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dabi x f!reader

you’ve gone to the tattoo and piercing parlor that sits between the two family-owned restaurants before, never for yourself but as support for friends. The man with jet black hair who does a majority of the work always makes small talk with you, encouraging you to stop by for yourself. Your curiosity is piqued, if they can do it why can’t you? It won’t hurt that bad, right? It’s not like his gaze alone lights a fire deep in your core.

tattoo-parlor au, no quirks, dom!dabi, needles, nipple play, piercing nipples, cock piercings, biting, vibrator, semi-public sex, masturbation, minor dacryphilia, overstimulation, teasing, squirting.

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Lover Is A Day P4

»»————--—————-Ch4 Wilt——--————————-««

⇒ Series: Intro, 1, 2, 3, 4 ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Dabi x Reader, Toya Todoroki x Reader ⇒ AU where Toya yoinked Shoto and they ran away from Endeavor’s abuse. The story is under cut! (Toya is 17, Shoto is 7) ⇒ 1k words ⇒Btw I have a playlist for each chapter if anyone's curious! Each chapter is based on a song I listen to while writing it. (Though it's rock)

The answer was right in front of him. To getting by with scraps, getting money, and getting Sho back. Though if you knew, you would protest greatly. Telling him those actions are those of a villain's. To be frank, he didn’t care anymore. If he was a bad guy in your eyes, in Shoto’s eyes. He just wanted to feel something. Something to get rid of the guilt that was suffocating him.

He approached the shopkeeper, an older man whose nose was delved inside a weekly newspaper. “Hey, old man.” With his right hand, Toya ignited the blue flames from his fingertips. The shopkeeper looked at him in horror, a sight Toya will never forget or get enough of. ‘So this is what sick kicks the old man gets.’ “Give me all your cash, I’m sure you don’t want your establishment to be incinerated.” The old man opened the register with shaky hands, tossing the cash in Toya’s direction. “P-Please don’t hurt me.”

Toya’s eyes glowed as bright as the flames. “We’ll see about that.” Taking a quick glance behind him, to make sure no heroes were nearby patrolling, he grabbed the old man’s arm. “Why don’t you throw in some free food too?” Toya’s arm tightened around the shopkeeper’s arm, adding heat to cause his skin to burn but not too severely. “O-Of course!” He handed Toya a disposable plastic bag with a smile on it. He let go of the old man to walk down the aisle and shove a ton of food into the bag. Bottles of water, some meds, and ready-to-eat food.

“W-Who are you?” The old man stayed shaking in the corner from behind the counter. Toya sent him a skin-crawling smile. “Dabi.”

Your phone rang off the hook, alerting you that a crime has happened. You immediately shot up and unlocked the cell phone, praying that you wouldn’t hear any news about Toya’s death or a fight he got caught up in. Instead, you were shocked to find out a nearby convenience store was burned to ashes, and the old man who attended it was hospitalized with severe burns. Something inside you tense up and made you feel like throwing up. ‘It can’t be Toya…’ You throw on your hero costume and jogged down to the crime scene.

Smoke and soot flew around like black snow, a sight that made fear rise inside of you. There was nothing left of the building, save for it’s metal structure. The air stung your lungs, but you kept moving until you saw police officers and other heroes. “Hey kid, you shouldn’t be here.” An older Pro-Hero patted your back. Their eyes were downcasted and set with frustration at the scene in front of you.

“I’m just here to learn about what happened. I live nearby.” The group raised an eyebrow at you, but nonetheless, they told you what happened. “According to bystanders, a man went inside and threatened the shopowner. Some sick robbery. No apparent motive besides money and food.” You nodded, jotting down the information on your phone. “Did anyone see what he looked like?” They all shook their heads. “Nothing, except the fact that he had some sort of fire quirk to burn this place down.”

After the discussion, you returned back home going over the information you had received. The signs could possibly point at Toya, but you refused to believe it. Not until you saw him with your own eyes. ‘Besides, they didn’t say anything about blue fire.’ You hoped with all your heart that it was just a coincidence.

