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shirleyholmesruler · 2 days
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I think AU on hyperpunk 🦾😼
Telegram Channel: @LoveGame_19
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shadarinth · 2 days
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Saw someone else's art and fell in love with this pose like it just screamed fem Shigs to me so I had to do it 💜❤️🙌🖐️ Couldn't pick (or be bothered to do) a proper background lmao sorry Tomura
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sophsiaaa · 19 days
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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE JUST ONCE JUST ONE TIME JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASEEEEEEEE
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flumet · 2 months
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I added colors to another panel because I felt inspired
I also made one with Aizawa
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anime-as-textposts · 2 months
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dolboebanimeshnik · 5 months
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mushroommanstan · 1 year
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Edging creepy Tenko until he’s a whining drooling mess with a swollen leaky cock Ɛ>
“A-aaah please-se-se”
Tenko didn’t know how much more of this he could take. It’s true, he’s always loved being touched by you, your velvety hands never failing to make him feel like he’s in heaven. But like Lucifer falling from said heaven, the pleasure had quickly turned into hell for him. Fuck, he’s sorry, he’s sorry!
“Mmhmphhh, I’m-I’m sorry! I’m sorry-hyyy”
You giggled, watching his desperately hard cock throbbed painfully, the whole shaft painted red due to you denying his orgasm again and again. You can practically see his balls throbbing as they beg to be emptied.
But you didn’t listen. Instead you waited until he was ever so close before pulling your hand away, letting his cock slap back against his stomach as he wailed out. You waited for him to cool down before wrapping your hand around his cock and jerking him, repeating the cycle.
“Oh? And what are you sorry for baby? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Despite this, he continued blabbering apologies, the lack of relief seemingly having short circuited his brain and only letting him say those words.
“I’m sorry! I-Iaaah, I’m s-sorry!”
You smirked.
“Baby I’m not doing this as a punishment. Not to my good, sweet boy~” his dick twitched at that making him moan in painful pleasure.
He then surprised you, switching it up and adding a new phrase to his currently limited vocabulary.
“T-then wh-aaah please, then w-why-then-then-why-“ he can feel tears gathering in his eyes, from what he doesn’t know. Frustration, yearning, insecurity, all of those feelings melting down and forming melancholy.
He refused to let those tears fall. He’s a man, he’s a manly man. And manly men don’t cry.
You grabbed him forcefully by his chin, making sure he was looking at your erotically devious face. “Because I want to see you cry for me.”
Maybe some men cry.
He wailed out, a mess of ‘please’s and ‘sorry’s tumbling out as he yet again reached his high, scared you would deny him. He felt his warm tears coat his cheeks as he broke down, begging you to let him finish in the most desperate, lewd moaning.
Satisfied, this time your hand didn’t stop, and you could practically see the relief on his face when the first rope of cum shot out of his dick. He threw his head back, legs quaking and back arched as he opened his mouth in a silent scream. Ropes and ropes of pent up cum burst out of him, coating him, you, and the sheets in his jizz.
You smiled, continuing to pump him until he was completely finished, his cock immediately turning back to the pink, soft state you knew and loved.
Wiping your brow (with your other hand), you finally look back up at him after admiring his fountain.
“Feel better baby?”
He doesn’t respond. He doesn’t do anything really, hanging limply in his leather restraints. You snapped your finger in his face but got no response, pulling his head up only to find his eyes rolled back into his head, passed out.
You quickly checked his breathing, before patting his shoulder affectionately after making sure he was ok.
You then sighed, leaving him to get a towel to clean him up with.
Damn it, he passed out again.
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kleftiko · 1 year
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❦ DANCE, DANCE
cw: mature, fem!reader, unprotected sex, cowgirl position, creampie, inexperienced!loser!shigaraki, degradation, hair pulling
it’s missing loser shigaraki hours✌️😔
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“i only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me”
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shigaraki lay slumped on his back. the stupid artist gloves on his hands were bugging him. he wore them every night but for some reason he kept picking at the wrist, slivers of red, irritated skin sent jolts of pain every time he scratched at it. he felt like a failure—pathetic. today had been a complete disaster and he didn’t want to face all for one like this.
the door to his room creaked open, interrupting his self deprecation. his bored eyes followed the movement to meet your head poking through the entrance. hair pushed back to show your face to him; he nearly huffed.
“what do you want.”
your eyes held an emotion that made him absolutely furious. pity. you were there to witness his defeat upon returning to base all busted and bruised; you had watched him nearly throw a tantrum at his failure of a mission, sulking and hitting things like a petulant child. the reminder made him bite the inside of his cheek harshly.
