Synopsis: You buy a house at auction that has some nasty rumors attached.
A/N: this was supposed to be a drabble but once i got passed 500 words i was like um maybe i just... give it a title and call it a day. it's less than 1k, so it's a short read. as always, read the tags and let me know what you think!
Tags: murder, suicide, arson, dabi is a ghost lol, kinda implied yandere per usual for me
You had just bought a house at a bank auction. All you had heard was that several mysterious deaths had taken place in the house. Those were just town rumors though. You were sure there was nothing to be scared of. You were only one of two people who bid though, and you won by a hair.
For an old abandoned house, it looked strangely lived in. All the old furniture had come with it, so you saved quite of bit of money-- except what you spent at the cleaners. Nothing about it screamed "grizzly horror movie" to you.
When you moved in though, You began having strange dreams of a burned man. He would touch you lightly, Whisper things in your ear which you never remembered upon waking, and stare at you from the corner of your room. It felt so real you sometimes weren't sure the times you caught him staring were in your dreams.
About a month in, things began to feel much more like a paranormal activity movie. It wasn't terrifying or anything, more... convenient? When you sat down on the couch, the tv would turn on by itself. When you went to wash your hands, the water would begin to run. When you approached the spice cabinet, the door would swing open. It was like this ghost was always just one small step ahead of you. It didn't want to hurt you. Then the dreams became more intense.
Around month three of your stay, The dreams of the burnt man became increasingly violent. You had dreams of him burning things with a metallic blue lighter. He burned anything he could get his hands on- photographs, clothes, and then flesh. In the most recent dream you had, you had witnessed a family perish to the burned man's blue lighter and a bucket of gasoline. You woke up in a cold sweat.
It was that day that you decided to look into those town rumors. It took less than a minute to find a trove of information. Page after page of search results showed up after typing in your address and the word "murder" after it.
ARSON AND MURDER SUSPECT FOUND DEAD IN FAMILY HOME
Touya Todoroki, oldest of the respected Todoroki family, burned his family alive inside their home on Sekoto mountain last Thursday evening. After a three day chase, Touya Todoroki was found burned to death in his home. His death has been ruled a suicide.
Pictures were attached of Touya, his face without a single scar, and then a crime scene photo of his charred hands. Those were the same hands, the same face of the burned man in your dreams.
You had to get out of this house. Now.
Running to the door, the hallway rug was pulled from your feet. You fell hard and fast to the wooden floor, your lip splitting upon impact. You heard not only the ringing in your ears, but the sound of your front door locking shut. Loud footsteps soon followed.
Big black books materialized in front of your face. You looked up, only to be met with the menacing grin of a dead man. He pulled a blue lighter out of his jacket pocket.
You realized that those weren't dreams. those sweet nothings he whispered in your ear were real. He stared at you as you slept, peacefully unaware, until the creaking noises of the settling house woke you up only for a second to see him. Touya Todoroki was the ghost in your house and the burned man of your sweet dreams and hellish nightmares. He was the one who did little things around your house for you, dusting the bookshelves and doing a dish or two. He was also the one who made you smell burning flesh in your sleep.
You weren't sure where this paranormal activity movie was heading, but hopefully, with a bit of luck and sweet talking a ghost you'll make it to the sequel.
Dabi's quirk finally got the better of him, but that doesn't mean Hawks is free of him.
Ao3 Tags:
Ghost, Possession, Consensual Possession, Ghost Sex, Ectoplasm, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Forced Masturbation, But Consensual, Angst, Ghost Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is Bad at Feelings, Outdoor Sex, Roof Sex, Aftercare, Banter, Multiple Orgasms, Edgeplay, Ectoplasm as Lube
“I'm getting hickeys from my bed bugs ,” Hawks hums along to a song he had put on his phone to get ready and annoy the hell out of his accidental roommate for putting hickeys on his neck that he now has to cover with makeup. “I'm getting busy with a bad perfume~ ”
“Hawks.” A distant voice warns in annoyance.
“I'm sticking kisses to a pen drug. ” He has to snicker at that one given the smell of drugs that would follow the villain in life when the pain from his scars got too bad. Gold meets glaring turquoise in the mirror as the other fights to materialize and he smirks. “I'm making friction with a sad vacuum~ ”
“Oh, fuck you!” The eyes roll, going invisible again for a moment before refocusing. “You didn’t seem to have any complaints the other night.”
“No notes here.” Hawks agrees with a laugh, eyes focusing back on his neck in the mirror to once again wonder how the hell someone without a physical form manages to leave such dark marks.
