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LISTWN TO ME I JUST READ YOUR TAMAKI ANGST AND YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE SO FICKING GOOD??

A she falls but he falls harder

Reader finally gets over it and stops coming, moving on and focusing on herself, and he notices and starts realizing how he took her for granted

And then its him that's loosing his mind and shit like that. Dude. Dude. I'm loosing my MIND you write so well

first of all ty for the compliment >< so glad u liked it im blushing and giggling!! secondly im not sure abt the reader completely abandoning tamaki's side (i love being delulu), but i do have smth else in mind that's kinda similiar n i hope its satisfactory :3 i changed only a minor part from the og :P i wanna make this a small series..... maybe like 3-4 parts.. anw this is pt 1

☀︎｜tamaki x female reader. almost 4k words. continuation of this. ure sick, yamada hinata & aoko r just some ppl i made up for the plot, tamaki's pretty stupid n emotionally unintelligent, lots of feelings and background information, y'all r childhood friends, there's like one 4th wall break but i thought it was kinda funny so i kept it

you weren't a fan of february.

allergy season was your absolute worst, the wheezing and coughing sucking the life out of you as you struggled to change out of your clothes to get the day started. you didn't sleep much, interrupted constantly by your sore throat aching and squeezing.

sure, it's just hay fever to everyone else, but for a young woman who carried around an inhaler, it's hell. well, almost hell.

what was truly hellish wasn't the fatigue or the sneezing, but your mum dragging you back in the house and forbidding you from going to school until you're well enough to study again. how were you supposed to keep up with chemistry class if you skip?

not that your parents cared for your grades; they knew you could just enter whatever field you wanted with the connections your family held, but it felt nice to be awarded for working hard.

after your personal maid let out a small "pardon me, miss" and carried you back to bed, you realised that the feeling your soft quilt hugging your cold limbs would never be beaten by the jacket you desperately clung on to warm yourself in p.e - which just so happened to be your first period that day and you were dreading it.

"i'll be making you some tea, miss. would you like to breakfast now?" your maid's quiet voice addressed you, hoping you'd just sleep the illness off as you usually did so she could rest too.

to be fair, you weren't a very easy master to please, so could you blame her?

"i'll breakfast la-" a cough and some wheezing "-i'll breakfast later, bring some english breakfast with a slice of lemon." you said nothing else, instead focusing on calming your throat that seemed to intensify in soreness. "a pastille too."

"understood my lady, i'll be right back." she bowed and excused herself from your room, ignoring your groans of annoyance as you buried your face into the pillow.

"damn it." you muttered and extended your hand to grab your phone from your bedside table. unlocking it with the passcode (because you weren't in the mood to lift your head and let your phone scan your face) you squinted as the light mode of a social media app hit your eyes harshly, forcing you to use muscle memory to lower the brightness to its minimum.

you scrolled through, liking your friends' private posts and decided to message one of them.

yn.spam: gm dude, i cant come to school today cus im sick. can u do me a favour n tell aoko to give me her notes? she never looks at her messages.

with your phone back on the table to wait for a response, you lied back comfortably and closed your eyes, because as much as you wanted to watch something on netflix or play a video game, you didn't want to make things worse for yourself.

you grew impatient for the cup of tea your maid was brewing, rotating between wheezing, checking your phone and staring at the ceiling. it seemed like the seconds weren't passing by at all.

soon enough, your maid comes back with some fancy tray carrying a kettle, your favourite mug (the one your daddy drank from when you were a little girl before your parents divorced), a tiny plate with some lemon slices and a small box of pastilles as throat medicine.

you didn't thank the woman when she helped you sit up, nor when she stayed by your side to make sure you didn't choke between coughs and burnt yourself with the hot liquid. just as you took your first sip, your phone lit up to show your friend's response.

thatguyhinata: Ayooo gppd morning. Sry to hear tht. Sure if I see her I'll telm her.

the irises in your eyes rolled upwards at the boy's typos that irked you every time, completely ignoring how he didn't wish for your recovery.

yn.spam: thanks yamada

you never used any of your circle's first names, which your mum always found weird.

'you sure these are your friends, darling?' she would ask often, and your response would always be the same:

'yeah mum. leave me be.'

only tamaki had ever felt close enough to be called by his first name.

after swallowing your medicine, you dismissed the older woman standing over you and pulled your quilt over your quivering form again.

"gods, please let this be over soon."

...

well.

...turns out, you gotta be much more specific with what you ask of gods, because they might not have the same understanding of the word 'soon'.

here you are, three days later, with your allergy having been combined with a virus that'd been going around, intensifying your asthma symptoms and raising a high fever, making your mother and doctor ban you from walking into ouran.

halfway throughout the day, you realise what had been completely slipping your mind while your lungs were occupied inhaling abnormally.

"i have an appointment today!" you exclaimed with wide eyes, raising from the bed like lazarus from his grave.

"...?" the new maid next to you didn't say anything, she was clearly concerned. after some seconds of you overthinking something, she spoke up. "you have no other doctor's appointment today, my lady. he just left 10 minutes ago."

you shook your head quickly, ignoring the dizziness brought by your fever "bring me my phone," the girl was puzzled "now!"

bowing a quick apology, she rushed to your desk and handed you your phone with both hands, not daring to look up. you disliked new maids; they were inexperienced and annoying, but scolding her would have to wait.

"damn it, damn it, damn it!" you murmured under your breath and tapped furiously on your phone, trying to find where the hell you'd written kyouya's business e-mail address.

you had it saved as every other client of the host club had, but you had never actually used it, not once.

you never missed an appointment, and always booked the next one tete-a-tete with the black-haired manager. if you became a no-show without prior notice, wouldn't that look bad? would it annoy kyouya and he wouldn't accept you in the club again?

well no, but you had the habit of overthinki-

'would it annoy tamaki?'

you groaned and murmured to yourself - had you deleted it? maybe it was in your notes app and you erased it? was it on your old phone from a month ago?

"find an e-mail for me." you ordered the maid who looked up at you perplexed, but carried out the order nonetheless.

the girl was embarrassed when she found out her master was asking for a host's email, wanting the earth to swallow her when she dialed the ouran academy's number. 'the stuff i do for money..' she thought and prayed her family never found out.

it wasn't a long process to retrieve the address, but what was, was the rant hitting the maid's ears when your overthinking about what to write left your mouth at incredible speeds.

"should i say i'm sick? but he already knows that- he's in my class! maybe tell him to give my time to another girl? no wait, he would do that anyway... or after i apologise, i'll say that, like, something came up- but that's not believable enough... ugh!" you buried your face in your pillow and, unbeknownst to you, your new maid's eye was twitching in annoyance.

she understood now why your personal maid took the week off just when you got sick - not that she understood how and why your mum allowed it though.

(it's because you can be insufferable and she gets it.)

"my lady, may i help?" the girl let out, clearing her throat when you lifted your head from the pillow. "i can write the e-mail myself, please focus on resting."

after some convincing, you gave in.

and so 10 minutes later, back at ouran, kyouya's phone let out a ting! with your full name on the notification. he'd already guessed you wouldn't show up to your appointment considering you hadn't come to school in three days, and already had someone to fill your place but left it for the last moment in case you did show up.

why? well you were ln yn, and it was painfully obvious you were smitten with his best friend, though he could say it was a bit different from the rest of the clientele.

probably due to the fact that you'd known tamaki for much longer than kyouya had. and yet tamaki didn't seem to have the same fascination with you.

he remembers when he first met you, when he'd heard that you were spoiled rotten and weren't even planning to enroll in ouran until tamaki did. you simply transferred to be with the boy.

literally everyone knew of ln yn's almost freakish obsession with suoh tamaki, except for the victim himself.

so imagine his surprise at the strictly professional e-mail he'd received from you, where not a single mention of your host was included. weird.

after glancing at the french boy in the seat next to him eating his bowl of some-sort-of-commoner-convenience-store lunch, kyouya quickly typed a response and informed the next girl in line that a spot was open 'for tamaki's hosting services at 15:35'.

"one of your appointments cancelled due to a personal issue. we'll have someone else fill it." kyouya told tamaki, just as stated in the e-mail, even though it was pretty clear you were sick, and he couldn't figure out why you'd lie.

"hm? oh, okay!" the brunet smiled and went back to devouring his meal, not thinking much of kyouya's words.

kyouya pondered if he should tell him the client was his loyal friend yn, who would never skip out on seeing tamaki, but he stopped himself, curious as to how it would all play out.

eh, if the twins could have fun, so could he.

"oh! haruhii! daddy's here!"

the hours passed so slow you were almost convinced time was frozen when you weren't glancing at the clock on your laptop.

the drama you'd been watching started to lose its interest after presenting the third plot twist in a row, annoying you with all the plot holes it left gaping.

sipping on your green tea (you'd been drinking tamaki's recommendation, pomegranate, only to throw all of it in the trash when you heard he gave the same advice to haruhi), you paused the show and sighed in absolute, tyrannical boredom.

by now you'd normally have finished your classes and walked to music room #3, your favourite among them all.

you'd be welcomed by a host and walked to a sofa to wait for your appointment, ignoring any other girl in the waiting area trying to pick a conversation with the middle child of the ln family.

and soon enough you'd be approached by your one and only taking your hand in his and kissing it to greet you, with his blue eyes staring up at you innocently like a man in love; a look he gave to any woman nowadays, it was second nature to him.

you got lost in them so often, he sometimes dared to ask you if you didn't enjoy his company and that's why you spaced out so much.

preposterous.

you? disliking tamaki? how could he think that after all these years you spent playing together, with you transferring to his school for his sake, swallowing your pride and becoming the client of a host for him?

truly an absurd notion.

currently, however, you weren't in the host club. you were just a girl with a bunch of germs crawling everywhere around her room, unable to go out and see the man of her dreams kiss her cheek and tell her to 'get well soon'.

speaking of, your mum grew increasingly concerned when she noticed the lack of communication between you and tamaki. you were always attached to his hip like some sort of koala, and the fact that you hadn't reached out to him to inform him of your illness personally so he could visit you made her worry.

but it was only natural that you'd suspect you were being an annoyance to tamaki once you began to notice his eyes shift from you to the newest host a couple of months prior. he'd been a petit brunet boy. a first year who was friendly and of lowly origin. you didn't think much of it.

at least not until the day hikaru asked if you could fetch something he forgot in the back room, completely ignorant to the fact that haruhi had come to the club early that day to ask for another uniform because she'd been accidentally thrown water at by two classmates of hers being stupid.

so when you opened the curtain and saw a small-sized girl with only her panties on desperately trying to hide herself from you, it didn't take more than a couple of seconds to put two and two together.

tamaki wasn't fascinated by the commoner errand 'boy' turnt host.

he wanted her.

you closed the curtain, giving the girl her privacy back and muttering an curt apology, "sorry." before deciding that hikaru would have to get his things himself.

neither haruhi nor you spoke about it again, and she never snitched to the host club about your discovery of her sex.

you liked to pretend it never happened, and that it never changed anything. but just like with tamaki, pretending doesn't go anywhere. the hints were there. his furiously blushed face when he stared at her, his protection of her when the twins teased her, his demands for kyouya to do things for haruhi because she'd like it, not even because she'd asked - well, the stage of denial didn't last long.

shortly after came anger. pure, unexplainable rage and envy. the fourth of the deadly sins was soon rushing through your veins like a drug you couldn't get clean from. 'why her?' you would ask in your rampages.

you couldn't figure it out, and you couldn't ask anyone either, because as infuriated as you were, hurting haruhi by revealing her identity wasn't on your to-do list.

not because you were a good person, god no.

rather, if tamaki knew you hurt his precious daughter - you barfed - like that, who knows if you'd see him again?

and so came the bargaining stage, with your rage never leaving your blood stream, of course. being petty was always one of your main personality traits, one that tamaki would often point out.

what did fujioka haruhi have that ln yn didn't?

'nothing.' you muttered to yourself.

nothing.

nothing?

could you be absolutely sure?

you didn't see her much outside of the club, and there were a couple of times you'd heard the hosts hung out together.

maybe they had a moment? or two, three?

perhaps it was high time you stopped bothering him. perhaps then he'd realise you were the one.

that's why your texts to him had much lessened, coming to a complete stop after roughly two months of your self-doubt and insecurities getting the best of you. so did your occasional visits to his house for studying. you'd even stopped wearing the perfume he got you as a birthday present last year, even though you couldn't find another scent that fit your tastes the same way.

despite your attempts at catching his attention, the bubbling fury in your chest rose once again when you realised that maybe tamaki didn't care about you at all.

he texted you as much as you texted him, he hung out with you only when you asked, and when he came closer to you and noticed the change in your scent, he went: "different perfume, princess?"

and while normally you'd be ecstatic at him noticing, your happiness was immediately destroyed when "the other one was a little old fashioned, good thing you moved to something more fresh."

why couldn't he say what he would have said had he been in an otome game, something among the lines of: 'did you wish to match mine?' or something cheesy like that? ...was your scent not to his tastes?

'did he forget his skills from hosting or what?' you whined.

consequently, now that you were sitting around doing nothing to reach out to tamaki or any of your 'friends', your mum couldn't help but take her phone in her hands to call her friend hitachiin yuzuha.

back in the pink room that is the host club, today's rendezvouses seemed to be going by awfully quickly for tamaki.

in the couple of minutes of break he had between the end of this rendezvous and next the one to come, he quickly found his phone from his back pocket and went over his schedule sent by kyouya.

your name had been crossed out and replaced with another one he recognised, another regular guest of his. he raised his eyebrow at that.

he lifted his head and looked for the shadow king.

"hey, kyouya?"

"hm?" kyouya didn't bother to look up from his laptop, furiously typing god-knows-what.

"why's yn's time gone?" he asked innocently in a curious voice that had you heard, you'd be swooning over.

"i told you, she cancelled due to personal business," his answer was straight-forward "although it's probably because she's ill."

ah, that makes sense, you were the one that cancelled.

wait, huh?

