HELLO AND WELCOME TO MY WRITING BLOG! My name is Veve, I am 22+ and my content is 18+
The majority of my content is dark but I am willing to write softer content.
Dabi going crazy over reader with a healing quirk <3
tw kidnapping and yandere
Dabi loves sweet civilians like you, the ones who find him injured and ignore their gut telling them to run, hide, call a hero or leave him to die. He loves when they give him praise while nursing him, telling him that "You're strong. You can do this. Deep breaths."
Your soft hands hold onto his waist while you hug him, your quirk activating as you try to comfort him.. Your sweet voice as you start to tear up at the thought of him dying even though he was a stranger.
After you healed him with your adorable quirk, he couldn't help himself, and he took you home.. you put up a fight, like a tiny rabbit kicking against the big bad wolf. By the time he had you tied up on his bed, you were out of breath, begging him not to hurt you and sobbing. Poor thing, you misunderstood him.
He just wanted to keep you safe. Make sure you would never leave him. You would never waste your quirk on anyone but him. His perfect little nurse. So sweet, so pure, the best...
I am here to remind you of the beauty that is noncon face sitting and oral. (Reader receiving)
Yandere!Dabi is my test subject >:)
TW(S): Noncon, face sitting, gender neutral reader ( both amab and afab friendly), kidnapping implied, sleepy sexy, very short (144 words)
He's the type to grab his darling when they're sleepy and force them to sit on his face. Poor darling is groggy and confused before being brought back to reality at the feeling of his tongue on their clit/balls. At first, they try to close their legs, hoping to get him off but it only makes him continue further. He loves the way they sleepily whimper and try to kick him off. It makes him wish he could stay under them, eating them out / sucking them off.
Is his poor baby upset? Too bad, he's craving their cum and he needs it now. Whine all you want he's had a bad day and just because he keeps you locked up in his house without your consent doesn't mean it comes without a cost. Let him feast unless you'd prefer his dick inside you.
Dabi & Mr. Compress x gender-neutral Reader ( reader has a vagina but no true implications of boobs, just nips. ) & heavy implications of DabiPress
C/TW: Noncon, abuse(?), Yandere(?), 0verstimulation, Kidnapping, and emotional manipulation. (If I missed anything, tell me)
As you struggled against the bindings holding you against his bed, you could hear his cruel chuckle. He was the one who discovered your lie, the one who chained you to the bed. You had infiltrated the League before Hawks, because the HPSC was hoping that you would reveal less information if interrogated, and because you are more disposable due to your lower ranking. You took the offer, hoping that success would increase your rank.
You now realize this was a poor choice.
All it took was one mistake, one moment of weakness. You didn't realize that he would listen at your door when you were having a moment of "private time" in your room. He had slammed your door open the moment he heard your climax, an uncontrolled loud cry instead of a moan.
You know you need to escape.
You know it may not even be possible.
Now you find yourself in his room, a pathetic excuse for a spy, damned if you do, damned if you don't. The best you can do is to at least reveal as little information as you can. Surely there is a way to escape.....
However, your problems appear to be multiplying because another man has entered the room.
"Took ya long enough. Was getting boring without my favorite coworker", said Dabi in his disgusting sexy voice. Another voice responded and though you couldn't see him due to your blindfold you immediately recognized it belonged to Mr. Compress. "Ah, you're soooo sweet, Dabi." You could sense a form of tension, but not antagonistic, more.... Affectionate. Interesting, maybe you can use this to your advantage, or the HSPC can use the information if you escape. But for now... Survival was your main priority. "Now, how are we going to punish this little liar?" Dabi's harsh voice whispered in a deliberately loud tone. "Oh, my beautiful muse, You're so correct. The show must start., and I have many ideas" The way he said it made your stomach churn. What did he mean? What were they going to do..?
By the time they had collared you, your muscles were already tired from struggling. You were now stuck with only your voice as a means to resist. "You FUCKING ASSHOLES, let me G-" before you could say anything else Dabi grabbed your face and pulled you into a rough kiss. You are stunned, but you register the warmth on his lips, the painful and animalistic fervor in the moment. Nonetheless, you hated this. It was only made worse when he roughly grabbed your side causing you to gasp in pain, in turn, giving him more access to your mouth. His tongue probed the inside of your mouth, and as he let out a small growl, you could feel the deep rumbles in your tongue. When he finally let go, you were out of breath, confused, and even more angry. What is this violating "torture"? Why would he want a video record of this salacious act?
