in response to that last ask: i'm guessing the anon doesn't think hori deserves miyamura because she occasionally bullies him and can be emotional? at least that's some of the 'criticisms' i've seen of her- which is whack because some of us accept/show love through bullying. and also she's clearly a foil to how miyamura keeps his feelings rather quiet and tucked inside in comparison to how hori struggles to suppress her feelings and tends to wear them loudly
honestly this might be on me but T-T female characters punting their love interests into the stratosphere was so common in shojo anime for so long that i just mentally block it out now. i do agree that hori's generally more ""aggressive"" behavior is definitely meant to be a contrast to miya being so reserved that his classmates literally do not know a single thing about him, tho, and i feel like it's done pretty well across the series without ever seeming too cartoonish OR so mild that you really have to squint to see that they're foils. hori's not supposed to be a very nice person and has to let her walls down before she can fully embrace her 'show intimacy through bullying' tendencies, just like how miya has to grow and let down his defenses before he can start forming genuine bonds with the people around him. they're adorable and i fear i will never stop if i talk about them any longer.
a/b/o don't pussy out on me pal give me ur hard truth
Send me a kink and I’ll rate it!
No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |
you have asked for my truths and who am i to deny you? while i do this this kink can be done in a way that sparks joy within me, for the most part i am meh on it.
there’s just not enough push back for my tastes & well, you know me and my deep love of bratty readers :3c
but imma try it, bc i love you. so let’s see how Tomura fits with this, shall we?
warnings: mentions of blood, dubcon, masturbation & a bewildered Tomura
The room is pitch black, the press of the wall cold against your back and you clap a hand over your mouth, trying to muffle your sharp exhales. He shouldn’t look in here, you reason, words battering against the forefront of your mind, trying to override the sense of abject dread that’s making your fingers numb and your limbs shake.
This can’t be happening.
Just wake up.
It’s gotta be a dream.
It has to be.
You hadn’t meant to walk in on him; hadn’t realized that he’d be in the upper stories of the building; hadn’t meant to see him with his fist clenched around his straining length, fingers squeezing around the inflamed tip; hadn’t meant to stop dead in your tracks, staring, listening as his clicking fist worked the dripping ropes of precum down his cock.
He’d blinked impassively up at you, red eyes hazy in the dim lighting, but that smell, the fucking smell of him, of his arousal, his musk, the scent that screamed alpha that declared his virility, was too much. It made your head swim and your knees buckle, arms grasping for the wall, hands shaking, lips dropped wide.
You ran.
No.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
You’re not an omega.
“I know you’re in here.”
His voice makes you jump and you lurch backwards, feet scrabbling over the grimy floorboards. No. This isn’t happening.
THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING.
“I didn’t know you were an omega. Gotta hand it to you, you hid it well, and for so long. You’ve been with me on missions, been alone with me countless times, so what gives, hmm? You on some kinda suppressant? Something that dulls your senses, your instincts? Or maybe it’s supposed to hide the smell of that dripping cunt of yours? Maybe you just forgot to take it today? Maybe you ran out?”
You try to sneak past him as he rambles, to use the darkness to your advantage, but it’s no use. His hand instantly grabs your hunched form, four fingered grasp hauling you upward, pressing you back, pinning you under his power.
The smell of him is overwhelming this close and a thin line of drool slips down your chin. You vainly try to catch it, to wipe it against your shoulder, but he’s too fast.
His nose is snuffling against your neck and he rasps his cheek against yours, pulling the saliva onto him, rubbing against you until you can’t help but arch, your breasts snagging against the line of his lean pectorals.
“I’m...I’m not an omega,” you gasp when he cups his hand around your clothed sex, his fingertips flexing upward, sharp nose still greedily taking drags against your skin.
“Sure smell like one.”
You shake your head, trying to worm your way out of his grasp, but it only slips you up his palm and you let out a reedy moan, breath hitching when he repeats the motion. “I’m a– I’m...”
“Mmm, I’ve heard of this,” Shigaraki hisses, teeth nipping along your pulse. “Apparently, it can lay dormant in some of you. Just waiting for the right moment, the right alpha, to come along.”
There’s a shift, a fingertip comes down, joining the other four, snagging until you can feel the fabric of your pants fracturing, breaking away from your heated skin, scattering like ash.
His touch is inside you now, pressing against your gummy walls, gathering your budding slick and spreading it over your puffy folds. “You’re soaking,” he grunts, humping his straining cock against your bare thigh.
“I–”
“I know,” he intones, clattering his belt to the ground, free hand shoving his dark pants down his bony hips. “You’re not an alpha.”
