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Scat, Piss, Vomit, Pedophilia, Incest, Animal\Child Abuse, Foot Fetish, Needles, OCs, Underage Characters\Underage Reader, Ageplay, Vore. I probably missed some but these are the main ones.
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Now listen, I don’t “hate” fictional characters. Because they are fictional. I’ve never had a reason to “hate” a character, I’ve only ever been annoyed by them usually for their writing or their tropes.
However
The boyfriend from Monsters vs Aliens was a fucking pussy and a coward and an ungrateful motherfucker who I would kill without warning. What, your wife-to-be turned into a beautiful white-haired giantess and you ran away like a little bitch? I HATE HIS ASS!!
A/N: This has been sitting in my drafts for a WHILE lol, so I decided to post it for his birthday
Happy Birthday Shiggy!🥳🎂💖
My Masterlist
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Tomura.....has an addiction, it seems.
Specifically, to your pussy.
The first taste he ever got was the best experience of his life, and now he couldn't get enough. If he could live between your legs, surviving just on your sweet slick and sweeter sounds, he would. And if he couldn't survive, then, well. He'd die a happy man.
In any way he can, he'll take it, and as much as Tomura loves to feel the wet walls of your tight heat hugging his cock, there is nothing he enjoys more than having his face buried in your hot cunt as you come undone like this; to feel the shakes and trembles and twitches climb through your legs as you gets closer and closer, and the clench of your slick walls around his tongue and fingers.
In whatever position; be it on your knees, ass in the air, his fingers gripping into the soft flesh of your thighs and ass as he feasts from behind, or you sitting on his face, cunt smothering him in the best of ways as you grind down on his tongue.
But his favourite has to be you on your back, legs thrown over his shoulders and wrapped around his neck, and that's exactly what he plans for tonight.
After slowly undressing you, bit by bit, oh so gently, peppering kisses and nips where ever he could as more of your skin is exposed, hands greedily exploring your curves, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers and groping at the flesh of your tits and ass and thighs, he lays you out on your back against the soft sheets before sitting back to enjoy the view as he tugs off his shirt and ties his hair back.
And just like every other time, he feels like he's in heaven being rewarded with the greatest honor, as crimson eyes trace over you splayed on the bed, nude and legs spread open wantonly, invitingly, like a buffet and he's a starved man.
Practically drooling, his tongue darts out to wet cracked lips because oh fuck you are a vision. He knows that you're gorgeous but fuck.
Starting at your ankles, pinkies raised, rough hands glide up and over the soft skin of your legs, oh so gently, before gripping at your thighs, all just to feel you.
He brings a hand down to spread your puffy, soaked pussy lips with his pointer and middle finger splayed in a V, ring and pinky finger curled in, pupils dilating as he bites his lip at the sight of your tight hole clenching around nothing.
You pant at the cool touch to your heat, shaking in anticipation, because as much as Tomura is addicted to your cunt, he's made you addicted to his mouth.
Just as you're about to urge him, to hurry him up, because you've barely been touched and you're already dripping, he doesn't let you; hot mouth already on you.
His flattened tongue licks a stripe up and through your folds, lips enveloping your throbbing clit, licking and sucking. Lapping at the sensitive nub, tongue swirling around it, he dips into your hole and you hum a moan lowly at the feeling.
"Fuck, so good, Baby" He groans into your weeping cunt, "Taste so good." Languidly licking and sucking, so very reverant, like he is but a devout worshipper to his deity that is you, Tomura's mouth is greedy on you, yet savouring the taste of every drop of your slick, because your sweet pussy has been a blessing from day one, and all you can do is grip the sheets and pant and moan.
His soft, wet tongue on your clit has your toes curling, and you glance down to see a sight that you will never tire of.
With the way Tomura looks, you would think that he was the one being pleasured; drunk on your taste, drunk on you, pale hair sticking to his forehead, soft strands brushing the tips of bright red ears that match the ring of crimson around the dilated pupils of squinted, lust hazed eyes. Brows furrowed in pleasured focus, spit and your slick smeared around his mouth, fingers digging into the meat of your thighs, promising pretty bruises to mark you as his.
You can't help the breathy moan that slips out at that thought, nor the roll of your hips, as your hand flies down to tangle in the pale strands.
Tomura closes his eyes, focusing on and savouring the taste and sounds of you; the wavering gasps and pants and moans letting him know exactly how good he's making you feel. And he lets out a breathy sigh of contentment against you because this is truly his favourite place to be, face buried in your wet heat, drunk on your pussy.
