Boku No Hero Academia Dabi - Tumblr Posts

I'm combining these, cause they're relatively the same.

TW: murder, murder insinuation

You didn't belong here, you knew that, Dabi knew that- hell, even the league knew that... but he couldn't let go. Dabi couldn't let you go. He realized that a couple weeks ago, while laying in bed with you. Cuddled up against him, you were so soft, made of cotton candy and silk. You didn't have a bad bone in your body, you were only a healer after all. You've never burned anyone so bad they turned to literal ashes at your feet, never watched men turned to ash from just your hands, never drove a blade into their heart for your own benefit. You didn't belong here and Dabi knew that, so, he made you belong.

He started taking you on missions with him, having you watch him burn people, whispering in your too, "watch doll, if you want too stay, you gotta watch." There was something... exciting about watching your expressions during these little escapades. It wasn't sexual for Dabi, atleast, at first. But when you gave him those teary, doe eyes he faltered in composure. The way you were at his jacket, eyes leaking salty tears, he just lost it, he promises he didn't mean it. But he had you against that wall, hand twisted in your hair so tight, you knew you'd have a headache by the end of it.

Teeth leaving nasty bruises on your throat, pretty shades of red and purple etched into your skin. Proving ownership of your full existence too him, too you, too everyone. Catching your tongue between his teeth, biting at your lips and shoving his desires down your throat. Who knew innocence tasted so sweet? Well, Dabi knew now, that it tasted of heaven, tasted of something he knew he'd never be, purity.

You always made the sweetest sounds when he was inside you, gave him a taste of paradise, tight grip on his hair as you screamed for him. He always felt good, he stretched you perfectly for him- you were made for him, if you will. You felt it, running your hands down his chest, so close together your arms were still touching your stomach... it was bulging from inside. Fuck- you could feel him inside and out, so connected that you were now one with him forever.

You always tightened so perfectly for him when he pressed down on your stomach, his cock protruding so much more that you felt like he was gonna burst out from the inside. Rip you open and leave you forever chiseled to the shape of his cock. Then you truly would belong to him, no man could fuck you like he does, leave you shaking like he does, no one could even have you clinging to them like Dabi does. He was going to do everything it took to break you down and rebuild you to his liking.

It's true that innocence tasted sweet, but Dabi was never one for sweets, always in favor of the salty, bitter things in life.

I was just thinking about how hilarious it would be if Dabi asked His girlfriend (quirk or quirkless?) to marry him after she made Endeavor cry?🤣



This shit would be so funny, especially if you video tape it and send it to Dabi, he'll probably have it as his ringtone. He's never been more pleased to wake up in the morning. He's got a cute little grin as he watches the video on replay. I have the scenario of it happening after Dabi revealed himself as Touya and Endeavor finds out you two are together and he confronts you about it. Probably to find out where Dabi is or too ask why you're dating a villian much less associate with one. At that point though, you've had enough of this piece of shit that Dabi had too call a father. Calling out all of Endeavors faults, telling him how he's so horrible that his own family hates him. His wife literally burned her youngest child because he looked like his father. If that doesn't tell Endeavor how much his family hates him? I seriously don't know what will. I mean, come the fuck on, his kids hate him too the point that they barely talk too him. His "dead" son is staying alive just so he can kill Endeavor, that's literally the only the only thing pushing him. I think the thing that would really make Endeavor cry is too call out the facts, you can call him an asshole, a piece of shit or even a false hero.. but guess what? I'm sure he's heard all of that so, the best thing too do is too call him on his bullshit. He says he's trying too change? Bullshit. How are you trying too change Endeavor, huh? By beating up bad guys harder? By leaving your family too KILL your own child? Now, I do think the Todoroki family feud will never end unless Endeavor or Dabi are dead... but for you as a FATHER (can't even really call him that though, huh?) to have your first thought be, you need to kill your child instead of APOLOGIZING to him for being a dead-beat is crazy to me. I will put hundreds on this but, I can promise you that Endeavor HAS NEVER said sorry, to any of his family, ever.

Sorry for the rant, but if you can't tell I really hate Endeavor, like actually DESPISE this man- actually thing. Endeavor is a thing. But no, I really love this idea.

TW: domestic abuse, verbal abuse, cheating, manipulation

Toxic!Dabi who is always going through your phone, looking through your texts, checking your call log and deleting your social media constantly. Taking your phone to go through followers and blocking all the men. Family, friends, co-workers, doesn't matter, they're being blocked.

Toxic!Dabi who finds you talking to your male boss about a promotion and he flips the fuck out, snatching your phone from you and hanging up on your boss. He starts screaming at you, slapping you across the face before throwing your phone into the wall, the glass shattering all over the floor.

Toxic!Dabi who throws crumpled receipts in your face, before snatching you up by your hair and screaming in your face. "Who the fuck were you out with, huh? Who were you slutting yourself out too this time, fucking whore." then proceeds to throw you on the couch, yelling about how he's, "I've been faithful too you all this fucking time, I could have anyone and I chose you, and yet, you go sleep around." It was just a dinner too catch up with a friend.

Toxic!Dabi who's 'crying', hugging you from behind pleading for you too not leave him like, "everyone else." When you see text message between him and another girl, her sending nudes and him flirting with her. Pinning you too the bed so that you can't leave, taking your packed back and throwing the clothes and essentials around the room.

Toxic!Dabi who starts arguments accusing you of cheating, so that he has the excuse too get "payback." "You made me do this shit, don't start fucking crying, it's your fault." or "who the fuck are you texting now, huh? What dude are you fucking behind my back now? Whatever, I'm leaving."

Toxic!Dabi who starts arguing with you in the car and when you plead with him to just, "drop me off at my mothers." He loses it, going 130 in a 65, slapping your thighs and screaming at you. Unbuckling your seatbelt as he locks the doors, only pulling over when you're screaming apologies, sobbing so much you start hyperventilating.

But.. it's so hard too leave when, Toxic!Dabi who consistently buys you new phones when he breaks them, bringing you roses and giving you chocolates hours after calling you a "slut" apologizing and kissing you, leading you into the bedroom to fuck you nice and slow. Praising you for being so good for him, telling you how he didn't mean anything he said, whispering how those women mean nothing.

Or... Toxic!Dabi who buys your favorite take-out, cuddling you as he kisses the bruises on your arms and face, telling you he'll never do it again. Talking about marrying you and starting a family with you. Wanting to have a better family then his own, how you're the only woman he'll love and how you'll be the perfect mother. So caring and sweet, always coming back to him after nasty arguments.

"I promise baby, it'll never happen again, okay? We'll be a happy family, I promise. I won't see those other woman anymore." and "I swear too you angel, I'll never hit you again baby, I love you so fucking much, you don't even understand." Only to break those promises and repeat the cycle a week later.

