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harleys1nhawaii · 1 month
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VALENTINE’S HEAD
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pairing: dabi / todoroki touya x fem!reader
warnings: established relationship, +18 content, minors dni, smut, oral s3x (m receiving), mentions of killing, swearing, heavy language, fluff at end
a/n: i actually wrote this on his birthday (jan 18th) but my acc got shadow banned right after i posted it and it took days to get my acc fixed so i changed some parts and now this is somehow a valentines day fic
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you have your own ways of pleasuring dabi, in both ways.
you’ve known him better than you’ve known yourself. you knew the every little inch of him from his neck to his ankles. from the areas that could be easily teased to the hard muscles under his mismatched skin. from the places he lets out the most groans when you touch, to the way of his blue flames ignite and encompass the whole dark room, letting him to see where your bodies meet with his one hand on your stomach, feeling the bulge in his palm.
but then, there was one thing you really haven’t tried on him before. you haven’t really given it much of thought and have decided to get back to the grind. truth be told, you had never been an “innocent” nor “coy” typa girl. even sometimes you’d be so straightforward and dirty with your words that it would leave dabi in a pure state of bewilderment. so the reason couldn’t be that. and you also weren’t unwilling or anything, either. so it also wouldn’t be this. but then, what was it?
why couldn’t you just wake your boyfriend up with his dick stuffed in your small mouth? what was the fucking reason god dammit?!
your eyes blink open as your back rises up from the sheets in sync, jumping awake from your sleep. after a minute of trying to catch your breath and stretching your limbs, you turn your head towards the bright side of the room. the light of the sunshine is a little too far from the bed where you two are laying on. the blinds are half closed and the windows cracked open.
you silently push your body from the warm bed sheets and sit with your legs crossed on the mattress. you don’t need to check the calendar on your phone to know what day it is. “february 14th.” you murmur, a soft smile making it’s way to your lips.
you’ve spent a good total of 2 weeks just to find him some good present but no, nothing just seemed to suit his heathen style ever. at some point you even just went up to him and asked him what his dream gift was. although, you realized that also ain’t gonna work when he responded with, “the dead body of endeavor.”
so now, there you were sitting on the bed and staring at his peaceful, still figure. feeling your chest tighten the more your eyes move lower, gazing at the naked skin and his staples with light shining on em. your fingers move before you can even help it, control is on your nerves but not in the brain that they’re all connected to. your fingertips stop right on the waistband of the boxer he’s wearing in the cold winter morning, body already burning with the quirk of heat. your eyes shimmer as you eye his length under the thick layer of the underwear, feeling your walls clench on nothing.
how long were you gonna wait to do this at this point? you could gladly gift him a morning sex on a day that he couldn’t give less fucks about. if not right now, never.
you gently rise your ass from the mattress by pushing it with your hands. a shiver runs down your spine from the loss of heat of the bed. you drop yourself between his legs and sit down. you feel your insides warm up as your hands find their way to the waistband of his boxer once again, taking it off and revealing his thick length.
you start off slow, considering vigilant. pumping it up and down and letting him get used to the sensation of your hands. a silent groan catches your ears when you take him inside your mouth, tongue swirling around his tip. you didn’t wanna wake him up now, just not yet. so you decided to keep your movements as slow and light as possible, giving his dick time to harden more. you pick up your pace when you feel his body move under you, his chest rising up with the deep breath he takes. you were just about to look at his eyes when you feel a hand grab on your hair and push your head forward to his now fully erect cock. your eyes close shut when you fight yourself to silent your gags, though it doesn’t really help when you hear your boyfriends mocking voice.
“good morning dollface.” he chuckles, voice husky and deep from being just woken up from his sleep. he looks at your cute struggling face with your brows furrowed, fighting to open your eyes as tears peek around the corners of them. “oh, is my girl too coy to look me in the eyes?” he pushes your head on his dick again but harder, giving you no way to catch your breath and respond his teasings.
“you were devouring my cock like a minute ago, sweetheart. what’s gotten to you?” you press your thighs together, jaw relaxing when you let yourself breathe from your nose once again, softening your press on his thighs. you get yourself together faster than you’d think, eyes opening wide to get a fully view of him and bobbing your head now being the one who’s in control. “f’ckinggg hellll” he groans as you grip his balls in your palm, when your other hand is stroking his length.
his grip on your scalp tightens, signaling he's close to his release. your tongue now swirling around his shaft as you take him fully in your mouth once again. his tip hitting the back of your throat as you pick up your pace. you let out a cry when his hand that’s holding your hair squeezes hard as he pushes himself into your mouth as deep as possible. you feel his cum going down your throat as you stay still and swallow it all, nose touching his base.
he finally releases his grip on your scalp when he’s done cumming. your head tilts forward and you inhale a deep breath, strands of hair clinging to the wet patches on your face. you’re quick to open your eyes and rise your body from the mattress, returning his hungry gaze with your lustful one.
leaning in, your palms press against the warmth of his bare chest, feeling his staples hotter than usual. as your lips meet his, there's a delicate fusion of desire. he’s soft with his movements despite the way how he was leaving you breathless just seconds ago. he draws his tongue into your mouth when you wrap your arms around his neck, gently gripping his hair. the kiss lingers, breaths mingling, until both of you reluctantly pull away, leaving each other breathless.
his azure irises meet yours once again, his forehead in now on yours. you softly smile, your hands caressing the back of his neck as you take his scent into your lungs, holding it inside for a while and not letting go. maybe you didn’t pick him the best valentines day present, nor gave him the dead body of endeavor; but you loved him dearly more than anything you could’ve ever imagined.
your voice is soft when it catches your own ears, with a grin tugging at the corners of his lips.
“happy valentines day, touya.”
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thetreefairy · 9 months
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Teen reader playing just dance with dabi and Shigarki is in my head atm
very short no warnings really. Except talk about past punishments
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Teen reader is a menace, so for to get rid of their energy Dabi bought just dance.
He just didn't expect to be roped in to doing the dances with them.
So what did he do? He made Shiggy dance with Reader as well.
Reader had gotten another high score in Just Dance and laughed at their dad's score. "Papa! Even Dabi has a higher score than you!" Reader laughed out loud causing Dabi and Tomura to look offended. "Hey! I have way better at Just Dance than handy job!" Dabi shouted offended.
"Dabs, you and dad have a star difference. And with me you guys have like 2 stars difference."
"I should isolate you more..." Shiggy mumbled, causing reader to whine. "You are getting to cocky thanks to burnt bitch."
*cue offended Dabi noises*
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theveiledmaiden · 2 years
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yandere!shigaraki, who worshipped you. who kissed the ground that you walked upon, who sang praises at your altar, who sacrificed anyone for you. he wanted to own you- no, he wanted to be you. his wanted to peel your skin back and crawl inside. he wanted to see all the blood, bones, and tendons that made up your perfect body. he wanted to be one with you, to live inside you and be embraced by your never ending warmth. his pitiful inferiority makes him seethe with self loathing, but goddammit, he fucking needed you. you were his goddess, his religion, his salvation. all his crimes, all his sins, all the blood on his hands, washed away with just one caress. the hunger satiated, the pain soothed, you were the key to everything. you were his one and only path to righteousness, and he’d walk it until his feet bled and his body decayed.
yandere!dabi, who knows you like he knows the back of his hand. the late nights spent watching you through your window, following you home to make sure you got there safely, he’s memorized your schedule, every odd habit you have, all the intimate moments when you think no ones around. in a way, he realizes he’s already fallen in love with you, despite not ever having said a word to you. as he watches the rise and fall of your chest, eyes closed and breathing even, he realizes with a pounding heart that you make him want to be saved. part of him is disgusted, desperately trying to remember why he started down this path. but a much larger, much stronger part of him knows that if you’d asked him to, he’d give it all up; the fighting, the hiding in the shadows, being the big bad monster. your eyebrow furrows for a second as you release a tired groan. you fuss in your sleep, and he’s struck with the epiphany that the depth of his feelings for you terrifies him. it makes him want to claw his eyes out, rip his heart from his body and crush it between his fingers for betraying him. he wants to destroy the world around him so you have no choice but to come to him. he brushes your hair from your face, and it takes everything in him to swallow those feelings down.
yandere!hawks, who just wants someone to love him for who he is. just wants someone to see him as keigo takami and not pro-hero hawks. wants someone to hold him, to touch him gently with no ulterior motives or ill intentions. wants unconditional, unbridled love; true love. he’s never felt it, in himself or in anyone else, the commission never would’ve allowed him to feel anything that they didn’t approve of. but if he was being honest with himself, he never knew what he was missing until he met you. you, who was kind to everyone and everything without expecting anything in return. he knew you could give him what he needed, craved. he knew your gentle caress could smooth over his rough edges, knew the sound of your voice would drown out the horrible thoughts in his head. he knew that with you by his side, he’d be untouchable to the world around him. nothing could stop him; not the commission, or the world, or even god himself could hold keigo back from loosing himself in you.
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lucifer000sstuff · 1 year
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Bro I wanna have this teddy so I could cuddle it
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while toya casually puts my lungs where my kidneys are with his massive horse cock ❤❤
@dabislittlemouse
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deaddovedecadence · 1 year
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You need a bath
Smummery: After the todoroki family kidnaps you, Fuyumi isn’t allowed to see you. She lets this happen until she learns you aren’t beeen taken care of properly
Pronouns for reader: They/Them
Set in SAFITS
Fuyumi isn’t really one to worry, well she is, but not usually about you. You’re with your family now so there isn’t anything that can get to you without her knowing about it. The rest of her family however, they worry about you all of the time and to be honest, she doesn’t really get it.
They won’t let her help take care of you either, with Rei always shutting her out when she tries to look after you, Shoto never speaking to her and Enji shouting when she tries to fix dinner or breakfasts or even lunch for you.
A little private part of thinks it’s because they aren’t used to taking care of other people the way she is, so worrying about someone is new for them. She gets it, well not really but she lets them fuss over you even though they aren’t caring for you as well as she would.
Touya though, her best friend and twin protests. He doesn’t like taking of people (she didn’t either, once upon a time) but he loves people so strongly. “Why don’t you step in?” he says to her one summer day, a maybe few weeks after they took you home.
“Our family just wants to love them, and I can’t be mad at them for that. If they need me to step back, I’ll step back.” Touya sighs softly, taking a drag of his cigarette, “Fuyumi, neither of our parents will even give them a bath and Shoto just wants to stay close to them so he isn’t protesting it.” She’s snarling even before he’s finished because how dare they. How dare they.
“Touya, start a fight with our father or something. I need to go take care of my sibling.” Her twin grins, sharp and vicious, and Fuyumi lets her own lips curve to match it.
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She sends Touya inside before her, so that he has time to distract everyone. When the sounds of a fight starts, Fuyumi slips into the house and tiptoes up the stairs.
