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discretion1007 · 1 year
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Cropped Art of omega Denki from my fic
'When the Masters Get a New Toy' on Ao3
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Full photo on twitter here!
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uravitypng · 1 year
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denki's been whining to you all day that he wants to be inside you. you keep saying no, it's not safe right now and you keep forgetting to take your birth control, you're not risking it. "just the tip, babe." you give in after hearing him whine to you more, it's almost criminal how attractive he sounds. as much as you hate to say it he always gets you going, and he knows it.
you doubt your decision as denki practically tears off your clothes, groping you in the process. he's grabbing hold of one of your thick thighs and digging his palm in, seeing the soft malleable skin pudge in between his fingers. with his other hand, he puts it on you stomach, just resting it there. denki stares down at you hungrily after getting both of you undressed, before harshly pinching your nipples making you moan in surprise. "denki, what the hell. there's no need to be so rough." he chuckles and apologises but you don't think he really means it.
"just the tip, yeah?"
"yeah, yeah." denki promises as he slowly rubs his dick against your clit. "you're so wet babe, can't believe you keep saying no," he says as his pace quickens and he starts leaving kisses up and down your body.
"hey that's not fair, i-" denki cuts you off before you can start explaining and reiterate as he pushes into you, making you gasp. you go slightly light-headed at the feeling, he's touching you in all the right ways, kissing your neck and grazing his fingers over your skin. denki always has this effect on you, and he uses it to his advantage. you're his wonderful girlfriend that he cherishes but sometimes he needs to fuck you to make you see things from his perspective. to make you realise what you really need. he chuckles again as he sees your expression, all argument leaving your body and giving into him.
it feels so good as he's touching your clit but he suddenly pulls away, making you want his hands back on you. you look up at him to try to make eye contact so he gives in and see a glint in his eyes. before you know it he plunges into you completely. he's caging you under his body as he thrusts into you hard but slow, "this is just what i needed babe," he groans as you clench around him in shock. "you're amazing babe, feel so good around me."
still in shock all you can do is whimper and gasp, it feels so good but you know it's unsafe. it's so hard to focus on that with how good denki's making you feel right now. the last bit of resistance you have fades as you wrap your arms around his neck tight, dopely smiling up at him as your moans get louder and louder.
"fuck, i'm gonna fill you up okay." you start nodding, denki grins at you, you're looking so fucked out right now. "gonna get you nice and filled up, yeah? you're gonna look real fucking hot with my cum dripping out of you." you'll practically agree to anything currently, thank god you're dating denki and he'd never exploit that, right?
"cum for me, need to feel you." his words getting more direct and breathier with each sentence. he rubs your clit for a couple seconds and before long you're cumming, in doing so triggering his own, making him empty inside of you. denki collapses to the side of you while you both were attempting to catch your breath.
denki gets up grinning as he leads you to the bathroom. he turns on the shower and he helps you get in with him as your legs are still wobbling. you start showering together as denki starts cracking stupid jokes that never fail to make you laugh. he stops talking as he notices, running down your leg is him cum, immediately making him hard again. you realise what he was looking at, "please not again, i'm too sore." he laughs as he kisses you and promises you that after you've both had a shower you get to choose whatever you're both doing for the rest of the night.
you end up ordering pizza, denki's arms wrapped around your waist as you watch tv. "you okay, babe? i wasn't being too mean today was i?" denki questions leaning down to whisper in your ear, making your neck tickle.
you shake you head. "i'm okay, you are evil though." you say while sticking your tongue out. he smiles at you, looking so in love, it makes you blush. "don't try and 'just the tip' me again or you'll get a whack."
"yes ma'am."
you giggle as you readjust to get comfier in his arms.
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artemis32 · 3 months
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Lovelorn
Yandere Class 1A x reader
yeah, uh, i hate this, but you get what you get
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Izuku was at a loss.
He'd tried everything - absolutely everything - to get you to open up. To talk. To partake in group activities outside of class
But no matter what he did, no matter how he tried to sell the idea, no matter how manipulative he was, you declined.
