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dabis-57th-stitch · 3 years

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Not So Shy(Tamaki x Dom!Reader )

After at least 3 weeks working on this fic it’s finally done. Kinda fast paced, and really unrealistic, but oh well.

Mentions of: virginity, tentacles/quirk play

"Y-You know Tamaki if you don't want to see me anymore you-you don't have to! Your job is important, why don't you just go back and forget about hanging out tonight, okay?" You manage to choke out, trying desperately to sound confident in your words. Unfortunately, such strength was of no avail, and you storm out of the living room with pain so evidently bleeding through your anger. Truly, you'd never meant to get so spent with Tamaki, but you were at your wits end.

Recently, it seemed as though he'd become sick of you. Sure, his being shy was understandable, but over the last month of your relationship, between work and school, you hadn't gotten to see him at all. Each time you reached out it seemed as though he just couldn't connect. So now, as he stood before you with an exhausted expression adorning his beautiful features, it all came crashing down. You could no longer pretend, and you snapped at him.

The sound of your own voice scarred you. The melancholy mixture of anger and pure anguish was nearly too much, and you decided that to break down in front of him would simply be overkill. So in the fleeting moment you fled to your room in hopes of escape.

"W-wait (Y/N).." He trailed off, true to his shy self. Though he had endured all but hell within the past seven hours of patrol, Tamaki had been looking forward to seeing you. Now he couldn't decide whether it would be better to leave or stay. The searing pain in his stomach offered no help, and he was left to stand staring at the place you had been standing.

"Go talk to her, Tamaki." "Yeah, if you like looking at her so much why don't you try saying something?" The urges of his friends flashed through his mind. Not so long ago Mirio and Nejire had pushed him into introducing himself. Truly it had been the best decision of his life. Now he pondered what sort of nasty things they might say to him if they were to find out how he chickened out, especially after your relationship had been going so well. With such thoughts clouding his head, tears clouded his eyes. There was absolutely no way he could lose you, not after all the effort he had made, all the things he had told you. He had never let anyone else see so much of him, not even Mirio.

So, after many torturous minutes, he finally managed to take a step forward. "(Y/N)? I-I'm sorry," his voice was a meek whisper, barely breaking the silence. However, it's enough to catch your attention, and before he knows it you're staring right at him. The tears in his eyes match yours, and it makes the pain in his gut sharpen. He bows his head, navy locks covering his face as the first droplets fall. "I'm-I'm so sorry, I-I didn't mean to be-e so late, I-p-please, it's-it's my fault," He mumbles into his sleeve.

In his mind he knows you won't forgive him. Why would you? There is no possible way he could mean nearly as much to you as you do to him. with that in mind, he's ready to run.

However, before his feet can carry him far, far away you step forward and engulf him. Your arms wrap around him, and his wrap back around you all too eagerly. He's practically squeezing the life out of you. His tears stain your shirt, and he can't help but nuzzle his face closer to you. It's almost as though you've incapacitated him. He feels as though he could drown in you.

"It's okay, I-I just feel like you've been ignoring me." Your voice manages to hold out, yet it's still laced with a lethal amount of emotion.

"N-no! I really wanted to see you, it's just....well I don't have any time, but I've m-missed you so much, and-and I love you, (Y/N)." A pretty rose tint finds its way to his face, and yet he peers into your eyes.

The depth you find in his dark pupils is no less than astounding. He looks all kinds of things; impossibly sad, but somehow still incredibly happy. It's almost as if you're staring into his very soul, and you know his words are true. That despite his general lack of response, and his typical inability of reciprocation to just about anything, he does really love you.

Just like that your lips are on his. For once he does manage to reciprocate. Though it's short lived, the kiss, the first kiss, is so incredibly packed full of feeling that the timing is of little importance."I love you, too, Tamaki."

