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blkluci ยท 6 months ago
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MHA boys and the reader fighting p2 please!!
Aizawa Shoto
Sero Hanta
Denki Kaminari
Shinso Hitoshi
Shigiraki Tomura
You don't have to do all but if ur able to, TYSM!<3
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๐‘ด๐‘ฏ๐‘จ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’”/๐’Ž๐’†๐’ and you fighting pt.2...
CHARACTERS )) hanta sero, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinso, shota aizawa, tomura shigaraki.
PLOT )) a headcanon of the boys seeing you fight.
A/N )) thank you for your request @thisisxli!! i'm glad that you enjoyed the last part :) hope you enjoy this one and to everyone thanks for all the love on my other posts, i truly appreciate it. feel free to send in more requests guys! reader is a pro-hero in aizawa's hc!
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[ ๐‡๐€๐๐“๐€ ] sero is a laid back guy; which is one of the reasons you decided to date him (on top of his charm). when he was there to experience a random girl from ua, get into an argument with you, he stood and analyzed everything. he made sure to not let anything go overboard and pull you away when things got intense. "how 'bout we avoid her from now on, yeah?" now two days later when shawty pulled up talkin' bout fight me, he let you have her.
... hanta's eyes watched every movement intensely
... he made sure that no one jumped in while you handled that
... you were on top of the flailing girl
... knuckles meeting her face every time
-> "keep punchin' bae."
... when some friend of the girl try to jump in, he taped them up
-> "it's a fair fight, back up."
... when he seen that you've got girl leaking he pulls you off
... strong frame holding you in place
... his lips curve into a smile while watching you yell at the girl
-> "BET YOU WON'T DO IT AGAIN!"
... he's proud of you standing on business
... makes sure that you avoid all fights after
... there for you when you get scolded by aizawa
[ ๐ƒ๐„๐๐Š๐ˆ ] this boy kaminari loves the drama as long as he's not a part of it. and most definitely wouldn't want to hear his beautiful girl's name out of anyone else mouth, even ms kendo from 1-B. he brings the situation to your attention. nonetheless asks you to no fight, in school at least, and tells you to let him know if she say anything else. "I'll put on a wig if needed." it turns out he'd need to for the next day.
... when you texted denk to let him now you beating her after school
... he made sure to pack it up real quick after class
... you catch the girl outside, asking her wassup and she dropped her stuff
-> "dayumm!"
... denki winced when you punched her jaw
... the sound echoing along with the other heavy hits you planted on that head
... his capturing everything he screamed from behind the camera
-> "WORLDSTAR! beat her 'ah babe!"
... possibly tased the girl while you beat her
-> "QUIT PLAYIN' WIT ME!"
... just then cementoss pushed into the fight to break y'all up
... denks acted like he wasn't videoing and helped out
... was sent to the principal with you
... makes sure to zoom in on the girl bloody face on cam
... denki most def seems the type to post it to twitter
[ ๐‡๐ˆ๐“๐Ž๐’๐‡๐ˆ ] shinso ain't bout all the confrontation. he will totally brainwash the person to walk away. that's how much he doesn't care. hearing you tell him about some girl antagonizing you, he asks you if you want him to brainwash her. you told him it wasn't necessary because she wasn't gon do anything. "even if she does try something, walk away." easy for him to say.
... toshi looked for you during his bathroom break
... your class was in the gym for combat practice right now
... opening the door to peer his head in, hitoshi spots you
... however, you're soaked with water
... next thing he knows you jump on this girl
... you pull her hair and knee her face
-> "damn."
... people crowd and alert ectoplasm
... toshi decide to brainwash him just to give you extra mins
... the pent up annoyance in you fueled your punches
... when the girls friends start pulling you off
... toshi wastes no time rushing to you and breaking the brainwash on ecto
-> "IMA KEEP CATCHIN' YOU! I SWEA'!!"
... hitoshi pulls you away at takes you to the nurse to ice your hands
... softly kisses them while smiling because of how you handled her
-> "i think you be her enough baby. she can't take no more."
... keeps a keen eye on your every move from that day forward
[ ๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐€ ] aizawa told you about ms. joke being obsessed with him when you first coupled up. and he knew you wouldn't be fond of hearing that. saying the day she gets too comfortable, you'd smack her up. "that won't be necessary hun." oh but it is. she really thought showing up to his job was a good idea. toshinori being a real one, hit you up and let you know.
... you walked down the ua hall and looked for the teacher lounge
... nearing the door you heard a woman laughing
... your blood was boiling
... in an instant your eyes fall upon shota being cornered by ms. joke
... all he heard was rapid footsteps when he turned and seen emi get punched
... eyes widen at the culprit; YOU
-> "y/n!"
... you were about to attack the girl again but used his bands on you
โ€ฆ you shouted for him to let you go
โ€ฆ the lady charged at you in that instant
โ€ฆ ngl, she got you one good time on your eye
โ€ฆ now you felt mad
โ€ฆ aizawa sighed as he loosed his grip and let you go
โ€ฆ you started wallinโ€™
โ€ฆ your first was like super smashing her face in and aizawa sipped the coffee that he made
โ€ฆ eventually he decided to break them up as students that passed by were whispering and some even videotaped
โ€ฆ when he pull you off, all might walked in helped the joke get up
-> โ€œNEVER THINK ABOUT PUSHINโ€™ UP ON HIM AGAINโ€
โ€ฆ aizawa wrapped your lips up
-> "i told you that wasn't necessary. but thank you."
[ ๐“๐Ž๐Œ๐”๐‘๐€ ] i feel like shigaraki wouldnโ€™t be to fond to seeing you fight. more so over petty things. he doesnโ€™t have a care in the world about people fighting being that he has hatred in his own heart. but to know you wanna fight over him, he thinks itโ€™s stupid. โ€œfighting over me is a stupid idea when iโ€™m already yours. but knock yourself out.โ€ his response wasnโ€™t what you wanted but he gave you permission so cool.
โ€ฆ there was a new girl member added to the group
โ€ฆ she was young too
โ€ฆ but her attitude stunk
โ€ฆ so during the meeting you asked her if she wanted to fight
โ€ฆ little miss attitude stood up
โ€ฆ and you popped her
โ€ฆ yโ€™all was going at it and she tried to pull you to the ground. ultimately failing
โ€ฆ kurogiri tried to help break yโ€™all up
-> โ€œno. let 'em fight. that's what she wanted right?โ€
โ€ฆ hearing him say that made you a bit more angry
โ€ฆ you used that on the girl
โ€ฆ pulling hard at her hair and repeatedly thumping her face in
โ€ฆ hit after hit, the girl was giving up
โ€ฆ when you knocked her out, shiggy allowed kuro to interfere
-> โ€œWE COULD GO ROUND FOR ROUND! IM NEVA TIREDโ€
โ€ฆ shiggy walked over to you and pulled you away to a different room
โ€ฆ he takes the hand off his face and stares you in the eyes
โ€ฆ his face serious
-> โ€œdid you get it outta your system?โ€
โ€ฆ you grumble and he tells you that you got her good and no more fighting
โ€ฆ or else heโ€™ll get you
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in every situation [no matter what the circumstances] be thankful and continually give thanks to God; for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus. (โ€ญโ€ญ1 Thessaloniansโ€ฌ โ€ญ5โ€ฌ:โ€ญ18โ€ฌ โ€ญAMPโ€ฌโ€ฌ)
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plussizeficchick ยท 11 months ago
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Silver Linings Playbook | Shigaraki x Chubby! Reader
Summary; Shiggyโ€™s got a dirty secret and well, youโ€™ll make the most of it.
Warnings; smut, sub! Shigaraki/dom! reader, P in V, panty sniffing(quite a bit), masturbation, spit kink, scent kink?
