind. sure, you're a little out of place, with thrifted clothes and frizzled up hair from only ever using your dad's 4-in-1 shampoo. and he's definitely out place. hence why he never quite shows his face to the teachers. always ushering you into the daycare building before leaving as fast as he came. The teachers think that he's your older goth brother who's being forced to take you to school by his parents. is it exhausting? yes, very much so. will he do it on repeat for the rest of his life if that means ensuring your happiness and safety? most certainly yes.

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PART 2 IS HERE

that'll be all. I might do a part 2. tried something different with my writing this time and hope it's better than the rest of my works.

my stuff is right here: Bnha master list, rules for requesting, ask box

send me an ask, I fucking love hearing from you guys.

edit, 4 hours after posting: I'm very disappointed that I still have no new asks. very disappointed in you all.

[candycandy00]

Boku no Hero Academia Master List

A list of BNHA fanfics I’ve written. Arranged newest to oldest (in each category). Fics have Fem Readers and contain smut unless otherwise noted! My work is for adults only!

Shigaraki x Reader

Shower Duty (Prison AU, Noncon/Dubcon)

Office Life (Gender Neutral Reader, Dub Con, Violent Fantasies)

The Scarecrow Walks at Night (Halloween fic, Shig as a Scarecrow)

Tentacle Tomura (Tentacles, Anal)

The Pirate and the Mermaid (AU) (Three Parts!)

Too Intense For you? (BDSM)

Reader Uses Mind Control Quirk on Shig

Dark Carnival Chapter 1 (Whips, Blood, Death)

Playing a Fighting Game - Loser has to Strip

Shy Reader Giving Shig a Christmas Present

Sitting on Shig's Lap While he Plays Games

Exhibitionism

Shig Corrupts Shy Hero's Sidekick Reader

Size Kink - Shig With Short Reader

Mommy Kink

Breath Play/Choking

Break Time (Reader is a Waitress with a Crush on Shig)

Dabi x Reader

I Got a Goth Santa Boy for Christmas! (Kinkmas fic, Dabi as Santa’s Helper, Spanking, Degradation)

Hospital Hostage (No Quirk AU, Suggestive) NO SMUT

Come Find Me (Hawks x Reader x Dabi, Horror, Non-con, Drugging)

Blood Moon Rising (Dabi as a Werewolf, Breeding)

Count Touya (Dabi as a Vampire, Bondage)

Waxwork (Dabi as a Vampire + Werewolf)

The Visitors (Post Ending, Touya in Prison) NO SMUT

Zombie Apocalypse AU (Four Parts!)

Dabi Under a Lust Quirk

Dabi with Innocent Nun Reader

Piercing/Torture

Teasing that Leads to Rape/Non-Con

Trending Topics (Dabi Sees Reader's Pervy Tweets About Him)

Lazy Sex

Breeding Kink

Mr. Compress X Reader

The Experiment (Horror, Gore, Halloween Fic, Compress as a mad scientist)

Dark Carnival Chapter 2 (Blood, Gore, Death)

Mr. Compress x Reader With Bunny Quirk

Twice x Reader

Dark Carnival Chapter 3 (Horror, Blood, Gender Neutral Reader) (Three Parts!)

Hawks x Reader

Come Find Me (Hawks x Reader x Dabi, Horror, Non-con, Drugging)

The Chase (AU, Vampire!Hawks, Bondage, Choking, Breeding)

Non-X Reader

League of Villains Heroes (Set after the end of the manga, the League has split up and are in therapy, but a new threat turns them into reluctant heroes.) Multi-Chapter. NO SMUT. (In Progress!)

Unmerry Christmases (Platonic ShigaDabi) NO SMUT

AFO x All Might Aladdin AU Master/Slave Dub-Con

[the-dawn-star]

Dabi with teen reader who hides behind him whenever meeting new people that they don’t know? Like he will be talking to someone new that the lov recruited and they will just be behind him holding onto his jacket scared of the person because they have bad trust issues and are just generally scared around new people they don’t know

A/N: This was so hard to write and I'm not really happy about this but I hope you like it.

-S

+300ish words.

The one thing that people forget about being a villain, there are those tasks that no one wants to do. Those boring ones that are more of a chore than anything else. 

And today Dabi had pulled the short straw and gotten the task of introducing a new recruit to the base and the members.  

New members were most of the time kids that didn’t understand what they were joining into nor the fact that they could die in the process.  