That's all the time you have before his petals are back on yours. You're shocked by his newfound bravery, but such surprise quickly fades, and you can't help yourself. Soon enough your hands are on his hips while your tongue explores the inside of his mouth. He doesn't protest at your taking the lead, instead he moans into your mouth, wordlessly begging for more. That's just what he'll get.

Nibbling his swollen bottom lip you pull him away from the door. All the while your hands never leave him, ever so slowly raking over his surprisingly muscular build. It seems anywhere you touch he's pushing back, hoping that you'll hold onto him just a second longer. Again, his overwhelming bravery, or maybe neediness is rather surprising. Though the thought of getting him into your bed had occurred plenty times before, never once had you imagined it would be happening under the current circumstances.

"T-Tamaki.." you stutter out in astonishment, a hand at his lower back and the other under his shirt. His usual blush still dots his face, however he is less than embarrassed. In fact he's enjoying himself. Though his lack of experience shows in how he shivers at the lightest teasing of your fingertips; how his body is constantly searching for more, and how he has thrown all caution to the wind.

"(Y/N)," he replies, voice just the slightest bit deeper than usual, with such a sultry edge it's almost pornographic. His tone matches the look in his eyes, though it's not ambitious, nor dominating, instead the look he's giving you is one of pure submission.

The thought of it, of Tamaki, brings a grin to your face. The desire to ruin him runs rapid, to the point that it's a necessity. He needs you to ruin him, wants you to. So when your hand wanders its way to the button of his jeans he's feverishly desperate. His pupils glued to your careful fingers as you take your time. You're making a show of stripping him, but he doesn't have the patience for it.

It takes all his god-given restraint to keep his hands on your shoulders where they belong, instead of on himself where he so desires them, but he manages. That's only because he's so very eager for you to touch him there. Though he hates to admit it, he's dreamt of feeling your fingers oh so many times; gotten off to the thought oh so many times. Now that you're so close to where he needs you, he can barely hold onto his crumbling composure.

"(Y-Y/n), please," he's not above begging for it, but he feels filthy when the words pass his lips. You flash him a knowing smile, or rather a smirk. You're well aware of his neediness for you, in fact you can see it in the wet spot peeking out of his jeans.

"Please, what, Darling?" you tease.

"T-touch me," though his voice is a nearly silent whisper it sends shivers down your spine. Just the idea of having your unusually shy boyfriend begging for you in such an explicit way is enough to turn you on, actually hearing him say those things is something else. This feeling only grows stronger as you make your first leap. He's completely hard under your touch, and you take note of the way his breath catches in his throat while your fingers dance over his clothed tip. You're going to hell for teasing him, but he just looks so adorably teasable; fuckable too. So, before he can protest(not that he would), he's shoved onto his back, a small gasp escaping his throat when the soft mattress catches him.

He turns away while you tug off his jeans, quietly humming at the feeling of being so exposed. His hard on is evident under the blue fabric of his boxers, and the embarrassment on his face shows just how aware of this he is. It's difficult to look away from him, utterly entranced by the sight of such a handsome boy all spread out and horny just for you. Ever so slowly your hands smooth up his soft thighs, thumbs pressing into the muscle beneath. He tenses at your ministrations, and you watch his cock twitch each time your hands come near.

"You're so sensitive, Tamaki," you remark, hands finding their way up his chest, pulling his shirt off in the process.

"It feels good," he groans, back arching to meet your touch.

He looks like an angel beneath you, bending and curving every which way to feel you where he wants. It would be a shame to mark up such a perfect canvas, but the more you look at him the more appealing the idea becomes. His skin is surprisingly smooth for a hero; pale as porcelain and softer than velvet. The way he moves to match you reflects his desperation, and it's evident that the moment you spoil him with the slightest hint of pain or pleasure he'll absolutely lose it.

The sounds that leave him as you scratch your way down to the waistband of his boxers are heavenly. Snapping the elastic against his stomach, you get him to lift his hips and in one swift motion pull off the last bit of his clothing. From the tint on his cheeks, to the the perkiness of his nipples, and the red lines leading down to the tops of his hips, everything about him is inviting.

