Me: Okay, Brain. Think About What Happens Next In This Chapter.

He's fr been a lil extra ominous recently, idk

okay, yes, I know that comma isn't supposed to be there but I want the reader to take a breath! I want a pause! Stop trying to correct me, I'm trying to control the flow of reading

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Train Stalker: Part 2- At the Apartment

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[NSFW] ‼ 18+ >MDNI<

Part 1

Summary: Continuation of part 1. Just nasty smut now lol

Pairing: Dabi/Fem Reader

Content Warning: Smut, Oral (you), Rough Sex, Choking, Hair Pulling,Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Praise Kink, Creampie, Possessive Dabi, Obsessive Dabi

Word Count: 2.4k

Disclaimer: Character belongs to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N: Enjoy~

Got impatient lol

My Masterlist

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The apartment he brings you to is surprisingly decent for its location, though it took you far longer to reach there than it should have, because Dabi apparently has a habit of dragging you against a wall or into the mouth of an alleyway to press heated, wanting kisses against any skin available to him. Your lips are kiss swollen by the time Dabi unlocks his door, his marks littering your neck.

You barely make it through the door before he's pushing you up against it, mouth hot on yours, his leg between your thighs, grinding up against you, making you gasp into him.

Feeling his hands gripping under your thighs, you jump and wrap your legs around his waist and arms around his neck as he lifts you; his hardened bulge pressing deliciously at your dripping entrance and you shamelessly move your hips for friction.

You laugh breathlessly into the kiss when he groans into your mouth as he presses you harder against the door; his hands roaming and groping wherever they can, frantically unbuttoning your shirt and unhooking your bra, leaving you in just your skirt and underwear.

He pulls away from the kiss and you try to unwrap your legs from his waist to move, but all Dabi does is readjust your weight and pull away from the door to start heading to his room; the easy show of strength just making you hotter as you trail kisses along his jaw as he goes. 

Pushing you onto the bed, he grinds against your heat as he presses open mouthed kisses on his way down your body, teeth scraping as he goes, sucking and groping at your breasts as you whine

He gathers and bunches up your skirt, pushing it up your waist, before gripping the sides of your panties, and  yanks, peeling it off and throwing it to the side.

Seeing your soaked, stretched cunt, he grins wolfishly as he grips your legs, spreading you wide, and immediately dives down, licking a fat stripe up your slit to your clit before sucking on the nub, eyes rolling back at your taste. You cry out, hips bucking up against his face but he pushes you right back onto the bed, holding you still as he eats you out like a man starved.

Beyond just the feeling of Dabi quite literally devouring you, the noises are too much to handle. Each slurp and squelch has your stomach doing flips, each moan and hum sends a vibrating jolt through your cunt.

You cum with a high pitched moan, almost screaming as your climax washes through you, shaking and writhing beneath him as he licks you through your orgasm.

He pulls back, licking his lips as he unbuckles his belt, freeing his aching and neglected cock. You spread your legs wantonly, invitingly, as you watch him strip, his hard cock bobbing, and oh fuck he's big. Thick and long and curved deliciously, you feel your mouth water and pussy weep as you drink him in.

He crawls up the length of your body, kissing his way up, before capturing your lips in a deep kiss, heated hands groping and kneading your breasts, sides, thighs; where ever they can reach.

You moan a needy little sound as you feel him nudge against your pussy, dragging the spongy tip between your messy folds. He pushes in in one go, shoving his way into your needy cunt like it's where he belongs, filling you to the hilt; and you gasp and wrap your legs around his waist, body trembling, as your world narrows down to the feeling of that perfect stretch, that delicious fullness.

"'S good," you slur, moaning. "'s so good."

"Fuck, you were just made for me, weren't you, Sweetness?" He groans, as he grinds up into your tight cunt, making you take his girth, getting you to adjust to size. He pulls back before immediately thrusting back in, carving out a space that his hot cock alone could hope to fill, and he's so deep.

