synopsis: dabi reluctantly takes in a stray puppygirl on an especially rainy day and gets a lot more attached than he’d ever be willing to admit
tw: nsfw 18+, fluff and smut, puppygirl reader!!, dumbification, creampie, mention of overstimulation, pretty heavy degradation bc dabi’s an asshole but he comes around i promise </3
wc: 1.9k
a/n: this is my contribution to @katslutski ‘s paws and claws collab!! i love this event so much and i love kat even more so be sure to check out all the other talented writers (or even join it yourself)!! now please enjoy dabi and his cute lil pup on a very stormy day!!
dabi’s life is a bitter, miserable mess, so of course it started to rain while he was walking home, black hair sticking to his forehead and his clothes clinging uncomfortably to his body. not to mention his head was fucking pounding, he was eons past being sleep deprived, and he was starving. everything that could have gone wrong today did, but his entire life has been one giant string of bad luck, so it’s not even surprising anymore.
he trudged down the flooding back alley of his shitty apartment, making his way to the old rusted door that led into the place. his fingers grasped the knob but paused there momentarily, his ears picking up on a few quiet whimpers from further down the narrow back street. his eyes rested on your pitiful form for only a few seconds, his pupils tracing over your wet clothing and drooping ears. just some dumb, mutt-hybrid who’d either gotten lost or didn’t have a home to begin with. poor thing, it’s a pity that dabi couldn’t care less, opening the door and pulling it shut behind him.
why should he give a fuck about you? he has enough of his own problems. or at least that’s what he’s trying to convince himself of while he showers and changes into dry clothes. he shouldn’t still be thinking about the adorable little puppygirl shivering outside his apartment, but he is, and it’s really starting to irritate him. after throwing a loose t-shirt over his head he finally caves to the almost insignificant shred of morals he has left, and grabs his rain jacket.
he’s not sure who the fuck is out here scooping you up and carrying you inside, cause dabi’s certain that he’d never be capable of this kind of compassion. and yet here he is, ushering you into his apartment as you give him a wary look. you’re grateful to be out of the rain but it’s not like dabi has the most inviting appearance for a frightened pup like you.
“god, you’re a filthy fucking thing,” he spits out as the two of you walk inside, your limbs a little shaky from being frozen to your core by the rain.
you simply look at him with big eyes, a silent confirmation that you’ve been out on the streets for quite some time. maybe that’s why he felt a shred of empathy for you, because he too spent an unfair amount of time being cold and alone without a place to call his own. maybe despite how miserable he was and how much he resented the world, he hated to see you in a situation that struck him with nostalgia.
“stay right there, yeah?” he pointed to the rectangular doormat, “don’t need you tracking fucking mud all over my carpet”.
he disappeared into a back room, your heart rate quickening when he didn’t come back right away. he’d saved you and he seemed nice, he wasn’t just gonna leave you here was he? would he be mad if you came looking for him?
you found your feet scurrying across the floor, tracking mud through the house and all the way back to the bathroom where you finally found him digging through a cabinet of old towels.
of course he instantly raised his voice at you, calling you a dumb fucking mutt who never learned how to listen. but you didn’t mean to make him so upset, you were just worried!
unexpectedly, your disheartened expression caused a small pang in his chest, his voice lowering as he suggested a solution.
“alright, well you’re already in the bathroom now. why don’t you just clean yourself up, then we won’t have to worry about the mud,” he let out a frustrated sigh, “soaps are right there and i’ll set the towels here, i’m sure you can figure it out”.
he was about to leave you to it, but then he saw you cluelessly paw at the shower handle with a pitifully confused expression scribbled across your face. fuck.
