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Like A Big Girl (Quirkless!Dabi x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

“Take all of me like a big girl, baby.”

Pairing: Quirkless!Touya “Dabi” Todoroki x Black!Fem!Reader 

Synopsis: In which you get the surprise of your life when your apartment neighbor and crush (who happens to be extremely anti-social) shows up at your housewarming party to celebrate your moving into your first-ever apartment after a breakup. 

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ One Shot (MINORS GTFO); Non-Quirked; Disfigured!Dabi (he has burn scars); Alcohol Consumption; Marijuana Use; Flirting; Shotgunning; Foreplay; Exhibitionism; Fingering; Cunnilingus; Deepthroating; Loud Sex; Doggystyle; Scar Appreciation; Non-Protective PIV Sex; Creampie; Scent Play/Marking; Spanking; Mild Degradation; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: WE A COLLEGE GRADUATE BIH!!! I'm so so happy & so excited for the future. Even more for the summertime cuz now I'm free to write! I hope y'all like this one. I needed to write something smutty for my favorite crusty villain. Enjoy & fuck Enji!! -Jazz 💋💋💋

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You’ve never been so nervous before until you’re sitting on your couch with a lukewarm tequila sunrise, waiting for your guests of honor to arrive. 

Or rather one guest in particular. You know you shouldn’t be at all. You know you should be socializing and talking to the other guests currently occupying your brand-new apartment in celebration of your down payment and a new accomplishment in life.

You should be laughing, joking, and flirting with the fine-ass men that Rumi insisted on bringing with her to help with catering and cleaning before the party started. 

But you just can’t. The motivation to do so isn’t there, and the reason why is embarrassing.

Rumi, who sits next to you on the couch, looks you up and down. Her stark white hair is piled up into a messy bun on her head and the red bodycon dress she chose for tonight hugs her toned body and legs just right. If anyone could get a lay tonight, it’d be her. “You might wanna smile, babe. You’re scaring off your guests.” 

She gives you a cheeky grin as she sips her drink–a whiskey smash. You’re so glad you managed to find a bartender to make drinks for tonight thanks to Keigo knowing him from his job. You’re even happier that your job’s salary allows you to pay him $550 by the end of tonight. 

“Shut up,” you mumble, bumping her with your knee. But even her brash humor doesn’t make you smile an inch. Rumi rolls her eyes and turns to Nemuri, one of your other hot and longtime friends. “Nemuri, please get this girl another drink so she can get up out of this seat,” Rumi sighs. “I’m tired of seeing that face on her face.” 

Nemuri stands from her seat in her sundress and flats, looking like a sexy girl next door. “I’ll get you some water, honey.” She gives you a wink before making a dash to the snack table located in the kitchen, dodging between people and the wafts of marijuana smoke in the air. Just weed. No vapes or E-cigs are allowed tonight which you made clear in your invitations. 

“I don’t have a face,” you grumble, glaring at Rumi. “And I have gotten out of my seat. I’m the host, aren’t I?” 

“Exactly!” Rumi replies. “Which means you should be walkin’ around and hosting. Not sittin’ here, mopin’ about some dickhead and worryin’ if he’ll show up. Plus, you know how men are: they show up when they want to.” 

“Not true,” you scoff. “That’s a fact that is relevant to my ex, but not to every guy in existence.” Even referring to your ex as simply “your ex” is enough to make you want to down the rest of your drink. Not only did you decide to throw this party to celebrate your buying and moving into your first “big girl” apartment as the start of a new chapter of your life, but you also wanted to celebrate being free of the leech you called your boyfriend of three years. 

“And I’m not moping, okay?” you sharply tell Rumi. “I just wanna make sure there are enough champagne flutes and food. If I get new guests, that means I need more, right?” 

Rumi eyes you down, knowing damn well you’re lying through your teeth. “Whatever you say,” she sing-songs. Nemuri returns with the iced water, handing it to you. “Here you are, honey,” she coos. “What are we talking about?” 

Rumi is happy to fill her girlfriend in. “The fact that she’s ready to toss a wedding ring at this man who’s afraid of leavin’ his apartment for groceries. If she says that’s not why she’s got that sour face, she’s lying.” 

“Hey!” you gasp, kicking at her ankle with your heel. “It’s not a lie! It’s the truth! This is the first party I’m hosting and it’s a lot to worry about, especially since it’s my new apartment.” 

At the beginning of the year is when you found your dream apartment complex. It came with a pool, a tennis court, a gym, and a laundry mat along with central air, free wifi, and vending machines. The neighborhood surrounding the complex was quiet at night, noisy with kids in the morning, and nearby a hub of parks, restaurants, and public transportation. It was the perfect place to begin the new chapter of your life. 

And not to mention a man, in particular, you had a slight thing for lives here. So, after putting down a payment, signing papers, and getting help moving in, you were finally living on your own three months later. Only a party could really welcome you into your new four walls.  But so far, you aren’t enjoying it as much as you should be. 

And that’s all because someone you desperately want to see here tonight is missing. 

“And second, Dabi isn’t afraid of leavin’ his apartment, Rumi,” you criticize your friend. “He’s just not a people person.” At least, that’s what Keigo told you when you met Dabi for the first time. “According to him,” he scoffed. “It’s just an excuse to not socialize, really. But he’s always been like that since we were kids.” 

You caught that vibe from Dabi as soon as you met him several years ago before you met your ex. You met Dabi through Keigo when he dragged his friend to a club to meet up with you and Rumi one spring night for happy hour.

You had heard about Dabi many times before–that he’s a firefighter; that he has some dark humor; that he is kinda weird and awkward but still a pretty nice guy (according to Keigo). As soon as you got a look at that black hair, tight tee shirt, and buff arms roped his tattoos, you were entranced by him. Though he seemed somewhat out of place and like he didn’t want to be there, he carried with him an intoxicating aura, like he was your favorite cocktail drink. 

You were so taken aback at how hot he was that you barely noticed the burn scars. He only had them on his face, neck, and snaking up his arm from what you could see–healed yet puffy skin from second-degree burns coat the left side of his face, cascading down his neck to his upper torso and disappearing down his shirt. Though his arm is roped in tattoos, you can see burn scars there too beneath the dark ink. They aren’t as bad as Keigo said they’d be, but they’re not exactly unnoticeable either. 

But when he spoke, all of that went out the window. Keigo had sat him down across from you and Rumi, grinning. “Ladies, meet my friend, Dabi,” he said. “D, this is Rumi and Y/N.” 

“Nice to meet you,” you had politely said, sticking your hand out for him to shake. His crystal blue eyes, so intense yet mysteriously guarded, flitted up to meet yours. He stuck his hand out and took yours, causing your heart to jump at how warm and calloused his palm was. “You too,” he murmured. 

Lord, if you could have sex with a voice, it’d be his. Though it was raspy like he chain-smoked, it was also deep and traveled from your heart right down to your clit which jumped in your panties beneath your skirt. You had to cross your legs to avoid the feeling as Rumi and Keigo began to chat. Dabi would chime in here and there, but mostly just sipped his drink and looked around the club like a bored and lost puppy. 

He was fine as hell and kind of unintentionally funny, but that wasn’t what hooked you. It was two weeks before you moved into your new apartment when he randomly hit you up while you were organizing boxes for move-in day. You were sweaty and out of breath so when you answered the phone, you sounded less than happy. “Yes?” you snapped. 

“Uh…this a bad time?” Dabi had asked, his gravelly yet smooth-like-chocolate voice in your ear. Your eyes widened and your heart jumped into your throat. “Uh, no!” you immediately replied. “Sorry, I didn’t know it was you. The ID came up as a possible scam.” 

“That’s my fault,” Dabi said, actually sounding apologetic. “I never gave you my number. Listen, I didn’t wanna take up your time. I just wanted to ask if you needed help movin’ in.” 

“Huh?” you dumbly asked, your brain short-circuiting. “To where?” 

“....Your new apartment?” he said, just as confused as you. “You’re movin’ in this week, right?” 

A record scratched in your mind and you physically facepalmed yourself. ‘You dumb bitch!’ you thought. “Oh, yeah!” you backpedaled. “Sorry, I’ve been moving boxes since this morning.” 

“Well, lemme come up and I’ll help you,” Dabi replied. You blinked at his offer, shocked at how easily he volunteered. “No, it’s fine!” you said. “It’s just little stuff anyway! You don’t have to–” 

“I’ll be up in ten,” he interjected. “I’ve got nothin’ better to do anyhow. Stay there.” Then he hung up, leaving you open-mouthed and horrified at your appearance. Luckily, when he came over, you had dried off your sweat and fixed your hair so you didn’t look a total hot mess. 

Though you worked in silence most of the day, Dabi made sure to ask you what to put where and heaved heavier boxes for you, his muscles flexing as he did. When his job was done, he even offered to help you move your furniture around once you got it. Weeks later, he did so, helping Keigo lug your couch up the stairs and put together a table. 

He did it all in his free time without asking for a dollar. You knew from Keigo how he didn’t like going out much, so to see him do so for you did something to you. Since then, you’ve always had a slight thing for Dabi. You call it a “thing” because you’re not sure what it is. Even when you were dating your ex, he’d always be at the back of your mind and in your wettest dreams. Since he lives in the same apartment complex as you, you made it a point to say hi to him whenever you could after moving in. But the thing is you barely saw him. He lived on a whole other floor and had an entirely different schedule than you which made being nice a lot harder. That’s why you were hoping he’d come tonight: so you could get to know him more. 

“How he and Keigo are friends, I’ll never understand,” Nemuri scoffs. They’re complete opposites!” Rumi smirks up at her as she squeezes a hand on her girlfriend’s ass. “I guess opposites attract,” she teasingly says, pulling a giggling Nemuri close to her. 

You pretend to retch. “Ugh, can you two please stop?” you whine. “I don’t need to be reminded that I don’t have a fairytale romance or that I haven’t had sex in two months.” 

“Two months?!” Rumi and Nemuri exclaim in unison. You flush, adverting your eyes as you sip your drink. “That’s what I’m saying!” Rumi exasperatedly says. “You’re stressin’ over a guy as weird as Dabi when you should be out and about gettin’ your flirt on. With a body like yours, you’d find someone to keep you company tonight in no time. Someone better than that dickhead you left.” 

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose as you begin to see your ex’s stupid face behind your eyelids. “Don’t remind me of him, Rumi.” 

It’s been three months since you moved out of your shared apartment with your ex and officially broke it off with him after catching him with another girl. After being together for a year and knowing in your heart that this was the man you were destined to be with, you threw caution to the wind and went half on an apartment with him in a nice part of Musutafu. 

The first five months were good, but then you started noticing how lazy he was. He barely cleaned, couldn’t cook, and argued about running errands when you asked him, even if it was just a grocery run. “You know I’m not good with groceries, babe,” he’d whine. “I always get the wrong shit and you yell at me about it!” 

What irked you most about him is that he never tried. Not with anything! Not with the cleaning, the cooking, or the sex. That was another thing you started noticing about him: the sex was boring. It used to be amazing between you two, but after moving in together, it started seriously lacking. Though you cut him some slack because of his busy work schedule and long hours, the same old position (that being doggy style) can get tiresome. 

But though you tried to spice things up with new lingerie, toys, or new kinks to enjoy, he never seemed to want to participate or be interested in them. Those nights of nothing leading into mornings where he left early for work and left you alone were devastating. You started suspecting something was up the third year of your relationship, but you never ever suspecting cheating. 

However, fate forced those rose-colored glasses off of you when you stepped into your apartment one afternoon after a yoga class with Rumi and found your boyfriend getting head from a woman you’ve never seen before. You were devastated, to say the least. Your first instinct was to leave and you found yourself crying to Rumi, Nemuri, and Keigo that night over wine. 

“I’m gonna fuck him up,” Keigo had growled, and you had to stop him from getting in his car to do so. “You’re telling me he cheated on you?” he asked incredulously. “You? He’s as dumb as he is a bitch.” 

“You can stay here as long as you want, babe,” Rumi cooed, stroking your hair away from your tear-soaked face. “Nemuri and I would be happy to have you…as long as you’re okay with the thin walls.” 

And you were (or at least you told yourself you were every time you’d hear Nemuri scream Rumi’s name to the heavens) because you did stay. After Keigo and Rumi helped you get your shit and tell off your boyfriend, you moved out of your shared apartment and bunked with Rumi and Nemuri while you saved up for a new home. 

Your ex called and texted you constantly throughout that time, begging you to come back and that he was sorry, but after you ignored each one, he stopped. It took a while to get over him. Even now, you still feel a lump in your throat over what happened–the lies; the betrayal; the utter disrespect to you and your home. But after a while, you managed to push through and finally began home hunting. 

Rumi stares at you now, pissed that you’re being so stubborn but also looking empathetic towards you. You don’t like either. “Fine, do what you want,” she sighs, “but I still say to get out of your funk and stop worryin’ about Dabi showin’ up. If he does, he does. If he doesn’t, it’s his loss and he needs to get his shit together.” 

You try to ignore her words by gulping down the rest of your drink. When it’s gone, your body craves more to replace your feelings of pure shittiness. “I’m gonna go get another tequila sunrise,” you mutter to Rumi and Nemuri. “Watch my spot.” 

You hurry away from your hands, not wanting to see their faces as you make a beeline for the kitchen. You plaster on a smile as you catch the eyes of your guests, wanting to assure them that everything is fine and you don’t feel like you just wallowed in a load of shit in your pretty yellow mini dress.

