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Hi I was wondering if I could get a lost boys ship?? I'm 5'7, short curly/wavy dirty blonde hair with hazel eyes. My personality can change between sweet but chaotic and soft, gentle and quiet, (depends on the day). my aesthetic is a mix between punk and granola and I love to listen to music and read books. thanks and hope you have a nice day!!!

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Earn My Silence

Pairing: Panty Thief!Tamaki x fem!reader SMUT

Warnings: masturbation, degradation(giving), voyuerism, bondage (giving), sex toy(s), overstimulation, Quirk-play (tentacles), humiliation, exhibition, oral (receiving)

Requested by: three lovely anons

Note: this is also a college au!

Tamaki is obsessed with you. He has been for a while now. At first, it was just an innocent crush. He admired your drive to become a great hero. The shy boy soon found himself looking forward to seeing you in class everyday. Soon enough, throughout your years at UA, that crush turned into something more powerful. Something that he never felt for anyone else before you. Lust.

Tamaki is an anxious guy. It isn’t easy for him to tell you outright that he had these feeling for you. To cope with this, he began think of different ways to feel somewhat closer to you. He began to sneak into your room when you were out with your friends. Tamaki is a very smart guy. He know that if he kept that up, he would eventually get caught in your room. So, he decided to take things from you.

 At first, he took small things that you wouldn’t realize went missing. As the weeks flew by and his longing for you grew stronger, he moved onto things that he could use to give himself the relief he’s been waiting for. Your panties weren’t his immediate target. He happened to stumble upon them by accident.

Tamaki was in your dorm one late afternoon, after finding out that you wouldn’t be back from the movies until later that night. When he walked in, he immediately noticed the messy state of it (which he knows is usually clean, considering he’s in there all the time). 

“(Y/n) must have been in a rush to leave..”, Tamaki thought to himself as he looked around your room. Almost all of your dressers were wide open, revealing all of your clothes and there were also some clothes thrown across the floor. He couldn’t help but notice something red on the ground. It stood from all of the other clothes piled on top of each other.

He moved to pick it up, and he gasped at what he was holding in between his fingers. Red laced panties.

Tamaki couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight. On the crotch area, he saw a wet spot, still sticky and wet under his fingers. He immediately felt his cock stiffen under his pants at the sight. Turning around quickly, he made his way back to his dorm to take care of his problem.

From that day forward, Tamaki frequently snuck into your room to take your panties. He preferred your used ones more because they always smelled so freshly like you. He longed to taste your sweet cunt and this was the closest he could ever be to doing so.

At first, it wasn’t so noticeable. You had a bunch of pairs that could easily be forgotten about. Those are the ones that Tamaki would take first. Soon enough, those weren’t satisfying for him anymore. He began to steal the sexier ones just like the red pair that he came across that first time. He had a collection of them in his bottom drawer. The black lace one or your pretty blue ones with the intricate designs were his personal favorites.

After a while, it started really becoming a problem. Assuming that you were going crazy, you didn’t worry much about the sudden disappearance of them. However, when you realized that your favorite pairs were missing too, that was the last straw.

You had absolutely no clue who was stealing from you. You asked around and none of your classmates had any idea what you were talking about. After a couple of days, you gave up hope in finding them and stopped interrogating your everyone you would come across.

Your friends recommended that you tell an administrator, but you didn’t want to make it a big deal. So, you decided to hope that it doesn’t happen again and move on.

Tamaki was elated when you finally stopped worrying about them. He didn’t have to be so paranoid whenever you went into his room to study or when you mentioned them. He was already a nervous wreck around you and him being guilty of stealing your things didn’t help at all. He was finally able to breathe again and feel a little better about what he was doing. He thought that because you gave up on finding them, he was free to go back to pleasuring himself without any worries.

Tamaki was so, very wrong.

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“Shit…aaah…yes”

One of Tamaki’s tentacles were wrapped around his hard cock, jerking himself off in his room late at night. He moved his other hand further down his bed, retrieving a pair of one of your newest additions from your closet.

He picked up the purple material and groaned at the sight of the wet patch soaking it. His tentacles moved faster on his length, his thick cock twitching as he imagines you wearing those all day.

“(Y/n)…mmm”

Tamaki shoves the cloth into his mouth, letting his tongue taste your arousal. He closes his eyes as pleasure takes over his entire body. Spurts of cum shoots out onto the sheets as his groans are muffled by the material. He doesn’t even realize his door opening, or your shocked expression as your name tumbles out of his mouth.

“T-tamaki?! What are you doing with my panties?!” You yell at him loudly, not caring about anyone waking up at that hour.

“(Y-y/n)!” Tamaki’s eyes fly open as he tries to cover himself. “W-what are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here?! What are you doing!? I was looking all over for those. You knew that! I asked you personally.”

