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¡ mhm?

hi beautiful, welcome! my name is Syd, let me take you on a tour.

to your Southside, you'll find nsfw, rants, and other bull! you know what that means?

minors, dni!!!

☆ December baby, '02 love <3

☆ I <3 rhea ripley, thirteen, arcane and the last of us! (both one, and two!), more recently ive been getting back into the swing of my hero.. (Kats, denki, tama <33)

☆!!! MOTIONLESS IN WHITE ENTHUSIAST!!

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mamdanistan I love you

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transmasc!perv!denki x transmasc!perv!reader

synopsis: you and denki are roommates, sharing a two-room dorm. He comes home to find you a little..distracted, and can't help but grow inattentive to everything around him.. Authors note: this took four hours and some ragebaiting from tumblr, so I'm not proofreading this. contents: 1.52k words!! longest fic i've made!! transmasc!denki, perv!denki, porn no plot, well some plot, no established relationship but there's tension and denki is infatuated with you, scissoring, overstimulation, bottom!denki, top!reader, slight dubcon? Minors dni!! smut to your southside! You and denki always had a...special relationship. You would cook, and he would do the laundry. He would help out with dishes, and you would pretend you didn't notice your missing underwear everytime you looked in the drawer to pull out a pair. You had a bright yellow lace set, just for it to disappear less than a week later..and that's when you knew that it wasn't the dryer eating them.

So.. you bought more. you even went as far as to buy specific black boyshorts with lightening bolts dotted around as a pattern, not to mention a lightening strike on the form-fitting waistband. When denki lifted the crinkled fabric, his hands stopped mid-air and stared as if he was laying eyes on something extraterrestrial. Denki was always infatuated with you. He adored how your smile lit up your entire face. the lines of your life's laughter evident in the wrinkles around your eyes, and your smile lines- oh how they made him weak in the knees. but he especially loved when you glared at him. the way your eyes would narrow, upper lip curling just slightly as you think to speak before you cuss him out for something he wasn't paying any attention to. All he was focused on? how your lips formed each word so beautifully. but what he especially loved? He adored when you thought he was asleep, your door closed and locked and those soft whines leaving those perfect lips of yours. He can only imagine your hand down those stupid black boyshorts, taunting him. Your whines were muffled through the drywall, but not enough. His own hand would find its way to his own candied cunt, fingers working small circles around his bottom growth. He's been taking testosterone since he was 19, now sitting here at 23 years old and he's so fucking sensitive—even more so as he listens to you work yourself. this has been a cycle for months. but you two continued to dance around the issue...until he came home. He had a particularly rough day, and the door shut behind him with a soft click. he didn't even have the energy to slam it shut, let alone stomp around. He came down the hallway, mouth opening to speak to say, "I'm home!", but. "ah..ha..ngh..d-dahhaa..denki.." your soft moans tore through the quiet apartment, and it tore his heart right out of his chest. his breath caught in his throat, eyes widening. he dips back behind the corner, ensuring you wouldn't see him in the hall. your moans echoed through the hall, bouncing off the walls (and bouncing around in his head,) and he could feel the heat between his thighs rage harder, roaring for attention. "denk-ieeeee..fu..ck.." your curses resonated in his skull, and his knees nearly buckled under him. He turned his head, looking over the corner and slinking closer with a cautious step as he peeked into your cracked open bedroom door. and the sight he was met with? he could have came right there.

you were wearing those fucking boyshorts, tugged to the side and your palm over your pussy—to his dismay, he thinks you're hiding from him—but he can see the slight back and forth movement of your fingers thrusting their way inside. His own hand found it's way down into his shorts...and he was wearing those same bright yellow lace panties he stole from you so long ago. his own slick was loud, his fingers coated in his honey. the noise even distracted you, causing you to stop and lift your head in the direction of the sound. you and Denki made eye contact, and your eyes widen in sync at being caught. he ripped his hand from his pants, stepping forward in panic to explain himself. your thighs snapped shut, arms laying over your chest as you try to find the words. "wait, waitwait nonono! I swear I'm not a perv!" he says, his hands coming out in defense. his nectar shines off his fingers, and you smirk just a little in notice. your eyebrow perks a little, and your thighs fall open again as if there's another force tugging them open.