She doesn’t have to even think about which room is yours, it’s across the hall from hers and it’s been hurting to have you so close and yet so far away. She touches the door with her hands, grinning when it turns to ice and shatters under her fingertips. You look up at her right away, and she aches when your eyes get big with fear.
“It’s okay little one, I’m here to help. You know me snowflake, I’m here to help you, okay baby? Our family hasn’t been caring for you properly so I figured it was time for me to step in, huh?”
You nod hesitantly, eyes big and terrified. “I haven’t seen you since the,” You croak out, not saying the final word. Fuyumi lets herself shrug, an unusually casual motion for her but it seems to calm you down. You untense a little bit, and stop holding your body so tightly.
“Have you eaten today?” She asks, already recalibrating her plan in case you say no. You shake you head, looking sheepish and more than a little nervous. “Rei forgets sometimes and Enji doesn’t know how to cook.”
“Okay, here’s what we’ll do. You are coming to my room and we’re going to get you a bath while I make some miso since it’ll be nice and light on your stomach, okay?” She says it as a question to make you feel more comfortable but she is willing to force you.
Luckily you say that it sounds good and you even say her name! Everyone’s been complaining (other than Touya who doesn’t get to see you either) that you won’t use their name and you only call them kidnappers or something like that.
She marches you across the hall with a gentle hand on your back, helping to keep you grounded. Once you’re both in her room she heads to the en suite and starts the bath water.
“Take as long as you need to get clean,” She says gently, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll leave some clothes on the counter for you, and I’ll come right back after I make the miso and talk with our family.” She emphasizes the word talk ever so slightly, just to make sure you understand that this will never happen again.
Fuyumi won’t let it.
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theextratreefairy · 1 year
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To drink to survive
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Warnings: yandere-verse themes, reader is unwilling but is too tired to fight, Dabi is a bitch, purge au, spoilers to Dabi's character, drunk reader, cursing. Reader is AFAB but non-binary, some suggestive comments, don't use Alcohol as a coping mechanisme kids.
they/them pronouns
Reader hated the purge even more since the league of villains are getting stronger. And the fact that villains don't follow the rules of the purge, they don't send a letter with the government's approval, they send letters to scare their darlings and when you show it to the government. They will tell you to suck it.
To stand between a yandere and their darling is suicide.
"Fucking hell." Reader cursed as they saw a burnt rose. The stem was burned yet with an intact little card attached to it. 'Please be on the wrong doormat.' They thought, begging silently to any deity they could think off. Reader picked up the rose and rushed in their apartment. As soon as Reader had locked the door, the windows already barricaded. Reader read the card with shaky hands.
'Can't wait to see you, doll. Better pack a bag, babe.'
"Oh, for fucks sake." Reader mumbled throwing the rose in the tin. "A villain for a yandere, oh how wonderful." Reader didn't have a quirk, so they knew that they had to pack a fucking bag and listen.
Dabi couldn't help but feel so giddy! Soon his little darling would be his legal darling! Unable to leave him. He was following them all day, texting Toga about a few things he needed for them.
❀BLOODSUCKER❀ - I will be getting her pads and tampons so that she can chose, I stole one of those big ass teddy bears.
NASTYBITCH - Thanks bloodsucker, you can get some of my blood later.
❀BLOODSUCKER❀ - I don't want your nasty shit, I want my future darling to be friends with your darling after they both settle down. OHHH perhaps they could have those sibling relathionships :D
NASTYBITCH - Sure, bloodsucker
'Luckily Toga is a yandere.' Dabi thought chuckling. He was going to live with the darling in one of the LOV bases, so it was important that the league liked them, plus they won't be lonely with all the other darlings.
Reader had packed a bag, but they sure as hell aren't going to cry about it. So, they decided to make a large bowl of noodles with spicy chicken and with a bottle of whiskey. Reader had just turned 20 and this was their first ever bottle they got. "If I need to deal with the purge, Imma deal with it drunk!" Reader shouted as they downed the bottle and ate their misery away. Not knowing that their yandere was already watching them, smirking in a sadistic matter.
Oh, how Dabi couldn't wait to brand Reader with his name! To make sure his darling dearest could never leave him again!
It was midnight when the purge was announced, Reader was absolutely shit faced and woke up from their drunken nap due to the sirens.
'This is your Emergency Broadcast System announcing the commencement of the annual purge. For 24 hours every yandere action will be legal except Murder and causing any permantely bodily harm to your darling, 'marking' however is allowed. The police cannot be called, the parmadics can only be called in deathly situations'
"Well, yandere dearest, I hope you can deal with a drunk me!" Reader shouted to no one in particular. "Oh, of course I can, but can you keep your hands off me?" Dabi said as he engulfed Reader in a back hug as he dropped to his knees, his body heath dangerously warm. This caused a yelp to escape their mouth. "Did you get a bag, doll?" Dabi questioned in threatening tone. "Or will you need a little help?" His hands were burning up.
Reader whined at the sensation in a drunk tone. "I got my bagg thereee." They slurred, pointing the bag next to her kitchen counter. "Oohh, you're pretty." Reader mumbled, clasping their hands together as they looked at Dabi. "Okay, you're very drunk." Dabi muttered amused. 'Oh how, easy it will be.' He thought as his grip got a bit loser.
"Doll, I am going to carry you to the couch and you will stay on there until Im back with your bag. Understood?"
Reader whined again, they were hearing loud screams outside of their apartment. Reader would rather be taken kindly then roughly, hence why their drunk. Dabi did just as he would say he would, looking as his little doll his being so complaint. Oh how giddy it made him feel. Reader was trying to reach for the bottle from the couch, trying their best to stay on the couch. A whine leaving their mouth as they failed, Dabi had walked back to the couch, a smirk visible on his face.
"I can't get the bottle~!" Reader whined outloud, tears wobling in their eyes. "Can you give me the bottle~?" Their voice had a begging under tone.
"Awhh, but your already drunk~! Shouldn't you share some with me?"
"no<3"
"Awe, i thought we could have some fun, get you nice and soft, perhaps even whinier then that you are now.."
@maggiecc
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mamayan · 9 months
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Dabi stans come get y’all juice 🧃 ✨
I posted a soft little drabble(*´∇`*)
Of course I’m a dark content writer so maybe my soft is like a brick to the face, who knows~♡
As always my content is not for minors, please be warned and aware.
Enjoy!
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arcanao · 4 months
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What happens if we flirt with the yanderes in the quirckless au?
hi thanks for the ask ! sorry for the late answer, since it's been a while i last posted and since I wanted to celebrate my blog's birthday (already one year !), i did every character from the quirkless au, hope you enjoy it !
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word count : 2473 tw: everyone getting cockblocked, yandere, possessive behavior, obsessive behavior, jealousy, delusional behavior, bad flirting, workplace harassment (kinda), sexual tension (nothing explicit), implied stalking, manipulative behavior, controlling behavior characters: midoriya izuku, bakugo katsuki, shoto todoroki, eijirou kirishima, aizawa shota (eraserhead), keigo tagami (hawks), toshinori yagi (all might), enji todoroki (endeavor), tomura shigaraki, todoroki touya (dabi), toga himiko, kai chisaki (overhaul), All For One, yamada hizashi (present mic), tamaki amajiki, mirio togata, shinsou hitoshi
✤izuku midoriya -> huh ? HUH ? izuku is shocked when he feels your hand running through his hair, you telling him how soft it is and him barely able to utter a single word. izuku blushes at your compliments and thanks you as he is completely melting inside. you're all he can think about all day as bakugo scolds him for not doing well (also because he is jealous to not be the one you flirted with). he will follow you around and steal glances at you all day, unable to get over the fact that you touched his hair. you touched HIM. would want to invite you to grab dinner but he got so lost in thoughts that he lost track of time and you already left the office. too bad, but he will make sure he gets you next time...
✤bakugo katsuki -> he almost jumped when he felt you touch his bare forearm, telling him how muscular he was. he just pulled away, trying to brush it off but his face was so red that it was hard to not notice how much he loved the attention. that day he is not leaving you alone or with anyone else. you're talking with shoto ? too bad you have a meeting the whole afternoon only with him. you planned to meet with your friends the evening ? too bad, bakugo still has a lot of work to give you. you'd probably faint from exhaustion at the end, bakugo looking at you fondly as he brushes back a strand of your hair behind your ear, putting his jacket on your shoulders. maybe tomorrow he'll be a bit softer on you, he thinks as he presses a soft kiss on your forehead...
✤shoto todoroki -> delusional king, so maybe not the best idea to try and flirt with him. as you compared the size of your hand with his, telling him his are nice and and then grabbing them to see that it's was abnormally hot on one side and cold on the other, he already made up a story where you're both married with a lot of kids. you grabbed his hand so you must like him or consider him as your boyfriend. he arranges for a diamond ring to be delivered the same day, it's better if you don't accept it because if you do, shoto already considers you as his fiancée. he can't wait to see the face his father will make when he introduces you to him...
✤eijiro kirishima -> delusional too. as he was carrying some boxes, you complimented him telling him his arms were so muscular and asking him if you could touch. he never flexed his arm so hard in his entire life to impress you, he always want to look his best for his girlfriend after all (you must agree to be with him if you flirt that way). is happy the whole day, and would seize the opportunity to invite you for a drink. would flirt all evening long and make you drink to pull out some informations out of you. like : is he your favorite coworker ? no need to lie, he knows he is. would carry you bridal style to show off his strength as he walks you home. kirishima is waiting like a puppy for a snack in front of your door in hope to get inside your apartment, it's up to you whether you let him come in or not...
✤shota aizawa (eraserhead) -> you were spending the evening at this apartment but you were way more touchy than usual. your hands lingering onto his stomach, feigning surprise as you felt how toned he was. you asked him if you could touch which he agreed to, pretending it wasn't a big deal and keeping a complete poker face, truth is his heart was beating so hard he felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. the intimate context didn't help much and as the tension rose between the two of you, aizawa and you almost kissed as you ran your hands onto his abs. well that is until your phone rang, it was hawks, maybe for work. you dusted your shirt and got up with a blush on your face as you left the room, answering the call. aizawa let out a sigh of irritation as he ran a hand through his hair. he was so close but you were interrupted... he knew that all wasn't lost, after all you're the one who initiated the contact... so maybe he had a chance...
✤keigo takami (hawks) -> already flirts with you on a daily basis but he is kind of surprised that, for once, you actually flirted back. fixing his shirt collar that was apparently "wrinkled", when he got dressed less than one hour ago. that day he is all over you at the office again, trying to get a reaction out of you. your colleagues are all burning with jealousy at seeing him so close to you and it's even worse if you flirt back again. hawks would be basically dragging you around all day, when he has to see enji, when he has to get lunch, when you work. in the end, he would force you to get some drinks with him as he always does but ends up not bringing you home, you deserve a reward for being such a nice girl don't you ? he'll take better care of you later, enjoy your peacefulness , well at least for now...
