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#Bottom dabi
demovamp · 4 months
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gn reader !! sub dabi , breeding kink , overstim , cockwarming
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dabi, who gets all whiny and possessive when you ride him. desperately grabbing at your body as he tried fucking up into you.
dabi, who whimpers and whines every time you clench around him.
dabi, who gets so lost in the way you feel that he's just talking about everything he wants to do with you.
"please... let me cum inside. i'll take good care of you." he pulls you against his chest and buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent. "i want you to have my baby. please... i want – i need to."
dabi, who keeps begging and begging. he doesn't care if his voice gets hoarse.
dabi, who ends up cumming to early, pushing his hips against your body so it'll stay inside.
dabi, whose legs are trembling as he tries to hold you up. his hands are gripping at your skin tightly.
dabi, who eventually lets his body relax and leans his head back, closing his eyes.
you start moving your hips slowly, earning a small jolt from the villain. he opens his eyes and looks at you, surprised. "what?" you coo, touching his face, "you want a baby, right? we have to make sure it works. one time isn't enough, pretty."
dabi, who ends up cumming inside god knows how many times (4 or 5).
dabi, who ends up crying from the pleasure.
dabi, who holds you to his chest and lets you fall asleep with his dick inside you.
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lymoon00 · 3 months
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i don't mean any disrespect or offense but how the fuck some people see dabi as a top i can't imagine how tfff ??
his so bottom coded he looks like a bratty bottom when i try to write or draw him top i just can't it feels unsuitable and wrong
and those who call him daddy ?? i really don't mean any offense but howww how u guys hes so babygirlie hes so bottom idkkk
for me .. dabi is the bottomest bottom ever and sorry 😭🥰💋
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anime-addict-362 · 11 months
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Tired Pt. 3/6
Cw: NSFW, Female Y/N x Dabi, sub Dabi, lots of kissing, leg humping, begging, praise, very small pain kink but its there, its sickening how in love they are
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Dabi passed back out after cleaning Y/N up in a quick shower. As quick as he woke up, he fell tired again quickly. So he went back to sleep, once Y/N was in bed with him.
Y/N stayed awake, just on her phone. Dabi laid on her chest, and... She could only think one think.
He is so fucking handsome.
She ran a hand through his hair just to see him huff out a breath, onto her chest. He was always an angry looking person, but he looked so calm in his sleep.
She dug her nails softly into Dabi's scalp, watching his jaw drop just a bit as he let out another small huff of air. She scratched and he pushed his head back into the hand, still passed out.
His hair was messy, mostly pushed back from when she was messing with it. So leaned forward and kissed his forehead.
His arms wrapped around her back, eyes opening slightly. He looked up to her as she kissed down his cheek, over where his scars met his healthy skin, and to his jawline.
"Hi," He groaned out, bringing a hand up to the back of Y/N's neck.
"Hello," Y/N smiled, pressing their bosies together.
Dabi held her tighter, her leg slotting between his. He kissed her neck and bit her shoulder, just to hear her groan and slap him away.
"Stooop," Y/N huffed with a smile. "No marks, I have-"
"A strict job, I know," Dabi smiled back. She lifted his head and kissed her, attempting to press himself closer to her.
She kissed back with a hum, pushing her leg between his harder. He choked at the sudden feeling.
"Again," He laughed softly, barely pulling away from her lips.
"You're the one that keeps getting hard," Y/N grinned, kissing him again.
He kissed back, not bothering to argue that. She was right. He was.
It only took a minute of Y/N barely grinding her leg against him until he was fully hard, and grinding right back.
He pulled away from her mouth snd now had his face buried into her neck. He could still smell her conditioner, and her lotion.
"Fuck," He moaned from half pain, half pleasure when she pushed her thigh up roughly. "Yes," He nodded, holding her tighter. "More, please."
Y/N reached down and pull his sweatpants down to his thighs, and he didn't give her much more of a chance to do more, because he was grinding more.
The only barrier left was the thin fabric of his boxers. He breathed heavily into her neck, hips fucking up onto her thigh like he was actully fucking her.
"Fuck Y/N," He half chuckled, half moaned. "Yes, you feel so fucking good."
"Do I," Y/N asked, sounding amused. "You're doing most of the work there, babe."
"Still good," Dabi grinned.
"You're doing so good," Y/N whispered, running a hand up his shirt. "Fucking my thigh like a goddamn dog, you're so fucking hot."
Dabi moaned, and stopped his grinding to pull down his boxers. It wasn't enough, he needed more. Y/N moved her hand down to help when he struggled.
Once they were off, she moved she she was on top of him, but didn't move the leg that still sat in between his. And Dabi didn't stop, just bringing his hips up to fuck her thigh.
The change in position helped him, watching and Y/N look down to him with that smug look, still praising him.
"You look so pretty, Dabi," Y/N hummed, moving to kiss him softly. "So good under me like this, fucking my thigh just like you fuck me. You're beautiful baby."
Dabi felt himself get close, eyes closing. Then Y/N's weight fell on him as she kissed his scarred neck.
He moaned, hips fucking up faster, now with the tip of his cock grinding against her shirt covered stomach.
"I'm gonna cum," He moaned, an arm wrapping around Y/N's back, hand grabbing her shirt. "Gonna- Fuck- Y/N," He continued to moan.
