Dabi Is Touya - Tumblr Posts - Page 3
UGH- Thinking about Dabi having suspicions that you're gonna leave him because you're being so distant, so he decides to confront you in his own... personal way. Which in turn includes him grabbing you by the throat and whispering hotly in your ear. Telling you that you can't leave, you fucking can't... or he'll have to kill you and... you don't want him to burn you alive, right? Princess... do you really want him to turn you to ashes doll?... No? He didn't think so. But oh you poor, poor, dumb little thing... just tell him why?... you know his secret? What secret dollface, he has many, you gotta be more specific. Oh- oh but the way his pretty blue eyes narrow when you tell him to... "Stop, you're scaring me Touya"
I'd like to thank @dabislittlemouse post about his s/o finding out he's Touya before he announced it for this post lol
So real, that man's probably SWAMPED in paperwork
Dabi: reveals his tragic backstory
Endeavors poor pr agent who already has enough to do:
Slutty ass waist, for what? 🤨😒
yk maybe dabifuckers have a point
"I'm not gonna lie to you I want that and I desire that I'm dreaming about that man. Give it here."
Reblog this if you want Dabi to slut you out.
Oooo something with Dabi and a childhood best friend? Plz?
You cared for him, you really, really did. You've always loved Touya, he was just so misguided, raised by an awful man full of rage and jealousy. You knew Touya wouldn't stop, you've been over the Todoroki house enough times to hear the arguments between Touya and Endeavor about wanting to train. You missed just watching movies with him, Fuyumi and Natsuo coming and going. Natsuo and Touya complaining when you put on princess movies. Touyas little scowl of disgust when you mentioned wanting a "true loves kiss." Sitting in Sekoto Peak and watching Touya train, him getting excited when his flames started to turn blue and letting him talk your ear off when he didn't burn himself "that one time."
Touya truly was a sweetheart, reluctantly, as he stated, comforting you and letting you soak his "favorite" shirt with your tears. Giving you some of his food when you complained that his food smelled so much better. Helping you untangle the gum in your hair when you fell asleep chewing it. Coming to you for comfort when he had thoughts that he wasn't good enough for his father. Touya truly was a sweetheart, willing to push away his own problems to help you with yours. Touya truly was a sweetheart, reluctantly, as he stated, comforting you and letting you soak his "favorite" shirt with your tears. Giving you some of his food when you complained that his food smelled so much better. Helping you untangle the gum in your hair when you fell asleep chewing it. Coming to you for comfort when he had thoughts that he wasn't good enough for his father. Touya truly was a sweetheart, willing to push away his own problems to help you with yours.
You truly don't know where it all went wrong, flipping through memories in your head, Touya truly appeared happy, sometimes content. There was obvious problems he had with his parents, but he said it was okay, to not worry about it. Thinking about it a little more.. he started to act out more when Shoto was born, glaring at him, scowling and rolling his eyes when he started to cry. He reeked of envy, just like his father. Shotos birth is where it all went wrong, you'd figured out when you witnessed Touya literally try to kill or at the very least severally injure his youngest brother.
You truly don't know where it all went wrong, flipping through memories in your head, Touya truly appeared happy, sometimes content. There was obvious problems he had with his parents, but he said it was okay, to not worry about it. Thinking about it a little more.. he started to act out more when Shoto was born, glaring at him, scowling and rolling his eyes when he started to cry. He reeked of envy, just like his father. Shotos birth is where it all went wrong, you'd figured out when you witnessed Touya literally try to kill or at the very least severally injure his youngest brother.
It was a normal day, nothing out of the ordinary, just reading and studying when your mother got a call, it was Endeavor, they talked for a few minutes before your mother had looked at you sadly, a grim smile replacing her original look of contentment. She had hung up with a sad "I'll tell her," you knew something wasn't right, it was written all over her face. Her eyes told you everything.
You remember on that fateful day, screaming and crying till you had no more tears, until you lost your voice for a couple days. Eyes red and swollen, nose leaking and face sticky, shirt sleeves covered in snot with wet patches soaked through. You refused to believe it at first, looked at it as a sick joke, begged your mother to go over and confront Touya for this sick little prank... but your mother just looked at you with such sad eyes, you had to believe her.