Every. Single. Time.
What made it worse was that he knew several other people in your class were trying to achieve the same thing.
Mina had invited you out more times than he could keep count of, and each time she was met with a short, harsh rejection.
Sero and Kaminari had joked with you, trying to get you to at least crack a hint of a smile.
No success.
Momo constantly offered to help you study, and when you inevitably said no, she would insist on tea parties and lunch dates and shopping trips with the rest of the girls in the class. You had stared at her with a blank gaze until she felt uncomfortable enough to leave.
Even Uraraka, as sweet as she was, was unable to crack your tough exterior.
Izuku realised that they were quickly running out of options. They'd run through the list of class members they could turn to for a solution, and sooner or later they'd have to accept the worst-case scenario.
They'd have to ask Bakugo for help.
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You hated your classmates.
They were annoying. They were insistent.
When they were around, you never got so much as two minutes of peace and quiet.
It was bearable during the first few months of your first year, when you could go home and have a break from their never-ending questions.
But then the school had decided that it was in the best interest of the students to have you all move into dorms.
You hadn't known a single moment of peace since.
There always seemed to be someone attached to your hip, or trailing a few steps behind you, or eyeing you from across the room.
It was annoying, and you thought you’d made that clear.
In the beginning, you thought they had all been so insistent because they were curious about your quirk. 
That in itself was understandable - no one knew one another, so it was natural for everyone to want to get to know their classmates quirks.
You knew of everyone else’s quirks - of course you did, you knew everything about them - and for the most part, they knew about yours, or as much as you’d told them. 
Teleportation.
You thought that would be enough to satiate them, but evidently, you were wrong.
At first, your classmates, Izuku specifically, wanted to know about all the intricacies of your quirk - the parameters, drawbacks, limits, range, all of it. That had been the first warning sign. You were taught growing up to never tell anyone more about your quirk than they needed to know. That was enough for you to avoid Izuku.
All of your classmates seemed to be in awe of your power, which was strange.  You weren’t particularly fond of your quirk. It was just so boring.
Teleportation, especially at your current level, wasn’t very useful to a hero. You weren’t much good when you were only able to teleport yourself.
Regardless, you were working on improving your quirk as best you could.
A small part of your mind whispered to you that they knew about things they shouldn’t, but that was just the usual bout of paranoia getting to you. You’d know whatever they knew straight away.
****
You teleportation quirk had developed at four years old, which was slightly younger than your father had been banking on. He’d gone to great lengths to teach you how to control your ability - at four years old, you had a tendency to just disappear. Not because you wanted to, or because you were actively thinking about leaving. No, it was more because you had absolutely zero control over yourself or your quirk.
By the time you turned six, you’d mastered the control your father so desperately wanted you to learn. You found that keeping your emotions in check helped more than consciously thinking about not using your quirk.
That degree of control couldn’t have developed at a better time, because eight months later, right before your seventh birthday, you developed your second quirk.
Telepathy.
That’s what became the real bane of your existence. 
Sure, you were blessed to have two quirks. In fact, you loved it as a child. But controlling this quirk proved to be significantly more difficult than your first. 
You managed to get it under control, for the most part. You made sure that you weren’t blaring your thoughts out loud constantly, and you learnt how to talk to people one on one pretty quickly.
What you couldn’t control, even close to ten years after discovering your second quirk, was how to shut other people’s thoughts out. 
It was a never-ending battle, trying not to up and leave whenever you got too overwhelmed. 
You’re sure someone could have helped you. The adults in your life - middle school teachers, your friends, their parents, maybe even Mr Aizawa and your classmates could have helped you, but you would never breathe so much as a word to them about your quirk - not when you saw how people reacted to the idea of someone being able to read their every thought.
So you kept it to yourself, occasionally making use of your teleportation quirk to get a moment of silence, leaping far, far away from civilisation, from people’s thoughts.