"So good, keep going baby, come on me," Y/N grinned and bit his neck.
He let his head fall back as he came, jaw dropping. He moaned out Y/N's name, hips slowly to a stop.
"Let me fuck you," Dabi whined, then flipped them so he could kiss Y/N properly, roughly. "I'll fuck you so good."
"Promise," Y/N grinned.
"Promise."
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thesakuragarnet · 6 months
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My Eden
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Summary: After casually seeing each other for weeks, Hawks is desperate to take things to the next level with Dabi... but the villain is desperate to tell him the truth.
~My, my, those eyes like fire~ ~I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre~
(Inspired by Sleep Token's "Take Me Back To Eden")
THIS WORK IS 18+ ONLY! S3XUAL TAGS WILL BE HIDDEN BELOW THE KEEP READING BUTTON!
Non-Spicy Tags: canon-typical violence, DabiHawks, canon-ish timeline, swearing, fluff, smut, light angst, intimacy, alternate canon, making out, love confessions/confessions in general, (demisexual Dabi timeline of mine?)
Word Count: 2,867 words
AO3 link
Spicy Tags: virgin Dabi, sub top Dabi, flirty bottom Hawks, explicit s3xual content, grinding, quirk use during s3x, first time, praise k!nk, a n a l s3x, sweet/hot
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Dabi can't take it anymore. He simply doesn't know what to do with himself. Every fleeting touch. Every light laugh. Every adoring glance. Hawks has been nothing but angelic toward him, and Dabi is utterly obsessed. Their first date was unnaturally natural...they were like two sides of the same coin. Dabi found himself wishing Hawks would never shut up; just hearing his voice was enough to make his heart flutter and his stomach fill with butterflies. Even though he tried to fight it, he's fallen in love with Keigo Takami all over again...his childhood friend turned enemy...turned partner as of a few weeks ago. Keigo had no idea...and, surprisingly, he hadn't seemed to make the connection yet. He'd rekindled his feelings by jumping headfirst, and Hawks seemed to return every subtle gesture with unmatched intensity. Dabi had never felt more loved in his entire life. He never thought he'd deserve this...he never thought someone could think about him in these ways before. He'd been biting his tongue with every passing second. He loved Hawks. There was zero doubt that he loved Hawks...but something inside him forbade him from voicing it aloud. He was afraid. Dabi's paranoia had a chokehold on him. Hawks was still a Pro Hero. Hawks could still be a traitor... Still...some part of him wanted Keigo to know the truth.
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Typically, it was Dabi that would orchestrate meetings with Hawks...so it caught the scarred villain off guard when the Hero messaged him, requesting a rendezvous at their usual warehouse by the harbor on the outskirts of the Gunga Mountain Villa.
Dabi takes a deep breath as he straightens the collar of his leather jacket before pushing the sliding door and stepping into the darkness of the warehouse. Usually, it smells like dust and salt...but tonight, Dabi can smell faint jasmine and cinnamon. He raises his eyebrow. 
"Hawks?" Dabi calls out cautiously, his eyes adjusting to the darkness as he sees faint orange glows and shadows flickering off the walls. He walks down the aisle of boxes, turning through the maze until he gets to the alcove where they usually meet. His eyes widen. Hawks has laid out scented candles sparsely on the metal beams, and he leans against the back wall, seemingly impressed with his minimal efforts to set a mood. 
"What's all this?" Dabi mutters, feeling his heart race. Hawks smiles smugly. 
"Oh, it's nothing. I just...I wanted us to finally get a little alone time is all. I know it's hard with that Skeptic guy bugging the entire base. It's not like we can go to the movies either. You: one of Japan's most wanted. Me: one of Japan's most loved. We wouldn't get to enjoy it," Hawks rambles as he slowly struts up to his boyfriend, batting his long eyelashes up at him. 
"So you wanted to meet for some alone time? You don't wanna talk business?" Dabi stammers, a little confused. Hawks is wearing one of his tighter compression shirts, and he can see the shadows of his sculpted muscles through the flickering firelight. 
"I mean...it's our business," Hawks smirks, tracing his finger on the low neckline of Dabi's T-shirt. Dabi's face feels hot, and he gulps.
"You don't have some patrol you need to be at?" Dabi tries to make an excuse. He's not used to this tension. He's not used to wanting it to snap in a split second. Usually, he'd want to burn anyone who dares touch him...he even only limits Toga and Twice to five-second hugs. But...Dabi could let Hawks touch him until the world ended...until his brain dissolved into nothing. 
"You're more important," Hawks trills, golden eyes melting into cerulean as their gazes meet. Dabi feels like his chest is going to implode at the words. Hawks praises him so casually...it's all intoxicatingly alien. If his skin was his own, Dabi would be feeling goosebumps. 
"Please," Dabi rolls his eyes, trying to brush it off, but he can't hide the subtle want in his tone. Hawks picks up on it instantaneously. He walks his fingers up to the edge of Dabi's jacket collar, teasingly pushing at it. 
