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All right everyone meet "Himari Inui" shes the daughter of pro Hero "Hound Dog" Ryo Inui! 🐶 She has the Dog Quirk like her dad and also her mothers SuperStrength Quirk. Her mother is a lot like Izumi Curtis from Full Metal Alchemist. I love her she came out bomb! I'm happy!
Her love interest is Katsuki Bakugo, lol our angry lil sparky pomeranian! 🔥❤ 💣
Her best friends are Eijirou Kirishima & Mina Ashido.
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Thomas x GN!Reader (Movie Madness 1/?)
Oh, you want a logical explanation for why you ended up there? You want it to make sense? Lmao nah, you’re in the shit and that’s it darlin!
I always loved this trope, I just let cringe culture make me think it sucked. But! As they say: “cringe culture is dead and I’m bringing in its corpse for the reward money.”
There’s blood in your eyes, fucking up your vision as you struggle to your knees in a spread of shattered glass and debris. Awkward shapes surround you, blurry and big as one stops in front of you, maybe holding something? You’re not sure. You try dragging your hands across your face, hoping to clear your vision, clenching your eyes shut and shoving the blood dripping across your skin into your hairline.
Your ears are ringing.
But, there’s muffled noises that carry the tones of fear, sounding like you have cotton in your ears or you’re underwater. No. Unfortunately, you’re dry and sweaty and in pain.
Keep reading
Don’t tell me Alastor wouldn’t confess his love in song!
In case y’all couldn’t tell, I used the lyrics to the song “I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire” which Gabe C. Brown (Alastor’s singing actor) actually sang a bit.
I made 3 different versions; with lyrics, without lyrics, and without effects. This is actually based on a fic I’m in the middle of.
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Wife?!
Title: Wife?!
Pairing: Alastor x Fem! Reader
Fandom: The Hazbin Hotel
Genre: Fluff, Humor, SMUT
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Warnings: Mentions of Substance Abuse, Sex, and Murder
Notes: I do know that these characters are amazing themselves but! I will give credit to the amazing Creators that have Created the Hazbin Hotel!!
And Yes I am aware that Alastor is asexual but! For those fangirls! Out there that like this deer demon I write and you shall receive!
Summary: During a conversation with Alastor The subject of love then comes up to which he replies. "Married" to which The members of the Hazbin Hotel Begin to wonder who this mysterious partner is.
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"Okay Okay So Let me get this right.. Princess is running a hotel to purify the demons here? And all she has for help is her best friend, Radio Demon, P0rnstar over there, Happy one eye demon, And Me?" Husk Cackled. Husk's Comment caused Charlie to sigh, Vaggie to roll her eyes, Alastor to smile, Angel Dust to nod, and Niffty to giggle. Husk groaned and slammed his face onto the table.
"While were all here have any of you been in love?" Charlie asked. This caused everyone to stop what they were doing. Even Alastor which caught the interest of Vaggie.
"Yeah When have any of you been in love or liked someone?" Vaggie Continued. The cat like demon had then laughed.
"I had lost the ability to love years ago so that's a no" He rolled his eyes and drank from the bottle labeled cheap booze.
"That would be never unless you count helping!" Niffty beamed.
The two nodded then it was now Alastor's turn to be pestered. The team of Co-Workers had now turned to the red deer demon.
"What is it not my turn to answer the qiestion?" Alastor Chuckled. The demons had nodded. "Married" he stated simply and walked away to find a popsicle. The demons mouths hung open in shock.
"Well who is it?" Charlie had gushed. Alastor turned towards the demon princess and grinned. "That is for me to know and for you all not to know .. now who wants some Jambalaya!" Alastor had replied suddenly changing topics.
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The day had ended at the hazbin hotel and it was time for everyone to head home.
By everyone I meant Alastor. He had waved goodbye to everyone and made his way home. He opened the door to be greeted by his cheerful wife.
"Welcome back Alastor!" She chirped as he walked through the door while she had gotten up from the floor from washing it. He smiled and closed the door behind him. He grinned at his adorable wife and showered her with kisses. She giggled and returned the kisses. He smiled at her.
"So how was helping the hotel?" She asked with a smile on her face. He laughed and pecked her cheek.
"Why it was wonderful! Why I hadn't had that much fun since we had gotten together!" He laughed. She smiled at him.
"Honey?" "Yes Sweetheart?" "Can I take a bath together if that's Alright with you.." she smiled sheepishly twidling her fingers. He grinned picking her up off the ground setting his cane somewhere else nodding.
"Of course!" He exclaimed. She blushed and pecked his cheek.
"Thank you Alastor!" She giggled.
He set her down on her feet as she ran a bath.
I began to slip off my clothes. I blushed feeling the gaze of my husband. I covered myself. "Alastor!" I blushed. He tilted his head in confusion.
"Its not like I haven't seen you like this before!" He smirked. I blushed turning away from him. He chuckled.
I stopped the water before it had overflowed the bathtub. I then had stepped in. I whimpered feeling the warm water touch my body. I looked at my husband who was not smiling but in shock at the sound I had made because of the water.
I blushed and looked away.
"Sweetheart maybe I need to show you how good I can make you feel" he whispered. I blsuhed again. He then had stepped in behind me. I blushed feeling his chest against my back. His hands on my shoulders pulling me back against his chest. I turned my head to look at him as he grinned. His head leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on my forehead.
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"Wow Alastor has sure been happier this week hasn't he?" Charlie smiled at the red deer demon. Vaggie rolled her eyes at the mention of his name.
"So who do you think it could be?" Angel sat next to the ladies. The trio had began their many theories of who it could be.
"Hm.. Hey Charlie?" "Yea?" "Remember a girl named Y/n?" Vaggie asked. Charlie nodding still not catching onto what she was trying to imply. Vaggie sighed as in saying 'Nevermind'.
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"Oh Alastor!! Yes!!" I had cried out. Alastor grinned above me.
"Couldn't hear you sweetheart~" he teased. My hands gripping the sheets below me. My back was currently being massaged by my husband after I had cleaned all day.
"Feeling better?" He whispered. I nodded frantically. His hands kneading out the knots in my back. My quick breaths confirming the pleasure.
"Honey.. Thank you for kneading them out" I smiled at him. He grinned his mischievous grin and peppered my bare back with kisses. I blushed at the contact of his lips on my skin.
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"Could it really be her?" Charlie mumbled in a daze hoping her friend that had gone missing in the demon world wouldn't. Vaggie shrugged her shoulders.
"Now what are my favorite ladies yamming on about?~" Angel smiled eating a popsicle from the fridge. His sudden appearance caused the two females to turn to the pornstar.
"Perfect timing! Angel! You've been here longer than me.. Do you know anything about a demon named Y/n?" Charlie asked with puppy dog eyes hoping to get any information on her missing friend.
The spider had shaken his head no. The two females sighed and groaned in disappointment. This had caused the two to catch Angel's attention.
"Why do you two wanna know anyways?"
"Because we believe that she might be HIS wife"- "theoretically speaking"
"Ah!~ then maybe we can conduct an experiment!" Angel gave a grin that had almost rivaled Alastor's.
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"Honey where are you?" Alastor had called out. I jumped from the bed and grabbed a pillow covering my body that was only covered by my under garments with it. The door to the bedroom had opened and there stood Alastor. His mouth hanging open in shock at my state.
"Sweetheart~if that's what you needed then you could've just called~" he chuckled loosening his bowtie. I gulped in nervousness. He then was left in his undergarments. He crawled over to me and kisses my nose with a soft smile. He took the pillow tossing it somewhere else. I blushed as he lied me down on our bed.
I instantly knew where this was headed.
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The trio had groaned books scattered everywhere on the ground.
Leaving not a single page unturned or looked at.
"F*cling Sh!t! We've been at this for hours! How much longer!" Angel groaned in despair.
Charlie simply giggled at the spiders action.
"As long as we have to to leave Alastor in shock!" Vaggie seethed gripping a book.
