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demovamp · 2 months
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gn reader !! sub dabi , breeding kink , overstim , cockwarming
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dabi, who gets all whiny and possessive when you ride him. desperately grabbing at your body as he tried fucking up into you.
dabi, who whimpers and whines every time you clench around him.
dabi, who gets so lost in the way you feel that he's just talking about everything he wants to do with you.
"please... let me cum inside. i'll take good care of you." he pulls you against his chest and buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent. "i want you to have my baby. please... i want – i need to."
dabi, who keeps begging and begging. he doesn't care if his voice gets hoarse.
dabi, who ends up cumming to early, pushing his hips against your body so it'll stay inside.
dabi, whose legs are trembling as he tries to hold you up. his hands are gripping at your skin tightly.
dabi, who eventually lets his body relax and leans his head back, closing his eyes.
you start moving your hips slowly, earning a small jolt from the villain. he opens his eyes and looks at you, surprised. "what?" you coo, touching his face, "you want a baby, right? we have to make sure it works. one time isn't enough, pretty."
dabi, who ends up cumming inside god knows how many times (4 or 5).
dabi, who ends up crying from the pleasure.
dabi, who holds you to his chest and lets you fall asleep with his dick inside you.
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cyberstrm · 1 year
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"y/n. cmere." a rough voice caught your attention and you looked up from what you were doing.
"hi." you smiled softly at dabi, who was leant against your bedroom doorframe.
"cmere." he repeated, so you got up from your bed and stood in front of him.
"what's up?" you asked sweetly, reaching a hand up to his face and stroking it softly. he tried not to react, any reaction to your affection was, in his eyes, a weakness. but you could see his eyes soften.
he leant forward and stopped just in front of you, before grabbing your waist and pinning you to the wall in one swift movement. his mouth met yours and he kissed you deeply, and to your slight surprise, the taste of blood and the cold touch of metal met your tongue. he kept kissing you deeper still, hungry for you, his hands roaming your hips. he pulled away, blood trickling from his lips.
"shit." he breathed, wiping it away. "i guess it's still fresh."
"you got a tongue piercing?" you grinned, the metallic tang still in your mouth.
"mmmmhm." he replied. "you like it?"
you kissed him, gliding your tongue over the metal. he moaned into your mouth as more blood seeped from the new wound.
you pulled away, panting slightly, blood now trickling from both of your mouths.
"i love it."
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dabihawksluva · 8 months
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Teach Me-Dabi Oneshot
*Gender neutral reader x soft dom Dabi, reader is a virgin, praise, swearing, size kink, handjobs, masturbation, pwp, semi-head (m. receiving ), @dabislittlemouse our phone asks thing inspired me to write this! You're welcome :)
Tags:@the-milk-anon @mossy-opal @doumadono
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His eyes were lidded, a look of barely concealed amusement flickering in the blue depths as he pumped himself in front of you. His jeans were pushed to his knees, his booted feet planted firmly on the floor, while your eyes were blessed with his firm torso.
Your mouth was watering as you stared openly at his length. An impressive six inches, girthy, and a silver Jacob's ladder going down the back of the shaft, the three metal bars glinting in the dim light of the fire as he showed you how he liked to be touched.
'You can even spit on it to make it easier.' Dabi was saying, twisting a little bit harder at the tip, causing precum to ooze out. 'The more wet you get it, the better.'
You nodded, swallowing. God, his dick looked delicious.
Sitting here on your knees, in front of him, there was nothing more you'd like to do than to lean forward and-
'Baby.' His rough hand caught your shoulder, dwarfing it. 'Not today. I'll just let you jack me today, alright? We'll go slow.'
Dabi knew you were a virgin, therefore he didn't wanna accidentally scare you off by going too quick in this relationship. He was more than happy to teach you what you wanted to know.
'Oh-okay. Okay, yeah.' You stuttered, and he leaned forward, kissing you quickly before taking his hand off his length, sitting back in the armchair.
'You can touch, babe. No need to be shy.'
Nervously you wrapped your fingers around him, stroking the way you'd seen him do. You licked your lips quickly, seeing how small your hand looked compared to his dick.
Barely able to touch your fingertips together as you moved your hand up and down his length, watching between the sight and back at his piercing eyes.
You swallowed, wondering how the stretch would be if he were to fuck you on his-
'Tighter, tighter-' He broke off into a moan as you got the pressure just right, twisting up to squeeze lightly at the base. 'Fuck, just like that. You're not so innocent, huh?'
His body nearly melted into the leather when you brought your other hand up, stroking his shaft with both hands now. 'Babe, fuck...' he whimpered, 'You're so perfect, you know that?'
