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[cheekykitsune]

On-Call Desserts

Here it is! THE SEQUEL TO HOME-COOKED MEALS!!!

Yes, the title had to be related. Necessity.

Anywho, make sure you let me know what you think of this long ass scenario! Please, fuel my dumbassery. Three scenarios so close together has been fucking exhausting but I am, trying my best!

OH YEAH! There is also some MILD Drug use. It’s explained, and it’s pills. No needles. Read at own risk.

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Cheeky Kitsune 🦊💋

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“Hey, Tamaki? It’s Mirio”

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You watched Mirio curiously, remaining seated on the kitchen table with a hand rubbing at your modestly sore throat; deciding to stay quiet so that you might be able to work out how things would pan out.

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“I know your shift just finished, but see, the thing is that (Name) just went into heat and sh—”

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Mirio stopped speaking for a moment, leaning down to press a tender kiss on your forehead before leaning back; his hand resting on top of your head while you assumed Tamaki spoke on the other end of the phone.

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“Look, I was trying to tell you that we wanted to see if you’d join us.”

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You looked away the moment Mirio sent a wink in your direction, a low chuckle following your reaction; causing you to kick at his leg lightly. A soft gasp escaping you when the hand on your head moved to tangle in your hair roughly, giving a firm yank until you found yourself staring up at the ceiling with Mirio’s mouth against your throat and the mark that he had left behind on you.

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“No. It isn’t a joke. I want you to fuck my little Omega while I watch…knot her, breed her…I don’t care, neither does she. You should see how fucking wet she is right now Tamaki, all because you might come fuck her in front of me”

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 You let out a soft whine as he spoke, unable to argue with a single word he said; your slick pooling between your thighs at just the thought of having Tamaki use you like you were his.

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 “Thirty minutes? No worries. See you then buddy.”

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 Mirio hung up the phone promptly, throwing it across the room moments before laying you back down on the table, his erection rubbing against your slick-covered folds and dragging a needy moan from your lips. One that you couldn’t hold back.

 “Guess that means I have thirty minutes to fuck you senseless without his help…what do you think Sunflower? Can you keep up?” You moaned at his question as he grabbed a hold of your hips with both hands, promptly burying his cock deep inside of you; his knot twitching slightly as he pressed it against your folds, still not fully recovered from having you soothe his erection mere minutes ago.

 “Use your words baby, I know you can…” Mirio tailed off, cooing the words down at you as you stared up at him through half-lidded eyes; soft mewls and needy whines escaping you each time you tried to silence yourself.

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 “I…can keep up with you Alpha, I can…so please…”

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 He smiled down at you lovingly, leaning down to kiss you with a tenderness he usually reserved for when you were ready to cuddle in your nest before the next rounds of wild fucking resumed.

 “Alright my little Omega, I’ll spoil you for the next thirty minutes…because when Tamaki gets here, I’m going to be very, very selfish when it comes to using you for our needs.” You couldn’t help but nod your head slowly at his honeyed promise, the mere thought of what was to come enough to fill you with more energy that you would need to burn off.

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 “Good girl…”

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  “Alright Sunflower, that should be Tamaki now…but you need to wait right here, alright?”

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  You let out a soft whimper of understanding as Mirio leaned away from your vulnerable form on top of the kitchen table, pulling his thankfully deflated knot out of your slick-covered folds with a loud, wet pop; the sound sending a shiver through your spine.

  “Good girl” Mirio offered you a quietly spoken praise while adjusting his pants, moments before you were left alone in the kitchen; familiar voices on the other side of the very wall you were stuck looking at with your head hanging over the edge of the table making your body burn with desire, even though your Alpha had just finished fucking you.

  That wasn’t even counting the fact that he had started out by going down on you, nor you taking his dick down your throat.

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  “Hey Tamaki, thanks for coming man! You should’ve seen her when I suggested this, desperate for it. Weren’t you baby?”

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  You gave a slight nod of your head as the two Alphas entered your line of sight. Mirio wearing a shit-eating grin after having just over-filled you with his thick seed and Tamaki staring down at you with such a hunger, you were almost afraid to speak.

  “And you’re sure this is okay? She’s your Omega Mirio…I don’t want to overstep” Tamaki growled out his concerns as he approached with slow steps, your eyes glued to the impressive bulge in his pants; no doubt the sight of you sprawled out like you were, combined with the sickly sweet scent of your heat being the cause.

  “We talked about it before calling you, she’s eager and the idea of watching you fuck her has my knot throbbing” Mirio made the remark without putting too much thought into it, all of his attention focused solely and Tamaki and the way he approached your ready form.

  “But not on the table, poor thing will be broken by the time we’re done if we don’t move to the bedroom” You sent Mirio a thankful look as Tamaki nodded his head in agreement, strong arms sliding under your back and behind your knees; lifting you into the capable arms of the pro-hero that was about to knot you in front of your own Alpha.

  “The bedroom, right?” Mirio nodded in response to Tamaki’s question, following after you quickly while Tamaki made his way through the house. Almost as if he owned the place.

  “I’m kind of surprised that you were so open to the idea though Tamaki, didn’t think it was something you’d be interested in” Tamaki smiled down at you as Mirio spoke, his hold on your already tired body tightening ever-so-slightly before loosening almost immediately. You weren’t sure why, but the small act of affection had your heart thundering inside of your chest.

  “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about doing something similar to her, Mirio.” Tamaki deposited you onto the bed as he spoke, half-turning his body to look at Mirio as you got yourself comfortable; a mix of Mirio’s seed and your own slick coating your folds, dripping down onto the once clean sheets.

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  “Oh? Well maybe if you do a good job fucking her, I might consider sharing her with you in a more permanent fashion…if she agrees of course”

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  Your cheeks burned at the very idea of having two Alphas to yourself constantly, the number of times you would be knotted during your heats, or perhaps if you simply craved it. The warmth at night. Endless possibilities and all of them choosing now to rush through your head.

  “Then I can do what I want to her right? Since you get a front row seat?” Tamaki gave a vague gesture to the head of the bed, which is exactly where Mirio settled himself in; now completely naked, with his legs spread and a large hand loosely holding onto his cock, giving lazy tugs that had beads of precum rolling down from the tip along the underside of his dick.

  “Tamaki, enjoy yourself. (Name) will let you know if she needs you to stop. Won’t you Sunflower?” You nodded your head at Mirio’s mention of you, your eyes glued to Tamaki’s hands as they peeled away the clothes that hid a delightful show of muscle that came from years of training to become a pro-hero.

  “Then sit up for me (Name). Just for a second…” Tamaki trailed off as you obeyed his request, leaning up towards him the moment he started to lower himself to your level; his soft, warm lips stealing yours in a surprisingly demanding kiss.

  His large hand moving to support the nape of your neck while he lowered you back down onto the bed, his tongue expertly working its way inside of your mouth before tangling with your own; stealing every breath you had ever taken with the intensity of the kiss.

  It was different to how Mirio would kiss you and yet, at the same time, you found yourself enjoying both as much as the other.

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  “Fuck…did she just whimper Tamaki? Did you get her whimpering from a kiss?”

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  You gasped in the oxygen you desperately needed while Tamaki pulled his head back, using the opportunity to look back at Mirio who continued to lazily stroke his cock.

  “I guess I did…” Tamaki trailed off with a smile as he turned your head back to face him, his lips colliding with yours once again while his hands moved to your cum covered thighs, spreading them so that he could nestle himself between them; his long cock dragging over your sensitive folds, easily making you whine out a moan that was music to their ears.

  “I can’t wait to bury my knot inside of you (Name), you’ll look so cute stretched around it, begging me to breed you in front of your Alpha” The low rumbled words the left Tamaki’s mouth as he trailed searing kisses down your neck made you squirm beneath him; gasping out when you felt the tip of his dick slide past your folds, sitting against your entrance so snuggly, that you couldn’t stop yourself from wondering how good he would feel if you were to simply act as a cockwarmer once your body demanded a break from the exhausting business that was having to keep up with two Alphas.

  Tamaki’s hands moved from your thighs, up to your own hands. His fingers lacing between yours as he pinned your arms above your head; a slow roll of his hips filling you to the brim with every inch of his dick, the head of his cock pressing up against your cervix lightly. Just enough to pull a soft moan from your swelling lips, enough to let you know what he could do to you if he so chose.

  “Before you get started, Tamaki…” Mirio’s voice broke the trance that Tamaki had settled on you, causing you to blink rapidly while tilting your head to look towards the love of your life; becoming confused when you noticed him rummaging through the bedside table. A quiet hum filling the silence.

  “Do you remember the other week when we were on patrol…when we found those low-life Alphas trading Omegas, along with the drugs they used to put themselves into a lust-fuelled craze?” The words that left Mirio’s mouth made you gulp nervously, a shameful burst of excitement igniting deep within you as your mind pieced together what your Alpha was getting at.

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  “Wait, you kept those?”

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  Mirio snorted in response as he returned to his position at the head of the bed, holding up a small orange pill bottle with what seemed to be a legitimate label on the front of it; a wide grin on the blonde Alpha’s features.

  “No, I didn’t…but I did have the agency do a thorough check on what they were. Turns out they’re safe. It’s a drug you can get with a script from any doctor. Those morons were over-dosing, it’s supposed to enhance heats and ruts, induce them even” Mirio hummed out the explanation while opening the bottle, downing a single pill before either you or Tamaki could say anything to stop him.

  “I tried one the other day after a long shift. (Name) took five of my knots before we both crashed on the couch, my knot still stuck inside of her…a real mess when we woke up, but a good time none-the-less” With that said, Mirio held a pill against Tamaki’s lips, giving you the perfect view to watch the still hesitant man take it into his mouth; swallowing before he could get a real taste for it.

  “For a minute, I thought I was going to have to take you to the police and fuck (Name) through her heat without you” Tamaki muttered the remark dryly, dark eyes dropping to your lips as Mirio sat back against the headrest; the orange bottle of pills discarded amongst the sheets while he enjoyed the show, his hand wrapping around his throbbing cock with a little more effort this time. Slow, steady strokes becoming the new favourite rhythm for the moment.

  “Not likely. I’m a hero Tamaki, a pro, just like you are. I wouldn’t have it if it weren’t completely legal and safe to use…now shut the fuck up and fuck my Omega” Mirio’s voice dipped out of the usual happy-go-lucky tone that he usually carried, instead a deep hunger filling his voice; one that you recognised from the other night when he completely destroyed your body with his rough fucking.

  Instead of crying out in pleasure when Tamaki gave a harsh thrust of his hips, you found yourself unable to make any noise what-so-ever; Tamaki’s tongue once again invading your mouth and stealing your ability to breathe properly.

  Having to cope with a few quick gasps here and there whenever the now starving Alpha decided to kiss, or nip somewhere else. Somehow finding all the sensitive, still-healing bitemarks that Mirio had left on your body from the countless times he had fucked you in your new home.

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  “That’s it Tamaki, fuck her like she’s your Omega. Get her addicted to your knot, make her beg for it” 

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  You whimpered out loudly at the already addictive sensations while Tamaki’s pace continued to grow wilder and wilder with each new thrust of his hips; the pill that Mirio had given him kicking in faster than anyone had expected. Though that could be due to the nature of his quirk, you weren’t entirely sure.

  You also found yourself unable to care.

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  “T-Tama…ki…!”

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  Your broken cry of pleasure had the Alpha’s in the room snarling in appreciation, your sounds of delight fuelling them both. Mirio’s strokes growing sloppy and desperate while Tamaki fucked you senseless, his teeth leaving behind deep marks that would take time to heal from what you could tell at that moment.

  “Fuck…fuck you and those pills Mirio!” Tamaki snarled out in such an unexpected way as his hips moved harder and faster, each of his thrusts rocking your entire body deeper into the mattress; the head of his cock almost constantly hitting up against your cervix while his quickly inflating knot began to catch at your entrance until suddenly he was unable to pull out of you anymore.

  Only able to rut himself up against your body as his knot locked him into place, his hot seed filling you without warning; the sensation of having him constantly pressed up against your most sensitive part inside of you enough to make your back arch and your lips part in the form of a loud moan of ecstasy.

  Long enough for your horny Alpha to drop a single pill into your mouth, his throbbing cock soon following and making you swallow the pill; any questions you might have had thrown out the window as your Alpha began to thrust his hips; fucking your throat like he had done earlier the very same day.

  “Let go of her hands!” Mirio snarled out the command to Tamaki, who complied immediately so that Mirio could guide your hands to the pulsing knot that he had left unattended. Purely for this moment if his thrusts were anything to go by.

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  “Squeeze baby. You want your orgasm right? You want to be so full that you can curl up with your Alphas and sleep off the exhaustion with a satisfied grin? Then you need to fucking swallow every drop of my cum, right now.”

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  Mirio’s growled out instruction had you clenching around Tamaki’s still throbbing knot, earning a low curse of enjoyment from him while you squeezed and rubbed at Mirio’s knot. Desperate to please both men above you, managing to breathe through your nose well enough to cope with the way Mirio kept thrusting his hips. Using you as much as he could without breaking you.