You moan at the feel of him inside and around you, at the heat inside and around you, arching your back as he fucks you into the bed at a steady pace.

He leans down to capture your lips with his, licking into your mouth. He groans into the kiss as you clench around him before pressing kisses down your cheek and throat as he gropes at your chest tighter. thumb sweeping over your pebbled nipples.

Your hands roam his scarred back, nails scratching along the healthy skin and rough scars, just barely avoiding the staples. 

His hand trails up to wrap around your throat, applying preasure, making your mouth drop open in an attempt to get more air and only getting a little, making your head foggy.

He kisses you firmly, deeply, swallowing whatever little air you managed to get, then presses a light kiss to your cheek before pulling back.

Holding your gaze, he breathes, "You're mine now, Sweetheart. You understand that, yeah? You're mine." His grip tightens just for a second as he punctuates the last word with a grinding thrust, his voice a rumbling grunt.

You moan weakly in agreement, trying to nod as you gaze up at him, because you want to be, you already are; have been for longer than even you know.

He sees your agreement but he wants, needs, to hear it.

"Say it. Say you're mine." He growls, loosening his hold on your throat to allow you to speak but keeping it there as a light pressure, as he slows his hips to an agonizingly deep and slow roll.

"I'm yours, Dabi—fuck— I'm yours." Your moan is honey sweet and hellishly sinful, your eyes springing tears at the pleasure coursing through you.

Looking at your glassy eyes, hazy and lust blown as you agree so easily with him, has his cock twitching within you as he moans obscenely, "Fuck, that's it. That's right baby. Good girl. Good slut. Fuck, thats what I like to hear.", devolving into babbling, syrupy filth as his thrusts grow faster, rougher, sloppier, fucking you so hard, you might have slid up the bed if he wasn't holding you in place by your throat.

And you love it, moaning like you're paid to as he pounds into you, as he abuses your sweet spot so fucking perfectly; your breasts bounce back and forth, pebbled nipples brushing against his chest, the friction so, so good and you're so, so close

He fucks you mercilessly, cock thick and heavy inside of you, lighting up your senses with pleasure as your heel digs into the small of his back.

All the while, he whispers in your ear, telling you how good you feel, how pretty you look, how you're taking his cock so well.

It doesn’t take much more than that before you cum with a scream around him, back arching and pussy spasming, as you throw your head back in pure bliss; face contorting in pleasure.

He fucks you through your orgasm as he chases his own, your cunt sensitive but still so very wanting.

And when tears well up in your eyes and spill over in overstimulation, and his hot cum paints your walls, all Dabi does is grin and lean forward enough to lick them off as he keeps fucking you through his own orgasm too,

Whatever cum trying to slide down and out of you is quickly and simply fucked right back in, properly marking you as his.

His cock never quite softened after his orgasm due to the constant stimulation, so he's still so very thick inside you, so very hard as he fucks you good.

He suddenly pulls out, dragging a startled, gasping whimper from you, muttering, "On your knees.", before manhandling you anyway, without waiting for you to even process what he said, flipping you over onto your stomach, shoving a pillow beneath your hips.

Cheek pressed to the sheets, you arch your back, spreading your knees;  exposing your sloppy cunt to his hungry gaze as you look back at him through watery eyes.

And Dabi decides he's going to absolutely wreck you.

Gripping your hips tight in his heated hands, he slams his entire length back into you, grinding deep; the new angle breathtakingly perfect as you moan, long and low, eyes rolling back.

His thrusts are brutal, and you drool as you moan and sob when he gathers your hair, pulling you up towards him, wrapping the other hand around your throat, as he continues to fuck into you from behind.

When you babble something about going slower, he drags you up by your throat, his chest pressed to your back as he releases his hold on your hair to snake around to your chest, grasping your breast in a hot palm; groping and fondling and pinching. Voice low, breath warm, he mutters, "You can take it.", still pistoning into you at that same mind-numbing, brutal pace.