Tamaki adverts his gaze from you, becoming incredibly nervous as you stare down at him.

You left the door slightly ajar as you moved slowly towards him, watching as he tried to cover himself more in embarrassment. “Oh, Tamaki. Don’t try to make yourself seem so innocent now. I already know you’ve been stealing from me. Do you really think i’m that stupid?”

Tamaki opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. At this point, Tamaki was a mess. His whole face was turning red as he began to blush at your words, feeling mortified.

“You should really remember to lock your door to give yourself some more privacy when doing these dirty things. Or..did you want me to find out?”

You walked closer to him, standing at the edge of the bed now.

“I bet you’ve gotten off at the thought of me catching you like this, so vulnerable. You’ve probably thought about cumming on my panties, just to give them back to me as a little present.”

Tamaki groaned as you moved on top of him. You leaned down, ghosting your lips over his.

“Why take my panties, when you can have the real thing?”

You leaned down to press your lips onto his moving your hips to grind on his already hardening cock. He whimpered into your mouth, moving his hand to tug on your clothes, signaling that he wants them off. You happily agree, quickly shedding yourself of your clothes and hopping back on Tamaki. He reached out to grope your breast before you slapped his hand away. You pulled away immediately.

“No. You’re not allowed to touch me unless I say you can. You’ve been very bad Tamaki, and I need to punish you for that.”

You peck his lips one more time before pulling off of his body, letting your eyes roam around his room.

“Where do you keep your toys Tamaki. And don’t tell me that’s you don’t have any. Perverts like you always do.”

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“B-bunny, please s-stop already!”

The view of Tamaki sprawled out on his bed underneath you was sinful.

His indigo hair was damp and pressed against his sweaty forehead. His legs were spread out, while is arms were tied up against the headboard.

He has a cock ring around his thick shaft, vibrating on the highest level possible. This stimulation led him to his third orgasm of the night. His cum coated his entire length, serving as evidence of all the pleasure he’s been receiving.

“Oh, you want me to stop?” Sitting next to him on his bed, you leaned over so your lips were at his sensitive ears.

“You wanted to cum so bad when you stole my panties earlier. Now be the good slut you are and take it.”

You watched as Tamaki whimpered and squirmed on the bed. His hips bucked into the air, trying to somehow get away from the painful vibrations on his overstimulated cock.

“(Y/n)..I c-can’t do this anymore. It’s t-too much.” Tamaki’s voice was at a whisper as he shut his eyes closed.

“Fine Tamaki, I have a challenge for you. I’m going to ride your face. If you cum before I cum, I’m not going to let you fuck me. You’re also going to give me back every single item I own that you stole from me. However, if you end up making me cum before you, you get to do whatever you want to me, and you get to keep everything that you took. Understand?”

“Ye-yes..fuck.. please just sit on my face! I want to taste you.” Tamaki whines underneath you.

Moving up from your spot on his bed, you threw your leg over Tamaki’s body, straddling his chest. You wasted no time lowering yourself onto his face, moaning as Tamaki immediately got to work on making you cum.

You felt his tongue easily slip inside of you. He moaned under you, loving how wet you already were for him. You were more turned on by him then you let show.

His lips soon found your clit, sucking the bud into his mouth. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you clenched around nothing.

You looked up from your position on top of Tamaki, peering over at still barely open door.

“Shit.” You thought to yourself. “How long has that been open?”

Before closing your eyes to fully enjoy Tamaki’s mouth roaming your warm cunt, something on the door caught your eye. You squinted at it before figuring out what was going on. You smirked to yourself, before whimpering as you felt Tamaki’s teeth grazing your clit.

“Mmm..Tama..I t-think I’m g-going to..”

Tamaki worked faster underneath you, flicking your clit over and over again with the tip of his tongue before dipping it back inside of you.

“I-I’m cumming..fUCK MIRIO..”

You hear a gasp coming from outside of the room. Tamaki freezes underneath you as you orgasm on top of his face. He hesitantly laps up your release, before you pull off his body.

You move to take the cock ring off of Tamaki, before untying him to the bedposts. He immediately looked upset, looking at you as you stared at the door.

“Wh-why did you say Mirio? Was I not g-good enough? I knew I should’ve…”

“Mirio.” You interrupt Tamaki.

You see his figure quietly open the door, blushing profusely. He stood there wearing nothing but a pair of one of his workout shorts, his cock evidently hard underneath.

“Mirio, h-how long were you standing there? That’s such a..a bad thing to do!” Tamaki exclaimed.

“Haha, well, I was using my quirk to, you know…” Mirio rubbed the back of his neck. “But it’s not my fault! I heard (Y/n) yell at you that you stole her panties! Really Tamaki? I went down here after I heard that and I didn’t even open the door fully before I heard (Y/n) saying…things to you and it kinda…turned me on.” Mirio looked away from the two of you, ashamed.