  “Are you sure she can handle…us like this? If we hurt her…” You could hear Tamaki above you as you continued to do as Mirio had asked, a strangely pleasant warmth beginning to settle in your body as you did; he sensation different to your usual heats and yet more intense all at once.

  “That’s why I gave her a pill after we had ours…it’ll hit her different and hard. Harder than us, the sooner we get our first knots down, the sooner we can exhaust her” Mirio’s hands moved to your jaw as he spoke, his touch rough and loving all at once; making you moan around his dick in the most encouraging way you could manage with his non-stop pace.

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  “I swear to god…she’s ours now. Not yours. Ours. I’m never gonna be able to forget the way she takes my knot”

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  You could feel your cheeks burn at Tamaki’s growled out words, Mirio’s laughter following soon after; though his thrusts didn’t stop. It was the opposite really.

  The more his knot swelled between your hands, the harsher he became until finally, his hips gave a sudden jerk, his thick knot pressing up against your lips as much as he could manage without forcing his knot inside your mouth.

  Mirio’s hot, thick cum invading your throat as you desperately tried to swallow every last drop. Just like he told you to; your hands moving slower but with more force, wanting to milk your Alpha of everything he had to offer you.

  “Holy shit…”

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  “I know, she’s a little bundle of perfection that just wants her Alphas to be happy.”

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  You rolled your hips at the praise Mirio gave you, nearly choking on his cum when Tamaki’s hips bucked with a force you weren’t prepared for. Obviously enjoying your little manoeuvre, a little too much.

  “Careful, she might be a good cook sleeve for us but making her choke on my dick at this angle is a bit mean…” Mirio’s thumb brushed over your throat as he spoke, the action a temporary show of affection until you no longer had his dick in your mouth; you knew that once his knot went down, Mirio would praise you and spoil you with everything you needed once you had done as you were told.

  It didn’t used to work like that, in the beginning of your relationship with him. But over the years your Alpha had worked out what works best to keep you happy and you sure as hell weren’t going to argue with it.

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  “It was an accident, I’m sorry (Name)...I’ll make it up to you as soon as my knot goes down, bunny. I promise.”

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[luxthestrange]

BNHA Incorrect quotes #3 Takoyaki has a meltdown-

Tamaki: I hate when Romantic Partners ESPECIALLY my partner think that we're gonna leave them all the time-"Oh you're gonna leave me because I'm not good enough!~"

Tamaki*Starring into the camera with a blank face*BUNNY IM LUCKY I EVEN GOT YOU!-What do you mean? I AM BUILT LIKE A TWIG!! I LOOK LIKE EVERY BASIC WHITE BOY WITH DARK HAIR!! you are probably gonna be the first and last lover I have!

Tamaki: I'm hideous, I appreciate that you have enough confidence in me that you think I can pull anyone but I really cant*Drinks apple juice like it 'alcohol'*You are stuck with me cause there is no way

Tamaki: Nobody's gonna be lined up at my door like "I wanna date him" I don't even know how you put up with me half the time, I'm lucky you even looked in my direction- WHAT YOU MEAN IM ABOUT TO LEAVE YOU? WHERE AM I ABOUT TO GO?WALMART?

Mirio*On the other line of the phone,smilling*You two are like two peas in a pot!

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[bleach-your-panties]

OH BET! For the smut prompt game and because of reasons, what about Amajiki and “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”

Thank you for this request, anon-chan!

Prompts here and here. 18+ MDNI.

A shiver ran through your overstimulated body at the feeling of Tamaki’s sharp nose poking at your jugular.

His arms held a tight grip around your waist while his canines grazed over your collarbones.

Your sweat-slickened bodies were so close together, warm and sticky from your multiple combined orgasms.

Pussy spasming around his long, slender cock that was still shoved deep inside of you, already hardening again just from tasting your flesh against his hungry tongue.

“T-Tama..babe..” You tried to wedge yourself out of his hold, but Tamaki was having none of that. He only gripped you tighter and began bouncing you along his cock once again.

You threw your head back against his shoulder with a loud moan and fisted a thick clump of his dark blue locks in your hand.

That only made him whimper and moan louder than you had. He loved when you were rough with him.

One muscular arm loosened from your waist only for two slender fingers to slide down your belly towards your pulsating button.

“So wet for me, bunny. You're such a good, slutty girl. Cumming over my cock and fingers so many times, making a mess of our bed.” 

He circled those expert fingers around your clit in a face-paced circle motion while thrusting harder, making your thighs slap against his. It was so loud, hot, and downright erotic.

“Oh, Tamaki, fuck!” 

He angled his dick right against your spot and before you knew it you were gushing over him again, your eyes seeing nothing but a blanket of black as you slumped down against his chest.

His dick slipped out of your hole and plopped against your thigh with a wet squilch. Tamaki had been stuffing you full for the past two hours at the very least. You didn't even know how you were still conscious at this point.

“Tama…we’ve been at it like rabbits! How are you still horny?!” 

The indigo-eyed male’s cheeks flushed crimson along with the rest of his normally pale, milky skin. 

In apology, he began peppering soft, wet pecks across the expanse of your neck and shoulders.

“P-probably because of the rabbit meat s-stew that you made for dinner…” 

Your pupils blew wide at the realization.

“Oh…oh…You're right…”

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[crushmeeren]

Everyone in this NSFW One Shot is aged up/18+, if you have any issues with that—remember this is a work of FICTION!! so just block me & move on lmao

Warnings; cursing, teasing, dirty talk, praising, soft! dom Tamaki, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy sex, pussy eating, fingering, vaginal sex

Note; for the lovely anon requester, I super loved writing this, I love Tamaki—the soft dom version of him hits the spot 💕🤤 also I tried really hard to make this a good soft dom, I hope I did it justice.

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Tamaki is, more often than not, tightly wound into a ball of nerves. Not to say he hasn’t gotten any better at being able to handle the reigns of his anxiety, because he certainly has.

It’s just, there’s always a small undercurrent of unease lingering in his belly. Skyrocketing his heart rate, making his fingers shake with adrenaline each time he gets interviewed after a villain beat down.

He’s ashamed to admit that even when he’s with friends the unsettling feeling remains, albeit only in a small amount. It lurks in the back of his mind—never truly gone completely.

That is, unless he’s with you, and now, with your baby girl too. Funnily enough, his hands were as steady as they’d ever been when he first held his sweet baby.

His heart didn’t race, he wasn’t choking to death on butterflies—okay well, those things actually were happening, but not in an oh my god the sky is falling type of way. It was in an oh my god I love my family so much I’m gonna throw up kind of way. Tamaki was drowning in his feelings for the two of you. So much so that he thought he may burst into tears (he did).

Tamaki’s sweet little Chiyoko is only two years old now, but fucking hell—he’s started to want to have another baby so goddamn badly. It clouds his mind constantly, marring his thoughts.

He wants another little one to raise, to teach them how to be better than he ever has been. Another person he can completely be himself with, who he’ll love unconditionally. Always striving to give his kids a better world than the one he grew up in.

Although, what really snapped the pathetically thin thread that was left of his patience was when he came across what must’ve been the 10th pregnant woman while out on patrol today.

All Tamaki could keep picturing was you. With your belly so cute, so swollen & round. An image pops up behind his eyelids. Your lovely face, your lower lip pushed out so sweetly in a pout, tits spilling over the top of your bra. Tamaki swallows, throat dry as cotton as he works to keep a steady pace while he walks the streets.

He knows his cheeks are burning bright red, he can feel the heated flush crawling up the back of his neck—up to his ears. Tamaki pulls his hood further over his face as his mind sharply turns down a much filthier path. Vividly picturing you riding his cock while you’re 6 months pregnant. How unbelievably tight your pussy always is, how he’s able to place his hands possessively on your belly as he lets you fuck yourself on his cock. Watching your tits bounce beautifully.

Oh god, oh shit—he craves the satisfaction of fucking another baby into you so much his balls ache. His heart stops momentarily as he feels his cock rapidly thicken against his thigh, hot & heavy. Tamaki is urgently speed walking back to his hero agency because he’s pretty sure the stretchy spandex of his hero outfit is not going to hide his humiliating boner.

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Later on that evening, after your daughter has fallen asleep, you find yourself with your hands bound to the metal slats of your headboard. Soft, smooth silk caressing your skin. Binding your wrists together above your head with just the right amount of pressure to keep you from breaking free.

Your skin is starting to feel stretched too tightly over your bones, entire body flushing hotly as Tamaki traces the pads of fingers feather light over your bare breasts. Both of you are naked & he’s been playing with you for what feels like a lifetime. He teases you relentlessly as his thumbs lightly circle your nipples until they pebble up. You can feel your pussy throb.

“Tama,” you whine his nickname lowly, arching your spine as he grips your left tit playfully—desperately pushing further into his touch, you’re craving so much more from your husband. His other hand trails your lower belly idly.

“Hm? What is it my goddess? This not enough for you?” Tamaki teases you with a soft voice, punctuating his words with a rough squeeze. Making sure to pinch your nipple in between his fingers. Your feet are planted on the mattress, thighs spreading even further to fit his lithe frame as you cry out.

“Hah! Oh fuck—no, not enough Tamaki,” you complain with a breathy moan, straining against the silk that ties you down. Goosebumps litter your arms as he rests his warm palms over the bumps of your ribs, fingers splaying out under the swell of your tits.

“No? My, that’s a bit bratty of you,” He murmurs playfully, warm breath tickling over your skin as he presses a kiss to your sternum.

“Baby,” you choke out, tilting your head down to stare at him, eyes pleading. “Please I want your mouth so bad.” Fingers dig into your ribs, forcing a squeaking noise out of you. Tamaki only hums in response as he presses a line of kisses down your soft belly, lowering himself onto his own as he makes his way to your pussy.

“Here?” Tamaki asks innocently before he bites a kiss into the sensitive skin of your hip bone. Your hips twitch, trying to get his over head to your pussy—which is starting to ache, no doubt puffy and slick from being so turned on.

“No,” you whimper, fingers curling into fists, nails digging into the flesh of your palms where you’re bound. Tamaki places his palms on the underside of your thighs, easily pushing them open further for him.

“Oh, so you must mean here hm?” He snickers, dipping his head to kiss the inner part of your thigh, close to the crease, near where you want him the most. He nips at the skin there sharply, making you gasp.

“You know that’s not it Tamaki,” you huff, wiggling in place, frustratedly tugging at the silk yet again. Your shoulders ache a little bit and you have the insanely strong urge to tangle your fingers in his soft, purple hair.

Taking action, you maneuver your legs until you can rest your thighs over his shoulders, heels ready to dig into his upper back. He instinctively wraps an arm around your thigh. The other hand snaking up to brush his fingers through the small patch of curly hair you left above your clit. It makes his cock twitch because it’s like a neon sign pointing him straight to your pretty pussy.

“I’m not quite sure what you want then my goddess,” Tamaki sighs, pretending to be disappointed. “Ya know, only good girls get what they ask for, you should use your words better lovely,” He remarks thoughtfully, pinching your clit between his thumb and fore finger, trying to bite back his smile. One of his canines pokes out over his bottom lip.

“Tama!” You suck air in through clenched teeth, pressing your pussy towards his mouth—but the arm around your thigh is like steel. It makes your pussy drool. “Fucking—Tamaki, please baby, I want you to eat my pussy,” you bite, teeth grinding together in frustration.

“Oh! I see, why didn’t you just ask me in the first place? Such a good girl though, using your words,” Tamaki teases. His warm lips brush over your clit when he speaks & you could strangle the man right there.

You whimper, his praise forcing a thick warmth to your lower belly. It swirls around intoxicatingly, dripping down into your pussy. His wet tongue is so close to your clit you want to rip apart the silk tie. Tamaki takes his chance to wrap both arms around your thighs.

“Tamaki if you don’t—fuck!” Your complaint is cut short. Jaw falling open, fists clenching, when your husband’s warm tongue parts your slick pussy. Moving up to swirl around your clit slowly. Warm shivers race up your spine as he kitten licks over your sensitive flesh.

“Holy shit Tamaki,” you keen, voice watery & thick with pleasure. “Please don’t stop,” you beg, thighs threatening to suffocate him as you cross your ankles over his back. He rewards you with soft lips wrapping around your clit, sucking happily & flicking his tongue at the same time. He teased you so much before that you’re already starting to feel an ominous knot tighten up behind your navel.

“Tama I wanna, oh god—nngh! Fingers, want your fingers in my pussy, please!” You plead, silk cutting into your wrists as you pull painfully. You vaguely remembered to use your words & it pays off. He hums approvingly, making your eyes squeeze shut from the ticklish vibration. Tamaki smoothly lets go of one of your thighs.

With no resistance, he slips his two middle fingers into your overly slick pussy. Stretching you just enough to help you get closer to bliss. He thrusts them at a steady pace—never letting up the suction on your clit. Tongue teasing under the hood in the way he knows you love.

