She/They ⭑ 23 ⭑ Bi ⭑ ♌ ⭑ Dabi My Love ⭑ My AO3🌙💜: https://archiveofourown.org/users/MoonChild701
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It’s been awhile since Dabi’s been the star of Shirtless Thursday with @magawaan so here he is in all his tattooed bad boy to drool over glory
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Yes we're on the same page!!
I just had a thought. An epiphany if you will.
So I saw a pic of Kuroo and Kenma from Haikyuu and I was slapped with the realization that they're what ShigaDabi would've been like if they grew up normally and went to school together.
Kenma & Shiggy with their games for starters, and Kuroo and Touya with their annoying but loveable best friend vibe
Do we see the vision??? Or am I just yapping?
@angelblueflame @isabeauwolf
Dabi: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.
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Au where Tomura gets to heal and nothing happened to mon :) Something cozy to make me happy~
Screaming, crying, sobbing, throwing up, clawing at the walls, scratching at the floors, gnawing on the bars of my enclosure
@isabeauwolf @angelblueflame
Some Good Old Fashion Schmaltz, a Post Canon-AU because I can't believe we didn't get to see how Touya's storyline ended
normally i don't go in for sentimentality, but I feel like my faves deserve it!! idk this is kind of closer to the type of ending i was hoping for. Rehabilitation, basically! everyones putting their talents to use fixing the world. making amends. with their friends. getting the healthcare and support they need. ET CETERA idk i just really wanted this
(my apologies to Tomura, you were here in spirit. literally)
Yes!! This exact vibe!! And same Kuroo has been my fave too, almost immediately after seeing him holy shit
Mon🥺🥺 Naw I'm gonna cry toooo😭😭
I just had a thought. An epiphany if you will.
So I saw a pic of Kuroo and Kenma from Haikyuu and I was slapped with the realization that they're what ShigaDabi would've been like if they grew up normally and went to school together.
Kenma & Shiggy with their games for starters, and Kuroo and Touya with their annoying but loveable best friend vibe
Do we see the vision??? Or am I just yapping?
@angelblueflame @isabeauwolf
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dabi's truama is the craziest thing ever to me. think about it. this boy woke up full of rage and hate and kept it locked inside instead of going absolutely batshit crazy. mentally he was THIRTEEN and had no parents, no food, no roof over his head, nothing. he had to learn how to survive all on his own, and i think his hate for his father really manifested on nights he'd go to bed hungry and time he'd spend missing his mom and siblings :( think abt this poor baby who was scared and wanted to go home but simply couldn't, all because his abuser had torn his family apart and left him lost and confused. he had to learn how terrible the world really was first hand at such a young age, and i know that ruined him. he HAD to get smart, he HAD to steal, he HAD to become a villain because he'd die if he didn't. his father created a monster and deep down, touya must have hated his dad and blamed endeavor entirely for turning him into dabi
I just had a thought. An epiphany if you will.
So I saw a pic of Kuroo and Kenma from Haikyuu and I was slapped with the realization that they're what ShigaDabi would've been like if they grew up normally and went to school together.
Kenma & Shiggy with their games for starters, and Kuroo and Touya with their annoying but loveable best friend vibe
Do we see the vision??? Or am I just yapping?
@angelblueflame @isabeauwolf
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I don't know how to even begin to articulate how down bad I am for Artist Touya
I need him expeditiously.
art student!touya headcanons bc why not can you tell that i love artsy people?
tw: smoking and getting high, touya is a loser but we all already know that
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touya had no idea what to do with himself after high school. he chose studying art, because it seemed to be easy lmao he also really wanted to piss of endeavor
after college he wants to be a tattoo artist (who’s surprised?)