✤toshinori yagi (all might) -> you wiped some ice cream he got onto his face when he was eating with your finger before licking it off, staring right at him while you did so. all might instantly became completely red, looking away to try and keep his composure. you were so cute. during the whole day he would wonder if you did it on purpose or not ? no way you did... or maybe ? all might would try to flirt back with you, but he is so clumsy with it, he doubts you even understand... it's okay he'll just keep going, until you fall for him !
✤enji todoroki (endeavor) -> you were in his office to get some paper, as he handed you some files, you brushed your fingers against his on purpose. he froze, looking at you very surprised as you only smiled. exiting his office with a small thanks. endeavor couldn't believe what you did. did... did you just flirt with him ? a smile quickly made its way onto his lips as he leaned back onto his seat, looking at his hand that touched yours. maybe it was finally time for him to make his move...
✤shigaraki tomura -> while you were together in the elevator, he wanted to show you something on his phone. you seized the opportunity to get close to him, pressing your chest against his arm and you bended a bit to see his phone. shigaraki completely froze, his face completely red as he barely managed to collect himself to explain what he was showing to you. as you left the elevator, waving at him and getting to work, shigaraki was barely able to have any coherent thoughts. thinking only of you, of your touch, of how soft you felt against him... he sighed as he got back to his apartment, he had a busy afternoon coming but he couldn't wait to watch you tonight...
✤touya todoroki (dabi) -> as you were chatting around a drink, you suddenly felt yourself getting a bit braver than you were usually. putting your hand on his chest, feeling his burn scars gently and asking him if he could show you his tattoos. dabi couldn't help but smirk as his heart started racing. how could he not comply when you were being so cute ? he took off his t-shirt slowly, teasing you as much as he could. he grabbed your hand and guided it on his chest. as he got closer and closer, trying to get the opportunity to kiss you while you were focused on his tattoo, you heard someone knocking at the door. dabi groaned as you pulled yourself together and opened the door, it was shigaraki with some beers. you welcomed him inside, missing the satisfied smirk he threw at dabi, who was fumbling. next time... he would have you next time and no one would be able to stop him...
✤himiko toga -> as you were a bit wasted, you grabbed her hand, pulling her onto the dance floor, sliding your hands on her hips, a small smile on your lips. you both giggled as you danced together, way more close than normal friends would normally be. as toga reached for your face, pulling it close to hers the power suddenly went ouf, immersing the room in the dark. some people started panicking and you and toga felt yourselves being pushed around, separating the both of you. you immediately sobered up and left the bar, waiting for toga outside. when she finally arrived, you were obviously not in the mood for anything anymore. toga pouted as she walked you back home, well she'll have more luck next time !
✤kai chisaki (overhaul) -> sadly i don't think he would even understand that you're flirting with him. would refuse to touch you if you are not completely sanitized from the outside world. well you can always try but I doubt he would even understand what you're trying to do nor appreciate.
✤all for one -> there was surprisingly very few people at the bar that day and all for one was there, standing at the bar. you sat next to him, a smile on your face as you offered him a drink, as a thanks for all the times he bought you drinks. all for one accepted with a smile on his face, moving his stool closer to yours. as you drank more and more, you got touchier than before which was really pleasing all for one. aren't you cute ? all needy for him... he grabbed your hand, whispering to your ear and asking if you wanted to go somewhere else. unfortunately, your friends rushed by your side and apologized to all for one for letting you bother him, before he could say anything they grabbed you and took you out of the bar. all for one chuckled, it wasn't everyday he saw you being that cute so he'll let it pass for to day, but next time you won't be so lucky...
✤yamada hizashi (present mic) -> he was waiting for you backstage, as he usually does after his concerts. you were taking longer than usual so he was a bit worried but as you entered the room, all of his worries suddenly eased. you apologized for being late, telling him that someone spilled their drinks on you and that his manager helped you by giving you one of yamada's shirt to wear. you sat down next to him asking him if he though you looked good with a smile and telling him you'd love to wear more clothes of his if they were this comfortable. present mic hugged your waist telling you that if you'd be his wife he would give you as much of his clothes as you wanted. you giggled while running your hand through his hair. yamada fell asleep on your lap from the exhaustion of the day and because of the alcohol. when he woke up, his manager told him you left. he pouted, he'll make sure you end up accepting his marriage proposal and when you do... oh god he couldn't wait for it.
✤tamaki amajiki -> you were together in his tattoo shop, tidying up everything after the rough day you had. you looked at tamaki before sighing and getting behind him, circling his waist with your arms, complaining about how much of a rough day you had together. tamaki froze up, he wasn't used to people touching him. usually it would scare him but with you... it didn't feel bad. he blushed, stuttering and unable to find his words. you chuckled, telling him he was so cute when he blushed. tamaki could only cover up his face, he was so red... you finally let go with a small laugh after some teasing. tamaki tried to regain his composure with a groan. you really knew how to push his buttons...
✤mirio togata -> you were playing cards together like you were used to and you didn't even win one game tonight. you quickly lost all of your tokens. mirio wanted to call it a day but you couldn't stand being the loser so you told him you would bet something else. when he told you you didn't have anything more to bet, you offered yourself against all of his tokens, a small smirk on your lips. mirio smirked too, asking you if you understood what that entailed, you nodded, a blush on your cheeks before both of you started playing. the atmosphere was very tense, you could feel mirio's gaze never leaving your form as you kept on playing. he was so focused on you that he missed the way you observed his every moves, trying to find any weakness. and when you did find out, you beat him, winning all of his tokens and slipping through his fingers. he kept his usual smile despite the fact that he was boiling on the inside, congratulating you for your win. under that smile, he was already plotting a way to have you betting yourself again. next time he would get you and you would have no exit left, he would make sure of it.
✤shinsou hitoshi -> shinsou is a master in the art of seduction, i mean his whole job relies solely on flirting with customers so there is no question whether you're indeed seducing him or not when you let your fingers hoover right above his forearm while he's talking. you're so cute, being all fidgety while trying to initiate physical contact... he would instantly flirt back, pushing a strand of your hair behind your ear, making it so that your knees would touch. you thought you could play him at his own game ? he is a master at it, there is no way you can. when he's done with you, you're so red that you can't even look at him in the eye. but before he can offer to walk you home and maybe go a bit further, he is interrupted by his boss who tells him a customer is waiting for him. he sees your behavior instantly shifting as you collect your stuff, leaving his club with a barely audible goodbye. shinsou is fumbling the whole evening while he feigns interest in his customer, if only that bitch didn't distract him... he will make her spend all of her money so that he can gift you something to apologize, maybe he would gain back your trust that way...
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Transilience
Yandere Todoroki family x reader
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@i-cant-sing​ originally came up with the yandere todoroki family idea - this is loosely based off of Snow’s idea :)) I’ll link her masterlist here
Please note that this is a little bit darker than what I usually write - if you’re sensitive to any of the topics listed below, please do not read this
word count - 4.6k
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tw - abuse, violence, slight mentions of drugging, stalking, child neglect?? (broader warnings in the tags - yandere-ness will start in part 2)
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part II
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The Todoroki family were an odd bunch, that much was clear. 
Something about them, about the way they acted - both around one another, and around others - was so glaringly different. Of course, no one was stupid enough to pry into the private lives of the family of a hero as powerful as Endeavor.
Not that he was the only one worthy of a careful amount of caution - all of them were fairly powerful in their own right.
And their private familial situation remained exactly that - private.
No one knew what exactly happened behind closed doors, and everyone preferred it that way. It was best to let sleeping dogs lie. 
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Enji and Rei Todoroki weren’t always so dysfunctional.
There was a time, just before Natsu was born, where they were happy with life - or, as happy as they could have been in a marriage such as theirs.
Touya and Fuyumi never knew the specifics as children, but after Natsuo was born, Toya specifically learnt exactly why they had been born. 
And really, what good were they if they couldn’t fulfill the one purpose they were meant to?
Fuyumi and Natsuo inherited their mother’s quirk, and they had no problems controlling it, but they weren’t what they should have been. They had no extraordinary abilities, no incredible control of their quirks beyond what anyone else could have achieved.
Touya himself could have been perceived as an even greater disappointment. While he had managed to inherit his father’s quirk, it didn’t mean much. He fell short in more ways than one, that much he knew. What use was a quirk like his if he only ended up hurting himself? No amount of precision and control could help him meet his father’s expectations.
Things were awkward, tense in their home for the longest time. Until their parents announced that they would be having a baby. A last ditch attempt to salvage their quickly crumbling family.
Only, the bland, quiet life they had been living quickly changed when they received some startling news. Good news, is what Rei insisted anytime one of her three children would bring it up.
It was discovered, somewhat late in the pregnancy, that Rei Todoroki was expecting twins. This had to be good news, surely? The supposed last ditch attempt was growing more plausible with every passing moment.
Their father became softer, somehow. He looked at his wife with loving eyes, spoke to her with soft words and gentle smiles. The change was almost disturbing. Rei took it in stride, and it seemed as though she had more life in her than she had even before she’d gotten married.
Touya didn’t hope for much, but he prayed, deep down, to whichever deity may be listening, that this miraculous change would stick.
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The twins, as they had been referred to throughout the pregnancy, were born in winter. 
Snow blanketed everything in sight, and the world looked peaceful and undisturbed, almost as though this was a moment stuck in time. 
The three Todoroki children were made to stay outside in the waiting room, but the snow covered landscape just beyond the window was too enticing to just look at.
They bundled up and snuck outside, laughing and squealing in the snow.
Hours later, after their faces turned pink and their hands went numb, they returned to the beige waiting room. 
As soon as they sat down, a nurse in a stark white coat opened the door and made her way to them. She’d crouched down before them and invited them to meet their new siblings.
They’d said yes, obviously, and bounced eagerly towards their mother’s bedside, standing on tiptoes to catch the smallest glimpse of the twins.
Rei gave them a tired smile and beckoned them onto her bed, and they scrambled up without waiting another moment.
Touya, in that moment, believed in love at first sight. Not the cliché type Fuyumi spoke about, not what you might read in a book or a manga, or see in a cheesy romance movie. 
No, in that moment, Touya felt burning love, the urge to protect, to shield and care for his newest siblings. 
Protect from what? Nightmares, maybe. Or bullies and older children. From their father. From mean teachers, from crushes and fantasy worlds, from anything that meant to do them harm.
He’d felt this urge before, albeit not as intensely, when Fuyumi and Natsuo were born. But now, staring down as the tiny fists grasping one another as the two of you held each other close, he promised himself that he would protect you. This time, he would not fail as he had before.
