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fionnalovesanimeboys · 1 year

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Dabi revealing his identity while dancing in front of his father. Give this man a medal for villain of the year !

#Dabi stans #Dabi supremacy #Dabi simp #none of the villains is pulling out the shit like Dabi did just now #praise dabi #mha spoilers #bnha spoilers #league of villains #todoroki touya

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missmeinyourbones · 2 years

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ooh L may i ask who’s your favorite villain in mha besides dabi? idk if you said it before or not😭

hi babie !!! i haven’t answered this yet so thank u for asking :)

in my opinion, no one comes close to dabi LOL but if i had to pick, id say shigaraki just bc i really do like his story line and think he’s super well written! toga is cute on a girl boss level too :/ lol

#dabi supremacy #l answers <3

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poisonkkay · 9 months

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DabiHawks || MODERN AU

More AU content, also from last year! I still really like Keigo especially ngl 👀✨

#modern au #art #dabihawks #bnha #mha #dabi #dabi mha #touya todoroki #hawks #hawks mha #keigo takami #trans keigo supremacy #bnha au

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jasontoddssuper · 5 months

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Proshitter Bnha fans be like 'Dabi would flirt with Izuku/Bakugou/Momo if they were villains!!!' as if Dabi 'Eldest brother who's a disabled punk that brutalized and publicly humiliated a cop for killing his best friend over having DID' Todoroki wouldn't see a severely traumatized kid with a hodgepodge of neurodivergent disorders join his team and immediately adopt them as his younger sibling(which btw he already did with Toga in canon but as far as they're concerned she dosen't exist)

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gayfortheplot · 2 months

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Dabi's the kind of guy to say "I know" when Jin calls him pretty, then sit there grinning like an idiot for the next hour because his husband thinks he's pretty

#when i tell you Tomura can't STAND them #dabitwice husbands supremacy #bnha #my hero academia #mha #league of villains #bnha dabi #todoroki touya #bnha twice #jin bubaigawara #dabitwice

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dabisqueen · 1 year

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new mom over here so i really need to know what you think dabi's reaction would be to his s/o getting overwhelmed with their baby?

(i also require your thoughts on what his reaction would be if said s/o asked for another baby at some point, whether while theyre fucking or just as a conversation they have together at some point during the day)

Hey nonny,

Sorry that I am answering this so late. So we all know that Touya loves his family. After waking from his 3 year coma his first thoughts were of his family.

Dabi—he's different on the outside. He's hurt, he's in a lot of emotional pain and anger. We all know that.

So, at first he's gonna be giving you a hard time when you tell him you're pregnant. But he's not a jerk so he's gonna support you however he can, steal some good food for you or diapers.

But when the nurses hand him the baby in the delivery room after you gave birth?

Hes gonna be a goner.

Totally quiet he stands there, eyes wide with wonder at this little naked miracle. Not able to believe that it's something he created. That he created Life.

Brilliant blue eyes looking up at him while the little pudgy hand closes around his thumb and that's when a tiny drop of blood will find its way down Dabi's cheek.

He'll be the most supportive dad. Not ever wanting to let go of the little baby, even hesitant to give it to you when it's hungry and ready to be breastfed.

And when you ask him if he would ever be ready for another one? He'll be on you within a second, baby all fed and sleeping, dragging you off into the bedroom to put another baby inside of you.

Cause finally he has the family that he has always dreamt of. The family that is there for him and loves him the way he is. With all his scarring and faults, his tempers and emotional trauma.

He wont be perfect—no one is. But he will try his hardest to be the best dad and father for his kids.

And the best supportive partner for you.

💙💙💙💙

#dad dabi supremacy #dad dabi #tw pregnancy #dabi #dabi todoroki #bnha dabi #dabi my hero academia #mha dabi #touya todoroki #todoroki touya

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ghostbeam · 2 years

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sfw, 500w, literally just cuddly dabi

The glow of the television fills your dark living room as u lounge on the couch. Dabi sits almost on the other end of the couch, his profile on display as he watches the gory horror film in front of him.

You’ve been stealing glances at him all night. He’d brought dinner and rented a movie for the two of you, opting to sit far away from you on the couch when he settled in. And now you’re stuck longingly staring at him from across the couch while he pays you no mind.

“Do you wanna cuddle?” You question aloud, keeping your eyes on the television in front of you to seem nonchalant. You watch Dabi’s head snap towards you in your peripheral.

