#They should make 😼but puppy

[softly-n-sweetly]

You have nice chesticles 😉

you think so?👉👈

boy boobas😼

[suguru-getos]

thoughts on yan!sukuna truly breaking reader like in yan!gojosugu except shes just lifeless not wanting to die just soulless...?

Warnings: It’s Sukuna I feel like his name itself is a warning LMFAOO 😭 Sukuna killin’ people- some sexual themes, belittling, gory themes. Idk what else to add, he’s just an asshole but if you squint really hard and become delulu you’ll find him almost caring. 😼✋✨

The crimson, bloodied, grotesque sight in front of her was enough to cease any palpitations & cries for help. She knew, there was no one coming to help her. Not when the King of Curses had taken her under his wing. Her pupils have dilated in fear, goosebumps rising as her instincts clasp at her very bones. Run, run, run… these words scream out of her inner psyche when her eyes glaze over the massacre.

One of the people among them, leg butchered & bleeding to death she’s sure, crawls over to her form. She’s against the corner, feet curled up against her knees. “Please— please— help me.” The injured man groans in gut-wrenching pain. The monster who has taken control of her holds him by the legs and rips him in half in front of her. She doesn’t even flinch. “That makes it last.” Sukuna’s unforgiving voice echoes. Of course, she was punished for running away to ‘her’ people. Sukuna is going to make sure there are no more people to run to.

Her heart aches, somehow she feels with the entirety of her being, that she’s responsible for the entire village’s annihilation. A soft parting of her lips, followed by a tremble echoes. “Yes. Last one.”

The way she doesn’t cower anymore, acceptance… she’s accepted her life to be living hell. “That’s all that comes out of your mouth? Useless Mutt.” Sukuna snarls, at least he felt amused with her cowering & her squealing like a scared puppy.

“Sorry, Sukuna Sama. Won’t run again.” She has a deep gash on her forearm when Sukuna flicked his fingers in air, sheer annoyance of her disobedience and his technique didn’t lay any mercy. She has healed from that, but the gash still looks dreadful. That was the time Sukuna truly realised that a single human without powers is a nuisance. You can’t even teach them a lesson properly or their poor heart will give out & they die. Pathetic. It makes no sense how someone so frail, weak, delicate is so fucking beautiful.

Standing in front of her was an eight feet tall, monster with four arms. Calcified eyes, and a mouth on his belly. The mouth on his belly frowned, unhappy with the non-dramatic & non-theatrical reaction. “You have nowhere to run to now, Kozõ.” Sukuna reminds, a sinister smile spreading across his features.

“Yes, you have established that, my Lord.” She sighs, not even tears could wash away the sediments of her anxiety anymore. “I should get up, the blood is really making me queasy.” She nods, looking up at him. Small and insignificant in front of the most powerful being in the universe.

Uraume comes in, bowing in front of Sukuna and her. “Greetings, Sukuna sama. Greetings, Y/N san.” They have been ever so supportive, mainly because their lord is glad by it. Even though he doesn’t show it. They understand it, how Sukuna behaves a little more happy when she is happy. “Let me help you with the shower.”

-

The shower is extravagant. It’s as if Sukuna laments for his actions with elaborate rituals like these. There are Epsom bath salts which help for the ache, dried lavender petals and candles around the tub. It would be her safe haven if she had been living a normal life. Unfortunately, this does not help. Not when its her heart that’s aching. Bath salts wouldn’t soothe it.

“You shouldn’t have run away.” Uraume hums, trying to break the suffocating silence. “I know.” She hums, watching how they help exfoliate the grime and the dirt. “Those people… they angered him. They tried to give you refugee.” Uraume adds, pouring some water over her hair. Her eyes close, she forces herself to be mindful. To be present in the moment.

“I know.” She carefully responds the well rehearsed response. Uraume scares her too, they could do may as well anything for Sukuna sama after all.

“A tip…” Uraume mumbles, unsure if the candidness they will present her with would have an appropriate response… “Please don’t create a scene at dinner.”

“Okay.” She nods, unsure at the sudden behavior. It’s not that behaving appropriately would get Sukuna to calm down. She knows Sukuna’s rage knows no bounds and is still simmering. “Either way, it’s not like you’ll suffer because of my shortcomings.” She emphasizes. That bit is partially true… sometimes when Sukuna feels the insurmountable frustration run through the very marrow of his bones… he uses Uraume for it. A limb short from them won’t harm him.

-

The dinner is served on gold plated utensils & plates. The chandelier made with crystals rising up & littering the big hall room with glow. Sukuna has taken over the rich Zen’in estate after coming to power. That’s how he grasped her anyway. Just his silly little human he didn’t want to kill so soon.

