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"I'm not gonna lie to you I want that and I desire that I'm dreaming about that man. Give it here."

Reblog this if you want Dabi to slut you out.

Imagine Dabi kidnaps you and he's actually really sweet. Besides the kidnapping, he could be actual boyfriend/husband material. Like he hasn't hurt you physically and it kind of fucks with your head a bit. He provides everything you need to live plus more. And you don't have to worry about surviving anymore. Since you were kidnapped dare you say more relaxed than ever. So, you put up with it and eventually develop Stockholm syndrome fr.

I don't think this was a request BUT I genuinely can't stop thinking about this, I love when he's so soft.

You despised him at first when he took you away, but it got better, Dabi told you it would. He told you that if you behaved that he would take care of you, treat you like a princess. Dabi truly loved you, he just wanted you to understand that and he would do anything to make you understand. It took a little while with punishments here and there but it worked. When he came home, you were there to greet him with open arms. Telling him how much you missed him, kissing him, nuzzling into his chest. Dabi could truly say, that for once in his life he truly felt happy, at peace... like he finally was enough for someone.

It felt.. nice, to be around Dabi, he was comforting in a way. Brushed your hair for you, braided it, let you sit with him on the balcony as he smoked. It was nice to just sit and talk about things with him, smelling the mid-night air as you leaned against his chest. He smelled nice, the smell of cigarettes now becoming a comfort, the sick smell of ash that had you wrinkling your nose now had you clinging to him, shoving your nose into his jacket. Dabi truly became someone of comfort for you, holding you close on cold nights. Kissing your head when the thunder sounded too loud on some nights.

You don't remember falling asleep, but then again, no one does. His side of the bed was warm though, so that had too mean he was home now, throwing the comforter off you go looking for him, and sure enough, he was out on the balcony, smoking. He truly looked ethereal, his eyes relaxed, shining a beautiful cerulean, head thrown back, dyed black hair a little tousled from scarred hands running through it. Dabi truly is a sight to behold.

Opening the sliding door, he looks up at you as you step out, closing it behind you so that bugs don't get it. He wraps an arm around you as you walk towards him, plopping down into his lap as blows the smoke away from you. "How you feeling doll, you sleep good?" There's a nod from you as you bury your face into his chest, inhaling that sweet smell of ash you've come to adore so much. The smell always makes you think of him, an automatic comfort it brings you is a stress-relief.

"How was work," you ask him softly, running your hands through his hair. He inhales through his nose before sighing, "It was fine, tiring, but fine." You can tell, he sounds exhausted, looks exhausted too. You kiss him, running your hands up and down the nape of his neck, he shudders at that, pecking your cheek. His right hand running up and down your back, drawing little patterns every now and again.

"...can I hit it," he glances at you, then looks at the cigarette, the tip burning a bright blue. He hums at you, holding it to your lips as you inhale the smoke. Holding it for a couple seconds, you blow it out away from his face. He pushes some of your hair behind you ear, mouthing at your neck. "You feel better pretty girl, hm?" His voice is always a welcome, low and deep, sounding so apathetically pretty.

"Yeah, thank you," he hums again, kissing at your collar bone as he runs a hand through your hair. He kisses your cheek before giving a couple pats to your ass, "come on, up, I'm tired doll, lets head in."

Idk why but shotgunning a blunt with Dabi feels so intimate to me. Like you be in Dabi's lap and it wasn't a quick but a slow exhale as you inhale the smoke. And you be looking so vulnerable and loving to each other. And then proceed to a nice long fucking.

(And I was the one who sent the kidnapped reader with a soft loving Dabi and when you wrote the part where the reader asked for the smokes it made me think of this) and you can add to this if you want