“The only time I ever see him, ” Hawks lifts his eyes to look at the see-through form of one of Japan’s former most wanted. “Is when he's behind me in the mirror~”
“Even from a distance, I can hear him. ” Dabi joins in with a sigh that he can no longer provide air for before smirking a little. “Try to listen, but his whispers make my ears hurt. ”
“Hey!” Hawks laughs, batting at him and pouting when his hand just passes through the snickering ghost. “Don’t join in just to insult me!”
“Fine.” Dabi rolls his eyes. “I’ll pull the trigger with my eyes closed. Hoping to hit you somewhere vital. ”
“And when I miss, you come and kiss me with a smile. ” Hawks grins, accepting the brush of cold air against his lips.
"Not like you can see it, though." The ghost sighs in defeat, floating back so Hawks can continue getting ready.
"I can feel it." Hawks tries, hoping it's reassuring enough as he continues trying to color match enough for the costume's collar to cover it. "Seriously, how do you even do this?"
A snicker floats through the air and Hawks sighs as he loses another lightbulb before there's a bite to the back of his neck that makes him whine.
"Dabi! You're lucky my collar is high!" Hawks squawks, trying to shoo him away. "Are you why my phone is always dead?"
"I keep telling you to buy power packs." Dabi materializes enough for Hawks to see his shrug before he becomes floating eyes once more.
"Just gonna buy your ass a whole generator." The hero grumbles, spraying the setting spray before picking up the ear cuff that had managed to survive incineration. "Wanna come with today?" He had gotten the shell of his ear pierced as soon as he realized Dabi was attached to it so he wouldn't have to be stuck in the house.
Something shines in those floating eyes and Hawks suddenly feels like he's in danger. "Any other heroes overlap your route today?"
"Uh, I think Rock Lock briefly before lunch, but otherwise I'm on my own." The hero answers as he gets the earring in, cursing when he accidentally stabs next to the hole before getting it in place. "Why?"
"Hmm, then yeah, bring me along. I wanna try something if you're up for it?" Dabi shrugs, eyes vanishing before Hawks' ear feels cold.
"That is gonna suck in the winter." Hawks winces but looks at the earring curiously. "What are you planning?"
"Remember when you first picked up my earring and I freaked out and accidentally possessed you?" Dabi hums, nothing more than a whisper in Hawks' ear.
"And you disappeared for a week and knocked me out for three days because of the energy it and your rage and fear sapped from both of us? How could I forget? Thinking of an excuse had been hell." Hawks snorts, throwing his coat on as he opens his balcony.
"I want to try on purpose this time, but sexy," Dabi whispers from where he's condensed himself into the ear cuff.
"Won't that exhaust you?" Hawks asks in worry as he flies to his agency.
"Was thinking the top of your agency or somewhere else with a generator so I can sap the energy."
"That's why you wanted to make sure my route was clear." Hawks realizes.
"Didn't want any of the heroes to see what your pretty face looks like falling apart by your own hand." Dabi chuckles lowly, the sound still able to make Hawks shiver despite sounding so far away.
"Not to mention how I'd be labeled a pervert since I can't exactly tell them I let a dead villain possess my body for kinky rooftop sex." Hawks mutters, diving under a telephone wire to show off for some camera phones.
"I think you'd still be considered a pervert if you did tell them." Dabi snickers, smirk obvious in his voice.
"Oh shush or I'll leave you on a roof to get yourself off." Hawks snips, glaring ahead of him since he can't glare at the earring.
"Can you at least drop me by the League? I want my shit back." Dabi chuckles, unphased by his threats.
"Just admit you want to see the others." Hawks snorts with a roll of his eyes.
"I'd rather die again, thanks." Comes the dry reply.
"I can take you, you know?" Hawks offers. "They miss you."
"Sure they do."
"Twice feels horrible."
There's silence after that and Hawks hopes that if he struck a nerve, it will at least be in the direction of seeing his family of misfits again.
~~~
"Will you chill?" Hawks hisses as he lands on a roof, panting heavily as he steadies himself against the stairway.
For the past several hours, any time he was near a powerline or a phone or anything that Dabi could use for energy, some invisible force that probably came with devilish turquoise eyes, would phase its hand through his pants to get him riled up and needy but unable to show it without a public scandal. He's already been edged three times and was pretty sure he was going to lose it if the villain did it again. He thinks he even felt a finger at his entrance at some point but had been too busy trying to keep a straight face as he talked to cameras.
He must be close enough to the generator because suddenly a force pushes him back against the stairwell wall before there's cold pressure on his mouth, swallowing his shocked moan somehow.