You finally make it to your kitchen, away from the music blasting from your portable speaker in your living room and the constant chatter. The snack table and counters still have snacks, plastic cups, and jello shots on them along with bottles of alcohol and soul food that you had catered from your favorite restaurant. 

You immediately for the fridge where a pitcher of pre-made tequila sunrise mix sits next to some sangria (which is all gone). ‘Damn drunkies,’ you think as you go to fill up your glass. Nemuri appears behind you, obviously following you from the couch. She silently watches you pour your drink before she decides to say something. “Don’t worry about Rumi, hon,” she comfortingly says. “You know how she is: she’s blunt, but she’s only that way because she loves you.” 

You lower the pitcher once your glass is full and place it back in the fridge. You don’t close the fridge though. The cool air feels good on your clammy skin. “I know,” you sigh, “but I don’t need to be reminded about how my recent relationship crashed and burned. Not to mention be lectured about Dabi. I’m not a kid.” 

“So you are worried he won’t come?” Nemuri asks curiously. 

“No!” you immediately protest, then pivot, fumbling with the straw in your drink. “I-I mean, not really. He just said he’d show up, so…I guess I was just hopin’ he’d stop by and congratulate me for the apartment since he helped me move in.” 

You had invited him, after all. This was last week on a very warm Saturday morning when the summer heat was starting to rise. It was laundry day and you were forced to lug a pillow sack of dirty clothes in an elevator, sweating in your biker shorts and Spongebob tee. You were prepared for no one to see you that morning, but fate had other plans when the elevator stopped on one of the lower apartment floors. You were headed for the basement where the laundry mat is. 

The doors opened, revealing the last person you wanted to see that morning. “O-Oh!” you stuttered, taken by surprise by his sudden appearance. And the fact that he looked so goddamn hot. Dabi stood at the elevator doors in his usual black attire, except he had on sweats instead of joggers. You had to force yourself not to stare at his crotch. “Hey, Dabi,” you greeted him, giving him a smile. 

Dabi only gave you a nod as he stepped inside the elevator. You didn’t take it negatively. That was just Dabi–he never said much. He pressed the button to the lobby before the doors closed, leaving you together in the small elevator cart. You could feel the four walls of the elevator closing in with him standing so near, especially when his scent was invading your senses. It was spicy yet sweet like cinnamon with a hint of cologne. It was turning you on badly. 

Dabi suddenly tilted his chin at the pillow sack. “What’s with the sack?” he muttered. “You got kids to deliver to or somethin’?” 

You quirked a smirk at his attempt at a joke. “Funny,” you chuckled. He smirked back, shrugging passively. “I try.” Just like that, the tension faded. “Just laundry,” you sighed. “About two weeks’ worth. I’ve been puttin’ it off since I’ve been still setting up my apartment.” 

He nodded and you both fell into silence again that swelled around you. “Sooo where are you off to so early?” you asked, desperate to fill the horrible silence. “Just the station,” he replied blandly. “Why they decided to have a meeting at the ass-crack of dawn is beyond me.” You nodded and giggled to yourself, only imagining the shit he had to put up with as a firefighter. Dabi has been working for the Musutafu fire department for three years now, commuting from the apartment to work every morning. 

You smile at him gratefully. “Thanks a lot for helpin’ me with the move-in process. It made things so much easier.” He once again shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal. “It’s whatever,” he mumbled. “And no, I don’t want your money, before you say anything. You need it more than I do.” 

“Ugh, you ain’t lyin’,” you groaned tiredly, your mind jumping from place to place. “I thought doing all the cleaning would be a lot, but I’m still gettin’ used to handlin’ the bills myself plus rent and groceries and…” You buttoned your lip and flushed embarrassingly, realizing you’d been talking for too long. “Sorry,” you giggled, embarrassed. “I’m rambling. Not a good way to start your morning. Just tell me to shut up.” 

Dabi shrugged, not looking perturbed by it. “You have nothin’ to be sorry for. Your ex was a dick, end of story. Plus, hearin’ you complain about him isn’t the worst thing I’ve heard in the morning.” He looked at you, looking deadass. “Try gettin’ an earful of that blonde bitch singin’ in the shower when he’s not laid up with somebody.” 

You laughed then, glad you didn’t have Keigo as a roommate. “How are your ears not bleeding?” you giggled. Dabi smiled at the sound of your laugh–a real, genuine smile that made him even more handsome to you. The moment quickly ended though when the elevator dinged and the doors opened to the lobby. “This is me,” Dabi muttered, his smile disappearing. 

He began to head out, not even giving you a goodbye or a “have a nice day” or a “you look fine as fuck in those shorts, lemme get your number”. Nothing! Your heart thundered in your chest, realizing this may be your one chance to interact with him for more than five seconds. 

Quickly, you jammed the button to hold the doors open. “H-Hey!” you abruptly called out. Dabi stopped and looked over his shoulder at you. “I meant to tell you: I’m havin’ this apartment warming party next Saturday night. It’s like a housewarming, but it’s for my apartment and uh…” 

‘You’re rambling! Just get to the point, bitch!’ 

“If you wanna come, you’re welcome to,” you continued. “Keigo is coming, so I figured I’d extend the invite.” Dabi had an unreadable expression on his face as he stared at you as if trying to make sense of you. “So…other people are gonna be there?” he carefully asks. 

You blinked at him. What a weird fucking question. “Well, yeah, but just some of my coworkers and people Rumi and I know. It’s just a small thing, nothing too big. You don’t have to come if you don’t want to, but there’s gonna be food, music, a little bit of weed…” You trailed off, hoping the weed would get him since he’s a smoker. 

Dabi shoves a hand into his pocket and leans back on his haunches. “I don’t really go to parties too much,” he admitted. “Not that I hate ‘em, but I’m not really a people person.” That definitely meant he wasn’t coming. “Oh,” you exhaled, disappointment blooming inside of you. “I get you. I just figured I’d–” 

“I mean, I’ll still stop by or whatever,” he interjected with a shrug. “Don’t I gotta bring a gift or somethin’?” You tried to stomp down the happiness flooding your chest, but you couldn’t help it. “If you want!” you chirped happily. “I like plants…wine…gift cards…Beyoncè tickets…just some ideas.” 

Dabi smirked humorously at your little witty joke. “Not sure about that other part, but I’ll see what I can do.” Then, without another word, he turned to leave. “I’ll see you later then!” you called after him to which he gave you a slight wave. Finally, you let the doors close on you, and though his goodbye was anti-climatic, you couldn’t get rid of your smile. 

Now here you are, two hours into the party, and he still isn’t here yet. Keigo isn’t either but he at least said he was coming straight from work as a bartender. “Don’t be upset if he doesn’t, Y/N,” Nemuri coos, putting a hand on your shoulder. “I haven’t heard of Dabi ever going against his word, he’s very…different.” 

‘Tell me about it,’ you think.

“He’s not a bad guy,” Nemuri continues, “but he’s not as much of a social butterfly as Keigo is, especially because of his accident. He might be afraid he’ll make people feel uncomfortable.” 

As soon as the words are out of her mouth, you freeze, your brain processing the meaning behind them. Dabi never talked about his accident, especially to you, but according to Keigo, he got those burn scars not from a firefighting mission gone wrong. He got them when he was a child after playing with matches one Christmas night and setting his home on fire. Supposedly, this was because he was angry that his father aka that redheaded bitch Enji Todoroki didn’t buy him, his siblings, or his wife any Christmas gifts. 

Little Dabi found the matches sitting up on the mantel above the fireplace and ultimately set a spark that engulfed their home. Dabi was never the same after that, especially after nearly dying from the flames. Luckily, he didn’t die from his severe burns, but they left the left side of his face and body with burn scars–reminders of what happened. “He blames himself a lot for that night,” Keigo said to you when he recounted the story. “Especially since his family lost so much stuff. To him, he feels responsible for the fact that his family could’ve died in that fire.” 

Though he has a great relationship with his family besides Enji, he’s always carried around the weight of that trauma. Literally speaking too, because of those burns on his body. He can never ever get rid of them. He’s forced to wear them and be scrutinized by the world because of his disfigurement. 

As soon as Nemuri’s words process, you feel sick to your stomach. “I never thought of it that way,” you confess, feeling horribly guilty. “Fuck, now I feel like a bitch! Here I am upset over him not comin’ to my party when he owes me nothing, and yet–” 

“Hey.” Like a light in the darkness, Nemuri emerges in front of you and firmly holds your shoulders. “Stop. You’ll ruin your makeup sweatin’ over this.” She then hands you a napkin and you begin to bloat your Fenty Beauty foundation, hoping your makeup didn’t slide.

“Just take a breath, get yourself another drink, and have some fun!” she encourages. “While I wouldn’t have said it as brazenly as Rumi did, I agree that you need a night to forget about your ex and meet somebody you can spend the night with so you can forget about your ex. Here, I’ll even help you! I’m great at matchmaking.” 

You quirk a smile at her volunteering to help you get laid. “Thanks, Nemuri, but I think I’ll pass on scouting for dick tonight. I don’t feel like hooking up.”

And you don’t. All you want to do is drink, dance, and celebrate your first big girl apartment. “But I do feel like having fun,” you say aloud before taking a jello shot and throwing it back. The taste of vodka and artificial orange immediately hits your tongue, just as your favorite Beyoncè song blasts from the living room. 

“Oh, this is my song!” you squeal, already moving your body to the beat. Nemuri moves with you, happy to see you happy. “That’s the spirit!” she cheers. You two dance in the kitchen for a while until the doorbell rings. “Looks like more people came to congratulate you,” Nemuri giggles, squeezing your hand. “Go get it quick before the song ends.” 

You nod and take your drink with you as you hurry out of the kitchen to your door. You already feel better after the quick dance session and some more alcohol. You feel like you could take on anything now. You swing open the door with enthusiasm, happy to have more guests. “Welcome to my…” you begin to shout, grinning at your guests standing at your door. 

But that smile fades when you get a look at not only Keigo but Dabi standing behind him, each with a bag in their hand. As soon as Dabi’s cobalt eyes meet yours, you’re a puddle. “Home,” you weakly finish. 

“Wow, what a welcome,” Keigo chuckles. “Thanks for havin’ us, babe. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.” He leans in to give you a one-armed hug before releasing you. “Hope you don’t mind I bought the enigma along for the ride.” 

He nods at Dabi who looks oh-so uncomfortable and delicious in his black tee and jeans. His icy blue eyes flick to yours before looking away to somewhere beyond your face. “N-Not at all,” you reply softly. 

“And us too!” a familiar voice comes from behind Dabi. The voice belongs to his equally as fine brother, Natsuo Todoroki. “Long time no see, Y/N.” He grins at you, running a hand through his snow-white hair.

Another familiar face appears from around the corner though it is hidden behind shaggy, black hair that reaches his shoulders. Tenko, aka Shiggy, with his tattoos and gages. “That’s ‘cause you're deep in those nursing books,” he tells Natsuo before turning to you, dark circles under his eyes. “You got smokes in here, right? I’ve been tattooing people all day and I need a reliever.” 

“Yes, and come in,” you giggle, opening the door wider for your four muscular, tall, and fine-ass guests. They each walk in and you close the door behind them. As soon as they’re inside, Shiggy makes a beeline for the weed, leaving you, Dabi, Keigo, and Natsuo standing there. 

“Woooow, kid,” Keigo whistles. “Cute place you got here. I knew it was a good idea to put the TV over there.” He nods proudly at the TV in the living room. “So this is your very first place. I really can’t call you “kid” no more, can I?” He actually sounds upset about it. 

“Yep,” you laugh. “My first home, first real purchase. I feel like a big girl for real now.” 

“You should!” Natsuo chuckles, a smile growing on his handsome face. “Especially without that emotional vampire suckin’ the life outta you. Oh, before I forget…” He nudges Keigo who presents you with a paper bag “Housewarming gift number one,” the second oldest Todoroki kid says with a grin. “Dabi has the other. C’mon and give her the gift, D!” 

Dabi glares at his brother, but pulls a little bag from behind his back. You look into both, finding a bottle of wine, a bottle opener, and some cute, multi-colored wine glasses in them. “Thank you,” you giggle. “I’ll drink it all tonight.” 

“So where’s the food and the pretty people?” Keigo asks, a mischievous glint in his eye. You already knew the man would be getting his freak on tonight. “All in the living room. Rumi and Nemuri are somewhere around here if you want me to–” 

“Nah, kid, don’t worry your pretty head about it,” Keigo interjects, putting a hand on your shoulder. “I’ll definitely find them. You stay here and tend to your new guest…he’s gonna need it.” He nods at Dabi before giving you a wink. “C’mon, Natsuo!” he hollers, taking the white-haired man by the shoulder. 

Natsuo gives you an apologetic look as he’s dragged off. “Take care of him, please?” he softly pleads before heading off with Keigo to stop him from harassing people. You turn to Dabi who looks ready to strangle them both. “Fuckin’ bitches,” he growls under his breath. 

Standing among the music and the chatter, you realize that now you two are alone. Well, not completely, but enough that it feels awkward without someone starting the conversation. Nervously, you swallow, realizing you’ll have to throw in the towel. “I-I didn’t think you’d come,” you shakily begin. “You said you weren’t a people person.” 

“I’m not,” Dabi gruffly declares, “but I did owe you a gift.” Your heart leaps at his words despite his tone. “You really didn’t, but thanks anyway.” 