touya who’s working at your local record store and always trying to start a conversation with you about the albums you buy. in his head, he has a whole ass plan to make you swoon but, in reality, all he manages to do is asking you if you like this band and recommending you some new music he thinks you might like
you giggle everytime he stumbles over his words and thank him, assuring you’ll check out his recommendations. and oh boyy he’s whipped. he even started thinking that maybe you are trying to seduce him
he literally doesn’t know the difference between being simply friendly and flirting. he’s delusional, he’s stupid
(he rejected so many people that were hitting on him, because he thought they were just being nice to him. but with you, oh that’s a different story)
you and touya met through keigo who was done with listening touya talk about his pretty customer. you’ll probably never forget his face when he realized his best friend is also friends with his crush
after that you two started talking more. he’s still so painfully awkward, because this man has no idea how to talk to you
bold over text, super awkward in person. that’s it
before keigo introduced you to him, touya only annoyed takami with his constant monologue about you. but now? everyone falls his victim. his roommate? shigaraki got too many warnings about way too high volume on his headphones and he still can hear touya’s yapping. his family? shouto and natsuo start throwing at touya every object that just happens to be near them, whenever your name leaves their big brothers lips. fuyumi just asks him when he’s gonna ask you out and he shuts up as fast as he opened his mouth. and his coworkers? spinner daily fights the urge to get high before work but he doesn’t want to get fired, so he’s forced to keep up with touya sober. the only person that enjoys his yapping is toga, which isn’t very surprising, really. she forces touya to listen to her talk about ochako in exchange tho
and don’t even get me started on his drawings. his sketchbook is filled with you. every. single. page. he doodles you every time he gets ahold of something that can write
“todoroki, for the love of god, could you stop drawing your girlfriend on my desk?” keigo showed you that doodle. at some point he also told you about touya’s crush on you. he’ll complain about touya’s constantly running mouth, but he’s a noisy bitch as well. a match made in hell
you often bump into touya at random parties keigo or rumi take you to. and everytime that happens you two decide to leave your friends and go on a side quest. later you need to explain to your friends why they can’t find you anywhere at the party. you should’ve informed them beforehand but in touya’s presence it’s easy to forget about the surrounding you world
especially, when he finally gets comfortable with you. there’s so many topics he wants to discuss with you, he literally can’t shut his mouth. you might never get a chance to kiss him
takes you with him whenever he goes making graffiti. cmon he would do that
touya secretly wishes you would model for him. but he will never admit to that
deep late night talks while sharing a cig or blunt? god please. all you have to do is text him that you found this new spot with a cool view and he’s already under your window
he invites you over to listen to the new cd he bought. he collects cds argue with the wall. he’ll be also very offended if you don’t invite him over to listen to the album you bought
don’t worry he’ll get over it quickly, he’ll be very petty about it tho
at first, when you asked him if you could see his art he refused. he’s shy yk. especially considering the fact that most of his sketches are of you. touya eventually showed you his art when you told him about that doodle on keigos desk. he ghosted you for hours after that, because he thought you’ll make fun of him </33
has like 5 different playlists made for you. all consisting different music genres and for different occasions. one is full of songs you recommended him. other is filled with songs that remind him of you. you guys also share a playlist, which is a mix of your favorite songs and is a total chaos
touya doesn’t have a license nor his own car (duh), so when he asks you if you’re up for a ride it means that you’re going to drive and he’ll just sit there, looking pretty and play music
getting high with touya is… interesting. he gets really clingy and all philosophical. so many what if questions. rumi has a couple of videos of your conversations from the times you two got high at your place. she says she’s going to play them at your wedding
“hear me out on beetlejuice” high off his ass touya, after you came up with a genius idea of watching beetlejuice
touya keeps complaining about you spending more time at the store and distracting him but we all know he doesn’t mind. maybe expect those moments when you talk shit about him with toga and spinner
you also have a bet if those two teenagers that keep having dates at the store will end up together. you think that the blonde boy has a chance, while touya well… he says that the girl’s to cool for this guy
if you two can’t meet, he’ll just call instead. probably, on some ungodly hour, because his sleeping schedule is nonexistent. will insist on not hanging up when you want to go to sleep. he promises that he’ll end up the call, since he’s going to stay up a little bit longer. and he always forgets about that. one time you got woken up by rei, trying to get touya out of bed
he definitely had planned the first kiss. the thing is — he never had a chance to use his plan. mostly because he was waiting for the perfect moment. you were the one who kissed him. during one of your many late night rides, while you were sitting in your car in some empty parking lot. he was taking about something, you can’t remember what it was, his eyes shining as he was explaining, streetlamps light falling on his face and making him look even prettier then usual. if it was even possible, because it’s touya we’re talking about, the pretty boy cmon. you almost felt bad about interrupting him. but he didn’t seem to mind when he practically crushed you between him and your cars door
after that he thanked you, like he didn’t took your breath away a second ago
so many handmade gifts !!!
