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bakubunny · 7 months
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act one: the hands of a hero
kinktober 2023
pairing: midoriya izuku x fem!reader
wc: 0.9k
tags: aged up characters; switch!izuku; switch!reader; hand holding; edging; creampie; fingering (f receiving); praise kink; lots of pet names: baby, princess, angel, sweetheart, good boy, good girl; d/s undertones; established relationship; soft!izuku; riding; missionary; pinned down; multiple rounds; izuku cleans himself up after (sort of); begging if you squint a little
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Some days it felt as though you could never stop staring at those beautiful, scarred hands. The ones that had saved the lives of many. The ones that reached out to help others in need. The ones that so many had come to know and love as a bright green current traced over his skin.
Those were the same strong hands you were lucky enough to hold every day. They cupped and stroked your face gently, ran over your body with reverence and love, held you down and gripped you hard enough to bruise, trembled in yours when you kissed him just right, made you shake and see stars in his arms. They were large and warm. They were scarred and rough and perfect.
Today, his hands were clasped tightly in yours as you straddled his. His thick cock slowly slid in and out of your pussy with a lewd, wet sound, your hips grinding into him as deep as you could get. It made your brain fuzzy just feeling him twitch and throb inside you as you moaned.
Izuku’s breath was shaky, whimpering pleas stumbling out of his mouth. “Please can I cum, princess? Please?”
“Not yet, baby, I need you still. Can you take it for me?” you said.
A guttural moan left his chest as he squeezed your hands tighter. “Fuck, yes,” he said.
“‘S my good boy. You’re doing so well.” It was incredible to see the way this big, strong hero grew tense and panted when you spoke.
His brow was sweating, his head spinning just hearing those words, his name on your lips. You moved Izuku’s hands to your breasts and he cursed, gently groping and playing as his cock throbbed. You leaned forward a little, rising and falling as your pace increased again. Your hips smacked into his as your head fell back and you moaned. The pressure against your cunt sent pleasure shooting through your body as Izuku stuttered and whined.
“B-baby please, ‘s too much, I can’t, f-fuck, I can’t-”
“Yes, you can. C’mon, you can take it for me. Hold on just a little longer,” you said. Your legs began to shake as you hit a deep, tender spot just right. You were teetering on the edge of climax just like him, groaning as your hips slowed to a near stop.
Izuku bucked into you with a high pitched moan, desperate as his body trembled. “Please, princess.”
He looked so gorgeous with his cheeks flushed, eyes wide and needy, bits of hair stuck to his forehead. It was almost too much. You leaned down and kissed him with heavy, shaky breaths. Izuku’s hands traveled to your waist, grinding your hips into him harder, still pleading quietly.
“Cum for me, ‘Zuku. Cum for me. I need it,” you said softly, his face in your hands.
Izuku’s eyes fluttered as he stared up at you. His hands gripped tightly onto your hips as he came with a groan, fucking into you as you clenched down hard on his cock. You were barely able to push your orgasm off as you felt him throb and the heat of his cum filled your cunt.
You laid together for a moment with his arms around your waist before a low, quiet groan filled your ear. “You did such a good job for me, angel. ‘M so proud of you,” he said.
A whimper escaped your lips as you ached and tightened around his softening cock.
Izuku continued praising you softly as he ran his fingers through your hair. “You’re such a good girl, letting me fill you up like that. Waiting so patiently until I’m ready to make cum.”
At this point, the heat of his breath and the gentle sound of his voice had you trembling. “‘Zuku, please.”
“Hmm? Use your words,” he said.
“Please make me cum,” you replied.
Izuku kissed you on the head. “That’s my girl. Lay on your back for me.”
You squeezed tightly as you pulled off of his cock and felt his cum start to leak out as you laid next to him, nestled into his shoulder. He pulled one of your legs over his thighs and slowly ran his hand up as he leaned and kissed you. Two thick fingers slid into your cunt and you whimpered under his touch, heat rolling down your body as he slowly pumped in and out.
“Deeper, please baby,” you said between kisses.
