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collisiondiscourse · 9 months
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fashionista kings
// one of my many pieces for cat's cradle
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peterokii · 5 months
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mymhameme · 6 months
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random sketch dump
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fever-dreamer97 · 1 month
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Kaminari, trying to disfuse a bomb: Okay, on the count of three, you and I cut the gray wire!
Shinso, on the other side of the room: Wait, wait, wait, what gray wire?! I have red, green, and yellow!
Kaminari: Oh that’s weird, I have gray, medium gray, and dark gray!
Shinso:…BABE, YOU’RE FU**ING COLORBLIND.
Kaminari: Oh, yeah!
Shinso: So, you’re saying cut the green?
Kaminari: Yeah, see the one in my right hand?
Shinso: That’s your left.
Kaminari:…Oh, I’m dyslexic too.
Shinso: Oh my god.
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ging-ler · 10 months
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denki you are literally a hero student, dont smile like that during your mugshot
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blackberreh-art · 9 months
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A baby baby boy
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dcsiremc · 3 months
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MESSAGE DELIVERED ☆ ! | 18+
H.SHINSO | K.DENKI | F! READER
WARNINGS☆ | f! reader, trans ftm kami, sadist! shinso, pet play, oral (f! and m! receiving) collaring, leashing, humiliation, taking photos during sex, names called: mutt, puppy, brat, dog | muzzle (hitoshi’s mask to be exact) used on reader, dog commands given, cum swapping, barking…?
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leaving you with kaminari was like begging for trouble and the blonde was determined to break your good girl streak with shinso. nothing a few pictures wouldn’t help.
your back arched off of the bed in another agonizing orgasm, vibrating through your body unmercifully as kaminari’s slender fingers pistoned in and out of your sopping cunt. his mouth was latched onto one of your breasts, tongue lavishing at the hardened nipple with a wanton hunger that never seemed satiated. with his body slotted between your legs, lewd songs of him suctioned to your chest, there was no hope in clamping your trembling legs closed, no clear out to avoid the onslaught of torture on your already pulsing pussy. how many times had you cum already, you weren’t sure, but the two curling fingers within you were creating a shameful squelching, your juices flooding between the crack of your ass and saturating the sheets below the two of you.
“kami, just- i just need a moment.” you gripe, slamming your palms down on his shoulders for some kind of reprieve, a request that went unminded.
it wasn’t until you laced your fingers through his honey gold locks, tearing his head away from your tit that he came up for air, sucking it into his lungs as if he had forgotten breathing was a necessity. your eyes fluttered, breath hitching at the sight of his debauched face slathered in his own drool, glimmering over his intricate lightning scars that seemed to appear and disappear in different places on his skin. besides his beauty, the pathetic whine that ripped from his throat was enough to make your stomach tighten in threat of another climax, your hole clenching around the man’s fingers. a sick grin split his face, all teeth and mischief, filthy in all aspects of the word.
“you like this, dont’cha cutie? the thought of getting caught?” he purred, sliding his fingers from you and licking them clean with a skilled tongue.
he was referring to shinso, who luckily, was still on his daytime patrol. he didn’t approve of his /pets/ playing without his knowledge, especially not anything that ended in cumming without permission. and again, how many times had you cum? enough to be guilty, and boy were you drowning in guilt. you didn’t do this, push his buttons. you liked being his good girl, his angel, the receiver of all his sweet words and soft touches. but you longed to get the treatment kaminari got most times, redirection, punishment. kami seemed to thrive off of it, search for it, poke every nerve until hitoshi bent him over any nearby surface to remind him of his place. his punishments could be downright cruel, sometimes to the point he asked you if you wanted to sit the scene out, because you weren’t like kami, not completely. the blonde liked pain, he liked to be slapped around from time to time. a lot of the time. but when you did sit those scenes out, you still got included in the sugary sweet aftercare.
the soft kisses, the gentle bathing, the cuddle pile snuggles that felt like home. you wanted to experience that intense headspace at least once, even more to feel the come down in shinso’s arms with that silky voice of his washing every worry away. your thoughts were interrupted by kaminari pulling his phone from one of the pockets of his shorts..
