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Dabi Todoroki - Blog Posts
Experimenting with colors
The brotherhood that was robbed from us
I've been staring at Dabi for a good 2 hours... Is what little skin he has stolen from someone else?
It's stapled onto his burned body so i assume that new skin isn't his....
Did Dabi skin someone?
(he's absolutely a Todoroki, maybe that's why his family doesn't recognize him? Cuz he's literally wearing someone else's face.)
Burning child.
oh my goddd, i am so proud of this?!! literally just made it, i always love seeing these kind of creations on Pinterest and i really wanted to make one of my own and ?!!!! so cool!!!
Quote : When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.
From : Richard Kadrey, Aloha from Hell (Sandman Slim, #3)
also inspired by a pin i have saved on Pinterest that i for some reason cannot link :(
Yay shigaraki and dabi. Also first post here! Idk if I’ll keep posting here but I’m very happy with these drawings and how they turned out so I wanted to share!
Please don’t repost on another platforms without credit and permission to do so!
Dabi x reader
“Liar.”
🌟smut
you were dating the famous villian Dabi, no one knew about the relationship and things the two of you did together. He would always be gentle and loving to you, you loved.
That is until one day you overheard him in the phone discussing plans when he had outed himself unexpectedly telling the other person on the line how he’d leave you soon.
Today he seemed to be in a bad mood,you tried to comfort him you believe their was still something he’d love or atleast cared about you.
“Just leave me alone for fucks sake!” he yelled at you...
"W-what's wrong?!?" You eyes widen at his sudden outburst as you fell back from his push
“Im not in a good mood right now.” he said coldly, looking away from you. He was clearly upset about something.
"O-oh okay..." you mumbled as you got up you noticed blood trickling in your leg you had accidentally scratched yourself with something after he'd pushed you.
"I'll give you some space" you let out as you went into your room limping
he noticed how you limped, noticing the blood from your leg. He was about to say something, but you limped away before he could even say anything.
he was trying to act like he didnt care, but on the inside he was worried about you.
Even though he was trying to brush you off like you were nothing, deep down he actually kind of cared for you. But he would never admit that, not right now at least.
he started to feel a bit guilty for yelling at you. Seeing you limp to your room with blood on your leg made him feel bad. He didn't want to admit it, but he did care about you.
he walked up to your closed door and knocked on it softly.
"I'm busy not right now dabi..." you let out softly you didn't want to see him not after he'd just pushed you
he placed his hand on the door, leaning his forhead against it. He felt bad for yelling at you, but tried to hide it.
“C'mon doll... open the door.”
"I said I'm busy okay." "I'm not in the mood for your screams just go out and drink something I don't know do whatever but right now I don't want to see you" you snapped back at him harshly
he let out a frustrated sigh, he couldnt believe he actually felt guilty for you. He gripped the handle of the door and barged into your room, looking at you with furrowed eyebrows.
“Don't you dare use that tone with me.”
"W-what the hell dabi!!" Your eyes widen to the fact he'd just barged in he couldn't even give you space
he was angry, but there was also guilt in his eyes. Seeing how startled you were by him barging in caused him to feel even more guilty.
“You're my girlfriend, you can't just ignore me.”he grunted as he closed the door behind him.
"Oh but you can push me?!" You shout as your lips quivered trying to bandage your leg but struggled. Acting like it's MY fault you're in a bad mood." You mumbled angrily
he let out an frustrated sigh, he was feeling more guilty as you struggled to tend to yourself. He walked closer to you, stopping in front of you.
“Just let me help, dammit.”
"I'm good." You snapped at him
he rolled his eyes, he was getting annoyed.
He grabbed your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him.
“Stop acting stubborn and just let me help you.”
You eyes filled with tears as he grabbed your chin
"-leave me alone danm it!" You slapped his hand away. he was getting more annoyed by how stubborn you were at the moment. He grabbed your wrists and pinned you against the bed, standing over you.
“Stop acting like a damn brat and just let me help you!” Seeing your scared expression on your face made him feel more guilty. He looked down at you as he still had your wrists pinned down on the bed. He was trying to act tough and show that he didnt care, but inside he just wanted to make sure you were okay. He let out a sigh, loosening his gripped on your wrists a bit.
“Please, just let me help you dammit...”
You simply nodded knowing if you denied him more he'd be madder.
“Move your leg, let me have a look.”
he moved closer to sit down next to your leg, picking it up softly to look at the wound. He grabbed the cloth and carefully pulled it away from the wound, noticing how deep and wide the wound was.
“...you did a terrible job at bandaging yourself.”
You tired away letting out a simple
"Mh..."
he saw the wound on your leg, it was bleeding a lot. He pulled away a little, his eyes scanning your body.
“Did I seriously push you that hard that you cut yourself this badly?”
"Just shut up." You snapped at him he really asked you that type of question seriously.
he flinched a bit when you snapped at him.
He put his hand gently on your leg, trying to be soft and gentle, despite his usual cold demeanor.
“...I'm sorry, doll... I didn't mean to push you that hard. I was just... frustrated and took it out on you...” hearing his word the nicknames he’d given you hurt.. with his words you bluntly responded.
"You know I know you don't love me right?" You finally let out as your lips quivered into a slight smile.
he was surprised when you suddenly said that. He fell silent for a moment, his hand still on your leg. His eyes widened as he looked away from you.
“W-what.??”