Several more pyro-related incidents came up and they dubbed the villain the name ‘Dabi’, from what they had heard. You kept notes about every specific event. Armed robbery, breaking and entering, even murder. You had heard some information regarding Dabi’s appearance. Which you had jotted down with your board of the events. ‘Black hair, burnt skin, raggedy/torn clothing. Facial piercings.’ It didn’t sound anything like Toya which you thanked whatever forces there was.

But that didn’t stop your search for Toya either. You were just one more semester from graduation so you could spend way more time in the two investigations as an independent hero. Although you didn’t like the fact that Toya’s been gone for a few weeks, what could you do besides what you were already doing?

You tossed yourself onto the couch, sighing out loudly. Nowadays you barely got any sleep. Instead, you paid close attention to the news and alerts. Updating your investigations surrounding the pyro villain Dabi, and your missing friend Toya.

Your eyes caught a glimpse of the flowers wilting away in the glass vase. They were white roses that Toya had gotten for you before your ‘fight’ happened and he left. With a gentle hand, you grabbed one of the roses which their petals crunched between your fingers. You let them fall freely onto the carpet, as well as a few tears.

Your breakdown session was cut short as an incoming call lit up your phone. An unknown number. You picked up, wondering who it could be. “Y/N? This is Endeavor.” Your heart stopped in your chest hearing the too familiar voice. “E-Endeav-” “I want to speak with Toya. It is urgent.”

“How did you get my number?” The #2 Pro-Hero sighed before repeating himself. “I want to speak with Toya. Put him on.” “He’s not here.” “Then where is he?” “I don’t know!” You ended the call tossing your phone.

The cell phone shattered against the wall, causing a dent to form. Instantly, you smacked yourself for acting on impulse. The screen lit up, an alert coming through. You stood up, already being in your hero costume, and put on your mask. Grabbing your phone, you decided you could get it fixed on the way phone since it was only the screen that was mainly broken. Making the contents of the alert unintelligible.

Still, your mind went back to the phone call. How did Endeavor find your number? And if he found that, could he also find where you were? There was no doubt about it, knowing him. You wouldn’t be surprised if you got a visit from the big man himself. Especially since you just told him you didn’t know where his son is. ‘It’s your fault we’re in this mess.’ You clutched the phone in your hand, as your jaw tightened.

This was no time to point the blame, however. You had to get Toya back and make things alright. Then the two of you could go and get Shoto after your graduation, as you have been saving up money for that day. ‘I’ll find you, I promise Toya. I’ll make things better.’

Lover Is A Day P3

               »»—————————-Ch3 Sleepless——————————-««

⇒ Series: Intro, 1, 2, 3 ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Dabi x Reader, Toya Todoroki x Reader ⇒ AU where Toya yoinked Shoto and they ran away from Endeavor’s abuse. Story under cut! (Toya is 17, Shoto is 7) ⇒  1,131 words ⇒ A year timeskip for this chapter!

“He’s just a kid!”

“WE’RE just kids toya! What can WE do?!”

In your apartment, you and Toya come up with a few ideas on how to get Toya back, safely and legally. As much as he hates it, he needs to wait until he’s 18 to get custody over Shoto and keep him safe. So for a few years, Y/N becomes a Pro-Hero while Toya becomes more of a vigilante. 

He doesn’t want to be tainted with the name of a Pro-Hero but he respects your wishes of becoming one. One night, you come home to your shared apartment to find Toya all beaten up on the couch. It wasn’t the first time that he’s come home a mess, and neither was it the last time. Day by day, he’s been getting himself into worse trouble in his career. 

You sighed loudly, closing the door with your boot. “Toya, we need to talk.” He didn’t bother sparing a glance in your direction. You tossed your belongings onto the counter and pulled out the first aid kit. 

You made your way over to him, kneeling in front of him and popping open the container. You delicately dressed his wounds and wrap it in gauze. You held his arm for a moment, tenderly rubbing your thumb over the bandages. “Toya, please.” You pleaded, trying to get him to make eye contact. 