Of course I'm gonna add to this lol, love thinking about smoking with Dabi. High sex is one of Dabis favorite things, the fuzzy feeling he gets from the high and the further ecstasy he receives from the feeling of your cunt squeezing him, never fails to feel euphoric for him. You're always so perfect for him, always such a good girl, aren't you doll? Yeah you are, always saying please as you reach for the blunt and thank you when he instead, blows it in your mouth. He prefers you sitting on his lap so he can kiss and mark up your neck as you inhale the blunt and blow it in his mouth while your tongue dances with his. It allows his hands to run down your side as he grabs your ass and pulls you away by your hair so he can spit in your mouth. Only then to pull you back and lick into your mouth while he makes you grind down on him. "You like that doll, hm? Like when I wrap my hand around your fuckin' throat while I fuck into you, hm?" He growls out in your ear, licking a stripe up your neck. There's a repeated "uh huh, uh huh, uh huh" spilling from your lips as he fucks into you, meeting your thrusts from beneath you. He laughs aloud, the sound coming out manic as he rolls his hips up into you. "Yeah you do, love this fuckin' dick, say it baby, be good and tell me how much you love it." Your voice comes out in whiney pants as your head falls back, "love it s'much Dabi, thank you, thank you s'much." He laughs against your throat, kissing at your jugular. He picks up the blunt again and wraps his lips around it as he inhales, his other hand still wrapped around your throat and he uses that as leverage to pull you down and lazily blow the smoke in your mouth. Letting your eyes roll back and slip shut, you move back to start riding him again, the bouncing slow and lazy as he fingers the blunt, blowing the smoke in your face as he takes his hand off you throat and moves it down to your hip, making you grind harder against. His cock reaching so deep in this position as he puts the blunt down, holding the smoke in his lungs while he uses his, now, free hand to stroke the bulge in your stomach. Pushing down on it too make you tighten and gasp. Taking his hand off your stomach, he pulls you down against his chest, petting your hair as he uses the hand on your hip too hold you still and fuck into you harder, his stomach clenching as feels his orgasm about to hit. He kisses at your cheek, whispering in your ear, "can you cum for me baby.. hm? Can you do that for me? Need to feel you cum for me as you whine, always sound so pretty for me when you do angel.." It comes out as a plead instead of a command like he wanted, but it has you clawing at the healthy skin on his chest as you whine into his ear, vocalizing your appreciation as he he cums in you. Letting the rough rolls of his hips turn into lazy grinds while he kisses your hair, singing your praise while you ride out your orgasms together.

Laying your head in Dabis lap as he smokes a cigarette on the couch while he runs his fingers through your hair as he makes fun of you for your constant jumping at the horror movie he put on only for him too grab you up and kiss the side of your head with the murmur of, "I'm right here babydoll... no worries." 😣

Driving around at 2 in the morning with Touya and being his little passenger princess as he holds onto your thighs and you both listen to grandson or MISSIO... maybe Corpse?

saw you mentioning Dabi thirst🙏🙏 the way I need this man BAD I know he’s sooo weak to pussy the way he whimpers with each thrust, mouth finding any exposed skin of yours to bite to hide his pathetic desperation🤤 he’s not done with you until you’re crying, eyes and pussy puffy from all his hard work. He definitely finishes quickly too, so insists on multiple rounds. By the end of the night your entire body is covered and leaking with his cum. Afterwards he likes to watch you struggle to clean up, a proud smirk watching your legs shake as you try to make it to the bathroom on your own. He doesn’t leave you alone for too long though, deciding to run you both a warm shower that comes with a price: sucking his dick. You two sleep for 12 houuurs once finally in bed, his hands running through your hair before you drift off to sleep, faintly muttering sweet praises as the post sex euphoria washes over his tired body💗