"Y-yeah... I overheard you on a call... b-but um if you needed help you could've just told me instead of leading me on ya know?" Tears feel down from your batting eyes as you looked away as-well he froze up as you said that. His heart started racing as realization hit him. He never thought you'd be able to overhear him during that one call. All his plans of using you and his true thoughts about you were ruined and he couldn't do anything to convince you that it wasn't true.
“...you heard that??”
You softly nodded "c-could you hurry up with the bandage..."
he stayed silent for a moment, trying to process what just happened. He wanted to deny it all, to act like you hallucinated the whole thing. But the look on your face as you tried to hold back your tears told him everything he needed to know. He knew you heard everything, everything he said on that call.
“...yeah... yeah I can.”
he said as he broke out of his thoughts, grabbed the bandages, and started to tend the wound on your leg
"Thanks.." you let out softly being the only word you could tell him before stuttering
he stayed silent for most of the time while he bandaged up your leg, focusing on the wound rather than the uncomfortable atmosphere in the room. He could clearly sense that you were upset, as he had every right to expect it. He felt guilty for using you, but at the same time knew he needed to continue and that he couldnt stop himself.
“...you're welcome.”
he said as he finished the bandaging, putting the cloth away on the bedside table.
"C-could you leave me alone for a moment?" You questioned while you hurriedly wiped your face.
he hesitated for a moment as you questioned him. He was about to say something, but seeing you hurriedly wiping the tears from your face made him realize that you needed space. He exhaled, standing up from the bed.
“...yeah. Sorry.”
he said as he slowly walked out of your room, closing the door behind him.
And with that you bursted out crying everything you've been holding in you unleashed, your heart ached for him for love, for desire but everything your heart wanted wouldn't happen anymore.
he stood outside your door, hearing your sobs coming from the other side of the door. He leaned against the doorframe, feeling a mix of guilt and confusion. He knew he had hurt you by using you and faking feelings for you all this time, but now hearing your sobs made him realize how much he had messed up. He felt bad for treating you like just a toy, and for letting it go this far.
"S-stupid!" You yelled at yourself as you grabbed your phone to search and call people for a place to stay, he could hear your muttering and the sound of you scrolling through your phone.
He couldn't help but listen through the door, listening as you called around to look for a place to stay. He clenched his fists as he listened, trying to fight back the feeling of guilt that was eating him up from the inside.
"I-I can?!?, thank you so much hawks!!"
You hadn't stopped crying but felt relieved someone was willing to help you out, your friend hawks was nice enough to open his doors to you. You got up a bit in pain but enough to grab a bag and pack.
he could hear you talking to someone on the phone, assuming it was Hawks based on what you said. He still stayed by the door, listening as he leaned closer against it. He could hear you packing a bag and the sound of you getting up which he assumed was what was making you wince in pain again.
he was conflicted, his feelings all over the place. He knew he should let you go since that would be the best for you, but his twisted mind, that had grown to like having you around, wanted to keep you with him.
He stayed by the door, listening intently as you got ready to leave his place and go live with the bird he despised. As you were done packing you put your hair in a bun and opened the door when you noticed dabi there...
he had been leaning against the door frame, listening to you pack. His eyes widened as you opened the door, seeing your now puffy and red eyes from the crying before. He stood up straight, looking at you with a mixture of guilt and uncertainty.
“...you going somewhere?”
"I um yes a friends house..." you mumbled as you tried to get past dabi
he stayed silent for a moment before he stepped in front of you, blocking your way.
“...you're going to Hawks' place aren't you?”
"Hey!..-i am..." you mumbled looking away "could you move?.."
he looked at you for a moment, his heart aching as he saw the sadness and hurt in your eyes. He knew he shouldn't try to stop you, but his possessive side was stronger than his guilty side at the moment.
“...Why? You're just going to live with him now?”
"I'm just gonna stay at his place untill I find my own.." you turned to look at him
he could sense the hint of uncertainty in your voice as you spoke. He had the strange urge to keep you with him, to tell you to not leave, but he couldn't find it in himself to do so.
“...Why don't you find an apartment yourself? Why live with that stupid bird?”
"I can't live with you anymore dabi." You told him harshly why would you after how much he'd hurt you. his eyes widened as you spoke harshly, a pang of hurt hit his chest unexpectedly when you said that you couldn't live with him anymore. He took a step back, his back hitting the wall behind him.
“...w-what do you mean you cant live with me anymore?”
"Y-you just admitted you were using me do you expect me to live with you?!? Not only that you pushed the shit out of me!" Tears from your eyes as your leg winced.
he froze in place as you yelled at him, the truth of his actions coming back to hit him.
His heart ached as you mentioned that he pushed you, and seeing the tears welling back up in your eyes. He couldn't come up with a response, his mind spinning as he tried to process the situation.
he looked at you, conflict and guilt etched across his face. The thought of you leaving and living with someone else, especially Hawks, was something he didn't want to think about. He wanted to keep you with him, to continue using you as a cover up for his villainous identity, but at the same time he felt guilty for doing so. He looked at your tears, his heart aching from the fact that he was the cause of them.
“... -I'm sorry...”
"Yeah now you're sorry..." you spat you as you went for the exit
he watched as you went for the exit, still frozen in place against the wall. His heart was racing, his mind conflicted between letting you go and making you stay. He felt guilty for using you, guilty for pushing you, just overall guilty for treating you like a toy.
“...please don't go...”
You froze in place, you heard ached in pain as you thought of everything, about you and him together ... "b-bye dabi..." you let out softly as tears feel down your face.
his heart ached as you said bye to him, the words sending a pang of pain through his chest. His guilt was eating him up, telling him to let you go and that it was for the best, but his possessive and selfish side made him move forward, grabbing your wrist
“Wait!”
