#dqobsessionevent

Dabi, who is so obsessed that he steals your used panties and keeps them close to his dick in his pants.

Gets him so achingly rock-hard that he can't help but fuck you with a ferality unsurpassed, until your eyes cross and your tongue lolls out.

Of course, he'll keep those panties of yours after he's done with you.

I recently hit a huge milestone and wanted to take some time to celebrate with a little event!

As you all may know, I've had a pretty rough past year: having been diagnosed with breast cancer, going through several operations and chemotherapy, and overall just feeling extremely devastated. 

Throughout this entire time, you all stuck around, encouraged me, and showed me so much love and support. Without you, it would have been much worse. Thank you to everyone at my side during this challenging time💙

You are the reason I am here, you encourage me to continue, and you are the reason my writing comes to life in this fandom community.

So, this event is all about you. I want to give back to you and put a smile on your face with a free commission.

The Title of this Celebration: Obsession

With this event, it is your turn to be creative. Send me an ask with how you headcanon Dabi would obsess over you.

When he finally succeeds in making you his, his obsession of you doesn’t end, if anything, it increases…

•When you two are together, he’d follow you with his eyes when you’re not looking, always desperate to keep you in his line of sight.

•When you invite him to stay the night for the first time, you notice and find it odd that he seems to already know where everything is, never asking “Hey, babe, where do you keep xyz”?

•After his first official invite, he sometimes “invites” himself over, waking you up in the late hours of the night, his hands running up your thighs under your nightshirt. As you shake the fog of sleep from your head, enjoying his touch, you try to remember if you left the door unlocked for him or if you gave him a spare key…

•When you two walk together, he’ll keep one hand shoved in his pocket and the other always placed lightly on the small of your back to either guide you as you two move through the shadows he’s so familiar with or to protect you from any harm (perceived or otherwise) when on a busy street.

•When the seasons change and the air turns cold, he finds it cute that you hold on to him, craving the heat that he naturally emits. He’ll tease you for being “clingy”, but secretly, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

•He wants to be the center of your world, after all, you became his. Anything that takes your attention away from him for too long will be taken care of. This, of course, can cause tension between you two… but most of those tensions are quickly worked out when he places a hand on your hip, lifts your face to meet his, and quirks an eyebrow while rolling his tongue over his front teeth. (That look alone lets you know damn well what time it is.)

This had me squealing... i want him to treat me like that! I love it so much 💙💙💙💙💙

Thanks for this submission, have one more 🎟️

When y'all walking outside holding hands, he just loves to randomly kiss the back of your hand while looking at you with the most adorable expression on his face. And everytime you get hella butterflies.

He loves to look at you doing your usual mundane stuff, he just loves the atmosphere, the fact that he can finally feel safe.

At night(actually everytime), he adores to have you snuggled close to him. Absorbing all his warmth.

He loves to feel your arms wrapping around his waist, pulling him even closer to you.

He adores to feel your scent (and no, I'm not talking about your perfume or shampoo, I'm talking about your true scent). It's something that he never knew he needed.(and he also gets a little hard).

He is obsessed with how beautiful your soul is, and how you understand and accept him for who he is. He will forever be loyal to you and his love for you will be limitless.

(I'm so damn sorry I sent this so late, I was really busy all week 😭 and if it's too late, it's fine, have some goody ass headcanons:) I wish you all the best!!)

Hey M! Not too late, you're in with one 🎟 😘

And this is so good, how soft you made him. Excellent!

Dabi is Obsessed 2:

Some days are so hard, rough, and frustrating that all he wants is to use you. He hurts and all he wants is to make someone else hurt while he enjoys it. He laughs as he sees the tears rolling down your face, your lungs desperate for air, as he keeps his dick lodged in your throat. Your body trembling as he heats his hands to unbearable temperatures as he slaps your ass and grips your thighs. Some days he just has to use and abuse you.

Other days are so hard, rough, and frustrating that all he wants is relief. He needs a gentle voice and soothing touch. Your soft hands and lips that will remind him that there is at least one person on this god-forsaken planet that truly cares for him. Your fingers tangled in his hair, your soft breathy moans, your praise and warm, soft, welcoming body.

Dabi is truly obsessed with you and your never ending patience dealing with his twisted duality. He is obsessed with you and your own twisted need for every part of him.

This is seriously so good! Twisted duality? I could not have worded it more perfectly.

Another, well-deserved 🎟 for you!

Thanks for having this event and extending it. Thanks for being awesome and whelp .. this may have gotten away from me ..