“if you say any pitiful shit, i’ll kill you.” he warned, a slight growl to his tone, and you frowned. wordlessly, you opened the door the rest of the way, revealing your bare body in nothing but your panties.
“no sympathy?” you asked and watched his adam’s apple bob harshly. his eyes bore into your body, gaze so intense you could practically hear the pounding of his heart from across the room reverberating against your uncovered skin.
god, he was so pathetic.
and you fed off it, but he didn’t care. he liked to think he let you saunter into the room towards him, when in reality you had him paralyzed with lust.
in a moment you were mounted on top of his lap; his favourite position. his hands could greedily grab at the fleshy parts of your ass, his face could smush itself between your boobs, and your hot pussy would grind on his—painfully hard—clothed cock. all he could do in the moment was desperately and sloppily suck at your tits, biting occasionally so you’d hiss at him and pull his hair as punishment. it was at that time that he didn’t care about the artist gloves anymore, if they let him grab handfuls of your ass and use you to get himself off then he didn’t care.
“you’re such a pervert, aren’t you.” your nails carded through his hair, scratching against his dry scalp, and he whined involuntarily. “throwing a little tantrum when you get home just so i would pity fuck you, huh?”
he never let anyone talk to him like that. one disrespectful word and he would have their ashes crumbling between his fingers within a second, but with you? you spit harsh, pathetic, and degrading words to his face and all he could do was spill precum from his aching, throbbing cock. you were the only one who knew he was this pathetic, never having felt the touch of a woman before you. but still, he had to try and fight back for the sake of his crumbling pride.
“watch it.” he growled, voice lifting at the end as you pulled the band of his boxers down to free his dick. “you want me to turn you to dust?”
You looked directly into his eyes.
“do it.” you challenged, moving your underwear to the side and sheathing his stiff cock inside you.
his head hit the wall harshly behind him as you bounced, losing all the bravado he tried to front in favour of releasing deplorably pitiable sounds and grabbing at you desperately.
“as if anyone would give you their pussy anyway.” you bit, mouth curling up at how quickly he crumbled. “you wanna kill the only person in the world who would fuck you? be my guest and go back to your fist.”
he whined at your words, bucking his hips up and disrupting your rhythm. you harshly tugged his hair back, jolting his neck in a whiplash-like fashion—silently telling him to behave.
it’s a miracle he listened, but you could feel the restraint he put into not sloppily fucking you, his body practically shaking. you knew if you let him, he’d unskilfully thrust into you without rhythm. he didn’t know how to fuck, but with you in charge you could utilized his thick cock and get yourself off like a toy. his fingers dug into your hips painfully, eyes screwed shut in both pleasure and an attempt to hide his tears from you, and you knew he was close. his pathetic mumbling and incoherent whines only spurred you on as you whispered condescendingly, “you okay, boss?”
you slapped a hand brutally over his chapped lips, muffling the loud, wanton, moan he let out as he spilled inside you. His body shook with his orgasm, twitching like he’d never came before from someone else’s ministrations. bouncing slowly now, he let out a string of curses at the overstimulation as you came to a stop.
“fuck.” he breathed.
as you looked down at his pathetic stature, you couldn’t help but think he was adorable—completely fucked out every time you finished with him. soft pants escaped his lips, and his eyes fluttered open, gazing up at you with a haze of ecstasy. you couldn’t help but lean down and capture his lips, tongue slipping into his mouth as his hands came up to cradle your face desperately.
he wanted to stay like that, cock softening inside you as you slowly made out, but you didn’t allow it. instead, you let go of him and slipped off his dick, a trail of his cum leaking out of you before you fixed your underwear. you always left him in a mess of his own cum, knowing he was too burnt out to do anything about it.
“see you tomorrow, boss.”
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katsuizu-stuff · 2 months
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FUCKING WHY!!!!
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~ He's my happiness ~
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spookikookiboo · 1 year
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🤍Baby Bunny🤍
Listen, no matter what Shigaraki does he will always be Oboro’s baby.
~Spooki🖤
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dekusleftsock · 6 days
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Me personally, I’m a very big fan of how Horikoshi handled his themes around forgiveness. I love that he really hammers in that forgiveness is a choice that someone can or cannot make, and that neither of those decisions are necessarily “wrong” or “harmful”, that they’re just that. Choices.
