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seretoningghost · 5 months

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Stu Macher x Male Reader

TW: Stu is on the Phone, mutual Masterbation, mentions of MURDER, Breath Play, exhibition if you squint, getting Caught (by Billy), mildly implided relationship with Billy aswell.

Ghostface!

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Stu let out a shaky breath, body shuddering.

Your chest pressed to his back, using your arms you kept him pulled to your chest. Pinning his hips to the stone countertop with your own.

Stu was a tall guy, so he was taller than you, you weren't but a few inches behind.

"C'moooon~..... Call them~..." You whispered quietly in his ear.

Stu didnt want to, keeping his eyes closed. Reveling in your touch, but he sighed. Knowing you'd make him.

Grabbing ahold of the sleek mobile phone, opening his eyes begrudgingly.

Desiring to buck into your touch - but pinned in place.

Holding the phone to his ear, listening intently to the ringing.

"Hello?"

Stu grasped at the voice changer in his other hand, with force strong enough to make its poor plastic case creak.

He held it to his lips closely.

"Hello.... Do you like scary movies..?" Stu asked, trying to sound menacing, but was mostly unenthusiastic.

Panting between his words.

You had picked your pace up, Stu's spit on your hand making a faint wet noise when your grip slammed into his pelvis.

Finding a medium rythmn of occasionally stroking twice on Stu's base.

Stu's cock throbbed wildly, practically driven insane.

He wasn't embaressed, he was upset that you would punish him if he was noisy.

He didnt even care if his shenigans got him, Billy, and you caught..

This was your and his time. Not Billy's.

And you chose to bully Stu's orgasm out of him on the phone.

"I suppose... Occasionally..." You could hear muffled over the phone.

The temptation to take over for your sex stupid puppy was so tempting, besides Stu and Billy both knew you made the best Ghostface voice.

But instead you humped your hips into Stu, knocking some audible sense into him.

His eyes flicking open as he scuffed the voice changer against the counter, putting his hand out in shock.

He didnt even need to look back at you, quickly grabbing hold of the changer again. Bringing it to his lips.

"Good... Would y-ou like to play a game?"

You two could hear the hesitation over the line.

Speeding your hand but still keeping your agonizing rythmn.

Stu was having a harder time staying quiet, and focused. Wanting to do nothing but beg to suck your cock.

"Um... N-no?"

You began to roll your growing erection into Stu, keeping it in pace with your strokes. Sliding your free hand up, pulling his shirt up as you groped his chest.

A wavering breath left his lips, pouring out. A shudder taking over his shoulders, eyes shut as he pulled the voice changer closer.

"O-Oh come on...... pllleeeeaaaaseee~?" Stu begged, voice low, cooing.

You knew the true reason for his unabashed utterly convincing tone.

Stu batted his eyelashes puppily, even in his sex drunk mind he knew that much... How to beg his way..

But its the way he didn't pay attention to you, not even glancing at you that made your cock throb and your blood boil.

You moved your hand from his chest, grabbing ahold of the changer. Then, item in hand, push on Stu's mid back to make him lay against the countertop.

Stu already whimpering quietly, smiling sex drunkenly as he heard your zipper undo as you removed your hand from his cock.

Picking up the phone you nestled it between your shoulder and ear. Squishing it against you.

Before he felt you pull down his pants further, before hearing a mouthy sound - then feeling your warm hand slicking your slobber on his inner thighs.

Shoving your rigid cock between them not too long after. Thrusting your hips painfully slowly, grabbing hold of his cock again - moving your hand in time with your hips.

Biting onto his tongue as he clawwed against the polished stone, being rocked by your humping.

Listening to your sexy voice as you spoke to the caller.

"C'moooon sweethart.... Won't ya just play a liiiittle game with me?" Your hips beginning to slam into him a bit more roughly.

Stu wincing as his boney hips knocked into the table, but in a good way.

Practically totally fucked out of it before the fuck.

Clawwing even harder at the counter, tongue absently sticking out as he bit on it. Drool slowly pooling on the counter.

As always the poor soul couldn't help but play your game, they were always allured by your voice.

You and the caller played a little game, each curve of your voice phishing them along.

"Maybe... I think... You'll die tonight.."

"What!!?? Is this a prank call?! Who-"

You hung up, grinning, setting the objects aside.

"P-Please.. I-I w-wanna- I-I gotta-" He began to whimper, always a mouthy partner.

...Especially with that tongue of his...

You rub your other hand up his belly, your cock gently slicking between his thighs.

"You gotta cum~?" You purred lowly, leaning in slightly - grinning - your voice was so, so, close to what he wanted.

His cock throbbing in your hand.

"P-please... D-do the v-voice..." Stu whimpered, desperately trying to grind his length into your hand, but utterly unable to.

You hesitated, grinning, not that he could see with his face plastered to the counter of course.

"You sure~?" You purr, using your 'sexy' voice.

"Good things don't ever happen to those who hear this voice~..." You purr.

"P-Please.." Stu moaned, cock throbbing.

"Oh what... You.. Want me to hurt you~?" You purr, biting your lip, free hand spreading out across his back.

Stu simply whimpered in return, cock throbbing, back trembling - knees quaking.

"Alright..." You coo, leaning down and grabbing a sturdy hold of Stu.

Your free arm wrapping dominately, and tightly around Stu's chest.

Hand resting on one of his pecs, arm practically squishing the air out of him.

Standing back up straight, holding Stu tight.

He couldn't escape if he tried, gasping for air a bit more frequently. The hold on his chest making him crave oxegyn more often.

He clutched tight onto your arm that went across his chest.

His back tilted against your chest from the angle. Your curves perfectly pushing into his, and his into yours.

Still slowly bucking your hips into his thighs. Hand still slow as ever.

"You like that? You wanna cum~? Go ahead my pretty boy~.." You coo, watching his length intensely as you speed your hand up immensely, humping your hips in time.

Stu whimpered pathetically, smile twisting into one full of euphoria. Panting as he could feel himself get rapidly close, cock throbbing wildly.

You tightened your arm around him, pulling him up onto his tip toes. Temporarily squeezing all air out of him.

Stu gasped, a silent 'o' n his face as he clawwed onto you, hardly able to fill his lungs with anything.

But screwwed his eyes shut as his orgasm rocketed down on him, length bobbing as he shot his thick load.

Your hand slocking against his lubed length, cock penetrating his clenched shivering thighs.

Toes curling in his shoes as he shifted, picking and putting down his foot rapidly on the floor, trying to find any sort of traction to allieviate the pleasure bullying his poor body.

Rubber skidding on the ground quietly as he tried.

Wheezing breathlessly as you practically choked his dick. Milking him of his havocking orgasm.

When his cock began to feel overstimulated you lessened your grip, Stu sucking in a deep breath. Quivering as you released his cock, still hard and throbbing.

"Oh my~... Look at our voice changer... How sad.." You cooed, fake sadness in your voice.

Stu's eyes fluttered, looking over to it. A shot of cum trailed across the counter. Managing to generously glob on the poor white electronic.

The sticky substance already seeping into the crevices of the speaker.

Stu could feel your member throbbing against his waaarm thighs, still having not reached orgasm.. He knew the night was faar from over. Excitement bubbled in his gut.

Stu panting, shuddering - grinning, was about to apologize playfully when-

"What the fuck you two." Billy groaned, clearly distraught as he entered the house.

Getting a clear view of the mess, and you holding Stu to your chest.

Stu's excitement throbbing, still practically full mast.

You simply released hold of Stu, acting as if it wasnt your fault. Stu crumbling down to his hands propping him up on the counter.

Cockhead throbbing against the cock counter as it kissed against the side. Your dick still nestled between his thighs.

Head hanging between his arms as he panted, finally able to get a proper breath, chest feeling x10 lighter.

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(Hey! I don't write for slashers, but I decided for now that Stu and Billy make the cut! Along with William Afton but anyways- I know Ive only been writing for MHA, and I intend to keep writing for it. But I'm a person and I like more than just it. Anways maybe I'll write for these guys again? Maybe even a sequel to this?🤔)

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seretoningghost · 5 months

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nvm got so utterly hyperfixated on bby boy I went to see Fnaf last night. Was shaking the whole time out of (GEEKY)excitement. I brought Mike'and'Ikes. :D

10/10 movie, Idk why we didnt see the Hollywood adaption comin when we saw what happened to the books.