He nods once more his eyes flick up and down your form quickly. When you catch it, your entire body grows hot. Does he think you look good? If he does, will he say it? It doesn’t appear he’ll say anything at all. You clear your throat once more, attempting to break the ice that is quickly hardening. “Uh…so you want a drink or a tour of the place? I’d feel bad if you were just standin’ here.” 

“What’s wrong with just standin’?” he deadpans, but you can tell it’s a joke. “Everything, unless you’re a plant,” you tease. You earn a little smirk out of him, but that’s about all you get. So you start to ramble. “The drinks are really good. Keigo knows the bartender, so–” 

“What?” he cuts in, straining to hear you. You lean in toward him, placing a hand on his shoulder to get closer to him. “I said Keigo knows the bartender I hired for the party!” you exclaim into his ear. “I also catered soul food if you want to–” 

You’re rudely cut off when someone bumps into you. She’s one of your coworkers from the HR department, but because she’s so drunk, she barely recognizes you. “Sorry!” she hiccups. “Bathroom!” Quickly, she runs upstairs to your bathroom, holding her stomach as she does. You turn to Dabi who looks even more uncomfortable now. You keep your hand on his shoulder, wanting him to know you’re here for him. He doesn’t move your hand away. “I’m startin’ to think maybe you’re right about the standin’ thing,” he mumbles. “You got anywhere more private?” 

It takes a moment for his words to process, but when they do, you swear you could touch the moon. He’s really here for you. To talk to you. And you know exactly where to go for it. “I know a perfect place,” you giggle excitedly. “Get yourself a drink and I’ll get some smoke. Meet me back here in five minutes.” 

Dabi looks relieved that you agreed. Quickly, he moves to the kitchen to get himself a drink, earning some eyefucks in the process, regardless of his burns. Still holding your gifts, you make a beeline to the smoke section and force Shiggy to cough up the rest of the starburst-flavored papers (to which he whines about) and a little baggie of weed. 

The crew is sitting on the couch vibing to the music when you come over. Keigo and Natsuo are in awe at Dabi being up and about, pouring himself a drink. “So I see you got him to move!” Natsuo laughs. “It’s a miracle!” Rumi, currently holding Nemuri in her lap as she chats with someone next to her, gives you a smirk. “Where are you off to?” she asks suspiciously. 

You smile back at her, unable to hide your giddiness. “To show my guest around. Hold down the fort for a minute.” 

“Maybe more than a minute,” Keigo snickers knowingly. Rumi nudges him with her elbow as you flush to yourself. “You’ve got it, captain. Go enjoy yourself and your man.” You turn away, skin still on fire. “He’s not my man!” you call over your shoulder as you hurry to gather something to loosen you both up. “Yet,” you whisper to yourself. 

Dabi meets you back at your door like you ask him to with a red solo cup that smells of whiskey and apple in his hand. You motion for him to follow you out the door of your apartment and down the hallway. “It’s right up here,” you explain, pointing up the emergency staircase in case of a fire.

Dabi raises a quizzical eyebrow but follows you up the short flight of steps anyway. When at the top, you push open the door at the end of the staircase, revealing the rooftop to your apartment building. The roof is decorated with comfortable sofas, mini tables, and fair lights that hang among the rafters. The edges of the rooftop are blocked off by clear, plaster walls that serve as barriers between the inside and the outside. 

You shut the door behind you and turn to Dabi. “You know about this place?” you softly ask. 

He stares around the prettily-decorated rooftop, lips parted in awe. “Not at all,” he admits, bewildered. “I’ve been livin’ here longer than you and knew nothin’ about it, but then again, I barely come out of my apartment.” 

“I’m a sucker for rooftops,” you confess. “That’s what drew me to this complex.” You walk over to him, staring out at the view before you: glittering city lights and the sunset that isn’t anything but a line of fuschia that dips beneath the mountains far off into the distance. It truly is a beautiful sight. 

You suddenly feel warm as if someone’s eyes are on you and turn to see Dabi unabashedly staring at you. 

“Goddamn, you are short,” he snickers. 

You smack his arm, flushing. It’s not your fault you were cursed with short genes. “Hey!” you gasp, mock-offended. “Keep talkin’ like that and you’ll find yourself goin’ over this rooftop. Just for that, you’re rollin’ the blunt for us.” You plop down on one of the couches and pat the empty seat next to you twice, motioning him to sit next to you. 

Dabi looks hesitant at first but sits down next to you anyway. He still appears tall even though he’s sitting. 

“You sure your crib is gonna be okay?” he asks as he begins to set up shop. You wave off his concern, trusting your guests. “Rumi and Keigo won’t let anything happen to it. Especially Rumi; she scares people.” 

He smirks at your answer as he begins preparing a blunt for you, taking out a grinder and the little baggie of weed. You prepare the wine and glasses, pouring yourself one and leaving another empty for Dabi just in case. Once finished, you sit in silence and watch him work, sipping your wine as you do. You watch him intensely, your eyes hypnotized by his fingers expertly sprinkling the marijuana into the paper and then working on rolling the blunt to absolute perfection. 

He’s so good with his hands. 

Your eyes trail up his hands to his wrists to his arms, admiring the muscle beneath the dark ink on his skin. One tattoo, in particular, catches your attention: the number 58 with a green dragon slithering out of the eight. “Nice tatt.” 

“It’s my firefighter number,” he explains, eyes still trained on his hands. “The dragon is the symbol for the department. I designed and inked it myself.” You don’t notice that you’ve gotten closer to him, your legs aimed directly toward him. Your body is completely under his silent spell. “You do your own tattoos?” you ask, wanting to know more, anything more, about him. 

He nods, jetting his tongue out to lick the paper. It is pink with a glint of something in it. You realize that it’s a tongue piercing and your clit jumps. “Shiggy taught me when we were teens.” He suddenly stops rolling the blunt and points at a few words linked across his right collarbone. “This one is the first tatt I gave myself when I was sixteen. It’s Latin for ‘don’t let the past steal your present’.” 

He then begins to recite the words in Latin, his rolling tongue making the inside of your thighs feel warm. “I didn’t know you spoke Latin.” His eyes flicker over to yours, a softness to them. “There are a lot of things you don’t about me,” he murmurs, his tone low and sugary sweet to you. 

You don’t know if it’s the alcohol, the privacy, or him, but it allows you to be even bolder. You scoot next to him even farther, turning your body so that your hip presses against his. He doesn’t move away, but you do feel him tense. “Hopefully, there are some you’d be willing to share,” you softly reply, hoping he’ll read between the lines and see how much you want this. 

Alas, he doesn’t say anything, but you do notice that his knee begins touching yours. You don’t know if it’s accidental or intentional, but it has you feeling warm and tingly regardless. When he finally finishes the blunt, he lights the end of it and takes a smoke test before passing it to you. You take it gingerly between your forefinger and thumb and take a much-needed puff. 

The smoke fills your lungs instantly and you exhale peacefully, watching the wisps of smoke disappear into the starry night sky. “Nothin’ like a blunt to ease the nerves,” you sigh contently, already feeling more relaxed. 

“Are you nervous?” Dabi asks, actually sounding surprised by it. His arm is tossed over the back of the couch, right behind your head. “Around me?” You flush, passing the blunt back to him. “Well, kinda,” you laugh awkwardly. “You’re just so…” You grow quiet, trying to find the appropriate word. 

He takes a puff of the blunt. “Weird?” he finishes, quirking a brow at you as smoke billows from his mouth. He passes the blunt back to you. “I was gonna say ‘quiet’,” you reply. “I don’t think you’re weird.” 

Dabi shrugs, looking out into the city lights. “I just don’t have much to say, but you ain’t the only one who’s nervous. Like I said, I’m not much of a social butterfly; not even at work. That’s Keigo and my brother. They dragged me out here tonight.” His eyes, like twin pools of the bluest water in the farthest Carribean island, flick to yours. “But to be honest, I would’ve come anyway.” 

You suddenly forget you’re holding the blunt and quickly place it down on the ashtray on the mini table. “You would?” you ask, hating how breathless you sound. He shrugs like it should be obvious. “Well, yeah. I wouldn’t want that gift card goin’ to just anybody.” 

You scowl confusedly at him to which he smirks humorously. “Look at the bottom of the bag I gave you.” Slowly, you do so, and sure enough, you see a silver $150 Visa gift card glinting at the bottom of the bag. You take it out, staring at it. Dabi looks sheepish, planting his hand firmly in his lap as if he doesn’t know what to do with it. “It ain’t much and it definitely ain’t a Beyoncé ticket, but I hope you like it.” 

Suddenly, the alcohol, the weed, and the scent of him begin to work their magic on you. All of your inhibitions and all logic are gone as you stare at his gorgeous, scarred face. “I love it,” you whisper, and before you can stop yourself, you lean in and press a soft kiss to Dabi’s cheek. You feel his soft skin and the slight prickle of stubble there before pulling away. 

He stares at you, shocked, and you stare right back as reality sets in. ‘Oh, no…what the fuck did I do?’ 

“Y/N,” he says, your voice like a prayer on his lips. But before he can finish his thought, your phone rudely interrupts him. “Fuck,” you hiss. “I’m so sorry.” You scramble to pick it up and find your ex’s name flashing across the screen. “Dammit!” you snap. 

“Who is it?” he asks, his brows furrowed in confusion. You show him, groaning with dread. “It’s my ex. I thought he stopped callin’ me, but apparently not.” 

“He’s been callin’ you?” he asks, a bitter tone to his voice. He does not sound happy about this. You slowly nod to which he demands, “Put him on speaker.” You stare at him, wondering if he’s deadass, but he’s not looking like he’s bs-ing you about this. Despite your better judgment and confusion, you do as he says and put the call on speaker before answering your ex with a curt, “What do you want?” 

“Heeey, that’s no way to talk to your man,” your ex slurs into the phone. “What’s up with you?” You scowl in disgust at his tone. “What’s up with you?” you shoot back. “Are you drunk?” He snorts in response meaning he’s definitely drunk. “Not nearly enough. Just was thinkin’ ‘bout you bein’ alone in that big, empty apartment…but then I happened across your IG and saw your stories.” 

“Yeah, and?” you ask cooly. 

“You’re throwin’ a party at the expense of us?” he snaps at the flip of a switch. “You want everyone to know what happened to us?” You roll your eyes. Everything is always about him. “Only my friends know what happened because they’re my friends. And even if I tell people, it’s none of your business and you fuckin’ deserve it for cheating, lying dick.” 

He pauses, letting your insult process, but the longer he’s quiet the more tired you grow. “Is this what you called me for?” you demand. “To argue? ‘Cause I’m not in the mood.” He makes a sound over the phone between a sigh and a groan, sounding exhausted. “Can’t we just talk about this?” he asks. “I just don’t get why you had to leave. We had three years!” 

You scoff to yourself. The sheer audacity of this guy! Those are three years he decided to ruin; not you! 

“Can’t we just talk it out, Y/N?” he asks again, sounding absolutely broken.

Now it’s Dabi’s turn to respond. “There ain’t nothing to talk about,” he malevolently replies. “She already made it clear that she’s not interested in whatever you want.” 

Your ex is quiet for a moment, taken aback by the new voice. “Who the fuck are you?” he spits. “Y/N, who is that?” Your brain short circuits trying to find a legitimate answer. 

“Her new man,” Dabi growls, “and if I ever see you callin’ her again, I’m pullin’ up to make you see God early. You’re lucky I didn’t do that when I found out you stuck your dick inside someone else who wasn’t the woman you had. What are you, stupid?” You and your ex are silent, astounded by his words. 

“And if you even think about comin’ over here yourself, don’t,” Dabi continues. “Take that as my act of kindness to you even though you sure as hell don’t deserve it.” Your ex is enraged, cussing, and slurring into the speaker. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” he snaps. “You think you can just–” 

“Don’t call here again, whore,” Dabi growls before he gives you a slight nod and you end the call. 

As soon as the call ends, you set your phone down and voice the one question that is burning you alive: “Did you mean what you said?” you ask carefully. “That you’re my new man?” 

Before Dabi can even begin to explain himself, you softly, shyly, tell him, “Because I wouldn’t reject that offer.” 

Dabi gapes at you, obviously not believing your words. Then a hardened expression sets on his handsome face. “You’re not serious,” he scoffs with laughter. “You’re not.” You scowl at him, disappointed. That wasn’t the response you were expecting. “What do you mean?” you ask, confused. “You don’t think I want this?” 

“No, I don’t,” he replies sternly, suddenly standing up. You can see that wall that you’ve been all night trying to destroy building back up. “I think you think I’m a weird ass, introverted loser that you wanna take a ride on because it’ll be fun for the first few weeks while you’re gettin’ over your breakup.” He shakes his head, laughing to himself. “You could never want me.” 

You stare at him, dumbfounded. “Why would you think that?” you softly ask, hurt for him now more than yourself. Dabi chuckles dryly. “C’mon now, Y/N,” he scoffs. “Someone who looks like you with someone who looks like me?” He points to the scars on his face. “I’m not the man you think I am.” 

“I don’t think of you as anything, Dabi,” you passionately say, standing up now too. “I invited you here because I want to get to know you more. I always have, even when I was with my ex.” He turns to stare at you, shocked at your words. There it is: the truth, laid out in the open with only the stars as witnesses to it. 

You move closer to him, gently taking his wrist into your hand. His body feels tense in your grasp. “Your scars mean nothing to me; they never did. Would you believe me if I said I’ve always liked you too?” 

You take your other hand and place it on his chest, right above his heart which is beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings. “Now that I know you’ve felt the same way, nothing is holding me back anymore.” 