"what do you mean she's ill?" his eyebrows furrow a bit and he cocks his head to the side like a cute dog who doesn't understand anything its owner says.

"what do you mean, 'what do i mean'? she's been absent since monday because she's not feeling well, and she won't come today either. pretty simple." kyouya finally looked up at tamaki with a strange expression on his face. "has she not told you?"

tamaki shook his head a bit, "uhm.. no, not really." and tapped his phone again to check his messages on multiple social media apps to make sure he wasn't missing anything. his emails were empty too, only some spam from a newsletter page that he never bothered to cancel his subscription from.

"how do you know?" he questioned kyouya, but before he could answer, "no wait, don't answer that, you creep. of course you know." he sighed.

after some seconds of quiet thinking, "why didn't you tell me?" tamaki continued his questioning.

"everyone already knows, my lord." an awfully familiar voice butt in making the french boy turn his head around, resting his hand on his waist.

the voice belonged to kaoru, who had his arm wrapped around his twin's shoulders. seems like they also just finished with an appointment.

"what does that mean? who's 'everyone' and why am i not included?" tamaki crossed his arms, feeling kind of left out.

"that guy hayato or whatever who hangs out with yn and her friends was telling someone and we overheard." hikaru shrugged in unison with his doppelganger.

honey's soft voice entered the chat. "you mean hinata-kun? yn-chan's friend? yeah, he told me when i asked where yn-chan is because i thought she forgot to bring the candy she promised." he quickly grabbed a piece of cake from the fridge near where kyouya had been sitting and left the room swiftly.

huh, how convenient for him to enter for the plot.

"and why's it that you two evil bastards didn't bother to tell me?" tamaki exclaimed in disbelief, pointing a finger at the both of them. how could they? his precious childhood friend was sick at home and he didn't know?!

"sorry milord-" kaoru announced with his shoulders still raised, "-but you're always talking to yn-" hikaru joined, "-how were we supposed to know you're not asking her about her well-being?" they delivered the finishing blow together.

what were these lame jerks insinuating? 'not asking about her well-being'? what did they know? just as he went to respond with his usual barking, he stopped himself to instead text you on his own for the first time in a while. not that he noticed.

the twins looked at their king with a confused and weirded-out expression on both their faces, before glancing at each other and shrugging again, already disinterested. kyouya had long gone back to his work and so the twins walked to an empty sofa in an almost isolated area of the club, lying on top of one another to give a nice view to whichever client was into it.

about six minutes of pure silence passed between the two before kaoru's phone buzzed; a text from his mum.

the twins read the text simultaneously, with hikaru raising an eyebrow at its contents. they looked back at the slender boy texting you on his phone at the other end of the club, confused about his behaviour.

"seriously...?" hikaru quietly asked kaoru, referring to the text, only to be met with the other's puzzled expression.

as for the half-and-half boy, his fingers were anxiously tapping kyouya's table and awaiting your response to his message.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: Hey darling! Is everything alright? I heard you didn't come to school because you're sick. I thought you just didn't feel like coming. Why didn't you tell me?

he didn't know you let out a deep sigh at his text, even if it was three days late. it gave you hope - false hope. that he'd started to pay attention to you again. maybe being distant worked-

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: want me to come over?

the question felt natural to him, you always visited his home but seldom did he ever visit yours. since you were sick, it made sense that you wouldn't come over this time.

yn>.< : arent u busy rn tho lol

your name on his phone had obviously been put there by you, his choice of emoji had been party hat for some reason.

"be serious, what does that even mean, tamaki?" you'd asked him one day during a break from your studying in his room.

"you don't like it..?" he pouted like usual and you rolled your eyes.

"here. that's better." you handed him his phone back with a new 'yn >.<' as your contact name.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: I can just come after club activities.

wait, he was actually coming? after two months of your only contact being through your rendezvous? it worked?! it actually worked?!

you thought of how to answer him.

at your lack of fast response, tamaki thought of ways to help you feel better through your illness.

'aha! eureka!' tamaki's head echoed.

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: I'll bring some commoner snacks we can enjoy too! Commoners have incredible food to help alleviate illness!

tamakiii ♥♥♥♥: What are you even sick with, anyway?

of course.

commoner food, of course.

haruhi's food.

yn>.< : lol no its fine i dont want u to get sick. ill just c u at sxhool yn>.< : school* yn>.< : doc said its just a cold but yk w my asthma n shit

tamaki was thoroughly disappointed with your response, what did you mean 'you didn't want him to get sick'? you'd never cared if you caught his cold.

his heart raced with worry, and he decided he would stop by anyway. knowing his next appointment was approaching, he speed walked over to the newest host.

"haaaaruuhiiiiii!" he waved his hand to her and her two clients, smiling widely with all of them smiling back at him.

"yeah? what is it, senpai?" haruhi looked up at him from her armchair.

"sorry to intrude-" he runs his hair through his locks - an action that you told him the ladies would swoon over, "-but i was wondering, do you have any recommendations for commoner food that sick people can eat?"

"...are you serious?"

#ohshc #ohshc fanfic #ohshc x reader #fanfiction #ouran high school host club #ouran host club #tamaki x reader #tamaki suoh x reader #tamaki suoh #light angst #x reader #suoh tamaki

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domxmarvel · 1 year

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3K follower Boba shop event-My hero academia edition

Inspo:bestbakubros

Guidelines

Start: March 1st 2023 End: March 20 2023

Please submit all request in the form of asks

Order:

Size

Base

Flavor

Topping

Dessert

Please let me know what gender or pronouns you want for the reader

(Click to zoom in.If you're having difficulty reading anything you can find them in text format under the cut)

Size:

Small-Headcanon

Large-Imagine

Base:

Milk tea-fluff

Green tea-angst

fruit tea-Smut

Flavor:

brown sugar-Shoto todoroki

Matcha -Izuku midoriya/Deku

Strawberry-Mina ashido

Green Apple-Tsuyu asui

Orange-Tenya Iida

Lemon-Denki kaminari

Lychee-Eijiro kirishima

vanila-Mezou shoji

Plum-Kyouka Jiro

Peach-Momo Yaoyorozu

Taro-Tamaki Amajiki

blackberry-Fumikage Tokoyami

Mocha-Dabi/Toya todoroki

Watermelon-Himiko Toga

blueberry-Tomura Shigaraki

Mango-Hawks/Keigo takami

Coffee-Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead

Caramel-All might/ Toshinori Yagi

Banana-President mic/ Hizashi Yamada

Pudding (flan)-Fatgum/ Taishiro Toyomitsu

Lavender-Hitoshi Shinso

acai-Gang orca/Kugo Sakamata

Coconut-Mirko/rumi Usagiyama

Passion Fruit-Vlad king/Sekijiro Kan

Raspberry-Mei Hatsume

Topping:

Boba-Gender neutral

Popping boba-Female

Jelly-Male

Dessert:

Croissants- “You look really good in my clothes”

Pie- Short quick kiss,followed by pulling them in for a longer kiss

Macarons- “I love you”

Éclair-“You’re the most beautiful being on the earth”

Cannoli-hero x villain

Tarts-“Come back to bed”

cheesecake- "why did you do that?" "Because I love you!"

Sponge cake-“You’re the only person I want to spend my life with”

Brownie-Cuddling

cake pop-Sick

S’mores-Birthday

Strawberry Shortcake-“This reminded me of you”

Gingerbread-“Can I kiss you?”

Honey Bun-“I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

Churro-“You promised!”

Cinnamon Twist-Praise

Cookie Dough-Patching them up

Cotton Candy-Wedding

Caramel Apple-“You lied to me” “I did” “You told me you loved me” “I do”

Caramel Popcorn-spy

Carrot Cake-Fake dating

Cookie Sandwich-“What if someone sees us?”

Waffle-only one bed

Crepe-“I’ve never kissed someone before”

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nauticalnova · 5 days

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Hope I'm not a bother. Could I request a OHSHC oneshot for Ritsu Kasanoda x reader where the reader walks in to the host club and sees Ritsu in the cat maid outfit? Kinda like how Tetsuya did but reader is super in love with it and obsessing over him? I love cat maid Ritsu

Note : I love Ritsu he's one of my favs <3 <3 Tsundere baby <3 <3 And once again, I suck at dialogue. I'm sorry about this being late, I'm still sore from swimming I did yesterday :( enjoy!!

The situation escalated so fast it wasn't even funny.

To Ritsu at least. Hikaru and Kaoru were, of course, laughing their asses off, but not Ritsu.

This was certainly not how he envisioned today going when he initially approached Haruhi for advice. He didn't want to deal with the nonsense of the host club again, but Haruhi was sensible enough, so he thought it would be fine to ask her what exactly to do to win your affection. Sure, he had a gaggle of girls following him, and many guys giving him advice on how to make a move ever since he expressed a little bit of a crush for Haruhi (which he, of course has since gotten over), but he still has no idea how to talk to people without sounding like he's going to beat their ass. Especially you.

Whenever you talk to him, he ends up sounding like he's going to punt you into the ocean, and despite how unconvincing he sounds with his face red enough to nearly blend his hair into his face, he still thinks you hate his guts.

So he approaches Haruhi, who effortlessly flirts and talks to the girls she entertains everyday.

"So um... Fujioka, I just wanted to ask...," he begins awkwardly, his expression a very convincing emulation of someone sucking on a lemon.

"What's up Kasanoda?"

Haruhi, as usual deems his nonsense slightly less nonsensical than that she has to put up with everyday, and gives him her full attention.

"I was wondering since you do the host club stuff everyday, do you have any tips?"

"OF COURSE WE'LL HELP YOU!!!," yells out Tamaki, leaping out of whatever bush or pillar he was hiding behind still as overdramatic as ever.

"uh no that's okay-"

"Poor Bossa Nova, trapped in the throes of longing! Dont worry, we'll guide you to your life of romance!"

And so began his next hour of torture (again). From trying to teach him to say the cringiest lines, to dressing him "more elegantly", they finally arrived at this conclusion.

A pretty little dress, frilly apron, thigh highs with dainty little bows and a delicated pair of cat ears adorned Kasanoda's head. He was this close to decking the twins laughing it up behind him.

"QUIT LAUGHING! GET THIS STUPID THING OFF OF ME!!!"

Which of course, does nothing against the notorious teasing streak of the Hitachin twins. And then...

"Kasanoda?"

He freezes. Oh god, not this. Anything but this. As if being forced into this frilly, cat maid uniform monstrosity wasn't bad enough, you had to see. He can't even try to begin to justify this.

Except...you don't say anything. When he hesitantly meets your gaze, the only emotion present on your face is complete adoration, dotted with warmth in your cheeks.

You're just as speechless as him in this situation, yet for another reason entirely.

"You look...gosh, you really look so cute!!!"

You finally squeal, and run up to him, your smile so wide and bright it might end up blinding anyone who has the fortune of looking. And yet, the only thing Kasanoda can say, is a deep profound "Huh?!", from the deepest reaches of his soul.

"Yeah! Just look at you, you're really pulling this off so, so well!!"

Well then. That's more than a little unexpected. Kasanoda smiles slightly. Maybe this day wouldn't be so bad after all.

#ohshc x reader #kasanoda x reader #ritsu kasanoda x reader #ouran x reader #gn reader

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ao3feed-izch · 4 months

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What Would Mha characters do during (Here)

by HoneyyBunn

This book is a one-shot book full of wholesome and slightly unwholesome content. Any character, any ship (No minor x adult or crimes)! This is also a reader insert book so feel free to give y/n prompts!

Words: 116, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Yaoyorozu Momo, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Jirou Kyouka, Asui Tsuyu, Uraraka Ochako, Toga Himiko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Ashido Mina, Iida Tenya, Aoyama Yuuga, Ojiro Mashirao, Kouda Kouji, Satou Rikidou, Shouji Mezou, Sero Hanta, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hagakure Tooru, Mineta Minoru, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Monoma Neito, Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri (My Hero Academia), Toogata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Iida Tenya/Uraraka Ochako, Jirou Kyouka/Yaoyorozu Momo, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Amajiki Tamaki/Toogata Mirio

Additional Tags: Reader-Insert, Manga & Anime, Fan Comics, Sad, Fluff and Angst, Angst, Lemon, Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hugs, Oneshot Prompts Challenge, Late Night Conversations, Sleepy Cuddles, Morning Cuddles, Sleepy Kisses

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52543363

#ao3feed #dekuraka #izch #izuku midoriya #izuocha #ochako uraraka #ochadeku #auto

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emmaelix · 2 years

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Blood Splatters; Bakugo x Fem! Reader Chapter Two

I DO NOT OWN MHA THE ANIME OR THE MANGA. NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE MINE EXCEPT FOR Y/N. MEMES ARE NOT MINE.

Full Title: Blood Splatters: Bakugo Katsuki X Fem! Reader Chapter Two

This is now officially a series. I have changed it slightly, but yes, this is inspired by the leak.

Y/n: Your Name. Y/L/N: Your Last Name Y/H/C: Your Hair Color. Y/E/C: Your Eye Color. Y/S/C: Your Skin Color

Ships in This Series: Katsuki Bakugo X Reader/ You, Kirishima X Mina, Deku x Uraraka, Mineta X Trash

Your Quirk: You're basically Mic but with quieter powers. Your quirk is called Megaphone, it allows you to yell at amplified levels. The only problem? You can lose your voice very quickly.

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Previously on Blood Splatters: “Katsuki!” Y/n’s screams quickly grew in volume thanks to her quirk. But how could she not scream in terror? Her boyfriend lay on the ground, blood covering his mouth. And he wasn’t breathing.

Green tiles lined the hallway, with white walls and a cleaner that smelled like oranges and lemons. Y/n walked out of the room with Mina behind her. “Come on, Mina, let’s go get some food.”

‘Good. Megaphone and Pinky are out of the picture. Red Riot is asleep. Kill Dynamight now, finish the job.’

Himiko Toga nodded as she heard the message from her superior and morphed back into Takami Kelsa.