#couldnt stop staring at Mike the whole movie #springtraps couldve been more gorey ngl #at the very least he could have screamed for help and then the springlocks couldve yknow his vocal cords #then cue male whimpering audio #but i guess he asked for help while freddy stared at him so yknow..

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seretoningghost · 5 months

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Mike Schmidt x Male Reader

TW : SMUT (car sex), blood tasting (its mild just from a scratch and is rlly breif).

(This is where everyone would put a gif of the character but there were zero of him.)

Mike was panting loudly and constantly.

The look on his face pure lust as he chased his orgasm.

Drool dripping down his chin.

The air was unbearably hot. It made your skin practically boil.

His knuckles white as he had a hand up to the roof of the car - arm from wrist and elbow pressed on the roof, shuddering muscles threatening to pull the fabric from the roof.

Loud wet slaps being heard each time Mike went down.

His usual attire on, but his pants were pulled down just enough to expose his crotch as he vigorously rode you.

Causing a odd straddle as he struggled to do so because of his pants, but the moment was so strong he didnt care.

He was mostly angry it prevented him from riding properly, withholding pleasure from him.

You were slightly reclined in the passenger seat, the both of you in your car.

This was the first time you two were alone in a while.

A whine bubbled in Mike's throat, getting progressively upset at how he couldn't ride well. Feeling the anger build and twist a knot in his stomach.

Making him feel even more aggitated and icky.

Panting relentlessly as he takes a pause, shifting his right hand on the roof. Shifting slightly on your lap, putting his left hand on the passenger side window.

His hand smudging the fogging glass.

Not even saying a word before he began to ride intensely just like before, trying desperately to get the two of you to release.

The lack of sleep evident on Mike's face as he rode you, but he missed you so much.

Him having been busy with his new job lately.

"Mike.." You whimpered breathlessly.

Mike felt a pang of lust haphazardly rattle its way quickly up his spine, eyes showing love and bliss.

He gave a soft moan.

A smile making its way on his face, drool intensifying.

Clearly a after affect of his sleep deprivation, but you knew Mike. He didnt want to stop.

Panting you ran your hands from his knees, to his hips. Gripping tightly - knowing how much Mike liked that.

Mike shuddered hard, blissing out.

Always loving how right your hands felt on him. In every nook and cranny, it felt like he was make for you. Your hands were so much bigger than his.

Mike shifted his left hand on the window, it slamming against the window.

Your half surprised Mike hasn't broken anything in your car before. You know your car isnt built for sex, but this wouldn't be the first time.

You kept whimpering, gasping, and moaning his name. Knowing how much his sleep drunk mind loved it.

Mike would occasionally squeak in response, trying to force words out of his brain. Just doing the best he could instead.

Mostly moaning between pants.

Your car creaking underneath you two. The car shaking and jumping at your rough fucking, even while in park and shut off.

Mike didn't care of course.

Just like every other time he coaxed you to step out from the drivers seat, stepping out and waiting for you to sit before sitting on your lap. You pulling the door shut once he got on.

The windows were practically all fogged up with your two's passionate fucking.

You could tell Mike was getting desperate as he loomed over you, keeping eye contact.

Sliding one hand up his shirt a bit, you pivoted your hips. Thrusting up each time he bounced down.

Mike moaned loudly, not muffling or holding his voice.

Back arching at the pleasure as your cock pounded into multiple deep nerve endings.

He whimpered loudly, pushing his body down on your chest.

Arms placed on your chest. Although your not sure if him changing his position was intentional or not, pondering if he had perhaps collapsed on you.

But he clutched onto you for dear life anyways, constantly tugging you closer even though you were as close as you could get.

You grip tighter onto the points your hands were on, panting loudly and whimpering as you began to pound into Mike.

Mike had his face pushed against the crook of your neck, moaning and whimpering noisily in his throat.

If you could have seen his face you would be able to see how utterly fucked out he was, eyes full of lust - exhaustion evident in both as he seemed out of it.

Drool pouring everywhere - even onto you, and a dopey grin on his face, interupted by the occasional moan or whimper.

You groaned, biting your lip you were determined to bring release to your beautiful boyfriend.

Humping into him as quickly as you could, a whimper getting caught in your throat at how close you felt.

Eyes widening at the boiling knot tieing itself in your stomach, achingly getting tighter.

Panting loudly in Mike's ear.

"M-Mike..." You whimpered.

"I-I... I-Im... I...... p-please.." You panted, whimpering to yourself at the end.

Mike shuddered, back arching into you, tugging tight at your shirt with white knuckles. Begging for more, trying to express his urgency for you.

Jacket zipper jankling as you pounded him.

But you were fucked out of it at this point, already suspecting Mike was close by the non stop whimpering in your ear that started up when you began to whimper.

Sliding your left hand down to his hip you slid your right up onto the middle of his back.

Accidentally sliding your hand in his shirt, clawing your nails against his skin.

Mike quivered, letting out a low slutty moan at the new sensation.

Eyes glossing out, maybe he liked it? He didn't know, you've never done that before.

He could hear you growling now, digging your fingers into his skin, still thinking you were clutching his shirt.

But with this grip on his back you kept him firmly in place, making him all the more fuckable.

Release was so close, both of your cores bubbled with excitement.

Your bodies and the air overwhelmingly hot.

When suddenly the knots slacked, both of you making pleasured noises as you came.

Mike doing so all over your shirt, yours being felt in the pit of Mike's gut.

Quivering he felt amazing, thighs shuddering. It was so hot inside him.

Panting loudly you gradually slowed your thrusts, riding out both of yours highs.

Before the two of you laid there, Mike still on your chest as you both panted.

Still absently tugging on your shirt as he slowly focused back in.

Your hand on his back suddenly untensed, you gave a soft groan. Gently sliding your hand down his side, seems you still didnt notice you dug into his flesh.

"Mm... Baby.." You purred quietly, tilting your head against his - still pushed into your neck.

Mike whimpered quietly in return, body still buzzing even as his eyes and brain were finally focusing in.

Occasionally quaking from aftershocks.

You rubbed his hips gently, before slowly pulling your cock out.

Mike gasped, body fluttering at the emptiness.

A bit of your cum dripping out, Mike was reminded of how scalding hot his insides were thanks to you.

"F-f...mmhh.. F-fuck.." He whimpered quietly.

"You feeling better?" You whisper, rubbing your left hand on his back.

"Y-yeah.... B-back... Thighs... Ache..." He whined, smiling softly against your neck.

You chuckled, going to rub your hand over his back, him jolting as your hand stung over his wound.

"A-Ah! O-ouch.." He whimpered, clutching tighter onto your shirt.

You pulled your hand away with a jolt, only to see a few drops of blood on your fingerprints. Eyes wide you noticed a few drops clawwed under the tips of your nails.

"Aw shit did I-" You began, quickly prying a small hand held mirror from off of your air vents.

Angling it to see his back, sure enough there it was - delicate skin rippling as Mike breathed, clear claw marks pressed into his skin.

Drawing a slight bit of blood.

"Ah fuck... I'm sorry Mike.." You groaned, upset you would be so careless.

Mike tried to wrack his sleepy bed for some sort of 'its okay, I think I liked it' reply without disclosing the 'I liked it' especially when he wasnt entirely sure just yet.

But instead just gave up, giving a soft groan against your throat to tell you it was alright.

But it seemed more like he was annoyed to you, that he was too engrossed before and didn't realize you did it. Probably more annoyed he had to deal with that while on his job now.

You sighed, silently scolding yourself as you tossed the mirror in your driver seat.

Running your right hand through Mike's hair.

Mike lifted his head, looking at you now.

Before grabbing hold of your hand and holding it still, lapping his tongue at the blood.

Eyes wide you stare.

There was so little blood that it hardly stained his tongue for more than a second.

Mike gave a soft smile, lapping up more blood. Exhaustion evident in his eyes.

"Mm... Metally..." He whispered.

You watched, flabbergasted.

"Mike... You need sleep." You sighed.

"...hmm..." Mike hummed, laying against your chest.

You shuddered, realising his movement brought a gust of air.

It fanning against your slobbered neck, slightly cringing at it. But you didnt say anything.

His chest rumbling against yours as he made a incoherent sound.

"Mike, noo, not yet babe." You groaned, sitting up, hugging Mike to your chest.

He groaned groggily, eyes slowly blinking open. Dissapointed you sat up.

