#oc marimoo

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Mari is a big fan of being tucked away inside her girlfriend, her happy refuge away from an uncaring world

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❣️🐮 “ A special treat for my tier 4 subscribers this sinday ~”

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by Marimoo (Havvki)

Not all heroes get remembered, not all heroes are good people-not all villains are bad people, and not all villains get forgotten. The world isn't coded in binary, it isn't black and white. And that is always the hardest pill to swallow.

Follow an assortment of original and canon characters as they survive in this cesspool of despair; or, perhaps more accurately, follow a ragtag group of fuckers who are just trying to pass their damn classes while shoot-dancing and crying in Spanish.

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Still confused over the plot? Give the first chappie a read or glance at the tags :) I hope this satisfies your fanfic crave!

I feel like I've gotten worse at writing summaries over the years, but I refuse to say the whole "It's good I swear please read" because that's inarguably a billion times worse.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy! And if you do, please check out my Patreon-there's a lot of free content up there, too, but if you'd donate your pocket-change I will be forever in your debt.

-Marimoo/Olivia December 22, 2019

Words: 5019, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi's Mother, Shinsou Hitoshi's Father, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Monoma Neito, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Class 1A, Class 1b - Character, Class 1C, OC - Character, idk bro all of them???

Relationships: Canon/Fanon, Canon/OC, idk bro we'll get there when we get there

Additional Tags: Violence, Swearing, mature - Freeform, lots of fuck bombs, yet zero fucks given, perhaps some horizontal mambo, Angst, Fluff, gud shit, headcanons, mature themes, sensitive topics

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The girls experimenting continues with Vexx surprising Marimoo by having the two swap bodies, funnily enough they still ended up retaining their usual pred and prey dynamic - so now Mari knows what it's like if she were to eat herself

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Ever since Vexx started eating Marimoo on the regular she's been getting into experimenting how to "spice up" the halfling in different ways, this most recent test involving turning her into slime. Which gave her a sour taste, quite fitting with her green color~

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Sometimes you start the night by showing off the party's camera to your big snake gf and then end the night in her tummy, at least if you're Marimoo anyways

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Was a hot sec since the last indulgence drawings of the girls, obviously that had to be remedied

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For Valentines day Marimoo got her gf Vexx a special treat to enjoy: herself~

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"Because that's what you are Marimoo. You are my food, my ooohhh sooooo delicious tasty feast. And I love you so much my charming priestess that I will keep sending you back out of me. Spitting up, birthing, or even reassemble you if I have to. I will never tire of tasting your wonderful skin in my throat and feel you sink down my gullet when I swallow you whole... And so I will... again and again. Because you are mine. Forever my lucky little Marimoo."

Getting drunk off of otherwordly fruit, hypnotized into submission and then eaten - Mari sure knows how to have fun during the night with Vexx

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Such a beautiful thing, to be yours like this. Appreciated on a level beyond anything else. Could other people ever say to have done what we have? I doubt it.

Seldom would anyone consider laying yourself on a silver platter, figuratively and literally, a reasonable thing. To be exposed, willingly, in a way that can be so very scary. Yet I am quite brave. At least in that regard. Tell me to face my feelings, and I’ll cry. Tell me to let myself be consumed by love itself, and I will eagerly watch it do so.

See every bit of light fade, as the jaws close. Feel the opportunity for escape be taken away. Succumbing to the heat which should boil and burn, but yet feels like the kindest cradle. Flesh which should revolt, but invites me so. To touch and caress. To give myself up. To set myself free.

As beautiful outside, as beautiful within. As beautiful in mind, as beautiful in flesh. As beautiful as a person, as beautiful as god. To be yours, is to be mine. To be taken, is to be free. To give joy, is to have joy.

You could have taken everything from me at any time, but you have not. You could leave me in you, but you always bring me back. Is that not testament to your love for me? To resist which you could so easily do? Just because you care.

Instead I give to you, because I want to. Because I love you. And to share is to show love. What is mine, may be yours. I know not what a goddess truly could want, but you say you want me and my time. So that I will give.

Even if I feel I am given so much. So much more than I give to you. But I know that in truth, I give more than anyone else would. Is not the greatest sacrifice that of your very self? To leave yourself in the other’s mercy? Fate absolved from your hand, to theirs. Some cannot handle that great of pressure. If I was to have control of someone, would I be responsible? Would I make them happy? Pray to all the gods I am never given that responsibility. For that frightens me. Rather be the innocent dog on the leash than the one to lead them.

And so I set my body and soul into your gently cupped hands, that could so easily crush me. Let you stroke me with your body and tail, so strong I could never compare. Watch as your mouth widens with insatiable hunger, knowing you desire me. Feel myself consumed, pulled into your loving void. Surrounded by your very being. You love me. All of you loves me. Your mind loves me, and your body does too. Hear the flesh sing in joy as it greets my skin. The distant heartbeat pulsing in your veins calm all nerves. The warmth washing over me brings me peace. Absolved of what I am, absolved of having duties and expectations. Yet loved. Loved here, loved now. Loved for all of me, loved despite all of me.

Isn’t that a beautiful thing?

It rings in my ears just thinking about it. Reciting that it is not mere dreams. That reality can be so close to the imagination. To desire, and be desired. To love, and be loved. To wander, and find home.

If home is where love is. Then I finally have found my home.

It is you.

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Hold girlfriend gently like hamburger

Eat girlfriend gently like hamburger

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Take nap with in girlfriend

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Perhaps a lil out of season, but hey better a lil late than never! What are the holidays about if not spending time with your loved ones and eating well? Vexx was happy to ensure Marimoo got a lot of festive treats and looked appropriate for the occasion~

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It's a good thing that Vexx hasn't thought of turning Marimoo into a serpent (yet), because she would not use her new powers responsibly - but that doesn't stop me from musing about it anyways for fun, like the time Mari almost became a demon while doodling on ideas for it but then didn't, in the dnd world i call that "playing with fire" but that's fun!

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It's vore day (8/8) and i got some art for the occasion! Enjoy these girls having some fun

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"Do you like what you see, pet? Perhaps you'd want a even closer look ~<3"

Don't mind me, just drawing more self indulgent things