In those moments alone, it wasn’t so bad. You thought about how incredible your quirks actually were, about how fortunate you were to have a quirk at all, never mind two.
Then you’d return back to your dorm, and the cycle would repeat.
****
You would admit, it was pretty funny.
Hearing how strangely obsessed your classmates were with you was actually hilarious, especially considering they thought you had no idea. Not to mention, constantly ruining their supposedly brilliant plans. 
Some of their ideas truly were brilliant, and they may have worked, had you not known about them in advance.
There were times that you almost felt bad for them. Almost. But playing along with them, seeing just how far you could push them without raising suspicion - it was fun.
Like right now, for example.
“-but I’m sure the weather will be clear enough for a picnic next weekend, since you don’t seem to like the idea of a tea party. What do you think?”
Yaoyorozu and Mina, who stood in front of your desk as you stared out the window, were still talking. Of course, what they were saying sounded nice enough, but their thoughts betrayed their true intentions.
Come oooonnnnnn, say yes, say yes! Just one bit of personal information, that’s all I need. I absolutely have to win this bet with Kaminari, so just give me something to work with!
Mina was someone who remained loud and talkative both within her mind, and when talking to people aloud.
The bet she was thinking about had been a running gag for a while now, something you had almost grown bored of.
Mina, Denki and Sero had made a bet; whoever was first to learn a tidbit of personal information about you, from you, got free reign of the communal gaming system in the dorm lounge for a month.
At least, that's what it started out as in the beginning.
It quickly reached the ears of the other students in your class, and everyone wanted in on the bet.
The promise of dibs on the game system long forgotten, their focus quickly moved on to bragging rights - after all, getting you to reveal any amount of personal information was seen as a great feat, one worthy of praise.
It had been funny at first, seeing how they scrambled to talk to you first, or the awkward ways they interacted with you to get even the slightest sliver of information.
Now, their thoughts gave you a headache whenever they were near.
You could probably have gone to Mr Aizawa if you had to - you were sure you could fabricate some evidence of their weird behaviour and have him intervene.
But the problem was, he was just as bad.
He had this weird, protective mindset.
It had creeped you out at first, but with time, you'd almost grown fond of his concern. It was... endearing. Kind of. Like a father. Or a puppy.
Regardless, he knew about their antics, and he hadn't bothered with them so far, so you decided it would be best if you kept your knowledge of the situation to yourself.
“No. Thank you though,” you reply smoothly, turning away from them to signal the end of the conversation.
But of course, they never really took no as an answer.
“Why? If it’s because you don’t want to be around a ton of people, then don’t worry about it - it’ll be like, eight of us. Please,” they ask, eyes wide and hopeful.
You’re saved, literally, by All Might entering the classroom with a silent shuffle.
“To your seats everyone, get to your seats please.”
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Even without the use of your quirk, you can feel your class glowering from across the room.
You aren’t sure how your purple haired companion doesn’t realise that they’re glaring daggers at him - he really doesn’t even register that they’re looking at him at all.
But he doesn’t mention it, and no thoughts of them cross his mind, so you pay them no mind.
You liked Shinso. He was good company - quiet, polite, and his thoughts were the kind that barely skirted the edge of your consciousness. Being around him was like a breath of fresh air, so you clung to him.
It wasn’t often that you found someone who didn’t induce a migraine as soon as they entered the room. In fact, you could count on one hand the number of people you’d met that you could tolerate for longer than ten minutes.
Shinso was one, and Aizawa, surprisingly, was another. 
Even more surprising than that though, had to be that Bakugo of all people had a quiet mind.
If anyone had known about your quirk and you told them, you were sure they’d call you a liar.
But it was the truth. The angry blond had such a tranquil mind that, if he allowed it, you’d befriend him. But you’d grown an aversion to being near him, as wherever Bakugo was, a crowd of classmates was sure to follow.
You’re brought back to the present moment as Shinso shakes his hand in front of your face, throwing you a quizzical look.
“Ah, sorry, I zoned out.”