“Fuck! Just like that, Tama please, m’gonna cum,” you whine, tilting your head to look at him again, meeting his gaze. His eyes are half lidded, pale cheeks colored in pink. He’s so pretty it hurts. Your hands start to throb from tensing so hard—circulation cutting off.

The knot of your orgasm tightens frighteningly fast. Tamaki pumps his fingers three more times and just the sight of him is too overwhelming. The base of your skull digs into your pillow as the water balloon pops. Pleasure gushing through your limbs like warm waves.

Your mouth opens in a silent O shape as your entire body goes taught. Your back arches off the bed, stomach muscles clenching. Your pussy acting as a vice while you cum around Tamaki’s fingers. He moves fluidly with your hips as you roll them into his mouth.

Your husband pulls his mouth off your overly sensitive clit with a pop. Fingers still fucking the life out of you.

“Look at you, such a good girl, cumming on my fingers so sweetly,” Tamaki coos. His pink tongue pokes out to lick the slick off his shiny lips. He moans at the taste. The sight pushes a whimper out of your throat.

After a few seconds, your body begins to melt back into into the mattress below. Thighs releasing their death grip on his head. You breathe heavily, watching Tamaki push himself up with one hand, sitting on his haunches. His fingers are still in your pussy & you swallow thickly at the realization.

“You’re too good at that,” you breathe, chancing a peak at your husband’s full, hard cock. It’s a pretty dick. Thick & pale, sticking straight out, pink at the tip. It twitches a few times at your praise. His precum making the tip shiny & saliva gathers in your mouth. You want to lick him clean & swallow him whole. Instead you snap your gaze to his face.

Tamaki is already smiling down at you like he’s read your mind. He takes his fingers from your pussy slowly. Thumb rolling over your clit, making you wince.

“I know you wanna suck my cock but m’gonna knock you now, okay sweet girl? Want me to untie your hands?” He whispers sweetly, running the knuckles of his clean hand over your cheek. You nod, humming softly—only slightly embarrassed by his nasty words.

“Please,” you laugh, tugging on the silk for emphasis. He chuckles gently in return, leaning over to untie your wrists. As he does, the warm, spongy tip of his cock accidentally glides through the mess he made of your pussy. Massaging your puffy clit, making you both moan simultaneously. The weight of his cock making you burn like you have a fever.

Tamaki’s eyes are intense as they stare into yours. He lets you free, hands hovering nearing your face. You pause, flexing your fingers, blood flowing through your veins. You can feel the tension smoldering deliciously between you both, close to blazing.

Hands plant themselves on either side of your head. Tamaki’s warm lips are suddenly smashing against yours desperately. He tilts his head to the side as his lips meet yours over & over. Your fingers finally tangle through his soft hair, tugging on it roughly. He lets his sharp canines catch on your bottom lip in return. Hungrily swallowing the moans he’s pulling from you. A wet tongue only plays with yours briefly.

Tamaki breaks the kiss, sitting back on his heels. Your hands fall limply to your sides when he moves away. He places his palms on your inner thighs, pushing them wide open. You let out a sound of protest, lower lip jutting out. He bites the tip of his tongue, looking amused. The man loves to see you pout.

“Don’t pout my queen, I know what your pretty cunt really wants,” he teases, lightly slapping your clit. You jolt in surprise, fingers fisting the soft material of the sheets.

“Yeah—okay, please fuck me,” you agree, noticing sweat beading in the hollow of your throat.

“I’m gonna stuff you full princess,” Tamaki says, voice airy & light. One hand keeping you spread, the other gripping the base of his shaft & he pushes his slick cock head inside. His jaw clenches at the tight warmth of your pussy.

“I know Tama, c’mon, wanna make you a daddy again,” you tease, wolfish grin pulling at your lips. Tamaki pauses, blinking at you in surprise—cheeks a soft pink. He looks too cute. Said man raises an eyebrow, slipping the rest of his cock in without any warning. Punching a strangled sound from your lungs as you grip your pillow for leverage.

“My queen’s got a filthy mouth,” Tamaki croons, hooking your knees over his elbows—effectively folding you like a pretzel as leans forward. Hands braced by your shoulders this time. “It’s hot,” he giggles. The glare you level him with holds no heat behind it.

He wiggles his eyebrows playfully and pulls his hips backwards teasingly. He only pulls out halfway before thrusting forward smoothly. You grip his shoulders, head falling backwards into the mattress. His cock is so so good.

“Fuck—Tamaki, f-feels amazing,” you moan throatily. The glide of his cock along the inside of your walls is heavenly. Splitting you open just the way you love. He lets the way your body writhes underneath him guide his pace. Wanting to make you howl. You desperately move your hips the best you can to keep up with him.

“Yeah? Your pussy fits me like a glove princess, makes me feel so good.” Tamaki pants slightly, warm breath ghosting over your face. He’s drinking in your breathy moans like a parched man.

“Mmhmm,” you whimper, hanging onto his muscled forearms now. “Harder, please Tama,” you beg, feeling breathless. Your face scrunches up in pleasure as your eyes flutter shut. All you can focus on is the slick feeling of his cock gliding in & out of you, carving out a space.

“That’s such a good girl, asking for what she wants—just like I told her,” Tamaki praises, voice low & sweet like honey. He gives you what you want, making it his goal to curve hips slightly so he can hit your sweet spot dead on.

Your nails dig into his flesh & your back raises off the bed the best it can in this folded position. Your veins are buzzing with pleasure as he fucks you. Eyes rolling so hard back into your skull you’re afraid they’ll get stuck.

“Tamaki!” You almost sob. “I can—ah, oh my god, fucking feels like you’re hitting my cervix.” Your legs flex over his elbows, his strength keeping you pinned however he chooses.

“It’s called a mating press for a reason baby,” Tamaki huffs a laugh, his eyebrows pinching in pleasure as the sound of his pelvis smacking your ass pushes him closer to the edge.

This continues for a while. You’re unsure how long. Tamaki keeps making you cum so intensely you see stars. Hearing going fuzzy. Your hips are starting to ache & then you’re begging him to cum inside you—making his already stiff cock twitch repeatedly. He wants to fill you up so so badly, he just also loves making you cum.

“You’re so sweet when you cum on my cock like that princess,” he whispers. The pretty moans leaving his mouth are music to your ears.

Tamaki knows he’s toed the edge as much as he can & now he’s about to explode. Your pussy squeezes rhythmically around him from your latest orgasm & it’s not helping. His groin aches.

“Tamaki, cum inside me baby,” you murmur, hands reaching up to frame his face. Unable to help the little ah sounds spilling out of you.

“I can’t wait to see your belly stretched with my baby again, such a good mama,” he coos softly, tone brimming with love. Sweat has started to drip from his chin onto your neck & you’re just as sweaty as he is. “Fuck, m’gonna cum, you’re made to take my cock, made to give me babies, my goddess,” Tamaki whines, thrusting shallow & desperate.

You can’t deny the way it makes your pussy flutter around him with the way filth leaves his mouth so easily. Those tiny squeezes must be enough to push him over the edge because he shoves his cock inside you completely. Curly, coarse hair at the base of his cock teasing your clit. Tamaki fills you to the brim, choking on the moans in his throat. Stuffs you with small thrusts, sucking in air through his teeth when he starts to get over sensitive.

You feel so full, wanting so badly for him to get you pregnant. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him to your chest as Tamaki drops your legs. You let out a groan of relief, feet tingling as you crack your toes. The two of you catch your breath for a moment, hearts thundering.

Eventually, your husband rises, sitting back on his calves. Forcing you to drop your hands to the bed once again. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip as he pulls out of you slowly, admiring the sticky, white cum coating his cock. He groans as he tracks the way his cum trails out of you. Before he can think better of it he drags a thumb over your pussy. Gathering a bit of his cum & wrapping his lips around his thumb to suck it off.

“Tamaki!” You gasp, cheeks burning from the nasty sight. You’re ashamed to admit that it makes your pussy throb.

“I wanted a taste,” he teases, pulling his thumb from his mouth with a wet pop. A surprised laugh tears out of you & then suddenly Tamaki is laughing too. You both giggle as he lies down on his side, facing you. Placing a palm over your lower belly. You slowly intertwine your fingers with his, resting your hands back on your stomach.

“You’re lucky we didn’t wake up Chiyoko,” you mumble, halfhearted in your attempt to scold him. He just laughs.

“I would’ve put her back to bed my queen,” Tamaki teases. You hum, content with his answer, body floating.

“I can’t wait to be pregnant again,” you say in a hushed voice, eyes drifting shut as you relax.

“You’ll be just as beautiful as you always are,” Tamaki whispers in a voice so sweet it’s tooth rotting. The two of you both enjoy the post orgasm haze for a little bit longer before you do anything else.

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[seretoningghost]

Tamaki Amajiki x Male Reader

Warnings : SMUT

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

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

....  ....  ....

So imagine, being fuck buds with Tamaki.

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

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

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

TAMAKI STARTED THE RELATIONSHIP.

OUT OF THE BLUE EVEN-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So here it was..

Tamaki months later. Still getting his ass pounded.

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

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

Body covered in thin sweat.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was so hot.

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

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

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

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

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

" ah~.. ah~ ah~! "

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seems Tamaki started Y/N.

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

So Y/N never tried again.

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

Now how did the two even decide when to fuck?

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

But imagine the first time Tamaki asked to fuck again?

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

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

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

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

Y/N was almost instantly erect.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Occasionally they noticed Y/N fucking.

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

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

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

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

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

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

So here Tamaki was forced.

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

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

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

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

" shit... " Tamaki was done for.

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

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

Everyone seemed surprised and intrigued.

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

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

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

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

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

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

" who-"

" No. "

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

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

(Last time done it being the first)

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

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

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

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

Nope. Tamaki couldn't. Even. Fathom.

....

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

.... Oh ....

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

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

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

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

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

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[suyacho]

JUST THE TIP ft. tamaki amajiki

synopsis — getting ready for a party and asking for help getting your zipper up, only for your boyfriend not be able to keep his hands off you.

kinktober 2023

content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - pro!hero tamaki & reader - reader in a dress - mirror sex - unprotected sex - he fucks you with just the tip - fingering - nicknames (love, baby) - big dick tamaki oops - slight praise - choking like once - 1,5k words

note: woah i missed writing pookie so much🥹 this took me back to my httptamaki roots /lh

“Tamaki?” you shouted through your shared apartment, struggling to zip your dress up. “Yes, my love?” Tamaki answered, walking into the bedroom, a smile creeping up his face as he noticed you standing in front of the mirror.

“Could you help me zip it up?” you questioned, smiling at him through the mirror. “Mhm of course– you look beautiful by the way.” he complimented you, his big hands now placed on your sides as he pulled you closer to him.

“Well thank you.” you laughed sweetly, relaxing into his touch as he eyed you up and down, swallowing a breath at the thoughts running through his mind, mentally cursing at the fact that you had to go somewhere.

“Tama..?” you broke the silence, making him snap out of his thoughts. “It’s been a while… hasn’t it?” Tamaki asked, leaning closer to you to the point where his breath was ghosting over your neck, making goosebumps appear. 

It had been a while however, now was not the time, not when you had a company party to attend. Especially considering Tamaki was one of the important guests, since it was the yearly party FatGum hosted at his agency and Tamaki was one of his number one employees. 

“I know but please.” Tamaki mumbled, faint blush covering his cheeks as he placed sweet yet teasing kisses on your neck, sucking here and there to leave his mark. “Mhm– you know we can’t.” you sighed, checking the time to see if you had time for a quickie. 

Without hesitation, his hands slowly moved your dress up, looking at you through the mirror, noticing the way you closed your eyes, smirking to himself as you gave yourself to him. “It’s just the tip okay?” Tamaki taunted, fingers ghosting over your slit through the fabric, a gasp escaping your lips.

“Promise?” you asked, the feeling of his big hands on your body making you melt in his touch. “I promise love.” he answered, pushing your panties aside, groaning once he felt your wetness.

“You wanted me too.” Tamaki mumbles under a breath, tapping his fingers at your mouth. “You’re lucky I didn’t put my lipstick on yet.” you laughed, sucking on his fingers, getting them all nice and wet.

“Sucking so greedily, you’re killing me love.” Tamaki smirked, slipping in two fingers you previously sucked on, groaning at your wetness and the way you clenched around his long fingers. 

Tamaki watched your face from the mirror, cock strained in his jeans, eager for your touch as he placed kisses on your neck. Eagerly sucking and licking at the skin, intentionally leaving marks without you knowing. He pumped his fingers in and out of you, his thumb rubbing your clit as he curled them up inside of you, watching you fall apart on his fingers through the mirror.

“Baby– we don’t have time for this.” you whined, moving against his fingers regardless of your remark. “So? What do you want me to do?”

Playfulness lingered in his tone, you knew he was teasing you, trying to see how far you’d go.

“Just do it already.” you begged, locking eyes with him through the mirror. “Do what my love?” he taunted, enjoying every second of this. 