“Yes.” His answer comes quick, like he’d been waiting for you to ask. His urgency makes you giggle, and you turn your head towards him to see the faint blush that spreads across the unmarked skin of his cheeks.

You open your arms towards him, your hands grabbing for him as he rolls his eyes at you. He crosses the couch in seconds, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his head on your chest. Your hands find his hair, running your fingers through the ivory tuffs, smiling when you feel his shoulders relax and hear him sigh against your skin.

“You could have just told me you wanted to cuddle.” You tell him, nuzzling your nose against his hairline. “Or you could have just grabbed me, you know.”

“Who said I wanted to cuddle?” He mutters,

“The quickness in which you agreed kind of gives it away.” You tease him. He turns his head, hiding his face in your neck.

“Whatever.” He grumbles against your neck. You shake your head and move your hands to the side of his face, guiding him to look up at you. Pretty blue eyes gaze into yours as you analyze his face. He’s beautiful, the way his hair falls over his forehead, his long lashes that curl over his top lash line, his jaw, his nose, his lips. You run your fingertips over the seam of his scars, feeling the cool metal of his piercings beneath them. Dabi let’s his eyes fall closed for a moment, savoring the feeling of your palms on his face.

“I like it.” You tell him, nuzzling your nose against his. “I like when you’re like this. Affectionate. Clingy—”

“I’m not clingy.” He interrupts you, and you smile at the line that forms between his brows in a frown. You reach up to smooth it out, before placing a kiss in the same spot. Dabi pretends it doesn’t affect him, but it makes heat prickle over his skin. He never never thought such simple actions would make him feel so much, not until he met you.

“Okay, not clingy.” You surrender. “Just…sweet. Makes me feel wanted.”

He looks at you and rolls his eyes, placing a soft kiss to your lips before speaking. “‘Course you’re wanted.”

“Mm. You are too.” You whisper against his lips. He leans forward and kisses you again, deeper this time, slow and sweet as he smiles against your lips.

“Yeah, I know.”

#all I can write for him is domestic fluff….#I think abt this shit all the time it’s HUMILIATING #anyways….clingy Dabi supremacy #dabi x reader #dabi x you #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki x you #dabi fluff #bnha x reader

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kyiratodoroki · 6 days

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An MHA AU where things go (a lot) more in the villains' favor, even if things start out a little rough for the 19-year-old Blue Flame. 😏 Dabi is living on the streets and struggling through the day-to-day need to survive, but things may soon take a turn that no one in Japan saw coming.

A title is in the works...

Edit: A title has been chosen...

🌒🌟🌘Transilience🌒🌟🌘

an abrupt change or variation

CW: Language - lots of bad language 😂 - violence in the future - things will probably get dark - I rarely write anything that isn't dark in some way

🌒🌟🌘

"This fucking sucks."

That's what Dabi thought as he hoisted himself over the windowsill and dropped to the ground. He swore under his breath as the full moon slipped from behind the clouds and flooded the alley with light as if determined to expose him. He hastened his pace, slipping into the shadow of the building next door as a siren erupted in the distance.

This had been his life for the last two - no, maybe it was three - years. He lost track somewhere between then and now. His primary focus revolved around survival. Food. Shelter. He spent most of his days figuring out how to keep himself alive and out of trouble. It was all in the hope that one day he'd be able to crumble the foundation of society and shatter the illusion of perfection the masses had been brainwashed into believing about the heroes they idolized.

Propaganda spewed by the Hero Public Safety Commission put the heroes on a pedestal, made it seem like the title came with a guarantee of virtue and honor, like somehow those who wore it were incapable of being assholes with the same flaws every other human being possessed. Lying. Cheating. Narcissism. Betrayal. Being a hero didn't make someone a good person, but being a hero did make most people look the other way when the "hero" did something *unheroic*.

That needed to change. One way or another, he was going to make sure it did, but it was a goal he couldn't fulfill from the inside of a prison cell.

Dabi dodged in and out of alleyways, cut through three empty lots, and scaled a chainlink fence. The sirens eventually died down, taking the edge off his nerves. When he felt confident no one was following, he doubled back and headed for the condemned piece-of-shit he'd been calling home since the beginning of summer. It sat on the outskirts of one of the worst neighborhoods in the city, which lowered the risk of being discovered by a random hero. They never came around the area unless it was unavoidable.