He nods in understanding, before glancing behind you.
“Just thought I’d let you know; your classmates look like they want my head on a stick,” he says in a bored tone, eyes sliding back to you a moment later.
You make a noise at the back of your throat.
“Yeah,” you wince, “I noticed that. I didn’t want to mention it.”
He shrugs, standing up and offering you his hand.
“Well, then let’s find somewhere else to sit, huh?”
You smile. Your classmates are outraged, seething as you accept his hand and sweep out of the cafeteria.
Thank goodness, you think, there were so many voices.
You only went to the cafeteria because Shinso liked the soba they served.
Honestly, braving the bustling centre felt like someone was hitting between your eyes with an ice-pick - pure torture.
The flood of thoughts fades as the two of you walk further from the main building, and your shoulders slump with relief.
If he notices, Shinso doesn’t comment. You’d thought originally that he was just extremely unobservant, but he really just didn’t think about or mention anything unless it raised any actual concern.
You’d realised that when you had accompanied him to a private training session with Aizawa, and you’d had a migraine from a long day of dealing with your classmates.
He only brought it up, openly thought about it when he saw how you grabbed at your head out of the corner of his eye.
Being with him was peaceful, you’d realised in that moment, because he had incredible control over his thoughts. That must have been because of his own predominantly mental quirk.
The thought made you happy, for some reason.
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You liked when Mr Aizawa used his quirk on you.
The rest of your classmates hated it, and it really seemed to throw them off, but to you, it felt like sweet relief. It made everything quiet. Peaceful.
There were times where it threw you off, suddenly hearing nothing but radio silence, but after some adjustment, it was as if someone had released the pressure on your skull. Not that he, or anyone else knew.
Though, on some occasions, when he looked at you before you had time to mask the relief on your face, you saw the slight glimmer of something akin to realisation in his eyes. If he knew, he never brought it up.
It should’ve had you on edge - the fact that he might’ve known, but never said anything. But it didn’t. You didn’t know why.
If anyone were to discover your second quirk, you’d be in a world of trouble. Having an unregistered quirk, especially at your age, in UA of all places - it was unheard of. 
It was criminal.
So you should’ve been terrified at the thought of someone finding out, knowing about your quirk.
But surely if he knew, he’d have brought it up by now?
“Quiet down class,” Aizawa demands flatly.
They don’t listen. Of course they don’t. 
Their incessant chatter matches their constant barrage of thoughts, and it seems particularly noisy today. All their thoughts are focused on you, and it leaves a sharp throb in your temples.
Aizawa glares at them, eyes flashing crimson for a moment, and you feel all the tension melt away. You prepare yourself for the inevitable rush of returning voices, but it doesn’t come. Aizawa, for some reason, keeps his quirk activated, gaze roaming the class, lingering on you for a second too long before he looks away, brows furrowing as he blinks.
You mask your wince with an awkward cough, shifting in your seat. Now, most thoughts were centred around Aizawa and how scary he was.
The thought makes you laugh. They were so far off the mark, it was comical. Aizawa was like an overly concerned parent, thoughts constantly circling his students, how he could push them to be better. Honestly, it was quite heart warming, and the fact that his actions were so glaringly different to his thoughts made it ten times funnier.
Aizawa calls your name, drawing you out of your thoughts.
“Sensei?”
“See me after class.”
Before you have a chance to delve into his mind to see what he was thinking, a barrage of thoughts hit you from all angles, your classmates wondering, like you, what this was all about.
You don’t give much thought to his request, too overwhelmed to try and sift through the turbulent sea of thoughts.
****
Aizawa schools his expression, staring down at you blankly.
“Well?”
You looked so young like this – wide eyed, trembling hands, pale, blanched face. You were panicked. He knew you were, but he made no move to ease your worries, waiting instead for confirmation.
“I– Sensei…”
He feels his brow twitch.
Not in annoyance. Not with you. Never you. You tended to tug at his heart strings, for reasons he didn’t fully understand.