his jaw drops, eyes trailing down from your face to the place he believed was truly heaven between your thighs. you beckoned him closer with a wave of your finger, and he showed no hesitation to throw himself besides you. He buried his face in your neck, pressing needy kisses and soft lovebites to your skin as your hands made their way up his shirt, feeling the band of his binder. you hesitate, hands lowering before he nods against you. "take it off..." Denki purrs, pressing another kiss to your pulsepoint as you lift his shirt. he pulls away, lifting his arms for you to remove his graphic t-shirt. his own hands come up, pulling his binder over his head. Though his bust is small, the bounce was still there. you smiled, and he leaned down to melt his lips on yours. Denki's lips fit yours perfectly, the key to your lock. His tongue grew impatient, already swiping at your lower lip as his hands came up to your hips. he tugged the black boyshorts off you, your own hands finessing their way into his own pants. you pushed them down, pulling away and laying eyes on that fabric you knew all too well. "so this is where they went, huh?" you purred, chuckling lowly as he sat back on his knees. his cheeks burned in embarrassment. you pushed his pants down to his knees, your fingers coming back up to hook the thin waistband of the delicate material.

he couldn't find the voice to answer you, but thankfully you pushed him back before he could respond. you tugged his pants and your underwear off completely, tossing them elsewhere across the floor. you both sit naked, and he looks at you with a soft smile. he breaks the silence first. "so.." "so." you chuckle, already moving to slot your legs between his. Denki's eyes widen in realization, legs entwined in a web of skin. he moved as close as he could to you, southern lips meeting together in a filthy kiss. you both sing out a moan of ecstasy, bottom growths acting as tongues as you already lift your hips against his. a filthy whine leaves Denki's lips, his jaw dropping in nothing short of bliss. his hips lift, grinding down into you with a downward roll, another lewd wail leaving him. the sound alone of your cunts smacking into each other with renewed vigor, both you and Denki working to grind against each other in lascivious tandem. Denki was physically incapable of taking his eyes off you. the way your brows knitted together, lower lip tucked between your teeth in attempt to focus on continuing the pleasure instead of focusing on it solely. this continued for 7 minutes, exactly. Denki could feel himself growing weaker, his hips slowing to a stop as you drive your own hips down onto him with no mercy. this is what he craved. being used. he's just lucky he can feel any pleasure from it, and holy shit, is he forever indebted to you for it. Finally, come minute nine, the rope in his stomach beginning to tie knots he has no idea how to undo. Denki opens his mouth to speak, but you shush him as his hips start twitching. "i know, i know baby.. it's okay, cum for me.." you purr, one hand wrapping around his thigh to keep him grounded while the knot finally yanked itself free. Denki's jaw fell open, white-hot overstimulation taking over. His entire body tremors, essence dripping from his core.

this feeling Denki was feeling? interplanetary, intergalactic in the way he felt weightless. his back arched, head thrown back in a throaty whine as his pleasure unearths from his veins. he expected you to stop after he came, but you didn't. if anything, your hips slammed down on his harder as you chase your own high. Denki lifts his head, whining and whimpering as he tries lifting his hand to stop you. "i-i..i can't..take more, wh-why are you...sti-ll! ngh! goingg!" denki sobbed, ardence clear in his voice, but his voice itself wavered like an unsteady like a seismograph in the midst of an induced earthquake, but he would never stop you. he's purely euphoric, lust controlling his thoughts. He let out a whine, shaking harder as you collided your growth against his, one final time. your own release hit you like an aluminum baseball bat, your entire body locking up and going still. your emission flowing steady out of you like a broken tap over Denki. finally, your vision came back to you in spots before you collapsed back into the pillows, denki back into your ruined duvet. breathing in unison, your chest rising in greedy breaths as his lowered. He softly sighed, chuckling as the realization of what occured hit him. "so...what are we now?"

