#amajiki tamaki fanfic

[gojou-violin]

catch your breath

| pairing: tamaki amajiki x gn!yandere!reader

| warnings: 18+ MDNI. dead dove do not eat. breath play. drowning play. overstimulation. edging. multiple orgasms. begging. consensual yandere behavior.

| summary: tamaki reserving a private onsen for your anniversary probably wasn't his brightest idea.

| wc: 2.8k

| taglist: @laraleafs , @alkr-67 , @worshipmevenus , @aylitgirl , @ifeelsofilthy , @preciousamethyst , @justanotherpasserby , @lyteatus , @its-makonom , @unknownspecies , @diorsbrando , @thisbicc , @bakugosgorl , @saccharine-darlin , @1-800-movha , @tylerthecreatorswife , @nc-vb , @mysicklove , @archer-fb , @bedheadloser , @your-caffeinated-bitch , @svinxie

It was warm… It felt inviting, honestly. The last time you’d gotten the chance to relax so nicely was over winter when Tamaki surprised you with a trip to a cabin up in the mountains so that you two could share your first white Christmas together. In the middle of the summer, though, you thought that going to an onsen for your anniversary wasn’t exactly the best idea; but Tamaki convinced you because he found a cute, secluded ryokan for the two of you to stay at for the week, and the plus to the reservation was that it came with the private onsen that you didn’t have to use if you didn’t want to, but he certainly wanted to. He loved long baths. With how much he worked, stressing himself out and tiring his body, it was no surprise that he took those quiet evenings in the water to relax with you while recovering from his long days— So how could you deny him a whole week of sleeping all day and slipping into the onsen whenever he wanted? Once he got in, you knew you had to join him. The water was warm— But not so hot that you were dying in the summer; and the scents from the candles made Tamaki melt in your arms.

You kissed his cheek as you wrapped your arms around him so that his back was pressed tightly against your chest. “Feeling better, baby?”

He nodded with a happy hum.

“I’m glad.”

Ten minutes of holding him, running your hands through his hair, and tickling his sensitive chest and stomach was all it took before he started unknowingly grinding upwards in search of your hands on his growing erection. The second you gave in, he was a goner. Tamaki went stiff and his eyes were wide open, his fingers digging into your thighs in the water. Come on… It was your anniversary, and he’d gone all out, spending so much of his hard earned Pro Hero money on taking you out to the middle of nowhere so that you had all the privacy in the world… How could you not use him? He was laying in your arms— He looked so fucking adorable and innocent. Oh, how you could die of happiness whenever he blushed. The second he felt you take his entire length in the palm of your hand, he got so embarrassed his cheeks turned a bright red, and he tried so hard to hide his face from you so that you couldn’t make fun of him for it like you always did; but you knew him better than anyone else. He knew that you loved how shy he was and how easily you were able to corrupt him. Meanwhile, you loved that he tried to keep how much he loved your teasing and torture a secret from you. His body just always betrayed him. If you asked if he liked being degraded, he would shake his head, yet his body would quake and he’d beg you to fuck him harder. If you asked if he liked the painful clamps and floggers, he’d insist that he could never enjoy something like that, yet every time you had him tied up with his skin beet red, he was as hard as a rock. Your cute little Tamaki.

“Please,” he begged quietly, “I’m close.”

You bit on his ear lobe. “That’s not how you ask for permission, dumb boy.”

“Please, please, please let me cum.”

“No.”

He hunched forward while you continued to jerk him off despite the fact that he hadn’t been given permission to cum. You wanted him to hold it back like a good boy. You’d trained him well enough to listen to you, now the two of you were on the most difficult part of making him the perfect sub: Actually getting him to cooperate. What he wanted vs. what his body did were always two different things. He so badly wanted to obey every single one of your orders, but the pleasure was too good, you knew it. Maybe it was cruel of you to do it on your anniversary, but you couldn’t help but force him to cum.

Poor thing tried his absolute best. His fingernails were digging harder into your thighs, his head was thrown back against your shoulder so that he could stare at the ceiling to focus on literally anything besides your touch, and his hips were squirming like crazy in the water in an attempt to get away from you before he could break your biggest rule: No cumming without permission.

“Stop, stop— Stop— Fuck— I’m cumming— No, no, no, stop—”

“Don’t cum.”

Before you could even really stop him, Tamaki lifted his hips out of the water suddenly as he came with a loud, pathetic whimper that made you nearly faint with happiness.

“Bad boy,” you huffed as you stopped touching him, his cock visibly throbbing at the neglect. “You got the bath all dirty. How are you gonna explain this to the staff?”

He couldn’t reply, he was too flustered.

You grabbed his chin roughly so that he was forced to look at you over his shoulder. “Are you so dumbed-out already that you can’t answer my questions?”

There wasn’t a single thought behind those eyes and flushed face. Poor thing. He didn’t want to cum, you could see the regret flooding him as the euphoria from his orgasm slowly washed away. He wanted to be good for you. He was your good boy. You were just so mean sometimes, and it was all on purpose of course because now that he’d broken your most important rule, you had every excuse to punish him.

Slowly, you wiped his long hair out of his face. “You know what I have to do now, don’t you?”

He pouted. “I’m sorry—”

“I know, baby. Do me a favor?”

He nodded.

“Tap my leg if I go too far?”

His eyes widened. Before he could react, you got a good grip in his hair so that you could push him forward until his head was dunked under the water. Tamaki’s hands grabbed your thighs, but he didn’t tap out. The water splashed around a bit as he fought back and you simultaneously adjusted to sit on your knees so that you had a better angle to keep him down until you were content. After counting to five, you lifted him up. He panted, trying to catch his breath frantically while you wiped his wet hair out of his face so that he could see you as something to ground himself back to reality.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, hmm? I could be a lot worse, you know that.”

Tamaki pouted at you, “I’m sorry—”

You’d heard it before, so you decided to dunk him back down. Again, he fought you, but you didn’t let up until ten seconds had gone by. After he was back up to catch his breath, you used your free hand to reach between his legs.

“Still sensitive down here from the orgasm you weren’t allowed to have?”

Sure enough, he was semi-hard, and the second you began jerking him for a second time, Tamaki made an attempt to pull your hand out of his hair and away from his cock so that he could escape you— Stupid boy, he wasn’t going anywhere.

“Deep breath for me.”

He didn’t have time to realize what you said. You pushed him back under the water for another ten seconds. In the past, when the two of you had fucked around like this, he was able to go for about a minute— Something about his old days of hero training that had him ready for it— so you were only just getting started. If he wanted you to stop, he would’ve warned you the first time you put him under the water. He would never in a million years admit it, but he liked this. He liked that he had to give up all control to you and your sadistic punishments because they got him off, yeah, but also because he trusted you to take care of him. You weren’t going to hurt him. Nothing bad was going to happen while your hand was in his hair to pull him back up to the surface where you’d give him time to recuperate.

“You sure you’re sorry?” you asked, palming his sensitive tip.

“Stop— Stop— Too much—”

“Tap my leg then.”

When he didn’t, you continued to torture him until he was surely hard again. Twenty seconds under the water. You waited and waited for a tap, but nothing came, so you smiled. He was just as much a masochist as you were a sadist. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, you loved him more than anything in the whole world.

“You’re up to twenty seconds now, darling boy,” you praised him once he came back up.

He slumped against you completely, even ignoring how fast you were getting him off. All of his focus was on his breath and trying not to cum at the same time.

“The first thing we agreed on when we started dating was that I’m the one who gets to decide when and how you cum. Do you remember that?”

He nodded shyly.

“So why’d you cum?”

“Y-y-you—” He hiccuped. “You did it… did it on pur… purpose…”

“Are you talking back to me?”

“No—”

You pushed him under for twenty-five seconds.

“I’m gonna cum,” he warned you the second he was out of the water.

Just as soon as he said it, you pulled your hand away, watching as his entire body twitched in reaction to the harsh edge. You cooed at him sweetly. He was a breathless mess between the water play and the edging, so you gave him another few seconds to bounce back as you kissed his neck and pinched his nipples. He melted into you so quickly. It was like he forgot what you were doing to him because you were suddenly being so kind and caring.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

Tamaki got smart this time around. The second he felt you tightening your grip in his hair, he took a deep breath right before he was pushed under the water. Since you weren’t able to catch him off guard, it meant that he could go longer like he always did at home whenever you had him bent over the edge of the tub while you were fucking into him; or when you two were in bed and you had your hands wrapped around his neck. You dared to leave him there for forty-five seconds. Towards the end, his chest started moving, like he was trying his best not to open his mouth to let any water in.

“Hold it… You can do it… Come on, baby…”

Though he likely couldn’t have heard you underwater and with all the splashing going on, you were cheering him on to make it the entire forty-five seconds.

“Good boy…”

He gasped deeply when he sat up straight. “C-c-cumming—”

“Don’t you dare.”

He squeezed his eyes shut tight after you pulled your hand away for the second edge that nearly made him lose it altogether. “Meanie.”

“Deep breath, baby, ‘cause you get a minute for that.”

“No, wait—”

It wasn’t a full minute, to be fair. Counting in your head meant that you went faster than the clock on the wall, even though you could have obeyed by the clicking seconds if you wanted to. What should have been a minute was still more like forty seconds— But Tamaki couldn’t tell the difference while fighting to resurface the entire time. Ten seconds? Thirty seconds? Five fucking minutes? Who could tell the difference when they had someone preventing them from breathing and simultaneously edging them as a cruel punishment for something they had no control over in the first place? If it had been anyone other than Tamaki in that onsen with you, you probably never would have gotten away with kinky shit like this. Not in a million years. But the fact that it was Tamaki of all people made it that much better.

“Such a good boy for me,” you cooed in his ear once he was done. “What’ve you learned?”

“N-no—” He hiccuped again. “No t-t-talking ba-back…”

“And?”

“No cum… No cumming…”

You nodded. “See? You’re such a smart boy!” You patted him on the head so that his hair could have a break from all the pulling. “And who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“And what about your orgasms?”

“They're yours…”

You chuckled wickedly, biting down on his earlobe. “Good boy.” You swiped your thumb over his tip. “If you can do a full minute, I’ll let you cum. Think you can do that?”

He nodded eagerly.

“What do you do if it’s too much?”

“Tap your leg.”

“Oh, my smart boy, you’re such a good listener.”

All the praise was getting to his head after being tortured and degraded the entire time. He was a bright color of red that had nothing to do with the fact that he was still trying to catch his breath a bit— It had everything to do with the fact that he was madly in love with the way you complimented him, even though you were really just being condescending.

“One minute. Deep breath in for me…”

He inhaled deeply.

“And out…”

His chest fell as he exhaled.

“Hold it.”

And then you pushed him back under, this time watching the clock carefully for the minute mark. Tamaki was trying his best to hold still so that he didn’t waste any energy on his futile attempts to stop you, because all of his focus had to be on holding his breath for the full minute. Making it up to you was all he wanted. If taking the whole minute meant that he could get your permission to solve the whole issue, he was going to fight like hell to make it happen.

“Three… two… one…”

There wasn’t a single struggle out of him, not a pant out of him, not a thrash, not a tap on your thigh. He was still squeezing on tight which was the only way you knew that he hadn’t passed out; He was just so focused down there and wasn’t keeping track of the time that he thought he still had longer to go. Could he really do it? Fuck, you were gonna be so proud of him if he could. So to reward him for it, you ran your hand up and down his length as fast as you could while occasionally stopping to play with his tip. Whenever Tamaki got close to cumming, you could tell by the way his whole body would react. He’d get stiff, his toes would curl, his legs would go straight, and he would cling onto for dear life. Still underwater, you saw Tamaki get right at the edge, and the panic settled in.

You pulled him up briefly to say, “Cum for me,” right before you pushed him back under.

Part of him was trying his best to fight you now that he didn’t have to focus on surviving the entire minute, and the fact that you’d hardly given him any break; but his body was betraying him again by going as stiff as a board right when his orgasm hit.

There was a tap on your leg that made you let go of his hair and grab him by the chest instead as you lifted him upright so that he could rest against your chest.

“Breathe. I’m here.” You went to hug him, but he grabbed your hand to force you to keep jerking him off. In fact, you didn’t move at all, Tamaki simply held onto your wrist for dear life while moving you the way he wanted. “You want a third one?”

He nodded as desperately as humanly possible.

“Cum for me, my sweet boy. You deserve it.”

Tamaki moaned your name as another orgasm hit him hard, sending his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “T-thank you— Fuck— Thank you…”

His body jolted a couple of times as you slowly stopped touching him, bringing your hands up to his face to keep his hair out of it. The way he put all of his body weight on you, you knew that there was no chance he was walking out of that onsen by himself within the next few minutes.

“You were so good for me, Aki.”

He whimpered at the nickname— One that only you were allowed to call him.

“I’m so, so proud of you.”

He stretched to turn slightly so that he could kiss you weakly. “I love you,” he mumbled against your lips.

You pushed him away gently. “Catch your breath.”

He slumped, inhaling deeply as his eyes shut again so that he could rest.

Maybe the two of you could make trips to private onsens a more common occurrence if this was going to happen.

[tired-teacher-blog]

Hello teach 🌺💙

Can I request First time having sex with Izuku, Shoto, Katsuki, Dabi and Tamaki ( separately 😂 ) but it's their real personality ( insecurities, shyness... )

I always read people making things far away from the real character and sometimes I'm like 😐

No pressure I know you're the best 🥰

This was such a cute request to work on, so I hope you enjoy my input sweetie ❤️

First time

Characters : Bakugo/ Izuku/ Shouto/ Dabi/ Tamaki/ Fem reader

Genre/ Warning : Established relationship/ Smut/ NSFW/ 18+/ Vaginal sex/ squirting (in Izuku's part)/ cock warming -kinda- (in Shouto's part)

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

Bakugo :

He kissed you again, groaning against your lips as his fully erect cock grazed your thigh.

He has been waiting for so long to finally have you spread out underneath him, moaning his name as he pushes himself deep into your heat..

Sweat beads appeared upon his flushed chest and arms as he caged you between them, and his piercing eyes stared lustfully at your longing form.

You were anxious –extremely so– it was your first time together like that after all. However, you could sense a hint of nervousness in his usually smug demeanor as well, and you wondered if it was just a figment of your imagination.. until he spoke.

_ "Don't worry babe, I promise I'll be gentle."

You knew about that deeply hidden soft side of him, the one that makes your heart skip a beat everytime it shows, "I know you will Katsuki."

You gasped when he finally breached your fluttering entrance, digging your nails in his shoulders as he immediately started moving within you.

His sensual kisses distracted you from the inevitable discomfort of the first few thrusts, and those big warm hands caressing your thighs delicately, gave you the needed comfort to leave your anxieties behind.

_ "You feel so good around me babe, fuck, tell me how you're feeling." he groaned against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

_ "It feels amazing! Yes, keep going.. just like that." you shamelessly begged as your brain turned into mush with every slow stroke of his veiny shaft against your longing walls, and his heart swelled with pride knowing that he was pleasuring you the way you deserved.

He leaned back, kneeling in front of you while his hands moved to grab your sides, and thumbs caressed your skin reassuringly as he kept a steady pace.

The new position drove you wild, was it because you were given a clearer view of his godly flexing muscles? Or was it that he was hitting a spot within you that had you seeing stars? Either way, you weren't going to last much longer.

_ "I'm close.. Katsuki.. I'm cumming." you announced, desperately clawing at his arms and squealing when he picked you up and cradled your butt cheeks so he could upthrust into you while you collapsed against his chest.

_ "Don't hold back babe, I'm close too." his growls filled your senses and his pulsating cock drove you over the edge soon after, your walls squeezing hard before creaming around his shaft.

Your fingers tugged on his hair weakly as your mind slowly cleared up, he pushed himself deeper into you a few more times before pulling out of your glistening cunt and releasing his pearly seeds all over the bedsheets.

It took you both a moment to recover, and you almost lost consciousness in his arms if not for that deep voice you loved so much, "are you feeling alright princess?"

_ "I am.. s' good.. love you s' much.." you mumbled quietly but he heard it all, smiling tenderly as he placed you gently on the bed and whispered a soft: "I love you too baby girl," before moving to run you both a relaxing bath.

Izuku :

_ "Is.. is this okay? Are you really sure.. about this?" he nervously asked as you finished removing the last article of clothing separating you from one another.

_ "Relax Izuku, you're too tense." you giggled softly before pecking his lips and straddling his waist.

You have been dating the pro hero for a few months, but your intimate times had never gone beyond the usual intense make out sessions, and his shy and reserved nature is mainly why.

_ "We've already got this far, I mean look how hard you are." you admired the huge cock you could barely wrap your fingers around, and wondered if it would actually fit inside you.

His only response was a strangled whimper and a tighter hold on your waist, and you chose to interpret that as an approval to carry on.

You steadied yourself on your knees, positioning your pussy right above his pulsating shaft and looking into his eyes one more time before lowering yourself oh-so-slowly.

Your legs trembled beneath you, almost losing control over your body if not for two strong arms holding you steady and helping you carry out your task, "I got you gorgeous."

Where did that come from? Where did his bashfulness go and when did he manage to take control?

You were no longer in charge of your movements, nor were you about to set the pace like you thought you would.

_ "Just relax, I'll do it." his big calloused hands moved to cup your bum, squeezing your flesh and lifting you up with ease before slamming you back down on his cock.

_ "Izuku! too deep!" your eyes widened and your nails sunk into his arms as you tried to regulate your breathing.

_ "Oh! I'm.. I'm so sorry sweetheart, did I hurt you?" he blinked innocently, fear evident in his voice as he froze for a moment.

_ "No, don't worry I was just.. surprised," amazing how that sweet side of him reappeared as soon as your well-being was called into question, and you couldn't help but smile as you thought of it, "let's keep going Izuku, I'm all yours to claim."

His blush deepened and his hold tightened on your buttocks, but his eyes held a determination that made your heart skip a beat. He lifted you up again, leaving only his tip inside, and you squeezed your eyes shut in anticipation of another brutal thrust that never came, because instead, he lowered you slowly, making sure you could feel him thoroughly, repeating the action again and again and again until your moans were the only thing that could be heard.

You wanted his lips on you, but you couldn't for the life of you formulate a single word, settling for a longing gaze that he -fortunately- understood.

He smiled sweetly pecking your forehead first and moving to your scrunched up nose next before grazing his lips against yours and capturing them in a heated kiss, all the while bouncing you on top of him.

It was intense, passionate, the way he moved inside of you mixed with his breathtaking kisses drove you wild, and you knew you wouldn't last much longer if he kept it up, and judging by how erratic and sloppy his movements became, you knew he was too close as well.

His lips left yours and spread wet pecks along your neck, moving further down until they reached your bouncy breasts, taking one teat into his mouth and sucking gently before moving to the other.

And that did it for you, "Izuku! I'm cumming I'm cumming!" your moans turned into cries as you tensed up around him, trembling uncontrollably before gushing all over his abdomen.

The stream of your juices kept flowing with each snap of his hips, and you were too lightheaded to feel embarrassment at that point.

_ "Amazing, look at this I'm drenched.. you're going to make me cum sweetheart." he growled as he bounced you a few more times on top of him until the waves of pleasure had passed and you finally relaxed in his hold, and that was when he pulled out of you, pumping his length and releasing his seeds on the messy bed sheets underneath you.

_ "I'm sorry Izuku, I made a mess.." you mumbled quietly against his shoulder as shame washed over you, your first time together and this happens?!

_ "What are you talking about beautiful? That was so sexy and to be honest.. I can't wait to make you do that again." he responded cheekily as a gentle chuckle escaped his throat.

Shouto :

_ "Is this okay? I won't move until you tell me love, so take all the time you need." he sounded strained, holding you from behind and resisting the urge to start moving his hips as you both laid on your sides.

_ "Yes, this is fine, I'm okay." you responded quietly, sheepishness taking over your being.

