Toxic Dazai Head Canon

Toxic Dazai head canon

He definitely gets suffocating to be around when he has a crush on someone.

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3 years ago

What do you think about Denki Kaminari👁👁

I think…That it’s not fair that he’s not crying under me while I jerk him off sticky globs of cum coating my fingers acting like lube :((

But as a less horny reply I genuinely like his character and think he doesn’t get the credit he deserves! His quirk has so much potential and he has a great personality! His smile is also really cute❤️

Also you’re my first ask on this blog so thank you! My ask box is always open unless stated otherwise😌


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3 years ago

Currently require shoto todoroki’s dick in my mouth rn

Just a weird craving


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3 years ago

Not dead, almost but not there, I’ll try and scrap something together this week I’ve been so busy but I’m on break now


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3 years ago

This close to beating the ever living hell out of my English professor 🙂🤞


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3 years ago

When your friend or ex-friend now says they don’t wanna be friends anymore because they find you too talkative and annoying

But you have to pretend you’re not gonna cry when she doesn’t sit next to you in your first class and you think she blocked you


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3 years ago

Blue

Dabi angst fic, not really proof read, doesn’t contain any strong topics aside from strong hatred.

Cold. Cold was all you felt, a feeling you had almost forgotten. Forgotten how cruel it was how it was as it enveloped your bruised and beaten body. Snowflakes fell from the dark, chilly sky as wind weaved through the buildings.

Sitting atop the snowy ground you were leaning against the hard mossy brick of the LOV building a shadow cast along your face as you held your body together despite the pain from the burns and bruises. With labored breathing you raised your head to look at his face. Turquoise eyes stared back, the way they looked at you made the snow beneath your feet feel almost warm in comparison.

You had predicted this day long ago and knew it was only a matter of time before it came. You had played your role for the league you had performed admirably, it earned you praise among them. Now that you had done your part you were to be disposed of because you were no longer of worth.

You knew this was coming, you knew you wouldn’t be around for too long, you were almost hyper aware of it. Yet you cracked just a bit, you let yourself smile a little too genuinely at his snide comments and rude remarks, relished a bit too much at the feeling of his rough and burnt skin. Relaxed a tad bit more than you should have at the familiar burnt smell from him.

Doomed from the beginning, you knew that you were and no matter how many heinous crimes you committed, no matter how much blood you covered your hands in... You found yourself to be unable to rid yourself of the human feeling of love despite society seeing you as no longer human.

Though on this snowy day in January, you remembered why you should have ridden yourself of this emotion. Giving a cold-eyed appraisal of the situation, he stepped forward though you could not bring yourself to even uselessly try pushing back farther into the wall. Your body ached and started to go numb starting from your legs. The wounds ached a bit more when he squatted down to your eye level.

You knew you were fighting back tears finally met with the despair of death you both had cruelly tormented others with. His hand reached out to caress your face, his touch was disgustingly gentle, quite different to the harsh and hot hands he had beat you with just a few seconds earlier.

Staring back at him with red watery eyes you were sure you looked pathetic for someone who was infamous for being such a cruel and powerful villain. Everything you had once felt for the black-haired man before you were nothing more than a wistful memory. All that was left was a very bitter feeling that seemed to bubble over in the moment. Gathering what little strength you had left you spat at his face the glob landing on his cheek, his eyes flashed for a split second with amusement.

The hand he had placed on your cheek swept over a wound to collect the blood which in turn made you hiss in pain. “You really don’t know when to knock it off do you?...Always hated that about you, you know?” His croaky voice that you once enjoyed filled you with nothing but abhorrence now, your eyes were no longer teary, instead they stared into his cold ones with malevolence.

Not that you cared anymore but you still found yourself searching for an inkling of emotion in his lackluster eyes, but you found nothing.

The slightly warm palm that had been held to your cheek without moving much had begun to heat up slowly but surely. He started talking once more his tone casual not befitting the current situation at hand “hey you had that really dumb nickname for me...What was it again...Oh...Blue.” It was a nickname you had given him when you first joined the league, and you did not know his name.

Everything you had done led right up to your demise but what you regretted most was letting that emotion even if it was just a little. You should have known a man like himself lost the ability to love another long ago leaving only the hollow shell where a soul once resided. Perhaps it would have made this moment less bitter, perhaps if he loved you in return, it could have been bittersweet.

His hand continued to heat up while his other hand stroked your hair. It was in an almost mocking manner like he was trying to comfort his partner after a grueling day. Even as his hands heated up to an excruciating degree he did not cease his action.

Oh, how you resented him.

But oh, how you resented yourself more for being a fool.

His vile smirk was the last thing you saw before your body went up in a hot flash and your vision was taken over by one color.

Blue.


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3 years ago

Now tell me why Izuku Midoriya isn’t in my bed in between my legs rn?🤨 The math is not mathing✋


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3 years ago

Cough cough DABI cough cough gosh I must be sick😷

i love stories about betrayal i love depravity i love tragedy i love miscommunication i love backstabbing i love when characters encourage each other to be worse i love dysfunctional partners i love misfits & i love it most of all when they are bisexual


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3 years ago

Did I go and read copious amounts of Gorou smut through my lectures?

Yes.

No shame in the Gorou game❤️


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