"Maybe we should lose these jackets...it's getting a little hot in here," Hawks grins, and Dabi feels his mouth dry out. He lets the hero slip off his leather, and the silver conductor cuffs resonate as the jacket falls to the floor. Without a word, Dabi helps Hawks out of his Hero jacket, absentmindedly tossing it to the side. Dabi sharply inhales as Hawks immediately traces the scars that run up his arms. He presses just hard enough to where Dabi can feel it, his manicured nails dancing delicately over the purple skin. Dabi can't take his eyes off of Hawks' biceps as they flex; it's like he's in a trance. 
"You know...I've been doing a lot of thinking," Hawks murmurs softly, making Dabi freeze.
"And...I think...I want to take our relationship to the next level, Dabi," Hawks breathes, leaning forward to whisper in the villain's ear. 
"Would you like that?"
Dabi can feel the grin on Hawks' lips before he presses them just below his ear, and, on pure instinct, he grabs him by the shoulders and shoves him against the wall. He hates how vulnerable he feels. He's supposed to be stoic. He's supposed to be untouchable. Dabi doesn't feel things... Touya does. The part of him that died all those years ago...consumed by too much emotion. He's felt that part of him awaken the more he interacts with Hawks. Touya...Keigo's childhood friend. Touya...the part of him that refuses to remain silent for much longer. 
"Sorry. Sorry. Forgot you prefer things slow," Hawks laughs light-heartedly, eyes twinkling in the darkness, and Dabi's grip slacks. He expects Hawks to fear him...maybe he should want Hawks to be afraid. Yet, he never is. 
"Let's just...see where...this takes us," Dabi admits, feeling his heart skip beat after beat. "I'm just...I'm still not sure if I trust you."
' I'm not so sure that I trust anyone, ' Dabi thinks to himself. It physically pains him to speak it aloud. He doesn't trust Hawks...he trusts Keigo . 
Hawks' gaze softens, and he gently reaches up, cupping Dabi's face in his hands. "Then...let me help you learn to trust me."
Hawks' eyes flutter closed, and he leans in. Dabi lets the darkness envelop him as he submits, letting the hero join their lips. Hawks' kisses are ethereal, and Dabi melts into every single one of them. The Pro Hero's hands travel past Dabi's cheeks, wrapping around the back of the villain's neck limply, and Dabi moves his grip to Hawks' waist, pulling him close. They drink each other in, completely losing themselves in the moment. Dabi feels his broken heart swell once again, and he shudders at the hero's touch. 
'Tell him...tell him...call him by his real name .' Dabi's head swims, and it forces him to break the kiss. 
"Something wrong?" Hawks cocks his head to the side, eyes scanning... calculating . Dabi breathes heavily through his nose, staring blankly at his lover, holding his tongue. Hawks drops his hands back to his sides as the hair stands up on the back of his neck. Dabi's mouth hangs open ever so slightly, words refusing to come out. Dabi regains his composure, shaking his head and digging his black, painted nails into Hawks' hips as he presses hungry kisses down the hero's jawline. Hawks leans into the touch, a pleasured sigh dripping from his lips as Dabi gently sinks his teeth into his neck. Hastily, Keigo shoves him away, frantic to return the gesture as he presses Dabi up against the wall, fangs biting into the scarred flesh on his neck. The sensation catches the villain off guard, and he speaks without thinking. 
" Keigo ," He sighs, and time stops. 
SHIIK. 
A feather blade is pressed to Dabi's neck, digging in ever so slightly right where Keigo's mouth was moments ago, and a chill shoots through the villain. 
"What. Did you call me?" Hawks growls, and when Dabi opens his eyes, the hero's amorous stare has been replaced with piercing fury. 
"K-Keigo, please-" Dabi croaks, voice straining beneath the pressure of the feather, but he's only met with hostility as Hawks presses the blade further, threatening to cut into his flesh. 
"SHUT UP! HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?!" Keigo snarls, and Dabi's heart drops. He's never seen the Pro so feral before, and it's making a part of him regret everything. Blood beads between the staples beneath his eyes. 
"You really...don't know?" Dabi coughs, his throat clenching on nothing. Curse his fucking burned tear ducts. "You're smarter than that, birdie. Think about my Quirk for two seconds."
Hawks remains silent, gritting his teeth as his eyes bore into Dabi. Finally, the puzzle pieces click. 
“Touya?” Keigo whispers, dropping his weapon. He always thought there was a shred of familiarity in the BlueFlame wielder’s cold gaze, and, now, he understood why. Dabi goes into a coughing fit, gasping for air, unsure whether to be relieved or not as Hawks tentatively reaches up to touch his face, his fingers ever so slightly brushing up against the burn scars with newfound recognition. 
“You're alive?” Keigo breathes, a tear streaming slowly down his face.
"You could say that," Dabi snorts, catching his breath. "I didn't realize your real name was a touchy subject."
Hawks' lips curl into a deeper frown, and he sighs. He continues to gently stroke Touya's cheek, as if he's trying to memorize the exact texture of his skin. 
"Did...did I ruin the moment?" Dabi chuckles, and Hawks forces a small smile. 
"Please...just...don't tell anyone," He murmurs, and Dabi blinks. 
"I won't tell if you won't," He teases, trying to lighten the mood, and Hawks nuzzles into his chest. Dabi sighs when he feels his lover's lips gently pressing into the unburned flesh on his chest, pulling down his V-neck to expose more of his body. 