art museum dates. holding hands, talking about your favorite artists and pieces, standing in front of the artwork and discussing its meaning, touya explaining you different techniques. either that or pointing at the weirdest medieval animals and saying “you”
i said that once and i’ll say it again. he’s your trained photographer
he’ll also gladly turn into your editor
will touch you on purpose if his hands are dirty from painting. annoying bastard
definitely will become your human canvas if you’ll get bored and want to draw on him. touya will try his best not to wash it down during shower. he might even skip shower, who knows
obviously, touya has piercings and tattoos because it’s touya
and yes, he lets you color his tattoos, duh
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no way i finally wrote sth (nobody gives a shit girl)
im working on sth a little bigger i promise
yes i sneaked a little togachako here can you blame me?
and yes thats jirou and denki, they have record store dates
projecting as always im trying to manifest a bf thru this silly posts
or a crush at least
btw touya and keigo definitely made out at some point im just sayin
The aftermath of your little encounter with GhostfaceSukuna on halloween’s night (•‿•◍)
Uncropped and hq on P@treon
Merry Christmas to meee🥵🥵
I Got a Goth Santa Boy for Christmas! - A Dabi x Reader Fanfic
You ask Santa for a hot goth guy to fuck you stupid. Dabi shows up at your door.
Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. Dabi as Santa’s Helper. Spanking. Degradation. Humiliation. Squirting. Faint Praise.
Dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more!
Part of CandyCandy’s Kinkmas 2024!
It’s Christmas Eve, a little before midnight, when you hear a knock at your door. You’d just settled in with a mug of hot cocoa and a blanket on the couch, ready to watch looping classic Christmas cartoons as you fall asleep. But before Santa can even begin bullying poor Rudolph, you get interrupted.
Sighing as you peel the blanket off and sit down your mug, you wonder who could be knocking on your door at this hour. You went to a small Christmas party at a friend’s house earlier today, but if you’d left something there they would have just texted you, right?
The knocking is getting insistent as you reach the door. “Alright already!” you yell as you unfasten the lock and swing the door open. “Stop knocking so loud on Chris-“
Your voice dies in your throat, because what you find on the other side of the door is a very strange sight indeed.
It’s a man in a bizarre Santa suit. The parts that should be red are jet black, and the edges of the coat are frayed and stitched at odd angles. He’s wearing black gloves and boots, both a little too stylized and a little too shiny leather to fit the Santa look. His hair, what you can see of it beneath the black Santa hat, is snowy white and his eyes are bright blue. He has piercings dotting his face and ears, but what strikes you most of all are his scars.
Rich purple burn scars cover the lower half of his face and form half circles under his eyes. They contrast beautifully with the blue, making his eyes seem to glow.
He’s gorgeous. And he’s so very much your type that if a friend saw him out in public, they’d snap a photo of him and send it to you.
You finally find your voice again. “Uh, can I help you?”
He looks at you with an almost bored expression. “Yeah, I heard a naughty little slut lives here. That you?”
Your jaw nearly drops. “Excuse me?!”
“Oh? Did I get the wrong place again?” he asks, pulling an electronic tablet from his coat and tapping the screen to turn it on. He looks from the screen to your face, then holds the tablet out for you to see. “This is you, right?”
On the screen is a picture of you with your name and address beneath it. “That’s me,” you say, “but I’m not a slut!”
He pulls back the tablet and taps the screen a few times. “Really? We got this letter from you. ‘Dear Santa, send me a hot goth guy to fuck me stupid for Christmas!’ Didn’t you write that?”