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Y/n and Mina walked back to Bakugo's room in fairly good spirits, having gotten themselves some snacks and talked over their situation. Y/n noticed the door was slightly ajar.

"Kelsa must be in there. Let's go see if she needs anything," Y/n said as she walked into the room, only to see Kelsa draining Bakugo of blood and stopping his IV with her pinched fingers.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Y/n yelled to the nurse as she turned around. But instead of the kind face of Takami Kelsa Y/n saw a half-morphed Himiko Toga. "Ah!" She screamed, pushing Mina behind her.

Kirishima bolted awake to see Toga still holding onto Bakugo's IV. "Hey! Let go!" He said, and pulled the IV bag off of the stand and into his hand, forcing Toga to let go.

"Get away from my boyfriend!" Y/n yelled as she threw herself onto Toga, pushing her down onto the ground. Mina ran out into the hallway, her face turning into a mask of the serious hero she could be.

"Doctor!" Mina yelled, then ran to the elevator to go get either Lemillion or Suneater.

By the time the doctor had arrived with a policeman Y/n had tied Toga's hands and then bound her to a chair, with Kirishima standing watch. Y/n's hair was slightly messed up and her lipstick was smudged around the inner corners but she looked fine otherwise.

Suneater walked calmly into the room with Mina following behind him. "I have this from here, officer," Tamaki said as he nodded to the policeman and used a tentacle to grab the chair Toga was tied to.

"I'll get you a new chair," Tamaki said to the visibly frustrated doctor as he walked out with Toga and the chair.

"I am so sorry, Miss Megaphone, we were not aware of Himiko Toga's presence within our hospital. We are terribly sorry and will do anything to repay you," No wonder this place had been named after Izuku. All the doctors were just like him!

"It's okay, mistakes happen doctor..." Y/n trailed off as she tried to remember the doctor's name.

"Suzuki, Miss Megaphone."

Y/n nodded as she began to think in her head.

Why would someone want Toga to kill Bakugo? They obviously had connections to the LOV, but who, exactly? Were they trying to pick off heroes randomly one by one, or were they planning the attacks?

"Y/n/n, Mr. Aizawa is here," Mina said, smiling lightly.

"Y/l/n," Shota Aizawa said as he walked into the hospital room.

"Mr. Aizawa! Please, sit down," Y/n said, gesturing to the last two remaining chairs in the hospital room. She glanced at Bakugo and decided to move her chair a bit closer to her boyfriend.

Y/n stroked Bakugo's surprisingly soft hands as she listened to what Aizawa had to say.

Aizawa sighed. "We think the League is targeting powerful new heroes. Midoriya's home was broken into last night. Thankfully he was on patrol at the time, so he wasn't hurt, but Uraraka and their cat were both at home. Uraraka is currently in the room beside this one."

"Oh no! Will Ochaco be alright?"

"Yes, Ashido, she should make a full recovery. I came here to warn Kirishima, but I think he may have figured it out already. You two should be on your guard as well," Aizawa said, smiling slightly (as much as he ever has, that is), and nodded to Kirishima as he left.

"We need to be on our guard. They could come for us at any time," Mina said, and her serious demeanor shocked Y/n for a second before she composed herself again.

"You're right. I think we should take rounds watching the room. Two people go about normally, with one guard. I'll take the first watch."

Chapter Two is now finished! We're finally getting into the meat of the plot, chapter one was basically filler, lol.

#bakugo x reader #bakugo has soft hands #fight me #mha #my hero acedamia #angst i think #badly written action scenes are par for the course here

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ratsoks · 2 years

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requesting rules / boundaries | bnha

when i say that requests are closed, that means that no requests will be taken at that time. it may be because i'm overwhelmed, i have too many, i have something going on in my life, or i'm just plain burnt out / facing writer's block. please be patient for updates and wait for your request to come out—i have requests open on my quotev as well. who i'll write for :

midoriya izuku / villain deku

bakugou katsuki

kirishima eijirou

todoroki shouto

kaminari denki

tsuyu asui

shinsou hitoshi

tamaki amajiki

mirio togata

nejire hado

aizawa shouta

toga himiko

todoroki touya / dabi

miruko

fatgum who i won't write for :

any minor character from class 1-A

most of the pro heroes

a majority of the league of villains

u.a. teachers

anyone from class 1-B

requesting and boundaries :

requests will be closed and opened overtime depending on my mental state

please be polite when requesting

i will write non x readers, but no character x character

no major smut / nsfw / lemons

there was that one villain deku one shot that i wrote, but that is the extent of what i will write—no in-depth sex scenes will be written

keep in mind i have my own schedule and my own time when i can write, so requests will take a certain amount of time to get out

i also have requests on my tumblr that i will post on here but i decided that i have literally no inspiration for bnha right now, so that's why i'm opening requests :))

MAKE SURE YOU CHECK WHO I WRITE FOR BEFORE YOU REQUEST!! :)

#requests #bnha #requesting boundaries #requesting guidelines #requesting rules #requesting info #jamie's posts #:)

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fantasydaydreamers · 3 years

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Are you still thinking of thigh riding scenarios? Tamaki would be so fun to see 👀 if not the ones you posted today were enough food for me.💖

....okkkkk~😩 I had tooooooo

Tamaki

You didn't mean for things to go this far, but crawling into his lap and innocently brushing his hair away while murmuring sweet affections towards him turned you on. His blushing face and hazy eyes as he accepted the affectionate praise made a heat build in your core, your hips moving on their own.

The moment you started rolling yourself on Tamaki thigh, he becomes more of a whimpering mess than you. He ends up laying down, his face flushed and your knee is just so close to his bulge, he can't help by rock himself into you as you grind down on him.

"B-bunny~ I c-can't take i-it. T-to...h-hot..." Both of you are in sync with your thrusts because as he rocks himself, his thigh is also rubs your clit, causing your own moans to escalate.

"So pretty, Tamaki~ you feel so good." You praise him from above, rolling your hips faster, trying to chase your high.

Tamaki whimpers, his eyes shutting as he grips your hips tighter, not necessarily moving you any faster or slower, but anchoring himself. You wanted him to move you...you wanted Tamaki to chase is own pleasure.

"Use me, baby." You whisper out, placing your hands over his and squeezing. Tamaki let's out another cry, his hips jerking up as he moves you. You stop your movements to hopefully initiate him to go faster.

He did.

His eyes opened and his pupils were blown wide as loud moans fell from his lips carelessly. The hands on your hips gripped tighter and you felt them shift causing you to look down.

Tamaki was so lost in pleasure, he didn't realize his quirk was coming out, the tentacles wrapping around your waist, tightening you in his hold as you were rocked faster against him. It was so hot to see Tamaki lose himself that you cried out your orgasm, choking out gasps as Tamaki didn't stop, chasing his own finish, cumming in his pants.

His chest heaved, the tentacles unwrapping themselves from you as they transformed back to his hands. "(Y/n)-"

You laugh breathlessly at his embarrassed expression and lean down to kiss him.

OTHERS:

Original

Shinsou

Monoma

Sero

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #tamaki x reader #tamaki x reader lemon #tamaki amajiki #mha x reader #mha lemon #bnha lemon #bnha x reader

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diaco1968 · 3 years

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Kinktoberday29

Alien/oviposition_ Tamaki Amajiki x f!Reader

Warnings! Lemon! Smut! Oviposition! Tentacles! Alien smut! Hardcore dirty! Graphic violence! Major character deaths! Among us themes!

What is this?! Omg... mind fart... read at your own risk ....

Note: italic is flashbacks

Dialogue is in colors, except the reader, Tamaki and Mirio (he is in bold)

*: did anyone recognise the easter egg/reference tho? ;)

"...this is it!..."

You had whispered to yourself as you opened your eyes after a short slumber, like all the days before that, still as excited as you were in the beginning, the moment in your career you had been waiting your whole life for. You dreamed of that since you were a child, others always saying you had your head in the clouds, but that was not true. Your head was way beyond the clouds. As a kid Your mind would fly to the moment you would cross the skies and float past them into the endless dark abyss, the space. And here you were, waking up after having already spent a month in the spaceship still as excited as you were only moments after the successful launching was over, getting ready to unbuckle yourself and prep the station with the rest of your crew mates; as excited as you were when you glanced out into the dark and saw the earth from far away for the first time. This was your dream come true.

If only you had known...

You had hopped out of bed, getting ready for the working day ahead...

"Cat got your fucking tongue?"

A small thump could be heard and some muffled shuffling.

"Oh well you can apparently squeak."

You were walking past the storage room with your friend Ochaco when you heard the gruff voice of Orange picking at someone. Based on experience you knew exactly who it was. You all had your code names and some of you -like orange- just refused to share their real names with "the rest of you LOSERS!"

(Also because I refuse to name some of the people that might die ;^; traumatic)

Rounding up the corner into the storage you puffed up your cheeks trying to look bigger as you got ready for the confrontation with Orange.

"Leave him alone! Won't you ever grow past the age of bullying people to feel better about yourself?"

Red, who seemed to be attached to Orange like an extra limb the whole time, stepped aside to let you and Ochaco squeeze in through the door, revealing the scene in front of you.

Orange had Blue backed into a wall and was intimidatingly looming over him with an arm next to his head. The cowering victim, whom you had come to know as Tamaki Amajiki had his back pressed against the wall so hard he was almost merging with it.

Orange scuffed turning around with his full attention on you now, and only then did you realize you had not thought this through properly.

"You can surely make me feel much better about myself pipsqueak, wanna take his place? I sure want you to."

"Orange! That's very rude!"

"Shut up Cheeks! No one is talking to you!"

And as you found yourself being cornerd, you realised just how big and intimidating Orange actually was. And the fact that you had not been at the receiving end of his full intimidation before.

"W-well if y-you leave him alone..."

"No one has the responsibility to make anyone feel better here. Not on my spacecraft. Back off Orange."

And at the time you were glad captain Mirio had interfered. You had thought the day couldn't get any more terrifying than Orange's looming figure.

You were oh so wrong.

"You found my dirty little secret, huh? A little bit too late, don't you think? What a shame."

You had to cover your mouth from behind your hiding place in the dark room that was illuminated by flashing red lights that were not helping your case at all, giving you a dizzying headache. The faint sound of the security alarm could be heard from another part of the ship that was locked off and inaccessible now due to some leakage or something you were too busy being scared for your life to investigate. The deep voice you were not used to resonated off of all the walls drowning the alarm in the background without a hint of the shy stutters from a month earlier. Sounding like he was everywhere. You quietly brought your knees up to your chest hugging them and suppressing a quiet sob into them.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

Orange slammed his fist into the conference desk in the middle of the cafeteria.

"Red is-... his body was found in the storage room! Mangled! If it wasn't for his uniform and tag I couldn't even tell it's him! And that freak-"

He pointed an accusing finger in Tamaki's face, who looked horrified as he jumped back ready to cry. You stepped in between them frowning.

"I saw that fucking freak scurry right past me coming from storage!"

"Are you accusing Tamaki of this hurried crime?! What else would you have me believe, Orange? The earth is flat? Yeah right. Tamaki the Sun eater is gonna kill us all, huh?"

Mirio brushed Orange off with a scoff but there was no denying that someone had to have done it.

"Am I wrong to assume that though? Only hours earlier Tamaki was having an argument with Red and me and he sure looked unhappy about it! Maybe that's how he decided to settle the score! How fucking suspicious is that?!"

"Guys!"

The mood was uneasy. A crewmate, more specifically, Red was found murdered and everyone was on edge. Understandably so. No where in your job application did they warn you about being brutally murdered.

"I see where you are coming from Orange,"

Both Tamaki and Mirio shot you disbelieving looks but you were not finished.

"But wouldn't that be too obvious? He had an argument with Red and now red is...gone. It sounds too obvious... almost like someone wanted to frame him..."

The room went quiet for a second before Orange out of no where charged at you, being stopped by Mirio.

"You! Only you and that Big Cheeks were there at the time! And we all know who is the smarter of the 2 of you! You killed Red you bitch!"

"What?!"

You stepped back shocked, and the fact that the 4 other crewmates started whispering amongst themselves didn't really help your case.

"I-I didn't! I could never!"

"Mon cher ami Orange, it might have even been you, yourselt... no one would doubt you killing your own friend..."

"How can you be so calm, Cyanl! Someone is dead!"

"... will they come back to life if I panic?..."

"It's n-not (y/n)...or Orange... I walked into the storage with Ochako before we got separated. She went towards where you said Red was f-found..."

Every eye in the roon turned on Tamaki and and he almost wished he had remained quiet, with Ochaco startint to stutter and going pale.

"Why are you lying Tamaki?!"

"I'm not lying... and you stayed quiet the whole time, even when your friend was being accused..."

You could still remember Ochako's tears and begs as she was apprehended in no time, banished to the evacuation room. Her screams and yells being ignored by the rest of you as the door slid open and she got sucked in by the void. The eternal darkness.Thinking to yourself what could be a worse fate as tears made your vision go blury.

You gasped sharply when a silhouette appeared in your peripheral vision and you shut your eyes so tight, statics started appearing behind your eyelids, pursing your lips as your body went rigid and froze in place.

"Aw don't be like that. Do you not want to see what I actually look like?"

He was met with your silence and with a sadistic smirk he continued.

"You stood up for me earlier, didn't you? You watched me accuse your friend and you didn't shun me away when I reached out. You can't be afraid of me, come on now. Open your eyes."

You shook your head violently as years slipped past your eyelids.

"I want to see your pretty eyes as they widen when you gaze at my appearance." His breath caressed your eyelids making you jerk your head back, bumping it roughly against the crate you were hiding behind.

"I want to watch your tight little lips part to a scream when you finally see me."

Something cold and slippery brushed against your lips and you clenched your jaw, body shaking in fear.

