#Pleasepleaseplease ask me about my boys I love them so much

[terrah-lee]

So part of me wanted to wait to post this until I was willing to do more than the most basic of shading ever on Mikey and Donnie’s tails… but I wanna talk about my boys so fuck that lmao.

The boys!! You can probably guess which ones are Mikey and Donnie, but for the other two: left is Leo, right is Raph.

I had so much fun trying to design these guys while trying to combine a couple of *very* heavily patterned animals. Raph in particular was difficult, because most Lionfish are red. You’d think that would be great since he’s the red guy, but every time I tried to think about going that route it just… didn’t look great. The current design does have red in it, but it’s not so in your face.

Now random facts Time!

Raph:

he’s a 22 year old, 6’4” tank of a mutant who loses like 80% of his intimidation factor when he lets his brother cling to him like geckos

He has two partners: Sol and Mona; Mona is pretty self explanatory, but Sol is a male OC that was created by complete accident and wouldn’t leave

If not already obvious, the guy is bi

He tends to act as both an older brother and a bit of a parent to his younger siblings since he is not only seven years older than them, but was only found by Splinter when he was 17

Raph isn’t actually a ninja and does not have the usual color-coded bandana or his sais

He can do a bunch of knife tricks though

This also means he doesn’t patrol, but for certain reasons this… isn’t really a bad thing

Leo:

He’s the second oldest at 15 and 5’6”; he’s probably hiding behind Raph anytime they’re in public

Yes, he does have a crush on a certain rabbit that he goes to school with

He has some pretty bad social anxiety, so while he’s great at planning and does “lead” on patrols it’s usually Donnie and Mikey doing most of the talking when necessary

Plays a lot of video games— he has every high score in that household

He also spends a lot of time taking care of plants with Raph and Splinter

Mikey:

14 years old and 5’4”; do not leave him and his twin Donnie unsupervised for too long or something *will* blow up

The fastest out of all of them even if only by a tiny margin over Donnie

Loves chemistry— yes, he and Donnie have made bombs

Very outgoing, but being nice and a menace are possible at the same time

Actually a very capable ninja and he’s most likely to split off on his own from the others

Donnie:

14 and 5’4” just like Mikey; probably the one you actually want to talk to if you like living

Quiet but confident; he might not approach you first but can and will talk your ears off if you get him going

Works with Mikey on a lot of his inventions, which leads to a lot of ah… hidden features

Has modified his bo partially out of necessity because while Raph is by far the strongest they all have a tendency to break normal weapons

Just do not piss this kid off he will hunt you and your family down for sport

[y13evie]

I crawled out of a coma for this

You know thats future man clip of Josh hutcherson jerking off? Imagine that with Mike and reader walks in ANNNDDD he’s all subby maybe even gets edged 😋😋

jae i love u so much i missed you

tags: fuck this is driving me crazy, absolutely pure filth. there is nothing sfw about this. afab!reader. dacryphilia maybe + the tiniest blood

mike had the house to himself. his whines and empty pleas rang throughout the home. he wasn’t usually this needy, but god he hadn’t seen you in so long and his cock was just so achy and leaky in his jeans. he couldn’t take it. he tried to at least go slowly. pumping his cock at a reasonable pace, swiping his thumb over his slit at the tip of his cock for an extra wave of pleasure. he tried so hard to be patient, imaging your voice telling him to not be so needy. but he couldn’t help himself and began wildly grinding his hips into his hand, imagining it was you.

what the brunette failed to realize is that you had walked into his home a few minutes ago. you heard his cries and whines, each of them going straight to your core. after another agonizing minute you decided to make your presence be known. you walk up to his door and slowly open it to realize the heavenly sight.

“mike?”. your eyes hold a false innocence, knowing full well you had savored his pleas up until this moment. his teary eyes batted up at you. his eyelashes barely hiding his doe eyes. mikes chest was heaving and his head was leaned up against the wall. his thick cock was drooling beads of pre coating his hand and length. his tip was bright pink, begging for attention.

“i need you so, so bad.” those six words were all you needed. your lips make quick contact with his, the kiss was sloppy. he lips swollen from his teeth digging into them combined with his never ending whines. your tongue smoothly found his way into his mouth, he didn’t even begin to try and fight for dominance. he was putty under your touch right now. before pulling away your tongue glided over his bottom lip, tasting the metallic remnants of blood from his biting. he whined. you held the palm of your hand out and mike immediately knew what to do. he spat in your hand and guided your wrist to his neglected cock.

you started of slow knowing that he was sensitive and not wanting to overstimulate him, yet. you began to quicken your pace after noticing mike had become accustomed to your slower one. his big round eyes batted up at you once more, this time tears spilt from them. he watched you stroke him with his mouth slightly open, eyes never leaving you. you opened your mouth to let some drool fall onto his already drenched cock. this sent him over the edge. he held your hand in place and began fucking up into your hand. you let him, knowing you weren’t gonna let him get away with it so easily. his cries got louder and he pulled you towards him, lips animalisticly taking your own. you knew he was close. so just when you believed he was gonna cum, you snatch your hand away. he lips left yours, only leaving a string so saliva connecting you two.

“baby please.” tears began to fall again. “you can’t do this to me, not right now. needa cum so bad, please.”. his eyes were pleading you.

“m’ sorry baby, you gotta beg. you know better than to fuck yourself using me without asking first.” your hand cupped his face, wiping away his tears. you know how pent up he was, the way is cock was leaking so badly, and the way you could see it throbbing against his happy trail.

“pleasepleaseplease let me cum. i won’t do it again- ngh, promise baby. just please- let me feel you.” he sniffled back his tears while begging for release. you couldn’t deny him any longer.

“you’re so good for me, my sweet boy”.

your hand make it’s way back onto his length, resuming the pace you originally set. mike reached his high quickly, reducing him to a whiny mess while you helped him ride out his orgasm. huge white spurts of cum painted his tummy and your hand. you let his breathing come back to normal before peeling your hand off his softening cock. mike picked up a towel from the floor and wiped both you and himself off before leading you to his bed. you immediately felt comfortable in the familiar bed. he found his way into your arms, one of the only ways he can fall asleep.

“i love you so much”, he sleepily mumbles into your neck. you give his temple a loving kiss.

“i love you too, mike. you know i’ll always take care of you.”

[suiana]

could i ask for a yan!childhood friend. but the childhood friend is the friend of our daughter and we’re her parent. (we think he likes her but he likes us. 18+ obviously) the darling is like a milf or whatever. pretty please with a cherry on top :)

SHUT UPP i love this idea, childhood friend redemption arc?!!?! maybe he wont be my most hated yan anymore!?

(yandere! childhood friend x gn! parent reader)

"my dear, you need to calm down. you don't like me, it's just the hormones-"

"please! pleasepleaseplease just give me one chance! i know you and your spouse aren't together anymore so just give me a chance. i may be younger but i promise i'll treat you so good that you won't regret choosing me!"

the male whines, his hands clasped together in front of his face as he begs you to accept his confession.

obviously you weren't going to accept. why would you? you practically watched him grow up alongisde your daughter! and yes, you knew he's had a little bit of an obsession since he was young but you always thought it was just a kid thing. you never encouraged it, always politely told him that he'd grow up, find someone else his age he'd truly love, maybe someone like your daughter.

what you never expected was for him to continue his obsession well into his early adulthood. especially when it's on you, a 40 something year old that was the parent of his best friend.

you knew you were attractive. you've had lots of people tell you that since forever, and the compliments only rose after you became a parent. you've even heard some kids nowadays call you a... parent they'd like to fuck? was it? you always found it weird. but either way, you never entertained any of their words, especially confessions as you had not wanted any of them to get the wrong idea.

most of them moved on. unfortunately not this boy.

"you're literally the only one for me! i don't care if you're almost 50! it's only like... 20 something years! i'm legal already!"

he continues to beg, hands caging you against a nearby wall. you merely let out a sigh, shaking your head as the male continues to ramble on about how much he adores you.

"my dear, i will not get with you no matter what."

you merely reply to his heartfelt words with a simple sentece, patting his shoulder before you try to push him away. though, you could only freeze in place as you feel the air around you drop in temperature, the aura around the young man changing in an instant.

"if you don't go out with me i'll kill myself in front of you and change the trajectory of your life forever."

"what?!"

ah, younglings and their passion for older people. how fun! not for you though.

[hungharrington]

jayy!! lately i’ve been thinking that steve really really likes it when you ride him. like yeah, he loves to see you on top but i feel like he loves the idea of you using him to get off yknow?? like he just wants to be your boy toy. doesn’t even care if he doesn’t cum, but gets SO WHINY and blushy when he does cause he just feels so so lucky to have you jump his bones🙌

UGH i need him like i need to BREATHE. need him to whine in my ears 24/7

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oh lawd. this one…. brain goes BRRRRRRR what did you PUT in this ask cherry…. does this fit the prompt? maybe 🤪 but it was written at work so have mercy on me

Of all the things Steve loves in the world, making you feel good? Top of the list.

That much is a given— with the fervor in which he’ll bury his face between your thighs, moans that vibrate against your cunt just right, his fingers digging into your thighs as his hips rut against the bed.

When he’s determined to pull an orgasm out of you with his hands, his darkened hazel eyes drinking in every moan, desperately flicking between your blissed out expression and his fingers pumping into your cunt, covered in your slick— all of it shows in the ache in his pants, in the breathy noises he makes when you tip over the edge.

So, you’re not at all surprised at what he says to you that night — take what you want.

You’re both tangled together, haphazardly draped across the bed— too entranced in the hot press of each others mouth to think about letting go, even as you had both staggered up the stairs and into the bedroom. It had been one charged dinner date, with one hand far too comfortable sneaking up your skirt go tease you.

Now, Steve lies beneath you and when you break away, panting, to work on the buttons of his dress shirt, he’s a fucking sight to behold. Chest heaving, face flushed so much it crawls down his neck, his eyes fix on you with such an intenseness that it makes you shiver.

His shirt has been driving you crazy all dinner, undone just enough to show a flash of chest hair. Now you work it open quickly, each button revealing a little more of his glorious tanned chest, sprinkled with hair. Lust drools through you. You rake one hand down it, fingernails pressing into his skin lightly and Steve groans.

“Okay, you need to get naked, like, right now,” His hands pair with his words, finding the edge of your shirt. He’s tugging it up and your arms go up to let him pull it from your frame. His insistance makes your grin.

