#bnha/mha x kny

[ms-kio]

The Ghostly Foxes Aren't Special

Urokodaki & Students X My Hero Academia! 772 Words

Even in his grave, Urokodaki wept. He wept for the children who died under his care, the small ray of hope being his only two living students. "Urokodaki-san?" The man opened his deathly eyes to see a fox mask, one of his own. This one was olive green, fading to white towards the bottom. The bright red nose and mouth were feminine, while the eyes took on a more masculine look, dark lavender in color.

"Ah, you're awake. Don't blame yourself for us, you did what you could. To me, that is the most beautiful thing a human can do." Ah, Kio. He was an interesting character. The boy had always been fascinated with humans and their 'beauty'. Sakonji didn't pretend to understand him, and Kio didn't try to explain. It was fine like that. Kio was wearing his cloud haroi- the same one he gave all his students- as well as a belt for his katana and a long red rope. No matter how many times he asked, Kio would never tell him what it was for.

There was another boy crouching next to Kio, who had white hair with black roots. His mask was completely white, with small red spider lily petals scattered around. The eyes were completely black with red irises, maroon veins branching from the bottoms of the eyes. For the mouth, unlike the others, the teeth were bared and bloody, showcasing the gums.

This was Haise. He was a kind and meek boy most of the time, but his split personality- Kaneki- was brutal, vulgar, and prone to bursts of anger. Urokodaki recalled the boy cracking his fingers frequently, often having to wrap his hands whenever he broke them.

Behind the two boys stood a blonde girl- Kirari- her hair braided into two hoops on her sides. She was a cruel and cunning girl, and magnificent at games and gambling. Reading people came extremely easy to her, as well as manipulation. Sakonji could easily describe her as ambitious, often asking about the other slayers and Hashira, as well as how to climb the ranks. Her mask had a blue nose and mouth, with scattered rose gold spades, hearts, clubs and diamonds across the cheeks. The pupils of the eyes were a spade and a heart, the whites fading from white to gray towards the edges. They had small gold lashes, which would glimmer in the darkness, if Urokodaki recalled correctly.

Behind them were all the other children, including; a blonde boy who always held a notebook, a brunette who loved shopping and using hammers to hit her enemies, a broccoli haired boy who could never seem to keep his bones intact, and a dark blue haired girl with spider stockings and gloves. Sakonji turned to see his four latest disciples: Tanjiro, Giyu, Sabito, and Makomo. And when Urokodaki opened his arms for a hug, all fifty-seven of them rushed in, the silence filling with tears and laughter. "I'm so glad you all forgive me." The teacher said to his students, once everyone calmed down.

Of course, Sensei." Kirari spoke up. "You saved all of us," she gestured to the crowd, "even from ourselves." Haise dipped his head, while Oka fidgeted with her hands.

After a few minutes of casual conversation and the others getting to know Tanjiro and Giyu, they quickly dubbed Tanjiro the 'Sunshine Child' of the 'Cloud Corps'. But soon after that, the fog around them started to lift. The sky opened up to daytime, the sun hanging high above them. "My gosh- don't stare at it!"

: : :

Urokodaki was still reeling at the fact that he was walking on living land, having gone through nearly all of his tea. His students have all decided to sleep in trees, aside from Tanjiro, who couldn't because of his arm. The boy felt terribly guilty, but after some reassurance from his fellow water breathers, he let himself sleep in the house. They felt, out of all of them, Tanjiro deserved it the most, especially after all the shit he went through. Though, Tanjiro insisted on helping whenever he could. Whether that be making Urokodakis tea, or weaving hammocks for the others.

Everyone else was out training with Giyu, warming up for their excursion to the modern-looking city about twenty miles out. The mask maker and his students had all figured out that they had traveled through time, the question to answer now was: 'why?'

~ ~ ~

Hizashi Yamada was on his evening patrol, when he noticed something. There were eyes on him. He couldn't spot who was watching him, but the presence was unnerving. like a hunter stalking its prey.

[imagxnin]

jealous! men . . . who will pound their big n' fat dick inside of you at an inhumane speed all while recording.

"fuckin' love this pussy . . makin' me jealous, hm ?"

he would say while pounding his girthy length in and out of your pussy, one of his hands holding his phone as he recorded all of this, planning of sending this to the man who even dared to interact with you . . .

"nghhh . . . s-slow down-- ah!"

the sentence alone made him go faster than before, squeals and moans escape your mouth, the pleasure overwhelmed your body oh-so greatly, your body felt so overstimulated and weak compared to your boyfriend . . . :(

even when you pleaded him to stop because your pussy was aching, he knew it felt good, so he didn't stop for one second, even through orgasm. he just loves you so damn much he would bully his dick inside of you all day if you wanted, even if your body couldn't take it . . .