Your eyes rolled and you moaned as his gentle strokes changed to deep thrusts, his palm grinding against your clit.
“That’s my good girl. Let go for me, sweetheart. You’re so beautiful,” Izuku said softly.
Red sparks shot through your body as he fingered your leaking cunt, cum running down your ass and onto the bed. His hot, wet kisses grazed your ear and ran down into your neck as your legs shook.
He groaned into your skin. “That’s it, princess, go ahead. Give it to me. Cum. Let me have it.”
Your back arched and you cried out as pleasure crashed down over your body over and over as Izuku fingered you through your orgasm. You clung to him, panting as it came to an end. He pulled himself from you and took his fingers in his mouth to lick them clean. Izuku shifted once more and straddled you with a grin, grabbing your hands in his.
You let out a soft laugh. “What?”
He pinned your hands above your head with mischief in his eyes. “Open your legs. It’s time for round two.”
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archdevilsupreme · 1 month
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It is, by far, way too funny to me how I've been confused about Karlach's inventory for god knows how long before realising what's wrong. I was convinced it was the game being bugged since she can carry like 250kg.
Then I realised... she's been carrying around Cazador's corpse all this time. This shit is so funny to me because can you imagine a group of 4 people walking around Baldur's Gate, just casually dragging the corpse of a vampire lord along with them as a sign of dominance (and forgetfulness of said vampire corpse).
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zer0pm · 1 year
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Imagine Luis at a loss when you get back at him for every time he’s made you blush.
Response to @lilchickie’s genius request with a little twist :3 a flustered husband you shall have
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He warns, “This might hurt a little.”
“Promises, promises.”
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A deep chuckle followed by a comforting squeeze…
And he gently pushes in.
You wince upon the intrusion as the needle pierces your skin. Cool liquid pours into your veins, feeling like a breeze washing over you. Luis is mindful as he pulls the needle out and bandages your arm. Once he finishes, you give him a curt thanks and roll down your sleeve.
“Good news, that should prevent most plaga eggs from entering your system.” he explained clinically, throwing away the used items into an empty oil barrel nearby before returning his attention wholly to you. “The bad news, this is only a temporary solution and will do nothing against direct contact from stronger variants.”
“So basically, don’t start kissing any locals,” you remark in jest. “Got it.”
The man winks playfully, “Well- Unless it’s me, of course.”
You cheeks burn red. There he goes again.
The man is a serial flirt. You’ve known that since the moment you met him and he candidly asked you for a smoke. Confirmed when you said that you didn’t and he proceeded to ask for your number. You didn’t mind this, of course. Luis Serra was ruggedly handsome and possessed a witty charm that effortlessly drew you in like a magnet. However, as sexually charismatic as he made himself appear, Luis was above all a gentleman that never pushes the envelope in his advances. At worst, he leaves you a flustered mess with no say in the matter. As he’s currently doing now…
Taking your silence as a sign that he won over you yet again, Luis begins to back away from your seated form. He doesn’t go very far, however, as he’s stopped by deft fingers clutching at him by the zipper of his leather jacket. The Spaniard glances at you with mild curiosity.
No way you’re going to let him get away with it this time. You meet his questioning gaze, a coy grin tugged at the end of your lips.
“I might just take you up on that… Dr. Serra.”
His eyes widen at your words and the suggestive undertone within them, mouth hanging open but no words come out. You steal this opportunity to pull him closer to you and was met with no resistance. Bringing him into your space until he was caged between your legs, you use your other hand to toy with the lapel of his jacket. Again he says nothing, eyes following your hands intently.
“What’s the matter, Luis?” you drawl coquettishly. “Plaga got your tongue?”
Your question hardly brings him back to his senses, heart pumping and mind racing so heavily that all he managed was a simple-
“¿Qué?”
Got him.
“What was that?” you feign deafness. “You’re going to have to come closer. Can barely hear you.”
Your mischievous hand leaves the flap to slowly glide up his chest, deliberately feeling along the strong muscle hiding beneath the finely stitched patterns. You can practically feel the man purr under your touch and nearly laugh when he tried to disguise it by clearing his throat.