“Funny how you can say that when you’re still wearing pants.” You bicker back, using your now free hands to work on his belt buckle.

Steve watches you for a moment, his tummy clenches when you palm at his bulge for a moment and his head rolling back onto the duvet. He makes a pained noise. His hands form fists at his sides — just for a moment, before he’s sliding them up your thighs.

They creep beneath your skirt, finding the elastic of your panties — then one of his hands shift forward, cupping your heat tightly. You moan at the same time Steve does, his hand pressing up against your clit perfectly. He shakes his head on the bed, his hair messing up against the sheets.

“I take it back,” He whines. His hands shoot down to overtake yours, shucking his pants down his thighs as best he can. Just the thin material of his boxers remains. “I don’t think I can wait, honey, I need— you can just- please,”

“Hey, hey, I got it, I got you,” You push his hands away and Steve melts. He grows still, only his hands twitching and his neck craned up to watch as you tug his boxers down.

His cock must be aching with the way it looks, all pretty and flushed in the head, crying just for you. You can’t help yourself, giving it a quick pump, rubbing the head with your thumb.

Steve keens loudly, his body growing taut, his head thrown back. A strangled whimper tears from his throat. “Ngh- please, oh fuck, pleasepleaseplease—“

You release his cock and Steve deflates a bit, panting loudly. Your skirt takes only a second to remove and it takes another to push your panties to the side, your knees straddling across his hips. Your core burns hotly, clenching in anticipation of being filled.

You make sure Steve is watching as you hold his cock, prepped to sink down — and he is. His face, still flushed with his eyes bright, is intent on watch your own.

It makes the heat in your gut flare hotter. Hot lust sparks beneath your skin as he keeps his gaze on you for as long as he can — your hot, wet cunt sinking down on him finally forcing his eyes closed.

“Fuck, fuck— shit, don’t move just yet,” The words pour from Steve’s mouth, his eyes screwed up and head thrown back. Your hands shift forward, planting on his chest and you give him a minute— revelling in the delicious stretch his cock gives you. Fuck, it never gets old.

You lean down and kiss the closest skin you can find, his collarbone. Steve smiles, eyes still closed. His hands shift off the sheets, trailing from your thighs, your hips, up your ticklish sides, until he finds your face. His thumbs stroke over your cheeks delicately and when he pulls you closer, you follow without hesitance.

He kisses your lips, soft and sweet, and then murmurs against them. “Take what you want, baby.”

A little whine creeps out your mouth at his words and your hips follow without thinking, beginning to rock gently. A dose of lust licks up your spine and you sigh prettily.

Steve’s face shudders, pleasure rippling across his features and his eyes slip shut. His mouth drops open a little bit, the smallest noise escaping, his cheeks almost as pink as his lips. His eyes crinkle open, watching you closely.

“Ye- yeah, that’s it.” Steve manages to murmur. His hands haven’t left your face, still gently holding either side as you roll your hips back, slow and sensual. “Good girl.”

A gasp pushes past your lips and this time when you rock back, it’s a little more desperate. Steve moans, voice drenched in desire, and his hands fall from your face to grip the sheets. You lean on his chest further, your thighs aching deliciously as you fuck yourself on his cock— up and down, faster and faster.

“Steve,” you mewl out. It’s instinct to reach for him, to call out for him and in response, you feel the buck of his hips, pressing him deeper within you. Steve whimpers.

“You got it, honey,” He assures, voice more and more breathy. “Doing so good.”

There’s a soft squelch as you work yourself down on him, a coil of pleasure beginning to tighten up in your tummy. You feel a fiery warmth beneath your skin that spikes with every movement you make.

One of Steve’s hands comes up to cover your own, holding it tight to his chest — right over his heart and he lets the other nudge your face back to facing him. You hadn’t realised how it had begun to tilt forward, lost in your own pleasure.

“Mhm, fu- fuck, that’s my girl,” Steve whispers. You shift up to change the angle and when you fuck back down, you moan loudly — Steve writhing beneath you to contain himself from fucking up into you. You, however, show him no mercy.

“God,” Steve whines loudly. His breathes are coming out with little whimpers now. “That’s—that’s it— just fuckin’ take what you need. Take it, take it from me, baby.”

Your cunt gushes and you whimper — and you do just that.

[smallestapplin]

Hello! you can make Yandere Blurr, Pharma and Tyrest x Cybertronian female reader wife

I always did like them crazy. Also I apologize I don't feel confident in writing Tyrest, even reading and reading his wiki I can't get a good read on his character QwQ

🔞Warnings : toxic behavior, threats, talks of harm, implied noncon, past murder. I wrote little scenarios too ^^ 🔞

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Blurr

- Blurr is a puppy, if you could place him in a category. He is always so happy to see you, always at your side attached to your hip, and if he's on a mission he gets it done in record speeds just to run back to base for you, yelling your name and tackling you into a hug.

- He's so sickeningly sweet to you, always showing up for you, helping you work, and always does something spontaneous to keep you on your pedes!

- You'd never believe a soul that Blurr could harm friends or allies, not unless you saw it for yourself. He is always such a sweetie, and the reason you agreed to bond your spark to his.

- You even told Bee you just couldn't believe him without evidence "I know Blurr can get a bit sassy, but threaatening to crush your spark in his servos? That's just not like him."

- Blurr knows this, he's not dumb, he knows you placed your blind trust and faith in him, and he will do whatever it takes to keep it that way. It's why he glares, snaps, and makes snide comments to any boy getting too close to you. Even puts on the waterworks, crying about how mean the bot you finished speaking to is, just to make you comfort him and avoid that bot unless for work.

- He loves you, he loves you so so much and never fails to tell you or show you.

- But sometimes it's overwhelming, you never get a moment to yourself, you are never alone to collect your thoughts or to process your feelings on anything, Blurr is right there, cooing at you and nuzzling his helm into your neck cables.

- Even though you're tired, you never ask him to leave you alone, last time you sighed and asked for space he was sobbing, clinging to you harder, pleading with you to not leave or abandon him, that he can't live without you.

- "I want you, i need you! I-I can't live without you! I don't know what I'd do without you- pleasepleaseplease don't leave me, I love you!" Over and over and over again. It had you worried and guilt ridden, leaving you to never mention space again.

- You even apologized to him after that, never meaning to upset him.

- It's like he's draining your battery dry, sucking away your life force.

- But you stay by his side like a dutiful wife, helping him on missions when it's needed, smiling when he comes back, kissing him any chance you get.

- You feel like you're drowning in his love, suffocating you.

- Even as you lay in your shared berth, wide awake, Blurr sleeps in a peaceful stasis laying on top of you.

You sigh, your neck cables stiff from such a long time staring at your data pad and working on reports, but you're glad you got a large chunk of it done, you can finally go to your habsuite and relax.

Your spark clenches at the sound of rapidly approaching pedesteps. You try to hide your exhaustion, just in time to turn around and get a blue glob lunging for you.

You catch your husband with ease, use to his antics by now.

"Ohhhh I missed you so much! The mission was terribly boring but nothing I couldn't handle. Have you eaten yet? I want to have energon with you."

He speaks so fast, excitement showing in his words.

"M'sorry Blurr, I was just about to go to our habsuite and go down for a cycle. Prowl has been on my aft about reports, and I'm tiring."

He looks so crushed, his face plate a mix of sadness and rage.

"He's so pushy and such a workaholic! I have half a processor to go into his office and give him a piece if my brain module! I can't believe that guy, pushing my poor wife for his stupid reports."

He goes on such a long rant about Prowl, pointing out everything the bot has done wrong or the frankly harsh things he's said, you hate to admit that Blurr has a point but you are fond of Prowl.

He's rough around the edges but a nice friend to you when he opens up.

"Blurr, sweetie, it's fine really. Prowl has been swamped with reports and I don't mind helping. He's actually a nice bot once you get through his walls."

Blurr's expression looks like you just shot him. He clings to you, digits practically sinking into your back strut.

"Y-you've been hanging out with him without me?"

"It's just for work. Blurr, you know I love you and would never dream of leaving you, but I'd like to have some friends, even if they are just work friends."

Your spark aches at the sight of his optics welling up with liquid.

You just know you're going to have to start comforting him and avoid Prowl at all costs if it makes him this upset.

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Pharma

- lying to yourself in hopes you'd believe it. Pharma is a menace, you tried so hard to be kind to him, yet your kindness is what lead you here, bound to him in everything but your spark, it's at least the only thing he can't force upon you, no matter how many times he opens your spark chamber.

- No matter how many times he's tried to force the bond, always so calmly muttering his love for you, it never works.

- You once had such a fiery spirit, such a fiercely protective and loyal bot before Pharma got his servos on you. He broke you. The last time you managed to escape him and find help, he just killed them, toyed with them for fun no matter how much begged him to spare them. New parts for him.

- You never forgave yourself for being the reason those innocent bots met their ends, and Pharma takes great pleasure in that. You curl into such a cute ball and silently cry yourself into stasis, with him right behind you, curling around you and buring his face plate into the back of your neck. You want to scream, to sob, to upchuck and empty your tanks at the disgust of feeling his touch. His arms around your waist, holding you so tenderly, rubbing his thumb across your mesh like he's been an adoring lover this entire time.

- If you leave he will just find you.

- "What, you're not going to run again? My, but it was such a fun game we played!" He laughs.

- Pharma flips between knowing you don't love him in return, but not caring as he loves you and that's all that matters, to having moments of truly believing you're just playing games with him, such a playful darling he has! You just want to keep your marriage exciting, right?

- You try to lie to yourself, that you do love him, you love being at his side, you love ensuring he has plenty of energon, you love him.

- You miss the old him, the old Pharma you married, the old Pharma you promised to spark bond with once he returned form work but he never came back. Only for him to come back some years later to...being like this.

- He's draining, but he always makes sure you've eaten today, always makes sure you're safe, always makes sure he's kissed you and said he's loved you today.

- You can't fight him forever, you both know that.

- Why keep fighting when you can be a good little wife and accept his love?

Everyday it's the same, every cycle is new but nothing changes, you're still in the same dark abandoned building. You avoiding leaving your makeshift habsuite and a few other areas, not wanting to hear anything Pharma is doing further in the back.

You don't want to hear screams that get cut short, and the whirl of a saw.