"Well what forms of contact or things have you noticed about Alastor?" Nifty spoke.
The trio jumped and looked at the small one eyed creature.
Suddenly the three had gained a lightbulb.
"Say.. Nifty!" Charlie called for the small one.
Nifty peeled up being called to and rushed over to Charlie.
"Yes Ms.Charlie?" She chirped.
"Do you have any idea who Alastor's wife is?" Vaggie had asked curiosity glinting in her eyes.
The small female nodding with delight.
"The Miss?! Oh she's so kind.. wonderful.. and very tidy! As well as good to Alastor!" She gushed.
This had confirmed the suspicions of the trio but more so of the original duo.
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"Oh dont stop please!!" I moaned. Alastor smirked at my form. My upper half against the mattress while my lower half was up in the air. I was a moaning mess.
"I dont plan to~" he purred. His his rocked back and forth into mine. His hands on my hips. My legs were now taking a life of it's own and were in sync with Alastor's. My hands gripped the sheets below me.
Suddenly the phone rang. We both jumped in suprise. I looked at Alastor in confusion as I shrugged and grabbed the phone answering the call.
"Oh hello Charlie! I havent spoken to you in awhile!" I exclaimed with joy. His hips had began rocking against mine again. I looked at him in alarm. He only winked witha devious grin. I continued my conversation with the princess as Alastor continued with our scandalous lovemaking
"Well then if that's all then goodbye!" I chirped hanging up the phone call. I let out soft pants.
"You did very well sweetheart~! Now let's give you a reward!" He exclaimed. I tilted my head in confusion. I was then above him as he sat up. He then guided my hips up and down. I moaned at the new feeling. My hands on his shoulders, head thrown back. His hips snapping upwards. My soft moans now bouncing off the walls.
His arms wrapped around my waist holding me down on his lap as his thrusts were continuously violent.
My soft moans were now screams.
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The door had opened to the Hazbin Hotel in the cold of the morning.
The bells had jingled.
The red deer demon had walked his way into the hotel humming happily.
The tune that he had always hummed
TO HIS BELOVED
Suddenly the trio that had now turned into a quartet that jumped out at him with an accusing finger.
"YOU!" They all Yelled their fingers still pointed at the red head.
He tilted his head with s confused smile.
"Me?" "Yes you!"
Then a lightbulb had gone off in Alastor's head. He simply gave his signature grin and headed towards the kitchen and to prep the meal for the clients that would hopefully come into the hotel.
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The doors had opened and in walked the demon of the hour.
Y/n.
"H-Hello?" She had meekly called out into the dark hallway of the hotel.
"Heya sweetcheeks Looking for something?" Angel had grinned at her from behind the counter.
The female looked up at him with a sweet smile and nodded.
This simple action caused the spider demon to blush but shook his head.
"Ask away!"
"Is the Radio Demon Alastor Here by chance?" Her voice as sweet as honey had echoed throughout the hotel.
This caused the not-so-busy hotel to stop their actions and, turn to the female.
The spider had nodded and lead her towards the kitchen.
The female had grinned and thanked the spider.
"Thank you- "Angel..AngelDust"
"Thank you AngelDust!"
"No problem Sweetcheeks"
The female then took a few steps into the kitchen to be met with Alastor.
"Honey?"
"Sweetheart what are you doing here?"
"I came to bring you lunch.."
"I KNEW IT!!!!" Vaggie yelled out in excitement.
The couple had jumped and turned towards the door. There stood the entire staff of the Hazbin Hotel.
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A/n: I feel like this was also Rushed as Well!
Has anybody else picked up on the possible Happy Hotel = Garden of Eden symbolism yet or am I the only one obsessing over it
I mean
LOOK at all the Eden symbolism this motherfucker can fit
apple
More apples
Two apples
Three apples
An apple AND a snake
Like yes, Lucifer + the Magne family might have owned this hotel, but surely there are some sort of decor limits, even for Lucifer/the Serpent of Eden himself.
Additionally, if you listen to Alastor’s radio feedback during his intro scene - when he’s tempting Charlie to let him help with the hotel - there are very distinctive noises that sound less like static and more like hissing. (21:36, 23:25, particularly sounds like hissing/a rattlesnake, which wouldn’t be impossible or OOC, considering he’s doing roar sound effects moments before.)
As in, snake hissing. Like the snake that tricked Adam and Eve out of Eden/Paradise by tempting them with the Forbidden Fruit/Knowledge? And what is Charlie trying to do, if not create a Paradise within Hell itself in order to rehabilitate sinners and bring them back to Heaven?
All I’m saying... is that Al is sketchy as fuck
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ik your requests are closed but you should think about writing tamak amajiki + car sex!! idk why i like this concept but you should write it, because you are the only one i trust with this!!!
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Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki/Reader
Warnings: R18, Car sex, Semi-public sex
He gives a clipped groan, attempting futilely to push your eager hand away again.
“Y/n—! Please, we-we can’t do this here!”
His head whips back and forth, eyes wide and cheeks red as he stares out of the car windows. No one has noticed, and in the back of his mind he knows no one really will. Still, the anxiety he feels locking up his joints is undeniable. The drive in movie on the screen continued to play despite the little fiasco you were attempting on him.
And to think, you had actually shown proper interest in seeing it. But it seems now that your attention has deviated to something a bit more worthwhile.
“Tamaki, it’s okay, I promise! What’s a little risque sex to keep a girl interested, hm?” As if you would ever lose interest in the man, but you know how much he loves it when you talk him through the works. “Besides, no one’s gonna look. It’s the climax of the movie, and besides–” You drag a finger down his shuddering chest, leading dangerously close to his waistband.
“I’m looking for my own sort of climax.”
Your voice is almost haunting, tempting him out of his shell. Still, he couldn’t shake off just exactly where you two were.If he looked out the window behind him and squinted, he could easily make out the faces of the people in the car next to you two. What if they looked over and saw you two doing… things? He paled at the thought of the car shaking.
“It’s not a good place! What if– oh god what if someone sees us and calls us out.” He jumps suddenly and gives you a panicked glance, his fingers shaking. “Or worse! They could call the authorities!”
For a minute, you just watch him go through his motions, fretting here and there about being caught having such lewd interactions in public, his reputation would be gutter trash after, the movie was actually pretty good. It’s cute seeing him panic, mostly because he still hasn’t noticed your hand sitting snuggly over the button of his pants.
“Tamaki?”
He flinches, eyes creeping to the side to look at you. “Y-yes?”
“You wanna calm down and kiss me already?”
Your hand pulls at the button, popping it open and tugging to undo the zipper in one smooth move. His body shakes under your touch, but you don’t feel his hand trying to come up and stop you. In fact, the slight buck of his hips tells you otherwise.
“Doesn’t it feel exciting?” You lean forward, body shifting to lay somewhat over the center console. Lips close to his, you stick your tongue out and make a bit of a show wetting yours. His breath comes out in a short pant, and you feel the warmth of it puff over your skin. The smell of buttery popcorn and cola, you wonder if you’ll be able to taste it on his tongue.
“The adrenaline could be good for you.”
There’s no fight from him when you tug at his pants a bit more, his hips instead shifting to accommodate and allow the garment to slip a bit. “Okay, but if anyone gets suspicious we have to stop,” He sucks in his lower lip, teeth beginning to chew the skin as he waits for you to continue. The nerves are still there, but another feeling is beginning to tug at his sense of reason.
Another throb in his pants has him thinking ration isn’t worth the listen.
While Tamaki continues to battle himself in his head, his back pressing hard to the car door, you decide to continue on. The blown look of his pupils as he stares down at you through his fringe only has you flexing in excitement.
Your hand dips into the opening of his jeans, brushing his boxers and feeling his still soft cock. That was sure to change soon enough. Instead of pulling him out like he thought you would, you instead tease at the length through the softness of the fabric. Feeling over the veins slowly beginning to pulse as more blood rushes to the head, bracketing your fingers around it and squeezing gently as you smile up at him teasingly.