No matter how much you pleaded, he kept disregarding you. The subject is heavy enough as it is, him not complying didn’t help either. Grabbing the medical items, you swung around and placed them back into the container they belong in. He wasn’t going to talk, but you knew he couldn’t help but listen.

Hesitantly, you locked the medical kit shut and sighed out heavily. He took notice of your distressed figure, but decided to keep quiet. “Toya. You’re not making this any easier.” Your fists clenched up until your knuckles turned white. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it had to be done. “I’m tired of you coming home banged up all the time. One of these days you’re going to end up dying without me even knowing.”

His breathing picked up abruptly but he still refused to engage. “Shoto would’ve wanted better of you.” You just had to light the fire under him. It was an accident, the words had carelessly slipped out of your mouth. Which showed in your actions as you covered your mouth with both of your hands, eyes widening. But it was too late to late anything back. He had already got up from the couch, and took  heavy strides towards you. “What would you know about him? You left him.” Venom laced his words, piercing you deeply.

He knew it was an accident, he knew you couldn’t do anything that the time. But that didn’t fill the void in him, that didn’t silence the pain he felt every day. “You know I tried-,” “Tried? You ran off as always. You’re a coward. You shouldn’t even call yourself a hero.” “If that’s how you feel then you should just leave!” The two of you went back and forth exchanging further blows. It wasn’t something you could take back, but damn did it feel good to get the stress off your chests. 

You squeezed your palms tightly until you felt crescent shapes digging into your palm to keep yourself from shaking. The air was heavy with tension and neither of you moved, nor made eye contact. You could tell from his stiff figure, that he felt the same way. “Fine.” The last words you’ll exchange that night. He grabbed a backpack and shoved what little things he owned and went out the front door, without closing it. Your feet remained glued to the same place. 

Fear and anxiety wouldn’t let go of you, wouldn’t let you make a single move, or form a single word. ‘Stay.’ ‘Don’t go.’ Nothing more happened. 

The apartment was dark and silent, as you sat huddled up on the couch, your mind raced. Not only if Toya gone, if he got hurt he wouldn’t come to you. ‘What if something bad happens to him?’ Getting up from the couch, you grabbed a jacket that Toya had left behind and threw it on. There was no time to waste, something terrible could happen to him and you weren’t going to spend one second overthinking.

Hours passed, as you spent all night searching through alleyways and abandoned buildings for Toya. Dawn was coming, as the sky turned into a lighter blue. Your legs stumbled underneath you, trying to keep going. Momentarily, you fell to your knees, exhaustion over taking you. ‘No...I need to find him…’ Rising up, you leaned against the walls to help hold you up. ‘There’s no way he’s going to show himself in daylight.’ With that, you started making your way to your apartment.

The night had been cold and wet, as present in your drenched clothes and shivering form. With shaky hands, you unlocked your front door, and shut it behind you with one foot. Not bothering to lock it in case Toya changed his mind. Though, you doubt that would happen. Limping to the bathroom, you shed off the wet clothes and turned on the warm water. It felt nice against your icey skin. Sliding down until you were sitting, you let you legs collapse freely. 

Changing into a simple t-shirt and shorts, you collapse onto the sofa and stare up at the ceiling. Several situations crossed your mind of how to find him or how to get him back, but your consciousness failed you as you drifted off to sleep from lack of rest all night. 

Toya on the other hand, got his hands dirty with doing crimes for other people to scrap together some money. Did he have a plan? Not really, just a tossed together ‘Japan or Bust’ concept. He bumped into a woman, and apologized, slipping past her. Quickly, he pocketed the money he stole from her into his pants. But in order for his attempt at a plan to work, he would have to survive by himself.

Since going to your place was definitely out of the question now. He could go back, make up an apology and fix things with you. No. It was your fault he was in this situation to begin with. You two almost had a perfect life. But your carelessness cost him greatly. The pent up frustration of leaving Shoto behind that day had never left him.

He walked into a dodgy convenience store, which had some overhanging lights flickering, to buy something warm to eat. Unfortunately the cold was getting to him, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle with his quirk. His quirk...