A brief glimpse of his eyes were all you saw as you alternate between looking at yourself touching him or his beautiful face.
Which was better?
'Does that feel good?' You asked, keeping the current rhythm. You were so nervous as to whether or not he'd enjoy this, but even now, as he was slowly coming undone, you felt breathless.
He leaned forward and cupped your cheek, before leaning back and letting you take over.
'If it didn't-you'd know it, babe. I'm all yours.' Dabi encouraged, breathing heavily at the stimulation. 'Fuck, your hands are soft.'
You giggled lightly, happy that he was praising you for your performance. The fact that he was nearly going crazy because of your hands made you feel powerful. 'I love you Dabi.' You sighed, feeling bolder and leaning forward to spit on his tip, stroking him with it.
He groaned at that, his breathing getting faster and faster with his upcoming climax, 'Love you too, cutie. Always.'
His breath hitched as you rubbed the spit along his shaft, the piercings lightly stimulating against your palms. With a groan, his head tipped back against the leather chair, spreading his legs a bit wider so you had more room to get closer-watch him in all his glory as his chest heaved-
'Fuck!'
Once, twice, three times, his cum spurted out of the tip, running along your hands as he panted heavily.
Slowing your pace, you took in the sight, taking your hands away.
Dabi was seated in the leather armchair, his knees spread open, cum running down his hard torso, heaving slowly with every inhale and exhale. Spit and cum oozing down the sides of his pierced shaft. Those intense cerulean eyes, lidded with bliss as he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath.
'Fuck, that was good, babe. Thank you-' His brows furrowed.
Immediately you met his eyes. As well as you could, given that he was still coming off the aftershocks and you were feeling braver, but no less flustered.
'Wanna taste? You deserve a reward after all, don't you?'
And why not pass up the opportunity?
You leaned forward, wrapping your lips around his tip, sucking lightly at the leftover cum and spit, while he simply stroked your head with his hand. It nearly covered the back of your head, you realized. 'Good, baby. So good.' He praised.
His tip popped forward into your mouth more, still kinda horny but not wanting a complete session of head, but nonetheless he kept his hand on the back of your head to control the depth while your tongue and mouth worked at him.
'Don't force yourself, babe, we have all the time in the world.' Dabi encouraged when you tried deepthroating him. His hands on your head prevented that, keeping your mouth on his tip. 'You're doing so well.'
Pulling away, you licked at the cum on his torso, tasting the slight saltiness of it. Dabi cooed at you as you cleaned him off, stroking your head. He eventually pulled his pants up, taking you down to the floor with him, letting you lay your head on his arm.
'You okay, baby?' He whispered. 'You did so well, thank you.'
You smiled at him, pulling a chuckle from his throat. 'You're welcome, Dabi. Thanks for being patient and showing me.'
Dabi smiled, closing his eyes, and you felt yourself dozing off too. Getting closer, your legs tangled together as you both fell into sleep in front of the roaring fireplace.
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lxvebun · 11 months
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request: As I asked earlier, and I hope I'm not bothering you, <3, is it okay if you can have Aizawa, Shigaraki, and Dabi react to their S/O picking their skin, and that they have scars and scabs from picking so much?
buns notes Hi angel! Thank you for requesting!! And for your patience. I did hawks instead of Aizawa, I hope you don't mind! And I hope you like this. It's written in my older headcanon format but honestly I had the best time writing when I wrote like this so in the future more fics may pop up in this format.
content: Dabi/Hawks/Shiggy x gender neutral reader. Fluff. Comfort. Not catched up on current events just pretend we're in a bnha reality where all is well *sobs* hawks has his wings! My old Headcanon format. Blood. Skin picking. Scratching. Scars. Kissing said scars. Staples. If I missed anything let me know! Very lazily proofread.
Dc creators and consumers dni. My blog aint for you
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Dabi
♡- Oh he's such a good boyfriend, you will never convince me otherwise. He's protective, he's sweet, he's your human heating pad, what could you possibly want more?
♡- and being such a good boyfriend, and his already perceptive eye. It makes that he usually knows what's going on before you tell him. From insecurities to other problems, if it's something he can fix, he'll do it without you having to tell him about it.
♡-so if you were planning on hiding it from him. You failed. he has already noticed the violent scratching, the picking at your skin and the frequent trips to the bathroom to rub the blood from under your nails almost immediately.
♡-He doesn't bring it up, he'll wait for you to be comfortable enough to do that. In the meantime he just helps you as subtle as he can with the knowledge he has.
