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vampcubus · 4 years

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izuku midoriya x reader

a/n: just a lil nsfw warm-up i wrote in a server, so this could very well be incomprehensible nonsense.

warnings: nsfw, fem!reader, low key goofy af, oral sex, somnophilia, giving izuku a massage, not proofread like at all read at your own risk.

words: who tf knows? not me cus ‘m not counting ‘em.

You sat perched upon Izuku's lower back, thumbs kneading the tightly-wound knots in his shoulder in an attempt to roll them out. He makes a few noises every now and them when you press down on a nasty one but otherwise remains quiet, and when you finally release one in his shoulder he sighs almost dreamily, melting into a puddle. You smile at him finally relaxing and lean down to press a smiling kiss to his shoulder before moving onto the other. As one hand works knot in his shoulder, the other massages another on his lower back. He gasps when both knots release at the same time and a relieved moan leaves his drooling lips.

"Does that feel better?" You chuckle, laying down on top of his back and wrapping your arms around him from behind. Izuku nods, muttering out a barely-coherent "thank you", looking more relaxed than you've seen him in a while. You shift around on his back in an attempt to get more comfortable and his hand reaches back to hook around your thigh so he can roll over underneath you without sending you toppling off.

You snort and settle on top of his chest, legs bracketing his waist as you lounged against his warm body. You blink when you feel a familiar hardness pressing against your inner thigh, grin pulling at your mouth corners. You can't blame him for getting hard, seeing as he had just been rubbed down by you. You weren't necessarily in the mood, but that never stopped you from lending a hand before, so as soon as his eyes close, likely for a nap you only wait a good five minutes and he's out cold.

You slide out of his grasp as softly as you can, and nestle yourself between his thighs. You yank down his basket ball shorts and briefs in one swoop, purring as his heavy cock slaps against his stomach. You waste no time in taking his length into your mouth, and his reaction is instantaneous. A breathy moan passes through his teeth and he squirms, eyebrows pinched in his sleep.

You get comfortable and relax your throat, bracing your hands on his thighs as you start to suck him for all he's worth. No point in teasing him when he's fast asleep, where's the fun in that? So you quite literally swallow him whole, cheeks pink and eyes fixed on Izuku's sleeping face as his noises tumble freely from his lips, hips bucking against your face every now and then. And you resist the urge to smile when you hear him mumbling your name.

You can taste his pre leaking from his flushed tip, the light taste of salt tangy on your tongue and as it runs along the freckled underside of his cock. You hear a choked gasp and then feel hands your hair. You meet his now open eyes, still sleepy but clearly full of desire.

"Ahh, not fair... ha hahhh... you started without me,” Izuku whines and you hum around his length, snickering around him as his eyes tip back behind his lids for a brief moment and a guttural groan leaves him. "y-you could've just woke me — uhn! — up. yes, like that- like that... fuck."

You mumble around his length, just to watch him writhe.

"D-don’t talk with it in your mouth like that," Izuku breathes out in a laugh, only for it to blend into a moan when your hands grip his thighs tighter and you swallow him down all the way, nose nudging against his navel. Izuku lets out a high-pitched mewl and his hands tighten in your hair, breath quickening as he rapidly approaches the edge at the feeling of your throat tight and hot around his cock.

You wince as your throat quickly grows sore from being stretched around his girth so long, something you allotted to not letting him use your mouth as often as you'd like. You release him from your mouth with a pop, and a drawn-out whine of disappointment erupts from the man beneath you, eyes looking betrayed. That is until he see's you rubbing your jaw, you offer him a lopsided smile and crawl on top of him, having been blessed with an idea you knew he'd like. You still weren't quite in the mood for sex buuut, you could substitute with one of Izuku's most favorite parts of you.

You turn yourself around and lay back against his chest, his arms quite predictably wrapping around you to hold you tight. You maneuver his slick cock between your thighs and squish him between the plushness of them, hearing him cry out cutely. You cross your legs to make the space tighter around his cock and his hips buck, sliding himself between your plush thighs. One of his hands grasps your breast and the other holds your hip helping you move, though he quickly loses patience and holds you still so he can rut between your thighs with reckless abandon.

Izuku's moans start rising in pitch, practically sobbing as he thrust hard enough for a light slapping noise to start to fill the room. He's muttering about who knows what, babbling way too fast for you to process any of it, but but you can tell he's close. He starts to beg without needing to, cutely asking if he could cum on you. His answer is you wriggling out of his arms to sit up, sliding down your shorts. You’re more than horny enough to want him inside you anyways, so you line him up and sink down in one swift movement, a pleased moan trickling out of you.

Izuku's hips buck so hard he almost knocks you off him, hands coming down on your hips and holding them in a bruising grip, eyes rolled back and jaw loose as his moans become girlish. He lasts barely two thrusts before he goes quiet, hips squirming against you for a moment before a broken cry leaves his raw throat, the slightest bit gurgled from the accumulation of drool as he presses his hips flush against your ass. He buries himself as deep as possible, and trembles harshly as cum spills out of him in ropes, filling you completely. He must have been pent up because he pulses and writhes for a full minute before he goes limp.