The next couple weeks felt like a loop, wake up, go to school, go home and eat dinner then sleep. That cycle carried on for what felt like forever, your parents even started sending you to therapy, it helped a little but it still hurt. Looking at the photos you had of you and Touya still hurt, the memories still hurt, hearing his voice when no one was their gave you hope but then not seeing him caused even more pain. It took a couple years to be able to look at those pictures and not cry, you still missed him, dearly you did
The bummy job you had at the bar was sad, really it was, but you needed the money. The nasty comments you got from men and the loud music that never failed to give you a headache always had you thinking about quitting. Then you remember the bills that kept piling up, your lousy landlord that kept demanding more and more money kept you going. You're moving in a couple months anyway, you can go on a little longer.
You met him their, he seemed so familiar, his eyes reminded you of Touyas but.. it wasn't, he introduced himself as Dabi. The snarky attitude was the same though, maybe that's why you clung to him so desperately, that small piece of hope became bigger and bigger, what was once a small flame became a raging fire the more time you spent with Dabi. He was exactly like Touya, just with black hair and a few burns here and there. Maybe it was your brain trying to continuously cope with your childhood bestfriend being dead but... you swear on everything that Dabi looked at you the same way Touya did.
Saying those words aloud was an accident, Dabi had picked you up from work and brought you to his place. Getting take-out that he had offered to pay for, sitting on his run-down couch watching low budget movies, snuggled together. He was warm, ran his fingers through your hair and whispered little jokes in your ear. They were uttered while you were half asleep, still chewing bits of the take-out. "Thank you Touya."
...
"You're welcome doll, get some rest."
Mr Compress is so kind towards them it’s making my teeth rote from the sweetness
Dabi x reader
category: fluff?
A.N: TW for cursing and a lil out of character Dabi?? Dabi is a todoroki theory in this. The reader has a glass quirk, where she can produce glass shards, without hurting herself. That's all, I guess. Happy birthday to my favorite bastard boy!
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"When will u be here?" sent 2 hours ago.
"U showing up or what?" sent about an hour ago.
"Okay, more cake for me!" sent 40 minutes ago.
"Dabi?" sent 26 minutes ago.
"Is everything okay?" sent a minute ago.
You didn't know if he would show up anymore. You expected him to show up, but with Dabi you could never be sure.
You stared at the watch, as if it was guilty of how you were feeling. It was already past 12pm and you were sitting there, like a fool with a cake you spent hours baking and decorating and a gift you thought was perfect for him. Hell, you took a day off work to make it all perfect, and with being a pro-hero you couldn't really do "days off" and it was an exception you made just for him.
Now you were thinking it was all just useless way of spending a day. Dabi didn't care. And he wouldn't care about all you did even if he showed up, either.
With every passing minute cake looked worse and worse in your eyes and you were even starting to doubt about the gift choice.
You reached for the TV remote and mindlessly turned on TV, to distract yourself.
"Half an hour. If he doesn't show up until 12:30, I'm going to bed." you thought to yourself, watching the scene that was unfolding in front of you on TV.
It was reporter, talking about an incident that started about half a hour ago in pretty busy area of the city. You weren't really paying attention to details, well not until you heard the reporter say "League of villains".
Your eyes widened, now actually focusing on what was going on.
The footage cut to a big, pro-hero agency building, that was swallowed up by masmerizing blue flames. "The details are yet to be learned, but the police are sure that a perticular person with a fire quirk from the league of villains is the one who caused fire." commented the reporter, looking worried.
The footage then showed a pro-hero, you recognized the second you saw him. Endeavour looked so mad, that you felt as if his stare burnt right through the TV screen. He turned away from the reporter, trying to talk to him
"Pro-hero Endeavour refused to talk and when asked about the situations and what are his speculations about who did it, he just said that he will kill the bastard that did this!" reported the woman, looking shocked "Not quite a words that we were expecting from no.1 hero, but you can't really blame him after-"
You turned off the TV, sinking back into the couch. Your breathing was becoming uneven, your thoughts racing at the speed of light.
He finally did it. You always thought that he was joking when he told you of his plans. You sort off brushed it off, because you didn't think that he would be so reckless. Oh god, what if they will catch him?
