#adult bnha characters

[andreamoonlight143]

I’d normally think she’ll fit either as a Monster High OC? Or Mandela Catalogue one? Tbh it’s quite confusing that she’s both creepy yet “freaky” at the same time.

[delawaredetroit]

And Izuku's first response to Mirio telling him to be a professional hero trainee and ignore someone who needed saving was to take off his hero mask and reveal his own face again. Izuku was looking at the situation with his eyes unobstructed. Mirio's vision was completely obscured by his visor; his belief in Sir Nighteye's grand plan was so strong that he prioritized that over the people in front of him.

[flying-cat]

I'm stealing a tweet but what are your media literacy check characters

[birinboom]

Kirishima Beats No Nut November

Kirishima Eijirou x AFAB Reader

Word count: 2,852 words

Warnings/tags: Adult characters, AFAB reader (no pronouns used), swearing, established relationship, pet names (babe), vanilla smut

A/N: This is based on a series of asks on @willowser’s blog talking about who would (or more like who wouldn’t) make it through No Nut November.

Also, this is the first smut fic I’ve ever posted so don’t expect great things.

18+ FIC, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Smut specific tags and fic under the cut

Smut specific tags: PWP (porn with some miniscule semblance of a plot), biting/marking, oral sex (fem receiving), vaginal fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex

“You guys want to do the ‘No Nut November’ challenge this year?”

The room fell silent. Eijirou was already excited at the word ‘challenge’. He turned his gaze to Hanta, as did everybody else. Hanta, however, kept his eyes on his phone, scrolling through an article. 

Shouto was the first who spoke. “We can’t eat nuts throughout all of November?”

Next to him, Izuku’s face was so red it almost seemed like he was steaming. “That’s not what it means, Shouto-kun,” he whispered.

His words went unheard as Hanta drowned him out, frowning at Shouto’s question. “Dude, no, it’s talking about not busting a nut.”

“So no cracking our own nuts? Are pre-cracked nuts allowed then?”

A collective sigh swept through the room. 

“You seriously never heard the term ‘busting a nut’ before?” Katsuki drawled. When Shouto shook his head, Katsuki scoffed, mumbling something about Shouto being a sheltered princess.

Denki, however, beamed at Shouto, ready with an explanation. “It’s a euphemism for ejaculation. Y’know, cumming.”

“Ah,” Shouto replied, falling silent once again.

Denki turned back to Hanta. “So no nutting for all of November. Does that mean no masturbation? No sex?”

Hanta shrugged. “I guess you can do both without nutting if you plan on edging yourself all month. But once you nut, you’re out of the challenge.”

“What about wet dreams? Do they count?”

Hanta stayed silent for a moment, looking through the article on his phone. Then he turned his attention back to Denki. “The rules say you get one, then you’re out.”

“Aw, only one?” Denki whined. “If I can’t nut through all November, I don’t think one will be enough.”

Hanta grinned widely at the blonde. “If you don’t make it through, then you can’t participate in ‘Destroy your Dick December’!”

Denki lit up. “What’s that??”

Eijirou stopped paying attention to the conversation, instead focusing on the challenge ahead. No orgasms for 30 days didn’t sound too hard. Surely he had the resolve to get through it. 

“I’m in!” he said, interrupting Hanta and Denki’s discussion about ‘Destroy your Dick December’. 

And once Eijirou was in, hyping everybody else up, the rest of the group decided to partake too.

“You seriously agreed to that?”

Eijirou’s smile started to waver. “C’mon, it’s just one month.”

You rolled your eyes. “Just one month? Ei, you barely make it three days unless you're sick or exhausted from work.”

“I know, babe, but I can do this!” Grabbing you by the waist, he pulled you closer, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours. “At least… as long as you don’t try to seduce me before December.”

You sighed, raising your hands to run your fingers through his hair. “You guys are so stupid. Fine. I won’t make it harder for you, but I’m not participating!”

Eijirou giggled. “I think it’s gonna be plenty hard without your help, babe. But it’ll make it all the more gratifying once I get to fuck you again.”

The first couple of days went by with little effort. Nothing really changed in Eijirou’s life, he spent his free evenings cuddling with you on the couch, he slept with you in his arms, he got ready in the mornings next to you. He could still kiss you without any issue. He was so sure that he had this challenge in the bag.