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                     »»————-ᴄʜ2:This Time It’s Different ————-««

⇒ Series: Intro, 1 2 ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Dabi x Reader, Toya Todoroki x Reader ⇒ AU where Toya yoinked Shoto and they ran away from Endeavor’s abuse. Story under cut! (Toya is 16, Shoto is 6) ⇒ Goal: 1.3k words ⇒ Chapter 3 coming soon!! Lmk if you’d like to added to the taglist!! ⇒ Taglist: @ozzy-bozzy​ @ice-cold-bakugo​

Deep in sleep, Toya wakes up to a commotion outside of the hotel room. Opening up the curtains slightly to peak out, he saw the press all trying to get a statement from what he assumes is a Pro-Hero. He moves a bit closer to see who it is, just to see Endeavor’s flames and scowl. 

His head turns towards the window which Toya immediately shuts and runs over to Shoto’s side of the bed where their stuff was kept beside him on the floor. He rushed to change into the clothes that you dropped off for him, and he grabbed the burner phone. With shaky hands and a blurred vision, he dials your number while putting on his shoes and slinging all the bags over his shoulders. 

You pick up after the 4th ring, your sleepy voice somewhat grounding him. “Toya? What is it? It’s 3am.” You yawned but the hurried shuffles over the phone made you wide alert. “Toya? Is everything okay?” “He’s here, he’s here and I think he saw me.” There was a strain in his voice as a lump rose in his throat. His senses were telling him to calm down, that he needed to escape with Shoto while he still had the chance. 

With half a mind, he listened. “He’s at the hotel right now?” Your questions and any form of conversation you were trying to hold with him fell on deaf ears as he carried Shoto down the flight of stairs, and leaving out the emergency side door. Pulling his hood up to cover himself, he waved down a taxi and got in. He told the driver the name of your dorm complex and in a few minutes, he arrived. 

“Toya? Please say something!” You were already in your hero outfit, as you fumbled to open your front door. However, it revealed Toya with Sho cradled in his arms. You stare at him in shock, hanging up the phone. “Why did you come here? You guys can’t be here.” He looked at you with pleading eyes. Letting out a sigh, you stepped aside letting him in. 

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“You’re lucky that tonight’s the last night I have here in Tokyo.” You grabbed some spare blankets, draping them on the ground to create a makeshift bed for them. “Thank you...” You had already changed back into your pajamas and settled into your own bed. “Goodnight guys, you’re safe here.” You ruffled his ink-black hair before turning off the lights and sleeping.

While you were fast asleep, Toya laid on his back, bringing up his left hand igniting a small blue flame. His scowl ran deep at his quirk before disappearing from the fire. He grabbed your phone, pulling up the recent news broadcast. 

Endeavor stood in Tokyo, in front of the hotel they were staying at. He spoke about rumors of his sons being spotted in the area, and he had come to Tokyo to confirm or deny such rumors. But him being that close was enough to send Toya into a panic. Now he was a decent distance from the man. Hiding in your dorm room was the last place he would think of, but he was desperate for any kind of safety. 

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6am was the time that you shook Toya and Sho out of their sleep. Although the flight was in a few hours, you grew nervous for your friend and Sho. It wasn’t like you could just bring them on the plane with you. They needed tickets as well, and their passports. But then again, Toya had already brought their passports. Maybe it wasn’t too late to purchase one-trip tickets at the airport. 

“Good morning,” You smiled cheerfully to him, sitting down beside him on the floor. “Good morning, are we leaving soon?” He tried to rub the tiredness from his eyes but failing to as he still squinted at you. 

“Well not yet, I was hoping we could go to the place early to buy tickets for you two. Do you have enough?” It was a dreadful question since he could lack the money. Then again, his father was the #2 Pro-Hero. “I should...” He trailed off, looking over at Sho who was sitting quietly next to them. 

“Alright, let’s get going then! There’s a few food joints in the airport so we can eat breakfast there.” Standing up, you pulled Toya to his feet and helped him clean up the makeshift mattresses. Afterward, you led the boys to the shower room to wash up before you guys headed out, as you did the same. 