As your palms play along the curvature of his waist, you watch his abs tense in expectancy. "Is this okay, honey?" you ask, even though you know he won't deny you now.

"Y-Yeah, it's nice," he mumbles out, lips soft and pouted. With his go-ahead, you wrap a hand around the base of his cock, giving him a gentle squeeze and watching his wide eyes get impossibly wider. He bucks against your hand impatiently, bringing an idea to mind.

Considering his sudden confidence boost since getting into your room, you decide maybe he'd like to show off his new found capabilities. "Tamaki," you call, making sure you have his attention.

"H-Hmm?" he hums back, lazily stretching his arms above his head.

"I want you to fuck my hand." Your order leaves him dumbfounded, peering down at you in question. Though it takes him a moment to process your words, he slowly, tentatively begins to rock his hips into your tight fist. While he starts off timid, it's evident the feeling of your fingers, now covered in his precum, are just a little too much for him; so much so that the squeaking of your mattress can only be overruled by the continuous mantra of whimpers spilling from his lips. Soon enough he'll be pushing himself over the edge, but you have no intention of letting him off so easy.

Pulling your hand away, he bucks up once, twice, three times more before letting out a sob so genuinely agonized it hurts even to hear. It doesn't take long for a few stray tears to cascade down his face.

"Why'd you st-stop?" he hiccups, oncoming orgasm gradually fading to nothing more than a gentle pulsating feeling. Disappointment is displayed on his features, brows furrowed and lips downturned in a frown. His displeasure is quickly replaced by lust as you tug your shirt off, followed by your bra, and so on until you're as bare as him.

"O-Oh," he mumbles, licking his lips after the word has left him. He props himself up one elbow, the other hand gingerly guiding your hips atop his. He gulps as you press him against your entrance, gaze flickering from your eyes to where you're touching. You catch him holding his breath, and you know, he's about to get so, so much louder.

"Ready?" you ask, watching his expressions change from nervous, to excited, to impateint and back again. He nods, gently squeezing your waist in reassurance, though it's more for his own sake. You try to be slow about it, ease him into you, but soon the desire, the need to feel him is too much and you find yourself rushing it. All to Tamaki's delight however, he groans, immediately babbling on about how wonderful you feel around him.

"S-S-so tight, g-god you're so tight, it feels so good, (Y/N)!" Soon enough both his hands are upon your thighs, while your's rest on his chest. He's nearly hyperventilating beneath your palms, so incredibly riled up that fresh tears dot his eyes. When you do finally move, he's eager to do the same, pushing his hips up to meet yours as you come back down.

Quickly the pace is set, and his hero work really shows in the strength of his grip. The way his fingers are digging into your skin it's sure there'll be bruises marking your thighs for weeks. However, the slightly painful sensation is soon replaced by cool tentacles wrapping up your body. He doesn't seem to notice, or maybe he has other intentions, because soon enough his slick appendages have found their way between your legs.

"Is-is it okay?" He gasps, though he's already gone to work on your clit.

"Yeah, it's good."

He moans at your confirmation, pressing a little harder on your sweet spot. He distracts you with the other hand fondling your breasts, long enough to slip a wet tentacle in alongside his cock. The slight stretch throws you off so much so that you almost relinquish control.

"T-Tamaki," you try to manage a commanding, or maybe strict tone, however your voice comes out as a belabored whisper.

"L-let me make you feel good, please."

You swallow hard, weighing your options, before ultimately giving into his offer. It was amazing, both how quickly he could get you worked up, and how long he manages to hold on. Despite his constant whining, he did, barely, keep his orgasm at bay. Like a good boy, he tried waiting for your's, even though the feeling of his tentacles swirling around inside you was enough to make both of you whimper in ecstasy.

"I-I, mhm, (Y/N) I'm g-gonna, a-ah, g-gonna.." his voice fades off into a low groan. Head thrown back in a halo of dark hair, mouth open in lovely "oh" shape, and he spills.