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dabi and reader are making out and it gets heater when readers ex keeps calling and they finally answer and dabi just continues kisses all over while they attempt to tell the ex off

I may or may not have gone over-board.. oops

It started too piss you off, one or two calls you could deal with.. but fuck 54?? Yeah, no, and you could tell Dabi was getting sick and tired of hearing your ringtone go off plus the vibration of messages. It was really starting to piss him off too. Dabi prides himself on being mostly calm and having good composure. But when he couldn't even fuck his pretty girl in peace? That crossed a line. I mean come the fuck on, he couldn't even make his pretty pussy cum for him without a barrage of texts and calls from your blatantly stupid ex, I mean they really didn't get the idea that you wanted them too fuck?

His breaking point was when he had just made you cum on his tongue, fuck you were so happy too finally cum after the hour of accidental edging you were receiving from Dabi stopping to silence your phone. You had pleaded with Dabi to turn your phone off so that he could just fuck you already, but he had blown you off and just silenced it. Smirking at you too just wait because he had an idea. That was never really good though, because it meant you got caught in the cross-fire.

He loved doggy, truly he did. It gave him a perfect of your ass bouncing back against his cock, as you pleaded with him too fuck you harder. Gave him perfect access to slap your ass and pull your hair, allowed him to lean over you and get deeper as he whispered in your ear. "Just like that doll, just like that- fuckkk so good. Tightest fuckin' pussy, your ex will never feel this shit again, you understand me?" You try to nod for him, let him know that you understand. But it's truly all in vain because his grip is tight on your hair, using it as leverage to pull you back against him faster, hair threatening to rip at the roots.

"Speak pretty baby, tell me you understand, yeah? Unless you don't wanna cum anymore, hm? Is that what you want baby?" You shake your head "no," fucking yourself backwards on his dick, whining at him, "no, no Dabi.. it's not what I want, wanna cum on your cock. Please let me, please please please-" He pushes your face into the pillow to shut you up. Pillow being drenched in you tears and spit as you feel sweat running down your neck.

"Alright, alright baby, you can cum- fuck squeeze me like that again babydoll." he whines so pretty in your ear as you hiccup when his lithe fingers reach around and start rolling your clit around, slapping at your xlit when you try too pull away, whining at him that it's, "too much Dabi, gonna cum too quick.. haa fuck." He presses a wet kiss to your cheek when you reach behind you and try to slap at his chest, but he just leans back and grabs both of your arms and puts them in a cross behind your back. It's all so fucking good, he fucks you so good, his prince albert piercing fucking into your sweet spot so good.

But then it happens again, that loud, ugly cry coming from your phone to alert you of an incoming call and Dabi huffs out a laugh. There's an annoyed whine bubbling in your throat when Dabi pulls out but you settle down when he pats your ass a couple times. He grabs your phone and chooses the facetime option before he throws the phone over to you. You quickly try to move the phone away from you and covering your chest but Dabi just rips your hands away and tosses your phone to the side before he puts you back in position, with your ass in the air. Slipping his cock back inside he picks up your phone while he fucks into you.

"I was waiting for you too call, you can't take a hint, can you fucker?" There's shuffling on the other side of the phone before Dabi grabs you by the hair and pulls your head back. "Ah ah, don't you fuckin' hang up now, dumb fuck. You're gonna watch as I fuck my pussy and hopefully then you get the hint when she cums on my dick, yeah?" Dabi moves the phone in front of your face as he fucks into you harder, and all your ex sees is your eyes crossed as drool spills down your chin. Your mouth left in an 'o' as he chuckles at your loud whines, hickeys covering your neck and chest, your close.. fuck so close. But Dabi pulls the phone back and hangs up as you cum, head falling forward as you scream into the pillow.

Dabi cums inside after a few seconds later as he bites into your shoulder. Grunting in your ear as you shake, chest heaving as your vision goes blurry. It takes a couple minutes for you to recover, Dabi pulls out and falls to the side, moving you so that your face is buried in his chest. When you finally catch your breath you lean up to kiss him, "you hung up? I thought you were gonna teach them a lesson?" Dabi huffs out a laugh, moving your sweaty hair away from your face. "I did, but I wasn't gonna let them watch you cum for me. I'm the only one allowed too see that shit, but... if it doesn't deter them, I can always set them on fire, babydoll."

Hiii. So i was thinking dabi x fem reader who was left out by her family her whole life (like missy from young Sheldon) anyway! Feel free to ignore it if you want i was just thinking:3

There was a lot in common between you and Dabi, similar lives, similar pasts and similar thoughts on heros. That's how you caught his attention in the first place, it was over a shared bottle of nasty beer, under the beautiful midnight stars. He had asked why you joined the LoV in the first place. You hadn't planned to spill all your dirty little secrets concerning your family but it happened and Dabi he had spilled a bit about himself. After that you guys became pretty close, it was mostly sex with the occasional vulnerabilities shared between you two. You'd go too him and cry, wishing things were different in your life but, Dabi always assured you that he would keep you safe.. and he did. Anytime you needed him, he'd be there, of course from the stories you told him about your family he also grew too hate them. He told you he was willing too burn them for you but you had laughed and told him it wasn't needed, he was all you needed now. From then on Dabi had promised himself and you, that he would take care of you from then on. Anytime you had something too say he'd be all ears. Allowing you too talk his ears off and if anyone interrupted you.. well, they'll have a not-so-fun tome in the burn unit, if they'll still alive that is. Dabi is a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, and with Dabi, it's always the small things that he appreciates more. Whether that be holding you close while you cry too him, letting you soak his shirt with salty tears and rubbing your back while you choke out sobs into his shoulder. Always including you in decisions, even if they don't need your input. Dabi knows what it feels like to be forgotten by his family, in favor of his youngest sibling. The dark thoughts rolling around in his head if he were too ever see the people you're unfortunately related too. Dabi isn't the best person too go to comfort, he can be blunt and apathetic but... he's trying for you. You can always come too him with whatever you need, it'd never a bother for him. He's appreciative that you trust him enough too be honest. You're always heard around Dabi, always seen in Dabis eyes. Because too him, your opinion is more valuable then the prettiest of diamonds.

Dabi thinks you ran away... when really, you got a tattoo dedicated to yours truly.

TW: implied kidnapping, Dabi gets a little rough with reader

He thought he told you too be a good girl, behave for him. He told you he'd be back in a couple of hours, it wouldn't be long... so why the hell did you run, you've been so good for him recently, so why the sudden change, hm?... unless, no.. you weren't kidnapped, no one knows your here but Dabi and you of course. So that means you did run... you ungrateful little bitch, after everything he's done for you... ooh you're gonna get more than a well-deserved ass whooping, he'll make sure of it. But then he hears the door open and he's shooting towards it and sees you walking in.