Sn: this was originally requested by anon but I could never do the request justice fr, but I hope you like it!
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He knows heโ€™s utterly depraved, but he canโ€™t help himself.
Ever since heโ€™d first stumbled upon your discarded underwear, heโ€™d made it a habit to pick up the piece of fabric.
At first, he hadnโ€™t even thought of sniffing them, content with the feel of it rubbing against his aching cock, imagining it was you sliding up and down his dick.ย He thought of cumming into the fabric, before having you step into them, his warm seed settling onto your cunt. The perverseness of it.
But then, during one of usual escapades, he accidentally dropped the sullied undergarment on his face. The scent of your juices sent a shiver down his spine and it didnโ€™t take long before his cock was pulsing, body tensing as his cum splattered against his abdomen.
He needed more.
โ€” โ€”
You enjoyed this little cat and mouse game you were playing.ย 
At first, you were a bit annoyed. He stole some of your favorite pairs! But after a while, you began to feel flattered.ย 
Itโ€™s not often you find out your boss uses your panties to get off.
So you decided to indulge him, even occasionally rubbing your clit through the material, your juices leaving behind a sticky mess. However, you were starting to become restless.
It might be time to make things a bit more interesting.
โ€” โ€”
You figured the best way to get what you want is to โ€œstumbleโ€ on him snatching them up, and you knew just when to do it.
Typically, you and Toga would head out, steal a few things youโ€™d had your eyes on, stir up some trouble for some heroes then find your way back. Enough time to slip in and out, his prize tucked securely in his pocket.
So imagine his surprise when just as heโ€™s about to pick up the heavenly piece of fabric, he hears your voice behind him.
โ€œWell, well, well. Whatโ€™s this we have here? Boss man stealing my panties?โ€ You tsk, circling him. He avoids eye contact, ashamed at being caught red-handed. โ€œI was just-โ€ โ€œWhat do you do with them?โ€ You interrupt. Shigaraki stares up at you aghast, sputtering over his words, โ€œW-what? I- you-โ€ You cup his chin, focusing his gaze on you, โ€œI said, what do you do with them? Show me.โ€ย 
You walk towards your bed, situating yourself comfortably, patiently waiting for the show to begin.
Shigaraki is nervous, of course he is, but his cock has also never been harder, your words going straight to his dick. He takes his time, slowly peeling away his shirt, and jeans, but he hesitates when he gets to his boxers. โ€œGive them to me.โ€ He hears you say, no, demand. He bristles, looking up at you with wide eyes, seemingly just noticing youโ€™ve forgone your clothes too. โ€œWhat? You can have mine, but I canโ€™t have yours? Hand it over.โ€ย 
His dick twitches.
He slowly removes them, standing to put them in your outstretched hand. โ€œWell? Give me a show.โ€ You instruct, practically shooing him away from you. He grabs the panties he was planning to steal from you, the cute white ones with the little bow on the front, but now he wishes heโ€™d waited, the pink thong practically riding up your pussy lips looking much more appetizing.ย 
He teases himself first, brushing his fingers sparingly over the tip, pre oozing along his fingers. He shudders, wishing desperately it was you touching him, even just a kiss.
He settles for bunching up your panties against his nose, spreading the pre-cum from the tip to the base of his cock, pulling a small hiss from himself. God, you smelt heavenly, it was a scent he never wanted to go without, wanted it on his face all the time.
He didnโ€™t even realize heโ€™d closed his eyes till they shot open at the sound of you moaning, the sound pulling his attention and fuck, you were a sight to see.
You were rutting into your hand, rubbing your pussy through your panties as you watched your boss get off to your panties. It was so utterly debauched, the sight of your cunt soaking through your panties, the wetness sticking to your fingers. He wanted to taste it. He was so fucking close.
โ€œStop.โ€ He felt his world crash around him.
โ€œWh- why?โ€ He practically sobs. He was right there! โ€œBecause, baby,โ€ You say, peeling the ruined piece of fabric off. โ€œI want you cumming in me.โ€
He could cry.
Shigaraki wastes no time, practically jumping into the bed before you stop him. โ€œWanna ride you.โ€ Is all you say before climbing on top.ย 
You sink down on him slowly, easing his cock into your slick cunt before rolling your hips, setting a steady pace. Heโ€™s panting, the feeling of your velvety walls sucking him in earnestly stealing his breath away.
He loses his mind when you start bouncing on him, your tits jiggling tantalizingly in his face. โ€œSuck on them, make me feel good, Shiggy.โ€ And thatโ€™s all he needs to hear.
He wraps his arms around your plump waist, holding you steady against him as he pumps himself inside you, his cock slamming deliciously into your g-spot. He takes a nipple into his mouth, tongue laving over a bud, his teeth grazing it slightly. Your pussy clenches, the wet schlick! sound from your combined union somehow making you hotter, the coil in both your stomachs getting that much tighter. You pull him from your nipple, bringing him into a hot kiss, your tongues dancing together as you moan into each other's mouths. โ€œCum for me, please.โ€ He practically begs, his cock near to bursting.
With those words the coil snaps, your orgasm washing over you like a wave as your pussy tightens up on him. You can hardly manage to form a sentence, but thereโ€™s only one coherent thought on your mind.
Shigaraki doesnโ€™t realize whatโ€™s happened until he feels you run a thumb along his bottom lip, his mouth automatically opening for you. You open your mouth, a glob of spit trailing from your mouth to his before you take your soaked thong and bunch it into his mouth, pressing a sweet kiss to the corner of his lips. โ€œCum for me, Shiggy.โ€ย 
Heโ€™s never seen stars quite like this before.
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darkmajesty-xo ยท 2 years ago
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Ready Player 1 ? - Shigaraki x reader
18+ MDNI | masturbation, praise , video chats, crack-humor
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most would consider it unwise for a girl like you to be in these chat rooms due to the questionable discourse and rather infamous patrons, but girls just wanna have fun right ?
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: saw an old couple today, could be me and shig but heโ€™s playing โ˜น๏ธ
user2345: i think you mean planning* as in planning world domination and torment of quirkless losers like you.
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: oh sweetheart youโ€™ll never get any pussy if you keep acting like one
user3333: damn bro, you gonna take that ?
user2345: who gives a shit about some villain groupie ?
user2345: she keeps her mouth so full of cum that itโ€™s starting to affect her whore brain.
user2345: do you really think the true leader of the new world would make time for some dumb cunt like you ?
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: thereโ€™s probably a higher chance of tomura shigaraki and i living happily ever after than there is of ANY woman even looking in your direction.
this was a normal friday night, you simping over shigaraki in the forums and clapping back at the misogynistic incels that hid behind their keyboards in their mothersโ€™ basements. but there was one guy that always stood up for you whenever the idiots got too out of hand. he was also a moderator so he had no problems blocking them.
the two of you would dm off and on about life , thoughts on hero society, hobbies , etc. from your chats you gathered that he didnโ€™t walk that straight and narrow but that didnโ€™t mean much to you. he would sometimes tease your about your crush on shigaraki and your general taste in men.
finalboss: honestly, what kind of girl likes a criminal?; who knows what kind of twisted shit the guys intoโ€” youโ€™re not even a villain.
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: you know nothing jon snow
finalboss: that reference just confirmed btw
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: iโ€™ll have you know that my beloved is a certified otaku fantasy nerd.
finalboss: oh yeah ? and howโ€™d you obtain such info ?
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: i run 3 stan accounts on twitter and i belong to a shiggy fan club ๐Ÿฅน
finalboss: ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
finalboss: seek help
finalboss: ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: you wound me โ˜น๏ธ
finalboss: iโ€™ll just leave that too your Prince Charming lol
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: oh lord , did you see the footage of his latest attack ?
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: he was dressed like a whoreee ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: tits just out for my viewing pleasure
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: shigaraki is my shepherd, he know what i want.