"Stop it!" You shouted at him, his grip on your wrist only tightened. He couldn't let you leave, couldn't let you go live with Hawks. He wanted you to stay with him.
“I said wait.”
"W-what?.." you told him in feared
he yanked you back, pulling you up against his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you in a tight grip. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, holding you tightly as if he was afraid to let you go.
“You're not going anywhere.”
"D-dabi..." you felt yourself be welcomed in his warmth the way he held you tightly made you happy.
he took in your scent, burying his face further into the crook of your neck as he held you tightly against him, almost in a possessive way. He couldn't let you leave, couldn't let you go and live with Hawks instead. As much as he told himself he didn't care about you, he felt himself cling to you tightly, refusing to loosen his grip on you.
“You're staying with me.”
"I-I can't okay..." you tried to get yourself undone from his grip, he only held onto you tighter, refusing to let go. He knew he was being possessive and selfish, but he couldn't help the feeling of wanting to keep you with him, even if it was for his own benefit.
“Yes you can. You're not leaving. You're staying right here with me, doll.”
You started to feel weak beneath him, fuck you hated the way you loved when he was possessive with you.
he could feel you weakening beneath his grip, feeling how your body relaxed against his. He could feel himself enjoying having you so close to him, feeling how your body practically submitted to his touch. He let out a small, satisfied hum, his breath warm against your skin.
“That's right, doll... You're staying here. You're mine.”
"I-I can't!" You let out as you struggled
he tightened his grip on you, pulling you closer against him. He felt frustrated by your resistance, but at the same time he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of you in his arms, struggling against him.
“You said that already... and I'm telling you to stay here. So you're going to listen to me whether you like it or not, doll.”
he could feel your heart racing as he held you tightly against him, the feeling making a small, satisfied smirk appear on his face.
He buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and holding you with a possessive grip. He knew what he was doing was selfish and possessive, but he couldn't help himself. You belonged to him and he had no intention of letting you go.
“There you go, doll... just stay still and relax in my arms.”
You started to slowly relax as you may your forehead in his Buffy chest "f-fuck you..." you let out in tears you couldn't let him go.
he chuckled softly as you buried your head in his chest, feeling the way your body finally submitted to his grip. He could hear the mixture of frustration and desire in your voice as you muttered those words, which only spurred him on even more. He tightened his grip on you, pulling you even closer against him.
“That's right, doll... just accept it. You belong to me and you're staying here... not going anywhere.” he scooped you up in his arms, lifting you with ease. He carried you into the room, his grip on you firm and possessive. He walked over to the bed and gently placed you down, crawling on top of you and trapping you beneath him.
"I-" you felt a pair of soft lips on yours he silenced you with a deep, possessive kiss, his lips claiming yours with a mix of gentleness and domination. He hovered over you, pressing his body against yours, making sure you couldn't escape his grip.
The room filled with the sound of his breathing and the soft, wet sounds of kisses.
He spoke softly as he continued to cover you in kisses, his hands roaming your body, touching and caressing your skin. He whispered between kisses, expressing his dominant and possessive love for you as he marked you as his.
“You're mine... all mine.”
You whimpered beneath his touch "d-dabi..." you covered your mouth as you felt his kisses touch you all over.
he could hear the whimpers and gasps that escaped from your mouth, the sounds music to his ears. He continued to kiss and caress your skin, his lips and hands covering every inch of you, leaving no part of your body untouched by his possessive and loving touch
“Don't cover your mouth, doll. I want to hear your sweet little sounds...”
——
The room was cloaked in an oppressive darkness, illuminated only by the flickerinto light. On the floor, strewn carelessly, lie discarded clothing: an open shirt and discarded pants of his, your t shirt and sweatpants along with your undergarments. The air was thick with the scent of perfume. Dabi's fingers trailed up your bare thighs, lingering on the dampness he found there.
His touch was light as a feather, sending shivers down your spine. He could feel your heart pounding, wild with desire, as his teeth grazed the delicate skin of her neck. His erect cock pressed against you, setting off a chain reaction of desire that echoed through her whole body. You squirmed beneath him, thrusting up to meet him, your thighs clamping around his waist. He groaned as he sank into your, his hips bucking wildly in response.
"You're so fucking tight," he said, his voice heavy with lust.
"O-only for you," you breathed, as your hands gripped his arms as he began to move, slow at first, then faster, his, setting a rhythm that was both primal.
"F-fuck, you feel so good," he grunted, sweat beading on his forehead as he driving into you with reckless abandon. You met him thrust for thrust, your nails digging into his back as your orgasm built, the pressure mounting with every brutal.
"I'm sorry," he murmured after a while, rolling off you and pulling tour into his arms.
"W-what?" You asked, nestling your head on his broad chest.
"For hurting you. I can't promise it won't happen again, but I can promise that I'll always try to make it right. I know I said I would leave you but I can’t. And I won’t."
Tears filled your eyes as you realized that, despite his flaws, he truly cared for you.
"I-I forgive you," you whispered, kissing him softly on the lips. As the two of you drifted off to sleep, his cook began to stir once again, still slick with you.
You moaned as he moved on top of you, his hands pinning hers above her head.
"I can't get enough of you fuck." he growled, his hips grinding against you as he slid back inside. You both gasped as he entered you, your slick skin meeting with a wet slap.
"P-pleas— f-fuck me harder," you urged, digging your nails into his shoulders as he snapped his hips forward, his cock bottoming out in you again and again.