"That's just my finger, little one. Talking of which... what do you think they look like now? My hands. If I were to reach out and grab you... what do you think they feel like? Wouldn't you want to open your eyes and see before that happens? Open. Your. Eyes."*

The terrifying unusual day seemed to drag out into a never ending loop of incidents. You had barely gotten over the initial shock of your friend-... no, your crewmate being accused of murder and being sentenced to death. Watching your other crewmates drag her out towards her doom. People you considered to be your team. Supporting each other no matter what. Strangely enough Ochaco's death sentece seemed to bring about a sense of peace amongst you all. Only to be shattered by the emergency sirens going off a couple hours later, indicating you had stirred off the original designated orbit.

It wasn't that big of a deal really, and Cyan had announced that he was on it to fix the problem.

And that was around half an hour ago but the sirens kept blaring.

As you had finished your task near the place you went to check up on cyan. The room itself was dark and quiet except for the flashing red warning on the screen. Eerily quiet. You couldn't see Cyan anywhere, but then again there wasn't much you could see anyway as you blindly made your way to the controls. That was when you tripped over something and fell, breaking the fall by the palms of your hands. With an annoyed oof at your clumsiness you turned your head to see what had assisted your fall.

And in front of your eyes, there in the middle of the room lay the lifeless body of Cyan, the flashing red light being reflected off of his bright uniform, except the couple of spots that had been drenched with his own blood. And you screamed louder than you remembered ever screaming in your life.

All hell broke loose as the emergency meeting siren went off screeching as it silenced everything else in it's wake.

The last thing you remembered was Tamaki coming into the room pausing as he saw you and Cyan, uttering something under his breath as he fixed the orbit and then collected you and helped you on your feet, taking you to the emergency meeting room.

The room was a mess. There were files and folders scattered everywhere and in the middle of it all was Orange holding down a struggling shuffling Purple who was trying to kick and punch him off but he was no match for Orange.

"This fucker snapped Brown's neck right in front of our eyes!"

"Yes... Green didn't make it either."

Mirio whom you hadn't even noticed was in the room, stood up from behind the admin desk as he had just checked for a pulse on the lifeless body of Green and had found none. You could barely make out Green's legs on the ground from behind the desk and you whimpered teary eyes going wide in disbelief as you turned to look at where brown was laying on the ground violent sobs shaking your body, but Tamaki stopped you before you could see his corpse, hugging your head to his chest.

What monster could've killed someone like Brown?! He made all of you such amazing cookies to comfort you when you were down! And Green too! He was such a helpful gentle soul!

"Cyan is d-dead too... he was killed trying to rotate the course..."

"They should've stayed out of my business! Getting all the promotions for their hardwork bullshit-AGH!"

Orange landed a particularly hard punch on Mineta's face, the sickening crack of his nose breaking made you jump and Tamaki held you tighter.

"You fucking asshole! You killed Red! I will fucking kill you!"

"... ah... I didn't..."

"Orange... this is not an eye for an eye thing, we are civilised people, we will see that he pays for his crimes the proper way.."

"Oh fancy way of saying you are going to kill me like you killed Pink?!"

Mirio and Orange picked him up as he screamed and thrashed, kicking his legs while he was being dragged to the evacuation site.

"Damn you all to hell! Oh no, you already are, cause you know what?! I didn't kill Red or Cyan! Look! Her hands are even bloody! She is the real murderer! She killed Red and then watched us kill Pink for her!"

Despite the accusations the only one who looked down at your hands were you yourself. And indeed they were smeared in dark dried blood. You gasped softly before Tamaki grabbed your hands and lowered them.

"You must've fell in... I mean... you fell next to Cyan... that's probably his... don't listen to him."

He let go of your hands only after the screams went quiet and the remaining 2 crewmates walked back into the room to clean up the bodies of they fallen comrades.

"I got my eyes on you..."

It was a quiet broken whisper... and boy did you wish he had yelled at you instead, like his usual self.

"Open those pretty little eyes,"

Something wrapped around your neck, another around your jaw and over your face, and another around your torso, feeling the crushing force of it breaking you out of your flashback as it hauled you up, holding you in the air like a limp kitten grabbed by the scruff, feet dangling in the air as you clutched the shaft wrapped around your neck with both hands.

"And look what you made me do! This damned mess! All for you and you won't even look at it. Or at me. I am oh so furious with you right now, lil' snack."

The mess, was Mirio's body lying on the ground a few feet away from where you were. You had seen it before, looking like it was mauled by an unearthly beast. Which it was. Blood seeping off the gashes in the reinforced supposedly unbreakable material of his uniform. In fact you had watched him die right in front of your eyes... was it really your fault?...

You were advised to stick together. But when the lights suddenly shut off and the warning for Reactor overheating and threatening to start melting went off while at the same time the oxygen in the cabin began to dialate, there was no way to stick together. All the systems were on different directions and there were only 4 of you.

"I can go-"

"No fucking way! You stay here and don't you dare fucking move! If any of us dies, you are the one we kick out! Got it?!"

You looked at Mirio and he nodded his head, he didn't look like he trusted you any more than Orange did.

"... just... stay here (y/n), we will be back soon."

Tamaki pat your back reassuringly and with that they were gone, leaving you in the dark not giving you a chance to say that you were afraid of being left alone.

The reactor and O2 were slightly harder tasks, requiering some focus, but the lights shouldn't have been a bother. In fact they should've been back by now. That would even speed up the two other mentioned tasks. But it was still dark even after... well you didn't know how long, but you were scared shitless and was not going to stand around alone any longer so you headed for the lights.

Manually opening the door you stood in front of the exceptionally dark room. You could barely force yourself to take a step forward, the churning in your stomach not wanting you to be here at all. As you made your way to the panel,that was opened but left unfixed you could hear something dripping in the darkness. You tried to ignore it despite your instincts telling you to just turn and run away, and you managed to turn the lights back on with trembling fingers after a few failed attempts.

And dread was all you felt at the returned vision as you turned around, slowly making your way to the back of the room to see where the dripping sound was coming from.

Your voice was gone feeling light headed and ready to faint staring at the sight before your eyes.

Orange was hanging from the ceiling by the neck, eyes wide open and bloody mouth agape. He was torn in half by the waist, the dripping sound was the blood that drained out of him and hit the ground splattering in a giant puddle of blood by where his lower half lied... and what seemed to be his tongue...

"Why is it that you are always in wrong place at the wrong time? Like a moth attracted to a falme. Tch... so troublesome."

You could barely recognize the calm voice as you turned around to see Tamaki, with an unfamiliar irritated expression on his face glaring down at you.

Before you could find your voice or move a muscle you heard the door slide open and the lights flashed, total darkness engulfing you for a second before the lights were back on, leaving you to stare back at Mirio who was looking at you and Orange's corpse in shock. Tamaki was no where to be found.

"How.... how could you?!"

"She didn't."

Tamaki was behind Mirio before you could warn him and you ran off to try and hide, gripped tightly by fear and forgetting all about your poor crewmates as Tamaki's arms elongated and he started to change shape as he grabbed Mirio.

The thing that was wrapped around your jaw tightened, forcing your mouth open as it prodded at your lips before slipping inside your mouth and it only stopped when it was half way down your constricting throat as you coughed and gagged trying to bite it. It was too elastic to bite.

"Still won't open your eyes?"

You could feel more things wrap around your limbs as he grabbed and ripped your uniform off of you piece by painful piece.

"You know I had hoped it would be you who is the last one alive. Males aren't the best mothers most of the time."

Your eyes shot open in terror as you felt his body heat on your bare skin right before he pressed himself into your core.

What your eyes witnessed was beyond your wildest nightmares. His face was no different than before, except for an smug evil smirk on his lips, but his body was much bigger, too deformed to fit in hid clothes and what looked like tentacles had sprouted out of his fingers, wrapped all around you, invading your mouth, barely leaving you enough space to breathe. The suckers on them attached to your skin, leaving indentations and discolored patches in their path. You shivered when they latched onto your nipples, squeezing your chest so tightly you felt like you were suffocating.

Yet all of that was to distract you from what was yet about to come.

With a startled jolt you cried out when he grabbed your waist to hold you still and plunged his cock into you.

The appendage in your mouth started leaking before it sprouted some thick burning liquid down your throat.

Meanwhile the head of his cock pushed past your entrance and he pushed it deeper and deeper, ignoring your uncomfortable gurgling and choked screams, only tightening his hold around your body in response to your thrashing, the tentacles wrapping around you tighter to hold you in place as the head prodded at your cervix.

"Fuck... snack you need to relax or this is going to hurt way more than I intend it to. You will feel better soon."

You only thrashed around harder, fat tears spilling down your cheeks. The tentacle wrapped around your legs pushing them apart further and stilling you.

The liquid had burned it's way down your throat and you felt like heat was exploding in your tummy as it reached there and before you knew it you were feeling so limp and so warm you barely felt the head of his cock thrust in deep into your womb and spread out like a tiny little umbrella, hooking itself firmly in place.

The shaft in your mouth slipped out, your mouth remaining open as you tried to catch your breath.

The first round egg moved along his cock, stretching you wider as you mewled in discomfort, eyes rolling back in your head and an oddly drug induced orgasm ripping through you when you involuntarily clenched around it as it moved all the way in before snuggly taking place in your womb. Then came the next egg, and the same thing. With your tongue lolled out, you had lost count of how many times you went through this blissful torture by the time he laid his last egg inside you, but by the way your belly had swelled up and was now being lovingly stroked by his hand, it was sure more than a few.

"You're gonna be my perfect little mate. You and I will nurture my offsprings together. All you lack is my mark..."

He gripped your hair and tugged your head back, his hips starting to thrust into you with bruising force, his fang like teeth growing out of his jaw as they pierced the skin on your shoulder, clamping around the bone drawing a painful wail from you as he shot his load inside you, filling your belly up one last time and pulling out causing another orgasm rock your overstimulated body, lowering you to the ground feeling both empty and filled to the brim at the same time. He collected your sweaty shaky body in his arms as he made his way over to the corpse lying in the corner.

"You have over exerted yourself little one. And weakness is not acceptable for my offsprings. It's dinner time."

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peppermint-monster · 2 years

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Tamaki Amajiki x Bully. Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Handjob, Mean! Tamaki (at the very end), Pet names (Bunny, Baby, Goddess, Goodboy, Goodgirl, Pretty girl), Degradation, Humiliation, Cosplay-ish, Filming, Masturbation (Solo Male, solo female), Tsundere-ish reader, Unprotected sex, Mention the use of toys, Blowjob, Babytrap-ish, Simp Tama-chan, Dirty talk, Public Display, Jealous! Reader, Confession...?, Breeding kink. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (Besides she's female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies.

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

P.S. This is a College AU.

Random thought, but imagine Tamaki x Bully Chubby Reader! Where he met her in college after one of his classes. As he was about to leave the class someone seemed to have bumped into Tamaki making the timid man drop the stuff he was holding as well as himself.

“Watch where you're going!” One of her friends said.

“Ah! I-I-I’m sorry!” The indigo hair man who sat on his knees to pick up the books and paper that scattered the ground said.

“At least stare at her when you apologize.” Another one said.

The moment she saw his flush face and those siren eyes of his, trying so hard to look at her, she was hooked. Fuck.

“S-Sorry.” He says sitting up when he finally grabs all his things, leaving the poor reader stunned. Feeling her knees go weak and her heartbeat fast she knew deep down what that could mean and she wanted to know more about this man.

“Say…who is that guy?”

“Him? Oh he’s Tamaki Amajiki. He’s such a nerdy loser like I heard he hasn't even lost his v-card.” Her friend said, making the whole group chuckle as she just watched the socially awkward man walk out the door.

Not even a week and she had done everything in her power for Tamaki to notice her, doesn’t matter if it was to make a little comment every time he gets called on or gets in his way when he’s going to his seat, having him to shift his way from their bodies pressed up against each other to get to his seat that just so happens to be a few seats away from hers. Catching the cologne he put on that morning and the faint natural manly scent that’s making her go insane.

And when she finally dared to sit next to him and speak, he was a stuttering mess and easily blush just by the sight of her. And how he jumps a bit when she places a hand on his thigh in class while lovingly caressing his thigh and innocently writing down notes and listening to the professor’s lectures as he desperately prays for her to not notice the hard-on he has. Lust filled her every thought from his innocent gesture, his hand trying to shoo hers away until being called on by their professor, having the whole class staring at his flustered expression. In the end, he failed to stop her and almost got caught in the process, leading him to cross his legs together for her to stop teasing him with a cute giggle.

And the moment she found out that Tamaki was working at a cute little convenience store was when things got worse. Conveniently only coming to visit whenever it was his shift, just to buy something to then simply say it was the closest place that sold the product before making a rude insult and leaves to then continue for a couple of days until coming around there with her friend to hang out, sitting in the outdoor chairs with the table that was conveniently next to the big windows that showed the purple hair cashier who was sorting some things. If her friends ask why they always come there she just replies by saying how close it was to their dorms or how she’d be craving some sweets. She refused to let anyone know that the real reason was ‘cause she wanted to see Tama-Chan even though she saw him not even an hour ago.

She basically became a regular that anyone who was working with Tamaki would notice, joking that she may be a stalker, if only they knew….

Though for Tamaki, he became used to her going to his job just to hang around and mess with him, always asking for his help with things she couldn’t reach (even if it was a centimeter away), and accidentally spilling something on the floor, having him mop the area. She would sit across from Tamaki as he took care of customers while reading a magazine or scroll through her phone to then leave with him when his shift was done. Saying she might as well go with him since she just so happens to be leaving too.

One time when she needed help in one of her classes all the girls would recommend Tamaki will do the work if she promise to fuck him, though none of them actually went through with it. Except for her.

Innocently asking for help, he agreed as they headed to his dorm where he sat in his desk chair as she looked through his stuff. As he went to talk and do the work she leaned over his shoulder pretending to be interested in the work, breath fanning down his sensitive ears that made his face turn red and his body jolted. And so began to play with him, telling him to continue explaining what she needed to do while misplacing her hands down his chest and back up to affectionately tug on his hair just as a whimper rips through his throat.