But as the month progressed, things got more and more difficult. He often found his mind straying from his goal when you were close by, his sanity slowly slipping. The outline of your breasts visible through your clothes, the curve of your ass when you bent forward to pick something off the floor, your shirt riding up and showing your stomach when you stretched. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. Showering with you became torture. He could barely stand being in the bathroom at the same time, the outline of your naked body taunting him. One particularly cold day had your nipples perking, clearly showing through your shirt. Eijirou’s gaze was only torn away when you rubbed your arms, blocking out his view. He needed a cold shower after that. But he was still too stubborn to give up.

Kissing you slowly became painful. Once he passed the middle of the month, he could barely peck you on the lips without feeling his resolve beginning to crack. He began pretending to fall asleep on the couch in the evenings just to have a valid reason to stay away from your shared bed; just to keep his hands away from your soft, sleep-warm skin. He was sure that if he went to sleep next to you, his iron will would crumble come morning when you’d inevitably roll over and throw your arms around him, pressing your body flush against his under the covers. The soft sighs you let out while waking up always turned him on. He yearned to hear them again. But he couldn’t give up. Not yet. 

He was so close; only 12 more days to go.

One night towards the end of November, he came home unexpectedly early. The soft whimpers that reached his ears made him pause. He knew those sounds. They had him throbbing with need already. And he wasn’t sure that he’d be strong enough to resist.

His feet began moving on their own, leading him towards the bedroom. And there you lay among the sheets, underwear discarded to one side, your pussy on full display as you played with your clit with a toy. The custom-made one, he realized with a jolt, a replica of his own cock. And judging from the sheen on it, you’d already been fucking yourself for a while. 

He stood rooted to the spot, unable to look away, hands clenched around either side of the door frame to keep them from moving as his cock throbbed, straining against his pants, begging to be touched. His nostrils flared, your tantalizing scent thick in the air. He swallowed dryly when your moans became louder and more insistent as you neared your climax.

“Fuck-- Ei!” you whimpered as you came, pussy clenching around nothing.

Crack

Eijirou was torn out of his need by the sudden noise. Turning his head, he saw five finger-shaped marks around the door frame where he’d been clenching it hard enough to break the wood.

“Ei!” he heard you say, surprise heavy in your voice. “What are you doing home so early?!”

He turned back to you, jaw clenching with dismay when he saw you drawing your legs up towards your chest, hiding your sex with your crossed ankles. You were grabbling for the sheets with both hands, trying to cover yourself underneath them.

He didn’t want you to feel like you had to hide your nakedness from him. Not now, not ever. But he knew well that his own idiotic stubbornness had been the cause of this.

“I’m sorry,” he forced out between gritted teeth, turning to move back to the living room.

“Ei, wait!” 

He heard you moving after him, stumbling as you pulled the sheets around you. Keeping his back to you, he turned every time you tried to move around him.

“Why are you mad at me, Ei? I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Mad? I’m not--” He let out an exasperated groan, a noise he felt like he’d been holding in for weeks. Sinking onto the couch, he scrubbed at his face. “I’m not mad at you, babe. I’m so fuckin’ frustrated with myself. I should never have agreed to this stupid-ass challenge! I’m so fucking miserable that I can’t touch you without feeling like I’m about to lose it. And then I come home to the best fuckin’ display I’ve ever seen and I CAN’T JOIN BECAUSE OF THIS STUPID CHALLENGE!!” 

Finally, he looked up at you, angry tears brimming at his waterline. “I miss you, babe. ‘S not even the sex as much as the intimacy. I miss kissing you, a-and touching you. I miss sleeping next to you. I miss feeling normal around you.”

You grinned at him. “So you don’t miss the sex? You’re fine with us not banging ever again?”

“Fucking NO I’m not!” Eijirou reached out, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his lap, molding himself around you as much as possible. “Please don’t joke about that,” he whispered against your neck. “I’ve had a stomach ache since, like, November 5th or something from constant blue balls. I want you so bad it feels like I’m about to combust, but I can’t.” 

Pressing a continuous string of kisses to your temple, he apologized, over and over again, for joining No Nut November, and for hurting both you and himself in the process. 

“Never again,” he promised. “I’m never doing such a stupid thing again! I love you so much, babe. I’ll make it up to you come December.”

On the last day of November, Eijirou spent most of the day watching the desk clock in his home office like a hawk. His brain was buzzing with counting down the seconds until midnight. With only half an hour left, he wandered aimlessly into your bedroom, desperate to find something to occupy his mind with. He thought he’d have more time before you finished your bath. But he’d miscalculated. And so he came upon you, fully nude as you searched through your dresser for something to wear for bed.