Eventually, your hand reaches his shoulder. A suggestive squeeze and Luis leans toward you like a moth to a flame. His hands rest on either side of you upon the flat surface of the crate, mindful not to touch you although you can tell he desperately wanted to. Grey eyes constantly switch between your eyes and lips, a palpable hunger in his gaze. He leans until his lips hover over yours, open and inviting but never catching. The heat of his body radiates warmth yet you can feel him shiver under your hands in anticipation.
“How’s, uh- this?” His words fumbled in a low whisper, voice dripping with want.
You hum, appearing to ponder deeply. “Not quite. A little closer.”
Your ears pick up the sound of his nails scratching against the wood as he balled his hands into fists. His chest heaves with a deep, shaky sigh. Luis complies with your command slowly until you can barely feel the softness of his mouth and the taste of his warm breath upon your tongue. His musky scent nearly makes you dizzy but you hold firm.
“There. That’s… better,” you say slowly, purposely drawing out your words so that your lips gently brushed his. His lust-driven mind turned to mush, Luis mindlessly mimics your mouth’s movement in a clumsy attempt to capture them. “Now what was it…you wanted…to say… Luis?”
At the sound and feel of his name, he muttered yours without thought under a desperate groan. The man was absolutely drunk off of you. And thirsty for more. You breathe in deeply, the sound from your mouth coming off like a wanting gasp and Luis tilts his head to align with your tempting lips. He moves to dive in and devour you-
Zzzp!
The sharp sound breaks the man from the spell and he pulls back to look down and see you’ve done up his jacket. The man catches your gaze once more and is met with a victorious glint in your eyes. Your bottom lip caught in between your teeth in restrained giddy humor. Luis blinks in realization that he has been had, ears and cheeks burning red. But his expression wasn’t that of anger nor embarrassment. If anything at all, he had a look of newfound respect. A tiny bit of disappointment. And desire burning still.
The dashing man attempts to save face with a short chuckle. “Good one.”
You faux innocence. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“Cuidado, my friend.” The man growls, his tone thick with daring. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”
It was both a warning and an invitation all in one. And you were all for it- Eager to see how much and how long it would take for you both to drive each other insane. The idea pumped you with excitement, mind already coming up with new scenarios to play with him.
You push him back gently until you’re back on your feet, facing him head-on. Already were you missing his warmth, but the sly smile never leaves when you respond back. Another shrug, “Seems pretty tame to me.”
The confounded look on his handsome face was priceless. Without a second glance, you brush past him, making sure that your hand slithered along his body with promising intent until your reach no longer touched him. You barely hear Luis curse softly in his native tongue and can feel the heavy weight of his wanting eyes locked onto your retreating form.
Challenge accepted.
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laddertek · 2 months
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etho the tango girl TM
Etho: You shoulda seen Tango this one day, when we were tryna figure out the statistics math for voting and stuff. Oh my goodness. Tango...Tango knows some math. Bdubs: Really? Etho: Yes. Tango: [giggles] What are you talking about? Etho: Remember when we were tryna work out what's fair voting and all that? And you went into all this probability stuff. How there's actually no such thing as a fair vote, and everything's biased. Tango: Yeah. [laughs] I kinda remember that. Etho: Oh, it was...And he proved it! And I was like, wow... Tango: [giggles]
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thesundowncrew · 4 months
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+ @hearthtales
Samhain had just settled a case in Wales when he heard a peculiar rumor floating around; whispers about people disappearing after checking into a mysterious inn. Now in their line of work, these things were commonplace and were usually nothing too out of the ordinary. Inns were the beacons or oases of crossroads and long journeys; it wasn't unusual when travelers went 'missing' after a stay especially if they didn't want to be found.
However the rumor and inn in question caught Samhain's attention since they were known to both humans and magickals, which was unusual in itself. And since he was already in the area, he thought it wouldn't hurt to check and see what all the commotion was about. "Oh! Ah think ah see it."