♡-which is mostly holding your hands whenever he can, a win win for him really. You're unable to scratch at your skin, and he gets to hold you<3
♡-I believe he'd tell you stories of his own scars and habits as well to hopefully make you more comfortable around the topic. The staples stuck to his face are hard to miss, and as a nervous tic he does have a habit of fucking around with the ones on his wrists or jaw. Plucking them out and pressing them back in to the point blood starts to seep out. Not the most fun story to hear, but if it helps making you more comfortable, It's a small sacrifice really.
♡- it's hard to feel insecure about any scars you have being with Dabi. The most obvious reason being, he has them too, even more noticable than yours may be. And he's still the prettiest guy you have layed your eyes on.
♡-overall he tries his best to help as much as he can and as much as you allow him to<3
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Hawks
♡-also a very good boyfriend, but in order to be your very good boyfriend, you need to tell him about the things that are troubling you, things you're insecure about, which you don't always do.
♡- luckily for you, it's hawks, walking heartthrob and probably the most charming person you've met. He can coax it out of you with lots of cuddles, sweet nicknames and ever sweeter kisses<3
♡-A lot of him helping you exists out of buying expensive cooling creams and ice patches for damage control after a bad day of scratching. And of course, his feathers help out too
♡- if the urge is there, or he notices you doing it subconsciously, one of his feathers will swat your hand away and replace it for you. That way you can't do too much damage to your skin.
♡-you rarely feel insecure about it with hawks, because he just wont let you<3 any bad talk or somber faces directed towards your scars gets wiped away when he presses a plethora of kisses to them. Try to hold him back, you cant!
♡- what kind of boyfriend would he be if he just let his pretty dove feel anything less than perfect?
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Shigaraki
♡-he's been there and while his habit of scrating at his neck and wrists is more of an control coping mechanism there have been times where he scratched himself open and since he always picks at the same place, it has left some deep scars.
♡-scars that you've continously showed love towards, pressing gentle kisses when passing by or tracing over it. So please, do not be insecure about yours!
♡-in general any love and affection you show towards shigaraki, he tries his best to return tenfold. He's new to relationships, to love. And god is he in love with you. And he just wants to make sure you know that.
♡-that means repeating himself over and over again about how your scars do not make you any less beautiful, pressing kisses to your face to distract you, or challenging you to a mario kart game >:)
♡- he's very giddy about letting you borrow his his gloves! Although the gloves only covers half of your hands and you're still able to pick if you put some force in it but you dont have the heart to tell him that. It's the thought that counts<3
♡-he's not afraid of a little blood, and as hard as it may be for you, please do come to him when it gets bad. He's seen and been through a lot worse and promises you there nothing you can show him that will make him look at you in a bad light. Although he's not the best example, he rarely treats his skin after he picks, he would very much like to take care of yours. Even something as small as cutting your nails for damage control, or as big as helping you clean up the blood. he's always there and happy to to help<3
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Thank you for reading angels!<3
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dat-bruv-person · 1 year
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can i request dabi being a menace to everyone except for reader ? *puppy eyes*
-‘๑’- menace
a/n: anon... you know I can't resist those puppy eyes :(
gn!reader, poc!reader friendly <33
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Another day, another moody villain. Dabi had just come back from an evening walk with a cigarette in his hands, contemplating life and stuff. Ripping Shigaraki's hair out, taking all of Toga's knives away, grieving over Twice... everything just seemed to be going great. Oh well, he always has you. A powerful villain you are, only goodness knows why you became one, but he thanks whatever deity is up there that you didn't become a hero.
He slams himself into the couch of his run-down "home" to see you standing there, arms folded. He simply chuckles and whistles for you to sit on his lap. Ha! Like you'd ever. Instead, you sit down elsewhere and he sits on your lap, laying his head on your shoulder and drawing on your skin with a pen that he chewed the end of. Laughing at your disgusted expression at the state of such a piece of stationery, he kisses you on the cheek softly and wraps an arm around you. It feels amazing to be loved; Endeavor should take notes.
It's not before long that you're asleep, at peace with yourself, something that he's not. Maybe you became a villain for fun or something, because how on Earth are you not turning and tossing in your sleep? No matter, he plays with your hair, for now, content.
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star-spirit-mayhem · 1 year
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Dabi fucking swoons when he hears his S/O call him baby.