Natsuo and Fuyumi, huddled beside him on the mattress, had similar thoughts in that moment.
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Shoto got his quirk when he was four years old.
It was something of a miracle in your father’s eyes, as if his wish had finally come true after all these years. 
He’d been blessed with a child who had two quirks - quirks which perfectly complemented each other. 
After that, you didn’t see Shoto as often. 
For days, weeks, months, years, you’d waited. Patiently, like your mother and brothers and sister told you to, you waited. Only, no amount of waiting would change you fate.
You were quirkless.
The universe had a strange sense of humour, that much you were certain of.
Years of waiting and hoping, and your father had eventually gotten his golden child, one with two perfect quirks. Only, everything came at a price. And the price for his victory was you. 
You barely looked like your siblings, and you had no quirk, nothing that announced to the world that you were in fact a Todoroki. It didn’t affect you much, not until you were old enough to join school, to see how people fawned over your brother, and how they looked at you with such distain.
A year after Shoto got his quirk, Touya died.
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At ten years old, you accepted that you would never have a quirk. 
You also accepted the fact that your family, along with the rest of the world, liked your brother a lot more than they liked you.
That was actually something that you understood. Of course people would like Shoto - he was so perfect. Handsome, intelligent, physically perfect, and he had an incredible quirk. You understood that people would like him more than you.
On him, the quiet, critical attitude was seen as mysterious and cool. On you, it seemed like you were just a bitch, one that thought she was so much better than everyone else even though she didn’t have a quirk. You knew that that was what people said about you behind your back. You didn’t have the will to correct them.
You understood why people liked Shoto more than you.
What you didn’t understand is why you didn’t have a quirk.
You understood the science behind it, the genetic reasoning. You’d seen your fair share of doctors, each of them saying the same thing.
“It’s not uncommon for quirks to be unbalanced in twins - either they spilt a quirk exactly, or one gets everything, and the other gets nothing.”
A dumbed down version, said simply enough for five year old to understand.
Over the years, you learnt the specifics of it, but that didn’t change the outcome.
You were quirkless. 
You were quirkless and Shoto wasn’t.
You were quirkless because Shoto wasn't.
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Shoto joined UA at fifteen years old.
You tried to seem happy for him - not that he cared all that much about what you thought.
But no matter how much you smiled and congratulated him, it still stung.
Shoto was moving on with his life, improving in areas you would never be able to even imagine. 
Fuyumi and Natsuo were proud of him, they’d made that abundantly clear. They’d had a celebratory dinner, all of Shoto’s favourite food’s covering the table. They’d gotten him small gifts as well, clothing, books, small trinkets that seemed to hold some significant meaning - a meaning you couldn’t understand.
Your father, stoic as he was, had a small smile on his face, so obviously proud even though it was expected of the golden child to attend UA. You weren’t sure what your mother’s reaction was when she found out. You weren't allowed to see her.
Not wanting to be around their unnecessary cheer, you left quietly, ducking out the doorway before anyone noticed - not that they would. 
Sometimes you wondered what might have become of your life if things had been different.
If you had been the one to get a quirk and Shoto was the unlucky one. If the two of you had shared the quirk equally, like you’d begged and prayed for years. 
If Touya hadn’t died. He had been kind to you, regardless of your lack of quirk, regardless of your otherwise off putting personality.
You wondered what would have happened, had your mother not blamed her mental break on you. Maybe your siblings would be able to tolerate you. Maybe your father would give you a moment of attention.
Wondering never did much, but living in a fantasy land of what might have been was better than living in the dreary reality of what actually was.
And much like the past of what might have been, you would spend the next few years thinking about what might have been if you hadn’t left home that night, if you’d chosen to accept the cold shoulders and awkward silences, rather than choosing to escape for a few minutes.
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On your twelfth birthday, you hadn’t received a birthday gift.
Not surprising, considering you hadn’t gotten so much as a “happy birthday” in six years at that point, but for some reason, it hurt more on that year than it ever had in the past.
You’d spent the day away from home.
Throughout your little adventure, you explored the areas surrounding your home, and places further than that. You had seen more in those few hours than you had in your entire life, and it had been fun.
The highlight of your day, of the places you’d seen, had to be the large park you’d found near the end of the day.
Really, it could be described more as a forest than a park, but it had been filled with greenery - trees, grass, ponds and flowers. So many flowers.
By the time you’d returned home, it had been close to midnight. There were no comments or questions about where you had been. You didn’t tell anyone.
When things got too difficult, too overwhelming, too much; you went back there. It felt as though it was your own slice of heaven, tucked away for you and only you, stuck in time. 
You went there whenever Shoto, Natsuo or Fuyumi went to visit your mother. Sometimes you’d fall asleep there too, in no rush to return home.
Regardless of how often you went there, it remained your safe space - somewhere only you went, a place only you knew about.
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The sun had long since set, but still you remained seated on the comfortable patch of grass you’d found in your forest.
Time passed differently when you were here, and you got distracted easily.
You had managed to grab your bag right before you’d snuck out. Well, walked out. No one would say anything if they saw you leave. 
Regardless, you were grateful that you’d had the forethought to grab your bag. It meant you had something to pass the time with, to help distract yourself.
Currently, you were studying the thick textbook you’d bought about a month prior. Working your way through it was a slow-going process, but you wanted to make sure you didn’t miss anything, so you’d taken to reading through it with a critical eye.
You only went through it when you were alone. If your father were to catch wind of what you were researching, he might burn the book to ashes. Or worse, hit you like he had in the past. 
One thing you’d learnt over the years was that your father had a hairpin trigger when it came to his patience, especially for you. 
And if he discovered that you were researching quirks of all things? 
You were sure you’d end up with more than a few scrapes and bruises.
Years prior, you’d taken a interest in the origins of quirks, and your father had nearly burst a blood vessel when he found out. Why he’d gotten so upset, you would never understand. You didn’t really care either way.
The newest textbook you’d gotten your hands on was about quirks and trauma, something you’d never considered. It was an interesting concept, one that hadn’t really been tested out yet.
Much like a dormant genetic disorder, it is theoriesed that in the case of the quirkless individual (subject A), a stressor or trauma is required to activate the quirk gene. 
In the case of a physical stressor, extreme pain registers in the parietal lobe. It has been observed that subject A responds differently to pain than subject B (the individual with one or more quirks).
In the case of a mental stressor, shock, of whichever degree, registers in the amygdala. It has been observed that subject A responds differently to shock than subject B.
It can be deduced that an extreme of both or either stressor is needed to activate the dormant quirk gene in quirkless individuals.
NOTE: Further testing is required.
The lack of light finally began taking a strain on your eyes, so you decided to pack up and head home for the night.
Stretching your arms high above your head, your joints popped. Hours of sitting in the same position did not do your back any favours.
Slinging the bag over your shoulder, you were about to leave when you heard a crack behind you, like someone had snapped a pencil.
You stopped and looked around, then down at the floor, thinking - somewhat foolishly, in hindsight - that you’d left a pencil on the ground and stepped on it while you walked away.
Distracted with your search for the nonexistent pencil, you’re caught by surprise when your feet are knocked out from under you. You hit the ground awkwardly, your bodyweight slamming onto your shoulder as the breath was knocked from your lungs.
You lay there for a long moment, gasping in half breaths, trying to shake off the confusion in your mind.
Sitting up is painful, it sends wave after wave of rolling agony through your shoulder, down your arm, and it settles in your fingertips, which quickly turn tingly and numb. 
You taste blood. 
Prodding at your lip with your tongue, you find that it’s split and leaking blood. You have a small scrape on your forehead, one barely worth noting.
Shaking your head slightly, you stand and glance around, looking for whatever had knocked you clean off your feet.
The small clearing was as empty as it had been when you’d first arrived, hours ago. There wasn’t so much as a bird flying around. 
You were alone.
You were alone, until you weren’t.
A whistling sound towards your right catches your attention. You turn your head, intent on giving whoever was tormenting you an earful, when you’re blinded.
Light brighter than what could be generated by a torch fills your vision. You’re stunned, standing in slight shock, too afraid to move even one step without your sight.
The choice of whether to move or not is made for you as something heavy and hard hits you in the stomach.
You fold like a house of cards, dropping to the ground.
There’s a ringing sound now.
You’re disoriented, unable to see, nearly unable to hear. 
You can still feel though. And there’s a small pinprick, barely enough to register the pain. 
You black out before you can tell what happens next.
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You’ve always hated hospitals.
When your mother had first been admitted to Fujiya Hospital, you’d visit her alongside your siblings. 
Back then, you hadn’t realised how much she hated you. You hadn’t realised that she blamed you for everything falling apart. The rest of your family soon felt similarly about you, or so you thought.
You used to patiently wait your turn to speak to your mother, standing straight and still just as you were taught. First was Fuyumi, telling your mother about her day, any noteworthy events. Next was Natsuo - he’d rarely tell her about his day. Instead, he’d ask about her condition, how she felt. Shoto always got to talk to her before you because he was older, a childish jibe he pulled whenever he wanted something you had.
Your mother would always be in a sour mood by the time you got to speak to her, eagerly talking about anything and everything, stumbling over your words in your haste. She never seemed to pay attention, always looking away from you, at a wall, or out a window, far into the distance. You’d always told yourself that she was tired, that since she spoke to all three your siblings before you, what you had to say wasn’t as exciting.
One day, nearly year and a half after she’d been admitted, your mother snapped. 
She told you exactly what she thought of you. Exactly how much she hated you.
Ungrateful brat. Bastard child. Worthless. Unlovable wench.
You had been too shocked to cry. Too shocked to do much of anything for a few days after that. There had been an incessant ringing in your ears in that moment, so you missed a lot of what she had said, but you’d heard a lot more than any child should ever have to in the few short moments before Natsuo had dragged you away.
While it was true that you’d never looked much like anyone in your family, you were indeed related to them. Enji didn’t seem to believe that for a while after you were born, and he’d argued with Rei a lot because of it. 
A few tests later, and he begrudgingly accepted that you were just different.
His tolerance for you dropped immensely when Shoto developed his quirk, and you proved to be an even greater disappointment.
Rei doted on Shoto, “protecting” him from your father. She grew frustrated with everything, and she took those frustrations out on you.
For most of your childhood, you had blocked out the way your parents had treated you. Enji’s treatment of you may have been bad throughout the years - he’d ignore you, occasionally slapping you around if you had particularly annoyed him. But Rei? She was the dark, foul creature that filled your nightmares.
Her words stung more than her rejection at times, and that day at the hospital had taken the cake. But the way she smacked you upside the head or across the face made Enji look like a gentle giant. She had no qualms about throwing random objects at you, whatever was within reach. No matter how much you wanted to believe the best of her, your mother hated you. 
You were sure she would kill you if she could.