It dawns on you. You probably aren't leaving this place.
"Enough of that, it's time to start." Mr. Compress chuckled softly. You hear his footsteps as he walks around you and Dabi, eventually stopping behind you. You can hear his breathing. You feel your shirt move, someone is touching the hem. The damned shirt. It's Dabi's shirt, and it's the only thing you are wearing.
When Dabi dragged you from your room he had taken away everything you were wearing and holding. His excuse being: "Can't trust you hiding shit in your clothes.." As he stripped you of everything, including the pocket knife you kept in case the worst. "Knew it, you lying brat." Afterward, he cut off your clothing and forced you into this horrid piece of cloth that smells just like him.
"You're so soft... I'm gonna love this." he picks you up, and surprisingly gently, pulls you onto his lap. You can feel that he is equally ... aware... of your body, as you are of his. You feel him working the buttons of the shirt, reaching around your body to do so. He starts to remove it, but it becomes tangled around your restraints, now bunched around your back. A sense of dread fills you as you fully realize where this is going. And as you were trying to think of the right words to unlock your escape from this place, Dabi says, "Gonna have so much fun fucking you stupid.." Oh, gods... They were truly gonna.. Your sense of urgency and fear escalates and you know you have to escape, this was bad, you didn't want this. And just as this newfound fear entered your mind, you feel the adrenaline coursing through your body. You thrash and beg, tears forming in your eyes. " Please no, please don't, please for fucks sake, don't!!" Your pleading was cut short when Mr. Compress covered your mouth with his now gloveless hand and cooed in a condensing tone. "S' okay sweety, just gonna show the world what happens to spying heroes... Say hello to everyone watching out there." You feel your blindfold come off and behind his head, you see a camera. The red light represents an unknown number of watchers. You feel the air on your chest and think about all the unknown people viewing your naked form. You try to press your legs together to preserve some semblance of dignity. Dabi grabs your legs, separating them and placing his in the way of your closing them again, saying, "You'll look sooo cute wrapped around us.." His words sounded so gentle, yet so sinister. And in confirmation of that darker intent, he trails his hands along your thighs before stopping at your hips, a firm, but gentle grasp hinting at intentions that fill you with dread. If it were anyone else it would seem almost sweet, but this vile man had murdered so many, and he was no hero. Dabi had started to place kisses on your chest and you can feel his stitched skin brushing against yours. He moves these kisses downward, and you focus on the camera again, a judgemental eye on your pathetic failure. You realize where his movements are going as you see the back of his head move to your lap. Suddenly, an electric jolt of sensation courses through you as his tongue touches your clit. You arch back, unable to control your body's response to this sensation and you feel Mr. Compress kissing your neck, his teeth grazing your skin with little bites, his tongue tracing the contour of your neck.
You felt so overwhelmed and powerless, you couldn't seem to control your body's response to this... You didn't want this, they were going to rape you. Your tears burst from your eyes, hot trickles down your cheeks. Your utter terror was ignored by the two men, it is as if your fear drove them to want to do more. You feel almost resigned to this fate, but your heart cannot accept such defeat. Your thoughts were becoming clouded by the overwhelming sensations between your thighs, as Dabi's lips suddenly engulfed the hardening bud, causing you to whimper. "S-stop..." He pauses, looking into your eyes and grinning. "That's not going to happen." You feel Mr. Compress' breath as he kisses your neck, his hands moving to your nipples. As he gently squeezes these small buds, you both respond to the pleasurable feelings and hate it. Another whimper escapes your lips unbidden as Dabi returns his attention to that place between your thighs sucks harder on your now fully hardened clit, more insistently stimulating the small button that seems to be unlocking the betrayal of your body. The betrayal is complete as you feel every nerve in your body light up, muscles spasming from orgasm. Dabi doesn't stop, continuing to suck on that betraying bundle of nerves, making you whine and whimper. This was too much and they barely just started. You now understood how this was torture.
