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tizzymcwizzy · 10 months
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kyotama pls
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i initially planned for this to be jokier but i drew it too well so i guess its serious now MHESGRNHLJFG
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bleach-your-panties · 4 months
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OH BET! For the smut prompt game and because of reasons, what about Amajiki and “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”
Thank you for this request, anon-chan!
Prompts here and here. 18+ MDNI.
A shiver ran through your overstimulated body at the feeling of Tamaki’s sharp nose poking at your jugular.
His arms held a tight grip around your waist while his canines grazed over your collarbones.
Your sweat-slickened bodies were so close together, warm and sticky from your multiple combined orgasms.
Pussy spasming around his long, slender cock that was still shoved deep inside of you, already hardening again just from tasting your flesh against his hungry tongue.
“T-Tama..babe..” You tried to wedge yourself out of his hold, but Tamaki was having none of that. He only gripped you tighter and began bouncing you along his cock once again.
You threw your head back against his shoulder with a loud moan and fisted a thick clump of his dark blue locks in your hand.
That only made him whimper and moan louder than you had. He loved when you were rough with him.
One muscular arm loosened from your waist only for two slender fingers to slide down your belly towards your pulsating button.
“So wet for me, bunny. You're such a good, slutty girl. Cumming over my cock and fingers so many times, making a mess of our bed.” 
He circled those expert fingers around your clit in a face-paced circle motion while thrusting harder, making your thighs slap against his. It was so loud, hot, and downright erotic.
“Oh, Tamaki, fuck!” 
He angled his dick right against your spot and before you knew it you were gushing over him again, your eyes seeing nothing but a blanket of black as you slumped down against his chest.
His dick slipped out of your hole and plopped against your thigh with a wet squilch. Tamaki had been stuffing you full for the past two hours at the very least. You didn't even know how you were still conscious at this point.
“Tama…we’ve been at it like rabbits! How are you still horny?!” 
The indigo-eyed male’s cheeks flushed crimson along with the rest of his normally pale, milky skin. 
In apology, he began peppering soft, wet pecks across the expanse of your neck and shoulders.
“P-probably because of the rabbit meat s-stew that you made for dinner…” 
Your pupils blew wide at the realization.
“Oh…oh…You're right…”
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bklily · 6 months
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I don't know a lot about the Ouran anime or the Tamaki guy. What is he doing in Adrien's mind? Is this a reference I don't get?
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He's serves a vital role in Adrien's mind!!!
(The Tamaki headcanon is that Adrien is confirmed to like anime, and Chat Noir acts a lot like the character Tamaki Suoh from Ouran Highschool Host Club. Hence the fandom collectively agreed that Adrien watched the anime when he was younger and based his superhero persona on how Tamaki acts. It's pretty great.)
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robosuta · 1 year
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Six 10characters challenge from twitter!
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sunderingstars · 4 months
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.𖥔 ݁ 🪐˖ slight ohshc manga spoilers .𖥔 ݁ 🪐˖
i’ve been rereading the ohshc manga lately and i always come back to how tamaki is genuinely one of the sweetest, kindest people i’ve seen in fiction.
it’s perfectly reasonable to assume he would become cold or callous after everything he’s been through (or at least develop some kind of resentment), but the series makes a point to show how he doesn’t harbor ill will towards anyone who’s hurt him. while this can be a flaw — causing him to quickly forgive people he shouldn’t — it does a good job at revealing a lack of ulterior motives. he is that kind. he’s so kind that others have a hard time wrapping their head around it. between the politics and the families and the money, he’s managed to not only keep his humanity, but pass a little of it on to everyone he meets.
you start the series thinking he’s some over-inflated, egotistical rich kid, but you end it with the understanding that he is always, always putting others’ needs before his own. the times he meddles in business he shouldn’t? the times he seems egotistical or condescending? the times he over-inflates his self-importance? it’s all genuine. it’s all real. his heart is so big it begins to bleed into the world around him, bleed so heavily you can’t help but mistake it for something else — greed, ego, dramatics — because it’s impossible a human being could carry so much love.
but he does. despite being treated horribly by his own family, despite being seen by most as a shallow, dense idiot, he doesn’t just have a heart — he is one. to stop loving, to stop caring, would mean to stop beating, to deny his own existence. it simply isn’t possible.
at the end of the day, so many issues in the series could only be resolved by him. only someone with a blindingly stupid amount of compassion would be able to reach his hands into every corner of the story and make a difference. only tamaki suoh could bring the club together, only tamaki suoh could reconcile with his grandmother, and only tamaki suoh could make the lives of everyone around him brighter, not by virtue of his existence, but by the sheer effort he puts into loving everyone he meets. only tamaki suoh could find a way to be kind despite having every reason not to.