The worst of everything she’d done to you over the years had to have been the fact that she blamed everything bad in her life on you. 
Oh, a glass broke in the kitchen? Your fault. Natsuo did badly at school? Your fault. Enji slapped her for interferring with Shoto’s training? Your fault. 
Touya’s death?
Your fault.
Shoto’s accident?
Your fault.
Your own mother being locked up in a hospital like a crazy person?
Your fault.
Your fault.
It was all your fault. Everything was your fault.
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When you were eight years old, you had been knocked by a car.
It hadn’t been your fault. 
It wasn’t your fault.
You had been crossing the road, on the way home after school.
Shoto had been walking ahead of you, and you were running to catch up to him, eager to talk to him while you had the chance. He was your brother but you rarely got to see him - while he was busy training with your father, you were expected to cook and clean. “Pulling your weight” is what your father told you. You had to be of some use to them.
You had made sure that the road was clear when you crossed. 
There hadn’t been any cars, you were certain of it.
Only, you had made it a whole four steps into the street before you were knocked clean off your feet, rolling, skidding a few feet away. 
The person who knocked you had left immediately, and the police had never managed to catch them. Not that it mattered all that much.
You spent two months in hospital. 
A severe concussion, four broken ribs, a broken collarbone, fractured wrist, slight brain swelling, and some internal bleeding.
Those months you spent in the hospital were pure torture. No one came to visit you - at least, not while you were awake. You’d find clothes, food, and occasionally books whenever you woke up from a drug induced sleep, but no one ever came to see you while you were awake.
The nurses and doctors didn’t speak to you either, other than to ask how you felt. They barely even looked you in the eye.
You returned to an empty home two months later, everyone going about their lives as if you barely existed.
You weren’t allowed to walk to school again after that.
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You’ve always hated hospitals.
Which is why you were so unhappy to wake up in one again.
One thing was certain though. Waking up wasn't like it was in the movies. You didn't smell bleach or disinfectant, you didn't hear a steady beeping or feel anything noteworthy. In fact, you barely registered that you were awake at all for a good ten minutes.
It was only when you sensed a slight shift to your left that you realised that you weren't unconscious, you weren't floating through dark, endless, nothingness.
You still couldn't hear anything.
In fact, it seemed as though all of your senses were dulled. Blunt.
Recalling what had happened right before you lost consciousness, you felt frozen in place, hardly daring to breathe too loudly.
You spent a while like that, barely moving, barely breathing, in a state of near panic. It all came to a head the moment you felt a gentle hand lay itself on your arm, and a muffled noise, as if someone was trying to talk to you.
As if the person trying to talk to you could read your mind, they held you down the moment you tried to jump up and run. Not that you would’ve gotten very far, you realise a moment later when you open your eyes and see the room full of nurses before you.
The person holding you down, Natsuo, looks at you with alarming concern, eyebrows drawn together, his mouth pinched into a tight line. You’ve never seen him look so worried.
“Hey, calm down. Calm down. You’re fine, deep breaths.”
He says it as a command, not a gentle suggestion. 
You nod, still dazed and confused, but you do as he says. Taking the opportunity, you look around the room.
It’s more spacious than you had originally thought. The bed you’re laying in feels small and out of place in the stark white room. Large floor to ceiling windows cover one wall of the room, making the space look even brighter than normal. 
The light makes your head throb, and you close your eyes as you lean back. 
Someone had fluffed the pillows for you. It bothered you that you hadn’t noticed someone get that close to you.
Once your head stopped pulsing to an irregular beat, you open your eyes again, deciding it was wiser to stay laying down.
Natsuo was still talking.
The nurses had left the room.
“Natsuo.” You interrupted him.
You rarely interrupted anyone in your family. Your father in particular had made it abundantly clear that he would smack you into next week if you ever decided to speak over him. Naturally, you’d decided to not interrupt anyone in your family. You never knew when one of your siblings might let something slip to your father. 
But you felt as if you’d earned the right to interrupt someone, just this once.
Your brother looked up at you and hummed, prompting you to talk.
“What’s going on? The last thing I remember, I was about to head home, and then...”
You stopped. You had no idea how much he knew about your park, and you weren’t about to hand him that information on a silver platter. Besides, he seemed to have understood the gist of your question anyway.
“I was just getting to that. Here, drink this.”
He handed you a clear plastic cup. You sniffed it. Water.
You took a sip and looked at him expectantly. Waiting.
“Like I was saying, you were gone for a few days. Fuyumi wouldn’t sleep, and dad was getting a search party together and everything to go and look for you. Of course, Shoto was at school, and Fuyumi didn’t want to worry him, so no one told him you were missing.”
You scrunched your eyebrows together at that. You’d been missing for days? How long had you been unconscious for? And your family had actually been concerned? Your father had been putting together a search party?
Sliding your hand up your arm, you pinched yourself until you drew blood. 
Huh. Not a dream then.
Natsuo continued on, oblivious to your internal turmoil.
“They found you behind some old warehouse in the business district, in an alleyway of all places. I thought you’d be half beat to death with how panicked dad sounded, but you were completely fine. There was nothing wrong with you - there is nothing wrong with you. But you’ve been unconscious for a week-”
“How long has it been exactly?” 
You interrupted him again.
“What?”
“How long has it been since I first went missing?”
He shook his head slightly, looking out the window for a long moment, then back to you.
“Nearly four weeks.”
You balked at his words.
Four weeks. 
You were unconscious for a month .
What on earth had happened. Why couldn’t you remember anything.
“Calm down. You-” 
Natsuo sighed deeply, taking a deep breath, steeling himself.
“You need to calm down. Things are not the same as they used to be - you've changed, so you need to learn how to control yourself. I don’t know how, it should be impossible.”
You were shaking now.
“Natsuo? Please, you’re scaring me.”
He did something then that shocked you.
Your brother hugged you. For the first time in ten years, your brother pulled you close and hugged you, squeezing you tightly to his chest.
He spoke then, mumbling the words into your hair as he pushed your face into his chest.
As if - if he said the words softly, calmly, they would shock you any less.
“We were running tests, a routine check up and... Well, your results weren't the same as they had been before - before you disappeared that is."
He paused.
"I can't word it any other way - you have a quirk."
That should have scarred you.
It did scare you.
You didn’t even realise you were crying until he started gently rocking you back and forth, muttering reassurances into your ear.
But amidst your fear and uncertainty, you were happy.
Beneath the tears, you were smiling.
You had a quirk.
You had a quirk.
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queenof-curses · 1 year
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Dabi (Touya Todoroki): Broken is a Good Look On You
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♡ ♡ ~ You accidentally stumble into a LoV hideout. What happens after Dabi volunteers to keep watch over you? ~ ♡ ♡ Masterlist | More My Hero Academia
Dabi (Touya Todoroki) x Fem!Reader
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cw: Minors DNI! nsfw, CNC, Pain play, Piercings, Yandere behavior, Hurt/Comfort, Kidnapping
Notes: originally posted on ao3
You can feel each staple across his palm as it digs into your soft skin. He currently had you against the wall, lifting you by the neck and pressing you into the exposed brick behind you. The coarse material dug into your back as you locked eyes with your captor.
Dabi 
As you struggled to breathe, you could only writhe under his grasp as he took in your smaller form. His grip tightened at your movements, cutting off even more of your airway. He was getting frustrated with your fight against him.
“Stop struggling, or you won’t like what comes next.”
He grinned down at you, noticing the moment his words register in your head. You stopped fighting his grip then, relaxing your body against his. After a moment passes, he releases his hold on you. 
Your body crumpled to the floor. As you hunch over at his feet, you struggle to catch your own breath. Minutes tick by as he watches you heave for oxygen below him. Finally, you look up.
He stood over you. Although you’ve gotten used to his presence, you never really took him in until this moment. Your eyes bulge in shock as you take in his massive size compared to your own smaller stature. Tall and fit to perfection, you notice not even his scars can hide his masculine features. He only wore dark pants and a white t-shirt, showing off his strong chest and build. As you trail your eyes upward, he notices you staring. Dabi’s eyes meet yours as he grins down at you. 
Cool leather kisses your jaw as you feel his booted foot tilt your head up to him. His hands were in his pockets, looking down at you with a nonchalant and uncaring gaze. Locking eyes with yours, his smile widens with malice. 
“You don’t look too bad from up here, Princess. Broken is a good look on you.” 
Reaching down, Dabi replaces his boot with a hand. This time, instead of gripping your neck he tilts your jaw towards him, the gesture surprisingly soft. He pauses to gauge your reaction, reading your emotions to determine his next actions. 
Fuck it, he thought. 
Crouching down, he pulls your face in. Hot lips meet yours as he holds your head to his. 
You begin to panic at the realization of what Dabi is doing. This isn’t what you wanted, nor expected, when stumbling into the League of Villains’ hideout. 
It’s been a few days now. You didn’t mean to do it, you were just walking along minding your own business when your curiosity got the best of you. 
You thought it was just a regular bar, but when you soon realized it was the infamous Shigaraki’s hideout, things soon changed. If you weren’t such a dummy and kept your cool, you wouldn’t have been captured in the first place.
At first they didn’t know what to do with you, most wanted to kill you immediately. But things changed once Dabi volunteered to watch over you until they could figure out whether you had a valuable quirk or not. 
So here you’ve been, locked in an abandoned room with continuous checkups from the flame user himself. A man with a quirk that could incinerate you instantly. A man that currently slipped his tongue inside your mouth. A man that, although you hate to admit, you were attracted to.
You groaned under him at his sudden actions, trying desperately to pull yourself from him. His face moves away from yours as he takes in your swollen lips. 
He teases you with his words, “C’mon Princess… this'll be fun, I know you’re into it…” 
Dabi leans back into you, cupping your face in both hands as he presses his lips to yours once more. 
You don’t want him to continue, but heat starts to build up inside of you. Your body wins its fight against your mind as your lips welcome his warm embrace.
His pierced tongue enters your mouth forcefully, wrapping around yours and playing with it. You try to keep your mind blank, letting him have his way with you without showing much of a reaction. Cold metal dances along your tongue, you could clearly make out the taste of him. Iron and a sort of smokiness takes over your senses. Surprisingly, you don’t seem to hate it… It was masculine and warm, almost welcoming as his dominance engulfed you. 
It’s just easier to give in, you think. Maybe he’ll be quick and let me go. 
Dabi moved a hand to grip your hair, pulling your head back and forcing your gaze on his. You whimpered at the sudden pain. He smiled down at you, thinking about how pretty you looked like that. 
“My my… we’ve barely just begun and you’re already a mess. This’ll be more fun than I thought…” 
His sentence trails off as he kisses your lips one last time, biting down on your bottom lip before pulling away. The action elicited a moan from you, a sound he quickly found himself enjoying. 