"Where the fuck were you," he grabs you up by your arm. "After all the shit I do for you, you fucking run from me," he shakes you by your shoulders and his pupils dilate. Coal swallowing up cobalt whole. As he continues to ramble on- you kiss him, to shut him up. It takes a moment for him to retaliate, grabbing your hand in his fist to pull you closer, shoving his tongue down your throat as he grabs hold of your throat. Pulling back a little- you turn your face to the left and he kisses your cheek.

"Didn't runaway Dabi, promise... I got something for you.." He sneers at that, "don't lie to me, what did you do, huh? Bribe some fuckin' heros or somethin'." You shake your head at him, pushing back against his chest. Stepping around him to go into the kitchen, grabbing yourself a drink before walking back over to Dabi and wrapping your arms around him, burying your face into his chest, rubbing your nose up and down his clavicle.

"I got somethin' for you, I didn't runaway... I just got it done today." You pull back from him as you look into his eyes, big and glossy with a fat pout. He tilts his head at you, rubbing his thumb on your bottom lip, pressing down on it, he swirls his thumb around your tongue then pressing down on it as your spit drips down your chin and kisses your neck, "show me then."

You grin up at him, "okay, close your eyes then.." He rolls his eyes before backing away and closing his eyes. You let a sweet little giggle bubble from your lips as you turn around, your back facing him. Pulling up your shirt and allowing it to slip off your head you toss it the floor. Revealing the tattoo on your lower back, just above your ass.

"You can open your eyes now," he does, moving closer to you. His eyes landing on the tattoo, It's cute and holds meaning for you both, It's a reasonable sized heart surrounded by blue flames with the word "Babydoll" written inside the heart. Ahh, he sees what you've done, his blue flames surround your heart and he calls you babydoll all the time, you always do respond real well to that pet name. Then it hits him, "where the fuck did you get the money for this, hm? You fuck the tattoo artist and you better pray I don't find him."

Shaking your head at him, "It wasn't a guy Dabi... a female friend of mine who owns the shop owed me a couple favors and before you ask, no, I didn't tell her where we are, she didn't even ask.. I promise." He bends you over the table, feeling the tattoo through the translucent saniderm. Then sticks his tongue in his cheek before he huffs out, "I'm still gonna punish you for leaving-" he feels you tense "-but... not as severely as I was originally going too... plus I just found my new favorite thing to cum on."

The tattoo looks something like this just a little bigger with "babydoll" written in the heart.

Can you write where Dabi captures the reader and fucks her. But she thinks that if she would fight back it would hurt more so she just tries to close her eyes and disassociates. But Dabi sees this and not having it. He's like 'thanks for not fighting but your gonna stay with me while I fuck you. And since your so submissive I'll make you feel REALLY good'. Kisses her nose softly and proceeds to fuck her to almost a mind break.

A/N- sorry I've been M.I.A, I had the flu 😞 but thankfully it's gone and I'll be able too put out more content

TW- NONCON, abuse, brief mention of panic, self-blaming, blood, brief mention of a wound Being a hero was something you've always dreamed of, your whole family were heros. Your father was a pro and your mom was low-ranking but still amazing nonetheless. She only quit when she became pregnant with you, but your mother was an inspiration to you, always had been. So, when you graduated from UA and got your hero license it was the happiest day of your life. Your father took you to his agency, put in a good word for you. You were the shining star of his agency, climbing ranks pretty quickly and gathering a fan-base even quicker. Now, this wasn't your first patrol, but it was a new area. It sounded easy enough though, plus this was your first patrol without your father even though he had basically pleaded to come with you.. but this was your chance too show him you didn't need to be babied and you could protect yourself so you declined his offer and shut off your phone. You hadn't heard or seen any major villains in the area anyway. So, what could be so hard about walking around the city looking out for danger. Tokyo was so beautiful at night too, lovely pink sky tonight, no clouds in sight with birds soaring and chirping. It was so peaceful, you highly doubted that anything bad would happen

The air smelled pure, a nice beautiful breeze blowing your hair around, until... it started to smell smokey and your view of the rosy sky was obscured by azure flames, the extreme heat too close to your skin causing you to stumble backwards into a hard chest as a hand claps tightly against your mouth and nose. Cutting off the air flow to your brain and squeezing your cheeks together as your dragged into an alleyway away from the quiet street. You try to struggle against the man but you can't breathe and you're starting to panic, your nails clawing at his hand gather blood under them. You hear the man hiss in pain before your thrown into the brick wall, hitting your head off of it and falling to the floor as blood drips from the the on your temple. Trying to stand up proves to be more difficult then you thought as your vision turns blurry and your wound aches. You're gasping you realize, trying to suck in as much air as possible before you're kicked in the stomach and thrown a couple feet. You can't breathe in anymore as you groan out, the air coming out in choked huffs. Then he's on top of you, fisting at your hair as you try an' catch your breath, pushing at his chest but he just shoves you back down effortlessly. When your eyes do finally open, they're met by heated sapphire, staring you down and observing you. You quickly recognize the man, from the burn scars and blue flames, this probably the worst possible situation for you, you've heard of Dabi and he doesn't [lay very nice with people. "It's best if you stay down little hero, unless you want to be in the burn unit for awhile... that is if you don't turn to ash first." He laughs in your face, staples stretching as grins far too wide for it too not hurt. Your thrashing ceases at the threat and he hums at you, running a hand down your face wiping the blood from your head. "That's all it took to get you to behave? That's pretty sad, so obsessed with that pretty face you won't fight me?" You try and turn your face away from him but he just moves it back and stares you down, his eyes getting darker as he does so. "If you're.. gonna kill me just do it, I'm not giving you information," you breathe in between your sentence, trying to slow your heart rate. He mockingly pouts at that, before leaning towards your ear and breathing down your neck. "Oh, you are gonna give me something.. just not information doll." He counters, pulling away and sitting on your thighs and pulling up your shirt. You swallow, knowing exactly what he's insinuating, letting your head fall back on the concreate as you squeeze your eyes tight and go limp. He coos at you, pulling up your shirt above your breasts and pulling down your bra, so it sits below your tits. 'It's best too let it happen, maybe he won't kill you if you behave and keep quiet, he can't be for long since there will be other heros coming to patrol the area soon, it'll be over quick.' You chant in your head as you try to block out the sound of him unzipping his pants and the jingle of his belt being undone. Trying too escape into your head doesn't work for you though, when he notices that hazy look in your eyes as you go quiet, he slaps you across the face.