He had you stretched out around his shaft oh-so-perfectly, and you thanked the heavens you weren't facing him at that moment.

It was your first time with the pro hero after all, something you hesitantly suggested earlier in the evening and to which he enthusiastically agreed upon.

His warm breath tickled your nape and his big protective arms squeezed you between them, "is this position comfortable enough?" he truly wanted your first time with him to be enjoyable, he had been waiting for that moment to come for a long time.

_ "Yes, this feels good." you placed your hands over his arms and shifted your hips a bit in order to get more comfy, but the action drove him deeper into your pussy and he instantly growled as a response.

You wanted him to start moving already, your walls desperately clutching onto him and you knew it must have been as hard for him to settle as it was for you, but you were too embarrassed to ask.

His lips caressed your shoulders, and his hot breath fanned over your skin as he trailed soft feathery kisses on your quivering flesh.

His hand brushed against your tummy, gliding along your luscious curves and resting on your thigh.

You couldn't speak, your lip caught between your teeth to prevent the whines threatening to slip out, and decided to let your body take control instead as you rocked your hips against his, and hoped he would take the hint.

_ "Y/n, can I?" he breathed out between soft kisses and you nodded weakly, feeling the curve of his lips against your nape, and finally allowing his name to escape your throat when he started moving within you.

He was gentle the whole time, knowing how much courage it must've taken for you to be this intimate with him, and wanting you to enjoy it thoroughly because you deserve to be treated well.

_ "How are you feeling princess?" he barely managed to keep his voice stable, as your gummy walls hugged his cock tightly.

_ "I'm.. 'm feeling good.. so good.. Shouto keep going.."

Your confidence went up and so did your bravery, nails digging into his arms as he kept a steady pace.

_ "That's good to know gorgeous, damnit.. I'm going mad." he wrapped an arm around your thigh, lifting it up so he could fuck you even deeper, a move that drove you both wild.

His smooth head kissed your cervix repeatedly, and it would have been overwhelming if his movements weren't gentle.

His other hand slipped between your legs to fondle your sensitive clit, and you gasped knowing that you wouldn't last long after that, "Shouto! Wait wait! If you keep doing that.." you couldn't finish speaking as your words turned into whines.

_ "I know beautiful, I'm so close too, let's finish together." his thrusts quickened and his lips moved eagerly along your skin, sucking a perfect red mark right behind your ear.

You opened your mouth to announce your upcoming orgasm, but no meaningful words have left you, only a loud moan along with his name as you tensed up and spasmed uncontrollably in his arms.

He pulled out immediately, tapping his cock against your bum before spurting all over your back while his fingers still played with your clit until you finally settled.

He squeezed your shaky form tighter, breathing heavily and showering your soft skin with even softer kisses before moving you gently so you were finally facing him.

_ "Hi princess, how was it? Are you feeling any discomfort?" he whispered his query before running his thumb over your parted lips and kissing you deeply.

_ "It was perfect." you mumbled shyly as you averted your gaze, the night's activities playing again in your head.

_ "It was perfect for me as well, I love you y/n."

Dabi :

Your back hit the wall behind you, and before you could voice your protest, a pair of needy lips claimed yours.

It was your fault really, how else did you expect him to react after giving him the green light at long last?

Your shirt was torn to shreds, and so was your cute little skirt, and if you thought he would treat you gently just because this was your first time with him, then you've got another thing coming.

He's never been known to be a softy after all, and his way of manifesting his lust for you is enough proof.

_ "You look so fucking sexy," his lips latched onto your neck, sucking and nibbling on your warm skin while his fingers sneaked under the trim of your panties, "uh-oh, what do we have here? eager already are we?" his teasing continued and without a warning whatsoever, he slipped two fingers into your wet quivering cunt at once, pumping them slowly and watching with amazement as your pussy swallowed his digits greedily.

_ "Touya please.." you didn't need to word it clearly as he understood what you wanted, pulling his coated fingers out and smirking while admiring the sheen covering them.

_ "I got it doll, now hold on to me alright?" he cooed before picking you up and pushing your back against the wall again, wasting no time thrusting himself into your welcoming heat.

_ "Touya, not too fast please!" your whimpers filled his dark empty room, and as loud as you cried out, he chose to ignore your desperate request.

_ "You feel so fucking good y/n, why did we wait this long to do it?" he growled between each deep thrust delivered straight to your cervix.

His pace was unforgivably fast, hitting you right where you wanted and soon, you started slurring your pleas for him to keep going "just like that".

You looked dashing to him; heavy lust filled eyes, flushed skin, messy hair, desperate clutches on his shoulders, and his name falling from your parted lips seductively each time he was buried deep into your cunt.

He cursed under his breath, but it was mainly directed at his own regret for not taking you much sooner.

Honestly speaking, intimate relationships and sexual desires have never been among his interests or priorities until you came along, and voicing your consent was all he needed to hear after long weeks of imagining how it would be like to finally have you.

_ "The real thing is even better." he admitted with a smirk, leaning in to lick the string of saliva escaping your abused swollen lips before capturing them yet again in a passionate kiss.

It was intense, nothing like you've ever experienced before with any of your previous partners. His strength, his stamina, his familiarity with your needs, all of it was driving you nuts, "Touya, oh god! I'm cumming!" you broke the kiss to voice your announcement.

_ "Oh yeah? Go ahead then, let me see you lose control gorgeous." he was obviously nearing his own release as his thrusts became erratic, but he wanted to hold on a bit longer until you crumble in his hold.. and you finally did, spasming violently while struggling to form a coherent thought and almost passing out with an overwhelming pleasure.

He fucked you some more until he reached his own high, pulling out and shooting his sperm all over your belly, "we should do this again soon gorgeous." he requested heavily and you nodded weakly, smiling against the crook of his neck.

Little did you know, the 'soon' he referred to was only a few minutes away, and your first time together was just the beginning of a passionate night.

Tamaki :

_ "I.. I don't know.. this is embarrassing!" he covered his face with both hands as you lowered his boxers and revealed his rock hard cock.

_ "Well, seems to me like your body is more honest than your words." you giggled softly, taking his thick shaft in one hand while using the other one to fondle your own heat.

You lowered your head, eyes studying his trembling body as you took him in your mouth.

You hummed around his throbbing cock, eyes widening with surprise when you felt a grip on your hair, "you're.. so warm," he whined through a clenched jaw, unconsciously bucking his hips and hitting the back of your throat.

You moved back immediately, coughing as you tried to catch your breath, and seeing you in that state freaked him out.

_ "Oh God! Sweetheart I'm so sorry! Look at me, are you okay?" he bolted upright and came closer to you, caressing your cheeks and apologizing non stop.

In all honesty, you were perfectly fine, but he looked adorable blinking in fear and checking to see if you were alright, so you decided to play along for a bit.

_ "Maybe I'll feel better after you kiss me." it was a joke that you thought would lighten up the mood, but what he did next left you in state of disbelief, as he actually leaned in and kissed you deeply.

You had no time to react to his brutal force, and next thing you knew, you were laying on your back with him on top, still kissing you.

_ "Are you.. feeling better?" his innocence is baffling -always has been- and it's one of the things that made you fall deeply in love with him.

_ "I am," you giggled softly, cradling his cheeks and pulling him in for another kiss, moaning as the smooth head of his raging cock touched your glistening cunt for the very first time in your life.

You rolled your hips against him, craving for more, and he tensed up feeling your heat.

One of your hands traveled down to caress his shaft, "can I.. is it okay?" your self esteem slipped away little by little as you anticipated his response, wondering if he didn't want to go any further..

He must've sensed your struggles, because a shy smile appeared on his face before you could finally feel him breaching your longing entrance.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck, whines stiffled against your skin as he started moving hesitantly at first.

_ "Yes baby you're doing so good.." you cooed breathlessly as you wrapped your arms around him while gently caressing his spine.

Your little gesture helped settling his nerves, and soon, he picked up the pace as his thrusts deepened, but his face remained tucked in your neck.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair, pulling gently everytime he hit that tingly spot within you, " Tamaki, kiss me, please.." you wanted his lips on yours, you needed to feel him everywhere in your being, and all you had to do was ask once as he instantly connected your lips in a passionate kiss that took you off guard at first.

His thrusts quickened and you wondered if it was unintentional or if he was as close to climaxing as you were, but you assumed the latter judging by the twitch in his cock and the groans against your lips.

_ "Faster! Tamaki please don't hold back!" you tilted your head back and begged to be fucked harder, crying out his name when he did as you asked.

_ "Y/n, I think I'm gonna.." his lips were back on your neck, nibbling softly on your skin while rutting into you mercilessly.

_ "Me too honey! I'm cumming!" you wrapped your legs around his waist and dug your nails in his back as you finally reached your blissful high.

You trembled beneath him and he fucked you throughout your orgasm until he reached his own, pulling out last second and releasing his pearly seeds on your tummy before relaxing on top of your spent body.

You held him tighter, smiling satisfyingly and almost drifting off if not for a trail of soft kisses against your heaving chest, "I really.. I liked it.. so much.." he mumbled quietly and it was the cutest thing.

_ "Me too sweetheart," you whispered back and sighed in satisfaction as his arms sneaked around your waist and squeezed you between them.

@moumouton4

[fanficriter]

BNHA SMAU

Calling the BNHA Boys Bro

Characters: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tamaki Amajiki

Fem Reader

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Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugou

Shoto Todoroki

Ejiro Kirishima

Denki Kaminari

Tamaki Amajiki

[kiyoobi]

we all are small particles holding very tightly together in a very large universe • pt 1

Soulmates are given to every child when they turn five through their dreams. You were never assigned one. Growing up and coming to terms with never having a soulmate, you find another Tamaki with a similar fate and become happily engaged. What happens when you start to dream of an old classmate though, his ruby eyes and caramel scent haunting you in and out of your dreams?

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-(-)-

It’s him.

Your eyes meet his and you remember it all.The folds of his school uniform from years ago. His blonde hair in the wind as he blasts his way through the air, racing to be the first pro-hero on site. He stands there, watching you go through the motions. Watching you unsure of yourself, palm over your heart as it aches for him. You step forward, not sure if you’re making the choice to walk towards him or if your heart is still the one in control.

He watches with a careful expression, as if he’s known for years that he’s been the one. He watches as if he’s been waiting. Waiting for your eyes, once clouded, to look into his vermilion ones and see for yourself who he is.

Katsuki, your voice is barely above a whisper and there’s tears starting to sprout from your eyes.

His eyebrows furrow, as if he can’t tell if you’re relieved or questioning the weight of his name on your tongue.

You hold out your hand, outstretched fingers aching to brush his skin.

You okay? The palms of his hands are warm as they hold yours, and for the first time in forever,

you tell the truth.

-(-)-

The room is still dark despite the streaks of light filtering through the blinds. Your mind is foggy, the remnants of your dream withering away with each second. You blink back tears, unsure of what it was you were dreaming about now that you’ve started to wake up. Still half asleep, you mistake the man in your arms for blankets and pillows until he starts to stir awake. For a brief second, a scary moment, you forget who he is and why he’s in your bed.

“Tamaki,” you whisper. You didn’t mean to say this out loud yet he groans in reply, mistaking your answer to your own question for a greeting. “G’morning.”

“Mm,” he hums. Your arms squeeze tight around his shoulders and now that your eyes have adjusted to the dark, you can finally make out his indigo bedhead against your pillows. “Mornin’.”

You smile, ignoring the strange sadness settling inside your belly. “When did you get in? You were still working when I went to bed last night.”

Tamaki doesn’t answer for a moment and you think he’s fallen asleep until he turns onto his back. People mistake him for being thin, wiry. Yet you can feel the ropes of muscle in his arms as he pulls you in close by your waist, you can feel his broad chest and his stocky build against your soft curves. His quirk revolves around food and he’s a damn good pro-hero, a prospective top 10 hero this year, of course he ain’t skinny.

“Three,” he replies. “Stay in bed.”

“The Clash is in full swing, Tama.” You joke but you curl into his warmth nonetheless, allowing yourself the few minutes of peace before you go into work. ‘The Clash’, meaning your conflicting schedules, happens at least three times a year. A few weeks of one of you having graveyard shifts while the other keeps to the normal day-time shifts for a pro-hero. He sleepily groans again, yet Tamaki loosens his arms around you.

“When’s your shift done?” His words slur, and it takes you a moment to comprehend his question before you answer.

“I’ll be going in by then,” Tamaki sighs.

You kiss his jaw, soft and clean shaven. He still shaved after his graveyard shift last night, knowing that you prefer the feeling of his skin smooth over the prickle of a five o’clock shadow, AM or otherwise.

“Should’ve gone to my agency instead of staying with Fatgum,” you tease. Tamaki never would’ve changed agencies, and he reaffirms that with a displeased hum. A soft giggle slips out from your lips and you roll your eyes.

Your agencies aren’t that far apart, yet it’s clear that Fatgum’s is far superior than the one you’ve started at a few weeks ago. Your manager nearly quit on you when you transferred, ignoring her pleas to move somewhere that’ll help you climb the ranks instead of plateau. You waved off the questions people threw, ignoring their confusion as to why you’d ever leave such a high ranking agency for a… mediocre one. He doesn’t put up much of a fight when you start to peel away from him, stuffing his face into your pillows as you fumble around the room. The apartment is quiet when you slip on your running shoes, you sling your work bag over your shoulders before you give one last quiet goodbye to your fiancé.

-(-)-

There’s a nagging feeling that you’ve forgotten something. All day you couldn’t shake it. All day your fingers drummed against every desk and flat surface, you bounced your legs on the balls of your feet until your coworkers threw heated glares in your direction. You ignore them now, you ignore their exasperated sighs as you continue to bounce your leg while you type away your paperwork. You chew the inside of your cheek, resting your chin in your hand as you scroll through the file one last time before submitting it for review. These arrests won’t help your rank, it won’t make you popular, they won’t even make it to the front page of the Esuha Daily News let alone the fourteenth page. But it’s a good day.

You’ve made good arrests today, all without casualty. You even meal planned your fucking lunch. So why the hell are you on edge?

Of course your arrests didn’t have casualties though, they didn’t even have injuries. You barely used your quirk today.

Did you even use your quirk today?

The highest activity your watch took track of was when you took a light jog back to your agency building after capturing a runaway purse snatcher. In fact, that was the first and only time you had to use your quirk. He thought running sporadically would throw you off your balance, and maybe it would’ve for a low ranking hero. In a split second you activated your quirk and he teleported right into your arms instead of turning the corner like he had planned. You’ve been working on this trick for months, teleporting objects or people in your place but catching them halfway. Meeting them in the middle. In seconds he was in handcuffs and you left it to the police to get him into custody. You jogged back to work for lunch.

The inside of your cheek starts to bleed as anxiety gnaws inside you. Whatever it was that you had forgotten, is probably gone forever. Irritated at the realization, you sigh and decide to burn off this extra energy with a walk around the building. Tamaki is probably getting dressed by now, stuffing his hero costume into his work bag right from the dryer. He’s got a terrible habit of not folding his clothes, you both do. It’s why you invested in a wrinkle releaser spray, and you hope he’s remembered it for tonight’s shift. Civilians recognize you still, you can’t help a sense of pride and relief when their eyes brighten at the sight of you. A child stops you from your anxiety-ridden walk for a quick autograph, begging you to show them your teleportation quirk before their parent bashfully drags them away.

Your hands twitch, begging to be useful and aching to be used again. You turn the opposite away and head back to the agency.

-(-)-

I cooked u dinner!, you text Tamaki, don’t forget it. it’ll help ur shift tonight :P

Your head bowed low as you stroll down the block, your shift just ending according to the time in your phone. It’s why you don’t see him, it’s why you feel the split second heat of his body prickles against you before you activate your quirk to avoid further disaster. He stumbles in your previous spot, his cheeks pale from nausea as he leans forward (usual symptoms of being teleported without warning).

“Watch where you’re fucking going,” he spits out before straightening up. An eerie sense of dejavú washes over you as you stare back at Dynamight. His eyes haven’t been painted with eyeliner yet, and he’s carrying a gym bag over his shoulders that’s most likely holding his costume.

“Right- sorry.” You let out a laugh, not sure why you’re feeling flustered. You have work to finish before going home, a few more files to mark as “important” even though they’re technically insignificant. You have a home to go to. But his eyes are still on you. And you can’t look away. You’ve forgotten something today, and it’s nagging at you even more now than ever.

His eyebrows furrow and he watches you carefully as your thoughts race. “Shadow Step,” he greets you curtly.

“Dynamight,” you nod and give him a polite smile. Your eyes cut to the athletic compression band on his left arm, surprised to even see a kind that begins from your shoulder and ends at your fingertips. “Are you going into a shift or coming from one?”

Bakugou looks you up and down for a moment before answering, “Coming from one.” There’s an awkward pause before he clears his throat. “You look like you’ve got a long night ahead of ya.” Yeah because you haven’t fucking done anything all day and you’re bored .

“Shift just ended actually,” you smile and look behind him towards the agency building.

“You okay?” Bakugou’s words snap your attention back to him, that feeling of dejavú even stronger now.

You both stare for a moment; you, deciding on telling the truth, and him patiently waiting for you to answer or just move along.

“Yeah,” you lie. You hurry back inside the building before he can reply. He used to call me Bambi, you distantly remember. You don’t know why your heart is still racing after seeing him again.

-(-)-

For the next week, it keeps happening.

You wake up with either tears in your eyes or the ghosts of one’s still on your cheeks. Yet whatever you dreamt of is long gone, no matter how much you try to cling to the memories. Until one morning it lingers, the feeling of his hair between your fingers and the warmth of his body against yours. The smell of caramel.

The realization settles slowly, until the weight of guilt is heavy against your bones.

“Fuck,” you mutter. Out of fear, you reach behind you only to feel a cold empty bed beside you. That’s right, Tamaki is on a plane to China for a mission. He’s not going to be back for another week. You stuff your face into the soft blankets, hoping that the smell of home will dampen the heavy caramel still filtering in your mind.

You’ve never even had a real conversation with Bakugou since… ever. With the exception of last week when you inexplicably ran into him, you always saw him in passing from your years at UA. Neither of you had spoken much, maybe paired against each other’s classes for training but other than that…

Today is your day off, you give yourself the luxury of staying in bed for just a little bit longer. The warmth in your chest from your dream is finally lifting, leaving you to breathe once again.

It meant nothing. Just a random dream.

But as your day continues, you can’t get rid of the thought of him.

Why weren’t you guys ever friends? Maybe because he was a major asshole who looked down at everyone like they were a piece of shit.

You snort, shaking the very idea out of your head until a memory springs forth.

Cherry blossoms were floating in the air and the weather just started to turn warmer. It was your third year, the excitement of graduating buzzed through all your classmates and it meant that you all had trouble concentrating on courses. You had gotten in trouble for doodling during the fire quirk safety course, and was forced to stay behind to clean the classroom all by yourself before heading back to your dorms.

You bumped into Katsuki right after, both of you stunned that another student was still around the school so late that neither of you said a word just yet.

“God, Bambi, you’d think that with your stupid quirk you wouldn’t bump into anyone,” he rolls his eyes.

“Fuck, I’m sorry-! Bambi?” You instantly retract your apology, glaring as he brushes you off.

“Yeah, Bambi. Baby deer who can barely fucking walk?” His stupid smirk makes you see red, especially when he starts to step away from you. I nstead of his heavy boot meeting the ground, his face does instead when you activate your quirk. The checkered tiles don’t match now since you’ve switched their spots, but you’re cackling too loudly to care. Just as you try to leave, Katsuki’s hand grabs your ankle and trips you. It’s too quick for you to even think to use your quirk, and the smack of the tile stings.

“What the- fuck you!” You turn and snarl, his annoying little sneering frustrates you more.

“Relax, tit for tat.” Bakugou towers over you, the same hand that tripped you is now offered to help you stand. Reluctantly you take it.

