#🧋dabi.tag

[kittiestkat]

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scummy!dabi!hawks x fem!reader

dark content (dubcon/noncon)

this is from my old blog sorry :( have writers block rn !! (not proof read)

it had been how many weeks now. two three? you had lost count. your mind was jumbled and your body still felt dirty. no matter how many times you scrubbed, the feeling remained. but no matter how many people you slept with to forget the accident, nothing satisfied you.

god, what were you? some common whore begging to me taken advantage of by two brutes again. it was laughable. embarrassing!

school was a distraction but also a reminder. you skipped lessons to avoid them. contemplated changing courses even. anything to forget.

-

you were listening to god knows what, studying still after several hours. your mind seriously couldn’t wrap around analysing any form of english.

you were aching to slip into bed, watch some tv and doze off. before you could form a coherent thought as to how to answer this question, a knock to your door jolts you out of your thoughts. that’ll be your roommate, drunk no doubt. fridays were always ‘party days’ in her eyes.

“coming!” you roll your eyes when the knocks grew louder, snickers coming from behind the thick wood.

“i told you, i can’t keep babying you when your drunk.” swinging the door open you weren’t met with the petit red head, but instead two pair of silted eyes staring at you.

you couldn’t close the door? well no, not when dabi’s foot was so rudely jamming it back open.

“well, well, well. what do we have here?”

“please, what do you want?”

“please what do you want.” the raven haired boy mocked you, eyes sparkling and teeth bared. you were stuck, a mouse in a trap.

you felt you heart swell, tears drop. “awe dabi, you’ve gone and made her cry,” the blonde said in faux empathy “it’s okay baby, ignore him.”

empty words, that’s all they were. empty words from people who could care less.

“please, just…” your words trailed off as the two large men barged past my door, bolting it shut.

“please what…? make you feel good? oh trust me baby, we will.”

the feeling of hawks slender fingers tugging curls behind your ear made you recoil. begin to scream, thrash, sob. the two looked at each other, eyebrows raised, faces amused, teeth bared.

-

whatever you did before was no good. actually it only spurred them on. “this little hole was just waiting for me, huh.” the blonde says, a statement more than a question.

his cock pistons in and out of you, thrashing you to reluctantly take dabi further down you throat, making him emit and gargled moan. “mm, you’re so fucking warm.” the raven hair said, hand stroking your back as the hawks lifted his leg, making your back arch and legs shake.

the assault carries on for what seemed ages. you were a mere spit roast. you could feel the humiliation wrap around you as your throat began to bruise and your insides started to quiver.

“keigo.” your voice seemed pathetic even to you, it was laced with pleasure, there was no denying it.

“you hear something dabi.” the blonde said, as if he wasn’t fucking into you at an ungodly pace.

“no? last time i checked onaholes didn’t speak.” the boys laughed as tears wet your cheeks.

“mm gonna’ cream in this tight pussy, huh.” you couldn’t reply to him, dabi had a death grip on your head as his thrusts grew sloppy.

“gonna take my cum, baby?” you could only whimper. you weren’t able to reply. they knew that. they liked that.

dabi was almost ripping out your hair as you gagged around him, waiting for him to still. after a few more languid thrusts in your abused throat, he stopped, spirts of white shooting down you, making you convulse as hawks does the same, cum beginning to drip out of your poor little cunny.

pants filled the room, matching your whimpers. of course you couldn’t cum, how stupid were you to think you could? so naïve and willing, huh. pulling out of you, hawks avian eyes grew wide as white leaked, seeping and bubbling.

dabi groaned as spit fell from his dick in ropes, matching the cum. he crouched to you, smile never leaving. taking his fingers he shoved the cum pack into your pussy, gathering it and stuffing you like a turkey. you cried at the sudden intrusion, only to find those fingers in your mouth.

“not a drop spilt, you hear me?” standing up he grimaced at the mess, insulting you as he got dressed.

the two boys began to turn, walking through your door, until dabi turned round, winking at you.

“oh,” he feigned innocence as he held up a discarded item “we’ll be taking these again.”