Standing up, Dabi never releases his hold on your head. He dragged you towards the old bed in the room that you’ve been imprisoned in, a mattress on a squeaky box spring. No pillows, no blanket, he had nothing to move out of his way. 
His pull on your hair had tears leaking from your eyes; pain radiated from your scalp. With his strength, he threw you onto the bed. 
Quickly, you turned yourself to face him, pushing yourself up the bed in an attempt to put space between the two of you. His smile was mean.
“You know you can’t escape, Princess… just give in and maybe you’ll enjoy this too.”
Dabi slowly removed his pants, undoing his belt as he watched you shiver in fear on the mattress. Bringing his pants down, his grins at your reaction to his growing bulge. 
Your eyes widen at the sight, you don’t want to know what’s behind the tight tent of his boxer briefs. Looking at the size of it, you know it’s huge without even seeing it in the flesh. 
“Dabi… please…” You try to plead with him. 
“Please? Please what, Y/n? Please fuck you?” 
He laughs then. It was deep and maniacal. He truly was crazy.
“Well, if you insist….” 
Removing his shirt, he kneels on the bed before you. He cages your body between his arms as you lay beneath him. 
Your tears were dry now as you looked up at him. You knew he wasn’t going to let you go, he would never betray Shigaraki’s orders. With one last pleading look, you accepted your fate. 
He leaned down towards you and placed a hard kiss on your mouth. Your eyes shut tight, not wanting to think too much about what was happening. Maybe he was right, you could enjoy this too? 
His mouth left hot kisses across your jaw as you turned your head to the side. You could feel his smile against your neck as he sucked your soft skin, leaving marks and bruises in his path. He places a hand on your waist and you tense, your eyes opening to lock eyes with his.
“Relax, Princess. This won’t hurt…” He grins, “unless you move too much.”
His palm starts to heat against you, a small flame ignites your clothing. Your breath hitches, you try to follow his orders to stay as still as you can. Your clothing catches fire from his palm, the controlled burn working its way from the spot he touched. 
You look down as you watch the flames dance along your clothing, burning everything in sight. After a few moments, you were left in nothing, black ash was all that remained of your clothes. Completely nude, you felt even more vulnerable than before. 
Dabi takes your body in with greedy eyes, groaning at the view of your budded nipples now that they were exposed to the cold room. Immediately, his lips lock on one and he sucks. You moan as his tongue circles it, a warm hand coming up to play with the other. He switches between the two, leaving bite marks across your chest. 
You groaned out at his touch, he was gifting you with bits of pleasure followed by short bites of pain. The opposite feelings were messing with your head, you needed more from him. 
After a sharp pop of his mouth on your nipple, he looks up at you from his place at your chest, waiting to hear your pleas. 
“Dabi…”
Gloating from your desperate tone, he massaged your breasts at a slow, leisure pace. Tweaking your nipples, he had you moaning for him once more. 
“What do you need, Princess?” He asks you. 
Lost in your own thoughts, you tried bargaining with yourself… were you really about to stoop so low as to beg this villain for pleasure? 
A sharp pinch suddenly made you yelp. 
“Y/n, I am not a patient man… tell me what you want.”
“I-I… I need you.. Please…”
“And where do you need me…?” He smiles.
You gave in, knowing you’d tell him anything at this point. 
“I need you to touch me… down there… please, Dabi…” 
He loved to see that look on your face, couldn’t wait to have you dumb on his cock. He was giddy at the thought of seeing you drool for him. 
“I’m not just going to touch you, Y/N. I’m going to fuck you until you break….” 
His harsh words registered in your mind, you had no choice but to submit. Dabi knew that he had won when your only response to his words was a soft moan.
He growled before taking your hands and holding them over you. As he licked and sucked your neck, a free hand came down to play with your core. Having him touch the place you needed him most, your legs immediately parted. He moaned into your ear the moment he felt your wetness.
All the heat that had been building inside of you collected itself at your center. Dabi’s teasing words and promises turned you on. 
Rough fingers met your folds as he groaned at your wetness. He ran his fingers up and down your dewy lips as he continued his taunts.
“Mmmm…you’re so wet, Y/N. Do I have you all hot and bothered?” He whispers into your ear.
His teeth bite your ear lobe, teasing you even more with soft licks and pants. It was messing with your mind as you parted your legs even further. 
He took your open opportunity to finally sink a finger inside of you. You moaned out at the intrusion as he caressed your walls. 
“So fucking tight… we’re gonna have so much fun babygirl..”
The pet name had you blushing, you didn’t expect him to be so good at treating you like this. Originally you thought he would just fuck you dry….but this is different. This is one of your worst fears coming true. Dabi was acting in a way that would make you come crawling back, and that thought scared you the most. 
Another finger entered your pussy, you could hear how wet you were for him. You couldn’t help it, it felt so good. The flame user was playing you like a fiddle. 
Suddenly he shifted, increasing the pace of his fingers, curling them up into your softest spot. He was determined to bring you to orgasm at least once before ruining you. 
“Cum for me, Princess…. That’s it, cum on my hand…” 
His palm slapped your clit with light movements, your moans filled the room. As you climbed to your peak, all you could do was lock eyes with him as he watched you come undone. 
“Fuck- I’m… I’m cumming…” you groaned out.
White filled your vision as you came on Dabi’s hand. He slowed the pace of his fingers as your body went limp beneath him. He removed his hand from your pussy, admiring the juices that coated him. 
“So fucking pretty like that…. You’re such a good girl.” 
He was petting the top of your head like a dog, showering you in praise. Your fucked-out face looked up at him as you relished his words. He noticed that his fingers were still coated in your finish, bringing them up to your lips.
His soft smile turned into a grin of malice as he stuck his fingers into your mouth. You immediately gagged on his digits, tasting yourself on them. The harsh action waking you up from your bliss. 
“There we go… such a good slut, cleaning my fingers.. Suck on them,” he said, pushing his hand far enough to trigger a gag from you. “Fuck… that noise makes me hard.”
Removing his hand from your mouth, he pulls your face up and kisses you. He could taste your release on your soft lips as he moaned into you. 
Dabi reaches for one of your hands, bringing it up to his boxers and placing it on his clothed erection with a smirk on his lips. You gasp out at how hard he is. 
“Don’t just sit there Princess.. Play with me…” He teases you, smiling at the shock on your face.
Hesitantly, you pull his boxers down. His hard cock springs free, slapping against his scarred stomach. He was huge… Long and thick, he had veins that danced around his shaft. Right beneath his flushed tip, a sparkle of jewelry sat. The barbell caught your eyes as you reached in and touched it with your thumb. 
He hissed through his teeth, “Careful baby girl… I’m pretty sensitive right now. Although I’d love to finish on your face, your sweet cunt is too tempting..” 
You blush at his perverted words, but continue with your actions. Wrapping a hand around his girth, you pump him slowly, eliciting swears from his lips. Confidence building, you stick your tongue out towards his tip, licking his slit and collecting the precum that pooled there. 
Groaning, he grips your head and guides your mouth onto his length. Bracing yourself on the bed, you let him take control. He growls out when you stick your tongue out, dancing across his piercing the bottom of his cockhead. 
Drool drips from your lips as he looks down at your face, he smiles before holding your head still. Suddenly, he slams his dick into your throat, forcing you to swallow his length. 
You begin to panic when he doesn’t move and tears start to pool in your eyes. 
“Relax your throat, Y/N…Fuck- it feels so good…”
He pulls out after a moment of listening to your struggles, only to slam himself back in. He fucked your throat fast and all you could do was take it. His erection was heavy in your mouth, with each thrust your nose met his base. You were surrounded with his scent, it completely consumed you. The saltiness from your tears mixed with your spit and his precum. His balls slapped your chin, picking up the drool from your mouth. Dabi looked down and groaned at the mess beneath him. 
“Fuck princess.. That’s it…shit- so pretty like that, just for me…”
He knew he needed to stop before he finished too quickly. Reluctantly, he stilled himself inside your throat. Your panic soon ceased as you massaged his dick with your tongue. Dabi swore once more before pulling himself out of you with a pop on your lips on his tip. 
Not waiting anymore, he grabs you by the hair once again, making you cry out. 
“Shut up, whore… you’re here to be used as a hole, now put your ass in the air.” 
Shifting your positions, he throws you onto your stomach and lifts your hips up. You were keen on listening to his demands, so you arch your back and put your butt in the air like he asked. 
Hot hands massage your ass cheeks, almost too warm to bear but you don’t think about trying to move out of the way. His actions and words have you confused, one moment he’s soft and giving, the next he’s angry and taking it out on you. You think about how he’s more hot and cold rather than just hot… 
Those thoughts are soon washed from your mind as you feel the bite of the staples on his palm. One, two, three times he spanks you. The cracks of his hand on your ass echoes through the quiet room. 
You cry out, body shifting forward from his force. Immediately you put yourself back into position, not wanting to feel the wrath of his flames as well. You sniffled as the pain increased from his spankings, your backside felt like it was on fire.
“What’s this?” He asks, “Are you crying now?” He stops his movements, placing his palms back on your ass cheeks and massaging the painful bruises. 
“N-no…” you hiccup, wiping your tears on the mattress under you. 
“Well suck it up, Princess… only babies cry.” He laughs then, taunting your tears and pain. 
His words make you angry. Not thinking, you scream out, “Fuck you, Dabi!” 
A tense silence fills the room.
You couldn’t believe the words that just fell from your lips. His stillness was brooding; it didn’t help that you still couldn’t see him with your face smashed into the bed. 
Nails begin to dig into the fat of your ass, squeezing rather than massaging. A hand removes itself…. Only to come down hard on your backside. You scream at the burning pain he’s left on you; you felt like you were on fire. 
Dabi activated his quirk this time, you were sure of it. The burning sensation radiated an unpleasant numbness on your behind, soon molting into a throbbing sensation... You couldn’t believe what was happening, the motherfucker just branded you. 
“Now now, Y/n… that should teach you a fucking lesson. You’ll be sure to remember me for the rest of your life.” 
You didn’t want to know what the damage was, the pain was blinding as you did your best not to pass out. Soft sniffles filled the room’s silence as you tried your best not to allow him your tears, not that he cared anyway. 
Continuing his actions as if nothing happened, he spreads your cheeks and smiles at what he finds.
“You must be a little bit of a masochist, huh? You’re soaked down there, Princess…” 
He runs his fingers up and down your folds. Despite the pain you were in, the pleasure it gives you is almost amplified against the soreness of your backside. You moan under his gentle touch. 
Again, he’s messing with your head by treating you softly after the torment of his quirk. Continuing, you feel his fingers replaced by something else. 
The tip of his dick probes your entrance, collecting your wetness before slowly lining himself up. At a steady pace, he pushes past your lower lips into your pussy. 
“Fuck- you’re so tight babygirl, just for me right?” He teases you. 