“really can’t do anything for yourself, can you? stupid dog”.
in a lapse of his typical judgement he turned on the water and helped you into the tub, reluctantly removing your dirty clothes and tossing them into his overflowing hamper. he didn’t particularly enjoy the way his stomach swirled as he squirted some body wash onto a washcloth — a pair of the cutest fluffy ears and a pair of the most perfectly round tits staring him right in the eyes. he didn’t realize it until his hands were scrubbing soap into your skin, but you were a pretty little thing.
he took extra care when he cleaned your chest, feeling your nipples through the rag and trying to ignore the way his pants felt like they were getting tighter. he nearly lost his mind when he began scrubbing behind your ears, soft noises of contentment sliding out of your mouth. those little sighs and cute whimpers were almost as pretty as you — he could barely even think straight anymore.
it’s a good thing he’s got a ton of self control, right? it’s a good thing he’s not fantasizing about absolutely obliterating you with his cock — good thing he’s not thinking about that because he would nev—
— and now you’re bent over his bed, cute little cunt stuffed full with his girth. he certainly didn’t expect to end up here, but this entire night had been one surprise after another. how he went from reluctantly bringing you into his home to slamming his hips into yours was a mystery — but your tight cunt felt so good wrapped around his cock that he didn’t care about how he got from point A to point B.
he was gonna make you absolutely gush around his cock, several orgasms of cum leaking from between your legs as you drooled all over his sheets. you were a goddamn dumbass when he met you earlier tonight, and after fucking you like this? he’d be surprised if you’d even remember how to eat, drink, and breathe on your own.
stupid little puppy-slut, feels so fucking good
never had someone treat you so fucking well before, have you? i didn’t think so.
and this is exactly how you’re gonna pay your rent, mutt, but you’d like that, wouldn’t you?
get to stay here, warm and out of the rain, and all you have to do is spread your fuckin’ legs for me.
he was saying a lot of words that you didn’t quite understand, too happy and dumb and overstimulated to formulate any kind of response. and the raspiness of his voice just made you even easier to please, another wave of fluids gushing around his cock and spilling down your thighs.
after that, dabi decided it was enough, and now it was his turn. he pressed deep into your pussy, a warm pressure building up inside of you as your insides became coated in his cum. and then he fucked it into you with a brand new intensity, your eyes crossing and your tongue practically lolling out of your mouth.
but,
dabi’s compassion only goes so far, and it’s already gone way further than he ever intended it to go tonight. he let you inside his apartment, helped give you a bath, made you cum like four fucking times, and he even cleaned up the mess that resulted between your legs. so he’s sure that you can handle sleeping on the floor on the blanket he laid out for you.
and you’re more than grateful to have a warm place to sleep, but even after only spending a few hours with the grumpy man, you find yourself attached to your savior. you wanna snuggle your head into his chest and give him warm kisses to show him how much you appreciate everything he’s done for you. but, he said some more mean words and pointed at the floor like it was the only place you belonged, so that’s where you curled up for the night, tail tucked between your legs.
things went without incident until the storm outside picked up, a few bright flashes followed by cracks of thunder booming through the apartment complex. dabi heard you yelp from the floor, tiny whines and terrified whimpers barely audible from where he was tucked into bed. he grabbed a pillow and pressed it against his ear, trying to tune out your cries as another strike of lightening lit up the room.
maybe he should have just left your sorry ass out in the rain. was bringing you in here and getting his dick wet really worth losing sleep like this? why’d you have to be so fucking annoying? why’d he—
“hey, dumbass,” his voice makes your ears perk up, your quiet noises of fear subsiding for the moment, “you wanna come lay up here? will you shut the fuck then?”
he wasn’t sure what he was expecting but it definitely wasn’t your body hurling towards him from where you’d been situated on the floor. a wet nose and teary eyes immediately pressed into his shirt as you happily basked in his warmth.
“fuck- i didn’t mean right next to me,” dabi flinched away from you, face twisted up in knots as you stared up at him with big eyes and folded ears.
he was this close to kicking you right back to the floor for that — you were supposed to sleep by his feet or something — you weren’t supposed to cuddle up next to him like this but —
“alright, whatever,” he let out a sigh of unusual contentment, closing his eyes again and letting one of his arms fall over your torso, “but don’t get used to this shit”.
you didn’t really care what he had to say, you were just happy to feel safe from the big scary storm outside. his arm was the nicest blanket of security you’d ever had, so falling asleep after that was rather easy.
you certainly didn’t find yourself the best owner — dabi wasn’t someone who would coddle you, and he wasn’t someone that could afford anything all that nice for you either. he‘s usually emotionally unavailable and sometimes the things he says can be kinda mean. but despite it all, his shitty apartment quickly becomes a place of comfort for you. he lends you his old, beat-up clothing, gives you the leftovers of his food, helps you take bathes (the handle is still confusing </3), and makes no hesitation to stuff your cunt and make you feel good after he’s had a long day.
now, not only does he let you sleep with him in bed, but he even finds himself scratching behind your ears or stroking your tail until you’re softly twitching and falling asleep next to him. dabi’s life is a bitter, miserable mess, but having a sweet little pup to come home to has become his silver lining on even the worst days.
