Living in the bad part of town, quirkless Y/n is not blind to the issues of this 'Hero' society and how flawed the system really is. A fateful night leads her to meeting the dark and mysterious villain Dabi, where a dark love than blooms. Her affili...
A/N: Hey there beautiful! Hopefully you enjoy and if u do, add this to ur reading list so that u can be up to date! Pls feel free to leave suggestions/requests u would like to see in the comments down below. Y/n is quirkless but is skilled in hand to hand combat and is a good shot with guns and knives etc. I also have another Dabi x reader fic in my profile that u can check out if u want:) Other than that enjoy and stay safe! Luv uuuu!
- Aki
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The streets are dimly lit as I walk through the bad part of town eager to get home. Some creep lurches towards me drunkenly, hollering loudly;
"Heyyy sexxyy ladyyy wanna come suck me off?"
I roll my eyes in disgust as I ignore him and continue. Not taking no for an answer, the man lumbers after me and grabs my arm roughly, slurring threateningly;
"Now now you little whore, watch your manners! I best teach teach you some respect!"
"Ughhh! Get the fuck off me you dipshit!"
I snap at him as I try to break free, but to no avail. He throws me to the ground where I then immediately spring up, as he starts to unbuckle his pants. I can take him, I think to myself as I tense up ready to spring. Growing up quirkless I have learnt to have an arsenal of combat skills for shit like this, no way am I gonna let him touch me, I can kick him in the balls and lose him in the backstreets... But before either of us made a move, the creep was suddenly enveloped in a blast of blinding, electric blue flames that incinerated him in no time.
As the smoke and flames died down, I spotted my saviour, leaning against an alley wall, his scarred hands still emitting remnants of smoke as he puffed away on a cigarette.
