Could You Write A Chikan With Dabi? Like I Image He Sees A Sweet Little Thing Like You On The Train And

Could you write a Chikan with Dabi? Like I image he sees a sweet little thing like you on the train and he can't just help himself to you. He moves behind you and starts groping you and before you could move away he wraps his arms around your shoulders and whisper in her ear if you don't comply with me this whole train is going to be set ablazed. You instantly stilled and Dabi called you a good girl and starts licking and biting your neck roughly but not too much from being noticed by others.

I'm so sorry this is late, I hope the person who sent this in sees it, if you did please send me an anon message saying you did, I feel so bad for delaying this TW: Noncon dry humping, noncon kissing and touching, threats of murder. You had gotten off work a while ago but because of a villian attack, you had missed your train. Thankfully it was over quick and no one got too injured but it was still chaotic nonetheless, people screaming, running away and just an overall panic from the public. But, with it all being said and done, the train schedule went back to normal and you were able to get on the next one. This cart though, was a lot more crowded then you expected, people squeezing into seats and people hanging off the same bar. The only option was to go to the back, it was less crowded but still packed. It was quieter at the back though, just people reading or having their earbuds in. After the first three stops there was more seats and less people so you had room to sit and relax, that was until a pregnant woman handling an infant got on, looking absolutely exhausted, so, giving up your seat, you just used one of the handle bars in the back. "If you scream or try and get help, I'll set this whole train on fire," it's an instant reaction that had you tensing up. Letting out a stuttered exhale you glance down to see arms wrapping around your waist, covered by thick black hoodie sleeves. The man leans close to your ear, breathing down your neck as he chuckles breathlessly when you freeze against his chest. He runs his hand up and down your stomach as the other hand sits underneath your breasts. The mans mouth moves closer to your throat, mouthing at the right side as he runs a hand down your thigh and slides it back up grabbing a handful of your ass. There's a whimper that leaves your throat, jerking away from the man. Pulling you back by your hips, he growls in your ear as he nips at your shoulder. "Shhh, be a good girl for me." He leaves a wet trail of kisses on your neck, occasionally, nipping and biting. Sucking hickies into your skin, just under your skin. Crossing his arms over your stomach, he grinds into you, licking your skin as he groans in your ear. Trying to regulate your breathing as best you can, you glance around to distract your mind, catching the glare and disgusted snarl of an older lady, you look away ashamed. Your eyes squeezing shut when you feel the man slip his hand under your shirt, marking another hickey above your collarbone. The kisses start becoming more frantic as he pants in your ear, grinding harder into you as his hands grab at your tits. "Oooh fuck- such a nice little ass...your tits feel so soft too." He leans his head back slightly, still keeping an eye you as he does so. The conductor announces the next stop and you hear the man curse under his breath, his grinding getting faster as his biting gets harder. His breath coming out in quick pants as his grip tightens around you, holding you closer. He moves you further into the back of the train, pinning you against the wall, holding you like a boyfriend would. His hips moving faster against your ass as he groans in your ear, grabbing you by the jaw and kissing you as he covers your eyes with his free hand. Groaning into your mouth, you feel something wet bleed into the back of your pants, wetting the ass of your panties while he places a hand near your face, moving it to face the wall again as he rides out his high and grunts. You bite your lip to stop the sad whimper from escaping as the man backs away, the train doors opening and kisses your cheek before leaving, making sure to give you a pat on your ass and a dark chuckle. 'Thanks for the help pretty girl, see you around."

Hey, don't feel pressured into doing this! But I think I may have a pretty interesting idea? Might make for a fun short writing if you want to, that is!

Now, i'm sure you've gotten alot of "Dabi captures you" tropes, but this one goes a bit differently. Dabi does, in fact, capture y/n... but what he hadn't anticipated was that y/n wouldn't just fight back... they'd put him to his knees.

They'd turn the tables around on him fast and fuck him into a shivering, sobbing mess on the bed. Slobbering and whining as he tries to debate between pleading you to stop, or begging you to continue.

For this, you'd have a gn y/n, but it heavily implies that they have male anatomy. Or maybe gender fluid y/n, and she could bounce on Dabi's pretty little cock while jerking himself off infront of him.

My requests are closed right now and I also don't do male readers.