GOJO, SUKUNA, TOJI, SUGURU, DABI, HAWKS, AIZAWA, SANEMI, KOKUSHIBO, KIBUTSUJI, ANY OF YOUR FAVS . . .

[chaepink]

I have a small question! Can we get some time whenever you are up for it, Maybe some more of the Yan!sub boys? c:

pathetic sub!yandere boys ♡ pt. 2

pathetic yet adorable yandere boys that are so obsessed with you that they'll do anything you ask them to do.

wc: 1k+ words | masterlist | part one

dom!reader, previous stalking, unhealthy relationship, pet play, bondage, use of blindfold, mention of strap/cock, mention of choking, mention of marking

note: part two cause part one did so well!

Yandere subs that are so obsessed with you that they'll do anything you ask, sexual or not. Ask them for some homework answers? They'll steal the answer sheet for the week's homework for you from the teacher's desk undetected. You've been craving certain snacks and tell them that? Weird enough, you find a pile of those snacks on your bed the next day with a note that has a heart on it that lets you know exactly who it's from.

But in bed? That's a whole different story. Believe me when I say that they want to feel weak and small underneath you in bed. Choke them, spank them, edge or overstimulate them, and they'll babble out 'thank you's to whatever pleasure you're giving them. Such a good boy that just wants to be obedient for you.

Tell them to sit? They'll sit mere seconds later, looking up at you for your next command. Tell them to make you feel good? They'll make you cum as if their life depends on it. You're gonna have to yank their hair so that they don't overstimulate you, making them whimper at the pain as they look up at you with sad puppy eyes, asking you what they did wrong.

They're so desperate to please you that they'll hack into your phone to search your search/porn history for stuff that you want to do to them but haven't asked yet. It's not like you haven't caught them doing so either.

You like pet play? You find them in your room with nothing but a collar around their neck, a leash that's connected to said collar on the floor in front of you as if its beckoning you to grab it, a pair of cat/bunny/dog ears on their head that looks so real that its as if they're actually connected to his head, and- oh? whats that buzzing? Turns out that they put in a tail vibrator in themself too! what a surprise! How about you call them a good boy and fuck him until he can't think anymore as a reward? Watch as he mewls like a slut when you take out the vibrator before pushing it back in him.

What about bondage? Well you'll find them tied up oh so prettily on your bed with some red rope that compliments their skin so well. They'll already be prepped, of course, not wanting to waste time on it so that you'll fuck them quicker. Maybe they'll even have a blindfold on which will heighten his other senses. So how about you touch him all over so that he begs for you to just fuck him already. Don't listen to him though, just continue teasing him until he's soaked the blindfold with his tears and as his dick leaks out pre-cum, desperately humping the air to seek any friction. what a slut!

Turn them into such a mess that all they can think about is the way your strap/dick is hitting all the right spots in him as they lay there taking it all so well. Make him scream out in pleasure, the sounds filling the room which would surely end with an angry complaint from your neighbors complaining about the noises the following day. But he doesn't 't care, why would they when you're fucking him so well?

They're so horny that they're willing to tease you in public just so you would punish them. With some friends and he tagged along? He'll innocently grab your hand to place it on the bulge in his pants, making you widen your eyes and glare at him before he reaches forward to grab something. This makes his shirt ride up which just barely shows the pair of lace panties he's wearing underneath that are peeking out from his pants. How about you drag him to the bathroom and finger him until he cums, a hand on his mouth to silence his loud moans, hm?

About to leave the house to go somewhere with a friend? He'll say goodbye to you wearing the sluttiest outfit right when you're about to exit the door, his ass practically out and dick bulging against the fabric. You can't resist how good they look so you quickly text your friend that you have to cancel and to meet up another time before shaking off your belongings and rushing towards him with hunger in your eyes. Sure you feel bad for your friend but thats the last thing on your mind, the outfit on your yandere being the only thing that you're thinking about at the moment. The way you're looking at him makes them feel so small as if they're the prey and you're the predator but oh do they love it so much.

You know their antics are just to rile you up but you can't ignore them, not when you want to make them scream your name so bad and make them cry from pleasure. It's not your fault, really.

It's not like they're complaining either. They'll gladly get on all fours and present their lubed up ass to you the moment you tell them to. They'll turn their head back to look at you with eyes that absolutely begs you to ruin them. They're just a mere toy for you to use for your own pleasure after all.

Do whatever to them, they'll take it all like a good boy. Leave marks on him so that he can be reminded of the previous night, filthy thoughts flooding his head as he gets hard again. He'll stare at them in the mirror, heading tilting up to look at the small bruise around his neck from your choking. The red mark on his waist is obvious, reminding him of just how hard you gripped it to fuck him even deeper and faster.

