do you ever feel victimized by fanfic authors when you make them fanart and then they give YOU compliments and you try to give THEM compliments and its a vicious cycle??? ♥♥ ft. @nicolareed
kidnapper: we have your son
hiddleston: i dont have a son
kidnapper: then who just asked for warm chocolate milk and made us cut the crusts off his sandwich?
hiddleston: oh my god you guys have tom holland.
8/28/20
Y/n: The stars are beautiful tonight
Thor: indeed
Y/n: You know who else is beautiful?
Thor(blushing): Who?
Y/n: Loki
Loki(emerging from the bushes): HA! I TOLD YOU BROTHER
Butterfly Kisses and Arson
A Dabi x Reader Multi Part Series
Part 3
(Art by @axerrri !! Go give them some love cause they are now the official artist for this series!)
Hope you guys didn't hate me too much for part two! Hopefully this makes up for it ;)
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After almost a year after not seeing him you hadn't let him cross your mind for your own good. You knew that if you let him slip into your head... He'd plague your heart again too. When you had forced him away that night it had hurt your heart as badly as a breakup. It kinda was wasn't it?
You had forced yourself to move on and forgot about the boy with the cobalt eyes and the breath taking smirk.
It had only been three months since you and Hawks had made things official. All it took was one social media post about the two of you and the drama started to roll in. Something you weren't personally a fan of. Being a pro hero meant you'd have all eyes on you already, but being a pro hero couple? That was a breeding ground for rumors and bullshit you had never signed up for. Not to mention, he wasn't entirely there majority of the time. You found that every time you kissed the messy haired blonde you found yourself wishing for those scarred lips that now plagued your heart with pain. You had wondered if Hawks had remembered your old playmate. You never brought it up. His name bitter on your tongue.
When you had woken up next to the crimson winged hero one morning you felt sick to your stomach. You never wanted it to be like this. So, you left without a word or a note.
Your walk of shame that morning to your apartment was something you'd never forget. You couldn't understand why you hated this all so much... Yet, you knew exactly why.
He just wasn't Touya. You wanted Touya.
You pushed down the thoughts as you tried to swallow the terrible taste in your mouth. When you got home you were greeted by the sound of a bottle breaking. You guessed dad was in another mood before turning back out the door and heading to the nearest bar. Day drinking wasn't really your thing, but after today it might as well be.
Sad fact is... Now even after the sun had set you were still in your seat. The normal nightly patrons came and went. You were tired of being there and payed your tab before heading out and taking the alleyway to get home faster. You looked at your phone with all the messages from Hawks. 54 missed calls? He never called. 13 texts of him saying "Hello?". He should have taken the hint.
Your thoughts cut out and we're intruded by the sound of coughing. Suddenly a blue light shine from the corner.
Your heart stopped as you stared at him. When his eyes met yours all of the pain and emotions wash away. You felt your lips curl into a smile.
"Hey doll, I was just on my-"
You ran into his arms as you held him tightly.
"Don't leave me again... I need you with me."
You heard his heart speed up as he slowly wrapped his arms around you.
"I promise I won't." His voice was incredibly soft.
You let the tears fall. You wanted them to fall. You missed him. When you finally got the strength to pull back you were greeted by his bright cobalt eyes almost shining as they stared at you.
"I love you Y/N"
You stared at him and smiled brighter before pulling him into a kiss. The feeling of his scarred lips was something you had only dreamed about. And they were exactly what you wanted. What you had dreamed for. Neither of you pulled away anytime soon. By the time you had broke for air his hands were holding your waist close to him.
"I love you too. Don't leave again... Please. I don't want to lose you again. It hurt so bad Touya. I just-"
He put one of his long fingers to your lips.
"I get it baby doll. I'm not mad. I understood why you said what you did... But a hero shouldn't be in love with a Villian."
You frowned. "I don't want to be a hero knowing you are a villian..."
That's all it took for a grin to show on his face.
"Then I have a place for you... Right with me..."
Taglist: @potatotiingz @squishy-jellyfish
PLEASE DONT REPOST
I spent a lot of time on this ;-;
Did someone order a soft dabi?
pov: dabi finally confesses to you during a mental breakdown
I'm a simp
You should probably know how to avoid injuries from drawing
i tried to draw xiao
I fucking cried while reading this. It really helped. This seriously warmed my heart. Thank you so so much ♥️ and I'm glad to be working with you too
Warnings: This story talks about self harm. If this is not for you. PLEASE DO NOT READ. If you complain I'll block you. We are not doing that whole back and fourth because you couldn't read a warning label.