"Do you think they're ready?" Mr. Compress asked, his hand holding onto the collar around your neck. "Should be. If not, it won't hurt us." Dabi mumbled as he removed his face from your shaky thighs. When you look at his face, you can see a blush covering Dabi's beautiful face, causing Mr. Compress to make another cooing sound and mumbles something about Dabi looking cute. Dabi gave him a glare that held no hate. It would seem kind of.. funny if these two weren't.. raping you. "Gonna fill you up so good.. Gonna make you ours.." Dabi gave you a predatory grin as he signaled for Mr. Compress to start. Nodding gently, Mr. Compress started to undo his belt. "Please don't..." your pleas were ignored once again as Dabi in turn started to undo his belt and pants as well. Another group of tears formed in your eyes as you sat chained up and shaking in Mr. Compress's' lap. As you watched the men finish removing their pants and boxers a louder cry left your lips. The sheer look of Dabi's size and piercings has you whimpering in fear. Along with that, you could feel the size of Mr. Compress's body pressing into yours. They won't fit.. "You scared? Don't worry, we'll take good care of you. If it doesn't fit, we'll make it fit." That wasn't very comforting. "I will be showing my face, after all, can just edit it out. And, It's not like we'll ever let our new pet go." This causes you to curl into yourself as much as you could. You watched with a sad expression as the man holding you in his lap removes his mask and baklava. He was surprisingly attractive. You felt Dabi's dick twitch on your thigh when Mr. Compress showed his face. "L- Let's just get started.." Dabi mumbled softly, almost flustered as he suddenly picked you up by your thighs. Mr. Compress made a pleased sound as he looked in between your thighs. Pulling Dabi closer, Mr. Compress aligned both of their cocks together.
"S' Gonna hurt at first, but this IS a punishment.." holy fuck, they were going try to fit BOTH? Inside of you? "Wait-" before you could say anything else Dabi dropped you on both. Making you pulse and squeeze around them from the pain, in turn, causing them to rub against each other inside you "F-fuck.. Nng, so good." Dabi whined and his face into your shoulder before dragging Mr. Compress into a kiss. It was an intimate moment and it felt.. Wrong to be there. Of course, the two didn't care more interested in feeling each other inside of you. When they let go Dabi was more flushed, his face showing his enjoyment as a tiny bit of drool dripped down his face. "You're such a good boy, making sure our new pet never disobeys ever again." Dabi tried to hide his small smile but failed. You whined again, the pain stopping you from making any more observations. Growling softly, Dabi bit into your shoulder and whispered into your ear, "Fuck- heh, feels nice. Now, are you going to tell us who sent you? Or will we have to do more?" You whimpered in anger and hissed, "NO, I won't let you bastards win." Your response made Mr. Compress sigh in annoyance and buck his hips, causing you to wince and Dabi to moan against your ear.
"Guess we'll have to fuck it out of you. Dabi, you may start." In response, Dabi gave a cruel chuckle. The man started to force you up and down on the two of them. "Fuck yeah, guess we will." You whined at his voice as the pain of being filled to the brim mixed with the pleasure of Dabi's pelvis pressing against your sensitive pearl. You could feel Dabi shaking, it seemed that whenever Mr. Compress.. No Atsuhiro Sako's dick rubbed against his own made the man feel more pleasure. "Sako.." Dabi whined through the pleasure, his head leaning on your shoulder. "What's the matter, dear?" Atsuhiro smiled and pushed and bucked his hips again, causing Dabi to whimper. "This- F-fuck, was a great idea." How could assholes act all lovey-dovey while doing this to you..! "Ah- S-sto-p pleeease.. Mnfn hurts.." Dabi groaned and gave another rough thrust, his hands gripping your hips and singeing them. "G-good." Atsuihro chuckled again, laughing at your pain and grabbing Dabi's jaw with a gentle smile. A stark contrast to how he treated you. Dabi whined again and his tongue lulled out from the pleasure. You felt disgusting, you didn't want this man to feel so good...
"Now, Now, darling we still have work to do," Atsuhiro mumbled. Dabi whined again and nodded. "Fuck- Will you tell us now, brat?" Dabi groaned and gave another sharp thrust. "Ah- Fuck, FINE!" Your words caused Dabi to pull his head back and give you a smile that burned fear into you deeper than his flames. He was still fucking you with Atsuhiro, but he did slow down. "Now then, dear, who sent you?" Whining in response you hid your face in Dabi's neck, scratching the mentioned man's back before saying, "The.. Hng -Hero.. P-public.. Saafety co-commissions -!" The mention of the HPSC caused Dabi's grip on you to tighten and burn your hips, as well as to start to fuck you rougher. "Guess we have another reason to punish you, hero." His voice held such hatred that even Atsuhiro was worried. "B-but you-you said!!" Atsuhiro covered your mouth and whispered into your ear, "Shhhh... Just take it, pet." All you could do was whine and cry.