He broke.

Moving up behind you without fully realizing what he was doing, he let his hands caress your waist, your skin just as soft and warm and supple underneath his fingers as he’d imagined. His lips met your shoulder, and he slowly worked his way up, pausing for a moment to pay extra attention to the junction between your shoulder and neck to nip at your skin, letting his tongue slip over the marks his teeth left behind. One hand moved over your stomach, arm wrapping around you to pull you closer, his other hand moving up to cup your breast, thumb caressing your nipple. The groan you let out had him already teetering on the edge.

“Can’t wait any longer,” he whispered.

You turned in his grip, but as he leaned in to kiss you, you raised one hand, pressing your palm against his mouth to hold him back.

“Ei, wait! You’re so close, you can’t fail now!”

He grinned against your palm. “I don’t plan on failing. But just because I can’t cum until after midnight, doesn’t mean that I can’t make you cum either.”

Lifting one of his own hands, he placed it over yours, pressing it closer to kiss your palm. Then he gently pulled your hand away to kiss your wrist.

“Please, babe,” he mumbled, pressing another kiss to your skin, “I can’t wait to taste you again.”

You watched him silently for a moment, eyes half lidded and mouth open in a pant. Eijirou stuck his tongue out, letting the tip run over the sensitive skin on your wrist. A warm tingle crept up his spine when he felt you shiver.

“Fuck--” you sighed. “Fine, yes!!”

Releasing your wrist, Eijirou brought both hands up to cup your cheeks, kissing you desperately. Pressing his tongue into your mouth, he wound it around yours. Pulling away, he kissed an urgent trail over your jaw and down your neck, only to return to your lips again. 

His hands moved downwards, caressing your waist for a brief moment before they continued down. Breaking the kiss, he grabbed you by the thighs, lifting you enough to allow you to wrap your legs around his hips. He carried you to the bed, crawling over it on his knees until he reached the middle, then gently lowered you, his lips never once leaving your skin.

Frantically pulling his clothes off in as few movements as possible, he returned to you, kissing a trail down between your breasts, pausing for a moment to just inhale the scent of your skin. He couldn’t believe how much he’d missed the feeling of your skin against his own. His teeth caught the skin on the curve of one breast. Pressing his lips to the mark, he then sucked a bruise into your skin.

Moving up, he swirled his tongue around your nipple, relishing in the sight and sound of you writhing beneath him. He wanted to drown in the sounds of your moans, but… not yet.

Flicking the bud with his tongue, he then closed his mouth around it, sucking softly. 

He let his lips slide down your stomach until he hovered over your pussy, the heady scent making him dizzy with need.

“Fuck I missed this!” he groaned, finally lowering his head to swirl his tongue around your clit, slipping two fingers into you. Slowly, he built you up, feeling your fingers tug at his hair, your thighs shaking as you neared your climax. Pushing you over the edge, he relished in how tightly you clenched around his fingers when you came.

“Shit, Ei, that--”

“One more,” he interrupted, nipping at your inner thigh. “Gimme one more, babe!”

Eijirou had no idea how long he spent nestled between your thighs, switching between slowly lapping and sucking on your clit, occasionally dipping down to press his tongue into your pussy. He only resurfaced when you started pulling insistently on his hair. 

“Stop, Ei, please! No more!” you whimpered. 

He licked his lips, savoring the last of your taste before he sat up, shooting a quick glance to the clock on his nightstand. 01:23 December 1st. 

Merry fucking Christmas to me he thought as he lifted your legs onto his shoulders. Pressing a kiss to your ankle, he lined himself up, gently pressing the head of his cock against your opening.

“Ready, babe?”

When you nodded, he began pushing in, forcing himself to go slow. He’d almost forgotten how good you felt, how warm and soft you were, how tightly you gripped him. 

“Dunno how long I can -nnhg!- can hold on, babe,” he groaned, “it feels too good, you’re so good to me!”

He kept babbling praise as he thrust shallowly, already close to his climax. Pausing for a moment to shift his position to be closer to you, he began losing control, thrusting harder, deeper, lost in the sensation of your warm embrace.

“Fuck, babe, I-- I can’t-- Fuck!!”

Hips stuttering, he spilled inside of you, trying his best to not collapse at the relief. His head sank down on the pillow next to yours, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“I love you, babe. I love you so much.”