"So...this doesn't change anything?" Dabi huffs, and Hawks shakes his head as he pulls off the villain's shirt before removing his own. 
"Not a damn thing," Keigo whispers before he practically drags Dabi toward one of the ledges against the wall, coaxing him to sit down as he crawls into his lap, straddling him. A gasp bursts from the villain's lips as Hawks softly grinds against him, tilting his chin up with his finger and kissing him passionately. Touya moans softly into the kiss, eyes rolling back into his head as he feels Keigo's tongue gliding across his lip. His arms reach up, running his fingertips through Keigo's feathers and forcing low groans out of the hero as he pulls him even closer. He sharply inhales when he feels Keigo unbuckling his belt, sweet chills rolling underneath his skin as he hears the button on his pants unclasp and his zipper un-zip. His tongue eagerly meets his lover's, and his hands heat up ever so slightly, warming up Hawks' wings. Keigo cups Touya's face as he pulls back, a thin strand of saliva still connecting their lips. 
"You're so beautiful," Keigo whispers with a soft smile, and Touya becomes putty in his hands, eyes shimmering, blood slowly trickling beneath his eyes. 
"You lie," Dabi laughs so quietly that it's barely a whisper, but Keigo gently kisses his nose. 
"I'd never lie to you."
Those words shake Dabi to his fucking core. Oh, he's so far gone. He...he feels like Touya again. Vulnerable. Emotional. Catalytic. A ticking time bomb full of tears and joy and anger. Dabi shudders as Hawks' feathers rip away at the rest of the Pro's clothes, leaving him completely naked on his lap. Dabi leans his head back, eyes fluttering closed as Hawks delicately frees him from his boxers. A cold, slick sensation sends shivers down Dabi’s spine as the Pro gently massages lube over his erection. An uncharacteristically high-pitched whine leaves Dabi's throat. No one's ever touched him in this way before. He hasn't let anyone dare...not that anyone has wanted to in the first place. His body is so broken...it's a miracle that he's even able to feel any of this. In fact, for the longest time, he wasn't sure he was capable...yet Hawks...no...Keigo is proving him wrong. His heart is wrapped up like a present...all for this Pro Hero...and now...he's completely submitting himself to him. Gently, Hawks lowers himself down onto Dabi's cock with hitched breaths and fluttering wings. Dabi gasps, moans pouring from his throat as he feels himself bottoming out inside Hawks as the winged man sits flush in his lap. The sensations are completely new and intoxicating. His mind turns to jelly as his brain fogs with pleasure. 
"Shhhhh," Hawks coos, leaning forward to press a tender kiss to Dabi's forehead, his own words stuttering from the overwhelming feelings. "Fuck, you feel good inside me."
"So...goddamn tight," Dabi grunts, reaching up to wrap his arms around the hero, stroking his wings and sloppily kissing him. Slowly, Hawks begins bouncing up and down, creating exhilarating friction that makes Dabi whimper into the kiss. Keigo gasps as he breaks free from the kiss, mouth hanging open with heavy breaths as his insides squeeze around Dabi. Their eyes stare with heavy lids, caught in a war of love and lust and obsession. 
"God...," Dabi pants, feeling his Quirk prickle beneath his skin. He takes deep breaths, trying to calm himself as Hawks continues to ride him. 
" I love you. "
Dabi almost chokes, eyes widening simultaneously with fear and love as he hears Hawks groan those three little words with such genuine passion. 
"What?" Dabi grunts, part of him hoping that Hawks will act like he didn't mean to say anything, but Hawks just laughs between sighs of pleasure. 
"I...I love you, Touya," Hawks smiles, and Dabi's heart practically explodes; his cheeks burn and his eyes sting. He feels red trickling beneath the scars beneath his eyes. If his tear ducts weren't burned shut, he'd be sobbing. A choked gasp bursts from his throat as he clings to his Hero. He's lost. Oh, he's so fucking lost in his emotions that he doesn't think he'll ever get back to that cold, callous front he'd spent years crafting. 
"Fuck...I love you, too, Keigo," Dabi huffs, crimson streaks streaming down his face as he embraces Hawks as tight as he possibly can, feeling the dull tug of his staples straining under the pressure. "I love you so fucking much," He breathes out, panting heavily as he ruts up into Hawks with a fervor, forcing cries out of the bird. 
"Oh, Keigo ," Dabi moans, his raspy voice cracking as he feels something stir in the pit of his stomach. " Keigo...Fuck...Keigo...Oh God...Keigo ," He pants over and over, his voice laced with liquid lust and love. Keigo seems to whine louder every time Touya says his name; it's previous enraging effect has been completely replaced with intense devotion. 
" Touya , ~ah~," Hawks gasps, stuttering his lover's name repeatedly. The sounds of flesh smacking against flesh echo throughout the warehouse, interrupted by the sighs and cries of the lovers. 
" Kei. ..Kei, I'm gonna-I'm gonna-" Touya stammers, his thrusts becoming haphazard, and Keigo flexes his muscles, squeezing Dabi in all the right places. 
"Me too," Keigo whines, his voice hitching on a soft wail. 