You leaned forward, moving his body with you as you opened the glove compartment.

Grabbing a few tissues you clean both of you up. Shimmying on your own pants, and then Mike's.

Mike's half asleep again.

You reclined the back seats, putting Mike on the small mattress in the trunk.

Which was a serious challenge considering you didnt take Mike out of the car.

Although he did sleepily help you a bit.

You laid down next to him, cuddling him.

The car was progressively getting colder already, the two of your curled up in the back - cuddling.

You pulled a few blankets over you both.

(Also sorry, I'm a huge FNAF fan and have been forever, but I havent seen the movie yet. D: big sad. But there's just something about Mike, I've practically spoilt myself to the whole movie so Idk man. Kept this vague so it could probably stick better the to character, just felt like writin car sex.)

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seretoningghost · 6 months

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Denki Kaminari x Male Reader

TW: SMUT (Specifically in a closet).

"Ah~... Hah~!... Mmmnn~... p-please~.."

Quiet whimpers could be heard falling from loose lips.

Slow rythmic wet thrusts could be heard.

It was dark, the room felt hot.

The dorms were largely quiet, quiet music here and there - a few movies playing.

So why was he being so loud?

The blabbermouth in question was none other than Denki Kaminari.

"Shh... B-be- ah~... Be q-quiet~.." Y/N moaned softly into Denki's ear.

Shifting his hands on Denki's thighs.

Denki moaned softly, pushing his face into Y/N's neck, hands clutching onto the back of Y/N's shirt in ecstasy.

Trying to pull his partner even closer, even though there was hardly any breathing room as it was already.

Panting softly against Y/N.

The closet the two were in felt blazing hot, the very limited space didnt help either.

The two were sat on the floor - to prevent the sound of the two knocking around from any other position. Besides there wasn't any room for anything else.

Y/N had told him to keep his closet cleaner instead of throwing every mess in there - but of course the blonde didn't listen.

So that led to Denki being sat on Y/Ns lap.

"I-Im not the o-only one... Mmh... F-feeling g-good..." Denki whimpered, shivering as he clutched tighter to Y/N.

Y/N huffed, continuing to both thrust his hips and move his partner with his hands cupped on the back of Denki's thighs.

Denki had his arms wrapped around Y/Ns neck, frantically trying to keep him as close as humanly possible.

Which still didnt seem like enough for the horny hound of a electric quirk.

"Q-quiet- F-Fuck! P-Please~...!" Y/N whimpered, shifting slightly but continuing his pace.

Denki - panting softly, giving a soft moan or whimper with each thrust, shifting slightly in Y/N's grasp.

Shuddering, eyes love struck as he bit his lip at the stimuli of his bare cock rubbing up against Y/N's stomach - shirt pulled up by Denki's clawwing grubby paws.

"I-Im... t-t-trying~..!" He pants barely above a ghost of a whisper.

Both of them winded from trying their best to stay silent.

Both of them equally close to orgasm, they've been at it for a while.

Denki wordlessly biting his lip, focusing on trying something - pivoting his hips slightly, humping into Y/Ns bare stomach.

Y/N panted quietly, noticing this almost instantly, being able to tell this wasnt a mistake anymore.

Denki clawwed Y/Ns back, trying to bring him closer. Burying his face into Y/Ns neck, trying his best to hold back from biting.

Y/N was able to feel Denki's cock throb against his skin with each touch, the steadily increasing sticky wetness building up on his abdomen from Denki's excitement.

Denki shuddered, the sensation bringing a form of pleasure.

"O-Oh.... p-please..." Denki whimpered quietly.

He was getting so close.

Y/N moaned quietly, grabbing a firm hold of Denki's thighs, shifting the two so he could get a better angle.

Slightly picking the pace up - but not by much, they didnt want to get too loud.

That was the whole reason they were in the closet - for the extra layer of sound proofing.

"O-Oh~!" Denki moaned, relishing the effort his partner put in.

Whimpering quietly he began to hump his member against Y/Ns abdomen, also inadvertently humping down on Y/Ns dick.

Y/N giving a soft moan at this.

Denki got awfully cock stupid during sex, loosing most logic and becoming very helpless.

Not that it wasnt hot in itself.

"I-Im getting c-close.." Y/N panted.

Denki clawwed Y/Ns shirt, leaving a stinging sensation raking over his back - but not likely leaving any noticable marks.

"M-Me too..." Denki whined.

Continuing their rhythm the two were getting very close.

"F-fuck~! I-Im g-gonna~!" Denki whimpered, tugging Y/N closer. Movements getting frantic.

"Y-yeah~..." Y/N moaned, feeling the same.

"D-Denki~.... K-kiss me.." Y/N moaned gently.

Slightly increasing his thrusts.

Denki gasped loudly, one hand moving up to the back of Y/Ns head - intangling in Y/N's hair.

Denki shifted, now feverishly kissing Y/N.

Y/N kissed back just as pasionately, one hand slowly shifting up from Denki's thigh - and now slowly pushing up the back of Denki's shirt.

Then slowly up his shoulder blades, up his neck - and grabbing a gently hold of his hair.

Keeping their mouths close.

Denki shuddering and throbbing against Y/N intensely now.

A loud gasp came from Denki's mouth, back arching hard.

Moans flowing from Denki's mouth.

Y/N pushing harder into the kiss in order to keep the loud mouth silent.

Y/N could feel Denki's length throb against his skin, warm wet cum coating his skin - even getting some on his shirt.

Denki's ass tightening, Y/N moaning loudly into Denki's mouth.

Releasing his load deep inside of Denki.

By now Denki has stopped his movements, and Y/N was steadily slowing his.

To ride both of them off of their orgasms.

Until finally the two stop, pulling apart and panting for air.

The closet still feeling deathly hot.

"F-fuck..." Y/N groaned.

"Y-You.... Did... S-so good.." Denki cooed quietly, smiling lovingly despite the room being so dark neither of them could hardly see the others face.

Y/N, still panting but slowly calming down, smiled back - already knowing what his boyfriends expression would be.

After a bit Y/N pulled out of Denki, Denki finding a rag in his cluttered closet - cleaning the duo of most of the mess.

Y/N slowly and quietly sliding the closet door open, both of them shuddering at the sudden blast of 'cold' air.

Y/N pulling on his boxers, still not entirely sure where his pants were in the darkness.

Y/N knew of course he would have to help Denki clean himself up before the duo inevitably head to the showers.

Y/N quietly turned on the room light, suddenly noticing a icky feel on his stomach.

Y/N headed over to the body length mirror Denki had, lifting his shirt carefully.

Only to see his stomach was coated with slimy cum.

"Denki, you missed my whole stomach." Y/N tried to hold back a chuckle as he spoke quietly.

Denki - now staggering out of the closet, still sloppily cleaning himself up with a rag, looked at Y/N.

"Hey... I tried my best." Denki defended.

Denki walked over, to get a look at himself, Y/N grabbed the rag - cleaning himself.

"Yeah yeah.. Lets get you cleaned so we can go walk to the showers.."

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(Sorry for not posting, Ive been severly lacking inspo. Its kinda got me in a rut. But I'm gonna polish some fics up!)

(Shigaraki fic is still in the works! I promise I'm not gonna ditch it!!)

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seretoningghost · 7 months

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If I had to explain having adhd it'd be like this :

Its stupid hard. Especially when people just tell you "get better" or "your best is not good enough". Don't even get me started with getting and keeping motivation.

The absolute fact I'm able to do anything is wild, It's like I'm being split in 18ths by a log mill. My best is just that. MY BEST.

Its a mix of the old cringe saying were too many tabs are open - 18 on screen in various sizes - 6 minimized - ABOUT 10 frozen but hey, you can't actually tell because your stretched so far inbetween to check up on em all. And 4 different songs are all playing and you have no idea where its coming from.

And then imagine pong popping up on top of the whole screen completely random - not scheduled at all and there's no way to close it.

But the ball for pong - isn't the ball, its your mouse. And its your train of thought, and the tabs are your thoughts. Now thankfully god gave your jerry rigged system a sliver of hope - pong is translucent. Even better - you can interact with the tabs below.

However, with every passing second pong continues at a speed demon speed - pong will become less translucent, while that happens tabs will slowly close out until it's all gone.

Btw theres no way to beat pong, it just goes on until 'it feels like it'.. And when you click on a tab regardless of how hard you try - all other tabs will shut down instantly.

