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I saw a BO7 textpost that I disagreed with so I had to make my own. Anyway things Occured and there’s a separate post for the Jakotsu ones. Not bc he’s my favourite (even though he is) or because I have the most pictures of him (I do) but because there’s a concerning amount of textposts that fit him

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December 1st…… on this blog. I have. A gift to give all of you.

please enjoy, in the meantime, this picture I have spent a ridiculously long time (nearly 4 hours; almost consecutively) on.

Edit: It’s Dec. 1st— 🎁 Open your gift! 🎄

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GRRR WHY ARE THERE NO BANKOTSU FICS 🤬🤬🤬🤬

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I'm in pain.

just learned that bankotsus dub voice also voices ed so now i am cursing you with that knowledge

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Modern Au! Bankotsu x F! Reader

Tw: none! :3

The moment your teacher left for a staff meeting, Bankotsu wasted no time dragging you out of the classroom. His grip was firm, his expression set with determination.

Skipping class was nothing new for Bankotsu. With his notorious reputation as a delinquent, it was practically a routine. Whether on campus or off, his disregard for school rules had earned him a lot of attention. He'd either skip entire days or simply be absent without consequence-few dared to challenge him.

"W-Wait, we shouldn't be doing this!" You tried to pull your wrist free, but his grasp was unyielding, a reminder of his strength. "Why not?" he replied with a shrug, his tone casual. "It's not like the teachers are here."

You knew arguing was pointless. Bankotsu did what he wanted when he wanted, and with most students and even some teachers fearing him, there was rarely any consequence.

Suddenly, he stopped without warning, and before you could react, you stumbled into his back. He swiftly pulled you into the janitor's closet, the door shutting behind you with a quiet thud.

"Finally, alone at last," he muttered, pressing you against the wall, his arms on either side of you, trapping you in place. His face inched closer, his breath warm on your skin.

"W-Wait! Isn't it a little too early for this, Bankotsu?" you stammered, your eyes darting to the floor as your face flushed with embarrassment.

"What do you mean? It's never too early," he teased, his voice low, as he leaned in closer, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Your heart raced in your chest, your cheeks growing hotter with each passing second. His hands slid down to your hips, giving them a gentle squeeze. You shut your eyes tightly, bracing for the inevitable kiss, but... nothing happened. Instead, you felt his thumbs brush lightly against your cheeks.

"Finally. This has been bugging me," he sighed in relief. Before you could ask what he meant, he licked his thumb clean of a stray piece of nori and rice that had been stuck to your face.

You blinked in confusion, realizing he wasn't about to kiss you at all. He was just removing food from your cheek the whole time.

"My, you're such a messy eater," he chuckled, leaning back with a grin. Embarrassment and annoyance washed over you at once. Here you were, thinking he was about to make out with you, but instead, he'd just cleaned your face.

And just like that, he pulled you out of the closet, heading back to class. You were left feeling both relieved and disappointed that nothing had happened. But he did promise to take you out on a date after school, so maybe there was something to look forward to after all.

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Modern Bankotsu AU!

A/N: Saw this pretty boy and wanted to make some headcannons of him as your boyfriend and what he would be like in the modern era!

Tw: NSFW

Bankotsu would obviously be a delinquent!

He would often skip classes or just be absent to cause a ruckus in the neighborhood or to pick up his pretty princess

He would try and convince you to skip classes with him despite your refusing his offer.

The moment that your teacher isn't present, he would take that as an opportunity to snatch you away to skip classes.

Your parents wouldn't approve of him due to his reputation but as time goes by, your parents would slowly soften up since he always helps your family out when it comes to doing male chores and for always protecting you but he does still receive warnings from your father.

He would be the protective type!

Your male classmates wouldn't dare approach you since Bankotsu was known for being the strongest delinquent besides Inuyasha.

He's pretty touchy when it comes to you, always sneaking his tanned arm around your waist just to give others a warning that you belonged to him.

His knuckles are often bruised and he uses it as an excuse to visit your house to tend it with care.

His gang does respect you for being Bankotsu's woman and if they ever harmed you, they'd be punished by Bankotsu.

He would order one of his men to watch over you when he's too busy planning about a fight with another gang to make sure none of them would even dare to approach you to take you as a bait of a hostage.

But like everyone else on this earth, he also has some flaws and bad qualities of him as a boyfriend...

Although he may not lay a finger on you, he would shout at you if you ever do something stupid and criticize you for it.

