🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau
a strangers/online friends to lovers university au
masterlist / streamers, musicians & 2 adults / dr. tomu and nurse shoto
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streamers, musicians & 2 adults
cw; none, just a silly little update to tide us over until i finish game two level one (level eleven on the masterlist), basically just the forming of the group chat with the whole squad, and some of the chaos that goes on inside it, set outside the canon timeline of course and after tomu’s big reveal, ignore the timestamps they don’t matter (i have insomnia the days blend into each other)
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🎮 tomura shigaraki x fem!reader smau
a strangers/online friends to lovers university au
masterlist / drink away the pain / going home with tomu
main menu;
level nine; drink away the pain
cw; mentions of alcohol and drug usage, drinking, partying, weed smoking, one very brief mention of throwing up, heavy angst, long ass chapter btw, word count; 2.9k exactly
“so touya is the boyfriend you never introduced me to back then, isn’t he?” you and keigo were on the balcony of your apartment, a third blunt being shared amongst you both, while waiting for everybody to show. kenzie had gone home to feed her cat, but said she’d come back for the mini party.
“yeah.” he takes a hit of the blunt, ashes it, and then he passes it to you while blowing the smoke out and forming rings with it.
“what happened?” you inhale deeply, letting the smoke warm your lungs as the haze begins to settle over your body.
“we dated for about two years, until around the time mom died.” keigo shrugs, while looking up to the sky and watching the stars.
“how did it end?” you’re watching him now, you catch how the fingers of his right hand run along the tattoo on his left wrist, the same tattoo you’ve wondered about for years.
oh. it’s from touya.
“i don’t know, he broke up with me in august a couple of weeks after mom’s funeral. all he said was that he couldn’t do it anymore.” by now you finished the blunt and you’re both looking at the stars. there’s a knock on the door and you both stand, walking back inside, his voice stops you before you go to open the door.
“i love him.”
“you mean you loved him, right?”
“no.” he disappears down the hall to his room.
that sentence stays in your head for the rest of the night.
himiko and ochako arrived together with more weed and a bottle of vodka. ochako also brought some sweets from her project with them. kenzie arrived five minutes later with more snacks and some wine. rumi arrived last, carrying some takeout bags and some tequila.
“ooh we are getting fucked up tonight.” rumi says as she eyes everything set out on the counter.
“yes the fuck we are.” you agree, everyone else in the room cheering along.
and thus, it begins. you all spend the next few hours smoking, eating, and drinking, except keigo who only smokes because he has work tomorrow. the clock reads 11:25pm, a little over an hour ago keigo had told the five of you about the history between him and dabi. and now you’re all just lounging around the living room. music comes from the speakers and a very confusing game of uno is being played.
“we should go to the club.” toga says from her spot on the floor. it’s offhanded, not meant to be taken seriously, but your drunk brain thinks it’s the most genius idea you’ve heard all day.
“let’s do it.” you get looks from the girls and keigo only sighs deeply once they begin cheering.
“Yes let’s fucking goo!” rumi cheers, the five of you stumble to your feet and begin rambling about where to go. keigo offers to drive you guys to the club and pick you up if necessary, but his words enter one ear, float around your brain, and exit the other.
it takes all of thirty minutes to decide on a club and get into the car somewhat comfortably, keigo drives to the club. dropping you off, he tells rumi (the most sober one) to call him when you’re ready to go home. you say your byes, keigo watching the five of you walk to the bouncer at the door before driving away.
how did i get here?
keigo thinks as he stands in front of a swingset in an abandoned park, the same one he and touya used to sneak away to back in high school. the same park he gave his everything to touya at, the same one where they said their first ‘i love yous’. the park they called their place.
the same park dabi broke his heart in.