On top of that your using a shitty 4th party browser with no history - so you can't just pull up a closed tab.

So its balls to the walls or nothing. You can either accept that your going to loose all thought progress (this all usually happens when you were actually needing your brain) and just slowly feel agony as your brain is ransacked and ripped apart for all thoughts.

You can pray you can click back onto your most desired tab before it ghosts you forever.

Or you can just jump off the train and see where you land up, and build your little chaos brain kingdom there. Before pong inevitably shows back up again.

#i even PHSYICALLY unintentionally INSTINCTUALLY dart my eyes around from thought to thought trying to keep them all in focus #not joking ive been asked why my eyes do that #its like a soft lock #or even a mild factory reset like someones teasing turning the key off #adhd #adhd mood #but then noone believes me #i cant even get motivation other than at 2am like whyyy i cant do anything at 2am why am i like this #sorry about the rant #rant #yoo babe wake up new adhd pong lore dropped

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seretoningghost · 7 months

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Bakugo Katsuki x Male Reader

Warnings : Light Angst with a happy ending

Their all pro hero's now.

Y/Ns quirk is gasoline sweat.

They sweat gasoline from their palms, however the gasoline turns to water when Y/N gets over 100 feet from it or if it's 1 hour old.

He can throw it and catch it on fire, so its not exactly a explosion. A explosion of fire - perhaps - but not a explosion.

Its way easier for Y/N to ignite it when its landed upon something, but he can ignite it mid air - its just much more difficult and taxing so he doesn't do it so much.

THIRD PERSON POV

"Two hero's, two names, but practically synonymous with eachother! Both graduates of MHA, the biggest hero course in all of Japan, are here today, on our show! They've saved hundreds of lives together, stopped almost as many villains!"

"They team up almost everytime and run their own agency together! Welcome the couple heroes!... Bakugo and Y/N!!" The host happily announced.

Bakugo and Y/N walking out on stage in their full hero costumes - Y/N smiling and waving at the studio audience whom were clapping for the duo.

The two sitting down on the couch near the host.

After a little bit of banter and questions a particular question arose.

"So, many of your fans really want to know - your a couple, work together, run a hero agency together, how come you two don't share the same hero name?"

Y/N chuckled happily, Bakugo seeming unamuzed by the question.

"Well, that was Bakugo's decision actually... He got attached to his hero name - I was willing to ditch mine and share his but.. Well, despite working close together Bakugo didnt want one of us to work on a case without the other and get called "Half of", so we go by seperate names." Y/N grinned.

...

A hand with blood dripping down it could be seen laying limp atop the rubble, tattered costumal bandages running up the arm.

The dusty building rubble was surrounded by flames, the person's hand was scraped and dirtied - hardly visible through the surrounding fire.

A single shiny band of gold could be seen gleeming upon their ring finger.

...

"We're two people, no matter how close we work together we're seperate hero's with two unique quirks." Bakugo stated.

"I think it's just because of how Bakugo didnt like me in highschool, since our quirks were so similar we got compared to eachother a lot and even were asked to do the same moves as the other." Y/N added.

"Oh? You mean romance wasn't instant?"

"Oh no. Not at all. Bakugo really hated getting compared to me. So I suppose that drove a wedge between us." Y/N chuckled.

"Oh so Bakugo yelled and cursed at you often in his usual fashion?" The host giggled at that idea.

Y/N nodded with a smile.

"Almost just like how the camera's can sometimes see Bakugo yelling at me after cases, except he isn't yelling at me about what we should get for lunch."

"So, you and Bakugo are still just boyfriends as of yet?"

Y/N smiled widely.

"Yes, we are, me and Bakugo think its a bit silly to put titles on our relationship, but we do have relationship rings." Y/N beamed.

"May we see the rings?"

Y/N grinned practically from ear to ear, and held up his hand - the camera zooming in on it.

"C'mon! Show them yours!" Y/N urged happily as he full body nudged Bakugo's side.

Bakugo raised his hand up next to Y/N's, they both wore matching plain gold bands.

"Their not much but I don't exactly care for gems.." Bakugo admitted a bit sheepish.

"But their engraved inside." Bakugo added.

"Could you care to share with us whats engraved inside?"

...

The fire crackled loudly, people were coughing and crying, paramedic lights flashed as they treated and loaded people into ambulances.

But all Bakugo could hear as he ran up to 30 feet from the scene was the fire.

As Bakugo froze in place he stared, his heart pounding loudly in his chest as his body went cold.

His body broke out in a cold sweat, and for a minute even though he wanted to he couldn't move his body.

Then suddenly in a burst Bakugo began running faster than he ever had, directly towards the fire and rubble.

Loud dry panting, hot crackling fire, his chest ice cold.

Tears streaming down his face.

Bakugo desperately and frantically looked around, then he saw a hand and arm laying limply atop the rubble.

And the toe of a familiar white boot sticking out from the rubble.

Bakugo ran over, crouched down and began frantically digging.

Flinging rubble left and right, loudly crying.

...

"We'd rather not, their personal." Bakugo stated.

Y/N chuckled, hugging Bakugo from the side.

"Granted their a little silly, but their very sincere and personal to us." Y/N laughed.

"SILLY??!??" Bakugo questioned as he looked at Y/N astonished.

Y/N began laughing loudly.

...

Flinging rubble frantically behind himself Bakugo stopped, his back slowly straightening as tears fell like a waterfall from his cheeks.

His mouth hung open, his eyes wide.

There, in the rubble - head tilted back - blood both running down their face and up into their hair - face petrified in fear - was Y/N.

His eyes were closed, mouth wide open, blood dripping everywhere.

Y/N had visible serious burns running up his right arm, stopping at about his elbow - the burns running up his shoulder and a bit of his neck - his right cheek also a bit burned.

Bakugo had uncovered most of Y/N's upper torso - and then his face.

Bakugo lunged to caudle Y/N's head - but flinched, then paused, for some reason deciding against it.

He stared silently for a second, his body cold despite the fire around him.

Cold sweat dripping down his body, then he began to uncovered Y/Ns chest.

If Y/N was still breathing he would need this.

Quickly Bakugo worked his way down Y/N's body, uncovering him.

Bakugo was uncovering Y/N's shoes when the rescue team finally arrived.

Bakugo almost wanted to lunge out at them and keep them away from him as they crowded around Bakugo.

But Bakugo froze again, the men putting Y/N on a stretcher and taking him to a ambulance.

Bakugo took a second but he stood, running after them, intending to go with them to the hospital.

...

"Late last night there was a villain attack of firery orgin, of which the villain held a small apartment building hostage - and when the hero Y/N tried to save the inhabitants, the villain chose to destroy the building."

"Y/N was the only one to arrive on scene when the incident took place - he snuck in through a back window and began to quietly help the citizens leave the building. The villain found this out just before Y/N had escorted the last of them out - and collapsed a corner of the building with immense fire."

"Y/N was able to get the last family out of the way of the falling building - but in doing so became victim to the travesty."

Then the news reel cut to a helicopter footage of the rubble, Y/Ns hand barely even visible.

"His hero partner - and boyfriend being able to arrive on scene soon after the events."

Then it could be seen - Bakugo running onto scene frantically, then beginning to dig.

"The villain unfortunately was not caught by the following authorities who arrived on scene.. And Y/N is now making a slow recovery at the hospital.. The hospital has yet to disclose his status, but we have been informed that he has entered a coma.."

...

Bakugo held a bouquet of flowers tightly in his hands, his head pressed against the glass wall of Y/N's room.

Bakugo stood, his feet ached and screamed for movement - sitting - anything... But Bakugo didnt care about the pounding in his feet..

He brought a bouquet of flowers to brighten Y/N's room - hoping he would be in a more stable condition.

But Bakugo was told by the nurses that flowers aren't allowed in his room.

Bakugo's brown scarf untied, revealing the plain silver chain he wore - with Y/Ns ring upon it.

His ring had to be removed for safety reasons.

...

Far off crying, coughing, crutches creaking, wheelchair static wheels rolling over the floor with their tread.

Y/N's heart monitor beeping steadily.

...

IV drips, whimpering, farther away mumbling, labored breathing.

...

Y/Ns labored breath, he was finally able to breath without a oxegyn pump now - but his nose whistled and his throat sounded dry.

...

Clean bandages wrapped his face, scars could still be seen running out from under his bandages in spots.