If he wasn’t this needy himself, he would’ve teased you for longer, but he couldn’t, not when he was about to bust one, merely at the sight before him.

“Just fuck me with the tip already.” you mumbled, slightly embarrassed at your neediness when you were the one who told him you couldn’t at first.

Tamaki didn’t waste a second at those words and quickly hurried to unbuckle his jeans, pulling his undergarments down just enough to free his cock. Groaning when it slapped his abs, tip red and leaking angrily, begging to be inside of you.

“You’re so good to me.” Tamaki smiled, slipping your panties aside, teasing his length against your dripping slit, tip nudging your entrance as he slowly slid in. Already fighting back the urge to slam in his full length, but remaining a man of his words. 

“Mhm– you’re so big baby.” you whined, feeling slightly stretched from just his tip, never getting used to his size. 

Tamaki explored your body, not being able to keep his hands off you while he thrusted in and out. Needy whines leaving his lips as he nuzzles his face in your neck, placing kisses as he locks eyes with you through the mirror. 

“You’re so gorgeous.” Tamaki whispered breathlessly into your ear, his hands moving up to move your dress straps down, only for you to stop him. “Na-ah, we don’t have time for that baby.” you remind him, teasingly moving away from him, only to earn a defeated groan.

“ ‘m sorry love.” Tamaki apologized, staring at you with puppy eyes through the mirror, his cock twitching from the teasing. Slamming it all in, only for him to pull out after and continue fucking you with the tip, his apology from seconds ago already losing it’s meaning.

Tamaki couldn’t help himself, not when you were so perfect, so warm and welcoming. You made him feel so good and took him so well, on top of that your reactions drove him crazy. All he wanted to do was take you there in front of the mirror and forget about the party, but deep down he knew he couldn’t, even though it was taking him every nerve of self control in his body not to do so.

“Feels so good.” Tamaki mumbled, trusting in and out, moaning into your ear, a faint blush covering his cheeks as he gripped onto your side. The way he was fucking you was both extremely hot and extremely embarrassing considering it came from his yearning for you and he had no issue showing you his needier side.

“You’re doing so well baby.” you praised him sweetly, closing your eyes and leaning back into his touch, a whine escaping his lips at the praise. You giggled a bit, moving your hips to match his pace and in a way you knew made him feel good.

“Baby you’re so big.” you whimpered, clenching around him, only to be met with a shaky breath and stuttering legs, signaling you that he was close. “You wanna cum for me, pretty boy?” you taunted him, purposely bending over your desk so he gets a good view, giggling a bit at his flushed face. 

“Mhm.” is all Tamaki replies, biting his lips as he picks up his pace, his thrusts becoming sloppy, frustrated whines leaving his lips as he slips out a few times, trying to catch his high while still fulfilling his promise, feeling that familiar knot in his stomach.

“You’re such a good boy for me.” you praise him, squeezing down on him as you take more of him, a choked moan leaving Tamaki’s lips while he looks at you through the mirror. Sight blurred from pleasure and his face flushed, breath unsteady as he released inside of you, slowly pulling out and smearing some over your slit.

You giggle softly, turning around to wrap your arms around him. “Good boy~” you taunted him, pecking his lips sweetly. Ignoring that yearning sensation between your legs while he came down from high.

Tamaki smiles sheepishly at you, his hands moving down and teasing a finger along your slit, while slowly lowering himself. Attempting to get down on his knees, wanting to give you the pleasure of an orgasm as well. Only, for you to pull him up by his tie, a choked moan leaves his lips as his cock twitches at the feeling, being defeated at your action while he looks at you with pleading eyes.

“Make it up later tonight alright?” you smile, pulling him in a kiss before he could argue against it, it being messy and needy as he deepened it, never getting enough of you.

“Mhm fine—“ Tamaki whined when you pulled back, foreheads resting against each other as a string of saliva connected the two of you. 

“It’s about time we leave, isn’t it?” you reminded him, pecking his lips once more as you teasingly ran your fingers against his softened cock, helping him get dressed again. Tamaki still being in his post orgasm bliss.

“Yeah, so we can come back home faster.” Tamaki mumbled, already thinking of what he’d do to you when you’re home as you buckled up his belt. 

“Be patient baby, we haven’t even left yet.” you laughed, fixing your panties and whimpering at the feeling. His cum smeared all over it and still inside of you, as a way of claiming what’s his and proof of the acts you guys did just now.

“How do I look, baby?” you ask him after fixing yourself to make it look like nothing happened and putting on your lipstick. “So fucking pretty.” Tamaki complimented you, his arms wrapped around you once more as he stared at you with loving eyes.

“How do I look, love?” he questioned this time, only for you to giggle a bit. “Beautiful and like you just had the best orgasm ever.” you tease him, his face clearly showing off the bliss and his cheeks still tinted a darker shade of pink.

“Perfect.” Tamaki laughed, intertwining his fingers with yours as you made your way out of the house. His eyes glued on you like you were his prey, he would devour the second you two were alone again, knowing that he would keep going until either of you physically couldn’t anymore.

networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez

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[dira333]

Muscle Memory - Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

@nenes-numberonefan & @alienaiver because of the amnesia Quirk

Getting this kind of call will never get any easier, no matter who’s on the other side of it.

“There was an accident at work. Tamaki got hit-” “How bad is it?” You cut Mirio off, already grabbing your keys. “Where are you?”

“Hospital. He’s got a few bruises, nothing more, but he’s got hit with a quirk. Recovery girl is currently with him, but he’s talking and he’s fine, okay?”

“Okay,” you take a deep breath, fight against the quivering of your heart, “I’ll be there in five.”

-

Tamaki’s hiding under a blanket.

You crouch down, eyes on level with the tiny hole that he kept, no doubt to keep an eye on everything - especially the man that claims to be his best friend.

“Hey, Tamaki… You probably don’t know who I am, but Recovery Girl told me that you got hit with a quirk that made you forget a lot of stuff. I get that everything’s a little confusing right now, so me and Mirio are going to sit back a little and let you ask the questions, okay?”

It’s only when your back is turned that you can hear him rustling, whisper out the question that seems to be plaguing his mind.

“Who is she?” Tamaki asks. “Your girl,” Mirio explains simply.

“My… girlfriend?”

“Wife, actually,” you correct him, turning back with a fresh cup of water. “Quirk’s superhearing.”

He looks up at you as if he’s questioning the existence of the Universe - before realizing that you can see him and diving back under the covers.

-

Tamaki doesn’t know who you are - not really. He does not remember how you met or who confessed first - you - or who proposed - he did - but he’s drawn to you in a way he cannot explain. Which he tries to explain to you in minute detail while holding your hand in the car.

“I don’t know,” he repeats for the nth time, “But I feel safe with you.”

Mirio snorts from the driver’s seat, but you lean into him, glad that he’s open to it now.

Twenty-four hours of Amnesia, they predicted, when they discharged him.

It’s a bittersweet spectacle. Tamaki is painfully anxious on his best days, though exhaustion seems to ease his mind a little as he clings to you.

He doesn’t even register the wall of pictures in the living room, sinking into the mountain of pillows he insisted on when moving together. 

He’s asleep in seconds, leaving you awake and unsure. Are you allowed to cuddle him like you would if today was a normal day? Or should you stay away, let him set the pace?

-

There’s a difference between memory and muscle memory.

You’ve known about it, but knowing is not experiencing. 

And it’s an experience for sure, getting surprised by a sleep-walking Tamaki who pulls you from your desk with ease, carrying you back to bed.

“Can’t sleep without you,” he murmurs into your skin so you hold him close like you always do, amnesia or not.

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[crimsonredfeathers]

Imagine having a sparing session with Tamaki. When he's activating his quirk, two huge chicken wings start sprouting from his back, and he's more or less ready to attack you. "Aww," you squeal, staring at your boyfriend in awe, "you look like an angel." Taken off guard, Tamaki lets his wings droop and buries his face in his hands. "Don't say that," he mutters, his cheeks burning against his palms, the training completely forgotten.

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[fountainofrubies]

The out of control Suneater / Tamaki Amajiki x Fem reader 18+

tags/warnings: Explicit sexual content, orgasms, quirks, tentacles, constriction, pain, genital descriptions, She/Her

🍋 Tamaki has missed you so much that he can’t wait to play with you. You try your quirk on him for the first time, not knowing your own strength. You turn him loose with extreme amounts of arousal thanks to your gaseous quirk. The shy and quiet Tamaki that you know seems to take a backseat. Unable to control himself, he becomes aggressive with you.

————-

Weeks later from the 7 minutes of Heaven game that you two shared, there have been quite a few steamy make out sessions and a good bit of play between you and Tamaki. Every chance he gets to be with you, he’s there, although he is usually uptight and rather nervous. It’s been almost a week since he had been able to be with you intimately though. You missed him a lot during your trip, but you’re glad to be back.

While on Patrol today, Tamaki stood frozen after seeing your approach. We lost some of the progress with Tamaki’s comfortability in you two’s relationship that was gained before your trip. That, coupled with the fact that your appearance was not planned, had Tamaki tense and stressed when he saw you coming. Quickly jumbling in order to come up with something to say, he exhaled in relief when you started talking to him first.

“Tamaki! It’s great to see you! I know that I didn’t tell you that I’d be back today, I wanted it to be a surprise!” you say cheerfully as you hug him.

“It’s good to see you too.. and it worked, it’s definitely a nice surprise.” He mumbles and his smile is a little wobbly, but he really means it. He’s thought about you nonstop while you were away. “Since I’ve got the green light to go home, would you like to come?” He asks, holding his hand out for you to take. So you do.

“I’d love to!” You smile warmly. You pull a candy out of your pocket, unwrapping it. It’s his favorite. He opens up as you reach towards him to put it in his mouth, making him blush as you touch his bottom lip with your thumb. It makes him laugh softly as he starts to chew it.

As you walk, you come to an area that is usually free of people and traffic as you get further away from the bustle of the city. It looks quiet, as expected. As you two keep walking, you pull Tamaki with you when you get to the specific area that you had in mind. You go down the long alley way, and turn down another stretch, pushing him up against the wall softly, you gently kiss him while rubbing his shoulders, eventually reaching his elbows with your fingertips. He wraps his arms around you as he kisses you needily.

His voice low and shaky, but full of needy passion, he tells you, “I’ve missed this so much.” His moans come softly as you kiss his neck. As you pull away, his breathing calms. “How was your trip?”

You reply, “It was great! I learned so much about my quirk and it’s even stronger now! The teach asked me to hit him with it at half speed and it gave him so much nausea that he was useless. Before I went, it would take me giving it my all to affect someone like that!”

Tamaki praises you, “Great job! You really took training seriously then! I’m curious as to what all you could do to a person.”

You blush when he says this because you have been thinking about wanting to try something in particular on him. He notices, raising one of his eyebrows in a questioning way. Feeling pressed to explain, you admit “I’m sorry if I’m acting weird! I have been fantasizing about trying certain things on you.. and I guess that was the first thing that came to mind for me when you said that.”

He started to fiddle with his fingers as he responded. “Well.. what did you have in mind?”

You ask him outright, “Tamaki.. can I try my quirk on you? There’s an aspect of it that I want to test.. but I haven’t really had anyone I could test.. this type of thing on..”

Knowing that your quirk is like a gaseous excretion and that you affect people, and animals in various ways according to your will, he asks you, “This thing you want to try.. it’s naughty isn’t it?” He waits for your answer bashfully.

You smile “Yes.. yes it is.”

He fiddles more with his fingers. “Well.. I’m willing.. I mean, you have full control right? Like if something went wrong?”

You nod, your eyes shining. “I can nullify the effects.. or change what you’re experiencing. Sure.”

“Okay then..” He definitely looks nervous as he watches you curiously. His eyes widen and he looks away quickly after he sees you reach under your skirt and pull your panties down, taking them off.

You lean forward, kissing Tamaki gently. At first his lips are tight and tense. With some effort, his lips soften and cooperate with yours. You inhale slowly, taking a deep breath in and then you dose him with a very large hit of your quirk, giving him everything you’ve got.

After a breath or two, he begins to fill with an intense heavy desire that aggressively overtakes his body. His muscles begin to tense up, as he steps backwards, his heart pounding. His eyes are very wide as he slowly looks over at you, roughly flooding with intense need as he stands up straight, rigid, locked into position. He’s trembling, locked into this position, gritting his teeth. He moans through his gritted teeth, furrowing his brow as he continues to desperately battle for self control. His erection feels massive, throbbing like never before and it is the most blindingly intense, gripping erection that he has ever felt in his life. Seconds pass as he continues to tremble, his breathing quickening. He’s looking at you with an extremely desperate amount of need. As you come closer to him, his eyes follow you, locked onto yours. It takes quite a bit of effort, but he manages to get a sentence out. His entire being feels like it is about to erupt and his voice sounds like it is falling apart at the seams. “I don’t want to hurt you…” he says in a panicked and shaky voice. His entire body is flexing as he holds fast, making him groan as uncontrollable urges come to him in waves, drowning his attempts to control himself. His breaths become very strained and deeply desperate as his body begins to quake.