So how did he get here?
he dropped his sister and their friends off at the club and then went for a drive. he must have ended up here subconsciously, it wouldn’t be the first time. keigo comes here every now and again, but he’s never been here at the same time as him.
standing there, looking as beautiful as the day he broke keigo, is touya, who is looking back at keigo as if he’d seen a ghost.
keigo has half a mind to turn around and leave, but his feet won’t move. planted firmly on the ground, he stays, eyes locked on dabi who also doesn’t move. they’re less than five feet from each other, there’s so much to say, but neither open their mouths to speak.
touya takes a step forward, arms reaching for him, and keigo breaks. rapidly shaking his head, the tears fall and a choked sob leaves him.
“no.” he tries to be firm, but his voice shakes.
“keigo, please.” dabi begs, taking another step forward.
keigo takes a step back, still shaking his head.
“no, i can’t. you can’t. kenzie, she, no.” he takes another step backwards.
“please, feather. i-i, please let me talk to you.” a step forward from touya, a step back from keigo. no matter how close they are, there will always be a distance.
“feather, please.” dabi stops moving, though he still continues to beg.
“no, flame. just stop, please?” keigo’s tone starts firm and bitter, before fading into a soft plea.
“i love you.” it’s not dabi saying it, but rather touya, that sixteen year old kid who tore keigo’s heart out of his chest and set fire to it.
“you can’t.” keigo says before turning and leaving, this time it’s touya that falls to his knees, a scream tearing from his throat as he sobs.
how did you get here?
you remember partying at home with the girls and keigo. himi suggested going to the club, and you remember keigo dropping you off. the club has been fun. you drank more, danced with the girls, drank again. you remember running into a friend of ocha’s and taking a picture, he then joined you guys for some shots and dancing before he slipped away to go smoke outside.
you remember taking pictures of himi and ocha, you took a picture with kenzie. you danced on top of a table. you remember a bathroom break where you threw up, rumi made you start drinking water after that. you remember himi saying bye, her friend spinner was there to take her and ocha home. you remember kenzie calling dabi, who didn’t answer, before saying she was going to uber home. that left you with rumi, but as you looked around the club, you couldn’t find her anywhere.
is that how you got here?
you’re leaning against the wall outside, phone in hand, with no sign of rumi still. with a sigh, you unlock your phone to call keigo, breath hitching when the screen opens to your discord, shigs name and most recent messages showing. you’re pressing the call button and putting the phone to your ear before you can think twice. you’re about to hang up when you hear the sound of the line connecting and a voice, deep and comforting, answers in a whisper.
“hey flowey.” his voice has tears welling up in your eyes.
“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” it’s been almost two weeks since your last phone call with him. you’ve been busy working on your project with tomu, who you’ve gotten closer to in that time. and shigs, has been planning his grandmother’s funeral, which was earlier today.
“i know we’ve both been busy, but i miss our phone calls, our gaming sessions. i miss you.” you’re spilling out everything you’ve wanted to say to him, barely any control over your words as you just ramble.
“you don’t understand how much you actually mean to me, i-i’ve never seen your face but you’re an amazing person. you ground me and make me feel a peace in this fucked up world. i feel so disconnected from everything else when i’m spending time with you.” you choke out and can vaguely hear his breath hitching.
“i’m sorry.” is all he says.
“you don’t get it, do you?” you whisper brokenly.
“what?” the confusion is evident in his tone.
“i’m in love with you, b-but i think i’m also developing feelings for my project partner, his name is tomura. he’s shy and quiet, really nice though, i think you’d like him. he’s pretty cute, has this cute little mole on his chin and a scar over his lips.” you pause to take a breath.
“am i a bad person, shigs?” you’re both silent after the words leave your lips, the only sound is both of your soft breathing.
“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers.
“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” you slide down the wall and sit on the floor.
“flowey-” he starts.
“it’s so cold, shigs, and i can’t find my friend either. i should call my brother to come get me.” you cut him off and sigh.
you hear somebody call your name, for some reason it echoes through the phone but you’re too drunk to realize. looking up, you see tomu about fifteen feet away, making his way to you.
“oh, tomu’s here.” you mumble into the phone. “shigs i-” he cuts you off.
“i’m sorry for everything.” he mutters and you’re left confused, why is he sorry?