[kittiestkat]

from my old blog !

dark content | (dub/noncon)

“that’s right baby, lick it up. lick it all up. not a drop left, you hear me, slut?”

you weren’t sure how you ended up in this situation. what bad deed you did for karma to bite you in the ass this badly.

the only thing you did know was that the tangy taste of cum, cold and pulpy, was making you want to gag.

the bullying started off as innocent. little bickers and spats at you. then it got more intense. name calling, stealing, deformation of your school stuff. but none of you expected it to get physical.

it started off with hair pulling, little pinches. cute shit, right? then the gentle brushes began. slight taps to the ass that could be passed of as mere delusions from your part. they were pulling you apart, tearing you to shreds then stitching you back together and labelling you as insane.

you were not crazy.

“look at these, never expected a prude like you to own something like this.” the raven haired person you despised so much was swinging a black pair of panties round his finger like some measly keys!

a low whistle came from his amber eyed friend from beside you.

“so dirty." he whispers, mouth by the shell of your ear, causing an unwanted shiver to rack through your body, earning a laugh from both boys.

“so dirty, yet so innocent.” dabi laughs, throwing your pants to keigo who dangled them above your head, laughing at your measly attempts to grab the offending item.

chucking them back to dabi, the two play catch with your underwear likes it's just some ball.

that's until keigo lifts your skirt, growling at the sight.

“yo dabi,” he smiles, a grin laced with venom “check it out.”

dabi circles round you, a shark with cerulean eyes sizing up his pray. your back feels warm from the predatory gaze as they both laugh, hand your my back, forcing you to comply.

a cool, slim finger strokes over you.

“no panties, hmm?” the finger that collects my arousal, plunges into your drooling pussy earning a whimper from you.

“no fucking pants.” keigo restates, amplifying your embarrassment. suddenly your pushed on the bed, skirt rising and falling softly. the faint sounds of belts tinkling, and dropping to the ground create tears that slowly fall from your eyes.

-

“that’s right baby, lick it up. lick it all up. not a drop left, you hear me, slut?” dabi laughs, boot pressing down on your back as keigo lifts up your head by your curls to smile at you before pushing you face into the white splotch on the floor.

“good girl, slurp it allllll, there you go.” the taste is rancid, dust mixing in with the goopy stuff. when most of the cum had dissipated from the floor and into your belly, the boys laugh, grinning and letting go.

“see that wasn’t so hard, huh?” the blonde pats the soft of your cheek, shaking his head as if you had no other option to agree with him.

“answer when you’re spoken to, doll.” dabi growls.

“no.”

“no what, baby bird?”

“no, it wasn’t bad, thankyou”

smiling, he pats your cheek once more before standing, finally leaving your exposed, shaking frame alone. the two high five, laughing at you again. the humiliation grows unbearable.

“and oh yeah, doll.” your eyes flicker, albeit eyesight blurry, to his as he pinches your cheeks together.

“thanks for these.” the raven haired, smiles, holding up your pants.

[kittiestkat]

rewrote from my old blog so that i actually have a one shot on this page.

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dabi x fem!reader

dark content (dub con/noncon)

he was annoying, among many other things. constantly nitpicking at your work, flicking up your skirt, throwing your papers on the floor.

you didn’t choose to work here, it only happened to be that the money was decent. as long as you could pay for rent, you’d have to endure the teasing.

the interview was simple; as long you had a rack you’re guaranteed a spot.

“dabi, stop.” you said for the what? hundredth time that afternoon, as he threw frozen strawberry chunks at you, betting to his equally asshole friends if he could get one down your bra.

laughing with his blonde counterpart, the raven haired menace stood to his full height.

“yeah,” he began, arm placed above you “or what?” having had enough of his antics, you throw the smoothie stained towel down to your feet, ripping the small black apron off of your waist and pushing it into his chest.

“that’s it,” you said walking to get your stuff, quickly tugging off your lanyard “i quit.” all the boys laugh at your ‘hissy fit’. plopping a piece of defrosted mango in his mouth, dabi watches you storm off. brat.

“didn’t you say that last week?” ignoring his taunts, you continue pulling off your work shoes, slipping on your own equally worn down trainers.

“i’m serious dabi, i fucking quit!” you were tired of having to act like both a manager, employee and a babysitter to this human incarnate of shit.

following you into the backrooms, away from every one else, dabi watched your little temper tantrum with amusement in his eyes.

it’s cute really; how you pull this stunt weekly. 

you go to grab you bags, only stopping when a large, scarred hand grabs your wrist, pushing you to the floor with ease.

“dabi.” your voice is strained, even when you try to coat it. you only grow more agitated as the boy continues to laugh at you struggling to get up.