She couldn’t even help it anymore and just sank to her knees right in front of him, spreading his legs apart to see a nice bulge. Having adoring eyes, when seeing how average of an uncircumcised dick he had, with lovely breeder balls before flicking her gaze back at him. Covering his flushed face as she simply cooed him sweet nothing as her feather-light touched the inner of his thighs. Eyes rolled to the back of his head when she skillfully slip her hand around his length, “This is for me, right Senpai?”

She smirked when seeing Tamaki nod shyly, tears in the corner of his eyes while the image in front of him of the reader on her knees as she sloppily deepthroats him with a thrilling expression plaster on her face.

This led Tamaki to do numerous sinful acts that she directed him to do. One time doing a personal video chat for his bully, wearing a skimpy outfit with red bondage around those thick thighs. From the outside, he seemed ashamed and bashful with what she enforced yet deep down he loved it, his nipples erect and a hard-on that was already leaking.

“Oh my God, you actually wore it? Haha! Such a pathetic pet. Go on say it, say your bunny dick wants some pussy~”

“M-My bunny d-d-dick wants some p-pussy…” His thrusts get rapid.

“Great! But whose pussy do you want? Tell me!”

“Ah! Y-yours.” He stutters out.

“Huh? Speak up. I wanna hear you?”

“You…”

“-Louder!”

“Y-YOURS!”

“Hm~ Such a good boy~” She squeals, praising the timid man while instructing what to do and how to do it.

“M-Mistress, could I p-please cum?”

“Hm~ You remember to ask first. You're such a pathetic guy, allowing yourself to be treated this way. No wonder no one respects you.” He whimpers, mewling as he now thrusts his hips to his close fist. “Of course, you can cum but you better show me or I’ll get mad and punish you!”

“Yes, of course.” He panted out, eyes glossed over, tongue sticking out as he moved the camera to show the throbbing member as he continued to flap off.

“Ah!” Tamaki grunts, load after load of cum was being milked out and all over his toned stomach as he tries to suppress his crying and moans with his hand.

“Hm~ Such a good boy. Wish I was there so I could toy with you, give you ruined orgasms.” She sighs happily, lounging on her bed with a lewd expression and a hand inside her shorts. She couldn’t help but finally toy with her throbbing clit that she neglected throughout her and Tamaki’s heated video chat. The moment they hung up, she came within chanting his name as her face buried against the shirt that she ‘borrowed’ from him, Inhaling his manly scent from when he went to workout.

Here the reader was strolling along the side of the road to Tama-Chan’s job while thinking of all the things she wanted him to do tonight. Walking inside the sliding doors expecting to see him standing or restocking the shelves but was surprised to see a woman talking to him who seems to actually be looking at her eyes and not stuttering. Tamaki. Her Tamaki, who has social anxiety and is afraid to meet someone in the eye and sweats when the spotlight is on him for too long. Wait- did he just chuckle at something that girl said. Oh. Hell. No.

Suddenly hearing a crashing sound behind them, they turned around to Tamaki noticing his bully had accidentally spilled something once again.

“Hey, worker, you might want to stop talking and clean this up before someone gets hurt.” She grunts out, puffing her cheeks with her arms crossed as he bowed goodbye at the woman before turning back to her.

“Ah! W-What are you…Mhm!” As he walked past her with a mop at hand to clean up the mess she’d done, Tamaki was pushed against the freezer door.

“Mhm…?” She teasingly nipped his earlobe, her hand that wrapped around his waist traveled up to his chest, groping his man boobies before fondling it roughly. Her fingers toyed with his nipples, pinching and tugging on them before rubbing her thumb over the perky bud.

Leaning her head against his shoulder, Tamaki lay back on her, desperately trying to stifle the moans he wanted to let out.

He could hear her inhale his scent as she dropped her hand down past the apron he was wearing and to the bulge that was already in his sweats.

“W-we can’t, we’re out in p-public…”

He struggled to stop her, hand wrapped around her wrist though was answered by a tongue licking a stripe up his neck to his Adam's apple that she left a hickey.

"Hm, that’s fine with me, Tama-Chan. So that bitch you were too friendly with could see how wimpy you are from being manhandled by a girl." She giggles, giving a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Tamaki knew what she was implying and was trying desperately to get her away, though the stronghold on her wrist was slowly becoming weak, far too horny to stop her hand from jerking him off.

After all, it’s been a whole week since she’d milked him, keeping him restrained in his chastity cage from the last punishment she claimed he’d done.

“She was only asking for directions.” He whimpers in distress not wanting to mess this up. I mean she just took off the restraints.

“Tsk- yeah right, a girl like her, I’ve seen her coming around here every day just to get what a drink or something? To then ask you for direction as if she doesn’t know her way around here! Please, she just wanted an excuse to speak to you, what a loser.” She argued.

She definitely needs to pick up tips from that bitch, who almost stole Tama-Chan from her.

“S-She was?”

“No duh! Of course, she was - I mean who in their right mind would hang out in this place all the time?” She huffed out while crossing her arms.

“Uh…you do.” He glanced over to her, right as her demeanor changed. “Do you like someone here…?”

“W-What, O-Of course not! As though anyone in here is my type!” She lashes out, nestling her face between the crook of his neck so he couldn’t see her flush expression.

“Do you also do these things to people who aren’t your type…?”

“W-What?”

“Nothing…” She was shocked to hear him speak his opinion since he always had gone with everything she asked without much fuss besides to comment how wrong it is to do it in an excluded area.

“...I only do these types of things to my pet who has been really bad.” She’d reply.

Her hand made its way under the sweats he wore, pushing down the fabric, springing out the already pre-cum oozing flush cock.

“Pl-please…”

He just couldn't help but place a hand over his mouth to cover his moans as he finally submitted, shamefully rutting his hips against her hand, loving the way his cock fit perfectly wrapped around it that made his lower abdomen flex.

“What do you want, Baby?” He shuddered, his face burning up from embarrassment as her breath fanned over his sensitive ear. “Y-you know…”

“I really don't, Tama-Chan. So why won’t you tell your Mistress.” She said, sounding innocent though he knew she had a smirk on her face.

“I-I want you t-to make me cum.”

“Such a good boy~”

She shoved him against the freezer door once again, having his hands press against the door and his back arched as she coddles close behind him, legs as well spread wide as though she was giving him a shakedown.

She pumps the heaving rod a few times, seeing the blush foreskin stretch from the weeping tip and back wrapped around it. Smearing his pre around the head and to his pisshole that she began to toy with. God, was she a freak to value this sight and for her lower part tingling when he tried to break free. What a loser~<3

“Ah!” He leans back to her front again, as she coos filthy insults and encourages him to continue by gently placing short kisses all over his jawline as his hips frantically rutted as he felt his balls tighten. “Right there.”

He moaned shamelessly as he emptied himself right there at work, on the freezer door of the beverages, slowly sliding down to the long-forgotten soda spill he was supposed to clean.

Finally turning around to see a pissed-off reader greedily licking her fingers while giving a death glare at him. He knew whatever he did, he fuck up.

“I-I said I was sorry…”

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” For the past thirty minutes, Tamaki has been apologizing for the little situation that happened at the convenience store however all his pretty chubby bunny seems to want to do is ignore him. Walking a few steps ahead with her arms crossed and her nose sticking up.

“Bunny, please I don’t like it when you're mad at me. …Are you listening…? …Hey…Hey… - tsk - Listen t-to me!” He whisper shouted taking a hold of her arm so she could face him. She was shocked by the sudden outburst. Sure, she knew she could be a brat at times but she had never seen the side of Tamaki before, always being the kind and timid man who seems to care for her. Such an attentive man~ But this mean side of his…

“Don’t worry my curvy Goddess. You know Tama-Chan is really sorry for not noticing.” He cooed, gently stroking her chin while peering at her bewildered expression. Her luscious lips, which he had seen wrap around his length numerous times, were suck between her teeth.

Oh god did he look hot towering over her with that lewd expression and red face it was making her go mad.

“I’ll make it up to you. Ok, pretty girl?” Still, in a haze, she mindlessly nodded as Tamaki took a hold of her hand and dragged her to his dorm.

"Mine, mine, my pussy, s-so tight, so warm, so wet." He throaty moaned, half of the words muffled from her panties that she’d stuffed.

Roughly he pounds her into the mattress, clearly making up for lost time.

“You think all this is for you? Ha! Yeah right, you’re such a loser that even all the girls in the campus wouldn’t fuck you. You should be grateful I’m even giving you my time and day. You, you, loser.” She grabs his shoulders, leaving red crescents from her nails on his pale skin. He hissed from the pain.

Finally having enough he discards the used pantie from his mouth, and needing for her to hear everything he has to say, he grip the back of her neck pinning her forward so her face was close to his. "Don't keep my pussy away from me ever again." He grunts against her lips before shoving his tongue down her throat, licking her teeth as he slobbers all over her. Foreheads touching one another, as she cries into Tamaki’s mouth from the harsh poundings her pussy is taking.

The sound of his balls slapping heavily on her ass is practically deafening and her thighs ache from being pressed so close to her chest. Yet she loved it, still wanting his attention on her but was still mad and stubborn to move pass him talking to some girl.

“You probably even wanted that whores number with how happy you look, staring at her without once looking away or stuttering. You never looked at me like that or spoke to me without stumbling over your words. Do you really not like me that much, Tamaki…?”

“Kya!!” Suddenly her body was flipped to her side, as one of her legs was brought up and over Tamaki’s shoulder as he re-enters her.

“What are you talking about? I could never stop thinking about you. You ruined me for anyone else.” He confessed clinging to the leg that hung over his shoulder, peppering kisses all over her calf. “Wanna carry my baby? I'll do it, make you a mommy - hmph - just to prove that you're the only one for me. I'll give you as many as y-you want." Punctuating his words by leaning over her body and snapping his hips harder to aim for her g-spot with his eyes glazed over and a blissful smile plasters on his face as he wails and weakly praises.

The need to breed his pretty girl is high, Tamaki has wanted this since the moment they had gotten closer.

He's embarrassed at how desperate he is for the curvy beauty, doesn't matter how many times she was a bitch to him or a bully, Tamaki just wants to mark his goddess to keep her for himself and if that means he has to play dirty, so be it. He’ll make his bully a mommy.

“Y-yeah right as if I’ll let you breed me, you stupid -Ah!” She couldn’t even finish her sentence, too caught up with how he kept kissing her entrance with the tip.

"Oh, but your pussy got so much tighter when I said that, could it be you want that too? Wanna have the guy you bullied babies?” He layed his surprising toned body over hers, dick pounding her cunt real big and wide for her man’s cock, as he grabbed her breasts, tummy, hips, thighs, anything that he can squeeze to hold onto tightly so he could go nice and deep, rough, and mean on that spoiled hole. His mind slowly became mush from the loving feeling of his fingers sinking into her plump body. “I promise I’ll be the best daddy and husband.” He chants, getting louder as his thrusts get messier, too caught up on his own fantasy. He couldn’t even help but fondle her tummy and squeeze her against his body. “Huh? What are you talking about? Getting me pregnant. And you being my husband. All while we’re doing it.” She grunts, glancing at those beautiful indigo eyes.

“-Tsk, are you that stupid? -I’m not even surprised by your foolishness, I was the one who had to do your schoolwork for the whole semester. So, why don’t I make things clear for you? -Hey, look at me when I’m talking.” He said in a composed manner, forcefully cupping her chubby cheeks so she’d have to stare at those sharp eyes of his. He even moved his bangs so she had a better view. Oh, how her stomach did a flip, and her cunt couldn’t help but also flutter around his cock.

Is it bad that she wants Tamaki to dominate her? Maybe even treat her like a mindless tramp that only craves his attention and dick. The answer is yes.

“What I’m saying is I want a life with you; no more of this not knowing what we are. Just me and you married, and t-this tummy swollen with our baby,” He squeezed her pudgy tummy. “And I know I have to say this at your most vulnerable moment so I can finally get the truth out of you.” He admits burying his face in her neck, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “S-Stupid…” Tears blur her sight as she covers her face from flusteredness.

“So tell me, my sexy Goddess, you wanna be together? Be my pretty mommy, wi-ife, and my Mistress who punishes me when I make mistakes. Hm?” He pinned her hands to the side of her head forcing her to see his intense stare. That seemed to have broken down her stubborn walls, as she shrieks with ecstasy.

“Yes! I wanna be your woman. I-I wanna be your wife and baby mama, Tama-chan~ I-I-I Lov-” She wasn't able to finish talking as Tamaki plunges forward and kiss those sobbing lips as his thirst got sloppy and fast until his cock nudges something soft and gooey that made her entire body spasm and cunt flutter.

As fast as he was to kiss her, Tamaki quickly pulls away. Head falls back. Those big hands of his gripped her thick thighs twitched. His mouth drops open as he lets out a loud moan(s). “Uh, that's my girl~” Tamaki chants, over and over again right before he cums inside her gripping the side of her body tight, being the only time he forgets his timid persona of gentleness and leaves marks on her doughy skin while hoping that seeing her jiggly body would calm him down but instead betrayed him as he cums, trapped between her legs as they wrapped around his thin hips. Just to finally have him give in and moan into her mouth while letting her creamy cunt milk all his load out of him.

“For you. All this is for you. It’s always have been.”

“I-I hate you!”

“Love you too~”

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Tamaki was taken aback when he realized how delighted she'd grown with their relationship from a public standpoint. Sitting directly next to him in lecture halls and the lunchroom, and going to and from class with him. She even started working at the same place that she hung out at where Tamaki worked. Talking about him even to her friends while flashing the promise ring he had gotten her (since Tamaki claimed he needs to study hard to graduate to get a better job to take care of her and when they make a little family).

And Tamaki, who is so whipped for his pretty curvy beauty that he doesn't mind helping her with her work (while also doing some Senpai and Kouhai role-playing). Always cooking for her, and being the cute boyfriend who holds her hand as they walk next to each other, forehead kisses whenever he haves to leave her and wishing her good luck when the new semester started, and if she has good grades in this semester he'll reward her by being rough and mean as much as she please in bed cuz we all know she has no morals or respect for herself when it comes to this man.