Clean unmoven blanket, saleen drip - but not a stir from Y/N. Not a wince from the sting, not a shudder from the idea.

Ammonia. Bleach. It was too clean smelling, it burnt Bakugo's nose.

At first it made his eyes water and his nose scrunch, but now he just ignored it...

The floor was too clean... Too tidy.. Too squeaky when he walked or shifted...

...

At times Bakugo hated it, because it reminded him about Y/N's condition..

Y/N had a rather bad head injury, he had three broken ribs, another cracked...

Y/N's burns would be permanent, and wouldn't fade a whole lot, but the one on his face would fade a bit more than the others.

They told him that there wouldn't be serious nerve damage, just a bit of temporary damage.

Bakugo's head slid down the glass, tears falling from his face.

"Y/N.... Please get better.... I.... I need you to get better... I can't do this on my own...." Bakugo mumbled.

Bakugo stayed silent for a minute, listening to Y/N's heart monitor.

"I miss you...." Bakugo barely whimpered, his throat ached..

"I... was too late.... I could have helped... If only I had stayed with you on our last case....... But... The police needed my help and... and..." Bakugo sniffed.

Then after a bit Bakugo sniffed loudly, and rubbed his sleeve across his eyes.

Pausing and then rubbing his arm over his eyes rougher.

His eyes were already sore with how much he had rubbed them.

"I love you... You damn idiot..." Bakugo mumbled the engraving on Y/N's ring, clutching it tight to his chest.

....

It had been several weeks, and everyday Bakugo came to the hospital and sat..

Usually crying, no longer even being in the mental state to cringe at his surroundings.

Y/N was still in a coma.

But the doctors said his condition was getting more and more stable, slowly.

Buisness in Bakugo and Y/Ns agency went stagnant.

Y/N's condition still wasn't released to the public.

Most believed in Y/N's recovery..

Y/N getting seriously injured - many wondered if either would ever return.

Bakugo practically went off the map.

Bakugo didnt make statements, no appearances, nothing.

...

Bakugo had his head on the glass, his hair a mess.

Big bags under his eyes, his throat hoarse, and his clothes threw on shabily.

Then a quiet knock came from the door.

"Mr. Bakugo?" A doctor's voice called as they openned the door, peering in.

They almost thought Bakugo might be asleep.

But then Bakugo took a big deep breath, and exhaled, sitting up a bit more.

"Mr Bakugo... Your boyfriend is becoming more stable, it is very likely he will-"

"He hasn't woken up... Not once... Not even for a second...." Bakugo finished.

Bakugo held back tears.

His unamuzed face said it all, his body looking abused and neglected - it was obvious... Even from behind.

The doctor stood silent, looking over Bakugo's slumped form.

Before turning and leaving, the door softly clicking behind him.

Bakugo made no noise, just quietly cried.. Before his shoulders heaved and he sniffled loudly.

Tears pittering away at the floor quietly as they flooded.

"I miss you damnit..." Bakugo growled.

Then he heard a slightly off inhale, followed by a soft... "Bakugo..?".

...

Bakugo threw a punch.

"Try that." He grumpily retorted, punching the training dummy.

Y/N mimicked it, not landing it exactly the same.

Y/N grinned wide and laughed loudly when Bakugo growled.

Y/N rolling his shoulder - he had just gotten out of all his casts, and finished his physical therapy.

Thankfully his body healed quicker than most as a weird effect of his quirk.

That and a few breif uses of recovery girls quirk.

Bakugo tried to hold back, but was borderline yelling as he demonstrated the move again to Y/N.

Deku, Kirishima, and Denki watched nervously - unsure if that was good bedside manner.

The rest of Class 1-A - who were all gathered for a friend training sesh.

Everyone else peered over every now and then - but they knew it wasn't anything Y/N couldnt handle.

It was Y/N after all, and he was always notoriously tough.

Y/N smiled ear from ear lovingly, all the while getting yelled at from his overprotective boyfriend.

.....

This one sat in my drafts for a whillleeeee.... Ik its not like me, I know.

But I reeeeallly liked the sound and environment based detail focus I did, and it really has inspired me to put more sound and environment themed stuff in my fics to make it spicier.

This one of course focuses more on the drama than anything, I know this one wont be so popular but I like it and having it out the way with a few tweaks feels nice.

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seretoningghost · 7 months

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:D Since you guys voted - and the vote came out yes - I'm gonna be writing for FTM Tomura Shigaraki whos had top surgery!

I'm interested to write for a body part I've never wrote for before, Id also like to say that I may write more FTM pu$$y in the future, but I will still consistently make normal MxM content too! :]

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seretoningghost · 8 months

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Tamaki Amajiki x Male Reader

Warnings : SMUT

This ones more like a imagine, Idk why, I'm between finishing and editing like a douzen of works very close to postage finality.

That and Im a huge simp for Tamaki and dunno what to write with this prompt in mind... So send in dms or comments if y'all have any ideas.. :)

.... .... ....

So imagine, being fuck buds with Tamaki.

Like, Tamaki???? Of all people???? Has a fuck buddy????!????

And imagine he gets banged more than any of his sophomore buds 😵😩😎

But no, listen, its not Y/N askin for it - nah nah. Its TAMAKI.

TAMAKI STARTED THE RELATIONSHIP.

OUT OF THE BLUE EVEN-

Tamaki pulled his kohai aside one day, all shy like, and was talking to Y/N out where no one could overhear or see him.

Looking down at the ground because looking at the tall ass held back a grade male would make him pop a boner so hard, and said " y-you w-wanna um... y-you.. w-wanna f-fuck m-me? " a bit rushed.

Y/N just stares, he would have been audibly freaking out if it was anyone else - but its Tamaki. There's no way this is real.

Y/N would have blushed if it was even a slight possibility his crush meant that.

" what? did you get dared? or... hit on the head during training?" Y/N stepped close, Tamaki gulping and face going red - heart pounding in his ears as Y/N's big shoes came into view.

Y/N gently directed Tamaki's face to look up, Tamaki just blushed harder - horny circuits heating up so much they were fusing.

Y/N simply looked over Tamaki's face - checking his eyes for odd dilation, meanwhile Tamaki could hardly keep himself from falling apart.

He just asked his crush to fuck, and he didn't even ask " is this a prank? ".

" well.... I didn't see you get hurt during training... " Y/N tried to pry for a answer.

" I... I'm b-being s-serious! " Tamaki tried to firmly say - failing miserably..

Y/N's eyes went wide, still unsure, but still taken back by it.

" ..... you sure?... "

Tamaki nodded, fidgeting his leg - the warmth of horny overtaking him.

So here it was..

Tamaki months later. Still getting his ass pounded.

Laying belly down on his bed - shirt slightly unbuttoned, and meerly slid up a bit.

Tie undone, pants and boxers hanging around his left ankle.

Body covered in thin sweat.

Legs spread open - quietly moaning and gasping as Y/N's cock penetrated him deeply and stimulated his hidden pleasure centers.

Whimpering at the fabrics rubbing against his nipples and lewdly wet bellend and shaft.

Spit dribbling down his chin as his back arches - letting out a pathetic louder moan as he clutches his pillow tighter.

Moaning lovingly as he shoves his face back into his pillow.

Tamaki never fucks without a pillow in immediate face covering range.

Then there's Y/N - groaning and moaning - body dripping with sweat, giving Tamaki everything he's got.

Doing everything to Tamaki's liking - aiming for deep sweet spots, thrusting as hard as he can, going as deep as he can, slowing his thrusts occasionally because he's found out Tamaki enjoys it.

But Y/N is doing everything in his power to make his upper classmen happy - and blissed out of his mind.

Not knowing Tamaki was going sex crazy over it - falling deeper and deeper in love with Y/N.

It was like Y/N was hynotizing Tamaki with that huge cock.

But what really turned Tamaki on - was Y/N himself, his hips hitting Tamaki's ass, Y/N loosing balance occasionally...

And having to slide his hands slightly, or grip tighter on Tamaki's hip.

Letting out a excited and shocked girly moan, body tensing at each touch.

He really liked when Y/N got close - because Y/N would shift his hand on Tamaki's hip a lot.

Y/N would get more vocal - swear more, which always sounded so hot.

Having Y/N's big body looming over him, Y/N's thrusts getting a bit sloppy - yet firmer, his large warm hand gripping tighter on Tamaki's small hip - his hot breath fanning on Tamaki's back, neck and hair.