"You like that?" he panted, sweat dripping from his forehead onto your chest.
You wrapped her legs around his waist, giving him better access to your slick, wet, as he pounds into you with renewed energy. He quickens his pace, his cock driving deep, delighting in the sound of your ecstatic moans.
He grabs the leg he has earlier injured as kissed around the wound softly.
“I-I’m so sorry princess..”
you felt your insides come undone with his chest
"Goddamn, you're so tight," he growls, digging his fingers into your hips for leverage before placing your leg onto his shoulder. His hips slam into you, your breasts bouncing against his chest with each strike, sending electric shocks of pleasure shooting through her entire body.
“D-dabi!!” You yelped in a plea
“I -I can-“ you were hushed with a passionate kiss from him, lip on lip
“Cum for me princess..” he breath heavily on your lips as he thrusted rapidly, soon you came undone with a final hash thrust. Loud moans and groans filled the room switching from perfume to hot slutty sex.
He laid next to you as you cuddled on his chest,he grabbed your phone as he handed it to you.
“Call that bird and tell him your aren’t going anymore..” he said in a low possessive tone. You giggled at his words and give him a kiss on his neck trailing to your final destination his lips.
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“Love language”
Dabi x reader
🌟smut
"God damnit- Stop doing that, dipshit!"
Dabi exclaimed as you bit down on his shoulder for the third time that week. You take your sharp teeth out his shoulder and move a way just a bit.
"Jeez...at least warn me when you're about to do that."
Dabi said as he rubbed the bite mark you left on his shoulder. He looked at you with a faux annoyed expression before let out an amused sigh.
"God. What are you, a gremlin or something?" Dabi mocked as he put his hands on his hips.
"am not!" You mumble as you cross your arms together and huff.
Dabi chuckled as you crossed your arms, amused by your childlike reaction. But he couldn't help but tease just a little more.
"Oh, are you pouting too?" He said in a slightly mocking tone, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm. He took a step closer to you, his azure gaze locked onto your slightly irritated expression.
"Mh.!" "I'm allowed to ! I wish there was someone who'd understand my love language!" You say as you turn your head and keep one eye open to hear his response.
Dabi couldn't help but smirk at your outburst, finding it rather amusing.
"Oh, so biting is your love language, huh?" He said, his tone still light and mocking.
He took another step closer, his body now invading your personal space as he leaned in towards you.
"Well, isn't that interesting. Guess I'll have to be careful around those sharp little teeth of yours, won't I?"
"After dating for so long you'd would guess you knew ya know..." you mumble as you felt his body against yours
Dabi chuckled lowly, finding your mumbling rather endearing. His azure gaze fixed on your face as he rested both his hands on your hips.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe I should ve known that you show love by leaving your mark on me." He said, his tone dripping with feigned innocence. He then leaned in close to your ear, his voice dropping to a whisper.
"Though, I must admit, I kinda like it."
Hearing those words made you weak already imagining every dirty thing you could do to him and him to you, he liked it?
"That's hot." You let out bluntly
Dabi's smirk grew as he heard you speak, his hands gripping your hips just a bit tighter. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your ear as he replied in a sultry whisper.
"Oh, you think that's hot, huh?.. He said, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and desire.
"Keep up talking like that, and I'll gladly let you leave all the marks you want on me."
"Dabi stop teasing!" You yell you’d hope he wasn’t playing any games.
Dabi chuckled at your protest, finding your reaction cute as you grabbed onto his shoulders. He pulled away a bit, his hands still firmly on your hips as he looked down at you with a sly smirk.
“And what if I don't wanna stop?.."
He teased further, taking a step closer to you, his body now practically pressed up against yours. He chuckled as he lifted you up, enjoying the way your legs wrapped around his hips as he held you firmly against him. He felt you pout and couldn't help but find it adorable. He then bit down on your shoulder, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin.
"Can't help myself, you're so damn cute when you pout like that." He growled lowly against your shoulder.
"d-dabi!" You squeal at his sudden bite causing you to moan in response
Dabi's smirk grew as he lifted his face from your shoulder. He tilted his head, looking at you with a mix of amusement and desire in his azure gaze.
"Oh? I like that noise you just made..." He said, his voice low and laced with lustful tone. He shifted slightly as he adjusted his hold on you, his hands gripping your thighs just a bit tighter as he pulled you closer.
Dabi noticed the way your body reacted to his words and touch. He could feel the heat emanating from your core and he knew exactly what it meant. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl as he spoke.
“You're getting all worked up, aren't you? I can tell, you're practically melting in my hands..."
Your mouth quivers before letting out "r-room..."
Dabi's smirk widened as he heard you speak. He recognized the word you said "room".
"Oh? You want to go to the bedroom, don't you?" He teased, his hands slowly moving further up your thighs, You nod in response.
Dabi chuckled at your eager nodding, his hands slowly rubbing up and down your thighs, his touch sending shudders through your body.
“P-please-“
"Mmm, good girl. That's what I like to hear."
He purred before he tightened his grip around you, hoisting your legs further up on his hips before he started walking towards the bedroom.
Dabi carried you to the bedroom, his footsteps quick and determined. Once inside, he kicked the door shut behind him and set you down on the bed. He then unceremoniously straddled you, pinning you down with his weight as he hovered over your body, his azure eyes locking onto yours.
"You're mine, you know that, right?.." He growled lowly, his voice dripping with possessive undertones as he spoke.