"Feels so good, gonna cum," Dabi moaned and twitched, one of his hands letting go of your hip to mess with your overstimulated clit. "Ah- No- Stop-!! N-not in-inside, please-!!" Your voice sounded so broken, it even made Dabi laugh. His laugh was low and creepy at first but soon turned into a sinister cackle as he pressed down on your clit. "We're gonna cum inside of ya' all we fuckin' want. Pet." The pressure sent you over the edge, in turn sending Dabi and Atsuhiro as well. The man in front of you grabbed onto you and pushed himself and the one behind you as deep as they could as spurts of a warm and sticky liquid filled you to the brim. "Oh- so good, Hah, you did so well, little pet." Atsuhiro's voice caused a new onslaught of tears to cover your face. They stayed inside of you for a while before finally freeing you of the painful stretch. Dabi looked down at you as if you were an item he could control before throwing his jacket over your shaking form, as Atsuhiro ended the Livestream. You felt so violated, so hurt, so distraught, and worst of all, disgusting.
"What should we do now?" a voice mumbled as you started to pass out, another voice chimed in, "Keep them, I've been watching them for a while and think they would be perfect as ours, and ours only." were the last word you heard as you finally passed out.
Dabi is the type of man to beg, like Beg beg with a capital B and everything. He'll whine and cling, do his best to make you pity him so he can strike, so he can keep you. His love is sweet but venomous, a "cute" snake ready to bite and eat the injured rabbit. He wants to paralyze you to the point of no escape, even if it means he has to hide behind pleas and cries. He can't lose you like he lost his father's love. Your attention should be on him and only him, (and maybe Mr. Compress, but that's different!)
Having thots about Dabi with a small "lover" who he always holds and infantilizes, they of course don't enjoy being forced to wear his shirts and made fun of... However, none of that compares to when he fucks them, he's TOO big. It's terrible!! He barely fits!! ( He doesn't care, in fact, he loves looking a1t them cry from the size. )
Yandere Dabi & Mr. Compress with a needy/touchy darling... Except they dislike sex...
The darling is captive and all but they feel this extreme need to hug and cling to their captors. In fact, sometimes they cry when they are unable to get what they want. It makes Dabi and Atsuhiro feel bad for not being with them. Their poor lover is sad and in need of affection it's a tragedy that villain work is so important.
With no other choice, they start a routine if possible one of them will stay home and cuddle with their precious lover.
Dabi is surprisingly very sweet with them, he's not used to love outside of Atsuhiro, and having you around is amazing. Yes, you cry when he leaves, and yes, you fight back when he makes love to you... but you're still there for him! Even if it's only when you crave cuddles..
When Atsuhiro is with you, he tends to cuddle with you in his lap, hugging him, all while some shitty romance show plays in the background. You also fight when making love but a little less than with Dabi.
Now when the two are together? Wooh boy, they're constantly spoiling you and spending as much time keeping you nice and comfy in their grasp. The only time you complain is when they start to touch you outside of normal cuddles, you put so little effort into fighting when both of them make love. It's useless..
Synopsis: You’re scratching at the fabric of your worn pants when someone comes in the door. Someone who isn’t Dabi.
Word count: 2003
notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, depression
The bottom of your favorite pair of pants is unraveling. From time, and excessive wear, and well, the fact that you can’t stop picking at the loose threads. Picking at it gives you something to do, and it’s better–isn’t it?–to have something to do while you’re stuck waiting for Dabi to get home.
That’s what he says, anyway. And it’s why he’s given you lots of things to do while he’s away. Books to read. Notebooks to draw in. He even asked if you wanted “some crafts or whatever,” like paints or embroidery. Then he’d paused and said, “Nevermind that one.” Because of the needles, you supposed. Was he afraid you’d hurt him? Or yourself?
It didn’t matter. Sometimes you try to read the books or scrawl a few looping lines onto blank paper. But it always felt too overwhelming. And so you typically found yourself sitting or curled up on the bed, picking up your pants. But at least you were doing something, and not just laying and staring at the wall. Dabi seemed to appreciate that. Maybe you did, too.
So here you are, once again. Waiting. Picking. Waiting. Picking.
But then, ah. The lock on the front door rattles, and your stomach tenses ever so slightly. That’s a good sign, you think, that your stomach is tensing, because it means you’re feeling something that isn’t numbness or sadness or the great, horrible weight of reality.
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