When he lifts his chapped lips to yours you do the only thing you can think of, bite down until you taste iron.
Shigaraki lets out a yelp of pain and instinctually shoves you away from him. You fall, your half discarded pants tangling around your ankles, hampering your movements, but somehow you manage to face him, eyes narrowed and spit his blood from your kiss shined lips.
“Get the fuck away from me,” you snarl, the back of your hand swiping this last of his taste away.
Shigaraki blinks down at you, red eyes bright, and then, to your horror, he smiles.
Cha why are u so into xiao??? I want to join the simp train so badly 😢
his voice lines are so cute TT his character design is pretty & i have a soft spot for tsunderes :) i don't have a very compelling reason for liking him? so i'm sorry if i can't get you on simp train :(
Ok ok ok okokokok but like tomura abducting u to be the league's cute lil plaything or whatevs but accidentally catching feelings??? Using u without a care for anything but his pleasure leads to u accidentally sleeping in his bed and he wakes up more well rested and clear headed than ever before???? Weird but he supposes you have bed warmer added next to fucktoy on your list of chores. You want to put lotion on his skin, not because you think it's gross but because you want to help alleviate the itchyness? Fine, he tells you that your stupid creams don't do jack shit but he still bows his head for you to gently press your fingertips to the brittle skin beneath his eyes. Closes them when you run a thumb over his cheek. He expects you to recoil when you get to the scarred and flaked skin on his neck, but you simply switch from rubbing to tenderly pressing your creams and lotions into the unbroken areas.
You ask him a dozen stupid questions. Does it hurt when you press like this? Does he have a history of eczema? If you're irritating him, you'll leave, if he'd like.
No.
Maybe.
Stay.
You think it was an off night for him at first, but it happens again and again. The itching doesn't stop, the itch is always there but it's more bearable now. It doesn't bore into him anymore, doesn't drive his temper or feed his irritation. You keep it at bay with all your stupid little bottles (the one with the green cap that smells real nice and the fancy blue glass one that makes the other one feel less sticky when put on top, oh, and the one with the shitty dropper that you put on at night, right after you've brushed your teeth. Yknow, the one you occasionally slap on while you make those dumb little faces of pain because some stupid magazine ages ago told you that was the 'correct'way to apply moisturizer. Remember? He'd laughed and called you an idiot only to catch that stupid soft smile of yours in the reflection of the mirror as he sat on the closed lid of the toilet waiting for his turn to be pampered ).
Tomura let's you take these little bits of him. Let's you bring him pleasure. Let's you warm his bed. Let's you scratch his itch. It's fine. You're just a fucktoy. Just a bed warmer. Just someone to scratch an itch. Until one day he sees you have another little collection of lotions.
What are those for?
Dabi?
What?
No. You can't. Why? Because he said so-no he's not- don't fucking ask questions!
ahhhhhhhhhh! strei, when i say that i gasped at “only to catch that soft smile of yours in the reflection of the mirror,” i am not being hyperbolic.
and the use of the itch. stop hitting me where it hurts you 😫
just like you, this was beautiful & tysm for sharing it. some days i just need some soft Tomura, ya’ know?
What is the number one thing you hate about Jade? For me it's the stupid ugly cute adorable dumb way his cheek goes squish squish- I just wanna slap it and pinch it and maybe give a hateful little kith
his whole existence. haha just kidding, honestly I don't think I can ever hate any part of jade i just really really reeeaaally love him for who he is rn and ooo if you're talking about his cheeks 👀 can I just add how much i love how it just goes sqoosh in his groovied lab coat sr card?? like i could stare at it for a solid second then end up crying because oh my god the look on his face is absolutely amazing god i love him so much pleasepleaseifhrifhfkjf this turned into simping but i am just honestly overwhelmed with feelings of love and admiration for this shady eel i am ready to cry my eyes out. Also yes, i agree with you. A small part of me just wants to pinch his cheek lightly and perhaps,,, give it a little,,, kith... 😳
fucking biiiiitch, i am living for that enji storyline bruh let him suffer for not actually nutting up and putting in the sheer amount of effort and heartache and sheer dedication needed to repair the family he broke himself dude- and to stone cold ass just be like "no, you don't get to start over. you don't get to just use me to wipe your slate. your wife and children aren't characters in a game- you don't just get to try again" like bleeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss
that’s how it is bruh, that’s why i love that storyline so much. the thought of him falling for someone and trying to be a better man for her, only to have his fantasies crushed is so gewd. there can be no sweeter pain.