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crazyotakugal · 2 years

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Soaring Hearts

Part 4.5

Soaring Memories

Author’s Notes:

Hey!! It’s taking me a while to write new chapters and I’m sorry! 😢 I am working on a few new chapters and even a few new story ideas. Here’s a little something to tide y’all over until I get my butt in gear and get a new chapter out.

Warning: NONE

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There was little 4 year old you, sitting on the nasty living room carpeted floor quietly reading a book that someone had thrown in the trash. The TV blaring some sports game while your “dad” sat at the table chugging down beer after beer grumbling about something under his breath.

“DAMMIT!” Your father yells jumping from his chair causing you a jump a bit in your spot.

A half full beer bottle explodes against the wall next to the TV. Your father red faced and trembling with drunken rage.

“FUCKIN’ LOSERS! COST ME 1k AGAIN!” He screams, angrily sweeping everything on the table onto the floor. Slamming his fists over and over again on the table.

You just keep silent, staring in terror at the brut of a man that spawned you. His gaze falls on you, still fueled by drunken anger. You flinched at the look in his eyes, knowing what’d happen next.

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You huddled on the steps of your apartment building, trying to keep the snow from falling on you. Though the cold air felt good on the new black eye you were sporting from your dad. He’d usually take his frustration out on you if your mom wasn’t home to take the beating instead. You’d gotten lucky with getting away with a black eye this time. Last time he’d beaten you so bad, your mom had to rush you to the ER.

You lived in a very poor area. All the buildings were old, covered in graffiti, and falling apart. The people living here were like your family, on the wrong side of the law and struggling to live. Poor. Sad. Desperate. There was no schools, so you had to learn by collecting books usually from the trash. Your mom once came from a wealthy family, but then got herself caught up with your dad then had you. She’d been shunned from her family and had no contact with them. She was usually gone working so you could survive. Your father was an ex yakuza goon that had been kicked out and now was just a low life criminal either getting himself arrested or spending what little you had on gambling or drinking it away.

It was cold outside and quiet. People probably hiding inside trying to stay warm from the snow. Your mom wouldn’t be home for a few hours still, so you would have to wait for your dad to pass out first. You just gazed up at the never ending sky wishing you could fly away from everything. That’s when you heard faint crying nearby. Getting up from your spot, you follow the sound to a narrow alleyway next to your apartment building.

Huddled next to the dumpster, was a little boy with blonde hair and bright red wings. With the way the building overhang shielding him from the snow, you would’ve thought he was an angel aside for his tattered clothing. His face was buried in his knees, clinging to an Endeavor plushie as he cried. You saw the smeared blood on his sleeve and cheeks, probably from a bloody nose. He’d obviously gotten the same treatment as you had.

“Um, hey, are you ok?” You slowly approach him like you would an easily startled cat.

His small wings flutter a little and he looks up at you with teary eyes. He looked like he was around your age maybe a little older. His eyes matched his golden hair. With careful steps, you approach him and kneel next to him with a kind smile. He rubs his eyes and nose vigorously a few times, smearing more of the blood on his face on his arm. You reached into your pocket, pulled out a napkin, and proceeded to wipe the blood off his face.

“It’s ok,” You reassure him as you gently wipe his face, “My dad does it to me too.”

He doesn’t say anything, just looks up at you with big doe eyes as you finish wiping his face with a smile. He eyes your black eye, understanding exactly what you meant.

“There!” You beam, “All done!”

He just stares blankly at you, without any response. His golden eyes void of any emotion or feeling which made you feel incredibly sad. You noticed the various bruises and scratches all over his arms and legs. He must’ve gotten beat up quite often, probably by both his parents. He shivers a little bit, his breath coming out in puffs. He was most likely freezing out here.

You concentrate carefully and push all your energy towards your hands. You feel the tingling sensation in the palms of your hands as a small flame forms. The kid jumps back a little, but then stares at you in complete awe. He comes closer towards you, gawking at the flames dancing in your hands.

“I can’t do much, but this might help,” you gather some dry pieces of paper and twigs before laying the flame down on it’s new home.

The boy just gawks as he looks at the fire then back at you. He hugs the Endeavor plush even closer to his chest with one arm. For the first time, he gives just the slightest smile staring at the fire. It makes your heart soar at the sight.

You concentrate as hard as you could holding your palms flat, facing upwards. The familiar tingle, a little stinging this time because you still weren’t used to your quirk. This time, a small butterfly of flame formed and sprouted a life seemingly of its own, fluttering into the air. This time, the boy smiled in amazement. He watched the as it danced around in the air. His scarlet wings flapping with excitement.

“Y/N!! Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?!” Your mother’s voice echoed from the street.

You jumped up and started running, but then stopped and turned to face the boy.

“My mom’s calling me! Please stay warm and I’ll see you around!” You smiled sweetly at him.

Turning, you started running again to find your mom. Soon after that, you had to move to the states and never saw the boy again.

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mytheoristavenue · 2 years

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MHA Pro Hero!Tamaki Amajiki x Civilian!Reader 🍋 - Takoyaki

Summary: You and Tamaki make up after a fight following a dangerous mission that had you worried to death!

Warnings: Smut, fighting, conflict, depression, shower sex, oral (female recieving)

You sat in horror in the small apartment that you shared with your boyfriend, Tamaki, eyes bloodshot, watching the disaster that had just unfolded on the television. "This just in, our sources say that, while none of the heroes involved in the explosion where critically injured, ever popular, SunEater was incapacitated for most of the battle." and anchor man spoke with a serious tone. "Oh, here he comes now!"

The slick man with the microphone stiffly jogged to the side of a gurney where your boyfriend lay, obviously in immense pain. "SunEater! Do you have any comments about what happened tonight?" the anchorman asked, shoving his oversized prop into Tamaki's face.

"I-I..." the hero failed to come up with words to satisfy the reported, yet, much to his relief, the intrusive man was quickly shooed away by a large yellow matryoshka.

"C'mon guys! Enough with the press! Give the kid some room to breath!" FatGum quickly backed the crowd away, and made sure Tamaki made it into the ambulance uninterrupted. Moments after watching your love being hauled away, your cellphone rang. It was the BMI hero himself. You swiftly slid the green tile across the screen and answered the call.

"Hello? (Y/N)? Are you there?"

"Yes! I'm here. Is Amajiki alright?"

"Yeah, he'll be okay, just a bit sore in the morning, you know how it is."

"You know I don't..."

"Right, sorry. Anyways, (Y/N), Tamaki will be home safe in a few hours. This villain had an immobilizing quirk, and hit him with it pretty early on in the fight. He just has to wait in the hospital until it wears off, and let the doctor check him out. No biggie, just protocol."

"Should I come get him again?"

"Nah, don't worry about it this time, I'll bring him home to you. We have no idea how long the effect will last, so you shouldn't wait up."

"I-I understand..."

"Alright, (Y/N), I've got to go meet Tamaki at the hospital. I'll call you if anything else develops."

"Fat, wait!"

"Yeah, what is it, (Y/N)?"

"Can you please...tell Amajiki that I love him?"

"Of course, Kiddo."

"Thank you..."

"Anytime. Goodnight, (Y/N)."

"Goodnight, Fat."

You ended the call with a sigh. You were constantly worried for Tamaki's well being. Why did he have to be a hero? He ended up hurt so often. You hated it. You hated that you were just a regular old person, and he was a hero, risking his lives to save others that would never do the save for him. Deciding to take FatGum's advice, you laid down on the couch, pulling a blanket over you. After what seemed like years, you finally wandered into a dreamless sleep.

You awoke to the starling sound of the front door shutting and shot your head up. "Amajiki! Is that you?"

You boyfriend appeared, still in his tattered costume, looking at the floor sheepishly. "H-Hey, bunny..." You jumped up, and ran to him, embracing him. He winced under your touch, causing you to pull yourself away. "I-It's okay, bunny. Just a few b-bruises here and there...I'm fine..."

You felt tears begin to well up into your eyes. "Amajiki..." you clung to him, selfishly not caring about his injuries. "Please stop this...you can find a regular job...just please stop..."

He pushed you away, shocked, his eyes welling up with the revelation that you no longer supported his life’s dream. "W-What are you saying?"

You hesitated, looking away in shame. "Please stop doing hero work...My heart can't take it Amajiki." you looked into his eyes with a pitiful beg.

"I-I cant believe you'd say that! Y-You know this is my passion!" he could feel anger begin to bubble in his system. How could you be so selfish? How could you expect him to just give up everything he’d worked so hard for?

"But baby-" he cut you off.

"N-No! How could you say that, (Y/N)?" you began to feel overwhelmed, tears spilling form your eyes, showing no signs of slowing.

"Jiki, I just-"

"No. I don't wanna to hear it." he turned away from you coldly. "I'm going to take a shower." And with that, he stormed off, toward the bathroom, to shed his tattered uniform, before slamming the door behind him.

"What have I done...?" you whispered to yourself. "I just ruined our relationship over being worried... I have to make things right." you decided. After giving Tamaki a bit of time to cool off, you softly knocked on the bathroom door.

"Amajiki? May I come in?" you asked, a bit of tremble still evident in your voice. He gave no answer. Slowly, you pried the door open, slipping into the steamy room, before sitting yourself on the lidded toilet. "I...I brought you a warm towel...and some fresh clothes." you attempted a peace offering, only to be met by silence. "Jiki...please talk to me..." you pleaded. "I'm so sorry for what I said..."

"Y-You really hurt my feelings, (Y/N)." his trembling voice echoed against the tile.

"I-I know...and I understand if you can't forgive me..." you felt a tear slip down your cheek. "But...can we at least talk about it?"

"I-I guess..."

"May I come into the shower with you...?" you asked, hope in your voice.

"You can..."

This was how most of your fights with Tamaki were resolved, in the shower. Oddly, you both enjoyed knowing that there was nothing you could hide in the shower. It was just the two of you, close together, with no room for secrets. It was your safe place.

You shyly shed you clothes, and drew the curtain back slightly, stepping into the warm water. Tamaki faced the shower head, letting the therapeutic beads numb the bruises on his face. You silently snaked your arms around his torso, hugging him gently.

"I'm sorry, Amajiki...I really am." you whispered. "I just worry so much..." He turned to face you, still in your embrace. Now you had a clear view of how much damage he'd taken tonight. His abs were decorated with fresh cuts, and blossoming bruises sprinkled his torso.

"I-I understand that you're worried, bunny, but being a hero is part of who I am...and I need you to respect that." he winced, wrapping his arms around your neck.

"I know...I promise to respect your wishes from now on." you looked away, defeated. Tamaki caught your chin and turned your attention back to him.

"Thank you, bunny." he kissed your forehead, and embraced your small frame.

"I love you..." you whispered into his collarbone.

"I-I love you too, bunny." he said, as you gently pressed a kiss into his lips, which he returned. You allowed your lips to move in sync with his, not becoming startled until you felt his lips part, followed by a slimy muscle dragging it's way across your bottom lip. Thinking it was simply Tamaki's tongue, you parted your lips, to allow him entry.

Suddenly, you pushed him away, feeling a muscle, much, much larger than his tongue push past your lips. Tamaki stood before you, with a sheepish grin and a lustful look in his eyes.

"S-Sorry, bunny...I had some Takoyaki at the hospital, and thought you might like to try some..." he blushed, parting his lips to allow a thick, purple tentacle to slither out.

You were shocked, never once, had Tamaki used his quirk on you, even after you'd asked him to, so for him to use it now, without being asked, and especially after an argument, was uncharacteristic of him.

"A-Amajiki, I..." you were at a loss for words, and this, put Tamaki at a loss of confidence.

"O-Oh, I'm so sorry, bunny, I didn't mean to make you u-uncomfortable..." he said, hiding the tentacle behind his lips and looking away.

"No, no, baby," you panicked, pulling yourself close to him. "I'd love to try some..."

Tamaki blushed, pulling you closer, as your lips parted. Shyly, he allowed his tentacle tongue to slither it's way into your mouth, caressing the sides of your cheeks. You let out a satisfied sigh, loving the feeling of the muscle wiggling against your tongue. Trying to fight for dominance, you swirled your pink muscle against the tentacle, obviously losing. Submissively, you let him push you up against the cold tile wall as you tangled your fingers in his dark hair.

"Oh,Amajiki...." you moaned, feeling the heat between your legs beginning to grow. "What else can you do with that thing?" Tamaki blushed deeply, understanding what you wanted, as he lowered himself to his knees.

"Y-You want octopus kisses here?" he asked, darting his eyes from yours to your heat. You nodded shyly. "Anything for my bunny..." you gripped his hair tightly upon feeling his special tongue licking a thick stripe over your womanhood before the very tip began flicking your swollen clit.

"Oh, god, Amajiki..." your moans echoed off of the tiles and filled his ears with confidence. You let out a squeak as Tamaki lifted one of your legs, and rested it on his shoulder without warning, allowing him deeper access to your entrance. Pleasured screams soon filled the bathroom as the tentacle shoved it's way inside you, tickling your g-spot.

"Oh, fuck baby..." you moaned, gripping his hair for dear life. "If you don't stop, I'm gonna..." you couldn't finish your sentence, embarrassment and pleasure taking over all of your thoughts. Tamaki looked up into your eyes, without showing any signs of stopping, and watched, stroking himself to the sight of your face as it contorted in pleasure. A low groan escaped his throat. "Fuck, Tamaki, I'm gonna cum!" you gave a shrill warning, feeling the knot in your stomach threaten to come undone.

"Cum all over my face, bunny." Tamaki managed to say, although his words were distorted by his position. You did as you were told, releasing your warm cream onto his tongue, seeing him stroking his cock, getting off at the sight of you had thrown your over the edge. Slowly, he slid his tentacle out, which returned to its original state before slithering back behind his teeth. You slid down the shower wall, laying in his arms as he continued to jerk himself off.