You both help pick up the other’s things, his papers that flew with perfect grades and messy drawings on the tests that you finished early on. It’s quiet between you both. To be honest you were feeling awkward, wondering if maybe you are just a lowly piece of shit as you stare at Bakugou’s perfect marks. You glance at him, not wanting him to catch you marveling at how absolutely genius he is, and find him with one of your essays in his hands. His thumb traces over a messy sketch of a face, the angles harsh and the eyes sharp, but the rest was a blur.

“Soulmate?” He grumbles, his red eyes looking up at yours and you feel your insides freeze at being caught.

“Uh, no. I don’t think so. I don’t think I have one,” you mumble and take the essay from him. Morbid curiosity takes over and you ask him the same.

“Yes,” his answer surprises you. Something in your belly flips, not wanting to know why exactly that upsets you.

You didn’t expect him to have one, not with his attitude and ego. It shouldn't be surprising that he has one, it’s rare for someone to be like you: one without a soulmate. Fated to be alone. By the age of five, right around the time a child has gotten their quirk, they start to dream of their soulmate. You’ve heard of soulmates meeting in sleep, talking and laughing and holding each other in dreams. Waking up knowing they’re out there, remembering every detail of them. You didn’t get these dreams. Maybe you saw people, indistinct faces. But everyone did.

“But how do you know they're your soulmate and not just a random person your brain made up? How do you know it’s not just chemicals?”

Your friends shrugged, a dopey smile on their faces as they imagined their future partners, “You just do.”

That wasn’t helpful.

“Oh,” you replied. “Congrats.” You wanted to reach out and fix his tie and a part of you yearned to run your hands through his hair and see if it truly feels as soft as it looks. Instead you stuffed your papers into your bookbag and stood, muttering an apology for tripping him.

Bakugou looks at you and nods, “It’s fine. I was being a dick.” The sun setting outside streamed through the glass wall and washed over his cheeks, his eyes are rubies in the sunlight. “See ya around, Bambi.”

You nodded, turning away before he could first.

Almost immediately, the feeling of warmth in your chest turns to guilt. A chill runs down your spine, prickling your skin with discomfort. It doesn’t matter. None of it matters.

You’re engaged. He has a soulmate.

None of it matters. You’re happy.

You’re happy. You’re happy. You’re happy. You’re happy.

You mutter this to yourself all day. You tap the words onto your lips with your pen as you fill out endless paperwork. Today you avoid going out on patrol, not wanting to bump into him again. Nearly every time you’ve gone on patrol, you see Katsuki,- Bakugou,- Dynamite . The screams of children as they swarm towards him would catch your attention, and of course the moment you glance towards the commotion you meet his gaze. Time stands still for just a millisecond, and the vague feeling you woke up with that moment would come back like dejavu. Or you’re getting lunch, rushing towards the food stand with the older auntie who loves to squeeze your cheeks and demand you eat more, when the smell of sugar lingers for a moment before disappearing. You hate how your heart races at the smell of sugar burning, you hate that you think of his soft blond hair and his eyes, only to see the treats being sold to the families passing through. All of your shifts are so sleepy, so goddamn boring, that you never noticed the stands selling sweets like American brittle or caramel dipped apples until now.

Caramel follows you everywhere now. Or maybe it’s always been there and you just haven’t noticed. So you decide to stay inside the office, at least until Tamaki gets back from his mission and you can feel like yourself again.

I’m happy. I’m happy. I’m happy.

You stare at the photo of Tamaki and you on your desk, doing everything you can to ignore the ghost smell of caramel determined to linger around you.

-(-)-

You train harder at night. You do everything to avoid sleeping and if you do pass out, you hope to not dream. You can’t take it, seeing him instead of Tamaki. As you go through the motions of hitting the punching bag, ignoring the way your body screams for you to take a break, you nearly miss Tamaki’s call.

“I haven’t heard from you,” his voice makes your chest tighten with guilt. “How was your day?”

The same. It’s always the same. You walk and catch the occasional kid who tries to steal a phone. You sit in your office and do the mind numbing paperwork that follows. Rinse. Repeat.

It’s always the same. You hardly use your quirk, you hardly use the special moves you worked so hard on back in your high school days.

You go home to an empty apartment and an empty bed, left wondering why the hell you aren’t doing more. You go home and eat a dinner you always make for yourself and wish for once that someone else can just do it for you. You lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, still brimming with energy and pent up rage, wondering why you are here. Longing for a home that doesn’t exist.

“It was fine,” you chug water in between breaths, the muscles in your arms quivering as you finally take a break.

“That’s nice,” his voice is sweet. You hate how annoyed you’re starting to feel about how compliant he is. There’s a long silence and you wonder when you both got so comfortable.

When did you get so comfortable? When did you stop trying? Why did you decide to settle for less?

That thought stops you cold. Settle for less? Did you mean your career or… Tamaki wasn’t less. He’s a good man, a brave hero, a loving partner. He took care of you. He takes care of you.

He’s never pushed you.

You both never fought, you were both so compliant.

But he loves you.

“I love you,” you say.

Tamaki keens out a shy noise, still not used to your affection even after all your years together and you smile. “I love you too.”

“I want to leave my agency,” you blurt out. “I hate it. It’s so boring.” Everything spills, the way you feel so useless each day, your dreams of being the best being swept away by his shadow, you tell Tamaki everything. Leaving out the smell of caramel that haunts you each morning.

Tamaki is quiet for a moment before responding, “We have a position.”

“You do?” You sit on the gym mat, wondering why you ever doubted your faithful fiancé, your ecstatic laughter rings through the training center.

“Yes,” Tamaki joins in on your laughter. “You’d have to start as a sidekick, really just think of it as the transition period before we get you to debut as a pro hero. But-,”

You can hear your blood rushing through your ear drums, flooding out whatever else Tamaki is saying. Start over? Can you do that, start from the beginning and rise up?

“We can even work together, it’d be- God, that’d be fantastic. I can see you more-,” Tamaki is getting excited, but all you can think of is how once again, you’ll just be overshadowed by the Suneater himself. You wonder if he can hear how hollow your voice sounds, when you tell him how great that’ll be.

A few days after the phone call at the training center, Tamaki tells you that his mission was extended and he won’t be home until the end of the month. You can’t sleep hours later after you told him goodnight, and decide to go on a run. The sound of your feet hitting the pavement helps drown out your thoughts. Lately you’ve been so preoccupied with transferring agencies as soon as Tamaki gets home, that you’ve almost forgotten your soulmate dilemma.

Almost.

You run faster to avoid thinking about it, about him. You’re totally not thinking about him, and you’re doing an excellent job not thinking about him that you run into the asshole.

“Fuck,” you barely feel the scrape on your knee before activating your quirk to save yourself. “Sorry, I-”

“You’d think that with your quirk, you wouldn’t bump into anyone, Bambi.” This time, it’s amusement and not annoyance that he says this sentence to you for a second time in your life. Kat- Dynamite holds out his hand, looking down at you with a faint smirk as you graciously take it. You activate it again, switching places so that you’re looking down at him instead.

“You’d think that with your attitude you’d be at the bottom of the popularity poll.” There’s no malice in your tone, and instead you find yourselves smiling at the other. You help him up easily before cleaning off yourself.

“You’re stronger than you look,” Bakugou compliments. Many thought that, and even had said that to you, and while most times it irks you, this time you feel pride.

“I’ve been training.” You stand taller.

“I’ve noticed.” It’s dark, but you swear the tips of his ears start to go red.

“Yeah?” You smile, and if anyone would’ve called it out, they might call it flirty. “Didn’t realize you’ve been watching.”

“Shaddup,” He laughs and crosses his arms, one still clad in the compression sleeve, the ropes of muscle more prominent in his chest and biceps. “Everyone has been noticing.”

“Really,” you cross your arms and grin. “Everyone?”

“Ever since Elf Ears fucked off on his mission, everyone has noticed you been trolling for night shifts.” He’s right of course, not that you’d freely admit to him. Your restless energy has boiled over and you’ve been picking up more shifts. Shamefully you’ve felt free.

“Not tonight, though.” Tap your shoes against the sidewalk, ready to run. Whatever confidence you had in front of him is fading quickly, and your head is dizzy with the scent of caramel and musk wafting from him.

“No.” Bakugou agrees, watching you carefully. “Not tonight.”

Electricity pulses through the space between you both, and you decide it’s time to end this interaction.

“You okay?” He asks again. The familiar pangs of distress and love floods into your chest and guilt starts to sting you at your core.

Yes. “No.”

“My shift just ended,” Bakugou says nonchalantly, shrugging. “Want to get a drink?”

No . “Yes.”

-(-)-

Drinks didn’t mean what you thought. You and Bakugou walked down the lamp lit streets in silence. A third person could walk between you both, you thought to yourself. You made sure to not pay any attention to his frame, you tried your best to not compare him to your fiancé. All day you haven’t heard from Tamaki, not that you expected him to contact you during a mission. But as you and Katsuki walk to get drinks, you realize it’s the first time in months that you haven’t been riddled with anxiety over your partner.

“This isn’t a bar,” you step through the tea shop and give Katsuki a passing look.

“Never said it was, Bambi.” Your heart flutters at the nickname, yet you don’t give any of it away as you look around the tea shop. His eyes watch you taking it in, the decor that’s been outdated for about thirty years already and the countless porcelain tea cups being reflected by the hanging lights. “Pick a cup, then pick a tea.” Katsuki grabs a ceramic yunomi painted with the colors of a sunset. You bite back a smile, remembering how much he favored the color orange back in school. Not much has changed.

“Hōchija, please.” He sets his cup down and gives a polite nod to the younger boy behind the wooden counter.

Your eyes scan across the once white now faded yellow menu, “May I get the sencha please?”

It’s quiet aside from the music playing the top 100 over the speakers, and then both of you take a seat at the bar. The younger barista hums while measuring out the dried tea leaves, the two of you doing your best to ignore the warmth from your shoulders touching lightly. A few minutes pass and your yunomi is handed back filled with hot tea, it’s heat spreads across the palm of your hand and you ignore the way it stings. It’s delicious.

“This is amazing,” you give a smile to your barista and he bows his head with a shy smile. “How did you hear about this place?”

Bakugou sets his tea back down and you catch the smell of charcoal, vaguely you wonder if it’s the remnants of his shift and you inch closer. “My pops would take me here,” Katsuki’s voice is low and you lean in to catch his words. “It’s the only damned place that we went to that didn’t involve someone screaming at each other. He told me once, ‘Katsuki-chan every cup you drink is one drink closer, I hope, to calming the fuck down.’” Your snort is sudden and loud, and while you struggle to keep your laughter down, you miss the way Katsuki smiles at you before taking another sip of his tea.

“Did it work?” You smile at him, not wanting to think about your chest warming and deciding it’s from the tea.

“I think so.” He answers truthfully, this time he glares when you laugh. “What?” Bakugou sets his tea cup down almost too roughly on the wooden counter, and you notice the same compression band on his left arm still.

Shaking your head and holding your hands up to your defense, you giggle. “The amount of articles I’ve read of the ‘Great Dynamite Hero’-,” your fingers mine the air quotes, “-having his blowouts. It’s hilarious.”

“Didn’t realize you were keeping track of me.” Your eyes look up and find that his are already tracing your features, the curve of your jaw and the tip of your nose. How long have you been this close to him? Close enough to see that he hasn’t slept in a while and close enough to briefly wonder if his lips would taste like burned sugar too.

“I haven’t been. You’re usually on the front page,” your voice wobbles and you shift farther from him. “Tamaki and I like to read the paper together.” At the sound of your fiancé’s name, Bakugou gives a slight nod and shifts back too. Your fingers ghost over your ring. You catch him looking at the silver band briefly. Subconsciously you wish you haven’t said anything at all, and you swipe your thumb over your ring.

The conversation dies, and when Bakugou pays, you go home to try and sleep.

-(-)-

“What happened to your soulmate?” You ask Tamaki, who has gotten back from his trip now, over breakfast. You watch his face wince, the pain of her loss still stinging even after decades. Shame takes its place quickly over the jealousy you feel for him, to have someone you love so much that every piece of you belongs to them and them you.

“She… died. In a car accident.” Tamaki picks at his pancakes, doused in maple syrup. “When we were five.”

Shame burns hotter for you now. “That young?” Tamaki nods, taking a bite of the breakfast he made for you both. “You must’ve barely met her by that point.”

He smiles sadly, “She used to be in my class with Mirio and I. At first, I thought I was just having dreams about school. I used to beg my parents to not send me to bed, I would get hives just thinking about school being in my dreams again.”

“How did you know she was your soulmate?” You think back to all the times in your life that you’ve asked this question. To your partners over the years who didn’t have their soulmates anymore or tried to cheat the system. The friends you had who swore to be single but fate gave them an emptiness to be filled by their love.

And now him. When you and Tamaki started dating, you had the talk with him. The talk you had with everyone. You don’t have a soulmate. You won’t be fatefully theirs, they won’t be yours. If you have an assigned soulmate, please don’t waste my time. The way he looked when you said this, the immensable sadness that washed over his features before giving you a small smile. His words were simple, enough to end the topic and enough to scare you from asking more. Well, good thing I don’t have a soulmate anymore.

“We talked for hours in our dreams,” he sighs at the memory. “I learned things about her that I couldn’t have known if I didn't actually talk to her, so it was pretty much solid. Mirio didn’t meet his soulmate in real life until after high school, they both decided to wait and then exchange numbers. He couldn’t stop jumping and cheering when he heard their voice on the receiver,” Tamaki laughs and looks back at you with a melancholy smile. “You also just know. It’s like suddenly, your body just isn’t yours. It feels like you’re being pulled to them and as much as you want to escape, you can’t run. You don’t want to.”

“What was her name?”

He pauses. “Shinju.” There’s a softness in his voice you haven’t heard before, and you wonder what Tamaki’s life would’ve been like if his soulmate hadn’t died. Maybe they’d even be heroes together, fighting villains side by side with an unspeakable bond that no one could penetrate. He wouldn’t have a partner who would settle for less out of fear of being let go for someone else. He wouldn’t have someone who is a shell of who they are, destined to-

Destined for what?

You don’t know what destiny has for you anymore. Before you were destined to be alone. But now Katuski appears in your dreams, sitting under fruit trees that you always wanted to have in your backyard, never facing you. Or he's by the ocean with waves softly crashing in front of him, warm sand underneath you both.

Before, you accepted that you would be alone. You refused for anyone to tell you that you must feel empty inside, for how else can anyone live without a beloved fucking soulmate? You told them to go fuck themselves, you proved them wrong by becoming a pro-hero despite having no natural goddamn cheerleader and you did it with a beaming ass smile and the ego that weighed more than what All Might could bench.

You were fine. You were happy.

Until you made yourself small.

You aren’t empty inside. You’ve made yourself small.

Tamaki was dreamy, he was shy and dreamy and sweet and romantic in all of his awkward ways. You allowed your light to be diminished under his shadow.

Because eventually, all those people pitying you for being so alone, got to you. You’re human after all, isn’t it normal to feel melancholy when you see a couple laughing and holding hands? Isn’t it normal to wish to have someone love all of you, imperfections included? Isn’t it normal to want to have somebody be there for you? Isn’t it normal to not want to go to bed and wonder what it is like to have someone hold you? You weren’t as tough as you thought. You felt like you let down those people you met in forums for those without soulmates, the civilians and heroes who never was bestowed a soulmate who said “Fuck them, I’m my own person” and never even wanted to date. They were complete because they had family, friends, a career, sexy one night stands. They could rely on themselves and no one else.

You don’t know where you fall anymore.

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[http-tokki]

Pretty sundress

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can I taste you?"

[kenjicopy]

entrega de capinha !

título: meninos e meninas

artes oficiais.

[mhaxwishxgranter]

UA’s Ice Queen

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Summary: Y/N is known as the ice queen of UA, and not just for her quirk. She’s ice cold to any and everyone, with a few exceptions.

Characters: Tamaki Amajiki, black!fem!reader

Word count: 406

Warnings: none just fluff all around for Tamaki 💜🐙

Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x black!fem!reader (established relationship)

Note: Y/N has a twa (Teeny Weeny Afro) in this piece.

Note 2: This piece for Tamaki is long overdue but I hope you all enjoy it!

Tag list/mutuals list: @olenoname @mysticpisces

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Underneath a beach umbrella, Y/N sat, content to scroll on her phone mostly her feeds for Instagram and Pinterest. The weather was humid which made her hairstyle perfect for it. Lifting her eyes from the screen of her phone, just for a brief moment, she could see everyone playing in the water.

Even Tamaki.

She could easily pick him out of the crowd filled with women, men, children, and other students from UA who also came to the beach for a rest and relaxation day.

He was with Mirio and Nejire.

The three of them deserved a day like this. No stress. Just fun.

Ping! New message!

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: I can feel you staring.

Y/N: Do you want me to look away?

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: No!

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜 is typing…

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: What I mean is, I like it when your attention is focused on me.

Y/N: Then I’ll make sure to give you all of my undivided attention later.

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜 is typing…

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: Y/N-chan! It’s Nejire! I think you broke Tamaki!

Y/N: I’ll come down there and reboot him.

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: And when you get down here, can you make some ice for us? Pleaseee?

Y/N was known as UA’s ice queen not just because of her natural cold disposition but also because the ice that formed when she used her quirk could last for hours because of how unique it was. Which was perfect for this humid weather where the sun could easily melt regular ice.

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: Pretty please! Think of your kouhai! 🥺

Y/N might be cold but she was by no means heartless.

Y/N: Alright. Alright, I’m on my way.

💜🐙Tamaki🐙💜: Yay! 😃

Standing up and getting out from underneath the umbrella and stretching as she felt the warmth of the sun from above and the sand beneath her feet, Y/N began to make her way down the beach.

This really was a day of relaxation.

[forgivenesslost]

Amajiki Tamaki is Extremely extremely shy.

Like, if he thinks you’re cute or he likes you, he won’t even look at you.

He will burst into flames if you so much as glance in his direction.

Low self-esteem, so he def has a praise kink.

Please for the love of god tell him how much of a good boy he is. Bc he is the goodest boi.

Can often feel overwhelmed and paralyzed by his own thoughts.

Sit with him in silent support.

Redirect him when his thoughts start to spiral. He’ll likely just look at a situation and think about what can go wrong. Remind him of what can go right.

—Amajiki Tamaki HC

Full version here

[fountainofrubies]

7 minutes of Amajiki heaven / Tamaki x Fem reader 18+

Request: Can you write a story where Tamaki is extremely nervous at the beginning but is overcome with pleasure to the point where he starts participating whole heartedly during naughty play?

A/N: Ooooooo sounds fun :) Hope you like it!

tags/warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral sex, orgasm, genital descriptions, She/Her

🍋 Tamaki is horrified when he finds himself being forced into a game of 7 minutes of Heaven by his friends. However, he has a change of mind shortly after the game begins.

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It had only been a couple of weeks since you moved out here. You had seen Tamaki multiple times by now, usually with Mirio. The first few times, he usually stood with Mirio, speaking here and there, politely greeting you or saying goodbye.

The fourth night that you saw him, he bumped into you in the hallway, knocking your book out of your hand. Granted, he was looking slightly down and thinking about something when he bumped into you, but you were the one reading, walking around a tight corner, not paying attention. Tamaki was horrified when it happened. His face filled up with blush when he saw you. He stood motionless, gasping behind his hand. “Oh! Oh no- I.. I.. umm.. ahhHh!”

As you stood back up after retrieving your book, you gently touched his forearm and rubbed it back and forth very slightly, smiling. “You’re Tamaki, right? It’s okay. It was just an accident, probably my fault too.”

His eyes darted to the side when you looked into them, he trembled as he inhaled and then held his breath, clearly anxious.

You continued, “It’s alright. You look quite a bit anxious, so you don’t have to come up with anything to say if you’re struggling right this sec.” You held up your book, “See? Nothing wrong with it. Have a good night, Tamaki.” You smiled at him sweetly as you waved goodbye. You turned the corner and continued on to your room.