There is silence, throughout the table. The small tinkering of spoon against the bowl for eating, from her and her alone is the only sound that is heard. “Had a shower so you don’t reek of betrayal?” Sukuna’s tone is icy, he is still not happy with it. A visible gulp happens from her throat, swallowing all the fear to answer prim & properly. “I just wanted to go out-“

The next moment, the table breaks into two, her bowl breaks, the hot & bubbling chicken soup splayed across the floor, some of it falling on her thighs as she hisses. “Uraume, think she needs another shower.” Sukuna hums, getting away and leaving. Sigh. A life where she isn’t breathing sounds better. She’s whimpering softly in pain, sure to get a second degree burn. Reflexes make her stand up, haphazardly dancing on her silly two feet to prevent the ache.

Sukuna rolls his eyes, frail, disgustingly frail.

-

The next few days are a series of mundane routines & fight or flights. She wakes up, Uraume gets her breakfast, she scurries around the entire estate, reads, pretends she doesn’t remember what Sukuna did to the people who tried to help her. Fails. Trail of thoughts losing and bringing her right back to the sinking feeling in her tummy. Sukuna ripping the begging man in half was… not something she could erase from her memory.

Dinners with Sukuna, lunch with Sukuna. Sleeping with Sukuna. Naked. Sukuna doesn’t care about the word privacy, she is his human toy after all. He feeds her well, for what? Hiding her curves & her body? Sometimes she is able to sleep, curling up in a fetal position as Sukuna’s hard cock nestles between her ass cheeks. Sometimes she is forced to warm his cock to bed. The sheer girth of his cock alone is enough to make her cry at the burn. Pathetic body still getting wet at the administrations. Truly a toy, malleable to her master’s every wish and demand.

Today seems different, she enters the bedroom, watching Sukuna’s annoyed & predatory gaze lingering over. She knows what to do next, ridding herself off the robes and watching him. Predatory, his gaze has never been gentle since they met. “Crawl to me.” Sukuna hums, watching her shudder at the demand. Getting on her hands & knees, naked, she crawls up to him and looks up, a soft pout littered across her lips. Her anxiety has been especially unnerving today. Give up, her body screams to give up. “Your body is the only thing that’s getting you to live those extra breaths, you know?” Sukuna smirks, holding her up and making her settle on the bed. She nods, tears brimming across her cheeks. She cries again, weak sniffles erupting from her. To Sukuna, he finds it amusing. How her breasts jiggle a little with every sniffle and every tense of her shoulder. A small part of him wanting her to stop crying which he would never admit to himself.

“Maybe I will use those tears as lube for your cunt.” Sukuna hums, chuckling. He’s only joking. His observance has told him enough about how his human is doing. Something he would hate to admit, perturbed him. Maybe killing everyone in front of her was not such a good decision.

She has no resistance to Sukuna’s words, he could say whatever & do whatever. She doesn’t doubt the extent this demon could go pure amusement.

In Sukuna’s head, he’s caught in a weird dilemma. In his head, he thinks eventually, this will yield positive results. There would be a time when she would be done with this behavior of hers & accept him for who he is. He has improved— he hasn’t slept with another toy- woman. He hasn’t eaten human meat in front of her. These are things he has deliberately done just to make the estate look a little less haunting, feel a little less prickly…

“Can you please kill me, my Lord?” She begs, and that catches Sukuna off guard. Brows furrowed and jaw tense at the demand. She was always self-preserving… always. This new flavour of her peronality, he isn’t sure he could stomach it. Sukuna has intense control over his facial features, but the mouth in his stomach has a frown.

“Why? Didn’t I tell you, I decide who to kill?” He snarls, gritting his teeth and hand holding her throat. A threat, a simple threat that is supposed to make her realize that her words could have consequences. She just meets Sukuna’s gaze, broken beyond repair.

“Can’t do this ‘nymore.” She mumbled, lip quivering like a child who’s favorite candy’s been yanked off of their hands.

“Getting fucked? You can’t handle getting fucked?” Sukuna’s eye twitches in annoyance, he hasn’t been the worst of himself. He’s fully capable of ripping her womb apart just with the power of his thrusts. This is what he gets? Humans… seriously…

“Everything.” She communicates. “Sorry, Sukuna sama. Can’t really do this anymore.” She mumbles, tears reaching her jaw and coursing through the valley of her breasts. Sukuna’s belly mouth is quick to lap it up, a delirious expression over his face.