You don't want to hear or see anything, you just want to pretend this is all a nightmare, but you know you can't wake up from it.

You just want a sense of normalcy back, to be back at your nice home on Cybertron before the war, laughing with coworkers and friends, greeting your husband with a smile.

Now you can barely stand to look at him without fear gripping your spark.

He's not the bot you married.

You lay on your berth, back facing the door as you don't want to see him, you don't even want him to see your face you don't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing your fear.

Your body trembles hearing his pedesteps growing closer. You will your body to freeze and squeeze your optics shut, just in time for the door to open. Pharma pauses in the doorway, looking over your resting form.

You've been going into stasis a lot more than usual, and a lot more than is recommended, but he can't be too upset with you, after all you look adorable when you're resting.

He moves quietly throughout the room, cleaning up the energon from his face, servo, and saw, knowing you don't like him leaving such a mess.

"I know you're awake, Dear."

You bite your derma holding back a whimper, but remain unmoving

"I'm worried you're sleeping too much, that's usually the first sign something is wrong. Funny how you could be sick, and don't you come to me with it, I am trained in this you know."

You can hear the smile in his voice, as if he didn't kills bots just to meet a quota, tortured someone you called friend, and then all of this.

You'd rather die than let him know anything.

"Are you truly so tired you can't tell me? No matter, I'll find out next cycle, yeah? I'll let you get some rest."

Your optics widen as he lays down behind you, his saw moving to rest under his helm, and his free arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Your back against his Chassis, his face into the back of your neck, pressing feather light kisses across your cables.

Pharma hums, chuckling softly at the feeling of your body shaking. His servo tightens its grip on you, keeping you flushed with him.

"So cute, I wish you'd let me dissect you to figure out what makes you so irresistible."

He laughs at hearing your involuntary whimper.

"No, I could never, but I'd much rather you be my pretty nurse."

You just want to go home and away from this monster.

[crowlingpuppeteer]

𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝙼𝚊𝚗♡

Warning: Praise k!nk,stroking,gagging,m!lking,chocking,riding,pet names,teasing

Pairing: sub!Milk man x dom!FemReader

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“W-wait honey slow down!” Francis says on a moan as you bob your head in a quick motion gripping his thighs. You slide your touch around his shaft as he moans and puts his hands on the back of your head gripping your hair in his thick fingers. “Fuuuuuuuck baby~” he says with a smile throwing his head on the couch trying to keep himself from bucking his hips up into your mouth

You let out a small giggle as you bon your head faster you knew it wouldn’t be much longer until he cums into your mouth so you keep bobbing your head deepthroating his long cock letting out small gags

“I’m gonna c-cum shit!” Francis moans out gripping your hair tightly in his fingers before he releases into your moan his warm cum filling your mouth more and more forcing you to swallow before you lick him clean before you get into his lap “good boy~” you whisper in his ear as he lets out pants and hums “wanna go for round two good boy?” You ask in a teasing tone and he nods his head leaning his head back up and looking at you with a smirk.

You slip off your shorts revealing your soft pink panties “you wanna take them off for me?~” you ask in a soft teasing tone rocking your hips back and forth as you stand in front of him “of course I do” he replies wrapping two fingers around the waistband of your panties line and tugging your panties down revealing your sweet pussy to him “lick” you command putting your hand on his head with a smirk

He leans forward as your spread your legs for him and he licks a stripe up your pussy your taste is intoxicating to him “you taste so good~” he whispers holding your hips as you let out a small shaky sigh with a smile as you push him back and take off your shirt climbing into his lap and you roll your hips his hard cock swiping your wet pussy “I wanna hear how much you want my pretty cunt” you whisper in his ear your hand wrapping around his throat choking him

“P-please baby pleasepleaseplease I need it I want to feel your wall’s squeeze around me” he whispers back a blush creeping across his cheeks before you slide his hard cock into your cunt with a loud moan “fuuuuuuck” you whimper out and Francis grips your hips as you start to bounce up and down his thick hard cock thrusting in and out of your gummy walls

“Fuck fuck fuck” you whimper squeezing Francis’s neck as he bucks his hips hitting your g-spot and your hands go from his neck to his shoulders squeezing them tightly as you moan out bouncing up and down on his cock

“Fuck I’m gonna cum ohhh ah” you moan out bouncing up and down faster as Francis squeezes your hips “me too baby..fuck I’m gonna cum too!” He whimpers feeling your gummy walls squeezing his shaft “oh yeah squeeze me like that” he whimpers thrusting his hips up before he cums into you coating your walls with his warm cum

“Hmm good boy” you hum kissing his head before I get off of him and cuddle up next to him smiling as he wraps his arms around you “I love you so much” he speaks softly stroking your hair “I love you too” you speak with a smile thinking about all the thinks you could do with his cum

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Been a few days hi guys💕I hope y’all enjoyed this smut I’m bad at making these but it’s okay bc I’m working on it😭they are a bit short I don’t have the patience to write a long one though if it’s not short I’ll get distracted having ADHD isn’t fun I’m also on a road trip :)

[xxradzxx]

INTRO POST !! !!

My name is Raddix, my pronouns are they/them (but I'm fine with he/him, too) I really love Music and my favorite bands are System Of A Down, Will Wood (and The Tapeworms), Streetlight Manifesto, and so on and so fourth.

SOME THINGS I LIKE LOVE

☆ SYSTEM OF A DOWN!!! WILL WOOD!!!

☆ Multiple fictitious podcasts (Welcome To Night Vale, The Magnus Archives, Camp Here And There)

☆ My Chemical Romance

☆ Fall Out Boy

☆ so. many. local bands. ough.

☆ I don't post about it too much here anymore, but various subcultures (Emo, Scenemo, Punk/Metal, ect.)

NOTICES/BOUNDRIES

☆ I really don't care how old you are, just as long as you aren't a creep. But you're allowed to be weird. That's the point.

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[inniessick]

Painting your nails together / Lee know

pairing: lee know x gn!reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: not capitalized, grammar and punctuation should be good though. one (1) slightly suggestive joke mayhaps, pet names (babe, bunny), this is pretty much just a small fluffy fic to make your heart feel good! let me know if i missed any!

reblogs likes and feedback are super appreciated!! ♡ :3

it was a friday night, and you had planned a small date night with Minho, you had a surprise ready. you knew the boys wouldn’t leave you two alone, not that you minded, you just wanted him to yourself tonight. that led you to inviting him over to your place. could you even really call it yours? he was there so often he might as well just call it his too. 

On my way over, need me to stop and get anything?

nope, just want you here! drive safe, love you.

Love you too bunny.

you put your phone back on your desk and set up a little area on the floor, a makeshift nail salon. you were gonna ask to paint his nails tonight! he had painted yours a multitude of times already, always putting everything away before you even had the chance to ask to do his! tonight, it was your mission to give him a little manicure. you snickered as you laid out all the colors, you were fully prepared to get on your knees and beg him to let you do it. surely he couldn’t resist that right? you picked your phone back up to start looking at pinterest to give yourself ideas. initially you had thought about just asking to file his nails and put a clear coat on, but your head was brewing! they had just released an album, and you knew how adorable it was. i mean, you even got all the versions in hopes of pulling your boyfriends photo cards! of course he would’ve just gotten them for you, but where’s the fun in that? you’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t like seeing him get just a little jealous when you got excited over get one of the other boy’s picture. continuing to scroll through nail posts, you eventually landed on a picture where the style was mostly a clear coat with one or two nails painted black. a perfect way to ease him into the lovely world of nail polish! 

you remembered the first time you ever asked him to paint your nails. you had finished doing one hand and knew you would struggle with the other, so you called him into the room. “minho! come here a second, please!” you could hear him walking through the hallway. “what’s up, bunny?” you were fanning your hand in the air to get the polish to dry quicker. “could you.. mm.. will you paint my nails? pleasepleaseplease! I already did one hand you’d just have to copy it!” staring up at him, pouting your lips just slightly. he looked down at you, unsure wether to actually say yes, “if that’s what’ll make you happy, sure. but I’ve never done it before so if it comes out messed up it’s not my fault.” you giggled waving a hand at him so he would come sit down. “mkay! so you just have to…” “and then on this nail you gotta…” in one ear and out the other, he had no clue what the hell you were talking about it. had you seriously asked him to do a design? he doubted he’d be able to keep your finger polish free. “are you mistaking me for another man because i’m horrible at art.” “min~! c’mon its just a few lines… and a star.. in different colors..” it hit you that maybe this would be  just a bit too hard for him. “okay, i’ll make it simple, take the pink ’n purple and alternate the colors!” “that’s something i can probably do.” “thank you min! you’re the best, love you _soooo _much.” you kissed his cheeks and nose, a habit you picked up from him. left cheek, right cheek, then lips if you were lucky, and finally your nose. the first time you did it back to him he wouldn’t stop calling you a “kiss thief!” and “my little copycat.” 

just as he suspected, painting your nails was no easy task, smudging the color and getting it on the side of your finger. he thought maybe you’d be annoyed, but he looked up and all he saw was you smiling at him. just happy that he was there with you. after his 3rd try he finally didn’t mess it up, granted your two hands were very different. you didn’t hesitate to tell everyone at work that your boyfriend pained your nails, ‘see didn’t he do such a good job?’ while flashing your hand at them. you were very proud of his work after all! eventually, he actually started asking you to let him try stuff. he tried flowers, and hearts, stars and lines. for your anniversary he even painted cute little bunny ears, a reference to his nickname for you. he ended up getting pretty dang good at it! so good, that people would just compliment you! gave you a real run for your money, he had almost gotten better than you.