“shiggy, what?” you’re still looking at tomu before checking your phone to make sure shigs hasn’t hung up, he hasn’t. bringing the phone back to your ear, you call his name again.
“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything. a tear falls down your cheek just as tomu kneels in front of you.
“you okay?” tomu’s voice is soft, it brings you a moment of peace before your eyes make contact with his and you cry.
“take me home tomu?” his heart breaks a second time at the pain in your voice.
how did he get here?
tomura wasn’t sure how he’d gotten here, or rather, he wasn’t sure why he was here. he knew how he got here, and he knew what happened prior to getting here. dabi came home with shoto, who promptly passed out in his brother’s room. the two of them then went up to the roof for a smoke sesh, a much needed smoke sesh. touya rolled some blunts, splitting them with shigs, and the two sat there smoking in silence.
“y/n said she met you today.” shigs spoke up, dabi hummed.
“yeah, she’s nice. pretty too, just your type man.” touya tells him.
“crazy part is, she’s keigo’s little sister. saw him today too at their place.” dabi snorted, though there wasn’t anything funny about what happened.
“no shit, high school keigo?” tomura took a long hit of his blunt, touya nodded.
“damn man, no wonder you’re all depressed on twitter. seeing him must have fucked you up.” touya sighed heavily at that.
“yeah, it did.” the pair goes back to being silent, sharing another blunt before dabi speaks again.
“i followed her on twitter, you wanna see her?” tomura would deny the way he blushed after touya’s question.
“yeah.” touya pulls his phone out, opening it up to your twitter profile and letting shigs scroll through.
“say you’re fucking lying.” tomura grumbles and dabi’s face portrays his shock.
“what?” touya takes another hit and side eyes his friend.
“dude, this is my project partner.” touya snorts as the words leave tomura’s mouth before it quickly dissolves into a coughing fit. he coughs for a minute or so, while shigs continue scrolling through your profile.
“no fucking way bro, how the fuck did you not recognize her voice? i get why she wouldn’t recognize yours, because of the modulator and you’re quiet in your tomura persona, but how did you not rocognize hers?” touya finally manages to say after his coughing fit dies down, shigs shrugs.
“she speaks differently too, it’s more, i don’t know, preppy i guess? kind of like she’s putting on this facade, a personality she thinks people will like.” tomura explains, dabi nods with a hum.
it’s quiet again, shigs hands touya back his phone right as the timeline refreshes. a post from toga appears, it’s a photo of you. the lighting is green and you’re dancing on a table, looking so ethereal, that his breath hitches.
“they’re at a club?” tomura’s voice comes out lower than before and dabi nods as he grabs his phone.
“yeah they got there like an hour ago, the one in hosu, by the shitty bar with the red sign outside. spinner is going to get himi and ocha after he finishes inventory at the shop. and kenzie is supposed to call me when she’s ready for me to get her.” he takes a last hit of the blunt between his fingers, while shigs goes quiet.
“i’m gonna go for a drive.” tomura says after a minute of silence.
“yeah, me too.” touya agreed.
so maybe that’s why he was here, to see you?
because right now, he’s sitting in his car parked across the street from the club you’re at. and he can see you from where he’s at, you’re leaning against the wall, phone in hand, wearing a dress that looks amazing on you, and it makes his heart race.
he’s lost in his thoughts, fingers drumming against the steering wheel when his phone goes off with the discord voice call sound. he knows without even looking that it’s you. his eyes land on your figure and sure enough, there you stand with the phone against your ear. you look like you’re about to hang up and he answers the call before he can stop himself.
“hey flowey.” he can see the sad look on your face and assumes you have tears gathering in your eyes.
“i miss you so fucking much shiggy.” he can feel his heart break as he hears the pain in your voice.
god, he wishes he wasn’t such a dick to you today. it had been such a long day, he was exhausted emotionally and didn’t want to burden you. clearly, that didn’t matter since here you were, drinking the pain away and still thinking of him. and there’s nothing he can do except sit there and listen as you cry to him over the phone.
he listens as you ramble, telling him how much you miss him and how much he means to you.
