"Oh No."
Dabi x Reader Fluff
Warnings: Tooth Rotting Fluff, Mentions of Smut (because I'm a whore), Swearing
Falling in love was hard. It was scary, feeling worried over someone who wasn't himself. Every time you'd leave to do something, he'd always trail close behind you to make sure you were safe.
He didn't like it.
Dabi was never someone who believed in love, he thought it was only a thing of movies and fairytales, that love was something fleeting, something that didn't last.
That was, until he met you.
You had this way about you, that made him feel things. You were smart, crafty even, and your laugh was something he loved listening to.
That's when he knew he was in trouble.
So, he did the only thing he knew how to do.
He fucked his feelings away.
He figured if he felt this way it was just because he wanted something from you. Of course, intimacy wasn't easy for him, but this wasn't intimacy, this was just two people fucking.
But when he looked down at you, and the way your face twisted in pleasure, he knew this was a massive mistake. Your breathy moans in his ear, the way you gripped at the sheets and clawed at his back. The way you whined and begged for him. This was not the right course of action.
But, that didn't stop him.
He knew he should've pulled back, he should've abandoned ship as soon as he felt these feelings, but he couldn't help it. He liked the way you made him feel when you sat next to him. He liked the way you made him feel when you'd defend him against the playful jabs the others would make. He liked the way you made him feel when you cuddled into him at night, while he was keeping your bed warm.
He was in way too deep to back out now.
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He knew he was fucked when you were in pain, and he couldn't do much to help. All he did was sit with you, rubbing your back as you cried and whined in pain. Offering to use his heat to alleviate at least a little bit of that gnawing irritation. When you eventually fell asleep, exhausted, your head on his lap, your face stained with tears, he couldn't help but let it out.
"You ruined everything, you know... It was going so well before you came along and threw a wrench into my plans..."
He sighed, rubbing his hand down his face before he put his hand on your head, gently petting your hair.
"I don't know for sure... And I'm sure as shit you don't know... But I think I love you...."
He chuckled softly, but stopped when you adjusted slightly, curling in on yourself and whining in your sleep. Seemed like the pain was still bothering you...
"I really do love you, you idiot.... You really made me feel all that sappy shit I never wanted to feel... The worst part, is that I like it. You're a light in my life, you know... My little piece of heaven.... I don't want to let you go, or let you get hurt... Which is rich, 'cus we're fucking villains...."
He gently moved a strand of hair away from your face, before he let out a sigh.
"Fuck...."
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The next day, he was more tense than usual. That much, anyone could see, and it worried you. But, nothing in your routine changed. You sat next to him, smiled at him, and acted as if he didn't spill his guts to you the night prior. Sure, you were asleep, but it had to be obvious, right?
It was late now, and you two were on your way back from a convenient store, when you stopped suddenly.
"Hey, Dabi, are you... Are you mad at me or something?"
He could almost laugh, because he knew he could never be mad at you.
"No."
"Okay.... You've just been really short with me today, and I was worried-"
"You worry too much. Let's get back, I'm sure all this walking isn't good for-"
"Dabi."
He stopped in his tracks, now a few feet ahead of you. He didn't turn back to look at you.
"What are we...?"
He didn't want to do this.
Not here, not now, not ever.
He was fine whispering his feelings into the night, but he didn't know how to actually tell them to you.
"Because I.... I really like you."
He lifted his head, turning back to you slightly. He still hadn't said anything. What could he say when his heart was clenching and his mind was blank, unable to process the pure euphoria he felt, knowing you felt the same?
"I know it's kinda stupid, falling for a villain, but... You're sweet to me. I like how you make me feel and... I'd like to be something to you, rather than just a body, y'know?"
You were looking at the ground beneath your feet, not even seeing how he turned back to you and swiftly walked up on you, pulling you into him. He was sure you weren't expecting this, and frankly neither was he.
But it was better to rip off the bandaid quickly, than to do it slow.
He never liked it slow anyway.
"You were never just a body to me."
He spoke softly, you could feel the rumble in his chest as he held you against him. You wanted to look at him, he could tell, but he couldn't look at you right now.
Not yet, anyway.
"I think... I think I knew when I first made you laugh... And it just got worse from there..."
He laughed, before he loosened his hold on you, looking down. Looking you in the eyes.
"I'm.... Scared... Because I don't want to lose you. I never want to hurt you or see you get hurt, and I'm scared as hell that someday it'll happen... And there's nothing I'll be able to do..."
You opened your mouth to talk, before he shook his head, looking down.
"I'm not done doll, just.... Just be patient...."