The dripping of some leaking pipe was all she could hear as she was lost in her own thoughts. Mindlessly, she was wrapping some bandages around her blood-soaked forearms with a small sigh of relief to have stopped the bleeding early enough. She muttered to herself about getting some peroxide to keep with her in case of things like this. Her inky black hair slowly fell in strands into her view as she made work of cleaning up the last bit of the self-inflicted burns. Her crimson eyes paired with dark rings of weeks with little to no sleep. Another sigh pushed from her lips. This time more of a yawn as she fumbled with the medical tape. Cursing softly at the white object in her hand.
“You know you’ll just hurt that tape’s feelings if you keep calling it names. Then it really won’t want to work, Doll.”
Her eyes shot up to see Dabi standing in the doorway. His head tilted up slightly as he looked down at her. Eyeing her forearms with a strange look in his eyes.
“Was that from you or a fight?”
She only looked down and continued to work on her wounds. It wasn’t that she hated him. If anything, it was the polar opposite, but she wasn’t a fan of having him worry over her or fuss about anything. He took this silence as a challenge to get her to speak. Slowly she heard his boots clunking on the ground as he made his way towards her. Her moved down so that he was level with where she was sitting. Eyeing her wounds closer now. His gaze melting into worry as he brought his eyes up to meet hers.
“Axeri, why didn’t you tell me something was wrong? I would have helped you.” His voice was barely above a whisper as he took the tap from her and slowly used the cloth, she had next to her to clean out the wounds better.
It was only a flood gate of tears from her as he spoke. Her voice cracking as she watched him ever so carefully tend to her self harm with the utmost care.
“I-I didn’t want to bother you. You seemed so busy and I didn’t want to push this all on you!”
He stayed silent as he looked back up at her. Shaking his head as he finally wrapped her up, pressing a soft kiss the white bandages before placing one on her forehead. His hands moving up to her cheeks to carefully wipe away her tears.
“Well, I’m sorry if I’ve ever made you think I wouldn’t drop everything to make sure you were okay. Axeri, I love you. I’m your boyfriend. I want to help you but if you don’t tell me you need it...” He swallowed hard. Looking away a bit as he sighed. “What if one day you don’t tell me and I don’t find you patching up the wounds.” He shook off the thought and held her tightly. His body heat spreading to her and comforting her as she tried to stop her tears.
“I-I’m so sorry Dabi.”
“Don’t say you are sorry. Demons make us do some crazy things, but all I ask is you come to me when those demons start to get to be too much.”
“I promise I’ll try-”
“No Axeri... You have to come to me. Never think you’d be a bother or that you’d annoy me. It would hurt so fucking much to lose the one good thing I have in this world because she thought I was going to think she was a bother... So please, doll.” His voice was filled with so much pain and pleading as he held her tighter in his arms.
She stared at him. Her red eyes still flooding with tears as she finally gave in and wrapped her arms around him. Gripping onto his jacket tightly as she buried her face into his chest.
“I promise I will.”
He let out a sigh of relief before kissing the top of her head. “That’s a good girl... Now c’mon... Let’s go get something to eat yeah? I know you haven’t eaten much. Then we’ll go nap a bit. You need to rest and eat or those wounds will be a bitch to heal.”
She tried to protest. Only to be met by Dabi’s gaze.
“Don’t try and fight it. Now c’mon beautiful. I’ll make you some food. Or we can order out. Whichever you prefer.”
That’s when he smiled. Something that always stopped her in her tracks. Not his sadistic smile. Not his cocky smile, but his true smile.
“Let’s go for takeout. I know I’m suicidal but not that much that I’d eat your food.” She teased. A small smile erupted from her lips.
Dabi let out a fake appalled gasp and pulled her into a soft and slow kiss. “How dare you... “
The rest of the night Dabi was true to his word. Getting her food and watching a movie with her as they ate. Only to have her fall asleep with her bowl still in her lap as she leaned against his shoulder. Skillfully he put the bowls on the table and carried her up to her room. Laying her down and cuddling up next to her. Holding her close and whispering softly to her about the many reasons he loved her, and how she was wanted in the world.
Little would he have known was that she had woken up when he carried her into the room. Hearing every word, he spoke. Taking each word to heart.
(I hope you enjoyed it dude. I really loved writing it. ☺️❤️)
19.9.20
New oc drawing. Felt like drawing a dynamic pose so here it is folks