"Dabs…" Hawks gasps, head thumping back against the wall when a ghostly hand moves between his legs for him to grind against.
"I've been watching the surrounding area in my range," Dabi growls, face finally on display. "You should be free long enough for me to play with you a bit otherwise it looks like the tree guy is near enough to handle it without interrupting us."
"And trying to drive me nuts?" Hawks laughs, groaning when he sees an arch of electricity run through Dabi's see-through form before he feels something slick and slimy in his pants, being spread over and pushed into his hole. "Fuck~ What is that?"
"Gotta keep you on your toes, pretty bird." Dabi chuckles, pushing more of the weird goo into the hero's ass until he's sure there's enough to act as lube so he can open the bird up. "And that is ectoplasm. Been learning from some local haunts while you sleep."
"There are more ghosts by my house?" Hawks questions, whining when an invisible force starts thrusting in and out of him before another is quickly added.
Dabi snorts as he hooks his fingers to make Hawks chirp. "Of course, that's what you focus on. Not the fact you are being fucked through your clothes by ghost goo."
Somehow the fact that Dabi hadn't removed his pants before finger fucking him had completely escaped him and he flushes down beneath the collar of his shirt. "I hadn't even noticed. Fuck, that's hot." He gasps, whining when the fingers phase back out for a second before reforming all at once before the third finds its way inside, making some of the goo slide down his ass. "Da-Dabi~"
Dabi chuckles, tilting his head in amusement when the hero whimpers. "New plan, I'm going to fuck you through your stupid hero pants, and you're not allowed to cum until I possess you and make you. How does that sound, pretty bird?"
Hawks pupils turn to pinpricks. "Yes, fuck that sounds hot. Fuck yes." He chirps, nodding rapidly as he grinds back on the phantom stretch.
Dabi pulls back enough to guide him across the roof to the generator to make sure he has enough power to leech. "Take that stupid coat off and lay it over the platform so the concrete doesn't shred you." He orders as he tries to figure out willing his pants down since they were just kind of there now.
Eventually, he figured out how to make them phase out of existence and turned back to find his birdie waiting patiently bent over the concrete platform the generator rested on, waiting to take Dabi's cock.
"There's my baby bird." Dabi practically growls, willing his cock hard before phasing through the pants and making more ectoplasm ooze from the tip to smear more into the hero as he pushes inside. "Fuck, still so tight even if I can't feel it the same."
He works himself in slowly, leaking ectoplasm as he goes and watching how Hawks' wings flutter and spasm anytime he hits a new spot.
It's a shame the piercings are basically useless now.
Hawks’ moans are music to his ears as he splits the hero open on the ghostly remains of his cock and there's something equal parts terrifying and hot about being able to see through his cock and watch how he makes the hero gape around him.
"Fuck, Hawks." Dabi groans as he watches how the bird spasms around him. "I can see my cock stretching you out. We gotta do this in front of a mirror sometime, this is stupidly hot."
Hawks nods enthusiastically, moaning at how weird it feels to be split open on something he can barely feel but is still somehow stimulating where it needs to. "Yes, yeah, I'll get the power packs. I can only imagine how this looks."
Dabi gives a few shallow thrusts, wondering if he even can hurt the bird like this before shrugging and holding at the base of Hawks' wings and going fast and hard, groaning at a combination of the feeling and annoyance at how hard he has to concentrate to do this.
Luckily though, pleasant sensations seem to still come through fine, but it can also make them overwhelming when that's the only thing you can feel.
This unfortunately means it doesn't take all that long for Dabi to cum, but this time it at least isn't dry as he cums more ectoplasm into Hawks' ass.
He doesn't even feel tired yet since he's not alive and right next to the generator so it should be a little embarrassing that he gets overwhelmed this quickly now, but he's not really focusing on himself right now. Right now, all he wants to do is get inside the hero and see what he can do to him with his own body.
Hawks whines when he's suddenly empty before he’s gasping when Dabi starts taking control. All at once, it feels like he's been disconnected from his nervous system, but is still able to feel everything without anything listening to him. Like he's having an out-of-body experience, but still has the front-row view from his own eyes.
Panic grips him like last time and Dabi has to give him back enough control to take multiple deep breaths to calm down again.
He agreed to this.
He wanted to do this.
He wants to do this.
The feeling of feeling like you should have control, but nothing listening to what you're saying or doing things you never told it to is really unnerving though so he needs a moment.