31. Of the characters you write for, which is your favorite? Has that choice been swayed at all by your followers/readers’ reactions to certain ones?
This will come as a shock to no one, but it’s Shigaraki. I will say that my love for writing Shigaki has only increased from people telling me that they became Shiggy simps because of my writing! Only makes me want to write him more to convert more people to the cult of Shigaraki 😂
35. How much has writing fic changed your life?
You have no idea how much. I started writing just before COVID and quarantine hit, and it has really kept me sane from being work from home, allowing me to distract myself and interact with people. It has honestly been a life saver.
44. Rant about something writing related.
Writer’s block. Why is writer’s block even a thing? And burn out? Urghh, it is the worst thing ever to want to write but be unable to write for one reason or another. Ultimately so frustrating fdgsdfgfhfdsg
Hi! I just wanted to let you know that literally all of your works have incredible staying power. Half day, mean to me, *literally* everything you've written is like this. I've read and reread so many stories multiple times and still get the same feelings as the first time. You're an incredible writer <3
aww gosh bhbhbhb 🥺💞 thank you so much!! i’m glad the stories stick with you and you come back for more :’^) getting to share is one of my favorite parts of writing and it makes me so :’^) 💗 damn happy to know things are not just appreciated once, but many times. i am warm!! softened. thank you my dear1
wait from the one you just posted 🥺🥺 his poor lil pup’s actually in pain, it just feels so good when Gojo fucks her that the both of them ignore how her body is being pushed to its limit 🥺 dubious owner Gojo who feels proud but uncharacteristically guilty when she can barely walk the next day ❤️❤️
referring to this post
but yes 🥺🥺🥺🥺
they’re both so beyond thinking straight and it feels so good that they ignore how bruised and beat up the poor baby’s getting. and gojo secretly likes it when she’s all tired and sore and can’t walk the next day, cause that means she’s even more dependent on him than usual. loves to take care of her even though he sucks at it 🥺
he loves to shamelessly brag about it too. posts about it on snapchat and thank god ur too dumb to understand what he’s posting cause you’d be so embarrassed if you knew
gojo gets a puppygirl (he's not a very good owner) but like the first thing he does is teach her a bunch of tricks this is so vivid in my mind do you see it
AHAHAAHHA YES
gojo adopts a lil puppy girl just cause he thinks it’ll be fun (he’s done zero research about how to actually care for one). they come home and he immediately starts telling the poor girl to do tricks for him, and she’s just like “🥺???????”. he never expected that he’d have to put time and effort into training the baby.
he also didn’t realize that his puppy wouldn’t be able to live off sweets and desserts,,, or that he’d have to walk her every day,,, or clean up after her. it’s a lot more work than he expected but i feel like he’d get so attached?????? like he’s a terrible owner but he’d be damned if that’s not his mf girl.
and let’s be honest he’d be sooo into helping his puppy girl through heat (he had no idea it was a thing before it happened the first time but he can’t fucking wait for that shit to come around again). such a dumb fucking hornball airhead loser i hate him but also i wish this was me
Yuuji got two old baseball mitts for his pup bc she kept hurting herself trying to play while he was gone </3 then nanami saw that she was wearing two old baseball mitts and helped Yuuji find a good pair of mittens instead <3
yuuji tries so hard to be a good owner but he’s just a little dumb sometimes. he thought the baseball mitts were a really great idea!!! they’d keep his baby safe!! but the second that nanami saw the poor girl hobbling around w baseball gloves on her hands,,,, he wasn’t surprised but he was disappointed. so he makes yuuji come with to the store to show him the mittens and yuuji picks out the most extravagant pair. they’re brightly colored and super fluffy and he’s so excited to give them to her 🥺🥺🥺🥺 “guess what baby???? i got you a present today!!!!”
yuuji loves to give his girl gifts even if they’re not always the best 😭🥺