Maybe because you were so young? You appeared younger still with that gleam of innocence in your eyes. Hero society was no place for someone like you - you were someone heroes should be protecting, rather than welcoming into their ranks.
“Answer the question.”
Your throat bobs as you swallow and turn your head to look out the window.
Were you thinking of a way to talk yourself out the situation? Were you trying to find a way to play off his discovery as nothing more than a funny happenstance? He didn’t doubt it.
“…yes.”
The word weighs heavily on you, shoulders sagging as you stand before him, curling in on yourself. His heart aches at the sight.
How overwhelming was it, to keep something like this to yourself? To live in fear of someone discovering your secret and hating you for it?
“And you’ve kept this to yourself for the past ten years? You’ve had no training or help whatsoever?”
You seem surprised at the shock colouring his tone, as if you’d expected him to be angry or fearful, rather than sympathetic. Again, he wondered how you’d dealt with this all alone for so long.
He sighs.
“You’re not in trouble. I’m not mad.”
He sees the tension melt from your posture in real time, as if someone had lifted an anvil off your shoulders.
“If you’d like, I can help you. We could do some training after classes; help you learn control? I can’t promise anything, but it might help.”
Of all the things Aizawa had expected to happen, you bursting into tears wasn’t one of them. Some long buried protective instinct rears it’s head at the sight of your red rimmed eyes as you try desperately to mop away the tears on your cheeks.
He awkwardly shifts from one foot to another, patting your shoulder in a pathetic attempt to comfort you.
“I’m really not in trouble? Y-You don’t hate me for listening in on your thoughts without permission?”
Again, that same painful clench in his heart.
“No, I don’t. Why would I hate you for something you can’t control? None of your classmates would either, I can promise you that.”
Aizawa spends the next twenty minutes clumsily comforting you, dismissing you as soon as your tears have stopped and he makes his way to the principal’s office a few minutes later. When he arrives, he’s immediately greeted by a very tense looking All Might and an oblivious, chattering Nezu.
He seats himself in the armchair next to Toshinori, posture sagging.
“You were right.”
Nezu cackles at that, hardly able to get a word in through his triumphant laughter. His reaction is in stark contrast to the other two men and their responses. The two share a tense, understanding look, glancing back at Nezu as he calms his laughter.
“Oh, this is most wonderful! I can’t wait to see what happens!”
Guilt eats away at Aizawa. He could only hope you wouldn’t hate him and Toshinori, or even your classmates for what they planned on doing.
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heronoegg · 3 months
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I’ll do a better one another time but have tiny extended Bakusqaud
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bakubunny · 24 days
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cw dark content, age play
but daddy zashi who puts you in pullups before bed just so he has an excuse to pull them down and check (read: touch) you every morning
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i’ve talked about daddy zashi before, but never really about age play with him because reasons but. if you insist. 😵‍💫
tw: age play, diaper wearing, daddy kink
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it always starts with hizashi groping you through the disposable fabric every morning, listening to it crinkle and feeling it scratch against your skin just enough to wake you to his warm hands. he’s already got his hair pulled into a bun and a grin on his face, both playful and sort of sweet.
his lips are already kissing the back of your neck as he coos in your ear. “g’morning, my little angel…”
you rub your sleepy eyes and his smile grows.
“mornin’ daddy…. w-what are you doin’?”
your tired, soft voice makes his dick jump.
“same thing i do every day, babydoll,” hizashi says, his voice low and laced with sleep like yours. “gotta check your pull-up, see if it’s wet….”
it rarely never is, he knows that. you don’t need them, but the adorable way your cheeks burn up when he tells you that is why he puts you in a pull-up time and again. he pulls back the covers and turns you onto your back.
“you ready, little one?” he asks.
when you nod, hizashi’s hands run up your thighs, your hips, your sides…. he smiles down at you. his fingers dig into the top of the pull-up, slowly sliding it down, gaze never leaving your body. once it’s down and he can see all of you, a glint lights in his eyes and he smiles.
