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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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beyond words ❧ miya atsumu

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➣ genre: slight NSFW

➣ warnings: very suggestive (especially at the end), mentions of alcohol consumption, one curse word

➣ pairing: miya atsumu x lowhighkey badass!gn!reader

➣ synopsis: nowadays, there were no faces that intrigued you or fit in your standards. with a final attempt, you visit a semi-prestigious club in hopes of finding that someone to satisfy your frustration. you do find that someone, but how will commune with a foreigner?

➣ a/n: this was 100% inspired by love talk by wayv because that shit hot. ok but seriously, the english demo version hits different. i don’t know why but i felt like atsumu would fit this role perfectly. also fuck i might start writing for kuroko no basuke

You walked into the promiscuously lit building, feeling a strange wave of sensuality wash over you. With your hips swaying lightly as you unconsciously strut over to a booth, many eyes fell on your figure. You were able to snatch everyone’s attention onto you, albeit unintentionally.

Sliding onto the leather-padded seats, your friends following suit, you scanned the entire space of the club. Despite the number of people looking at you like you were some grand prize—a diamond in the rough—none had your ideal visage.

“Get me a martini,” you told the young waiter that was conspicuously eyeing you. You paid him no mind, though.

You friends ordered along, cheering and laughing as they ordered absurd drinks.

“Find a target yet?” Your male friend sitting beside you, smirking at the dissatisfied look on your face.

“Obviously not,” you scoffed, arrogantly. Placing your chin on your knuckles, you glared up, “I’m starting to think this establishment isn’t as impressive as it’s said to be.”

The male let out a loud, hearty chuckle, “Or your standards are just too high.”

Turning your head to glare at your friend, you noticed a blonde man walking into the room with a ginger and a spike-haired male. Then, a ravenette came in last, a mask covering his scowled face as he flinched away from sweaty bodies.

A grin grew on your face.

“What? Did you find someone that peaks your interest?” A feminine voice asked from across the table.

Your friends didn’t need your affirmation to know that you had found a target, or even targets.

Before you got up to approach the group of three tall males and one average height male, you downed the cool martini on the table ahead of you, sighing in satisfaction as the cool liquid streamed down your throat.

As you stood up, walking out of the booth, you were able to capture the attention of the people in the club, once more. Although it was flattering, you couldn’t care less. You knew what you wanted, and you were going to get it.

You weren’t the only one with eyes on you. The group of males you were making way to were also seizing the attention of all—males, females, and non-binary people.

If that doesn’t peak your interest, you don’t know if anything else could.

You liked going after things, or people, that everyone else wanted. You liked it because you always got what you wanted. Whether you played naughty or nice, you’d eventually get what everyone else had so yearned for, and their attention would begin to focus on you. Indeed, there was still a group of people that despised and envied you, but there was also a majority where everyone aspired to be like you, or at least get acquainted with you. The people around you say it’s an honor being able to even be in your presence.

Maybe the consistent flattery had egged on your ego too much, but that didn’t matter you. Besides, what people were saying about you was all truth.

Allowing yourself into the booth, you sat beside the two-toned hair male. He fell silent, shock settling in his body.

“Hey, fellas,” you smirked at them before casually calling over a waiter.

The ginger leaned over, whispering to the ravenette as he grunted in response. The blonde male was grinning at you, eyes twinkling with something you knew perfectly well.

You liked that look. No, you loved that look.

“What are you names? I’m Y/N,” you asked the group, ordering another martini before turning back.

They looked at each other speaking a foreign language, Japanese, before turning back to you.

“We’re from Japan. Our English isn’t that good,” the ravenette spoke. “You don’t need to know who I am, though,” he snapped at you.

You giggled at his attitude, “I like you.”

“I’m Bokuto,” the tense male sat beside you finally spoke up.

“I’m Hinata Shouyou! Nice to meet you,” the short ginger pipped.

“Miya Atsumu,” the blondie sent you a subtle wink.

The waiter placed your cool drink on the table, quickly scrambling away after receiving a glare from Atsumu. Letting the drink slip down your throat, you stepped out of the booth.

“Miya,” the males eyes stayed locked on you, “get over here,” you demanded, hand resting on your hip.

Although he didn’t understand the words coming out of your luscious lips, your body spoke for you. He made his way out of the booth, grabbing your hand and pulling you onto the dance floor.

The both of you started with lightly swaying your hips to the rhythm of the music, your arms wrapped around his neck. You slowly made your way onto pressing the front of your bodies against each other, grinding your hips gently against his. His lips attached themselves to your ear, nibbling at the supple skin.

Detaching his lips, he looked down at you, lifting your chin up to look into your eyes. Your glistening orbs shone with lust, and your lips were wet with anticipation.

Spinning around, you gently ground your hips into his, grabbing his arms to wrap around your waist. Pushing your ass against his hard-on, you moan softly in his ear. You arch your back seductively, turning back to wink at the aroused male.