Winding your arms around his neck, you pulled him closer. “I love you too, Eijirou.”

He relaxed, pressing slow, gentle kisses to any patch of skin he could reach, enjoying the feel of your fingers gliding through his hair, scratching at his scalp.

Post-nut clarity finally lifting the fog in his mind, he realized that he’d undressed so quickly that he still had one sock half on his foot. The realization made him smile into your neck.

You wiggled in his hold, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I didn’t think you’d be able to manage taking it this slow.”

He chucked weakly. “I wanted to savor it.”

Lifting himself off you, he pressed yet another kiss to your lips, muffling your groan as he slid out of you. Then he reached out to grab some tissues from the box on your nightstand and sat up, ready to wipe you down.

But seeing one month’s worth of cum leaking out between your swollen lips had him hard and throbbing again.

He grinned at you. “On your stomach, babe. Ass in the air.”

“Already?” you groaned before complying. 

Eijirou leaned in to kiss your ass cheek before sinking his teeth into it. “‘M not even close to done. I plan on going all night to make up for lost time.”

“None of you made it??”

Eijirou felt warm, hands balling into fists, his cheeks flushing with exasperation. The lack of sleep from the night before was finally starting to bother him. 

“No one, not a single one of you made it through the month??”

His words were met with shrugs, with eyerolls and crossed arms, with averted gazes. The mood was so tense he felt like he could slice through it with his quirk.

“It was too much,” Izuku finally whispered.

“It was stupid, ‘s what it was,” Katsuki added. “Never wanted to do the fuckin’ thing anyway.”

Denki grinned. “But that’s how you failed, Kacchan, you did the fucking-thing anyway.”

“Guys,” Eijirou said, ignoring the smoke rising from Katsuki’s fists, “we were meant to do this together. It was meant to be a challenge!” When no one replied, he added, “Couldn’t you at least have told me that you were out? Then I coulda bailed too instead of suffering from blue balls for thirty fucking days!” As a chorus of mumbled apologies rose into the air, Eijirou thought to himself that he was NEVER doing something like No Nut November again.

Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, reblogs, and asks (on and off anon) are always greatly appreciated! If you like, you can check out my other works here. Love, Em 💖

[ratsbanes]

this is the momo we could have gotten.

SHES SO COOL LOOKING I WANT HER PLSSSS

[number1villainstan]

do you have any headcanons in regards to kai chisaki's bio parents? did he get thrown out or do you think they died. or both. or a secret third thing i haven't considered. /from kainagant

i ABSOLUTELY have chisaki-parent headcanons. content warnings for discussions of child abuse/neglect/abandonment under the cut because chisaki is my favorite character and therefore i can and will put him through hell :)

These headcanons are kind of crack, but I think his bio father was Yaoyorozu's grandfather, the patriarch of the Yaoyorozu clan. His bio mother was the guy's secretary who he had to fire to hide the fact that he had an affair 🫢 She managed to extort a lot of child support/hush money from him, citing the fact that she had to take care of a baby and also the fact that she had his wife's phone number.

...not that any of that money actually went to child support, mind you. She was the type of mother who treated her child as an obligation at best and a show prize at worst--she enrolled baby kai in an expensive all-girls school (he's trans and i will fight you on that) so she could brag to her friends about it, but she would also make him go to school while sick and would only rarely cook any kind of meals for him. he was usually on his own to find or cook food in the house, and when an accident inevitably happened and he broke a dish she'd scream at him like he did it on purpose.

(In all honesty, I think she was the egotistical mean girl type who no one would want to hang out with if she didn't have power over them of some kind. In a modern AU Chisaki would 100% hang out on/gain a lot of comfort from r/raisedbynarcissists, as ableist as that sub can be.)

There are some points in the abuse cycle where she tries to reconcile with him, but of course solely on her terms. Usually she'd try to win him over by spending money on a bunch of new toys, almost always dolls or other "girl toys", instead of doing things like apologizing for screaming, asking him how his day went, or even asking him what toys he'd actually want and buying those. (Sound familiar?)

Of course, it only gets worse when baby Kai starts showing signs of being autistic. She absolutely takes him not looking her in the eye as a personal slight, along with playing with his toys "wrong", not liking certain foods or textures, stimming too loudly, or generally being 'strange'. Because of course she does. And of course, Overhaul isn't very easy to control at such a young age, and she takes *that* personally too--she's absolutely called him cursed and monster because of his Quirk.