“such a perfect girl….”
his hand slips down over your cunt where he can feel your slick wetness. “oh? you’re awfully needy this morning, aren’t you?…”
and so it begins, your morning routine of daddy!zashi making sure his sweet little darling is taken care of….
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@dcsiremc i feel like we should’ve discussed this already. 😔
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kumori-love · 11 months
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Kaminari: Math is kicking my ass. Do you ever have that one class that depresses you just by thinking about it?
Tokoyami: The bourgeoisie.
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writersmorgue · 8 months
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‘Average New York rat’ was my nickname in high school
Thanks anon!!
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boy-evening · 16 days
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He is definitely not thinking about the future where he did I’m fact turn to that, no sirrrr
Poor kaminari I’m so sorry to keep doing this to you!
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toranoya · 3 months
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*Kagefumi was Taking a stroll through UA Academy since its been forever since he graduated from there, his two fox tails swaying softly as he looked around* "its been forever UA, i missed this school"
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Denki was rushing back to class when he encountered the stranger that he didn't recognize. He didn't have a V pass, and was unescorted, so he assumed he was staff or a pro or a former graduate.
The tails immediately caught his attention, he'd have to look him up later when he was in class. "Pardon me sir, sorry sir." Denki said respectfully as he darted through the crowd with his juice box, hoping to avoid being late and getting more detention.
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uravitypng · 6 months
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i've spoken about "just the tip" denki but i haven't spoken about taking off the condom while fucking denki. (dark content)(something written late at night so there's bound to be some mistakes, i just had to get this idea out here)
denki is a sleeze, you've known that since you've met him but you can't help but be drawn to him. every time you see each other you feel like the sexual tension grows.
one night you end up underneath him after the whole evening of him staring at your breasts. your skirt is pushed up and he's practically ripped off your shirt. his clothes are gone just as quickly as yours and you watch at he runs his hand through his hair, making him look more attractive than normal. you stare at his lean body and pretty face, you gaze at his happy trail that matches the colour of his hair and the precum on his boxers where you can see how hard he is.
it makes him grin wide as he watches you looking at him. he could hardly hold it against you when he's doing the same to you, wanting to leave hickeys and bite marks all over your plush body and run his hands all over your soft body. "kaminari do you have a condom?"
he pauses for a second before saying he does. you don't catch his annoyance in his tone though. one second he's saying he has a condom and the next he's going over to his pocket and taking one out, ripping the packet open with his teeth. denki grabs your face and kisses you passionately while simultaneously entering you harshly, making you gasp in the kiss.
after a while you truly feel like this is the best sex you've ever had, his cock feels so good inside you and he's teasing you just enough to drive you crazy. he kisses all over your body and gropes your tits, making you shiver and flush. you're sweaty and cock drunk, unable to even be able to form sentences.
denki watches as your eyes roll at the back of your head and knows he has an opportunity if he acts now, the next time he moves out of you he quickly takes off the condom and throws it behind him before thrusting back into you again, he instantly groans loudly as he feels your warm wet walls wrapped around him with no barrier and his pace starts to get sloppy.
you don't notice the difference already feeling fuzzy and dumb on his cock. he watches your body jiggle and how your face scrunches up in pleasure, with your head tipped back and sweet noises coming from your mouth, filling the air. denki's holding on tightly to your love handles, definitely leaving you with bruises. a couple more thrusts and he releases his cum inside you to the hilt, shoving his cock in you as far as he can. this time you feel something and have a fleeting thought that he's came in you but ignore it because you saw him put the condom.
next thing you know he's lowering his body and leaving kissing in his wake while he fingers you before he starts eating you out. you gasp at the sudden contact, first having two fingers rubbed against your upper walls and the next having his tongue flicking your clit making your grab his hair tightly and him to moan against your pussy. he stays there for the next hour, making you orgasm multiple times. as his own cum drips out of your pussy and he slips his tongue inside of you tasting himself causing you to grab on tighter to his hair. you never realised he came inside you, disposing of the condom before you noticed.
