#random fandom

[cellophan3wings]

i think that makes you one of the lucky ones.

[thewritetofreespeech]

Can I ask a NSFW with Hawks from mha and fem reader?

Reader giving Hawks a massage to his wings that got sore from being always straightened. He gets relaxed but also squirmy because they are so sensitive. With the massage, he gets hard and comes solely by being touched and petted on his wings?

Keigo let out a groan as he rubbed his shoulders in the kitchen.

With everything going on he had been on patrol a lot more, which meant more flying. He didn’t talk about it much but the strain of his wings was something that weighed on him. Literally. At their full capacity they were large, cumbersome, and just downright heavy. It was like having an extra 20 pounds strapped to his back; not to mention all the muscles they were attached to, or all the things in his back attached to his wings for.

Normally he would just go to a safe room in his apartment and shed his feathers for a break, but he couldn’t do that. None of them knew when the next attack would be, or when he would be needed to help people. He couldn’t risk not being ‘Hawk’ for two days while they grew back.

“Something wrong?” [Y/N] asked as he handed them their requested. Clearly noticing his wince, no matter how hard he tried to suppress it.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” Keigo brushed off quickly, but they weren’t having it. “It’s just my back.”

[Y/N] sat up straighter with a concerned look. “Your back? What’s wrong with your back?”

Keigo explained what was going on, and how it was normal. He wouldn’t lie though, them being concerned for him was very touching. He didn’t need people to worry about him, but it was still nice. “Why don’t I rub your back for you?” They then offer. “It might help.”

He had to admit, that did sound tempting. He didn’t want to be a burden or have anyone worry but…[Y/N] was offering so it would be rude for him not to accept it. “Ok. That would be great.”

They headed to the bedroom and Keigo laid out on the bed. Since they were home, he didn’t have a shirt on. Getting it over his wings was annoying to begin with, and since it was just them what was the point. He kept his sweats on as he laid face first into the mattress and tried to relax his wings.

“Let me know if I hurt you, ok?” [Y/N] said as they settled beside him on the bed. Since his wings were so large right now they couldn’t straddle his waist like in the movies. That was disappointing.

“I will. Don’t worry.” Keigo assured. Then went back to trying to relax as [Y/N] placed their hands on his back with some lotion and tried to work out the kinks.

Their warm hands on his back helped Keigo relax further. Just the presence of them being there melting away some of the tension and letting him sink further into the mattress. Before too long he had closed his eyes. Feeling like he might fall asleep.

As they swept their hands up, however, Keigo groaned with a shutter as it came close to the base of his wings. “Ah…wait…” He said. Voice a little groggy with sleep and relaxation. “…sensitive..”

“Oh. Does it hurt?” [Y/N] asked.

“N-No…” It didn’t ‘hurt’. That wasn’t the sensitive he was talking about. There were a lot of nerves attached to his wings from his back. So the base of it could be very noticeable when touched. With [Y/N] touching him so intimately it was giving his body a very predictable response; one he just realized was poking into bed. “It just….it feels funny.”

“Oh!” [Y/N] clearly understood what he was implying as their face blushed. “Do you…want me to stop then?”

“I mean….” Keigo didn’t know how to answer that. It felt pervy to say, ‘yes keep touching me like that cause it makes my dick hard’. But, “I was liking the massage.”

[Y/N] gave him a shy smile and went back to rubbing his back. They stayed away from the base of his wings for a while, working on the tight knots near his shoulders, but they eventually came back to them. Keigo sighed as he felt their fingertips brush against his feather. Little electric shocks flickering up & down his spine.

Their hands then moved up from the base to his actual wings and Keigo moaned. “Ah..! Wh-?” Those little shocks suddenly got bigger. Raw pleasure racing down his spine towards his cock. No one had ever touched his wings before (except for doctors). So he wasn’t expecting it to feel so good.

Their fingers ran over his feathers as his fists twisted in the covers. Running across the curve of his wings. Holding them, even for a short moment, got the weight off his back, and suddenly Keigo was humping the mattress. “D-Don’t stop…!” He couldn’t stop himself

They continued and soon he was cumming just from their hands holding on to the arch of his wings. “Do you feel better?”

Keigo opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder. He didn’t really know what to say. Saying he felt ‘better’ after the greatest orgasm of his life seemed to not measure up. But as he took an inventory his back did feel a lot better too; but maybe that was just the orgasm lingering. “Yeah. That was good. I feel a lot better.”

[Y/N] smiled and curled up on the bed beside Keigo. The hero making space for them as he rolled on his side. “That was…certainly interesting.”

“Yeah.” He agreed. “I’ve never had that happen before.”

“Do you…think it would happen again, or was it just a one time thing?”

“I don’t know.” It might have been the stress, mixed with the relief of the strain on his wings, that caused them to be that sensitive. It made the most sense since it never happened before, but he couldn’t be sure. “Only one way to find out.”

[mrsmess]

[da1stninjagofangirl]

@parkedsunghoon1009 look what I found on Pinterest 😭

[dawnrider]

@amywritesthings reminded me that it's #Fuck it Friday and therefore it's drumroll ... Random Snippet Time!

So here's some from the next chapter of Blind Faith, the Minmotion Syndrome AU I've been obsessing about lately.

He felt a bit guilty for how he’d behaved in the elevator and the entry, giddy at the prospect of going to Jaein’s apartment, not Jaeyoung’s. It was the first time he’d had the chance to see more of Jaein’s world. Of course, he almost blew it entirely by needing so much help getting into the shower. But having Jaein right there with him in the water was far too tempting and his brain seemed to shed the the effects of the alcohol in favor of smelling, tasting, and touching the real Park Jaein. In the flesh. Soft delectable flesh that he had the fortune to feel against him even now. Even if they hadn’t gone “all the way,” the entire evening must have sapped Jaein’s strength. He was still sound asleep if his soft breathing and very faint snoring was anything to go by. Taeyoon lay as still as he could, arms around the slightly smaller omega’s shoulders while his face was buried in his neck. Cuddling. We’re cuddling! A goofy grin lifted his lips despite his best efforts to keep his reaction under control. When he awoke, Jaein would shove him away and be snippy with him. He could almost picture it already. Taeyoon had no intention of wasting this moment while he still had it. He could feel it now, the way their pheromones were lazily drifting in the space, mixing together. It would disappear and fade in no time since he hadn’t spent much time here, but it was a window into the kind of relationship, the kind of future, he had been hoping for with Jaein for over a year now. Their encounter in the bathroom at that cocktail party had left a very strong impression on Seo Taeyoon and he had been frantically searching for a way to circle back into Park Jaein’s life ever since. The fact that he was publicly a beta had made things difficult, but it was Chairman Choi’s insistence that he start thinking seriously about marriage – in a way that was beneficial to Chairman Choi, of course – had really had him stepping up his game.

[deimagines]

Okay? Then don't read the fuck? Like do few fanfic readers not understand the concept of FANFIC? Or the choice to not read? Like hellooooo?

[robo-cryptid]

one of my greatest petty fandom pet peeves* is when people state a headcanon or interpretation as 100% undisputed fact.** like maybe your interpretation is cool without you having to pretend it's canon or shutting out other possibilities, actually.

*not fandom being racist or misogynist or transphobic, just generally irritating

**it is very funny when you state something is 100% objective fact as hyperbole, though. why yes, Lash IS canonically into fisting.