You think Dabi's pretty- scratch that you think he's beautiful, but unfortunately he doesn't agree. Despite his calm and collected nature, he's insecure about his scars. He doesn't understand how you, the most beautiful person in the world, could like him, a villian, someone who's covered in burns... it just doesn't make sense to him. You, however, don't care and hate when he talks negatively about himself and it has caused arguments that has led you to getting upset and Dabi pulling away, leaving for a couple hours to days. He always comes back though, he can't stay away, you know that and he's coming to terms with it. You really, are the only person that cares about him, besides the league, he doesn't have many people.

He looks so pretty making breakfast, in nothing but his boxers and grey sweats. "You look so pretty Dabi," you murmur sleepily, wrapping your hands around his waist from behind, laying your head on his right shoulder. He scoffs, flipping the eggs and tensing when he feels you run kisses along the staples across his back. Shaking his head, he mumbles, "your eyes must be blurry from sleep, doll." You whine into his back, huffing as you pull away. "Why do you always do this, Dabi? Can't you please just take a compliment, you really are pretty."

He finishes cooking breakfast and turns off the stove before turning around and leaning against the oven. "Babydoll, you do understand that I'm covered in burns, I'm not exactly a model... plus I'm not supposed to be pretty, I'm supposed to be scary, doll." Glaring at him you narrow your eyes, "Dabi, please stop saying that, you're very attractive... I think the burns make you look hotter to be honest.." He bursts out laughing, petting your hair as he moves to take the plates out and set them on the table. "Is that right, doll? You think I look hotter with the burn scars? You're a little freak, you know that?"

He always does this, he can never except that he's attractive because of the scars, so he'll make it into a joke or wave you off with a "sure, whatever you say, doll." It's really upsetting, because no matter how hard he tries, there's always a snarl pulling at his lips when he looks at himself in the mirror. Coming up behind him again, you wrap an arm around his stomach as the other wraps around his upper chest as you lay your cheek on the midst of his back, he relaxes a bit, caressing your hand as he hums. Leaning a bit into your embrace as he takes the arm wrapped around his chest and kisses your hand, rubbing circles on it.

You cuddle into his back, running your fingers over the staples and kissing the edges of his burns, "you know I'll always think you're beautiful Dabi... nothing you say or do will ever change that. I'm not always talking about your looks either, you're extremely intelligent, so observational and snarky... the prettiest parts of you aren't always physical... like the way your eyes go soft when I tell you I love you... or the way they shine just right in the sun. Or when you go soft when your sleepy, you always hold me close... keep me safe." Kissing his scars in between sentences, his hands tighten around your arms.

Pulling you so your face is buried in his chest, as he kisses your head, squeezing tight around your waist. Running his fingers through your hair he whispers sweet nothing in your ear, "even if you don't believe me... please know that you are pretty and I love you so much... more than you could know." Your eyes start to water and get blurry from the on coming tears as you feel something splash on your shoulder, you try to lift your head but he keeps your face buried in his chest. Digging his tongue in his cheek, he inhales deeply as he rubs his hand up and down your back, kissing your head every once and a while.

"C'mon doll... breakfast is done." He kisses your head one last time before letting go and walking to the kitchen, rubbing at your eyes, you go to sit down only to see crimson dripping down your shoulder as it stains your skin, leaving pretty red trails. Glancing back at him, you catch him rub at his eyes, the same crimson staining his fingers before he wipes it away... Dabi really is always so pretty, in all his moments.

Meet the Todorokis

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Dabi told you about his family before he did the reveal to the whole of Japan. He told you about how abusive his father was, how his mom did nothing to help, how his siblings didn't understand what it felt like to be in his position and how he hated his youngest brother. From the little information he'd give you, throughout the months of being together, you.cpuld tell there was some serious trauma and his home life and family were anything but loving. Aside from the physical scars, you knew there was some pretty bad mental scarring, even though he tried to play off the hurt and pain by being cocky and nonchalant.

When the heroes found out you were involved with the league and Dabi, especially romantically, you became a top priority for Endeavor to capture and lock away, so that's what happened. When you were caught, you were sent to Tartarus and servailenced 24/7, heavily armed guards would be posted in your room and right outside of it. The room littered with cameras, there was an inch of privacy in that tiny space you now called home. But you knew, you knew Dabi would save you, it would just take a little time, until then, you had to grin and bare it.