"B-Bunny, you taste amazing..." he gushed, licking his lips. "Please, kiss me..." you leaned into him, granting his wish, connecting in a sweet, meaningful kiss, just as he reached orgasm, his seed easily sliding down the drain. You stayed in each other's embrace for a bit a comfortable silence washing over you.

"I love you so much, Amajiki..."

"I love you too, (Y/N). More than you'll ever know."

(Ya’ll behave yourselves with this one! 🙃)

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bunny-smut · 2 years

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Birthday Boy

✟ genre: smut, MINORS DNI!!

✟ pairing: Soft Dom!Tamaki x Fem!Reader

✟ warnings: CHARACTERS AGED UP, birthday sex, soft unprotected sex, biting/nipping, oral (both receiving), a sprinkle of overstim, creampie, sweet soft love

You counted the days down on your calendar. Since February you have been planning a surprise birthday party for your boyfriend Tamaki, who was now turning 21. You were so excited to throw a small party, knowing just the people to invite since you knew he hated big events.

You only invited Mirio and Nejire and showed your plans to them, both equally if not, more excited than you. However that couldn’t be possible, since you had a certain surprise planned just for him after the two left.

The days were shortening, the date coming closer and closer to his birthday made you nervous. March 1st hit, and your heart jumped for joy as you marked an X on the last day of February on your calendar. Just 3 more days.

March 2nd, another X.

March 3rd, and another X.

Finally, March 4th.

You heard your doorbell ring, jumping up and off of your couch you rushed to the door and opened it to greet Mirio and Nejire.

“Nejire! Mirio! Thank you so much for coming!” You giggled, wrapping an arm around each of them, bringing them into a tight embrace which they reciprocated.

“We wouldn’t miss it for the world! It is my best friend’s birthday after all.” Mirio gave you a goofy smile. You smiled and let the two in, letting them make themselves home and hide their gifts in your bedroom.

“So y/n what did you have planned for after we leave?” Nejire smiled, elbowing you in the side knowing you knew what she was implying. You rolled your eyes and brushed her off, walking to the kitchen to grab your phone and check the time.

Currently, he was at work but his shift would be over very soon. You knew he would be home in about 15-20 minutes. Sending a quick text, you put your phone down and began to take out the food for Mirio and Nejire.

You sat down next to the two and began to talk, waiting for the time to pass. The room went silent when the door lock began to rattle, signaling Tamaki had come home.

“Hide hide!” You urged the two behind the couch and stood in front of the door, waiting for it to fully open. When it did, you were met with a bright smile and warm hug.

“Tamaki! Happy birthday!” You said, burying your face into his chest.

“Thank you…” he sighed into your neck, pressing your body close to his chest, the warmth was so captivating he never wanted to let go.

“SURPRISE!” Tamaki jumped back in horror, his face had the expression of terror until he saw the two bubbly characters.

“Mirio! Nejire!” He exclaimed, a smile tugged at his lips.

“I invited them over for a tiny party. I hope you like what we have in store.” You grinned, pecking his lips and pulling him to the couch where you sat down.

You ate, gave him his gifts, and played multiple games, monopoly being the most competitive as Mirio and Nejire won back to back.

“Fat stacks!” Mirio smirked as he sprinkled the fake money over himself.

“I’m not cleaning that up!” You laughed.

It had gotten a bit late, but that was okay as you were beginning to get excited for the REAL surprise. You stood up and made your way into the kitchen, pulling out a small cake from the fridge. It had frosting that read “Happy birthday, Tamaki!” on the top, with strawberries that laced the outside of the chocolate cake.

You grabbed a candle and a lighter and walked back into the living with the sweet treat in your hands. Tamaki smiled as he watched you place the tray onto the table, Mirio and Nejire excited to cut and eat it.

“Happy birthday Tamaki, I hope you like the cake.” You gave him a tender smile and kissed his cheek, his face flushing at the gentle intimacy. You lit his candle and sang him happy birthday, a smile was plastered on all of your faces.

He blew his candle out, claps sounded from all three of you as he silently made his wish. You cut the cake and ate it, licking frosting off the corner of his lips.

“It’s late, so we’ll get going. Happy birthday buddy, see you tomorrow!” Mirio yawned as he stood up.

You walked Mirio and Nejire to the door, the two of them waving and saying their goodbyes.

“Good luck~!” Nejire winked at you as she walked out the door. You giggled, turning back to Tamaki to help him clean up.

Wrapping your arms around his waist, you bit your lip and smiled, looking up at him with loving eyes.

“We can clean up tomorrow, plus I’ve got one more gift to give you.” You smiled.

He gave you a puzzled look as you dragged him into your bedroom. Pulling him into a kiss, he smiled into it and returned it with fervor, now knowing exactly what his birthday gift from you was going to be.

You pulled your sweater over your head and tossed it to the side, followed by your jeans and bra. Now you were just in your underwear! You cornered him by the bed and made him sit down, sinking to his crotch and unzipping his jeans.

You pulled his jeans and boxers down gently, taking his cock into your hands.

“You ready?” You bit your lip and looked him in the eyes. Both of your faces were flushed, pink spread to your ears and slightly down your neck.

He gave you a quick nod and watched as you began to pump him, your hand working around his veins and squeezing just hard enough to make him whimper.

You licked the tip, precum already beginning to form in small beads at the top. Slowly, you sank down on him, the taste of salt filled your mouth from the sticky liquid. You could hear his breathing stagger as you quickened your pace, dragging your tongue against the bottom part of his cock.

He definitely liked that since his hips bucked up and he began to mutter encouraging words. You moaned onto his cock, the vibrations making him groan. He began to grit his teeth, his hands coming up and setting them on your head.

He began to face fuck you, bucking his hips up and forcing his cock further down your throat. His breathing became more erratic the faster he went, your saliva and warmth making him lose his mind.

“Ah y/n..” he panted out, his dick twitched in your mouth.

“Y/n I-” before he could say another word, his hot cum filled your mouth, the sticky liquid spilling out from the corner of your lip. He moaned and pulled out of your mouth, clearly dazed. You licked your lips and swallowed, the warmth going down your throat.

He composed himself and smiled at you.

“Bunny, let me taste you.” He said without a stutter. You blushed, his words made your gut heat up. He pulled you into the bed and positioned himself between your legs. You squeaked as you felt him kiss your inner thigh, arousal pooling in your panties.

You bit your lip in anticipation as he hooked his finger in the fabric, slowly pulling them off. He tosses them in with the rest of your clothes, his tongue lolled out , licking up your pussy lips.

The sensation immediately made you moan and close your thighs around his head, his hands massaging the plush skin. He began to eat you out, his moans sending vibrations through you and making the pleasure peak.

“Tamaki! Ah oh god…” you breathed, grinding your pussy against his mouth.

Your body began to shake, his tongue hitting your clit multiple times. He brought his finger up and sunk a digit in, your back arching as he curled it and I steered another before setting a steady pace. You moaned as he held onto your thigh and ate you out.

You threaded your fingers into his hair, grinding against him some more. Shutting your eyes, you began to feel your orgasm building up.

“Tamaki! I’m gonna cum!” You cried out, a wave of pleasure engulfed you and spread to every nerve in your body.

“Ah!” You choked back a moan, your body shaking from the orgasm. Tamaki let you ride out your high before pulling back and licking his lips.

“Tamaki I need you in me..” you sighed, pulling him down to give him a kiss.

“Okay…” he blushed, lining his cock up with your pussy. Slowly, he sank himself in you, your walls stretching at his girth and length.

You groaned and held onto his arms as he began to pump in and out of you. He leaned down and nipped at your neck, his teeth leaving small marks on your breasts and neck skin. He began to moan and grind himself into you, your g spot was sensitive from your previous orgasm.

“Y/n you feel so good…” he groaned into your ear, your moans getting louder and louder.

“Tamaki fuck..!” You tipped your head back and let out a moan, his pace picking up. The sound of slapping and squelching filled the room as he fucked you. You squeezed his arm as he reached down with the other to toy with your already sensitive clit.

The pleasure was too much, your walls clamping down as you came again. That did it.

“Tamaki!” You cried, he groaned and picked up the pace, his balls slapping against your ass.

“Y/n I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum!” He moaned as he buried himself into you, his hot semen filling you to the brim. He humped his orgasm out, your mouth meeting his shoulder skin as you nipped and kissed him.

“I love you Y/n…” he mumbled, still inside you.

“I love you too, birthday boy…” you smiled, playing with his hair.

Tags : @starburst-chan

Happy birthday Tamaki Amajiki! Thank you to all my followers and Tamaki lovers out there! I hope you have a good day/afternoon/night!!

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megamindscum · 3 years

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Trigger warning: Noncon, yanderes

Is it so much to ask that a yandere noncons me gently, with praise instead of degradation? Just so desperately kisses me and profusely apologizes that they just have to fuck me? Saying they've needed me and needed to fuck me and breed me for months, years even. Someone you might consider good or shy, cocky or cruel, just rocking their hips into you at a fast pace, crying that they're sorry and they really couldn't hold back anymore all whilst praisng you with "good little one", you take my cock so well darling, you were made for me sweetheart, the way your pulsing around me is delicious, I've needed this since the day we met, I've been masturbating to dirty fantasies of us since the first time I saw your beautiful face angel, and now I get to breed you like I've always been meant to bunny. "

In conclusion, I was getting upset about being called a slut and a bitch in Yandere x readers.

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heroloverangel · 2 years

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The More the Merrier

I think this is where I’d like to end things with this particular storyline, but I wanted to leave off with something sweet for these three! ❤️

Tamaki has a problem.

He’s uncomfortable around damn near everyone, so it really isn’t a surprise that he’d end up falling for the only girl who can get him to make eye contact. What began as a good-natured attempt on your part to help him out of his shell has become a worst case scenario for him. Having a crush on anyone was terrifying, but his best friend’s girlfriend? He feels like he’s taken advantage of your kindness and betrayed both of you.

Of course you’ve noticed the difference. He’d been steadily relaxing more because of the first time you slept together, but that progress quickly devolved back to square one after the second night. You’re afraid you’ve done something wrong, crossed some unspecified boundary you didn’t know about, and Mirio’s no help in the situation. Your normally sunny boyfriend tries to hide it, but you can tell that he’s bothered by Tamaki’s cold shoulder and a little hurt that they haven’t talked about it. With graduation only a week away, you beg him to try again. You and Mirio are moving in together, but Tamaki will be in another town closer to Fatgum’s agency, and you can’t stand the thought of him drifting away without an explanation.

You make sure you’re busy elsewhere when Mirio badgers his friend into a conversation. Always subtle as a brick, he pounces on Tamaki as soon as the other boy walks into the room. “Hey, are you okay? It seems like something’s been up with you lately, is all. You know I’m all ears if you wanna talk about it.”

Tamaki’s chest hurts at the offer, but he’s never been a good liar. “It’s…it’s really nothing. I’ve just had a lot on my mind lately.”

“Like what?”

He swallows hard and forces himself to continue. “I…um, I kind of really like this girl but-”

Mirio beams. “That’s great, you should ask her out! Who is it, do I know her?”

“No, it’s not great. She’s already got a boyfriend, I can’t tell her.”

“Ohhhhh, that’s a tough one. Have they been together long?” He nods and Mirio rubs his chin thoughtfully. “Man, that sucks. Maybe you’ll luck out and he’s a terrible person?”

“No, he’s pretty much the best guy ever.”

“Well, so are you!” He can tell his friend is trying to help, but it’s not his fault he has no idea. He puts all his brain cells to work and still doesn’t come up with much. “Honestly, I think I’d just tell her how I felt. Even if it doesn’t change things, knowing somebody else who’s super awesome likes her will probably be a huge confidence boost!” He laughs, missing the anxious look on his friend’s face entirely. “So, who is it?”

The name comes out as a mumbled whisper that he doesn’t catch and after a few painful seconds Tamaki says it again, finally daring to meet his eyes. “It’s her. You’re the best guy.”

“...Huh.” Mirio’s taken aback, but an idea is already forming somewhere deep in his brain.

“That’s it, just ‘huh’ and nothing else? Aren’t you mad?”

“No, I’m just surprised is all. Why would I be mad? I know how amazing she is, I totally get why you’d like her.” He gives a decisive nod. “I still think you should tell her.”

Tamaki’s groan is exasperated. “Mirio, no. She’s got a boyfriend. You’re her boyfriend, remember?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know, maybe she’d wanna have two? I’ve never thought about it before. Do you want me to talk to her?”

The room is silent for a minute. “You’d really do that for me?” It’s almost infuriating to see Mirio so happy about a conversation he’d been dreading so much. He shouldn’t be surprised that his friend is so willing to broach the subject with you, or that he’s so open to the thought of sharing your heart the way he’s shared your body.

Tamaki doesn’t hold out much hope, and is therefore blindsided when he gets a text from you two days later.

Hey! Mirio and I talked about some things and I like the idea. It’s your choice if you wanna try making this a bigger thing, but no pressure either way! Do you wanna meet in my room tonight? ❤️❤️

His breath catches in his throat and he’s immediately sweating. Before he can second-guess himself, he makes an impulsive decision to respond. Fingers shaking, he agrees and sends the message.

To his credit, it takes a lot of courage to actually knock on your door and step inside. You’re busy packing up your dorm, half-filled boxes lined up against the wall but give him a bright smile that’s somehow terrifying and soothing at the same time. “Hi, I’m glad to see you! Sorry about the mess, kinda left it all for the last minute.” You reach for him and pull him further into the room, kicking aside a hoodie he recognizes as Mirio’s.

Speaking of Mirio, he’s already sitting comfortably on your bed and browsing through his phone. “It’d go quicker if she let me help, but I’m not allowed.”

“Your idea of helping is just cramming everything within arm’s reach into one box and duct taping it closed,” you point out, your voice sounding exasperated but fond. “Anyways, do you wanna have a seat and talk?”