Thirty minutes later, he got "home" - for lack of a better word. The back door hung askew. It had a broken hinge and a large crack in the wood that had already extended a few inches since he'd found the place. Every window was boarded up except for the narrow one over the kitchen sink and one in the upstairs bathroom, which didn't close the whole way and had no screen. There was at least one hole in most of the floors, and the staircase had a busted step he had to remember to avoid. At least the roof kept everything dry when it rained. For now.

He pried the door open and stepped into the kitchen, scanning the tiny space for any sign of intruders. It was dark, save for the muted light filtering through the grime-caked window, so he probably wouldn't see shit unless someone was standing right in front of him. He sighed and tossed his bag on the counter before lighting a nearby candle with a fingertip. It didn't increase his visibility much, but it wouldn't draw attention either.

The wear and tear of life on the streets gnawed at the edges of his resolve. He'd never abandon his dream, but damn, the day-to-day left him feeling frayed. The phrase "ready to fall apart at the seams" came to mind, but in his case, the idiom was far too literal for comfort.

Dabi pushed down his exhaustion and frustration and tried to focus on the weeks to come. Winter was on the horizon, and his current residence left a lot to be desired even in the best weather. The cold wasn't an issue, but he didn't know exactly how sturdy the roof was. For all he knew, it might cave in under the first heavy snow.

"Late night?"

He didn't bother to turn towards the voice, pulling out three bowls and a few bottles of water. "The fuck do you want?"

"No need to get hostile. Do I need a reason to visit my buddy?"

Dabi barked out a laugh as he grabbed a plastic fork from the nearby box of silverware. "Buddy? That's a good one."

"Dabi -"

"Fuck you, bird. I'm nothing but your self-appointed charity project." He popped the lid off one of the bowls and threw it into a nearby garbage can - not like there was water to wash it - then stabbed the fork into something resembling rice and beef. Hopefully, the dark spots were seasoning and not mold this time. People needed to clean out their damn refrigerators more often. "Besides, I don't think all your little hero friends would approve of you hanging out here."

Dabi shoved a forkful of the leftovers into his mouth and scowled as he chewed. It wasn't moldy, but it tasted like shit. The rice was undercooked, and he suspected those dark spots were bits of burnt... something. It was impossible to tell. He swallowed anyhow and took another bite. He hadn't eaten since the previous day.

The silence went on for so long that Dabi finally turned around, half expecting to find himself alone, but Hawks was still standing in the kitchen doorway. Shadows obscured most of his face, making his expression hard to read, but Dabi swore he looked hurt. The light shifted, and then the hero was grinning.

*Gotta be my imagination.*

"Hey, I'm not the type to worry about what other people think." Hawks shrugged. His feathers rustled. He moved further into the room and gestured towards the table. "I brought some stuff."

Dabi choked down another mouthful of food and glanced at the table sitting next to a refrigerator with a missing freezer door. When he left, the surface was cluttered with bottles and cans and an overflowing ashtray. All of it had been cleared away and replaced with a case of water; a few cloth bags, which he assumed contained food; and a pillow and blanket.

He glared at the items, his grip on the bowl tightening. The hero had a lot of nerve showing up out of nowhere with his damn pity gifts. He was probably proud of himself for helping out the "less fortunate" or some shit; as if this one small act somehow made the world a better place.

It didn't change anything.

His eyes narrowed when he noticed a box tucked in between two of the bags. Even in the dim light, the bright white logo on its side was visible. Hinode Donuts The high-end pastry shop was located on the far side of Musutafu, and he'd only been there once It pissed him off even though his mouth watered at the sight.

During the previous winter, he'd taken up residence in a nice little house in Minami Ward to escape the bite of a particularly nasty cold snap that had settled over the city. The owners were on vacation, so he helped himself to a warm bed and a pantry filled with instant ramen amd chips.

One of the neighbors must have noticed his presence because the winged rookie showed up in the middle of the night about three days after he got there. Maybe Dabi should have been grateful it was the bird that answered the call. Hawks somehow figured out the nature of the situation and stayed cool even though Dabi attempted to instigate a fight. The hero offered to help him find a job and a place to stay. He wasn't stupid enough to fall for the bullshit kindness routine, but he did grudgingly allow Hawks to buy him a large coffee and half a dozen doughnuts before blowing off his warning to stay out of trouble in the future.

For the remainder of the season, Dabi stayed at a questionable hotel, earning his room and a few spare bucks by running errands he knew would make the bird regret letting him go. It's not like he had a choice, and he was used to the dirty work by that point. Morals didn't equal survival in the streets, and if he was anything, Dabi was a survivor.