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are we ready...

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denki kaminari is bi as FUCK, i don’t make the rules

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We don't have to do this for life...

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Hi!! I’ve not been feeling the best recently which sparked an idea 👀 so like imagine you’ve been in the dumps and tamaki (huzz) notices and hears about how you feeling bad about yourself/feeling like you’re unable to be loved and in response tamaki SHOWS you how much he loves you (iykwim) 😛

I like the way you think.. buckle up guys.

contents: angst turned fluff turned unfortunate edging..sorry anon :(, theres a relationship, very little angst tbh, tamaki is a giant sweetheart, use of the pet name "bunny," slight ooc..? maybe? stay at home husband!tamaki supremacy

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The agency had taken its toll on you. Long days stretching its lengthy fingers into your nights meant to be with Tamaki, and he took notice. Villains were constantly hounding you, now more than ever because they've taken notice to the fatigue. On top of that, your social media was slowly filling with its own vile comments for being a human being who can only handle so much.

Tamaki hated seeing you like this. You were stuck in a ruthless cycle, waking up in the morning and forcing yourself out of bed to a non-rewarding day of fighting for your life, and for society's safety as Japan's #1. but did anybody thank you? of course not...

But today..you finally had a day off. you went into the bathroom to wash your face, but stopped at the sight of yourself.

"I'm so irritated.. I'm tired of fighting for this.. am I even worthy of being number one?"

you mumbled, staring at yourself and the bruises growing under your eyes as evidence of your mistreatment to your own body. Tamaki, the clinger he is, was standing behind you. his arms around you, chin planted on your shoulder like it belonged there. he frowned like you had cursed his bloodline.

Tamaki lifted his head, ripping his gaze from you in the mirror to turn you around by the hips. His fingers rested possessively over the soft skin, thumb stroking absentmindedly.

"why do you say that?" Tamaki mumbled, his own sleepiness adamant as he spoke. you swallowed a breath you didn't even realize you were holding, mouth opening to speak but the words couldn't find you.

Tamaki sighed, shaking his head. "you've been working too hard..need a break.." he exhaled, pulling you away from the bathroom counter to drag you back to your bed. He looked at you anticipatory, and you begrudgingly collapsed back into bed like it owed you money. a nod was all you got in return, followed by the purple-haired boy crawling in next to you. he wasn't one to move you around, or "manhandle" you as he called it.. but, he pulled you as close as he could to his chest, his hands coming down to wrap your thighs around his to straddle.

Normally, the idea of you leaning over him with that loving smile you always gave him would have him working himself into an anxiety-induced panic attack, but he was more worried about your health. his arm wrapped around your waist, allowing your head to rest on his shoulder. "whats going on, bunny..?"

he softly pleaded, hand spreading itself over your lower back. you couldn't find the words to tell him. Tamaki frowned, but didn't want to pry if you didn't want him to. he leaned forward, pressing soft kisses to the skin where your shoulder and neck meet. you shudder, one hand coming up to rest on his other shoulder.

"Tama.." you whined, and he pulled away in fear of doing something wrong. you lifted your own head, softly smiling and reassuring him with a soft—

"nonono, its okay baby.. keep going.."

you say, looking into his eyes with a slight nod. he exhaled shakily, thankful he didn't press too far. he leaned back in, connecting his lips to your skin to stamp his love on you. You could almost feel the tension melting from your poor body.

Tamaki took notice. he wrapped both arms around your waist, locking you down against him to paint more kisses on you, his perfect canvas. a soft noise left you, something Tamaki could only describe as the angels whispering to him.