"I don't fucking think so, you think you can escape me using that little head of yours? You're gonna look at me while I fuck you and your gonna thank me after, you understand me?" You nod at him as you cradle your red, stinging cheek. Tears clouding your eyes as they become leaky with salty tears as you attempt to muffle your cries. He finishes undressing you, pulling your panties to the side and spitting on your cunt before pumping his cock and slipping inside. He sucks in a breath through his teeth as his head falls back and he growls out in contentment. His hands shoot to your hips as he maneuvers one of your legs from underneath him and over his shoulder. "Fuckin' Christ you're tight, soft little pussy sucking my cock in so good, don't worry I'm not going anywhere," he mocks, a dark chuckle slipping from his lips as he starts to fuck into you. His pace has no rhythm as he just humps at your cunt, a spit-coded finger coming down to rub at your clit in messy circles, slapping at the sensitive bud a couple times when you try to look away from the intensity his eyes provide you with. He leans down and coos at you when you whine, kissing at your cheek and nose, grinning when you make no attempt at moving away. He's so rough, pounding at your cervix and panting in your ear, biting down on your neck. "Just like that, squeeze me tighter baby.. mm fuck- best pussy I've ever had, 'ts fuckin' crying for me... mmph, you might not like me but she sure does, I'll make sure to give 'er a little gift, hm? You think she'd like that? I think she would, I'll cum in you just for her, yeah?" You can't think anymore, head too cloudy as your senses become overstimulated from being fucked like a toy, fuck you really should' ve listened to your father and let him come with you, this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been so quick to go off on your own and act like a pro, your eyes start to close before you can pity yourself anymore and everything goes black.

In yandere DabiHawks poly fics, reader is always clinging to Hawks.. I mean it's understandable. Hawks is friendlier, more open, outwardly affectionate and he's something Dabi struggles with... he's caring. But putting that aside, what if reader clung to Dabi instead 🤔

Dabi has always been intense, cerulean eyes that stare into your soul, big hands that like to grab at your throat- pull at your hair, the power to wield the brightest, bluest flames you've ever seen- and oh oh don't forget, he's not skinny and scrawny, he's packing quite a bit of muscle under his clothes. Everything about him screams, "STAY AWAY" and "RUN." But you obviously don't see the warning signs that are so blatantly there or you just really don't care, Dabi's not sure yet. Hawks despises it though, he's the hero, the good guy- he protects civilians from people like Dabi for fucks sake, so why do you cling to Dabi so fucking much, hm? Anytime they both come home Hawks hugs you and while you do reciprocate, it's half-assed. Giving him a loose hug before twisting out of his grip to run towards Dabi and jump on him, basically making out with him while Hawks has too watch and sneer. "Hey babydoll, you miss me, hm? You nod at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him, fisting at Dabis hair to keep him close. Dabi chuckles, slipping his tongue into your mouth as he opens his eyes to stare at Hawks, the ladder scoffs and walks away. At first, when Hawks and Dabi come to the agreement to share you and had taken you away, brought you to Hawks nice penthouse with a beautiful overlook of the city, Hawks was so sure you would favor him. It had taken you a little while to even warm up to them but for you to cling to Dabi when he was so mean to you at first pisses Hawks off and you make it so obvious you prefer Dabi. You don't even kiss Hawks, just a peck before he leaves for work and then you're bouncing over to Dabi with a gleam in your eye, plopping down on his lap as Hawks leaves more irritated then before. Hawks couldn't even explain how many times he's come home from an exhausting day of hero work to see you riding Dabi, grinding down on his cock as you whine like a bitch in heat, screaming Dabis name, begging to cum on Dabis cock.. but no, no, never Hawks. The only reason you let him kiss you is because you're so cock drunk on Dabi that you don't notice. Head thrown back as you whine, eyes screwed shut tightly with your nails making pretty red lines on Dabis chest. That's one of the only times Hawks can kiss you and even then, Dabi still smirks in his face, cause he knows, he knows you don't really like Hawks and he uses that. Dabi will fuck you over the kitchen table, timing your orgasm to when Hawks walks through the door. Just for him to scowl as you scream for Dabi. For the months you've been here, Hawks has never fucked you by himself, Dabi is always in the room or even inside you. You don't make a fuss when Hawks makes out with your pussy only because Dabi has you occupied with his tongue in your mouth and a hand around your throat. "There you go baby, letting the little hero eat your pretty pussy, huh?" Hawks glances up at you from his place between your legs, you nod at Dabi, not looking away from him as you continue to kiss him, licking at his tongue. That. That shit pisses off Hawks, he's taking the time out of his day to make your pretty pussy cum for and you don't even look at him. That won't fly with Hawks and he makes sure you know that as he slaps your clit a couple times. It has you keening backwards, into Dabis chest, whining out as you attempt to arch away. "You disrespectful bitch, I'm eating your pussy, making you cum in my mouth and all you can say is Dabi.. are you fuckin serious slut?" He pushes himself up from his stomach, grabbing you by your throat to pull you towards him. "You're so far up his fucking ass you won't even kiss me, won't tell me you love me or even hug me.. but you'll do all that and more for that prick, won't you bitch?" You try to thrash around, reaching towards Dabi and whining for him but that just pisses Hawks off more. Hawks pulls you towards the edge of the bed and pins you down. "You'll learn to love me angel, I'll make sure of that."

Bully Dabi🥵 he messes with you your whole life ever since you moved in the neighborhood. He makes sure you don't have any meaningful connections with friends from school so no one bothers you. It wasn't till University that it got kicked up a notch. He wasn't shoving into you or saying mean things anymore it was more sexual now. He grabs you around the corner of a classroom and makes you grind on him. While doing that he says the nastiest things in your ear. 'You always wanted this' 'wanted to ruin you for so long' 'wait till you see my cock you'll drool over it like the little cock slut you are' 'my cock slut' 'can't wait to see this tummy buldge from my cock'

TW- NONCON, victim blaming, sexual assault, bullying, verbal and physical abuse You had moved into the neighborhood when you were about eight years old, your dad had gotten a new job that payed way better then his old one. Being an only child, you never really had people to play with so, when your dad told you that there was a family across the street with kids your age, you were ecstatic. The kids were really nice to you, well, except the oldest, Touya or as all his friends called him, Dabi. He was always so mean to you. Tripping you, pulling your hair, spilling juice on your pretty clothes, you never liked Touya, he never gave you a reason too. So, you did your best to avoid him, you only came over to play with Fuyumi anyway, so, you would just be in her room playing dolls and having fun, until you had to go home. Now the bullying wasn't too bad as kids, it was more like an inconvenience for you. But in high school? That's when it started to get worse, the tripping turned into Dabi- as he now forced you to call him- pushing you into lockers and laughing when he sees the bruises on your shoulders and thighs. The hair pulling turned into him yanking you up by your hair as he called you mean names. You wanted to tell someone, you truly did but all the girls loved Dabi, that was apparent when he had a new one hanging off him everyday. Plus you didn't want your parents to move you to a different school, you had a lot of friends here. You especially didn't want to tell Fuyumi, knowing she'd tell everyone, it would be in good faith coming from her but, she really couldn't keep a secret to save her life.