“Oh, Touya. It feels so good. So good, ” Keigo sobs, tears pricking at his eyes as he lets his true emotions overtake him, his hero persona momentarily vanishing. They scream each other's real names in a simultaneous heated cry as they both release moments after one another. Slowly, they come down from their highs, and Keigo's feathers sweep away the sticky white splashes that cover Touya's exposed abs. The second Keigo pulls himself off of Touya's cock, the villain hurriedly zips himself back into his pants and pulls the hero into a loving embrace. Keigo's wings wrap around Touya, shielding him in a ruby red sea of soft vanes. 
"Fuck," Dabi's sigh dissolves into a content laugh, and Hawks grins, nuzzling into Touya's neck. "That was...amazing."
"You're not so bad yourself...for a virgin," Hawks teases, and Dabi rolls his eyes. 
"Not a virgin anymore, idiot," He snaps, only to be shut up with a kiss. He melts into his lover's touch immediately, tongues intertwining and satisfied hums bubbling in their throats. Dabi opens his eyes, seeing red from his bloody tears, and he hastily moves to wipe them away. Hawks kisses the scars beneath his eyes, gently caressing his face before pressing down on the scars with the pads of his fingers, keeping the blood from spilling out. 
“Here. Lemme stop the bleeding. Just for a minute,” Keigo whispers tenderly, and Touya gulps, nodding slightly. He gently strokes Keigo’s wings, holding him close as Keigo tends to his wounds. 
In this moment, they are no longer a villain and a hero. They are only Touya and Keigo.
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whywouldisayprinter · 3 months
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Finally, finally, done with my art for @satancopilotsmytardis ' Shigadabi fic "Network Visibility" which is just *chef's kiss*
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the-free-elf-dabi · 10 months
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Bottom Dabi your welcome ;)
credit to artist
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mamamangaka · 10 months
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HawksDabi has me by the balls, guys
[Work in progress]
•DO NOT USE OR REPOST•
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lymoon00 · 3 months
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i love bottom submissive masochist dabi hehe
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anime-addict-362 · 11 months
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Tired Pt. 5/6
CW: NSFW, Female Y/N x Dabi, sub Dabi, oral sex (male receiving), overstimulation, deep throating, cum eating, penetration (male receiving), spit as lube, fingering (male receiving), crying (kinda)
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Dabi moaned both at the feeling, and sight of Y/N sucking his dick. It was only a minute and he felt like he was going to come.
Scratch that, he WAS going to come.
"Y/N," He moaned, head falling back. "I'm gonna come."
Y/N hummed and he tensed at the sudden vibration of it. He came in Y/N's mouth, eyes practically rolling back.
Then he realized Y/N wasn't pulling away. He didn't know whether to be relieved or not.
He said months ago he like overstimulation, and ever since, Y/N has done it randomly. Obviously this was one of those times.
He let himself fall back, unaware of how long he was gonna feel the hot feeling of Y/N's mouth. He hoped it was long.
He couldn't stop his hips tensing as she continued, taking him in farther, not daring to give him a chance to go soft. He also couldn't shut up.
He didn't bother to try and string together a sentence, just moaning and whining. Then he felt his dick slide into Y/N's throat.
His jaw dropped and he let out an opened mouth moan, that... Was truly embarrassing. But Y/N apparently liked it, by the moan she let out of her own mouth, vibrating his cock once again.
He practically sobbed at the moan Y/N let out, the sensitivity taking over. He just kept swearing, moaning, whining, doing his absolute best not to thrust into Y/N's throat while she was already doing so good.
Then a finger slid into his mouth. He knew she wanted him to suck, but he wasn't sure if he could. He tried his best anyway.
By the time she was pulling her finger away, his chin was covered in his own spit, and he was on the very edge of another orgasm. He couldn't talk, and he didn't want to come as deep in her throat as he was at the moment, so he pulled her hair, looking her in the eye as she looked up to her.
She just hummed again and he was coming on her tongue, and he felt his legs shake. His eyes did roll back this time, and he came louder than he wanted to.
He sobbed as that spit covered finger slid into his ass, slowly. "Fuck," He yelled out, the hand in Y/N's hair tightening.
Y/N pin pointed his prostate perfectly, and he let out a cry as she pushed into it. She pulled off his dick, and leaned over him, opening his mouth with her free hand. She kissed him messily, and he immediately felt his come in his mouth.
She continued to massage his prostate with the finger, and he could only cry into her mouth. It was too good, almost too painful, but he fucking loved it.
Y/N pulled away from his mouth, and he looked her in the eye. His eyes burned with the tears that wanted to be there, but they just weren't falling with the way his scarring was around his eyes.
"Y/N," He sobbed and she kissed his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his chin, before laying the most loving kiss on his lips.
He tried his best to kiss back, but it was just messy and uncoordinated. "I love you," He opted for sobbing that out.
"I love you too, baby," Y/N smiled softly. "I love you so much, taking me so good, you're so pretty, you're so perfectly for me, babe."
Dabi nodded, feeling the third orgasm build up, very slowly. He started shaking his head. "I- I can't- It's too much-"
"Yes you can," Y/N whispered. "You're so close already, and you're doing beautifully for me so far. You can do it, come for me."
It only few times that he's able to come from just his prostate, but he was sure the overstimulation and sensitivity of it all was helping a lot.
So he nodded rough, bring a hand down to grab at Y/N's busy wrist, holding hard. It hit him harder than any of the other ones, and he was sure no cum came out anyway. He whimpered and whined, legs shaking hard.