your little flashback being cut short by a knock at your door. didn’t he have a key? he could’ve just let himself in. you got up to get the door and there he was, a bag in hand. “get in here,” ushering him inside, staring at the bag as he walked in, “what’s in the bag min?” he flashed you a quick smirk before taking each item out of the bag and placing it on the coffee table. a new nail file, nail polish remover, cotton balls, and clear nail polish. “tonight i’m letting you paint my nails!” he said it like a proud little kid. you couldn’t help but start laughing, of course he had thought of the exact same thing as you. “now what’s so funny, babe?” you shook your head grabbing his hand and leading him to your room, ignoring his protests. you opened the door and pointed at the floor where you little nail station was set up. “you want me to do your nails first?” “no! i was gonna ask to paint your nails tonight!” he looked at you, then back at the floor, and back to you again before letting out a couple giggles. “i suppose i may have just ruined your surprise for me, right bunny? i was wondering why you wouldn’t tell me what we’d be doing tonight.” “mmm, i wouldn’t say you ruined my surprise, i think you just made it better!” “alright… but why are there so many colors out?” you were caught, why did he have to pay so much attention? “well I was thinking…” “are you gonna paint soonie, doongi, and dori?” you playfully hit his arm, “no, but I was thinking about maybe doing a bit of black? just a little! like two nails! ...and maybe a little design on one of em.” You flashed him your best puppy eyes, holding his hand close to your chest, hoping he’d agree. “i’ll let you do whatever you want, but i better feel like a pretty princess by the end of it.” you enthusiastically nodded your head, agreeing that you’d do exactly what he asked. 

you asked him to wait just a second, while you headed back out to the living room to grab the new things he got. walking back into your room where he was patiently sitting and waiting for you. you joined him on the floor before started to file his nails to even them out, add your base coat and got straight to painting. idle chit chat going back and forth between the two of you. you telling him all about your day, and the drama at the office, while he just sat there and relaxed. you noticed he hadn’t said anything in a few minutes, so you stopped your spiel about work, afraid maybe you had bored him. “i wasn’t done listening to you, keep talking. love hearing your pretty voice.” he gave you a reassuring smile.

minho always knew just how to make your heart feel all warm for him. oh... how you loved him so much, a pure unconditional kind of love. a love where nothing could possibly make you feel poorly about him. you continued to talk to him, just as he had asked you. him offering the occasional ‘ah’ ‘oh no she didn’t!’ ‘since when did they have kid together?’ ‘i mean, maybe we should have kid together, little me and yous running about.’ the last statement causing you to look up, giggling as you said “oh shush.” he genuinely listened to you, made you feel heard. it didn’t matter when, where, or what is was about, he would always listen to you. you had someone who cared endlessly for you, and he had you. he simply had you. that’s all he needed, just you. you to kiss, and hold. you to love, take care of his cats with him, stay glued to his side, he had you to lean on, to lean with. not a second would go by without his thoughts going towards you. sure, maybe he wasn’t the best at telling you he loved you, but he was damn good at showing you. minho was yours, and you were his. as simple and straightforward as that. it would always be that way. you both knew that. irrevocably, and endlessly in love with each other.

delivering you last finishing touches you spoke, “mkay minmin, they’re all done.” you closed up the bottles of nail polish, throwing the napkins and cotton swabs into the trash. “well, do you like them?” you were so proud of your work, certainly he would be too. “no, I dont like them at all.” you frowned, ready to apologize before he lifted your head up, “I love them, and i love you even more.” your face lit up, he swore it could’ve illuminated a whole city. you grabbed his face before kissing his lips, grateful that you were able to. mumbling into the kiss “love you too, min.” your mouths only separating when you needed to breathe. “let’s sit back down, i gotta paint yours to match mine.”

a/n: im literally so sorry for posting this SO LATE, by like 3 hours!!!!!! but i was unpacking and i got like 4 packages of jeongin photocards so i had to open them before I did anything else 💀💀 which lead to me sleeving then all, and then giving them all a toploader. as you can see it took me awhile. i'm praying this fic doesn't have any errors bc i swear i reread it 4 times. tbh the inspo came from me and my friend painting our nails together! we actually used jeongin and chan as inspo, came out hella cute! I WANTED IT TO BE SHORT!! LIKE UNDER 1K!! BUT I CANT SHUT UP TO SAVE MY LIFEEEEEEE. so please enjoy this not-so-short short fic. remember, my asks are open :) i am always open to hearing from you guys. thank you for 100 likes on my last post and i hope you enjoy this one just as much. yoori out!

likes reblogs and feedback are appreciated! ♡ my requests are open! let me know if you'd liked to be added to a taglist for future works.

[omarandjohnny]

okay!!! you've convinced me!! I've started my foray into OnlyOneOf's music and music videos and im obsessed already. what are your top 5 songs/videos??

OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY

My bff started listening to them over the weekend, and now I get to bombard you with them as well? I LOVE IT HERE

Of their earlier stuff, dOra maar is definitely my #1 favorite. The storytelling, the choreo, UGH LOVE IT. (we don't speak of the English version, tho- dm me for the mess on that XD)

Also- LOU made a fantastic breakdown of the song's concept HERE, I can't recommend it highly enough!

bOss is another of the early ones with a great choreo video, and it's just a bop all round:

gaslighting is a big fave of mine, and again, DEVASTATING choreo. JFC.

And you really can't have dOra without picassO! Lovelovelove the chorus on this one.

Very hard to narrow it down to five, but I'll wrap it up with their wonderful cover/reimagining of the Japanese hit, Zurui Onna (I had this one playing on loop while I went through moving house hell last November, it was very soothing to keep singing BYE BYE! ARIGATO! SAYONARA! with the lads as I taped boxes shut XD)

The original version of the song is HERE and it's a lot of fun too.

I'm sure you've probably already watched their solo mv series, but just in case, the yt playlist is HERE.

And finally, I definitely recommend checking out this guide video, lots of good bits about the members:

There's SO much more good stuff out there, but I don't want to overwhelm you right out the gate (trying to practice infodumping restraint here, LOL) but pleasePLEASEplease feel free to ask for more ;)

<3333333333333333333333333333333333333333333!!!

[lullabypuppy]

╭──────────.★..─╮ Introduction 🤎💤🐕 ╰─..★.──────────╯

Hello! I go by William, Liam and Avery (whichever is fine). I'm a transgender man and whereas my pronouns may vary on the day, usually I got by He/him, They/them and It/its!

Nicknames, degrading names, ect, are all welcomed! Call me a worthless mutt, a braindead puppy, baby, a precious little pup, a pretty little boy, anything <3

I'm 18, almost 19. Minors DNI please, this is an NSFW account run by an adult, so for your own safety and the comfort of others, please don't interact!!

Asks and DM's are open! Please send me r@pe threats, details about how you'd fuck me senseless, boss me around, ect,. I'll do it/read it/ect,. I need that stuff, I'm just a braindead puppy after all and I need some stuff to rub my boycvnt to!

Full DNI: Minors (under 18), Men DNI blogs (I'm a transgender guy!). Anyone that interacts/posts Detrans or anything nsfw related to homophobia (it's very triggering for me). Anyone that's racist, p3d0philic, homophobic, ect,. If you sexualize EDs, SH, Mental illness, ect,. It's possible I've missed some stuff!

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

CW! A lot of my kinks may be disturbing to others, so please scroll carefully!

˚₊‧꒰ა . ——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ——— ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

💤I'm Pansexual and possibly polyamorous! I am single, but not looking for a partner at the moment.

🐕I'm planning on going to college once I can afford to do so, my major hopefully going to be in Psychology. I want to work with children, specifically.

🤎I would very much like children one day, just a fun fact about me :3 Not related to anything nsfw, I just like the idea of taking care of raising a kid.

💤I like a lot of things! I also have an Ao3 where I post primarily smut related to whatever media I'm interested in at that moment.

🧸🐕💤

°₊‧꒰ა . ——— ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ ——— ˖ ໒꒱ ‧₊°

╭──────────.★..─╮ My kinks 🐕 ╰─..★.──────────

P et play and age play, but moreso the first one! Call me a dumb mutt and make me crawl around on a pretty leash and I'll come on the spot, most likely <3

I'm very into both praise and degradation! Doesn't matter if you call me a whore and spit in my mouth, or you call me your precious baby while gently fucking in and out of me, I'll still be like putty in your hands :3

CNc! I love love love the idea of being r@ped senseless (between me and another consenting adult, ofc). Please beat me unconcious then use me as you wish, or gag me with your cock as you praise me!

Breedinggg. Stuff my needy womb with your cum pleasepleasepleaseplea-

Brocest, Sibcest, ect,. Having an older brother teach me how to use my pretty boycunt like he uses his would fix meeee

Anything violent towards me. Pleasepleaseplease carve out my eyes because I looked at someone how I should be looking at you, or slap my face raw because I was acting braindead again!!

May add more to this!!

╭──────────.★..─╮ My hard limits ❌ ╰─..★.──────────

Scat/shit

Piss is fine unless it has to do with ingesting it. Menstration and vomit's 100% fine, but not ingesting vomit!!

Ddlg/Ddlb. Mdlb's fine, though!!

Breastfeeding

Anything about actual animals, or even furries.

Feederism, W.eight g4in, stuff like that

🤎🐕💤

[theo-grayson]

2, 21, 23, 30!

Thank you so much for the ask aaah!! I am now going to go into far more detail than is necessary because I love to talk HAHA

2. three last songs you listened to

A: Miss Miseryguts (by R.I.P)

This song slaps so hard. I have been listening to it on repeat for like a week. The lyrics are so good and I have been imagining amvs with my oc to it (his name is Chamomile, he is a strawberry cow-boy, and this song is a little more toxic than he usually is, but I'm imagining that it's like an evil au or something LOL)

B: The soundtrack from Animation VS Minecraft: The King (by Scott Buckley)

Listen. Listen for just one second. Imagine theres an animated series. It's about this guy who draws some stick figures on his computer, and they come to life. Hijinks ensue, and they have all sorts of wacky adventures on his desktop, and eventually in Minecraft as well.

Look me in the eyes. This thing has lore. And character arcs. And morally grey characters with tragic backstories.