Dabi is Obsessed:

He notices innocent little you when he's out one random cloudy day looking to cause mischief. He sees you in a cafe, your nose buried in a book. He watches you for a solid 15 minutes and in that time, you never once looked up from your book, randomly grabbing at your drink to take a sip. Lips chasing the straw, brows scrunched in annoyance, but you just keep reading. He finds your whole demeanor fascinating. There's just something so innocent, so naive about you. And he wants to ruin it.. wants to ruin you.

To his chagrin, Dabi is called away from watching you anymore that day. He checks back by the cafe every few days at the same time. His heart racing when he sees you again; same table, same drink, same book (though much closer to the end). He watches as you finish your book and sigh softly to yourself. You collect your things to leave, and he knows he just has to keep you in sight. His obvious choice is to follow you home.

He's not even that inconspicuous about it, but you don't even notice. He can tell just how privileged your upbringing must have been. You couldn't have gone through any terrible ordeals like he did. Further proof to him of how innocent you are and how much he deserved to have you.

Now that he knows where you live, Dabi's there watching you from a finding spot outside every chance he gets. He learns your routine. How you snooze the alarm 4 times, before rushing out the door for work during the week. How you work only part-time for a finance company, that allows you free afternoons going to the library and cafe. He learns on the weekends you prefer to sit at home or go to the park by yourself. You don't seem to ever have people over or go out for long periods of time with friends.

His favorite discovery was realizing what a trusting person you were. Dabi absolutely ached for you one day, couldn't wait til after your work shift to see you. He knew he needed something more. So he took a chance by opening a window to your place. Silly you, it wasn't even locked! He easily slipped in and looked around your place, taking in even more about you. He takes in all the sights and smells of your place, the kitchen, the bathroom, and especially your bedroom. He sifts through your dresser, his fingers fondling your panties. Sniffing at them, just to smell your detergent, still he pockets them. His eyes wander to your laundry basket. And, oh, it must be his lucky day. Right one top a surprisingly lacy pair. He snatches them and, letting himself lay on your bed, he sniffs your dirty panties.

Dabi is absolutely intoxicated and fully aroused by this scent that is purely you. He allows himself to get lost in it, hand swiftly undoing his pants and letting his cock free. Throbbing and aching, he inhales from your dirty panties again as he fists himself. He doesn't hold back and groans as he finishes. He doesn't think he's ever gotten himself that fast and that well before. He reaches for his pocket, pulling your clean pair of panties out, and uses those to clean himself up. He puts your used panties in his pocket to save for later use. He smirks to himself, getting off your bed. He looks at the rumpled (and possibly slightly charred) mess he made of your bedding and tosses your once clean, now soiled by him panties right on top before he sneaks back out. He can't wait to see the look on your face.

Oh wow 😳 This has me thirsting for more. It's so hot!

That's one 🎟

Dabi doesn’t let you call him “Dabi” once he’s obsessed and in love. The name Dabi is meant to remind him of his vengeance, an ironic name meant to inspire fear towards his villainy but to hear his name come from your lips? His fucking name?

He gets off on hearing you plea and whine for “Touya”— for him, all of him, who he is at his core.

Of course he can’t risk that name ever coming out to light before he’s ready for it to, so you stay nice and tucked away from the entire world, the knowledge of who he truly is still a mystery but the name Touya forced from your lips every time he takes you until you’re a drooling mess without any other thought in your head besides how well he fills you and how easily his name slips out your mouth while you shake and writhe.

Why is this so delicious?! And yes, he will only reveal his true name to the person he's closest to. he's obsessed with. that's you.

this is so hot, thank you so much! have a 🎟️

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The drive never left him, but he was not prepared to have his entire perspective shift when he met you, the kind soul who look passed the burns on his face and body and saw a child's heart begging for the love and care he was denied.

When you came into his life obsession turned to addiction. One smile was enough to start but he wanted more. The fire inside him demanded to consume you. So he stole memories of you to keep you with him.

But you didn't stop smiling when little notes you wrote yourself disappeared. He found your little notes oddly captivating, the quick strokes of your handwriting unique to you. Tracing the strokes soothed him.

You told him it was cute when he stole your clothes. He always took ones worn by you so he could smell you as long as possible.

You held him after a long day, when everything in the world decided to go wrong. He has never felt safer than In your arms.

You greeted him with sleepy smiles and open arms when he broke into your apartment to watch you sleep. Never batting an eye at how this strange man managed to break into your apartment... Again.

His obsession with you grew as you never rebuffed him for who he was, the lonely black cat in need of a safe place to rest and finally find out who he is when he is not following a path of desolation.

((Let him have nice things!!))

Thank you so much for this perfect piece of obsession. Wouldn't we all just welcome him? Even if he'd steal our stuff, even break in?

I would.

That's one 🎟

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