“Getting excited? What a naughty boy.” He lets out a groan, and the back of his head hits the window. A pout takes over his features, rounding the soft lines of his face as his lips pucker. Warmth colors his puffed cheeks, and a glistening of sweat forms on his scrunched brow. “Bunny, I feel like– like you’re teasing me,” His breathing jumps, back arching off the car seat when you land a kiss on his swollen head. The precum beading there smears over your plump lower lip, to which you eagerly swipe away with a wet pink tongue.
“Me? Teasing you?” You smile sweetly, pressing your lips back to his cock and tracing the thick, throbbing vein trailing the length. “I would never.”
He jumps at the touch, hands rocketing for your head. You feel the internal struggle he goes through in his mind by his fingers, noting the tug and pull as he fights between pushing your mouth away and pulling you down over his cock. Breathing hotly over his shaft seems to have a good effect, his hands finally attempting to guide your mouth down. The groan he releases when you accept him into your velvet heat is downright sinful, his body giving in to the pleasure his mind sought for.
“O-oh, Y/n,” his fingers worry through your hair, and the hurried glances he gives around contradict the twitch of his cock and weeping slit.
Your lips pucker, cheeks hollowing sharply as you guide your own pace despite his lingering touch. Practice allows for ease, throat relaxing to take him as deep as his length calls for. His sharp inhale is insight enough; you’re doing a fucking fantastic job, and you’ve only just started.
Nose buried in the soft down of his pubic bush, so perfectly framing the base of his cock, you swallow.
“Fuck!” The rarity of a curse has you sparking to life, cunt clenching with a need that fueled you to begin grinding into the plush car seat. The angle was awkward, and if you’re being honest really uncomfortable– but to hell with it if Tamaki’s short groans increasing in volume didn’t have you making a mess of your panties.
You’d take his breathy panting over personal comfort any day of the week.
“Bunny… y-your mouth! It’s so hot, please don’t stop.” You had no intention of doing so. His fingernails scrape at your scalp as his grip in your hair tightens, and you rub a thumb over his thighs pleasurably. “Use more teeth, please…” Your eyes glance up, eyes meeting with a dark lust. His hair had been pushed back, slicked with warm sweat that kept his hair up and out of his face. Slanted eyes stared heavily at you, shrinking you impossibly small.
It wasn’t often you were able to indulge in such depraved acts in a public setting, even less so to be able to see such a leering gaze from the normally shy and skittish pro hero. So when the chance arose for you to be gifted such a cunt-clenching moment, well…
.Never look a gift horse in the mouth.
WIth a hum vibrating the heated plush of your mouth, you give in to his desires, gladly scraping the tips of your teeth carefully over his length. A visible shudder wracks his frame, and an appreciative scratch at your head is accompanied by his singing moans. Now that you weren’t just outright deep throating him, his flavor was finally able to dilute your senses. The stringy precum stains your tongue, surprisingly sweet in taste and… chocolatey?
You glance over at the forgotten box of M&Ms, somewhat spilled in the cupholder beneath you. The idea that what he eats can manifest itself in the flavor of his cum has you suddenly sucking with a newfound vigor. One that has his head throwing back, and hips bucking up into your throat.
“Y/n, wait!” He whines, fingers tapping at your neck with a growing urgency. You hum a response, catching him off guard and looking up cheekily. Your teeth track once again, this time following the throbbing line of his vein that patterned his cock. Cheeks hollowed and lips tight, you make a show of bobbing your head along his length, and the car begins to echo with wet sucks, hushed moans, and a long forgotten movie.
Tamaki always was obsessed with oral; the raw intimacy of it, whether it be giving or receiving, always had him coming undone in the bedroom. But oral in the car was becoming his new favorite thing, even if it was against his better judgement.
He continues to pant heavily, eyes dark and drool threatening to spill from his bite-swollen lips. Seeing how much fun you’re having only has him rising to his peak faster than he had originally anticipated. So, he decides to try and get you riled up as well.
“Bunny… I didn’t know you were such a– a slut.” You groan in appreciation and surprise, not expecting any dirty talk from him at this moment. You weren’t complaining. “Sucking my cock so vigorously, where anyone could see you for the cum-hungry whore you are.”
Whenever Tamaki got going, nerves finally scorched enough to make his skin feel on fire, his shy face would melt away into something else. Something sinful, that could have your thighs rubbing for much needed relief. All you had to do was tease him enough, tip him dangerously close, and he would eventually hit it himself.
His fingers thread tighter through your hair, suddenly yanking you into a pace set by his lust, his need to chase down his own release. The tip of his cock, hot and swollen and so deliciously leaking, brutalized the back of your throat. You’re forced to relax your throat as best you can, and simply allow him to use you. To fuck into your throat and brand you like the cocksleeve you were.
Fuck, you loved this side of him. Maybe it was the public setting that set him off so violently.
The sounds are intense, raw and filthy at a level only a pornstar could recreate. Spittle and precum leak from the corners of your mouth, fucked out past your lips from the pace of Tamaki’s thrusting. The semi-clear mixture froths, and puddles wetly at the base of his cock before it leaks into his pants and over his tightening balls. The thrill of being face fucked so openly is exhilarating, and you wiggle a few fingers into your shorts to tease at your clit. Rolling the stimulating bead between two fingers has your skin roiling, hair on end as you moan shamelessly around Tamaki.
He’s no fool, and knows exactly what you’re doing to yourself. The exchange of pleasure only serves to work him up to a boil, and with a cracking voice, he shouts out his release, biting into the meat of his lower lip to cut his sounds short. Hot white ropes hit directly against the back of your throat, none of the flavor on your tongue as you’re forced to swallow what pumps out of him.
Greedily, you gulp down all that he gives you, focused so as not to choke with his cock still in your throat.
Your own arousal peaks at the sounds he makes. His eyes flutter, chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath through the gasping moans. The fingers still lodged in your hair tighten and loosen awkwardly, unable to make a decision on what to do.
“Y/n…” he sighs, tongue feeling fat in his mouth and mind washing over with waves of pleasure. Your mouth remains latched around his cock, helping him to ride out the last of his high as you suck gently at his softening cock. The hand in your hair makes to pet your head, and when you peek up at him, your heart swells with a love and pride of satisfying him so well.
Tamaki looked thoroughly fucked, despite only receiving a quick blowjob in a crowded drive in movie lot.
His eyes crinkled with his shy smile. The pale color of his skin played back the color of the movie screen past the windshield, but you could still see the flushing warmth of his cheeks.
Everything about him had you aching for your own desire.
And, despite his softened cock, still protruding from his now wrinkled pants, you could see the glint of anticipation in him. The way his body hadn’t fully relaxed, how his eyes traced almost hungrily over your body, the feel of his hand still playing through your locks and tugging gently.
“Bunny, y-you haven’t… cum yet…” Your hand was still buried in your pants, fingers still rolling your clit. “You know… I can smell you.” Your heart lurches into your throat, body shifting up and curling with embarrassment.
Tamaki inhales deeply through his nose, groaning pervertedly as he takes in the scent of your slick. The same slick that was currently staining his passenger seat.
“You want more, right, Bunny?” His hands, so perfectly sized, with pianist fingers and an oddly strong grip, move towards you. And with a series of complex movements, and the pushing back of his chair, you find yourself seated within his lap, with your back to his chest.
“Tamaki! This—“ his fingers clasp your chin, twisting your head to the side to catch your lips in a heated kiss. The movement keeps you from looking around with your head on a swivel, to avoid catching any strange stares.
“What?” His tongue slides past your lips, coaxing at yours with an unforeseen confidence. “This— this is what you wanted. You made me this w-way, and now you’re gonna get it.”
His hips shift, and you finally take notice of the hard press of something against your butt.
“W-why so nervous—? You’re the one who wanted a… a different sort of climax.” Your head falls back onto his shoulder, lips parted in a soft moan as his hands begin to work your body. “I’m only helping you get what you wanted.”