He took a shaky breath, and if he wasn't spilling his guts to you now, you'd be terrified he was in pain or something.
"I think I'm in love with you..."
He felt you jump, making him smile softly before looking you in the eyes again.
"I don't think- I know.
I'm in love with you.
You're my everything, and I never want to lose you. You make me feel things, and as corny as it sounds, I fucking love it. You're my little piece of heaven.... And you're mine..."
He put his forehead against yours, and he could see the stars reflected in your teary eyes. The smile on your face, he wanted to remember it forever.
When you kissed him, he felt like he was finally whole.
He had you, and he knew didn't need anything else.
Tags: @slayersins @shadowsandshapes @dabislittlemouse @dabislittlebeaniebaby @malewifetouya @the-milk-anon @shockinglysubmissive @elias-fable @starstruck-flames @daniidil @223princess
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totally agree with what you said about including vader’s disabilities so here’s a little thought about him struggling with his asthma <3
he had been strutting around his ship all day, commanding his troops and ruthlessly dealing with any traitors brought his way. the stress and constant physical exertion had pinched at his lungs and that familiar tightness in his chest overcame him. always the powerful leader, he hadn’t shown his vulnerability to anyone. he refused to let the facade break for even a second, there were too many things to do, but once it was nightfall, he was desperate to get back to his personal part of the ship where he knew you would be.
as expected, the door slid open and you were curled up in his bed, patiently waiting for him. you heard his heavy footsteps and sat up with a soft smile, one that quickly fell when you noticed his tense shoulders and shaking hands. you rushed over to him and asked what was wrong. he tried to deny it. even though you were his only soft spot and the one person he would let see the real him, he still tried to hide his suffering.
but you knew that he was in pain and so you gently caressed his shoulders and told him to breathe. he couldn’t for a while and he was silent, he didn’t tell you that it felt like his sensitive lungs were collapsing in on themselves or that it seemed there wasn’t enough air. you understood though, you knew him better than he realised, and you moved your hands down to his chest, softly massaging the leather where his heart is.
‘you’re okay.’ you said sweetly. ‘you know that, right?’
he nodded and you smiled. ‘tell me then.’
‘i’m okay.’ his gruff voice filled the room and you kept your hands on him.
‘yeah, you are.’ you leaned up on your tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to his helmet. ‘you’re perfect.’
there’s a specific way you speak to him when he’s like this. sweet and comforting but not condescending. in these rare moments where he’s struggling with something, you know he doesn’t need to be babied. he needs your love and your touch and your voice, of course, but he’s still a lethal force and he doesn’t need you to say more than is necessary. he prefers you to be direct. a simple ‘i love you’ or ‘i’m right here’ or ‘everything is okay’ speaks the most to him.
but don’t worry, when his distress has faded and his breathing has settled, you can be as passionate and saccharine as you’d like and he’ll love it. he will lean into your touch and smile underneath the helmet and whisper words of affection back to you.
ANON!!!!!! THIS HAS MY ENTIRE HEART OH MY GOD :')
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I genuinely can’t stop thinking about the next gen bradshaws (IWTBY) and it’s a pretty bad time for my brain to betray me like that - exam season in Uni - but at the same time it’s the absolute best to fantasize about because ultimately I don’t have to write it to read it - because you founded that universe and you’re gonna bless us with a proposal and Bradley’s pov and I cannot wait!!!
But question: did you think that IWTBY would evolve to become this big of an universe?
First of all, wishing you so much luck with exams!! You've got this. But omg haha thank you <3 I love that you're sitting around fantasizing about that world. I love hearing those thoughts or that the universe has taken on such a life of its own. Cuz they started out my characters/universe that I couldn't stop thinking about, but now they're kind of everyone's who's read it and found something to care about, ya know? It's so cool. Writing it is def uhhhh an extra step hahaha. I am definitely planning to tackle proposal & future and Bradley POV (which I'm STOKED about this one...he had a lot going on that expands the og story even more I think. So much we didn't see from Jake's perception.) Just kinda keep expanding upon this in between my other stories.
But oh god, I definitely didn't. When I started plotting this story, I genuinely was like, this is so self indulgent, no one is gonna care, but it was 100% a story I wanted and needed to tell that meant so much to me. I definitely didn't expect the amazing love it was shown, or anyone to join this world with me like that, and I definitely wasn't originally planning on a sequel or anything. The muses spoke though, and here I am. It felt complete how it was, but this whole world is still in my head and if people wanna hear it? I'm happy to keep expanding! With side stories or a continuation of their story or whatever. :)
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