Tamaki began to breathe more deeply, calming down as you walked further down the hall. “Goodnight.” he replied softly, knowing that you couldn’t hear him. He paused as he replayed the scene in his head. The surprise of it all, his panic, him fumbling to speak, him freezing when you spoke to him.. you walking off instead of watching him while waiting for a response. You touched him.. and your smile. Tamaki peeked around the corner to see if he could see you. As you turned the next corner down the long hall, you happened to look sideways and you saw him. He snapped back out of sight immediately, clutching his chest. He anxiously smiled as he began to walk more quickly to his own room.

Tonight though, you are sitting in a room, huddled together with some heroes and a few others, discussing the next round of the party game they were playing. Mirio whispers something to Nejire, and Nejire then snaps her head towards me.

“New girl!” She exclaims, “What’s your name because I think this is you!” She’s holding a white strip of paper in her hand.

“Umm it’s y/n.”

Nejire laughs, lying through her teeth, “Aha! I thought this was you! Yes, you have been selected to go with..”, she looks down as she pulls out another strip. “Tamaki for seven minutes of Heaven!” Tamaki’s head slowly turned towards Nejire, looking at her with an expression of absolute horror. Nejire lies again, “Tamaki, off you go! Mirio must’ve put your name in there!”

In a panic, Tamaki looked over to Mirio, who met his look of desperation with a shrug and a smile.

“C’mon!” Nejire grabbed Tamaki and pulled him to the room.

“N-n-Nejire no..” he croaked as she shoved him through the door.

Nejire whispered to him, “Because it takes you time to calm down, I’ll give you a little extra time!” She giggles as she leaves the door ajar, leaving Tamaki whimpering in the room.

You walk briskly to the door, concerned about Tamaki. Knowing he seems extremely shy and rather anxious, you really feel for him. Poor guy. You hear him mumbling as you approach the door. As you get close, you hear him repeating that he wants to go home. Sounding distressed, he goes silent the second you pull the door open just far enough to slip into the room and they push the door shut, so you lock it from the inside.

Tamaki, nearly sweating, standing with his back facing a corner, is watching you with a face that’s full of dread. He’s trembling, looking down at you as you sit down on the small cot in the room and exhale, smiling. “Hey,” you say, “You can relax. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You don’t even have to talk if it’s easier for you, even if they try to keep us here for extra time.” You giggle, “I mean, I’m nervous too, locked in a small room suddenly with a really cute guy!” You smile, “I don’t blame you at all!” You break eye contact, looking down at your twirling fingers. Tamaki is standing in dead silence. You speak to him, just once more, “Oh yeah, breathe Tamaki. It’ll help you, I promise.” You go back to silence.

He exhales and takes in a deep breath, rapidly repeating the action. His breath starts to slow after a moment. He has been watching you while you are looking down at your fingers. He speaks because he actually has a question now. “Y/n… this isn’t the first time you’ve let me opt out of speaking… Why are you being so accommodating to me?”

You think very briefly, then respond. “Do you think that I called you cute just to make you feel good? I like you, Tamaki.”

He stands completely still, but his eyes look over to you and meet yours. He looks away, thinking, but also laughing nervously. He blushes as he says “Um.. Thanks.”

“Sure thing!” You reply, smiling at him. You proceed to silently sit there. He doesn’t let that last long though.

He speaks again, “I like you too. But that’s about all I got when it comes to knowing how to talk to you.”

“Aww!” You smile, standing up and taking a step towards him. “There are no real rules about how you need to talk to me in this moment. It makes me feel good to know that you like me too.” You eye his face. You ask him, flirting, but also giving him the opportunity to answer honestly. “Do you think that if I kissed you, you’d like it? You might get into it and before you know it.. you might actually really like 7 minutes of Heaven.”

Tamaki blushes furiously and looks at you, staring. You add, “If you don’t think so, you can tell me. If it’s all too much right now, just say nothing. No answer is an answer too, you know.” You touch his elbow, stroking it with your thumb. “Honestly, I’ll still like you even if that’s the case. I’m in no rush. I don’t mind giving you whatever you need.. even if it’s a flat out no.”

Tamaki inhales sharply as he leans forward, quickly closing the gap, locking lips with you as he touches the back of your neck gently. It seems he caught your mouth just right, pulling you into a soft, gentle, simple but heady kiss. He doesn’t move at all while he presses into you, holding you. Seconds tick by. He pulls away, looking at you in your eyes, watching you as he breathes slightly heavier than usual. His face looks slightly strained, his head, titled back. His cheeks are pink and his mouth open, showing a glimpse of his pretty teeth.

You practically jump into his arms, latching onto him immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck, grasping a full handful of his thick, cool colored hair as you kiss him deeply. Your tongue moves into his mouth. Reflexively, he responds by stretching his forward until you feel it touching yours. Losing yourself in the moment, you moan into his mouth.

He shudders, the sound making his heart beat even faster. He feels his blood pooling, a feeling of tightness grips him as his cock grows full and hard. Tamaki is thinking quickly, ‘I wonder if our tongues touching is what made her moan like that? Should I try it again? Okay, yeah.. I’ll just test it..’ As your mouth pulls away and you tilt your head a little more to the side, you grab ahold of his lips with yours again, this time he reaches into your mouth, running the tip of his tongue down the closest side of yours. You moan again, trembling, grabbing his bicep as you lean into the kiss with more pressure. ‘Yes that was it.. I wonder if.. if maybe I.. ah, fuck it.’ He puts his hands on your hips and pulls away from the kiss, looking at you square in the eye as he tilts his head back. He lets his mouth fall open, as he stretches his tongue out, towards his chin, flexing it so that the tip pointed at you slightly.

“Ughh~” you moan in a higher pitch as you grab his chin. You lean forward, whispering his name as you open your mouth and move at him from an angle that allows you to take his tongue into your mouth as you go. You moan again as you touch his tongue again, swirling yours around it. Your hands roam up to his head again, grabbing handfuls of hair to hold as you move more passionately.He begins to kiss you back with just as much pressure as you’re giving him, making sure to reach for you with his tongue every time he feels yours move. He feels a thrill each time you moan, which you’re doing regularly at this point. He’s good and stiff now, you feel it as you press up against him. You take a step back from him, catching your breath, eyeing him with a look of arousal and desire.

He stares at you. His eyes look needy as he moves back and forth slightly, his chest rising and falling quickly. He’s definitely fired up. Maybe it’s the heat in this moment, or the adrenaline from the anxiousness, or both.. but either way, when you step back a few more steps and bend slightly, patting the cot beside you, he moves towards you without thinking. You hold his hand and push down on his shoulder, sitting him down on the cot and then you climb into his lap, straddling him. He moans very lightly as you lower yourself onto him, feeling his stiffness pressed against your hot, now wet center. His cock is obviously large and full. It makes your nipples hard just feeling it. You bask in the sweet sound he made when he moaned, having imagined making him moan for quite a few days now. You move against him, holding yourself up just a bit, gyrating slightly and slowly as you kiss him. His breaths are coming quickly but softly as you pull away from the kiss. You grab his hair into another handful, grasping his chin with your other hand, you gently tilt his head back. His eyes are still on you, looking at you from underneath his lowered lids. He looks so incredibly sexy. You kiss him beside his lips, then on his cheek, next, his jaw, and then, his neck. You move your hips slightly faster as you rotate them, putting a breathtaking amount of suction into the kiss, swirling your tongue on every part of his neck that you kiss.

Tamaki moans out louder. “Ahh~” his voice is deep, thick with pleasure. It was a sound of pure deliciousness. You begin to hump him, almost involuntarily. You put a bit more pressure on his lap as you move, causing him to let out a high whine as you suck on the bottom of his neck while you're grinding on him. “Ah~ I.. had no idea that you wanted any.. of this.. with me.. Ugh~” he whispers your name. His face is dripping with sex appeal, you can’t help but to crave wanting to see the face he makes when he orgasms.

“This is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to what all I want to do with you.” You say lowly, in a sultry tone.

Tamaki looks at you, breathing heavily still. “Wh- what else do you want to do with me?” He asks timidly, excited but bashfully. He’s fighting the urge to push down on you and press his cock into you with a lot more pressure. He tucks his fingers underneathe him as he sits still under you.

You answer, “Think of any and everything that can be done to you that would make you moan, Amajiki. That’s what I want to do with you. That sound drives me wild.” You lick his neck, moaning softly. “ If you want me to do more, just say so, I’ll show you a couple of the things I want to do to you. If you do that though, just know that you can also tell me to wait or stop at any point, and I will. I won’t ask any questions, I’ll just stop.” You’re pleading now, caught up in the moment, deeply desiring and hoping that he will give you the green light to play with him. You remind yourself to respect his answers and limits without fail though.

Tamaki looks down at your face, his nose nearly touching yours, his breath caressing your face. After a few breaths, he says softly, but clearly, “More please..”

You get up and pull Tamaki to his feet by his hand. You move him towards the wall, pushing his back flat against it. You kiss him passionately, moaning softly as you reach under his shirt and caress his abs with your fingertips while you rest your other hand on the back of his neck as you lean against him. He inhales sharply at your touch, but he doesn’t say anything. He tenses up but then releases the muscles. You run your fingers up to his chest and then slowly down to his waistband.

He shivers in your arms as you reach his hips, slipping your hand inside his sweatpants. He presses his open hands flat onto the wall behind him, not knowing what else to do with them. He grits his teeth, moaning softly, but deeply as you trace the skin leading to the base of his cock. You pull his pants down, grabbing his boxers at the same time and his cock bounces out after it pulls free. He is breathing very heavily now, mouth open, watching you. You gently take the head of his thick, long cock in your hand and rub his precum all around in your palm while he gasps at the contact. You use the slickness to twist your fist around the head of his cock in a smooth motion.

He reflexively grabs your shoulder as he moans , no longer even feeling odd for letting it out, because he knows that it drives you crazy for him. “Ughh~” He squeezes your shoulder as you continue, filling him with tingly pleasure. He loosens his grip on your shoulder and lets you slip out of his hand as you kneel down, pressing your soft lips on the head of his cock as you run your fingertips along the bottom side of his length.

“Ahh~! Y/N! Ahh~” He breathes quickly, “I haven’t ever- Ughhh~” He moans as you begin to suck his cock, moving backwards and forwards. He gasps as your hand pumps the length of it, meeting your mouth with each stroke. “Mmm~” His voice is shaking now. In between moans, he says “I can’t believe.. this.. is happening right now…. Nngh~”

He is now making short, soft but still sloppy thrusts towards you now as you pump him with a stronger grip, using your mouth to suck on and twist around the head. He moans more urgently, and a lot louder as he tries to stifle it with one of his hands.

He feels weird using certain terms, so he says what he can in between very labored breaths. “Umm.. uh.. you’re about to… AHH~.. to.. finish… this.”

You pump harder and faster, deep throating him as far as you can in order to catch every drop in your mouth.

He starts to shake.. “OH MY G- Ahh Ahh AH!~” He rapidly moans, with urgency and repetition, trying his hardest to keep his mouth covered. A splash of bitterness shoots forward from his pulsing cock, he roughly grabs a handful of your hair without a second’s thought and thrusts into your mouth each time he spasms. He keeps pumping it into your mouth, his spasms slowly subsiding. He’s breathing extremely hard as a knock comes at the door and the handle jiggles. Good thing you locked it earlier. Wide eyed, he breathes through clenched teeth as he looks down at you and realizes how tightly he is holding your head with his fist full of your hair. He lets go of it immediately, looking worried. “I- I’m sorry.” he whispers.

You clean your saliva off of your face with your sleeve, looking up at him. “Don’t be. You were amazing. Thanks for the kiss. Let’s do this again sometime.”

Tamaki laughs softly, “Yes ma’am.” As I unlock the door, as he fumbles, trying to make himself look or maybe at least feel like he looks normal. I open the door and we walk out, meeting staring faces.

Nejire speaks first, “Tamaki.. you look… calm.”

Tamaki laughs, swimming with endorphins. “Um..”

I save him, “Of course he is. We took the opportunity to have a delightful, long conversation.” I turn to wink at him so that only he can see. I go to sit down at a table, he follows.

As you sit down, he joins you. You ask him, “Do you still want to go home?”

“Absolutely.” He answers immediately. “Want to come with me?”

[call-me-copycat]

I'm so sorry @pink-lemonadae-san ! Tumblr has a nasty problem for me where random drafts of mine go missing for no reason. Luckily I take a screenshot of every ask before saving the draft (since this has happened in the past).

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▶ Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x GN Reader

▶ Genre: Fluff (tiny bit of a slowburn), Romance

▶ Word Count: 11,800 (Exactly!)

▶ Story Notes:

- "Shokupan" is just Japanese for Milk Bread

- I began writing this during Golden Week, but it's over now (Apr 29 - May 5)

- Golden Week is a series of festivals and holidays in Japan, but I didn't go into much detail with it in the story

▶ Warnings: None (Although I might want you warn you that this isn't exactly the best I've written since I'm not very good with romance >///<)

The bell chimed by the door, the light ringing making its way throughout the little bakery. Golden ribbons of sunlight were just barely beginning to peak through the windows, coating the entire shop in its sleepy yet cozy filter.

It was early in the morning, much earlier than when most people got up for the day, but as a baker you saw it as your duty to fulfill the daily tasks for your job - no matter how tedious or dull. It was what got you your job, after all.

Just as any other day customers filed in and out in wide, nearly empty groups, the early morning crowd mainly consisting of office workers, students and teachers, tired night-shift workers ready to rest, and sometimes a hero or two if you got lucky enough.

The syrupy aroma of various pastries, breads, and sweets filled the shop in a warm and inviting atmosphere. The sweet fragrance was something you had enjoyed when you first started working there, but you realized to your disdain you had eventually grown numb to it's smell.

The bell chimed in rhythm with the creaking of the door, accompanied with the sound of the cash register letting out its little clicks and beeps as you paced yourself around the small group of customers. And so the steady rhythm of your everyday life was beginning once again, just as it had done so many times in the past.

Finally, after waving goodbye to a little boy and his older sister you looked up at the clock to realize the early morning rush had finished. It wasn't too bad that day, and since it was the smallest rush of the day it normally helped to wake you up and let you prepare for the bigger crowds that come later on.

Just as you were pulling out a new tray of sweet pastries from where they were sitting in the warm oven, a small commotion gained your attention. The bell on the door rang, and it was quickly followed by three students that came crashing in, clearly in a rush.

Upon closer inspection, you realized that they were most likely around your age. The tallest one had a bright and cheerful smile on his face despite the concern of what time they had on hand, with bright yellow hair to go with his blue eyes.

The girl next to him was also all smiles, with a warm and rather cute expression as she forgot about her surroundings and smushed her face up against the display case that showed what pastries and sweets you sold.

Finally, you didn't even notice the boy standing behind them at first, but after he stepped out to say something to the blond-haired boy you saw that he was much more timid, a shy and nervous expression on his face - some if it being hidden by the indigo colored locks that fell in front of it.

The blonde haired boy was the first that went up to you, the timid boy trying to pry the girl from the case as she went up and down the long glass rows.

"Hey! Is it alright if I get one honey croissant, and- just a sec" he smiled kindly and turned to the other two, a gentle urgency in his voice as he asked them what they wanted.

"Ooh! The mochi! No, wait, the coffee jelly! Wait, wait, wait! I changed my mind, I'm going with the mochi, it looks yummy!" The blue haired girl was ecstatic, jumping around with the energy you felt could compare to an excited 5-year old who wandered in with their mother.

Suddenly, all eyes were on the shy boy, and even as you packaged the orders that were already asked, you could see him visibly shrink under the attention. A small part of you felt a little bad for the boy, so you decided that you'd do something kind to make up for the nervousness he had, especially since you had some extra goodies left over from the night before that you didn't want to go to waste.

"So Tamaki, what's it gonna be?" The blonde asked the shy boy - Tamaki, you learned.

Upon this request, he visibly hunched inwards, stuffing his hands in his pockets and directing his attention to the ground, muttering a simple "I'm fine".

"Nonsense! C'mon buddy, pick something out and then we can head to school - it's on me!" The blonde enthusiastically patted the boy, Tamaki on the shoulder. He seriously didn't seem to want the attention, but nevertheless he still sheepishly pointed at the Milk Bread in the display, a plain yet sweet bread for the less adventurous. You realized he might've just picked something to get the boy's attention off of him for the time being.

Quickly handing the girl her mochi and and placing the honey croissant on the counter, you went to packaging the single piece of Shokupan in its box. Only, before you closed the lid, you got an idea.

The three rushed out of the bakery after paying, and in a way you felt a little accomplished, enjoying the tiny break in routine. It certainly wasn't everyday you met such characters like them, with such contrasting personalities. You could only hope they'd come back for another visit sometime.

As Mirio, Nejire, and Tamaki hurriedly made their way back to UA in order to beat the bell for first hour they snacked on their little pastries, all except Tamaki, who shoved the box into his bag for lunch without even opening it.

It was a typical day at UA, with studying, training, quizzes, and so on. A day that Tamaki felt he could easily handle since the familiar routine with comforting and predictable.

It went this way up until lunch, where he sat confused with a blank look on his face as he started into the box that held his Shokupan he had ordered earlier out of panic. Blinking his eyes, he registered that there wasn't just a single piece of the sweet bread in the box all by its self, but rather it had company.

A cute little cookie sat next to the bread, decorated to look like a little kitty. He normally would've found it charming, but at the moment he felt like a thief.

There was another pastry in the box! What if you put it there by accident?! What was he supposed to do, eat it? Give it back? It had been sitting in his backpack all day, so Tamaki doubted it would still be able to be sold if he gave it back. But he didn't pay for this, was he considered a criminal if the offense was on accident?!

Paranoid thoughts ran throughout his mind, and he struggled to come up with a solution. Mirio looked over, and upon seeing his friend starting intensely at the box with his bread in it, leaned over to check out what was going on.

"Oh, sweet! They gave you an extra!"

Tamaki's eyes flew open at his friends dismissal.

"No! No, they must've put it in here by accident! Mirio what do I do? I can keep this, it's not mine!"

Mirio chuckled reassuringly, patting his nervous friend on the shoulder.

"Well even if it was an accident, I don't think you can give it back-"

Tamaki's panicked expression worsened, but Mirio quickly finished his sentence to avoid being taken out of context.

"- Buut what else can you really do but enjoy it? Besides, there's always the chance they were just being nice!"

Tamaki grimaced as he looked at the little cookie in the box, Mirio's words not reassuring him the slightest. He mentally slapped himself, it was just a cookie! It was probably just 50 yen anyways, why did he always have to overthink everything? Why did he make things so hard for himself?

Before he could decide on what to do, Nejire caught up on the situation and smiled while cheerfully reaching over the lunch table - towards his cookie.

"Hey, it you don't want it I can always eat it for y-"

However, before she could get another word in, Tamaki snapped the little container shut, causing the two pairs of eyes to settle on him due to the unexpected and sudden reaction.

"It's... Fine. It'll be fine"

The two others looked at each other in confusion at Tamaki's sudden change in demeanor, but before either could get a word in, the bell rang and signaled for them to get to class.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Later at the end of the day, you were just coming home after your own day of work, tired yet fulfilled. It was a fun aspect of your life, getting to bake for people and all. Seeing people eat your own creations and enjoy them was what made it all worth it

As you got ready for the night, you couldn't help but wonder what happened to that shy boy and his friends that visited earlier that morning. They were so entertaining to see, and in a way you felt the most similar to the nervous boy - Tamaki.

It was silly to realize about, but everytime you thought about the boy, you felt a small tug on your heart. For now, you just decided to chalk it up as pity since the poor guy was a shaking mess when you saw him. Maybe he'd visit again with his friends...