He tried to introduce the members the best he could and tell which ones are best to leave alone but he really didn’t care about the possibility of the recruit poking the bear.  

For once, you had decided to come to the base with Dabi. You weren’t really a part of the league but because of your affiliation with Dabi, you were pretty much considered an unofficial member.  

The recruit started to talk and the same second Dabi had drowned out the words.  

Dabi got the urge to turn around and walk away but decided against it purely out of boredom.  

The villain was brought back to reality by a gentle pull on his jacket.  

He knew it was you even before seeing you and turned his attention completely to you. 

The recruit quieted, clearly confused by the situation in front of him.  

“Is everything okay?” Dabi asked, turning away from the recruit.  

“Yeah, I was thinking of going back home,” Your words were quiet, and Dabi saw you side-eyeing the recruit.  

“Yeah, let’s get out of here,” Dabi was already turning to the door, clearly wanting to leave just as much as you.  

“What about him?” You asked, pointing to the recruit. 

“Toga can take care of him!” Dabi was half out of the door. 

“Kurogiri said not to let Toga do the tours!” You yelled back, panicking a bit before running to Dabi who closed the door with a bang after you got to the other side.  

[nixwriteschaos]

Ello! I just read your Dabi x Mother figure reader and I really really really loved it a lot! I was wondering if you could make a similar fic with the premise of Shigaraki x an older male reader who is a father figure towards him? You don't have to of course, I just really liked that Dabi fic and thought it was sweet!

A Father’s Love

Shigaraki x Male!Reader [PLATONIC]

Summary: Shigaraki grew up with an abusive father and a weak mother. He was traumatized after killing his whole family, and ended up living with All For One. It didn’t do any good for him, All For One was a controlling father figure who acted like he was doing what was best for him. All changed after recruiting a man with a unique Quirk.

★☽A/N: To be completely honest, A Mother’s Love is definitely one of my favorites!! That and Unexpected Interest. If you guys noticed my writing is slightly different, it’s either because I’m lazy, have improved, or have Writer’s Block… ANYWAYS, ENJOYYY!! <333

Contents: FLUFF & SLIGHT ANGST?

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The League of Villains is a dangerous organization, known for their evil crimes. All orchestrated by All For One himself, a centuries old threat to Japan’s society. His successor, Tomura Shigaraki, isn’t much different from his mentor.

Tomura Shigaraki grew up with an abusive father and a weak mother. At age 4, he killed his whole family, leaving him alone with no guardian and ended up living with All For One. It didn’t do any good for him, All For One was a controlling father figure who acted like he was doing what was best for him.

All changed after recruiting a man with a unique Quirk.

He was an old soul, a man in his 40’s with a unique Quirk. His name was Y/N L/N, known by society as Poker Face for his card-related Quirk. He was recruited by Dabi a couple days ago and he had already made his impact in the League.

The reason why he was invited to the league was because of his Quirk, which allows him to have any ability to extract any meaning from a card and use it to his advantage. Despite being called Poker Face, the cards that he can only use are tarots cards.

Dabi deemed his Quirk useful and recruited him to the team. With time, he slowly went up the ranks and was side by side with the main league. He was hard-working and focused at any task he was given. He was an impressive addition to the team.

By the time he joined the main league, he became very well known in the LOV. Known for his fatherly aura. He used to have a daughter that would’ve been Shigaraki’s age if she hadn’t died in an accident. An accident that All Might failed to save everyone in. Because of this, his hatred towards All Might was born and it grew everyday by the amount of people praising him for his work.

Toga absolutely loved him! Her parents had always found her weird as a child. Y/N? He doesn’t give two shits about her quirks. “You want to drink my blood? Okay, just don’t drink it all!” He would say with a big smile on his face, offering his arm towards her. “You want me to find a bird to drink all its blood? Give me the whole afternoon and I’ll find you a juicy one!” Another thing he would say, a huge smile on his face.

Of course, his treatment towards her is different since he’s a girl dad inside and out.

Dabi was a bit defensive around him. Although he was the one who recruited him, he only did it for the sake of the LOV. (Shocking!) But, with time, he grew to love the man as a father who supported his dreams. Touya grew up with Endeavour as a child, who filled him with so much hope and expectations, only to tell him to give up because of his Quirk. Y/N wasn’t like that. Anything Dabi suggested, he would give a pat on his back and tell him “it’s a great idea!” with a thumbs up. He was like any old dad. But to Dabi, he was the best.