You then stand up on your tiptoes and again press a kiss to his jawline, right on a burn scar there. “I can handle this, Dabi,” you murmur against his ear. “I like it rough.” That is all you needed to say to get Dabi to finally unravel. 

You can only let out a tiny gasp before he grabs you by the back of the neck and presses his lips against yours. His kiss isn’t soft or careful. His kiss his rough; hungry; slow as he draws moans and gasps out of you. He kisses you like he’s been dreaming of doing so for ages, and you have no doubt that he has. His lips are soft, the taste of whiskey, apple, and mint on his tongue. You let his hands move along your back and ass, squeezing the flesh there and making you moan. 

Taking advantage of your open mouth, he slides his tongue alongside your bottom lip before slipping his tongue inside of your mouth. He moans hungrily as your tongue begins to swirl with his, swapping spit and exchanging breath. The act makes your pussy clench impatiently in your panties, wanting to be touched and petted. By him. Dabi then pulls away enough to speak to you, his eyes hooded and dark. 

“How long have you felt his way about me?” he murmurs hotly against your lips. “Tell me.” 

His hand sneaks down underneath your dress to squeeze your ass. You let him, biting back a whimper in the process. You barely know him and yet you’re letting him touch you like this right in the open. “S-Since you helped me move,” you softly stutter. “But I’ve always been attracted to you since we met.” 

He begins to kiss you all over now: your neck; your jawline; your collarbone; your naked shoulders in your spaghetti straps. “Fuck,” he growls against your skin. “You’re too good to be fuckin’ true.” His hands roam up and down your hips and sides, squeezing and fondling. “I’ve been wantin’ your fine ass since we met.” 

“How come you never…?” The rest of your question doesn’t reach your lips as he grabs you by your hips and pulls you toward him, so close that air can’t even move between you. Your bodies are pressed flush against each other, so close that you can feel a bulge in his jeans that can only be his hardening dick. He’s turned on by you. The fact makes you delirious. 

His lips press against yours again, kissing them so much that your mouth becomes raw from it. He begins to walk backward to the couch, never breaking the kiss, and plops down onto the cushion. He then grips you by the hips and coaxes you on top of his lap where you begin to straddle him. His hands, so rough yet so warm, continue to fondle your thighs and ass, squeezing at the flesh there and making you whimper into his mouth. Instinctively, you grind down into his hardening dick, enlisting a moan from deep within his throat. It travels right down to your pussy. 

Suddenly, he pulls away with a soft gasp. His eyes are lust-blown, his lips pinker than usual. “Hang on…I wanna try something.” With one arm wrapped securely around your waist, he moves to pluck the blunt from the ashtray. “You ever shotgun before?” he asks. You blink dumbly at him, confused, and shake your head. “It’s easy. Lemme show you.” 

You watch with utter lust as he takes a long drag of the blunt, his eyes pinned on yours. Then, with one hand, he squeezes your cheeks, forcing you to form your mouth into an O shape. He leans in close as if he is about to kiss you again and, slowly, billows of marijuana smoke shoot out of his mouth and into yours. You’re trembling with need and anticipation as the smoke fills your senses along with the sight of Dabi’s crystal blue eyes staring you down. “Nice, right?” he chuckles. “Now try it with me.” 

You’re eager to try this new addictive activity as well as please him, so you pucker your lips and puff on the blunt that Dabi holds out for you. Then, after inhaling a good portion of smoke, you slowly blow it out into Dabi’s waiting lips. But you don’t stop there. You lean in toward him and devour his mouth, desperate to have him. At some point, he puts the blunt back down but you don’t notice. You’re too drunk and high off of him. You pull away, leaving him dazed. “I want you,” you whisper, wrapping your arms tightly around him.  

“Bedroom?” he asks, a suggestive glint in his eye. “And before you ask, no, I don’t think you’re easy or that I’m a rebound. We already established that we’re two idiots who’ve been pinin’ after each other for months now.” 

His words make you smile. Though you weren’t at all thinking about if he saw you as “easy” or if he was just a lay to get over your ex, it’s so nice to hear that all he wants is you. This only makes your need for him grow until it reaches an almost painful point. Your throbbing clit is a testimate to that. 

“No bedroom,” you say, giving him an excited, sexy smile. “I want you out here.” Dabi raises a brow, not expecting your request. “Please, Dabi,” you plead. “I-I don’t think I can wait.” To show him that you’re serious, you begin to take down the spaghetti straps to your dress to reveal your bra. You don’t care if anyone sees. You just want him so badly. 

The shock in his blue eyes is replaced with sheer hunger when he gets a look at those perfect tits in the pretty little bra you have on. “You little freak,” he chuckles. “Well, at least lemme get a feel of you if you want me that badly. Hop off me.” You listen to him and settle down next to him as he gets up to inspect you. 

You bite your lip and watch him as he kneels down in front of you and opens your legs. When he gets a look at your soaked little panties, he almost looks pained. “Goddamn, mama,” he hisses. “You’re so wet for me. You don’t even need these little panties anymore.” His eyes flick up to yours and his hands still at your thighs. ‘Okay?’ his eyes ask. 

Wordlessly, you nod, unable to speak. But he isn’t down for that. He begins to brush his fingers up and down your wet slit above your panties, paying close attention to your reactions. “Words, baby,” he growls. “Gimme words.” 

“Yes!” you moan, your toes curling in your heels at the feeling of his fingers brushing your wet cunt. “Please, Dabi…please touch me.” He gives you a wolfish grin at your pitiful reaction, but doesn’t keep you waiting. He loops his fingers through the waistband of your panties and pulls them down your legs you reveal your naked, sobbing wet pussy. “Shit!” he hisses, gaping at your sex. “You have the prettiest pussy, babe.” 

“Thank y–!” Your words are cut off by a sudden gasp as Dabi leans in and begins suckling on your clit and eating your pussy like a starving man. He is relentless with his tongue slashes, flicks, and long licks up and down your slit. He moves his tongue like he’s a master at eating pussy, paying close attention to your reaction every time he does something new. 

You’re loving it. You writhe and grind your hips against his mouth, trying to get him closer. Your pussy pushes around his pillowy-soft lips and wet tongue that writes shapes and nonsense words across your wet lips and needy little clit. “You’re so wet,” he mumbles into your pussy. “Does doin’ this shit out in the open turn you on that much, mama?” 

You moan in response to him, unable to form words, especially when he reaches one hand up to pay with your breast. You help him bring down the bra cup to expose your breast, hissing in pleasure as he begins gently pinching the hardened brown nipple. This is insane. You barely know this man and not only are you letting him do this to you, it’s all in public. Anyone could walk up the staircase and see you, or look across or up from the sidewalk to find you like this. 

It’s so shameful. So nasty. And so, so good. It feels even better when Dabi begins to tease your entrance with his middle finger, dipping the tip in and out of your wet pussy. “You want this?” he asks, his voice nothing but a low growl. You nod vigorously and he laughs. “So needy,” he teases as he begins to slowly slide his finger inside of you. “Your ex must’ve not be takin’ care of this pussy. He never made you feel like this, did he?” 

“N-No,” you gasp, eyes blown as you feel your pussy stretch slightly around his finger. He quickly begins to aim up to brush against your clit as he slides his finger in and out of you. Not only that, but he also begins to suck at your clit, sending waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through your body. This shit is crazy! He’s crazy! 

You can feel yourself quickly beginning to reach that peak to your climax. ‘No!’ you think stubbornly. You don’t want this to end. You want to make this moment last. “Wait, Dabi!” you shout, writhing against him. “Stop! Don’t make me cum!” He immediately ceases his movements and pulls away from you, glaring in confusion. “‘Scuse me?” he asks, not sounding happy with your protest. 

You nearly laugh at his reaction. “I wanna make this last,” you explain. “I wanna make you feel exactly how you must made me feel. So stand up.” Dabi still looks pissed he couldn’t make you cum, but listens to you anyway. He stands up, mouth and chin glistening from your juices, and you stand with him. Slowly, you begin to kiss and suck your essense off of his mouth, earning low moans from him. 

Your hands slide down to his broad chest and you grip his shirt collar. “Off please?” you ask, peering up at him through your lashes. You don’t even have to ask twice. In a flash, he’s stripping himself of his shirt and tossing it somewhere on the rooftop. 

You take a moment to admire his beautiful body–so hard and defined with muscle, ink, and burn scars that coat the left side of his body. His nipples, pink and hard, glint with two rings that hang from them and his lower stomach is sinewy with ink black hair. He’s so, so pretty. He must think your stares mean something else because he adverts his eyes from yours. “I know it ain’t picture perfect,” he mutters, sounding ashamed in himself. Your heart leaps with fear, hoping you didn’t ruin tonight for you both. Quickly, you try to fix things by gliding your hands up and down his hard body, admiring his well-defined pecs and abs. “You’re perfect,” you whisper before leaning in to peck his burn scars, running your lips softly over each. 

The low moans and “mmm”s Dabi lets leave his mouth are delicious to you. They only heighten your arousal along with the sound of the party still going on downstairs. The music and chatter are muffled, but the fact that it is still near is so exciting to you. You never pictured yourself one for exhibitonism, but you suppose it takes the right person to bring the freak out of you. 

And baby, do you want to be the freakiest bitch for Dabi. To prove that, you begin to lick and suck along his hardened nipples, tugging on the tiny silver rings hanging from them. “Fuck, baby,” he hums, watching you as you work. His lips are parted and his eyes are hooded. He is completely entranced by you. 

He hasn’t seen shit yet. You begin to kiss down his hardened stomach until you come to his jeans already hanging low on his hips. You stop, your hands at his fly, and look up at him. ‘Okay?’ you ask with your eyes. Slowly, he nods, giving you the green light to finally rid him of his pants. You pull them and his underwear down in one go, eager to see what’s underneath. 

You begin to think you bit off more than you can chew (or suck, rather) when you get a look at his cock for the first time. He is well endowed, thick, and curves upward so his dick slaps against his stomach when you finally release him from his trousers. Black hair curls around his stomach and pubic area, but it isn’t like a jungle. But that isn’t what gets you: it’s the cockhead piercing that glints from the head of his dick in the moonlight. 

You gape at his cock, not sure what to say or do. “You okay?” he asks, laughter in his voice at your silence. “Uh…” That’s all you can say. He’s just so, so big! How could you get him in your mouth? You’re lucky you can even fit one hand around him as you begin to stroke him softly from base to tip. 

Dabi cackles down at you, relishing your fear. “Don’t be scared of it, mama,” he purrs, taking his dick out of your hand and waving it in front of you. You watch, hypnotized…or dickmatized. “You said you wanted to make me feel the way I made you feel, right?” he asks teasingly. “C’mon now. You can do it. Open that pretty mouth.” 

Not wanting to disappoint him, you open your mouth and he slowly begins to slide his dick against your tongue. “There we go,” he coos. “Good girl…take it all in.” You try to do so, your jaw and mouth stretching to accompany his size. “I’m guessin’ I’m bigger than your mans, huh?” he chuckles lowly. 

“Mmm-hmm,” you hum around his cock, the vibrations causing him to moan. You relish the sounds, wanting more. So you begin to move your head back and forth, taking his cock in and out of your throat. You gag and spit all along his dick, causing saliva to drip down his balls and your chin, making your blowjob extra sloppy. Dabi is loving it. He tosses his head back and rolls his eyes to the back of his head, giving you a sight that is fit for only the finest of porn. He’s so, so sexy. And to be able to make him feel good gives you the motivation to fight against your aching jaw and burning throat as you continue to fuck him with your throat. 

“You’re doin’ so good, babe,” he grunts as he begins to roll his hips into your mouth. “So, so good. At this rate, you’ll make me cum.”

You nod your head, coaxing him to do so. You want him to cum. You want to taste all of him in your mouth. But he surprises you when he begins to slow down his hips and pulls his wet cock out of your mouth. “No,” he growls. “If I’m gonna cum, it either has to be on that pretty ass or those titties of yours.” 

You stare up at him then, drinking in his spectacular body and dick standing at attention for you. You then decide that if you are to finally cum, you want it to be wrapped around his cock.

‘Fuck it,’ you think. You don’t care that you barely know him. All of that “getting to know you” shit can wait until after you get him inside of you. “Why not inside of me then?” you purr, standing up to take his hands in yours. 

He blinks at you, dumbfounded. “Without a condom?” he asks. “I don’t have one on me.”

You shake your head, pecking his lips. “I’m on the pill.”

That’s all you need to say to get Dabi to smash his lips hungrily against yours. “Oh, thank fuck,” he sighs, relieved. “I don’t mind beatin’ my dick to the sight of you in front of me, but I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t want your pretty little pussy wrapped around me.” 

His dirty words send shivers up your spine. “And you’re okay with this? I mean, we barely know each other and–” 

“I don’t give a fuck,” he growls, already moving you back to the couch again. “I’ll take you out later to get to know you, but right now, I fuckin’ need all of you. Now choose how I’m doin’ you before I lose my fuckin’ mind.” 

You gape at him, dumbfounded and so, so horny. You’ve never had a man be so desperate for you before. You waste no time bending over the couch, presenting your ass and dripping pussy for him. You then look back at him, finding him standing there and stroking himself to the sight of you. “Like this,” you whisper. “Fuck me just like this, Dabi.” 

Dabi is going fucking feral behind you. It takes everything in him to not shove every single inch of his hard, thick cock inside of you as he moves closer to you and begins to stroke your pussy with his cock. “God, look at you, stainin’ up the couch,” he sighs as you twitch and quiver along his dick. “Anyone could look up and see you like this, about to get fucked by someone who is practically a stranger to you.” 