“what are you-“
“sending the big guy some pictures, i’m sure he’d wanna see how pretty you look right now.”
“kami, please!” you go to reach for the phone, frantic to snatch it out of his hands but he was too quick with moving away from you. “don’t show him!”
he giggled, holding it out of your reach, “don’t tell me you’re scared? it’s fun when he’s all riled up…you know he hasn’t had the best day today and god i love when he’s mad.”
the blonde had the nerve to wink at you, going to open the camera app to your dismay. a pout formed on your lips, knowing this was probably denki’s idea this whole entire time. the pretty boy sunk back down between your legs, re-spreading them, pressing kisses to your sweat-damp skin. your clit pulsed out of sensitivity, darting your gaze away from him when he went to close his hot mouth around the bud. your head tossed back, cursing at the feeling of his pillowy lips coating themselves in your wetness, tongue rolling out to slide between the puffy lips of your pussy, humming at the tang, nipping at the skin when he pulled back to smile.
“god- fuck- kami s’too much.”
he didn’t listen to your pleas, his own cunt hot and sticky between his legs as he started to devour you like a man starved. only when you were panting, squirming, begging him to ease up, did he take a few selfies from his spot between your legs. your thighs adorned his ears like muffs, your fingers were damn near ripping out his hair, and when you finally came another time you hadn’t even realized the bratty blonde had taken a pretty little clip of you coming undone. the writing was on the wall, you knew you were fucked when the sounds of the messages sending were ringing through the room. even worse, the thoughts of how the violet haired hero would respond made you ache.
yes, you were fucked.
“havin’ fun over there goody two shoes?.” kami spared you a sideways glance as he was kicked back on the sofa, his ankles crossed over one another on top of the coffee table as he clicked through the different channels on the tv.
a deep exhale rushed from you through your nose, your eyes trained to the floor on the small space between your knees where you knelt directly in front of the front door. you were chewing the inside of your cheek, clenching your fists on top of your cramping thighs as you waited for him, hitoshi, to come home. the guilt had been eating at you since denki pressed send, fluttering your stomach with nerves. you couldn’t wrap your head around how he could be so calm when shinso hadn’t even responded, only read the messages. that was hours ago, and kaminari was completely unphased, which was hard to grasp when he was usually the one who got the brute end of their owner’s frustrations. despite this fact, he was all smiles, excited even, for their impending doom.
“don’t call me that, i just enjoy following his rules- unlike some people.” you muttered the second half under your breath but he heard you all the same, even smirked when you sent him a glare before facing the floor again.
“well you broke several rules, hun. one of them you broke over and over and ov-”
“kami, just fucking shut up.”
“all i’m saying is, the deed is already done, no use sitting there in one of those silly positions when he hasn’t even come home yet-”
the rest of the blonde’s sentence trailed at the sound of keys, then the unlocking of the front door. you swallowed, keeping your eyes low as the man of the hour entered the house, still in complete uniform. you could tell by the dirty boots he was wearing. even after being outside most of the day, the man brought in a waft of cologne with him, a scent that drooped your shoulders immediately with the sense of comfort it provided. you waited patiently for his usual acknowledgment, a pat on the head or the usual praise of how pretty you looked waiting for him. but that never came. he only crouched to rid his feet of his boots, walking around you as if you were an obstacle in the way. he hadn’t even looked at you. suddenly there was a sinking feeling in your gut.
“blondie, where do dogs belong?” shinso sighed, tugging his voice modifier from his face and setting it on the arm of the couch.