The day after was the exact same, making pastries and sweets, serving people, cleaning some, and so on. Only, a small part of you was hoping to see the unlikely trio again, and everytime the door opened your eyes would involuntarily flicker over with a spark of hope.

The day dragged on, and the further it got the smaller your hope would shrink. At the end of the day with no sign of them, you could only sigh and scold yourself for thinking so foolishly, after all they were only customers that visited once.

Just as you were stacking the used trays so they could be put in the dishwasher, a small knocking on the front door caught your attention. Turning, you saw none other than the trio you were hoping to see - well two of the three, that is.

It was only the blond and Tamaki that were standing there, the girl being nowhere in sight. Admittedly, you chuckled to yourself before gesturing for them to turn the handle, only to have to yell in response to further confusion "It's open!"

The blond chuckled and rubbed the nape of his neck, while Tamaki groaned in either embarrassment or annoyance. Perhaps it was a mixture of both.

The door swung open, the bell chimed, and then they were in the shop. Seeing the place near empty (except the one regular who was eating by his lonesome near the back), both their expressions turned a little apologetic.

"Ah! Sorry if you're closing, we-"

The blond got caught off mid-sentence by Tamaki, and this was the first time you saw the boy speak on his own without being pressured.

"We.. We can go. You look busy- don't th-they look busy, Mirio? L-let's not bother them." He tried turning around to leave, tugging his unmoving friend's arm in the direction of the door. Finally he stilled and his shoulders slumped as he looked at his friend who refused to budge, a pathetic and pleading expression on his face. And that's when you felt it again, that thumping of your heart.

"Actually... It may seem empty, but I don't close for another hour." You gave off the warmest smile you could in hopes of reassuring the both that they weren't intruding. The blonde - Mirio, you learned- smiled in response while Tamaki's expression stayed one of pitiful nervousness.

"That's great! We just wanted to visit again to say how much we liked your sweets! They're great, really. Tamaki especially agrees, don't you buddy?" Tamaki groaned his friend's name as his face blossomed into a shade of red at his friends comment, and once again you tried to defuse his anxiety.

"Oh! That's so sweet of the both of you, I have some extras if you'd like one?"

Tamaki waved his hands in front of him, not wanting to deal with the guilt of more free food, while Mirio was about to ask something.

You cut the both off with a genuine smile, "No, really it's okay! It's technically regulation to get rid of the day's batch since we can't use or sell it the next day, so you'd be helping to not let some of that go to waste. Y'know, only if you want of course"

They both looked at you, watching them eagerly with your hands clasped together and a bright smile stretched across your lips. Tamaki felt his face grow hot and his heart speed up, and in a panic he gasped out and clutched his shirt, confused on this newfound feeling and not knowing what to make of it.

Mirio didn't hear any objections from his friend, so he looked over and assumed Tamaki was just panicking over the social settings again. Taking matters into his own hands once more, Mirio smiled and accepted for the both of them.

And so, that's how they walked out each with a small box of slightly stale (yet yummy) treats, courtesy of you being the kindest baker they've met so far.

They walked across the little town, the rays of the sun slowly lowering, it's golden streaks begrudgingly being torn from the surfaces it once covered. Since it was cool, people were out and about as they pleased, cleaning their shops, playing in the park, going shopping, walking pets, and so on.

The evening was nice and calm, allowing Tamaki's chaotic thoughts to settle down once again. Mirio was already eating his way through the box he was given, while Tamaki could only clutch his tightly in his grip.

He thought back to you in the bakery, with your kind smile and genuine atmosphere. Of course he noticed how everytime he became panicked your eyes would flicker over to him. Only, instead of the typical curiosity or pity, he saw something else in your expression. Relation. Familiarity. You understood how he felt, what his position was like.

The fluttering in his chest grew at the thought, and he could barely restrain this feeling of desire and longing that surrounded him everytime he thought of... You.

It was stressful and chaotic.. but it was pleasant. A feeling that wasn't like any other he's experienced before. After so many years of so much anxiety, finally getting someone who knew what it was like and finally feeling some emotion that was a joy to experience... It a freeing in a way.

The sun glittered where it sat, the golden beams of light stretching over Tamaki's face as he conclusively came to terms with what he was feeling by finally taking a bite of the cookie you gave him. And a newfound satisfaction filled his head, his emotions swirling around in a sweet mixture of chaos and joy.

After that interaction with them, you began to see the trio everyday, and they let you know that they had dubbed your bakery as their new hangout spot since they were there so often. It was never set in stone though, because sometimes you'd see all three, other times you'd just see two or one of them. Either way, it flattered you to have a new set of regulars visiting on the daily.

A new rhythm was put in place as they squeezed their way into your life, and as the weeks passed you slowly saw them less as customers, but more at friends.

You had already talked to most of them individually a few times, but you noticed that Tamaki rarely came by himself, mainly with one of the two. He talked everytime he was spoken to, but you could never get him to speak freely on his own.

Truth be told, each time Tamaki tried to approach you, his emotions would get in the way and he'd second-guess himself enough to bail out at the last moment. He couldn't even look your way without you immediately meeting his gaze and smiling, causing his brain to malfunction and his face to erupt in a shade of red. He hated how hard his heart beat in his chest whenever he entered the bakery, the mere thought of seeing you causing his mind to go into overdrive.

You on the other hand began to think his distancing was probably due to lingering anxiety, and so you wanted to do everything you could to get him to trust you more. Both his friends were naturally trusting and friendly people, so they were easy to befriend. Tamaki however, was much harder for you. He'd never reach past the initial point of politeness that you had already passed with the other two. It was shallow, and you wanted something deeper.

Each time Tamaki visited since then, he'd always be greeted first and he noticed you spoke to him much more than you did before. He couldn't shake you off, your kindness was sticky in a way, and it was hard to avoid. It only served to cause his emotions to rush about his head more aggressively, and as much as he was flattered to have your attention on him, there was only one problem. He wasn't good with attention, whether it good or bad.

Every night he laid on his bed, pondering how he would go about this. He couldn't just tell you about his feelings, what if you were just being kind because of your job? No, that wasn't an option for him, it was unprofessional.

He so desperately wanted to look you in the eyes and pour out everything that he was holding in his heart. To have your eyes set on him while he let his thoughts and feelings loose made him clutch his heart over his shirt, the mere idea thrilling but terrifying.

Every smile given his way caused his heart to thrum with elation, and every pastry you gave him made his head buzz with thoughts, always so loud and overthinking on the inside. It was a contrast only he knew of.

To be so excruciatingly chaotic and loud beneath the quiet and somber surface was nothing but a secret held past closed lips. He wanted to open up everything he held inside and let you in, you being the key to his lock. Truth be told, Tamaki was tired of holding it all in. Your welcoming nature and caring behaviors made him feel safe around you, as if he could just hug you and melt away as all his stress was lifted from him.

His thumping heart and doubtful thoughts made themselves known, and that's when he remembered what was keeping him from you. A chain of his own mind was the strongest leash that held him down. As much as he didn't want to be a prisoner of his own creation, he found that no matter how much he struggled he just couldn't loosen the reigns that his mind held over his heart.

And so, all he could do was to continue visiting the bakery, simply being glad to see your face wherever he could. Your sweet remarks were what made his day, being music to his ears. Tamaki had never met such a kind soul before, and he was absolutely captivated by your charms.

Soon enough, he began visiting more frequently on his own, and you were thrilled with the thought that he was getting more comfortable around you. Each time he visited you'd always send him with a little goodie bag with a pastry or two, something that you normally wouldn't do for just anyone.

There were only a few key encounters that you remembered with him. One was when you were closing up, with Tamaki sitting at one of the tables and keeping you company since you were by yourself that night. You had to walk home since the train was down that day, and Tamaki had offered to walk you there - for safety, of course.

"Are you sure?"

You hadn't wanted to push him so far out of his comfort zone.

"...It's dark. It wouldn't be safe you to walk on your own. Sorry."

And so you accepted, the two of you walking side by side until you got to where you lived. It was the fact that it was something out of the ordinary that made the memory so important to you. Along with the realization that he had come to you on his own advances, surely that could be a sign of acceptance or comfort?

Either way, you cherished the thought, and you held onto it with a rigorous hope blooming in your heart, growing only with each interaction.

As time moved on, the three continued visiting as much as they could, and you even spent some time with them outside of the bakery. Small festivities were being held since the one and only Golden Week was coming up, and they each invited you to come with them to the festivals and parades in the coming week.

The air buzzed with excitement, and the bakery was swamped with cheerful orders as people planned out their celebrations. You even had to go as far as pushing back your closing time just to accommodate all the orders, but you didn't mind too much since it was all in great spirit.

The end of the day approached much faster than you had realized, and you only came to know this due to the trio arriving at their usual time at the end of the day.

"Wow! It's crowded in here! Looks like you're gonna be busy for awhile, huh?" Just the same, Mirio was the first to greet you, with Nejire piping up behind him.

"O-oh, so does that mean you can't hang out?" She asked with slight dejection in her tone, yet it wasn't as prominent as her air of glee that nearly shadowed the small negative moment.

You looked at them with an apologetic smile, promising to take a day off to spend time with them at the festival. They both smiled in response, and Mirio went to Tamaki to hear his thoughts on the idea.

"That sounds fine with us! You can't control work after all, what do you think- ...Tamaki?" Your attention was directed to where the taller boy was looking behind him, and you three were all met with nothing. He wasn't there.

"Hm, I swear he was with us when we arrived!" Mirio's expression was now one of confusion, his brows furrowing.

"Yeah, I wonder- Oh! There he is!" Nejire began, then turned to point outside the door to see the missing boy still standing at the entrance - hands in pockets and trembling slightly.

The three of you turned to see what she was pointing at, and you huffed out a small laugh, realizing that so many people in one area would naturally be Tamaki repellent. So in a way you had no idea what you were expecting, but you weren't upset with the thought - just a little amused.

"Well, I guess that's where he is. I'll be sure to tell him, and we'll come back when it dies down, thanks for having us!" Mirio waved his hand as he held open the entrance door, Nejire skipping out and then waving from behind the glass window (shouting a muffled "bye bye!" that you couldn't fully hear due to the surrounding chatter).

You watched them go for a second, then realized something as Tamaki's eyes sorrowfully met yours, clearly upset with his timidness that caused him to not be able to see you properly due to his apprehensive feelings of being around large crowds.

It was the same look he had in the beginning when you first met him, one of utter powerlessness and regret. You weren't about to undo all the hard work you had built up to befriending him, so you rushed out with a small bag of goodies to help remind him of all your chats and walks.

"Tamaki-kun! Please wait!" The trio all turned almost immediately upon hearing your voice, Tamaki being the quickest to come to a halt and whip around. You were calling out for him, for him. Looking closer, he saw the typical goodie bag and understood your intentions.

"Here." You grabbed his hands and placed the bag gently in them, giving them a squeeze before waving bye to them and rushing back inside to assist your coworkers with the rush.

Tamaki was frozen in place. You held his hands. He couldn't believe it, wouldn't believe it if it didn't just happen in front of him. Mirio and Nejire both looked over, curious at the new information. Mirio then grinned as he realized what was going on, nudging his friend in the side with good hearted intentions.

"So-o~" Tamaki frowned at his friend's teasing voice, directing the gift away from his sight only for Nejire to approach him on his other side and attempt to grab the bag from him with gleeful curiosity.

"It's nothing, seriously" Mirio didn't seem to believe him as he looked at him with a smug grin and waved his eyebrows. Tamaki furrowed his own, and Mirio silently responded with a nonchalant shrug of the shoulders. Before anything else could be said, Nejire turned at Mirio and they both shared a look of understanding before Mirio patted Tamaki and the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, if you say so~"

"I'm serious, Mirio-" He cut Tamaki off with a wave of the hand.

"Yeah, like I said, I get it. We'll just all hang out some other time, 'kay?"

And with that they all walked off, yet Tamaki couldn't forget the expression the two of his friends held, knowing they were always up to something. He'd just have to hope it wasn't anything bad.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

The next morning things began to slow down because your bakery was taking a day off to restock and prepare for the upcoming influx of orders, one of the biggest times of year - only coming second to Christmas and New Years.

It was your favorite kind of day, a day filled with no orders or customers, just baking and decorations and preparing. It was all hands on deck, the bakery set up to be swarmed with workers in the upcoming hours. You had come early to set things up, seeing as you had nothing else planned that day.

As you reached the entrance, you fumbled around your pocket for the key, the feeling of some unknown paper catching your attention. You huffed to yourself, hoping you didn't forget some wrappers in there again, only to be met with a neatly folded note upon pulling it out.

Catching you off guard, you nearly forgot to open up the bakery if it weren't for the sudden clank of your keys hitting the cement as they fell out of your pocket. Opening the doors and setting your things down, you finally unfolded the note to read its contents.

"Dear [Name],

When I first met you, you were the sweetest person I had ever met. You saw something in me others didn't. Your baking skills are unmatched, and your desserts are like little pieces of heaven. I always look forward to coming to the bakery just to see you.

If you want to find me, follow the upcoming clues. Find the next clue where you usually get your special ingredients.

- Your Secret Admirer"

Red began to coat your cheeks as your face warmed upon reading the note. Rereading it over another two times to make sure you didn't miss anything, you simply stood in shock, not knowing what to make it the sudden event.

It couldn't have been a person playing a prank, right? But then, why would they go through the efforts to write such a sweet note? It didn't make any sense to you... and all of a sudden it hit you. What if Tamaki-...?

Shaking your head, you pushed the thought away. He could've... He wouldn't... Right? But it did make sense with how shy he was... But he's not the type to do that! Right?

For a split second you considered dumping the note somewhere and starting work, when a flicker of curiosity got sparked on by a sliver of hope.

Maybe...

You'd give it a shot, after all what harm could a little game cause? Hopefully it'd be quick.

You read over the note once more, and immediately pinpointed the spot, as the "special ingredients" of yours were simply things that were prepared for the festivals.

You went out to the kitchen, and as you opened the pantry you saw white in the corner of your eye.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Meanwhile, Tamaki was getting ready to walk back to his home after training at UA - a daily occurrence on weekend mornings. Packing his things in his duffle bag, he jumped a bit upon hearing a crinkling after shoving a piece of his equipment in the bag. Hoping he didn't forget or damage something important, he took out a few things one at a time until he found the source.

A cute little note was sitting in his bag, surrounded by his clothes and training gear. A shiny red heart sticker decorated the front flap, and it was milk white. Not being able to do anything but stare at it in shock, Tamaki swallowed thickly, the note seemingly weighing heavily upon him.

He gently brought it out, hands shaking as he looked at it. His mind once again went into overdrive, thoughts pushing in and flying out all around his head.

On one hand, he didn't want to raise his hopes up only to be crushed. He was given enough joke letters in middle school to know better, and the memories of it caused him to break into a cold sweat as he stared the note in indecisive agony.

Then again... There was the (ever so small) chance that it could've been real. He didn't want to think about the logic, Tamaki only wanted this to end without anything bad happening. There was no shame in opening it, after all.

He delicately unfolded the note, taking a deep breath before reading its contents.

"My dear Tamaki,

You're always one of my favorite faces to see each day. You light up my day and you have the true heart of a hero!

If you want to find me, follow these clues: To find the next note, go to the spot that's filled with life in the air fluttering around you.

I look forward to seeing you!

~ Your Secret Admirer "

Nope. He couldn't do it. A simple note was one thing, but a whole search was another. What if he was led on? What if it was nothing but a prank? No, he couldn't handle the embarrassment.

He folded it and put it in his pocket, hiking his bag over his shoulder as he left UA high. As he made his way throughout the streets, he couldn't help but continually think about that note.

What if it really was someone that made it for him out of love? What if they were waiting somewhere for him? And how disappointed would they be if he didn't show up?! They'd think he was a jerk!

Tamaki stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and gripped his bag tighter under his hands. Looking down at the ground with an agonized expression, he didn't know what to do. He didn't like drama, and he certainly didn't want to in middle of something like this, completely the dark.

Well.. 'fluttering'...

He had a small idea of where the other note might've been. Maybe taking a small detour wouldn't hurt...

Tamaki breathed in to ease his nerves. If it got to be too much he wouldn't push himself, he'd just quit.

He turned and made his way to the park, heading straight for his favorite area where the butterflies liked to group since there were clusters of flowers over there. He looked around, in no hurry and simply enjoying scenery. That's when he saw a note taped to the large oak tree- right where he liked to sit and do his work sometimes.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

You turned to see the note that was sitting ever so delicately over the ingredients. You plucked it off from the wall it was taped to, and quickly opened it to read it.

"Dear [Name],

Your bright personality fills my day with joy. The way you treat your customers shows me you have a big heart of gold. You're much too sweet for this world!

The next note is placed where a statue of gold stands with its fist in the air.

See you there! ♡

~ Your ever so loving Admirer "

Gold? Gold... You thought about it for a second before immediately remembering the All Might statue that stood on the center of taken, decked completely in gold paint.

Town square... You knew it'd be quite busy with preparations and festivals, but you still went seeing as it was close by. Your coworkers were doing just fine, and everything was ahead of schedule, so why not?

A quick trip on your bike and you were there. The area was buzzing with activity, and you had to swerve around groups of people just to get to the statue.

Upon arrival, you looked up at the statue standing mighty and towering over everyone. Some people had placed Boy's Day carp streamers on the sides and some necklaces on the neck of the golden All Might. You laughed a little, enjoying how he was always decorated, before circling around to search for the note.

Panic began to seep through you as you circled twice and came across no sign of a note. They said golden, right? You knew of no other golden statue in the area, the only other one being a golden flame all the way in Tokyo.

Your eyebrows creased, and worry gnawed at you as you frantically searched all over the statue. Only to come up with nothing. Was this it?

Sighing, you turned to leave, disappointment weighing heavily upon your heart. Before you could take more than 3 steps, a sudden tap on your shoulder caught you off guard, and you turned to see a friendly looking lady smiling at you while offering you something. Initially thinking it was a free sample, you tried to decline, only for your eyes to widen in realization. Looking closer, you saw that she was holding a white letter with a shiny red heart sticker holding it closed.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

As Tamaki went over to the tree to pull off the note, he began to hope that all this wasn't some elaborate trick. From all the little notes you put in the bags you gave him that held the pastries, he began to suspect this wasn't even the same handwriting.

He opened the note to read it, hoping this game wasn't going to last too long. It was beginning to get tiring living in a state that was a mixture of hope and worry.

"Dear Tamaki,

I'm so proud of you combating your anxious thoughts everyday, I know it's hard. Your courageousness certainly benefits! You help so many people each day, you're a true hero, through and through!

Go find next note where you took down your first villain. See you there!

~ Someone who admires you with all their heart"

These notes were getting to be too much for him. Why did this have to happen? He finally catches the eye of someone, and he can't even know who they are unless he plays this game.

It was a little enjoyable though, the unfamiliar events causing him to rethink so many aspects he once held about himself and his life. It was eye opening, too bad it had to be shoved in his face for him to see it.

Gently folding the note and placing it with the others in his pocket, he sat back and thought. Now.. where did he take down his first villain? What could be considered his first win?

The more he thought about it, the more shocked he grew at the number of things he's accomplished over the years. He didn't think it all added up to much, but just trying to remember a certain event that happened his first year of secondary school all seemed like so much alone.

Racking his brain, he came up with a small list of villains he took down around the same time.

There were three instances he remembered, but he just couldn't pinpoint the first if asked. Panic ensued, and he started hyperventilating until he calmed himself down.

'Let's think logically now...'

The first one was more of a con-man than a hero, tricking innocent civilians into believing his lies about heroes and trying to get people to buy his quirk supplements. Tamaki scratched that one off the list, the man put up no fight.

The second one was a cult member who believed quirks were the downfall of society. She had set up an elaborate trap in the center of town, where numerous stands, shops, and people were. It was busy, with vendors selling food, ingredients, and supplies.