" FUCK..! " Y/N huffed between thrusts, more like a quiet grunt.

It was so hot.

Y/Ns other hand would occasionally shift on the bed, ruffling the sheets, fingers grazing Tamaki's belly.

Tamaki would get close too, body quaking, if getting plowed didn't get his close - Y/N being sexy would.

Then Y/N would crane over, chest almost rubbing against Tamaki, despite the super hot air Tamaki could still feel Y/N's radiating heat.

He almost wanted to beg for Y/N to put his body weight on him and squish him.

But by now Y/N would be groaning and swearing right in Tamaki's ear, Tamaki would be girlishly moaning into his pillow - hoping Y/N didnt notice.

" ah~.. ah~ ah~! "

Which Y/N did, with how much repetitive quick moaning - even the slap of Tamaki's ass with each thrust could distract him.

Tamaki would be rocking back and forth roughly with each thrust, enjoying feeling so small.

Then Y/N and him would cum, the condom Y/N used getting filled.

Tamaki would make a quiet " mmNnhhh- " noise as he shuddered, quietly cumming his sheets.

Soon after a little pant time, Y/N would pull out - looking Tamaki's sexy body over as he marveled in the after glow of Tamaki's sexy body..

His chest raising and lowering with soft pants as he laid there, still holding his pillow.

Y/N always wanted to go again, but felt that since Tamaki never asked for it - he didn't want it.

But Tamaki always kinda fantasized of hearing a second condom rip open while he rested.

Y/N would take off the condom, tie it up - toss it away, clean himself up - and... Well...

Always want to help clean Tamaki up... But...

Y/N tried once - had a warm wash cloth, tried to rub down Tamaki's back - Tamaki jumped, looking over his shoulder bright red.

" w-what are you d-doing..? "

Y/N explained, suddenly blushing too, frozen - and a bit scared by the sudden reaction.

Tamaki gave a small " oh... " and just looked away and didn't move.

Y/N - not wanting to step his boundries again took that as a stop.

And asked if Tamaki would like him to draw a bath.

Tamaki said no - hoping instead that Y/N would continue to clean his body.

Y/N didn't, and Tamaki saw why not - he was holding back and being wary of him.

Seems Tamaki started Y/N.

Tamaki was upset about it, but was too shy to mention anything.

So Y/N never tried again.

After cleaning himself up Y/N would leave, saying goodbye.

Now how did the two even decide when to fuck?

Tamaki would walk over, tug on Y/N's hand and simply utter " u-um... ", and Y/N would follow Tamaki to the dorms.

But imagine the first time Tamaki asked to fuck again?

Y/N thought the very first time was just a one night stand.

So when Tamaki walked up to him 4 days later - tugged on his and and stuttered.

Y/N turned and stared intently, wondering what Tamaki had to say.

It took a while of Tamaki stuttering and vaguely insinuating for Y/N to get the idea.

Y/N was almost instantly erect.

Other than approuching Y/N, Tamaki would occasionally text to meet up in one of their rooms.

Tamaki usually did this late at night when the dreadful horny struck.

Usually asking if he could sneak over to Y/Ns room.

Since Y/N agreed that he didn't care if anyone knew Y/N was fucking, but they usually fucked when no one else was in the dorm.

Tamaki would sneak over to Y/Ns room - more like just slowly walk over to Y/N's room, if anyone saw him they usually just assumed late night snack or a walk.

But little did they know that was the excited fluttery hearted walk of a man about to get his ass pounded.

Did Y/N's next door dorm-mates notice?

Occasionally they noticed Y/N fucking.

But not often, they assumed he got his cock wet occasionally, but not nearly as much as he actually did.

They were only up occasionally, that or they slept with headphones on.

It was a highschool dorm, someone was usually fucking or masturbating.

No one would have guess it was Tamaki though. Not only cause of the girly moans, just all around Tamaki's mannerism.

Ooh~! What if Tamaki was dragged into a truth or dare with class 1-A!

" c'moooon~! you only have to play threeeeeeeee rounds! " one of them would convince.

So here Tamaki was forced.

And Tamaki is a coward - and well " how bad could their truths really be anyway- "

" soooo... are you a virgin Tamaki? " Mina would ask.

Tamaki went beet red, wanting to lie and chock the blushing up to it being a embarrassing question.

" no. " he would blurt, turning even more red, it was hard to say yes when all he could remember was Y/N fucking him..

" shit... " Tamaki was done for.

He wanted to die. Right then... Right there.

He knew that everyone would take the chance to ridicule him, and bully him into spilling all the details.

Everyone seemed surprised and intrigued.

He tried to insist his 3 rounds were up before someone finally got to him, but everyone kept saying " three rounds of questions directed at you ".

Tamaki tried to refuse, and tried to just walk away - but Mina grabbed his leg and held him back.

Tamaki didn't even look back as he stood still in defeat, staring at the ground.

" ...... let me go....... " he whispered quietly.

" only if you answer one more truth! " she bargained - more like terrorist.

" ...... fine......" he had no other choice.

" who-"

" No. "

Mina had to think up a good one now, when was his last time? (Last night) Where? (Y/Ns room) Ah ha!

" how many times have you done it total? " of course she picked practically the second most personal question..

(Last time done it being the first)

Tamaki paused, actually sweating as he tried to wrack his brain for a answer.

He could just lie - but again Y/N fucked the smarts out of him, and thinking of him had the same effect.

" um.... a-actually.. I-I... I don't I-know...? " Tamaki mumbled.

Everyone's jaws dropped, they were expecting a 1.... Maybe 4.... Max 8?

Nope. Tamaki couldn't. Even. Fathom.

....

Tamaki lifted his leg out of the slack gripped Mina quickly, and sped walk away.

Eventually Y/N and Tamaki would confess their feelings... And begin a relationship - and finally come out a month after starting their official boyfriends relationship.

And Class 1-A would just stare slack jawed..

Neither of them knew why.... Until... Tamaki remembered...

He became insanely red, and said he was gonna get a snack.

So Y/N was left to hang out with his friends.

After a bit they suddenly asked " so... your who fucked Tamaki so many times he couldn't even count them? ".

.... Oh ....

.... .... ....

So Idk, I didn't know what to do at the end.... Like I always do....

But I really liked the scenario - and for a thirst its decent. B]

I have another fic you guys'll get tommorrow, for now have this.

Idk if I'll ever write this out fully? Maybe if someone suggests something good for it? Idk.

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seretoningghost · 8 months

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I'm feelin powerbottom dommy Tomura, not sure what position or... If there should be anything special like kinks or toys?

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seretoningghost · 8 months

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Tomura Shigaraki x Male Reader

Warnings : Belt play, breath play, overstimulation, masochism, light sadism (but its just Y/N enjoying the other kinks and enjoying giving them to Shigaraki)

Idk why he gives me so much inspo, I swear I have other fics in the works like Mezo and Tamaki - I swear😭

Today's Tomura's Vibe song has to be Animal by Mindless Self Indulgence.

Powerbottom Y/N

THIRD PERSON POV

Here Tomura was again, laying on the bed - legs hanging off the bed, feet planted on the ground, pants barely halfway down his thighs.

His belt ripped from its loops, and instead secured around his throat - buckled and squeezing.

Tomura's vision went hazy, tongue lolled, chin dribbling with spit.

Eyes lovestruckenly staring up at Y/N, who was moaning lovely above him - not even looking at him with the bliss from riding his poor denied cock.

Y/N kept the belt taught, listening to Tomura gasp and gargle for breath - but grinning internally as Y/N could feel Tomura's cock throb strongly with each gasp inside him.

One of Tomura's hands held tight to the fine leather belt, unable to relieve some of the tension to even sneak a breath - not like he wanted to anyways.

And his right death gripping on Y/Ns hip, fingers digging into the sexy flesh.

This time Tomura had said something along the lines of finding leadership sexy, and Y/N had to put him in his place - beneath his form.

Y/N had to make sure that despite to everyone elses knowledge - that Tomura was not in charge here.

Tomura always loved to tease Y/N - and get his very own belt used on him.

Tomura even bought a fancy belt with tightening brackets that go the full length of the belt so it could secure around his neck.

Instead of with every bounce of Y/N's hot hips - untightening slightly.

"F-Fuck..." Tomura whimpered, eyes pricking with tears, cock twitching wildly.