‘I don’t care,’ you want to scream. Anyone could watch if they want. All you want is that dick inside of you now. And then finally, he gives it to you.

He goes slow, taking his sweet time to allow you to get used to him. As soon as his cockhead enters you, your jaw is dropping open and your eyes are blown from how stretched you feel already. No toy could compare to how warm and solid Dabi feels snuggled up in your pussy. Not even your ex could make you feel this full or this good. 

Through it all, you breathe in and out, relaxing your body into the couch cushion. Though it doesn’t hurt, you’re feeling beyond stretched by Dabi and you almost collapse from the feeling. You’re so glad to have the back of the couch to grip as Dabi takes a hold of your hips and bottoms out inside of you. “F-Fuck, Dabi!” you whine, gripping the couch. You can’t believe how good you feel. Where the fuck has he been hiding all this time? 

He begins to bump his hips against your ass a little faster now, the sound of skin slapping filling the air as his heavy balls hit your clit. “Come on now, mama,” he huffs. “You wanna be a big girl, right? Take me just like one. Make me proud.” He begins to fuck you harder, taking a handful of your breasts and fondling them one at a time. 

The feeling is just too much. His dick strokes the most sensitive parts of you as your clit jumps with every slap of his balls against it. And he’s just so deep. He is making you see stars that don’t even compare to the ones coating the night sky above the beautiful view stretched before you. You have no chance to take it all in, too busy taking Dabi’s fat cock as he fucks you into oblivion in your little sundress and heels. 

“Feels good, don’t it?” he grunts into your ear. One hand moves to your ass to gently spank your ass, causing you to moan at the feeling. “Bet you’ve dreamed about this,” he growls to you. “Bet you wanted to get slutted out on my dick for so long. Bet you couldn’t wait for tonight. Bet you planned for this.”

He leans down toward you, his lips grazing your ear. “Bet you’ve wanted to be my good girl for so long,” he growls before his hand comes down on your ass a little harder. 

“God, Dabi, yes!” you scream out to the heavens, gripping the couch for dear life as he fucks you harder. You’ve never felt like this before: so gone. Your eyes are closed and your mind is completely blank from the blinding pleasure you feel, each wave much bigger than the one before and washing over you. 

The pleasure is just too good, and it’s starting to reach a deafening crescendo. You can feel it building in your core, threatening to snap at any moment. “Gonna cum!” you practically sob, your head thrown back. “Gonna cum for you Dabi!” 

Dabi cackles behind you, putting a foot up on the cushion to get a better angle as he continues to fuck your pussy into submission. “Me too,” he grunts. “Want you take it. Take all of me like a big girl, baby.” 

He presses his lips to your ear, leaning down so his dick is hitting that spot that has you seeing the entire galaxy behind your eyelids. “Fuckin’ cum for me, mama,” he demands. “Let me know how good I’m making you feel. Cream all over that dick.”  

And you do. Moans and gasps leave your lips like a chorus as that chord finally snaps. You unravel, cumming all over Dabi’s dick. “Oh, my God!” you scream, your voice reaching heights fit for a shower singing session when you think no one is listening. You cream all over Dabi’s cock buried deep inside of you as he talks you through it, telling you how good of a girl you are as he strokes your outer thighs. 

“Gonna cum too,” he grunts, his hips snapping against your ass again and again as he chases his high. “You gonna take all of it, baby, hm?” 

“Y-Yes!” you choke out. “Please, please cum for me!” You begin tossing your ass back to meet his thrusts, wanting to feel him burst inside of you. And that does it. He grips your hips for dear life and cums deep inside of you with a raspy, loud moan that makes your stomach leap and your pussy clench around his pulsing cock. 

You take every single ounce of his warm, creamy cum that shoots into your pussy, never once pulling away. You can feel it coating your walls, filling you up to the point where you curl your toes and gasp at the feeling coursing through your body. Finally, Dabi’s hips begin to slow until he is sloppily fucking you, chasing the rest of his high. Then with a soft groan, he pulls out, but it isn’t over for you yet. His cock is still hard as he begins to slide the head along your lower back and ass, coating your skin in his cum. “So you smell like me,” he softly says. “So no other man will even try.” 

You let out a weak moan as you feel his nut coat your skin and drip down your thighs, making them slick and wet. Finally, he releases you and you slump against the couch, exhausted and spent, but feeling so, so good. After giving you some time to compose yourself, Dabi helps you fix your dress (without the panties) and fishes a napkin out of his pocket to wipe his cum off of your thighs. ‘What a gentleman,’ you think, giggling to yourself. 

He seems sheepish and almost shy standing there, now in his briefs. “I didn’t…hurt you, did I?” he carefully asks as if afraid of the answer. You slowly shake your head, still in a daze. “That was amazing,” you sigh. “I’ve never been fucked like that before.” A proud smile stretches across Dabi’s face. “Just what you needed?” he asks. 

You wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face into his shoulder. “Absolutely,” you hum contently. “I hope it’s what you needed too.” He hums in agreement, pressing a kiss to the crown of your forehead. “That and much more.” You smile happily into his chest, glad that it was just as good for him as it was for you. 

For a while, you two stay like that: hugging in the warm breeze. Finally, Dabi clears his throat. “So…now what?” he awkwardly asks. 

“Well, we can’t go back inside like this,” you giggle. You motion to your dress still hiked up on your thighs and his semi-nakedness, though you’re sure that his physique would be welcomed. “And I think we both need to recover after those mind-blowing orgasms,” you purr, your pussy still sensitive from his dick beating it up. You curl up on the sofa and poke your bottom lip out at him. “Cuddle with me?” you coo. 

Dabi chortles at you, rolling his clear, blue eyes. “Such a baby,” he chuckles. “You’re lucky I like feelin’ you in my arms.” His sweet words make you flush in the breeze as he settles down next to you. He scoops you into his lap and securely wraps his muscled arms around you, squeezing you to him as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear. 

You feel the same way. You loop your arms around his neck and cradle his head to your beating heart. “So is a date in order after this?” he curiously asks. “I’m not too familiar with this shit, so…” 

You can feel the awkwardness radiating off of him. A laugh bubbles in your chest. Leave it to him to feel awkward about dating even though he just fucked you doggystyle on a rooftop.

“Yes, Dabi,” you laugh. “I’d love to go on a date with you.” You feel him smile into your chest and he squeezes you closer to him, making you giggle. You want to stay like this forever, wrapped up in him. 

When your phone suddenly rings, you feel like shooting somebody. You whine as you grab your phone, Dabi keeping his arms wrapped around you to make sure you don’t fall. Keigo’s name flashes across the screen.

“That’s Keigo,” you sigh. I hope no one broke anything.” You answer the phone, going back to cuddling Dabi. “Yeah?” 

“So I’m guessin’ you made our guest feel welcomed?” Keigo immediately asks. “You two have been gone for, like, an hour.” 

“It hasn’t been that long, Keigo,” you scoff though you really don’t know what time it is. “How’s the party? Is my apartment still intact?” 

“Don’t you trust me?” he scoffs, but you don’t answer that question. “So you and Dabi are together now? I knew it was only a matter of time until he decided to pull up his big boy pants and tell you how he felt.” 

You scowl in confusion, your heart picking up speed. “How did you–?” 

“Know?” he finishes and gives a laugh. “Kid, I’ve known this shit for years! It just wasn’t my business to tell. However, you can thank yourselves because you saved time. Now everyone knows you two are an item.” 

Your eyes widen, hoping he doesn’t mean what you think he means. “Huh?” you dumbly ask, earning an eyebrow raise from Dabi. “Everybody totally heard you up there, sis!” Rumi yells in the background. “You ain’t slick!” You hear laughter from Shiggy and Natsuo in the background which embarrasses you even more. You feel like hiding in a hole and never coming out. Everyone heard you? Were you that loud? 

“We turned up the music, but it could only block out so much,” Keigo chuckles, humored at your embarrassment. “I didn’t know you could get that loud. You ever consider singing?” 

“Goodbye, Keigo,” you growl, cutting off his cackle by immediately hanging up. You toss your phone to the side but not before turning off your ringtone. You don’t want anything or anyone ruining this moment for you. “What’d he say?” Dabi curiously asks. 

“Nothing,” you quickly reply. You slide off of his lap so you’re sitting next to him and snuggle back into his chest, holding him close. “Just that he’s an asshole.” 

Dabi chuckles, wrapping an arm around you as he puffs on the rest of the blunt, smoke billowing into the starry night sky above. “Well, that’s just a fact, babe.”  

THE END.

[gilverrwrites]

Has anyone requested the NSFW alphabet for Boomerang yet? 👉👈 If not, then please? 🥺

You���re the first! I had a lot of fun with this one, hope you enjoy.

As always; take what you vibe with, leave what you don’t, and most importantly, have fun with it 💙

Captain Boomerang NSFW Alphabet

18+ MINORS DNI

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He's awful after sex, cause he's almost immediately ready to sleep straight after. It’s like a routine, sex, roll-up, sleep, repeat.

He likes to hear you talk after though, it’s like the only time he shuts his trap, watching you through half-lidded eyes, cig between his lips, listening to your pillow talk as he drifts off.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

For him: This man has more to give than he thinks. We know he has a big dick, he knows it too. And his hands are so skilled, so dexterous and fast. He works hard to maintain that broad shoulder to skinny waist ratio that drives them crazy. He’s never gotten a tattoo that he regrets…

But I genuinely believe his favourite part of himself is something silly, like his left ear-lobe, cause whenever he rubs it for luck before a heist it always goes well.

For his partner: he’s a tit man. He likes a nice jiggly ass, likes kissing soft lips, likes feeling your hands on him, but nothing beats rubbing his dick between a nice big, cushiony pair of breasts. He’s not biased, no matter the size or perkiness, he’s not listening to a word out of your mouth cause he’s too busy picturing how much they will or won’t bounce when you ride him, what your nipples feel like on his tongue, he likes all tits, but he especially likes the ones big enough to envelop his dick when he fucks them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Digs is fucking messy, I’m telling you. There’s nowhere on your body he doesn’t want to cum on. Your chest, your hair, your pretty face. Loves when you don’t wash it off straight away, when you let it sit and dry and soak into your skin until he can really smell it on you, that’s hot.

If you’re more adventurous, he’s always down. You want him to cum in your morning coffee, into your open eyes, you want to snort that shit? He’s down. He laughs, says “An people think I’m the dirty one, you’re somethin’ else girlie” as he shoves his hand down his boxers, fisting his already half-hard cocky

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It’s no secret that he’s a thief, big-time or petty. But he doesn’t tell you that he likes to ‘steal’ your dirty undies. When you’re not around he jerks himself to them, pressing the crotch up to his nose, holding them between his teeth and sucking any remnants of your juices out as he fucks his hand. Sometimes he tries them on, wears them under his sweats all day.

When you come home to clean laundry, you’re happily suprised and none the wiser, if not frustrated that your waistbands seem to be wearing thin and loose too often

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Not a playboy, but still experienced. He's not so good at chatting people up or the dating part, so few people get his sense of humour. But he’s not bad-looking, and he’s pretty good at being in just the right place at the right time to be picked up for a one-night stand.

He’s also pretty good at the ‘hate me so much you wanna fuck me’ kind of seduction with other rogues, he doesn't know how to be classically flirty and romantic, but he knows how to push those sexual frustration buttons.

He knows what he’s doing in the bedroom, although, a lot of it comes from muscle memory and dutch-courage. Throw him stone-cold sober into bed with someone he really likes and he’s a nervous mess, forgetting everything he’s ever done until the two of you get onto the same wavelength.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Hear me out: reverse cowgirl, on the couch, so you can both watch TV.

But also, cowgirl - so he can watch your tits sway, and cause you look so hot above him.

And The Captain/V for victory, unironically.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Digs hasn’t taken anything seriously since, well, he can’t remember. His dad must have knocked the memory right out of him.

No, but really, he’s so goofy all the time, sometimes it’s related, sometimes it ain’t.

He’ll be buried between your legs, your sex still in his mouth when he asks what you had for dinner, cause he thinks he can taste it.

Grinding on the couch when he tells you “Before you ask, that is a boomerang in my pocket. But he’s happy to see you too.”

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Not well groomed at all, he has a delicious little russet happy trail that leads to a bush around the base of his cock, and on his balls. He always intends on keeping it trimmed down but he just forgets to do it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

It’s a healthy mix, for Boomer, sex is a fun pastime. It’s a chance for you both to feel good, to service each other and make each other laugh, which is definitely romantic and intimate in its own right, but it’s not always like that.

Sometimes he drinks too much, or has a shitty run of jobs, or both, and he uses your body as a stress relief, or sometimes he pushes you too much, riles you up with the intention of you getting rough with him; sometimes he just wants it to hurt, othertimes he wants a fight, whatever it is, it’s not healthy or romantic

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Nobody ever taught Boomer that it’s rude to touch yourself around others. He really doesn’t see the issue. If you’re not around, or not in the mood, he’s gonna do it himself.

If you tell him not to he’ll get all petulant and keep ‘rearranging’ himself, or complain about blue balls.

Anyway, if he’s hard and you’re not fucking him, he’s fucking himself, end of.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Boomer will try anything at least 3 times, cause 3rd times the charm an all, maybe more if he’s not done it with you before.