She had tried building several barricades around the area and blowing it up, but ultimately failed after Tamaki got to her first. Now that he thought about it, he remembered that in a last ditch attempt she had grabbed a hostage and threatened to use her quirk on them. He was sure he had taken the lady down himself.

Then the third was simply a person who could alter photos on any piece of media. They had tried violently assaulting a hero to frame them and pretend that heroes hurt innocent civilians unprovoked. Tamaki was quick to take them down, even with as sneaky and sly as they were with escaping.

Picking through his options, he decided to go with the second one. The one in town square. The place that was currently crowded full of people celebrating Golden Week...

He gulped at the thought.

The white paper crinkled and deformed in his shaking grip as he clutched it tighter unconsciously at the thought. He'd only have this one chance find out if it was worth it...

Truth be told, Tamaki knew he had to train himself on getting better on dealing with crowded spaces, seeing as he going to be a full fledged hero one day. He just didn't think it'd be so soon.

It was now or never...

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

You looked at the note the mysterious lady had given you with a blank expression. It held no letters of affirmation like the others except for an "Almost there!".

On it was a map. A map you weren't familiar with. You recognized the very place you were standing, and decided to break it down into chunks. You saw the statue... And took a few steps in the direction of the arrows until you saw a crooked sign that matched the one on the map. One step at a time, you followed the steps on the map to the best of your ability.

It was entertaining in a way, as it reminded you of the pirates you always on the TV when you were little. In a way, you were also hunting for a treasure - it was just a little different than gold coins and shiny jewels.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Tamaki stood frozen. All around him people bustled about, swerving around him, running past him, carrying heavy, hot, or delicate containers. Talking in loud voices, singing songs, placing decorations on things, running around... It was overwhelming.

For a split second Tamaki wondered if he was in too deep and debated on whether or not he should leave.

'No... It'd be silly to give up this far...'

Steeling himself the best he could, he breathed in and tried to ignore the crowd that caused his body to shake with nerves.

He stuck close to the walls, looking around for a clue, any clue. This letter was so vague, he would be lying if he said he wasn't worried about finding it out not. Even if he were to ask for help, the number of people that would actually be able to direct him or do anything helpful would be too tiny to risk sounding foolish.

Sighing out tiredly, he looked at the sky to see sun lowering. Not to the point to where it was dark, but just enough so it surprised him with how long he had been playing this game. No, he definitely couldn't quit now.

A tap on his shoulder caught him off guard, and he almost jumped into the air if he hadn't been on guard all day. Turning around, he saw no one. Now this was confusing. He simply scratched his head and supposed it was someone playing that tap shoulder game.

Well, he did at first. Until he looked down and saw a note left sitting on the edge of the golden statue, almost as if it was waiting for him. He groaned, knowing what he had to do.

Tamaki clenched his jaw, and hesitantly pushed his way through the crowd of people. Slowly... Slowly... A sharp contrast to the hurried, constantly flowing around him.

People pushed and pulled, the crowd moving in an almost hypnotic manner. It was as if it was alive, like a river winding down the roads of the city. A sea of people that threatened to swallow Tamaki in its deep, dark waters. It swelled, it shrunk. It swerved and straightened. It was like he was looking the beast of his fear directly in its glowing eyes.

And it looked back.

What was supposed to be a short walk normally was stretched out beyond, due to the fact Tamaki had to shuffle around so many bodies that brushed against his.

Closing his eyes, he reminded himself.

'I can do this...'

Opening them, he almost didn't believe it as he looked at statue that sat directly in front of him. He had so many worries and anxious thoughts about whether he could, he didn't stop think about what would happen if he did.

And yet, he was there. The white paper in between his fingertips bearing the weight of his struggles.

He opened it, only to be greeted with a congratulations and a map...

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

You had struggled a bit and had to restart after mistaking a certain shop for the one on the map. This time, you decided you'd give it your all.

The sun was setting lower and lower in the sky, the purple color taking place of the bright orange, and the darker blue (that was almost black) taking place of the purple.

Slowly, more and more lights began flickering to life, and you panicked once again, hoping you weren't slowing things down.

Step by step, slowly but surely you eventually followed the landmarks in a chain, one by one. You let the guide lead you up to a grassy hill in the park next to town, right at a point where you could see both the town festivities and what went on in the grassy field on the other side.

It was a beautiful sight. The sun lowering with the creamy beige and pink clouds surrounding it, the flickering lights as they began to be turned on, streamers and kites rising above the city... It was magical.

You stood, simply enjoying view. You had already saw the note sitting on the tree that stated you had reached the final destination. But you weren't too bothered with that anymore.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Tamaki grunted, frowning at the map as he nervously sped around the landmarks it read. He didn't know what was expecting him, but he was tired and the anxiety of not knowing what it was drained him further. He clung onto the hope that whatever it was, it was worth the effort. He didn't know what he'd do if it was all a joke. The pain would be monumental.

He passed the statue. He curved around the bent sign. He walked past the shop. Following all these steps diligently, Tamaki was determined to make the most of his time and effort. It had to be worth it. He really hoped so.

As he was walking, Tamaki began thinking. That villain he took down... Memories began surfacing, vague and fuzzy. It was difficult, trying to bring something into sight when you can't even remember what it was you wanted to see. The more he thought, the more a distant shape began to take place, unstable and quick to fall apart if looked at too long, too delicate to handle.

Now that he thought about it, your face looked so favorite familiar...

However, Tamaki didn't have much time to think about it as he looked up to see a grassy hill - the end point of this whole thing.

He stalled, now suddenly feeling shy and timid. He remembered the initial fears he had when he first started this game, and now he didn't know what he should do.

Only, he looked up at the hill, and those fears went away. Because standing at the top, in all your glory... Was you.

You were looking off to the side, looking at the beautiful scene that played out in front of you, the golden and orange colors of the setting sun swathing you in its sheet of light, only serving to further cement the look of grace and elegance that surrounded you. You hadn't noticed him standing at the bottom of the hill, too occupied with the gentle landscape ahead of you, a look of bliss adorning your face.

And at that moment, for the first time Tamaki felt... Calm.

Calm when normally his heart would be breathing out of his chest.

Calm when normally he would've broken out into a cold sweat.

Calm when normally his head would be barraging him with terrible, fearful thoughts.

All he felt was at ease. And it was amazing, astounding even. He normally only felt comfortable whenever he was at his own house, alone.

Yet, looking at you gave him a sense of comfort, a feeling that he couldn't explain, only feel and experience.

And that's when he remembered.

All those years ago during his first year of UA, he had started interning with Fatgum. His anxiety back then was eternally much, much, worse. So much farther behind his peers, Tamaki had wondered if he'd even make it out as a hero. When all his classmates were already being seen as future heroes, when they had already taken down too many criminals and villains to count... He was still hiding his face in the wall.

He wasn't even on the clock that day, he had just been strolling around and enjoying a calm, cool day. It began to get crowded, and naturally he went to leave to somewhere less populated.

And that's when he ran into a shady figure with the same idea. There was a lady who had been walking around, hands in pockets and head down. He knew something was wrong, but he doubted his judgement.

The actual fight was blurry, he didn't remember much of that. Just the fact that he saw her placing what he knew was explosives, and a chase ensued where he also saw her locking in gates, doors, and walls to keep people from escaping.

He had looked around for a hero, nervous about whether or not he could actually do this alone. All his classmates at least had the wisdom of their mentors at their side... He was alone.

He had to steel himself that day for the first time. He had to scream at himself in his head that if he didn't do something because of his anxiety, people would die.

And he fought. And he was ahead. He was winning. The lady wasn't the best with combat, but she still put up quite a fight. Yet, Tamaki was winning, he had the upper hand. It was thrilling, yet terrifying. But still, he'd do it again to prevent the deaths of innocent people.

However at that moment, the lady split off and ran into the crowd, and Tamaki followed her without thought. He only knew something was up when a ring of shouting and worried people started to form, and he had followed the crowd. Only to see the lady holding a random person she had grabbed from the crowd, holding her hand against their head. And that person..

Was you.

It was you.. Tamaki couldn't believe he forgot. He knew your face looked familiar.

He had defeated the lady, and you had thanked him in abundance, a sweet smile decorating your relieved face.

After that, you had walked off. Only, right before that he remembered you had reached into your bag to hand him something.

What was it again?

Tamaki toiled adamantly, trying to piece together the random floating fragments of memories that flew around the vastness of his head. He thought about the past and the present, trying to come to a logical result.

Was it a trinket? No, he would've kept it.

How about a small drawing or something? No, he wouldn't put it in his pocket, and he remembered there was nothing in there.

What was it? You were a baker, so he began to believe it was a treat of some sort...

He gasped lightly to himself. That's why it all looked so familiar.

It a cookie... Decorated to look like a cat.

Too many things clashed together at once, and all Tamaki could do was look up at you in awe and nostalgia. The sounds around the park had subsided as it was getting darker, people all going inside to prepare before going to come out again in some time.

The empty air whistled around, rustling the trees and giving a slight chill to the both of you as the sun lowered even further into the darkness - not quite gone, yet not quite there.

He looked up at you solemnly once more, taking in a heavy breath as he shook at the implications that awaited him. He looked back to the time you rushed out of the bakery just for him. You had run out to still include him, even if he shied away due to his anxious thoughts.

Now it was his turn.

He walked up the hill, step by step. Bit by bit.

The entire way there he didn't take his eyes off you, not even once. His thoughts were screaming at him in his head, and his face was practically lit aflame. Yet he walked up to you with the practiced stride of that of a hero who had a deep focus he intended to complete.

You watched the sun slowly lowering, the light quivering and distorting the lower it got to the bottom of the horizon. The largest stars began to litter the sky, a balance of grey in a black and white world. Where it's not yet day, nor night.

A slight crunching off to the side caught your attention, and it suddenly hit you. You remembered the game you had played, and you stilled for a second in confusion before turning to see the source of the noise.

Eyes widening in surprise, your breath hitched as you came eye-to-eye with the person you had been wanting to see all day.

Tamaki came to a slow halt once he stood directly across from you. Neither had expected to get this far, yet it was equally desired.

Tamaki's hands broke out into a cold sweat as he trembled in place, scared yet still determined. Your heart hammered in your chest, a look of wonder taking hold of your expression.

"I-"

"You-"

Looking at each other with a bewildered appearance, a grin suddenly formed across your face as you broke out into a fit of snickers, Tamaki joining in with that crooked smile of his. He was eternally grateful you knew how to defuse his nervousness, even without particularly trying.

"I suppose... You got the notes too?"

You chuckled a bit, rubbing the back of your neck. "Yeah, I don't suppose you were the one responsible for them?"

He shook his head, a knowing smile growing on the both of your faces as you recalled two particularly mischievous friends of yours.

"No, it wasn't me, sorry."

He swallowed thickly, quickly deciding to get this over with.

"But..."

He choked on his words a bit, the idea and fear of rejection taking hold once again. He loved having you as a friend, and while the idea of being something more was certainly appealing, he couldn't risk losing what he already had. It was terrifying. Even with that small part that constantly screamed for him to get over it.

You smiled softly, a silent understanding. "But..." You parroted, stepping forward and gently taking his hand in yours.

He felt the connection, and you both went silent, only looking at your intertwined hands. He furrowed his eyebrows, trying to force the words out. All that came out was his hand enclosing yours.

Yet it spoke so much more than words could've.

The sun had completely gone down at this point, leaving the two of you to depend on the few surrounding street lights that were placed farther below. The darkness was comforting in a way, and Tamaki felt a little more at ease without his sight constantly worrying him.

If he looked closely enough however, he could trace the outlines of your face, the soft light of the curved moon lighting up the edges of your jaw and nose, along with adding a slight shimmer to your eyes. The darkness took away most of his sight, but it strengthened his other senses. Such as the feeling of your warm, soft hand in his.

The cool breeze blew by once more. A setting that Tamaki knew he was comfortable with.

You were about to say something, when you felt a gentle tug on your hand. Looking back up, you saw the silhouette of Tamaki looking back at you, gesturing gently downwards towards an empty field of grass at the bottom of the hill.

You silently followed, a giddy grin on your face and fuzzy feelings in your stomach. You both stumbled down, softly laughing at the clumsiness caused because of the lack of light. Your laughter rang out like sweet chimes and bells to Tamaki, and he wanted to hear more. He wanted to see you smile more. For you to be more content. All around him, with him, because of him.

You both came to a stop in the middle of the flourishing grassy area, filled with moist plants trying to cling to your legs and the calming aroma that was caused from the rain that fell the night before. You giggled and grabbed Tamaki's other hand, unknowingly giving him a slight confidence boost that was so badly needed for him.

He smiled at your cheerful state, thrilled that this wasn't going bad as he feared. He looked at you directly, silently diverting your attention to him. Tamaki smiled kindly before turning to look at the expanse of grass that grew tall and short all around you.

You turned to try to see what he was looking at, and Tamaki looked at you from the corner of his eye with a tender smile before softly brushing his arm over some of the taller grasses that grew, causing them to gently sway. You were about to ask him the reasoning behind his odd behavior, but your question died out before you could get it out of your throat.

What had caught your attention was little yellow and golden glowing specks that flickered to life before hazily floating around in the air, some almost as if they were half asleep, others shooting around as if they were a coiled spring waiting to jump to life.

They were fireflies. Tons of them.

You looked up around you in awe, and for a split second Tamaki was grateful for his secluded lifestyle, only knowing of this trick after years of visiting this grassy plain since he was a child. It was a secret only few knew of, and he was more than willing to share it with you. The look on your face caused him no regrets - a first in his life.

You continued looking around at the fluttering orbs of light, their soft glows weakly illuminating the area. It was surreal in a way, and the constant feeling that you were floating around in outer space never left you.

Letting out a soft chuckle, Tamaki gingerly squeezed your hand a little, seeing no way in which he'd allow this moment to be ruined by his nervous thoughts.

Laughing in response, you grabbed his hand tighter in yours, and with you leading the way you both walked around the field together, igniting many more of the fireflies to begin flying around at the disturbance in the grass. All around you now they fluttered, their glow flickering and buzzing. It was as if little stars were surrounding you, always in constant motion.

The sounds of the people beginning to come out started trickling in, fading in from small laughs and chatting and growing into an inferno of singing, clanking, yells and screeches of joy from little children and the barking of a random dog every now and then. The festivals were starting, but luckily they were held on the other side of the park, it being split in two by a thick layer of trees heavy with leaves.

Your attention was brought back to Tamaki again as he feebly tugged your hand once more, avoiding eye contact with you when you turned by directing his attention to ground, timidly rubbing the nape of his neck.

Reaching out a hand, you softly brought his head up to look you in the eyes, offering him a kind smile when he followed suit. He felt inside of his mouth grow dry and his heart skipped a beat. You looked too lovely for him to handle, the light caused by the flames of the lamps being set out illuminating you in a dreamlike manner.

"So... About those notes" you started.

His eyes flickered up to yours for a second before just as quickly flittering back away. "I'm sorry if they caused any trouble... "

He looked down further at the ground, the swaying grass helping to comfort him a bit. He liked being outdoors, being one with nature.

"But... Whatever they held... Ne-never compared to how I really feel about you"

Darn, the stuttering was kicking in. He needed to get his words out or it'll get worse. He didn't think he'd be able to bear the embarrassment.

"Tamaki-"

He grabbed your other hand in shaking grip. All inside, his body and mind was going into overdrive, he was melting from the inside out. His brain screamed and his body trembled. Things were falling apart, deteriorating. But he wasn't going to leave without you at least knowing how he felt. He was terrified. But bravery isn't the absence of fear. It's being courageous in the company of fear. Fatgum taught him that.

Time to be brave.

"I can't keep this from you anymore, and-and I'll understand if you don't feel the same. I-I'll get it..."

He took a deep breath before looking you in the eyes.

"I really don't want to lose you... So ple-please, if this is stupid, please tell me now. I want you in my life anyway I can-"

Before he finished you squeezed his hands, cutting him off. "I can never leave you. I never want you to worry about that, okay?" Your voice was soft and serene.

Tamaki gulped and nodded. "I have this weird feeling when i'm with you, I can't explain it, but I know it's a good feeling..."

"...So please... [Name]"

He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, trying to get it out quickly enough before his mind could retort.

"Iloveyousorry.." (I love you, sorry)

He froze in place, not even bothering trying to take his hands back from you to his side. He simply stilled, every inch of him frozen in terror, worry, and anticipation. He's never even felt this anxious over any of the villains he fought.

A thick silence weighed down upon the two of you as you tried to take it all in. It was heavy, the sheer power of three simple words.

You could see Tamaki beginning to shake more and more, and through his shut eyes you saw small tears forming. Quickly jumping into action, you attempted to calm him down.

"Hey... calm down, it's okay." You rubbed his hands in yours with your thumb, trying to urge him to look up at you. He didn't speak, only shaking his head to the side a bit.

"Tamaki..."

You looked down at the ground too, your own stomach fluttering and heart thumping in your chest. Now it's your turn.

"I... I love you too."

Clearly not expecting that response, Tamaki blinked opened his eyes, slowly pulling his head back up to look at you once again. He looked at you in silence for a second, caught off guard by the response.

"You.." he then pointed to himself, dazed. "M-me...?"

You shook your head, chuckling a little.

"Yes, you. Yes, I love you. It's always been you, just you and only you..."

"You're everything I've always wanted and more..." He whispered lightly, stunned and barely holding it all together. He felt lightheaded, and drunk on joy. His heart no longer beat in aching desperation, but rather now for you. His mind no longer screamed at him but rather sat silently, you being the only one that was able to make the painful words disappear.

The wind bristled the leaves of the trees and caused the tall blades of grass surrounding you to flutter and quiver. Someone was cooking something nearby, because the smell of warm cooked foods wafted through the air. Laughter rung about and filled the area with a sense of comfort.

Time seemed to freeze around the both of you, the feeling of being the only ones to exist engulfing you both entirely as you looked each other eye in loving eye.

You both seemed to be drawn in by each other's presence, as if a magnet was pulling you towards each other. Soon enough, you both were barely inches from each other. You looked up at him, simply enjoying each other's company in comfortable silence.

"Can I... Can I hug you?" You broke the barrier with your question, and for the first time Tamaki saw you nervous. You, the one who was just as boisterous as Mirio and Nejire. You, who was friendly with everyone you ran into. You, who was now standing in front of him, fiddling with your fingers in his hands and switching your weight on each foot as you fidgeted from side to side.

He shook his head, a small tender smile growing on face. "I'd like that..."

You leaned in, a little surprised to see Tamaki leaning in as well to meet you halfway. Both your arms wrapped around each other in a loving, silent embrace. He rested his head on your shoulder, and you noticed his grip was light, too afraid of squeezing you too tight.

Staying that way for a couple minutes, you both visibly relaxed at the relief that came with the realization that it was all over. No more games. No more desperate pinning. No more lonely heartaches. You had him and he had you.

Feeling Tamaki begin to pull away slightly, both your faces warmed when you realized just how close you both were. He stuttered a bit, quietly to himself, before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Can I... - no sorry, forget I said anything"

He tried diverting his attention to the ground again, although you noticed he never removed his arms from around you, both not wanting to leave the warmth and comfort of the other. You gently brought him to face you again.

"No, no... You can ask me anything. Please don't worry about any judgment from me, I'm not going to get upset with you."

He slightly brought in some air through his teeth, creating a light hissing sound as he debated over it, ultimately deciding to go for it.

"May I... I-is it if I kiss you?" His voice grew quieter as he spoke, until it was almost unintelligible at the end - which it possibly would've been if you weren't so close to him.

Your face warmed as your heart hammered away once again, a shy smile forming on your lips.

"I'd... Like that. Please"

He nodded, and without any further words leaned in, connecting to you in a quick, sweet peck. He pulled away for a second, but you leaned in and crashed your lips against his once more. He froze for a second, face burning hot, before finally melting into your embrace. His hand moved from around your back to settling on your waist, content and comfortable.