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thatonefandomjumper · 2 months
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You ever just read a fanfic that rots your brain so much that you had no choice but to make a comic out of it? Yeah.
Anyway, here's the first 1000 words of A Mirror in the Dark by Fastern on Ao3 illustrated.
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(Click for better quality)
I know I could have picked some sort of big scene to illustrate, but idk man, I felt like going from the beginning even if it doesn't seem like much is happening. Trust me when I say this is the best Traitor Kaminari fic I have ever read. My initial plan was to do the whole first chapter but then I realized I didn´t have infinite time so have these 8 pages instead!
Anyway, go read the fic right now. You will not be disappointed.
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heronoegg · 7 months
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bad at doing edits so i just kinda redraw over the anime screenshots with my colors and ideas
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heres one i finished
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jackdaniel69nice · 9 days
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If you guys want to ask me about MHA mermaid au characters go ahead! I can’t promise I will draw all of them (because I have a serious backlog on WIPs) but I’d love to chat about species, backstory, or plot ideas.
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pumpkin-cake · 1 year
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U.A. Boys - Dates With Them
(includes izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki, tenya iida, eijirou kirishima, denki kaminari, mezo shoji, fumikage tokoyami, mirio togata, tamaki amajiki)
warnings - none
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midoriya doesn’t really need to do anything fancy to have a great time with you!
he’s up for whatever you feel like doing, whether that’s a movie date or going for a picnic.
during whatever date, he’ll always find a way to start rambling about whatever crosses his mind. Whether that be heroes or how incredible you are.
he is VERY stressed throughout
wants to impress you!
midoriya ALWAYS asks if he can initiate touch with you
“um…do you think we can hold hands..?”
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“tch, a date? yeah, whatever. let’s just go to my place. we don’t need some fancy restaurant, i can do WAY better!!”
doesn’t let you lift a single finger while he prepares dinner for you
like midoriya, katsuki wants to impress you, but will never ever admit it
you eventually inquire why he was so persistent on cooking instead of just taking you somewhere
“oh please! i can make better food than whatever crappy place you probably wanted to go to!”
turns out, he was absolutely right
he smirks at the stars in your eyes when you take the first bite
“told ya.”
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his brain froze
what did people do for dates?
immediately he texted midoriya
he was told to take you to a place you might like to go
maybe…the beach?
shoto regretted it as soon as you showed up
not because of anything bad!
you just looked amazingly stunning in your swimsuit- he didn’t think he could handle it
his eyes widened, quickly getting himself together as you came over to the spot where he had set up his own towel, an umbrella, and a cooler filled with drinks and snacks, just in case you needed them
you didn’t use the drinks much, instead requesting he use his right side to cool you off
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you instantly shut down his idea of a study date
screw that, you wanted to do something fun!
iida insisted he treat you, so he took you to a restaurant
absolutely the best gentleman the world had ever seen
opening any door for you no matter what, kindly pulling out your seat, and asking frequently if everything was going alright or if you needed anything
when the food came out, he instantly noticed yours was wrong, and was highly puzzled when you started to eat it anyway
he called the waiter over politely, ignoring your pleas for him to just leave it
“excuse me, we’re sorry to bother you, but my partner here didn’t get the food they requested. may they get the correct dish?”
your face was beet red, extremely embarrassed, but the waiter was very apologetic, and your correct food was out very quickly
thank god for iida and his non-fear of socializing
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GYM DATE !!!!!!!!!
he was so hyped, it was absolutely adorable
you weren’t as much of a gym-rat as eijirou was, but you were willing to let him teach you the ropes
his encouragement meant everything
“you’re doing so much better than i expected! well I obviously expected you to do great, but you’re doing AMAZING!”
you were very sweaty and gross, but he didn’t say a single word about it, making sure you stayed hydrated and spotting you during certain activities
when you finished your workout, he took you to a nice park and the two of you had lunch he had made, enjoying each other’s company
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i have this headcanon that denki skateboards
skatepark!