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Pulling aside a taxi, the three of you climbed in, as Sho sat nestled in Toya's lap and he held him. "Do you think he knows?" "Probably. There was no way he didn't see me." Though Toya kept pleading in his mind that Endeavor didn't see him in the hotel window last night. For the sake of his safety and Shoto's. 

The driver glanced through the rearview mirror at the boys, then at you. "Where to?'' He asked kindly, though his smile uneased you. "Haneda Airport, please." Returning a smile, you looked down and unlocked your phone. Pulling up the daily news to keep an eye on Endeavor's movements, you started scrolling through. It seems as he stayed the night in Tokyo, so something must've caught his interest. Or someone. 

Though you didn't want to worry your friend any more than what he currently was. As the dark shadow under his eyes made you feel guilty. They shouldn't have to deal with this, although Shoto seemed unaware. 

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Within half an hour, the three of you made it to Haneda safe and sound. Thanking the driver and paying him off, you led the boys inside the large building. "We'll purchase the tickets first then go and grab something to eat."

Glancing over at Toya, his cerulean eyes weren't focused on anything. He seemed tired or at least emotionally exhausted. In no time, you two were at the reception desk, Shoto messing around with the strings of his gray University hoodie you let him borrow. It was large on him but it still looked cute. 

"Two one-way tickets to Seoul, South Korea please." Toya bid the tickets while you were glancing around at the nearby fast food places. Starbucks, A pizza place, McDonald's, all the popular name brands were here as well. Since you wanted a hot drink, you would opt for Starbucks but since they needed to eat, you decided on McDonald's.

Once Toya paid for the tickets, he handed you them to put in your bag. "I'm going to use the bathroom, just order something for me." He waved you off and headed towards the bathroom. You grabbed Sho's hand, "Come on, we're gonna get some food. You know what you want?" He glanced up at you and shook his head. 

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"Don't worry, I'll let you order whatever you're interested in." Making your way to the ordering booth, you began tapping away on the screen. "See anything you like?" "Dad?" 

You froze up seeing a shadow tower over you. You doubted that he was close enough, but you still felt the heat radiating off of him. Your eyes darted to the time at the bottom left of the screen. Only an hour until your flight was ready to take off. 

Slowly you turned around to be faced with none other than Endeavor. His glare burned into you in more ways than one, seeing you in the airport with his youngest son. "Care to explain?" His voice was low enough for only you to hear. Yet, you had the feeling that he wouldn't let you explain. "I-I..." His presence was certainly intimidating. 

Your (e/c) eyes darted around behind him, hoping to see Toya. But what would he do? It's not like he could fight his father in a public setting. It also wasn't like Endeavor could harm them in public as well. The most he could do in this scenario was accuse you of kidnapping them and ruin your spotless Hero-in-training record. 

There was nothing you could do as he tore Shoto out of your arms. There was nothing you could do as he walked away, eyes full of fury searching for Toya.

 Although, there was one thing you can do. 

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                                 »»————-ᴄʜ1: ᴅᴇᴄᴏᴅᴇ ————-««

⇒ Series: Intro, 1 ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Dabi x Reader, Toya Todoroki x Reader  ⇒ AU where Toya yoinked Shoto and they ran away from Endeavor’s abuse. Story under cut! (Toya is 16, Shoto is 6) ⇒ 1k words ⇒ Chapter 2 coming soon!! Sorry this took a bit, I’m trying to properly pace this ‘^^

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“Thanks for everything.” You handed Toya the keycard to the hotel room. “It’s the least I can do until we leave.” Flashing him a smile, you followed him to the elevator. “Why are we here?” Shoto looked up at Toya, cocking his head to the side. “It’s a short stop. You don’t want to be tired on the adventure, do you?” Shoto shook his head causing Toya to chuckle and pat his head. 

“Are you sure you don’t need anything? I don’t mind running to the store.” You wrung your hands as you followed them into the hotel room. The room consisted of a queen-sized bed with an ivory plush comforter and several pillows, a mini-fridge, a gray marble counter with a sink and stove-top combo, and of course a spare room for the bathroom. 