"Why the hell do you keep showing up here?"

"I just can't resist the hospitality."

Dabi rolled his eyes as he tossed the bowl in the garbage, unable to stomach any more of the mystery leftovers. The bird was an idiot, putting them both at risk. Dabi meant it when he said the hero's friends wouldn't approve. If one of them caught on and followed him, Dabi knew he'd be royally fucked. A few of the jobs he'd done recently had gotten more attention than he liked. Hawks had to be aware of the situation, but here he was with that stupid cover-boy smile and his damn doughnuts.

"Look, Dabi, I know you think I'm -"

A loud bang from upstairs stopped him short. His eyes widened, and Dabi growled, his left hand bursting into flames. The flickering blue light sent an array of shadows twisting up the walls and across the ceiling as the crackle of fire filled the sudden silence.

This turn of events wasn't a complete surprise. Heroes weren't trustworthy. Some part of him - very deep inside - had begun to think maybe Hawks was different from the rest. He'd almost been willing to consider the possibility this hero had a genuine intention to help rather than try to trap him or fuel his own ego. Dabi ignored the pang of disappointment and focused on the sense of relief that came with the fact that he never let his guard drop completely.

"Should've cooked you when I first had the chance."

Hawks threw his hands up in surrender, shaking his head. "Whoa, wait! I don't have a clue what that was. I swear, I came alone."

"Not buying it, hero."

A crash erupted from the livingroom, followed by a series of thuds accented with curses that echoed through the house. The second intruder wasn't doing anything to hide their presence, and Dabi questioned whether the bird might be telling the truth after all. If he wasn't, his choice for backup sucked.

"After you." Dabi grinned, gesturing towards the doorway with the flames still dancing on his fingertips, eager for action. There's no way he was getting caught between the two.

Hawks hesitated before passing through the archway. Dabi followed, every muscle tensed in anticipation. The livingroom was darker than the kitchen. All the windows were covered in boards and newspaper, which allowed him to move around well enough during the day but made getting around damn near impossible once the sun set. He'd memorized the landscape of the space. Broken furniture littered the floor, and there was a two-foot hole near the massive bookcase that blocked the front door. He spent most of his time in the master bedroom on the second floor where he kept a small lamp and a futon and could move around a little more freely.

"Heeey, Dabi, did you know there's a step missing... Wait! What are you doing here?"

Dabi groaned when he recognized the voice and stepped around Hawks to confirm his suspicion. Sure enough, a black-clad figure at the bottom of the staircase was climbing to his feet as he rubbed his head. A mask hid his face, but his confusion was apparent as he stared at the winged hero.

"How the hell do you people keep finding me? You'd think I was advertising my fucking location on the internet!"

Dabi turned on a heel and extinguished his flame as he went back to the kitchen, leaving the other two in darkness.

#mha dabi #dabi #touya todoroki #mha fanfiction #mha fic #mha au #a twist of fate #a dance on the dark side #mha hawks #bnha hawks #bnha #keigo takami #a new beginning #mha villain au #villain supremacy

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fleetwoodmoth · 6 months

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Well Dabi is disabled when it comes to quirk society, like his body is literally attacking itself when he uses his quirk, he's resistant to an element he doesn't produce he's got the equivalent of an autoimmune disease in quirk terms and his dad knew that and the drs knew that and still didn't do anything to aid him I'm not taking criticism on this point

#disabled Dabi supremacy #I will project my issues on him thanks #mha dabi

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lesbian-axolotl-rm · 3 months

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Dude one of my irl mutual friends just blocked me because I don’t ship hotwings wtf fake ass bitch

#my hero academia #mha #Shigadabi for life though #bottom Dabi supremacy

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jasontoddssuper · 1 year

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Endeavor as Bruce in bnha dc aus dosen't work for several reasons:

While Dabi is most definitely a lot like Jason and Endeavor is his dad,Endeavor is also the reason Dabi became a villain and is a domestic abuser with a huge ego-Which is why him being The Joker instead is much more fitting

Aizawa is Right There

Related to that,Jason is not Bruce's bio son but rather his adoptive one so it makes sense that Dabi's Bruce equivalent in this type of au be his chosen father rather than his birth one

You thinking fucking ENDEAVOR is REMOTELY good enough to be my friend my best friend Bruce Wayne?!PRISON!!!!ELECTRIC CHAIR!!!!!!!SHARK TANK

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