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Y’all should treat yourself to the amazing fic that Bee slaved over for the @bnhararepairsbang ! It was such a wonderful experience working on this piece. Tomura is ✨suffering ✨ but it’s all gonna be ok! Hunky alpha Shouto is there to help 😌

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Alpha and Her Omega.

@somesprucetrees and I worked in secret on this project for @bnhararepairsbang 's #BNHARarePairsBang!

So excited to share my part featuring Alpha Eri and Omega Overhaul! Go and read the delectable, spicy and incredibly wholesome story Spruce has written!

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Omegaverse ✅

Yakuza AU ✅

Arranged Marriage ✅

Age Gap ✅

Alpha!Eri breeding omega!Overhaul ✅

I think @chubbychisaki and I covered all the bases in our piece for the @bnhararepairsbang ! Please enjoy our self-indulgent creation!

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Hi, could you write something about Tamaki being touch-starved or very sensitive?

Touch Me ⭑.ᐟ

╰┈➤ with Tamaki Amajiki

rating: NSFW (like always lol)

₊⊹ CW:

₊⊹ Do Not Interact if: <18

₊⊹ A/N: why not touch starved and sensitive?

Tamaki was a mess.

His face was buried in the crook of your neck, his body trembling as he tried—and failed—to stifle the soft, desperate whimpers spilling from his lips. His fingers clutched at your shirt like it was the only thing keeping him grounded, and his breath hitched every time your fingertips traced delicate patterns across his skin.

“Amajiki,” you murmured, your voice dripping with amusement as you tilted his chin up to look at you. His pupils were blown wide, cheeks flushed a deep crimson that spread down his neck. His lips quivered, and you swore you could see the slightest glisten of tears clinging to his lashes.

“P-Please…” His voice was barely above a whisper, and his body pressed closer—desperate, needy.

“Please, what?” Your tone was playful, but your fingers were anything but gentle as they ghosted over the waistband of his pants.

“I… I don’t…” His breath caught as your touch dipped just a little lower, fingers grazing over the growing heat between his legs. “Ah—!”

“Oh…” You smirked, eyes flickering down to where his body betrayed him. “You’re already hard, Tamaki?”

“Nngh—!” His whole body jolted, and he buried his face in your shoulder again, trying so desperately to hide the embarrassment written all over his face. “I-I’m sorry…”

“Sorry?” You clicked your tongue, dragging your fingers along the length of his clothed bulge, just enough to make him shiver. “What are you apologizing for, baby? You can’t help how much you like it when I touch you.”

“I-It’s… too much…” His voice was muffled, but you could feel how he was trembling—his body betraying just how good it felt. His hips bucked ever so slightly into your hand, instinct taking over despite how overwhelmed he was.

“Too much?” You tilted your head, pretending to think for a moment as you brushed your lips against his ear. “But Amajiki…” Your palm pressed down just a little harder, and the broken whimper that escaped his lips went straight to your core. “You’re so hard for me. Doesn’t seem like you want me to stop.”

His head shook against your shoulder, but the way his body leaned into your touch told a different story.

“I… I don’t—”

“Shhh…” You pressed a kiss to the side of his neck, feeling the way his pulse fluttered beneath your lips. “It’s okay, baby. Let me take care of you.”

You rubbed him through his pants, moving agonizingly slow, and the way he whined had you melting. His hips jerked up, chasing your touch without even realizing it, and the sheer desperation in his movements sent a wave of heat pooling between your legs.

“Such a needy boy,” you purred, eyes dark with satisfaction as you watched him unravel in your hands. “Look at you… already falling apart and I’ve barely touched you.”

“Ahh—!” Tamaki gasped, his body trembling as your hand gripped him just a little tighter through the fabric. His knees pressed together, trying to control the way his body was responding, but it was no use. He was already too far gone.

“Does it feel good when I touch you like this, Amajiki?” Your voice was sweet, but the teasing lilt in your tone had his cheeks burning even hotter.

“Y-Yes…!” His voice cracked, and his hands clutched at your sides as if he was trying to hold on for dear life.

“Good boy.” You rewarded him with a slow, deliberate stroke over his clothed length, and the way he whimpered made your heart pound.

“Y-You’re… teasing me…” His voice was barely a breath, and his body shook with the effort of holding himself back.