But moving on to how he ended up on the street. When Kai's eight, she decides that she's done with her "creepy weirdo daughter" and dumps him at an orphanage. For the next couple years he's going to be running away from orphanages, living on the streets, getting dragged back to orphanages, and so on. There may also be shitty foster homes involved, if the Japanese welfare system is like that at all. He'll realize early on the weirdness of gender (he cuts his hair super short a few weeks after the abandonment, gets asked if he's a boy in a dress or a girl with short hair, and realizes that he could be whatever he wanted) and bounce between presentations during this time, and just so happened to be in boymode when the oyaji found him, which is how he got stuck in boymode for basically ever. But that's a story for another time, and not what you asked about.

Anyways, so, to recap: bio dad is the Yaoyorozu patriarch and Momo's grandad, bio mom is the secretary he had an affair with and also a shitbag (which left Chisaki with massive emotional scars), and I think he got abandoned/kicked out as a little girl.

[autumnmobile12]

"If you're too short to stare down your nose at someone, keep your chin down, your eyes up, and don't blink. It's not as threatening, but it will show you are not afraid." -Mai (probably)

...

In exploring various avenues to go about a Ghost Hunt/My Hero crossover, one of the more entertaining dynamics I think would be the interactions between Mai and Endeavor.

To put it bluntly, there is a strength behind Mai’s character that I don’t think we in the Ghost Hunt fandom give her near enough credit for, and that is the fact that on a fundamental level, Mai is fearless.

As per general anime protagonist behavior, she is almost exactly like Deku when it comes to doing what she perceives to be the right thing.  Reckless, yes, and she is often running headlong into danger, but it’s important to remember Mai has also never been afraid to call anyone out on their bad behavior.

Within minutes of meeting Ayako, she called her out for talking down to her classmate, a classmate she was not even particularly close to.

She often calls out Masako and Naru both for their condescension and attitudes.

Takigawa was physically holding her back from going after the faculty at Rokuryou.

She called out Lin pretty quickly for his bullshit.

And she straight up yells at everyone in the very first case for their bickering and posturing even though she barely knew any of them.

In canon, Mai jumps at ghosts and she is easily unsettled/frightened, but even against Urado, she still has the inherent resolve to think, ‘Okay, you need to go.’

Also recall the fact that she has not hesitated to out Naru twice on minor secrets solely because he pissed her off.  That whole bit in the Labyrinth case where she demands to know why he didn’t tell them the full reason why they were there and he just answers with how ‘some people don’t know when to keep their mouth shut.’  Yeah, he didn’t say that because he didn’t think she could keep the secret.  Homeboy straight up knew she would weaponize that information if given the chance.

For all her compassion and the ‘good girl’ vibes we remember her for, Mai is petty af.

...

This is why I like writing Mai as an adult.  Canonically as a teenager, she’s already formidable in her own way.  As a young adult who’s dealt with Naru and company for a few years and has subsequently gotten used to the constant razzing and sass the whole group brings to the table (and let's be real, nobody in My Hero Academia would be prepared for the full force of SPR's combined sass,) adult Mai would be a force of nature.

So as intimidating as Endeavor is, I legitimately think Mai’s reaction to him would be a resolute,  “I don’t care if he’s three times my size and on fire, nobody speaks that way in my presence and gets away with it.  Hold my purse, hold my beer, time for a verbal ass-whooping.”

And then there’s Yasuhara saying, “Go off, sis,” and filming for posterity.

Speaking of SPR's favorite bespectacled fiend, Yasuhara has definitely hit on everyone in the top ten.

Yasuhara and Mai both have probably ended up in this situation, possibly at the same time and the end result is always the same:

Naru stepping in.

"What exactly is your plan here? Putting them down or harming them are your only two options right now, only one of which is the smart option. Unhand them. You're embarrassing everyone."

...

SPR really be the Animaniacs sibs to every Pro with an ego. Which is, like, 90% of Pros. And villains.

...

But yeah, general cattiness between Mai and Endeavor:

"I didn't see you there, Taniyama. Perhaps your lackluster and unremarkable costume was to blame."

"Not all of us are trying to signal that Gondor calls for aid."

[literarypigeon]

A headcanon that’s very important to me is that Midoriya ends up being 1 cm taller than Bakugou. It doesn’t matter to me exactly how tall they end up. Bakugou could be finished growing at his current canon height, or they could both become absolute trees. Midoriya just has to be 1 cm taller.