This time, Y/N pulled away. He took a deep breath of relief, then huffed as Y/N landed on him. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her shoulder gently.
"You're insane," He grumbled, pretty sure his dick was numb.
"Thank you," Y/N yawned.
"No falling asleep, we have to get clean," Dabi groaned. "Especially you, you smell rancid."
"I smell amazing and you know it."
He smiles softly and kissed her, putting a hand into her messy hair to hold the back of her head. "I love you."
"I love you too, Dabi."
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beautifulsenpai · 3 months
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LUCKY TO HAVE YOU
dabi x male reader
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summary | 𝖽𝖺𝖻𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋. 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌.
fandom | 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺 (𝖻𝗇𝗁𝖺)
genre | 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐
requested | 𝗒𝖾𝗌
author’s note | 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇? 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌/𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌
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the door of dabi’s and his husband’s shared house creaked wide open. dabi wobbled inside the house, eyes droopy, panting as his face covered in bruises and clothes dirty. battling heroes was definitely not an easy job.
he entered the house and lightly kicked the door closed, not bothering to shut the door with his hands. he leaned onto the door, sliding down just a tad, head hung low as his panting turned into slow and controlled. he kicked off his boots, also not bothering to take them off with his hands.
he continued to rest near the door until he heard a divine voice call out to him from the kitchen, "toya?". that was (name), his adoring husband. who would be crazy enough to date one of the most dangerous criminals in Japan, as well as marry one?!
(name) was a saint. every time he was badly injured, (name) would attend to his wounds, which he has experienced since he was a nurse. wow, imagine that a kind-hearted nurse engaged to the most wanted villain. dabi tiredly took off his dark blue jacket and threw it somewhere.
as his jacket landed somewhere, (name) had already headed out of the kitchen, and strolled where dabi was with a small kitchen towel on his hands, drying his hands. (name) was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, topped off with a blue apron that was tied nicely around his waist, and light denim shorts.
(name) looked stunning, like a cute housewife. as (name) spotted dabi’s exhausted form, his mouth curved into a smile as his eyes widened in excitement. “toya-kun!! you’re back!!”, (name) cheered in excitement as he ran to dabi, and leaped into his arms.
as (name’s) body collided with his, he spared no time wrapping his arms around (name’s) torso lovingly. (name’s) hands were pressed onto dabi’s chest softly as he nuzzled onto his chest while smiling warmly with his eyes closed, missing dabi’s embrace.
dabi couldn’t help but smile at his adoring husband. he kissed on top of (name’s) head before gently running one of his hands through (name’s) hair. “how was your day, my pretty boy?”, dabi asked as he continued to run his hand through (name’s) hair. (name) blushed, and giggled at the cute pet name.
“it was so busy! so many clients! but overall, it was great baby!~”, (name) replied with joy in his voice. (name) looked upwards to meet dabi’s gaze as he placed both of his hands onto dabi’s scarred cheeks affectionately, staring lovingly at dabi’s heavily lidded turquoise eyes as dabi stared right back at his.
it took a second to finally realize how dabi looked drained, and his face scattered with a bit of bruise and blood, probably from a hero or from his purple stapled skin that was attached to his skin. “toya, oh my..you look exhausted! your face is scattered with blood and bruises!”, (name) stammered with worry in his voice as he inspected his face more.
dabi playfully rolled his eyes with a smile. “i’m fine sweetheart, really, i am”, dabi reassured him with a smile. (name) trusted his words, but he couldn’t help but be worried for him. how he constantly gets hurt from fighting heroes, the chance he’ll get caught and will be taken away from him, and the thought keeps (name) up all night.
“i..i’m just afraid, and-”, (name) whispered, but sighed afterward as he shook his head with his eyes closed. he stared back at dabi with a smile. “why won’t you get cleaned up, dear. dinners almost ready! i made your favorite!-” (name) chimed but he remembered about the meal that was cooking in the kitchen, it’s going to burn!
(name) gasped as he released himself from dabi’s hold and ran to the kitchen. “the food!”, (name) cried as he ran into the kitchen. dabi chuckled as he thought about what (name) said. cleaning himself doesn’t sound bad at all, maybe a shower and changing into comfy clothes would do the trick, and then enjoying (name’s) delightful food. could it get better than this?
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it can. dabi was seated on the couch, his mouth covered his mouth, muffling his moans, eyes shut as his cheeks burned red, legs spread with his sweatpants and underwear down enough for his cock to be free, and (name) was on his knees, kissing dabi’s cock.
(name’s) eyes were closed, opening them from time to time to stare up at dabi, checking if he was making dabi feel good as dabi’s cock stood proud. (name) kiss the base of the cock to the reddened tip, making it twitch.
“you’re so cute toya..so cute..~”, (name) murmured against dabi’s cock, then rubbing his cheek against it, making the tip ooze out pre-cum. dabi whined onto his hand, his cock was sensitive and the gentle kisses from (name) were making the thick meat pole writhe from pleasure.
(name) was kissing softly only on the head of dabi’s cock. dabi bit onto his bottom lip to prevent him from moaning as the tip oozed out more pre-cum, (name) didn’t mind. his tongue would lap the liquid into his mouth, swallowing the salty liquid.