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opalofoctober · 1 year
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“Birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn’t people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?”
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sukisook · 2 years
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Slice of Life Drabble : Tamaki Amajiki
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“Tamaki Amajiki,” you respond easily, if a little too fast, “He’s proven himself to be incredibly intelligent and brave and–”
“And you liiiiiike him,” Mina drawls.
“That–!”
Your protest is promptly cut off by Ochako’s ear-splitting squeal. “That. Is so. Cute!”
“That,” you try again, ignoring the searing heat of your cheeks, “Is irrelevant. We’re talking about heroes we admire, whether or not I have a crush on–”
“You have a crush on Tamaki! This is perfect. You guys would make such a–”
You tune the rest of Mina’s rambling out, burying your head in your hands with a throaty groan. Tsu pats soothingly at your back..
You’re quick to cut your pink friend off when the topic of marriage is broached.
“Nothing’s going to happen.”
“Why not?” Mina demands, looking personally affronted by the statement.
“It’s just not! There’s no way he likes me back. Now can we please get back to the conversation? Tsu it’s your turn.”
“Selkie. You should ask him out.”
“Ask out Selkie?” You, Mina, and Ochako ask in sync.
“No, I admire Selkie. You should ask Tamaki out. Obviously. Ribbit.”
You splutter out a laugh, feeling the flush trail down from your cheeks to your neck. No way. No way in hell. Tamaki Amajiki is so far out of your league you may as well be living on separate planets.
You’re not even sure how this little infatuation of yours started.
Maybe it was when you’d seen him trip over a pot plant outside the cafeteria and apologise to it afterwards. Or when you’d seen him sitting on the grass with his friends and the sunlight had hit his hair just right, turning the messy indigo strands the exact same shade of purple as the mulberries in your grandmother’s garden. Or maybe it was when he’d stopped you in the corridor  after the Sports Festival just to congratulate you on your win and he’d said your name so softly, so gently that you never wanted to hear it said any other way again.
But that didn’t matter.
What mattered was that Tamaki Amajiki absolutely did. Not. Like. You. Back.
Still, you can’t help but let the thought linger.
In the safety of your mind you let yourself imagine that he’d be flattered, perhaps a little stunned, and certainly excited. The pale tips of his pointed ears would flush a pretty pink and he’d look down at you through a curtain of dark messy hair before responding in that beautiful, deep, silky-smooth voice of his…
“I’d like that.”
Yeah, just like that.
Wait–
“Huh?” Your head shoots up and there he is.
Tamaki Amajiki.
Huh. His ears are flushed a pretty pink.
So are his cheeks.
Mirio stands behind him, and when the third year turns back to his blonde friend, Mirio’s quick to shoot him an encouraging smile and a thumbs up. Tamaki rubs a hand over his flushed neck, gaze darting over your face before returning to the scuffed tips of his shoes.
“You’d like…that?”
“Yeah.”
Mina squeals.
Your brain stutters to a halt, neurons short circuiting like you’ve been hit by one of Denki’s attacks. “Oh.”
“I actually,” he pauses, taking another glance back at Mirio whose smile only grows. “I uh– I like you.”
“Oh.”
Mina’s eyes widen. Ochako starts slapping your arm.
Tsu rolls her eyes.
“Right,” you stand shakily, without really knowing why. Now you’re hovering beside the bench, a few feet away from your long-time crush, and you’re overcome with the bizarre urge to shake his hand like you’ve just closed some sort of business deal. “I like you too. Obviously. You probably already heard that.”
He laughs, and it is perhaps the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard. “Yeah. I heard.”