The moment was tender and soft, and the two of you were too wrapped up in each other to pay any attention to the fireworks that blazed across the sky in their colorful glory, marking the peak of the festival.

Pulling away, you both looked at each other for a split second, before Tamaki burst into red, pulling you a little closer and nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck, the red reaching all the way up to his ears.

You simply held him close just as he did to you as well, both reveling in the loving solace you brought one another. The fireworks continued to go off. The fireflies were still flickering. People were laughing, and music was still being played.

You smiled as you turned to Tamaki, the smile growing at how content he was while holding you in his arms.

"Tamaki...?"

He opened his eyes, pulling away to look at you clearly. "Yes?"

"Do you want to go look at to festival with me?"

At that moment Tamaki realized just how drained he was. That game had taken most of the day to complete, and being constantly surrounded by people along with the anxiety that was brought on by his worrying about confessing only served to drain him further.

"I'm a little tired..."

"It's alright, we can get something to eat and then head home."

He smiled softly and held you tenderly, completely enamored by how you were so loving and kind.

"I'd like that..."

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

"So-o ~"

Mirio teased Tamaki as they walked through the hallways to the cafeteria.

"I-it's nothing, Mirio" Tamaki groaned in response, regretting having let his friends in on what had went down only a few nights before.

You had both agreed to start seeing each other officially, and soon enough Tamaki became a regular at the bakery you worked at, much to Mirio's and Nejire's delight.

"Seems like it's something to me!"

Nejire piped, am equally teasing look on her face as well.

Tamaki could only groan and hide his face in his hands as Mirio and Nejire congratulated him, with Mirio patting him in the back with his good hearted nature.

Tamaki was eternally grateful he had you in his life. You helped him see things about himself he never knew before, helping to boost his confidence a smidge along with easing his anxiety levels. In a way, you were his new emotional comfort, no longer needing to hide his face in the walls as much (he'd just go to you for a hug instead).

And it was all because of a little cat cookie.

∴∵∴ ୨୧ ∴∵∴ ୨୧ ∴∵∴ ୨୧ ∴∴∵∴ ୨୧ ∴∵∴ ୨୧ ∴∵∴

BONUS:

"I knew she looked familiar!" The blue haired girl exclaimed.

"Yeah, but he's never going to admit he has feelings for her anytime soon, you have any ideas?" The blond boy questioned, his finger on his chin.

"Ooh! I know! What if we write them confession letters, and sign them from each other!" The girl came up with.

"Hmm, I was going to say Scavenger Hunt, but I like that idea too"

The girl hummed in thought, when a mischievous smile broke out across her face.

"Why don't we combine them?"

The blond chuckled, an equally wily smile growing on his own face as well, his blue eyes sparkling playfully.

"I like the sound of that. They'll be sure to have lots of fun!"

Fun for them, maybe.

A/N:

I'm sorry if that wasn't the best! It's not exactly what I normally write, but it was still such fun writing anyways! ୧꒰*´꒳`*꒱૭✧

Also for some reason a lot of my friends were particularly interested in seeing how this one turned out [probably because it's the first romance I've written wwww ( ´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠) ]

I hope you liked this at least a little, I tried rather hard with this one because I wanted it to be realistic but not boring, and fluffy but not embarrassing to read ヾ（´▽｀）

Requests are open! Tags are open! Feel free to ask anything or let me know of any feedback/comments you have! I appreciate it a lot! (ृ´͈ ᵕ `͈ ृ )

Thank you all again! I hope you have a lovely day! ⁠♡

年2023/月05/日10

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Tamaki Amajiki X (GN) Reader :

**Genre: Fluff?? **Word Count: 647 **Warning(s): cussing, some inappropriate remarks, use of c^nt once, cringy, NOT proofread, thought of this at 2 am **Key: R/N- Random Name, R/N/F- Random Name’s Friend, Y/N- Your Name **Note: Y/n gender is not specified/ GN for anyone

Background: You and Tamaki have been dating for a few months and have been friends since middle school. No one knows you two are together. Nejire and Mirio know Tamaki is seeing someone but respects his privacy and your friends don’t know you’re seeing anyone. You are a first year in this. Everyone knows you two are close friends but no one thinks it could be anything more. This does have things that don’t follow the timeline/plot line exact and yes this is partially based on that one scene in Victorious. NOW onto the story!

The festival of the year was here. The weather was perfect, the light breeze carrying the sounds of laughter and joy through the air. Everyone was at the U.A. Festival. One of the third year classes had put on a dance for their activity. Everyone was dancing having a good time. At least it seemed that way, over near the side by some tables were the big three. They were all talking, when two girls came up to them. “Hey it’s Tamaki, right? We’re in the same year! I’m (R/N) and this is (R/N/F).” Tamaki was very flustered and taken aback by the attention. “h..hi, nice to meet you two.” With this Mirio decided to pipe in, “I’m Mirio and this is Nejire. We’re Tamaki’s best friends. It’s a pleasure to meet you guys.” “We know you two, we came here to talk to Tamaki” (R/F/N) snootily responded. After that conversation continued mostly (R/N) flirting and (R/F/N) edging them on. Tamaki was getting very uncomfortable. Across the room, you were dancing and having fun with your friends when you caught sight of Tamaki looking like he’s about to be sick. You quickly tell your friends you’ll be back and start making your way over to everyone. As you approach you hear (R/N) say, “so you’re quick, you use tentacles a lot, I wonder what else those tentacles can do”. “Um, excuse me. He has a girlfriend/boyfriend/significant other .” [Nejire] “I don’t see her/him/them” [R/N] Hearing this you storm up behind R/N not even caring that you just knocked about twenty people over on your way. R/N turns to look you up and down after you tap them on the shoulder. “Now you see her/him/them” “Well I don’t see much”[R/N]. At this point the music is off and the room is quiet all attention on you and R/N. “Leave my BOYFRIEND alone.” “And what if I don’t? I mean he can do so much better than some puny first year like yourself. He’d mush rather have an older more experie….” Before R/N could finish their sentence you decked them in the face. “What the hell is wrong with you! Sexualizing him when it’s clearly making him uncomfortable and disrespecting our relationship on top of that. Stay the HELL away from my boyfriend, got it c^nt” R/N and their friend quickly ran off. “Wow that was nice of you to cover for Tamaki, pretending to be his girlfriend/ boyfriend/ significant other. You’re a good friend y/n.” Hearing yourself referred to as a good friend by Mirio really hurt but you simply nod and walk back to your friends. You’re about half way back when you feel someone grab your arm and spin you around, before you can process what is happening lips are on yours. You immediately recognize them as Tamaki’s. Kissing him back you, he quickly pulls away, “..um thanks.. for that and um sorry for not telling everyone about us sooner.. I just I really.. um…” “I know you hate all the attention. No worries. And I’m glad everyone knows now.” Everyone around you two were cheering and tamaki confessed for the first time… “ I love you (y/n)” stunned you stare at him for a moment before simply replying “I love you too Tamaki” and pulling him into another quick kiss.

Sorry this was cringy and horrible writing this was done at 2am and is my first Fanfic type thing!! Requests are open if anyone is interested!! And thank you for reading!!

[xxoolii]

my brain is doing that thing where it imagines BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP and then they BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEEEEPPPP until i can’t think, you get me or what??

[tired-teacher-blog]

Hi there teach, i hope you are fine and have a lovely day so far. 💜 I got here 'cause of your wonderful bakugo and dabi content. I have just finished reading your fic "my savior/my demise". It got me in an emotional rollercoaster with all the fluff, smut and the super sad ending 😢

I don't know if you have the time or the mood for a request. If not it's totally okay, then just ignore this. But IF you do: how would the bnha boys (especially bakugo and kirishima but all others are welcome as well) react if I accidentally moaned their pro hero name instead of their real name while fucking or making out because they are so hot in their full costume and it was always a fantasy of mine to fuck them while they are wearing it. I don't know if this makes any sense to you... 😅

Hi sweetie your ask had me all warm and tingly 🥰 I'm really honored you enjoyed my content especially My Dabi's fic because it's too special for me. I'm also very sorry to keep you waiting for so long I'm really hopeless 🥲 but I loved working on your request so I hope you enjoy my input!

Title : Call me by my hero name

Characters : Bakugo/ Kirishima/ Midoriya/ Kaminari/ Amajiki/ Fem reader

Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ Fluff

Notes : I really wanted to include Shouto, but his hero name is the same as his given name so it wouldn't work in this context.

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

Bakugo :

You tilted your head back, knuckles blanching as you fisted the sheets beneath your writhing body.

He had you at his mercy, legs flung over his shoulders and hips pushed in place by his big dominating hands.

He smirked as your glistening pussy winked at him and he couldn't help but lean in to devour you some more.

What got you in that position was your own wild fantasies. He was disheveled, sweaty and still in his hero costume when he stepped into the appartement, and it was as if you were possessed as you jumped in his arms giving him no chance to react to your sudden attack.

_ "Katsuki, you look so good like that." you moaned softly against his neck as you nibbled teasingly on his warm skin.

That was all it took for him to wordlessly shake off his gauntlets and carry you to bed where he stripped you naked and started feasting on your sopping cunt.

_ "Fuck.. you taste so good baby." he slurred against your clit before licking a slow stripe along the rosy nub.

Your hands moved to fist on his unruly locks as your back arched off the bed.

_ "Dynamight.. yes, yes keep going please!"

What did you just call him? Did he hear you right?

He freed himself from your clutches and lifted his head up, an amused expression plastered on his face, "what did you say?" he licked his glistening lips as he awaited your answer.

_ "D.. Dynamight.." you mumbled averting your gaze.

He moved up until he was mere centimeters away from your face, and you gasped realizing that his fingers would be replacing his mouth.

_ "Say it again." he demanded before slowly pushing two fingers inside your gaping cunt, "I wanna see your face when you say it." his lust filled eyes bored into you, and that's when you realized that a long, long night was awaiting. Not that you minded one bit.

_ "Dynamight.. please.."

Kirishima :

_ "Right, I got it.. uh huh.. don't worry about it."

Eijiro was on the phone one day when you decided to surprise him and drop by his agency during lunch time.

"Hi babe, what a nice surprise. I'll be with you in a minute." was what he whispered as soon as you walked into his office, food packages in hand.

You nodded with a smile and placed the boxes on the table before taking a seat.

He was in his full costume minus the headpiece, and you marveled at the way his godly muscles flexed with each move he made.

That damn costume.. it left no room for imagination, and you couldn't begin to count the times you pictured him pounding your pussy while wearing it.

You shook your head and thanked the heavens he was unaware of your sinful fantasies.

_ "I'm sorry it took so long sunshine, it's about our recent mission, I was.." your lips were on his in an instant, catching him off guard and leaving him wide eyed as your sneaky fingers roamed his exposed pecs.

Fortunately, he got his composure quick enough to grab your buttocks and lift you up with ease.

You instantly wrapped your legs around his waist and moved your hands up to his scarlet hair, pulling gently when your back hit the wall.

_ "So, food is not the only surprise you have prepared for me huh?" he pecked your nose once before trailing soft kisses along your neck.

_ "Yes, yes Mr Red Riot.. you have me all to yourself." you moaned tilting your head back and licking your lips. You were too aroused to think straight, but he'd caught every word you whimpered for him, boosting his confidence and turning him on even more.

_ "Food should wait babe, I don't think I have any more patience." his breath tickled your skin and the roll of his hips against yours proved his seriousness as you were able to feel his hardening cock grazing your inner thigh.

_ "You should visit me more often gorgeous."

Izuku :

_ "Izuku look! You're on TV!" you jumped up and down excitedly watching the footage of him fighting a villain on the street.

It wasn't the first time he was caught on camera, he is one of the top heroes in the world after all, but your excitement is the same each and every time and he finds it endearing.

_ "Oh is this about last night's attack?" he came out of the bathroom toweling his hair, and walked right up to you kissing your cheek and pulling you to the couch with him.

_ "Yeah it is! You're so cool!" you were smitten, and never been able to hide it. Watching him in action has always weakened your resolve.. and he knew it.

He gazed at you with amusement as you cheered for him to kick the villain's ass.

And only when he chuckled did you finally tear your attention away from TV.

_ "What, what is it?" your expressions still held the same spark that adorned your features the whole evening.

_ "Nothing, you're just so cute." he pinched your cheek lovingly and turned his head to the news report ahead.

And without warning, you moved to mount him..

_ " Honey, what.. what are you.." he was tense and not at all how composed he looked on TV.

_ "I love you Izuku," you pecked his quivering lips softly, "or should I call you Deku." you giggled right after mouthing his hero name.

In all sincerity, you wanted to fluster him further but his reaction left you astonished.

His panicked appearance instantly switched into an aroused one.

_ "Yeah, call me Deku," and it sounded more like an order than a request.

When did he carry you to the bedroom? When did you lose your shirt? And when did he drop his towel and settle between your legs? Your brain was all fogged up to comprehend.

_ "Deku.." you reached out to him, silently seeking more contact.

_ "You better call me that when I make you cum later, am I clear?" he commanded again, removing your panties and you nodded eagerly pulling him flush against you.

Kaminari :

His lips and fingers roamed your trembling body like a hungry dog searching for food.

It was too late for you to protest, you were the one who got yourself in trouble after all.

All you wanted was to get him a little bit riled up, and flirting with Sero right in front of him sure did the trick.

It was a joke that you and Sero agreed upon, but never in a million years had you expected it to turn out the way it did.

However, seeing how forceful and impatient he was being, spurred you on immeasurably.

The only time you get to witness that side of him is when he's fighting villains, and the realization reminded you of an old fantasy that you've never shared with him.. until now.

_ "You know? Seeing you in your hero costume everyday, bravely fighting for justice.. I don't know how to explain it but, it's perfect." you struggled to keep your cool under his enticing touches, but your words intrigued him and he wanted to hear more.

His tongue swirled around your hardening nipples, and his fingers moved between your legs fondling the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. You squirmed trying to get him to touch where you most wanted him to, but he wasn't done teasing you for what you pulled earlier, so you'd have to wait longer.

_ "What do you mean by that?" he mumbled around your perky tit but you remained silent, biting the back of your hand to prevent yourself from crying out his name. That didn't seem to please him at all.

You squealed, arching your back as his teeth sunk into the soft fat of your mound, "Chargebolt! Be gentle please!" it was never your intention to whimper his hero name, but you did, and it was too late to take it back.

_ "What did you just call me?!" his face brightened as he sprang up to look you straight in the eyes, "please call me that again honey!" he was like a giant puppy and the sudden change in his behavior brought the biggest smile to your face.

_ "My Chargebolt." you whispered cradling his cheeks, and that was the moment his fingers had finally found their way to your longing cunt.

Amajiki :

His ragged breathing and sheepish moans filled the room, and it was music to your ears.

_ "Sweetheart, you don't have to.. you really don't." he did try to stop you, but how could you miss the chance to kneel between his legs and take him into your mouth? Or to see his aroused expressions and feel his fingers dancing through your hair as he releases deep down your throat?

He looked so cute trying to remain calm, but it wasn't working.

You bobbed your head a little faster and twirled your tongue around his raging tip.

_ "Y/n! Baby not too fast!" his whines were getting louder and you were tempted to torment him further. So you cupped his heavy balls, fondling them slowly as your mouth carried on with its task.

_ "No, no.. this is so embarrassing! Please y/n!"

..but did you listen?

His reactions turned you on, but you wanted to feel something more. So you moved your free hand down to push your soaking panties to the side, and slipped two fingers inside yourself while your thumb fondled the swelled up needy clit.. just the way he always does right before pushing his hard cock into your core.

Seeing it all from his angle drove him closer to his blissful ending. He couldn't take his eyes off of you.. you were simply divine.

_ "Tamaki.. I can feel you twitching already.. am I doing a good job?" you slurred around his shaft as you gazed up in anticipation.

_ "Yeah.. ngh.. you're doing really good sweetheart.. I'm so close." his cute little groans made you quicken your pace around his cock and inside your pussy, and seeing the state he was in awakened a wild idea that you had pushed to the back of your mind.

_ "I'm so happy you're enjoying it.. Suneater" you've always wished to suck him off while in his hero costume, you wanted to know if that would bring a ferocious side out of him.

_ "Baby stop stop! Please I'm gonna cum!" he tried pushing you away but you refused to budge, and took everything he spurted like a champ.

He instantly dropped to his knees, wiping your mouth and apologizing in the process, but you loved every bit of it.

_ "So you like to be called by your hero name huh?" your teasing carried on.

_ "What.. yeah you're wrong, anyway it's my turn to take care of you now." his fingers moved to replace your own as he gently invaded your cavern.

_ "Yes! Yes! Suneater.. just like that!" you had just unlocked a secret door, and you couldn't wait to explore the unfamiliar area behind it.

@flying-lamb

[fanficriter]

Tamaki Amajiki x reader

Warnings: Death, nightmares, drowning, reader definitely has ptsd

Notes: Pulled this out of my ass at 3 in the morning it’s definitely trash. Not proof read

Reader gets called princess

——————————————————————————Water, screams, death, and drowning.

That’s all you knew at that point

Your quirk couldn’t help this. Your quirk couldn’t help them. You couldn’t help them.

You’re no hero, You’re a failure, a monster.

A villain…

At least that’s what the mother of the boy you weren’t able to save spat at you.

That’s what that little boy cried when you had to break his heart, telling him you weren’t able to save his father.

You sit up in a sweat, memories from that day 4 years ago flood your mind as you drown in your tears. You only just now notice the hand who shook you awake, resting on your shoulder. You whip your head to the side to find your boyfriend, a worried look in his eyes.

“Tama…”

You say in a broken whisper. You lunge yourself into his arms as he strokes your hair.

“Shh, shh. I-Its okay… you’re okay. It’s over.”

He coos. His voice was comforting. It always is. It helped. It helped when you got home that night 4 years ago, drenched in water, sweat and tears. It helped when you cried in his arms. He’d never seen you cry like that. It helped those few months when you couldn’t be near a body of water without your heart rate spiking, and panic arising in your body.

“I couldn’t help them, Tama! It’s- it’s my fault! I-“

“No. No it’s not… S-stop saying that”

He interrupts you, his eyes not leaving yours.

“Breath. In and out, just like we practiced, yea?”

He sits in front of you, your hands in his, then starts taking a deep breath, and you follow. In and out. Until your cries were reduced to small hiccups and sniffs. You look up at him, his adoring eyes staring straight back into your shattered ones.

“It’s been 4 years, Tama… I-i’m supposed to be better! I can’t-“

Your hands move to your head, tugging on your hair. Tamaki quickly shuts it down, taking back your hands, kissing your knuckles softly.

“P-princess… You’ve come so far. Just because you get a nightmare every so often, doesn’t mean your progress is lost.”

He murmurs. You try to deny it, but as always, Tamaki continues to be the perfect boyfriend.

“Remember when you couldn’t take showers? Or when the nightmares would come every night? I-i hate that you can’t see how much progress you’re making e-everyday, Darling…”

He holds your face in his hands before leaning down, gently kissing you. Pulling away, he rests his forehead against yours.

“You have been carrying a world of burden on your shoulders…”

He gently pulls you back to lay your head on his chest, softly petting your hair as he kisses the top of your head.

“You can set the world down now, love.”

[dabislilbaby]

Happy Anniversary

Tamaki x f!Reader

A/N: Hii! This is my first ever finished fanfiction. So I hope you guys enjoy<3 please leave feedback in the comments, it would be greatly appreciated :)

P.S posting the song right here ↓ but also at the point in the story where you're supposed to listen to it.

Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, Unprotected sex, Creampie, multiple orgasms, praise kink(both sides), oral (both Tamaki and fem reader receiving), slightly dom Tamaki but still a shy baby lol. Also slightly dom fem reader just for a little bit.

Summary: Tamaki wants to do something special for you on your anniversary, so he comes up with a plan to be a little more dominant with you than usual.