He's actually a little ashamed to admit it, not because he has a hard time telling them how he feels- on the contrary, he's completely devoted to his S/O and if they wanted him to shout from the rooftops just how much he's utterly infatuated with them he would. Dabi never thought he'd ever get to feel like that in the first place, convinced he'd spend his life bitter and angry before he finally managed to burn himself out ; probably literally. But that all falls away when his S/O calls him by any number of the cheesy little nicknames they've come up with for him. His S/O is the only one who's allowed to give him nicknames based on his features, in his opinion they can all be traced back to something awful, from his scars to his hair and eye color- nobody gets away with pointing them out like they define him. Except for his S/O, and only because he knows that they would never think of him like that, it took him awhile for him to come around to the idea but he knows they think of him as Dabi, as himself. He knows they know that doesn't even scratch the surface of who he is, because they've seen everything there is to see about him and they still love him- so they're the only person in the world allowed to call him patches or blue when they're curled up on his lap in the morning trying to steal all the warmth from his body like if they don't they're gonna freeze. Admittedly though, as much as he loves listing to them come up with creative personalized names for him, it's the mondaine ones that get him weak in the knees. It makes him feel normal, like he's never had to do or be anything but be loved and love back- like he's nothing but their 'Dear', nothing but their 'Darling', nothing but their 'Love' or 'Honey', like his only job in the world is to be his S/O's 'Sweetheart' and suddenly for the first time in his life he thinks he could spend the rest of it bringing them back their favorite drink from their favorite shop and seeing them smile as they squeak out a quick 'thank you baby'.
{ Back on my OOC! Dabi bullshit :) }
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meggsngrits · 1 year
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Pairing: Dabi X gn!Reader
Summary: You comfort Dabi after he has a nightmare.
Contains: SFW Fluff, Roommate Trope, Nicknames Used: Baby
Word Count: 613
Author’s Note: This is a bit of a continuation of this oneshot.
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Your nose wrinkled as the smell of cigarette smoke filled your nostrils. You groaned, wiping a hand down your face as if to get rid of the stale scent in your half awake state. You stirred, slowly blinking open your eyes to search for the source. As your bleary vision scanned your room, you finally landed on a dark figure, hunched over on the edge of the bed. If it hadn't been for the familiar tuft of dark sticking out from the hood of his jacket, you might have been startled.
“Dabi?” you called out to him softly.
The orange tip of his cigarette glowed as he pulled it away from his mouth and turned to look at you. Smoke billowed out from between his lips as he answered. “Sorry, baby. Didn’t mean to wake ya.”
He sounded so tired. His usually brilliant blue eyes were dull and rimmed with red. You sat up, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes to give him your full attention. “What’s wrong?”
He stuck the cigarette back to his lips, taking a deep inhale. You watched as he let it fill his lungs, small tendrils of smoke leaving his nostrils. He slowly let it out as he tapped the ashes off the cigarette into an empty soda can on the floor. As the smoke dissipated, you waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Just as you were about to give up hope on getting an answer out of him, he replied so quietly that you almost didn’t catch it. “Couldn’t sleep.”
You chuckled softly. “So you came to my room to have a smoke?” you teased.
If his shoulders could slump any lower, they would have. He ground the cigarette out before popping it into the can. “I figured ya wouldn’t mind. I can leave–”
Your heart dropped as you scrambled to find something to say that would make him stay. It wasn't often that he came to your room of his own accord in the first place. “No. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have teased you.”
From underneath his hood, the moonlight caught the side of his face perfectly as he turned to smirk at you. “I was just teasing you back, baby.”
You scoffed and tossed the pillow that lay beside you at his head. He caught it before it connected, of course. His smirk faltered, prompting you to fill the quietness before it became too much.
“Do you want to talk about it?” You echoed the same words he used on you the last time he had come to your room in the middle of the night. This time it wasn’t you who was having trouble sleeping though…
He seemed to study you for a moment, possibly gauging how much or little he wanted to reveal. You couldn’t blame him. You hadn’t revealed your nightmares to him yet either. It was no surprise when he finally shook his head.
“Okay. I’ll be here if you change your mind,” you said with a small smile, and the corner of his lip curved upward in response. 
Before you could second guess yourself, you grabbed onto the sleeve of his hoodie and tugged. Instead of meeting you with resistance or questions as you had expected, Dabi let you pull him into bed beside you. You decided to offer him the same comfort he gave to you that night: you wrapped your arm around him and pulled him against your chest. The only response he gave you was a sharp intake of breath before his hands tentatively wrapped around you too.
The two of you lay like that until eventually you both fell soundly asleep, wrapped in the other’s arms.
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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ m.list  ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙  
Tagged List: @lyteatus, @mistyroselove, @actually-adrie​, @littlepuppy1128​
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r2katsu · 11 months
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scenarios for your jealousy...
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mha m.list | gn!reader | fluff
"You're dumb, and i thought you were the smart one here. I don't need anyone else you idiot, i just need you." he sighs "Now come here and stop pouting, they were the one all over me and i already pushed them away."