Watching him experience the delight of an orgasm from above would be thoroughly disappointing, save for the faces he makes. Once he's entirely finished you slowly get off of him, trying not to overstimulate him too much, though the idea is enticing. With the burning feeling of your own would've-been orgasm fading the slightest bit, you sigh and head for the shower let down at not being let off.

"U-Uhm did you c-cum?" His voice is gravely and low, yet somehow still meek after what you'd just done to him.

"No, it's fine though," you lie.

"Come back over here, I'll make you cum," he orders, and suddenly your wonderful night just got a whole lot better.~

#my hero academia #boku no hero #smut #fluff #angst #virginity #tentacles #tamaki x reader #bakugou #todoroki

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dabis-57th-stitch · 4 years

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SFW alphabet: Juuzou Suzuya

I’ve been looking for a sfw version of this boy for so long that i decided to make my own

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) Juuzou typically shows affection verbally, considering he has little to no filter. He won't hesitate to tell you exactly how he thinks of you, at anytime of day. Of course this isn't always such a lovely surprise, but more often than not Juuzou has something good to say. First thing when you wake up? You know it. The middle of a high risk fight? You betcha. With his mouth half-stuffed full of candy? Oh yeah. Sometimes his comments can be a little backhanded, but he's surprisingly good at reading people and will try to learn from these little mistakes.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend?) Juuzou would be an extremely loyal friend. Though he hasn't had the best relationships, he understands that loyalty and honesty are good qualities. However, while he may be loyal to a fault, he can get a little distracted on occasion so keep him leashed when out and about.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?) Due to his past Juuzou isn't a very touchy person. He can stand the commonalities, and maybe a little more but generally cuddling is off limits. Now that's not to say he's never cuddled anyone, and that he doesn't want to. Every once in a blue moon, when he's with someone he trusts, Juuzou will indulge himself. He's like a deer when it comes down to it though, any sudden movements or the slightest sign of contestment and he's out. But if you're patient enough, and lucky enough, he'll slowly make his way into your lap, or better yet on top of you. He doesn't much enjoy spooning, and would rather both parties be more equals. Just as well if he's comfortable enough to cuddle with you, he's comfortable enough to do anything and very conveniently forgets what personal space is. He'll be all over you, hands in your hair or tracing patterns along your back. Oh, and a side note, he always smells of sweets and peppermint.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? ) To be honest, he doesn't even know what that means, really. He's not nearly as job oriented as some of his colleagues, but he's not family oriented either. So, supposing the idea was explained to him, he wouldn't be to interested. In other words, he has enough family at work.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) We all know Juuzou doesn't have a filter, so if he decided a relationship needed to end it would be short and sweet. This doesn't just pertain to any specific type of relation either. However, keep in mind Juuzou doesn't always know when bonds need to be broken, so sometimes, to those around him, it may seem as though he's dragging things out.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?) Again, Juuzou doesn't completely get the concept of marriage, however he does understand commitment, and as aforementioned he is extremely loyal. Though it's unlikely Juuzou would ever be in some sort of adult relationship, if he did happen to date he would be an outstanding boyfriend. For the most part he's ignorant to such things, but if Juuzou knows anything about healthy relationships it's that they're supposed to make those involved happy. Just as well he's receptive to those around him, and if you happen to claim his heart he'll go to the ends of the earth for you.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?) Other than during combat, Juuzou is a pretty gentle person physically. Not only is he a smaller person, but he doesn't see the need for constant strength; actually he prides himself in his gracefulness. So unless you're fighting him, no need to be worried. Emotionally, most people consider Juuzou to be cold, and for the most part he is. He doesn't get attached easily, it's just not his nature. When he does cherish someone he'll let them know, and oftentimes make it his duty to protect them if they're unable to do so themselves.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) As mentioned, Juuzou isn't usually one to be openly physical. If you do happen to be one of the rare few he's comfortable with it just depends on how he's feeling. Some days he won't hesitate to tackle you, and other days he'll leave you wondering if you've somehow upset him. On the days he's especially close he can't stand to be apart from you. Whether it's holding your hand, or draping his arm across your shoulders he has to be touching you somehow.