"you can go further.." you whispered, and Tamaki fumbled to let the first bend of his index and middle finger make its way into your shorts. "are you sure..?" he maundered, mouth opening to say something else before you stopped him with a nod. "yes, I'm sure.." you chuckled, adoring how he made sure you were comfortable with every single thing he did. he cared so much, sometimes even too much..

his right hand made its way into your shorts, resting over your buttcheek with a slight possessive squeeze. more kisses, now open-mouthed made their way up from your neck to your jaw. something incoherent came from him, shocking despite how close he is to the shell of your ear before he spoke again.

"i..I'm hungry.." he mumbled, hoping you would get the hint—and thankfully, you moved without him having to ask. you moved like silk, sitting next to him and leaning back on the pillows to lift your hips to slink your shorts and underwear off using only your thumbs.

Tamaki watched, blushing as if he's never seen this cycle before. you tossed your bottoms somewhere to your left, leaning back to the pillows once more to get comfortable. you let your thighs fall open, a gate to heaven opening for Tamaki alone. his ears burned, crawling between your legs.

"may i..?" the shy boy mumbled, tips of his ears searing hot. you nod, earning him a soft smile as you run your fingers through his hair. he always asked to eat you from under a blanket, too scared to make eye contact..

but now?

Anything for you.

wahhh pumped this out in like 45 minutes and noo im not proofreading im so sorry

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send me reqs guys!!! I promise I dont bite :(

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tumblr you and I are about to fight.

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thinking about perv!denki.....hmmmmmmmmm

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Tamaki the man you are..

and if i said I'm not proof reading this...

contents: fluff!! so fluffy your teeth will rot out!! tamaki amajiki, boyfriend!Tama..I dont think theres much else im missing.. tamaki is a sweetheart ♡♡♡ super super superrrr short but most of my drabs are

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☆ Boyfriend!Tamaki who dotes over your every whim. who looks at you like a mythical being who planted each star personally, ensuring every flame had a home to call its own.

☆Boyfriend!Tamaki who walks besides you with his hand bumping into yours, ears burning at the hope you finally pick up his hint and intertwine your fingers with his. the warmth spreads through him like molasses over fresh pancakes.

☆Boyfriend!Tamaki who personally ensures your baths are perfect—lavender scented bubbles with little candles placed delicately around the ledge with the lights off for just the right ambience to help you relax after a long day.

☆Boyfriend!Tamaki who would do anything to make you happy. Flowers on Sundays, handwashing the clear vase and cutting the stems at an angle so they stay healthy until the next round of blooms replaces them.

☆Boyfriend!Tamaki who loves you so much, his brain shortcircuits everytime you give him that small smile, even moreso when you make eye contact with him. Tamaki can feel the heat spread to his cheeks, and he's

utterly smitten.

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maybe I'll write for a man.. denki? tamaki..TAMAKI.

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#happypridemonth

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I forgot about this app im so sorry tumblr

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Hii :3 I just came across your blog and I hope this doesn’t come of as rude or anything but I have some advice on how you can get your fics out there more!! I read some of your fics and they’re pretty good but I noticed that you don’t really tag your fics properly. And this Can lead to people not seeing your posts :((

I recommend you use plenty of tags for example “#ellie Williams #tlou Ellie #ellie tlou #Ellie Williams x reader #tlou x reader #ellie Williams x yn ” and more variants like that. I know it may seem like a lot but the more tags you use the more your fic is pushed out :))

Once again I hope this doesn’t come off as rude and you don’t have to take my suggestions. But using more tags has always been helpful for my own fics and I hope it can help you <33

im not really one to care for going viral-though the thrill is fun. I'll think about it, but I am also nervous because a lot of the fics I read are ethereal compared to mine and I dont wanna get a bunch of hate. but i guess I signed up for it? its a 50/50 scenario in my head lol

but this is definitely not rude and this is wonderful advice!! thank you anon <33

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NON-freaks dni. This is a freaks only zone

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send reqs omg 💔😞