And I realized just how much I enjoyed how he handles this because of these leaks. Like him choosing to never forgive Shigaraki for what he’s done, yet wanting to end the suffering as much as possible I feel really speaks to an experience I could never put into words. It’s so viscerally human to be angry, happy, sad; it’s human to forgive, it’s human to not. It’s human to empathize with someone you fundamentally feel shouldn’t be empathized for, and yet it is the single most prominent structure of ancient human societies. We live to empathize, it’s why we have a dog in our house, or we help heal a stranger back to health; and I don’t necessarily think is what “makes us human” bc I feel that excludes people who don’t (because they do exist and nothing is wrong with them for not doing so), but I think it does speak to a very common feeling. It’s normal to want revenge, or to be angry, or to not forgive, but it’s also perfectly normal to want to end the suffering from its source.
That’s also a prominent feature of the Todoroki family, and it’s also what made me so angry about the interpretations surrounding it. There’s nothing wrong with Fuyumi or Natsuo to respond differently to their shared father’s abuse, they’re normal and expected ways to handle one’s inner turmoil. There is healing in forgiving someone, that’s a perfectly truthful idea. But what’s also a way to heal is to simply not let someone matter in your life, you can simultaneously be angry for what they’ve done…and be perfectly fulfilled/healed.
Horikoshi isn’t telling you to forgive bad people, he’s telling you that there’s a reason behind every bad action, that empathy and shared humanity is the single most integral part to a healthy society.
And I love this EVEN MORE because Midoriya Izuku: Rising isn’t even about Izuku, it’s about how everyone else has brought him here, now. That we are one people, one society—Izuku may be the driving horse but he stands as a symbol of our shared humanity in this moment.
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I wish I could find the officials rn but I’m gonna have to interpret this given what it is.
Ochako’s choice to “not wipe your slate clean” almost feels less like a “I can’t forgive you” and more like a “society won’t forgive you” statement.
Where Izuku’s or Natsuo’s choice to not forgive someone who has hurt them was a personal decision, this was more of a decision to empathize with Himiko, maybe even forgive her. I can’t help but notice that this was much more of a confession/declaration of affection for someone who has done bad things, than it was about forgiveness and mistakes.
It almost feels more like the bkdk apology if I’m honest. Both of which never have a “I won’t ever forgive you for this” statement, more like they avoid it in its entirety. Same with Rei and Endeavors conversations.
Because it is the victims choice to forgive or not forgive someone. They have as much a right to do so as anyone else.
I guess that’s why I always hated the whole “Izuku shouldn’t forgive Katsuki” take, it’s a very literal commentary on the very thing Horikoshi has written is wrong. It’s wrong to try to tell someone how they should or shouldn’t have reacted to something, you are taking away their integrity. To a certain extent you are infantilizing their ability to make choices for themself.
So it’s for this reason that my love for this series shoots to the sky at this “I won’t forgive you” moment. It’s like Izukus guilt has been lifted, that he has allowed himself to be angry or bitter at someone for wronging him or someone he loves. The mask has fallen, this is it; Izuku and Tenko, and he is being honest of his feelings.
That’s what I love most—the honesty, the anger, the relief, the love, and that these are his choices. No one can take that away from him. Not you, not I, not us.
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x-kiwi-03 · 2 months
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NO WAY TENKO'S DAD LIGIT SOLD HIM TO AFO! That's the Lov bar in the back, and Afo's text asking "How about his quirk?" And it's not Tenko's memories so it has to be Afo's. This is insane!!
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My theory on the Shie Hassaikai boss being used by Afo to fuck up Kai just bumped up in possibility.
I'm shaking.
Ten's dad could've just been besties with his mom's killer, given his hatred for her, and Afo was just using him to get to Tenko. I just want evil Pops to be real (some people like Pops, he gives me a bad gut feeling).
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sophsiaaa · 23 days
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Shigaraki who thinks staring is flirting. Who wants you so bad, but refuses to say anything ever.
He stares instead. Those red eyes tracking you, following you, sneaking glimpses whenever he can. And of course you should be able to understand that he wants you from those looks alone. The longer you don’t realise, the more annoyed, more frustrated he gets.
This urge to touch you, bend you over, have you straddle him and push him down and breathe him in while he shuts his eyes against your lips, is overwhelming. It makes him itch. Makes him stare.
Someday, you’ll get the hint, approach him and touch him. Someday, you’ll get it. For now, get used to be glared at.
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dixonhecox · 1 year
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class 1a, 1b and the rest of the students right now
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anime-as-textposts · 3 months
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