“Too bad, we’re going to make sure you can do this till the day you die.” Sukuna is pathetically upset. It’s the rejection… the way she would rather die than take the King of Curses? What a joke…

“Go to bed.” He hums, dismissing her and his hand shoving her to fall against the mattress. A weak whimper of hurt escapes her. Another reminder for Sukuna about just how delicate she is…

Sukuna Ryomen, the King of Curses, the most powerful being in the world, the most dangerous & sinister entity to ever walk this earth, was pouting, was overthinking about how his silly human pet can feel better…

While his silly human pet was losing her mind, crying through the whole night laying next to him. Every sniffle, every jolt of her body, everything feels annoying. Can she stop?

“If you hadn’t run away.” Sukuna continues, voice grim & unforgiving. He hates having to remember her actions. “Those people would be breathing.”

“Yes, my Lord.” Oh damn it! All he means is for you to not run away. “It’s not terrible for you, I’m sure you’re aware.” He adds on, leaning against the headboard.

“Thank you, my Lord.”

Rehearsed, timid, scared…

“What would you rather do if you were free?” Sukuna asks; not one to converse but hey — he wants to know.

That’s when she sinks, there is nothing that she wants to do. “There are some things I wouldn’t do, for example… this.” She signs at her naked body, and Sukuna rolls his eyes. What a pesky, and brave woman. Immediately telling him that she doesn’t want to be around him bare.

“Then let’s start there, if you don’t act grateful about it, then I will take it away from you.” Sukuna declares, watching the light in her eyes flicker just enough to bring a smirk to his face.

“Yes, my Lord.”

[subskz]

CHURCHBOY AU???? I’M REVERTING BACK 🤩 gotta tie in our original role for him into this new, delicious ask.

overhearing that priest’s son hanji is becoming a councilor at the closest church camp for the summer…. well you just happen to also be a councilor there 😼 spending a summer of what should be spreading the gospel to young impressionable, guilt-ridden youth (i spent many summers at church camp, can you tell 😪), by pushing hanji into the lakehouse and jerking him off, whispering the most disgusting things in his ear, all while he bites down on his stupidly plush lips to keep quiet 😖

not even far into the summer having him begging for you to touch him, and giving in just to taunt him!! “you’re in such a holy place and all you can think about is sex? such a perv”

ugh…. i can’t handle this. now i’m gonna be thinking about the churchboy cinematic universe for the rest of the week 💔🔨 -🐾

suddenly it’s summer 2021 again 🙏 i had a feeling the churchboy au resonated w you from the times u brought it up heheh im very grateful u know what you’re talking abt bc im always kinda freestyling it w this au

camp counselor hanji…we are so back 😼 from day one you’ve got his full attention w lingering glances and “accidental” touches that get bolder and bolder the more time you spend together. you dont even have to tease him for long before he’s completely wrapped around your finger, bc poor hannie’s never been flirted w this much in his life and he doesn’t know how to handle it, esp when he’s supposed to be the shining example of purity. he’s like a lovesick puppy immediately, going from the charismatic leader teaching and entertaining the students, to a dumb, stuttering mess around you. but the way he gets so awkward around you, watching you w the most unfairly innocent eyes and the most obvious blush spreading across his face, makes him even more charming to you

getting him alone while everyone else is busy w camp activities and pushing him into the lakehouse ❤️‍🔥 the added risk of someone going looking for you only to find the priest’s son falling apart in the palm of your hand just turns him on more, and the guilt he feels for that is palpable. he thinks he might cum the instant you wrap your hands around him bc he’s wanted this so bad since the first day and he feels his whole body go hot w shame when you make him admit to touching himself to the thought of you every night. and taunting him for being such a hypocrite is the icing on the cake…degrading him for being so filthy in such a holy place and telling him he’s much better fit to be your personal toy than preaching abt religion <3

[ahqkas]

hellooo, good morning to ya too! i hope u had ur breakfast ^^ !! puppy brown eyes are so >>>> your so correct and valid i agree so badly!! ooh u have a rlly nice interest on movies :0, I LOVE THE BLACK SWAN!! youre so right for this ! we actually have a lot more in common than i thought huehehe

i think the entire marauders fandom deserves a shoutout for making them popular and alive as they are now 😭 we have a SPRINKLE of lore from the marauders and they go blast their creativity its amazing i love it!! ooh whos ur favorite marauder? mine is sirius JANDNCNCNDN

the marauders will have a place in my heart argshhsh!! whats ur hcs abt them :0 also should i also start writing?? methinks

anw I hope ur having a good morning! be sure to eat plenty and drink water <33 take care of urself always!! - c: anon

yesss hi !! 😋 you’re actually my best friend at this point we do have a lot in common 😼😼 hmmm my favorite marauder is probably remus && i love to create hcs about young peter bc i strongly believe he was good deep down in his character ,, AND YES PLEASE start writing if u want to !! i think u should !! (then i want to read it pretty please , i’d even read ur shopping list 🙏) i just arrived to school buttt i managed to get some pretty pictures for my ig this morning so i’m really happy 😋