"D-dabi... stop..." you let out in a moan as you felt yourself grinding on his pent up member
Dabi's breath hitched as he felt you grind against him. He could feel his member twitch in response, his eyes darkening with desire. He leaned closer to you, his voice low and gravelly as he responded.
"Oh, l'm far from done teasing you, doll."
He purred, his hands roaming your body, teasing and grazing at your sensitive areas as his lips came dangerously close to your neck.
You let out in a moan as you felt yourself grinding on his pent up member,
He lower himself onto your core slipping your panties off as he entered his tongue.
“Fuck your so wet princess” he mumbled as he suffocated in your pussy hearing how good he made you feel, the sweet moans you let out.
He took one hand and rubbed onto your clit as he added onto the pleasure. You felt his raspy mouth rub on your core as your eyes rolled back and hands holding his spiky hair, dabi chuckled by your grip.
His mouth swirled all over you could hear how he was enjoying himself as he slurped up your juices, he got up undressing himself keeping his eyes on you.
“Do me a favor and take off those clothes doll. they’ve been bothering me” he demanded in a Low manner.
You did as you were told taking off his oversized shirt you stole from him and finally unclamping his biggest bother, your bra.
He shifted himself back again onto you as he hovering over staring at your bare chest, with one hand he pinned your hands above your head while the other grabbed onto your breast and moved it in circular motion causing moans to slip out.
As he teased your breast he lowed his head to the other not wanting to leave one untouched, he licked teasing its bud the other kissing it as he moved his way up to your collarbone bitting it harshly.
“D-dabi!!” You squirmed in pleasure
“Fuck, your such a masochist aren’t ya?” He laughed at your squirms and moans.
“You want daddy’s cock don’t you?” He ask as it followed by a growl.
You nod repeatedly hopping he would just shove it in. He takes a notices at your eagerness and positions himself in front of your entrance rubbing it slowly. You whimper as you feel yourself getting hotter and hotter desperate for his cock,
“Please..” you whimper
Dabi chuckles as he slowly enters himself in you, when he’s halfway inside he groans as he feels your gummy walls clench onto him.
“J-jeez you sure are t-tight-“ he lets out a grunt as you push him completely inside wrapping your legs around his him.
“danm..” “h-hah..”
he starts to move rapidly not giving you time to adjust to his size, feeling the pleasure in your core you can only moan to the questions and comments he makes, your eyes roll back from the pleasure he’s giving you, you wrap your arms around his back as you claw deep into it with your long nails.
“Such a slut aren’t you pretty ?” He groaned as he goes in and out of you.
“Time for a switch up princess..” he mumbles as he removes himself from you flipping you onto your stomach in doggy style.
He goes back in holding a clump of your hair pulling it back. Between each thrust a moan was let out your mouth. Dabi continued thrusting harshly as he moved over to you neck and sunk his teeth onto your soft skin leaving a mark and prickle of blood.
You yelped but couldn’t help to be bothered there was more pleasure than pain you were experiencing .
“Fuc- you didn’t feel that a-ah huh p-princess?” Dabi questioned, he knew he wasn’t getting a response from your cock drunk self but loved to get his points across.
“D-dabi!! C-cummingggg-!!” You let out as he gives you a final thrust letting his gooey seed release inside your cervix.
“s-shit!!” He let out as he flopped next to you
“What the fuck y/n!!” He winces as you bite onto his collarbone as a get back.
“Now we’re both even” you giggle as you lay next to him cuddling on top his chest while your leg was on top of his waist.
“Danm it… your ucking lucky your hot ” He huffs in frustration as he turns to you and kissing you softly to bitting your lip.
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Shoto isn’t in here because he does not know what twitter is
It would be interesting to hear everyone's favorite MHA characters in order and why they like them, it would help me with my tier list 🤔 the feedback would seriously make my numbers change...
But, for now, here's my top 5...
1. Hawks
2. Kirishima
3. Kaminari
4. Shinsou
5. Dabi
My rants on each character are below, but please, give me feedback on my decisions and your own! It might make me view the characters differently...
Hawks; Keigo, in reality is a strong individual and I admire him for it. He's confident, and careful- Confidence is something I lack and I find the people who do have the ability to stand up for themselves, make an amazing impression right off the bat and be strong against their opinions are truly amazing. I guess what I see in him is someone I wish I could live to be like..? He fought through so much, from his abuse, to the HPSC, and battle trauma, then he learnt not to look back too far and continue his path with purpose. He also prioritizes peoples safety, over hurting them, even though he did end up killing Twice... But before Twice's death, he kept him out of the line of LITERAL fire!
(PS, I love myself the BBQ bird duo 🤞)
Kirishima; Eijiro is the best wingman I've seen in MHA 🤝 he stands with loyalty beside his friends and always tries to find the good side in people, like with villains and Bakugou! (Even though for most villains, it doesn't really work out..) He sets his mind to things and won't give up on it till accomplished- and in his own words, that's pretty manly! He is strong for the sake of the people he cares for, and even strangers... People know they can trust him because of his pure courage that will keep them safe.
Kaminari; The best friend anyone could ask for 🤚 give it up for my man Denks!! This guy will fight up front for his friends, needed it not, he stands on BUSINESS (even though he may fail at defending you) he deeply cares for those that gain his trust and reciprocate it... Even if it's just a little, that little will end up growing because the guy will keep persevering for the sake of literal LOVE! 😭 He's a good guy to bond with, he, by what we view in the show, is very flexible when it comes to interests... He is friends with EVERYONE! 1-A and some of 1-B... (Even if some *cough* Bakugou *cough* don't want to admit it)
Shinsou; Hitoshi is... So dear to my heart. He was told he couldn't do something. He was told it would be better if he went on to follow a different path. And yet, he decided he would show those people wrong, that he could be someone amazing. He's a determined individual and refuses to give up, waiting patiently for his opportunities and seizing them once they are there. The strength he needed to succeed, he waited till he had it, and then gave it his all once he did. I strongly believe, Aizawa saw his potential and knew that he could lead a secure, promising hero life.