Bakugou isn’t actually mad because he’s had character development, but he pretends to be mad on principle (“damn Deku has to one-up me at everything”).

Also, Todoroki is going to be over 6 ft tall. He has a narrower build/more lean muscle compared to Endeavor, but he’s going to be the tallest sibling. I also think he and Natsuo are like the inverse of each other in terms of which parent they look like: Shouto has Rei’s face shape, hair texture, and more of her build, but he has more of Enji’s overall facial features. Natsuo has Enji’s face shape, hair texture, and build, but more of Rei’s facial features.

Shouto generally looks the most like his father out of all the siblings and he still has angst about this.

[tomuratinea]

Neutral/Vigilante/Villain OC’s allowed. No Hero-OC's allowed at this time. Plot-Heavy. Literate/High-Lit. +5 Year time-skip Diverse, LGBT+, friendly, multilingual. Characters: Toga, *Deku, *Bakugo and many other Villains!

ADULTS ONLY 18+ ROLEPLAY; THIS SERVER IS I.D ENFORCED.

ℙ𝕝𝕠𝕥 Takes place after Season 6 (Ch 306/Ep 19-20) TW: Canon-Typical Dark Content.

Five years ago, AllMight was killed in a swath of blue flame and chaos after the Prison break. Deku and others are missing since this altercation; Hawks & Aizawa have gone rogue ever since, leading many to believe they were somehow witnesses to this event or even alleged accomplices. Endeavor came back to help uphold what was left of "civil society" and told the world that it was Dabi who killed AllMight.

۩

Chaos erupted and since the only witnesses to the event had to flee, the remnants of "civil society" took solace in Endeavors strong leadership and sense of established order. The top hero ordered parts of Japan to be walled up, saving rich echelons of society and all those with powerful quirks. His unification of Japan's biggest cities and his guaranteed protection is all that has kept the country in order.

Shigaraki fought off AFO during the chaos of the prison break and managed to pursue his own goals of destruction instead of OFA. However, it was a calculated error that led to him losing some of his acquired quirks due to overuse. For four years, Shigaraki grew closer to his "New League" called "The Posse" or "Villain Posse."

Knowing he'd have to expand and grow to help with his ideals to destroy society as a whole, and the world to follow. As more people, especially those cast out of the sectors, grow disillusioned with the heroes, they have begun to swell The Posse's ranks as they forge their own society, out of the reach of the heroes. Many sides have shifted, many heroes have gone missing… Join us, read more & choose your side here at Villain Posse.

۩ *Heroes cannot be your first character in the Posse; especially when it comes to major characters.

[hanicchy]

finally reached the point in my bnha rewatch where i stopped reading the manga can't wait to learn things i somehow have avoided learning for like. three years.

[boss-the-goofball]

Should....

Should I make a poll involving ships?

Just for the hell of it?

[sockfus]

a tear rolls down my face as i see a bnha post for the first time in a while and it's all might hate

[mariav0]

Imagine a fic where 5 times kiribaku future kid and Katsuki protect Eijiro and 1 time he protects them

(I just love when blond pomeranians appreciate their favorite ray of sunshine (and he adores them back))

P. S. Did you see rorokonaa's future versions of 1a students? I'm obsessed, it's my canon❤️

[straylaughs]

please send me your drawing requests, i need purpose in my life again [big, long sigh]

[davifoxi]

most of the time when an adult self ships with a minor character, they were minors when they joined the fandom, and it's shitty to expect people to stop having a crush on their fictional crush just because THEY grew up but the character didn't

[sani-reverie]

Sending love, fluffy blankets and cookies, hoping that it will help you a bit!

Crossing fingers and interceding to whatever great power out there that your situation improves soon, so you can get back at being happy!!

Try to get breaks, when you can, maybe imaging Kuro lending you a cup of tea to sip from time to time 💗

Take care, crabbo queen, love you! 💖

Lady Steph, you are an angel. If only like granted breaks within the chaos. Why don't we all have some tea and drinks and swap some stories alongside our fellows?

I am currently sick at the moment so sorry if this is wonky. MIC’S ARMS ARE OFF I SCREAM 😂 I’ll draw something else much better later. Do not draw when you are sick.

Much love back to you, my friend. I hope you take some time to step back and breathe. Life's quiet moments are there, if we only choose to see them ;)