Dabi being older then you by a couple years means he graduated and went to college first, giving you two years of peace, you didn't have to look over your shoulder or wear jackets all the time in order to cover the bruises he inflicted. You could have fun and joke around with friends without him staring you down from across the hall. It was the best two years of school you've had in your life, plus, Dabi moved into a dorm on campus with his friends Keigo and Tomura. So, you rarely saw Dabi around the neighborhood, except when he came home occasionally on weekends. But even then, you'd rather five- rarely seven- days of peace then none at all. It also meant you could talk to guys without Dabi threatening them or in most cases, beating them black and blue. It's the worst in college though, the years of peace in high school gone all too quickly as you start uni. Although, you don't have any classes with Dabi, so you rarely see him. After classes is a different story though, he's trailing after you, holding you hostage in empty classroom and calling you mean names as his bullying gets bolder.. more.. sexual. He's pinning you against the wall now, leaving hickeys and bruises on your neck, shoving his tongue in your mouth and probably the worst is when he pushes you on top of the desk to spread your legs and hump your cunt over your clothes. Then there was the time that Dabi had dragged you you into an empty classroom, calling you a slut because your skirt was too short for his liking as he laid you on the empty teacher desk and proceeded to pull your skirt up and take his cock out. He had you lay there as he rubbed the head of his dick over your clit, through your panties, making you beg for him to play with your pussy. "Feels good, doesn't it slut?" Forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist, he grinds into your cunt. Slapping your hands away when you try to hide your face and laughing when you start to cry. Pumping his cock a couple times, he runs it over your panties, making sure his tip catches your clit. Trying to look away from him doesn't work 'cause he'll just pull your upper body off the desk and make you watch him fuck your clit, his slit leaking beads of pre-cum, wetting the sensitive nub, his piercing catching on it so nicely. He'll switch from that, to pulling your underwear to the side so that he can slap at the little bundle of nerves and rolling it with his pointer and thumb.

"I don't know why you're covering your face, you were asking for it, wearing all the slutty clothes that you do." Dabi says the meanest things when he has you like this, he's never been soft while he touches you. Always bending you over the railing in the stairwell so that he can lift your skirt to rub your pussy with two fingers then he'll pull your thong tightly against your pussy, so that your lips peak out and he can grind against you. Or when you're leaving the building he'll pull you with him behind the school so that he can give 'daily hole checks,' as he calls them. He says he does them to make sure you're not whoring yourself out, seeing how tight you are by making you suck on his fingers so he can push them inside you. "Bend over bitch, I won't ask again, gotta make sure this pussy is just how I left it." If you're too slow doing as he asks, he'll push against the wall and pulling your ass towards him. From there, he'll pull your panties down, letting them drop to your ankles as he spreads your pussy open and literally stares at your pussy for minutes, pulling lips apart and pushing tip of his thumb inside, spitting on your clit and using his palm to spread it all over your cunt, getting spit on your thighs as he does so. If he deems that your pussy isn't how he left, whether his cum is no longer in you or you feel "looser" then he'll punish you. He makes you hold up your skirt from behind with your face squished against the dirty brick wall as he slaps your ass, hitting you so hard your eyes burn from the salty tears running down your cheeks. Telling you mean things as he carries out his brutal assault on your ass. "Don't start crying now bitch, if you weren't such a slut, I wouldn't have to hit you." or, "Did you really wipe my cum out of you? You ungrateful little whore." and, "Move away from me again and see what happens, I'll hit a lot fucking harder, try me." and of course, "You really think anyone'll believe you? Those bitches you hang out with would kill to be in your position, would beg to have my cock stretching them so full it bulges from their fucking stomach.

Idk why but shotgunning a blunt with Dabi feels so intimate to me. Like you be in Dabi's lap and it wasn't a quick but a slow exhale as you inhale the smoke. And you be looking so vulnerable and loving to each other. And then proceed to a nice long fucking.

(And I was the one who sent the kidnapped reader with a soft loving Dabi and when you wrote the part where the reader asked for the smokes it made me think of this) and you can add to this if you want

Of course I'm gonna add to this lol, love thinking about smoking with Dabi. High sex is one of Dabis favorite things, the fuzzy feeling he gets from the high and the further ecstasy he receives from the feeling of your cunt squeezing him, never fails to feel euphoric for him. You're always so perfect for him, always such a good girl, aren't you doll? Yeah you are, always saying please as you reach for the blunt and thank you when he instead, blows it in your mouth. He prefers you sitting on his lap so he can kiss and mark up your neck as you inhale the blunt and blow it in his mouth while your tongue dances with his. It allows his hands to run down your side as he grabs your ass and pulls you away by your hair so he can spit in your mouth. Only then to pull you back and lick into your mouth while he makes you grind down on him. "You like that doll, hm? Like when I wrap my hand around your fuckin' throat while I fuck into you, hm?" He growls out in your ear, licking a stripe up your neck. There's a repeated "uh huh, uh huh, uh huh" spilling from your lips as he fucks into you, meeting your thrusts from beneath you. He laughs aloud, the sound coming out manic as he rolls his hips up into you. "Yeah you do, love this fuckin' dick, say it baby, be good and tell me how much you love it." Your voice comes out in whiney pants as your head falls back, "love it s'much Dabi, thank you, thank you s'much." He laughs against your throat, kissing at your jugular. He picks up the blunt again and wraps his lips around it as he inhales, his other hand still wrapped around your throat and he uses that as leverage to pull you down and lazily blow the smoke in your mouth. Letting your eyes roll back and slip shut, you move back to start riding him again, the bouncing slow and lazy as he fingers the blunt, blowing the smoke in your face as he takes his hand off you throat and moves it down to your hip, making you grind harder against. His cock reaching so deep in this position as he puts the blunt down, holding the smoke in his lungs while he uses his, now, free hand to stroke the bulge in your stomach. Pushing down on it too make you tighten and gasp. Taking his hand off your stomach, he pulls you down against his chest, petting your hair as he uses the hand on your hip too hold you still and fuck into you harder, his stomach clenching as feels his orgasm about to hit. He kisses at your cheek, whispering in your ear, "can you cum for me baby.. hm? Can you do that for me? Need to feel you cum for me as you whine, always sound so pretty for me when you do angel.." It comes out as a plead instead of a command like he wanted, but it has you clawing at the healthy skin on his chest as you whine into his ear, vocalizing your appreciation as he he cums in you. Letting the rough rolls of his hips turn into lazy grinds while he kisses your hair, singing your praise while you ride out your orgasms together.