Word Count: 4.2k

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Tamaki was always so shy and timid. Even though he was more comfortable with you than anyone else, there were still things he struggled with because of his lack of self confidence. Though over time, with your help, he was making progress. With you around, always supporting him and making him comfortable. Calming him down from his panic attacks and reassuring him constantly when he felt insecure. He really appreciated everything you did for him and you held such a special place in his heart.

Because of his shy nature, that usually meant that you would take the wheel in the bedroom. Though he'd become more comfortable touching you and even initiating sometimes. But he was still always too nervous to be in any kind of control, worrying if he'd be good enough and not wanting to disappoint you. You were his first, and he was grateful for your patience with him. However, today was a special day. And he wanted to do something just as special for you. Even though you really didn't mind the current dynamic the two of you had, he did know that you'd like it if he were a little more dominant then he was. It was never spoken, but he knew you liked to read books containing adult content, and he'd peek at them a few times when you weren't home. At first he'd worried that he wasn't enough for you. But through your constant reassurance, he understood that he was enough.

Over the past few weeks, in preparation for your anniversary, Tamaki had been reading through some of your books while you weren't home. He didn't want you to know, because he wanted what he was planning to be a surprise. He flipped through the pages, reading and picking up ideas. There were some things that were far too out of his comfort zone. But there were plenty of small things that he felt he could accomplish. He took notes (how cute) and hid them in his top drawer where you rarely looked. Coming up with a plan. He did this often when he was nervous about doing something. He would run through a scenario over and over in his head until he felt confident enough to attempt it. And he was smart enough to think of different outcomes so he wouldn't become overwhelmed if it didn't go as planned. These were all coping mechanisms that you taught him when things became too much.

The day of your anniversary came, and he was feeling very nervous. Though he didn't show it. He took the day off from hero work, but your boss at the agency wouldn't let up so you still had to go in today. Tamaki told you that morning that he would take care of everything for when you got home and you didn't need to worry about a thing. This was part of his plan.

The two of you agreed on no gifts, but he decided to get you one anyway. Driving to the nearest jewelry store and picking something he'd hoped you liked. He ran a few errands while he was out to grab things he'd need to make dinner. He was making your favorite. A few hours later, he was in the middle of cooking when he got a text from you saying that you were on your way home.

"Baby, I'm home" you called walking through the door, throwing your Keys in the little dish beside you. The smell of what he was cooking engulfed your senses and it made your stomach turn. It smelled so delicious. You were grateful that Tamaki was such a good cook, given his quirk and all. The foods he would make you tasted like absolute heaven on your tongue. You made your way to the kitchen where you saw him slaving away, with a hand towel draped over his shoulder. You always found it attractive when he was cooking, though you never really knew why. You snuck up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. As soon as he felt your touch, he spoke. "Hi bunny, how was your day?" He asked in his adorably soft spoken voice. "My day was good, but a lot better now that I'm home." You nuzzled your face into his back, kissing him thru the fabric of his shirt. You could smell his cologne and it was so intoxicating.

He smiled at your comment, you slipped away from him and leaned over to look at what he was making. "Go take a hot shower and get into something comfy, dinner will be ready soon" he leaned over to kiss you on the forehead. You nodded and made your way to the bedroom. As you walked away, he noticed a little pink bag in your hands, the rim outlined in black with the letter "V" painted on very visibly. His face turned a light shade of pink. He knew what it meant when you'd come home with a bag like that. You'd got something special, just for him. Something only he got to see. You had a very high sex drive, and he'd learned to get used to it. He didn't mind the fun happening almost every night as long as you were happy. Not that he was complaining either.

Once you finished up your shower, you threw on some comfy, but cute clothes. You left the little pink bag in the bathroom so you could get to it later. When you walked out into the hall you heard music coming from the dining room.

You walked out further, the lights were dim and there were candles on the table. Along with plates full of delicious looking food and two glasses of wine. You knew that Tamaki was a hopeless romantic but it still always surprised you when he pulled out all the stops like this. It was a kind of affection that you weren't used to with your ex's. Still, you loved every bit of it.

He noticed you walk in the room and his eyes darted to meet yours. You watched as his eyes roamed your body. You weren't wearing anything special, and neither was he, but he still thought you looked so pretty. Just like that. Wearing a pair of shorts and one of his T-shirts that was just a little too big for you. Slightly damp hair and your beautiful e/c eyes. How'd he get so lucky, he thought.

You sat down at the table across from him. "This looks so delicious, Tama '' you closed your eyes and let the smell of the food engulf your senses once more. Your stomach practically crying out for a taste. "Oh! I almost forgot." You tilted your head slightly, watching as he jumped out of his chair and ran back to the kitchen. He came back with a small red box. "Close your eyes" he said, fidgeting with the box. "But we said no gi-" he cut you off. "Just close them!" He said impatiently with a big smile as he walked behind you. You did as he asked. He set the box on the table. Opening it and pulling out your gift. You felt his soft hand pull your hair over to one shoulder, and cold metal fall across your collarbone and slide up to your neck. He clasped the necklace, moving your hair back to its original position. "Okay, you can open your eyes" he said nervously. Hoping that you'd like your gift. You opened your eyes and your hand traced the cold metal against your skin. You pulled out your phone to open the camera and take a look. It was a beautiful silver necklace. Thin and dainty, but so pretty. In the center layed the letter "T" that shined with rhinestones. "Oh, Tama. I love it!" You set your phone on the table and stood to throw your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug. You felt his body relax into yours, a deep exhale leaving his lips as he wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face into your hair. "I love you, bunny" he spoke so quietly, almost a whisper. "I love you too " you whispered back, his grip on you getting a little tighter as he kissed your forehead. "Let's eat, I'm starving" he said, pulling away from your hug. The two of you finished your dinner and enjoyed each other's company. Moving to the living room snuggled up on the couch for a while as you had a few more glasses of wine.

The song 'Moments' by Micah Edward started playing, and Tamaki stood up, holding his hand out to you. You laid your hand in his and stood with him. He wrapped a hand around your waist, the other interlocking his fingers with yours, pulling you closer to him. You let your free hand rest comfortably in his chest and the two of you swayed to the music, slow dancing in your living room. It was moments like this that were the reason you fell in love with him. His gentle touch and attention to detail. He was so sweet and caring, always doing what he could to make you feel happy and loved, and you did the same for him. He twirled you around once, making you giggle at the silly little gesture before pulling you back into his chest, arm finding its place around your waist, resting on your hip. He took his other hand out of yours, tucking the hair behind your ear before cupping your cheek, bringing your gaze to meet his. He stared into your e/c eyes and caressed your skin with his thumb. He leaned down to you, placing a soft kiss on your lips. Something he didn't initiate very often. The kiss was gentle and sweet. You could taste the wine on his lips once you entangled your tongue with his, still swaying to the music. The hand that rested on his chest had moved to take hold at the nape of his neck, running your fingers through his soft hair. He liked it when you played with his hair, his hold on your waist getting a little tighter. The kiss lasted a few minutes, growing oh so slightly in intensity. You pulled away from him, and he made a small noise as the feeling of your lips went away. "I have a surprise for you." You said, pulling you hand back down to his chest. His face dusted a light shade of pink, remembering the bag you came home with as you led him to the bedroom. The two of you entered to room, the lights were off and instead of turning them on, you decided to light the candle you kept on your nightstand. Casting very little dim light across the room. As you lit the candle, Tama came up behind you. Chest pressed against your back. You could feel his erection growing on your back side as he thought about what might have been in that little pink bag. He left a kiss on your neck. Eager to go through with his plan and give you what he knew you wanted. You turned to face him, noticing his eyes filled with lust and desire. You cupped his cheek in your hand. "You stay here and get comfortable." You brought his face down to meet yours with a kiss, before pulling him a little closer so you could whisper in his ear. "And make sure you're naked when I get back." You whispered seductively and his dick twitched in his pants. You let go of him and made your way to the bathroom to change into the racy lingerie you'd bought special for tonight. Once you left the room, Tamaki quickly rid himself of his clothing like you asked. Throwing them off to the side of the room somewhere. He retraced your words in his head. "Get comfortable, and make sure you're naked when I get back" he laid down on the bed, resting his back against the cushioned headboard. His heart began to race and he went over his plan in his head. Making sure he wouldn't mess anything up. Remembering the things he read and wrote down.

The door to the bathroom creaked open as you stepped through. Revealing to him the 'surprise'. His face turned from a light shade of pink to a rich shade of red when he saw you,standing there in all your glory. You wore a thin, black lace pair of panties that stretched over the curve of your hips, a matching lace bra that hugged your breast perfectly, accompanied with black tinted sheer thigh high tights with matching lace trim. You were stunning. Had him practically drooling at the sight of you. You watch as his erection grew bigger right before you. Eyes trailing your body, desire filling his senses. You loved the attention. The way he looked at you and lusted over your body. It was addicting.

You crawled into bed, tracing your fingers along his thigh, up past his stomach and to his chest. All the thoughts of his 'plan' had left his brain the moment you touched him, looking like that. You rested your hand on his chest, bracing yourself on the bed with the other while you held yourself above him. You kissed him passionately, wine still lingering on his lips. You intertwined your tongue with his, roaming his body with your hand. You could feel the tempo of his heart increasing with every touch. He melted for you, like he always does. You reached between the two of you, running your fingers gently up his shaft while you peppered light kisses on his jaw and neck. You could hear the soft moans that you coaxed out of him. Your soft kisses continued down his chest and his stomach, forcing his muscles to contract the closer you got to his most sensitive area. His breath hitched when you kissed the head of his dick. You grabbed it lightly in your hand, holding it up straight as you watched the precum leak out of him. You smirked. "I've barely even touched you, baby" the sound of your sweet, seductive voice making him twitch in your hand. You looked up at him to see the back of his hand resting on his mouth, trying to hide his red face as he watched you intently.

Your eyes darted back to his throbbing member between your fingers and thumb. You licked up his shaft slowly, teasing and making him shiver. You traced a circle with your tongue over his tip, bringing a moan out of him, before you plunged his entire length into your mouth. He watched, eyes glued to you as you bobbed your head for him. He reached up to touch your face. "You're so p-pretty, bunny" he praises, soaking your panties with his words. You continue to bob your head at a rhythmic pace, doing tricks with your tongue every so often. Dragging soft moans from Tamaki. You felt him start to twitch inside your mouth and you knew he was close. You sped up a little, drool running down his shaft. You felt his hand run through your hair and grip a fist full. He'd never done that before, so you must have been making him feel really good. He didn't dare try to push your head, he just needed the stability. You heard a broken moan come from his throat as he released into yours, bucking his hips just a little. It was warm and sticky but you loved the taste. You pulled your head up to catch your breath, swallowing his cum and licking some of it off your lips. He was breathing heavy, eyes still glued on you. You saw that a little drop of cum escaped and you stuck your tongue out, licking the remaining mess from his v-line. The site coated his body in goosebumps.

"That's my good boy" you praised him, crawling back up to him, kissing his neck and then nibbling on the bottoms of his ear that you knew was sensitive. "O-oh, bunny" he moaned quietly under his breath making you even more wet. You loved the sounds of his sweet moans for you. His hands rested on your hips, roaming your upper body just a little. You sat yourself comfortably on his lap, kissing him passionately, running your fingers through his hair while his hands explored you. You were grinding yourself against him, and in that moment his brain clicked. He remembered his plan. Tonight was supposed to be about you. His grip on your waist tightened, and he managed to flip you over on your back. Holding himself above you. This act surprised you, as it's something he's never once attempted. You laid there with him on top of you, your face turning pink. He stayed there for just a second, looking you in the eyes. "i-is this okay?" You nodded your head to him, blushing just a little. He pressed his lips against yours, a little bit more aggressively than normal, but you liked it. He felt hungry for you. His kisses trailed your neck and he even left a few hickeys. You'd never seen this side of him. And obviously you were oblivious to the 'plan' he had formulated. A few moans escaped you the more he kissed places on your body. He was kissing around your chest when his teeth started to tug at your bra. You leaned up and unclasped it before sliding it off and onto the floor. He continued to kiss and grope, licking and sucking on your nipples gently. You had no room to think about how differently he was acting because you were drowned in pleasure. His fingers burned your skin the more he touched you. He kisses trailed your stomach, down the lower part of your abdomen. You lifted your hips and he slid your panties off, throwing them to the floor next to your bra. He had seen you naked many times, but he always seemed to be in awe of your body every time as if it were the first time he'd laid eyes on you. Your pussy was glistening, soaking wet from all the foreplay. He knew that he was doing a good job so far, and it gave him the little confidence boost he needed to keep going. He lowered himself to you, wrapping his arms under, and around both of your thighs. He wasted no time, plunging his tongue into your folds. You were bucking your hips slightly into his mouth, his tongue felt so good on you. He flicked your sensitive bud, running circles around it. Your moans got louder the closer you came to your climax. He loved the way you tasted, and the sound of you moaning for him made him rock hard again almost immediately. He could tell that you were enjoying yourself and it just kept pushing him to do more. He liked making you feel good. You were inches away from your release, one hand grabbed his, interlocking your fingers while the other grabbed a handful of his hair. His other hand still gripped tightly on one thigh, keeping you in place. "Oh- Tama, please!" You whimpered, moments before your orgasm hit you. Clenching his head between your thighs as you rode out your high in his mouth.

Coming down from your high, your breath was heavy and uneven. You released your grip on his head and his hair, letting him come up to have your lips meet again. The taste of wine was gone, but the taste of you lingeried on his lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him deeper into your kiss. You were craving more. Your body needed more from him.

Without breaking the kiss, he managed to line himself up with your entrance, and slowly plunged into you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and he pulled it out again. Slowly pushing it back in once more. He stayed at this slow tempo for a little bit, testing the waters. You felt him deep inside of you, poking at your uterus. Once he was comfortable he picked up his pace a little bit. Your eyes were glued to each others. You staring into his deep indigo eyes, him staring into your e/c ones. His face was red, he wasn't used to this much eye contact, but he still held his gaze despite how flustered it made him. His thrusts were getting messy, but they felt so deep. It made you squeeze your eyes shut and throw your head back into the pillow. He took this opportunity to kiss and suck on your neck, sending even more pleasure through your body. You felt your orgasm coming again. You lifted your head, eyes still shut and whispered in his ear. "Just like that baby, ugh it f-feels so good." Praising him, again letting him know that he was doing a good job. You reached your climax yet again, letting out a loud and broken whine "ugh fuck! Tama" you clenched the back of his neck and squeezed his waist with your thighs.

As you were coming down from your high he slowed down a little, not wanting to overstimulate you too much. He felt you move your hips against him when he slowed down. "You want more bunny?" He asked you, the sound of his voice turning your brain into soup. You nodded your head to him, biting your lip and your face flushed pink.

He lifted you and flipped you over on your stomach, leaving soft kisses on your shoulders and upper back. His hand slid down your back and he stuck to fingers inside you, making you jump. He slowly pulled them in and out, while simultaneously rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. It felt so good. He felt so good. You had no idea what had gotten into him today but you weren't going to complain. He felt eager to feel your walls around him again, so he pulled his fingers out of you, replacing it with his dick. He pushed into you slowly, moaning at how tight you felt in this new position. "F-fuck" he exhaled. He didn't bother to take his time this go around, picking up pace almost instantly. In this moment he didn't feel one ounce of nerves or anxiety. He was riding on adrenaline and his desire for you clouded his mind so that no other thoughts could get through. You moaned louder, feeling the same tightness he did from this position. He leaned forward, pounding into you as he interlocked his fingers with yours. Pushing your hand into the sheets next to your head with a tight grip. You could feel his hot breath on the back of your neck, his panting close to your ear. "Y-you have no idea what you d-do to me, bunny" he said with a low growl in his voice. His words made your walls tighten around him, making him moan in your ear. And that made you do the same thing all over again, a cycle. The sound of his skin slapping against yours was loud and filled the room along with his deep groans and your high pitched whimpers. His other hand gripped the sheets on the other side of your head, and your free hand reached to rub circles on your clit while he fucked you relentlessly. Both of you were getting close. His breathing becoming heavy and thrusts getting messy again. The ball in your stomach was growing exponentially, begging to be released. Your legs began to shake and tremble underneath him, and you both hit your climax at the same time. You screamed into the pillow and he shoved himself as deep as he could, holding it there with a broken moan leaving his lips. He painted your insides white with his seed, panting heavily. He collapsed onto your back, relaxing his upper half, putting soft kisses on your shoulders. He wrapped his arms around your waist, sitting up and pulling your now weak form into a hug from behind. His head buried in the crook of your neck, both of you struggling to catch your breath. You reached up, running your fingers through his hair along his scalp, giving him a comforting scratch. "Did I do good?" He spoke softly into your neck. His words made you smile. "You did so good, baby" you praised him one last time before he finally pulled out of you. You quickly stuck two fingers inside yourself before any of his cum could drip out. You wanted to taste him one more time. You let the cum ooze onto your fingers before pulling it up to your mouth and licking them clean. If it didn't feel like his dick had been beaten to a pulp, he probably would've gotten hard again right then and there. Watching you be so lewd.

He grabbed you a warm washcloth to properly clean yourself with. Afterwards he crawled into bed with you under the covers and cuddled up next to you. Making sure to give you a kiss on the forehead, the words "Happy Anniversary" leaving his tired lips. You wrapped your arms around him, knowing how much he loved to be little spoon. You straddle his waist with one leg and the two of you drifted off to sleep quickly. This had been the best anniversary and you were glad to spend many more with him for years to come.

[http-tokki]

Seafood counter

~ tamaki amajiki x fem!reader ~ tags/cw: aged up tamaki, canonverse, fluff, tamaki has a crush on you ~ wc: 460 ~ Honey is a replacement for Y/N

Tamaki falls for the cute girl who works in the seafood section at his local grocery store.

It started with a once-a-week visit, Tamaki stuttering over his order of clams and takoyaki, hiding behind his mask and avoiding eye contact. You had recognized him from Fatgum's agency but felt that if you pointed that out, he would freak out and not come back, but he was just so cute, you wanted him to return. So you bagged up his order and slid it across the glass counter, smiling a sweet "Have a good night." After that, it became a weekly thing. Every Wednesday night, after six, Tamaki would walk into the store and head straight for the seafood section. Technically he could shop online and have it delivered to his apartment, but Tamaki enjoyed the routine; found comfort in it. (and maybe there was a tiny part of him that enjoyed watching you smile up at him, blush on your cheeks as you handed him the wrapped parcel) You had come to enjoy seeing the hero too.

Heart skipping a beat as you saw his indigo hair and shy smile, hand held up in a polite wave. You had memorized his order and could theoretically have it ready for him to just grab and go, but you enjoyed having him there. Around a month after he had first stepped foot into the store, Tamaki finally worked up the courage (with the help of Togata and Kirishima) to ask for your social media handle, which you gladly gave him. A month later, he mumbled out and rushed offer, "would you like to get dinner sometime? If you're not too weirded out by it, I mean, I am a stranger- ahh, forget it, it's okay-"

"I'd love to" your answer is short and sweet, smiling up at him from behind your work hat.

Tamaki feels his heart stop and start up again in a racing beat. He's smiling before he even knows he is. "Ahh, I'll message you later with details?"

If he was being candid with himself, he thought you would reject him, so your acceptance had thrown him for a loop. He hadn't even had a plan on where to go and when. His head was still reeling that you had said yes.

"Okay, that sounds like a plan," you smile, hand pushing his parcel towards him.

"Okay, that's-" Tamaki exhales. "Yep, I'll figure it out."

You're giggling at his cuteness, heart exploding as he quickly grabs the package, slender fingers wrapping around the bright blue paper.

"I'll talk to you later then?" he questions, afraid he had made up the entire interaction.

"I'll talk to you later, Tamaki," you confirm, still smiling as Tamaki nods and starts to walk backward.

"I'll talk to you later, Honey."