Your face immediately burns with embarrassment. You did write that. As a joke. And you never showed it to anyone, much less mailed it. How the hell did this stranger get ahold of it?!
You cross your arms defensively. “Even if I did write that, as a joke, it doesn’t mean I’m a slut!”
He taps more on the tablet. “Maybe not, but Santa’s surveillance network is pretty good. We’ve got these videos of you playing with yourself every night.”
“WHAT?!”
Suddenly you hear sounds coming from the tablet, your own voice moaning and crying out in pleasure. The stranger grins, and you can see him using his fingers on the screen to zoom in on something.
“Wow, look at you go! If this ain’t a horny little slut, I don’t know what is!”
You lunge forward, trying to grab the tablet, but he jerks it out of your reach, holding it up high. On the screen, you can see your own fingers rubbing your clit. “Turn it off!” you scream, absolutely mortified that this hot guy is seeing something so private. How did he get these videos?!
“Oh? Gettin’ worked up?” he asks, laughing as you continue trying to grab the device.
“I’m not a slut,” you yell out, “I’m still a virgin!”
Both of you freeze. Did you just yell that out to a complete stranger? He’s staring at you, the video still playing, your cries reaching a crescendo as you cum on screen. His eyes flick back to the tablet. “Holy fuck. Never seen a virgin squirt like that!”
You feel tears stinging your eyes. You glare at him in silence for a moment, then step back into your apartment and slam the door in his face.
“Hey, don’t be like that!” you hear him shout through the door. “I’m your present! You asked for me, right?”
“I didn’t ask to be humiliated!” you yell back.
You hear him sigh. “Look, it’s not a big deal, okay? You’ve been good enough to get your wish granted, but Santa thinks you’re spending’ too much time flickin’ the bean. I’m supposed to punish you, but in a fun way, yeah?”
“What do you mean, in a fun way?”
His voice is sultry as it glides into your ear. “Let me in, and you’ll find out.”
You stand there facing the door, having a full on mental debate. Should you let him in? He’s an asshole, but he’s fucking gorgeous. You’ve been wanting to lose your virginity for a while now, and you have the hottest guy you’ve ever seen at your door, ready to do the deed. But how did he get your letter, and those videos?
Oh shit. Santa Clause is real. And this guy works for him.
Once you accept that, everything else starts to make sense. The guy seeming to be tailor made to fit your taste, him knowing all about you, the way he’s dressed.
So he’s your present from Santa?
You take a deep breath, then open the door. He’s sitting cross-legged on the floor, his back against the opposite wall in the hallway. He looks up at the sound of the door opening and gets to his feet.
“I have a question,” you say, a little uneasily. You’re still grappling with the fact that this guy has watched you masturbate.
He dusts off his black Santa suit. “Yeah? What is it?”
“Did they make you do this?”
He tilts his head and frowns. “They?”
“Whoever you work for. Santa or the elves or whatever.”
He bursts out laughing then. “No, doll, the elves ain’t whorin’ me out. I volunteered after they showed me those videos!”
You look up at him. “Really?”
“Yeah. Got me all riled up. And besides, those little fuckers can’t make me do anything,” he says, a smirk on his handsome face.
That’s a relief to hear. You don’t want to do this with someone who’s here against their will.
“So?” he asks, blue eyes gleaming. “You want your present or not?”
You step back inside your doorway and to the side, gesturing for him to come in. You can barely look at him as he walks into your apartment. You’ve fantasized about something like this for years, and you’re certainly horny enough, but now it’s actually happening. Just thinking about it makes you nervous.
He doesn’t say anything as he follows you to your bedroom, but once there he glances at the bed and grins. “There’s a familiar spot!”
You grimace. “Please stop reminding me of that!”
“Why?” he asks, his eyes not so subtly sliding up and down your form. “You were hot as fuck in those videos.”
The comment makes you blush. Did he really like watching you? Still, you’d rather forget all about that. “Let’s just pretend that never happened, okay?”
He shrugs, standing near your bed. “Okay, so do you wanna unwrap your present now?”
