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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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i do know.
he looks up; your hand feels nice on his head. he can’t help the way his lips tip up in a tiny grin, the way heat fans over his cheeks at the idea of your touch.
do you... like my hair?
- shouto
yes, i love the duality of it 🥰 it really matches your pretty face 😳👉🏻👈🏻
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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he smiles.
it’s poetic, to say the least.
do you want to tell me about it?
- shouto
it’s something with my “family”, but i think you know how it works unfortunately... 😤
seeing you for so long and i’ve wishing you would smile more, it’s so adorable 😍 *patting his head*
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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Why Tumblr can’t notificate me??? It’s pissing me off!
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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no. why should i?
he reaches for your hand, lacing his fingers between yours reverently.
it doesn’t matter what they think.
he squeezes your hand gently. it’s warm, smooth - pleasant.
is this okay? i don’t want you to be uncomfortable.
- shouto
it’s okay, i like the warmth of your skin... 😳 *blusing like a tomato already*
i know we never talked but i feel like we’re connected by the chaos of our lives, isn’t it funny and tragically beautiful? haha
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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i see you. you seem sad.
he thinks you’re sweet. you just need someone to talk to.
forgive me for being too forward, but can i hold your hand?
- shouto
don’t you care about what others gonna say about you holding my hand? 😳 (okay, almost fainting right now)
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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hello. i’m fine.
he considers his words for a moment, thinking back to yours.
why wouldn’t i look at you? i think you’re interesting. i want to get to know you.
will you let me?
- shouto
i don’t see why you would want to know me, i’m just a normal one that’s there but nobody sees... haha 😅
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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hey. are you okay?
- shouto
oh, h-hi shouto... 😳 i didn’t think you would ever look at me... i’m doing pretty bad but don’t worry, it has always been like this 😅
how are you? 🥰
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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Probably Shouto would be my comfort character, just look at that sweet boy. He’s the only one I’ll let hug me. 🥰
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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Not in the mood to write or even log in here, sorry...
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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Queen you gotta use more tags your writing is good everyone should see
To be honest, I don't know more tags I could use... I just go with the usual ones :( If you could and want to help me or something else, send me a private message :D
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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Long Time, No See - [Dabi]
A little girl running through Todoroki’s house being followed by a half-red half-white-haired boy, loud laughs of happiness who had been playing all day non-stopping until that horrible man entered the house and grabbed the boy by his arm. “Why is this girl is here, Shouto? I already told you to stay away from her and her family.” 
The boy lowered his head in a sign of respect to the old man knowing he did something pretty bad and broke the rules, but he wasn’t hopping to his father to find you in the house by the time being, you should leave one hour before the man came home to not create this chaos. “I’m sorry…” 
“It isn’t his fault, I came here to play…” You said, afraid of the consequences knowing the hero’s reputation at home, a bad man, treating his son like a prize to destroy another hero. “Don’t dare talking to me, little thing. Your father caused many problems for me and I don’t need you wandering around here listening my secrets to tell to that loser you call as a father.”
Tears start falling down your innocent face as the man keeps on throwing those words at you like you were nothing, just a little thing as he said. “Come with me, Shouto. Don’t waste your time with this useless drama.” He said, taking his son to the training room.
You ran with your eyes full of tears to the front door as fast as you could, never wanting to go back to that house again. Dumb you didn’t even look to where you were going until you dumped into something or someone. 
A red-haired boy a few years older than Shouto was holding you by the arms, saving you from hitting the front door. “You’re Shouto’s little friend, right? What happened?” Wiping some tears from your face and trying to remain calm, you took a closer look at his face being hypnotized by those eyes. 
“Let me guess, was it the old man?” You nodded, lowering your head down. “Don’t you cry, come here.” He hugged you, letting you feel the warmth of his body. “You’re a little doll and I won’t let anyone break you.” He gently smiled at you, a different kind of smile that you never saw in Shouto, especially now that he’s being beaten by the man who should be his father and look over him.