“not on the couch, sir.” denki bit back a grin, slipping to the floor with ease and pressing his face onto the man’s knee. you turned your head slightly to watch the scene, your bottom lip wobbling as shinso started to scratch the man’s scalp in greeting.
you wanted to protest that you hadn’t been on the couch, but decided not to. you just had to be patient, this was clearly a test, and you were pretty good at passing his tests.
“where’s your collar, kaminari?”
“i didn’t wear it today, sir.” the blonde said simply, setting his chin on the taller man’s knee, smiling up at him with the dopiest grin.
you rocked impatiently on your knees, wanting to mention how you had worn yours. it sat around your neck perfectly, tag with the initials ‘HS’ resting on your sternum. there was a loud whistle directed at you, one that made you snap your head up hopefully. your eyes landed on his face, his features unreadable and stern.
“right here, mutt.” he jabbed a finger downward, right in front of his other knee.
mutt? that wasn’t what he normally referred to you as, it was puppy or doll. you swallowed the lump in your throat, crawling towards him on your hands and knees, sitting where he requested. you went to put your face against his knee, like denki had done, craving any type of affection from him, but he immediately nudged you away.
“i need denki’s collar, and the two-sided leash. go on, fetch.” he waved you off, didn’t even look at you when he asked, he was too busy tugging off the other man’s shirt.
“but- sir-“ you started to say…well now you weren’t sure with the way his eyebrows started to raise.
“if i have to repeat myself, you’ll regret it.”
that was all it took for you to scramble to your feet, a pep in your step as you went to go find denki’s thin black collar. it took you longer than you would have liked to find the leash he asked for, but when you did you brought both items back to the man, reclaiming your spot. you expected praise, or at least a damn smile, but again…nothing. he was focused on tightening denki’s collar and then he clipped his leash to yours, connecting you to the blonde. that was the most attention you had received since he got home.
“there you go, such a pretty boy aren’t you. so perfect.” shinso pressed a kiss to denki’s lips, the blonde tilting his head in confusion but parting his lips for the tongue that was slipped into his mouth.
“sir…” you tried again, to gain his attention, “may i have a kiss too?”
he let out a deep, annoyed sigh, pulling away from kami to glare at you. it was so intense you wanted to back away.
“you sure are talkative today.”
“you usually give me a kiss when you get home, or a head pat or-“
“and you usually behave.”
you felt yourself deflate, your eyes darting to look at denki then back at shinso, before opening your mouth once more. you wanted to plead your case, point out that it wasn’t your idea. you shouldn't be punished alone, not when kaminari had broken way more rules than you. shinso only raised a hand, silencing you before you even could string your words together.
“no. enough.” shinso picked up his voice modifier, fastening it to your face.
this was new, it almost felt like he was muzzling you, it was humiliating.
“you will not speak until i tell you. got it.”
you nodded, reaching up to touch the mask, confused but enjoying how much it smelled like him.
“let’s see if you actually understand, hm.” he reached forward and fiddled with something on the side of the mask.
“speak, mutt.”
given the greenlight, you went to voice something, an apology maybe, but all that came out was a very distinct barking sound instead. it scared you so bad you jumped, looking up at shinso with wide eyes.
“that’s better, yeah? now you can hear how much of an annoying dog you are.” he leaned forward, slipping his finger into the loop on your collar, yanking you forward, “now sit here, and shut up.”
your eyes started to water, well up with hot tears as shinso once again, went to focus on kaminari. but the blonde was no longer smiling, guilt was showing on his face. he felt bad, for once, for trying to get you in trouble. even more so, denki wasn’t getting what he thought he would. he had expected a punishment, but all he was being given was praise and affection.
“hitoshi, it wasn’t her fault. i was trying to get her in trouble-“
“that’s okay, angel. we both know you are a dumb little puppy who can only think with his cunt. she knows what’s expected of her.”
you watched intently as shinso threw his head back with a deep groan, pushing denki’s mouth further down on his cock. they had been going on like this for over an hour, hitoshi taking his time to thoroughly fuck the blonde’s mouth. every time he was pulled forward, you unfortunately had to go with him since you were chained to him. you wanted to taste too, at least lick at his heavy balls that were right in front of you. he spared you a glance, slowing down denki’s pace, drool dripping down his shaft.