The dolly pink hearted cock ring around his straining cock keeping him from ejaculating right then again, just like it had all night.

Tomura knew it was fruitless to beg for release - Y/N was a real powerbottom, and didnt stop until he was satisfied.

Tomura's cock was slowly but surely getting uncomfortable - and raw, it ached and longed to fill Y/N's blazing hot tight insides with his load, but couldn't.

But he was getting more and more addicted to the sensation the more times they did this.

Tomura's eyes got a tad too murky, a soft gasp left his lips, Y/N noticed - looking down and smiling softly.

Moaning softly as he gently slowed down, giving Tomura's belt slack.

Tomura let out a long moan, taking in several panting breaths.

Both oxegyn finally running to his brain and cock - but the man is driven by the cock.

His head throbbed with the impending heavy hangover like headache for tomorrow - and he could more clearly feel the overstimulation in his limb buried deep inside Y/N.

"A-ah-...!" Shigaraki whined.

But now instead gripped tight onto Y/Ns hips, letting out soft panty "ah"s as he made shallow but rather quick thrusts up into Y/N.

Y/N grinning as he pushed his hips down into the thrusts.

Shigaraki's eyes swelled with tears, it hurt, but hurt good.

Shigaraki was at this point only being fueled by the sensation consuming and radiating from his cock.

The vessel for pleasure throbbing harshly inside of Y/N - much to Y/N's enjoyment.

"Y-Y/N~... Y/N~! I-I w-wanna cu-M!" Shigaraki was cut off as Y/N pulled taught on the belt.

Shigaraki loosing his breath and letting out a pleasured cracky squeak, cock throbbing intensely - he would have came just then.

Y/N grinned wildly, recalling how fun it was to ride him with the belt without the cock ring - Shiggy came so much when they did that, but he rarely lasted half the time the duo had been at it currently.

Shigaraki gasped lovingly, gripping tight onto Y/Ns hips, mind being consumed with the desire to pump Y/N full.

Whining animalistically Shigaraki's back arched up, chest heaving as he audibly sucked in air.

Y/N grinned, wrapping the belt around his clenched fist - his hand hardly being 6" from Shigaraki's face.

Tomura's eyes dilated to finally get his sexy hand in view - but once he did - a grin cracked on Shigaraki face.

"O-OhhhHhhhh~" Shigaraki groaned brokenly, cock throbbing again.

If his hardened nipples weren't noticable from under his black shirt before - now they were.

Shigaraki was without a doubt - if he wasn't before - in love.

Shigaraki would be slobbering over Y/N's hand gripped around the belt if it were close enough and still choking him - or be taking Y/Ns cock in his mouth.

"S-Sadist-i-ic p-puppy~" Shigaraki whimpered, tilting his head back slightly.

Y/N moaned, grinning as he leaned forward slightly, getting in Shigaraki's view again.

Tugging on the belt - Shigaraki's eyes dilated again, focusing on Y/N's face.

"Shiggy~ ohh~... Your doing s-so g-gooood for me~.." Y/N purred.

Tomura groaned weakly back, cock throbbing, the demeaning nickname got his rocks off so bad.

If he could be both complimented and degraded in one sentance with it seeming natural - he got so fucking hard.

Y/N sat up fully again, biting his lip - his own cock throbbing.

His prostate was being berated with Tomura's large size.

Y/N whimpered softly, wrapping his free hand tightly around the base of his cock - it throbbing madly in his hand.

Y/N drastically slowed, and gave slack to the belt.

"S-Shiggy~? You ready to cum baby~?" Y/N whimpered, biting his lip and shuddering.

It took a moment but Shigaraki's eyes cleared, giving a stressed loud whimper - nodding frantically.

"Y-Yea-Yeah!" He blurted raspily.

It hurt his throat to talk - but that wouldnt stop him from being verbal during sex.

His cock throbbed wildly.

"Okay~.... Hold back for me babe~.." Y/N whined, pulling off of Shigaraki's cock panting.

Shigaraki simply groaned, feeling his release get dangerously close as Y/N slowly slipped the ring strangling his cock.

But Tomura knew the punishment - he tried his very best to hold it back.

Cock throbbing with a cold pulsation as blood steadily flowed back to his red cock.

Y/N whimpered, seeing the poor sexy cock - wanting to give it a deserved stroke, but knew Tomura would burst then.

"A bit longer Shiggy~.. Your doing soooo good~...." Y/N whined, sitting down on the cock again.

Savoring each raw inch that filled his tight ass.

Finally down to the hilt, the duo panted - both of them staving off orgasm.

Y/N moaned softly, beginning to slowly bounce of Shigaraki's cock.

Y/N got to a medium pace, moaning loudly as he gripped his hand onto his cock.

"C-Cum!" Y/N moaned, instantly pulling taught on the belt.

Shigaraki groaned brokenly, dick throbbing wildly against Y/N's moving walls as he finally released his large load.

Eyes fogging over again he whimpered and moaned strained, clawing onto Y/N's hips like Y/N was the only thing keeping him alive.

Humping up into Y/Ns thrusts.

His orgasm felt like heaven, but soon another overwhelming orgasm rushed over his quivering cock.

Y/N mewling as he let go of his own cock - thick ropes of cum staining Shigaraki's shirt - even getting some on Shigaraki's cheek.

Y/N shuddering lovingly at the hot feeling seeping into him, quickly spreading throughout his insides, pooling into him.

"O-OooHhh~ agAin~!" Y/N whimpered, back arching like a slut.

Shigaraki's arching as well, as if he even heard Y/N ask, he was too long gone in pleasure.

Groaning lowly as he released another load, cock getting much more overstimulated now.

Whimpering and huffing now, out of breath as it stung - but he couldn't get enough of Y/N.

Still hard as a diamond, and throbbing wildly he kept at it.

Y/N's spine wracked with euphoria as Shigaraki kept going, moaning loudly as his cock bobbed - squirting another load messily over Tomura's shirt.

Y/N bit his tongue, groaning loudly as he grabbed tight hold of his cock - fisting his dick madly as he milked his throbbing member.

The two simply whimpered loudly and moaned, Tomura groaning loudly as he let out a orgasm laced with painful overstimulation after.

Tomura kept going however - as he was slowly softening - watching Y/N rub one more out.

Y/N moaning loudly, throwing his head back as he came again.

Shigaraki slowly pacing down as Y/Ns hips stopped moving.

Stopping - panting loudly as Y/N released his belt - his cock steadily softening inside of Y/N.

Tomura's dick throbbed wildly.

The two sat in silence, panting and enjoying eachother.

Finally Y/N sat up a bit straighter.

"You did sooooo good Shiggy~." Y/N cooed affectionately, smiling.

"Y-yeAh...." Shigaraki crackedly whispered, smiling.

"You oWe me Lots of lEMon wAter..."

"Yeah? Well your the one who buys sexy belts like these~..." Y/N grinned, teasing as he twirled the end of the belt.

Shigaraki turned red.

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seretoningghost · 8 months

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Wanted to remind everyone when requesting to specify top or bottom reader.🤠

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seretoningghost · 9 months

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Tomura Shigaraki x Male Reader

WARNINGS : LIME! BLOWJOB! Mild sizeplay(?) Small cock appreciation for Tomura😊💕. TOP MALE READER.

Haha. This one's a bit short but its cute.

Idk if you'd call this a lime cus like - blowjob? But Idk? No sex happens.

Ha- Imagine Y/N having a quirk that causes him to overheat when he uses it.

Quirk not mentioned.

(I HAD TEXT TO SPEECH READ IT BACK TO ME SINCE I WAS BUSY- AND YALL- WHY DOES IT MAKE EVERYTHING SOUND SO BAD😭)

THIRD PERSON POV

Y/N huffed, walking into the kitchen and opening the fridge.

Panting quietly as sweat dripped down his body, grabbing his waterbottle.

Tomura slugged into the kitchen, bored and not sure what he wanted to do.

He thought he'd maybe look for a snack - and oh, looks like he found one.

Grinning as he spotted Y/N, eyes gleeming mischievously.

Tomura stood beside the island table, suddenly feeling quite aroused - damn stupid horomones, no matter, as he was lucky and had a boyfriend.

Tomura arched his back slightly, sticking out his ass as he put his elbow on the countertop, propping up his head with his hand.