The stuff he knows he likes: Piss (pissing and receiving), face sitting, impact play (again giving and receiving), role play, public sex, maybe a bit of breeding and somnophilia.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere, any time. He likes doing it in private where you can take your time, drag it out, and be as loud as you like, but there’s a certain risk factor to public sex that really gets him going. Something about the potential humiliation, the time limit, the forcing each other to keep quiet as you bang it out in secrecy.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Literally the drop of a hat. He wakes up every morning with a hard-on that he’s gotta relieve, and then he’s done for a couple of hours while lil’ Digger catch’s-up. He knows he’s ready again when he sees you bend over, or he catches a glimpse of your cleavage, when he remembers that banana you ate for breakfast 2 weeks ago, remember that? That was sexy, wanna eat my banana?

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

The obvious: no animals or children.

I don’t think he actively seeks out scat or emetophilia but if it happens it happens, it’s only shit/sick, we all do it from time to time, no use crying about it, you know?

He’s into impact play, but I reckon he’s really not into doing it with a belt, or being put over someone’s knee.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

It took the longest time to convince him to try eating you out. Yeah, he’ll try anything, but like, men don’t do that. He’s always been surrounded by toxic masculinity, his dad, other criminals, etc

But man once he tried, you had the opposite problem of trying to get him to stop. Something so illicit about the way you taste on his tongue, something intoxicating about the way your body reacts to every little move, “fuck darl’ you taste better than my first tinnie, we’ve gotta do that again.”

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual isn’t out of the question, especially if it’s a) late at night and you’re both too drunk for anything else. b) early in the morning and you’re both too hungover for anything else.

But any other time it’s fast and rough. He’s snapping your hips together so hard they slap, grabbing and groping all your softest spots. He fucking loves it when you dig your nails into his back, or when you pull the hair at the nape of his neck.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes! See L = Location. But it’s not limited to risky public sex in alleyways or public bathrooms. Sometimes he wants a quickie cause one of you is leaving and he just has to be inside you, even for a moment before you’re separated. Sometimes he’s so desperate and you’re so tired, he promises he’ll be real fast, he just needs you, he’d do it himself but you feel so much better.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Always game to try new things. Loves risk (again L=location), loves to do it in places with a high risk of getting caught.

If you’re also a thief/rogue, just imagine, robbing a jewellery store with a few minutes to spare, so you hop up on a counter and make love amongst your I’ll-gotten gains, in front of the CCTV before making your getaway.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Mid-day is when his stamina is at its peak. His brains too fuzzy in the mornings, he gets pussy drunk and cums almost instantly. Then he spends all day drinking, and it feels like nothing cause it’s just beer, but if he has enough he’ll hit a point where he struggles to get it up no matter how bad he wants it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Again, he’s down for anything a few times. He’s a fan of:

anal toys (again, super into you receiving again, hard sell on flipping the script until he tried it and loved it),

impact toys,

and those remote control vibes that he can set off while you’re out in public, again it’s the risk factor, but he also learned he can deviously use it to his advantage for other things.

“No Digger I’m not buying you an- OH, uhhhh.” “Sorry babe, don’t know what you’re sayin’. I’ll get two.”

“Oh look, there’s Snart, we should go say hhhhhhhhhhh.” “You sure you wanna do that?”

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s not a tease in the physical sense, because denying you would mean denying himself and he’s a glutton.

He is a verbal tease though, and likes to make fun of you. “Awh, you’re cute when you’re cock drunk.”

“Fuck, you like that don’t ya? Yeah? Say it or I’ll stop.” - he won’t stop, it’s an empty threat.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Does not shut the fuck up. Chats such shit the whole time, just to hear the sound of his own voice until it feels too good to say real words, and then he makes the prettiest little whimpers and cries as he chases his orgasm.

Examples: “fuck, you’re so wet, sure you haven’t pissed yourself? It’s okay if you did.”

“Ooohhh shhiiiit, darl’ you feel so good, take it all, take it all, yeah yeah yeah.”

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, where do you want it, baby? Tell me where to cum? Hurry baby it’s ah-“

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Would love if you could come to some kind of cnc somnophilia agreement. His work keeps him out late, sometimes for days, weeks, months at a time. When he comes home he just wants to lose himself between your legs either with his tongue or his cock, but you look so peaceful, and he knows you’ve probably barely slept since he left, too worried about him. It would be perfect if he could just have his way with you while letting you sleep.

Great fantasy but in practice, he’s too rough and sloppy and noisy, you’d be awake in no time. Not to mention there’s no way he’s bottoming out inside you without help.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

As previously mentioned, hairy. Bigger than average, around 8-9 inches, and thicker than you’d expect because he’s uncut for sure.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High, like he’s not inhuman, he physically can’t have a boner all the time, but he can and will get it up as much as he possibly can.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Almost instantly, even if it's just a quickie in the middle of the day, he gives it his all and then he's ready to wrap you up in his arms and conk out.

[joyner111]

Correct steps for cleaning and maintaining pen-type battery e cig

Here are the correct steps for cleaning and maintaining pen-type battery e cig, such as those found in styluses:

battery e cig Replacement:

If your stylus requires a battery e cig change, it typically needs a specific battery e cig type (like AAAA or 319 button cell batteries) and a small Phillips screwdriver.

Unscrew the top of the stylus from the bottom and ensure the positive (+) side of the battery e cig faces the tail or tip end of the stylus when replacing the battery e cig.

Clean battery e cig Contacts:

Regularly use a clean cloth or cotton swab to gently wipe the battery e cig contacts to remove dust and dirt, preventing poor contact.

Inspect battery e cig Condition:

Look for signs of battery e cig swelling, leakage, or other damage. If the battery e cig is damaged, it should be replaced immediately to avoid potential safety hazards.

Keep Dry:

Ensure the environment where the battery e cig is stored and used is dry to prevent moisture from entering the battery e cig, which can lead to damage or reduced performance.

Avoid Over-discharging and Overcharging:

Do not let the battery e cig be completely discharged before recharging, as this can shorten its lifespan. Similarly, avoid overcharging for extended periods.

Store Properly:

If the pen-type battery e cig is not in use for a long time, store it in a dry, cool place, and ensure the battery e cig is isolated from chargers or other metal objects to prevent short circuits.

Regular Checks:

Regularly check the battery e cig's performance, and if there is a noticeable decrease in performance, replace it with a new battery e cig promptly.

Safe Operation:

When replacing or cleaning the battery e cig, use appropriate safety precautions such as gloves and goggles to protect your eyes and skin from harm.

Following these steps can help you properly clean and maintain pen-type batteries, ensuring the long-term stable operation and safe use of your devices.

[vlessdubai]

Vaping 101 for Beginners - Everything You Need to Know

Vaping is the new cool kid in the world of those who love shisha but cannot carry it everywhere. UAE is known for a lot of things, and its Shisha culture is definitely one of those things you cannot miss. However, carrying hookah everywhere is inconvenient, and to be honest, cigarettes are borderline boring. With the inception of new smoking techniques, the vape culture in UAE has become quite the hype. Looking for a vape in UAE, but don’t know where to start? Well, here’s a beginner’s guide for you! 

Types of Vaping Devices

Cig-a-likes

Cig-a-likes resemble traditional cigarettes in size and shape, making them a popular choice for beginners. They are simple to use and often come with pre-filled cartridges. However, their battery life and vapor production are generally lower compared to other devices.

Vape Pens

Vape pens are slightly larger and more powerful than cig-a-likes. They have a refillable tank, allowing users to choose from a wide range of e-liquids. These devices offer better battery life and vapor production, making them a suitable option for intermediate users.

Mods and Pods

Mods (short for modifications) and pods represent the more advanced end of the vaping spectrum. Mods are larger, customizable devices with powerful batteries and advanced features like adjustable wattage and temperature control. Pods, on the other hand, offer a balance between convenience and performance, featuring refillable or pre-filled pods that are easy to use while still delivering satisfying vapor.

E-Liquids: Ingredients and Flavors

Ingredients

E-liquids, or vape juices, typically contain four main ingredients: propylene glycol (PG), vegetable glycerin (VG), nicotine, and flavorings. PG is responsible for throat hit and flavor intensity, while VG produces thicker vapor. Nicotine levels vary, and users can choose according to their preference, including nicotine-free options.

Flavors

From traditional tobacco and menthol to fruity and dessert-inspired options, there's something for every palate. Beginners should start with small quantities of different flavors to find what suits them best.

Getting Started with Vaping

Choosing Your Device

As a beginner, it’s best to start with a user-friendly device like a cig-a-like or vape pen. These devices are straightforward to operate and require minimal maintenance. As you become more experienced, you may explore advanced options like mods or pods.

Selecting E-Liquid

When selecting your first e-liquid, consider starting with a balanced PG/VG ratio (e.g., 50/50) to experience a good mix of flavor and vapor production. Experiment with different flavors and nicotine levels to find your preference.

Maintenance and Cleaning

Clean the tank and change coils as recommended by the manufacturer. This ensures a pure flavor and prevents issues like leaks or burnt tastes.

Conclusion

Undoubtedly these tips can help, but if you are searching for the perfect e-liquid in UAEor more tips or variety, you can always check the collection at Vape for Less. They have a wide range of disposable vapes for all budget groups; you can get free base, salt nicotine, or vape kits along with different accessories, and the best part is you also get same-day delivery across the UAE. For more information or to make a purchase, feel free to visit their website today! 

Blog Source. https://vapedubailess.com/blogs/news/vaping-101-for-beginners-in-uae

[vaporrage01]

Exploring Your First Vaping Experience: What to Expect

Embarking on your first vaping journey can be both exciting and a bit overwhelming given the array of choices and considerations. Whether you’re looking to buy mini vaporizers online in Las Vegas or stepping into a local shop like Vapor Rage, understanding what to expect can make your initial experience smoother and more enjoyable. Here’s a comprehensive guide to getting started with vaping, ensuring you know the essentials before you indulge.

1) Choosing the Right Device

Your first step in the vaping journey is selecting the right device. For beginners, simplicity is key. Start with something easy to use and maintain. E-cigarette & vaping kits in Las Vegas, such as those offered by Vapor Rage, often include everything you need to get started: a device, a charger, and a few cartridges. These kits are ideal for newcomers, providing a straightforward way to begin without the need to understand complex vaping systems.

2) Understanding the Different Types of Vapes

Vaping devices come in several formats, including cig-a-likes, vape pens, box mods, and more. Cig-a-likes are similar in appearance and size to traditional cigarettes and are a good starting point for those transitioning from smoking. Vape pens offer a bit more power and capacity, making them a popular choice among beginners who want a balance of usability and performance. When you buy electronic cigarettes in Las Vegas, consider your smoking habits and what might best replicate that experience for you.

3) Selecting Your E-Liquid

The flavor of your vape is primarily determined by the e-liquid you choose. When you visit an online e-cigarette store in Las Vegas or a local shop like Vapor Rage, you'll find a variety of flavors ranging from tobacco and menthol to fruit and dessert options. Additionally, e-liquids come with different concentrations of nicotine, allowing you to choose a level that matches your current nicotine intake or supports your goals for reduction.

4) Learning About Nicotine Levels

Nicotine levels in e-liquids vary significantly. They can range from 0 mg (nicotine-free) up to 24 mg or more. For those new to vaping, starting with a medium level of nicotine, if you are transitioning from smoking, can help you adjust without causing undue cravings or discomfort. The goal is to find a balance that satisfies your needs without overdoing it.

5) Preparing Your Device

Once you have your kit, the next step is to set up your device. This usually involves charging the battery, filling the tank with e-liquid, and attaching the components. Most starter kits come with a user manual that guides you through this process. Ensuring your device is properly assembled and charged before your first use will enhance your vaping experience.

6) Taking the First Puff

Taking your first puff is an important moment. Start with small, gentle puffs to get a feel for the vape. Unlike cigarettes, you don’t need to pull hard. Vaping is more about a smooth, steady draw. Allow yourself some time to adjust to the sensations and flavors.

7) Maintenance and Care

Maintaining your device is crucial for ensuring it continues to work effectively and safely. Regularly clean your tank, change the coils, and check the battery. Poor maintenance can lead to a burnt taste and reduce the lifespan of your device. Shops like Vapor Rage can offer advice and supplies for keeping your device in top condition.

8) Vaping Etiquette

Vaping etiquette is similar to that of smoking. Always be considerate of people around you and respect non-smoking signs and areas. Although vaping is less intrusive than smoking cigarettes, the vapor can still be bothersome to some people.

9) Monitoring Your Usage

As you get more comfortable with vaping, keep track of how much you vape. This will help you understand your consumption patterns and adjust either the nicotine strength or the frequency of your vaping sessions, ensuring you are in control of your intake.

10) Exploring Further

Once you’re accustomed to the basics, you might want to explore more advanced devices and a wider variety of flavors. The vaping community in Las Vegas is vibrant and offers plenty of opportunities to learn and share experiences. Visiting stores like Vapor Rage can also provide insights into new products and trends in the vaping world.

Conclusion

Your first vaping experience should be about exploration and finding what works best for you. Take your time to understand the different aspects of vaping and gradually refine your preferences. With the right preparation and knowledge, your transition into vaping can be a rewarding and enjoyable journey. Remember, Vapor Rage is just one of many resources available to help you navigate your vaping needs in Las Vegas, offering a wide selection of products and expert advice to enhance your experience.