“Of course I am.” You chuckled softly, kissing his jaw as your hand slowed just enough to make him whine again. “You’re just so cute when you’re like this. I can’t help myself.”

Tamaki’s breathing grew uneven, and you could feel how close he was already—his body wound so tight, so desperate for more.

“Do you want me to stop?” you asked softly, but the wicked glint in your eyes told him you already knew the answer.

“N-No… p-please…” His voice was barely above a whimper, his body betraying how badly he wanted you. “D-Don’t stop…”

“Hmm…” You leaned in, lips brushing against his as your hand moved just a little faster, just a little firmer. “Say it properly, Tamaki. I want to hear you beg.”

“I—” His voice hitched, and you felt his body tense as you applied just the right amount of pressure. “P-Please… please don’t stop…”

“Good boy.” You kissed him, swallowing his soft, desperate moan as your hand continued to tease him, leaving him trembling and utterly at your mercy.

“Ahhh—! I-I can’t— I’m gonna—”

“Shh…” You kissed him again, cutting off his cries as your touch slowed just enough to draw it out—to make him feel everything.

“Let go for me, Amajiki.”

And with one final stroke, his body tensed, his whimpering cries muffled against your lips as he finally fell apart.

Tamaki was completely wrecked, his body trembling as he clung to you, face buried in your neck as his breathing slowly steadied.

“Good boy,” you murmured, stroking his hair gently as he melted into your embrace.

“Y-You’re… so mean…” he mumbled, but the way he snuggled closer told you he didn’t mean it.

“Maybe…” You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head. “But you love it.

And judging by the way his body was already responding again… he definitely did.

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For your consideration some chubby Riddle and crime family Floyd!

This was my half of a trade with the wonderful Soft__gore (twitter and Bluesky)

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Fanfic is a free hobby.

It's one of the last few things we can have as a society that's free. You can engage, for free. People give you things (art, stories, etc), for free.

Don't buy into the consummerism just because it's everywhere else.

You don't have to consume everything you interact with. You don't have to use things, just because they exist.

You're allowed (still, for now), to have things that are enjoyable for free.

Do you realise how insane the world is? We don't have many places where we can just be, for free anymore, but ao3 is. Did you notice we don't have ads in ao3? We don't have pop ups? Where ELSE do we not have that?

Where else can you just go and not have to wait for a commercial to be over or for ads to be on the sidelines?

I don't think the younger people understand, but the whole of internet used to be like this. YouTubers would do Youtube for free, just because. You couldn't monetise your internet presence before.

Ao3 is like a little preserved corner of the internet where the old internet used to be, and it's being attacked by people who do not understand that free things are allowed to exist without judgment.

Please don't ruin this for us.

Some of us need it.

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reblog if you have skilled writer friends and you're damn proud of them

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"i don't comment on ao3 because i don't wanna be annoying or weird" skill issue + you greatly underestimate the power dynamic here, writing multi paragraph comments is like feeding a bunch of deeply insane and possibly starved ducks at the park and watch them go completely mad over having received a piece of bread

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I stay p obsessed with fucking up his guts tbh.

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If you think Asahi is perfect for the ex-jock trope, you’d be right! My gift for Riu for the Spring Fling! I hope you enjoy ❤️❤️

You can read 700+ words of Asahi struggling with pants and Noya not helping here!

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I wrote a sexy little thing for the Hawks Bowl on AO3! If you like virgin Shigaraki, slut Hawks, and some good ol fashioned accidental voyeurism, you may like it 😌

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See completed drawings like this one week early as well as upcoming wips and more: https://www.patreon.com/ChubbyChisaki

Placating his prickly boyfriend with a lavish meal allows Mr. Compress a brief window to get away with actions he otherwise wouldn't~

Happy Birthday Overhaul! 🥳

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need to get my hands on him honestly

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I got make this little piece for Raverin’s fic “An Omega Like Me” for the Squishy Deku Bang!

Check it out in AO3!

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I got make this little piece for Raverin’s fic “An Omega Like Me” for the Squishy Deku Bang!

Check it out in AO3!

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Ooooooh I can’t wait to share this treat with everyone! My partner Raverin wrote the loveliest omega!Deku for the SquishyDekuBang ! We’re posting on Wednesday, Feb 12th 💌 I’m so excited I got to be a part of this event 😭❤️❤️