You groan as he pushes himself inside of you, taking his time until he is fully seated at the base. His long cock filled your pussy, you could feel him push up against your womb. His girth stretched you, making you feel impossibly full. With a quick pump of his hips, he slowly sets his pace.
Dabi’s hips grinded against yours as you could feel his erection swirl inside of you, he was teasing you again… driving you crazy with low-building pleasure. 
His indulgence drove your need as you bulked your hips back into him. He squeezed your hips in control, not fully appreciating you trying to take the reins. 
“Uh-uh Princess, you’re gonna lay there and let me use you like the little cocklseeve you are…” He says, picking up his pace. 
He pulls out of you completely before slamming back inside. Your pussy squelched around him, the sound making his mind feral as he fucked into you. 
“That’s right, Y/N baby… You love it when I fuck you like this, right? My little slut… it was like you were made for me,” he screamed between thrusts. 
“Fu–fuck, Dabi… please… more!” You gasped, pain long forgotten at the harshness of his hips. 
His dirty words edged you towards yet another orgasm, you were sure to get drunk on his cock. It felt like a hot spear inside of you, stirring your insides as he pounded your pussy into the shape of him. 
The sound of your hips slapping against one another filled the room as he moved his hands to your shoulders, bringing your front half up. Using your body as leverage, his thrusts became brutal. “God- your pussy is like a dream, I just don’t think I can give this up Princess…I might just have to make you all mine…”
His words died as you squeezed around him, milking him for his seed. He’s never had a better lay, and he might just have to follow through on his promises. 
Moving a hand to your throat, he drags you up towards his front. Squeezing your neck, he chokes you as his other hand toys with your clit. You struggle against his grasp, his movements alongside his brutal thrusts were driving you insane. It was all too much to bear, but he’ll be damned if he didn’t love the way your overstimulated pussy clenched around him. 
“That’s right baby girl…” he whispered into your ear, “cum on my cock…” 
“Please… fuck… I-I’m cumming!” You scream out at him, your body tensed as your pussy creamed around his hard member.
Dabi moans out at the feeling of you finishing around him. He continues fucking himself into your wet hole, twirling your clit between two fingers. 
Your realization that he wasn’t stopping caused you to panic, you struggled against his grasp but his hand tightened around your neck. 
“P-please… Dabi…stop- too much!” You beg him. 
“I don’t think so… you can give me another one, can’t you? You know you love it.. Cum again for me Y/N.” He groans into your ear, a tongue sticking out to lick and nibble it. 
He pants into your ear as he holds you from your struggles. You weren’t getting away from him and your orgasm came fast. Sharp bolts of pleasure washed over your body as Dabi stole your screams in a hard kiss. 
Swallowing your moans, he rode out your third orgasm of the night, hips softly pumping into you as your hole clenched his cock. 
After a few more pumps, he released his grip on you as your body fell back into the bed. Still seated inside of you, he admired the ring of cream your pussy left on the base of his erection. 
“I’m far from being done with you Princess…” 
Lifting your body, he quickly flips you over to face him. You let out a moan as he slips his cock back into your wet slit. 
“Dabi… please… no more…” 
You try to reason with him, the pleasure and pain of it all had your vision dancing with black dots. You couldn’t concentrate on one feeling over the other, the overstimulation was too much. 
Not that he cared, though. 
Placing his hands behind the backs of your knees, the staples on his skin dig into you as you he lifts your lower half into the air. You were folded beneath him, your legs being held up towards your shoulders. 
He loved seeing you submissive like this infront of him, just another hole to take his cum. The thought of filling you up drove him insane with need. Uncaring, he slammed his hips down into your weeping cunt. 
You screamed at the brutal pace he set, his strength showing as he held you down beneath him. You were folded like a pretzel as he drove into you with force, using you as a sleeve for his cock. Every sound that left your mouth was an unintelligible slur of words.
Dabi’s manic laugh fills the room alongside the wet sounds of your pussy; pounding into you as he spears you with his erection. “That’s right, Y/n! Take my cock like the little slut you are. You gonna take my load too, right pretty girl?” 
Your eyes widen at his words as you try to push him off. He was too strong, no longer could you feel your legs, all you had was the pleasure he so freely gave you. 
He slammed his hips down into your soft walls, open for his taking as he fucked you into the bed. Your head rocked back and fat tears fell down your fucked-out face. He admired your red, swollen lips before taking a hand and turning your face to his.
Warm lips came down on your own, capturing you in a sinful kiss. 
The flame user locked you in his embrace, and after a few more heavy thrusts, he sheaths himself fully inside of you. Hot ropes of cum decorate your soft walls as your cunt milks him dry. Pumping his hips, Dabi ensures you take every last drop of his seed. He groans into your kiss, tongues dancing with one another as you moan into his mouth. 
You felt incredibly full under him, both of you pant to catch your breath, pulling your mouths away from one another. He looks down at your face, admiring your post-fuck blush while taking his thumb to caress your cheek softly. 
With one last glance, he lifts himself from you, pulling his member from your soaked cunt. Pausing, he watched as his load leaks from your hole, pooling onto the mattress under you. A condescending smirk spreads across his face as he admires his own handy work. 
Your body was exhausted, the pain of your backside now a light throbbing sensation. Not having to look down, you knew your body was covered in burns and bruises. You whimper when you feel a hand massage your soft flesh. 
“You know what Princess.. I think I might just have to keep you.”  
Looking up at his words, your eyes go wide in shock. Once again, his gentle touch turns harsh as his smile turns malicious. 
Hopefully he was too lost in his own enjoyment to notice your healing quirk has kicked in. 
He wasn’t. 
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harleys1nhawaii · 8 months
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SHADES OF COOL
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pairing: dabi / touya todoroki x gn!reader
warnings: neglectful relationship, kissing, angst
word count: 2k+
a/n: shades of cool by lana del rey will always remind me of him and him only
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dabi.
he was the king of his own kingdom. with a castle with empty halls and hundreds of untouched dark rooms. when you'd catch a glimpse of it from outside, you'd think how frightening and eerie it looked, being filled up with a distressing feeling.
dabi knew it, that's why he kept it out of sight; far, far away from the human eyes. he slowly got possessed with his appearance and the outlook he had gave to the outside world. people would take a step to side, kids would run to their mothers when they'd see him. they'd try to protect themselves by wrapping their arms around their bodies as if he was the big bad monster who once haunted their childhood nightmares every night.
escaping from the abuse and unwantedness, he had unwittingly fallen into the same garden once again. but in this one, there were no escape. fences that reached to the top of the sky, surrounding him. showing no glimpse of a gate to lead him to a different path of fate for him to experience other than the one that he was stucked in.
that was when he had realized that there were no other choice for him. that he had no escape and he would always be the outcast. that from then on, he only had himself for him and himself only.
after all that, it wasn't suprising for him to turn out this way. you could've only begotten a beast by giving it nothing but pure hate and hate only. if he didnt deserve the impact he had on others, then he was going to earn it. maybe then, he wouldn't have that feeling that would surround his insides and squeeze his heart into million pieces, reminding him how unlovable and frightening he was. maybe then, he could be something sturdy enough to make people know he wasnt just a cruel villain, but also someone who held power within his being.
and you on the other hand, were such a hopeless romantic. you really thought you could change him. you really thought that you could show him the "beauty" of life. how funny was that? you really thought you could make him notice that not everything was a menace. not everything was going to hurt him.
but you'd forgotten one thing; he was the menace. he was the one to hurt others, not the other way. he didn't resemble any part of what he once was before anymore and he'd never will be.
you couldn't have fixed him, couldn't have made him better. you couldn't have done nothing about his strange weather.
he was barely present. would leave randomly and sometimes it would take months for him to come back.
and you would wait.
god, you were so fucking stupid.
you dearly loved the sickest man to live on this earth. couldn't have you been generous to yourself for once?
waking up from your sleep with a banging noise coming from your front door. how many times were you going to live this same stupid scenario? and you fought with yourself every damn time, as if it changed anything. cussing yourself under your breath as you open the door and see your boyfriend all wet from the pouring rain with fresh new burns all over his face.
what in the hell was wrong with this? why was he this way while you were welcoming him with your warm arms every single damn time? why were you this stupid? couldn't you see it already? couldn't you see that he was unfixable? couldn't you realize that you could not break through his world no matter what you'd do?
couldn't you see that he was unbreakable?
how pathetic you were when you opened the door wider for him to get inside. how foolish you were when you treated his freshly opened staples and burned skin avoiding eye contact like your life was depended on it. how incorrigible you were when you didn't resist when he pulled you into a kiss.
he wrapped his rough arms und your body when he felt you just staying still and not kissing him back, just letting him. "i missed you so fucking bad doll. i'm sorry, fuck i'm sorry." he whispered to your lips when he broke the kiss, panting.
you fought with everything in yourself to not start to cry and scream, to not let him know how impossible it was to live like this. not like he would care. he would listen but he would never understand.
you wanted to believe the sweet lies he told you. you wanted to believe them too. you wanted to believe that he was sorry. even if he would do it again, atleast he would be sorry. that was maybe why you were this stupid, you never learnt your lesson. if you were the eve you would eat that apple for the second time if the chance would be given to you. you had never learnt how to let go of stuff that meant something to you, even though you meant nothing to them.
you were not enough. you could never be. you could've never been enough to replace his one and only true love, revenge. you were not capable. that was all his heart was full of. and that was why he was still alive. that was why he still came back to your house everytime when he was injured so that you could treat his injuries and could make him live a little bit longer. so that he could make it till he faced endeavor. so that he could save his lowlife for a little bit longer and make it end when he kill him.
you were the giver. you would give your love to him. treat him and be his company. and he loved his baby too, but you were just at the bottom of the triangle.
he started tendering soft kisses down your neck to your collarbone. it almost felt different. it almost felt like he was actually sorry. like he was apologizing to you by his sweet gestures.
your tongue ran over the edge of one of your incisors as you threw your head back, trying to stop the tears forming in your eye. these things you wanted to say to him that haven't let you get a one good sleep for once, but you were just going to let him live.
you were quiet. you've always been.
"no you're not."
you're hot, hot weather in the summer,
high, neglectful lover.
you're crumbling, sadly,
you're sadly, crumbling.
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thetreefairy · 10 months
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It's my birthday!!
can i have a oneshot or headcanon of the league celebrating reader's birthday. what will they do. can u also add hawks in?
Please and thank u <33
Happy birthday to you~! Happy birthday dear anon, happy birthday to you :D
I made some headcanons since I am stuck at school.
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League of villains family au! + Hawks celebrating your birthday
Toddler reader
Get ready for a theme party
Twice and Himiko go all out with costumes
AFO and Shigaraki are competing with who gave the best presents
Dabi learnt how to cook for you so that you don't have to eat Tomura's shit.