It was the same routine everyday, sitting in that small, padded room with cameras covering inch after inch, doing nothing but letting your mind drift away and thinking about the league but especially Dabi. How was he doing, what was he doing, did he miss you, was he even thinking about you? You didn't doubt he was but curiosity was eating at your brain and heart, taking over your thoughts. So, it was a big surprise when you were told you had visitors and the Todorokis, nonetheless. They were all there, Rei, Fuyumi, Natsuo, Shoto.... and I guess the man that Touya had to call father was there too. It would've been sweet too have such a messed up family if you didn't know their dirty little secrets and the reasons for visiting in the first place. They all looked empty- heartbroken even, their eyes full of sorrows and regret while Reis eyes leaked salty tears ,only to be comforted by daughter... huh, you wonder if any of them tried to comfort Touya that way. Then again, given the family and their dynamic, you highly doubt it. But, sat in front of this fucked up family as they stared you down and asked invasive questions, you started too understand it wasn't out of love for Touya, it was because of guilt and that just pissed you off a lot more. They weren't trying too right their wrongs, it was because they knew that they were horrible for what they did and they tried too quiet their guilt. So you can't really blame yourself for snapping and going off on that horrible man- thing. That horrible thing. "What would you say you're relationship to my son is." You scowled at Enjis question, a scoff falling from your lips unintentionally but you didn't try too stop it. Your eyes narrowed at that abusive man, only obsessed with the image of the so-called greater-good. He didn't even ask how Touya has been, how much the thought of his old man being praised for being a hero when in actuality, he was more of a villain then most were, ate at Touya every night, kept him up for days- weeks even- on end. "Don't. Call him that, Touya is no longer your son, he is no longer the boy that yearned for your praise and approval, no longer the boy that was willing to kill himself too make you happy. He's better, different now. His eyes have been opened to your disgusting ways of bullshit parenting." It was said more aggressively then you thought it was but, he needed too understand Dabi would never be Touya- their Touya, ever again, he was your Touya now and forever.

Endeavors hands tightened into fists at that, while his wifes eyes dropped, looking away and squeezing tightly as she breathed in a stuttered inhale. "He's still my son, I wasn't the best fath-" there's a quick cut off from you as you shifted in your seat. "No. You weren't even a father to begin with, so don't give me that bullshit speech that you're sorry and you regret what you did because I don't care to listen to it, you can give your traumatized family that bullshit but I won't listen to it." It's spat at him, your voice raising in pitch towards the end of your sentence as you scowled at the false hero. You didn't mean to go on a tangent rant but.. it happened. "You, Enji Todoroki, abused your children. You attempted to use them for your own selfish desires and make up for your pathetic failures and all your overwhelming undoings. You. Are no man- especially not a father. No father would ever. Force their child to take on such a burden, so young in their life. No man would ever put his hands on a woman- much less their wife. The woman who gave you those children in the first place. The woman who took care of them and bathed them, dressed them, read them bed time stories while you chased after a dream you, yourself acknowledged would never happen on your own, so you tried to live through your children. And you, Rei Todoroki. The first time that man put his fucking hands on you or your children, you should've left him. Don't ever let a man put his fucking hands on your children. Ever. You. Are no mother. No mother would throw boiling water on her sons face because she couldn't stand the piece of shit man that she was forced too marry. Your kids are their own people and have their own dreams. The reason the both of you even have kids was selfish from the get-go. I'm happy Touya got out- got away. None of your kids deserved that, but especially Touya. Now leave." By the end of it, Rei was in tears and Enjis teeth were clenched so tight, you thought they were gonna break as his fists were tight and shaking, his knuckles turning pale, ghost white as his eyes became wet and started too sting. The family left quickly after that as the door slammed behind them.

You couldn't wait for Dabi to end Enji Todorokis pathetic life of lies.

Chuuya's always looking out for Dazai 🥺

dazai is stabbed. unhappy with the knife inside of him, he pulls it out. chuuya panics. aren't you supposed to keep those in to stop the bleeding? chuuya stabs him again.

you seem like you have daddy issues, no offense just saying

Can someone please explain to me, how I give off daddy issues? Like, what about my writing screams daddy issues? Also, I'm not offended, I'm just curious.