Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x bratty!Reader(female)
Warnings: Language, 18+ (minor dni), degradation, slight bondage play
I don’t know but the idea of teasing Tamaki just does something to me.
Sitting extra close to him and rubbing his toned thighs until he squirms, kissing his sensitive neck while he makes the most sinful whimpers. Whew!
And while you may think this is foreplay, to him you’re just being a needy little brat. He waits until just the right moment, when he’s confident enough, and completely flips the scenario. He’s got your hands pinned to the headboard while he mercilessly￼ pounds your sweet dripping cunny.
“Fuck Tama”, you gurgle. “Feels too good”. You arch your chest up to emphasize the ongoing pleasure in the pit of your stomach.
He’ll just thrust stronger, not faster, and look at your blissed out face. It’s slick with sweat and contorted with pleasure just the way he likes.
You may have had the upper hand for a while but now he has you panting like his bitch.
“Shut up, and take it. It what you wanted wasn’t it? D..dirty slut”.
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LOVE IS BLIND — Izuku Midoriya x GN!reader.
Summary: You died and Izuku can't accept that he wasn't able to see the signs that you had given up trying to keep trying.
Warnings ⚠️: death, implicit suicide, angst.
Pairing: Izuku Midoriya × GN!reader.
A/N: I was wanting to write something fluff, but I'm not very good at happy endings, and my playlist doesn't work either, I have a lot of sad songs in it. I hope you like what I wrote! Good reading. ♡
Izuku wonders why he was unable to see you wasting away.
“Love, blind as it is, prevents lovers from seeing the follies they commit”. You quoted Shakespeare many times, with a bright smile playing on your lips.
At first he didn't understand the meaning of it, but today many of the things you told him make sense. The hints of degrading jokes, the lack of sparkle in your eyes, the fact that you were always tired even after sleeping for almost two days straight, the loss of appetite, and the aggressive behavior; the signs that you had given up trying were right in front of you, and he couldn't see it. Or maybe he didn't want to see.
You gave him too many chances, and he let them all pass by. So when you let go of his hand in the crossfire, he didn't notice until it was too late.
Looking at the cold, inert corpse in his arms, he wonders if you were afraid when the time came, if it hurt, if you hesitated and if you suffered. “Was there no other way?” He chews his lower lip, blaming himself, the unspoken expression on his face making him insane. Are you really at peace? Tears fall on his bruised scalp, the beaten blood runs down with the water joining the ashes and dust under his feet.
“The only certainty we all have is death”. You punctuated in a random conversation about the future, which you didn't want to give too many details about your plans, he remembers agreeing with you, and the bitterness of regret spreads like poison on his tongue.
He feels sick, he wants to vomit up all the pain and suffering accumulated inside his chest, but if he does there is no one to clean up the mess when he is done. His companions look at him with pity, having no idea how to console him, they all felt his loss, but Midoriya felt too much.
When people are suffering the hero comes and saves them, but when the hero is suffering who protects him?
You protected him in the past, but you are no longer here to do that now.
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