Izuku is throughly knocked out by the time you let him slide out of you, and you press a smiling kiss to his forehead. You’d let him rest.

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lonelyfujoshi · 4 years

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Errink

Ink left again. He left Error all alone again and Error wasn't happy.

Error was in the living room watching his favorite series. Crying his nonexistent eyes out.

"Asgorooo!" He yelled, reaching for the TV screen when the scene of Asgoro having a heart attack played.

The pillow he clutched in his arms was wet with tears. Looking at him was laughable. Seeing the former destroyer cry easily like this.

In all honesty, the film wasn't the only thing he was crying about. He just decided to watch Undernovela to express his emotions while Ink was away.

Ahh, yes. Ink, the God of Creation.

He and Error had been dating for six years now. Almost seven. Two weeks from now will be their anniversary and Error couldn't help but be nervous of that.

Why?

He's been thinking that Ink is loosing interest in him. Error is scared.

He loved Ink with all of his life. He gave up destroying for the God of creation. He left the anti-void to live in their house for him. He tried doing good things out of his character for him.

He just loved Ink dearly.

And it all started ten years ago during Giftmas.

It was a special holiday for all monsters in the multiverse and the light and dark side has an untold treaty that no fight or attacks during this holiday.

No one established the rule, no one wrote it, no one spoke about it. It was just there. Monsters understanding the importance of the holiday.

Error sat on the cliff of Outertale where the stars shone to its brightest. His glasses on with his new galaxy scarf.

He sat there, enjoying the silence even when you can still hear the distant jingle in the town.

And Ink appeared.

Error scowled when the creator made his way to where he sat. He glared at Ink.

The creator however ignored the mean glare telling him to fuck off and sat down beside Error with a large grin. To close for the black skeleton's liking.

"What in the hell you doing here skittles?" Error grumbled harshly.

"Nothing much glitchy~. Just wanted to see the stars in this lovely night."

"Then go sit somewhere else. Don't ruin my night."

The smaller skeleton summoned his strings and began to play with it. Waiting for Ink's retort but it never came.

He looked up to see Ink staring at him with a thoughtful expression.

"... Nah." He finally said and Error wanted to hit the Ink blob with the brush he always had.

"But you know Error, tonight's Giftmas. I've given every monster I've encountered a gift to be traditional." Ink continued, looking up the sky.

Error glared at the string that somehow became tangled in his fingers and mumbled stuff like; "Who the hell asked?", "I don't give a fuck.", "Go do more of that and leave me alone."

Ink ignored his rude comments and summoned a window to his subspace. "So I thought... maybe I should give you a gift too."

"Hah! Did you really think that I'd want a gift from you?"

Again he was ignored as Ink continued to look for something in his subspace.

Error's socket twitched with annoyance. Watching Ink's body halfway through the window portal already, digging deeper into his pile of garbage as Error liked to call it.

The dark skeleton was about to push the lighter skeleton into wherever the window led because of his annoyance but Ink pulled back with a victorious laugh.

"Found it!"

Before Error could react, Ink placed the thing he got in front of the destroyer with a great big smile in his handsome face.

Error stared at it... Ink waiting for his reaction patiently.

In front of them was a pair of slippers. Red fluffy slippers that hugged your feet like socks and it had strings on the hole to tighten the hold if needed.

"Really?" Was all that Error could say. He didn't know what to feel about it. Ink, his supposedly mortal enemy, had just given him a 'gift' for some reason.

A pair of slippers no less. Error could tell that these were top quality and made for comfort. And how he loves comfortable things. The little sparkle in his eyes didn't go unnoticed by Ink.

"Well go on! Try it!" Ink encouraged.

Error grumbled but complied nonetheless. He threw his strings away carelessly and grabbed the red slippers, put it on and stilled.

"Ehh? What do you think?"

The darker ignored Ink's teasing tone and wiggled his toes.

"It's okay I guess." He said.

And that was a fucking lie.

'Oh my GOD! THEY ARE SO COMFORTABLE! I'M IN LOVE!' He screamed in his mind.

Unknown to him, the creator could see his softened look and the brightening of his eyes. The destroyer even unconsciously smiled.

Error looked up to see Ink staring at him with another one of those unreadable look.

"What?" He narrowed his eyes at him.

"Don't tell me you expect something in return cuz I ain't giving you anything. And you can't take these back!" He hissed.

Blinking, as if snapping out of trance, Ink made a confused noise before laughing.

"What the fuck? What is it rainbow asshole?!"

"Hahahaha haha.. hahhh... I-It's nothing Error. I just realized something."

"Tell me what is it."

"I like your smile."

Even with his fucked up memory, Error remembered this.