Me personally, I like him better with the scars.

You think Dabi's pretty- scratch that you think he's beautiful, but unfortunately he doesn't agree. Despite his calm and collected nature, he's insecure about his scars. He doesn't understand how you, the most beautiful person in the world, could like him, a villian, someone who's covered in burns... it just doesn't make sense to him. You, however, don't care and hate when he talks negatively about himself and it has caused arguments that has led you to getting upset and Dabi pulling away, leaving for a couple hours to days. He always comes back though, he can't stay away, you know that and he's coming to terms with it. You really, are the only person that cares about him, besides the league, he doesn't have many people.

He looks so pretty making breakfast, in nothing but his boxers and grey sweats. "You look so pretty Dabi," you murmur sleepily, wrapping your hands around his waist from behind, laying your head on his right shoulder. He scoffs, flipping the eggs and tensing when he feels you run kisses along the staples across his back. Shaking his head, he mumbles, "your eyes must be blurry from sleep, doll." You whine into his back, huffing as you pull away. "Why do you always do this, Dabi? Can't you please just take a compliment, you really are pretty."

He finishes cooking breakfast and turns off the stove before turning around and leaning against the oven. "Babydoll, you do understand that I'm covered in burns, I'm not exactly a model... plus I'm not supposed to be pretty, I'm supposed to be scary, doll." Glaring at him you narrow your eyes, "Dabi, please stop saying that, you're very attractive... I think the burns make you look hotter to be honest.." He bursts out laughing, petting your hair as he moves to take the plates out and set them on the table. "Is that right, doll? You think I look hotter with the burn scars? You're a little freak, you know that?"

He always does this, he can never except that he's attractive because of the scars, so he'll make it into a joke or wave you off with a "sure, whatever you say, doll." It's really upsetting, because no matter how hard he tries, there's always a snarl pulling at his lips when he looks at himself in the mirror. Coming up behind him again, you wrap an arm around his stomach as the other wraps around his upper chest as you lay your cheek on the midst of his back, he relaxes a bit, caressing your hand as he hums. Leaning a bit into your embrace as he takes the arm wrapped around his chest and kisses your hand, rubbing circles on it.

You cuddle into his back, running your fingers over the staples and kissing the edges of his burns, "you know I'll always think you're beautiful Dabi... nothing you say or do will ever change that. I'm not always talking about your looks either, you're extremely intelligent, so observational and snarky... the prettiest parts of you aren't always physical... like the way your eyes go soft when I tell you I love you... or the way they shine just right in the sun. Or when you go soft when your sleepy, you always hold me close... keep me safe." Kissing his scars in between sentences, his hands tighten around your arms.

Pulling you so your face is buried in his chest, as he kisses your head, squeezing tight around your waist. Running his fingers through your hair he whispers sweet nothing in your ear, "even if you don't believe me... please know that you are pretty and I love you so much... more than you could know." Your eyes start to water and get blurry from the on coming tears as you feel something splash on your shoulder, you try to lift your head but he keeps your face buried in his chest. Digging his tongue in his cheek, he inhales deeply as he rubs his hand up and down your back, kissing your head every once and a while.

"C'mon doll... breakfast is done." He kisses your head one last time before letting go and walking to the kitchen, rubbing at your eyes, you go to sit down only to see crimson dripping down your shoulder as it stains your skin, leaving pretty red trails. Glancing back at him, you catch him rub at his eyes, the same crimson staining his fingers before he wipes it away... Dabi really is always so pretty, in all his moments.

Could you write a Chikan with Dabi? Like I image he sees a sweet little thing like you on the train and he can't just help himself to you. He moves behind you and starts groping you and before you could move away he wraps his arms around your shoulders and whisper in her ear if you don't comply with me this whole train is going to be set ablazed. You instantly stilled and Dabi called you a good girl and starts licking and biting your neck roughly but not too much from being noticed by others.

I'm so sorry this is late, I hope the person who sent this in sees it, if you did please send me an anon message saying you did, I feel so bad for delaying this TW: Noncon dry humping, noncon kissing and touching, threats of murder. You had gotten off work a while ago but because of a villian attack, you had missed your train. Thankfully it was over quick and no one got too injured but it was still chaotic nonetheless, people screaming, running away and just an overall panic from the public. But, with it all being said and done, the train schedule went back to normal and you were able to get on the next one. This cart though, was a lot more crowded then you expected, people squeezing into seats and people hanging off the same bar. The only option was to go to the back, it was less crowded but still packed. It was quieter at the back though, just people reading or having their earbuds in. After the first three stops there was more seats and less people so you had room to sit and relax, that was until a pregnant woman handling an infant got on, looking absolutely exhausted, so, giving up your seat, you just used one of the handle bars in the back. "If you scream or try and get help, I'll set this whole train on fire," it's an instant reaction that had you tensing up. Letting out a stuttered exhale you glance down to see arms wrapping around your waist, covered by thick black hoodie sleeves. The man leans close to your ear, breathing down your neck as he chuckles breathlessly when you freeze against his chest. He runs his hand up and down your stomach as the other hand sits underneath your breasts. The mans mouth moves closer to your throat, mouthing at the right side as he runs a hand down your thigh and slides it back up grabbing a handful of your ass. There's a whimper that leaves your throat, jerking away from the man. Pulling you back by your hips, he growls in your ear as he nips at your shoulder. "Shhh, be a good girl for me." He leaves a wet trail of kisses on your neck, occasionally, nipping and biting. Sucking hickies into your skin, just under your skin. Crossing his arms over your stomach, he grinds into you, licking your skin as he groans in your ear. Trying to regulate your breathing as best you can, you glance around to distract your mind, catching the glare and disgusted snarl of an older lady, you look away ashamed. Your eyes squeezing shut when you feel the man slip his hand under your shirt, marking another hickey above your collarbone. The kisses start becoming more frantic as he pants in your ear, grinding harder into you as his hands grab at your tits. "Oooh fuck- such a nice little ass...your tits feel so soft too." He leans his head back slightly, still keeping an eye you as he does so. The conductor announces the next stop and you hear the man curse under his breath, his grinding getting faster as his biting gets harder. His breath coming out in quick pants as his grip tightens around you, holding you closer. He moves you further into the back of the train, pinning you against the wall, holding you like a boyfriend would. His hips moving faster against your ass as he groans in your ear, grabbing you by the jaw and kissing you as he covers your eyes with his free hand. Groaning into your mouth, you feel something wet bleed into the back of your pants, wetting the ass of your panties while he places a hand near your face, moving it to face the wall again as he rides out his high and grunts. You bite your lip to stop the sad whimper from escaping as the man backs away, the train doors opening and kisses your cheek before leaving, making sure to give you a pat on your ass and a dark chuckle. 'Thanks for the help pretty girl, see you around."