Not taken aback by your forwardness, Atsumu reached his hand onto your thigh, snaking it towards your inner thigh. With each move you made, his hand sneaked closer to your crotch, though he never made advances to touch you where you had been desperately wanting him.

Annoyed with his teasing, you responded by turning to face him, your hand pushing against his toned core, fingers tracing the lines of his abs. You slowly made your way towards his obvious bulge, fingers lingering on his v-line.

Both sexually frustrated, the two of you smashed your lips together, Atsumu lifting you in his arms, having you wrap your legs around him. Trailing his kisses down to your neck, he sucked the taut skin, leaving trails of his saliva as he moved to different spots of your neck.

Lost in your pleasure, you hadn’t noticed he had carried the both of you over to a private room. He tossed you on the satin-sheeted bed, quietly groaning at the sight of your delicate body laying on the crumpled sheets.

“I might not understand your words, but I love the way your body talks.”

Even though you had not understood what he had said, it sent sparks through your body, flipping a switch within you.

At that moment, your body language transcended words. It didn’t matter if he didn’t know what you were saying; it didn’t matter if you didn’t know what he was saying. Your bodies had already explained everything you wanted.

I can hear it callin’... Loving the way your body talks

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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fUCK i’m sad;;;; my soukoku heart is #breaking

i crave soukoku and then watch edits and then cry,,, like please-

i love talking with ppl so hit me up in my inbox uwu

#soukoku #double black

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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a turned spirit ❧ bakugou katsuki / ground zero

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➣ genre: angst

➣ warnings: villian!baku, unrequited love

➣ request: bakugou Is fighting the reader and the reader Kiss him to distract him to escape ( Sidenote have you ever watch Jennifers body

➣ a/n: hi, anon! unfortunately, i’ve never watched jennifer’s body but i have seen a few scenes before. if your request is correlated to the movie, i’m so sorry if the fic doesn’t turn out the way you want :((( also! since bakubro’s birthday is today (in the us), i decided to write a fic for him and so i saw this request! i tried to post it yesterday, but i got occupied with homework :/// if the center of the fic sounds like word spew, it probably is because it spaced out in the middle of writing it lmao. i promise i will work on the other requests waiting in my inbox, i just need time. thank you and enjoy!!!

Sirens were going off throughout the city; dark clouds of smoke wafted in the air. Some citizens were being calmly evacuated to a safer location, whereas others were watching the pro heroes fight the villain.

A loud boom echoed through the streets of the city, attracting everyone’s attention. A flash of orange flames lit up the sky, followed by a hoarse shout.

You would’ve recognized that voice anywhere, be it in your sleep or in a loud, crowded room.

Oh how you wished you had Deku with you as of now.

“Happy birthday, Bakugou!” You and your classmates jumped out of their hiding spots, surprising the hot-headed peer.

He gave the group of you an unimpressed stare, hands shoved in the pockets of his low-waisted pants. The blonde gave the decorated room a once over before grunting a quiet thanks of appreciation.

“No need to be such a tsundere, Baku-bro,” Kaminari chirped, nudging Bakugou with his shoulder.

“Fuck off, Pikachu,” the black-clothing-clad boy grumbled.

“Cheer up, Bakugou! It’s your birthday, and everyone here set this up for you!” Kirishima placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

Everyone else in the class had began to roam the snack table or dance with each other to Jirou’s live music. You, on the other hand, held a neatly wrapped gift in your arms, collecting the courage to approach and give Bakugou the gift yourself.

Watching as the blonde sat himself onto the plush cushions of the common room’s couch, your feet carried you over to him, forcing you into one reality.

“What do you want?” His gruff voice spoke, staring at your frozen figure.

Lips trembling, you decided your actions would speak louder than your words, at the moment. Your arm stuck out, handing the gift to Bakugou. He looked at you, then the gift, gently grabbing the box away from you.

“Thanks,” he mumbled.

Internally panicking, you simply nod and hum, eyes focused on your feet. You scurry away as soon as you could, attempting to hide the obvious blush on your cheeks.

Unbeknownst to you, Bakugou was watching your frantic figure gather some water to cool yourself down.

Cute, he thought, looking down at the custom-made, Ground Zero wrapping paper you used for his gift.

The sound of explosions neared you and the other pro heroes. Some heroes were too injured to fight or were helping the police escort the citizens away faster. Coincidentally, you were the only one who could fight. Luckily, unlike the other heroes, you already had experience fighting the inevitable explosion man.

“Go! Take them as far from here as possible. I’ll try to hold him back,” you shouted at the escapees and your fellow heroes.

You ran forward, closing in on the sound of explosions. You caught a glimpse of the smoke and orange flames and moved to get in closer range of them.

Once you could see the muscular man shooting through the sky, you activated your quirk, attracting his attention to you.

“Well if it isn’t my least favorite UA girl,” his voice echoed down the street.

“Bakugou,” you spoke in a low tone.

“How’s it going, L/N? I see you’re one of the top pro heroes now,” he smirks, little sparks lighting from his palms.

“You could’ve been one too,” you responded, ignoring his question.