Rocking your hips harder against him, you moan, "Tomura-ahn- so good...", grinding down on the sinful tongue licking into your cunt, moving in a way that causes the filthiest sounds possible from between your quivering thighs; and at the sound of his name, Tomura glances up again.
He always thinks that you're beautiful, but whenever he gazes up at you like this, to see you with your lips parted in a moan, eyes closed and head thrown back, in the throes of your pleasure, panting as you chase your orgasm, you are otherworldly and divine.
And he needs to feel you, taste you, cum on his tongue.
"Come on, baby, fuck my face" Tomura purrs, mumbling the words into your pussy like a prayer. You oblige instinctively when the vibrations of his voice go straight to your clit, tugging at his hair as you roll your hips."Mm, fuck, that's it." He moans into you, fingers massaging and kneading your inner thighs, keeping you properly spread for him and they shake; you're so, so close.
Without a warning, he sucks on your clit as he slips two fingers into your tight hole and curls.
And you sob as you come undone, leaving Tomura's face a complete mess as you squirt your pleasure all over him, your back arching off of the bed and your toes curling as he keeps pumping his fingers over that very spot and lapping at your juices, until you're squirming in overstimulation, keening high and breathy.
Just the way Tomura likes to hear you
"Stop, stop, too much," You gasp, looking down at him as you tug on his hair sharply.
Pulling back slightly, he withdraws his fingers with a squelch, and licks them clean, holding your gaze; his tongue swirling around the digits to lick up every drop, his chin dripping with the obscene evidence of his obsession.
He's achingly hard, cock leaking and making a sticky mess in the straining confines of his underwear, but he ignores it easily as he has other priorities at the moment.
He leans back in and presses a kiss to your sloppy cunt, murmuring huskily into the sopping flesh there, "Mm, one more for me." His tone is bossy in the way it usually is; not particularly demanding but more just expectant, like he doesn't see why the world wouldn't simply fall at his feet to obey him.
And as you look down into scarlet eyes so hot on you, so hungry on you, how could you deny Your greedy Tomura his favourite seconds? Not that you'd want to.
Afterall, you're just as greedy as he is.
So you lean back, close your eyes and spread your legs, moaning as he dives back in, burying his face in your sloppy heat, once again.
One of my biggest issues with mha is how izuku rarely/ never questions the status quo despite being unfairly prejudiced,isolated and tormented like alot of our villain characters and even some other characters like hawks(tho he does absolutely nothing about it he still acknowledged it), lady nagant, gentle criminal and so on and on.
My biggest comparison is hero killer stain. When we find out about Akaguro's backstory, we see that he was inspired by all might and decided to work hard to get into a hero school (just like izuku), but after joining, he had the realization that almost everyone there desired fame,reward and riches.
Not the heroic desires and self-sacrificing nature that inspired him to become a hero,but pure greed and selfishness. Seeing the title "hero" being given and sought out by celebrity wannabes who were there for their own personal gains and building their public image must've been a sickening site for Akaguro. So he drops out and started trying to make others see that the title hero was being killed by money and power hunger imposters and called for the "revival of the hero" but no one listened so he decided to make it his mission to be the one do it. Even if it ment killing and dying for the cause.
Okay, I won't lie. There's a lot of issues with stains, story and character, but in my personal opinion, this was one of the best arcs in mha because it let us see what kinda society we were dealing with. Stains ideology (tho being flawed) and backstory gave us a new prospective ..... or did it?
What If I said we've already experienced something similar to Akaguro's back story in CHAPER 1.
When we get the introduction to the first scene, we see a child protecting another kid who's hurt really badly from bullies who are mocking him for playing the role of a hero despite being powerless. Now, what's interesting is that ALL these children want to become heroes. The child protecting another even if he's scared,outnumbered, and will get hurt (izuku) and the bullies who are hurting,mocking and jumping people weaker than them (bakugo and his lackies)."THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT!?ALL THESE KIDS WANT THE TITLE HERO THAT DOESN'T MAKS SENSE!? " right? There's only one person displaying the traits of a true hero which is izuku but but bakugo and his friends believe they're the ones destined for heroics as a career path.
Right here is where we (or at least i did)start questioning what it means to be a hero in this society. We already start seeing stain's point about people killing heroics and the title hero losing meaning by being associated with phonies who just wanna cash grab at best and horrible and disgusting people who love to have power over others ( Bakugo,HPSC and Endeavor being big examples).