He's very pushy and would know no boundaries.

Since he's a teenager, he's full of hormones and that means either being impulsive or being incredibly horny.

He'd try to drag you to a secluded place like an alleyway or his gang's meeting place to have some "fun time" together

He likes doing quickies, especially if there are people nearby since he likes the thrill of being caught.

He's the type to leave a hickey on your neck or ear, making sure that it's an exposed area to mark you as his own.

During classes, he makes sure to have you as his seatmate by forcing his seatmate or yours to go away so that he could place his hand on your thigh, slowly inching up and up just to tease you.

Overall, Bankotsu is someone who's protective but also rough.

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I feel like making fanfics of Bankotsu, Ryoga, Mendo, Pantyhose Taro, and Koga!

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ALEXIS NESS ONE-SHOT

Theme/Genre: Horror

MDNI!!!

Tw: smut, breeding kink, slapping, pet names, pregnancy, dubcon, ghost

Ever since you moved into your new apartment, chosen primarily for its convenient proximity to your college, unsettling events have begun to unfold within the confines of your once-promising abode.

Each venture into the bathroom is accompanied by a creeping sense of dread, as though unseen eyes track your every move from behind the flimsy veil of the shower curtains. The air grows heavy with anticipation, and a shiver runs down your spine as you catch fleeting glimpses of a shadowy presence darting just out of sight.

During showers, the feeling intensifies. A dark silhouette seems to materialize behind the curtain, its form shifting and contorting in the steam-filled enclosure. Your heart races as you reach for the curtain, half-expecting to find a spectral intruder waiting on the other side. Yet, with each pull, there is only emptiness—a chilling void that echoes your growing sense of unease.

Initially, the idea of abandoning your new home seemed like the only logical course of action. However, the prospect of finding another affordable apartment within such close proximity to campus proved to be a daunting task. Reluctantly, you resigned yourself to enduring the unnerving occurrences, hoping against hope that they would eventually cease on their own accord.

But fate had other plans.

One fateful night, as the witching hour approached and the world outside fell into a hushed slumber, you found yourself nestled beneath the covers, seeking refuge from the oppressive heat that permeated the air. Clad in nothing more than an oversized sleeveless shirt, you tossed and turned, unable to find respite from the stifling humidity.

As sleep began to claim you, a strange sensation washed over you—a feeling of being watched, of being studied with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. Groggily, you opened your eyes, only to be met with a sight that froze the blood in your veins.

Standing at the foot of your bed was a figure cloaked in darkness, its features obscured by the shadows that danced across the room. Its presence loomed over you, a silent specter that seemed to draw the very warmth from the air. And as you gazed into its piercing magenta eyes, you knew with a sinking certainty that your troubles were far from over.

As you attempted to scream, terror coursing through every fiber of your being, a chilling hand clamped over your mouth, stifling any sound that dared to escape. The room plunged into an eerie silence, broken only by the ragged sound of your breath and the ominous presence looming over you in the darkness.

"Don't even think about screaming, little girl," the voice echoed, its tones warped and distorted, sending shivers down your spine. It was a voice unlike any you had ever heard—inhuman, unnatural, and filled with a malevolence that chilled you to the core.

As your eyes adjusted to the dim light, you could make out the figure of a young man, his form translucent and ghostly, blending seamlessly with the shadows that enveloped the room. Despite his human-like appearance, there was an otherworldly quality to him, something that set your heart racing with primal fear.

With a swift and deliberate motion, he pressed you down onto the soft mattress, his weight pinning you in place as though you were nothing more than a helpless insect beneath his grasp. His hands, cold and clammy against your skin, held you captive, one restraining your wrists above your head while the other traced a torturous path down the curve of your waist.

You flinched as his nails grazed your flesh, leaving angry red marks in their wake, a painful reminder of your vulnerability in the face of this spectral intruder. For a moment, his touch lingered, his fingers inching ever closer to the hem of your shirt, a silent threat hanging in the air like a dark omen.

With a cruel smile twisting his features into a grotesque parody of humanity, he paused, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. In that moment, you realized that you were at the mercy of something far more sinister than anything you had ever imagined, and the true horror of your situation began to dawn upon you.

When the ghost-like young man was gazing at you, he felt a strong urge to remove your sleeveless shirt. Effortlessly, he ripped it apart. "Now aren't you a pretty little thing?" he whispered seductively as his gaze lingered on your body from the moment you entered this apartment. It drove him crazy not being able to touch your petite frame sooner.