"Be jealous all you want, i ain't going no where." he already put his arms around you pulling you in a tight hug.
katsuki, tomura, twice, dabi
"It's quite adorable for you to think that I need anyone else but you, i get it you can get jealous from time to time but in all seriousness I only need you so don't go around worrying about someone taking me away from you...hm?" he kisses the top of your head while holding you close.
DABI, keigo, hanta, shota,
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a-not-so-clean-blog · 5 months
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Dabi would love Halloween!
The one time a year he gets to walk around like a normal person, no disguise, no hiding. People walk past and don't even pay him a glance! He would definitely use this as an opportunity to take you on little dates. It lets him feel so domestic and fluffy but he'll never admit it.
Yandere Dabi would also take you out. He'll let you dress up as whatever you want as long as your face is hidden. He doesn't need to have other people see you. He will hold your hand the entire time. He sees you eye the fake cops and heats up his hand just enough to remind you of what he will do to them if you say anything. Remember this is a treat and he is more than willing to pull a trick.
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dabis-loverboy · 1 year
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Arrest Me, Doll
Warnings: nsfw, minors dni, sub/dom dynamic, dom Dabi, cop/criminal, quirkless reader, degradation, mean dom, slight dubcon, slight oral fixation, slight choking, slight temperature play, use of whore, use of lamb
Pairing: Dabi/Touya Todoroki x gn reader
He slammed you against the wall in the alley, fingers wrapped around your throat as those ice cold eyes peered down at your form. Your gaze meeting his confidently, almost rebellious in nature. Even as you felt the heat at your neck, you didn't waver. Although perhaps attempting to take down someone like Dabi put you in a situation where fear would've been the more appropriate reaction. No, you decided, I can't think like that. Dabi's quirk was terrifying, you knew that, yet the defiance lit your eyes up despite that fear. The fear you refused to let show, the fear you refused to act on. Dabi had known heroes who had less bravery in his presence than you.
"Well, well." Dabi hummed, tapping a finger against your carotid artery.
"Something you've never seen." You grunted, wrapping a hand around his wrist, "The heroes will be here soon, I'm sure of it."
"For a little rat of a detective? I doubt that. You're putting a lot of stock in their morals, doll." Dabi retorted with a sarcastic scoff.
Naturally, Dabi had heard about you. You were a lost little lamb of a cop, delusions of grandeur being what they had to be, he supposed. After all, you were quirkless and a cop. It told Dabi two main things. One: you had been beat down all your life, thus your lack of visible fear. Two: you likely had once dreamt of being a hero. Dabi knew few quirkless people actually went on to become cops, opting to give up and pursue other jobs. Yet you didn't. Dabi was impressed.
"Shut it." You growled.
Dabi smirked, leaning in close, "But I could also... Use a favor. I'll even let you go in return."
You stared up at the villain, brows furthered. You were confused, to be completely transparent, however after a simple pressing of his hips to yours, you knew. Your face flushed red, you wanted to choke out some insult but the truth was that Dabi was hot. Not just because of his Cremation quirk but rather his apperance. Dabi grinned, leaning in close.
"You whore." Dabi cooed, "I bet you're getting off on the fact that I could do anything, right? Fuck you to my heart's content, Officier, and you'd just lay there and take my cock down your whore throat."
You opened your mouth to defend yourself, only for Dabi to slip two fingers into it. Your tongue pressed against his slender fingers, "Thats right. Just like that, bitch, oh this is going to be fun. You, me, that slutty fucking tongue. Just seeing how you take my cum down your throat."
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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year
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!Dabi taking care of a tired reader!
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scenario:-reader comes home tired as fuck,dabi sees em and cuddles ensue
pairing:-dabi x gn!reader
genre:-fluff/comfort
For @fallenssun
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You’d just come back to your apartment after what felt like the longest day of ur life
You darted to the shower,eager to relieve yourself of your dirty old clothes.
Once you came out,toweling your hair as you made your way down to your little kitchen to make yourself a little snacc,you noticed that the tv was turned on...
You cautiously made your way to your living,the towel youd been using just moments before,now your only weapon against a possible intruder
You peaked around the corner to notice a familiar pOoF of black hair
You exhaled loudly which caught your ever vigilant boyfriends attention
Her turned his head to shoot you a little wave and gestured to the space beside him on the couch
You practically floated towards him,like you were riding on clouds, and practically fell into his lap
“Hey you..” you said,staring at the man who held your heart like he had hung the stars 🌟
Thd goofy smile on your face made the ever-stoic ‘villain’ look down at you with a smirk on his face
“Hey y/n~”
His voice sounded gruff yet calming and you swore that each word made you fall in love all over again..