While Dabi waits for the hero’s heart to stop racing in a bad way as his panic accidentally edges him a fourth time, Dabi fishes the hero’s phone out of his coat, curious of if anything changes. Sure enough, when he swipes the front-facing camera, Hawks’ eyes are still pin-pricked and dilating rapidly from his almost panic attack, but now they’re Dabi’s own brilliant turquoise. He wonders if he can fix that in case he needed to body snatch someone if something happened to his object and pictures Hawks normal gold, blinking in surprise when that actually works.
“My eye color does not suit you, birdie.” Dabi snorts, scrunching Hawks’ face when the hero’s voice comes out instead. “Yeah, that’s weird.” He looks back at the camera. “You back yet, birdie?”
Hawks tries to speak but doesn’t have control of the mouth so his heart rate increases again in panic.
“Oh yeah, guess you need that.” Dabi snorts, disconnecting from the mouth.
“You back? ” He asks in the hero’s head instead.
Hawks wants to shudder, but can’t. “Yeah.” He answers shakily. “And that was still horrible.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. ” Dabi hums, shrugging the shoulders. “There’s probably a better way, but I don’t know it yet. ”
“It’s fine.” Hawks sighs, catching a glimpse of something in the phone camera and flushing pink. “Can I have the eyes for a second?”
“If you’re planning to check, yes you got harder from being terrified, but it started going down again when you were calming down so congrats, baby bird. ” Dabi snickers. “You edged yourself. ”
Hawks groans, feeling the ache in his balls now that he’s actually paying attention. “Dabi…”
“Want me to take care of it, pretty bird? ” Dabi hums, making Hawks’ face smirk, and okay feral looks good on the hero.
“Please?” Hawks whines.
“Just sit back and relax, baby bird, ” Dabi smirks, moving the coat so it’s now on the ground and wall, and laying back on it once he gets the stupid cargo pants off. “Kind of wish I had my quirk still so I could do you a favor and burn these ugly ass things. ”
“Oh, shut up edge lord.” Hawks scoffs before gasping when cool air finally hits his dick. “Shit.”
“Okay, now that’shot. ” Dabi hums, looking between Hawks’ legs where he’s absolutely oozing faintly glowing goo the same color Dabi’s flames used to be. “Look at you, all used and sloppy from a ghost. Even dead, I can make a mess of you. ” He chuckles in a voice that might as well be a purr.
Hawks feels his face at least heat as he’s forced to look at how he drips while Dabi takes a glove off to scoop some up with a taloned hand.
“Gonna give you back everything from the neck up. ” Dabi decides as he smears the goo on Hawks’ dick and groans. “Fuck~ Guess I got used to everything feeling distant. ”
Hawks tilts his head in confusion once he can before throwing his head back on a moan when his cock is enveloped in a kind of heat he didn’t think he’d feel again.”Da-Dabi~ Hand! Feels hot like yours.” He gasps, wanting to roll his hips, but unable to, completely at the mercy of whatever Dabi is willing to give him.
Dabi startles inside Hawks’ body, taking control of the head long enough to bite the other glove off. “Please work, please work, please work. ”
Dabi tries to use his quirk like he would before and is delighted to see Hawks’ hand at least glow brain before they’re both screaming when the pain registers.
“Dabi! Make it stop!” Hawks cries out, unable to do anything about it himself.
“Sorry! ” Dabi hisses, turning it off quickly and wincing at how Hawks’ hand is blistered. “Dammit! ”
“That hurt you in life, idiot! Why would it work any better in a body it didn’t belong to?!” Hawks snaps in pain.
“I don’t know! I just spent so much time working on it that I was a little crushed to lose it, okay?! ” Dabi growls defensively.
Hawks would wince if he could. “Dabi, it killed you…”
There’s a self-deprecating laugh. “Yeah, proving my old man right, even in death. ” He sighs. “Let’s just get back to the only thing I’ve ever been good for.”
Hawks wants to argue, but his ability to talk is suddenly revoked and he hopes Dabi can feel his glare as his body is once again made to continue jerking him off.
‘I’m letting Endeavor get hit next fight.’ He thinks literally instead as his voice is returned just so Dabi can hear his moans.
“Dabiii~” Hawks relents. “Fuck, I just edged myself again, didn’t I?”
“No that was me this time .” Dabi hums in disinterest, having already shut down. “Your weird ass body tried to cum when your hand was burning. ”
“Hey! Don’t kink shame me in my own body.” Hawks squawks before keening when Dabi makes his thumb swipe over the head of his cock.
“Just disappointed you didn’t bring it up while I still could. ” Comes the bitter reply.