(name) continue to leave a trail of kisses on his thick cock, and murmured praises that make dabi heart flutter. (name) grabbed the base of dabi’s cock, and swallowed the whole tip inside his mouth, making dabi shiver. he removed his hand from his mouth as he stared down at (name).
dabi almost spilled his hot cum inside of (name’s) mouth from seeing him looking up at him with his fuckable face. (name’s) eyes were squinted with heart-shaped pupils, and face flushed red. (name’s) tongue was swirling around the swollen red tip inside of his warm mouth.
“oh god (name)..you’re making me feel so good~”, dabi breathed as he threw his head back on the couch cushion as he felt his orgasm approaching. dabi couldn’t stop moaning, it felt too damn good. (name) pulled his head away from dabi’s cock tip with a pop, watching how his saliva trickle down to the base.
(name) started to jerk dabi’s cock, coating his hand with his spit, making lewd sounds. (name) tongue stick out as he placed the head of dabi’s cock onto his tongue, more pre-cum spilling on his tongue.
dabi's moans became louder, his hands softly gripped onto (name’s) hair to make sure that (name) would not pull away when he flooded his mouth with his seed. (name) started to jerk him even faster, “cum for me toya!~ cum all over my face as much as you want!”.
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yeah..the last part was rushed..sorry
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splataii · 1 year
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so uh @b1ueprinc3 made a post and i was inspired to make this drabble.
pervert manager dabi x male reader
cw: sub/bottom male reader, top/dom character, dacryphilia, degradation, minor exhibitionism, groping
anyway dabi first meets you an just thinks ur so fucking cute. he just loves your enegry and attitude, and becomes a lil too eager to train you, always being a lil touchy. hes down horrendous, always grabbing ur ass to congratulate you for a job well done at the end of the day or whatever.
insists he a “hands on learning” typa guy. always grabbing you by the waist so he can grind his obvious boner against your ass as he scoots behind you. always grabs u by the back of the neck, rubbing a thumb up its side as he leans over your shoulder to look at whatever work has you occupied. grabs you by the beltloop when youre passing him so he can spin you around and tell you about this “important work related thing” while he keeps his fingers pressed into your hips.
he already thinks you look pretty good in the assigned uniform, but one day, he has the genius idea to spill some water or something over you so you're forced to change into a top that's a couple sizes too small (which he insists is the only available uniform, yes it's mandatory, no you can't go home and change).
he promises it was an accident, and that he’ll wash it for you (despite the fact you insist you can clean it yourself) but instead spends his time dropping random shit on the ground so he can see your pants strain against ur ass and the way your shirt rides up your back.
the liar also takes your old shirt to the backroom to fist his cock with, pretending it's ur fucked out face he's cumming on. you ain't never getting that shit back
speaking of jerking off, this bitch does it all the time. specifically does it when youre getting off break and heading to the break rooms, so you can hear the sound of him shamelessly moaning your name as he finishes to another one of his gross fantasies of you laying spread out for him in his bed. he exits the stall and smiles when he sees your face like its no big. always makes sure to give ur ass a nice slap and some half assed “work hard” crap before he leaves you totally embarrassed.
nyway he also a bit overprotective, never stepping more than a couple feet away from you while you're working with a customer, and even other coworkers. he knows people know how cute you are. why would he leave his sweet boy to deal with those random mofos? he just stands behind you glaring when he feels someone is getting too close. you get a little confused, when they eventually leave, terrified, but he's always there to comfort you. your ass is his, you don't need no one else baby<3
he can have a bit of a mean streak sometimes tho, stretching you thin. whenever you (expectedly) fail to meet his impossible deadlines, he’s teasing you. talking about what a dumb little boy you are. he could probably fire you, if he wanted to. but he wont. if you could do this one little thing for him.. he pulls you into an old storage closet, freeing his cock from the confines of his pants so he can slap it on your face and spread his pre all over your cheek and nose. he can't help it, you just look a lot cuter this way. besides, he knows you can take it. dumb little boys like you are only made for one thing. since you're such a bad employee, show him what a damn good whore you are.
dabi claims he's only mean cause he cares. boys like you need to be taught a lesson so no one can take advantage of you. but sometimes, he plays like he's gonna make you answer calls while hes spearing you on his dick, just so he can see your pretty tears as you shake ur head no.
once again, he can have complete one eighty's, giving you all these bonuses and gifts at work saying “you deserve it” and all that shit, but everybody at work knows the reason you get all this special treatment is cause he slutting you out behind closed doors.
at the end of the day, you’re really just dabi’s personal whore. and everyone knows it.
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s1ckh1mb0 · 8 months
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Gojo, Jeff the killer, Dabi
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giving-eraser-head · 2 years
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Just… dirtbag!Dabi and Hawks… when your roommate’s older ‘friends’ came over, she told you they were a little rowdy but nice when you got to know them- you didn’t know what you were expecting, but definitely not the two monsters that walked in: you could see from the way their arms flexed through their sleeves that they could tear you apart with their bare hands, and you could tell from they way they grinned at you that they would. 
“Who’s this pretty little thing?” Dabi smirks, stepping uncomfortably close and lifting your chin critically. 
Hawks snorts and buries his face in your roommate’s neck. 