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I think that simply hearing “kiss, kiss, FALL IN LOVE!” would have the power to wake me up from a coma
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softanddreaming · 1 year
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I think I’m funny
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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years
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yeah okay just give Batgirls to Mariko Tamaki already
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paunchsalazar · 1 year
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all three of them!
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otpadsis · 1 year
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happy brthbrdb tamakiiii
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Love the way that Tamaki and Sogo are initially constrasted as opposites until it turns out those opposite lifestyles still resulted in very similar pains. Rich family vs poor family -> abandoned by said family and lost a precious family member to death. Approaches life through self defense vs approaches life by giving in to others -> both stemming from family issues and loneliness. Pursued idolhood to find someone vs pursued idolhood to find themselves -> influenced by a precious outside force (sister vs uncle) whom they could not reach in the end for some reason. Says too much vs says too little -> they are failures in communication
But of course we can't forget how they do meet in the middle (the mezzo (aka moderate, middle, half....)). How they try and find a way to communicate, how they find both themselves and each other and what they need, how while they don't reach the person they want to reach they do reach each other, etc....
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feenixmork · 7 months
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giggly-squiggily · 9 months
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Ummmm for your headcanons event, may I offer a Dabi headcanon? :>
I've talked about it ad nauseam, but I hc his healthy skin is super ticklish (feather ticklish even huehue)
If possible, maybe Hawks could find out about this and use it to his advantage? 👀
I've never sent one of these before, so I'm sorry if I'm doing anything wrong ^^;;
{Headcanons to Dabbles: CLOSED!}
Hey friend! :D You absolutely may offer some Dabi headcanons! I am SOFT for this man akljerkjaerjkaekjrjk Him being feather ticklish on his healthy skin makes me swoon- and the chance to write dabihawks is just YEE! *happy dances* I've gotcha covered!
CW: Swearing
“Now what is this?”
“It’s nothing- gah! Birdie, cut the shihihiht!” Dabi’s attempts to sound tough were destroyed near instantly as his boyfriend dragged fingers against his stomach, staying within the range of healthy skin. His wing had came around from behind, feathers breaking free to dance along his chest and shoulder while he did so. “Stahhahap!”
“No way- this is a discovery.” Hawks snickered before pressing a kiss into Dabi’s shoulder, scooting closer so he could tickle him more. “How long were you planning on hiding this from me, hot stuff?”
“Shut your tra-ahahhap! Fuuhuhuhck, Hawhahhahhawks, doohohohohn’t!” Dabi tried turning onto his front to save the skin there, but that only gave Hawks more room to go for his upper ribs. “Gehahahaha! Nohohohoho fuhuhuhucking shihihiihihihit!”
“You’re so ticklish! Man- why didn’t I do this sooner?” Hawks giggled like a child- all pretenses of cuddles gone as he climbed onto Dabi’s legs. His hands wasted no time tapping along the healthy skin of his torso, scratching against soft spots and sending Dabi into a thrashing fit of hysterics beneath him. “Are you ticklish here? What about here? Here?”
“Pfft-gehahahahhahahhaa! B-Bihihihihirdie, quuhuhuhuuhit ihiihiihihihiht!” Dabi cackled, the skin along his face reddening as he batted and slapped at Hawk’s hands. The feathers- oh those damn feathers- had slipped past the space between him and the mattress, tracing his abs with slow devious strokes. “Sthahahahap tiihihiihihickling mehehehehhehe!”
“Hmm…are you sure?” Hawks teased, slowing down some so Dabi was just lightly giggling. “Do you really want me to stop?”
“Yehehehehehehs!” Just as quick as it came, it ended. Dabi gasped for air as he slumped, squirming some as the feathers wiggled out from beneath him. “Eheheheh..ehehheheh…yohoohoohu’re tehehherrible, birdy.”
“Yeah, but you love me.” Hawks grinned before leaning forward, pressing a few kisses into his shoulder before snuggling into his back. “And you loved it- why else would you barely fight back?”
Dabi had him pinned and cackling like a goon in seconds after that comment.
Worth it.
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prettyboykatsuki · 7 months
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i love you tamaki i love your complex writing i love your nuance i love your subversive babygirl qualities i love that you are not stoic but that you are spoiled and silly and that you unabashedly love haruhi i love that you see people for who they are i love—
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