Everything you do just makes them even more obsessed with you but you don't mind. After all, you're just as obsessed with them as they are with you.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

╰┈➤ masterlist | rules

[berristreasuredlibrary]

Big beefy men...sighhhh

MDNI: smut ahead (18+), not proofread, I wanted to write something and this was the best I could do :(

Big beefy men who take up the entirety of doorframes, who have to lower their heads to walk into your home. Big beefy men whose muscles strain against their clothes, their biceps stretching the material of their sleeves, their thighs being shown off in their pants.

Big muscles just begging to be set free, thick, and defined by years of use. So big that both your hands just barely enclose around their forearm, much less their bicep. Big beefy men who let you hand from said biceps whenever they flex, strong enough to lift you off the ground with ease, hardly breaking a sweat as they grin down at you, proud of how easily they can carry you around. How simple it is to maneuver you this way and that.

They love showing off for you, picking up heavy things, taking the groceries inside for you - big hands able to carry multiple bags at once - grabbing things up on high shelves for you, and so much more. He loves hearing you coo at him, telling him how big and strong he is, adoration dancing across your pretty eyes, his own shining with pride and his cheeks tinged a light pink.

Big beefy men who adore holding you, molding your softer body to his harder one, a strong arm wrapped around your middle, keeping you pressed close to him. His free hand tangled in your hair, fingers combing through the strands slowly, nails scratching your scalp lightly as he watches your eyes flutter, fighting off your sleepiness.

Big beefy men who adore being held by you just as much, if not more. Their faces pressed into your chest, one of your legs hooked over him, keeping him close as your fingers toy with his hair or trace shapes upon his broad back. His arms are wrapped around your waist, face buried into your chest, occasionally trailing ticklish kisses from one side to the other.

They adore being wrapped in your embrace, the size difference making their minds hazy with want, feeling how much smaller you were compared to them. It made their brain go fuzzy, scenarios flashing through their mind, images of you being pinned beneath them, struggling and squirming when the angry tip of his cock nudges through your soaked folds, rutting against your clit like a wild animal in heat.

It was only logical that he fulfill his fantasies, he knows you wouldn't deny him, especially if he spoke so softly towards you. If he tugged on your shirt and pouted up at you, batting his lashes and rubbing his nose against your chest and throat, like a puppy begging for attention. He mouths at your pulse point, licking and sucking different-sized marks across your skin, his hands pushing up your shirt to expose more of your softness to him.

When your fingers tangle in his hair, he merely groans as he latches onto a nipple, licking and sucking harshly while his fingers toy with the other, pinching and rolling it as his free hand travels south. When his hand reaches your panties, he tugs them down your legs, bunching the fabric in his hands before he pushes the ruined garment into your mouth, listening to you whine and feeling you squirm against him.

His mouth leaves your nipple briefly, pressing a kiss to the bud before he latches onto the other, giving it the same treatment as its twin, his hands pushing apart your legs, holding them down against the bed as he shifts onto his knees. Sitting upright, he stares down at you, eyes full of the same adoration you have for him, his gaze flickering between your marked neck, your pretty nipples, and your drooling pussy.

He can't help himself, not when you look absolutely ravishing spread out for him like this. So, he dips down, pushing his hips into the mattress for relief, and pushes his tongue between your folds, dragging his tongue from your fluttering hole to your throbbing clit. Licking up your slick, he groans into your pussy, muttering something about how sweet you are before he's burying his face into your cunt, arms locking around your thighs to pull you flush against his mouth.

He's messy, uncaring about how your slick and his drool drips down his chin, the only thought bouncing around his head is you - how good your skin feels against his hands, how fucking delicious you taste, how pretty your muffled moans sound. His cock throbs, it aches when he glances up at you, eyes locking on your expression, watching your eyes flutter and your chest heave. When your fingers tug on his hair, he struggles to swallow down a moan, his fingers digging into your plush thighs, his tongue dipping into your hole, slurping up whatever your pussy drools for him.

When your orgasm crashes over you, your body thrashes against the mattress, your hips pushing back into the plush bed, hands shoving at his head and shoulder, desperate to get away from him; or at least make him ease up from his licking and sucking. Your attempts are futile, however, with the way his arms lock around your thighs, uncaring about his lack of oxygen - even forcing your thighs to close around his head with his big arms, he continues to slurp messily, making out with your gushing pussy until he's finished.