“This is- ah- Y/n, and uh, y/n, Hawks-” she points to the one running his tongue along her skin- “and Dabi.”
“Hey sweetheart,” Dabi says, letting his gaze linger on your chest for a little too long. “You’re so cute. I could eat you.” You freeze in place, staring at him blankly. 
“Don’t scare the girl,” Hawks mutters. “She’s not gonna fuck you if you talk to her like that.”
At that, you gasp and feel your face get hot. 
Dabi looks you up and down and shrugs. “She’s gonna fuck me either way.”
And he was right- a week later and he has you bent over his desk for the second time that day, ramming into you from behind while Hawks smokes a blunt on the bed. You’re a mess, drooling onto yourself and the polished wood, cunt leaking down your thighs. Dabi has a fistful of your hair and he’s whispering obscenities into your ear while Hawks observes quietly with a shit eating-grin. He’d already had his turn with you. 
“Fuck- you like this, huh, slut? Us using your pussy as a cumdump?” You let out a low moan, too overstimulated to properly formulate a response. 
“You answer me when I ask you a question, baby.”
“Fuck, ah, yes, I like it, like it s’much,” you whimper, gripping at the slippery desk to try and steady yourself. His breaths are heavy and you can feel drops of his sweat sliding down your back. 
“That’s what I thought, slut,” Dabi smiles, raking his teeth down your neck. “You gonna let us use these messy holes again after I cum? Gonna let Hawks have another turn?”
He reaches around your abdomen to rub at your swollen clit and your legs give out completely- he’s now holding you up with just an arm around your chest. 
“No, can’t, can’t, have to- fuck- study,” you whine, bucking your hips into Dabi’s hand. 
Dabi laughs and pulls away from your clit. You whimper and try to grind yourself against his fingers. “You hear that Hawks? Cockslut says she needs to study. Gotta study and make your parents proud huh?” He presses a kiss to your cheek. “Bet they’d be so proud of you now, huh, taking my dick like a fucking champ. Whores don’t study, baby, don’t you know that?”
“I’m not- ah-” you’re cut off by Dabi resuming his work on your clit, flicking it back and forth with his index finger. 
“Baby’s tryna say she isn’t a whore. How many times has she let us use her like a fleshlight in the past week?”
Hawks chortles and counts on his fingers. “Thirteen.”
“Thirteen? You hear that? You whored yourself out to us thirteen times this week… you didn’t care about studying yesterday when I had my cock stuffed in your mouth, did you?”
You let out a choked sob and feel the feeling in your core tighten. “Gonna cum, wanna cum, please, sir, I’m your whore- your slut, please-”
“She’s not even fucking listening,” Dabi says, landing a harsh slap on your ass. “Too fucking stupid to understand me, baby?”
“Please, please, can I cum?” 
Dabi draws circles on your clit with the flat part of his thumb and you’re a mess under him, whimpering and moaning and barely able to stand. 
“Yeah, cum for us, cute little whore.”
You come with a silent scream, curling your toes and clenching down on his cock. As you come down from your high you’re acutely aware of the dull ache of Dabi splitting you apart on his dick, moaning from the overstimulation and going limp in his arms. 
“Hold on for me baby, just a little, I’m so fucking close, you’re doing so good, best pussy I ever had- fuck, yeah, fuck,” he groans into your skin, hips stuttering against yours as he cums inside you. He kisses the back of your head before slowly sliding out of you, letting his cum drip down your thighs. Dabi picks you up- bridal style- and gently lays you down on the bed. 
“Ready for round two?”
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willowser · 25 days
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anyway, outside of hsr stuff, on my mind heavy today is:
rockstar touya that hits fame dangerously fast in his early twenties, crashes hard before he's thirty, has to take a few years to recover, and meets you while trying to piece himself and his career back together 🥹
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airanke · 1 year
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You got him all riled up - now he wants you to sit down.
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zombierebel · 5 months
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I am not ignoring you, i'm just a slow writer and overthink things. That goes to my folks who requested something.
This doesn't have a specific todoroki so just choose your favorite.
Warning: this does have abuse and only one party like it.
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Bottom Katsuki Bakugou with handprints branded on his waist, hips, thighs, ass, wrist and ankles. Those scars chained him down to his owner, as well as that thick, heavy collar around his neck, it was used to shock him.
Sometimes, when Katsuki was acting bad, his owner would heat his hands to different degrees, using that hand to pinch at his clit, he would pinch it softly while his fingers where to the point where fire was just about to show making his pet squirm and grip the pillows to get out of reach, other times he would roll his sensitive bud harshly, turning it a dangerous red but his hand was just bit above normal temperatures.
Katsuki could only let out small sparks when sweat had built up with the all heat play. Katsuki knew it was effortless to use his quirk to get free, to stop the abuse, he would get punished for that. He had the cigarette burn to show it. But still. Releasing some sparks was a great feeling. Helped him focus on something else.
Which he wasn't supposed to do. Getting him spanked until his owner broke skin. Then to make his torment worse, his master entered his dry, tight cunt. He hasn't prepared him. Hasn't coated him into relaxing. Hasn't used lube. God knows after all the heat, his cunt needs it. That doesn't matter for his master though, cause his master can just use his blazing hot spit.
Fuck, why did Katsuki get with this asshole…
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