“Honestly, I’m disappointed in both of you. I wonder what the school would do when they found out that two of the members of the Big Three were such huge pervs like the two of you are…”

“(Y/n), please don’t say a word.” Mirio closed the door behind him before entering the room fully.

“W-we can prove it to you (Y/n). We’re really s-sorry” Tamaki stood up and walked next to Mirio, watching you the entire time.

“It’s going to take a lot to get me to not say anything..” You teasing looked at the both of them, watching as they smirked at your hidden suggestion.

Mirio and Tamaki looked at each other and nodded before turning back to you.

“We’re going to fuck you so hard, the only thing you’ll be saying is our names.”

Please reblog, this is so important.

Reblog if you support asexuals and aren’t a COWARD

RB if your blog is a safe, accepting space for asexuals!

i have only 2 words mountain lion, also why has no one talked about Africa??

I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.

They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.

Today marks the first day of Pride 2020.

It also marks the seventh day of protests held in honor of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and Ahmaud Arbery. It’s been 634 days since Botham Jean was murdered by a police officer, 233 days since Atatiana Jefferson was fatally shot by a police officer, 2,123 days since Michael Brown was fatally shot by a police officer, and 2,146 days since Eric Garner was choked to death by a police officer. 

It has been five days since Tony McDade, a Black trans man from Florida, was shot and killed by a police officer.  

At the time of this post, it has been almost 19 hours since David McAtee was shot and killed by the authorities. 

This week has served as a stark reminder that those who have power in this country wield it recklessly and violently against Black people, non-Black POC, and trans people. For some, the power is found in their badge. In others, it’s their skin tone, their socio-economic status, their cisgender privileges, or any other number of privileges one can have. In 2018, with at least 26 trans people who were murdered, all but one was a trans woman, and all but one was a person of color. According to data collected by Human Rights Campaign, this pattern is all too common. It should also be noted that the number of trans people who are murdered is grossly underreported, with many families and newspapers often misgendering those who can no longer speak up for themselves. 

On June 28, 1969, the Stonewall riots began as a response to the constant police raids of nightlife establishments frequented by the LGBTQIA+ community. That night sparked a revolution, with many eye-witnesses crediting Black and Latinx trans women for being brave enough to ignite what would become one of the most pivotal nights in LGBTQIA+ history. Without Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, there would have been no uprising. Without them, there would be no Pride. 

At this moment, it would be tone-deaf and insensitive to commemorate Pride in the same celebratory fashion we usually do. Instead, we’re asking you to make the commitment to better the lives of the oppressed. Do the work to become actively anti-racist if you are not Black. Spread the word that Black lives matter. Spread the word that trans people deserve to feel safe wherever they go. Reblog this post, make your own, or find someone in your life who doesn’t understand and do your best to make them understand. Donate if you can. 

The first Pride was a riot. We stand with you.

ಥ_ಥ ಥ_ಥ ಥ_ಥ this is beautiful thank you 

Hey I keep seeing your posts about who you would ship people with based on how they describe themselves and i would love to participate!!(for The Lost Boys pls) I'm 5'7, pale, hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair. I'm A ambiavert, hufflepuff that if your hurt my friends I will stab you, but would give someone the shirt off my back if they needed it. I also have an aesthetic that changes between looking like i walked off the set of fleetwood mac and grunge. Also non binary. thanks have a nice day😄😄

Hello, lovely!

That's great! Thank you so much for your ask! I'm so sorry that this took so long to complete! 🖤

I ship you with Dwayne!

I feel like you would both click due to your protective nature over the people who you care for. 

Like Dwayne, you can be both quiet and loud; depending on the environment you’re in or the people you’re around. 

I would definitely say that the both of you bring out different sides of each other; some days you just want to keep quiet, cuddle and watch films all day. 

While other days you want to go out with the boys, ride on the bikes throughout the night and go around causing trouble. 

If you’re both feeling opposite, you’d do a bit of mix and matching, just making it so it’s not too extreme on each sides; maybe go out for a burger and milkshake at an all-night restaurant, squeezing into a quiet booth. 

I would gladly say that you both have similar aesthetics, especially when you’re feeling grunge-y. 

Like have you seen this boy?!

He LOVES black and quite often is over the moon when your vibe matches. 

Vibe check? 

Perfection. 

If you’re feeling more Fleetwood Mac-y, then he’s more than happy to match with putting in a coloured feathered earring instead of what looks like a fang. 

Going shopping with Star when you’re feeling a more colourful vibe, LOVING to dress up and put on a show. 

Fangirling with Dwayne over different styles when you’re in your grunge vibe; it’s great. 

You two would certainly work very well together and continue to be fiercely protective over the people you love. 

That includes each other. 

So this is going to result in passionate and protective couple goals.

Like SERIOUS power radiating here. 

I hope this is okay ❤