As impressive as his ability to control himself thus far truly is, you quickly deliver a message to him that you hope will free him from the raging battle he is fighting within himself to forcibly control his body. “If anything goes wrong or gets too dangerous, I’ll use my quirk to control the situation, I promise…” You continue, “Tamaki, let go.” Reaching down, you firmly squeeze his cock throw his tunic, letting go immediately after. With a huge gasp, Tamaki’s moves come reflexively and automatically, the intensity dizzying. In the split second that it takes for all 5 of the thick tentacles that are zooming towards you to wrap around you, coiling up all around your entire being, encasing you, a loud sound rips out of Tamaki’s throat. He’s half screaming, half growling as he whips you into the wall behind you. The tentacles take the impact as they protect your body from any damage. The sudden impact does surprise you though, making you gasp as more adrenaline releases into your body. Not even a second passes since your gasp of dark surprise before Tamaki is already on you clutching your arm as he peers at you looking extremely hot and bothered. You’re at his eye level, being held inches above the ground. No time is wasted as tentacles shoot from his other hand, grabbing his clothes, pulling his tunic to the side, twisting it up and securing it so that it will be tucked out of the way. Other tentacles grab ahold of the lower half of his body suit and rip it apart, revealing his skin and his large, throbbing cock. It looks even bigger right now, and it was already big to start with.

As his tentacles shrink back into his free hand, he pulls the slick liquid seeping out of the head of his cock down its length, all the way to the base. Moaning, he repeats the actions rapidly, which coats his cock in the largest amount of precum that he has ever produced at one time ever before. Immediately, he penetrates you. While he is grabbing your shoulder, the first two thrusts are moderately paced but strong, making you bounce as his body makes contact with you. After that, he moves quickly, grabbing your waist with his free hand as he starts fucking you as fast as he can. Whimpering in between his choked, desperate moans, he reaches towards you, unable to think about anything but the pleasure. He grabs the back of your neck with his free hand, pulling himself close to your ear, growling as he holds you roughly, “OH!~ AH! You feel so fucking good!” His voice is aggressive, despite the loud moans, sending a chill down your spine. His pace has become punishing. His moans are spilling out rapidly, turning you on more and more as he rails you.

As for you, you only seem to get wetter and wetter. Your cheeks are becoming red. You gasp for air. Tamaki looks down at your body as he continues to thrust into you roughly, and although it takes him a few seconds to process it, he notices that he is constricting you far too tightly with his tentacles. The parts of your skin that are visible are all glowing varying shades of red. You’re aware that you’re being squeezed tightly, but you’re so caught up in how Tamaki feels inside of you that you ignored the uncomfortable pressure. You’re still gasping though, and Tamaki starts fighting for control of his body again. His thrusts are still coming as he tries to let go of you with his tentacles, but he’s having issues. He feels a fresh wave of panic as he realizes how little control he really has over himself now. He screams out, as he tenses his body with everything he’s got, trying to force control. He goes rigid, his open hand hits the wall beside you just above your shoulder as he tries to lock himself into a steel stance. Unable to stretch his arm all the way out so he can wrench himself away from you, he thrusts into you again greedily, even more quickly, grunting and moaning loudly. He continues to try to pull out of you but it’s just not working for him. He thrusts into you once more and pressed up against you with force, hoping that going forward and freezing would work better than trying to push himself backwards or pulling out, and for a second it does.

As he’s pushed all the way inside of you, his nose is inches away from yours, his breath spilling all over your face in bursts. He looks like a wreck, mouth agape watching you as he fights himself, his body screaming at him. His stance doesn’t budge an inch but you do feel the tentacles around you trembling as he works as hard as he can to loosen his grip on you. But then, suddenly, you feel a crazily dizzying sensation that makes you choke out a heavy, wet, sob of a moan, followed by many more of them. There’s rapid movement happening inside you as his quirk manifests, it feels like your insides are spinning. Tamaki groans as his member contorts, spinning wildly as you're drilled by some sort of tentacly, phallic concoction. There’s no way to know exactly what is happening in there, but you feel extremely full up as whatever it is that keeps thrusting forward wildly, writhes inside of you, only to feel like it retreats back into the original shape of Tamaki’s cock for just a second before it repeats again and again. You choke out another sob as Tamaki looks at you, eyes wide with shock and panic, his breath desperately wild. “Please..”, he pleads, his voice shaking, “Help me.”

Just as soon as those words left his mouth, you sprung into action, blowing a strong, cool stream of air into his face to hit him with enough force to affect him quickly as he gasps and moans. The dose takes effect very quickly as the tentacles wrapped around begin to turn you loose, his tense body slightly hunches toward you as it relaxes. He grabs you with his free hand, holding your shoulder so that you’ll meet the ground without stumbling as you slip out of his hold, all of the tentacles retracting.

Regardless of the dose of calm you just hit him with, he still looks scared as he blurts out the words, “I’m so sorry..” He has a heartbreakingly hurt look on his face that cuts you to the core. “Are you hurt?” He looks distraught.

You shake your head no as you nearly tear up. You respond to him, “No Tamaki, I’m sorry.. That was so selfish of me.. You felt so good that I just let you go at it. I was so lost in how amazing you felt that all I could think about was your every move.. I wasn’t even thinking about how you must have felt..” Now the tears are coming, you feel them freshly rolling down each of your cheeks. “I used my quirk so carelessly.” Your face is so hot as you whimper, “I care for you deeply, Tamaki.. how could I do that to you?” Your lip trembles.

Tamaki strokes your cheek. “Heyyy,” he says, suddenly soft with you, on a mission to comfort you, focusing hard on succeeding at it. “It’s okay, it was an accident right? I just didn’t want to hurt you.. I was terrified that I was going to.. It’s okay.” He wipes your tears away and then holds your cheeks. “I’m okay.. I just panicked when I failed to gain control. I was squeezing you so hard…. I.. I was scared to death that you might pass out or something and that I wouldn’t be able to stop to even help you.. I don’t know, I’m just sorry..”

You sniffle as you let out a sigh. “I’m sorry.. I thought I’d ruined everything.. I thought for sure that you’d want nothing to do with me now after I did that with my stupid quirk. I feel so embarrassed.”

He leans down and kisses your lips, romantically even, as his tongue enters your mouth delicately and then retreats back into his. “Your quirk is amazing. It’s a part of you, it makes you who you are. It’s so powerful and it felt amazing. I just need to have a bit more control, bunny. Hit me with it again, just not full force. I’ll let you know if I want a little more or less as needed. Can you do that?”

You nod, hopeful that the experience will end on a much better note. You reach up and kiss him again, giving him a smaller dose than you did last time.

His eyes roll back for a split second and he looks at you again. “I want you so bad.. So bad.. As if I didn’t already want you enough..”

“What?” you ask, understanding what was said, but craving more information on the subject.

Feeling dizzy with desire, Tamaki isn’t even thinking about his nerves at this moment. He’s breathing slow but deeply, hissing as he inhales here and there, curling his lip a bit as it happens. Now he’s moving slowly to your side as he reaches forward and kisses your neck. He falls into the moment, no longer caring that you'll know the things he’s about to tell you. His hot breath bathes your neck as he whispers to you, “I’ve been thinking about being inside of you ever since you left. When I see you regularly, I have to make myself come multiple times before I even come out to meet you. It’s the only way I can get my body to be less obvious when I stand near you.”

You swallow, your throat is tight and you feel a little dizzy yourself. “Tamaki? Is that true.”

He nods slowly, up close in your face. His gaze and his movement are both slow and sensual. He licks your parted lips, running his tongue softly across them. “Give me some more.” he says lowly, making your heart beat fast. You blow at him, just a bit, stoking his fire.

He opens his mouth as he places his bottom lip in between your lips, breathing openly as he pauses. As you suck on his lip gently, he moans, the hot air heating up your face. Your hot, wet center is aching for him. You’re starting to tremble yourself, his sex appeal feels so dense and heavy. He moans again, bringing his lips together, initiating a sloppy kiss. He sticks his tongue in your mouth. “How about just a bit more? I think I’m close.”

You shoot a just a bit of air into his slightly opened mouth and he takes in a deep breath, closing his eyes and pausing. “Let’s leave it here.. like this.” He groans as he touches your lips with his thumb. “I want you. Are you gonna let me have some more of you now?” His voice is soft but it’s also sexy as hell. “Yeah? Can I fuck you now?” He strokes his cock a couple of times, moaning.

You are a puddle. Putty in his hands. You whine as you moan your “Yes” to him. His cock is long, thick and throbbing. Breathing heavily, he grunts as he pulls his tunic back up, tucking it back in how he had it before. He picks you up, grabbing your leg and placing it on the side of his hip so you will lock them around him.

You’re ready to beg yourself. “And your tentacles? Will you hold me again?”

He blushes a bit as he smiles, his tentacles obedient and gentle, wrap around you, becoming tighter as he lifts you very slightly to hold you in place. He enters into you again, moaning shakily, pushing into you slowly, throbbing repeatedly. After a few soft strokes, he begins to speed up. His heart is racing. He’s full of heat, his hips greedily returning to you every time he pulls away. His grunts, moans and whines are coming constantly now, in a very random order.

You ask him as you whimper, groaning as he thrusts into you. “The last thing you were doing to me.. can you try it? I was very close at the end there..”

He thrusts in a few more times and starts to engage with his quirk similarly to how it felt like it was moving before, starting slowly, not having used it this way ever before. It feels amazing as he repeats the movements, now moving in a consistent pattern. Not even one whole minute later, you feel pressure growing as he continues, moving a bit stronger as time continues. Now you are moaning repeatedly, sounding off alongside him. He grunts and whines with just about every stroke now. You tense up and curl towards him in every way that you can, he begins to shuffle the movements even more firmly and faster. An orgasm ripples through you, as you tremble while he presses his whole body up against you. The sight, the sensations, the sounds you’re making, you bucking as you squeeze his cock repeatedly, all of it only pushes him that much closer to the edge. He returns back to the way he was fucking you before, his cock pulsing as he grinds into you with intensity and deep need. He begins moving a lot faster, and the sounds he is making start spilling out at a pace that matches his speed. “Im about to come. I’m gonna come..” he informs you urgently as his movements start coming in sloppier and sloppier, his grip tighter as he rapidly slaps into you. He wraps his arms around you, still using the tentacles with one hand, grasping you tightly with the other as he plunges into you choppily, moaning loudly, riding out his extremely pleasurable orgasm. He holds you until his breathing begins to settle and he puts you down afterwards. He begins to fix his clothes, sighing at how he ripped his bodysuit earlier in order to shove his cock into you. He fixes his tunic so that the large hole is covered, laughing as he meets your eye. He holds out his hand towards you. “Come on, I’ll walk you home.”

You take his hand and ask him, “Will you sleep with me tonight?”

He puts his arm around your shoulder as you walk and he kisses you on the side of your head. “Yes. I’d love to.”

#tamaki amakiji #tamaki x you #amajiki tamaki x reader #amajiki x y/n #amajiki x reader #mha amajiki #suneater #suneater x reader #tentacles #mha tamaki #tamaki smut #amajiki smut

[luxthestrange]

BNHA Incorrect quotes#8 Feral-

The quiet ones introducing their extrovert/feral ...'friend'

Izuku: This is my Kaccham, he's my favourite person, he's so smart and beautiful, he can kill a man without breaking a nail and knows how to hurt you 1000 ways, I admire him entirely!

Hitoshi: This is my Denki, he is funny and can basically Pikachu, He gives me piggyback rides, I'd kill people without him around...

Tamaki: This is my bunny, pretty sure they got rabies...but I love them

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #mha x reader #mha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #tamaki amajiki #tamaki amajiki x reader #tamaki amajiki x y/n #suneater #denki kaminari #hitoshi shinsou #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #mha incorrect quotes #bnha incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

[agendercrisisx]

I Need mean Dom tamaki I can't stop thinking about it after seeing your post

Alright, I'm teasing you guys so here is a full one-shot of mean dom Tamaki Amajiki, our pretty shy boy, turned mean;)

I kind of forgot I was in the middle of this but I finally finished it. I know the ending is a little rushed, i rewrote it three times, this is the best you get ;)

You scared me, baby

Tamaki x gn!reader

His voice is light as he steps through the door, and calls out for you. You don't appear and a weird feeling settles in his stomach. You always greet him, something up?

"Hey baby, you there?" No answer. He dumbs his bag and jacket in the hall and searches the apartment. All lights are off and the apartment is creepily quiet. His nerves have shot up and something feels very wrong.

He finds his way to your shared bedroom, and there you are. All dressed up for him, or actually dressed down. You are wearing nothing but a ribbon around your neck, looking up at him from your lying position on your side. You slowly run a hand over your hip and up your chest. Waiting for him to respond.