“Yeah, I could’ve, but why tie myself down to boring rules?”

The two of you were walking in circles, neither one willing to turn their backs.

“What about your dream of being stronger and better than All Might?” You brought up his childhood dream, hoping to draw out more time.

“Can’t you see? I am better than All Might. My power is unlimited,” he cackled.

You gulped, frowning at the man ahead of you. His appearance didn’t change much in comparison to when he was a high schooler. Now, he was the shell of someone you had fallen for once.

Scoffing, he spoke, “As much as I’d like to let you stall more time, I’ve got some people to show my power to.”

Seeing as he was ready to boost himself away, you ran towards him, grabbing his arm and trying to pin him to the floor. You wrapped your legs around his waist, legs coming down from behind him, knocking his knees down. Since he was on his knees, you swung yourself around him and pushed him onto his chest, cheek squashed against the floor. You pulled both his arms back, trying to pry his grenade gauntlet off of him.

With you straddling his back, you could feel him chuckle from underneath you, “You really think you can take those off? They were designed so that only I could take them off on my own accord.”

You ignored him, straining to pull of the big and heavy items. It was like taking them off would release him from some imaginary spell you thought up in your mind, like it would liberate your chained heart and he would come back.

Bakugou could feel your efforts beginning to weaken and took the opportunity to his advantage. With a slight roll of his shoulder, he managed to use the gauntlet’s weight to escape your grasp.

With you stuck in a heartbroken haze, you were too late to realize the villain overpowering you until you were the one under him. You stared into his scintillating ruby eyes, searching for even a fraction of the classmate you had mourned over losing. Tears pricked your own E/C eyes, spilling down your flushed cheeks.

For a moment, the blonde’s aggressive façade had faltered, his eyes quivering at the sight of your tear-stained cheeks. It was only when he heard the sound of a building collapsing on its weak infrastructure did he warn you once more.

“I suggest you get out of here before I have to hurt you,” he growled lowly, dismissing the bitter taste the words had left in his mouth.

Your mind was telling your body to move, to get up and fight, but your heart was telling you to stay, forcing you to gaze at his complexion much too long.

“No,” you whimpered, unconsciously. Your head shook, hand grabbing onto one of the man’s large wrist that was pinning you down. “Come back. I can- We can help you.”

You were at your wits end, fighting against a once potential number one pro hero and an unrequited love.

He harshly ripped himself out of your grasp, spitting out, “I don’t need your help.”

That was enough for you to accept the reality of the situation. Bakugou Katsuki was long gone; Ground Zero was no longer a hero. You must protect this beloved city and its people.

Glancing at the big city hall clock, you realize you’d stalled just about the perfect amount of time for the citizens to escape, meaning all you needed to do was hold Ground Zero back a little longer to ensure he wouldn’t locate the safe house.

Running full speed at the man ahead of you, you dropped to your side, sliding between his legs and flipping up to kick him to the floor. You could hear him elicit a dark chuckle before turning over and firing his blast at you. Fortunately, you were able to hop off of him and put some distance between the two of you.

You knew both close combat and long-range combat wouldn’t work on him. He was fully equipped when it came to his quirk. You, on the other hand, preferred to depend on your combat skills, and unlike Deku, your quirk didn’t increase the amount of force or strength in your attacks.

While you were busy thinking up a plan of escape, you felt your phone vibrate in its compartment in your bodysuit. Bakugou must’ve noticed your relaxed disposition because he began to charge at you, attacking you on all sides, leaving you trapped dodging his explosions.

“I guess some measly pro hero could be a good reward to bring back in replace of their lives,” he shouted, hands bombarding your space.

Your state of mind was panicked. You didn’t know how you were going to beat him, let alone escape. Only one idea popped in your head at that moment, and oh, how you despised it. Your thoughts screamed: “It’s not going to work!” “That only works in cliches!” “Oh my god, are you stupid?” Nevertheless, you had no other plans, no other ideas.

Finding a convenient opening, you leaned in smashing your lips against his, causing him to immediately freeze in his spot. The pink, cracked lips pressed against yours felt like it was out of a fantasy. No, his lips weren’t perfect and soft like a prince in shining armor’s, but his were with meaning: a tragic story made of his life that led to that exact moment.

Pulling away, you spared him one last glance before running out of his sight. He didn’t chase after you. He couldn’t because he knew if he did, he wouldn’t want to leave your side ever again, but he didn’t want the tied down life of a “savior” or a “hero.” Besides, there’s no way he would be accepted as a hero and let roam freely after all the chaos and havoc he’d caused.

Once a villain, always a villain... at least that was what society believed.

The two of you had different destinies with the lines of dark and light. Alas, there was no in between for you to share and no way to turn back the tables called time.

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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karasuno masterlist

tsukishima kei

headcanons

how he hugs you ⎑ fluff

imagines

nothing yet!