Sliding beneath the thin fabric of your shirt, his fingers tweak and pinch at your nipples, working them into points and putting a curve in your back. You can’t even manage words around Tamaki’s furious kisses, barely even having the room to breathe as his tongue dominates the make out. The intensity of it, so uncommon to Tamaki, made your body turn to jelly.
Good thing you were seated so snuggly in his lap.
After a good few minutes of him teasing at your chest, his hands finally dip lower. Your legs spread readily, his hands guiding you to lean further against him. This was probably so you didn’t accidentally hit the horn— that would kill the fun too quickly.
“Only you can work me up like this, Bunny.” Tamaki sighs hotly into your ear, kissing at the skin of your neck as he undoes your jeans and slips them low. Your hips wiggle impatiently, teeth worrying at your lip as you await what you’ve been craving.
The feeling of your breath catching in your throat makes Tamaki smile, and his fingers swipe over the puffy soft skin of your lower lips.
“So wet… my Bunny really is a lewd one.” You whine through your nose, shifting to try and catch his wandering fingers against your clit, towards your weeping entrance, anything to satiate the burning in your core. “And restless.” His laughter is teasing, but it only has you turned on further.
“Tama… don’t tease me so much.” How pitiful you sound right now, but it works well for a man who was just as turned on as you were. “Please touch me!” You wiggle against him hurriedly. Pressed so tightly against his cock, still out of his pants and now just as hard as before, you’re able to grind down on him.
He jumps at the feeling, a shaky breath escaping. “Ah— careful! Don’t move too much, t-the car will shake,” The facade of assurance he had put up falters, the coarse pleasure prickling his skin and raising the hairs on his neck.
You smirk to yourself, grinding the plush of your ass against him again, this time arching for full impact.
“What’s this? I thought I was the one ‘getting it’, but it looks like you’re melting faster than I am.” You coo at him teasingly, taking on the same edge he had only moments before. His lips fall to your shoulder, gasp muffled into your damp skin. Your arm comes up to his head, threading your fingers through the thick black hair and tugging firmly.
Tamaki literally whines at the sharp feeling against his skull, fingers now decidedly abandoning your sopping pussy in favor of shuffling your pants off. He manages to work them just low enough to reach your knees, the way you’re seated in his lap making it hard to actually remove them fully. At this point, he couldn’t find the patience in him to even try.
His voice is heavy in your ear, followed by a wet lick of his tongue. “Bunny–! I can’t… I need to be inside you,” The desperation in his voice was nearly palpable, a chocolaty silk you could cum to without so much as a touch. A groan ghosts past your lips, your head bobbing in an equally desperate nod.
Location be damned, the movie wasn’t nearly as good as the show going on within the confines of Tamaki’s little car.
You were surprised the windows hadn’t fogged with steam, honestly.
Some awkward shifting, and a bit of leverage against his solid thighs, and you’re home free. The plush hot head of his cock presses sinfully against your entrance, forcing all the blood out of your head. Your ears ring, and you pant expectantly when the tip finally pushes in. Both of you exhale in a shared groan, his length sinking inch by bleeding inch.
“T-tight,” his head falls back against the seat rest, hands moving to grasp your hips and aid you in your descent on his cock. By the time he’s finally seated fully within you, you swear to the stars that you were SEEING stars. In short controlled bursts, his hips rut up into you, your ass jiggling with each solid smack.
“Bunny, move your hips against me too, okay?” He guides you with firm strokes, keeping his legs spread as wide as the driver’s space would allow.
One of your hands moves to brace against the door handle, the other fumbling weirdly around the center console and shifter space. The purchase against the leather interior allows you to bounce against Tamaki, taking his cock as deep as it could go.
He was the perfect shape for you, long and lean, curved so sweetly into your silky walls, every thrust dragging hotly against you. You give a lengthy moan, rolling your hips to meet with his thrusts. He eagerly returns the enthusiasm, suddenly not caring about a shaking car as he searches for his release and yours.
“So… so warm, so hot… I’m heating up. Y-your pussy was made for me, Bunny. It’s all mine, only I can– can fuck you like this!” Tamaki pants heavily against your skin, sucking burning marks into your neck that would likely last for days. Your head cocks to the side, providing more supple skin to work with.
While his lips and tongue wash over your throat, his hands busy themselves beneath your shirt. Riding up the fabric, your belly is exposed to the heated air, while his fingers dip under your shirt to fondle your tits. “Every part of you is so soft– like I could break you so easily.” He gives a particularly rough thrust that nearly knocks your head against the roof, your voice dying on a numb tongue. Your head spins with fog, skin burning like lit coals, and your eyes roll as his tip bruises against your cervix. Your lips vaguely form the words ‘too deep’ but it’s lost on deaf ears.
“Your pussy is tightening so much, are you cumming? Bunny, you’re cumming, right?” His words goad you on, kindling to the fire raging in your gut. Like a spring, your muscles coil tightly, thrusts messy until Tamaki finally takes the lead from you completely. “Cum, Y/n. Cum all over my cock–!” His teeth grit, eyes screwing shut as your walls clamp down tightly.
His hips stutter, thrusting picking up in a short and fast pace that has the car easily shaking with your bounces. Neither of you can find it in yourselves to care much, too blinded by the raw pleasure boiling your blood.
White hot pleasure burns against your iris’ until you’re blinded by galaxies, and with a cry that Tamaki quickly hushes with a kiss, you’re cumming on his cock. Your walls spasm and flutter around him, puddling slick down his length and balls until it pools against the leather of the seat. “That’s it, y-you’re so amazing…” He sighs dreamily against your lips, swallowing every moan.
With a few more precise thrusts against your cervix, his load is spilling deep within you. The feeling of it filling you is like hot molten lead, more than he had cum the first time around, and a hazy warmth floods your senses. The sex high slams you into submission, and you’re left a sappy, drooling mess, body falling lax against his chest.
Your tongue, melted like honey, can’t move properly enough to form words, so all you can do is return the soft, shy kisses that he pecks against your lips. “My perfect… sweet Bunny.” Lazily, your eyes drag from his face to the giant movie screen still playing the long forgotten movie.
Looks like they were just finishing with their climax, too.
You smile, nuzzling against your loving boyfriend and causing his cheeks to warm, despite the lecherous act you two had taken part in. His soft cock slips from you, and with a delicate touch, Tamaki moves to slide your pants up, the panties serving as a nice little plug for his warm and heavy cum.
Not wanting to draw attention to yourselves any more than you likely already had, you two decide to stay and finish out the movie.
But Tamaki was hoping you were just as excited to get home as he was. Though he wasn’t about to admit such a perverted thing…
I loved the Mirio Togata hcs they were super cute! 😊 Can I request Mirio having a crush on a first-year foreigner student? Maybe she's in Deku's class and he tries to help set them up. ❤️
A/N: this is so cute. I love this idea. Thanks for requesting.
Mirio w/ Class 1-A student
Being a student at UA has always been a dream of yours. Getting in was a shock to you in itself, let alone making such great friends.
Your friend group consisted of the great future pro heroes, by the names of Ochaco Uraraka, Tenya Iida, and Izuku Midoriya.
You were considerably closer with Izuku from the bunch. You originally came from America and he was the first person you sparred with in class. He ended up using too much of his quirk and when you were sent to Recovery Girl, he didn’t leave your side.
After a few months passed, Aizawa had introduced the class to UA’s Big Three. To be honest, you thought that they were super cool and that Mirio was really attractive.
His bright blue eyes and blonde hair made many girls swoon, but you believed it effected you the most. He gave you a bit of nostalgia from America.
One afternoon, all of you guys, as well at Todoroki, Bakugou, and Denki, we’re in the common area when the three top students came in.
Your eyes folllowed Mirio’s every move and when he stopped abruptly, your eyes darted away. A reflex that wasn’t forgotten by your best friend.
After a few instances, Izuku decided to keep a notebook of all the times you did something like this. Eyes darting away quickly, getting enthusiastic and a better mood when talking about Mirio, your eyes shine a bit brighter when he talks to you.