You let out a thin whine as you feel that familiar buildup approaching steadily yet again, a dark, breathless chuckle leaving his lips when he feels you clenching around him.

And all that matters in that moment, is how good and floaty you feel between the lack of air getting into your lungs and the thick cock fucking you stupid.

He releases his hold on your breast to bring his hand up to your parted, drooling mouth, and shoves two fingers between your lips, commanding, "Suck.", his deep, husky voice leaving no room for disobedience.

Of course, in your fucked out brain, you barely think about it before automatically obeying.

And the sensation of being simultaneously fucked from both ends, his hot cock and fingers both inside you at once; the digits petting and pressing at your tongue and inner cheeks, before choking you further by fucking your throat, has you teetering just on the edge of your climax, your walls clamping down around him in a vice.

Just a bit more.

He pulls out his fingers with a wet pop, only letting you take in little sips of air as his hand tightens at your throat, yet you can't help but to keep moving your hips in time with Dabi's, fucking yourself back on him. It's good, it's so fucking good, and then he brings his spit soaked fingers to your clit.

Your nails dig into his forearms and your toes curl as you cry out as best you could, coming undone on his cock, your velvet walls pulsating around him, pushing him closer to his own end. Fucking you through your high, his thrusts turn near bruising as he nears his own orgasm. 

Your body limp, he lowers you back down onto the bed the way you started, face down, ass up; draping over you with his hands framing your head, caging you in, as he drills into you deliciously, before bottoming out with his tip flush against your sweetspot, just to listen to your mewling cries, as he rolls his hips in circles, continuously sending jolts of sharp overstimulation through you.

"Dabiii~" you sob, oh so sweetly, mixing with the little whines and moans he's pulling from you.

You feel him nosing at your cheek, nuzzling deceptively so sweetly as if he's not actively rearanging your insides, before nibbling on your earlobe, dragging his lips down the side of your neck, biting and sucking yet another mark into you, making you choke on a moaning gasp, and then up again to your ear where you can feel him grinning against you.

"Hmm? Got something to say, baby?" His voice is low and amused and so fucking unfair.

You want to beg him to slow down, but all that comes out is senseless babbling as you writhe beneath him because it's just so much, so good, your hands scrambling for purchase, grabbing at the sheets, and you use them as leverage to try to crawl away from him, from the sweet torture, just a little.

Yeah, you try.

He roughly thrusts into you, pressing himself further onto you, using his weight to pin you down to hold you in place there, leaving you no choice but to stay put and take it.

His chest is so warm against your back, and it should be a comfort, but it only serves to add to the heat clouding your mind as he ploughs into your sloppy cunt.

You sob, shaking yet can't help it when your wet heat clenches around him, and he slows his thrusts to an equally agonising roll of his hips, whispering low in your ear, so sweetly, "Shh, I know baby, I know," before pressing a warm kiss to your cheek, making you let your guard down, making you relaxed, and then he picks up speed again, "Hold on for me, Doll, you can do it."

And all you could do is cry and moan, body pliant and at his mercy as he pulls the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard out of you as he uses you.

And when you get impossibly tighter around him, with a harsh thrust deep into your quivering pussy, hot ropes of cum paint your used walls once more as he shivers in pleasure. Body tense, he grunts as heated hands holds you in place while he empties himself inside you, filling you up for the final time.

The feeling of his hot cock twitching and filling you up has you not quite cumming, but something close, something that makes you twitch and shake all over, pussy spasming around him, milking every last drop, as your eyes roll back and vision goes white.

Dabi groans into your ear, low and gutteral, "That’s my girl.", as he drags out the ecstasy for you both, grinding his seed into you, growling, "That’s my good fuckin' girl."

You pant as goosebumps and tingles run across your body, feeling boneless and properly fucked out, mind floating.