“When did you get here Tou?”you asked,and unbeknownst to you,your use of that little nickname just happened to give him butterflies
“Like 10 minutes ago.”
“Dam you had time to clean up and change in 10?”
“🤷🏻‍♂️”
You turned your head from your position in his lap just a little to fully take in his outfit
He was wearing a grey hoodie and his black sweats,a completely simple outfit that you absolutely loved
He personally didn’t get it but hed heard you fangirling to one of your besties and had tried to wear it as often as possible ever since🥰
“You look good....warm...” you said,hugging him closer.
He could clearly see that you were tired and he knew how this would end so he let you snuggle in a little,one hand lightly massaging your scalp,the other tracing soothing patterns on your back
And just as predicted,you were out like a light in under five minutes
He looked down at your peacefully sleeping form and smiled lightly to himself
Something about you bein comfortable enough and safe enough around him to just
Fall asleep in his lap
Just made his heart flutter again
After a few more seconds of waiting to make sure you really were out cold,he picked you up and carried u to your shared bedroom
He placed you down on the covers before getting into his boxer and climbing in himself
The moment he hit the sheets you instinctively came closer to him and snuggled into his side
Now dabi wasn’t really muchh of a cuddler(at first) but at moments like this when he knew you wouldn’t know,he held you closer
Closer than your tight good bye hugs and closer than youd ever know
In those silent moments he held onto you like he was gonna wake up and lose you.so dangerously close yet so tenderly soft and secure
It was at these moments that he was the most vulnerable,when even HE felt the safest
The next morning you woke up tangled together,you felt better rested than you had in a while and you knew it definitely had something(everything) to do with the man beside you.
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FLUFFTOBER!
A month full of MHA fluff ☺️☺️!!
*I am very unorganized and probably won’t write one for everyday, but I’ll try to do as many as possible!
Day 1: Sweet-Tooth
Reader x Dabi
He loved you.
He cursed softly as he watched you take a bite out of the candy he “bought” for you just a few hours earlier. Watching the chocolate smudge on your lips and melt on your hands. He was down bad.
“What?” You said, nervous at his staring.
“Nothin’. Jus’ thinking ‘bout how cute you look like that.” He smirked.
He brushed his thumb across your mouth and cheek, wiping the chocolate off your face. Bringing his thumb to his lips he licked the chocolate off.
Your face warmed. He was dork when he wanted to be.
He hummed at the taste.
“Good, right?” You grinned.
“It’s fine.”
“Come on! Just admit it, you have as much of a sweet-tooth as me!”
He leaned close, his lips brushing your ear.
You froze at the feeling of his breath on your neck.
“No,” he whispered, pulling himself back to look you in the eyes.
Cerulean eyes piercing your e/c ones.
A wicked grin spread across his face as you punched him as hard as you could on his arm.
He cackled at your reaction. His wild eyes remaining on you.
“That’s not funny.” You pouted, eating the rest of your chocolate piece.
Dabi wrapped his arm around your waist, “Sorry, sweetheart.” His smile said he felt otherwise, but you really couldn’t stay too mad at him.
“You’re so annoying.” You said to him, rolling your eyes at his antics.
“Only for you.” He murmured pulling you closer to him.
You leaned over, kissing him softly. Grazing your lips across his. Making him freeze up this time.
“Dabi! Y/n!” Toga screeched. “Young love is so cute, it makes me want to stab something!”
Dabi scowled at the sudden interruption.
“Y/n, can you help me with my hair?” Toga whined, grabbing your hand and pulling you with her.
You laugh as the blonde practically dragged you down the hall.
Dabi watched your smile.
He lied. He did have a sweet tooth, he thought as he picked up another chocolate and popped it in his mouth.
He didn’t used to have a sweet tooth, but every time he tastes something sweet he is reminded of you.
He licks his lips, and tastes the chocolate from your kiss. It tasted like you. It tasted sweet.
Yeah. He loved you.