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: wanna suck on those sugar nips and call him mommy
finalboss: you get weirder and weirder every time we chat
xoxo_|hisMC โœฎ: that means weโ€™re becoming besties ใ…คโ™ก ๏ธŽ
finalboss: โ™ก ๏ธŽ
it was nice having someone to talk to about your secret obsession, itโ€™s not like your โ€œreal lifeโ€ friends would understand. the two of you had carved out your own little piece of the internet to goof around in. he never disclosed much information about himself and typically kept the conversations focused on you, but you still felt an undeniable bond to this faceless stranger.
then he ghosted you.
weeks went by without a word from your friend. he no longer defended you in the forums and he didnโ€™t respond to any of your dms. youโ€™d started to get worried that he may have been arrested or worse. and at the three month mark youโ€™d finally given up hope that youโ€™d ever hear from your friend again. but then the unexpected happened.
finalboss is requesting to video chat.
this was completely out of character but after months with no word, you were desperate to hear from your friend.
you were prepared to chew him him out for abandoning you. thinking of all the ways you could insult him while simultaneously expressing your need for his comfort and company. but your mind went blank when the grainy screen loaded into the pixelated image of your companion.
whispy tendrils fell from his bun, framing the sculpted planes of his handsome face. his lips were dry, slightly chapped, with the only lubrication being the sheen of saliva left by the slow drag of his tongue. bloodied eyes bore into your own leaving you breathless and dazed.
โ€œhey bestieโ€
his voice was low and raspy, almost like a whisper. a deep rumbling that echoed in your ear drums. it was oddly hypnotic. he was absolutely mesmerizing.
tomura chuckled into the camera, showing flashes of perfectly white teeth. he leans back into the chair, a hand on the back of his neck showcasing a broad chest and toned abs.
โ€œdidnโ€™t expect you to be this quiet, bestie. is my outfit not slutty enough for you ? i could always take these offโ€ฆโ€ his hand fell from his neck to rest and the waistband of his black jeans.
you remained speechless, eyes glued to the light dusting of hair below his belly button.
more laughter and shifting. now you were met with the glorious girth of shigarakiโ€™s cock clenched tightly in his fist. the darkened tip oozed a sparkling trail of pre that spilled down his length. his thumb swiped the fluid to spread over his veiny member.
โ€œcโ€™mon , doll. donโ€™t leave me hangingโ€ he teased, squeezing his fist upwards to produce more pre. โ€œi thought you wanted to be my โ€˜mcโ€™ ? seems more like an npc if you ask meโ€.
โ€œy-youโ€™re himโ€ you stammered, eyes following the slow drag of his fist. โ€œyouโ€™re tomura shigarakiโ€.
โ€œin the fleshโ€ he teased, shooting a wink that went directly between your legs. โ€œwell kinda, but weโ€™ll cross that bridge when we get there. sorry iโ€™ve been away so long, but youโ€™d wait forever for me wonโ€™t you , perfect girl ?โ€
your nod was automatic. robotic even. youโ€™d moved closer to the screen, completely engrossed by his ministrations.
โ€œanything for you beyonโ€”shiggyโ€
you both laughed at that. he appreciated your humor, especially with all the drama in his day to day. even in def con simp mode and being ghosted didnโ€™t stop you from being undeniably you. thatโ€™s probably why he was as obsessed with you as you were with him.
โ€œi know we probably have alot to discuss but todays been kind of shitty and iโ€™d really like to explore our final fantasiesโ€.
you snorted, โ€œthat was really bad , shigโ€.
he shrugged, โ€œiโ€™m a villain, not a comedian, beloved. โ€œnow show me that perfect little pussyโ€.
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sunflower1experiment ยท 1 year ago
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Handkerchief
Shigaraki held the handkerchief in silence, his lips were healing slowly because of the balm given to him while his eyes had a wet warm towel which was the handkerchief given to him. It was strange to have someone care for his wounds but here they are, even after everything: His cruel behavior, his crimesโ€ฆ
โ€œYou know I couldโ€ฆโ€
โ€œKill me? Harm me? Bring me to ash?โ€
[Name] Held the male to his chest, โ€œI donโ€™t careโ€ฆuntil youโ€™re doing better youโ€™re my patient.โ€
Those words always hurt. Every moment spent together they were told to stay hidden and right when things took a turn and he was burnt to a crisp. [Name] ran forward to his aid, catching his body to let the waterfall of tears fly while the other villains took them to safety. โ€œThatโ€™sโ€ฆtheyโ€™re not a villain.โ€
Deku stares in awe, โ€œHow can someone still protect him!? Or even be a bystander in all of this!โ€
โ€œBecause they care for Shigaraki.โ€ Shoto points, Deku and Enji spot them rubbing a balm on Shigaraki and brushing his hair to the side.
Shoto continues to explain. โ€œIf anything happens to her his reaction will further explain their relationship.โ€
As they fought, with vigorous efforts and resilience their eyes widen as they see [Name] holding his hand but he shoved them aside. Their eyes widen, and Deku ran over. Catching them in a quick manner, but as he led them to safety his mind goes to the world of other heroes.
โ€œTheyโ€™re actually a known source of treatment towards him. They have a quirk yes butโ€ฆthey never knew about Shigaraki until he became a Nomu.โ€ Dekuโ€™s eyes soften as he looks to their unconscious teary eyed form.
โ€œPlease, if you canโ€ฆโ€ they sob softly, โ€œSave Shigara..I shouldโ€™ve kept an eye on him as his friend but I failed and they did this to him.โ€
More tears start pouring down. โ€œIf he dies all my hardwork to heal him will be for nothing.โ€
โ€œBut, [Name] Heโ€™s a villain. Why would you waste most of your time and life for a villain!?โ€ They donโ€™t respond, โ€œBecause heโ€™s my hero and Iโ€™m his civilianโ€ฆhe doesnโ€™t want to be healed yet lets me. Knowing he can use any other means.โ€ Their eyes look down, knowing that even though theyโ€™ll go to prison. The least they could do is have the chance to heal their loved one.
The male was gripping the Handkerchief tightly after watching [Name] go into custody, his eyes were sullen from losing them: yet the handkerchief was enough to calm the pain from being chapped๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ.
โ€œIโ€™ll keep it safe [Name].โ€
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kleftiko ยท 3 months ago
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youโ€™re bodies are sticky, pressed together as you lay bare. your head against his shoulder as he cradles you, staring up at the ceiling, the fingers of his right hand tracing up and down your skin.
not too long ago he was gripping handfuls of it greedily in order you get you infinitely closer to him, glutinous mouth leaving blotches of possession across it, but now he soothed it with feather light touches as you slept peacefully. the only thing on his mind is wondering why itโ€™s so soft. how could he still feel your smooth skin under the calloused pads of his hands. how could something this soft exist in such a harsh world.
but it didnโ€™t matter when that soft noise escapes your lips, sleep riddled body instinctively curling up against him for comfort. god, heโ€™d let the world burn for you, if only to feel the soft touch of your bare skin against his forever.
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kageyama, IWAIZUMI, sakusa (hq) LAW, zoro, ace (op) gojo, geto, YUJI, choso (jjk) giyuu, SANEMI, iguro (kny) yami, nozel (bc) DABI, shigaraki, aizawa? (mha)
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b1ackg1rl-mag1c28 ยท 9 months ago
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โ™กโ™กMore of perv shigarakiโ™กโ™ก
Perv shigaraki who is so obsessed with you that he has a whole stolen collection of your used panties. It makes him throb and leak knowing that your bare lips touched this fabric. He makes him shiver knowing that you leaked all of your slimy juices on them. He likes to bring the wet patch to his nose and take a big, strong whiff. He needs to have your scent etched into his brain. Every inch of his lungs his filled with nothing but your scent. Might take it a step further and licked the crotch so he can taste what remains of you. And it taste like heaven. No sweet candy or high quality dessert could every compare to your sweet and addictive juices. He tells himself one day he will get to taste it straight from the source. He's so nasty with it cause one of his favorite things to do is wear your used panties on his face and stroke at his redden and leaky tip. It feels like his brain is melting and every nerve is on fire. He needs all of you. It makes him throb and shiver just dreaming about the day you allow him to pump his fertile cum inside your gummy walls. Dreaming about feeling your walls tighten around his aching cock, ready to pump you full of everything he needs to give you. One day, he keeps telling himself. Maybe one day you will finally let him suck on your puffy clit with your juices all over his face, with him pleading you to finally let him cum. After all, he has been a good puppy for mommy.