“does the mutt want my cock in her mouth too? want me to fuck that little throat of yours?”
you nodded, trying to ignore the throbbing of your pussy.
“i can’t hear you.”
your hands balled into fists, pushing down the embarrassment to beg. but you couldn’t, the room just filled with those pathetic barking noises, whines too. shinso’s face went smug, the first time he seemed amused this whole time.
“louder. i know you can beg better than that.”
your ears burned as you continued to bark, tears staining your cheeks and wetting his mask.
“should have thought about that before you disobeyed me.” he went back to thrusting his hips, gagging denki with his size. he growled at the feeling, dragging himself back and forth over the man’s tongue.
“just like that blondie, gonna- christ- gonna cum in this pretty mouth of yours.”
and he did, held the blonde by his hair and shot his load onto his tongue. you watched in awe as his cock twitched and throbbed inside of kami’s mouth, making him whine at the taste. he slipped his dick free, tugging on the bright hair, “don’t swallow yet…be good and hold it okay?”
god, his voice was so gentle with him, how it usually is with you, and you hated the amount of jealousy that was coursing through you. shinso reached over to pull the mask from your face, thumbing your tears away. you melted into his touch, hiccuping and two seconds away from climbing into his lap.
“kam’ , share with her. i think she deserves a treat.”
you didn’t even have time to process what he said before kaminari was pulling you in for a deep kiss, swapping his spit and shinso’s warm cum with you. you moaned softly as he pulled you in, tongue exploring your mouth wildly, almost too much teeth, but that’s how it felt to make out with denki. he was always so worked up when it came to kissing. you swallowed your share of cum, breaking the kiss to catch your breath.
“th-thank you, thank you sir.” you looked over to shinso who started to unclip the two of you.
he helped you climb into his lap, letting you nuzzle into his arms. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, chuckling softly, something deep that rumbled straight through you.
“that was mean, huh? but you did so good for me, baby.”
you felt like you could cry again, but he tilted your head up to kiss your lips and you almost purred at this.
“took your punishment so well. the best girl a guy could ask for.” he dipped to your neck, nipping at the skin there, making you flinch in surprise, a shudder rippling your spine.
“please, ‘toshi.”
“don’t worry, i’m gonna take good care of that little pussy of yours.” he whispered this in your ear, his other hand patting the couch so denki could join in on the cuddles.
“i need to see you cry for a different reason now...”
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agendercrisisx · 2 months
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Hitoshi and denki- when ur so full with cum it squelches
They have already filled you with so many loads you can't keep track, but they're not anywhere near stopping. Shinsou pumps into you, as you moan and whimper every time his cock hits your g-spot. Denki stands besides you watching, moving his hand up and down his cock, but every time he gets close he stops. He is only gonna come in you. You need to be filled and breed like a good slut, so he saves every drop for your dripping hole.
Shinsou groans as he can feel himself getting closer, not explicitly working you towards you pleasure, but you're so damn close anyway. When you come around his cock, he can't help to release another load. Filling you up, pressing his hips even harder against your pussy, because he wants your womb to get filled, not just your pussy.
And then the boys switch places, Denki taking Shinsous' place, and now he's filling your dripping hole. Pushing their cum back in you with his cock, he's already so close, from the way he worked his cock. He busts another load in you, and you're so damn full. Your stomach bulging, and as Denki pulls out the cum inside you squelches. They sound has the boys exchanging a look and smirking. A look that says they're not even close to stopping. They're not gonna stop until your fucked dumb and breed properly.