How could he be so reckless? Didn't he even think of you? How much would it hurt you? You didn't have anyone, besides him, didn't he have even a little bit of care?
Tears prickled your eyes and you slowly curled into a ball on your couch. Was he okay? Was he hurt? Did they catch him-
You were pulled away from your thoughts by the sound of your window sliding open.
You didn't even think, you were already on your feet, turning to the widely open window, your hands raised, ready to attack whoever was there, more tears streaming down your face. Oh gosh, couldn't you just stop crying already?
When that person started climbing through the window you just unleashed your quirk, without a care for your apartment. All the worries, all the pain, all your emotions were unleashed with a wave of big, sharp glass shards, pointed to that person, that dared to disturb you at such a bad time.
A sharp intake of air burned your lungs, when a sizzling wall of blue flames made you jump back. All your glass shards turned into dust in seconds and it felt like the room became at least a hundred degrees higher.
"THE FUCK!?" a gruff, grating voice shouted.
Your eyes widened, once you realised who was the owner of that voice. You fell to your knees, unable to hold your own weight. The wave of relief washed over you, but it was soon changed with burning rage.
Dabi stood in front of you, wearing the same expression he always had. His jacket was torn up in few places and there was shallow cut on his face, just under his right eye.
You took a small look at him and then continued to stare at the floor, afraid of what you'll say if you opened your mouth.
"What the fuck was that?" he asked again, taking a step towards you.
You didn't want him to see you like that, so you slowly stood up, trying to keep your eyes on the floor and to stop your tears from flowing.
"Answer me, goddamnit! with that he took a few sudden strides towards you and with his hot hand, reached your trembling chin, quickly lifting it up, not letting you turn away your e/c eyes from him, his other hand grabbing yours in almost bruising grip.
"Answer me." he repeated, trying to sound less irritated, but failing.
"I thought they cought you." you mumbled under your breath.
"Eh?"
"I thought they cought you!" you shouted, tearing yourself away from his grasp, and putting some distance between him and yourself.
"Why the fuck would you think that?!" barked Dabi "You know me better than that! You know I wouldn't get into hands of those stupid cops!"
You clenced your hands into fists, fingernails digging into palms, to calm yourself.
"Maybe I don't, Dabi! I didn't think you would do something so reckless, but here you are, running around and burning buildings!"
Dabi inhaled, small flames dancing around his tightly clenched fists.
"It wasn't reckless, I planned everything. I'm not as stupid as you, apparently, think." there was something resembling a grin on his face.
You brushed away your tears with the sleeve of your sweater. His sweater. You didn't even notice you were wearing one of his.
"I don't think you're stupid, Dabi, you perfectly know that." you blurted out "I just... Do you know how much it worries me to hear them mentioning your name in News? Do you know how much it hurts me to think that you're cought every time they announce they got another villain?" You don't even think about me, do you?" your words came out with a shriek, unable to hide your tears anymore.
"I do think about you, y'know? I think about you every time I hear about an injured pro-hero, I think about you every time that hand job sends us on another mission to deal with heroes." Dabi exhaled, slowly speaking.
Dabi never told you any of this. He was always pretty cold and not into "all that sentimental shit" as he had said.
"I do care about you, Y/N." Dabi repeated, and you raised your eyes at the mention of your name. Dabi usually prefered using one of many nicknames he had for you.
"Why did you burn Endeavour's agency, then?" you asked, now staring straight into Dabi's burning electric-blue gaze.
"A birthday gift for myself. How better to celebrate my birthday than ruining my old-man's agency, huh?" Dabi grinned, not a care in the world.
You didn't want to say anything more about that. You know what kind of asshole, the so called hero was. You know how much pain he caused to the man, standing in front of you. You didn't really blame Dabi for wanting some type of revenge.
"Just... Please, Dabi, don't..."
"Don't worry you like that again, dollface?"
You nodded, slowly taking a step towards him. He understood what you wanted and wrapped his long, warm arms around your frame. You wrapped your own around his waist, burying your face into his jacket, that smelled like freshly lit fireplace.
"You stink." you mumbled into his jacket.
"You were worried about me a second ago and now you're already complaining?" he raised an eyebrow "I can let you go, if you don't like hugging me so much, babe."
"No, I can stand a smell of a burnt chicken nugget if that means you can hold me for a little longer."