“i’m sorry.” it’s the only thing his fucked up brain can think to tell you in this shitty situation.
“you don’t get it, do you?” your voice, normally so happy and full of love when talking to him, now sounds distant and broken, it leaves him with an awful feeling of guilt in his chest.
he voices his confusion and immediately regrets it, because then he has to sit there and listen as you tell him about how much you love him but how you’re gaining feelings for somebody else. who just so happens to also be him, unbeknownst to you of course. he listens as you talk about him as tomu, and frowns at the next words that leave your lips.
“am i a bad person, shigs?” he stays quiet at that, the sound of your breathing mixes in with his.
“no, flowey you aren’t.” he whispers trying to reassure you. he doesn’t even notice that he’s out of the car walking towards you.
“i feel like it. i’m in love with you, but i like tomu. that doesn’t seem fair to either of you.” he hears you say over the phone, as he watches your body slide down the wall to the floor.
“flowey-” he doesn’t know what to say but it doesn’t matter when you cut him off, saying it’s cold and mentioning calling your brother.
he calls your name aloud as tomu and as you look up to see him walking towards you, he hopes you didn’t hear it over the phone. he sees the surprise in your eyes as you confirm it’s him, even saying it to him over the phone and he has to resist the urge to laugh.
you go to say something, but he cuts you off with an apology. he listens silently as you voice your confusion, watches as you check your phone to make sure he hasn't hung up yet, and then when you return the phone to your ear and call his name, he finally answers.
“i love you flowey, more than you know, and i’m sorry for what i’m about to do.” he hangs up before you can say anything, and watches as a tear falls down your cheek, before he takes the last few steps and kneels down in front of you as tomu.
“you okay?” he makes sure his voice is in the soft tone of tomu that you’re used to, he can see the short moment of peace it brings you before your eyes meet his and you begin to cry.
“take me home tomu?” and he feels his heart break once again at the pain in your voice and the look of devastation on your face.
level nine; drink the pain away completed!
one achievement unlocked; dabihawks meet again!
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ᝰ.ᐟ street racer!Isagi headcanons
.ᐟcw: street racer!isagi, explicit, nsfw, drugs, mdni
"𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒" - 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑦 𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇𝑌𝑁𝐸𝑋𝑇𝐷𝑂𝑂𝑅
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street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Competitive to the core. He’s not here to just participate; he’s here to win. And if you challenge him? Be prepared for him to go all out.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Off the track, he’s surprisingly sweet, but don’t mistake that for softness. He’ll talk shit with the best of them when he’s behind the wheel.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Aggressive but calculated. Isagi doesn’t waste movement—every turn, every drift, every nitrous boost is intentional.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Drives a sleek, midnight blue Nissan GT-R R35—a mix of speed, power, and control.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Protective, but in a way that fuels his drive. If you’re watching him race? He’s winning for you.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Will tease you mercilessly when you try to act tough. “You talk big, but you’re gripping the seat pretty tight, doll.”
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ The type to memorize every street, every turn, every shortcut—so he can use them when it counts.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟIf he gets behind? Don’t count him out. He’s studying every weakness in his opponent’s driving and will find the perfect moment to strike.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Treats his car like a teammate, constantly fine-tuning it for peak performance.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ You’ll always catch him under the hood, tweaking something, making sure everything is perfect.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Gets pissed when people lean on it without permission. “Hands off. You don’t touch someone’s car unless you wanna race for it.”
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ After a win, he always pulls you close, hand gripping your chin before pressing his forehead against yours. “Told you I’d take first. Now, what’s my reward?”
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ If you ask to drive? He hesitates—hard. But if he lets you? He’s watching closely, one hand on your thigh, guiding you through the gears.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ His love language? Teasing. He’ll pretend to ignore you while he’s working on his car—until you climb onto the hood just to get his attention. or when he's actually trying to focus, torso hidden under the car and you climb onto his lap, giggling at the tiny grunts and groans of his as you rub up against him.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ get's sooo so jealous, if he even sees a guy anywhere near you, he won't say anything but will walk up to you, throwing as arm around your shoulder, making unnecessary 'inappropriate' jokes, slapping your ass, what not, just to show the guy you're his.