Before you even answer, he’s opening up his furry black Santa coat, revealing no shirt underneath. Oh god, the scars are all over his body, making such a lurid patchwork. You can’t take your eyes off them.
He sits down on your bed and pats his thigh. “Come sit on Santa’s lap,” he says.
You cross over to him, your candy cane striped socks making no noise at all on the carpeted floor. You’re wearing a red tank top and green pajama shorts. Nothing fancy or sexy but it’s not like you expected any of this to happen.
When you get close enough, he suddenly grabs your hand and pulls you over, so that you’re laying across his lap, face down. Your ass is slightly raised in the air, and you squirm a bit in surprise.
“H-hey!” you shout, trying to wiggle off him, but one of his hands is gripping your thighs while the other is holding your back down.
“I gotta punish this naughty little slut before we have fun,” he says as the hand on your thighs slides up, over your ass, and then hooks a thumb into the waistband of your shorts and panties. In one smooth motion he pulls them both down, exposing your ass and leaving the fabric around your knees.
You squirm around in his lap, making a show of struggling, but the truth is that you’re more turned on than you’ve ever been in your life. He raises one hand in the air, then brings it back down in a harsh slap to your ass that makes you yelp.
“How many do you think you deserve?” he asks, then brings down his hand again.
You’re trying to keep from moaning, clamping one hand over your mouth, hoping he doesn’t notice how wet you are.
Another slap. “Come on, answer the question!”
You move your hand from your mouth. “Ahh, I don’t… know!”
He laughs. “Well, tell me how naughty you’ve been and we’ll figure it out.”
Another slap. “I’ve been… very naughty!” you squeak out.
“I can see that,” he says as his fingers slide down, between your legs. “What naughty things have you been doing?”
“Y-you already know!” you cry out, your voice shuddering as his fingers probe your wet folds.
“Yeah, but you gotta say it, doll.”
His hand withdraws from your pussy, and you feel another slap, this time to the backs of your thighs.
“I… I masturbate too much!” you blurt out, feeling your face burn.
Another slap. Is it your imagination, or does his hand feel unusually warm?
“Such a dirty little slut,” he says, giving your ass another slap. “So how many whacks does that deserve?”
“Uh… ten?”
You’re too embarrassed to look at his face, but you can practically hear the grin when he says, “Ten? Goin’ a little easy on yourself, huh doll?”
He gives your ass a firm squeeze, and you bite back another moan. Why is his hand so hot? And why is this making you so wet?
“Well, whatever,” he says. “Ten it is. One…”
Another whack, and you twist in his lap to look back at him now. “One? You’ve already given me a bunch!”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t countin’ those.”
You groan and bury your face in the nearby pillow on your bed. If this keeps up, you’re gonna cum right here, while being spanked.
The next nine whacks go by with you biting your knuckles, whimpering from the strain of holding back. You refuse to cum in this position, even when he pauses halfway through to rub your sore ass and dip his fingers into your quivering pussy again.
When all ten whacks are given, he suddenly flips you onto your back on the bed, making you wince when your raw bottom collided with the mattress. Before you can complain, he jerks your shorts and panties off your ankles, pulls your legs apart, and moves between them. “Ready for the fun part?” he asks, leaning down, licking his lips.
Oh god. You’re so ready. But you’re afraid you’ll make some embarrassing sound if you speak now, so you nod emphatically.
Then, all at once, his face is in your pussy, his tongue parting your folds and circling your clit. Your body arches off the bed, your legs spreading wider automatically. Your breaths come quicker, shaky and hitching.
His tongue feels so much better than your fingers! You’ve never felt anything like this, so warm and wet and moving expertly over the little nub. When his thumb takes over for a moment, rubbing your clit in a slightly rougher way, your legs begin to tremble.
He’s looking up at you from between your thighs. “Gonna squirt for me like you did in the videos?”
“N-no!” you say, trying desperately to contain yourself.
His thumb rubs upward on your clit, pushing back the hood, making you almost buck off the bed. “Show me how dirty you can be, naughty girl,” he says, then lets his tongue go back to work.