#haikyuu!!#masterlist #haikyuu masterlist #karasuno

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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how they hug you ❧ tsukishima kei, kuroo tetsurou

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➣ genre: fluff

➣ warnings: minimal cursing and nothing else unless you count soft moments

➣ a/n: just a quick post because i haven’t had the time to post this week. i personally love back hugs and chins resting on heads. the cutest shit uwu. also i might start writing for jujutsu kaisen, balance: unlimited, and bungou stray dogs

- tsukki is a tsundere. he despises pda but when it comes to you, he makes a small smol exception

- in public, he’ll give you a slightly half-assed side hug, only doing it to show other people who you belong to or to give you warmth

- the only time he gave you a complete hug in front of his teammates was when you had aced the exam you were stressing over with him for months

- the blondie couldn’t help himself when you were practically bouncing over to him in joy, tears of happiness in your eyes

- “tsukki!” hiccup, “tsukki! baby! guess what?” you asked, giggling and fidgeting every movable limb on your body

- “what? you really need to use the restroom? did you have too much sugar this morning?” he replied sarcastically, smirking

- “not sugar but caffeine,” you paused to think, which he frowned upon you, “that’s not the point,” you returned to hopping over to him, “i aced the exam!”

- you practically forced yourself onto him, jumping onto him

- instinctively, he grabbed you from your waist, ensuring you a safe spot on his body as you koala-ed him

- he was so embarrassed by the encounter, but he couldn’t deny that hugging you like that made his heart flutter

- you can bet sugamama teased him about it, as well as the rest of the team, except for daichi and asahi

- whenever you’re at home, though, you usually sit in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, hand snaking into his blonde hair, legs secured around his waist

- in bed, when you’re going to sleep, you’re always the small spoon because tsukishima is a giant bean pole he also tends to confess his feelings or whisper sweet nothings to your unconscious figure

- may deny it but he is an omega simp for you and loves any physical contact with you, whether it be something as simple as linking pinkies or full on you laying on top of him

- an obvious flirt and tease

- LOVES pda; it shows his classmates that you’re with him and only him

- pulls you under his arm and pecks your forehead as you walk down the hallway together

- he doesn’t give two shits if he’s all sweaty and smelly; he will hug you no matter what

- “eW, gross, tetsu,” you whine, trying to wriggle out of his arms

- hugs you tighter “what was that? you want more hugs? gladly!”

- lil chicken ass rooster lookin’ bitch

- sometimes, he’ll give you a mini heart attack when he pulls you into his lap as you walk by

- “yeah, so that should be enough to get you a passing grade on the test. good lu-”

- you can smell his familiar scent, as he nuzzles his face into your neck, arms securing you on his lap

- butterflies in your stomach.

- he’ll also do that when he is horny because one: it’ll hide his boner, and two: he can feel your warmth against him and breathe you in

- “tetsu, babe”

- “hm?” his hum vibrates against your neck

- “you is NASTY”

- does everything you can to escape his hold but only ends up turning him on further

- bed cuddles are always enjoyable

- he holds you tight in his arms, your face plastered against his toned chest. you can hear his steady heartbeat and feel the rise and dip of his chest as he breathes

- your legs are probably tangled together under the sheets

- “mmm, love you, sweet-cheeks”

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyū!!#haikyu x reader #tsukishima x you #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima fluff #tsukishima #tsukishima kei #tsukki #kei #tetsuro #Kuroo Tetsurou #Kuroo #kuroo testuro #kuroo tetsuro scenarios #fluff

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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ok i may or may not start writing for bungou stray dogs, but i’m not sure yet because like i ship my ships from bsd too much LmAO

my own gif 🥰

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #chuuya #chuuya nakahara

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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quirk that leaves you nude ❧ bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku, todoroki shoto

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➣ genre: fluff

➣ warnings: mentions of reader being left nude, the smallest smallest hint of suggestiveness in bakubro’s, two curse words

➣ request: Class 1a big 3 with a reader that quirk leaves them nude and the reader don’t really care about it

➣ a/n: this one took me a while to find out what quirk would leave the reader nude because i didn’t want it to simulate mirio’s quirk. i’m actually quite proud with how this turned out. i’ve also noticed how my bnha headcanons always end up being gender neutral lmao. anyways, enjoy!

- your quirk was shapeshifting. you could change into whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted. although, as with every quirk, there were drawbacks. unlike other students, the drawbacks of your quirk never hurt you.

- other quirk users couldn’t say they envied you, but they definitely didn’t say they didn’t wish for their drawbacks to not take tolls on their health and body

- your drawback, similarly to mirio’s, was the loss of your clothing

- whenever you shape shifted, your clothes would either become to big and fall off your body or your clothes would be shredded by the expansion of your size

- your ability didn’t change the anatomy of others, nor the size

- this drawback led to many accidents and flashing of fellow classmates and strangers

- mineta, being the openly perverted person he is, didn’t mind ogling your body whenever he had the chance

- but someone did

- if you and bakugou hadn’t started dating yet, he would mostly respect your pride and never glance at your bare body. even if you were training against each other, whenever you turned back, he already was holding your fallen clothes or giving you his jacket to you without sparing you a glance.