His free hand descended slowly towards your damp panties and he caressed them with his middle and ring finger. You couldn't help but moan softly as his other hand muffled any louder sound escaping from your lips while he admired your vulnerable state, deciding to make full use of it.

His grin widened as he savored the soft moans emanating from you, which only increased his desire to touch you intimately. "Looks like you're enjoying this," he purred teasingly before inserting two fingers into your tight and untouched pussy. He pulled out his hand, staring at the mixture of moisture and blood on his fingers; a testament to your virginity.

As he saw you responding to his touch so passionately, he decided to release your restrained wrists and raise one of your legs up, offering him a clearer view of your drenched slit. "I wasn't expecting such eagerness from you," he mused huskily. "Usually, people either struggle or succumb in pain after being subjected to this treatment." He chuckled ominously while you were so lost in pleasure that you barely heard a word he said.

After you climaxed and coated his fingers in your juices up to his knuckles, he relished sucking it off slowly while you panted heavily from your first orgasm. Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced between your thighs as something sizable pushed its way inside your virgin pussy. The ghost with gradually shifting brown-to-magenta hair grinned wickedly at you as he pounded into you forcefully, making you sob from a mix of excruciating pleasure and pain.

His girthy cock overwhelmed you, causing you to arch your back and squeeze around his immense thickness eliciting a gruff moan from him. "Stay still, whore," he warned as he smacked your ass playfully before licking his lips at the sight of your jiggling booty; it further fueled his desire. Conquered by the intense sensations emanating from deep within, he pushed past your cervix with an unrelenting determination.

Eventually, he reached his peak, flooding your womb with a copious amount of hot cum that saturated the walls of your pink passage. His sperm seeped through your cervix and caressed your uterus from inside. " oops, looks like I just made you pregnant," he taunted teasingly as you slowly lost consciousness.

As you drift off to sleep, the ghost vanished into thin air, leaving you in a blissful afterglow of passion and fulfillment.

Hours later, you wake up feeling heavy down under and groggy-headed; your instincts immediately tell you what had occurred last night. With trembling hands, you touch your bloated stomach softly; confirming his mockery – indeed, pregnancy knocks on your doorstep now.

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Short Isagi one-shot!

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Tw: slapping, darcyphilia?

Isagi Yoichi's easy-going and friendly nature made it simple for him to amass friends. People may have perceived him in such a way just because of his kind acts.

Nevertheless, he held a grudge against one person - Michael Kaiser himself. What could be more satisfying than fucking the sister of an enemy?

You emitted soft whimpers from your swollen lips while neck and thighs bore bruises. Unrelenting, Isagi forcefully pushed the tip of his cock deeper into your cervix, drawing low moans and tears from you.

Your knees were tucked neatly against your head, allowing his shoulders to support them. Isagi's voice, a husky whisper, brushed past your ear as he questioned,

"Who do you belong to?"

With every thrust of his dick into your swollen and wet pussy, a soft bulge formed in your lower belly before disappearing again. Emotional tears clung precariously to the edges of your eyes as pleasure clouded your mind. It took tremendous effort for you to utter through gasps and moans: "Yours... ah..." Your response only seemed to ignite an inferno within him further. He dug his nails into the sensitive flesh of your hips harder, causing shuddering sobs to escape from you.

When Isagi was unsatisfied with your response, he dealt you a stinging slap across the cheek. He commanded, "Again," as he halted his relentless thrusts that had left you yearning for more stimulation. You felt an urgency building within you as your dignity slowly dwindled.

Your voice trembling, you pleaded, "Yours! I'm your bitch!" The last shreds of self-respect vanished from within you as a smirk spread across Isagi's lips - finally satisfied with your humiliating acceptance. His hips started to move again in deep, punishing strokes that resonated through your entire being.

As your body bowed to his dominance, Isagi praised you softly. "Good girl," he whispered hoarsely, savoring the depravity unfolding between the two of you. Each thrust of his dick hits deeper, stretching you wide while tearing through every inch of your sex. You felt lost in a sea of sensations; pleasure and pain merged into an enticing whirlpool that claimed every shred of control left within you.

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BLLK FANFICTIONS

Will include:

-One shots

-aus

-imagine scenarios

-smut

-dark romance

A/N: I will soon post bllk ff related! If it contains dark romance/smut MDNI‼️