[zukuist]

“cute nickname, say it again”

[hcs]

“you call them by a cute nickname for the first time in your relationship, and this is how they react to it because wow; say it again”

INCLUDES: i. midoriya, h, shinsō, s. todoroki

PART TWO

FANDOM/S: 僕のヘロアカダミアン // boku no hero academia [bnha]

your name is shortened to y/n, gender neutral! reader

ANYTHING TO BE CAUTIOUS ABOUT?: there’s nothing you should be too careful about. it’s pure fluff

SIDE NOTE: okay, this is me trying to be active 💀 i was working on the navigation and masterlists, so i sincerely apologize for the inconsistent upload schedules.

MIDORIYA IZUKU ||

“sweetie, when do you plan on coming over?”

the both of you are SHOCKED to the core.

izuku looks like he’s about to short circuit any moment now. you never called him by any nickname, besides “izuku” and while he didn’t mind, he wasn’t expect you to call him ‘sweetie’ any time sooner

you were thinking of calling izuku by a little affectionate nickname, settling with sweetie, considering the fact that he is one.

but you never actually called him by any. fearing that he’d stammer, and start getting all red and hot in the face, he’d completely malfunction if you did so!

the nickname.. it’s fitting, and definitely cute, sure! but you didn’t want to unsettle him, so you held off with the nicknames.

so basically, this was a complete accident. you didn’t even realize what you’ve called him, until you’re met with silence, and a really pink and speechless izuku

after processing what you’ve called him, you open your mouth to apologize “izuku, i’m sorry if that made you unc—”

your words seem to snap him out of his blushed reverie “uhm..!” he pips up, interrupting you first. “could you.. call me that again?”

“izuku?”

he shakes his head, obviously meaning the other nickname. you still wanted to make sure

“sweetie?”

he nods, it reminds you of a little puppy. “okay, sweetie. i was asking you when you’d come over.”

“oh uhm.. in a second, i’ll be there,” he nods vigorously to affirm his words, and he walks off as if he ran into a poll

“y/n called me sweetie! i can’t believe it! am i dreaming?”

|| SHINSŌ HITOSHI

“pretty boy, i’m gonna go take a nap.”

literally SHOCKS him from any fatigue he was feeling.

was this an energizer? it definitely was an energizer to him

he doesn’t really have a preference with what you call him. you can call him hitoshi, or you could call him by some affectionate name. doesn’t matter. just maybe don’t call him ‘shinsō’ because it gives him terrible flashbacks of the friendzone stage. t’was a dark time in shinsō’s life.

he’s not deaf to what people say about him, negative or positive, and he’s not blind to how some of the girl in his general course class look at him. not that he really pays attention to them as an individual, hitoshi’s just aware with what people say about him, obe way or another.

so, it’s not necessarily news to him, when the term “pretty boy” gets thrown at him. he still doesn’t get it, but hitoshi! you’re quite the looker.

despite that, he ended up getting really flustered when you call him that. it’s almost uncharacteristic of him, but it’s quite entertaining to see the nickname settle in on his face.

his initial reaction; 😳 his second reaction, after it all settled in; 😼

“pretty boy, huh?” he plays it off normally, and you just hope that the purple insomniac can’t tell that your cheeks feel really warm. you don’t want him to inch closer to you, and just feel the heat radiating off your skin.

“shut up, stop acting like you weren’t flustered a second ago.”

he chuckles, resting a hand on his nape, it’s classic of him. “yeah yeah, can’t deny that fact.”

hitoshi steps closer to you, reaching up to squish your cheek in between his forefinger and thumb, “i’ll join you, if you keep calling me that.”

“sure, pretty boy. either way, i think you’d still join me, even if i didn’t call you that.” you smile cheekily, and you’re kinda right. but, it feels incredibly nice being called like that

just maybe.. don’t scream that at him, especially when he’s with friends, let alone kaminari. who knows what they’ll do to him in the friends group chat 😧

and plus, that’d REALLY catch him off guard, and he wouldn’t know what to do for the entire hour 🕴

TODOROKI SHŌTO ||

“lover boy, are you listening?”

normally, he was super attentive with what you had to say, but he was currently too busy staring off into who knows what. well, staring at you would be the more appropriate term for what he was doing

so you were willing to try anything, literally anything to snap him out of his mini daydream.