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?) He will not say it first, no way in hell. However, he's quick to say it back. Once it's said, it's almost as if your relationship has gone to the next level, no matter the type. Just as well, after the first time, you'll never hear the end of it. Juuzou is the type of person to tell you just how much he cares for you in more ways than possibly imaginable. Probably the sweetest thing about this, though, is the fact that it never loses its meaning. In other words, there will never be a time when he says "I love you" and doesn't mean it with every fiber of his very being. He can really only hope that he means as much to you as you do to him, but he'll love you either way.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) He isn't really the type to get jealous, more so, he'd probably just be confused. Unless it comes to food, he will get jealous of you having sweets very easily. Sharing is caring. When it comes to relationships and flirting, he does not understand, so don't even try it. Just as well, it's unlikely he'd ever give you a reason to make him jealous.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) Similar to cuddling, sometimes he's a love bug and other times he'd rather sit on the opposite side of the room as you. Traditional kisses, on the lips, aren't really his thing, he'd rather kiss you on the forehead or cheek. Just as well, he'd rather you kiss him on the forehead, or temples. When it comes to public displays of affection, he'll kiss you on the hand like a gentleman. Traditional kisses are saved for special occasions, so cherish them when they're given. An example of special occasions would be the first time you tell him you love him, and fyi it was his first.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?) Considering he's still a bit of a child himself, Juuzou usually gets along with kids wonderfully. This can also be a problem because sometimes he forgets that he's in fact a full grown person, and therefore can't play as rough as they do. Just as well, sometimes kids will remind him of his past, and it's not so much that he's bothered by it, more that he doesn't know how to react to certain children. Now when it comes to the question of having kids he's not so well suited, not only in the fact that he can't have children the usual way, but also in the fact that his first parental figure was not such a good one. In any sense, Juuzou would actually be worried about being a father.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) Juuzou is most certainly a morning person. Up before his alarm and ready to face the world. If you're a morning person waking up next to him is splendid, full of loud, happy conversation as the two of you get ready. If you're not a morning person, its most certainly not as great, but by no means is it bad. He'll probably wake you, but he'll also lay with you longer just talking quietly or lazily stroking a hand through your hair. He's not much of a cook so don't expect breakfast in bed, but do try to give him the time of day for he's the person to share his dreams first thing so he doesn't forget them.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?) Considering he's more of a morning person there's chance you'll catch him dozing off. Loud noises and the like don't bother him much, but if you so much as come close to him he'll wake up. It's one of those sad things caused by his trauma that he'll never shake. Luckily if you do wake him he'll flash you a small smile, and ask that you lay with him. The thing is, while you can't change what happened to him, or the residual effects of it, you can help him cope. If he's comfortable with you chances are he'll become rather fond of your body next to his. If, and when this happens try not to push him away, this boy doesn't have much concept of self value and will likely go throwing his life away for your sake.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) He doesn't have much issue revealing things about himself, his past included. Not much really bothers Juuzou because his concept of morality isn't very constructed. That being said, he isn't one to go out and preach his life story to those who will listen either. Unless you ask him about himself he most likely won't tell you anything.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?) Simply put, it depends on the situation. When on the job, Juuzou tends to be patient, at least as it pertains to killing things. Most often he's patient enough that things don't always have to be happening around him, but that doesn't mean he's actually focused on anything important either. If he's preoccupied with something, like snacks, then chances are you'll have his attention. If that's not the case, then it's likely he'll be found on an all expenses-paid round trip to la-la land.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) It's safe to say that Juuzou does not remember everything. He's remembers most of the big important moments between the two of you, but every once in awhile there is some little off-hand moment that sticks with him for some reason. Just as well, he probably remembers, and thinks about a lot more than you'd imagine, but it's likely you'll never hear about such.