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UWELL DL8000 disposable e-cig with display review: Mild and clean taste

UWELL is a name synonymous with quality in the world of pod systems. With popular products like the new Caliburn GZ2 and Uwell Caliburn AZ3, they've earned a reputation for excellence. Now, they've introduced the UWELL DL8000 disposable, and I got three flavors today to test if this new addition lives up to the brand's standards. The purpose of this review is to help you know about the DL8000 disposable vape and determine if it's your right choice. Product Description UWELL DL8000 Specifications: - Puffs: 8000 - E-liquid Capacity: 18ml - Battery: 650mAh - Nicotine Strength: 50mg - Ingredients: Vegetable glycerin, propylene glycol, nicotine, flavoring agent - Manufacturer: UWELL Key Features: - Smart Screen Pioneer: Equipped with UWELL's first Smart Screen on disposables. - Longevity: 8000 puffs with an 18 ml capacity and rechargeable 650 mAh battery. - Flavors Never Fade: 12 flavors available with enhanced mesh coil and Pro-FOCS patent. - Sleek & Slip-Proof Design: Metallic finish with textured plastic stripes for a secure grip. https://youtu.be/TXLdDXcjo1Q Personal Experience Pros - Taste: The UWELL DL8000 produces a mild, clean, and smooth taste that's refreshing and natural. It uses premium e-liquid, ensuring consistency from the first puff to the last. - Smart Display: A digital screen displays the e-liquid level and battery, adding a high-end and premium touch. - Design: The unique asymmetrical shape makes it comfortable to hold. Cons - Vapor Amount: The vapor amount is not very large, and the vaping resistance is a bit high. However, considering its 50mg high nicotine strength, this vapor amount seems appropriate. The UWELL DL8000 is available in various flavors, including Sunny Grape, Strawberry Kiwi, Strawberry Kiwi (flavors I got), and more. Its rechargeable battery and large e-liquid capacity ensure a long-lasting experience. Among them, Sunny Grape is my favorite, it's clean and natural that's suitable for long-term vaping. Verdict The UWELL DL8000 is an impressive addition to the market. Its standout features like the smart display and refreshing, natural taste make it a premium choice for vape enthusiasts. While the MTL vapor amount might not be for everyone, it's balanced well with the device's high nicotine strength. The product is very new on the market, and the price is unknown at this time. However, with its iPhone-like trending appearance, innovative features, and quality performance, the UWELL DL8000 has great potential to become more popular. Feel free to share your thoughts or ask questions about the UWELL DL8000. Whether you're curious about a specific flavor or want to know more about its unique features, I'm here to help! Where to buy UWELL DL8000 disposable e-cig This review reflects the personal experience and opinions of the author. The product was tested thoroughly, and the assessment is based on the features and performance as described. Read the full article

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Exploring the World of E-Cig Tanks in Ireland

Ireland, like many other countries around the world, has witnessed a remarkable rise in the popularity of electronic cigarettes (e-cigarettes) over the past decade. As part of this vaping phenomenon, E-Cig Tanks have emerged as essential components of vaping devices, providing vapers with a customizable and satisfying experience. In this article, we'll delve into the world of E-Cig Tanks in Ireland, exploring what they are, how they work, and why they have become a staple for vaping enthusiasts across the country.

Understanding E-Cig Tanks

E-Cig Tanks, short for "Electronic Cigarette Tanks," are the reservoirs that hold the e-liquid in vaping devices. These tanks are typically made of materials such as glass, plastic, or metal and come in various shapes and sizes. While some tanks are disposable, many are designed to be reusable, allowing users to refill them with e-liquid as needed.

How E-Cig Tanks Work

The functioning of E-Cig Tanks is relatively straightforward. Inside the tank, there is a coil or atomizer that heats the e-liquid when activated by the user. This heating process transforms the e-liquid into vapor, which is then inhaled by the vaper. The key components of an E-Cig Tank include:

Tank Reservoir: This is where the e-liquid is stored. It comes with a fill port or mechanism for refilling the tank when the e-liquid is depleted.

Coil/Atomizer: The coil or atomizer is responsible for heating the e-liquid. It consists of a resistance wire and a wick that absorbs the e-liquid. When power is supplied, the coil heats up, vaporizing the e-liquid.

Airflow Control: Many E-Cig Tanks offer adjustable airflow control, allowing users to customize the draw resistance and airflow to suit their preferences.

Drip Tip/Mouthpiece: The drip tip is the mouthpiece through which the vaper inhales the vapor produced by the tank.

Why E-Cig Tanks are Popular in Ireland

E-Cig Tanks have gained popularity among Irish vapers for several reasons:

Customizability: E-Cig Tanks offer a high level of customizability. Users can choose from a wide range of tanks, coils, and e-liquids to tailor their vaping experience to their liking.

Cost-Effective: Reusable E-Cig Tanks are cost-effective in the long run compared to disposable options. Users only need to replace coils and refill e-liquid, reducing the overall expense.

Variety of Flavors: The diverse range of e-liquids available in Ireland allows vapers to explore an array of flavors, from traditional tobacco to fruit, dessert, and beverage-inspired options.

Reduced Harm Perception: Many smokers in Ireland have turned to vaping as a potentially less harmful alternative to traditional cigarettes. E-Cig Tanks are a key part of this transition, offering a similar hand-to-mouth action and nicotine delivery without the harmful combustion byproducts of smoking.

Convenience: Refillable E-Cig Tanks are easy to use and maintain, making them a convenient choice for both beginners and experienced vapers.

Healthier Lifestyle: For many Irish individuals, E-Cig Tanks are a part of their journey towards a smoke-free and healthier lifestyle. Vaping provides a nicotine fix without the harmful effects of smoking.

Choosing the Right E-Cig Tank

Selecting the right E-Cig Tank is a personal choice that depends on individual preferences. Factors to consider when choosing an E-Cig Tank in Ireland include:

Tank Capacity: Determine how much e-liquid you want your tank to hold. Larger tanks require fewer refills but may be bulkier.

Coil Compatibility: Ensure that the tank is compatible with the type of coils you prefer, whether it's sub-ohm for big clouds or higher-ohm for a tighter draw.

Airflow Options: Consider whether the tank offers adjustable airflow to fine-tune your vaping experience.

Ease of Maintenance: Check if the tank is easy to clean and maintain, especially if you're new to vaping.

Materials: Some users prefer glass tanks for their purity of flavor, while others opt for plastic or metal tanks for durability.

Budget: E-Cig Tanks come in a wide price range, so choose one that fits your budget while meeting your requirements.

In Conclusion

E Cig Tanks Ireland have become an integral part of the vaping scene in Ireland, providing vapers with a customizable and enjoyable experience. With their versatility, cost-effectiveness, and contribution to harm reduction, it's no wonder that E-Cig Tanks are widely embraced by both newcomers and seasoned vapers across the Emerald Isle. Whether you're looking to quit smoking or simply explore the world of vaping, E-Cig Tanks offer a wide range of options to suit your needs and preferences.

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Monster Bar Max Disposable Vape Device

Designed for maximum satisfaction and convenience, Monster Bar Max Disposable Vape offers a large integrated battery that is rechargeable and 12mL vape juice capacity. This disposable device also provides up to 6000 puffs for you to enjoy.

For those who prefer a tropical vape, try frozen blueberry raspberry lemonade, mixed berry, strawberry kiwi pomegranate ice, or mango peach guava ice.

Convenience

Whether you’re an experienced vaper or just getting started, you’ll love the convenience of using a Monster Bar Max disposable. These portable devices are pre-filled and pre-charged, so you can start vaping right away. Plus, they’re easy to use and come in a variety of delicious flavors that you’ll be hooked on from the first puff.

You’ll also find that Monster Bar Max disposables have a larger juice capacity than other disposables on the market, allowing you to enjoy long, satisfying vaping sessions. This makes them perfect for beginners or those looking to make the switch from smoking.

Lastly, these devices have a high nicotine strength of 5%, which is ideal for regular smokers. This makes them an excellent choice for those looking to quit smoking and transition over to a healthier lifestyle. They’re also low maintenance, so you don’t have to worry about messy messes or time-consuming cleanings. Simply throw them out when the e-liquid and battery are empty.

Performance

With a hefty 12mL internal juice capacity, Monster Bar Max disposables are built for maximum satisfaction. Powered by a rechargeable integrated battery, these e-cigs are capable of delivering up to 6000 puffs with ease and feature premium-grade atomizer coils for flavorful clouds.

The internal components of these devices are engineered to work flawlessly with one another without the need for any complex settings. This makes it easier to use and ensures a smooth vaping experience. These devices come pre-filled with e-liquid and are pre-charged. They are also draw-activated and require no set-up.

The e-liquid options available in the Monster Bars disposable collection are top-rated and made with high-quality ingredients. There are several bold and bright flavors to choose from, including Strawberry Banana, Blueberry Jam, Vanilla Custard, and more. These e-liquids are made with salt nicotine and come in a range of strengths, starting at 20mg and going up to 0mg. They’re perfect for regular smokers who want to stop using tobacco products.

Battery Life

Monster Bar Max Disposable Vape has a long battery life that allows you to puff on your favorite flavors for hours without needing to recharge. Its luscious flavor experience has earned it a formidable reputation among customers.

This disposable device comes prefilled with a 5% nicotine liquid that is infused with a mesh coil for smooth and delicious flavor. Its sleek and portable design makes it easy to carry in your pocket. It is also made to pass all safety and standard tests, so you can rest assured that it’s safe for use.

The device is available for purchase at a variety of vape shops and convenience stores across the country. The company’s website offers a store locator feature that can help you find one near you. You can also purchase the device online from reputable retailers. Ensure that you choose a retailer that has a good reputation for customer service. The quality of your purchase is paramount to your satisfaction as a vaper.

Flavors

Monster Bar Max disposables deliver a premium vaping experience in terms of puff count, vapor production, battery performance, and flavor. They are leak-free and come with a massive e-juice capacity, making them ideal for travel. You can find these devices at various vape shops and convenience stores or online from reputable vendors.

With their slick design, these disposables are easy to carry in your pocket or hand. They come prefilled with a 12ml of e-liquid, so you can start vaping straight out of the box. They also have a draw-activated mechanism, so you don’t need to worry about adjusting any settings. You can enjoy a wide variety of world-class e-liquid flavors with this device, including Banana Custard, which has the rich and creamy flavor of ripe bananas in a thick custard. This flavor has a moderate nicotine concentration of 5%, which makes it suitable for smokers looking to transition from traditional smoking. Aside from delivering a smooth inhale, this flavor has an irresistible aroma that will leave your taste buds satisfied.

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A square vape that fits your vaping preferences

A square vape typically refers to a box mod, which is a type of electronic cigarette (e-cig) device that has a boxy or square shape. Box mods are known for their large size, powerful battery capacity, and advanced features. Here are some key points about a square vape or box mod:

Shape and Size: As the name suggests, box mods are usually square or rectangular in shape, making them larger than other vape devices.

Battery Life: Box mods often have larger batteries, which can be single, dual, or even triple, allowing for longer vaping times without needing to recharge.

Power Output: Due to their larger size, box mods can handle higher power outputs, making them suitable for sub-ohm vaping and cloud chasing.

Regulation: Many box mods are regulated devices, meaning they have a built-in computer chip that allows for precise control over the power output, temperature control, and other settings.

Customization: Box mods often come with screens and interfaces that allow users to customize their vaping experience, including adjusting wattage, temperature, and other settings.

Build Quality: The build quality of box mods can vary, but many are made with high-quality materials like stainless steel, aluminum, or brass for durability.

Safety Features: Regulated box mods typically have multiple safety features, such as short-circuit protection, overcharge protection, and low-voltage protection.

Price Range: Box mods can range in price from affordable to high-end, depending on the brand, features, and materials used.

Usage: Due to their size and power, box mods are often preferred by more experienced vapers or those who prioritize customization and power over portability.

Maintenance: Like all vaping devices, box mods require regular maintenance, including cleaning and replacing coils and wicks, as well as charging the battery.

If you're considering a square vape or box mod, it's important to choose one that fits your vaping preferences, such as the type of e-liquid you use, the amount of vapor production you desire, and the level of customization you want in your device. Always ensure that you purchase from reputable sources and follow safety guidelines when using any vaping device.

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A Comprehensive Insight on the Best Disposable Vape Essentials by Vapor Rage

In the dynamic world of vaping, finding the right disposable e-cig that perfectly balances convenience, flavor, and performance can be a game-changer for enthusiasts. Vapor Rage, a leading name in the vaping industry, brings forth a comprehensive range of disposable vape essentials that cater to the diverse preferences of vapers. Join us as we delve into the world of disposable e-cigs online in Las Vegas, exploring the top-notch offerings by Vapor Rage.

1) A Diverse Range of Flavors:

Vapor Rage understands that flavor diversity is a key factor for vapers. Our collection of disposable e-cigs online in Las Vegas spans a wide array of flavors, from classic tobacco and menthol to fruity concoctions and dessert-inspired options. Whether you crave the familiarity of traditional flavors or seek an adventurous vaping experience, Vapor Rage has you covered.

2) User-Friendly Design:

The appeal of disposable e-cigs lies in our user-friendly design, and Vapor Rage takes this to the next level. Each disposable vape pen is designed for ease of use, making it an ideal option for both beginners and experienced vapers. No need for refilling or charging – simply enjoy the vaping experience and dispose of the device responsibly when finished.

3) Nicotine Strength Options:

Vapor Rage acknowledges that vapers have varied nicotine preferences. Our disposable e-cigs online in Las Vegas come in different nicotine strength options, allowing users to choose the level that suits their needs. Whether you prefer a higher nicotine concentration for a satisfying hit or a lower concentration for a milder experience, Vapor Rage provides options to cater to every palate.