When he does finally pull away, his hands are grabbing your hips to flip you over, forcing your back to arch as he pulls your drenched panties from your mouth. His hands fumble to push his sweats down, hissing through gritted teeth as his cock springs free, swollen and leaking pre from an angry tip. His hands grab the fat of your ass, kneading the plush skin with his big palms, hips canting forward to rub against your pussy, feeling you twitch and whine, still reeling from your powerful orgasm.

When he deems himself slick enough, he grabs the base of his dick with one hand, nudging your entrance with a grunt, his other hand on your hip, keeping you in place as he begins pushing into your sensitive pussy. Listening to you whine and feeling you trying to squirm away from him, he huffs, grabbing you by the crooks of your elbows and pulling you up slightly, fingers digging into your skin as he continues pushing his angry dick into you.

Your whines only grow louder, breathless moans leaving your bitten lips by the deliciously painful stretch, your pussy spasming around his thick cock. His groans and pathetic little moans leave your mind hazy, paired with the familiar burn of being stretched out by your lover, you can hardly think straight. When your hips rock back impatiently, his mind reels, and his hips snap forward, forcing the rest of his dick into your clenching pussy, a shiver running down his spine at the beautiful mewl that leaves your lips.

His hands pull you back to meet each ruthless snap of his strong hips, his nails leaving indents in your skin as your hands clench, your back arching as your head falls forward, your mind a foggy haze of building pleasure. The loud squelching sounds of your pussy rival the loud moans leaving the both of you, the creak of your poor bed, and the headboard hitting the wall with each brutal thrust.

Sweat rolls down his temple as he mouths at your neck and shoulder, biting down when your pussy clamps around him, stifling a ragged moan as his thrusts become increasingly rough. He lets go of your arms, letting you fall forward onto the mattress, big hands grabbing your waist and pushing down, forcing your arch even deeper as his balls smack against your sensitive clit, his knees pushing your thighs apart.

It's animalistic, the way he thrusts into you, like an animal in heat, chasing release with a bruising hold on you. Your poor body jolts against the bed, pitiful moans and whines leaving you as your hands fist the sheets beneath you, the pressure in your lower tummy becoming too much for you to handle. Your babbles only serve to drive him madder, his hips shifting to hit that spot inside your gummy walls, groaning when he feels you tightening around his cock.

He grits his teeth, staring down at your body when he pushes you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you in powerful waves, pussy gushing onto the sheets, your face buried into the pillows, muffling your sobs as your entire body shakes and jolts, thrashing beneath your lover who refuses to let up; absolutely enamored by the sight of you falling apart on his cock.

It doesn't take much longer for his cock to twitch, the familiar sign of his impending release. Pathetic mewls leave your lips, eyes glossy and unfocused as he grits his teeth, leaning over to press onto you, his hands on either side of your head, fisting the sheets as his body keeps you pressed down on the mattress, his hips just rutting into you now.

His head falls forward into the crook of your neck, desperate kisses are pressed to your sweaty skin, his body going rigid as spurts of cum shoot into your poor pussy, his hips simply grinding into your ass now, drawn-out moans muffled into your neck, his knuckles going white with the grip he has on the sheets, veins visible along his forearms and hands as his hips finally still, the last spurts of cum painting your gummy walls.

Panting fills the room, both yours and his, your legs trembling and your body twitching through the aftershocks of such violent orgasms. Tender kisses are pressed to your sweaty temple and messy hair, his hands smoothing over your waist and hips, murmuring about how good you were to him as he slowly withdrawals from your addicting pussy. His eyes are immediately drawn to your cunt, his mouth falling open to let out a sinful groan as he watches his cum slowly spill from your spent pussy.

The sight alone has his dick stirring to life once more, greedy hands turning you over, shoving a pillow under your hips to aide you, despite your weak protests, his hands already grabbing your legs to put over his broad shoulders, apologies leaving his lips as he glides his angry tip through your folds once more.

Big beefy men who are insatiable animals when it comes to you.

KNY: Kyojuro, Sanemi...

JJK: Gojo, Geto...

AOT: Jean, Armin...

MHA: Keigo...

COD: Konig, Soap (Johnny)

+ more

[kleftiko]

❦ HOW MANY KIDS DOES HE WANT

cw: none, this is fluff

i add to this intermittently :)

♡ a million. he wants a whole army of little ones running around. he has an endless list of names picked out and he just can’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.

— HAWKS (mha), gojo, yuji, CHOSO (jjk), kuroo, bokuto, ATSUMU (hq), kiyoshi, kise (knb), julius, yami (bc), rengoku, akaza (kny),

♡ 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 they’ll be with you right by his side. doesn’t even care if they’re biological.

— fatgum (mha), megumi (jjk), KITA, daichi (hq), akashi, kuroko (knb), nozel, fuegoleon (bc)

♡ doesn’t matter to him. it’s entirely up to you, it’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.