*note:there are exceptions like ochako cuz she wanted to help her parents and the way to do that was make money but she's still more hero than a "phony" so I'll let her slide*
Now my issue is that izuku doesn't have the same revelations as stain or even something remotely close to it despite being exposed to the same situation at an early age and longer than Akaguro/stain (Other than the "all humans are not created equal" line, but that has more to do with quirk discrimination rather than the question of what does being a hero mean.) Izuku, who also admired and was inspired by All might to help and save people, had to witness people who physically and/or verbally abused and tormented him on a daily basis for OVER A DECADE claim they were going to be amazing,rich and powerful heroes. This is MUCH worse than what stain went through before he dropped out and started his clean up mission. Izuku never criticises how these people who find it fun to hurt him and others dream of being heroes. No. Instead HE ENCOURAGES,PRAISES AND ACTIVELY CHEERS ON BAKUGO. THE WORST OF THEM ALL. HAH!
I find it so disheartening that izuku associates being a hero with having a "good" quirk and it doesn't matter how you treat others or if you display qualities of a good person who wants to help and save others to be a hero in his eyes. It makes izuku's character so flat and one dimensional instead of complex which an mc should be. He's not aware or is unfazed by the society around him. He doesn't seek to change the horrible hero society. he just tries "fix" the victims of said society. His worship of heros isn't shaken or questioned when he finds out about the number 2 hero of Japan doing eugenics,trafficking & buying a human being, and abusing his family. Neither is it shaken when he finds out about the HPSC grooming children to use as industry plants and assassins, but that's another whole rant for another day.
Danm, I didn't expect to go on for this long lmao TT I hope my brain dump was somewhat cohesive.
Cause what do you mean my insides are peeling and my torso is producing enough heat to heat a house and I am sweating in normal clothes which is Uncomfortable but also unless I want to be in even more pain I need to apply More Heat?
I am hot and in pain and uncomfortable and to take away one of these things I need to make the other two worse
Evil
Periods really are the inconvenience machine and at every turn try to attack on all fronts and it is truly miserable every month.
I think that it's really important for people to realize that being disabled is traumatic. genuinely. your body and brain feel like they are breaking down and wrong. you are in constant heavy stress from stuff like chronic pain. most disabled people i know have a somewhat regular emotional break down from the trauma of it all. and we are expected to just smile through it by society, to not be in the way, to not be an issue.
I am a normal person who understands thought crimes are not real, fiction is not reality, and people can read/write/enjoy whatever they want as long as it’s fiction and no one in real life is harmed. I don’t have to like it, because I know how to mute, block and scroll past what I don’t want to see. Overall I think labels are childish, but by definition I am proship and profic. I am also against censorship.
And if you (general you) shame or harass real people over fiction, you’re a bully and this blog is not a safe place for you.
The unintended message of MHA and the unfortunate confirmation of Bakugo's worldview
MHA is a story that believes that being a hero is done through hard work. Being a good person is done through determination. Being 'right' is done by choice.
But that isn't the truth.
Those who are hated by hero society, those who are 'wrong,' can never hope to become good. They can never hope to become Heroes. They must accept the hand fate dealt them. They are Villians, and that is all they will ever be.
In the first chapter of MHA, Bakugo says this
It's a simple statement with a simple message.
"You were born wrong, and the only way to be born right is to die and hope to be born right in the next life."
But surely this isn't true. Surely not. After all, Midoriya does become a hero. He shows that it is possible to achieve your dreams. Through hard work and determination, it's possible to show that you don't need to be born right to be what you want to be.
But that's only of you're lucky. Only if you happen to meet the one man who can change your life. Only if he decides that your single act of heroism is enough to make you worthy of his power. Only if you can find the one thing that will make you 'right.'
For anyone else, anyone who is 'wrong,' death is the only option.
For the woman who was forced to steal so she could live as her true self,
death was the only option.
For the man who wanted a second chance with the only people who really cared about him,
death was the only option.
For the girl who was neglected, shunned, and abused for a quirk she couldn't control,
death was the only option.
For the boy who was forgotten by his father when the man no longer had any use for him,
death was the only option.
For the boy who had his entire life planned for him, who was never given the chance to be his own person,
death was the only option.
For those society deems undesirable, those who are 'wrong,' death is the only option.
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesn’t feel like a website you’d find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasn’t clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