After walking what felt like ages through a misty, remote forest clearing, Samhain spotted the giant oak tree first before his eyes trailed downward and found the quaint inn sheltered beneath it. The informants were right when they told him you couldn't miss it - the Oak Haven Inn.
"Ah don't know how long ah'll be, Nightie, so ah'll leave Sundown in yer care," said the ghoul, peering into his pocket scrying mirror. On the other side was his partner and apprentice, Nightshade. "You don't gotta worry about me, just.." There was a hint of worry knitted in her brow. "Take care, Sammy. An' don't do anything stupid! Or else Imma fly there an' kick your butt myself!"
"All right, all right," the ghoul chuckled back. "See you when ah see you, Nightie." He shut the pocket mirror and put it away. Nearing the unassuming inn, Samhain picked up on the intense energy surging from the protective wards surrounding the area. It was obvious the owner was a learned witch. In case there were humans about though, Samhain wore special gloves over his skeletal arms and kept them draped under his cloak most of the time. He took a deep breath. Exhaled.
And he stepped inside...
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transmascissues · 7 months
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i’m going to be starting a job soon where it looks like almost all of my coworkers/bosses are going to be cis women and i am…terrified. especially since this is the job i’m going to have to get time off from for top surgery.
if there’s one thing i’ve learned over the almost ten years of my transition, it’s that a situation where i’m the only guy there is one where my gender is guaranteed to not be respected. it really feels like far too many cis women realize they’re alone with a trans man and just see it as an opportunity to act out some sort of power fantasy where they get to stick it to the big bad evil men by taking out their anger on the first man they see without the power to fight back. that or they decide you’re “just one of the girls” and will not hear otherwise, but honestly, given where i’m at in my physical transition, i have a feeling the former is more likely.
there was a time when i felt safer around cis women than around cis men, but now it’s just a different kind of threat.
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suffarustuffaru · 2 months
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hi i made a tier list of how homophobic rezero characters are
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hello in the spirit of valentine's day and the very welcoming community here on rezero tumblr i decided to make this with the help of my lovely mutuals.
#anyway heres some fun little explanations if youd like to read:#otto has. so much internalized shit going on i dont even know where to begin. not as severe as like subaru fr and def not in the same way a#whatevers happening with ferris but like by the time u get to arc 8 hes a total shitshow LJSLDKF#like ottos. transphobic. canonically. with natsumi schwartz. and then hes def got More going on bc his attachment style is soo....#wilhelm and heinkel i think would def be homophobic outside of reinhard/reinhard related things but its funnier to describe it like that ok#and either way the main target of their homophobia is gonna be reinhard LMAO#oni elders suck ok. theyd all be homophobic#rams got a strong case of comphet rn but when she doesnt have comphet shes chillin with subarus gf and having wlw mlm hostility with subaru#and otto. the entire judges your taste tier is all insane teen girls or frufoo and patrasche (who DEFINITELY judge otto and subarus taste)#frufoo patrasche are like that one reddit post about that one guys dog being homophobic after seeing their owner get topped in gay sex#also als in that tier bc al.#alcor is technically subaru but he gets to be a tier lower than subaru bc. hes also not technically subaru its very complicated but#at least he doesnt have the entire boy drama subaru has LSJDF#reids iconic line is the ones where he calls julisuba boyfriends u know. its extremely iconic.#a dear mutual of mine has informed me tivey is in lol ok while his triplet siblings wouldnt know what being gay is which LKJDSLFSD thats#fucking funny i had to do it#id argue satella is in lol ok bc she lets subaru do almost anything ok. this includes being terribly into men. she knows shes got his heart#either way. and also elsa dont care unless it affects how ur guts taste#rems reaction is gonna be lol ok unless its subaru coming out to her. then shes gonna have some Mixed Feelings#rezero#re:zero#i forgot to add but u could def argue garf knows what being gay is bc his two older brothers are just Like That#but also neither of his brothers would be caught dead explaining what being gay is to him
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aromacaque · 9 months
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you want to analyze a cartoon that is something children can watch? ok here's the first and most important lesson ever.
have you ever heard of "suspension of disbelief?"
ok. next step. do you know what an unreliable narrator is and can you separate the character's perspective and opinions from the writers? because i promise you that the beliefs of the main character do not always reflect the writers and the point of analyzing media is to dissect that.