Hawks can practically feel the emotional walls going up and internally curses the amount of time it’s going to take to break those.
When Dabi speaks next, he’s apparently decided to fall back into his villain persona to change the subject.
“Anyway, pretty bird. ” Dabi practically purrs in the hero’s head and Hawks hates how much of an effect it still has. “Let’s get back to business. ”
Hawks doesn’t get much of a chance to respond as Dabi lets the hero’s hand heat up just enough that with the grip and the ghost goo, it feels like Hawks is fucking someone and his eyes roll back just a bit.
“Fuck, Dabi~” He moans, wanting so badly to thrust up into the tight, warm heat, but being unable to and whining at the fact. “Fuck, please~ Let me move. Please, let me move~”
“Nope. ” Dabi chuckles darkly, twisting Hawks’ wrist and thumbing the slit so the hero cries out. “You take what I give you. ”
“But, Dabi!” Hawks whines, biting his lip in frustration as his other hand is moved to play with his balls and oh the goo feels nice on his burns, but also gods dammit. “Please~ Dabi, please. Feels good. Feels so good, let me just-Fuck~!”
Dabi smirks, speeding up his strokes a bit as Hawks’ sweet moans and cries filled the air. “Careful, birdie. What if a civilian hears you? ”
“They can take a picture for all I care just let me cum, dammit!” Hawks snarls, pupils basically non-existent with how turned on he is, and, after being edged five times already today, he was so fucking close but it was like something had a hold on his ability to do so and he swears he might actually lose it.
Dabi’s low laugh echoes through the hero’s head before the block is removed. “Go ahead, pretty bird. Paint this awful uniform white. I’m sure it will look much better with a reminder of how I can ruin you even in death. ”
“DabiIII~!” Hawks cries out as Dabi does something with his taloned hand that makes him see stars and cum hard across his shirt and jacket.
It might be Dabi leaving his body at the last second to watch him fall apart, might have been the possession itself, or maybe it was even the orgasm, but Hawks passes out for several minutes. When he finally regains consciousness, he groans, completely exhausted and his body aching, but also stupidly relaxed from the force of his orgasm and now he just wants to nap. If the remaining fuzz is anything to go by, Hawks probably won’t have a choice, but he has a patrol to finish.
“Bunny girl is covering the rest of your patrol, and bringing you clothes,” Dabi speaks up next to him, still using the generator’s energy to hold up Hawks’ phone that he swiped. “Gonna spray you with more ectoplasm so you can say it was a villain or something, but you should probably get your pants on.”
Hawks blinks at him for a moment before nodding sleepily. He hadn’t completely processed Dabi’s words, but he could at least follow the order of getting his clothes on before making a face when more radioactive-looking goo covers him.
“In my hair? Really?” Hawks gripes, pulling his gloves back on to try to wipe it off.
“Would look suspicious otherwise,” Dabi smirks. He definitely did it just to annoy Hawks, but he wasn’t wrong.
“Yeah, sure.” Hawks huffs, smearing it around until it covers the lines of cum, and apparently just in time too because his head swivels at the sound of smacking footfalls running across the roofs. “She must have been near bye. Hide.”
Dabi fades out of existence to return to his earring just as Rumi lands on the roof with a look that spells death for whoever attacked her friend. It would be intimidating if the culprit wasn’t already dead.
It takes a little bit for Hawks to reassure Rumi that he’s fine before he’s allowed to fly home with strict best friend orders to rest. He barely makes it through the balcony door before his body tries to do just that.
“Why is that so exhausting?” Hawks groans as he drags himself to the bathroom to sink the bath that Dabi had floated ahead to start.
“Your body is actively trying to eject me the whole time so I imagine that takes a toll.” Dabi shrugs as he floats above the tub.
“Cumming my brains out probably didn’t help.” He sighs, sinking into the water after just shredding his clothes with his feathers.
Dabi snorts above him as he pours shampoo on Hawks’ head. “Probably not.”
Hawks hums happily as Dabi does his best to help with aftercare stuff, and it ends with Hawks’ phone and several more lightbulbs dead, but eventually, the hero manages to stumble into bed.
“Good thing Rumi owes me a few days.” Hawks slurs, eyelids already closed. “Cause I don’t think I’m moving for a bit again.”
“You were off the next two days anyway.” Dabi shrugs from above Hawks.
Hawks forces an eye open just to glare at the ghost. “You planned this well, huh?”
“Yup,” Dabi smirks, starting to fade a bit as he prepares to go back into his item for his own form of rest.
“Menace, even in death.” Hawks mumbles as he finally lets sleep start claiming him.