— aizawa (mha), LEVI (aot), nanami (jjk), sakusa, iwaizumi, kageyama (hq), kagami, murasakibara (knb), william (bc), giyuu (kny), kakashi

♡ get those things away from him. will hiss at them. doesn’t have a way with kids, it’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.

— SHIGARAKI, dabi (mha), sukuna (jjk), tsukishima (hq), aomine, midorima (knb), sanemi, obanai (kny)

[pastelclovds]

thinking about getting the most despicable, diabolical, therapy needing man pregnant.

the burdens of being the strongest being can be so exhausting. he almost wants to quit and settle down with someone who he can trust with his life. but he’s gone through too much and has accomplished so many things to get to where he is. he’s close to abandoning that dream altogether. that is… until he met you.

you were equally as ruthless and powerful. you willingly gave your all to protect him and stumble his enemies. you grew closer to him on a personal level, and soon enough he saw you as worthy enough for his love and to bear your child.

you hissed in both pain and pleasure when he scraped his finger nails against your back as you continued to pound into his used cunt. your mixed releases from previous rounds spilling out against his inner thighs every time you thrusted inside his warm tight walls. his moans raised in pitch every time the tip of your cock hit his special spot.

he begs for you to make him pregnant and to stay with him forever. his arms tighten around your shoulders when you swear that you would stay loyal to him and give him as many children as he wants. you didn’t expect your promises to make him gush slick. you pick up the pace when he cries out that he’s close. you aim to hit directly at his sweet spot harshly, you didn’t think he’d get any louder.

your breathing became harsh when you felt your lower abdomen grow hot, signaling that your orgasm was near. you muffle your moan by biting into your lover’s neck as you bottomed out. filling his overstuffed pussy to the brim, to the point where it started squirting out and dripping down your thighs and his ass.

his thighs that remained wrapped around your waist tighten to an almost dead grip, as if he was afraid of you suddenly pulling out. as if you’d ever do that. your cock remained buried inside his loose cunt until you’ve gotten flaccid. plugging him up with your hot seed. you thought he was finished until he suddenly flipped you onto your back and started furiously bouncing on your hardening cock.

he was determined to milk you dry until you gave him what he always dreamed of. you didn’t complain though, he looked attractive on top of you.

“not enough. i need more. i want your baby.” the way he spoke with unwavering determination would’ve scared anyone. thankfully you always wore red tinted glasses.

arlong, makarov, kenjaku, sukuna, homelander, shigaraki, dabi, muzan, dio, ur fav characters <3

[minbells]

Men who are a little bit dumb (it’s cute though), but who would do anything for you. He can’t remember any important dates, never really performed well academically, and naivety is his second name — but he is a lover.

You always have to remind him of appointments (which can be a struggle in itself since sometimes you barely remember your own). You don’t have enough fingers and toes to count the number of times he planned a date with you only for you to gently remind him of the dentist appointment he had that same day (so many dinner reservations and concert tickets gone to waste). He always makes it up to you with an extra date the next week, lots of kisses and chocolate as a token of his appreciation for putting up with his tendency to let those kind of things slip from his mind. You don’t mind his forgetfulness though since it’s so obvious how much he loves you. In a sea of forgotten dates and appointments, he never fails to remember your birthday, important events in your career, and your anniversary. He even circles the dates in glittery red on your shared calendar, which makes you feel a little bit special.

He buys you flowers every week — or picks whatever he can find in the wild, flowers are expensive after all — he defends your honour like his life depends on it, looks at you like you hung the moon and stars, and he always takes pictures of you. He’s your number one fan and hype man. He might be a little bit of an airhead, but he knows how to treat you right and he’s far from clueless when it comes to romance.

For instance, kisses and hugs. He is a huge cuddle bug, and you’re on the receiving hand of about thirty kisses every day he spends with you; on your cheek, your forehead, your hand, your neck, your lips, there’s really no stopping him. He’s the type to make you meaningful playlists with love songs that reminds him of your relationship, buy your favourite candy and win plushies for you at the local amusement park. Movie marathons are also a go-to date-night for him. He’s the best workout buddy too, full of praise and admiration for you, hearts in his eyes. He’s all muscles and not much brain, but his heart is so pure that you couldn’t care less (plus he’s so buff, like what’s with this gorgeous man).

itadori yuuji, kaminari denki, kirishima eijiro, bokuto kotaro, connie springer, reiner braun, denji, shinazugawa genya, + all your favs.

[luviisabella]

Milf!Reader who gets baby fever easily and can’t help but think about “just one more” to love.