You can’t stand it any longer. It just feels too good. You let out a cry as you cum, squirting all over him in the process. You squeeze your eyes shut and throw your head back against the pillow, your body spasming with pleasure. Once fully spent and panting, you gather your nerve and look down.
His face is glistening, your juices dripping from his chin. He’s licking his lips and grinning back at you.
Face burning, you grab your own pillow and pull it over to hide your humiliated expression. But the man gently tugs it out of your grasp. “Don’t hide,” he says. “You look real cute right now.”
You slowly open your eyes. “I do?”
“Yeah. Now how about I give you the rest of your present?” he asks, drawing back on his knees and unbuckling his black leather belt.
Oh god. It’s happening. You’re equal parts scared and excited as he opens his pants. You’ve never seen a dick in person before, though you’ve seen plenty in porn. This one is, surprisingly, very pretty. The piercings dotting it catch the light in such a lovely way, and the small patches of scar tissue contrast with his pale skin.
He leaves on the open Santa coat as he pushes his black pants down his hips and pulls your lower half into his lap. He lines himself up, then slowly pushes in.
You feel yourself stretching to accommodate him, and there’s a bit of a sting, but not as bad as you’ve imagined while pleasuring yourself. When he starts thrusting lightly, the friction feels good. You can feel the cool metal of the piercings and the warm heat of his hard cock as it slides in and out of you, going deeper each time.
When he finally gets all the way in, his tip pressing against your cervix, you gasp at the fullness, at feeling him so deeply within you.
You’re losing your virginity to a guy who works for Santa, whose name you don’t even know. But it feels so amazing, you don’t care. You clamp onto him, throwing your arms around his neck as he pounds into you.
You hear his voice at your ear. “This what you wanted for Christmas, doll?”
“Yes!” you cry out, gripping him harder, not wanting to ever let him go.
He’s practically slamming into you now, your whole body jerking with his thrusts. You’re holding yourself up off the bed by clinging to his neck, and he’s got one hand on the back of your head, cradling it as he fucks you. His other hand, which had been holding your hip steady, slides down between your bodies and finds your clit. He gives it a pinch, and you moan, your mouth pressed against his collarbone.
Now he’s rubbing small circles into it with his fingertips, and you know you can’t last much longer. Your body is already quivering again, on the edge of release.
He gives a few more especially deep thrusts while his fingers continue stroking your clit, and you come undone. The orgasm smashes into you, making you scream out as the pleasure washes over you.
Almost immediately after, as if he were waiting for you, the man cums inside you, clenching his teeth as he shoots his load into your waiting pussy.
Your arms slide from his neck, and he lowers you to the bed. It takes you a long moment to catch your breath, during which he pulls out of you and buttons his pants.
“Your name,” you mumble, still dazed.
He looks at you. “Huh?”
“What’s your name?”
He hesitates, looks away, then mutters, “Touya.”
You laugh weakly. “I thought all Santa’s helpers were elves.”
He sits down on the edge of your bed. “Most of ‘em are. I’m a special case.”
You raise up, pulling a sheet over yourself. “Special how?”
He grins. “This is my community service, to make up for all my fuckups when I was alive.”
Your eyes widen. “Are you… dead?”
He laughs at your reaction. “Nah, dead isn’t the right term for it. ‘Between lives’ works better.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I was on the naughty list in my previous life. Did a whole lot of bad shit,” he replies, looking a little nostalgic. “So I got an offer. Do some good deeds for a while and start my next life with a clean slate.”
“How long is a while?” you ask.
“Sixty-five years,” he says.
You shoot straight up in bed. “That long?!”
He laughs again. “It’s not so bad! I help out at the workshop a few months a year and spend the off season ice skating with elves.”
You stare at him for a moment. “Are you, uh, allowed to leave the workshop?”
His eyes slide over to your face. “Why? You want me to come visit you?”
You’re immediately flustered. “No! I mean… maybe. If you want to.”
He stands up and leans over you, kissing you on the cheek. “You’re really cute right now,” he says, then straightens up and heads for your door. Before he leaves, he looks back at you. “We’re pretty bored up there around Valentine’s Day. Maybe I’ll come see you.”