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shiggcel ยท 5 months ago
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getting called shiggy's "good little girl" as he frantically fucks into you
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kinq-sleazee ยท 2 years ago
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MDNI| toxic relationship, accidentally hurt by his quirk, gaslighting, manipulating, suggestive content , a need for therapy :(
shigaraki cries when you threaten to leave. no, not earth shattering sobs but silent tears that spill from the ducts as he watches you pack. youโ€™re turned away because you canโ€™t bear to look at him. โ€œi knew you would leave meโ€ฆ just like everyone elseโ€. his voice is hoarse and raspy, a dejected tone that claws at your soul. you pause your actions, clutching at the handles of the suitcase to take a deep breath. he approaches tentatively, like a lion studying a lamb. โ€œi canโ€™t keep doing this, Tomuraโ€ he winces, disgusted by the bitter sound of his given name from your lips. โ€œhow many times do i have to say mโ€™sorry, angelโ€? the man reaches for your bruised and bandaged armโ€”evidence of his temper. โ€œdidnโ€™t wanna hurt you, baby. just wanted you to listen, you know i hate it when people donโ€™t listen to meโ€. you snatch away, tears threatening to fall. โ€œpeople ?โ€ you hiss, โ€œIโ€™m your girlfriend , tomura. you donโ€™t get to treat me like your minions!โ€ he goes silent. you still havenโ€™t looked at him. and chest heaving with fists clenched. and even with the vortex of emotion he can only focus on one thing. โ€œyouโ€™re so beautiful when you cryโ€. itโ€™s dry and mirthless, your laugh. โ€œgodโ€”youโ€™re sickโ€. he shrugs, โ€œyouโ€™ve known that from the beginningโ€. heโ€™s right about that , at least. youโ€™re still not looking at him and he needs that to change. he knows if youโ€™ll just meet his eyes then itโ€™ll be fine ! โ€œitโ€™s not my fault that iโ€™m like this. i was beaten, bruised and abandoned. being discarded is why i am the way i amโ€ he sniffs, โ€œi just hoped that youโ€ฆโ€ he trails off, knowing that your kind heart wanted nothing more than to comfort him. he can see it in the way your hands flex. โ€œdonโ€™t you love me anymore, angel ?โ€ your body stiffens. he has you now, and he knows it. hook, line and sinker. of course you meet his gaze, eyes brimming with tears. so full of love and utter devotion. itโ€™s foolish really. youโ€™re too good for this world. too good for him. he knows it too but he is a deteriorating corpse in a vast desert and you are a tropical oasis. you are his salvation. he needs you. and you love him. crimson renders you motionless, with him walking you backwards against the wall. โ€œbaby, my angelโ€ itโ€™s whispered against your skin. his head tucked in the crook of your neck to graze the sensitive flesh there with his teeth. โ€œi need you, angel. donโ€™t you know that ?โ€ his tongue trails upwards, a glistening path up your face to capture the salty tears that linger. roughly, he palms your breast and gropes your ass. small pecks across your cheeks until his lips meet your own. you try to resist, really you do, but his teeth break the skin making you gasp and he bullies his way against your tongue. the kiss is raw and passionate and bloody and you feel yourself drowning once again. โ€œyou are mines, angel. iโ€™d kill us both, before i ever let you leave meโ€. itโ€™s not a threat, itโ€™s a promise between lovers , whispered sweetly as he falls to his knees, pulling your tights down with him. a kiss is pressed to your mound, followed by the rough pad of his thumb. your knees buckle, but he holds you steady. โ€œdonโ€™t worry, baby, iโ€™ve got you. iโ€™m never letting goโ€. you made shigaraki cry when you threatened to leave, but he made you cry and beg to cum.
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barbies1shots ยท 8 months ago
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masterlist/rules โ€ƒ โ€ƒ แฐ”แฉš๐“‚ƒ โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ * 20s
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gamblersdoll ยท 6 months ago
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hello! request for katsuki (and other mha guys if possible) that gets horny when youโ€™re in your moo-moo.
thanks !๐Ÿ’•
katsuki gets turned on in both ways, one ways because of the fact that you feel comfortable around him and hes all for it. and because he doesnโ€™t believe in lingerie. hes biting his lip, gazing at you in silence.
izuku gets a nervous hard, because he knows what your body looks like underneath the moo moo. he finds it dirty, because moo moos are like night gowns, right? and it doesnt show your curves. (think of it like you wearing baggy clothes, but you got a brick house body.)
shouto gets interested in moo moos, but he finds himself wanting to go down on you when you wear it.
kaminari is just a menace. will absolutely try to hike it up or cop a feel. he knows moo moos are primarily thin, so he can feel everything in between.
kirishima has a thing for a soft tummy and tits, so if you wear a moo moo and not wearing a bra? he doesnt have to activate his quirk.
aizawa just stares alot, seeing how comfortable and free you are. going to sleep in it is a different story, because hes slowly pushing up the fabric while telling you just how sexy you can be and sliding his cock inside just to cockwarm.
hawks truthfully some reason doesnt care too much, he doesnt really see the point in moo moos or anything. he sees it all over tik tok and hes just like โ€œ.. so a twenty twenty four night gown?โ€ (but you still look good.)
shigaraki is just in somewhat awe, because he has a thing for waists. if the moo moo somewhat hugs it, hes trying to push down his cock.
dabi just burns the material.
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ierr ยท 8 months ago
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โฅ# โ€” ๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ angst to comfort?, crying, softie shigaraki,
โ˜† โ€” ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ this is his last visit.
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โฃ๏ธŽ โ€” ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ this is for all the shigaraki lovers (including me). this takes place in season 5 so slight spoilers but itโ€™s not a big spoiler, so I hope you guys enjoy ๐Ÿซฆ.
next story is bakugo!
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โ€œ ๐–ฎ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–ซ๐–บ๐—Œ๐— ๐–ต๐—‚๐—Œ๐— โ€œ ๐–ณ๐–ฎ๐–ฌ๐–ด๐–ฑ๐–  ๐–ฒ๐–ง๐–จ๐–ฆ๐– ๐–ฑ๐– ๐–ช๐–จ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—
โค๏ธŽ๏ธŽ# โ€” SHIGARAKI this was going to be his last visit he did for a good awhile.
it made his heart clench. a feeling that was entirely new to him, he won't be able to see, or even touch you..the thought of not being able to do those things made him irk but he had to do it. since his quirkโ€” decay has gotten a lot stronger and more adapted the doctor agreed to giving tomura what he wanted.
the league or anyone else hasn't said anything to you yet from his orderโ€” wanting to tell you himself. so here he was, by your bedroom door watching you sleep. you looked so..peaceful. you were hugging a pillow with the covers half off your body wearing the little bonnet he had gotten you. he sighed walking towards the side of your bed crouching down a bit, luckily since he had gloves on he got to touch you one last time. he placed his hand on your cheek, with a short smile something he's never genuinely done before. you shifted a bit feeling a cold hand on your skin, groggily, you epened your eyes. It was blurry but once you gain vision you were able to see, tomura was in front of you and he looked..a bit different?.
his usual blue hair was now white, his face looked more sharper and clean and his body? he was more muscular, he was wearing a black shirt that hugged his body really well. what was he up to?. almost immediately you placed your hand on top of his, yawning. "you didn't break my door this time did you?." you joked, tomura shook his head with a small smile, "no, I didn't." and his voice too? more deeper and raspy. but you nodded your head, "you sound different..let alone look different. you hit puberty?." you joked now sitting up as tomura rolled his eyes with a sarcastic laugh, "funny. but no I didn't, I assume it has something to do with my quirk adapting.." you spoke a small 'oh' as you took a. strand in your hand. it looked nice. โ€œwould you be mad if I said this hair color fits you more?.โ€ he shook his head with a small grin, you also smiled.