Ahh, I love desperate Dabi!!! I know a lot of people hc him as someone who fucks and trust me, I agree, that man is so fine. But realistically, he's too tunnel visioned on ruining and killing his dad too be concerned with relationships, maybe a couple one-night stands here and there, but that\s all. So once he gets his hands on someone that he actually loves and appreciates, he wants too be inside of you constantly, there is no such thing as too much sex with Dabi, because while he's not good at telling you how he feels emotionally, he's very good at showing you how much he loves you physically. As soon as he gets balls deep in your cunt, he loses his mind, he really can't control himself anymore, his hands starting too spark up with azure flames as his pretty eyes roll back. Obsidian strands falling over his eyes and sticking to his forehead from the sweat as he looks down at you all spread out for him. Your right leg thrown over his left shoulder, as he fucks deeper into you, it's honestly quite easy too get Dabi pussy-drunk, it's so hard for Dabi too speak as he overstimulates both your cunt and his cock. He loves watching you cry too, because if you're not crying by the end of it, he didn't fuck you good enough, in his opinion. He's a possessive man, so he needs something of his all over you, and it just so happens too be his cum. He thinks you're so pretty doused in white, I think he prefers you swallow, but if you're not fully into it, he'll cum inside or on you. He's also real good with aftercare, maybe not at first because he didn't really see the point, but if you come too him and tell him that you'd like it if he did, then he would. I'm not really too sure on how he bathes, with the burns and all... so I think he'll run you a bath and wash your hair for you. He'll place small little kisses on your cheek as he runs shampoo through your hair, placing little kisses all over your face as he dries you off before he takes you off to bed. Laying you down and cuddling with you as he runs his fingers through your hair with little murmurs of "I love you"'s.

Dabi x Reader/Sibling PLATONIC.

REQUEST ARE OPEN

Quirk: Opposite of Dabi/Toya you had an ice quirk stronger than your mothers and the rest of your siblings, but your body had little to no resistance. It was built for extensive heat, causing you to get frostbite damaging your skin. 

You are the second oldest being born not long after your big brother Toya and he was your best friend.

Endevor quickly realized you were a “mistake” leaving you to a similar fate to your brother. You'd found peace with your body's scars by learning how to manage your power on your own and how to heal them properly.

You had run away awhile ago finding yourself resentful of your father and in turn hateful of the heroes who allowed you to be discarded and abused by the now number 1 hero. You had stumbled across the LOV a while ago and had been a help given your healing talent and had a mass interest in taking down endeavor. 

You sat at the bar with Kurogiri asking him to make you a drink before Dabi sat next to you taking it away. “You definitely look too young to be drinking kid” He said, pulling it further away from your reach. “Fuck off scar face” You spat reaching over him taking back your drink, his eyes looked so familiar, you couldnt help but stair “Got a problem, if so speak now or forever hold you peace” He said pushing you away and placing your drink Infront of you “If its about the drink i was just fucking with you, no need to get hostile” he said putting his hand above his head.

"No, you just look familiar. Not your face but your eyes, it's stupid.” You said taking your drink and walking away. “I'm going on a walk, tell crusty i'll be back” you said b-linging it for the door shaking.

“Nah he’ll be fine not knowing, I'll go with you kid” You finch at the sudden familiarity in his voice. “Don't fucking call me kid. I'm not your fucking kid.” You said snapping at him grabbing his wrist coving it in a thin layer of ice. He pulls away, raising his hand in a surrendering motion following you out the door.

You walked around for a while feeling the cold of the air around you, the weather app said it was going to freeze and snow but you’d honestly forgot it was starting to get cold, too cold. You started shaking and wrapped your arms around yourself refusing to go back to base yet. “Are you shaking because you're cold or because you think I'm gonna kill you?"

He said, crossing his arms. “The first one” you said while looking around for a store to buy a jacket. "Bit strange for someone with an ice quirk but okay."

You pulled out your phone. The lock screen was a photo of you and Toya side by side holding hands smiling at the camera. It was probably the only photo you had of the two of you together not covered in scars.

“Nice wallpaper for a villain” He said, snatching your phone to get a better look. You froze his feet in place reaching for the phone. “Give it back. I’m not fucking playing games with you Dabi” you said, he was taller than you but that didn't stop you from trying to jump to get the phone back. “Where the fuck did you get this photo.” he spat using his fire to break away the ice and grab your face. “It me and you brother fuck is it to you?” he put you down shoving your phone in your hands “You’ve go to be fucking shitting me ” You were about to yell at him again before he stopped you “All this time you must have thought i was dead huh?” you look at him confused “what..? I'm so confused” He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, it was the same photo but more crumbed and worn. You looked at him then at the subtle white roots of his hair. “Shit” you said, feeling the wave or realization hit you feeling tears form in your eyes “Who would've thought we both end up villains?” He said before seeing the tears falling from your face. “Hey, let's take down that shit stain of a hero together okay?” He took his jacket off, placing it on your shoulders.