Dabi hid his small smile in your hair, feeling the lingering smell of your shampoo.
You felt raven-haired man's arms loosening around your frame and you clung into him tighter, not wanting to let go yet.
"Wait, babydoll, is that a cake I see here?"
You slowly nodded and his smile widened, letting you go completly.
"You don't deserve cake right now, don't think that one hug will make you innocent, Dabi!"
"But it's my birthday, I think I really do deserve it." beamed blue-eyed man. "Oi, did you write Happy birthday daddy on it, doll?"
Your cheeks turned poppy-red.
"It's happy birthday Dabi, you blind fuck."
"Mm, I think I like the first option better."
You smacked his hand playfully. He could be so smug, when he wanted.
"Unpack the gift, then you'll get some cake." you ordered, taking neatly wrapped box and giving it to him.
Dabi didn't waste any time admiring all the hard work you put into wrapping it (and you tried to wrap it for really fucking lot, because gift wrapping was a pain in the ass) and just tore off the paper, opening the box and revealing it's content.
There was a neatly folded jacket there. It wasn't as tacky as the one he was currently wearing and didn't look as if it was made in the dark by a blind tailor.
"A jacket, love? Is it because you have a great foresight, or because you just like to steal my sweaters to the point that there arent't any left in my closet?"
"You can't prove anything, staple-face."
He grinned, taking a better look at the jacket. It was a simple, long black jacket with a few decorative staples on it.
"A great sense of humour, doll."
"Knew you would like it." you nodded, smugly.
Then you both ate the cake, that wasn't really tasty, but wasn't that bad either. Dabi straight up said it tasted like shit, but ate every single bite of his piece.
You put on a horror movie you liked and Dabi didn't even argue anymore, maybe wanting to make-up for worrying you. You rested your head on his shoulder and he put his arm around your waist, pulling you closer and not even five minutes into the movie he was out like a light. You smiled, looking at him, a little bit of cake icing on his lips, that were slightly open.
It wasn't perfect, the relationship with Dabi. It was worry, it was arguments, it was tears, but it was also happiness and moments like these... Well, moments like these made you remember why you fell in love with a villain.
"Happy birthday, Dabi." you quietly whispered, kissing his forehead and closing your eyes, feeling his warmth against your body.
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I just took a DNA test, turns out I’m 100% that bitch
hoLY SHIT-
this chapter hit like a wall (yes a wall) and like Dabi is Touya reveal? Hello?
Plus everyone is hating on Hawks calling him a chicken-fuck and all that but I will remind you that he had to do it and Dabi has fault in it too since he made Jin overuse his quirk
And why is everyone declaring Jin dead?! Like I know hes very likely dead but theres a %5 chance he isnt so ima keep my hopes up
And finally please stop hating Keigo he did hurt Jin (which im a little angry to him for) but he doesnt deserve the hate guys pls
and one last thing
yeEt
This is awesome 🥰💕😎
Night Patrols
Til the clouds turn gold and purple again.
6 self-insert variations of NSFW Dabi from BnHA. Not a personal fan of the crusty boy but I hope you all enjoy! SPOILERS for anime-only fans past the first three pictures! If you haven’t reached my Tik Tok, @nightly_uwus, check it out please!
I’m sorry if I couldn’t accommodate for your specific skin colors, hit me up on IG if you want to tailor it to be more specific if you want to repost!
Okay, I am going to admit it...I am on a Dabi kick right now. I mean, look at him! Doesn't that just scream at you to hug him and tell him he's pretty? It does to me!
Dabi...this is me liking Dabi...and Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Madara; it WILL happen again though, I am certain of it!
Oh my, that's lovely... I love this work of art! All credit goes to the artist, I am simply re-blogging this to show those that do/will follow me a magnificent masterpiece of Dabi art!
Its like being beckoned by the devil…
(Dicks out version can be seen on my patreon for just $2 a month!)
Another image of the hottest villain EVER! It doesn't matter what color his hair is, he looks good regardless! Tell me though, which color do you prefer?
OMXL!!!! Dabi's English voice is amazing! So nice, and it fits him too! Love this villain SO much!
Time for some DabiDeku fanart (as rare as it is) Man, I wish I could draw something OTHER than stick figures...