All Izuku wanted was to for you to be happy. Once he finally figured out that you liked Mirio, he came up with a plan. With the help of a few powerful first years as well.
Todoroki, Kirishima and Izuku all had a part in the plan named “operation Miry/n”.
When Aizawa sensai said that the big three was going to take a teams of four and do training with them, the three boys you were paired with concocted a plan. A play to get you to fall for each other, even more than now.
“Okay. Y/N, Izuku, you’re paired together, and Kirishima and Todoroki, you’re paired together. You both have the same goal, get to the top first. This may seem easy, but trust me, the rocks aren’t steady and you can’t use your quirks. Good luck. I’ll see you guys when you come back down.”
You looked to Izuku and he smiled brightly. On the way to the top, you had helped each other on more rocky areas. Then all of the sudden, “sorry, Y/N! This is for you!”
His foot kicks your hand away from the rock and you begin to fly backwards. Kirishima and Todoroki only shortly behind Izuku, only looked to you in shock.
Almost as fast as light, Mirio was at your aid. He caught you right before you landed on the ground. Holding you bridal style in his arms. Your face turning red, unble to distinguish wether it was from Mirio, or the anger you had for Izuku now.
Mirio asks if you’re okay and you linger in his arms. He looks to you and smiles brightly.
“Thank goodness. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you got hurt. I would be really upset, actually.” His smile never wavers and your caught off guard.
“What are you saying, Mirio-senpai?”
“I’m saying that I don’t know what I would do if the girl that has captured my heart, got hurt. I really like you, I actually have for a while now.” His smile shrinks in anticipation of your response.
“You don-“ you cut him off with a kiss. A slow and short one. Just a test to see if he meant what he said. Some how, your mind was still fuzzy from his confession and didn’t expect it to be real.
“Go on a date with me, Y/N-chan?”
“Of course!” You ended your statement with a kiss as he began to set you down.
When you saw Izuku next after he got back down, you didn’t know if you should thank him or yell at him.
He took your silence as a warning and moved on. He’s just happy that you’re happy.
A/N: hope this is something of what you wanted. I had fun writing it. Sorry for taking so long. Lol.💞
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Back Off Pipsqueak
Mirio Togata x Reader
Synopsis: Taking Eri to UA to visit was fun for Mirio, but stressful for both you and Eri. The thing is, Eri was stressed because she didn’t know what to expect and you were stressed because you knew EXACTLY what to expect.
A/n: Mineta saying that one line to her triggered me and I just wanted to protect her, so enjoy this if you agree.
You stood behind Mirio, watching as he tried to hide behind the bush. “Mirio… Honey what are you-” his hasty shush shut you up and you crossed your arms at him. “I want to surprise them-”
“HEY! ITS TOGATA!! AND Y/N!” Izuku screamed out, just in time for little Eri to peak out from behind your leg, causing the green haired boy to scream out her name as well. This caused a blush to form on the little girls cheeks, making your heart lurch in fear that it was too much for her. Placing your hand on her back, you pushed her a bit in front of you, whispering down words of comfort as you did.
“I’m scared” Eri whispered up right as Mirio screamed out his ‘Peach’ joke, causing only you to hear the strain in the poor girls voice. Izuku came up first, then Kaminari and the famed creeper, Mineta. Your hand tightened a bit on Eri’s shoulder as you stood behind her, almost challenging the purple haired freak to even so much as breath her way.
Mirios hand grabbed your waist, pulling your body into his side and snapping you out of your protective thoughts. You looked at your boyfriend with glimmering eyes as he talked excitedly about Eri going to the UA festival.
“Wow, you’re going to be a looker”
Your head shot back to Mineta, anger now bubbling under your skin as Eri backed up, embarrassed at the comment but not quite understanding what it meant. Gripping her shoulder a little tighter, you pulled her back so that she was behind you and Mirio’s leg.
“Back off pipsqueak” you growled, eyes glowing a bit in the activation of your quirk. “Hey hey its okay!” Mirio proclaimed, a little on edge on how protective you truly were of the little girl. “Sorry!!” Mineta shakily yelled out. This wasnt the first time the little creeps seen you angry and it most likely wont be the last.
Mirios strong arms wrapped around you, a small chuckle flowing from his lips as Mineta ran away. Both actions calmed you down as your eyes returned back to normal. You leaned back into his arms, smiling at the feeling of Eri hugging your leg while the other normal students rushed up to say hello.
After a couple minutes, you could tell the young girl was getting a bit overwhelmed. Stepping away from Mirio, you bent down and picked up Eri. Resting her on your hip, she placed her head in the crook of your neck, finally finding some solace in the overstimulating situation she was in.
“I think it’s time we go Mir” you stated firmly before intertwining your fingers with his, hoping he’d get the hint that the two girls beside him wanted some peace and quiet. Mirio nodded down at you, smiling at the sight of the little girl laying comfortably against your chest. You were always so good with kids and seeing you with her only made him love you more.
One day you’d have his kids.
“I think we’re gonna go show Eri around and then rest up. We are excited to see you’re guys performance!” Mirio exclaimed finally, turning back to the rowdy kids who were nodding frantically. They proclaimed how excited they were for Eri to see UA and the performance before they took back off to their practice.
“Well” Mirio purred in your ear, pressing a kiss to your temple as he did. You looked up at him with bright eyes, finally feeling happy about the situation you all were in.
“Where should we go first?”
Bright Future (Mirio Togata Headcanons)
Warnings: Fluff, pining, wholesome content
Request: “Hey there lovely! You’re doing an amazing job, keep kicking butt! Could I please request headcanons with Mirio? Basically the reader and him are bffs & the reader has a huge crush on him (he doesn’t know) and they have their work study together. Sir Nighteye accidentally uses his quirk on the reader & he sees that she’ll marry Mirio & they’ll have a son together & are pro heroes? Then Sir tells the reader what he saw and fluff ensues btw her and Mirio? thank you!!! ❤️ “
Author’s Note: I LOVED THIS REQUEST SO MUCH. It might be kinda long (sorry), and again probably reads like an imagine (I’m bad at headcanons), I got carried away cause I loved it so much. (On another note, I’m BAAAAACK, and boy have I missed writing. I’m gonna try my best to punch out the requests I have waiting so I can reopen my request box :D)
- You and Mirio have been BFFs since you two pretty much met, y’all just get along so well and it feels so natural to be around one another all the time.
- Like seriously, you two were always together, giggling at jokes and talking about literally everything and anything. You did everything together, which was enabled by the fact that you and Mirio were in the same class and sat near each other.
- You could not get Mirio Togata alone, nor (Y/N) (Y/L/N) alone, if your life depended on it because where one went, so did the other.
- Nejire and Tamaki had long since accepted you into their friend group; you were the secret fourth member of “The Big Three” (although it really wasn’t a secret because you were always around them and everybody knew about it).
- Almost as if expected, you eventually realized that the butterflies you felt in your stomach every time Mirio looked at you, hugged you, smiled at you or laughed at your joke weren’t a normal occurrence, nor were your longing thoughts of being in his embrace or your daydreams of how kissing him would feel and how badly you wanted it.
- Then, suddenly, it hit you like a bus; you had a MASSIVE crush on your best friend, your partner in pretty much everything in life, Mirio Togata.
- You were apparently the last one to notice your own feelings, because Nejire just exclaimed “Finally!” and Tamaki gave you a small knowing smile when you divulged the true nature of your feelings for the personified ball of sunshine that was your best friend to them.
- However, you couldn’t really bring yourself to say anything to Mirio just yet, so you decided to just act as if nothing had changed between yourself and Mirio, burying your feelings far, far down deep inside yourself and continuing just being best of friends that were joined at the hip.
- You two were so joined at the hip that you both ended up doing your work studies at the same Hero Agency, that of Sir Nighteye.