And it also has crazy good music (WITH LEITMOTIFS). The link above is the soundtrack for The King, aka the season 3 finale and an episode that literally made me cry actual tears. But I also reccomend listening to the Pigstep Remix (PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE LISTEN TO IT it's an absolute banger, it starts with the og minecraft music disc music, then transitions into this crazy good orchestral arrangement PLEASE listen I am BEGGING you), and watching the epsiodes Note Block Battle (silly nonsense, no lore or understanding of the series needed, but funky tunes) and Note Block Universe (the first half is silly nonsense with funky tunes, the second half features one of the aformentioned Morally Grey Characters and their tragic backstory. Lots of it won't make sense unless you know the series, but I can't talk about the AVM series or it's music without talking about it) (both Note Block episodes use music as a main plot point) (also, there is almost never any dialogue, which makes the music absolutely shine when conveying emotions, in addition to the animation [which is so expressive despite the characters literally not having faces. They can emote SO much with JUST body language]) (I am getting SO off track I'm sorry I just love AVM so much) (one day im going to write a 10,000 word rant about how good AVM is I swear)

C: HYACINTHUS (by Aidoneus)

Man, it's just so beautiful, and considering it's about the story of Apollo and Hyacinthus, I love it from a story AND religious viewpoint 🪻🌻

21. three songs of your childhood

Last of Me by CircusP, Echo (Nightcore) (by Jason Walker), and Pika Girl (Nightcore) (by S3RL) were PEAK music to my extremely depressed 12 year old self, I was DEEP into vocaloid/nightcore/etc and honestly I still am GRHWHAHE

23. three songs that never fail to get you pumped up

A: BREADY STEADY GO (by OMOCAT)

The entire Omori OST is absolutely amazing, and has such a good range of different emotions, but the boss themes especially are SO good. This one is SUCH a banger AGHHH

B: Voices (by Derivakat)

One of my favourite Technoblade tributes. It is absolutely incredible. Also listen to the version by The Jukeblockers, it features lyrics in like 12 languages and it has a sick guitar solo bit

C: World's End Valentine (by OMOCAT)

It's another Omori one but I literally cannot help it. It's SO GOOD AAAGGHHHHHHHH

30. three songs you really want your followers to know (for reasons other than all those above)

A: Innocence (by Nathan Wagner) Holy fuck. One of the most beautiful and haunting songs I've ever heard in my whole life. If you only listen to one of these songs, make this one of them. Please. Also, it is VERY good for imagining amvs in your head.

B: Sealed Vessel (by Christopher Larkin) and OMORI + ALTER (by OMOCAT)

Technically this is 2 songs (technically 3 but OMORI and ALTER are like a part 1 and 2 of the same song), but they both fall into "video game final boss themes that make me want to cry", even though they are quite different. Sealed Vessel is more haunting and heart-sinkingly sad, especially near the end. OMORI + ALTER is sad, but more in a chest-tightening anxious way. If you know the stories of Hollow Knight and Omori, you know that the lore for both of them is heartbreaking, and these songs fit that perfectly.

C: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild - Theme

God. This song just makes me feel so much. The main bit makes my heart race and gives me goosebumps every time I listen to it. I don't even know why, or how to describe it. And it means so much to me emotionally as well. BOTW was a huge part of my life, and it always will be. This game gave me escapism when I was going through a really traumatic part of my life, Link was a big part of figuring out my gender identity, and I would spend time with my mom by playing while she watched. It's so important to me, and this song makes me feel so many feelings. Man.

[mermaidfizzy]

This hot mess is a product of my h*rny brain that had the audacity to not go back to sleep at 5 o'clock this morning.

I've been feeling pretty awful about myself lately. I just can't seem to shake myself out of this critical and condescending fog that my brain has been in.

It sucks but I wrote this in hopes of it helping anyone else who feels like this, even though it's a jumbled mess that belongs in the trash.

If you've been in a depressive episode too, just know you're amazing, and a wonderful human and I hope reading this reminds you of how terrific you truly are. Plus Kakashi thinks you are a literal goddess, I don't make the rules.

Anyway, I hope you get a kick out of my dumpster fire writing and I hope it reminds you of the queen you are.

Mirror s*x with Kakashi

Warnings: Sexy time 18+ content. Way too damn explicit but oh well. Body worship. Female reader. Doggy style. Vaginal fingering. Choking & spanking (kinda). Established relationship. Kakashi being an absolute simp for you. Kakashi is ooc and this is a whole ass mess but I don't care, fight me.

If you're a minor you better skedaddle on out of here or I'll kick your butt.

Kakashi was the one who proposed the idea of wanting to absolutely wreck you in front of a mirror. He loves the idea of being able to strip you down to complete nakedness, getting you on all fours, and aggressively fucking you from behind while you both watch your reflections go at it in earnest.

Just seeing the front or back of you during sexy time isn't enough for him, ok!? And the thought of being visually overstimulated and watching every gorgeous angle of you while he ravishes your body sends him immediately to bonerville.

You express your hesitance, uncomfortable with the idea of being so exposed and having to see so much of yourself in the reflection of the mirror. You dismiss his idea at first, not wanting to put your body in a position that could give you more insecurities about yourself.

He is nothing but respectful and understanding on why you might have some insecurities, he struggles with self-doubt too. But boy oh boy, he is persistent and determined to admire and worship the hell out of every inch of you, mind, body, and soul.

Because in Kakashi's eyes you are the very reason he breathes!? You live rent-free in his brain!? You are an absolute living and breathing angel!? He desperately wants you to see yourself in the way that he thinks of you, as the person he loves with his whole heart. He even loves you more than icha icha but you didn't hear that from me.

And if that means he spends every moment for the rest of his life reminding you of how sexy and downright spectacular you are and how much he loves you, then so be it. It's a task he is ready and willing to take.

He's all in boo, he's a certified simp for you and he wants to see alllll of your beautiful body. Let this man adore you, ok?! And you better not be insecure in front of that mirror because you are a goddess and this man literally kisses the ground you walk on.

After much convincing, you eventually concede with his request to rock your shit in front of a mirror. You don't even understand how much this dude will be ready to go ON THE SPOT once you give him the ok.

When the two of you start getting down and dirty, there will be absolutely no hiding, alright? No love-making in the dark around these parts. All the lights will be on and the window shades will be open, allowing the warm sun to filter in on you both so he can admire every inch of your precious body while he gives you the best dick of your life.

Kakashi is mesmerized by your body when you're on all fours in front of the mirror. The way your mouth opens as moans fall from your lips, how your neck is exposed when you look up at him in the mirror, the curve of your back as you arch into him, and how your breasts hang and sway with every thrust he gives you.

Goodness gracious, it all just gets his blood pumping and makes him feel things that he never thought he would ever be lucky enough to experience.

Having this visual perspective and being able to see every little bit of your perfection brings out Kakashi's possessive and emotional side. He just loves you so damn much and wonders how he was able to get so lucky.

It all overwhelms him as he watches you come undone, knowing he's the one who gets to witness you at your most open & vulnerable. You better prepare yourself because this man will have zero restraint.

If you try to hide your face or put your head down, oh nay nay I say. Your ass will definitely be slapped and you will like it, no questions asked. He'll also grab your neck and make you watch yourself in the mirror. Kakashi wants you to see how gorgeous you look too. He can't be the only one enjoying the view!!!!

With one hand around your neck and another around your waist, he'll pull you up so your back is flush against his chest as he continues to eagerly crash his hips into you from behind.

Pleasepleaseplease don't hold back your moans. Let them all out baby, be loud, let Kakashi know how good he's drilling your ass. Tell him that he's the only one who can make your pussy soaked and quivering like this.

Look directly at his reflection while he's pumping into you. Feed this man's ego and watch him lose his fucking mind as he watches you both in the mirror, letting all your lustful words and moans soak into him. You mean you love and worship him as much as he does for you!?! Oh hell yeah.

Sometimes he just wants all his attention on you though. Instead of taking you on all fours, he'll have you sit completely naked in-between his legs. He'll spread your legs far apart, propping them over his own so you can get a good look at your glistening pussy in the mirror that's right in front of you two.

And don't you dare close your eyes or turn your head away! You know the drill, Kakashi wants you to watch the whole time to see exactly what he's doing to you and how absolutely pretty you look while his fingers are pumping in and out of you.

If you accidentally close your eyes or turn your head away, he's going to pull his wet fingers out of you and give your swollen clit a nice little slap while he whispers in your ear "keep your eyes open for me baby, I want you to see all of this".

But your eyes aren't the only ones open and watching, oh no. Kakashi will stare intensely at your reflection in the mirror while he pleasures you. He won't even think about blinking as his fingers pick up the pace and your breathy moans vibrate next to his face.

He can't help it, he just loves the way you look all spread out for him, taking his fingers so well. He wants to see every single moment of you unraveling. Every bite of your lip and pleasurable inflection on your face drives him crazy.

If your eyes start rolling into the back of your head as the pleasure in-between your legs ramps up, Kakashi will take the hand that isn't deep inside your pussy and grasp your chin tightly so you can watch yourself in the mirror as you get closer to cumming all over his fingers.

All the while Kakashi is whispering into your ear about how much he loves seeing you like this and how badly he wants you to cum. He keeps up the sweet whispers, eventually telling you to touch yourself too. You can't just see your reflection in order to fully appreciate, oh no, you gotta feel yourself as well.

Sliding your fingers down to join Kakashi in pleasuring yourself, you rub your clit vigorously. You'll swear you've ascended into heaven as your orgasm spreads an intense and warm tingling all throughout your naked and sweaty body.

You'll crash back into his chest, breathing heavily as you come down from your blissful high. Kakashi will kiss your cheek while slowly removing his fingers from you, appreciating how glossy they look all covered in your fluids as he brings them to his mouth to suck on them.

Wanna really get him going? As Kakashi pulls his fingers out of you, grab his hand and bring his fingers to your own mouth. Suck on his fingers, tasting yourself while maintaining eye contact with him in the mirror.

100% will absolutely lose his shit. RIP to your pussy because you just unlocked a kink he didn't realize he had.

10/10 would recommend but good luck walking the next day. 😏 I'll pray for the state of your knees after he gets done with you. 🙏🏻

[levworship]

Hey! Could I request some general NSFW headcanons for Todoroki when you have the time? Thanks!!

sure thing bb ! sorry this isn’t that long my brain on bad smh.

i tried to make it gender neutral but idk i may have fucked up. also may have spelling/grammar errors. it’s late yall. this is awkwardly written.

okay, now hear me out.

i know this man lives to make you feel good any chance he’s given.

something about the way you whimper and cling to him after he pulls countless orgasms from you just feels so right.

he’d hardly ever let you pleasure him without him returning the favor. even if he falls asleep after you’ve drained him for everything that he’s worth. you can count on being woken up in the middle of the god damn night to his face buried between your legs, only offering a small hum of acknowledgment when your eyes meet.

he’s just that much of a gentleman.

i don’t think he’d slap you around that much unless you ask him to. he just wants to love and please his little baby <3 service dom to the max.

hella vocal idc. it’s surprising, considering how stoic he usually is. you’d expected him to be much more reserved in bed. but he just has to let you know how much of a good little baby you are for letting him fuck your throat so sweetly, or for letting him finish his nice “midnight snack” without interrupting, or how your tight little hole was squeezing him fucking perfectly.

