l/n: last name


f/n: first name

e/c: eye color

h/c: hair color

h/t: hair texture

h/l: hair length

p/c: pantie color

b/c: bra color

hero name: The Tattoo Hero: Inky

tentacles (y'all already know) praise, pet names

quirk: Ink. You can generate ink from your body and manipulate it.

italics: thoughts

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You didn't hate him. It was quite the opposite. You only put up this cold hearted act to make sure he stayed away from you because you were scared, scared that he would never like you back if he knew what kind of a freak you were, if he knew the kind of things that went on in your head. Tamaki was a shy boy, not a social butterfly. If you were being honest his shyness was what made you fall in love with him in the first place. 

When you first saw his quirk in action, he had turned his arms into slimy octopus tentacles. Your brain went to its dirty place. Whimpers escaping your lips. You could feel the heat pooling in between your legs imagining how slimy they would feel inside of you. You could imagine how he'd tease you, trying to relieve the tension. He would do that wouldn't he? He was so caring like t-

"F/n-chan?"

You snapped out of your trance to look at Tamaki, who was nervously fiddling with his pointed ears. "What do you want?" you rolled your eyes, trying to make sure he didn't notice your thighs rubbing together. "A-ah um..your eyes are pretty! E-e/c is a nice color on you."  A blush spread onto your cheeks as your heart pounded against your chest. "Keep it together F/n! Don't blush, don't blush! UGHH YOU IDIOT DONT BLUSH!"

You glared at the poor boy again. "Thats not what you want to say. Well? SPIT IT OUT!" Tamaki flinched at your harsh tone but managed to stutter out. "I-I have so-something to say...even th-though you hate me I-I...really...really..r-really like you! You're pretty a-and smart and st-strong and I want to protect you whenever I-I can a-and we can st-start a family a-"

You drowned out his voice. He liked you? After everything you said to him, he still liked you? You gulped the non existent lump in your throat and blurted out, "What?" Tamaki froze, staring at anything BUT you. "I-I'M SORRY! IM S-SORRY SORRY I-I REALLY A-AM F/N-CHAN! I can't help it! Y-you make me feel weird..I-I think weird things and I know what they mean and I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE b-but I..I GET WET DREAMS ABOUT YOU!" 

What. The. All. Mighty. Fuck?

It was like the world stopped. You guys were in the dorm hallways and lucky that no one heard this awkward conversation. "Amajiki-san.. I...I'm sorry too." you whispered. Tears pricked your eyes and stained your cheeks. "I like you too okay?! I JUST...I ACT LIKE I HATE YOU SO YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME..I get those kind of thoughts too a-and I didn't want you to think I was some kind of pervert." you buried your face in your hands.

Tamaki felt a sudden boost of confidence and grabbed your collar, kissing you harshly. He bit and bruised your lips. You quickly returned the kiss and weaved your hands through his soft indigo locks. "F-f/n." he mumbled into your neck and reached past you, turning the knob to his dorm room. You both hastily entered, kicking the door closed with your foot. Tamaki pushed you onto the bed and instantly attached his teeth to your neck. You whimpered while he dove his fingers under the waistband of your skirt. 

Your fantasies were coming true. A gentle tap on his shoulder alerted him and he looked down at you. "I've never done t-this before, b-but I'm not as innocent as you think F/N-chan." he whispered, licking a long line around your collarbone. "Did you eat anything recently?" you ask softly, while Tamaki struggles to unclasp your b/c bra. He got it after a few tries and ooogled at your plump breasts. They weren't too big or too small. They were perky and around a 32 D. 
"I-I had some takoyaki balls..why?" Tamaki raised an eyebrow. 

You bit your lip and shyed away. It took him a few minutes but the light switch in his head finally turned on. "F/n..are you sure?" the shy boy whispered. It sent shivers down your spine and you nodded vigorously. "Y-yes Amajiki-san! Pl-" Tamaki cut you off with a soft kiss to the lips. "Call me Tamaki..please. It would make me so happy if you did." he mumbled, slowly pulling down his pants to reveal his hard member. It slapped against his abdomen with a THWACK noise. "Tell me if this hurts."

You arch your back as you feel Tamaki's penis enter your vagina, and something begin to probe at your asshole. Tamaki spread your cheeks and licked the pink sucker hole, positioning his fingers in front of it. Their pale tone faded away to a dark pinkish red and became more flexible. His tentacle fingers slammed themselves into your ass. To muffle your moans, Tamaki quickly shoved your p/c lace panties in your mouth. He grabbed a hold of your soft h/c h/l hair, feeling its h/t texture.

"Y-you're doing so good baby..so good for me aren't you? I-I love it when you keep squeezing me like that. Mm.. a-ah! Such a tight little bitch.." he grumbled. You were shocked by the words coming out of his mouth. You always thought he was a good kid.."MM! TAMAKI! T-TAMAKI M G'ONNA CUM! S' SO GOOD!" you screamed. Your fluids ran down his throbbing shaft and with a loud scream Tamaki released his cum inside your crushed womb.

GOD THIS WAS A MESS IM SORRY