He turned towards you, grabbing ahold of your hands. “I’m sure. You’re still coming after classes right?” You nodded and took out your phone to look at the time. “Alright, I need to head back now. I’ll come as soon as I can.” You moved closer to him, wrapping your arms around his neck. He hesitantly pulled into the hug and patted your back. “I’ll see you soon.” 

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“I’m hungry, when is _ is coming back?” Shoto looked up at Toya, his bandage now removed. He sighed looking at the crimson mark covering his eye. “Soon,” he muttered the same words they exchanged earlier. “Why not take a bath?” He sat up, nodding towards the bathroom. “Maybe...” “I can ask for some bubbles,” Shoto nodded. “Alright stay put then, I’ll be back.” He turned on the tv, switching to a random cartoon.

Locking the door behind him, Toya shoved the keycard in the front pocket of his black jeans and jogged down the stairs to the lobby. The reception area was brightly light, the beige tiles standing out. Behind the desk, an older woman with kind eyes greeted him. “How can I help you young man?” Toya asked for some bubbles, his attention diverting to the tv screen above the reception. 

On the television, Endeavor was being interviewed talking about his two missing sons, Shoto and Toya. The banner at the bottom of the screen listed information about who to contact and so forth. His cerulean eyes widen in shock. For a moment, the world slowed down and everything was shut out to him. Leaving only him and his thoughts which were running rampant. 

‘What if he knows where I am? What if he’s watching me right now waiting?’ “Here you go sir!” Toya blinked as the older woman extended out her hand to give him the bottle. He stared at the bottle like it was a foreign object, unknown to him. “Thanks...” He grabbed the bottle and jogged up the stairs. 

Once returning to his room, he ran the bath for Shoto and added bubbles. While he was distracted, Toya took the opportunity to ravage through their bags for his cellphone. With shaking hands, he went to the balcony and smashed the screen of his phone. Removing the sim card, he continued to stomp the device. 

His eyes shone, the blue terror clearer than day. Going back inside, he grabbed their clothes, safe for what Shoto had put aside, and began burning them. ‘He can’t know. He can’t find us.’ His eyes darted back and forth rapidly. He didn’t notice the cars passing by, he didn’t notice the tv showing photos of Shoto and him, he didn’t notice the tears streaming down his face, nor his breathing coming out in short huffs and he choked back sobs. 

And he certainly didn’t notice Shoto let you in, as you ran out to him, kneeling beside his curling figure. No words left your mouth, or maybe he just drowned them out. He closed his eyes tightly, his head resting in your lap. You stayed silent, your fingers running through his hair. 

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“I brought you some groceries and other stuff.” Several shopping bags surrounded you as you sat on the bed with the boys. The groceries to make soba were put in the fridge and cabinets, and she took two box dyes out from the bags. One black and the other white. “I thought you would like this.” Toya smiled tiredly, nodding his head. “Thank you, you’ve done so much already.” 

You shook your head, “I haven’t done much. You should put it on while I make dinner.” You gestured to the bathroom. “Alright alright, come on Sho.” He grabbed his brother's hand and led him to the bathroom with the box dyes in his free hand. 

In half an hour, Toya came out with black hair and Shoto had pure white hair. “I look like mom now!” Toya chuckled, with guilt and pain underlining it. ‘I have to do this,’ he closed his eyes and ran his hands through his hair. “Come on Toya! _ made soba!” He tugged on Toya’s sleeve. 

He stood up and walked next to you, “How’s it going?” “I’m cooling down the noodles for Sho right now.” Your hair was tied away from your face as your hands worked diligently to prep the meal. “I also got you a burner phone.” Wiping your hands on a towel, you take out a spare cell phone from your pocket and handed it to him. “My number is already saved. In case something happens and you need to get ahold of me.” “Thank you,” He looked over the phone and then tossed it onto the bed. 