“so— oh fuck, baby.” shouto hissed as his fingers gripped onto the headboard. he’d definitely have trouble working them later with the way they were being repeatedly smashed between the hard bed frame and the wall. but right now? he couldn’t think of anything he’d care about less. not with he was pounding into you with no remorse, pushing on your back to force you into a deeper arch. “so fucking good. you make me feel so good. i love you so much. i’m gonna— fuck— gonna fill you up. want me to cum deep in this fucking hole? give you my babies? gonna make me a daddy? fuck, please make me a daddy, baby. please, pleasepleaseplease- shit!” he pressed his chest against your back, teeth latched onto your shoulder as he released spurt after spurt of his cum into you. he wasn’t joking about filling you up.

because come on. we all know the todoroki breeding kink is basically canon 🙄

he’d be down to let you take the reigns too.

like yeah, of course he loves plowing into you until you can’t go to work in the morning, but he also loves when you hold his face in your hands and call him a bad boy for touching himself to your pictures earlier.

he couldn’t help it. you looked so good and he really missed you </3 you shouldn’t have been surprised when he stopped patrolling to handle his problem.

mommy/daddy kink. i don’t have to explain myself. we know i’m right.

“‘m sorry, y/n.” his lips pressed together in a tight line as he shakily placed his hands onto your hips in a silent plead for you to do something. anything. you remained silent, cocking a challenging eyebrow at him. “oh, fuck it- (mommy/daddy), please-“ “ such a dirty mouth, shouto. i thought you said you would be a good boy for me?” hearing your sultry voice damn near sent shocks throughout his entire body. “i will! i’ll be your good boy, i promise-” “bullshit. you told me that earlier too, didn’t you? you know how i feel about you lying to me.” you tsked disapprovingly. he was now rutting against your leg like a dog. he couldn’t help himself :( “i‘m sorry. i’ll be good! want your cock, (mommy/daddy)”

king of after care. makes sure you’re both properly hydrated and cleaned up. doesn’t let you help at all either. even after he subs. it’s cute to watch him wobble around the house in search of a rag and two water bottles.

because you deserve to be treated like the royalty you are !!

thirsts and requests for haikyuu and bnha are open.

[babbushka]

For sinday can I request some sexy shoulder holster porn with Flip please? Preferably he has you pinned up against a wall and you’re having to hold on for dear life! There has to be a way to make that more Valentineish, but I’m sure your ideas would be better than mine! Thank you :D

Anonymous said: For sinday I’d like to request some sexy possessive action with Flip or one of the Kylos wanting to knock you up please (like actually trying as part of a plan or just the sexy talk would be fun but not breeding kink) for Valentine’s Day and just keep you full of come and inside their arms. Thank you for taking requests!

~2k, NSFW (holster fun, trying for a baby/trying for pregnancy, wall sex, PIV, implied masturbation & edging, cockwarming, comedump)

For once in his life, Flip is in a good mood. It’s Valentine’s Day and boy oh fuckin’ boy is he in love with you. Has he somehow fucked up every single Valentine’s Day for the past seven years that you’ve been married? Yes. But that only made him that much more determined to go all out for you this time. He figured 8th time’s the charm, as he whistles a jovial tune, taking the front porch steps two at a time, big bouquet of red roses tucked safely against his chest.

“Ketsl, baby I’m home – ” He’s got a smile in his voice as he turns the lock and pushes open the door.

But when you throw yourself into his arms and have a look of wide-eyed panic on your pretty face, his mood immediately sours, fearing for the worst.

“Flip!” You gasp, tears in your eyes, sending his panic skyrocketing, dropping the bouquet of roses right onto the floor as he kicks the door closed.

“Is everything okay? Are you alright?” Flip steadies you with his strong palms, searches your eyes.

“You need to fuck me, now.” You insist, tears of an altogether different kind clinging to your lashes, and all at once his adrenaline turns to something far more jittery jumpy wonderful.

You’d been trying for a little while now, to have another baby. You had brought it up back around New Year’s, and only now did things feel like it was really the right time. Getting the timing right was tricky though, and even though Flip fucked you just about every day anyway, now it felt more important.

“Oh! Are you – is it?” Flip struggles to get everything put away, assuming that this must be peak ovulation time for you, and not wanting to waste anymore of the day than he already had just by being at work.

As he shucks off his sherpa coat and throws it in the mudcloset, working as fast as he can to not trip over his cowboy boots as he steps out of them, he finally takes stock of what you’re wearing.

“According to the calendar, yeah, this is the best chance, please Flip? Please fuck me?” Your robe is barely hanging on around your shoulders, the sash tied loosely.

“I’m workin’ on it, I’m workin’ on it honey-bunny – aw fuck it, c’mere.” Your tits are practically out, chest heaving, and he can see the sheen of sweat that tells of you fingering yourself for who the fuck knows how long, and that thought on top of everything else makes Flip’s impatience rev up tenfold, and he forgoes stripping down, instead yanking his jeans down far enough to pull his cock out.

He scoops you up in his arms and shoves you against the wall right there in the foyer, your ass resting on the credenza, sending whatever was on it clattering to the floor without a care. Your robe falls away, and your legs wrap around his waist, your glistening pussy warm and inviting.

Flip thrusts himself into you in one thick long hard push, his cock sinking deep deep deep into your cunt, proving his suspicions correct. You’re relaxed enough to take him without any prep from himself, your pussy dripping wet all on your own, your sticky fingers clutching harshly at the leather straps for purchase.

“Have I ever told you – oh, fuck right there – how much I love this holster?” You gasp as he immediately starts a brutal pace that has you knocking against the wall, the credenza shaking underneath you. Your voice wobbles and you gasp, “How they wrap around your strong shoulders so well?”

“Just for you to hold onto baby,” Flip kisses you all over, all across your face and your neck, something primal and feral bubbling up inside his chest, “All for you, grab on tight.”

He wants this, fuck he’s never wanted anything more in his whole life, than to bury his cock into your sweet pussy. Your tongue laves over the pulse in his throat, as you let yourself be fucked rough and fast, trying to get him to come as fast as possible. Sucking on his neck and clenching around his cock, you moan moan moan, wound up and desperate.

“I – I – I’ve been waiting for you to come home, kept myself stretched and ready for you, fuck, you took so long Phil!” You whine, and Flip thrusts faster, jostling you and the credenza, the antique creaking under you.

Flip winces, not wanting to break the damn thing, so he pauses just long enough to lift you off the wall and carry you to the conversation pit in the living room, where it’s plush and carpeted, before dropping you back down and climbing on top of you. You grin, and Flip can’t get that possessive bubble to stop rising, he’s so fucking in love with you, with the family you’re building together.

“Sorry ketsl I wanted to surprise you with – fuck do that again – with some flowers.” He halfway remembers the roses that are on the floor by the front door, as he groans and thrusts steadily, drooling into your mouth through clenched teeth as he grunts, “Shit this pussy’s begging to be filled with my come, huh? Squeezing my cock so tight, I’ll give it to you, I’ll give you what you want, ketsl.”

“Yes! Oh yes right there, knock me up Flip, pleasepleaseplease!” You beg, tugging on the holsters, the heels of your feet digging into his thighs, wanting him close.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Flip thinks you must’ve been edging yourself this whole time, waiting for him, and he decides he’s going to make it worth all that effort.

“Are you close?” Flip demands, his detective voice coming through, and through a hiccupped moan you laugh, because even getting fucked out of your mind, you still can’t pass up an opportunity to tease him.

“MMmmyeahh,” Your mouth is dropped open, back arching up off the floor as you moan, “Yes, yeah I’m – oh! I’m close, but don’t stop, whatever you do don’t stop -- !” Flip drops a hand to your clit and your body shakes rattles rolls convulses under him as your face pinches up and you come, a ragged gasp sucking down air from the force of it.

Flip grunts out his first orgasm of the evening, driven by the sheer overwhelming lust and love for you, the way your body wraps around his in the most complete way. He’s sweating something fierce, still in his jeans, flannel, and of course the harness that your nails have left permanent crescents into – but that’s not important.

He can get naked in a minute, first, he needs to make sure you’re taken care of.

“Knees up,” He blinks through his pleasure, reaches blindly around for a throw pillow off the couch to push under your hips. “I don’t want any of this leakin’ out. You hear me? Gotta keep this safe inside your perfect cunt, okay?”

“Uhhhuh.” You beam up at him, head lolling to the side as you shiver and tremble from your orgasm, eyes glassy.

Flip cups your cheeks in his big sweaty palms and kisses you sweetly. You’ve got a case of the giggles, something that’s almost infectious, almost, because he’s still not over the sight of you naked and marked up and all his.

“Fuck I’m – ugh I’m going to come again, just a little more, you can take a little more.” Flip licks his lips, pries your knees apart just long enough to slide his cock back into your pulsing cunt.

“I want it, I want all of it.” You nod, reaching for him, holding him close as Flip thrusts much slower, lazily, pumping another hot load of come into you, willing it to take hold.

“I’m always gonna give you what you want baby,” He bites and licks at your lips, at the edge of your teeth, the corner of your mouth until you’re laughing and swatting at his shoulders, “Always.”

Flip rolls the both of you onto your sides, one of your legs slung over his hip, his cock still nestled inside your cunt. He could live here, and maybe he will, maybe just maybe he will.

“Do you think it worked?” You smile softly, your pleasure weak hands pushing the holster off his shoulders, slowly working to undo the many buttons on his flannel.

“I hope so.” Flip leans in to press a gentle kiss to the side of your nose, bumping his forehead against yours. “I really hope so.”

You shift around a little bit, making him groan as you squeeze his cock with your pussy in the process. Trying to get him naked while not letting him pull out was something you’ve sort of mastered over the years, and he lets out a big relieved sigh when you tug the undershirt over his head, the air hitting his skin.

“Did you have a nice day at work?” You ask sweetly, one of your hands rubbing at his bicep.

“Yeah, was real quiet, I missed you mostly.” Flip admits, before ducking his head down for another kiss, because really he could never get enough of kissing you.

Tongues sliding slowly against one another, there’s nothing but the sound of your breathing. Flip groans a little in the back of his throat, thinking about the reservations he had worked pretty damn hard to get for tonight. But none of that matters, when you crane your neck up to look over at the front door, before looking back at him and chuckling.

