Multi-Fandom Oneshots

🍋That fucking burns

I made this for an anonymous user, happy birthday 🎉, it's a Dabi x NBReader with FGenitalia. The genitalia is very specifically mentioned for both parties.

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️
Burning/Branding, S&M implications, Degrading, face-fucking, murder, gore, kinda cnc (but not really), toxic af, lying, dirty ass motel, villain stuff, kidnapping, manipulation, ownership, genital piercings on Dabi

As you walk down the street, it's a solemn and dark night, you notice a blue light coming from an alleyway. You hesitate, but your curiosity gets the better of you. When you turn the corner, you see a man standing there. A blue flame is emerging from his hand and onto another person, clearly dead. Their face and skin melted off in a gruesome way, down to the bone.

You take a step back, but end up stepping on a twig from a nearby tree. The man turns, his eyes a fiery blue, and he looks absolutely pissed.

"Really? Another one? Well, looks like it's a bad day for you" He speaks in a low, raspy voice. It sounds like he's been smoking for 50 years, despite his normal skin looking like he's only in his 20's-30's. You step back again as he walks slowly towards you, like a predator hunting its prey. He gets close to you, looks at you for a few seconds before his face softens slightly.

"Hm...maybe it won't be such a bad day after all" He whispers with a malicious grin spread across his face. Then suddenly, you feel hot all over and pass out.

You wake up, tied to a chair. You look around, your vision fuzzy. You see a small tv in front of you, curtains on the window on your right, the corner of the bed on either side of you, and that same man in the kitchen. He looks slightly different now, he's wearing a black tank top instead of the torn white shirt and flamboyant black coat. He looks at you with a cold stare before grabbing something and walking towards you.

"Already awake huh? Well, that's good for me I suppose...but for you, not so much" He states in a cold tone, you try to speak then notice the tape over your mouth. He laughs at the pathetic attempt, giving you a cruel smile. He rips the tape of your mouth aggressively, not caring about how it might feel.

"Did that hurt? I sure hope it did. If not, lucky for you, it will soon" He whispers into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. He grabs your face with one hand, squeezing your cheeks, and kisses you softly. Almost too softly.

He pulls away and you watch him slowly waltz around the room, grabbing a bag from the left side of the bed. He drops it in front of you before getting down and taking multiple items out of it. At first, it seems normal. Water, snacks, first aid...but then it takes a turn for the lewd. He pulls out toys and painful looking items, specifically made to break someone's mind to nothing but pleasure and pain. The sight makes you breathe unsteadily.

"Does this scare you, hun? Cause it should. You're the first fucker I've ever done this too and I'm damn excited about it. I could see it in your eyes when I looked at you, you weren't scared of death. No, you were scared of me. And that...that filled me with so much fucking joy" He mumbles these words to you, like he was trying to serenade you in some fucked up way. And, in a way, it was working.

He walks to the kitchen and grabs another chair and sets it in front of you, sitting down in it. His scarred hands run across the front of his shirt and pants in a teasing way. Your eyes follow every movement they make, noticing every twitch in his fingers.