Milf!Reader who’s body has changed, her breasts larger, hips a little wider, and a curvier figure.

Milf!Reader who’s always thinking of fun baking ideas so her husband comes home from work to the kitchen a mess as he walks over with a smile to see the beautiful sweets his wife and kid(s) made.

Milf!Reader who’s always singing to her kid(s) to put them to sleep, her husband secretly watching from the kids room as she hums them a lullaby.

“Just one more huh..?”

“Come on, you can take it. Thought this was what you wanted?” His large hands pressed slightly against your lower back to keep your arch. You had a pillow in your grip, muffling some of your screams and whines as he relentlessly pounded you from behind. Fuck.

Is this because he overheard you on the phone saying you thought about another kid? Well if this was the result you would’ve said it to his face a lot sooner-

He pressed you down, your stomach now flat against the bed as he keeps a steady pace, his hands on both your sides as he leans down to your ear.

“Gonna take good care of you baby” His right hand comes to hold your hip, you could only respond in broken cries. No matter how many times you guys do it he always stretches you out and he loves it. “My pretty girl.”

He places a soft kiss to your cheek and then your forehead as he leans over you a little, he was over you so you couldn’t see the smirk plastered on his face at the sight of you melting under him like this.

“Just one more, yeah?”

|| Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Kento Nanami, Choso Kamo, Levi Ackerman, Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Hak, Lauxus Dreyar, Gray Fullbuster, Sting Eucliffe, Katsuki Bakugou, Izuku Midoriya, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Shota Aizawa, Hawks, Tsukauchi, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Obanai Iguro and any characters you think fit luv. ||

[queer-obsession]

You watch him finishing washing the dishes while you sit at the counter. It's quiet, but not like the uncomfortable quiet of a few hours ago after you two fought. You had had dinner and talked it over, smoothing things out. Typically, your communication is pretty good so your fights rarely last more than a few hours. "You don't yell," You say out loud before you can stop yourself. That was supposed to be an inner thought, but oh well.

He pauses for a moment before going back to drying off the dishes. "There's no reason to. It's unnecessary," He responds like it's the most simple thing in the world. "It's not like you yell either," He adds as he opens the cabinet to put the dishes away.

You blink for a moment as you watch his back. "I've yelled at you before," You reply, though ashamed to admit it.

He shakes his head and sighs. "Not since we first started dating and I learned quickly you only yell when you feel cornered or challenged," He tells you as the plates slide into their proper spot. "If I don't escalate then you don't either." He speaks as if analyzing you is the simplest thing he's ever done.

You don't know how to respond to that or the fact that he knows you so well. So, you simply sit there, at the island, as he puts away the last of the dishes before he closes the cabinet and turns to you. "It's kinda weird though," You say before you can stop yourself. "That you rarely raise your voice."

He simply raises an eyebrow as he sets the dish towel on the counter. "It's not weird. What's weird is when you scream at your partner thinking it will solve anything," He replies calmly as he walks over to the island and sets his elbows on it. "It's loud, counterproductive, unnecessary, and just prolongs everything. I have no need to do it." The way he says it makes it seem like common sense and it is, but sometimes it's hard to remember that.

You trace your finger across the island before reaching for his hand across from you. "I don't either," You whisper as you lace your fingers. He nods and squeezes your hand in response and just like that, everything feels so easy and so right.

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AIZAWA, Todoroki, Kirishima, IZUKU, Shinsou (mha), AKAASHI, Kenma, KITA, Ushijima, IWAIZUMI (hq), NANAMI (jjk), Erwin, Armin (aot), GIYUU, OBANAI, GYOMEI, RENGOKU (kny), and your favorites <3

[itznothingreally]

Imagine dying and getting isekai'd to your favorite character's world. You two become friends, fall in love, and then, all of a sudden, their world realizes an error, and you get killed off on your first anniversary with him. Then you wake up in your old body, realizing that you never died and that you survived but were comatose.

Everything that happened was merely a dream, a mirage of what you desire. Unbeknownst to you everything is real for them, your death is real for them. You lie there on the cold concrete, blood pooling underneath you. They rush over to you and caress your face gently as they call out your name desperately. They can't wrap their head around the fact that you were no longer here, one moment you were there smiling at them and the next, you were gone.

You sat on your hospital bed, clueless of the devastation you've left behind. Your dream was beautiful yet painful in the end. As days passed, you slowly forgot the dream and gradually recovered from your injuries, continuing on with your life.

What a tragic ending to your beautiful love story that you no longer remember.