- While Mirio excelled at his work study and grew stronger and became a better hero, you felt as though you were several steps behind him at all times. You felt frustrated and kept trying to train and work hard to improve but it felt as though no matter what you did, you wouldn’t improve one bit.
- Plus, it didn’t help that you were intimidated and even slightly afraid of Sir Nighteye. He was so strict and could command a room like nobody’s business, you genuinely found yourself nervous and unable to meet his eye whenever he was in your proximity.
- As time went on, you were beginning to feel run down and exhausted of having to fake a smile every time Mirio told you of his progress or a vaguely positive comment Sir Nighteye had made about him during the work study.
- This exhaustion and pent-up frustration built and built and built until, one day, you couldn’t take it anymore.
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okay, but mirio with a crush/friend that’s in 1a? like the reader is lowkey a bit more shy and quiet and everyone thinks their dating.
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The first you saw this boy, he was at the front of your class, smiling, and you made eye contact. Your eyes widened, and you forced your eyes closed gripping at your skirt and you ducked your head. The words leaving his mouth didn’t make it to you, but his laugh, it was more than enough to make you blush and avert your gaze to anything other than the boy in question. Now, being this way, wasn’t much different from how you usually acted. You completely collapsed on the sideline the moment his clothes fell off when he challenged your class, luckily your stoic friend to be questioned was there to help you stand up.
You didn’t dare approach the grounds where he took your class out one by one, you were amazed by his strength and the story he told you. Inspired really but, the shell you were in held you in tight and you weren’t exactly determined to break out, so like a starved man to a king crab, Mirio took a liking to your shy personality and wanted to help you the same way he’d helped his friend Amajiki. Slowly he approached you outside of class or in luck with a smile and wave, and sheepishly you’d wave and smiled with a whisper of a greeting back. It wants until one day you found him while taking out the trash.
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“Hey!” I screamed and fell back the bags of trash I was just hugging fell scattering on the floor as I struggled to breath normally looking at the wall to see the face or Mirio, “Sorry if I scared ya!” He stepped out I sighed.
“Oh, it’s fine,” I whispered looking down feeling heat spread to my cheeks I install felt vulnerable.
“Let me help you!” I watched as he picked up some of the bags I’d struggled to carry.
“Ah, thank you.” I nodded and stood up, he definitely still towered me, we walked in silence, I was a bit fidgety, until he spoke up.
“L/n?” I turned to see him staring at me already, I snapped my head away.
“Y-yeah?” I asked looking down at the floor.
“Let me walk you to class tomorrow, I’d like to get to know more about your quirk. You remind me of a friend and I think I know exactly how I can help you! But I don’t have much time so the morning are better if your free?” I blinked a few times, feeling the heat on my cheeks intenseify.
“I-uh,” you shook you head, “y-yeah, thatd be great.” You lied, honestly, you don’t how great this would be, Mirio Togata, a BOY, you struggled to talk to boys you didn’t like now him? Someone who you think you might fancy? ‘This is gonna be terrible if can’t get a word out!’
“Great! I’ll come by the dorms tomorrow and then we can head to breakfast!” He smield as we finally stoped and threw the bags into the large bins.
“Yeah,” I nodded with a smile, “I’ll see you then.”
“Don’t say bye now (l/n), I still have to walk you back to the dorms! What kind of hero would I be if I let a lady walk herself back in the dark.” He smiled brightly, and I felt like I should’ve shirked my eyes, the sun, he definitely shines brighter than the sun.
We made our way silently to the dorm buildings in silence, I fidgeted with my fingers and the hem of my skirt, I was dying both internally and externally. We stopped at the door and I sighed, and turned to Mirio, he smiled and I smiled, I HAVE TO SAY SOMETHING A THANK YOU AT LEAST DO IT NOW COWARD!
He turned to walk away and I screamed “Mirio!” He turned around a bir shocked looking, “Thank you for walking with me...” I whispered and could hardly manage to look up at him.
His face changed to a gentle smile, “No problem, I enjoyed our talk,” he gave a small wave, “I’ll see you in the morning (l/n).”
“Y/n,” I mumbled. “Hm?” He hummed, “Call me y/n.”
“Alright then y/n,” he faced me completely and tilted his head closing his eyes as he smiled, “I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning.”
I gave nod and a small awkward wave as he laughed and turned to leave, sadly I didn’t know I was being watched. I enetered and let out a heavy shaky breath, that was a lot of effort. I made it to my dorm door and was stopped by Minas Pink hand grabbing my wrist, “Tell me everything.”
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I got ready in the morning, having been kept up all night by Mina as she squeezed everything out of me, my feelings, what happened, what I was going to, what I was going to wear, I don’t exactly have much of choice considering it’s STILL a school uniform. I made my way down the building to the front door where Mina was standing with my bag.
“Don’t take your bag! Carry a book! If he’s a real gentleman he’ll offer to carry it! I’ll take your bag for you!” She shoved a my English book and notebook into my hands, I felt myself start to shake.
“Mina!” I whined, “It’s nothing! I promise!” I felt like crying.
“Just try it please! Entertain my ships, Kaminari isn’t doing to good with my plans pLEASE!” She begged.
“Okay,” I gave in quickly and took the books rushing out before she started crying.
I ran straight into Mirio, “so hard,” I mumbled feeling plastered against his chest. He hands touched my shoulder and moved me back a little, “Are you okay y/n?”
I flushed and looked down, “Oh! Yeah.” I mumbled, why did I say my first name yesterday?!
“Well let’s get going then!” We started to walk and it wasn’t long until it came, “Do you need help? You don’t look to comfortable carrying those!” He said and took my books befor I answered, “thank you, my bag, was... being held hostage so I ended up carrying my books this morning.”
He laughed and I smiled, “That’s a weird one.” I smield slightly feeling a bit comfortable.
The weeks passed slowly, every morning meeting with Mirio, he’d carry my books we’d eat breakfast and talk briefly about my quirk, and that lasted the first day, after that he just started talking to me the rest of the week telling me stories about himself during breakfast and the walk to class. I found myself smiling meow openly and being able to look at him, every now and then I still looked away and get flustered at just his bright smile. That wa sinful one day I bumped into someone while we walked to my class.
“Watch where your going idiot!” I stepped behind Mirio and held his hand with both of my knees weak and shaking.
“Mirio,” I whispered tears stinging my eyes as the guy got closer glaring at me as I moved further behind Mirio.
“Hey!” He smacked a hand on the shoulder of the guy, “We don’t wanna cause any trouble! I’m sorry my friend here bumped into you.” He smiled and the guy just scoffed.
“Whatever just make your girlfriend watches where she walks.” He turned and left and I sighed still squeezing his hand.
“Thanks Mirio.” I didn’t want to let go.
“No problem, now let’s get you to class, but you should watch where your going.” He said and brought his free hand to pay my head.
We got to class, my knees still a little weak, as he stood by the door, he waved at Midoriya and I didn’t let go of his hand, I clung, I couldn’t fight the feeling of comfort I got from holding his hand. He pulled me to the door, “Clas is starting soon you should get to your seat.”
He smiled and I nodded looking up at him, another cliche blush on my cheeks, “Right,” I nodded. “I’ll come by for lunch.” He called as he leaned into the classroom and disappeared. I felt the stares boring into me before Mina said it, “SO IS IT OFFICIAL?”
I tilted my head, “What?”
“You WERE HOLDING HIS HAND!” She shook me by the shoulders.
“It’s kinda obvious,” Denki shrugged in his seat, “What’s obvious?” I asked.
“That’s you two are dating dumbass.” My face went blank at Bakugo’s words.
“Dating?” I asked and looked at Mina, “YES!” She screamed.
“No, were not I j-” and class started.
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For the next two months I found myself being freed from the shell that held my captive, I smield more and laughed with Mirio, and my heart, always felt calm and content hearing his terribly cheesy jokes, but it didn’t change the fact that when it came to talking I was a mess, I couldn’t make eye contact and I speaking became more than just a chore.