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mikazenin · 1 year
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just thinking about bf! dabi who has a dancer s/o. whenever dabi finishes his missions early or when he ditches the league, he would always go to your house and watch you practice a dance you wanted to learn. he won't admit it but he finds it cute whenever you get excited when you see him enter through the door, jumping around infront of him because you mastered a hard choreography and wanted to show him right away. your house isn't that big enough and you don't have the money to have your own dance room but you'd always rearrange your furniture when practicing, mostly in the living room or the bedroom. you had always loved dancing and dabi supports you on your passion, he would be intrigued by how good you were at it and how its easy for you to learn a choreography. you also attend dance classes to which dabi often visits using his secretive yet suspicious disguise and you covering up for him, he would be silently watching you and your friends in the practice room through his black shades and a grin would form on his lips that was covered by a black mask. another thing dabi wouldn't admit is he fucking hates and he's fucking jealous when you and one of your friends are practicing a dance where it's only the two of you, a low scoff under his breath would be let out when your friend would lay his finger on your skin during the dance to which he considered was too "intimate". but he would be reassured when he observes that you only saw them as a friend and nothing else, he would feel calmer when you approach him right after the practice and ask him what his thoughts were about it, always lighting up his mood. one thing dabi loves when visiting your dance practice is when everyone in the place has left and you had told your manager that you would stay up to practice and that you would be the one to close it, he finds it surprising when the manager agreed on having you close the place, they must have a lot of trust on you considering how long you've been in the place. he would be much more comfortable when it's just the two of you because then he can show himself and yell out comments while you practice infront of the big mirror. dabi's comments are usually just praises on how good you are but oftentimes, he would slip in very intimate ones that have you getting embarrassed and blushing so hard that you get lost in the song playing in the background, resulting in dabi getting playfully smacked for making you embarrassed because you had to start from the beginning of the song and choreography. there was one time when it was late at night and you and dabi were still in the dance place, the two of you were talking and sitting on the floor after you practiced a song and was currently taking a break. “sit right here, doll.” he cooed, patting the floor infront of his figure as you obliged him and crawled towards it. sitting so close infront of him as you felt dabi wrapped his arms around you, his head going towards your neck and shoulder, planting small and sloppy kisses on it. you lowly whimpered his name when he was massaging your sides before one of his hand went down on your inner thighs, making you whimper again as dabi let out a chuckle at your voice before leaning towards your ear.
“my dancer doll.. don't you deserve a reward for working so hard?”
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m6bjo4fu0 · 2 years
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Asleep?
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Bnha boys when you’re asleep
Contains: bakugo, todoroki, aizawa, shinsou, dabi x gn!reader
Warnings: slight ooc bc of the fluff, dabi calling you ‘doll’
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“Oi dumbass, go back to your own room if you want to nap.”
Bakugo knows that’s a lie, he loves it when you rest in his dorm because t makes him feel trusted (definitely not because his bed also smells like you after and the sweet smell lures him to sleep in no time)
“Did you not hear m-“
He stopped in his tracks, realizing that unlike usual, you’re asleep. You looked so peaceful, so gorgeous even if a small pool of drool is drenching his pillow.
“At least you learned how to tuck yourself in correctly.”
Bakugo spoke to himself as he opened the sheets to join you, only to find out that you’re also wearing his shirt. Not just any shirt, but his favorite shirt. He may have taken a picture or two, thinking that the shirt fits you better anyways.
However, you started gaining consciousness at the lost of warmth and Bakugo froze.
“Katsuki? I’m cold.”
You pouted with your eyes barely open, your slurred, sleepy words making his heart pound. He tsked before joining you, holding you close to his chest. Your hold on him loosened, signifying that you fell asleep again. Bakugo cradled your head in his palm, planting a kiss on your head before sleep took over.
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A small sigh reached his lips when he was met with the sight in front of him. Todoroki paddled towards your figure, trying his best to not think about how adorable you look. A smile formed.
“The common room’s couch isn’t the most comfortable, how many times do I have to tell you to just come to my room when you’re sleepy?”
He mumbled to no one as he picks you up, making sure to put your head on his shoulder (i love song references i-).
You were stirred awake by the ding of the elevator, surprised to find yourself in your boyfriend’s arms.
“Just come to my room next time. Don’t want you get sick on the couch.”
Todoroki mumbled into your hair with a hand running up and down your spine. You nodded in response, holding his body closer to yours before you fell into dreamland once again.
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Aizawa huffed before putting his keys down, mumbling about the traffic and the day overall. The only thing he wants after a day like this is your cuddles, yet you were nowhere to be found. He walked into your shared bedroom, pleased to see you sleeping while clutching on his pillow. Aizawa pecked the corner of your eye before heading to shower.
You woke up to the soft running of water, making you understand that your boyfriend’s home. The sound stopped before Aizawa walked out in his pajamas.
“You awake?”
“Mhm.”
You answered, face muffled by his pillow. The bed dipped and then you felt arms wrapping around you and a face nuzzling into your neck.
“Bad day?”
“Yea. Coffee machine was broken. Class was loud. Traffic sucked.”
“M’ sorry Shota, cuddle?”
He nodded before letting you go to adjust to a more comforting position. You held his head to your chest, feeling sleep takeover when he mumbled, “love you.”