[beautifulsenpai]

random horny thought:

men that are shy tops who had never felt pleasure before until they met you, and are loud in bed when you both fuck in bed. they’ll be overcome in pleasure that when they talk during sex, it’ll be sweet or hot like “you feel so good!”, or it’ll be a lot of “oh fuck!”, or “oh god!”. they’ll be overwhelmed by how hot you look when you’re riding them, it makes their cock throb, and they’ll look at you with the sweetest look with pleasure in their eyes.

men that’ll be overwhelmed with pleasure just watching you moan so sweet, bouncing on their cock, and telling them how much you love them, or how good they make you feel, you’ll do it on purpose just to see their stupid lovestruck face. they’ll say your name when you make them feel good. you hold their head with your hands and stare at him because he’s so pretty, causing you to bounce faster and harder on their cock until they unload all of their cum inside of you.

izuku midoriya, tamaki amajiki, zenitsu agatsuma, aizetsu, jonathan joestar, josuke higashikata, choso, armin arlert, shun kaido, koing, etc..

[ms-kio]

Electric Slayer: Pikachu With A Big Knife

Denki Kaminari X Demon Slayer! 1308 Words

Pre- timeskip:

Ever since Denki got his quirk, he has had strange dreams. Or rather, one singular dream that kept repeating night after night. The dream always happened on a plane of water stretching further than the eye could see(like Tanjiros dream), with stars above and reflecting below him. The person there, a man, was always sitting in the same position, like he was meditating. He had straight black hair that barely reached his shoulders, and a white kimono. Until he was five, Denki quietly watched the man, who never seemed to notice him. On his fifth birthday, was when Denki decided to approach the man and talk to him. The boy could tell the ravenette was blind, due to the facial scarring and the electrical current that was blocked in his brain (I know this ain't how brains work, but bear with me here). Even in his dream body, Denki was still covered in wounds. His homelife wasn't the best. But even so, the boy wanted the man to see this beautiful place.

~ ~ ~

Kagaya Ubuyashiki was meditating, in a trance-like state, when he heard a small voice. 'H-hello?' The voice wasn't spoken in the physical world, Kagaya could tell. Rather, in his head. It sounded like a young boy, and slightly raspy. As if he had been screaming. 'Hello there. And who may you be?' Kagaya responded, in his mind. 'Denki Kaminari.' the young voice replied softly. 'Who are you?' 'Kagaya Ubuyashiki.' The corps master answered, then continued. 'What brings you here?' He asked. There was a pause before the boy spoke again. 'In this mental plane, you are on glass like water. There are bright stars everywhere, further than the eye can see. I-I want to let you look at it.' Kagaya hid his surprise, smiling. 'I would love that.' There was another pause and Kagaya felt a small palm on his forehead, channeling a warm current through his head. Little by little, Kagya began to see his surroundings. The boy's description was accurate, it was a beautiful place, stars surrounding his vision. The man then focused on the boy in front of him- Denki. Kagaya could immediately tell the boy was in bad straits. He was dressed in old, well worn clothes and dirty bandages, scars and dried blood littering his body and clothes. His hair and eyes also stood out. They were bright yellow with black lowlights, his locks spiked and messy.

The duo talked for a while, Denki easily warming up to Kagaya. The corps master could easily tell how affection starved this boy was, and silently vowed to help him whenever possible. Per Kagayas request, Denki talked about his world and its differences, with quirks, hero schools, technology, and so on. Kagaya also described his own world, which was a lot easier, seeing as all he had to do was explain that he lived in the Taisho Period and describe demons. Much to the duos disappointment, Kagaya soon had to pull out of his meditation, sighing slightly as his blindness returned.

: : :

As the years passed, Denki and Kagaya met through dreams and meditation. More often than any child should, Denki came with tears and fresh wounds. Kagaya could tell Denki viewed him as a father figure or close uncle, and Kagaya had come to see the boy as one of his own. Though, sadly, they both knew they would never be able to see each other in the flesh

~ Timeskip ~

It was a normal day at U.A. for Denki. His quirk was hurting, it was hard to focus, and he was waiting for battle training so he could let it flow at a steady pace. As he was writing on a piece of paper for class, Denki suddenly felt a demon grasp his throat. 'Shit.' He thought, flipping over the paper and writing frantically: 'A hand just wrapped around my throat. You may not be able to see it, but it's there. It will either kill me or pull me in. I know who this is, but trying to explain would be useless. Give this note to Aizawa and make sure no one tries to take the hand off. It will kill me if someone does. If anyone has dreams of a blind man who seems real, have them ask him where I am. They might be able to answer. There's a strong possibility you'll never be able to see me again, so this might be goodbye.' Denki passed the note to Mina, who quickly looked over to him, a worried look on her face. Her eyes widened as she saw the hand on his throat, tightly gripping the fragile area. Denki put a finger over his lips and pointed to Aizawa, who was sleeping on the floor at the front of the room. No one else noticed, all focused on their own papers, Mina walking shakily to the front of the room.