Due to Shigaraki’s past, he learned to not trust people. The only people he trusted were the main league, Kurogiri and “Master.” All For One wasn’t exactly the best father figure after his late father died. He wasn’t abusive, surprisingly, but was controlling and manipulative. He always said that he was doing what was best for Tomura and to trust him.

All these years, Tomura was brainwashed to think that All For One was the best thing that happened to him.

But he was wrong.

When Y/N greeted himself, Tomura saw him as a disgusting old man. He thought, How could an old man like him be so great? with a scoff. He didn’t even shake his hand!

Shigaraki was bothered every single day by the older man. Everytime he was having a tough time, he found it annoying that L/N would go out of his way to comfort him. Everytime he was motivated or had done something successfully, he was there to cheer him on.

Slowly, even though it was unintended, his trust in Y/N increased. He found it trustworthy enough to handle things on his own without having to report anything to him.

And by now, he trusted Y/N with all his heart. All For One did not like this “new recruit.” He found him distracting towards Shigaraki. He despised how Y/N was basically stealing his successor.

Shigaraki didn't know that he saw Y/N as a father figure. He was caring and much more considered than All For One. He couldn't believe he was comparing Y/N with All For One! The very being who saved him.

But he wasn't considering his opinions, he never was there when he was having his breakdowns.

Y/N was. In one of his breakdowns, he scratched his neck to the point it was red and blood started to seep out. All For One wasn't there, but Y/N was. He quickly helped him, stopping him from causing more damage to his skin. He helped him calm down and regain control over his emotions again.

He was kind enough to put some ointment or cream to treat his wounds. He was still shaking but Y/N didn't mind. He just smiled at him and reassured him that everything was fine.

That was probably the first time in ages. The first time he cried, sobbed, in ages.

He couldn't stop the tears from falling from his eyes. His body shook even more as tears started to flood his vision.

He didn't know if this was from relief or what. He didn't know why he was crying, he just was.

Y/N sort of panicked when he suddenly cried in front of him. He rushed to comfort him with a comically sweaty state. “Hey, hey, it's okay!” He embraced him and patted his back.

Shigaraki couldn't move, he didn't even hug him back. He just sobbed the entire time, wetting Y/N's shirt in the process. Y/N was still shocked by this reaction, unable to react except trying to soothe him by rubbing his back.

Let’s just say that Y/N is his favorite person now. More than All For One.. (AFO is definitely angry about this revelation).

Oh! And he’s not afraid to call Y/N “dad.” <33

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[thetreefairy]

Hello I just wanted to say I love dabi and reader sibling dinamic and I wanted to ask for how would dabi react to finding out that reader actually burned them selfs And hid it from the whole league and he finds out about it?

gn reader, pure fluff tbh I honestly think Dabi would be calm and just telling reader how to properly take care of it. So here it is:

"Oi, brat! I got you that new album from that Astro group, you really got a thing for anyone as long as they are pretty, don't you?" Dabi said as he bursted into the room, his eyes flickering to a darkened spot on their skin. "Why, of course~!" Reader said in a teasing voice as they tried to casually slide on their gloves, they were sitting on their bed. "Got a bruise?" Dabi asked as he walked towards Reader. "Show me, or I will snitch on you to handy man about the times you sneaked out to see that hero brat."

Dabi placed the album on the bed and dropped to his knees. holding his hands out, signaling to Reader to show him the 'bruise'. "Alright, alright, just don't tell dad 'bout my friend." Reader took off their left glove and showed Dabi.

Dabi noticed that it was a first degree burn, close to second degree, so it will be the best to treat it as such. "It happened while cooking." Reader admitted, knowing that lying or denying that anything serious happened would piss him off. "Did you run it under cool water?"

"Yeah, it took off the burning feeling slightly."

"It looks close to a second degree burn, so to be safe its best to submerge it in cold water and cover with dry non-sticking dressing. I'll help you, but if Handy man notices anything your on your own."

"Mean burnt bitch."

"Could say the same about burnt munchkin, but now you'll be subjected to my cuddles and what was that movie that you disliked again? Ah! The Bee Movie, you will be subjected to that as punishment."

"You cruel motherfucker."

Listen, the bee movie, it haunted me in my dreams the first time I saw it. It's cursed.