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anime-as-textposts · 8 months
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blurry-low · 2 years
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Eraserfam
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lerrryyyyy · 7 months
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The squad hanging out after a day of 🛹⛸🛼~
Here's my piece for @bnhavictorieszine !! Really had fun working on this!
Check out everyone's works in the zine here!
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Do not edit or repost my art.
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tsuvvy · 8 months
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"Hey, Y/n." He says absent-mindedly
"What's up?" You ask and look at him.
He hesitates what he's gonna say and settles for a, "Nothin'"
You take a minute to scan over his face, hoping nothings wrong.
"You sure?" You pry on.
"Ya.." He nods his head, turned away.
"What were you gonna say?" You ask.
"Oh.." He starts, looking at you, for a second before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him, burying his head in the crook of your neck. "You're the best thing that happened to me."
Oikawa Toru, Kirishima Eijiro, Yuta Okkotsu, Gojo Satoru, Shinso Hitsoshi, Chifuyu Matsuno, Usopp, Timothy Drake, Dick Grayson, Raleigh Becket, Jack Mercer, Sebastian Sallow, Leo Valdez, and any of your favorites 🫶
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peterokii · 12 days
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mymhameme · 5 months
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Found some more sketches for my undercover Shinsou!au.
My boy is not having a good time.
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fever-dreamer97 · 1 year
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Everyone to Shinso: BuT BrAINiWaSHiNG iS a ViLliAn’s QUiRK
Shinso: Okay or you can just fu*k off.
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crowborn666-nsfw · 3 months
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Need
Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader
Tags: needy! Shinsou, AFAB anatomy, dry humping, riding, praise,
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You thought nothing of Hitoshi’s arms wrapping around your middle as you laid in bed reading, but when his hips began rolling against your backside is when you stopped to bookmark your page.
“‘Toshi dear, is everything okay?” You asked, barely able to see his purple locks in your peripheral as he had his head hidden in the back of your neck.
All you got was a grunt in response, his grip on your hips tightening as his movements became more frantic.
“Hitoshi?”
“‘M sorry,” he slurred, pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck, “Woke up a-and jus… needed you.”
“That’s okay.” you spoke gently, biting your bottom lip as you rolled back against him, “I’m awake, and we’ve got all night.”
Hitoshi groaned, beginning to whimper and pant with each roll of his hips. He pawed at you with his hands, squeezing and pulling on your limbs to get you closer.
“Shit… shitshitshit!” Hitoshi hissed through his teeth, stuttering to a standstill with a near breathless cry escaping his open mouth.
He let go of you, rolling onto his back with beads of sweat sticking to his forehead and a damp spot on his sweatpants.
“Feel better, ‘Toshi?” You hummed, rolling over to face him.
“Yeah.” He swallowed against his dry throat, “Could we go again though?”
“Of course.” You kissed his lips, moving to help him undress. You tossed his dirty sweatpants near the hamper, making a note to wash them first thing in the morning.
You undressed yourself, before moving to cradle his lap with your hips and sink down on him. Hitoshi groaned, biting his lip as he grasped your hips.
You took a moment to adjust before moving, setting a steady pace that had him writhing in pleasure.
“You’re too good for me.” Hitoshi mumbled, moaning between sentences, “You’re so warm and soft, you know exactly what to do to make me feel good.”
“I have to.” You laughed, kissing his lips again, “I wouldn’t be a good partner if I wasn’t now would I?”
You shifted a little, just enough to have Hitoshi hit that spot that made you see stars. He moaned in time with you, bucking up into your heat.
“‘Toshi, I’m close!”
Your announcement only made Hitoshi moan louder, bucking up into you in rougher strokes. “Need you! Need you so bad!”
You both found your high at the same time, pants and moans being shared between you. Hitoshi’s hips occasionally stuttered, bringing your attention to his still hard cock inside you.
“Poor thing,” you cooed, brushing back his hair that stuck to his forehead, “So needy tonight.”
“One more? Please?”
“Of course, ‘Toshi. One more.”
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