You find yourself smiling. “I’d like that.”
He raises his hand in a casual wave as he walks out, saying, “Merry Christmas!”
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I just had thee most delicious KFC Cruncher Sandwich
It was heavenly
It was the crunchiest Cruncher I've ever crunched.
Like, I've had it plenty of times, but this was downright divine.
10/10
Raw, next question
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Oh wow it somehow got worse! I'm gonna go sob into my pillow now thx ✌🏾🥹
Here are some bnha ending implications about the League of Villains that drive me crazy:
We don't know if Touya thought Spinner and Mr. Compress were dead too.
Tomura never knew Twice was dead.
Touya and Tomura never knew that Toga tried to shapeshift into them and cried 'cause she couldn't :(
Mr. Compress last saw the LOV while he was trying to save them / help them reach a safe place. Next thing he was told is that most of them were dead.
Even if Touya was still alive long enough for Spinner to publish his book/comic, I doubt someone read it to Touya.
Since Toga showed up as Twice in the final battle, we don't know if Giran was aware of Twice being dead previous to that occasion or if he thinks Twice died at war there.
Although Kurogiri said that Tomura's friends were waiting for him, Tomura never saw his friends again.
They don't even know Tomura considered them his friends.
They don't know that part of the reason why Tomura died is because between the offer to change and forget his friend or stay behind and keep their memories, Tomura refused to be anything else but the villain's hero.
Most of them didn't get to hear Compress revealing his identity.
Toga "died" happily to save a friend, just like Twice did for her.
The last time most of the LOV saw Tomura, he wasn't himself / was possessed by AFO.
While the LOV's job was to sacrifice their lives for Tomura, it ended up being the other way around. Tomura died in their names and they got to die however they wanted.
Touya doesn't know Toga kept his words in her heart and got to smile again <3
All of them were doomed by the narrative.
The League of Villains has by far some of the most painful or torturous deaths in the whole series.
The villains have far better healing technology 'cause they somehow managed to save Dabi from being almost completely burnt, while he was doomed to die after the bnha finale.
Being part of the LOV was the highlight of most of its members lives.
Tomura probably doesn't know how much Kurogiri saw him as his own son.
Kurogiri probably doesn't know how much Tomura loved him, despite hiding it.
Spinner was probably never told Tomura's real story, so his version of the story will be forever incomplete. Even when he's Tomura's canon best friend.
Tomura saw his family die in front of him as a kid, but he died far away from all his friends.
Touya probably thought he was the last one of them to die.
Despite being called weak all his life, Spinner has to carry the burden of being the one and only last survival of the LOV.
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Chapter 77: It's Okay
Ugh he's so prettyyyyyy
I’ve seen some spectacular snark coming from the case of the dead CEO, but the one in response to the request for the public’s help in finding the culprit “Sorry, snitchs get stitches and that might not be covered by my insurance.” Is among the best.
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The fact that in this scene he yells this is the reason he 'created Shouto,' effectively declaring on camera that he had a child for the purpose of creating an ideal Quirk hybridization to succeed him, and nobody had anything to say about that baffles the mind.
And everybody heard it because the guy is loud as hell and Present Mic awkwardly reacted to what he said.
And I think this might be the biggest tell in the ‘shut your eyes, shut your mouth, the Pros can do no wrong’ corruption narrative that had so much potential for exploration in the plot.
But since there wasn't much in the way of exploration, I'll just console myself with the headcanon this was the moment that set Dabi off more than Stain's final stand. I like to imagine he was drinking at a bar and watching the UA Sports Festival out of morbid curiosity to see where his brother was at, and then choked on his drink when Endeavor started yelling this freakishly controversial statement.
"Fucking yells it in front of everyone? Did anyone else think that was strange?!"
Cue the war path.
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Omegaverse AU
Excuse me while I go sob into my pillow
“Finally a star.”
spread I did for the @backdraftzine
I want them expeditiously 😩
Go where eagles dare’
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