Tamaki manages to nod and sits on your bed while you plop down on the floor in front of them. “So, you know that I, um, really like you a lot…” He can’t look you in the eye while he speaks, instead focusing on a loose thread fraying off your shorts. “And, and it’s not as just a friend anymore.”

Your gaze is as comforting as ever when he finally brings himself to look at you. “Yeah, I know. It’s actually pretty funny, I’ve always sort of had a crush on you too.” His mouth falls open in surprise and you laugh. “What? Don’t act so shocked. I would have asked you out a long time ago if it wouldn’t have made you uncomfortable.” Your eyes flicker between them with obvious affection. “You know I love Mirio, but if I’d known sooner that both of you were an option…I’m pretty sure we would have been doing this a lot more.”

He glances over at Mirio. “You’re okay with that, too? I don’t want to get in the way, everyone knows you guys are practically married already.”

Mirio claps him on the shoulder with a laugh. “Are you kidding? I think it’s great! You’re both my favorite people, and you know I like seeing you together, so if anything this just saves us a lot of time!” It’s a bit unbelievable how enthusiastic he is about adding an extra person to his relationship, but he’s always been too good to be true. “Come on, you know I’d speak up if I had a problem with any of this.” It’s true, there’s no way he could keep it to himself if it bothered him.

“Tamaki? And how do you feel?” You offer him another kind smile and pat his knee gently. “This is a big step for you, too. If you’re not comfortable with it, you can tell us and we’ll drop it. It’s fine if you’d rather just keep it casual like we’ve been doing, or wanna go fully platonic. We just want you to be happy.” You see your boyfriend nodding swiftly in the corner of your eye, agreeing completely.

He takes several long breaths to collect his thoughts. You rub soothing patterns into his knee from your seat on the floor while, by some miracle, Mirio stays quiet and lets him debate with himself. “I think I’d be happy with that. All of us together, I mean.”

The sense of relief among all three of you is palpable. You look up at your boyfriends with a wide grin spreading across your face. “Think you wanna have some fun, then?” Tamaki gives in faster than he has any other time and you’re quick to yank the shirt over your head. You put a hand on each of their thighs to left yourself off the floor, squeezing them perhaps a bit more than necessary, and they’re happy to help you up. Mirio’s already moving from his seat, directing Tamaki further up on your bed so he can lead you onto his lap and kneel behind you. “Hey,” you laugh at their expressions, one red-faced and nervous while the other is once again beaming with excitement.

“Man, we’ve really got the best girlfriend don’t we?” You can hear the pure happiness in Mirio’s voice and offer him a kiss while he works at your bra. Tamaki makes a small sound of agreement, fumbling for your waist and you guide his hands onto you. His thumbs rub circles into your skin tentatively until Mirio pops open the hooks and throws the bra in a random direction. He stares down at your exposed breasts with wide eyes, watching carefully as large hands appear from behind you to grope at your chest. “Isn’t she the cutest?”

Tamaki swallows, throat already dry. “Y-yeah. She’s incredible.” You don’t have the words to tell them how lucky you feel to have them both now. You reach for him to run a hand through his hair and bring him down for a kiss, sighing into it as Mirio teases at your nipples. “You’re amazing,” he murmurs to you, and it warms your heart.

The three of you fall into a comfortable rhythm together with your tongue in Tamaki’s mouth and Mirio grinding his hardening cock against your ass while he plays with your breasts. He’d be perfectly happy to stay like this all night, but the rest of you are eager for things to progress further. “Hold on a second,” you pant between heated kisses and your hands touch his. “These are in the way.” With only a bit of encouragement you get him to help you shove your shorts down your thighs, wiggling just a little awkwardly to get them off when Mirio’s pressed so tightly against your back. “Much better,” you decide before trailing your lips down his neck to feel his heartbeat pounding for you.

“You’re…you look so pretty,” Tamaki whispers, barely audible over everyone’s heavy breathing. “This is real, right?”

“Feels pretty real to me,” Mirio laughs, releasing one of your breasts to grab Tamaki’s hand and move it towards the waistband of your underwear. “She’s your girlfriend, give her some attention.” You look unmistakably excited at the suggestion, how could he resist? Hesitantly he slips his fingers into your panties and groans when he feels how damp they are. His touch is so gentle as it circles your clit until you’re squirming, then shifts to push barely into your pussy.

“Tamakiiii,” you coo, pressing yourself into his hand. “You always make me feel good.” Rough fingers pinch at your nipple and you glance behind you. “Both of you do,” you praise them with an affectionate sigh. You push his shirt up a few inches to run your nails over his stomach and he gasps at the contact. “Can’t believe I get two of you,” you gush. His confidence begins to grow and soon enough two of his fingers are slipping inside you. “You’re so good to me, baby.”

Oh, he loves hearing you say that way more than he’d expected. “You d-deserve it…s-sweetheart.” He mumbles the last word nervously but the look on your face is pure joy.

“Oh my god,” you moan, glancing back to see Mirio with the same expression. “You’re so adorable, fuck.” Your hand slides lower to feel the tent in his pants. “Gonna make you feel so good too,” you promise.

You’re aware of Mirio’s hands leaving your chest, but you don’t expect it when the seam of your panties is ripped open. “Feels like it’s time to get this party going a little more,” he defends himself, aware of the lecture he’ll get later for destroying another pair of your underwear. The other side gets the same treatment and both of them groan at the sight of you naked. He returns to one of your breasts while the other arm snakes across your hip to get between your thighs. With Tamaki focusing on working his fingers steadily in your cunt, he’s got the perfect opportunity to play with your clit and make you wriggle between them.

It’s overwhelming when they’re both kissing you breathless, rubbing against your body as eagerly as you’re doing with theirs and touching you exactly how you love. Their names fall out of your mouth in a jumbled mess, too distracted to separate them in your mind. When you come, they both feel the way you go rigid for a long moment, clit twitching and pussy clenching tight for them. They stare at you wordlessly, even Mirio speechless as you ride out your orgasm with Tamaki beneath you and him supporting you from behind.

You’re aware of a flurry of movement as you regain your senses and realize they’re taking this brief pause to strip their own clothes off. Tamaki’s dick is pretty, and you never get tired of seeing it hard for you. “I’m, um, gonna put it in now if you’re ready?”

You’re more than ready, that much is obvious. Mirio’s strong hands move to your hips to position you on top of him and slowly help you down onto his cock. You let out a pleased sigh as you take more of him into you, wrapping your arms around his neck for another kiss when he bottoms out. “That’s it. You take such good care of me,” you coo and trail your lips along the pulse of his throat. He’s grateful he’s already done this with you before and has an easier time figuring himself out, hands returning to your waist to help you up and down. With Mirio still groping at your chest and leaving kisses across your shoulders, you’re in heaven.

“Hey,” you hear his voice in your ear, low and ragged as he ruts against your ass. “What do you think about taking both of us?” You let out a shaky breath and consider it. You’ve only let Mirio fuck your ass a few times; he’s got so much excitable energy, sometimes he just can’t be trusted to ease himself into you even with lube. Still, you don’t dislike the idea, and after a bit more waffling you nod.

“Okay, we’ll try it. But you have to remember-”

“I know, I gotta go slow. I’m not gonna forget this time, I promise.” He grins at you and your heart melts at how much you love this big idiot. It takes some impressive maneuvering for him to reach into the half-open drawer by your bed by he manages to pull the bottle out. “Good thing you didn’t pack this yet, huh?” Tamaki looks on in confusion and you trace your fingers over his chest as you work yourself on his dick.

“Don’t worry, we’re just gonna try something new together, alright?” The idea of experiencing anything new always fills him with a little dread, but you’ve never steered him wrong before. It’s not hard to figure out Mirio’s plan as he watches him cover his fingers with the slippery liquid and reach down for you. You move slowly on top of Tamaki while Mirio’s hand works you open, letting out tiny little noises at his touch that both of them love hearing. “That feels…really good, babe. You can go ahead and do it now,” you insist with an unexpectedly innocent kiss to his cheek.

You cling to Tamaki for support as you feel Mirio gently push into your ass. “Can you touch me?” You don’t have to ask twice before his hand moves down from your waist to stroke over your clit and he feels the way you squeeze when you’re being overwhelmed like this. “Y-yeah, just like that,” you pant, trying not to squirm too much between them. Mirio’s still got one hand on your chest as he gradually works his big cock in and out of you, his heavy breaths an obvious sign how hard he’s working to control himself. “Fuck, you two spoil me.”

He does his best to hold himself back but eventually presses fully inside and all three of you stop. You’re already panting hard when he turns your chin back for another kiss and gives your ass a squeeze. “You still feeling alright with this?”

You struggle to swallow with your dry throat. “I’m okay. It just feels…” you shift your hips a bit to test it. “I feel so full,” you moan, planting your hands more firmly on Tamaki’s shoulders. “I think I like it.” After another minute to adjust yourself you feel more confident about your position. “You guys can start moving again.”

Mirio needs no further instruction to start fucking you. He has enough sense to go slower than usual, but you’re sure that wont last all night. You hear the gasp from Tamaki who stares at Mirio with wide eyes before finally speaking again. “Shit, I didn’t know I’d be able to feel you inside her.” Heat prickles down your spine, why does that turn you on so much?

Mirio’s laugh is more ragged that normal but genuinely delighted. “Really? That’s so cool! Come on, you do it too.” The encouragement is welcome; after a moment he resumes thrusting into your cunt and earns a muffled growl from the man with his face buried in your neck. “Wow, you were right. I can feel you moving inside too, this is awesome.” He looks at you with a smirk. “And I bet it’s gotta be even better for you, huh?” It is, you’re being stimulated in a way you’ve never experienced before and it makes you feel like raw electricity is flowing through your veins.

“It’s a lot but it’s great,” you whimper, moving back and forth between them. It’s clear that you’re the one in control here, setting a pace that allows you to give them equal focus without tiring yourself out. They busy themselves with your body instead, kissing and touching every inch of you they can reach while you fuck yourself on their cocks. Their constant attention to your nipples and clit is driving you crazy, and you know it won’t take them long to drag another climax out of you. “You’re perfect,” you huff between ragged gasps. “Both of you are so perfect.” Buried so deep inside you, they can tell you’re coming as your holes clamp down on them. You’re too distracted with yourself to enjoy the sounds they both make, but you’ll definitely have more chances to hear them in the future. Tamaki grinds to a halt to steady you, allowing Mirio to finally speed up to a pace he’s more used to. You return to your senses with his dick moving roughly inside you and Tamaki still teasing your clit with feather-light strokes. “Guuuuys,” you whine. “I need a break for a second.”

They give you the time you need, Mirio fumbling to grab a glass of water you left on your drawer earlier. You take a long drink before passing it to them and you all take a moment to catch your breaths. “You okay? I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer after that,” he warns and Tamaki makes a rough sound in agreement. You wouldn’t mind a longer break, but you’re determined to help them finish before the adrenaline wears off. You begin rocking your hips between them again, signaling you can handle a bit more for your boyfriends. “Love you so much,” he murmurs in your ear and kneads a handful of your ass to spur you along.

You’d never call them greedy, but neither of them can keep their hands off you after that. Your brain feels like it’s short-circuiting with every brush of their fingers over you, and you can already feel the familiar tension in your belly when Tamaki’s grip tightens hard on your hips and forces you down to meet him. You feel him come inside you with a sweet breathy whimper of your name and all the energy left in him flows out. His grasp goes limp and he simply stares at the scene in front of him in a daze, a small but content smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Don’t stop yet,” Mirio orders from your other side. “I just need a little more, okay?” You can tell Tamaki feels like jelly but he obeys, sloppily thrusting inside you again to keep the moment going. You give permission for Mirio to go faster, hoping to end this before Tamaki gets overwhelmed. He’s happy to pull you tighter against his chest to fuck you with quick, deep strokes that leave your head spinning. The groan he lets out is so appealingly filthy you almost wish he’d keep going, but you relish the massive hug he wraps you in as he showers you in kisses and both of them finally pull out of you. Tamaki has to scoot all the way to the wall to make room for both of you to flop down on the bed with him, but it’s worth it when you’re laying between them with the biggest smile on your face.

“That was…we’re really idiots for not doing this sooner.” They laugh at your observation, tired but happy. You turn over to face Tamaki and rest your head on his shoulder. “Still interested? I can’t promise there’ll be a threeway every night like this, but you know how much we’d love to be with you.”

You watch the blush spread to the tips of his ears. “Definitely still interested. Uh, I don’t exactly know what I’m doing with being in a relationship, but I’ll try my best for you.”

Mirio, always ridiculous, lifts his arm for a high-five that’s exhaustedly returned. He gives your thigh a squeeze that makes you very aware of the mess all over your lower body and the bed. “Ugh, I’m gonna need to go clean up,” you force yourself up begrudgingly. “Can you change the sheets? I already packed the clean ones, but it shouldn’t be too hard to find the box.” They help you to your feet without complaint and you return a few minutes later wearing a fresh tank top and underwear. The bed’s been remade, but what gets your attention is the sight of Tamaki with his tongue shoved impressively far into Mirio’s throat. “Oh, hello.” Tamaki looks almost embarrassed when they separate, but Mirio is just as sunny as ever.

“Um, we were-”

You shake your head and ruffle his hair with a smile. “He’s your boyfriend too. I’m just disappointed you didn’t wait for me to get back first.” You both give him a kiss on his burning cheeks and you squeeze his hand comfortingly. “I wanna see a lot more of that going forward,” you tease and stifle a yawn.

Mirio’s returned to his original spot on your bed and pats the small space next to him. “It’s getting kinda late, think it’s time we call it a night?” You agree, pulling Tamaki with you. The mattress isn’t nearly big enough for all of you to fit comfortably, but it’s only for a few more days. You’ve already bought a larger one for your new place, and you can always find something even better in the future when Tamaki’s ready to move in full-time. You fall asleep easily, cuddled between the two men you love most and more excited than you’ve ever felt before.

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