“Thank you for the flowers honey, they’re beautiful.” You smile sheepishly, “I didn’t mean to jump you like that, sorry.”

“Don’t you dare be sorry. I had plans for you for tonight, you know. I was gonna take you out to someplace real fancy, but now all I want to do is keep you right here and fuck you until you can’t walk.” Flip pulls out a cigarette from his back pocket, thrusts into you a little deeper from the effort, and another little moan falls from your lips.

“Yeah?” You waggle an eyebrow at him, clenching around his cock in return.

He strikes up a match and you cup around the cigarette end so the flame doesn’t jump around. Flip sucks down a steadying breath, tucks your head under his chin.

“Yeah, get you up to our big soft bed and knock you up.” He smirks.

“Oh shit.” You gasp then, and Flip pinches at your nose questioningly, playfully.

“What, pretty girl?”

“I just realized that if it works, they’ll be a scorpio.” You look up at him in horror for a moment.

And even though the two of you are exhausted, you have enough frame of mind to burst into laughter, happy tears of hope pricking the corners of your eyes.

Oh well, Flip thinks not regretting it in the least, there’s always next year for the perfect date night.

[mypoisonedvine]

Any thoughts on if Lee would would ever buy any sort of toys and use them on the reader, or would he simply just use his handcuffs or belt to tie her up? (Not sure what they would have had back then tbh)

Also, would Lee ever let the reader cuff him to the bed and have her wicked way with him, like masterbate in front of him, or edge him, then ride him, all while he tells the reader how he is going to get her back for this torture?

first of all, I'm thinking he wouldn't use more than handcuffs and belts but don't worry, he gets plenty done with just those.

second of all, reader using handcuffs on lee??? oh hell yes.  very nsfw below the cut c:

"I always knew you were secretly a freak," Lee smirked as he watched you click the second pair of handcuffs shut around his wrists, "but this surprises even me."

You smiled and leaned back to admire your work: your husband, naked as the day he was born with his arms outstretched and cuffed to each of the bedposts. He was already half hard from the anticipation of it all, but you were only just getting started.

"You're gonna be good, right, daddy?" you purred.

"As best I can," he chuckled.

Gingerly, your fingers moved up his thigh towards where his cock was swelling and making your mouth water. You rarely got to appreciate his body like this, since that cock didn't tend to spend much time on display before it was being shoved into your mouth or your pussy. And you loved that too, but right now you were enjoying the way he shivered when you wrapped your hand around his shaft.

"Princess," he moaned, "I know you can stroke it better than that."

"I'll get to it when I'm ready, just be patient daddy," you encouraged softly. Taking it nice and slow, you moved your hand up and down his length, teasing the ridge under his head and watching in awe as precum began to gather at the tip. You wanted to taste it, but instead you smeared it with your hand to make your movements even smoother.

"Fuck," he sighed, "put it in your mouth."

"You didn't ask nicely," you grinned. "You always have to ask nicely."

"Put it in your mouth, please," he rolled his eyes.

"Hmm... no," you smiled.

"I know you want to," he tried to bargain, and he wasn't wrong.

"Oh, I do," you admitted, "I'm so turned on just from touching you, daddy. Wanna see?"

Letting go of him to free both hands, you unbuttoned your dress and stripped for him, laying back and spreading your legs to show how wet you'd become already. Your head fell back as you swirled your fingers over your swollen clit, smiling as you saw the rage on his face.

"You know you aren't allowed to do that," he hissed. "Only I get to touch you like that."

"Aw, that's too bad," you faked a pout, "since you have no way to stop me."

His fists tightened and strained against the steel cuffs, and you knew he was wishing he could break free from them and teach you a lesson.

"Daddy, it feels so good," you moaned, putting on a show for him as your hips gyrated against your hand, "almost better than when you do it."

"Bullshit," he frowned.

"Hmm, I thought you were gonna be good. How disappointing. I was almost going to put your cock in my mouth, but if you're gonna have that attitude..."

"No, baby, wait," he pleaded, "please, I need ya so bad."

"If I suck you, you'll be a good boy?"

He winced but nodded.

"No, daddy, I need you to say it."

His jaw tightened as he looked away, the most adorable pink flush starting to tinge his cheeks. "I... I'll be a good boy. Please..."

You beamed as you got down on your hands and knees, gripping his cock and guiding it towards your mouth. You started delicately, just gentle kitten licks to the tip as you savored the taste of him. His cock was flexing in your hand already, and you were sure he was desperate for more. Taking pity on him, you wrapped your lips around the tip and suckled on it.

"Fuck, princess," he groaned.

"Feels good?" you asked as you pulled off.

"Yes, please don't stop," he whimpered.

Seeing him reduced to begging and whining already was... intoxicating. Instantly you were drunk with power and wanted to push him even further. You sucked him in earnest, stroking what you couldn't reach and secretly missing the way he would normally grab your hair and force you to take it deeper.

Distracted by the warm tingling between your legs, you stopped and popped up with a smile.

"Want it inside me, daddy," you admitted shyly.

"Then hop on, pretty girl," he smiled back.

“...but I was having so much fun touching myself earlier...” you grinned.  

His face dropped.  “No, no, you wouldn’t dare--”

“So I think I wanna do some more of that first.”

His head fell back in frustration as he pulled at the cuffs again, groaning through his teeth.  “I swear you’re done for as soon as I’m outta these,” he promised darkly.

“Well, that’s a later problem,” you dismissed, repositioning so he was in full view of you dipping two fingers inside yourself.  “Fuck, daddy, I’m so wet... and it feels so warm in here,” you giggled.  

“Please, princess, I’m dyin’ over here,” he begged, “just let me get inside ya, please-- I’ll be your good boy, promise.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, daddy, you’ll get your turn.”  

Speeding up, you were on a fast track to the finish line as you managed to rub your clit at the same time your fingers reached your g-spot.  Of course, it was nothing compared to the way it felt when he touched you, but you’d never tell him that.

Your exaggerated moans filled the room along with his frustrated pants, his eyes raking over you while you pleasured yourself.

“Please, baby,” he repeated, chanting it in a hoarse whisper.

“Just be patient, daddy,” you sighed, “just lay there and think about how good it would feel to be inside me right now.  I can feel it on my fingers when I’m about to come... think about how that would feel on your cock right now, daddy.”

“God, you’re really in for it now,” he growled, “you’re being such a bad girl.”

“I would’ve been a lot worse a lot sooner if I knew how fun it was gonna be,” you laughed.  “Fuck, I’m close already.  Wanna watch me come, daddy?”

“No,” he groaned, “I wanna make you come.”

“Can’t always get what you want,” you winked before throwing your head back as your legs began to quiver and shake.  “Oh god, daddy, I’m coming!”

As pleasure began to rock through your body and make wetness gush out of your opening, he moaned as if he could actually feel it-- even if he couldn’t feel it as much as he wanted to.  You watched his cock bounce and strain against nothing, leaking its own wetness as his precum dripped down in a beautiful stripe along his length.  

“Daddy, yes!” you squealed as you hit the peak of it, knowing he could probably see how hard your muscles were flexing inside and hoping he was dreaming about how it would feel around him.

“Baby,” he sobbed, “please...”

“It’s okay, daddy,” you soothed as you pulled your fingers out of yourself slowly.  “It won’t be much longer now.  Wanna taste?”

You pressed your fingers to his lips before he could answer, watching him swirl his tongue around them and hum at the flavor of your body.

“I’m gonna ride you now, okay?”

“Please,” he sighed, nodding feverishly.

You grinned and swung a leg over as you straddled him, guiding his cock between your lips and ever-so-slowly sinking down.  You wanted desperately to moan at the feeling of him stretching you wide, but more than that you wanted to hear the beautiful sounds he was making.

As your hips connected with his, you could tell he was close already by the way his brow was furrowed tightly and his cock was flexing within you.

“Oh no, daddy, you can’t come yet,” you tutted disapprovingly.  “I won’t move until I know you can take it.”

“Fuck!” he yelled.  “Fuck, please, please move.”

“But you’ll come,” you frowned, “and I don’t want you to do that yet.”

“I’ll hold it, promise,” he bargained, “just please move, need to feel you, please princess.”

Nodding, you slowly bounced on top of him and watched his face fall into a slack moan.  “Does that feel good, daddy?”

“Oh god, you have no idea,” he sighed.

You moved faster, hoping to challenge his promise and smiling as you watched him bite down on his lip.  “Ah ah ah,” you giggled, “you’d better not come yet.”

“Can’t help it,” he warned. “Fuck, I’m ‘bout to fill you up.”

“Oh no, daddy,” you shook your head, “that’s not what’s gonna happen at all.”

“Fuck, baby, pleasepleaseplease-- don’t get off, please, need to come inside you.”

You shook your head and cackled happily as he whined, sitting up and letting his cock fall out of you.  You wanted more than anything to watch him come from nothing at all, see what it looked like when he hit the height of his pleasure and couldn’t come back down.  Amazingly, he started to shoot his load up onto himself, and you bit your lip as you watched his come leak and drip down over his cock.  It was even better than you’d imagined, and the weak, broken moans he made while he did it were the icing on top of it all.

Once he finally stopped and began to catch his breath, you smiled as you admired his exhausted expression.

“Wow, daddy, that was incredible,” you praised.  “You really are my good boy.  And look at this lovely mess you made.”

His eyes fluttered open, and you looked right in them as you leaned down and began to lick up the come splattered on his chest, and his stomach, and his thighs...

“God, princess,” he sighed.  You saved the best for last, swallowing what you’d gathered before licking up the come that coated his softening cock-- and laughing happily when he whined and bucked under your movements on his overstimulated body.  

“You’re so sensitive, daddy,” you teased.  “Be still while I clean you up...”

It was soft enough now that you could fit the whole thing in your mouth, sucking off every last drop as he bit back sobs above you.  When you were done, you popped up with a smile, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Can I let you out of the cuffs now, or are you gonna punish me like you said?” you asked nervously.

“I’m too tired to do anything to you except maybe fall asleep on ya,” he laughed weakly.  You reached to the bedside table to acquire the key, opening the cuffs one at a time-- and instantly being wrapped in his arms tightly and thrown onto your back.

"Can't believe you fell for that," he smirked before descending upon you.