"Fuck you're hot." He says as he breathes out, "But fuck I was so worried, thought something happened to you. You scared me, baby." You know his anxiety better than anyone and you were already prepared for him sitting down on the bed and slumping over.

"I'll make it up to you baby." You say while crawling down on the floor so you are sitting before him on your knees. A small smile spreads on his lips, and the excitement is already getting to him. His pants are tightening and he softly takes a grip on your hair and guides your head so it lying in his lap.

You are looking up at him with doe eyes, excited for the dom in him to come out.

"You are so pretty on your knees for me baby, I'll enjoy ruining you." A smirk is back on his lips, mission accomplished.

"Take it out for me baby, be good." It's a command and you eagerly comply. You unzip his pants and pull the down, and quickly make work of his boxers. His cock springs free and slaps against his stomach. You are almost drooling at the sight of him, fuck you want him so bad.

He grabs your head and forces your mouth down on his cock. A breathless moan escapes his lips and he looks down at you. He bucks his hip into your mouth and you choke. His cock is fucking big, buried in your mouth. He moves your head slowly up and down his cock, using you for his pleasure.

He manhandles you, you are a toy for him to use. And fuck it's turning you on. You are so horny for him, and he barely acknowledges you. Drool is pooling around your mouth, together with his precum.

The lewd sounds together with his breathless moans and sharp grunts is filling your bedroom.

"Fuck baby, yeah just like that, be good for me. Yeah, fuck... so pretty... God, I enjoy using you, using your pretty little mouth. Maybe I should fuck you, so you cum on my cock. Or maybe tonight ill just not touch you, you can get off yourself thinking about if it was me." He thrust into your mouth and you moan around him.

"What a good slut, huh baby?" You nod and he stands up, towering over you so he can fuck your mouth. He holds your head still as he uses you, his personal fucktoy. His pretty little partner, his. Only his.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, you want my cum baby? want me to cum down your throat?" You try to answer but get choked by his cock again. "Yeah, I know you want to, be good and eat all my cum."

He cums with a groan and whimper as he cums in your throat. He tastes salty, and fuck you want him badly.

"Want me to fuck you my little slut?" He takes a hold of your neck and pulls you up and his mouth connects with yours. He tightens his grip around your neck and you become lightheaded.

"Yes please, wanna be good for you." You whimper and a sadistic smile spreads on his lips. He turns you around and bends you over the bed. Slapping your ass and spreading the cheeks so he can see your tight little hole.

"Stay!" His voice is hard and you do as you're told. He leaves the room and comes back shortly after with something in his hand. A hand comes back to your ass and something cold runs down your slit. You whimper and he collects the lube before pressing a finger against the ring of muscles.

You moan and he chuckles. "You like that, huh? My finger in your ass, you are so tight." You mumble something incoherent and he tsks at you. "If you want something tell me, use your words." You whimper again, fuck the words aren't working, you can't.

"Speak up!" You shake your head and a sinister laugh comes from behind you.

"I wasn't asking baby, do as you're told. Speak up!" He starts pumping his finger in and out of your ass, and with his other hand massaging the cheek. And the words just aren't wording.

"I... can...'t..." He ups his pace and a scream is pulled from your lips. His finger fit so nicely in your ass, you clench around them. He puts a knee on the bed besides you so he can bend down and kiss your shoulder.

"You still haven't told me what you said, want help?" You whimper.

"I'll take that as a yes. Repeat after me."

"I,"

"I," you repeat.

"Am,"

"Am,"

"A slut,"

"A slut,"

"For you,"

"For you,"

"Sir,"

"Sir,"

"See that wasn't so hard," he runs a hand along your spine and you get goosebumps. "You are so good for me, you are so perfect, my perfect partner." He kisses your cheek and stands back up, so he can look at you before him.

His pace never falters as he uses his other hand to spread your ass so he can look at his fingers disappearing into you. He hits the spot inside you and you moan as you collapse into the pillow. You are so close, fuck, so close.

"I'm... cum..." You are able to get out.

"Ohh does my sweet slut want to cum, yeah no, that's not happening. I want you screaming for me until your body gives out, but you don't get to cum. And if you do ill punish you till your legs don't work and your ass is screaming."

"Please... please... sir... I... just...cum... please..." You beg but he doesn't give an mm. A smirk is back on his face as he continues the assault on your ass, his digits hitting the spot as your eyes see stars. Fuck you are so close, and he isn't slowing down. Hell make you cum, but you can't, he'll punish you. Maybe the punishment is worth it, fuck you want to cum so bad.

"Stop, whatever you are thinking stop it, if you cum I'll crush you, but if you can hold on for 10 more minutes, ill make you cum so many times you can't count." He runs a hand along your cheek and takes a grip around your neck. You feel lightheaded as he presses the side of your neck carefully.

"God you are so good, and I can feel how close you are." Be good just 8 more minutes. You are so close baby, I know you can do it." You whine and he chuckles, "So good for me baby."

His fingers keep torturing your ass, and you do your best to keep the orgasm at bay. But fuck you wanna cum, it's torture, but you are being so good. You don't wanna screw that up now. Not when you are so close. So close.

You whimper again as you can feel your stomach tightening. You are so close, cant the minutes be over now. Please. Just let them be over.

"Cum for me baby," He whispers into your ear, and you don't need to be told twice. You cum for him. Hard. Your vision slurs and you scream as your high hits you. His fingers work you through it, keeping you cumming for him. You are like putty in his hands, he has full control of everything your body does.

When you finally come down from your high, you curl into a ball. Trying to get your breath back. You moan softly as he removes his fingers from your hole.

"You don't think we are done, do you now?" You look up at him with tears staining your pretty cheeks. Fuck you are overstimulated.

"I promised to make you cum until you couldn't count them anymore. I know you can count to one baby." He slides a hand along your waist and lays down beside you to be the big spoon.

"Mmm... nice." You mumble and he laughs softly, "You are so handsome, baby. But I'm not done with you yet." You hear him remove his pants and you can feel his boner press against your ass.

"You feel me, baby? All hard for you, you caused this." He says against your ear, softly massaging your waist. "You are gonna take care of it, right baby?" You nod even though your head feels heavy, doing your best to keep your eyes open.

"Then I'm just gonna slowly," He presses the head of his cock against your ring of muscles. "Fuck," he says breathlessly, "You feel so good, all mine." He bites down on your shoulder, marking you. You are all his. The pain from both your ass and shoulder have you wide awake.

"A little pain enhances the pleasure," He says as he pushes the rest of the way in your ass. You scream into the pillow, clenching around him as he bottoms out. "Im gonna move now, you ready?" You mumble something incoherent, but you haven't used your safeword so he continues.

"Fuck my cock feels so good in your tight little ass, you like the feel of my cock?" You nod feverishly and scream as he starts to move. A slow pace at first, just slowly pumping in and out of your ass. Taking you so softly, slowly but steadily building towards a faster rhythm.

He moves you without much trouble, so you are laying on your stomach with your ass in the air. He looks hungry down at your exposed body and he pulls his cock most of the way out before slamming it back in. You scream and he smirks.

"You take my cock so well, I'm proud of you." You whimper into the pillow, as the praise makes you blush. His pace is brutal as he fucks you to his body's limits.

Your bodies are sweaty and tired, but as a hero, he has learned to excide his limits. And he uses everything he has against you, fucking you like there is no tomorrow.

"I love the way you feel baby, you gonna cum for me again?" He gasps as you clench around him, following his words. "I'll take that as a yes." He chuckles and continues the assault on your ass, pumpings are cock in and out of you. You are so pretty back arched, face buried in pillows with tears staining your cheeks, ass red and sore from his thrust and so close to the edge.

"You look so pretty when you cum, but it's so much more fun leaving you on the edge for hours." You whimper at his words, and let the pleasure overtake your senses. Everything you feel is him, him in your ass, your stomach tightening because of him, the bitemark on your shoulder.

He takes a grip on your hair to pull you up so your back is against his chest. "God I can feel you squeezing me so tight, you gonna cum for me baby, cum for me, yes baby, cum for me." You do as you're told and cum around him, screaming and exhausted. He holds you against him as he kisses your neck, "So good for me." He mumbles into your skin, moving his cock ever so slightly.

"I.. cant... no... mo... re." You whine and he lets you lay back down on the bed, slipping out of you. You moan from the loss and turn around so you are laying on your back looking up at him.

"You can give me just one more or maybe two, you don't have to do anything ill just eat your ass until you cum and then you can rest, okay baby?" You don't have any energy left but as the good slut you are, you nod and let him do whatever he wants to you.

He bends your legs so they are pressed against your chest, looking down at your hole.

"Fuck that's so pretty. Hold your legs." You comply and hold them tightly, he lays down on his stomach and kisses your ass. Slowly around and then closer and closer to where you need him. He presses his tongue in feeling you clench. He dives in eating your ass, with everything he has. This isn't even about your pleasure he just enjoys it.

When you came for the third time, he finally lets you rest. Leaving your ass alone, giving you soft kisses from your stomach to your face.

"I'm gonna prepare a bath for you, give me a sec." He leaves you shortly and you hear the water turn on, he comes back and carries you into the bathroom. Slowly setting you down, before he himself jumps in the bath to cuddle you. "I'm so proud of you, you did so well. Now I'm gonna take care of you, and we can do whatever you want okay?" You nod and lean against his chest, before slowly drifting off to dreamland.

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[fatkish]

Tamaki Amajiki x Reader: Fake Marriage

Tamaki and reader decided to get a marriage license for hero agency insurance purposes since their long time friends and so that should anything happen to Tamaki in the field, he can make sure that his agency is covered and that the reader would inherit it. The Hero Insurance companies can be extremely tricky to deal with so the reader poses as Tamaki’s spouse who is a non hero but works in the agency.

The reader’s quirk is called Archive. (If you’ve seen Fairy Tail, it’s the same as the blue Pegasus guy’s magic) Basically the reader’s quirk creates a vast information network that spans centuries into the past. This quirk is similar to Iida’s family’s engine quirk as it’s passed down through generations. Any information that has been learned throughout the reader’s blood relatives is automatically added to the archive.

Since the reader isn’t a fighter they work as a support for heroes. They help Tamaki by overseeing his patrols and helping guide him via their quirk’s communication link.

During the raid at the Gunga Mountain Villa and the Jaku Hospital, the reader was with All might inside the room with the attack coordinators. When Shigaraki took out communications via EMP, the reader was the only person who was able to still have any contact with the field.

Hado, Mirio and Tamaki all use the reader’s Archive quirk as network for information as well as communications since the reader doesn’t really have that many drawbacks. Tamaki is especially grateful for the reader since they’re always talking him through everything whenever his anxiety gets to him.

Since Tamaki is a naturally shy person, I personally headcannon that after highschool he decided to become an underground hero who specializes in steak outs, espionage, and any task with minimal interaction. Or at the very least, he’s a nighttime hero.

Reader handles the day to day stuff as well as hiring. The reader is the public face who handles the media as well as any publicity while Tamaki is the backbone. The reader has made sure that the entire staff from those who handle paperwork and manage menial and mundane tasks to even the sidekicks, all of them are aware of Amajiki’s shyness and most likely have their own social hang ups

Whenever there is a pro hero gala or event that they’re invited to, reader uses their marriage to keep fans from trying to get with Tamaki. The reader does a lot of the talking for him.

Whenever Tamaki has to talk to reporters, the reader is always telling him what to say and is telling him how good he’s doing and encourages him.

You always make sure to have Bento’s ready and prepared for Tamaki. You make sure that he has whatever food he needs and that his meals are both tasty and delicious as well as healthy and useful for his quirk.

For fun, and to tease him, you’ll write notes in his bentos for him to find. Often times the notes are the typical lovey dovey notes that a mother or girlfriend will write.

“Hey Honeybun,

Hope you have a great day out there. Keep your chin up and kick butt. I’m so proud of you💕💕 I made sure to pack your favorites this time so enjoy your lunch, love you<3 xoxo

Love,

(Y/n), your dutiful spouse”

He always blushes but loves the notes and secretly has a box full of them that he has kept since you started doing this is high school.

(I know it’s kinda short but I plan to add more as it comes to me)

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[http-tokki]

Pretty sundress

~ tamaki amajiki x fem!reader ~ tags/cw: aged up tamaki, smut, explicit language ~ wc: 310

Tamaki's mouth at your neck is gentle as his teeth bite down on the tender skin. Your head is a mess as his hands traverse the expanse of your clothed torso, a pretty sundress riding up your thighs as you squirm. The leather of his car seat is sticky against your skin, summer air filling the car with the symphony of cicadas of the late June afternoon. Tamaki's hand starts to drift closer to the edge of your dress, fingers dipping under as he moves to slip them beneath the fabric.

"Is this okay?" his question is soft. "I don't want to push you."

You're nodding your head, unable to speak for fear of sounding desperate, but Tamaki doesn't move. He wants to hear those words, hear how badly you want his hand up your dress. The whine in your voice as you plead your consent.

"Tamaki…" you breathe out, hands gripping the chair under you. "Please, you can… yes."