Living a normal hero life you have always dreamed of, studying and training with your friends to become a pro-hero and save more people should be a perfect life, right? So why you’re thinking about what happened in the past? Feeling like you left him behind, you can’t forget about it even for one second thinking it would betray the memory of him.
You just can’t hold yourself, studying with his brother was like a scar on you unable to make you pass through it, every time you see Shouto he reminds you of him, your first love, a love so pure that it’s almost unreal, a childhood love that got stuck in your brain just like a disease making you blame yourself every night for not being able to save Touya that time.
So you decided to take a stroll at night, trying to calm your nerves and forgive yourself for what happened in the past. Too lost in your thoughts you took the wrong path back home and ended up in a dark valley you had no idea of which part of the city it was. 
Soon as you regained consciousness you noticed a male shadow standing in front of you, you were afraid it could be a criminal or worse a villain but tried not to show your fragile posture. “What do you want? Who are you?”
“Can’t you even recognize me anymore, doll?” He smirked, showing his blue flames making you remember of him, Touya, he was standing right in front of you right now. How could it be true? Were your eyes tricking you?
“T-Touya? I thought you were…” You were forcing your mouth to speak, but it was like your whole body, mind and even your soul had suffered an electric shock, almost the sensation of seeing a ghost, but that ghost was alive.
You came closer to him and he takes some steps behind, he used to take care of you like an older brother, but now, he’s another person. “I don’t go by that name anymore, call me Dabi.” 
“What happened? Why didn’t you tell me you were alive? Why are you here? I have so many questions.” You seemed desperate in his eyes, but you were feeling betrayed, you thought both of you shared all the secrets to one another and he hid his fake death from you.
“I ran away ‘cause I fucking hated that man, now I’m a wanted villain thirsty for killing that motherfucker.” The more he speaks, the more you couldn’t recognize the person standing in front of you. If it weren't for his blue eyes and his unique quirk, you would say someone would be trying to mess with you.
“Why don’t you kill me then? Take me as a hostage to take your revenge over your father?” He comes closer, you can feel his breath in your neck and you can’t hold yourself thinking about the things you could do. 
“I have other plans for you, my pretty doll.” He kisses your neck making you feel weak, you can’t feel your legs and the only thing you can hear is your heart beating faster than never. “I know you’ve waited for this moment to be true for so long… And I could tell you I felt the same way.” 
He pushes you over the valley wall and put both arms around you for you not to escape, it’s like you’re his prey and he’s the hunter but he got you in his trap. “Touya… Don’t make it harder for me to arrest you.” You bluff, you know very well that you would never be able to hand your loved one over to the police, especially after all these years without him.
“I don’t see any problem with us having these little secret meetings, do you?” You stayed silent, you always wanted to belong to him even if you had to keep the most dangerous secret of dating a wanted villain from your hero friends or even Shouto, it didn’t matter at that moment.
“You’re messing up with danger here, doll.” His words made you wanted it even more, ‘cause it was in danger that we feel that adrenaline and you were addicted to it, even when you were a teenager you used to dream about feeling his lips on yours, his hands caressing your body.
“You think so? I’m a grown-up girl now, Dabi.” You pull him towards you, both ready to belong to each other even if it was in that dark alley, the details didn’t matter, the feelings were on edge and you couldn’t hold on anymore, not after all this time, you were about to belong to your beloved Toyua Todoroki, your new rebellious Dabi.
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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could you write something about like reader being in 1A and secretly meeting up with dabi? not bc she sympathizes with villains but she was very close with touya when she was younger and now she loves him💖
Okay, I just ended this writing right now and I loooved this request! I used to dream about this scenario a lot! <3
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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By the way, to the lovely anon that requested the Dabi scenario, I’m finishing it right now! I want it to be perfect for you! :3
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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It’s fun doing requests, I never did it before so I’m having so much fun creating scenarios for you guys! I hope you enjoy it! <3
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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OHHHMY GOSH
OH MY SJSHSGSGS
“Smile at me, just like you used to do when we were kids.”
YOU’RE KILLING ME
i love it 🥺 tysm for writing it. it was poetic!
who is your favorite character to write for??