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Shinsou is many things, an insomniac being one of them. He knows that, which is why he takes full advantage of it. He loves it when the first thing he sees when he goes through the front door at 3am is you, in his shirt, sleeping on the couch waiting for him. Shinsou feels bad about it, he truly does, but he still smiles every time he sees a drool running down your cheek.
“You finally home.”
You murmured without opening your eyes, he’s the only one that’ll wipe your drool so gently.
“Yea. Wanna go back to the bed?”
“Nuh. Join me Toshi.”
He chuckled, finally relaxing after the long day.
“Then don’t complain about your back in the morning.”
Shinsou slid into the space between you and the couch before holding you to him tightly. You turned around to face him, snuggling deep into his chest. You inhaled the lavender smell as your eyes slowly lid together.
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Dabi swore he’d never do all the sappy stuff that he’d seen in movies you watched with him, yet here he is, holding you so close to his chest as the movie played in the background. He turned off the TV before standing up, or at least he tried to. Your hands were tightly gripping his shirt, lips forming a pout.
“Don’t go.”
He smiled as much as he can with his scars.
“Doll I gotta clean up.”
“Do it tomorrow, wanna cuddle.”
Dabi tried to make you let go, he really tried, but something kept telling him to not to. Maybe it’s the way your words slur together, maybe it’s the way your fingers roughly yet so gently grips his shirt. Maybe just this once, he thought before laying the two of you back down.
You felt a peck on your forehead and your lips formed a smile. Dabi saw it, too. And he swore to protect it forever.
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Author’s notes: TODAYS SONG REFERENCE IS “Put your head on my shoulder” BY PAUL ANKA
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dabihawksluva · 11 months
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Dating Dabi Headcanons
*Gender neutral reader
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-You either met while you were a fellow villain and joined the League, or maybe you were a civilian and bumped into each other one day
-It takes him a while to open up and feel comfortable around you
-He's also slightly insecure about his scars;he knows he's not conventionally attractive
-Your relationship is probably like a slow burn, friends to lovers type thing
-He's not affectionate, except for in private
-If you are physically affectionate though, he'll steal you gifts to work around that (And he'll TRY, really try, to be more affectionate around you)
-Eventually it becomes second nature to him and one day you're washing dishes or something and he comes up behind you, wrapping you into a backhug
-'Hey, doll. I missed you'
-Or if you're standing next to each other, his hand is somehow in yours
-Necklaces, cash, a stuffed rabbit he snuck from a store are some of the gifts he steals for you
-Making out in discreet or dark locations
-He calls you doll, babe, love, or dollface
-You were his first time 🥺
-He was so embarrassed during it too; his face was red most of the time, but at some point he begged you to teach him how to please you too
-He likes rough and slow sex, it really depends on his mood
-Mostly quickies between you two, but if there's an opportunity for a bed or a couch, he'll take it and ravish you 🥵
-He loves when you cook for him, he thinks you're a great chef
-He also ADORES it when you trace or kiss his scars
-Depending on how long you two are together, you either learned his real name during the live announcement or he told you in secret
-Only call him Touya in private
-He surprised you and himself when he said he loves you for the first time
'Why do I love you so much, babe?'
-You both looked away in embarrassment before you eventually said it back, 'I love you too, Touya'
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star-spirit-mayhem · 10 months
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Teasing Dabi ~
TW: Smut, Implied Dom/Sub dynamics, Bondage, Gags, Voyeurism, Implied Punishment.
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Taking advantage of Dabi's willingness to go along with anything you plan for him by tying him up and teasing him as you make him watch you make yourself cum infront of him. His mouth is occupied with a pretty little gag and he's on his knees with his arms restrained behind his back, he's quiet and almost glaring at you with how intensely his eyes burn through you, watching your every move, trying to memorize every little sound you freely let out in an attempt to further torture and rile him up ; Its working, The only indicator of his resolve braking is the slight shiver he gives off, body radiating with the desire to touch you, to feel you, to devour you.
As you tip yourself over the edge on full display for him to see you lose your focused for just a moment, basking in the shaky pleasure orgasming in front of your boyfriend while he watched brought you, your eyes roll back for just a second but that was all Dabi needed. The second your attention wavered off of him he was burning his way out of his ropes and pulling the gag out of his mouth as he shoved you back onto the mattress making you fall back and lose balance before gasping loudly, more so at the surprise than the impact. "Think you can fucking tease me like that and get off without me? Fucking brat, that's what you are. You wanna cum so badly fine, you're not stopping until you're begging to, teach you some damn manners" Jokes on him though, that was the plan the entire time, shame it took him this long to start the night.
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