"Oh~? Overheating again? You know that is really some pathetic quirk you have~.. Being driven to even pass out from such a pathetic side effect~.." Tomura teased with his raspy voice, with a shit eating grin.

Knowing fully well Y/N was a important and vital member to L.O.V, and that it pissed Y/N off more than it rationally should.

...

That and Y/N could pound his ass sore in a fucking instant- a blush rose to Tomura's face, still not loosing his gusto.

It was still so entrancing to him that Y/N was bigger and stronger than him, and Y/N was immune to his quirk - so Tomura couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

Y/N, who was chugging his ice cold water, huffed - pulled his water bottle from his lips and growled.

Having heard this teasing before he was so fucking done with it.

"Shigaraki you better shut your mouth- because I swear to god if you open your mouth one more time you'll regret it." Y/N glared.

Shigaraki grinned wider, eyes glinting happily, he tried to play it off - but his body collectively shivered.

Shigaraki calmly opened his mouth, his smugness still apparent as he kept his mouth open.

...

And that's how Shigaraki ended up laying on his back on a bed - head hanging off the edge, face dripping with drool - and completely getting his mouth fucked out of it.

Shigaraki would be giggling and moaning in gleeful lust - had he space in his mouth to do much more than let out a guttural moan with each thrust.

Shigaraki most certainly didn't expect this to be his punishment - but he didnt exactly object to his empty mouth being put to use.

If anyone had asked him before this moment - Shigaraki would have asked to be fucked, but Shigaraki had never like this before experienced the sheer joy and sexual enjoyment there could be in giving a blowjob.

Shigaraki was beginning to question his ability to ever again not have something stuffing his mouth.

Shigaraki had his tongue lolled out against the topside of Y/N's cock, loud lewd blowjob and instinctual gagging noises leaving his throat.

It was messy, and that was making him so horny.

A whine leaving his throat as Y/N roughly and quickly throat fucked him.

He wanted to touch himself so bad - but each time he tried Y/N said no and moved his hand away.

Shigaraki's cock throbbed against his pants, a rock hard tent pert in his pants, his cock making a large wet spot through his boxers.

He was so close to cumming - and he wasnt even embaressed at that anymore.

Shigaraki shifted his legs again, having them propped up and bent at the knees.

He didnt care how pathetic it made him look - he wanted to cum so bad - and keep cumming, Y/N was fucking his throat so good.

His eyes were practically crossed he was so fucked out of it.

There were almost no thoughts behind his eyes.

Just one remained, cum.

Whether he came - or Y/N came, he didnt care anymore. He wanted cum.

Shigaraki slowly and feebly shifted his hand - reaching for his zipper - as if being slow Y/N wouldn't see him in the lit room.

"Shigaraki.. Stop that. I said that t-this is your punishment. You can't touch yourself." Y/N groaned.

Shigaraki shuddered, feeling Y/Ns cock fuck his throat somehow deeper - it was like all the smarts in his brain were being fucked out of him.

He moved his hand away, gripping onto the bed - his gloves really coming in handy now.

Tomura suddenly bringing his thighs together and rubbing, Y/N grinned, panting as he watched.

Tomura was being a obedient little cock slut - keeping his throat open and staying still - despite how hard Y/N fucked his throat.

It was even more cute and demeaning that Shigaraki was following his commands and instead rubbing his thighs together like a bitch in heat.

"You wanna cum so bad don't you~?" Y/N teased with a grin, he was close, he just wanted to see how easily he could get Tomura to cum.

Y/N could tell by the loud moan Shigaraki made each time he got the chance that he was affirming Y/N.

"Yeah~? Yeah~? Using nothing but my cock ramming in your throat to get off~?" Y/N whined, feeling closer than he was before.

Tomura's eyes rolled back pleasurably - not that Y/N could see at his angle.

"Alright then slut... Cum~.." Y/N purred, taking a firm grip around Tomura's throat.

Shigaraki's thighs shuddered hard, a loud high pitched whine exiting his throat.

He creamed in his pants, hard.

His cock sore and throbbing from the lack of stimulation, already shuddering from the gross feel in his pants as the wettness stickily webbed between his cock - abdomen - and boxers.

It quickly getting colder.

Y/N groaned, the sight alone of Tomura convulsing on his cock causing his to cum.

Jizz shooting into Tomura's mouth.

Shigaraki moaned pathetically, his cock feeling overstimuated by the soreness.

Enjoying the large mass of sticky cum in his mouth.

A soft shudder racking down his spine.

After a few thrusts Y/N pulled out, panting loudly.

Tomura pawwed at the cum in his mouth with his tongue, soaking in the favor before swallowing.

Dribbles of cum leaking out of the corners of his lips, but he didn't care.

"Oh my... What a good boy~..." Y/N teased with a grin, putting himself back inside his boxers - still leaving his pants unzipped, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Tomura's head.

Y/N ran a hand through Tomura's hair - Tomura letting out a soft 'ghhahh' of a sigh as he finally caught his breath.

"Your still hard~... I'll just take care of that~.." Y/N grinned, licking his lips as he leaned over.

"N-No!"

Y/N looked back to Tomura.

"I-Im just so... S-sensitive - I-I can't..." Tomura whined.

Y/N was shocked, usually Tomura had a high libido and was ready to go at practically any time.

Y/N smirked, and cooed.

"I'll be gentle.. I promise~..." Y/N said as he leaned closer - undoing Tomura's zipper.

"A-Ah... N-No- please... Y-Your tongue is just so-"

Y/N wide swipe licked Shigaraki's cock from tip to base.

"W-Warm! A-a-and b-Big!" Shigaraki shuddered - cock twitching wildly against Y/N's tongue.

Shigaraki shifted on the bed whining as his cock ached against Y/Ns tongue.

"Such a big messy load this time~..." Y/N praised, gently lapping against the side of Tomura's cock.

"P-Please..." Tomura whined, looking at the ceiling.

He didn't know if he was asking for more, or begging for Y/N to stop.

But Y/N didn't pay heed, Tomura knew his safe word.

"I think this might be your biggest load yet~.." Y/N cooed as he happily licked another broad stripe on Tomura's cock.

"b-big..." Tomura squeaked - feeling Y/N's large tongue swipe against his member.

"I'm not big, your just small.. Just like your cute handsome cock~.." Y/N purred, gently taking hold of Shigaraki's base with his index and thumb - tilting his cock to lick at the topside.

Y/N always loved Shigaraki's 3-4" cock, easily being able to envelope him in his warm mouth and get whines out of him - pleading how it was too warm or stimulating.

Y/N was standardly a big guy already - but something about the exaggeration between their sizes was super hot.

Y/N opened his mouth wide - making unnecessarily lewd wet noises - spit webbing between his teeth and tongue.

Y/N was horny all over again, he wasn't hard - but even if he did get hard it would be enough to just please his lover.

Y/N made sure to flatten out his tongue as he licked stripes across Tomura's pelvic section - making his tongue as wide as possible as he lapped up the thickening cum.

Once that was all done now he just had to finish off Shigaraki's cock.

"Juuust a bit moooore~.." Y/N teased with a grin, opening his mouth noisily wide.

Shigaraki's cock twitched - before Y/N knew it Shigaraki's hands were intangled in his hair - pushing him down roughly.

Holding his head in place as Tomura fucked his mouth hard and frantically - his hips bucking up forcefully.

Y/Ns body getting hotter at how sexy it was, pushing down and doing his best to suck and swirl his tongue.

Shigaraki was huffing and whining frantically, his cock throbbing and aching from abuse - but Y/N's mouth felt so warm and soft and so good.

Shigaraki didn't care how desperate or premature it seemed - Y/N was just so hot and he wanted to cum so bad.

Letting out a sudden moan he threw back his head - Y/N placing a hand on Shigaraki's hip as his back arched.

Y/N making sure to lean in even further and lap up Shigaraki's load.

Y/N pulled off with a pop once Shigaraki had rode off his high, grinning as he looked at Shigaraki.

"Satisfied~?"

Shigaraki was panting softly, but he shifted his gaze to Y/N - seeing Y/N grin - with cum dribbling down his chin.

"Would you stop doing that!" Shigaraki whined - covering his face as he blushed.

"Doing what~?"

"Leaking cum and spit on purpose!" Shigaraki groaned.

Y/N chuckled.

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seretoningghost · 9 months

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Tamaki Amajiki x Male Reader

Warnings: SMUT.

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