"good, because it does. Iโ€™ll miss the blue hair thoughโ€ you chuckled โ€œ..but what're you doin here? arenโ€™t you supposed to be somewhere?." he hoped you wouldnโ€™t have asked this question, you seen the reaction on his face. he looked..upset? furrowing your eyebrows you grabbed ahold of his hand. "what's wrong my love?." your soft voice..his hand twitched against your own looking down, "this will be my last visit for awhile." confused. "what do you mean, last visit?." he looked up this time, "doc agreed to give me what I wanted after I proved myself to him." he looked down at his hand, but..doesn't that mean..your eyes widen a bit, "I don't know how long It'll take buโ€”!." you cut him off by hugging him tightly. he almost fell over by how fast your Impact was but Instantly wrapped his hands around you, his heart clenched again. he didn't want to leave you but after so many long monthsโ€” years..he finally got what he wanted.
from the tremble of your body tomura knew you were crying but trying so hard to not make It noticeable. you clenched tighter against his neck not wanting to let him go, but you had to. shigaraki softly caressed your hips letting this moment sink In. never in a million years would he had thought he would feel like this, clenching heart, smiling..you were the only person to get him to break. to be so soft too, he would do anything for you, kill for you. he loves you. after a few minutes or so you pulled back from him with a smile of your own, tomura looked at you with soft eyes placing his hand on your cheek wiping away the remaining tears. you looked so pretty when you cried. "as long as you come back to me I'll be fine." you chuckled, he gave another small smile, "I always come back to you sweetheart."
"I'm holding this against you." you teased leaning In to take his lips with yours which he Instantly accepted. the kiss was soft and warm, yet so meaningful. the kiss you shared soon broke apart, leaning your head against his, โ€you have to promise me one thing.โ€ he spoke, you looked at him with a nod, โ€œanything.โ€ he breathed In then out, โ€œstay out of the city. I donโ€™t want you caught up in that mess let alone getting hurt. so promise me.โ€ the look in his eyes were serious. despite being confused of this request you nodded your head, โ€œI promise.โ€ he nodded, โ€œgood.โ€ โ€” "despite that, how long till you leave?." shigaraki hummed, "not till tomorrow." โ€” "then let's make the most of this.." when you said this, he instantly knew what you meant. you wanted to cuddle with him, laid in bed with him. right when you hit your comforter again laying on his chest, you fell asleep. even though you didn't want too, sleep took over you almost immediately. but as for shigaraki he couldn't sleep knowing this is the last visit before awhile, he traced a long your back and hip sighing. he's going to miss you so much. he knows the league will take care of you by his orders but it still ached him that he had to leave you. all the hate he has in his heart he was able to make a tiny space just for you.
his one love.
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xxknockoutxx ยท 23 days ago
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The MHA Boys asking for homework answers! (Pt.1)
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kleftiko ยท 2 years ago
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โฆ HOW MANY KIDS DOES HE WANT
cw: none, this is fluff
i add to this intermittently :)
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โ™ก a million. he wants a whole army of little ones running around. he has an endless list of names picked out and he just canโ€™t help but feel like the most pure way to express his love for you is to create a little life and raise a wonderful person with you.
โ€” HAWKS (mha), gojo, yuji, CHOSO (jjk), kuroo, bokuto, ATSUMU (hq), kiyoshi, kise (knb), julius, yami (bc), rengoku, akaza (kny),
โ™ก one or two. loves the idea of raising a child or two with you. he wants to watch and nurture a life, he wants to be the best father he can. he wants to support his child and find out what kind of person theyโ€™ll be with you right by his side. doesnโ€™t even care if theyโ€™re biological.
โ€” fatgum (mha), megumi (jjk), KITA, daichi (hq), akashi, kuroko (knb), nozel, fuegoleon (bc)
โ™ก doesnโ€™t matter to him. itโ€™s entirely up to you, itโ€™s not like he would grow them in his body anyway. he has unconditional love for you, and if you chose to bring a child into your lives he will love them as well. will love you with a child, will love you without.
โ€” aizawa (mha), LEVI (aot), nanami (jjk), sakusa, iwaizumi, kageyama (hq), kagami, murasakibara (knb), william (bc), giyuu (kny), kakashi
โ™ก get those things away from him. will hiss at them. doesnโ€™t have a way with kids, itโ€™s not a good idea. if you really DO want a child, he will give you one. but he will never, EVER, admit that he loves the little bastard. you think you see him cuddling them in the middle of the night? nope, get your eyes checked.
โ€” SHIGARAKI, dabi (mha), sukuna (jjk), tsukishima (hq), aomine, midorima (knb), sanemi, obanai (kny)
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softhued ยท 9 months ago
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Desperation
warnings/tags: nsfw, dark content, dubcon, somnophilia, cunnilingus, panty sniffing, roommate!shigaraki
word count: 2k
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You unexpectedly learned what your roommate Shigaraki does late at night; when he snuck into your room under the guise you were asleep, but you were wide awake, staring at the ceiling. Until he came creeping through your door, forcing you to pretend otherwise.
Once the quiet steps ceased, you chanced a peek, watching him rummage through your laundry basket before he grabbed what he was looking for and brought it to his face. He had the crotch of your used underwear pressed to his nose while his other hand palmed at the growing bulge in his pants. Shigaraki ached to relieve the pressure building as he imagined how you would smell straight from the source, failing to catch your shocked gaze on him. You lay stock still, regulating the breaths from your lungs despite the thumping in your chest.
Once he left, you waited a few moments before rushing to lock your door. From that night on, you made sure the lock was in place, and you were glad you did so when you heard the rattling of your doorknob late one night. You made no mention of what happened since you didn't know what to say. So you pretended like nothing was amiss. But you struggled to talk to him or even look at him as that scene replayed in your mind.
The sound of his muffled groans on a loop in your head as his hand dragged up and down his slick cock, making you feel a burst of warmth in your gut. But you brushed it aside and acted as if nothing was wrong.
Until one night, Shigaraki found himself in your room again. The lock on your door did nothing to stop him from getting to you.
He settled between your legs, removing any clothing that posed as a hindrance to what he planned to do to you before spreading your legs, eager to be at the source of his desires. He dove in nose deep and tongue out, lapping at your hole, begging for it to give him more than what he was coaxing from you. His length throbbed against his sweatpants, begging to be free, but he had to taste you. To savor the taste of your arousal seeping into his tastebuds, familiarizing himself with it while he swelled with pride at the fact you were dripping because of him.
His tongue teased every crease of your cunt until you were whining despite being asleep, and he couldn't help but wonder if you were dreaming of him. If you could feel the things he was doing to you in that state, feeling the expanse of his tongue sinking into your pink, fleshy opening before moving to your clit. Loving the way your pearl swelled further at the stimulation. The bud pulsed against his tongue as he sucked and hollowed his mouth around it. His warm, wet mouth suckling your pearl into his mouth and feeling the beat of your heart through your flesh. Which forced a groan from his chest, sending vibrations through your cunt while his mouth slurped your pooling arousal. Beneath him, your body quivered, writhing under his touch as you stirred.