before you knew it, you called your distracted, heterochromatic boyfriend “lover boy”

a nickname you’ve been wanting to call him for a while, but didn’t know when or how to bring it up. on top of that, you weren’t very sure about his reaction. so, you treked carefully

he’s been called many things. peppermint boy, pretty boy, icy hot, dumb fuck less affectionately, though.

a lot of nicknames that had to do with his physical appearance, and face. shōto’s.. slowly getting used to hearing all of those nicknames, but he never saw any sentiment to it.

nor did he care a lot about it. or did he understand why he was called those things

until now. when it comes from you, shōto wants to hear you say it over and over again, and he’d like to hear the meanings behind said nickname. for once, it blooms something from within.

and he doesn’t know if he could go back to being called ‘todoroki’ like, how you addressed him while you two were simply just pinning friends

eyes widened, he stares at you. “could you.. say that again?”

“i was asking if—”

“no,” he moves himself closer to you, “the.. lover boy thing. what was that about?”

you hum, secretly loving the curiosity that’s evident on his face. “well, you’re my boy, and you’re also the one i love- was that too intense?”

he showcases you that signature small smile, “no. i’d like it if you’d start calling me that more often.” and you can’t find yourself denying, really.

if you call him that in public, it doesn’t really look like he has a reaction. but, you can tell it did a number on him, since the tips of his ears turned redder.

oh, and he probably won’t grant any of your wishes to hang out, unless if you call him by that 😳 i love him

©️zukuist 2021, bnha|mha belongs to horikoshi kohei. do not plagiarize, or reupload.

[starrymothwings]

oc question no. 3 for your sons!!! 😼

hello ma’am always good to see you

#3- What do other people tend to think of them?

Todd:

generally, todd’s known as a pretty decent guy who gets into trouble from time to time. Between his general penchant for mischief and his kleptomania, you’ve got a 25% chance of todd being behind any trouble that pops up. First years tend to love the guy, and he’s got a reputation as a kind of big brother figure for them. Obv azul and the tweels are less than happy with the guy, because he goes out of his way to cause trouble for them, but good luck catching him lmao. He and ruggie get along well

The staff have generally mixed opinions of him, with professors like crewel and trein frustrated that he doesn’t apply himself like he could, and sam being understandably wary whenever he stops by the school store

Von:

Ohhh boy everyone’s got a different opinion of von. Ranges from weird but cute, to kalim 2.0, to dirty forest boy, to fun to bully, to annoying gullible crybaby. Most people fall into category #1 though tbh. Von is weird—boy lived in the wild for a few years before being taken in by a nice old man who didn’t really make much of an attempt to tame the boy—but he’s so nice and such a people pleaser that most people don’t have too much of a problem with him.

Jamil is….not a fan, although I don’t think even he can hate von completely given that the boy will do damn near anything for him and also von praises him?? So much??? So there are moments where I think the vice dorm leader is somewhat fond of him, but every other moment he’s just another troublesome person jamil has to deal with

I’ve already talked about this but vil is just so, so stressed out by the boy. How did you get like this?? Didn’t your parents teach you any manners (no)? oh god you’re so dirty put that bug back where you find it and clean yourself up. you forgot your dorm armband again! Brush your hair!!!!!!! And so on.

Poor baby gets bullied by savanaclaw students so much. Whether they pick on him outright to get a laugh or they misuse his generous nature and purposely lead him into trouble, he can’t really catch a break. Von’s got a general fear of savanaclaw for that very reason

Crewel is also frustrated with von. You call all your students puppy and yet complain when you’re handed a literal puppy of a person?? How does that work exactly, divus? Nah but for real, von is a problem student for crewel especially, even if he understands it’s not on purpose. Von is more or less the main cause for any gray hairs that his alchemy professor gets, and divus goes on full alert whenever he walks into class. It’s well founded, considering that von contributes a great number of alchemy-related infirmary visits, whether he’s the one that was injured or was the cause of it

The rest of the staff has a more favorable opinion. Von may not get the highest test scores and he has trouble sitting still and paying attention, but boy does he work hard. vargas loves the kid lmao

Cadoc:

Mean ass loner nerd. Kinda scary. Very much not a guy you want to run into in an alleyway, but also looks like a weak breeze could push him over. Von’s worst nightmare. Most of the staff are neutral but vargas is so, so unimpressed.

Vladimir:

Very scary. He’s in the same club as malleus where most of the student body is terrified to even look at the guy wrong in fear that he’d curse them, with the added bonus that he looks like he could crush you easily. everyone thinks he has a temper. The braver students aren’t a fan of his condescension. A familiar face for malleus, and the two of them go way back, although both he and lilia think he should be more open-minded as a member of the valley of thorns’ nobility