- definitely gets flustered by the idea of you standing nude beside him

- the boy respects you for your unbreaking spirit and strong will to not only help others but to be number one

- if you and bakugou were dating, he wouldn’t care if he was looking at your bare body

- he’s seen it multiple times, why would he shy away?

- he would simply once over your body, hum in approval, and hand you spare clothes

- if mineta even tries to peek

- yiKeS

- “i’m going to fUCKING KILL YOU, GRAPE BALLS”

- *bOoM*

- never wants anyone else to see your gorgeous body

- “you belong with me and only me”

- your quirk is camouflage. you can blend in with anything. your quirk is almost like hagakure’s because of how you practically turn invisible.

- in order for your quirk to work at its fullest, your clothes must go

- you never have to manually strip because when you use your quirk, it creates an acid that comes out of your pores, burning away any material on your body

- if you overuse your quirk, it could result in acid dissolving your skin

- from training, you were able to lengthen how long you could control the quirk for, which was about 30 minutes

- since your quirk didn’t give you advantages in combat, you had to train your body to be strong and to be able to defend and attack others

- deku always admired you from the sidelines, watching your precise movements as you kicked and punch the practice targets

- his pencil would constantly be jotting down his observations and what techniques of yours he could use to improve himself

- “they angle their body at...” mumble mUmBle MuMblE

- when you actually use your quirk for the first time in training, he gets so hyped to write it down

- oH BOY, just wait for the shock to appear on his face

- his pencil in hand, fresh with lead, ready to write at lightning speed, eyes locked on your figure

- you disappear, enabling your quirk and attacking your opponent

- deku thinks you have an invisibility quirk like hagakure, except with different features. he noticed how your clothes turned invisible with you, looking like they were melted away

- as he was about to write down what he observed, you appeared once more but much MUCH more revealed than you were before

- drops everything, including his jaw

- you walk off and grab spare clothes on the bench and act like nothing happened, like you weren’t just nude five seconds ago

- he’s so flustered and his emotions are going haywire

- he knows he shouldn’t be reacting so inappropriately but you were just to beautiful and talented and smart

- later on, baby scolds himself for ogling you and telling himself that he should go apologize

- forgive him *insert doe-eyed emoji*

- he goes up to you after practice and profusely apologizes

- and you’re just like “it’s aight,” shrugging it off as if he accidentally brushed his shoulder against yours

- this leads to the two of you starting a full on conversation, starting from deku fawning over how awesome you are

- over time, when you start dating, he gets used to seeing your bare body and always bring a spare outfit for you to wear

- very much dislikes others seeing something that should be reserved for him and him only

- your quirk was elemental control, similar to todoroki’s. even your drawbacks were similar to the two-toned boy, except a smidgen worse

- you could control wind, earth, fire, and water

- overuse of fire would lead to the destruction of any product on your body and then your body itself. overuse of wind leads to incapability to control it’s strength and your clothing getting ripped off by the strong currents. overuse of earth would lead to your quirk extracting the organic materials in your clothing and using it as a weapon. overuse of water would lead to either you losing control and a heap of water crashing over you, ultimately ruining your outfit, or you freezing your clothes off

- having a lot of power meant many drawbacks

- at UA, you and todoroki often trained together because of how similar your quirks were

- before you trained, you could only use your quirks for 2-3 minutes consecutively and had to take 1 minute breaks before using your quirk again

- though, as you began to train alongside todoroki, you were able to use your quirk for a longer time and take shorter breaks in between

- obviously, since you trained with him, he was the first to see the awkward drawbacks of your quirk

- “oh yeah, that happens quite a lot”

- he blinks and doesn’t know how to respond because, as not inert as he is, your lightheartedness towards the situation shocks even him

- eventually, he gets used to it and doesn’t even care that you’re nude

- one day, he had a sudden thought that was totally random and didn’t make sense whatsoever but at that moment it did to him and so, he confronted you about it

- “since i’ve seen your bare body many times, wouldn’t it be fair if you saw mine?”

- sounds much weirder than he thought it would

- you CHOKE on your saliva and break out into a coughing fit

- “sho, are you okay?”

- you most definitely declined the offer, though it was very tempting

- only was that offer fulfilled once the two of you began dating and he saw your nude body tons more of times

- he asked you out at the weirdest time, though

- you’re literally butt naked, training beside him and he just drops whatever he’s doing and asks, “wanna go on a date this weekend?”