He didn't remove his mouth or slow down as he peered at you, almost waking you, but he didnโ€™t care. He wanted you to know he was the one making you feel good. That he had your cunt throbbing and quivering against his mouth despite your objections. Most of all, he wanted to stay there forever. To keep his mouth sealed around you as you dripped into his mouth like a leaking faucet. And he wanted more, needed more.
He felt his mouth becoming more urgent and incessant against your slick core. His throbbing cock and hunger fueled his actions, and he attempted to swallow you whole. To latch his entire mouth onto your cunt so there was no telling where he ends and you begin.
Shigaraki grew needier by the second. The scent of your arousal acted as an aphrodisiac, hindering the rational part of his brain as he feasted upon you. The backs of your legs sat in the crook of his arms while his fingers dug into your thighs, pulling you closer to his opened mouth. He could feel the flutter of your walls around his tongue, urging him on, and he wanted nothing more than to taste the sweet gush of your release.
Shigaraki pulled his tongue from you, leaning over your cunt as he lolled his tongue out. His saliva collected at the tip of his tongue before it dripped onto your drenched cunt. He moved back in, swallowing down the mix of your arousal and his spit, wishing you were awake so he could give you a taste of your combined fluids.
Then he heard your once quiet breathy gasps become louder mewls and whines. Your stomach clenching and furling in response to the sensations crashing over you. You were on the brink of waking up, and he had no intentions of stopping. Not now. Not ever. If anything, he increased the urgency and force behind his movements. Desperately mouthing at your cunt, trying to show forth the intensity of his desire. Hoping his actions translated his feelings as he swallowed every drop you had to offer.
Your eyes fluttered open while sleep fought to pull you back under, but you pried your eyes open against the heaviness, shaking off the last bits of drowsiness that lingered. Your blurred vision cleared to show the scene before you. Your shirt was pushed to your chest, resting above your breasts and showcasing your stiff nipples. Then you saw a crimson gaze, practically glowing in your dim room, staring back at you as if they were waiting to catch your attention.
"What the fuck?โ€ Your groggy mind supplied at the sight greeting you.
Shigaraki's lips were wrapped around your clit as he gave a gentle suck that had your stomach shuddering. You moved to push his head away, but he was faster than you, anticipating any resistance so he could snuff it out as he pinned your hand by your side. You tugged against his hold, wondering how he was effortlessly multitasking as his hold didn't falter, much less his mouth. He continued to kiss and mouth at your slick lips, echoing the sounds of his tongue lapping up your arousal.
Despite knowing it was futile, you had to try again. Your free hand settled into his soft, pale hair to pull his head back. But your touch spurred him on, provoking him. The gentle sucking on your swollen clit turned into harsh suctioning. Which had your knees knocking above his head, but he didn't stop. He made sure he had enough space to access you, pulling you even closer as your body twisted within his grip.
โ€œFuck you taste even better than I imagined,โ€ he said, taking a moment to breathe before resuming his mission. He didnโ€™t even feel the need to pin the hand still in his hair.
There was nothing you could do to remove him from your body, and he made it known as his efforts increased tenfold. He even released your hand, opting to hold your hips instead as your fidgeting grew and the tugging became more incessant. Mewls were the only sounds escaping you as your chest rose and fell in quick breaths as you lay beneath him. Shuddering as you reacted to every pillowy kiss and the stroke of his tongue.
"Why?" You panted, poorly concealed arousal evident in your voice.
He licked and sucked your cunt, triggering more arousal to coat his tongue before he shifted his head to nibble at the crease of your thigh. Not missing the way your breath hitched at the sudden change before he looked at you, finally acknowledging that you had spoken.
"I needed you so badly," he practically whined and your walls tightened around nothing. As if sensing your emptiness, he pressed two fingers inside you, twisting and rubbing that ridged spot to replace the removal of his mouth, and your legs threatened to close. "You smell so good, and I just had to taste you and feel you around my tongue."
That night returned to your mind. Shigaraki in your room with your underwear pressed to his nose while he tugged his aching length, holding back moans to not wake you even though you were well aware, only pretending to be asleep.
Not caring that you didn't reply, Shigaraki removed his fingers and went back to your cunt, "I want to feel you cum."
His mouth resumed its rhythm, feasting on you like you were about to disappear. The flat of his tongue licked your hole, drinking in the steadily pooling arousal before he pushed his tongue in. His tongue reached as far as it could go before wriggling inside you, lapping at your walls until they tightened in response.
Perspiration settled on your chest, and you wondered just how long Shigaraki had been between your legs as your body grew hotter. The aching throb between your thighs gradually worsened, but he wasnโ€™t letting up.
He would stay buried between your legs forever if he could. Like a flip had switched, the hand in his hair went from yanking to simply gripping the shafts of hair for purchase. He couldn't help the pleasure that filled him once he noticed your tugging ceased, and your body went limp within his hold.
Despite yourself, you rolled your hips into his mouth, feeding him more of what he desperately craved as your eyes rolled back. He matched your pace, moving closer to let you grind against his mouth as your hand tugged at his hair again to bring him closer.
"Oh my god. Please just make me cum.โ€ You begged, gyrating against his face due to the endless torment. You were drenched and throbbing against his mouth, and you wanted to release the built-up tension swelling inside you.
โ€œWhat do you wantโ€
โ€œI want to cum.โ€ You begged, โ€œso badly. I canโ€™t take it anymore.โ€
The tears welling in your eyes supported your confession as you pleaded for more. Your back arched, raising your chest, and he used that opportunity to brush the pads of his fingers against your brown nipples, stroking the buds back and forth. His fingers played with your pebbled flesh while his mouth slacked against your lips.
"Ride my face."
He stared at you, waiting to see if you would respond. He wanted nothing more than to have you sitting on his face, and you had no reservations about his command as you pushed him down. Matching his heated stare before settling onto his face with your thighs encasing his head. You looked down at the expectant look he wore as Shigaraki controlled himself and made no move to drag you closer.
It was all on you.
Shigaraki opened his mouth in preparation, and that was all you needed. You aligned your cunt with his gaping mouth, brushing your hips towards his face, and nearly keeled over when his tongue brushed your needy clit. You leaned forward to brace yourself, allowing your desire to fuel your actions as you ground against his mouth, letting him taste your fueling lust.
You couldn't stop the whines that welled in your throat and spilled out as his tongue grazed your clit again and again. Your hips had a mind of their own as they moved in closer to gain more friction, and Shigaraki responded, following your lead so you could get what you wanted.
Then his hands wrapped around your thighs, holding you to his mouth as he suctioned your entire cunt. Tremors ran through your body, and you couldn't stop his name from falling from your lips.
"Shigaraki, please," you begged mindlessly, grinding into his frantic tongue. The only thought you had was to cum, and you were so close to the edge. Answering your plea Shigaraki focused on your clit, feeling it throb and pulse with need against his wet, messy tongue. His tongue lapped at your clenching hole as you leaked pathetically, swallowing the taste of your desire as it filled his mouth before returning to your clit. Your walls clenched in anticipation, preparing to release everything you had to offer into his awaiting mouth.
His mouth suctioned your clit, suckling as it swelled further, and he could practically hear your pulse. Above him, you stilled before tremors overtook you, making your gut twist and your walls spasm in pulses. Whimpers sounded from you as Shigaraki held on, keeping your cunt in his mouth as he swallowed every drop from the gush you released.
He didn't pull away until your body went limp. Then he sat up, moving you to his lap where you felt his throbbing cock pressed against you. You could see your arousal coating his mouth, and he looked so content and satisfied as if he orgasmed.
"You taste so good," he repeated before pulling you in. His lips connected to yours, and your combined taste melted in your mouth as you swallowed around his tongue.