"baby, who's this? oh a friend? that's cute, tell this 'friend' you're thrasher's property, okay?"
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ If you get mad at him? He’ll throw you in the passenger seat and race until your frustration melts into adrenaline. and if you're still mad, he'll help you relax by shoving his cock deep inside your cunt while he rides, so you can squirm around on it as you warm his cock.
"shh, relax, if you wanna cum, you have behave for the rest of the ride, or no cock and no cumming"
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Lowkey loves when you get bratty, but there’s a limit. If you push too far? He’ll find creative ways to make you behave. “You wanted my attention, didn’t you? Now you’ve got all of it.” he would say while having you ride his fingers.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Smokes only when he’s pissed off. You’ll catch him leaning against his car, cigarette dangling from his lips, eyes dark with frustration. If he's really mad, he'll bend you over his hood and take it out on you even if you didn't do anything :(
"you take cock so fuckin' well, this little pussy was made for me. made to be ruined by me"
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ After a big win, he’ll fuck you in the driver’s seat, windows fogged up, sweat slicking his skin. (he loves car sex) "Wanna sit pretty and let me ruin you, doll?"
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ loves when you go out with him to a party, and he can do drugs with you. of course he's more strict with you and has more rules set out. and if you're willing, he'll do body shots with you, placing the shot glass in the most intimate placing, not caring who sees.
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ he smokes weed after a long day of racing and tuning cars.
"c'mere, doll. wanna help? sit on my lap here"
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ does everything to see you in lingerie, especially the sheer and see-through ones. will make you get on your knees and knead your tits and abuse your poor little nipples while he gets off on the sight, nutting all over your face and body.
"fuck, yeah that's it, keep playing with your tits, do it like how i taught you, that's right, good girl"
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ Isn't a huge fan of overall drugs, other than some relaxants after a race or before a race. he prefers the feeling of euphoria over the feeling of wanna party. that's why he has pills lying around his house, which he'll take from time to time. and if you decide to take it, he'll definitely take care of you, letting you cock warm him as your body falls limp.
"mm, baby your pussy is so warm."
street racer!Isagi.ᐟ looks who hot when he does weed, eyes just red and narrow, while he watches you.
"you look so pretty like this, doll. want more of you"
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♪ ༘⋆ drawn to you – t. todoroki smau
ix. family dinner 𝄞 xi. tbd
♪ ༘⋆ x. keigo lore drop m.list
♪ ༘⋆ backstage pass
⋆ you've heard of panic! at the disco, when keigo has the night off it's chaos! at the black wing. the last time keigo had the night off rumi started a fight with three drunk patrons who had harassed one of the hostesses. she beat the shit out of all of them.
⋆ on that note, keigo only takes the night off three times a year: christmas, his partner's anniversary and their anniversary
⋆ sam/james mentioned!!! keigo and him met in keigo's senior year at culinary school. he was already working in the bar and she walked in ordered a drink. keigo left his number on a beer coaster (thought he was being real slick)
⋆ it's been two and a half weeks since the family dinner. dabi and y/n have not talked since their conversation the night of.
⋆ dabi figured out quickly that she was avoiding him, but it was confirmed when her and ochaco brought himiko to the bar basement for band practice. he was coming back from his third fourth smoke break and they spotted each other for like one second before y/n bolted out left to go back to work.
⋆ the girls stayed out till 4am and y/n went home with ochaco and himiko so neither of them had to get home on their own.