- flusters you beyond belief and suddenly you feel all too exposed

- “u-um sure?” you splutter, hiding your dignity body in your arms

- “cool”

- wHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED

- when you were friends, he was already protective of your bareness, but once you started dating, he would literally never take his eyes off of you when you are using your quirk so that he can be there to cover you up right away

- doesn’t matter who they are, if they catch even the slightest of glimpses of your skin, todoroki will fight them

- on many occasions did you have to hold him back

- he just loves you. let him love you uwu

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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his delinquent phase ❧ kaoru sakurayashiki // cherry blossom

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➣ genre: fluff

➣ warnings: adam’s existence

➣ request: can i request a one shot where you’re cherrys s/o and like childhood best friends with joe and cherry and adam and you’re gushing over cherrys old bad boy look with piercings and everuthing and cherry one day goes to S with his piercings and hair the same way as before just to see you fawn over him skjfks

➣ a/n: this took me three times to type up because the first two times i did it, tumblr thought it would be funny to delete it. i’m not sure if i love how this came out, but it’s still better than my original plan. hopefully this was correct to what the anon requested. enjoy!

ps: i’m also going to be going on a trip for four days tomorrow, so i’m not sure if i’ll be able to post. i’ll definitely try to start working on my other requests!

You had known Joe, Cherry, and Adam ever since the four of you were in high school. Out of the three, you had met Joe, first, not soon before you met Cherry.

You were walking down the eventful streets of Okinawa, admiring the sights and getting accustomed with the area. You had moved to the city not too long ago and already were growing attached to the place. In your defense, the city was your perfect and desired location to live in.

A gentle breeze blew through your hair, rustling the leaves of the green trees. You sighed at the feeling of the cool breeze tickling your warm skin. Not long after that breeze had gone, another, harsher breeze blew past you. You flinched at the abnormally sharp wind, snapping your head to the side, in its direction. You were met with honey red eyes and short, green locks, swaying.

The male slips past you, stopping abruptly.

“Sorry about that,” he smiled, embarrassed, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

You were in awe, seeing what the boy was standing on, and on alert because you had always been taught to be cautious around strangers, especially when you were walking alone.

“Um, no. I’m alright, just shocked,” you shrugged, replying quietly.

Another harsh, but gentler than before, wind blows past you, revealing a pink-haired male. He had three piercings on his ear and one on his lip. Half of the boy’s face was hidden by his long bangs, allowing your focus to lock on his golden eye.

“Watch where you’re going,” he snaps at his green-haired friend. “Sorry about him,” he apologizes, giving you a polite smile.

All the sirens were going off in your head.

He has so many piercings! Is he a delinquent? Are both of them delinquents? If they are, I can’t fight them off on my own. What do I do?

“I’m Kaoru,” the bubblegum-haired male suddenly said, “This is Kojiro.”

Kojiro nodded at you, an embarrassed blush still grazing his cheeks.

“Hey, aren’t you the new kid?” Kaoru asked, finding your puzzlingly familiar.

“Oh, that’s why I felt like I’ve met you before,” Kojiro spoke up, nodding his head when he realized who you were.

Awkwardly, you shyly respond, “Sorry, I can’t seem to remember seeing you guys at school. Are you in my class?”

Until dusk, the three of you talked, getting to know the each of you better. You were also able to befriend the boys you were so afraid of, becoming your first two friends in the city.

You met Adam in the dark of night, beside Cherry and Joe.

They had brought you along, one night, wanting to skate with you. You already knew the basics of skating, nothing more, nothing less. Therefore, as your closest, and only, friends, they wanted to get further acquainted with you in something they loved.

“Who’s the sweet cheeks?” His hoodie-covered eyes left an eerie pressure on you, causing goosebumps to emerge from your skin.

“This is our close friend, Y/N L/N,” Cherry spoke up.

“She goes to school with us, and we wanted to bring her skating. Mind her tagging along?” Joe asks his hooded friend.

“Not at all, just as long as she can keep up,” he spoke in a cocky tone.

The pretentious attitude the unnamed face had was irking you in the wrong way. He seemed too mysterious for your liking. A third of the boy’s face was hidden in the shadow of his hoodie, leaving you only able to see the blue tips of his hair and his structured nose.

He must’ve noticed your timid stare because he looks at you, under his hood, “Call me Adam.”

Cherry and Joe look at you expectingly.

“Just call me sweet cheeks, for now,” you reply, distantly, not ready to let your guard down just yet.

You hear your two friends sigh, chuckling to each other.

“Don’t worry, she’ll warm up to you, soon,” Cherry told Adam, “We know firsthand how she is with meeting new people.”

You blush, remembering your first encounter with the pair.

Thinking back, you still regret letting your walls down and accepting Adam as a friend. Not a day goes by that Adam doesn’t linger in your mind, as much as you’d hate to admit.

You despise that man with a passion. From your first interaction, you should’ve known that there was something off about the blue-haired male, but pondering on these frustrations now wouldn’t change anything. As much as you’d like to curse the man for hurting your friends’ and your feelings, you knew you had to move on.

You sat on the soft mattress of your shared bed, scrolling through old pictures stored on your phone. You saw pictures taken by Kaoru when you guys went on dates. Majority of the photos were candid, seeing as he always had told you that you were the “most photogenic woman” he had ever met.

You remember the day he had told you that. You also remember your laughed reply.

“Then you’ve got the whole world to explore, my love.”

Although, honestly, you thought Kaoru was quite the photogenic one himself. His gorgeous, sorted, pink hair matched with his golden eyes and perfect face never looked bad, not even at the crack of dawn or in the late of night.