Dabi; Touya was someone I thought really hard about with my placing, I would have him higher if it wasn't for his drive being made up of pure resentment and revenge... But to be honest, he cares for his friends, literally attempting murder for them- (*cough* Twice *cough* Hawks *cough*) in fact, the only time we've seen him somewhat "cry" was for his friends. Ultimately I do relate to him, friends are more important than family to me, but when you deeply think about it, those friends are more like family than anything. When shown affection, he is cold and untrusting, but that's just the careful observing side of him, waiting for the proper information to actually have some interest in someone. I for one, WISH I was that organized and cautious. 🙌
(I am too clumsy and clueless in stressful situations 😤)
(2/2) I BEG!!! SOMEONE DRAW MY HCS 😭😭 (no pressure, it'd just be cool)
𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪‧₊🪼˚‧ ✧ 𝟎/𝟏𝟖 𓍢ִִ໋˚. ₊˚ʚ 🧊 ₊˚✧ ﾟ. 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟒!
𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ★ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖/𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. 𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐃. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
Dabi is a switch, he gets more dominant each time you have sex though. The first time, he didn't really know what to do but he got the hang of it very quickly. He acts like the dominant in public but in private he's more of a mix between the two, he'd swear on his life he'd pin you down and fuck you so hard you'll bleed but then he'll be the one with shaky legs. It's kind of like opening a gift, you don't know what you'll get from him.
Dabi is probably the most kinky person you'd encounter with, but, a quick break from the smut, I feel like Dabi would identify as a demiboy but also just wouldn't give a fuck if he was misgendered because he's so burnt (literally) he's basically non-recognizable, which is the same reason he'd even identify as a demiboy. Back to the smut, he has countless kinks, and we're starting off strong with temperature play, mostly quirk play (explained in my Shigaraki post), he is into heavy bondage, doesn't matter who's being tied/gagged. He is into BDSM, spanking, glory hole and heavy degradation— leaning towards humiliation. It may seem like not too much in the list, but when you get in bed he wants to try them all in one round.
Dabi's dick size is rather large, but more average, 6 inches exactly when flaccid (15.24 centimeters) and when erect, he's around 6.5 inches (16.51 centimeters).
He isn't very good at aftercare, but he can't help but try, he tried cleaning you up but it's usually just him passing tissues at you and telling you to hurry up. Though Dabi may be a sub sometimes, he just leaves after, which is seen as toxic but he repays you with kisses and respect later on, he usually gets oddly emotional anyway.
𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢!
𝐑 𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄? — 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒
𖤐 synopsis: touya finds himself desperately drawn to his equally dangerous colleague during an elegant gala, revealing vulnerability beneath his scarred exterior as he struggles with newfound emotions while they maintain control of their complicated dynamic.
𖤐 trigger warnings: mentions of violence, implications of criminal activity, power dynamics, manipulation, and descriptions of physical scarring.
𖤐 pairing: touya (dabi) todoroki x villain! gn! reader
𖤐 side note: this was my first actual fic i made..I just decided to post it now cause I’m obsessed with the song again...
the grand hall of the underground villain society's annual gala shimmered with danger and decadence. crystal chandeliers cast shadows across the marble floors where villains of all calibers mingled, their formal attire a stark contrast to the chaos they usually wrought.
you adjusted your gloves, running a finger along the intricate design that concealed the weapon beneath. as a newer but rapidly rising member of the paranormal liberation front, you'd earned your invitation through a string of perfectly executed missions that had left authorities baffled and the villain world impressed.
"enjoying the view?" a low, raspy voice asked from behind.
you didn't need to turn to recognize who it belonged to. the faint scent of ash and that distinctive voice gave him away instantly. dabi. the plf's flame villain with a penchant for destruction and a mysterious past that nobody dared question.
"i'm observing," you replied coolly, taking a sip of champagne. "there's a difference."
you finally turned to face him, allowing yourself a moment to appreciate how the formal black suit complemented his stapled skin and piercing turquoise eyes. unlike his usual casual attire, tonight he'd made an effort. the jacket hugged his lean frame, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing glimpses of his scarred chest.
"you clean up surprisingly well," you remarked with a half-smile.
"don't sound so shocked." his eyes never left yours as he moved closer. "though i could say the same about you. almost didn't recognize you without blood on your clothes."
you laughed softly, the sound drawing attention from nearby villains who quickly averted their gaze when dabi shot them a warning look.
"dance with me," he said suddenly, not quite a question but not entirely a command either.
you raised an eyebrow. "i didn't take you for a dancer, dabi."
"there are many things you don't know about me." he extended his hand, his eyes betraying a vulnerability that his smirk tried to mask. "yet."
the string quartet in the corner began playing something slow and haunting as you placed your hand in his. his skin was unnaturally warm—a side effect of his quirk—as he led you to the dance floor.
"i've been watching you," he confessed as his hand slid to your waist, pulling you closer than necessary. "since that mission in hosu city. the way you took down those pro heroes without hesitation... it was beautiful."