4) Compact and Portable:

The portability of disposable e-cigs is one of their standout features, and Vapor Rage ensures that our offerings excel in this aspect. Compact and lightweight, these disposable vape pens are convenient to carry, making them an ideal choice for on-the-go vapers. Slip one into your pocket or bag, and enjoy a satisfying vape wherever your day takes you.

5) No Maintenance Required:

The hassle-free nature of disposable e-cigs is a major draw for many vapers, and Vapor Rage embraces this simplicity. There's no need for cleaning, charging, or replacing coils. Once the e-liquid is depleted or the battery runs out, dispose of the device responsibly and easily switch to a new one from Vapor Rage's extensive collection.

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For vapers who want to enjoy the benefits of disposable e-cigs without breaking the bank, Vapor Rage offers cost-effective options. Our commitment to providing quality vaping experiences at accessible prices makes them a go-to destination for vapers looking for value without compromising on performance.

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Vapor Rage prioritizes the use of premium quality ingredients in our disposable e-cigs. The e-liquids are crafted with care, ensuring a smooth and flavorful vaping experience. Each puff is a testament to the dedication to quality that Vapor Rage upholds, providing vapers with confidence in the products they choose.

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The discrete nature of disposable e-cigs is appreciated by vapers who prefer a more low-profile vaping experience. Vapor Rage's offerings are not only compact but also virtually odorless, allowing users to enjoy their favorite flavors without drawing unnecessary attention. It's a discreet and enjoyable vaping option for those who value privacy.

9) Environmentally Conscious Practices:

Recognizing the environmental impact of disposable products, Vapor Rage is committed to promoting responsible disposal practices. While disposable e-cigs are convenient, Vapor Rage encourages users to recycle their devices through proper channels to minimize their environmental footprint.

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For vapers who want the convenience of regular deliveries, Vapor Rage offers customizable subscription plans for their disposable e-cigs online in Las Vegas. This allows users to enjoy a continuous supply of their preferred flavors and nicotine strengths without the need to place frequent orders.

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UWELL DL8000 disposable e-cig with display review: Mild and clean taste

UWELL is a name synonymous with quality in the world of pod systems. With popular products like the new Caliburn GZ2 and Uwell Caliburn AZ3, they've earned a reputation for excellence. Now, they've introduced the UWELL DL8000 disposable, and I got three flavors today to test if this new addition lives up to the brand's standards. The purpose of this review is to help you know about the DL8000 disposable vape and determine if it's your right choice. Product Description UWELL DL8000 Specifications: - Puffs: 8000 - E-liquid Capacity: 18ml - Battery: 650mAh - Nicotine Strength: 50mg - Ingredients: Vegetable glycerin, propylene glycol, nicotine, flavoring agent - Manufacturer: UWELL Key Features: - Smart Screen Pioneer: Equipped with UWELL's first Smart Screen on disposables. - Longevity: 8000 puffs with an 18 ml capacity and rechargeable 650 mAh battery. - Flavors Never Fade: 12 flavors available with enhanced mesh coil and Pro-FOCS patent. - Sleek & Slip-Proof Design: Metallic finish with textured plastic stripes for a secure grip. https://youtu.be/TXLdDXcjo1Q Personal Experience Pros - Taste: The UWELL DL8000 produces a mild, clean, and smooth taste that's refreshing and natural. It uses premium e-liquid, ensuring consistency from the first puff to the last. - Smart Display: A digital screen displays the e-liquid level and battery, adding a high-end and premium touch. - Design: The unique asymmetrical shape makes it comfortable to hold. Cons - Vapor Amount: The vapor amount is not very large, and the vaping resistance is a bit high. However, considering its 50mg high nicotine strength, this vapor amount seems appropriate. The UWELL DL8000 is available in various flavors, including Sunny Grape, Strawberry Kiwi, Strawberry Kiwi (flavors I got), and more. Its rechargeable battery and large e-liquid capacity ensure a long-lasting experience. Among them, Sunny Grape is my favorite, it's clean and natural that's suitable for long-term vaping. Verdict The UWELL DL8000 is an impressive addition to the market. Its standout features like the smart display and refreshing, natural taste make it a premium choice for vape enthusiasts. While the MTL vapor amount might not be for everyone, it's balanced well with the device's high nicotine strength. The product is very new on the market, and the price is unknown at this time. However, with its iPhone-like trending appearance, innovative features, and quality performance, the UWELL DL8000 has great potential to become more popular. Feel free to share your thoughts or ask questions about the UWELL DL8000. Whether you're curious about a specific flavor or want to know more about its unique features, I'm here to help! Where to buy UWELL DL8000 disposable e-cig This review reflects the personal experience and opinions of the author. The product was tested thoroughly, and the assessment is based on the features and performance as described. Read the full article

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A Basic Guide To Cleaning Your Vape Tank

Vaping has quickly picked up the pace and has drawn more than nine million vaping hobbyists. Considering all the goodies that vaping offers - no coughing, no tobacco smell and access to a variety of e juice flavors. Regularly cleaning your vape tank will always keep your vaping fresh. If you're new to the world of vaping, there are certain basics that you need to get familiar with, including cleaning your vape tank. If you haven't cleaned your vape tank yet and have no idea how to approach it, here are the basics to get you started. Read on.

Why should you clean your vape tank?

Any vaping enthusiast loves switching and experimenting between different flavors. There is nothing wrong with enjoying all kinds of different flavors but these flavors tend to leave themselves behind after use. It is easy to get lost in the enjoyment of vaping different flavors, but you only later realize that there is a bit of flavor left behind from your previous flavors, which can potentially ruin the taste. Moreover, the average vape juice can go through a lot of environmental changes and therefore, it becomes critically important to clean your vaping tank regularly and before switching flavors.

Understanding your vaporizer

If you want to clean your vaping tank efficiently, you must understand the anatomy of your vaporizer. Understanding this anatomy will enable to recognize different parts of your device and clean them accordingly and assemble the device back again. There are different types of all across the market. You'll find typical vapes and e-cigs. The anatomy of any vaporizer includes these four components:If you need any kind of information on this article related topic click here: Electronic Cigarette Price

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Just how to Use a Vape properly: A Standard Guide

What Is a Vape?

Vapes are portable digital devices that develop an inhalable vapor. The vapor can be flavored as well as is commonly laced with nicotine or CBD oils.

There are a few different types of vapes available, particularly vape pens, vape mods, cig-a-likes, as well as sheath mods. All these tools work in similar way.

A battery inside the vape triggers a heating element that turns e-juice into vapor. The customer then inhales this vapor via a mouth piece.

Some vapes are non reusable, created to be gotten rid of when the battery or e-- juice cartridge comes to be depleted. Others have rechargeable batteries.

Choosing the Right Type of E-Juice

Prior to you start vaping, you'll need to determine what kind of e-juice you intend to use. This not only entails selecting a taste as well as nicotine degree, you likewise require to select a PG/VG ratio.

PG, propylene glycol, brings a more powerful taste and also a more intense, cigarette-like, melt. VG, vegetable glycerin, has a less extreme flavor yet develops far better vapor, aiding you blow larger clouds. VG is suggested for beginners as it injures your throat less as well as triggers fewer allergies.

Look into this vapor shop for a wonderful range of flavors and also vaping hardware.

Exactly How to Breathe in Vape

There are 2 primary breathing strategies that vaper's use.

Mouth to lung develops the same feeling as drawing on a cigarette. It functions best on small-sized vapes with high-resistance coils.

Take a slow draw on the vape and also hold the vapor in your mouth for a few secs. After that, open your mouth and also breathe the vapor right into your lungs. Breathe out once you feel the vapor strike your lungs.

Straight to lung inhaling develops a smoother hit as well as is frequently described as being more like a "bong hit". Simply attract the vapor right into your lungs and also exhale right away. Direct to lung vaping works best on large-sized vapes with low-resistance coils.

A high pure nicotine degree of in between 12-60mg is optimal for mouth to lung vaping, while low nicotine levels of 0 -6 mg are best for straight to lung vaping.

Tidy Your Vape Consistently

Over time your vape storage tank will certainly accumulate taste residue as well as particles. This can affect your vapor output as well as make your vape flavor taste scorched or muddled.

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To clean your vape, dismantle the unit and also rinse the tank, mouth piece, as well as atomizer in cozy water. Make certain to extensively air dry each item before use.

Do not Overdo It

Give your vape a rest between sessions to allow the burner to cool off. Continuous usage might cause the element overheating, causing lasting damages.

Normal vaping breaks will certainly additionally prevent you from establishing "Vaper's Tongue". Vaper's Tongue refers to harmed palate from overusing your vape or specific vape tastes.

Have a look with these vaping tips prior to you get started.

Currently You Know Just How to Make Use Of a Vape the proper way

You don't need to fret about appearing like a vape beginner any longer. This straightforward guide will certainly provide you the confidence to explore vaping and also find which mods and also e-juices suit you finest.

When you recognize your preferences, and also just how to breathe in appropriately, you'll get the most out of your vape. With a bit of method, you'll discover how to utilize a vape like a pro!

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-> warnings: foul language, pet names { baby, honey, sweetheart }

-> pairings: johnny cade x reader

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sweet boy ong.

PLEASE he loves to cuddle with you !!

"c'mere cuddlebug" <3

M E L T S when you compliment or praise him

is really really really really really really really really shy before you both start dating

100 fucking percent asked dally for advice b4 asking you out

look, if you have a RBF, johnnycake is kimda scared of you (at first)

until dall strolls up to you and offers you a blunt, johnny might think youll jump up and bite his fingers off lmao

ok so but i

johnny loves watching you smoke????

like

watching the smoke seep from your lips?? hes purring.

but when you shOTGUN?!?!?!?!? he's feral.

if johnny ever gets hurt, expect to be one of the first person he looks for to clean him up and give him shelter

if he ends up in jail for participating in one of Dally's stunts, he doesn't want to call

bc you'll be worried and want to spend ur money on bail for him 🤕❤

but its ok in the end bc hes in love w you

PICNIC DATES QUESTION MARK

i feel like johnny would be so down for these

i also think johnny's lowkey (and i mean low key) a cat person

is that just me? ok ill go away now

AN ABSOLUTE SUCKER for sharing cigs with his partner <3

if you had a good home life, johnny would really want to spend time with your family

because he was robbed of an okay parent/child relationship, he yearns for his partner's parents to like him

would be absolutely distraught if they didn't like him, my poor boy ☹

please tell him he's loved

he needs that

would call you sweetheart, baby, honey or a nickname based off your name or an inside joke or smth

johnny boy likes that intimacy :p

wap so hes a sub switch at best

GO TO THE MOVIES WITH HIM!!!!

PLEASE

sharing a coke (the drink smh) and fries :')

making comments the whole time and loving his little laugh that follows

play a prank or two 😍

but you might need to take the fall just a warning

if you tend to get in trouble with the law, johnny would be chill with that shit because he's friends with dallas winston

but will always be a lil nervous for his bae

will take you out when you get out of the slammer

diner dinners, late night walks (with knives for safety), dirty jokes, random puns... this is all johnny.

you make him so happy

would have cash set aside for a lil smth for your birthday dont even TRY to argue

cheek kisses, neck kisses, forhead kisses

theyre so... simple

so simple but they make him so happy

dally also likes how happy you make johnny

is protective over johnny, don't get me wrong, but is calmer when he knows its you

i mean, everyone knows you

you have a reputation, of course

dally lowkey admires you, even if ur younger than him

anywayz

is kind of oblivious when it comes to relationships, tbh...

its sweet (for the most part)

loves holding your hand

please

please hold his hand

please hold his hand all the time

two-bit loves you bc johnnys in love with you and you help him (two-bit) with making fun of certain Socs

you also have a rep for dark/offensive humor so two and soda absolutely lose their shit when you make a joke im not even lying

wait but like soda really likes the dynamic you both have

i.e: you act like siblings and poke fun at pony sometimes

but its all good bc ur dating johnny

i mean, dude, its johnny

darry highkey really likes you

the gamg likes you, johnnh is in love with you, we're all cool

imagine: mother darry's reaction to you get into a fight

"hey y/n," darry greeted the teen. they were grabbing a piece of chocolate cake. the curtis household was notorious for its chocolate cakes.

y/n shut the ice box door and went for a fork, strategically avoiding letting darry see their face. "yo," they replied, turning to leave the room.

darry stuck his hand out before y/n could leave the kitchen. "look at me," he commanded, suspicious.

y/n tilted their face up to look at him. darry's eyes widened. they had teo black eyes, a deep lookinh scratch from their temple to their chin, a dried bloody nose, busted lip, and a toothy grin plastered all over their face. "it wasn't my fault, dare, promise," they say.

darry tuts. "the hell it wasnt. you see johnny yet with those battle scars o'yers?"

"nah. ain't wanna wake 'im up yet."

dear god then two bit lumbers in. "hey, y'all heard? shepherd's plannin' a rumble- damn!" he howls. he swiped his finger in the frosting of y/n's cake and got a good look at their face. "damn kid! you kick their asses?"

y/n smirks. "duh."

two bit laughs and gets his own slice of cake while darry leans against the counter wondering how why y/n was so carefree.

"you're such a mother, jeez," y/n commented to Darry.

two bit laughed again.

"missed you, baby"

AWOOOGA BARK BATK BARK PURR MEOW JEIEKJQODIS

the gang totally gags and pretends to vomit when you guys kiss or they walk in go you making out

pony is ur no. 1 supporter

respect, my g 😪✊

if anyone wants more lmk. ill edit this bad boy later

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