⋆ tomura offered to come pick y/n up, but she declined (so tomura could spend time with rue on dc, teaching them how to play league somewhat successfully, for the third night in a row)
⋆ himiko is flirty by nature and showers every person she likes with love and affection. ochaco is secure enough in the relationship to not gaf (they are flirty friends argue with the wall)
⋆ dabi's not known for being committed, so tomura's keeping a bit of an eye out. he's cool with dabi and his sister being friends and genuinely grateful for him stepping up, but he knows his friend too well. and he does not want his sister mixed up in there. (for multiple reasons)
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synopsis; in your dreams, he is yours. in your nightmares, he isn’t. and in this life? who knows. (dabi/touya todoroki x fem!reader)
cw; talks of nightmares, slight angst, allusions to character death, minor portrayals of anxiety, suspicious behavior, one mention of endeavor, happy ending, quirkless reader (this is sort of a part two to in another life, can be read as a stand alone), dabi calls reader wisp (like a wisp of a flame).
wc; 1.4k
a/n; an apology to @chaoslibra and @rueclfer for breaking their hearts with the previous touya angst. credits to my fiancé @feralshenanigans, for the nickname dabi calls reader and she made the instagram post at the end.
as always, enjoy the story but don’t use, copy, or steal my writings.
the gaps in the blinds allow the sunlight to filter in, spreading across the otherwise dark room. your eyelids feel heavier than usual as you blink the sleep away, one hand moves across the bed, reaching for the familiar warmth of another body. there’s nobody there but the bed is still warm.
“miss me already?” his tone is teasing as you sit up and glance to the doorway. touya leans against the side, he’s shirtless with his arms crossed over his chest and his sweats riding low on his hips.
his face turns serious as he notices the tear tracks on your cheeks and makes his way to the bed.
“another nightmare?” he’s pulling your body into him while you nod and wrap yourself around him, he hums while rubbing your back.
“what was it this time?”
“you died after your birthday before i got to see you again and confess properly.”
“oh you mean when i’m awake to say it back.” his tone is back to teasing as he tries to lighten the mood by reminding you of the first time you confessed.
you laugh, shaking your head while shoving him away, he chuckles deeply while swiping away a stray tear.
“you promised you wouldn’t bring that up again.” you scold and he just laughs louder.
“oh c’mon baby you know i’m just teasing. gotta make sure my girl isn’t sad on this very special day.” the smile he wears brightens your mood instantly, though you’re left confused on what today is.
“special day? it’s only monday we don’t have plans do we?” you rack your brain, searching for answers. it’s not anyone’s birthday, not an anniversary or anything else. dabi senses your confusion and smiles brightly.
“it’s a surprise, we’re going to meet yumi and mom for breakfast first and then you three are going to have a girls day while i run some errands.” he explains before standing up and helping you off the bed.
“you get the bathroom all to yourself today since i already showered.” it’s only then that you notice his white hair is damp as it clings to his skin.
you smile and make your way to the restroom to start your day.
a while later you’re sitting at a table with rei, touya, and fuyumi. you’ve just finished breakfast and are discussing today’s plans.
“i have errands to run but you guys can have a spa day as long as y/n’s back before our dinner reservations.” dabi explains as fuyumi and rei smile brightly.
“did i miss a chapter? since when did we have dinner reservations?” you speak up, first breakfast and now this? you’re starting to get suspicious.
“don’t worry wisp, it’s a surprise.” touya’s fingers tighten around your thigh where they rest, he gives you a teasing smirk.
“yeah you’ve been saying that a lot,” you grumble and he only hums in response, winking at his mom and sister.
the four of you say your goodbyes and go your separate directions, fuyumi leading you to her car where you sit in the back and text keigo while she drives to the mall.
if anybody would know what was happening and tell you, it’d be him.
aside from calming your growing nerves about your boyfriend’s suspicious behavior, keigo offered no help.
it’s been a few hours since the girls' day began, you’ve gotten your nails done, shopped at a few different stores and had a light lunch.
fuyumi checks her phone far more than usual and coincidentally dabi will text you right after she pockets her phone.
it’s nearing five o’clock now and fuyumi is driving towards the apartment you share with touya.
“alright be honest with me, what does he have planned?” your voice comes out whiner than you wanted it to and you wince at the way it sounds.