Speaking of which, you scrolled upon a photograph of Kaoru sitting all pretty with his piercings on display. Those piercings brought back many memories, humorous and lustful.

Ironically, the thing that brought you fear before now brings you yearning.

Honestly, once you had befriended Kaoru and came to trust him, the piercings no longer frightened you but instead, fascinated you. Those metal hoops further increased your attraction to the ponytailed man, leading you to the relationship you were in now.

Obviously, Kojiro played a big role in setting the two of you up together because both of you were completely oblivious to the other’s feelings. It got to the point that Adam almost had to step in and wack some sense into the both of you.

Anyways, ever since Kaoru had started working in the calligraphy business, he removed his piercings to maintain a professional image. You detested the idea, but you also knew that it was the best for his business.

Now that you were looking back at photos of Kaoru as a teenager, you began to crave seeing him in those metal rings once more. You missed the “bad boy” look your boyfriend used to have, not that you didn’t appreciate how he looked now. It’s just that there’s a different vibe to his current and past aesthetics.

As you stalked through more pictures of teenage Kaoru, you were unaware of the very man you were thinking about watching you. He noticed the longing and craving in your gaze. Then, he caught a glimpse of what was being projected on your screen: it was him but in his teenage years.

Suddenly, everything clicked for Kaoru, and he had the perfect plan in mind.

Something was off. Usually your boyfriend would insist on bringing you to “S” himself but not today. If anything, he was urging you to go with Kojiro.

“He’s been your friend for the same amount of time as I. You should take this time to your advantage and catch up,” was Kaoru’s excuse.

First of all, catch up on what? It’s not like you haven’t talked to Kojiro in months. Actually, you talked to him a day ago, at “S.” Secondly, what’s up with the sudden lenience and weak excuses?

Joe, who was also in on the plan, tried to help his friend out, making a feeble attempt to lure you with free food.

“I can get free food from you whenever I want,” you replied, squinting suspiciously at your friend.

“Not with that attitude, you can’t.” That pulled a raised brow from you and a regret-filled face from the muscular man.

Though you weren’t fully convinced that nothing was off, you still left with Joe, caving into their terrible attempts of covering up whatever they were hiding from you.

You had arrived at “S” with Joe for about ten minutes now, but there was still no sightings of your beloved, Cherry. Joe caught glimpse of your searching eyes and reassured you that he would be coming, be it later than usual.

Reki, Langa, and Miya had made their way over to you, sparking up a conversation with you, making you forget about the missing presence of a specific male.

Miya was explaining the new training regiment and diet he was to use in order to advance his strength, leading you to worry for the small teenager. If he didn’t eat enough, it could become fatal to him. You didn’t understand why a child was being treated so harshly by his managers, forcing him to eat barely anything and train long hours of the day.

You were concernedly asking Miya if he was feeling alright and offered him an energy bar you carried around in case of emergencies, which he gratefully accepted, when you heard the cheers of fangirls behind you. Knowing they weren’t meant for Joe, you turned around to meet the golden eyes you’d fallen in love with.

This time, there was something different. His face wasn’t hidden by his mask. You could see the pale skin of his cheeks and the pink of his lips. Besides the absence of the black cloth, you noticed metallic rings decorating your boyfriend’s lip and ears. Also, his hair wasn’t whipping behind him, as per usual, but laid low, drifting in the wind.

For a hot moment, you had thought you had finally lost it, but when you blinked your eyes, looking at Miya then back to Cherry, you realized you were still sane and your boyfriend still looked like he aged back into his high school days.

“Is that Cherry?” Miya asked from beside you.

You nodded, speechless.

You heard someone let out a loud laugh beside you, “Since when did he have piercings?”

Ignoring the redhead’s outburst, you were mesmerized by the Cherry you had been obsessing over a couple days ago. It felt like one extravagant dream that you didn’t want to wake up from. In your defense, as he stepped of his skateboard, coming to embrace you, he looked straight out of a fantasy. His skin was practically glowing, and his hair gently floated perfectly onto his shoulders.

“Hello, darling,” he spoke in a sultry voice, placing a soft kiss to your forehead as he held you in his muscular arms.

“K-Kao—” you quickly realize your soon-to-be mistake and fix it, “Cherry.”

His eyes shrink as he laughs, endearingly, admiring the flustered and confused look you were portraying.

“Is this why you and Joe were being so weird earlier today?” You asked, cheek pressed against his slim, toned chest.

“Indeed, my love. What do you think? Definitely brings back some memories of the old days,” he lifts your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“I love it. It’s perfect. You’re perfect,” you smile brightly, eyes lustrous. Pushing yourself up on your toes, you whisper into his ear, “You also look really hot.” You quickly pull away, turning a vibrant red.

“I think you broke her,” Joe told his friend, placing a heavy hand on the pink-nette’s shoulder.