But here we are, walking the trail behind the school around evening, “hey y/n, you’re a girl.”
“Mm, yes, I am.” I answered looking ahead at the sunset, “So how do girls like getting love confessions? In public? private? Letter? Out loud? Because there’s this girl, I didn’t know when, but I think I fell in love with her.” My heart sank, it’s probably Nejire... “We started off as friends, and I don’t know when but know when I talk to her it’s the highlight of my day, her smile, her laugh.” Definitely sounds like Nejire... “I don’t know how she does it but now I feel like if she leaves my life, it’ll be like the sun will never coming back up.”
“Oh, well,” I shrugged feeling a bit bitter, “Most girls like letters usually in private, something to keep, but honestly, even with the way I am, I’d love to get a vocal confession infront of someone, I feel like it shows their not afraid to say it or prove it.” I shrugged.
“Huh, that’s great advice,” he pat my head and smield, “I’ll keep that in mind.
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Another month passed and Mirio kept me company on the walks to school, class, lunch, breakfast, dorms and everywhere else he could squeeze in. The time we spent together started to add up and I can see why people thought we were dating especially my class that saw all of this happening, as this point I couldn’t deny it, I could but they wouldn’t believe me anyways. I sigehd day dreaming about what a love confession would feel coming from someone who genuinely meant it.
I tried to pay attention in class but I couldn’t, Midnight definitely caught on to this having called me out three times. Each time I was scolded and teased by Mina about day dreaming of my ‘boyfriend,’ sadly, I couldn’t say he was. I was deflated, defeated feeling when I watched him walk to my class with Nejire, beside him, “y/n! I hope you don’t mind Nejire is joining us!” He smield and I smield back feeling weak.
“No problem, the more the merrier right?” I lied.
We spent lunch eating, they talked and I just poked around at my food, I didn’t give much thought on the conversion until I noticed Mirio stepping into his chair and then the table. He smield and got everyone’s attention before he started, “I want everyone to know this!” He screamed.
“Right now, I’m about to tell the most beautiful girl in my eyes that I love her I want everyone to know that I’m not afraid or ashamed to do it!” He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket, Nejire looked up at him stars in her eyes. I sulked looked down at my food, feeling a familiar sting in my nose.
“Every morning I wake up and the first thing I do is think about your smile, and your laugh, you always seem full of life and I love that about you. The way fidget when your anxious and the way you cling to me when your anxious or nervous always make me feel like I could be so much better than hero. Our endless conversations and the time we’ve spent together never leave me. When I always feel like I’m at my lowest or to the point of defeat I remember your smile and encouraging words and I know I have so much more to fight for. I love the way you smile, the way your eyes shine when you let the passion flow. This might be embarrassing especially infront of everyone here but I wouldn’t do it any other way, I want everyone to know how much I love you, and care for you, so,” he paused, “Nejire,” I felt the tears drop and looked straight down, I heard Mina gasping and then curing along with a few recognizable mumbles from my class mates.
“Please move so I can’t get to y/n.” I got whiplash form how fast I looked up at him, he saw the tears in my eyes his face softened, he whispered a she jumped down, “y/n?” He took my face in his hands thumbs wiping the tears, “Will you be my girlfriend.”
I smield as tears feel and his eyes widened, “Mirio,” a shaky breath, “Id love to.” He smield and crushed me in a hug, I hugged his chest and felt him kiss the top of my head.
“It’s okay,” he whispered, “you can cry if you want to, I’ll be here for you always.” He rubbed my back and I just smiled against his chest letting the tears fall.
“I don’t know when I fell for you, but I know, I’d never change it.” He whispered.
“I love you,” I mumbled, “and your cheesy jokes.”
He laughed and I could feel smield as he squeezed a bit harder, “good because I never run out.”
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You Are What You Eat - Chapter Two (Thomas Hewitt x Reader)
It has become quite a common occurrence to see Luda Mae sitting at the tablet closest to the window and door in your little bakery. Sometimes with Kathy and Henrietta, and other times just sitting and chatting with you as you baked. And frankly, you enjoyed the company, she never demanded that you speak at all times, and seemed quite content when you fell into your quiet episodes, choosing silence after a long day or a calm humming tune. You had once voiced your concern for the price of her tea break, offering to forfeit the charge if it was too much. Frankly, the place had been doing much better than you thought it would, and the loss of a couple dollars every other day wasn’t going to hurt it. You’d rather her company and didn’t want her to stop showing up because it was financially incompatible. But she had tossed your concerns away with a flip of her hand.
“With the extra food you give to us dear, a few bucks a week is nothing. If Charlie wants to chuck a spat over it, he can go back to buying groceries every week.” You’d giggled and nodded, happy that your contributions were going to good use. You had been trying out different recipes and trying to gauge what locals liked best, and some things were much more favoured over others. You had discovered the town enjoyed classic pastries but also didn’t mind some otherworldly influences like Croissants and Cannoli. But sometimes that had left you with ingredients you just wouldn’t use on your own. Then you had begun making small baskets of food that were about to expire for Luda Mae, sometimes even for Kathy or Henrietta, if you had enough leftovers. That way, you didn’t feel terrible for throwing away food, and some other deserving people received some help.
As you had begun to offer more food, Luda Mae had started making small baskets for you. Little jars of jam made from the fruits you would give them and new family recipes to try. They were always fantastic and it had become quite a joy to exchange them. However, during your months of growing closer, despite how much Luda had spoken about her little family, you hadn’t met any of the men in her life. And frankly the more she talked about them, the more curious you grew. She spoke of how hardworking her dear old Tommy was, about how he would round up the cattle every other day and was always in the basement, butchering. You’d learnt he used to work in the meat factory but was laid off when it shut down. Initially, you had assumed he was a teenager. Still, now you figured he may be a bit older, but then again it wasn’t uncommon for people to start work young here. Make he was only an apprentice when he worked at the meatworks.
But for all your wondering, you never received a real answer. Not that you had asked of course. As motherly and welcoming as Luda was, you had realised the family was a big deal to her, and she could be quite secretive about them. You had chalked it down to wanting to keep them safe in her own way, given how the town seemed to react to them. You hadn’t missed the odd looks and sneers that Luda would receive from the other folk that frequented your bakery. Quiet mumbles to their companions and quick leaving were common when Luda was around. You had noticed she would come an hour before you closed, fewer people would come around that time. And you didn’t blame her at all. However, you had refrained from saying anything because you still needed the business and Luda understood. That didn’t stop you from giving those people the day-old bread and the nearing sour milk. You had no time for their ridiculously childish behaviour. It was part of the reason you had left the city. People always felt the need to judge when they were never really better off themselves.
You hummed along to your thoughts, eye’s darting every now and again towards the entrance, hoping to see the kind woman walk through the doors. It had been a week without any real sight of her, and you were becoming worried. You had a basket of food awaiting her arrival or the past couple of days, and you were afraid it would go off before you ever managed to give it to her. With a frown you pulled the last tray of muffins from the oven, ready for cooling overnight. Your eyes flickered to the note sitting on your wall, Luda Mae’s cursive phone number written, calling out to you. Maybe you should just give her a quick call to make sure everything was okay and to tell her you had some things to give her. She wouldn’t mind. And with that thought, you washed your hands clean of filth and reached for the phone, anxiously awaiting as you listened to the dial-up tone.
“Hewitt’s, what you want?” demanded a gruff-voiced from the opposite end of the phone. You panicked. Was it the wrong number? No. It couldn’t be, he said Hewitt.
“Er…um. Y-yes.” You stammered, trying to find the words to speak. However, your mind seemed torturously blank at the moment, forgetting why it is you even decided to call in the first place.
“Out with it, would ya? I haven’t got the time to stand over the damn phone.” You almost hung up immediately, opting to never call anyone ever again. You always preferred face to face conversation anyways. However, you faintly heard the sound of a familiar woman’s voice over the end of the phone, and your eyes darted to the little basket of goodies you’d organised.