“sweetheart everything is fine, just take a deep breath in and relax. he just wants to treat you to dinner.” rei’s soft motherly voice flits through the car and into your ears.
your shoulders sag as you breathe deeply, you don’t mean to be anxious, it’s just that your nerves are on edge from this morning's nightmare and truthfully you’re scared you’ll have to say goodbye.
when he was in the facility, you had dreams of another life with him, a different one where he never got hurt and life wasn’t cruel to him. a life quite like the one you’re living now, only without the monster that is touya’s father.
but ever since three years ago, you’ve had nightmares of dabi passing away in his sleep, just like he almost had that night. now you can’t shake the feeling that this might all be a dream.
one you’ll wake up from crying and in bed alone.
“are you okay? y/n?” the call of your name from fuyumi’s voice pulls you from your thoughts.
the cars been parked and both women are looking at you softly. you can feel the lone tear that began falling from your lash line.
“i’m fine, i think.” your voice betrays you as it cracks and you’re faced with two soft sympathetic smiles.
“he’s a strong man honey, he got better and he made it out. he’s here, alive and with us. it’s okay now,” rei reaches a hand out to grab yours, squeezing it tightly she meets your gaze.
you give a firm nod and squeeze her hand in return.
“you’re right, he’s strong.”
you continue reminding yourself of that fact all throughout your dinner with dabi as he fidgets nervously in his seat.
he’s strong.
you think as you watch a bead of sweat drip down his forehead and roll off the side of his face.
he’s strong.
his hand is on your thigh as he drives to an unknown destination. the windows down and a song playing on the radio.
he’s strong.
he took you to a park, the cherry blossoms in bloom as the night sky twinkled brightly with millions of burning stars.
he’s strong.
he keeps your body close, one hand warming your waist as he holds you. the other holds a box in his pocket, as he leads you down a barely lit path.
he’s strong.
he leads you to a secluded section, fairy lights decorate the nearby trees. the garden gazebo is decorated with strings that hold photos of the both of you throughout your lives together.
he’s strong.
your breath catches in your throat as you turn to see him on one knee, box in hand held open to face you.
he’s strong.
his hands shake as his palms grow clammy, the nerves making him sweat. and for once, his body runs cold as his eyes meet yours.
he’s strong.
“will you marry me or what?” his voice shakes as he tries to calm himself down, his usual gruffness nowhere to be found as you smile brightly at him.
he’s strong.
a flash of light pulls your eyes away momentarily to see your friends and family hiding in the bushes, keigo looks sheepish as touya glares at him.
he’s strong.
“yes.” he sighs as relief floods his entire body, before he chuckles deeply.
he’s strong.
his lips meet yours in a passionate kiss as he slips the ring onto your finger. a happy sob leaves you as your body melts into his, and he smiles.
he’s strong.
after years of dreaming of another life, one where dabi could be yours, and after years of nightmares where he never was.
and in this life?
your eyes flutter open and you smile as you feel dabi’s hair tickling the back of your neck.
“hmm morning.” your voice is cheery as he groans, the vibrations running down your arm when he places a kiss on your shoulder.
“what’s got you so cheerful this morning?” his voice is deep and groggy with sleep as he moves to hover over you, his cerulean eyes shining brightly.
“oh nothing, just a dream i had.” you smile and scrunch your nose when he kisses it, he hums.
“was it a good one?” he kisses both your cheeks and you laugh lightly.
“yeah, yeah it was.” he smiles at that and places a kiss on your forehead.
“what was it?” he holds himself above you now, legs tangled with yours and chests inches away from touching.
“just a dream.” he shakes his head with a sigh.
“fine then keep your secrets.” your giggle is cut off as he finally kisses you. lips molding together in a moment of tenderness and serenity.
“i love you wisp.”
“i love you touya.”
sometimes dreams really do come true,
because in this life,
touya,
he’s finally yours.
i love nagi bc he looks so tiny and cute in some of these screenshots.. and then u realize he's 6'3"
Sorry for infodumping about my special interest out of nowhere, you said a keyword and it activated my unskippable dialogue