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thebestfemale · 1 year
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Art that I had made this year for sokaiweek on twitter ✧˖°.
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hauntedandmurdered · 5 months
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— clannibal au headcanon
I'm fully convinced that if Hannibal and Clarice were on a road trip with her Mustang, our girlboss wouldn't let him take over the steering wheel for a second as it was stated in the books she's crazy for cars. Hannibal would just sit next to her studying maps while she's gleefully on a ride into the unknown.
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moomoorare · 5 months
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You know I've been thinking... I kinda wanna do stuff for qsmp in Italian. I have a YouTube channel and I've been wanting to post essay etc or stuff there for a while and idk if it's been done bc i haven't looked but I kinda wanna recap the qsmp month by month with videos in Italian for Italian fans, with also English subtitles
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salubrious-sybarite · 8 months
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valorianknights · 1 year
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For The Future has 5.9 million Views!
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This episode is so close to 6 million views in almost 2 months. We need to celebrate this by watching it cross into 6 million and we only need 12,469 more views to make it happen!
We can do this, we get as many views as we can before they take down the episode and replace it with Watching and Dreaming.
We're in the endgame now.
I am not ready for this show to be over, but just like with Steven universe, all good things must come to an end... even if we were ROBBED of a full season 3 and the possiblity of a TV movie.
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I was thinking about how Anders is so utterly unshippable and how any ship with him in it would instantly become crack (and not the sort that grows on you until you find yourself doing content for it), and then I remember how we used to say the same thing about Erik after season two, and now I’ve been led to the thought of Erik/Anders and somehow ended up with a ship that makes sense-
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mostlyfate · 4 months
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Be with You 我有一个朋友 · 2023, dir. Bi Xin Ye
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capriciouswriter207 · 8 months
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The Keeper of the Vigil was a good man. Even those who may not agree with the largely theological government of Pixandria centered around the Vigil and everything it stood for, could see that Pixlriffs was a good person at heart. With his gaze ever on the society they lived in and the importance of the many. A good-natured fellow with a forever smile on his face and his mind on the next best thing for his people. It was difficult to hate a man who only ever had the people's best interests at heart and always looked at his own wants and needs last.
The Keeper of the Vigil was a traitor. The words rippled through the crowd and murmurs filled the streets. The Vigil screamed, the Keeper returned downtrodden and was seen walking into the desert without any of the insignia befitting a man of his status. He’d killed the Ender Dragon, folks said. He’d brought corruption to Pixandria, guards whispered. He had forsaken the community for his own selfish needs, so the rumors said. None could ask, because he fled the city he’d sworn to protect and left them to fend for themselves while corruption grew wild.
The Keeper of the Vigil was repentant. When he returned, he wanted to do good by the community and the country he'd left behind. Those who were unafraid to look him in the eyes saw something dark behind them. Alien almost; an ancient wisdom none of the people who looked upon him would ever be able to grasp. Whatever he had found during his wanderings, it gave him a perspective that few are often granted and a burden many could not bear to carry. And thunder raged above with the ferocity of the gods and struck down the corruption.
The Keeper of the Vigil went missing. One day, he was in his chambers and prepared for the future; the next, nobody could find any trace of him. Everything was neat, kept as pristine as Pixlriffs wanted to. Nothing seemed out of place. As if the universe itself swallowed him and claimed him. A plain candle, undyed, was lit at the foot of the Vigil itself - for all the trouble he’d brought upon Pixandria, he had wanted to set things right. His heart was in a good place, even if his judgment was clouded for a little while. He ought to be remembered, commemorated. 
A man returned home years later and witnessed the results of a tragedy known as the Rapture. He found the ruins of an empire, the ever-silent Vigil and the candles burning at its foot, including his own.
He sat down on his knees and lit a candle for Pixandria.
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