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greatest lovesongs vol. 666 ⛧

❥ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｌａｔｅ

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩

𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤 & 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙤𝙣𝙚

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you looked up with curiosity and interest. It was currently 1:30 am and the moon seemed to dance throughout your room in the attic. It was pleasant and it was beautiful. Almost to the likes of the man whom stood in front of you.

his beauty was of a thousand moons and you were just a star lucky enough to share the same galaxy. You wanted to explore all that he was; caress every individual blemish and scar that every dared to deface such a beautiful canvas. You were like an artist and he was your Dorian Gray. And when he looked at you, your heart screamed. It screamed for his love, for his touch.

instead his scarred hands would then travel down to undo his belt as you continued to marvel from your spot on the queen bed. Slowly your hands would go up to take off his black turtleneck, fingertips caressing the muscle that toned his abdomen. Once his shirt was fully off, you would gaze upon his upper body. Your hand would unconsciously go to touch the new scar that was still purple on his left side. It was beautiful. You shifted as you went up to plant a kiss on it as he exhaled forcefully.

you loved every part of him. Every part that touched you, every part that complimented you, every part that loved you even if he had a funny way of loving you. But your hips had missed his and thus he moved to take your skinny jeans off. Hands fumbling with the tightest of the material around your plump skin. You smiled softly at how he handled you.

eventually you both were unclothed in the dark room, the only light trickling in lightly to reveal he had moved from the side to the end of the bed. He would lift you and put you down in the middle of the bed. The moon seemed to agree with you as it had reflected in just right onto his face and chest. You gazed in awe.

your heart seemed to palpitate as he wrapped his palms around ankles, his eyes concealed by his crimson & ivory locks. He started off slow, first trailing up your legs, laying various kisses. Once he had reached your inner thigh he stopped which scared you.

opening your eyes you looked down immediately meeting his gaze. He stared at you in silence, it was the first time he had made eye contact with you since he walked in your apartment door.

“watch.” So you watched as he licked his two fingers before pushing them into your warmth. You whined, hips pushing into his hand as he pumped once only for him to stop again. His eyebrow quirked upwards with confusion. You quickly flickered your eyes back downwards.

his tongue would then emerge into the arena. His lips planting kissing all throughout yours. You moaned his name, hand going up to grip his hair as he quickened his pumps.

closing in on your climax, your legs wrapped around his body. “Sho,” You whimpered.

“i know, my love.” He pulled his hand out only to replace it with it with his member, whispering into your ear. He lacked his previous temperament though cause he proceed to pump into you with such velocity that the bed cracked.

you moaned into his shoulder, hands scratching his back in ecstasy. He never touched you like this. Held you like you would be gone, kissed you with a softness, loved you like you mattered. Despite this, you loved him.

“shoto!” You exclaimed as his lips took residence on your nipple. His tongue could work magic you swore.

his hips continued their assault in and out of your walls which some how could take all 7.8 of his inches. With how little he fucked you, you were surprised you could still take him at all. But with every fuck he stretched you out further and looking down you could swear your stomach was being pushed upwards.

you cried with his each of his pumps into you. It wasn’t enough. You wished to feel him everywhere, in all that you were. You cried with every squeeze of his hands on your skin. You prayed his heart wouldn’t forget the warmth you provided with your tears.

“fuck.” He muttered as his hips jittered into yours, leaving future bruises in their wake. His hand came up to rest on your throat as he finished inside you, cum painting your walls white. You thanked him because to be touched by him was to be seen & loved by all that mattered.

you were no longer bound by all that defined you, you loved.

denki kissing ur stretch marks asking you to promise to never do it again for him ok? 🥺

him 100% listening to kpop but he’s also an avid kdrama watcher and sometimes him & katsuki exchange recs

his birthmarks consisting of little lightening bolts

he’s bi4bi and t4t hate to say it

him shooting lil shocks through you when he cums

older brother! shoto taking you to the park every time there was a fight

you telling him to grow out his hair and not touching it till you tell him to cut it

physically fighting endeavor atleast once and him letting it happen

him highkey being into photography and u being his muse resulting in him constantly taking pics of you in vulnerable states

him copying every thing he sees you do and i mean everything because he just thinks youre so cool and loves you so much

dad!shoto picking up crocheting just to make lil booties and hats for the baby

Lets clean our ears with mama!!!

all i can think abt is shoto crushing on a strong! reader,, wether it's their physical strength or their quirk, i feel like he would just be so attracted to power, and even while pinning after them he just compliments them all the time.. mauehe 😈

you may be onto sum anon 😁😁

todoroki shoto was no doubt one of the strongest students in not just his class but the whole school.

thus, he was no stranger to power and all that comes with it.

that was until he met you. when he had first seen you use your quirk he was awestruck.