He remembered that the next day after that night, he anonymously sent Ink a puppet version of the creator. Ink soon found out it was from him.

Since then the lighter skeleton never initiated a fight. He acted all buddy buddy with Error which pissed off the darker to no end. It frustrated him greater than his frustration with the 90's parasite.

Ink messed with his emotions. The creator popped up in his mind in random times that he thought he was finally becoming insane. He thought he was.

Three giftmas holidays passed and Ink surprised Error with a confession. The glitch outright crashed the moment the words that Ink said, I like you, was processed by his 'brain'.

Error fled the moment he came to, in Ink's arms. He thought he was gonna die because of how loud his soul pounded. It actually hurt his ribs.

For a month he couldn't stop thinking of Ink and he didn't even realize ha had fallen for the creator. He also locked himself in the anti-void. Time passed and he decided to go out and destroy. Maybe to let some steam out.

Ink was there. Wherever he go, Ink was always there, wooing him.

Every sanses and their counterpart in every universe knew about Ink chasing Error, courting the destroyer, asking for his love.

Ink was very sweet in those times. Always giving Error presents even when the glitch thought it was weird because it's not even Giftmas.

The next giftmas came and Ink knelt in front of Error. They were surrounded by the bright stars of Outertale.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" Ink said and Error was looking sick at how blue his face was.

His soul pounding. Emotions overflowing even though he was extremely confused with himself. He didn't know what he is feeling or what he was supposed to feel but everything felt right.

Even his inner voice telling him to say yes. 'It's not like people are lining up to hang with me anyway.' Was there as an excuse.

"Fine."

He never regretted agreeing.

Now though, Error was really worried.

It's because of the event that happened two weeks ago.

Since Error lived in the same house as Ink, the taller had always made time for him. His schedule was simple enough.

Leave for work in the council every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Leave the house by nine am and come back at around seven pm. Sunday is their special day as they usually go on dates.

Error usually stays in the house or visit Blue while Ink is away. Other times he goes AU hopping and going to Nightmare's castle.

Until this peaceful cycle was disturbed.

"Where are you going?" Error asked softly. He just woke up from his nap on the couch and he was rubbing on his sockets to help him wake quicker.

Ink was putting on his scarf and fixing his shoes by the mirror making Error confused.

"I'm just going on a meeting babe." Ink simply said with a smile.

"But... it's Thursday."

"Yeah, I just got called. Said it was an emergency."

After seeing the worried look on Error's face, Ink went up to the smalled and kissed his lover's face.

"Don't worry, it's nothing I can't handle. I'll be back before four so have lunch without me."

Error nods. "But wait." He holds Ink's arm.

"Let me prepare your lunch."

"No need babe. And I'm in a hurry so I gotta go." Ink said with a wave before he jumped into a portal.

By Saturday, Ink left again saying that he had to meet up with Reaper.

Error thought nothing of it because Reaper, being a God, sometimes meet up with other gods to see how the multivers is going.

And he thought, 'Oh, it's been a long time since I've been able to visit Geno. Maybe I should now that he's finally alone.'

Error planned to stay there for at least three hours so he got some chocolates, ketchup for Geno, blankets and puppets.

He puts them in a handmade bag before jumping into a portal.

"Hey, Geno! Thought it might be a good time to visit since Reaper-... Reaper?"

"Hey Error. What's up?" Geno greets him.

"Uh... the ceiling?" Error was still very confused that he couldn't come up with a proper reply.

"That would've been good pal, it's just that this place doesn't really have a ceiling." The cloaked skeleton beside Geno chuckled.

"Why are you here?" The dark skeleton asked.

"Job's slow today so I decided to visit my bea. What are you doing here?"

"Visiting Geno too."

"Great, the more the merrier." Reaper said unenthusiastically. Clearly he wants some alone time with his 'boyfriend'. Well soon to be anyway.

"Uh heh, nice to see you again then, Error." Geno said awkwardly while Error stood there still.

"Aren't you supposed to be in a meeting with Ink?" The former destroyer finally asked.

"A meeting? Wha- Shit! We have a meeting?!" Reaper abruptly stood up, startling Geno.

"You forgot." His 'boyfriend' deadpanned.

"I didn't forget, I just didn't know." Reaper frowned.

"Uh maybe you should hurry, he left.. like an hour ago." Error said.

"Crap. I guess I'll see you later babe. Have fun with Error." Reaper left with a wave.

"Wow." Error and Geno said at the same time. They looked at eachother and laughed.

Half an hour later, there was a blanket fortress in the save screen. Two skeletons inside it, eating condiments and chocolates.

The 'screen' was blocked by Error's massive one way window portal and the watched Undernovela.

A portal opened and Error quickly lift the blanket up a little to see who it is.

It was Reaper.

"Oh hey Death, you finished your meeting with the creator?" Geno asked. He helped Error lift up the blanket.

"... Uh. No. I couldn't find Ink."

"WhAt?"

To be continued

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