With your permission, Tamaki is sliding his hand under and up. It's not just that he is so adamant about your consent, but he loves hearing how desperate you are for him. The pitch of your voice as you whine his name. It gives him an idea of how you might sound as he slides his cock into you or how your breath would hitch as he flicks his tongue over your clit. Tamaki feels his cheeks heat as his fingers make contact with the damp material of your panties. Shit, you were wet, and he did this to you.

"That's because of you" Your voice is soft, eyes focused on the hand Tamaki has between your legs. "Feel how wet you make me 'Maki."

Tamaki nods, falling all too nervous as he presses his mouth to yours again. He takes a few shaky breaths before he asks.

"Can I taste you?"

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[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere V+H: Tamaki Amajiki

Henchman material all the way 

“Th-that’s the perfect plan, (Y/n)! You always think of the best things.”

he tends to have issues with his self-esteem

Easily idolizing those he feels shine brighter than he

Or in this condition create a darker shadow

He sees you as the best villain 

Shakily smiling after you when you praise him for doing his part

He watches how you so effortlessly take down the superheroes with their powerful abilities

All while discovering your powers

But he’ll deny it when he’s teased by the villain’s guild

But he loves your words of encouragement 

“Tamaki, you should definitely go pro!”

“No no, I don’t think I would want to could…”

But you’re not the only one to notice his efforts 

And on a deeper level, Tamaki isn’t all that concerned with anyone outside of his comfortable bubble

The comfortable bubble that only includes you

So he doesn’t mind all that much when he feels compelled to destroy anything outside of it:

“Congratulations Amajiki you’ve been promoted to professional status! Your new lair will be provided to you after you receive your letter of performance from your former employer. If you want to–”

Tamaki hung up the landline, it didn’t mean all that much when his world was crumbling around him. Promotion? From you? What was better than fighting alongside you? Nothing, he knew that much. His frazzled mind began to swim with what actions might have led to the travesty of this ‘promotion’. Was it his defense during the tech heist? Or the role he played in the destruction of the elite team? Or was it–

*Knock Knock* “Hey, you done in there? We’re on a time crunch y’know? Hahaha, crunch. Get it? Cause your name’s Suneater?”

He slowly slugged out of the phone booth letting a wobbly smile curl on his face as you giggled at your own joke. He couldn’t ask for a better sight. Even in your civilian disguise, you glowed like no other and he wanted nothing more than to power that light. 

“I-I’m done.”

“Good, ‘cause my phones blowing up because our partners are calling us!”  

Hearing the emphasis on partners, immediately put him back in the working mind. Letting himself hide his blush in the hat as you pulled him along by your hand. The warmth of your fingers in his threatened to activate his tentacles he had sprouted after his takoyaki brunch. He refrained, instead taking stock of the dingy building the crowd gathered in. 

“Hey hey!” You released his hand to hug your friend who happened to be invisible jumping up and down which you immediately began to catch up. Leaving Tamaki to internally curse out the invisible fiend that took your attention from him.

“Suneater, congratulations on your promotion you’ll be topping the charts in no time once you get started!”

He shuddered with surprise looking worriedly at you, only to find you were beaming with pride. A far cry from the dejected expression you should have made since your henchman was making a departure from your jurisdiction. 

“Yup, that’s my boy! All the calls to the big ones on top really paid off!”

Your jovial confession answered the stabbing question for Tamaki. In the most beautiful, horrible way your encouraging actions sabotaged the future he’s hoped you two would share together. 

“Awww are ya sad, Tamaki? Well, you shouldn’t worry as long as (Y/n) stays in the top fifteen you can always be their partner!”

Like a light at the end of the tunnel, Tamaki had a new outlook on his circumstances. At this revelation, he’d never have to leave your side. Nothing had to be changed! It would be perfect he couldn’t help the smile that twitched on his face. You turned to him chuckling behind your hand.

“Was that what you’ve been worrying about today? Of course, I’d love to be partners with you if you don’t mind me.”

“I-I’d love to!”

Exclaiming louder than he meant to he tried to shrink into the collar of his coat as you and your friend laughed before continuing on into the crowd. 

The rest of the day was draining, speaking to many different villains both new and old faces. Attending seminars and putting petitions down for different inventors; the day was long and all Tamaki wanted to do was to return home with you. Which would have been the fate of you both if it weren’t for the professional rankings. When the announcer called out your name it wasn’t automatically with his…it was with another. 

“In 14th place is a new villain duo: noteworthy ReaderYourName and Hassai Eight Bullets!”

Again the eruption of cheers and hollers as your best headlines were put on the screen along with the other villain’s displayed on the screen. He could feel your worried gaze as an embarrassed huff left your mouth.

“T-Tamaki…I…I’ll be right back..I’m just going to sort this out.”

Leaving your seat he watched as you disappeared behind a wall followed by the villain previously on the screen. His eyes narrowed before following behind. 

“Hassai what’s the meaning of this!?”

“Oh please, I told you I’d send in the request. You’re little sidekick got promoted, didn’t he? It shouldn’t be an issue then.”

“That’s not the point!”

Tamaki watched as you went back and forth about the logistics of pulling this off without your consent before it came to a head. Face to face, closer than he would have liked, your face was contorted with anger while Hassai’s was spread with a devious smirk. Outstretching his hand a hum of electrical crystals sparked in your face making you flinch away backing yourself into a corner, letting yourself be caged by the villain.

“It’s not so bad, don’t you think babe? Where you’re weak,” crackling the crystals in your face he leaned closer into you. “I’m strong! We’ll complement each other perfectly!” 

Ending on the vowel his mouth stayed open letting his breath fan against your cheek. You worried it would have escalated and so did Tamaki. 

“Hey! You’re the lil’ sidekick we’ve been talking about, right? Aww don’t be sad we’ll save it for when they’re back at my lair! Hahaha!” 

He leaves joining the crowd as you slowly walked to your henchman with a sorrowful look on your face. 

“Tamaki…I’m so sorry.”

Your shame and sorrow came off of you in waves as you kept your eyes lowered but Tamaki took the step forward. Pulling you into a hug he bowed your head into his shoulder as he let himself curl around you, tentacles and all.

__________________________________________________

In the weeks following the official rankings, you and Tamaki had not separated. Not long after the convention Hassai failed to follow up on their duties as the villain in the 14th rank leaving the position open for the runner-up. 

“Suneater you take the left flank and I’ll take the right! Don’t let that one with the muscles anywhere near here!”

“Got it.”

You both easily fell into your old routine easily evading the heroes and accomplishing your mission. Having finally put the obstacles on your side out of commission you twirled the Transmitter in your hands before hopping back to Tamaki’s location. Coming from across multiple rooftops you landed on the chimney watching as he dominated his opponents sending some crashing to the ground and others suffocating to death. But one stood out to you–stabbed by a crystal that spasmed electrical shocks over the body the method reminded you of someone.

You stood alert as your partner landed next to you prepared to swing you and himself across the rooftops. He was crouched, already in position before looking back to you; more precisely where you were staring. 

“What?”

“Oh, it's nothing! By the way, got the transmitter in one piece!”

For Tamaki some change was good. But nothing too drastic…he wouldn’t be able to live otherwise.

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[dira333]

Caught a kiss - Amajiki x Reader

for @missalienqueen - hope this was the vibe you were looking for - Follower Celebration Request

You are going to lose your job.

It’s as easy as that and just as painful to accept.

You have less than 24 hours to deliver your final draft; all you’ve got so far are the villain's design, the hero’s parents and best friend, and a rough draft of what you want to happen. Oh, and about twelve crappy drafts of the hero, every single one worse than the one before.

The hero with the strength quirk is just a cheap version of All Might and has been overdone for ages. The hero that looks dark and sinister but is actually a sweetheart reminds you too much of former Pro Hero Eraserhead and you don’t want anyone to accuse you of using your former teacher for your work. 

One should think that coming up with new ideas comes easier after three successful book deals, but the opposite is the problem. 

.

After more than six months of creative block, you cannot hide it any longer from the publisher or your writing partner, but you will be damned if you give up before your time has fully run out.

You get up with a heavy sigh, hoping against all odds that another cup of coffee will solve your problems. 

Just as you push yourself up, an explosion goes off outside, its force strong enough to leave the floor trembling. You stumble, but your balance is off and you knock heavily into your table. Your hip and thigh hurt from the impact but you try to get up, only to be knocked to the other side by the second blast, the explosion even closer this time. 

“Here.” Someone cushions your fall with their body. You look up into a pale face, almond-shaped eyes filled with worry as they take you in. Right. It’s the person who always sits ducked into the corner booth, fully engrossed in a book every time you come in to write. So far you’ve never seen more of him than the messy indigo hair that is not hidden behind his book. You can’t help yourself but take him in now that you’re this close. His mouth is a tight line and his ears… your heart lurches at the sight of their pointed tips. It makes him look like an elf.

“A-A-Are you okay?” The man stutters and you nod, blink yourself out of your stupor only to realize that you’re leaning way too heavily into him. All he did was keep you from falling over and you’re repaying the favor by putting all your weight onto him.

“Oh, oh, I’m sorry.”

“I-It’s o-okay.” His mouth pulls into an even firmer line and he looks past you. Whatever he sees has his eyes widening and you turn to see for yourself, only to be pulled down.

“Stay here.” He insists, voice suddenly firm. “Hide in the booth.”

Another explosion rings out, the sound deafening this time. When the ringing stops, he’s gone from your side. From your new hiding space, you can see him, walking upright to the door. 

He’s a dichotomy, soft indigo cardigan wrapped around his lanky figure as if trying to protect him from the harshness of the world, but his steps are firm and his posture speaks of determination. You can tell that he knows what he’s doing in the way he utters short commands to the other people in the coffee shop.

-

The next time you see him is half an hour later when the police are taking statements.

He’s standing a bit to the side and someone must have brought him his hero costume, but you’d recognize that indigo hair everywhere, even if it’s partially hidden by a white hood. 

“I didn’t see much.” You say, eyes never leaving the guy who, in your eyes, saved the day. “After he… I’m sorry, I don’t know his name, but the Hero in the white tunic… After he stepped out, I briefly saw a group of men with black suits and black face paint. And then, a few minutes later, one of them ran this way.” You point down the street. “But he was wearing something else. Something red on his head, like a wig, maybe?”

The police officer gives you a skeptical look. “Are you sure? You’re the only one who pointed that out.”

“I mean, I could be wrong, I’m not sure if it was a wig or not. Did no one else see someone running?”

“They did, but they all agree it was a civilian.”

“No, it was definitely not a civilian. I saw his face and while it didn’t have any facepaint on, it was clear that he wasn’t frightened. He looked pissed. No civilian would run around looking like that after such explosions and a bank robbery going on at the same time, don’t you think.”

“We’ll look into it.” The officer says, noncommittally and leaves you in favor of talking to someone else. 

Your eyes immediately wander back to the hero who saved you and your legs seem to take that as an order to get you over to where he stands.

“Hi.” You start, surprised to see that he blushes instantly, head pulling back into the safety of his hood. “I-I’m sorry.” You start to stutter, “I’m normally not that forward, but I-I just wanted to tell you how amazing I thought you were.”

“T-thank you.” He whispers back and you wait, hoping for something more for him, but if he does say something, it gets swallowed by the booming laughter of a much larger man.

Fatgum, you know him from TV, steps closer. One of his hands lands heavy on the first man’s back.

“Don’t mind Suneater here. He’s a great hero, just a little shy with words. I heard you’re the one who’s convinced she spotted someone fleeing from the scene?”

“Uh, yes.” You try to catch Suneater’s eye but he’s looking at the floor as if he suspects to find the secret to immortal life down there. “But I told the police everything. I’m just good with faces, I guess. I just… I just wanted to say thank you. To Suneater, I mean. Because he saved me, in the coffee shop before.”

“Oh, he did?” Fatgum seems to find that incredibly funny because he laughs again, pulling Suneater into his side to the point that he almost swallows him whole. 

“I think he’d gladly do it again. Nothing too much for my guy. Hope we did not keep you from anything important.”

“Oh, just my draft.” You sigh, before realizing that your drawing pad is still in the shop and you have even less time now to save your job. But, there’s an idea forming in your mind just now.

“Would it… would it be okay, to use you? I mean, your hero persona, or your… likeness, for a manga?”

Suneater freezes up, elbows locking tightly against his ribs. He looks like a wooden puppet, unable to move.

“It’s supposed to be a story about a boy overcoming all odds to be a hero and when he meets the evil villain, he realizes that what he’s learned makes him the most capable to deal with him. I’ve struggled to find a story to tell but if I could… draw a hero that’s a bit shy and didn’t like attention all that much, that could resonate with a lot of children, you know? We’d call him differently, of course, and I could change the looks, but I kinda.. well, I really like your costume, it’s very…” You clear your throat awkwardly, too aware of Fatgum’s growing grin and Suneater’s growing stiffness. “Aesthetically pleasing. Yes, hmm.. It’s the aesthetic.”