seeing you defeat your foes with the snap of your fingers was more than attractive, it was addictive.

he wanted more of you, no, needed more.

so every time aizawa was assigning groups for training he’d make sure to go against you just so he could experience your strength first hand.

eventually he inevitably develops a crush and it’s not just a little school crush either

he begins watching you while you train, heart palpitating with each of your heavy breaths

don’t forget the mass amounts of compliments he gives you at the end of sessions and classes, waiting for you at the door

once y’all start dating you even start training fighting each other

he never minds losing against your though and especially doesn’t mind being trapped under you

Broooo T4t Denali fic? He’s my comfort character for sureeeeeeee

you both had been friends since first year thus you got to watch his journey first hand

from the patchy hair dye to the awkward alt phase, you were there with him through it all

so when you finally came out yourself he was more than comforting

you sat in the class 3A common room. it was dark and everyone had gone to sleep but you? you couldn’t get a wink in. plus you had something on ur mind that had been bothering you.

“yo, y/n?” the sparky make appeared from the dark hallway, quickly making his way to the couch you were on. “why are you here? are you good?”

at first you were silent debating even bringing up the topic. “i have something to tell you, denki.”

“wassup?” he mumbled timidly, slowly sinking into the cushion next to you.

“i’m trans.”

“your trans.” you both said in sync.

“wha-how’d-“

“babe,” he placed a hand on your arm. “we all do.”

you cutting his hair when it gets too long and doing his t shots for him

u both exchanging clothes from when u were both pre-t/pre-e

both ur favorite halloween movie being wendell & wild

class 3a raising money for both your surgeries

eventually once his voice dropped, he saw bottom growth among other things and the immediate thing he did was sent u nudes

denki

3 attachments 2:43 am

denki

can’t wait for you to fuck me good, babe 2:44 am

him begging for u to fuck his lil cunt and u gladly doing so

✧ｇｉｖｅ ｍｅ ｔｈｅ ｐｉｓｔｏｌ

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬

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you didn’t want to do it anymore. the goodbyes and the never knowing when you would see him again. it was tiring. the thing was you weren’t even supposed to miss him. you both had established from the start that the relationship between you too was strictly beneficial - a chance for you both to blow off steam.

but then you both were fucking and something seemed to switch in you. it must’ve been the way he seemingly stared into not just your eyes but your heart or the way he carefully pumped in & out of you for you found yourself letting him in. which was bad not just for you but him as well.

it meant that you would have to confront these feelings. it meant you’d have to tell him and who knew what you would lose if so.

suddenly you heard a knock on your bedroom window. getting up you went to unlock it, not even bothering to check who it was. settling back on your bed you avoided his gaze.

“no hello?”

“not today, no.” your tone might’ve gave irritation but everything in you was holding back from the one thing you both said to avoid with your relationship - love.

with a dip into your mattress, he began rubbing your lower leg softly. “you good?” he wasn’t asking if you were okay but good enough to fuck. of course not, this wasn’t a loving relationship but beneficiary one.

“mmhmm.” you’d be dumb to say no. for a chance for him to hold you, you’d give a thousand stars. next thing you knew he was inside you, hands holding yours above your head.

your hips jutted into his with great need. you needed more from him. more than just a quick fuck. “tell me this is real.” you begged. “show me it’s real.” mumbling into his shoulder, you felt his rhythm stuttered a bit.

“y/n?”

“fuck, touya, please. i need you.” the cat was officially out of the bag. with your words, he finally finished, cum rushing into your walls. your own climax coming soon after.

silence overcame the room as both your heavy breaths haltered.

“what did you say?” he asked, head turned away from yours.

“n-nothing.” you whimpered as you watch him quickly dress. you knew it was over, you had gotten caught in the moment - a manufactured kind of love. he had seen something he never was meant to see yet you were glad. for your heart yearned for him.

once he was fully clothed he turned towards you. leaning down he softly grazed your cheek with his finger before walking towards the door, slamming it behind him. you silently sobbed as you knew this was the last time you’d see him.

thinking abt touya being so well fed on your pussy that he starts thinking maybe a baby wouldn’t be that bad. “you want me to fill ya up, hah? give you a baby so you’re walking around here full of me? you’d like that wouldn’t you, you lil slut?” he’d say as he pumps in & out of you at unfathomable speeds, tip tapping your uterus. “wanna trap me so i’m the only one fucking this sweet cunt.”

imagining ghost struggling to work out as he watches you across the room. with your thin basketball shorts and see through tank top how else was he supposed to focus on his reps. no, instead he’ll watch you as you eased downwards weights in hand. the way your ass curved, the way your waist eased in & out. he silently groaned as he felt his pants tighten in anticipation. if only he could just talk to you.