[kanene-yaaay]

5+1 [Part 3]

5 times Iida was tickled and the one time he wasn’t.

[PART ONE]

[PART TWO]

Kanene’s note: Heyaaa! Okay, I just want you to know that I am WEAK for b-day tickles ! It's just so cute and :'3 *whispering softly* truly precious. Oh, Tenya is 12 years old now! Y a y

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* This characters don’t belongs to me! They all belong to the anime/manga Boku no Hero.

* This is a SFW tickle fanfic with family tickles, so, if you don’t appreciate this kind of content, please, look for another blog. There are a plenty of very greeat arts in this site!! ^w^)b

* This is Lee!Tenya with Ler!Hizashi + Ler!Aizawa with brief Ler!Tensei and Lee!Aizawa. All relationships are platonic. Around 1.800 words.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! \(-w-)/

* Allow yourself to have a slow day. Don’t forget to drink water, sleep and eat! <33

[~*~]

Iida drank a second cup of his special orange juice - used only on commemorative days and events - thoughtfully. His birthday party would be late in the evening and, since his family wanted to make it a surprise, he would spend the whole day hanging out with his brother, Aizawa-san and Hizashi-san until all the preparations would be complete. He, of course, offered himself to help with all the decorations, but his parents were firm on their decision and Tenya would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited to have some quality time with his brother and the other two heroes. Their work usually demanded a lot of their time.

 Still locked on his thoughts, as the doorbell rang, the teenager opened the door without a second thought in a polite stance, being rudely pulled out of his own mind as he stared at Aizawa and Hizashi, both with dangerous smirks that suddenly filled Iida with clear memories of a tradition Tensei started on the boy’s birthday and his ‘uncles’ (Tenya one day protested at the nickname, pointing it didn’t make sense call them like that because they aren’t blood related. However, his parents explained that this was just a way to express fondness and closeness for someone you care about. The younger one began to call them uncles with more frequency, except on social gatherings) caught on it as well.

 “Hello! ~” Hizashi chipped, making goosebumps run down his spine as Iida closed the door on their face, internally wincing at the clear disrespectful act, however valuing much more his safety than being a polite host.

(But, actually, he wasn’t truly anxious about it. They were always nice and kind with him, making him smile and enjoy himself, even when he wasn’t the perfect model he struggled to be.)

 Tensei’s head peaked from the second living room’s hall as he dashed at full speed across it, accompanying his baby bro with ease and drops of confusion. “Who was it at the door?”

 “Uncles!” Tenya frowned in concentration as he turned the corner, lowering his speed enough to not go face first on the wall, cheeks slightly red and sputtering starting to become present on his tune. “They are going to do that hideous tr-tradition you started when I was a kid!” And Iida Tenya, future hero from a whole noble ancestry of skilled heroes, definitely did NOT pout at his brother’s carefree laughter.

 “Oh, yeah! I forgot about that! It’s so polite of them to help me to remember, don’t you think?”

 “No!! It’s not polite! High level heroes like you shouldn’t be committing such embarrassing, hideous act in the first place, even less repeating it yearly!!”

 “Aww, you’re repeating your words. You’re excited, aren’t you?” Tensei smiled, knowing his brother enough to notice that gleam in his eyes and the lack of a real protest in his words. He ignored the squeaked ‘NO!’ thrown at him and smiled even wider, doing a fast maneuver that put his body between his brother and the door, hugging him on his chest with a ‘oof’ when they inevitably collided. “You know what? Since they’re being so nice with us, I think we should repay their kindness, right?” Tensei grinned when he heard the footsteps coming closer, shouting “HEY, GUYS! BIRTHDAY BOY IS HERE!”

 “Tensei!!” But he was already smiling, squirming excitedly on his brother’s hold, especially when a loud, happy ‘YEAHHH!’ boomed through the house. “No, no!! This is betrayal! Deception! Dishonesty! Trickery! Treason!!!”

 “Now you’re just reciting the dictionary.” Ingenium laughed, no hint of regret on his voice, distractedly nodding at his friends when they appeared at the door. “Look,” he whispered, conspiratorially, “I will need you to distract them until Shouta lowers his guard so I can sneak upon him. Hizashi would never pass up an opportunity to tickle him too, so you will be safe to run and get something useful for us to bribe them with, ok?” The younger gasped, quickly nodding. “Right. So, are you ready for your part of the plan, sidekick?”

 “YES!” Iida chomped the air, voice louder than he originally intended, but his squeal even louder as the other Iida squeezed his side before any hint of what they were talking about could be noticed by the two guests, who now were now much closer, I might say.

 “Now, now. It seems like a little listener here is excited for his so desired birthday tickles!!” Hizashi wiggled his fingers in his direction, meaneancily. “Oh! They grow up so fast! It feels like it was yesterday we would be playing heroes, and I, the most incredible villain LoudChaos would be defeated by Ingenium Junior and his vicious attacks of kicking his pillows at me!!” The blond pinched his cheek playfully, watching as the groan of his nephew dissolved in a determined look a few seconds later, energetic gestures following him.

 “You will never be able to crack me, villains. Not even with embarrassing memories from my childhood!”

 “I don’t know, I think those times when we had to buy at least three copies of your favorite plushie because otherwise you wouldn’t let us wash the original was pretty- ack! Hey, hey!” Tensei snickered as he tried to dodge from Tenya’s warning kicks, “I was kidding! I was kidding!”

 “Want me to hold him?” Aizawa asked nonchalantly, a small quirk of his mouth showing his amusement about the whole situation. At Tensei's affirmative nod he held the younger’s arms above his head, briefly messing with his neat combed hair before smirking. “Congrats for being twelve years next to death, brat.”

 Tenya deadpanned at him.

 “Ooh, right, twelve!!” Hizashi’s fingers were teasingly getting closer, slowly and then even slowlier, almost touching a spot before pretending to launch at others, resulting in kicks and muffled shrieks from the younger one. “You know what that means, right, Shou?”

 “Yes. We will have to tickle him for twelve entire years.”

 “Aw, such a pity.”

 “No! Lies! That is incorrect!”

 “Is that so, not-so-little listener? What should we do then?”

 “According to your rather silly and foolery tradition you should tickle me for twelve entire minutes. One minute for each year.”

 Aizawa and Yamada shared a look, Tensei holding his chuckles and tears in the background. His brother was just way too much precious.

 “We should what?” Shouta questioned with a voice completely devoid of emotion, maybe that is why Tenya felt the answer slip away from his lips easily even before he could register the potential trap.

 “Tickle me!”

 “Well,” Hizashi attacked, skilled fingers tickling and tickling and tickling every spot they could research. “If you insist.”

 There were fingers dancing on his ribs and poking his stomach as a maddening prodding began to be delivered on his sides and even a squeeze found its way to his knee. A much more lazy, almost unbearably light touch drew shapes on his neck, scribbling lightly and softly to his ears and then all the way back to his collarbone, going from one side to another, over and over again.

 “Coothie coothie coo, little listener!!” His loud laughter, intertwined with squeaks, yelps and guffaws due the mix between all the soft and energetic tickles, almost made the teasing disappear. Key word: Almost. “Have a tickle, tickle here!” He shook his head, trying to dislodge the fingers on his neck. “And tickle, tickle, tickle there!” Spidering on his shoulder blades made him squirm more. “Have all the tickles, tickly tickles everywhere!!”

 “YOHOHOHOU WILL NOT DEFEHEHEAT ME!” Tenya’s smile was almost taking over his entire face, chuckles and giggles spilling freely from him. Yet, - he decided, - he has an important part of the plan and would not lose easily! That was the only reason why he continued firm on his position, figuratively laughing his head out, and definitely not because of how their attention and silliness made him feel happy, safe and loved.

 “Of course not.” Shouta paused for a few pieces of seconds, checking his phone. “You still have five minutes left. I am sure you will agree to a defeat, eventually.”

 “Nehehever!” Iida did his best to shout, quick, airy snickers floating in the air when Yamada decided to give him a break, leaving only Shouta’s torment to keep the other smiling.

 “Hey, hey, hey, little listener!” Tenya knew this tune. He knew that when Uncle Hizashi used that he was planning something. His smile became wobblier and he refused to open his eyes. “Come on, don’t let me hang on here! Look at me, pleaaase?”

 The boy just shook his head, eyes still firmly closed.

 “Shoouuu, he doesn’t want to see the big, great, amazing surprise I have for him! That is not fair.”

 “He is smart. It’s not his fault for your lack of charisma.”

 “Gaaasp! You wound me! Friendship ended with Ereaserhead, now my new best friend is Tensei!”

 A pause.

 “Buuuut, the vacancy is still open if maybe, just maaaybe,” A wiggly finger tickled under his chin, a snort flew in the air, “a clever teenager with a cute laughter and blue hair decides to open his eyes…”

 “Yohohou will not crahack me!”

 “Please,” Poke, “Please, please, pleasepleaseplease!” Poke, poke, pokepokepoke-

 “Stop!” And then he finally opened his eyes, finding a very smiley Hizashi in front of him, making a silly face. He half groaned and half giggled, the former action only due Aizawa’s tickles, of course.

 “Aw, you didn’t find it funny?” The blonde crossed his arms, pretending to think about his next move. “Donut worry, then! I know something that will make you laugh!!”

 And then, in a blink of an eye, he blew a gigantic raspberry on his tummy.

 In the exact moment Tenya’s loud, uncontrollable, squeaky belly laughter exploded, Aizawa let go of his arms, a surprised, sharp snorts coming out as Tensei hugged him from behind, his hands being quick to attack his unprotect armpits, low muffled squeals and rumbling chuckles beginning to float in the air.

 Tenya fell on his knees, hugging his stomach and tittering non stop as Yamada tenderly ruffled his hair, giving the boy’s cheeks another gentle pinch before getting his attention captured by his best friend’s tickled laughter, his wicked grin making another appearance.

 “Is it already Tickle Shouta hours??” He cracked and wiggled his fingers, making a whole show of getting prepared, crackling in delight as the black haired adult laughed harder at the silliness, laying completely limp on Ingenium’s embrace, face starting to be colored by a light red, legs kicking and a hand hiding his mouth, even if the corner of his smile was still clearly visible.

 And, as Iida laid on the cold floor, rarefied giggles escaping from time to time, as new laughter and teases filled the room, he thought that he actually didn’t mind that much that such foolery, silly tradition had wormed its way in their family.