“That’s a big honor,” Fatgum speaks up on Suneater’s behalf when the latter seems unable to open his mouth. “As his boss, I give you the okay. But you should leave your card or something with us so that we can have a look at the product before it gets published.”

“Oh, absolutely.” You pull a card out of your blazer pocket and hold it out to Suneater who eyes it as if it might come alive and eat him any moment. So you offer it to Fatgum who takes it with a wide smile.

-

Your drawing pad is still where you left it. You grab a new cup of coffee from the jittery barista and insist on paying for it even though she offers one for free after today’s events. 

“I’ll feel better if I pay for it,” you insist, knowing that there will be enough people taking advantage of it as it is.  

The drink grows cold next to your pad as you draw, engrossed in the story you’ve got to tell now. It’s only the time crunch you’re in that keeps you from going overboard on your hero’s features. You want to stay on the page, take your time until you get his ears right or the exact shade of his hair. In some drafts, it turns out too messy, in others too neat and you wonder if you could ask him to stand model for you, just to get a hang of the way it falls. 

Then it’s the color of his eyes. You thought they’d been a deep purple when you looked up into them hours ago, but it had been but a brief moment and you long to see them again.

It’s way past closing time when the friendly barista is finally annoyed enough to throw you out. You stumble home, eat a sandwich from the vending machine on the way up to your apartment, and get back to drawing. 

Your alarm goes off right after you put down your pen.

Your draft is finished and you lay down for a quick nap that is filled with a now familiar face. 

x

If anyone knew he was here again, Tamaki would surely lose his hero license. 

There had to be some rule against stalker behaviour but he wasn’t going to go up to HR to ask about it. 

The barista nods when he comes in, accustomed to his presence by now.

Thankfully it isn’t the same one as yesterday and this guy doesn’t seem to know he had been involved in yesterday’s shenanigans. This is embarrassing enough without people recognizing him.

He grabs his lavender tea and takes his usual seat, burying himself in the book he brought along today. “Chivalrous Hero: Crimson Riot - How I came to be” isn’t exactly his top choice of literature but Kirishima had urged him to read it and he might as well.

Nine o’clock comes and goes without any sign of you. 

He has to leave around half past ten and he can feel himself grow more and more anxious the later it gets.

Maybe you are breaking your habit of coming here after yesterday’s events.

He certainly can’t blame you for that. 

Or you realized that he’d been here every time you went there too and connected the dots. 

Surely it has to be that. No one can blame it on sheer coincidence for this long.

He should have just bitten the bullet weeks ago when he noticed you and asked you out then and there or stopped visiting when he felt his interest grow. 

Like a man, his inner voice reprimands him, sounding vaguely like Kirishima.

At ten o’clock on the spot the bell over the door chimes. He turns to look on instinct and feels the book drop into his lap without being able to catch it.

You look tired, to the point he wonders if you’ve even slept at all. Even with makeup, it isn’t hard to tell that you’re going to keel over from exhaustion any second, but still, there is a smile on your face that can rival the sun.

Your eyes move through the coffee shop, shoulders relaxing at the tune that is coming from the speakers. 

Out of habit he moves to pull his book higher to cover his face but finds his hands empty. Before he can realize why that is, your eyes cut to his. 

One, two, three seconds he feels time freeze and his heart stops beating. 

Then, just like the sun rises, your smile changes… into something almost shy and private, something he’s never seen on you before.

You duck your head and walk over, making his heart skip from non-beating to beating too fast. His blood soars in his ears and he still can’t find the damn book to hide behind. And now it’s too late for that anyway because you’re standing in front of him, the shy smile curling around your lips in a way that makes his knees feel way too wobbly.

“Can I sit with you?” You ask and he nods before he can stop himself. 

Your knees knock against his as you slip into the booth.

He takes in a breath and regrets it immediately when he can smell your perfume again. 

“I was hoping I could meet you again.” You say, pulling something from your bag. “I wanted to show you what I draw… I was… so blocked, I couldn’t draw for months but when I saw you, something clicked and I…” You stop your movements, something like a tablet in your hands. You look down in what he recognizes as embarrassment. He’s too familiar with that feeling not to recognize it on sight.

“It’s okay.” He can hear himself say. He’s not sure what he’s even trying to say, but he can feel his lips move and that’s better than what he does most days. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me. I should say sorry anyway. I’ve been sitting here for weeks trying to talk to you and couldn’t get over myself.”

Wait, he thinks, panic bubbling in his stomach. Did he just… say that?

Your mouth is open, your eyes wide. You certainly look like you heard what he just thought out loud.

“You were trying to talk to me?” You ask. “Why didn’t you-” You seem to realize that he’s starting to sink into himself, that he’s actively trying to merge with the booth and stop speaking. 

That’s it, he thinks. He knew it would turn out this way, he should have gotten over himself sooner.

“Here.” Your voice cuts into his miserable thoughts again, pulling him away from trying to sneak out of the booth. “Look at this.”

You turn your pad to him. There he is, or at least, someone looking a lot like him.

It’s a rough sketch of him, mid-fight. He recognizes the tentacles coming from his hands immediately. When his hands meet the monitor, the page turns and there’s the villain, telling his story of origin. There’s no text, but his face makes it clear that it’s a sad story. 

But there he is again, Suneater saving the day, hugging the villain in the end to prove that even the bad guys can be friends if you treat them nicely.

“If you want,” you say, your voice low as if you’re letting him in on a secret. “I’d like to get to know you better. Not just for this project, but… like… on a date?”

You wave your hand in front of his face. “A-Are you okay? You’re not blinking?”

“Sorry,” he chokes out, digs his fingernails into his arm to pinch himself. Yeah, he’s not dreaming. “I’m…”

“I meant it.” You assure him, put your hand where he just drew blood. “If you want. No pressure though.”

He’s still looking for words when you pull back your pad, clearly trying to give him some space.

“I… have to leave in a few minutes.” He points out, glares at the tabletop to keep his nerves. “But do you want a coffee?”

--- one weeks later ---

You’re already there when he steps into the coffee shop. You’re at work, which he can tell by the fact that you don’t even look up when he slips into the booth and puts a fresh cup of coffee next to your pad.

“Hey.” He gently pats your thigh. A few days ago that wouldn’t have been possible, but you pointed out that it’s the safest way to get your attention without messing up your work and he’s actively trying to get over himself, so there…

“Oh, hey!” You smile up at him, lean back to stretch your back out and move to press a kiss to his cheek. 

His face bursts into flames. Not literally, but figuratively and you giggle against he hot skin before pressing another kiss on his other cheek.

“Missed you.” You say nonchalantly as if that doesn’t make his heart lose a few beats.

It takes him half an hour of passive cuddling to get his heart to calm down and his brain to unmelt before he remembers what he’s supposed to tell you.

“They caught the last member of the group.” He points out when you move to take a sip of your now cold coffee.

“What?”

“The guy you saw, the one wearing a red wig? They caught him. Detective Tsukauchi said your hunch was too good to ignore and they caught him. Turns out he was the head of the gang after all. So you’re the real hero of that day.”

“What? No. It was you. Or Detective Tsukume.”

“Tsukauchi.”

“Exactly. I just pointed out something obvious. Like that.” You press your thumb against the corner of his mouth. “You’ve got something caught there.”

“What is it?” He asks, already anxious as you lean in.

“A kiss.”

His mind goes blank way before your lips meet. 

But, he supposes he doesn’t need his brain for a few more minutes anyway.

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Could you do Yandere Tamaki Amajiki hcs?

Warnings: Yandere behavior!

Authors note: Of course!! We love our shy baby 💕🥺

I wanna say, sorry if there are spelling mistakes! This isn't my best, sorry 😭

Tamaki is known for his quite noticeably for his quiet and awkward demeanor; lurking around the corners with a sulking look like he's depressed.

When Tamaki first laid eyes on you, he thought you were the prettiest person he had ever seen; admiring your form, smile, and hair-do. Watching you from afar, looking at you like a pure God in the sunlight.

To catch this shy boy’s attention isn’t very hard, but a few things he does admire about you is your outgoing and kind demeanor; trying your best to understand people and love individuals for them. You were originally a friend of Mirio’s, an old friend from high school who had accidentally ran into him, making Tamaki meet you.

The minute he was introduced to you, he couldn’t form any words other than a shy ‘Hi’ and mumbling about word after words.

Of course, Mirio has introduced you to him, seeing Tamaki was extremely shy around you and wanted to help him to get out of his comfort zone. Quickly, Mirio had noticed his embarrassing posture, which made him think of some things: did Tamaki, his most anxiety-ridden friend, have a crush on you? By that time, it would have big letters spelled out across Tamaki’s forehead: YES.

Immediately, Mirio and Nejire would team up and try to have you both set up constantly for ‘small dates’ with all of them, whom they would both leave just so the two of you could be alone; watching from the corner of the roads away to see how it’s going.

Within a few months, Tamaki would finally have a rare piece of courage and leave a note on your work desk, asking to meet you for dinner later that night at your favorite restaurant. Upon arriving, realizing that he had ordered a VIP room just for the two of you, already covering the bill with his persistent whispers of, “I’m p–paying, please allow me.”

After having a good few minutes of conversation, he awkwardly confesses: “I– I’ve always loved you! Please… fo–forgive me.” If you confess back to him, that you love him back; he’s delighted, to say the least. Tamaki immediately pulls you into a hug, stuffing his face into your neck before hearing your fit of laughs.

The relationship between you two is considered ‘normal’. Other than his extremely clingy behavior and dependence on you, following you around like a lost puppy, gripping onto your sweatshirt or the hoop of your belt for support; he’s fairly harmless towards you and others. However, Tamaki is not above hurting people if needed. Sure, he’s seen as a shy bunny, but the minute your safety is threatened? All hell is loose.

Tamaki values your happiness and well-being, even more so than his own. He loves seeing you smile, it makes his heart flutter and beat faster; this means he loves spoiling you. You want a new hoodie? Absolutely! He got in X-large so it’s baggy. Need 3 more plushies to help you sleep? He got you more than 3, a body pillow of your favorite animal and a promise ring for the both of you.

The affection within you two is very touch starved. Tamaki loves being around, on, or beside you. He specifically loves to lay on you, feeling your nails drag against his hair as he hides his face into your chest, breathing in your addictive scent. After a hard day of socializing and working hard as a hero, he loves to be in your arms, talking to you about your day and clinging onto you like his life depends on it.

With him being around you so much (even without your awarabouts), he tries to find out everything about you: hobbies, your crush(es), that certain item you’ve been wanting, what you did earlier that day, and what you tend to do later that day once you get home. The minute you step home, you have a neatly wrapped gift handed to you; a huge blush covering his face and tips of his ears, wanting to hear praises from you.

His yandere tendencies consist of being very soft, worshiping, almost harmless, and guilt tripping. Tamaki views you as his butterfly, a purity in the water, and a bunny he needs to protect from the harsh world. No matter what you say, it won’t change his perspective on you; viewing you as the most unique and wonderful person in the entire world.

Tamaki tends to guilt-trip you frequently. He understands that guilt-tripping isn’t the best, he knows so. But, he can’t help but feel immense jealousy and insecurity whenever you hang out with others, watching you talk with pure energy and willingness to those who don’t really deserve it. Tamaki would approach you, gently tug on your sweatshirt, signaling that he’s ready to go home. The next few days consist of him clinging onto you like a koala, hiding his face in your neck while mumbling how much he loves you.

This often leads to Tamaki needing reassurance, needing to hear those words ‘I will never leave you’ or ‘I love you so much, nobody will take me’. He fears that you’ll get sick of his anxiety-ridden and clingy behavior, finding someone ‘better’ than him and throwing him away like the voices in his head say so.

Due to his severe anxiety, he would never kidnap you. The only exception, in this case, would be if you were to get severely hurt by villains, on the line of the deathbed; however, if he did so, Tamaki would gently take you when you sleeping, watching you wake up with pure panic before feeling immense guilt in his gut: bowing his head on the floor as he sobbed, hiccuping out ‘sorry!’ and ‘please forgive me!’.

Punishments don’t exist with him; they never happen. Tamaki absolutely hates punishing you, he can’t even bring the sheer thought of raising his voice at you.

Talking more about the punishment headcanon, it’s very hard for Tamaki to be mad at you, or to show any negative emotion toward you. The only time you’d see him ‘lose control’ is when you threaten to leave him. Either that’s when you get sick of his clingy behavior, or guilt-tripping. The moment those words leave your mouth, he’s immediately on the floor blubbering sobs, begging you to not leave and he’ll be good: “Please! Don’t leave me! I–... Please! I’ll do anything! Anything you want! Just— Please don’t leave me!”

If you ever lash out at him, whether that’s from having a hard day, he’d take it… literally to heart. Tamaki would start crying, asking what he did wrong before hugging you tightly, using the words: “Please, I do–don’t know what I did, but please! Please don’t leave me!”

As long as you can put up his clingy behavior, everything should be fine; acting like a complete ‘normal’ couple within the roads of Tokyo.

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