And Hawks?
The little shit took on a flight scaring the shit out of the league of villains.
Kinda spoilers after this twice.
Dabi tried to cremate him early
overall, it was a great birthday and you absolutely love your fams.
and Hawks lost the position of honor uncle for a week.
Teen Reader
These bitches shower you with videogames, indoor games and music albums
Basically anything you want
Except an outing outside.
Well Hawks and Dabi are planning on taking you to a concert but don't tell Shiggy and AFO.
Twice and Toga are going to have a spa-day with you.
They also allow a quirk day.
Basically you get to do whatever you want with your quirk without the family complaining
hawks takes you on a flight again, only this time Dabi doesn't try to cremate him.
Shiggy tries to cremates him instead :D
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thefiery-phoenix · 6 months
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PLATONIC YANDERE TODOROKI FAMILY HEADCANONS
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You are the youngest sibling and they are INSANELY OVERPROTECTIVE of you 
They won't micro chip you and all that shit, but... for your safety, they will insert bugs in almost ALL of your electronics for your safety, of course. They don't want their youngest sibling/child to be in any danger now, do they?
Rei likes braiding your hair and Fuyumi likes dressing you up which by the way, she thinks looks ADORABLE on you 
Natsuo sometimes gives you shoulder massages while eating and Dabi/Touya likes feeding his youngest sibling. The brothers think that you're a delicate precious little angel that needs constant attention or they'd get themselves injured
The whole family loves to SPOIL you to death 
Shoto would be breathing down your neck every second of the day he can; sitting close to you or holding your hand whenever he can
If you're angry about something, say, you didn't win something though you've worked really hard for it? Surprise, surprise! You're now the winner of whatever contest you've recently entered. Someone making fun of you constantly? Bones will be broken and NONE of them will be from YOUR family 
Believe it or not, Endeavor actually has a soft spot for you. He NEVER yelled at you, nor did he ever raise his voice at you, like AT ALL (Lol, I can't believe I'm writing this since I know this ain't gonna be true but put up with me peeps)
When Enji's not around, and you're throwing one of your tantrums, big brother Touya will come to calm you down. And you do. At the sight of his music playlist (Which btw the ENTIRE family has composed ESPECIALLY for you WITHOUT any cuss words. They don't want their baby cussing)
No one cusses while you're around 
However 2 things are off the table for you. One, no hanging out with boys other than your brothers. If you are spotted hanging around them, well... they can say goodbye to a couple of bones and you'll get your favorite things taken away from you by Enji and Rei though it breaks everyone's heart to see you pout and sulk and cry, they have no choice to do it. It's for your OWN good you know and two, NO going ANYWHERE without one of them being there to supervise you. Who knows what sort of trouble you'll get yourself into and after all, the outside world isn't safe for an innocent precious naive angel like you 
One day, you and Touya had gone to a concert since your favorite band had come to town. You guys had left in the morning and returned just before dinner. Enji and Rei were getting anxious about where your brother had taken you for so long. Fuyumi and Natsuo were texting Shotou back and forth about you, but he only told them that they will be returning soon and Shoto was repeatedly calling you but you didn't answer since you put your phone on silent. Since that day, Enji and Rei didn't let you go out for concerts IF you didn't place your phone on silent AND ANOTHER sibling of yours had to be around you the next time you were alone with Touya
Natsuo once saw you cut yourself accidentally while cutting some vegetables. After that you weren't allowed to be in the kitchen while Rei was cooking and BOOM, what a shocker, the ENTIRE FREAKING house was baby proofed as well (good luck)
They might ''accidentally'' hurt you just to keep you 'safe' at home. Why go out where there are SO MANY dangers when your family can protect you from them? Besides, it doesn't matter if you ran to Enji to escape them. Sure he could keep them away from you for some time, but he's a pro hero that's needed in the country every day. So once Enji's out of the house, they'll have to lecture how how being a tattletale isn't good for you
Like I said before, INSANELY POSSESSIVE and OVERPROTECTIVE ASF
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lucifer000sstuff · 1 year
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Pls I..😭 my heart it's so cute
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mango-bango-bby · 1 year
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For the 7k event could I request Dabi with ☁️, where his scars are just an awful curse put on by a witch he disrespected as Touya.
♡ Beauty and the Beast ♡
(A/N: Beauty and the Beast has to be one of my favorite Disney movies so I was very excited to write this!! Although I changed up the plot a little bit because I like Dabi with his scars better 😅😅😅 I think they make him who he is *and more attractive 😜*)
Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, fantasy au, beauty and the beast au, soft!Dabi, ooc Dabi, kissing, kidnapping, insecurity, basically just fluff
Summary: You fall for Dabi despite how he looks (Yan!Dabi x GN!reader)
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No one could ever love a beast. No one could love a monster like him. Or at least that’s what he thought. Dabi had been cursed as a teenager as a punishment for him for being ungrateful and shallow. The curse burning his skin, leaving purple and brown burn scars all over his body only connecting it through metal staples.
The curse would only be broke if he got someone to truly love him by a certain year, a single red rose loosing a petal and when the last one fell he would never be able to go back before the curse.
Even after you wandered into his abandoned castle, he knew you’d never be able to love him back. He still kept you though, as if keeping on to a little bit of hope that you could possibly love him back. So he kept you, he eventually found himself falling for you. However you were perfect, and someone like you would never love him back no matter what.
You sit next to him on the balcony of the castle, next to him. He looks over at you, his sharp blue eyes standing out in the dark of the night. The last petal of the rose had fell a couple of months ago. You didn’t love him then, still fearing him and seeing him as a monster who kept you trapped. He would never not be a monster. He would stay a burnt beast.
“You know I’ll never be able to change back, right?” He says in an almost bitter tone, although there is a veil of sadness behind it. It took you a while to break down some of his walls, get him to be comfortable around you with his emotions. You smile softly, scooting closer to him on the bench.
“I know, Dabi” you say earnestly, still having a soft smile on your face. God, you were a fucking angel. You were too good, too kind, too forgiving, too perfect for him. You reach up, gently cupping his face in your hands. Your hands are so soft which is the opposite of his scars and staples.
“I know, but-” you pause as if thinking or nervous about what you were about to say. “I know, but, I- I love you” you say, “I love you like this” you smile, your gaze going over his face, as if you’re indenting his features into your mind.
Dabi stays silent for a moment, trying to hide his shock when you nervously lean in for a kiss. Your lips are so soft against his, only emphasizing the difference between you two.
Beauty and a beast. But even with how unworthy he felt, he was going to keep you with him no matter what. He couldn’t live without you, even if you wouldn’t love him anymore or if you cried, wanting to leave. He would never let you go.
“You’re not a monster” you mumble, pulling away saying what you said as if reading your thoughts. Dabi stays silent for a moment, grabbing your upper arms and pulling you in for another hungry kiss.
“I love you too”
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Thank you for reading, darling!!
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theextratreefairy · 1 year
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P.1 — p.2 requested/suggested by @endlessfreaky in the comment sections, it isn't the best but i hope you like it.
Yandere! Romantic!T.Shoto x scarlet witch! Reader x Yandere! Platonic!T.Dabi(Touya)
Warnings Reader is morally grey, reader is done with the todorokis, Reader is unwilling towards Shoto and has more tolerance towards Dabi, quirk cancelling cuffs, reader loves to drink don't drink when underaged kids, the league of villains adore Reader, the LOV knows Dabi identity (before he reveals it in the manga/anime)
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"Dabi! Did you see the news!?" Toga shouted through the base, running towards the older villain. Her eyes filled with worry. "Toga, whats going on?" Magne asked, she hadn't seen Toga this distraught since they met.
Toga saw Dabi lit up his phone. Causing Mr.Compress to yelp in surprise. "That fucking bastard." He cursed, the league of villains (-toga) was extremely confused. "What's going on?" Shigaraki asked, he was annoyed, Reader hadn't played animal crossing with him yet! Even though they promised!
"Reader is missing." When those words left Toga's mouth all moved stopped in the base. Twice rushing towards his friend to try and comfort her. "And I know exactly who took her." Dabi chuckled. "Hey, handy man, are you up for a rescue mission and taunting some pro-heroes?"
But it wasn't just the league planning a rescue mission, no, so where the pro's and the class 1-A students. Only unbeknownst to them, their fellow classmate: Todoroki shoto, is the reason their friend is missing.
Shoto hated seeing Reader upset. The quirk cancelling cuffs heavy on their body. "I can't wait to get out of this and beat your ass." Reader hissed at Shoto when he came down to bring dinner. "Just think off how your siblings will feel, knowing that their dearest brother is worse then their father."
"Well at least you can't hear those spirits anymore." Shoto said, trying to deflect from the situation. Their words hit him hard, they weren't true, reader just hadn't realized how this is for their own good.
"like some cuffs can stop that, I just can't use my quirk, I still feel and see everything related to it. Asshole." Reader muttered. "I need to go back to the dorms for a while. I will bring down a fridge and an extern cooking plate and a make-shift toilet." Shoto whispered, trying to bring up another subject.
"Gee thanks, bring some alcohol too."
Yeah that comment was ignored as well
It didn't take long for Dabi to pin point Readers location, and as soon as Shoto left for a few days pretending to be searching for Reader as well, he made his move together with the league.
"Toga, your going in with me." Dabi told the teenage girl. "Mhm! And if Todoroki returns I will paint him in his blood!"
"I will stand watch." Compress told the Group. "And you assholes better call me when you have them so that we can teleport the fuck away from here." Shigaraki told everyone, he was on the phone since AFO wanted him to stay at the base. "We will crusty bitch."
When Reader felt Touya's and Toga's aura they couldn't but say: "Took you assholes long enough. Now get me out of these shitty bindings."
"what the fuck is that smell?" Toga cursed. "My make shift toilet, now hurry the fuck up, I want a bath and bring down Todoroki Shoto and ruin his image."
Dabi took a picture of the basement. "Evidence." He said when he saw Readers annoyed face. "Surprises me you aren't going to beat his ass up."
"nah, that would be too easy. It would be more fun to destroy his image and make everyone doubt the hero system."
"you evil bastard." Reader laughed amused. "And then I will beat his ass."
When Reader left with the League of villains, and could use their quirk again they decided to add a bit of spice to their evidence.
Their memories
The memories that they will broadcast with Dabi's identity reveal, all they need to wait for is Dabi's dramatic entrance to the search party Shoto had joined and that was being broadcasted everywhere in Japan.
The Todoroki family can't recover from that, now can they?
I know it's shitty, I might edit this or make a part three, since I didn't really know how to write a rescue scene, or a kidnapping scene. Like I wanted to make it realistic but I afraid that if I wrote all the ideas that I had that it wouldn't be fun to read and too graphic, so i kinda made it into a crack-fic.
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