“After dinner I need to head back to my dorm.” You handed the bowls to the boys and sat down with them. The air was tense, the incident still untalked about. A few minutes passed by and you decided to break the silence. “What happened earlier?” Toya’s face fell as he stared into his half-eaten bowl of soba. 

“I saw him on the tv, he’s looking for us.” Sho remained unaware, giving his bowl his entire attention. “Is he in the area?” “I’m not sure, and I'm not sticking around to find out.” “We have two more days before we go.” Your alarm sounded and you checked your phone. “It’s my boss, we have an assignment.” Putting the empty bowl in the sink, you hugged both of them and said your goodbyes.

Singer!Reader HCs

feat. Alt MHA bois  Part 2 Here

Pairings: Bakugo x Reader, Sero x Reader, Hawks x Reader, Dabi x Reader, Shoji x Reader, Tokoyami x Reader, Kirshima x Reader Notes: The songs I put at the bottom just imagine them with a fem! singer bc its the overall vibe I went for. There is a part two bc it got pretty long whoops

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Doesn’t openly talk about loving your music or you per se, but owns so much merch of you and your band. I’m talking posters, postcards, albums, shirts, etc. 

Listens to your voice R E LI G I OU SL Y

If he thinks he’s alone then he’ll try to duet some of your songs, convincing himself that you two would make such a great singing duo

UPLOADS DRUM COVERS OF YOUR SONGS AND FREAKS OUT WHEN YOU LIKE/RESPOND TO THEM!!!11

ALWAYS goes to your signings if he has time and when you signed his drumsticks with a heart mans is deceased

Always opts for more of your heavier/faster songs bc this man just needs the fuel to his anger. But on days when he’s really down or feels lonely he listens to your more softer and melodic songs, soaking in your vocals.

Rewatches your music videos and likes every single picture you post. 

Favorite song of yours: Calm Snow - I See Stars

Tells EVERYONE about you and your band, plays your songs on blast and recommends them to everyone. 

Doesn’t really own much posters of you/your band but he does have lots of apparel. (Shirts, beanies, keychains, etc)

LOVES attending your concerts, always gets front row seats to see your pretty smile. 

This dude man, he has pictures of you two on his page from every concert/meet and greet/ signings/etc that he’s ever attended. Like so many you know his name now. 

He’s more drawn to your easy-going, light vocals type songs 

But isn’t afraid to listen to your heavier stuff

Mans STREAMS your music videos and loves making edits of solely you

Favorite song of yours: Silence Speaks - While She Sleeps

SIMPING FOR YOU!!!! HE EVEN HAS A BODY PILLOW OF YOU IM--

Several posters, photos, stickers, albums, you name it he has it

Brings you lots of gifts to each backstage concert bc yk he buys that VIP shit

He will absolutely DIE if he sees pictures of you wearing an expensive necklace he gifted you or any sort of jewelry

Hangs out and talks to you so much that you guys actually become good friends!!

I feel like he would lowkey make fanfics about the two fo you. You cant tell me he wont

Has an ALT ACC WITH THIRSTY EDITS OF YOU!! Calls you his baby bird/dove/songbird/etc

I also feel like Hawks plays guitar or bass and he would def make covers or even collab with you bc yall besties now

Mans has a tiktok account and will def post videos of yall singing together 

Although he’s a really chill guy I feel like he leans more towards your slower songs that hit harder than the others

Favorite song of yours: The Fear Of Letting Go - Too Close To Touch

Being a villian and all, you know he cant come to your concerts/events but he damn well tries to. 

Doesn’t own much merch of yours as he accidentally burnt a poster he had of yours after a certain incident (he felt really bad bc he got mad)

I feel like he would def have a funko-pop or figurine of you on his desk

Loves jamming to your songs (blasting it so loud in his room that its literally shaking in there LMAO)

Watches ALL of your music videos, streams and BUYS YOUR MUSIC TO SUPPORT YOU HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH

Sings along with you omg even tho it hurts to reach your high notes

Thrives off of your more aggressive songs especially the one where he can feel the pain in your voice over whatever subject or whoever you were singing about

Definitely wishes he was that ex you sung about LMAO

Why can I see him punching drywall to your songs bc hes so into it LMAOOOO

Favorite song of yours: Crooked Smile - Too Close To Touch

One of the bois who don’t talk about their love for you super much, but instead is a closeted fan!