“Luda Mae! I would like to speak to Luda Mae, it’s (Y/N) from the bakery.” You smiled wide, far too proud at being able to answer a simple question over the phone. You listened as the man mumbled and yelled out to Luda. With some shuffling and complaining from the man, you finally heard Luda answer.
“Oh! Luda! It’s (Y/N)! How have you been? I was getting worried something had happened.” You bit your lip, wondering if maybe that sounded bad. You were just concerned thought, wasn’t that a good thing?
“Oh, dearie! Hello. I’m quite alright. Sorry about Charlie, the old grump. I’ve been fine darling, just very busy with livestock, I’m sorry I haven’t been out to visit this week. I should be back by next.” A wider smile curled on your lips, shoulders finally relaxing. However, you were not sure when they had hunched in concern originally.
“That’s alright, I just wanted to make sure. I also have some things for you I was gonna give to you on your next visit, but I’m not sure they will last much longer in this heat, sorry.” You frown slightly but heard a chuckle over the phone.
“Oh, ever the generous girl you are. I’m not sure who sent you to us, dear, but you’re surely an angel. I’ll send Thomas down to grab it before the day’s out, okay? Now as I’ve said he is mute, but you’ll know it’s him.” You quirked an eyebrow at her statement. Unsure of what she meant. You had never met the boy; how could you possibly know? But you didn’t have time to question as you suddenly heard faint yelling and cursing from the man on the phone earlier, and a quick goodbye from Luda before they hung up on you.
Pulling your eyebrows together, you looked oddly at your phone before putting it down. What an odd family. You shrugged and decided to get back to work, your mind absentmindedly pondering what the Hewitt boy would be like.
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You had almost forgotten your arrangement as you were handing out coffee and cakes left and right. Around 5pm every day, it would suddenly get busy for an hour. Everyone leaving their jobs or heading to families houses for dinner, eager to grab a small treat to share on the way. You smiled and thanked each person, unable to see the end of the line before you head another jiggle form the bells on the door.
“Welcome, I won’t be one moment.” You called out, just as you did with everyone. But suddenly there didn’t seem to be as much background noise. Chattering and laughter stopped abruptly as you continued to serve. Confusion ran through you, wondering if you just imagined it all. But you turned to the next customer, and the faint sounds of chatter began to pick up again. Only this time it was whispered with hushed giggles filling the room. You shook your head, slightly confused still but looked towards the door before freezing momentarily. And there he stood. A tall, broad man, he seemed enormous compared to the people around him. Who seemed to all step back as far as they could? You didn’t really blame them, as you continued to look, you realised he had a leather mask strapped to his face, rough stitching revealed his lips that seemed oddly full for a man, but obviously chapped and peeling in some places. The skin around them that wasn’t hidden behind the mask was red and blotchy. You wondered if it was the sun. He was incredibly tanned, dirt-covered his clothes and skin, obvious he was a man who worked hard in a field somewhere. You bit your lip. Eyes travelling higher as you took in the furrow of his brows, blue eyes glaring down at the ground in an oddly shy manner, his greasy hair still wavy and hiding his face as much as he could. He was huge and could easily be the most intimidating man in the room, however, his demeanour was that of a scared, shy teenager, merely wanting to be ignored rather than the centre of attention.
You imagined with a frame like that though, he was hard to miss. And suddenly everything clicked. The silence, the hushed whispers, the giggles. And the demeanour. A frown curled on your lips once more as you started to tune into the conversations more, clearly, no one actually cared about being heard. Especially the man you had initially been serving.
“What a freak. Hard to imagine he even had the balls to walk into a place like this. Lowers the value a bit.” His friend behind him snorting. You frowned harder.
“Yeah, not like that family could afford anything from here. His mothers always around, but I’m sure she probably just rummages the bins for everyone’s scraps.” The two men laughed boisterously at that. And it hit a nerve in you. You hadn’t met the poor man before. You had the opinion that he was used to the chatter. Still, hearing Luda mentioned in such a foul way had you clutching the paper cup harder than expected, eyes glaring up at the men before you. IN your haze you noticed the other man seemed to stiffen as well, hearing the two idiots talk. But before anyone could retaliate, you grabbed the two orders. You flipped off their lids, whistling low to get everyone’s attention, including the two men before you threw the contents of hot coffee into their faces. Listening as they yelped and tried to wipe off the burning liquid quickly. Gasps were heard from everyone in the shop.
“What the fuck, Lady?” They turned to you, still trying to cool down their bright red faces. You sneered at them before they had a chance to say anymore.
“Let me make it very clear to each and every one of you in this building. It is mine. I own it. And you will all abide by my rules when you walk into this shop, so help me. And that means if you ever feel the need to pick on another human being, you will be banned and reported, do you hear me? Hot coffee will be the least of your worries when I am through with you. You will treat everyone with respect, especially the Hewitt’s in this store.” You growled out, sounding far more confident than you felt. You were angry, but you had never threatened people before. But your message seemed to get across as the murmuring stopped and people ordered their coffee and food in silence before leaving in a hurry. Eventually, everyone ran out of the door, and you sighed heavily, leaning back against the counter.
Before you could make your way back to your cooking, you heard a huff from behind you. You turned around quickly, bright red as you took in the sight of the man before you. Somehow amongst all of the people leaving you hadn’t realised he stayed. It wouldn’t have been that you were pointedly ignoring him, the embarrassment of your outburst being too much to handle. Never.
“O- Oh… Thomas?” You had assumed this was the “boy” Luda had been referring to all the time. Although boy was the furthest thing from your mind as you craned your neck up to look at him before you. He nodded, shaggy hair following the moment. You liked it. Heat began to pool on your cheeks once more. You released a shaky breath.
“U-Um. Sorry about t-that. I just… didn’t like what they were saying, y’ know? Sorry if I overstepped, I didn’t mean-“ You were cut short as you felt a very large, very hot, hand rest on top of your head. You were stunned as you looked up at him. He didn’t seem to be smiling, but something in you said he was happy you had done it. You smiled up at him. For a bit too long, you looked into his eyes, wanting to know precisely what he was wondering behind those pretty blue irises. You shook your head suddenly, feeling his hand retract suddenly. You felt bad, you hadn’t meant to make him react. You liked the feeling. But you bit your lip instead of trying to gather your thoughts.
“U-Um, I have some things for you and your mother. I hope you like them. I was worried they would go off before I got to give them to you guys. But I’ve also added some fresh bread and some chocolate chip cookies… Luda said she had a son and I thought….” It dawned on you that you were talking to that son right now, and he certainly wasn’t the teenager you had been assuming. You wanted to smack yourself in the forehead. What grown man wanted cookies. You winced as you handed him the basket. He tilted his head, and you tried not to press your thighs together too obviously. He lifted the basket full of ingredients with seemingly no difficulty, pulling back the checker drape before snatching one of the cookies you’d mentioned. He broke off a small piece and slipped it through the slit of the mask, he made a little approving noise and nodded. Which was more than enough to make you break out into a broad grin, clasping your hands together in front of you in delight.
“Oh! I’ve so glad you like them! I’ll make you some more next time.” He stared at you for a moment, you stood stark still, once again wondering what he was thinking as he looked down on you. Before he nodded once more and made to leave for the door.
“Goodbye, Thomas! I’d love to see you again!” You waved him away with a bright smile, watching him freeze before continuing on his path home. You had meant it too. Your mind wandered back to your dreams of wanting a man who could hold you with one arm and work with the other, and by god, every bit of you believed that muscle of man could be very well that. You placed your hands on your cheeks, trying to cool them down as you flushed bright red. Suddenly talking to Luda about her son wasn’t going to be so easy anymore.
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Hi! Thank you all for the beautiful words and support! I hope this was enough Thomas to last you until the next update. I originally planned for more to happen, but it was already getting a bit wordy. Feel free to message me if you have questions or even theories for the story! I’d love to talk about it! Did you guys like your response to Tommy? I want this to be a bit of a slow burn, but I’m a sucky for love at first sight. <3