luckily, it was relatively empty when you two arrived, and denki was immediately on his skateboard littered with stickers
you, with roller skates, followed him and the two of you were zooming around like nothing could stop you
unfortunately, something did, and some idiot ran right into you and caused you to fall and scrape your knee
kami was pissed
“HEY! watch where you’re going!”
quickly came to your aid and cleaned the wound with the water bottle he brought and make sure to take good care of you
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shoji would rather cut off one of his arms than go out anywhere in public
he really hated people gawking at him due to his “ugly” quirk
so, the two of you had a nice movie date!
you had set up a huge blanket fort large enough to fit both you and shoji in it, and stocked up on snacks and drinks
after agreeing on a movie, the two of you got comfortable
eventually, you couldn’t keep your eyes open and shoji felt a sudden weight on his shoulder
while you peacefully slept, he gingerly took you in his arms, cradling your sleeping figure
when you woke up, you were in his dupli-arms, and he was fast asleep, so you chose to just go back to sleep too
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dark shadow INSISTED you guys do something at night
he wanted to participate too!
after fumikage and dark shadow argued for a bit, you came up with the idea of a fireworks show that was coming up
both birdies compromised and agreed
although the fireworks show was very popular, and immediately dark shadow got uncomfortable with the crowd
plus, you could hardly even see the fireworks :(
“come on, we can get a better view”
without another word, dark shadow latched onto fumikage’s back and he grabbed you and held him to his chest, and the three of you flew into the air
you shrieked, but it was over fast as you landed on a building with the perfect view of the fireworks, and the three of you sat there in awe
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it was like he turned into a ten year old
“LET’S GO TO AN AMUSEMENT PARK!!”
he excitedly rambled to you while he drove, talking about all the rides and games he wanted to do with you
it was so cute
you made sure to stop him and have him put on sunscreen before you guys went into the park
while mirio was chatting about where you guys should go first, you were actually taking the time to grab a map and plan everything out
you were convinced mirio would get lost if you didn’t have a plan
if you were afraid of any ride, he’d instantly encourage you that he would be there if anything happened
you had the time of your life on the rollercoasters with him, his infectious laughter filling you with pure joy the entire day
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you weren’t a sadist, but it was quite funny seeing tamaki struggle at the ice rink
you convinced him to go ice skating with you, assuring him you would teach him and hold his hands on the ice
he was quaking as soon as his skates were put on, legs wobbling as he stood up on the blades
you offered your arm and he gripped it tightly, anxiously stepping with you to the ice
he about slipped as soon as he went onto the ice, and it took you about ten minutes to coax him off the wall
you skated backwards with both his hands in yours, calmly encouraging him and giving him tips on how to move his body
he eventually got the hang of it, and he upgraded to skating next to you while holding only one of your hands
once you stepped off the ice, he actually looked like he had fun, a cute smile on his face
“let’s go there again sometime..!”
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heartofjasmina · 6 months
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Bf brother Denki loves being naked and having his sister, also naked, bounce on his hard cock while he plays video games.
Don't try to change my mind.
Nonnie, I think you're the same one that's been sending me incest asks, we need to be friends.
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Denki games naked. Dick out, balls out, his long and muscular limbs sprawled out in his gaming chair.
It makes it easier to tease you- Having you bounce on his dick during his game, listening to you whine and beg for more attention.
"Denki, brother, I need you to fuck me."
"I will sis I swear, just let me finish this round."
You end up with burning thighs and a dripping pussy, bouncing on his cock for an hour or more until he finally wins. Then he's wrapping himself around you, fingering your clit while he thrusts up into you.
"Who's my good girl? Waited so fucking patiently too. That deserves a reward sis." He grins sharp and hungry, and you feel your orgasm fast.
"Cum, sis. Now." Your body obeyed without question convulsing around his length and slicking it even further.
"That's my girl, make a fucking mess."
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