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sourtomatola · 14 days
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PLEASE they needed their own post I just love them so much!!!!
Fic/comic masterpost
Just mostly uncovered under the cut
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octania · 3 years
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Dabi x Reader (HEADCANONS NSFW)
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This was inspired by a brilliant song MAJOR TO MINOR: "All I Want For Christmas Is You" . I swear, if this song is not a definition of YANDERE, nothing is. So, I decided to make some HEADCANONS,similar what I did once for Obi, where a certain lyrics inspired me for a piece.
Warnings: NSFW, dubcon, yandere,stalking, kidnapping, daddy kink, over stimulation, tying up, temperature play, food play...all the good perverse delights wrapped around with a bow in a nice present for you my fiery beauties.
I just want you for my own, more than you could even known - Not even the snow storms or freezing temperatures stops Dabi from feeding his eyes the sight of your half naked body through the window lightened up with nothing more but the faded shining of the Christmas lights on your decorated tree. Before it was enough,shoving his veiny hand in his worn out jeans, wrapping his warm palm around his heavy meat, stoking it aggressively on the though of spilling that hot chocolate on your soft skin while attacking you from the back. How deliciously your cotton skin would taste when he collects the chocolate from it,sucking and biting on your cleavage while holding your hands on the ground, stripping the silky night robe off of you, pressing your fragile body down with his weight, silencing your screams with his thick fingers shoved in your mouth.“You know the tradition, doll. Kiss under the mistletoe.” - his hungry lips vibrated under his deep voice, combined with the sound his belt being undone. He pushed your legs apart with his knees, not even giving you the merciful spit for lubrication, before he rocked his hips, filling you with his cock and crashing his lips on yours, forcing his tongue in your mouth to take that so long needed taste. The fantasy went out as the flame from a burned out candle, as now he was standing right outside your door, on his way to make his wish come true.
All I want for Christmas is you -  When you woke up, your mouth was sore, your body was numb and hurting, while your limbs were unable to move. No, it was not a bad dream, nor the lack of movement could be explained by a bad sleeping position, because two electric irises in which a storm was raging, raw desire mixed with excitement, were staring at you from the lather sofa. You jerked in panic,as something scratched your back and tights. You turned your head,barely, seeing long decorated branches above you. You lowered your gaze on your paralyzed limbs, as the light spiked your eyes...you were tied up in the Christmas lights that were joyfully spreading colorful shades along your bare skin. A scream nearly escaped your lips but stayed in your throat, because you lips were sealed shut with a bright red ribbon neatly tied up in a bow around your mouth. “Such a perfect present..all I ever wanted...was you doll.”- Dabi’s voice traveled to your ear canal, as he stood up, slowly approaching you, examining his bright new toy and thinking of all the ways he will play with it. In his perverse ways, his favorite things to do to you in this situation is:
Pushing the hot colorful light bulb of the Christmas lights on your sensitive nipples to make you crumble under the heat as he devours your pussy. This form of punishment is applied whenever your cries become too loud, and he ordered you to spread those smooth tights and endure his warm soft tongue licking around your entrance and teasing around your erect clit. He likes to do this until tears don’t fall from your lashes, and your icing drips on the floor while your body shakes violently from how starved you are for his cock. But, instead of having mercy to his most desirable Christmas present, he leaves you in agony, only deepening it by shifting his attention to your thighs, close to your groin, where his palms pet you and praise you, leaving delicate kisses whispering - “Quiet doll..daddy wants you to be silent while he touches you..shhh..I know you want me to abuse your needy cunt..but you are my present, only mine...daddy can toy with you as he likes..”- he bites you right next to your heated whole as a muffled whine comes under the red ribbon. “No..that is a bad girl..you want daddy proud don’t you doll? Spread your legs wider so daddy can pet your wet pussy to make you come down..yeah,..that is, now that is a good girl..spread wider for daddy..”- he brushes his calloused fingers across your velvety lips, smearing the juices all across your groin. He does not intend to stop anytime soon, and since you cry out more every minute from desperation, the more he will torture you.
He drags you to the window, where silent night brings to hope of salvation and anyone to see you and help you. He pushes you on the almost frozen glass, making the cold bite your nipples and stomach, while he reaches for a decorative sock hanged by the fireplace next to you. He pulls out a small candy cane, leaning, starting to slowly suck on it next to your ear. “This is not sweet enough..what will we do about it,doll?”- he does not wait for an answer, as he presses the wet,sticky thing to your shoulder, drawing a line across it, all the way to your spine, then lower..travels around your ass cheek and to your leg as you whine and try to move away, but he grabs your hair, pushing your forward and making you bend over. “I know how to make it sweeter...”- he chuckles, brushing the sticky thing along your slit, making your plushy lips part, sliding it all across your cunt. You can’t help your senses reacting and getting wet. “Good girl doll...that is what I wanted..Rub that little cunt on it..”- he orders as you shake your head in disapproval. He hisses, holding your hair tighter. “I want your sweet juices on it doll..”- he growls, pushing  the pointy part of the candy cane inside you with no warning. You cry out on the feeling of foreign object inside you. But Dabi wastes no time on letting you adjust, pushing deeper, brushing it harder on your sensitive, velvety walls. As you wiggle and moan he pulls out, getting in your face once again. His white teeth shining on the dim light, making his devilish smile almost mesmerizing. The dripping candy cane finds itself on his lips, as he slowly starts to suck the icing off it, making you watch as he eats your juices almost frantically. You try to close your eyes, hide the embarrassed state and prevent it to take over fully, but he will not have that....he opens the window, reaching for the thick layer of the snow. Your scream gets out fast from shock, as he presses the ice cold snow on your cunt, holding it on it while you try to break away from his grip. No use. “Shhh...shhh...it is ok doll...”- he kisses your shoulder, smearing the snow on your heated hole. You almost faint, but he releases his flames delicately melting the snow. “Now, will you be good and watch next time?”- he asks, getting ready to collect another sample of your juices on the candy.
He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake- You are not allowed to touch yourself anymore, not since Dabi inserted himself in your life, taking a place in your home, making it his. But, the list of your forbidden things does not end there, it is a long and almost impossible list to follow. And with a reason, because Dabi gets to enjoys the consequences that follow:
On all fours, you watch as he slides under you, searching for a suitable place to sink his teeth in, lining up small, red bites marks in lines, until the letters of his name are spelled all across your body. His favorite places are you inner tights, inside of your arm, lower parts of your tits, and shoulders. He bites as you whine, and if you move, you will get a necklace of the same swollen marks on your neck, so everyone can witness who owns you.
Forcing you to wear tempting Christmas outfits, mostly red lace with fluffy white parts, making you beg and say all the thing you want him to do for you in your Christmas wish list. While you stutter and blush from embarrassment, he strokes his dick, making it rock hard and ready if you fail to say what he wants to hear, so he can shove it down your throat, reminding you that if that mouth will not be used for speaking, he will give them another purpose.
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