Watches your music videos on REPEAT, knows the lyrics to all of your songs

Whenever you smile at the screen or do something cute, he is STRUCK with love

Binge-watches all of your interviews/funny moments/etc, just loves getting to know you and seeing all the sides of you that isn’t the perfect singer that everyone sees

He does attend your concerts/events but he stays in the back for he doesn’t want to scare anyone or you with how he looks like

Why can I see him running an appreciation blog like-

Posting about your cute smile or laugh and he’s internally panicking bc you mentioned his blog in your latest interview saying that seeing all the kind things he posted about you made your day whenever you were down

Prefers the slower, melodic songs or where you’re just messing around

Favorite song of yours: All I wanted - Paramore

Have you SEEN THIS MANS ROOM

Like there is no doubt in my mind that he has posters covering every inch of his wall. Limited edition posters, signed posters, you name it he has it

Doesn’t really talk about you but if he knows his friends also listen to you, then he will def rant about you

“Hey Tokoyami have you heard _’s new song yet-” Man has bags under his eyes bc he streamed that song so many times last night listening to it on repeat. When the music video dropped he shared that shit on all of his social medias.

Def does covers of your songs, it fills him with joy when you repost his covers on your account with a nice message ‘You’re so talented omg!! <3 <3′ 

Also to me he would be the type of guy who posts lyrics in the comments if there isn’t any and would def go into detail about the lyrics meaning and such

Has a jacket full of patches of your band logo and album covers

He’s met you on a few occasions and he’s more than happy to stop and chat with you. Although he doesn’t go into full fan mode with you around, he respects you and instead asks about your day and such

Has no preference on your style, just that its you singing

Favorite song of his: Dance Macabre - Ghost

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Fic Type: Drabble Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Dabi x Reader Prompt: N/A Word Count: 415 A/N: Just some angst inspired by a song Warnings: Smoking, drinking, that is all

A deep inhale arose from his slightly parted lips. The end of the cigarette became a glowing orange, the smoke filling his lungs. Holding his breath, his bright cerulean eyes bore through the ceiling. His mind was a tattered mess just like him. He breathed out through his nose, the smoke being lighter than when it first entered his lungs. A soft vibrating resounded throughout his mattress. Propping himself up with his elbows, he glances over at his device. The screen lit up, revealing some missed calls and unread messages from her. His nose scrunched up at the sight of your contact name, and he placed his phone face down on the bed. Laying back down, he took another long drag. His phone began vibrating again, only this time it lasted longer. He flipped over the phone to see the reason. You were calling. Pressing the decline button, he unlocked his phone to view your messages. Scrolling until he reaches the most recent one, he decides to reply. His heart twisted uncomfortably in his chest at the sorrow your texts conveyed. 

His message only contained an ounce of sympathy but was mainly avoidant and distant as to why he hasn’t been responding. Ending it off with a goodbye, he powered off his phone to prevent his phone from being spammed by you again. His expression dulled as he stood up and walked over to his dresser, opening to get out an assortment of alcohol. Twisting off the cap and flicking it off, he drank straight from the bottle and threw himself back on his mattress. He closed his eyes, enjoying the subtle feeling of the room spinning. Drumming his fingers on his chest, he slightly nodded his head along with the music he had blaring. The persistent knocking on his door caused him to open his eyes. His forehead creased, he knew who’s at the door already. “Dabi!” He heard your muffled cries. However, he couldn’t bring himself to get up. Whether the reasoning being the alcohol tainting his movements or the guilt that suffocated him. He knew what he was doing wasn’t fair to you. But he didn’t have the willpower to stop. Or to hold you close. His eyes darted to the doorknob that was twisting but failing to open. “Can we please talk?” Your voice tinged with sadness. He decided that it would be better for both of you if he didn’t move. His mind was whirling as his eyelids fluttered closed.