~ ~ ~

Shota woke up to someone shaking his shoulder, cracking his eye open to see Mina with a panicked look on her face. He was about to ask what was wrong, but Mina put a shaky finger over her lips, handing him a note and pointing to Denki. Aizawa quickly read the note, and his head snapped to the electric blonde, only quick enough to see a sad smile on the boy's face, before he was being pulled away. Aizawa dashed over to Kaminaris desk, shouting in frustration and slamming the surface when he was too late. He knew the attempt was futile from the beginning, but this just made it hurt more. "A-Aizawa-sensei! What happened? Wheres Kaminari-kun?" Midoriya asked. Aizawa gritted his teeth, seething. "Kaminari was abducted by villians."

~ ~ ~

"Blood Demon Art: Leverage." The demon said, his hand passing through a small void. And just as Kyojuro was about to attack, the demon spoke. "I just grabbed the neck on an innocent civilian. If you try to kill me, he'll die! If you stay still, I'll tell you a bit about him." The Flame Hashira was forced to obey. "This boy I have in my grasp is important to your master. I personally have no idea who he is, and I don't know why or how. But," the demon pulled his arm back, bringing an electric blonde through the vortex, who looked like he was wearing a school uniform, "the boy'll get it if you don't let me go!" Suddenly, before demon or slayer could make another move, the boy let off a blast of electricity, turning the demon to ash and accidentally knocking out the Hashira.

~ ~ ~

Denki blinked. Then blinked again. Wut? Yeah, he coulda died, but this entire situation was a little too crazy to process at the moment. The demon was fading to ash behind him, and the swordsman was passed out in front of him. He had red and yellow hair, and some fine lashes. Okay. The boy glanced around, soon spotting a crow, who was staring at him. Kaminari waved at it, hoping it was a Kasugai Crow, and thank heavens it was. It perched on his shoulder, walking out to his forearm when he extended it. “Can you go get someone to help? I’ll wait here.” The bird was quiet, but flew off his arm once Kaminari was done, presumably to go do what he asked.

: : :

Once the crow was out of sight, the situation began to dawn on the boy, his throat starting to close up. ‘What do I do now?’ He thought as his knees gave out, thumping painfully on the dirt beneath him. Denki grabbed his arms, straining to stay quiet. Old habits die hard. ‘The demon is dead. How will I get back?’ The electricity-users head started to pound, his vision blurring from tears and stress. ‘Where will I go? Aizawa-sensei. Ubuyashiki-san. How do I fix this?’

[highwehyrat]

He hates it when you respond with emojis only in your texts.

"Words please baby" he texts back as he silently clicks his tongue on the other end of the phone.

Although, he loves it when he has you a babbling brat in bed, incapable of basic sentence construction, just a hot, heaving hoe whining, moaning, groaning and panting for him.

" Your words baby, I can't understand you if you don't use your words." He says as if he's not violently vanquishing the vocabulary stored in your brain with his deep, drool-inducing dick-work.

[deathc-re]

men who like to fuck you so stupid, in the most mind numbing positions, for as long as possible, so that when he's done, he can cum into you and just watch it dribble from your hole as you huff puff on the bed. so spent that you can't even squirm at the uncomfortable feeling. the sight alone is enough to make him hard again but he takes pity on you, seeing how you're already half asleep, body twitching every now and then.

kirishima, dabi, bakugo, gojo, toji, ghost, soap, inosuke, tengen, sanemi, gyomei, jean, erwin, armin and etc etc

[yuki2sksksk]

Them bonding over their tragic siblings.

Izuku accidentally called Tanjirou 'mom' that one time where Tanjirou is cooking and Izuku walks in like " that smells good, mom -- " and he freezes, takes a moment before collapsing on the floor sobbing and then rushes to call his bio mom to say how much he loves her and all.

Luffy watches Tanjirou training his hinokami kagura and the 'fire' illusion movement reminds him of Ace and when he is about to call out Tanjirou's name, he started with " hey, Ac -- " and catches himself in time by bitting his tongue so hard he bleeds a lot.

(Tanjirou worries a lot about them)

(Masterlist)

[illubean]

these guys do that stupid shit that's like "he's mean because he likes you" then when you're fed up and kick his ass for being annoying he falls harder and no I will not be taking any criticism

-Satoru Gojo, Kei Tsukishima, Kentaro "Mad Dog" Kyoutani, Soul Eater Evans, Leorio Paladaknight, Gray Fullbuster, Inosuke Hashibara, dare I say Katsuki Bakugo