"careful," you warned playfully. "people might think you're developing feelings."
his grip tightened slightly. "would that be so terrible?"
you studied his face, noting the intensity behind his casual expression. dabi was known for his indifference, his detachment. yet here he was, holding you like you might disappear if he let go.
"you know how this works," you reminded him. "people like us don't do attachments."
the music swelled as he spun you effortlessly, bringing you back against his chest with practiced precision.
"tell me something," he whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. "are you just using me to pass the time? or is there more?"
you pulled back slightly to look at him. "that's a dangerous question."
"i'm a dangerous man."
around you, other villain couples danced, their faces masks of calculated charm and hidden agendas. everyone was playing a role tonight. everyone except dabi, whose eyes burned with something raw and unfiltered.
"every time you walk away," he continued, his voice dropping lower, "i find myself wondering if you'll come back. it's maddening."
"dabi—"
"i go crazy," he interrupted, "because being anywhere but with you isn't where i want to be. do you understand what that's like? to have someone crawl under your skin that deep?"
the music faded into the background as you studied him. this wasn't the dabi that the league knew—the apathetic, sardonic villain who cared only for his mysterious agenda. this was someone else entirely.
"you're acting like i own you," you said carefully.
his laugh was bitter and short. "maybe you do. isn't that what this is? you pull the strings, and i follow. like a damn puppet."
the song ended, but neither of you moved to separate. around you, villains exchanged partners, clinked champagne glasses, and plotted their next atrocities. but in your small bubble on the dance floor, something electric and dangerous was building.
"let's get some air," you suggested, acutely aware of how his fingers were now intertwined with yours.
he followed you through the grand ballroom, past clusters of villains deep in conversation, and out onto a deserted balcony overlooking the city lights below. the night air was cool against your skin, a welcome relief from the heat of the ballroom—and from dabi's proximity.
"better?" you asked, leaning against the stone railing.
instead of answering, he moved behind you, his hands gripping the railing on either side of you, effectively trapping you between his body and the stone.
"no," he said simply. "not better at all."
you turned to face him, your back now against the railing. "what is it you want from me, dabi? we've had our fun, haven't we? the missions, the nights afterward..."
"is that all this is to you? fun?" his eyes narrowed, blue flames briefly flickering at his fingertips before he controlled them. "because for me, it's become something else entirely."
"careful," you warned again. "shigaraki wouldn't approve of... complications within the ranks."
"i don't give a damn what shigaraki thinks." dabi leaned closer, his forehead nearly touching yours. "i only care about one thing right now."
"and what's that?"
"whether i'm yours," he said, his voice barely audible over the distant sounds of the party inside. "because you sure as hell are mine."
there it was—the raw desperation beneath his usual controlled facade. you'd seen glimpses of it before: in the way his eyes followed you during meetings, how his hand lingered on yours when passing equipment, the unnecessary risks he took to protect you during missions.
"this isn't you," you said softly. "the dabi i know doesn't beg."
something dangerous flashed in his eyes. "maybe you don't know me as well as you think."
his lips crashed against yours then, hot and demanding. it wasn't your first kiss—far from it—but there was something different about this one. something desperate and consuming that made your head spin.
when you finally broke apart, his breathing was ragged. "tell me you feel it too."
you reached up, tracing one of the staples that held his scarred skin together. "i've never seen you like this before."
"answer the question." his voice was strained. "am i yours? are you mine? i need to know i'm not just losing my mind here."
the vulnerability in his question struck you. for all his power, all his danger, in this moment, dabi was laying himself bare—something neither of you were accustomed to doing.
"we're villains," you reminded him. "we take what we want."
"and what do you want?" he searched your eyes for an answer.
you considered your options carefully. attachment in your world was a liability, a weakness that could be exploited. but there was something intoxicating about having one of the plf's most feared villains looking at you like you were the only thing that mattered.
"maybe i want you," you admitted finally. "but on my terms."
a slow smile spread across his face, transforming his features into something almost beautiful in its dangerous intensity. "i can live with that."
inside, the party continued—villains plotting, forming alliances, and breaking them just as quickly. but on the balcony, something new was taking shape between you and dabi—something that burned hotter than his blue flames and cut deeper than any weapon.
"you should know," he said, his fingers tracing a path down your arm, "i'm not good at sharing. what's mine is mine."
"i don't recall agreeing to be yours exclusively," you challenged, enjoying the flash of jealousy that crossed his face.
"you will," he promised, his confidence returning though the desperate need still lingered in his eyes. "i can be very persuasive."
the sound of the balcony door opening interrupted your exchange. toga's cheerful voice called out, "there you are! shigaraki's about to make an announcement. something big!"
dabi didn't take his eyes off you as he replied, "we'll be there in a minute."
when the door closed again, he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "this conversation isn't over."
"i wouldn't expect it to be," you replied, straightening his tie with deliberate slowness. "but don't forget who's in control here."
his answering smile was equal parts submission and challenge. "wouldn't dream of it."
as you both rejoined the gathering inside, dabi's hand possessively at the small of your back, you knew that things had shifted irrevocably between you. in a world where power was currency and weakness meant death, you'd somehow gained the most dangerous kind of leverage—complete devotion from a man who burned everything he touched.
and despite everything you knew about the dangers of attachment in your line of work, you couldn't deny the thrill that came with it.
after all, what was villainy without a little risk?