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tatortotqueen ยท 1 year ago
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* โ€ * ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ*โ€ *
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๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌย ๐•€๐•Ÿ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ช๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ก-๐•“๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•”๐• ๐•ž๐•–๐•ค ๐•™๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•”๐• ๐•๐•๐•–๐•˜๐•– ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•œ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  ๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ
๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ก ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•  ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•’๐•ฃ๐•’๐•œ๐•š ๐•ฉ ๐•“๐•๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐••๐•–๐•ฃ
๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•’๐•ฃ๐•’๐•œ๐•š, ๐••๐•ฆ๐•“-๐•”๐• ๐•Ÿ, ๐•ก๐•ค๐•–๐•ฆ๐••๐•  ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ, ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•ฆ๐•ค, ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•–๐••๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜, ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐•ค๐•–๐•ฉ
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๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•“๐•ค๐• ๐•๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•๐•ช ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ก ๐•“๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐• ๐•ž๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•’
โ„๐•– ๐•จ๐•’๐•ค ๐•’ ๐•ค๐•๐•–๐•’๐•ซ๐•ช ๐••๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–๐• ๐• ๐•— ๐•’ ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•ž ๐•จ๐•™๐•  ๐•ค๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ-
โ€˜๐•ค๐•š๐•ค, ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–โ€™ย ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช๐•ค ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐• ๐•—๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐• ๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•จ๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•ค๐•š๐••๐•– ๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ก๐• ๐•ฃ๐•”๐•™ ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•”๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ค๐•ค๐•–๐•• ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•’ ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•—๐•’๐•”๐•– ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•™๐•–๐•๐•ก ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ, ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ก-๐•“๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃย ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐••๐•š๐•ค๐••๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ, ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•๐• ๐•’๐•• ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•“๐•’๐•˜๐•ค, ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•๐•ช ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ค๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•œ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ค๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ค๐•– ๐•™๐•– ๐•จ๐•’๐•ค ๐•™๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•”๐• ๐•๐•๐•–๐•˜๐•–, ๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐••๐•š๐••๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•– ๐•™๐•š๐•ž ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•™ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฅ๐•’๐•”๐•œ๐•๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•’ ๐•™๐•ฆ๐•˜ ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•—๐•’๐•”๐•– ๐•จ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ, ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– ๐• ๐•— ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•จ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•ก๐•ก๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•’๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•™๐• ๐• ๐•œ๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐• ๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•”๐•œ ๐•ค๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•”๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐••๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐• ๐•ง๐•–, '๐•๐•–๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐• ' ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•˜๐•๐•– ๐•’๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ, ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ž๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•™๐•– ๐•๐• ๐• ๐•œ๐•ค ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ค๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐••๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ค๐•–๐•– ๐•š๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•–๐•–๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ช ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ค ๐•™๐• ๐•๐••๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•’๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•ง๐•–๐•๐•ค ๐••๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ค๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•–๐•–๐•ซ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•ค๐•ค, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•๐•–๐•ฅ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐•–๐•๐•ก ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐•™๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ๐•๐•–๐•ค ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•˜๐•  ๐• ๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ก ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•ช ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•™๐•š๐•ž ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•™๐•ฆ๐•—๐•— ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•˜๐•  ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•–
๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•›๐• ๐•˜ ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•’๐•š๐•ฃ๐•ค ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ž๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ž ๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐• ๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•™๐•’๐•๐•๐•จ๐•’๐•ช ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•™ ๐•›๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•  ๐•™๐•’๐•ก๐•ก๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•“๐•– ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฉ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•’๐•ฃ๐•’๐•œ๐•š'๐•ค ๐••๐• ๐• ๐•ฃ, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•˜๐•๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐••๐• ๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ž๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ž
๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐••๐• ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ'๐•ฅ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ž๐•–๐•ž๐•“๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•—๐•’๐•๐•๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•’๐•ค๐•๐•–๐•–๐•ก ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ก๐•š๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™ ๐•“๐•๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•ค๐•š๐••๐•–, ๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ž๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ช ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐• ๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ž ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•˜๐•  ๐•˜๐•–๐•ฅ ๐•’ ๐•˜๐•๐•’๐•ค๐•ค ๐• ๐•— ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ก๐•’๐•ค๐•ค ๐•“๐•ช ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ค ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ž ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐••๐• ๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•š๐•ค ๐•ค๐•๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•๐•ช ๐•’๐•›๐•’๐•ฃ, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•จ๐•’๐•๐•œ ๐•”๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ก๐•–๐•’๐•œ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐•ฃ๐•’๐•”๐•œ, ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ž ๐•š๐•ค ๐•ก๐•š๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™ ๐•“๐•๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•๐•ช ๐•ค๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•”๐•– ๐• ๐•— ๐•š๐•๐•๐•ฆ๐•ž๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•”๐• ๐•ž๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•“๐•๐•ฆ๐•– ๐•ƒ๐”ผ๐”ป ๐•๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•’๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐•–๐•š๐•๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜, ๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐••๐•’๐•ฃ๐•œ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐• ๐•— ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ค๐• ๐•—๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•จ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ž๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•’๐•œ๐•’๐•“๐•๐•–
๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐••๐•š๐••๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•๐•š๐•ซ๐•– ๐•™๐• ๐•จ ๐•”๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•™๐•’๐•• ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค๐•–๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ค๐•–๐•๐•— ๐•’๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐••๐• ๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•”๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•œ๐•–๐•• ๐• ๐•ก๐•–๐•Ÿ, ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•’๐•ฃ๐•’๐•œ๐•š'๐•ค ๐•ž๐• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•’ ๐•ค๐•ฆ๐••๐••๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•™๐•’๐•๐•ฅ '๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ฅ' ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•๐•ช ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•ช
๐•Š๐•ฆ๐••๐••๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•๐•ช ๐•™๐•– ๐•ช๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•œ๐•ค ๐• ๐•ก๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐••๐• ๐• ๐•ฃ, ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•™๐•’๐•š๐•ฃ ๐•š๐•ค ๐••๐•š๐•ค๐•™๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•–๐•ช๐•–๐•ค ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐••๐•ฃ๐•’๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•๐•–๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•—๐•š๐•˜๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•๐•ค๐•  ๐•”๐•’๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•˜๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•™๐•–'๐•ค ๐•ค๐•ก๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜
โ„๐•– ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•”๐•–๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•˜๐•’๐•ซ๐•– '๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•จ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•–๐•– ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•ช'ย 
๐•๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•”๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•ค ๐•š๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐• ๐•’๐•ฅ '๐••๐• ๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•”๐•’๐•๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ'ย 
โ„๐•– ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ก๐•ค ๐•”๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•–๐•ฃ '๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ, ๐•จ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•˜๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•’ ๐••๐• ' ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•˜๐•ฆ๐•ช๐•ค ๐•๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•–๐•ช๐•–๐•ค ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•™๐•– ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค '๐•จ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•’ ๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ'
โ€ฆ*โ˜†*โ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ
๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•™๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•๐•ช ๐••๐• ๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•™๐•ช ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•’๐•š๐•• ๐•ช๐•–๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•™๐•š๐•ž ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•จ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ'๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•“๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•™๐•–'๐•ค ๐•—๐•’๐•”๐•– ๐••๐•–๐•–๐•ก ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ค๐•ช
โ€˜๐•„๐•ž๐•ž๐•™ ~ ๐•—-๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œโ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ž๐• ๐•’๐•Ÿ
โ„๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•ฆ๐•– ๐•๐•š๐•”๐•œ๐•ค ๐•’ ๐•๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก๐•– ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐••๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก๐•ก๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•™๐• ๐•๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•จ๐• ๐•๐•๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•”๐•๐•š๐•ฅ. โ„๐•– ๐•ž๐• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•’๐•ค ๐•™๐•– ๐•จ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•ก๐•ค ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•’๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•Ÿ๐•ฆ๐•“ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ค๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ๐•ค ๐•™๐•’๐•ฃ๐••. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•ž๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–๐••.