Saw this and thought you'd like it/laugh.

STOPP I LOVE THIS, I'VE ALWAYS WANTED A PAIR 😣 I need that mans hands on my ass, now.

I saw the chikan ask with Dabi lol. But dude I don't mind if you reply late with the asks. I understand life be lifing so whether you do write a response or not I'm just happy someone on here likes Dabi as much as the rest of us

Thank you, I just feel so bad when I get asks and procrastinate on them (I'm a people pleaser) I really hope I did you justice and you like it... but, yeah, I really love Dabi, he's a comfort character for me and I relate heavily (I've never committed murder) to him and I truly adore him.

Okay, okay, so this is kinda touching on religion, so if you're uncomfortable, please ignore this!!

But I can just imagine Dabi shoving his dick down the reader's throat, knowing she's super religious, saying something like "I am your God now," and before she can reply, shoves it deeper.

Im a simp and I'm not apologizing for it.

No, because I can definitely see this... also I'm fine with writing religious things, don't worry. I do want to say that, I support all religious beliefs and this is not meant to offend anyone, it's all fiction. TW: religious themes, noncon blowjob, yandere Dabi, Dabi has a God complex, disrespect and mocking of said beliefs, implied kidnapping. Dabi thought your beliefs were stupid, he pitied you for your beliefs to someone who would never answer them, they would never come save you. He looked at like, those naive people who still looked up to heros.. they didn't care about you, so what's the point in devoting your life to someone that allowed a monster, like Dabi, too take you away from everything that you once knew. Allowed a villian to break you down and use you for his own selfish desires. He'd watch you pray to a God that never saved you, cause if they cared, you wouldn't still be chained to the bed, stuck in a cycle of naive hope, waiting for someone, you should know by now, wouldn't help you. "I'm gettin' tired of this doll, you'll get on your knees for a non-existent God.. but not for me?" He scoffs, watching you pray on your knees, hands folded on the bed. Standing in the door way with a scowl he walks over to you, pulling you up by your hair. He sits on your bed as he makes you stand in between his spread legs. You try to pull away, you really do, slapping at his hands and trying to back away. It just doesn't work though, with a couple harsh slaps to your naked thighs, your attempted fighting subsides. "Try and pull away again, see what happens." His eyes are narrowed, the bright cerulean now a dark admiral blue, sharp eyes waiting for you to step out of line as his hand tightens in your hair. His free hand coming to wrap around your throat, causing you to bend, face to face with him. His eyes fly over your face as he grins, pulling you down harder so that your situated on your knees. He looks down at you, a faux pout on his mis-matched lips. The hand on your throat eases up when you completely stop struggling, running the hand in your hair, down your face, petting your cheek as he laughs. "There we go, pretty girl... just stop fighting, hm? Be good for me, It's so much more filling to behave for me." Moving both hands to your face, he rubs his thumbs over your cheeks, in comforting circles as he coos at you mockingly. Keeping a hand on your jaw, he unbuckles his belt with the other, popping open the button as he unzips his pants, slightly pulling down his pants and boxers, just enough to pull his cock out. There's an immediate attempt to pull away on your end, wiggling away as he squeezes his hand harder around your face. "Ah ah, you like it on your knees so much, praying to bullshit.. you'll love worshipping my cock then. I'm your new God now, you'll serve me, whether you like it or not." He places the leaky head on your lips, tapping it on your bottom lip before the hand on your jaw squeezes, causes your lips to open slightly and he pushes in. Moving both his hands through your hair, making you bob your head, his grip unyielding on your hair as you gag. His pre cum slipping down your throat causing you too choke as your eyes squeeze tight. "Don't. Look your God in the eyes as he cums down your throat, show him how much you appreciate him.'

Hii!! Thinking about a desperate (very platonic coworker) Dabi who gets desperate after having a crush on reader for so long, so he decides to sneak into their room while they're working and bury his face into her panties while he absentmindedly palms himself through his sweatpants, only for the reader to walk in after getting off work early.

Just a suggestion!! absolutely no pressure, I luv luv luv your work!!

Thank you so much, I'm so glad you enjoy my work and I hope I did your request justice, I love the occasional pathetic Dabi willing to get off with a pair of your panties to suffice his nasty little thoughts. Dabi always thought you were hot, ever since you joined the league, prancing around in those tight ass shirts and those mini skirts. He knew, you knew, what you were doing, teasing him. Intentionally dropping things on the floor only to bend over in front of him as your skirt flips up, showing him that tiny black thong that has him re-adjusting himself and holding his breath. The little shorts you wear that ride up your thighs when you sit down, those same shorts that barley cover your ass. It pisses him off, intentionally turning him on and going about like you don't know he's rock hard, pumping his cock to thoughts of you when he's alone. Stealing your panties and using them to pump his cock as he groans your name, chest heaving as he pants and his eyes are rolling back thinking about your tight cunt, what it would feel like wrapped around him, how warm and wet it would be for him as he fucks you through orgasm after orgasm. Pulling the prettiest sounds out of you, screaming for him, asking him to let you cum, begging him to go faster, fuck you harder as tears drip down your cheeks and your eyes are tightly shut from the overwhelming pleasure he gives you. The pretty sound he forces from your throat as your head falls back or.. would you push him away because it's too much. Begging him too slow down so that you can catch your breath. He has these thoughts constantly and no matter how often he fucks his fist. pumping his cock as pale beads of pre drip from the slit, he always gets hard at the thought of seeing you, the choked gasps being pulled from his throat as he thinks about you in your little outfits, leaving nothing to the imagination, but that's good, that works for him. It gives him more too think about as he cums, picturing what paties your wearing under those little pieces of cloth you call clothes. But, then it's not enough anymore, he needs the source but that's too risky so.. he goes to the next best thing.. your bedroom. It's not super girly, no pink zebra print or overly stimulating colors, pretty normal in fact, but he's not here for that, he's here for those little panties of yours. Your dirty hamper is his best bet, they've already been worn and you need to wash them anyway, he's sure you won't mind if he leaves you a little gift. Your bed's soft, smells so much like you, that's good, he needs it over riding his senses as he cums. There's slick in the crotch of your panties, you probably just recently took them off, and they smell so good. he's positive he has time to get a session in, Tomura sent you on a mission, you shouldn't be back for a while, that's good for him but he still has to hurry. It always feels good when he jerks off but, surrounded by your scent as he has your panties over his nose, muffleing his groans and the occasional whimper makes it all that much better. Putting his mind in a place of ecstasy as he gets close. You taste good too, your slick tastes so sweet, he's positive it'll taste better when he buries his face in your pussy, feeling you pull at his hair when you cum in his mouth as he drinks it down. He's close, he can feel it, the knot in his stomach as his abs flex is tell-tale to him, he's gonna cum. His head's so wrapped up he doesn't hear your door open as you saunter in. "Well.. would you look at this? Are you enjoying yourself Dabi?"