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𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈/𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐩𝐥𝐟, 𝐩𝐫𝐞-𝐰𝐚𝐫, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 (𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢) 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
MEETING DABI:
he acts like he doesn't care about you when you first meet, but he's definitely sizing you up, trying to figure out your quirk and how useful you'll be to the league.
your first real conversation is probably him sarcastically asking if you’re sure you’re in the right place, followed by a cutting remark about your villain name.
he secretly respects a good villain name, though. if yours is clever, it gets you a few points in his book.
if your quirk complements his in some way (like you can create flammable substances or help control his flames), he'll be intrigued, but he'll never let you know that outright. he'll just suddenly be around you more often during training or missions.
he’ll make a rude joke about your villain outfit and then make a comment about how you should “try harder” if you want to make it past this league.
DABI CRUSHING ON YOU:
he'd never admit it, but your dedication to villainy is a huge turn-on for him. seeing you embrace the darker side of yourself is... interesting.
he'll pick fights with you, not because he hates you, but because he wants to see you use your quirk. it’s also his weird way of flirting.
you'll catch him staring at you sometimes when he thinks you're not looking, especially after you've successfully pulled off a particularly brutal or clever move.
he pretends to be annoyed when you ask him for help or advice, but he secretly enjoys it. it's a chance to show off his knowledge and power.
he’ll start leaving small “gifts” for you: stolen items that he thinks you might find useful or amusing. it could be anything from a rare explosive to a vintage lighter to a particularly disturbing news clipping.
if someone else flirts with you, he'll become dangerously territorial. he might not say anything directly, but he'll make his displeasure very clear with a chilling glare or a well-placed threat.
he always seems to know when you are in trouble, often appearing out of nowhere to (reluctantly) help you. He'll deny it if you thank him.
the first time he accidentally touches you (maybe during a training exercise), he'll flinch away like he's been burned, even if it's just a brush of your hands. he’ll pretend it's because he doesn't want to get close to anyone, but really, he's just flustered.
DATING DABI:
dating dabi is intense. it's not all sunshine and roses. expect a lot of angst, brooding, and philosophical debates about the nature of heroism and villainy.
he's not good with physical affection at first. maybe a fleeting touch or a hand on your shoulder. it takes time for him to get comfortable with more.
he’ll only show you his soft side when you’re alone. think quiet moments where he lets his guard down and actually talks to you about his past (but only in vague terms, of course).
he’s fiercely protective of you, but he’ll never coddle you. he believes in your strength and will push you to become even stronger.
his love language is acts of service. he might not say "i love you," but he'll always make sure you have everything you need to succeed in your villainous endeavors.
he'll open up to you, eventually, about his past as touya. but it'll be a slow, painful process, filled with anger and resentment. be patient with him.
he'll test you, constantly. he needs to know that you're loyal, that you understand him, and that you're not going to abandon him like everyone else in his life.
dates consist of arson. maybe robbing a place, maybe blowing up a building that’s endeavor’s.
he'll find a "comfortable spot" that he isn't burning hot, and let you touch him there.
he finds comfort in hearing about your plans for the future, even if they’re incredibly violent. just knowing you're thinking about the future at all is comforting to him.
he might buy you jewelry he steals from the heroes he kills.
he will start trying to control his flames, but he will never be able to completely. he will always have a small fire burning somewhere on his skin.
he hates cuddling but he doesn't complain when you rest your head against his chest, as long as it's over his clothes.
he finds it hard to smile so his way of showing you he is happy is through a small nod.
you'll be one of the few people who see him smile. it's rare, but when it happens, it's genuine and surprisingly beautiful.
you’re his anchor. you’re the reason he keeps fighting, the reason he hasn’t completely succumbed to the darkness. he’d never admit it out loud, but you’re the most important thing in his life.
© 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 —
warnings: sfw, terribly ooc, attempted comfort, gn reader, unedited ideas straight from my brain (will edit later perhaps)
touya fumbles awkwardly when trying to comfort you; the soft touches and soothing words others might offer just dont come naturally to him. touya shifted uncomfortably as his fingers twitched on your back, stiff and hesitant, trying to imitate what he thought might calm you down. the silence stretched on as your sniffles turned into sobs filled the space, with touya cursing himself for not being able to find the right words and actions to soothe it.
hi im so sorry for taking a month long break ive been having really shitty mental health lately but i promise ill answer requests soon (pls send more) sorry its taking so long! (＿´△｀)
I fear I may be a Hawks apologist, which I didn’t know was a thing until yesterday 😙
Always!! Yk ik I love my heartbreaking ships!! Especially when they weren’t canon!!!! So be ready for some DabiHawks posts.
Hii.. been gone a while exams and then Summer then hung out with friends alot but yk,, also.. then yk kinda went back into my MHA phase. Soo.. yk now I have a new huper fixation xxx
Expect gay MHA ships (popular & rareships) posts coming soon ‼️
Manga coloring #8
This time it's not actually a manga panel but I wanted to color it 🙏🙏 (artist in bottom left)
THIS TOOK ME 17 HOURS (4 days) I'M FINALLY DONE 😭😭😭
An old spinnerdabi thing I di for art trade
As my friend said when they saw this “dabi radiates the gay”
![A Long Day Of His Boyfriends Learning That It Was His Birthday And Gifting Him Home Made [horrible] Cupcake](https://64.media.tumblr.com/b643b127b19c28adcdf23846e711b09c/565791afdfea378a-84/s500x750/c17b61fb569e77d9d6d3788bc0977115bcd78d5a.png)
A long day of his boyfriends learning that it was his birthday and gifting him home made [horrible] cupcake and other stuff 👁
Normal activities
Two very different fdab8 vibes