OH MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR PRAISING ME! :3 I really tried my best, but kinda didn’t like it that much, but thank youuuu! <3
Also, I don’t think I have a favorite one, but Dabi is the easiest one for me ‘cause of his personality so I’m able to do everything with it
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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First Touch - [Overhaul]
You don’t remember when it started but the first time you saw him was in a meeting where your father was a member of the Yakuza, a Japanese organized crime syndicates, and he took you there to introduce you to be trained and take his part as a member as he aged.
You were at the Yakuza base, holding your father's hand while waiting in a room, as soon as one of the doors was opened, your father told you to stay in that room and wait for his call so you could be announced as his successor.
The much you were curious even without not knowing that place, you decided to take a stroll through the garden marveling at beautiful flowers that you have never seen before, you wanted to show all of them to your father so he could smile again remembering your mother who was gone when you were born.
So you bent down and tried to reach one of the flowers to pick it up carefully and show its beauty to your father, unfortunately, you ended up cutting your finger on one of the spines of one of them.
As an innocent child, you hadn't seen the danger of touching something as beautiful as that flower and you didn't understand why it was dangerous if it looked so beautiful.
With tears in your eyes and holding your hand that was now cut off, you were surprised by a boy you didn't even notice was there before, he offered you his hand to help you with a shy smile on his face. 
He seemed to be one year or two older than you, he had dark brown hair and golden eyes that caught your attention, it seemed to glow like an enchanted flame that wouldn’t harm you, but protect you.
“Are you hurt?” As he asked, you came back to yourself and took the boy’s hand that helped you get up. “Let me help you.” You followed him to one of the many rooms in that place and took care of your small cut, always with a pleasant smile on his face.
After a few years, for unknown reasons, you and he have drifted apart and both of you were no longer those two children smiling together. He seemed cold, dark, always busy with something that you could never know what it was even though you were a member of the Yakuza.
You were wondering if he even remembered the moments you had when you were younger or if he would have been corrupted by work just like your father had been after your mother's death.
One night you heard him breaking objects in his office and didn't think twice about going in and seeing what was happening. "Kai? Are you okay?" It seemed that the moment you mentioned that name, his eyes turned into golden flames of hate.
"I already told you not to call me that, it's not my name since a long time ago." He turned his back on you and was staring at some papers stuck to the wall, you decided to approach, hoping that you could bring that smiling boy back with your touch.
"Why didn't you ask for my help? This case seems to be taking more of you than usual." You rested your hand on his shoulder, but he wasn’t the same. In the blink of an eye, that man pushed you away by refusing your touch, the touch that had made you know each other.
"Don’t dare to touch me with such dirty hands, you’re sick just like the others." Shocked by such words spoken by someone you grew up with from childhood, you were sure that you could no longer bring happiness to Overhaul's life, as he called himself.
After such a chaotic conversation, you and Overhaul became even more distant from each other, speaking to one another only to discuss Yakuza matters. You missed him in your daily life, but he had already demonstrated how he sees you, as one of the filthy rats with a Quirk and needed a cure.
Until one day you saw him coming back from a fight with some villains, you knew that there was no one else who could help him at that moment and if he lost more blood then you would lose him forever.
Ignoring that your mind was telling you to stay away from him, you ran to him who was lying on the floor, almost unconscious. "Kai, I'm here. I won't let you die." He didn't seem to mind your presence, but you knew he didn't want to die alone.
You laid him on your legs and tried to keep him conscious anyway, tears fell down your face and touched his face. Forcing himself to remain conscious, he took off one of the gloves he always wore and touched your face for the first time.
“I don’t want to see you crying again. Smile at me, just like you used to do when we were kids.” Surprised by his sudden act after years, you smiled even with tears in your eyes ‘cause you knew he still remembered your moments together.
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caffeineandimagine · 3 years
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would you write overhaul holding the reader’s hand for the first time? like in the beginning he’s kind of touch repulsed, but later he warms up to the reader!
(it could also be angsty if the reader is very affectionate and conflicted when he doesn’t want to be touched, if that helps!)
I tried my best in this one, but it kinda turned out to be tragically beautiful and will be posted right away! :D
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