Dabis favorite thing in bed is you riding him, he loves watching you bounce on his cock as he smokes a cigarette, hearing you whine all pretty for him while he uses a hand to rock your hips back and forth as you leave pretty red scratches down his scarred chest. Your pretty tits bouncing in his face as you bless his ears with choked whimpers, pleading with him to let you cum as he shudders from you tightening around him. He lets out the prettiest whines when he gets close, letting out stuttered pants as you lean close to his face, praising him for how good his cock feels, how good it makes you feel. How he always makes you cum and how you find it so pretty when his hands tighten around your hips to keep himself grounded, begging you to give him a break when he's overstimulated. Pleading with you you to just give him a second as those pretty groans turn into pitiful whines as you continue to bounce on his spent cock.

"Baby, baby, baby... please baby, give me a break... oh fuuck," or. "Can- can't cum again... please just- shiiit just a second doll," or. "Tight fucking cunt.. trying to bleed me dry, huh? yeah yeah yeah yeah, you fucking love this cock," and even. "Too much, too much... it hurts baby please... just a second baby I promise." @isabeauwolf

Meet the Todorokis

@supernatural-hunter1 @dabisangle

Dabi told you about his family before he did the reveal to the whole of Japan. He told you about how abusive his father was, how his mom did nothing to help, how his siblings didn't understand what it felt like to be in his position and how he hated his youngest brother. From the little information he'd give you, throughout the months of being together, you.cpuld tell there was some serious trauma and his home life and family were anything but loving. Aside from the physical scars, you knew there was some pretty bad mental scarring, even though he tried to play off the hurt and pain by being cocky and nonchalant.

When the heroes found out you were involved with the league and Dabi, especially romantically, you became a top priority for Endeavor to capture and lock away, so that's what happened. When you were caught, you were sent to Tartarus and servailenced 24/7, heavily armed guards would be posted in your room and right outside of it. The room littered with cameras, there was an inch of privacy in that tiny space you now called home. But you knew, you knew Dabi would save you, it would just take a little time, until then, you had to grin and bare it.

It was the same routine everyday, sitting in that small, padded room with cameras covering inch after inch, doing nothing but letting your mind drift away and thinking about the league but especially Dabi. How was he doing, what was he doing, did he miss you, was he even thinking about you? You didn't doubt he was but curiosity was eating at your brain and heart, taking over your thoughts. So, it was a big surprise when you were told you had visitors and the Todorokis, nonetheless. They were all there, Rei, Fuyumi, Natsuo, Shoto.... and I guess the man that Touya had to call father was there too. It would've been sweet too have such a messed up family if you didn't know their dirty little secrets and the reasons for visiting in the first place. They all looked empty- heartbroken even, their eyes full of sorrows and regret while Reis eyes leaked salty tears ,only to be comforted by daughter... huh, you wonder if any of them tried to comfort Touya that way. Then again, given the family and their dynamic, you highly doubt it. But, sat in front of this fucked up family as they stared you down and asked invasive questions, you started too understand it wasn't out of love for Touya, it was because of guilt and that just pissed you off a lot more. They weren't trying too right their wrongs, it was because they knew that they were horrible for what they did and they tried too quiet their guilt. So you can't really blame yourself for snapping and going off on that horrible man- thing. That horrible thing. "What would you say you're relationship to my son is." You scowled at Enjis question, a scoff falling from your lips unintentionally but you didn't try too stop it. Your eyes narrowed at that abusive man, only obsessed with the image of the so-called greater-good. He didn't even ask how Touya has been, how much the thought of his old man being praised for being a hero when in actuality, he was more of a villain then most were, ate at Touya every night, kept him up for days- weeks even- on end. "Don't. Call him that, Touya is no longer your son, he is no longer the boy that yearned for your praise and approval, no longer the boy that was willing to kill himself too make you happy. He's better, different now. His eyes have been opened to your disgusting ways of bullshit parenting." It was said more aggressively then you thought it was but, he needed too understand Dabi would never be Touya- their Touya, ever again, he was your Touya now and forever.

Endeavors hands tightened into fists at that, while his wifes eyes dropped, looking away and squeezing tightly as she breathed in a stuttered inhale. "He's still my son, I wasn't the best fath-" there's a quick cut off from you as you shifted in your seat. "No. You weren't even a father to begin with, so don't give me that bullshit speech that you're sorry and you regret what you did because I don't care to listen to it, you can give your traumatized family that bullshit but I won't listen to it." It's spat at him, your voice raising in pitch towards the end of your sentence as you scowled at the false hero. You didn't mean to go on a tangent rant but.. it happened. "You, Enji Todoroki, abused your children. You attempted to use them for your own selfish desires and make up for your pathetic failures and all your overwhelming undoings. You. Are no man- especially not a father. No father would ever. Force their child to take on such a burden, so young in their life. No man would ever put his hands on a woman- much less their wife. The woman who gave you those children in the first place. The woman who took care of them and bathed them, dressed them, read them bed time stories while you chased after a dream you, yourself acknowledged would never happen on your own, so you tried to live through your children. And you, Rei Todoroki. The first time that man put his fucking hands on you or your children, you should've left him. Don't ever let a man put his fucking hands on your children. Ever. You. Are no mother. No mother would throw boiling water on her sons face because she couldn't stand the piece of shit man that she was forced too marry. Your kids are their own people and have their own dreams. The reason the both of you even have kids was selfish from the get-go. I'm happy Touya got out- got away. None of your kids deserved that, but especially Touya. Now leave." By the end of it, Rei was in tears and Enjis teeth were clenched so tight, you thought they were gonna break as his fists were tight and shaking, his knuckles turning pale, ghost white as his eyes became wet and started too sting. The family left quickly after that as the door slammed behind them.

You couldn't wait for Dabi to end Enji Todorokis pathetic life of lies.

You made me become a Dabi simp 😮‍💨😭

As I should, that man is fine as fuck and he's a cocky asshole, who doesn't love a cocky asshole? Also, have you heard his voice?!?! That shit is deep. I love Dabi sm...