“for fucks sake stop!” you shout when he continues to push you back down with his foot. crouching to you, he plucks a lone strand of hair, tugging it behind your ear before grabbing a larger chunk and turning you head to the side, exposing your neck.

“or what?” that phrase was starting to frustrate you more and more, eyes burning at the need to cry. no. you can’t cry. you can’t.

before you could speak up, two firm hands were weighing up your breasts, a low whistle from the brutes mouth.

“impressive.” asshole.

you couldn’t even swipe away his hands before your blouse was ripped open, buttons flying everywhere as his tongue began prodding your nipples, making you feel gross and slimy.

“dabi,” your hands flew up to push his head but he was quicker as your back got pushed to the floor, hands pinned above you as his free hand made its way to the band of your pants, snapping it a few times to taunt you.

“bet ya’ if i touched you right now you’d be soaking for me, sweet.” pig.

“no!” you kicked your legs, struggling and gasping as cool fingers prodded, not even prepping you before sinking into you; dry and rough.

“hmm, guess i was correct.” fucking animal. wrong too.

“dabi, stop.” you groan, the feeling of slender fingers circling in you, pressing that gummy spot, had your mind reeling with emotions, lust making your nipples grow hard and sensitive. it wasn’t your fault you moaned when he caught one back into his mouth.

his tongue piercing was attached to a string of spit when he pulled away.

“what, scared they can hear you?” black hair tickled the shell of your ear as he bent down lower, fingers thrusting into you, emitting an unwanted groan from deep from within “cuz’ if i had to say so, i’d think you want them too, huh?”

his tongue and fingers never gave up the relentless assault as your stomach grew tight, legs growing weak.

“please,” you whimpered like some bimbo.please what? please stop? please let me cum? really, y/n? moaning at the fact this man was taking advantage of you?

dabi couldn’t help but laugh at how quick you were to become putty to his touch.

“wanna’ cum?”

withdrawing damp fingers, he jams them into your mouth, eyes glistening then darkening when you start to gag.

“then beg for it.”

[kittiestkat]

dark content | needless, piercer!au

look at you, squeezing my hand and begging me to 'be careful.'

it's silly you trust a man like me to do a job like this.

you watch as roll your nipple between the clamps, calming you in a soothing voice.

"there, there, sugar, see! it's just a lil' cold."

you think me earning your trust is sweet, a way for me to get you to calm down. wrong. it's so the gentle squeezes here and pleasuring flicks there seem like friendly accidents.

it's obvious you think i'm cute, i can see it behind those doe eyes like a string of film; the scenarios you've created in that dumb little head.

how slutty of you to think i'm going to bend you over this table and pound int- oops.

sorry doll, slip of the cock.

but look! you're moaning.

doesn't the dabis thickness take the pain of that metal bar i'm sliding into your swollen nipple away.

"cute." i'd say, looking at the glistening metal that adorns your left boob as you flutter and gush around me.

i'll wipe you up, chucking everything into the bin. turning to you and flick your other nipple, telling you to come see me me again when you want it done.

you'll laugh, kiss me cheek and say

"thankyou touya."

[kittiestkat]

dark content

imagine being shiggy's little dumb housewife; the perfect mix between a silly little bimbo and a tight cocksleeve.

he'd ruin you, of course; coating you night in thick, sticky layers of his cum.

oh you're sore? well baby, let me look after you...as long as dinner is ready in time.

maybe if you're good he'd maybeee let dabi come and pound into that tight little cunt.

you'd like that right, for them to spit roast you?

[kittiestkat]

dark content

when dabi says just a taste he means just a taste.

i mean he is a scumbag after all.

he'll tap the underside of his thick cock on your face, piercings cold and surprising.

his grin will be daunting, his hand a firm grip on your head to control you.

don't forget dabi owned you.

the top of his cock would still be a soft pink; you think he's aroused by your neediness? maybe shed a few tears then we'll see.

you'll be whimpering and crying and "oh please dabi, let me taste you, please, please please. just a taste."

just a taste, huh?

alright, he'll give you just a taste.

his thumb pokes your cheek, telling you to open up for him like a good little mouth.

he'll sigh, his cock head barely brushing your lip, the tip of your tongue barely licking him.

then he's gone, sweatpants up.

the water works begin.

"what, you said just a taste didn't you? stop crying, it's pathetic. now be a doll and get me a drink."