#mhaau

They never got girlfriends so they decide to became homossexuals

marijuano and his twink <3

This dudes... i love them! Kamisero sketch that i will finish one day, I don't kwon if i can call this an AU, but is kinda fanservise, sooo, yea, this is call "almost adults, basically they are like dealing with the adult life, living without their familys ("alone"), dealing with hero work and the hero society.

They have some big problems with all this new life, UA was not easy, everything that happen, but now everything just seems worseNGJKFNJKFSNJHKS

This is Sero caring Kaminari off a party, Kaminari is wearing Sero's shirt, so, that's why he dont have a shirt on, Denki was wearing short reveling clothes, because he is super sexual, he likes being sexy a "barbie boy" or a "sexy boy", he fells great. They are both bissexuals. Hanta is more of a vegan hippie style vibe.

My comfort characters turned into sonic characters lol, mi-ae is a Chihuahua! Because I like Chihuahuas and it makes sense to me lol. I feel like these three would get along well, I just wanted to draw them upset like in the original. #am-ae-ocha I put their names in one because I can.

A/N: Watched Tangled recently, and Mother Gothel’s aura has me up writing this right now. I don’t condone the blatant gaslighting, she can keep that. Decided to write this so I can go to bed.

Warnings: overstimulation, cum smearing, vulgar language, lovebombing, mentions of a clit but otherwise un

You were fed up. Another break-up fell stale after three months of grieving. It seemed to be pattern though. A horrible pattern of finding somebody to soothe the itch of companionship only to be left high and dry as soon as you decided to become intimate. The cruelest part being the time between partners nearly driving you mad; only making it easier for the next one to get under your skin. You knew the signs. Pratically had them written on the calendar of when they would lose interest. But, you couldn’t help it. Being lonely wasn’t a thing you dealt with well. 

Since then, you clung to your friends, one of them being Keigo Takami. An unlikely companion considering his carefree nature somewhat agitated your anxious one. Somehow, through this on again off again fiasco, he had withstood all the aftermath. His demeanor became something soft and concerned whenver you were down. He could tell by your body language whether you were in need of a joke, or a long walk to the convenience store for cheap food. 

Tonight just happened to be the latter as you finished up season one of a show you decided to start together. You two were pratically scraping the bottoms of your ice cream pints when you got on the subject of relationships. 

“Okay, but be honest with me,” Keigo placed his pint on the table and turned to face you fully, crosslegged on the floor in front of the couch. “Why do you think it’s your fault?” 

You shook your head, whilst holding the spoon in you mouth for moral support,”I mean, it just has to be, right?”

Keigo mimicked a buzzer, startling the utensil out of your mouth.

“I won’t accept that. Remember, I told you to be honest,”

You sighed.

“It wouldn’t matter whose fault it really was. I wouldn’t have stayed anyway,”

He raised a brow. This he hadn’t heard before, and he was sure he was gonna find out tonight. 

“Oh~” he cooed,” And why is that?” 

You let out a frustated sigh,” Because the sex is always bad. Remember the last guy I was with? Yeah, he always left a fricking carpet burn everytime he went in,” Keigo snorted. “Not to mention I never finish when I’m with someone,”

He froze,”Never?” 

You shrugged,” I know I’m not broken cause I can finish on my own, but when I’m with someone... I don’t know they just can’t get me there. I could give them a fricking roadmap and I’d still be here, without an orgasm,”

Keigo cracked his fingers before laying them in his lap. A solemn expression laid in those golden eyes of his as he studied you. Sudden, and intense. It nearly made you scoot back. 

“Would you... would you want that?” 

~

After about thirty minutes, your thighs were propped on a pair of smooth, broad shoulders as you fought to catch your breath. A winning smile peeked from between your legs, drenched in your first orgasm. 

“God, you’re amazing~” you slurred,” Thank you,” 

A dark chuckle chased the afterglow away. Keigo rose to his knees, displaying the full extent of this experience running down his chest. He hungrily smacked at his digits before smoothing over your hips. He cocked his head to the side. An innocent smile was the last thing you saw before the room flipped around and your face hit the sheets. Warm skin met your back as his lips fluttered over the shell of your ear.

“I’m not done until I make up for every single fucking dumbass who left you hanging, babe,” he softly promised. 

Despite his new found ferocity, he managed to hold out til you squeaked out an okay before easing his way in. Moans mingled in the air as he inched his way, back and forth, until he was fully seated inside. Again, he hesitated, placing his thumb on your erect clit and pressing it until you pushed back on him.

“Oh ho ho. Someone’s a bit greedy,” he teased,”I don’t blame you. I bet it feels good to finally let go with someone inside, right?” 

He pratically moaned his sentences as he slowly gave in, carving his shape into you. 

“Y- you~ you don’t hafta...just wan~ ted one,” you reasoned.

“Oh but you deserve more, kitten,” he purred as he quickened his pace, ”You deserve to know how it feels so you know what you should get from anyone who decides to make love to you,” 

Make love? You couldn’t even register his words. Just as he said them, you cried out. The pressure in your belly was building with every stab at your g-spot. Why did he have to know your secrets? Why did he have to be so good? Why did you have to be left neglected only for your relief to be a moment away? God, you could get a addicted to sex like this. To a love like this. Wait.

“Wait. What?” 

He bit back a moan as you tightened around him.

“I- I uh,” 

He dug his fingers in your hair to pull you up, pushing him impossibly deeper.

“What did you say?” 

You blanched. Fuck, what did you say? Frantic eyes gazed at you, prying for the truth. 

“I- I...I love you, Kei,” you whispered. 

He blinked. Once. Twice. Without warning, his arms locked around your waist, his head buried in your neck, and he forced himself inside once more. You vision spotted. This position made it impossible for him to hit anywhere but your g-spot. A blessing or curse? You’d never know as the pressure kept mounting, and your voice kept harmonizing with Keigo’s.

“Fuck, you said it. You finally -oh fuck- you finally fucking said it,” he exclaimed. He nearly begged for your orgasm, and held your hips in place to ensure you’d feel every single stroke. 

Again and again you reached your climax, with barely enough wherewithall to ask if he’d finished as well. You thought you felt him press his seed on your backside while dreamily recounting how sexy you are. It didn’t matter what position he pulled you in, he ensured you were adored beyond reason, and properly praised for milking him dry.

There you were on your back, gazing up with lovesick eyes. His eyes fluttered, nearly rolling to the back as your nails pierced his back for the umpteenth time. 

“Kei~ Kei please I can’t I-”

A smoldering kiss cut you off as his hips tested how long you’d able to focus on his lips. A messy battle of tongues joined the obscene melody of sweaty skin meeting skin.

“I’m so close. Fuck baby tell me where. Where do you-” 

“Cum on me,” you managed you pant,”Please Kei~ on me,” 

Just like that, the cord snapped, sending another spray on his abdomen. Your eyes screwed shut as you convulsed and screamed praises. Keigo wasn’t fairing much better, barely managing to disconnect your bodies before spilling all over your stomach and chest. 

As the haze of sex slowly disipated, you flinched at the feeling of a wet cloth touching your tummy. Keigo reeled back.

“Too cold?” 

You blanched. How in the hell could he go from sexy demon to adorable boyfriend material in a matter of seconds. 

“When did you get up?” you croaked, realizing how hoarse your voice was.

“You uh kinda fell asleep, or at least I hope you did. I may have pushed it too far,” he chuckled.