He slows his grinding to a stop before easing out of your abused cunt with a hiss, leaning back. You moan weakly as he pulls out, your body too weak and shaky to move at the moment, so you stay right where you are, giving him the lewd sight of your state.

Shameless and depraved, he looks at the mess he made of you, the sight of his cum leaking out of your abused, puffy hole making him grin, wolfish and wide, because you're finally, truly his.

And there's no going back from that.

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Dabi, Shigaraki, Sukuna 💀

Who the top 3 anime husbands in your camera roll/ most downloads? 😉

Mine are Trafalgar Law, Overhaul and Dabi 🤭

.............mayhaps I should paint something......haven't done it in almost... a year? Damn....

[guy who hasnt drawn in a few weeks voice] yeah the world is horrible and life is agony

Izuku and Katsuki

One of these dogs got to help mow the lawn today. Impossible to tell which.

I NEED HIM DAMMIT

UA Touya has been on my mind sm and your my favorite Touya writer so I was wondering if you could write something about him

ua touya... the one that got away fr i mourn him everyday!! thank u anon illyyy <3

also eirene has a beautifulllll UA touya so go look at that too if u already haven't HEHE

shocker // touya todoroki

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Thank you @isabeauwolf and everyone who got me to 250 reblogs!

This actually feels so very fitting to reach this on his birthday 🤭💙

Happy Birthday Touya!!! 🥳🎉💙

Song: 'Heart of Fire' by Black Veil Brides

I made this a while back, my first and only edit/fmv, and idk, I finally like it enough to share, so enjoy! I love Touya, and I love BVB, and this is HIS SONG!!!

LISTEN TO THE LYRICS!!!

Oh wow it somehow got worse! I'm gonna go sob into my pillow now thx ✌🏾🥹

Here are some bnha ending implications about the League of Villains that drive me crazy:

We don't know if Touya thought Spinner and Mr. Compress were dead too.

Tomura never knew Twice was dead.

Touya and Tomura never knew that Toga tried to shapeshift into them and cried 'cause she couldn't :(

Mr. Compress last saw the LOV while he was trying to save them / help them reach a safe place. Next thing he was told is that most of them were dead.

Even if Touya was still alive long enough for Spinner to publish his book/comic, I doubt someone read it to Touya.

Since Toga showed up as Twice in the final battle, we don't know if Giran was aware of Twice being dead previous to that occasion or if he thinks Twice died at war there.

Although Kurogiri said that Tomura's friends were waiting for him, Tomura never saw his friends again.

They don't even know Tomura considered them his friends.

They don't know that part of the reason why Tomura died is because between the offer to change and forget his friend or stay behind and keep their memories, Tomura refused to be anything else but the villain's hero.

Most of them didn't get to hear Compress revealing his identity.

Toga "died" happily to save a friend, just like Twice did for her.

The last time most of the LOV saw Tomura, he wasn't himself / was possessed by AFO.

While the LOV's job was to sacrifice their lives for Tomura, it ended up being the other way around. Tomura died in their names and they got to die however they wanted.

Touya doesn't know Toga kept his words in her heart and got to smile again <3

All of them were doomed by the narrative.

The League of Villains has by far some of the most painful or torturous deaths in the whole series.

The villains have far better healing technology 'cause they somehow managed to save Dabi from being almost completely burnt, while he was doomed to die after the bnha finale.

Being part of the LOV was the highlight of most of its members lives.

Tomura probably doesn't know how much Kurogiri saw him as his own son.

Kurogiri probably doesn't know how much Tomura loved him, despite hiding it.

Spinner was probably never told Tomura's real story, so his version of the story will be forever incomplete. Even when he's Tomura's canon best friend.

Tomura saw his family die in front of him as a kid, but he died far away from all his friends.

Touya probably thought he was the last one of them to die.

Despite being called weak all his life, Spinner has to carry the burden of being the one and only last survival of the LOV.

The aftermath of your little encounter with GhostfaceSukuna on halloween’s night (•‿•◍)

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