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?) It'd be difficult for him to choose his favorite moment. Naturally Juuzou cherishes a lot of your time together, especially fun ones like dates to amusement parks and the zoo. However his favorite moment is something you'd probably have forgotten about. To you it'd be nothing more than one of Juuzou's quirky, less dangerous adventures, but to him it's the time he let you in, and you embraced him. Most anyone who's been around Juuzou for more than a year knows his appreciation for heights especially ones with views of the city. All his colleagues know he goes to the roof if he's particularly distressed. His favorite memory happened to be one of those times, he was upset over a new protocol his group had to follow, and on his way to the roof you had caught him. To you, he was just showing you a good view of Tokyo, but unbenounced to you, he had just let you into his world, and you had accepted it. So yeah, that was probably his favorite memory.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?) He would easily give his life for you, no questions asked. Frankly, if you were unable to protect yourself for whatever reason he'd be quite worried throughout the day. He's not one to mention it though. It's evident in his body language, but most often he feels that he's nagging you if he so much as mentions being more cautious, and Juuzou isn't one for nagging.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?) Juuzou is the type for fun dates over formal ones. He'd much rather smudge his face against the glass of an aquarium with you than sit down and eat. Dates are one of those times to keep him leashed, else you'll have lost him in five minutes, tops. You'd think he would be easy to spot with his fashion sense but that is not at all the case. It should be understood that he actually puts a decent amount of effort into date ideas, of course he knows what he'd like to do, but he always asks you first because he wants the both of you to enjoy yourselves. Sadly that means none of your dates are surprises, however they're always thoroughly enjoyable.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?) Most of his bad habits stem from the lack of humanity he was shown growing up, so it makes most of these habits impossible to change, no matter how much you work at them. One of them would be his running off. He just simply doesn't think about alerting you of his absence because there was a point in time when no cared whether he was or wasn't. So, probably his worst habit of all is his lack of self value, most times he just doesn't stop to worry if something may damage him beyond the point of no return because he doesn't care.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) He isn't worried about whether he looks good or not, but he does have his own, extremely evident style. Obviously he likes to take this style to heights most others wouldn't dare but most of the time this isn't all too much of a worry. Just as well, it should be mentioned that Juuzou is quite cleanly. Most people consider him dirty due to his self-inflicted stitches, but in fact he keeps them, and the rest of his body, very tidy.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?) He doesn't much like losing anyone; friends, colleagues, or the like, but most times he can make the cut and walk out alive. However, there is a point where he starts feeling a loss. He isn't one to let a big loss tear him apart entirely, but it can definitely drag him down mentally. A lot of times these losses are a sort of wake up call. If he were to lose you, it would be catastrophic to his emotional health, not to the point of doing anything rash, but he would definitely feel it for the rest of his life.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.) Shinohara once told you, to your confusion and horror, that Juuzou would sometimes compare you to his weapon, Jason. Naturally, your superior had walked away before elaborating on whatever type of information he had just dropped on you, leaving you to ask Juuzou for yourself. You can bet that conversation was awkward, but he was happy to explain. "Yeah Osa, you're just like Jason: strong, sleek, and sexy!" He wiggled his brows at the end, and that was that. The two of you continue to giggle about that incident.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?) He couldn't stand a partner who constantly tried to change him. Especially if said changes were simply to benefit their personification of him. Don't try to manipulate him into changing either. Sure, sometimes Juuzou might seem like a box of rocks, but he's no stranger to the crueler ways of the world.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?) Besides his inability to sleep without your company, he has an odd habit of moving his mouth, like phantom talking. From your point of view it seems as though he's speaking to some unknown third party, however he's never actually said anything, and reading his lips is nearly impossible when his porcelain face is all squished up against a pillow. Overall, he's just super cute when he's peacefully asleep.

#juuzou suzuya #tokyo ghoul #tokyo ghoul juuzou #juuzou x reader #fluff #sf

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