โ€˜๐•š-๐•šโ€™๐•ž ๐•คโ€™๐•”๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•–โ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•• ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•—๐• ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•š๐•—๐•— ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•ก๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ค.
๐•Š๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•’๐•ฃ๐•’๐•œ๐•š ๐•ค๐•ฆ๐••๐••๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•๐•ช ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•๐•๐•–๐•• ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•ช. ๐”ธ ๐•๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•œ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐• ๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•’๐• ๐•”๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ค๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•๐•š๐•ก๐•ค. โ„๐•– ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•ค๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•๐•ช ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•๐• ๐•”๐•œ๐•ค ๐•–๐•ช๐•–๐•ค ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ, ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•”๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•ค ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐• ๐•’๐•ฅ.
โ€˜๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐••โ€™ ๐•™๐•– ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•ค๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ค ๐•’๐•ค ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฆ๐•ž๐•“ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•™๐•–๐•ค ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•š๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•”๐•๐•š๐•ฅ, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ก๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•–.
โ€˜๐••๐• ๐•Ÿโ€™๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•– ๐•ฅ๐• ๐•ž๐•ฆ-โ€™ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ค๐•™๐• ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•’๐•“๐•“๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•“๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•”๐•œ. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ง๐•–๐•๐•ช ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•”๐•๐•’๐•จ ๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค, ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ง๐•š๐•ค๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•“๐•๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐• ๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•š๐•ฃ๐•—๐•๐• ๐•จ.
โ€˜๐•€ ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ๐•– ๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•”๐•’๐•๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅโ€™ ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐• ๐•ž๐•ž๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•˜๐• . ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•˜๐•๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•”๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ๐•™, ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•™๐•– ๐•—๐•๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•“๐•–๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•ฆ๐•ก, ๐•™๐•– ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค๐•–๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•—๐•’๐•”๐•– ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ž๐•’๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•˜๐•š๐•ง๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•ค๐•ค ๐•’ ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ๐•• ๐•ค๐•ž๐•’๐•”๐•œ.
๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ช๐•–๐•๐•ก ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•”๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ช๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•™๐•–๐•’๐•• ๐• ๐•— ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•“๐•“๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•’๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐••๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก๐•ก๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•—๐• ๐•๐••๐•ค, ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐•’๐•ก๐•ค ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•”๐•๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•’๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•– ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ก๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•–.
โ€˜๐”น๐•–๐•˜ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•™๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–โ€™
โ€˜๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•– ๐•—~๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ž๐•–โ€™
โ€˜๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•– ๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ž๐•– ๐•จ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅโ€™
โ€˜๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•– ๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•˜๐•’๐•ฃ๐•’๐•œ๐•šโ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช ๐•“๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•๐•ช ๐•’๐•“๐• ๐•ง๐•– ๐•’ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•ค๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•™๐• ๐•ก๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•™๐•– ๐••๐• ๐•–๐•ค๐•Ÿโ€™๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ก๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ฅ.
๐•Ž๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•™๐•– ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•™๐•–๐•ค ๐•š๐•Ÿ. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ž๐• ๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•œ ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ.
โ€˜๐• ๐•™ ๐•ค-๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ฅโ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•๐•’๐•ก ๐•’ ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ž๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ช๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•œ๐•–๐•–๐•ก ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•–๐•ฅ.
โ„๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•๐•ช ๐•“๐•–๐•˜๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•’ ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ฃ๐•™๐•ช๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ž. โ„๐•š๐•ค ๐•“๐•’๐•๐•๐•ค ๐•ค๐•๐•’๐•ก ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•”๐•๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•™๐•– ๐•“๐•–๐•˜๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐• ย ๐•ก๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ.
โ€˜๐•—~๐•—๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•ช ๐•žโ€™๐•˜๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐•’ ๐•—๐•š๐•๐• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•ค๐•  ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐••โ€™ย ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐•’๐•ก๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•ค๐•ค.
โ€˜๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•“๐•’๐•“๐•ช, ๐•จ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ž๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•’ ๐•ž๐•–๐•ค๐•ค ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ค๐•ชโ€™
โ€˜๐•ช~๐•ช๐•–๐•ค ๐•—~๐•ฆ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ช๐•–๐•คโ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•˜๐•๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฅ๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐••๐•š๐•”๐•œ.๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•”๐•™ ๐••๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•“ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•”๐•๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ค๐•–๐•๐•— ๐•˜๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•”๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•–.
โ„๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•ค ๐••๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•๐• ๐• ๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐••๐• ๐•จ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•  ๐•ž๐•–๐•–๐•ฅ, ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•๐•ช ๐••๐•ฃ๐•’๐•˜๐•ค ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•–๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ž๐•ช ๐•“๐•’๐•ค๐•–, ๐•™๐•– ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ค๐•–๐•ค ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐•’๐•ž๐•ž๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ, ๐•ก๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•™๐•’๐•ฃ๐•• ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•—๐•’๐•ค๐•ฅ.
โ€˜๐•ž-๐•žโ€™๐•”๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•–โ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•”๐•™๐• ๐•œ๐•– ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ค ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•š๐•”๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ๐•๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•–.
๐”ธ๐•ค ๐•ค๐• ๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•˜๐•’๐•ค๐•ž ๐•™๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•’ ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•๐•๐•–๐•ฅ. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•๐•–๐•˜๐•ค ๐•ค๐•™๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•’๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•’ ๐•ง๐•š๐•”๐•–, ๐•™๐•–โ€™๐•ค ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•๐•–๐•ค๐•ค ๐•’๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฆ๐•–๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•–๐•–๐•ก๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ค๐•ช.
โ€˜๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅโ€™๐•ค ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ž ๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•“๐•’๐•“๐•ชโ€™ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•”๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•™๐•š๐•ž ๐•ฅ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™.
๐”ธ ๐•—๐•–๐•จ ๐•ค๐•–๐•”๐• ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•ก๐•š๐•๐•๐•ค ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•™๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•–๐•–๐•• ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•’๐•๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐••๐•ช ๐•ž๐•–๐•ค๐•ค๐•ช ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ค๐•ช ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•’ ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ž๐•–๐•จ๐• ๐•’๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ž ๐•—๐•๐• ๐• ๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐• ๐•ž๐•“, ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐•๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•ค๐•  ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐••. โ„๐•– ๐•ค๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•๐•ช ๐•ก๐•ฆ๐•๐•๐•ค ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•“๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•’๐•ค๐•ค ๐•”๐•™๐•–๐•–๐•œ๐•ค ๐•”๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•—๐•ฆ๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•ค๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐••๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ž ๐•’๐•ก๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™ ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•”๐•œ ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ž ๐•๐•–๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐•œ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ๐•จ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•œ๐•–๐•• ๐•™๐• ๐•๐•–. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•–๐•ช๐•–๐•๐•š๐••๐•ค ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐• ๐•จ ๐•™๐•–๐•’๐•ง๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ฃ๐•–๐•• ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•’๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ง๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ช. ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•›๐• ๐•๐•ฅ ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•œ๐•– ๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•™๐•š๐•ž ๐•™๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ค๐•™๐•๐•ช ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•“๐•’๐•”๐•œ ๐• ๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•”๐•œ.
โ€˜๐•€ ๐••๐•š๐••๐•Ÿโ€™๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช ๐•จ๐•– ๐•จ๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐••๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–โ€™
๐• ๐•™ ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ค ๐•’๐•๐• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•”๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•”๐• ๐•”๐•œ ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐• ๐••๐•ค ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–ย ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•– ๐•ž๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–.
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shiggcel ยท 5 months ago
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every nsfw pic of shigaraki ive seen have him in low rise jeans. he wanna be a y2k baddie so bad
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