After the supposed one occurrence surprise, you began to avidly ask him to wear his piercings, loving how attractive and domineering he looked in them. If he denied, you would ask him to, at least, tie his hair in the relaxed half up half down hairdo. He didn’t mind the different hairstyle as much as he did the piercings so it became a normal look for him. The only times he would willingly put on his piercings were when he was going to “S” or when the two of you were safe in the comfort of your own home, for research purposes.

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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all works are fem!reader unless specified! i’m sorry about that if you are a male. i find it hard to write in a male’s perspective so i prefer to write mostly as a female and occasionally as neutral.

if you are requesting, please specify if you’d like the gender to be neutral because if not, 85% of the time i will tend to write in female perspective.

this is just what i’m more used to writing, so i’m sorry that i can’t specify the gender to be male.

please note that i have nothing against homosexual relationships. the majority of ships i ship are homosexual, and i don’t discriminate against any sexuality, race, or etc. my page is a place for all to feel comfortable. i hope people can find comfort in reading my work! i will work hard to produce the best content i can!

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Are you taking request? 🥺🍡

yes, i am! although, it does take me more time to compose the request depending on the content given and depending on how many requests or fics i have to work on, it will take me a bit longer. otherwise, i love getting requests!

i’m quite open with what you can request, but for now, please refrain from submitting too sensitive topics, such as suic*de and anything hardcore nsfw. the only nsfw works i accept are suggestive.

hope you can request and receive content to your heart’s content on my page!

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bedhead beauty ❧ kuroo tetsurou, bokuto kotarou, tendou satori

navigation | music

➣ genre: pure fluff

➣ warnings: none, really, unless you count “comfort”

➣ a/n: lmao so the request i was working on got deleted by tumblr, twice. i need to work on the two requests, so hopefully tumblr isn’t dumb and i can post one of them tomorrow. this is for the people who need some comfort! you’re all very beautiful and handsome! don’t doubt yourself! love you all ♡

- it is notoriously known that this man has superior bedhead

- i mean look at him

- mMPh *drooling emoticon*

- he always wakes up with his rooster hair and you wake up looking like you’re sleeping beauty

- 100 years of sleep yet you arise from the sheets looking like you dropped from the heavens

- drowsily squints at you, as if he’s seen an angel i mean is he wrong?

- “you alright, tetsu?” you mumble, rubbing your eyes, adorably

- “what’s the goddess of beauty doing in my bed?”

- you shove him onto the bed and suffocate him with his two pillows, hiding your pink cheeks from his teasing

- “shut up,” you pout

- “lemme see my beautiful baby,” he makes grabby hands at you

- you think he’s just mocking you, but in reality, he actually thinks you look so perfect and he wants to smother you in a bunch of wet kisses full of love

- nevertheless, on a serious note, he looks hot with his bedhead and you look ethereally beautiful and adorable with your bedhead, and that’s not even mentioning how good you look on a daily basis

- ok but—

- once he showers and that hair gel dissolves into nothingness, his hair droops but is so gorgeous

- he blowdries and combs it

- when you wake up the next morning, his hair is still down and the frizz from the wash is gone, leaving it a silky mess on his head

- you slide your hand into his hair and just feel the soft hair fall through your fingers

- his bedhead isn’t even bad

- kind of makes you self-conscious, but before you can start to worry, bokuto’s eyes are already locked on you

- with a groggy voice, “you look so beautiful, baby”

- his eyes are filled with so much admiration and affection, it’s heartbreaking, truly

- his hand reaches out from under the covers and strokes your cheek gently

- his morning-hazed attitude completely contrasted his usual crackhead energy

- in these moments, the raw love and appreciation he has for you really reveals itself

- he never wants to wake up seeing anything else but you and your enchanting self beside him

- like bokuto, his hair is always gelled upward

- not at home, though

- his natural hair is slightly wavy, making his hair look styled whenever it was let down

- his bedhead honestly looks like his natural hair but if he was modeling for some fashion magazine and was supposed to look hOt

- he usually always wakes up before you and just stares at your beauty

- you’ve expressed many times that you think tendou’s bedhead is handsome and he should style his hair like it once in a while, but to him, you’re on another level of beauty when it comes to bedhead

- you sleep gorgeously too. it looks like your right out of a movie

- your hair drapes a bit over your face and tendou will reach an hand over to use his slim fingers to tuck the stray strands behind your ear

- he lets his fingers trace your jawline and thumb graze your cheek

- you blink awake, slowly gaining consciousness. your blinks seem so animated, unreal. tendou feels like he can see every millisecond of movement: the way your glossy eyes are focusing on what’s ahead of you, the way your lashes flutter together when you blink

- the morning light slips through the cracks of your curtains, shining onto your smooth skin

- you’re sparkling

- “it’s my gorgeous fairy love,” tendou lets out in a scratchy voice

- you smile, cuddling further into his hand, humming in response

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WAAAH okay so i read through your blog & i just wanted to say your writing is so good! everything is cute & makes me 🦋🦋🦋

i was wondering what fandoms you write for? besides sk8 & bnha ofc

awww thank you so much 🥰

actually, I have a predetermined list of anime and characters I write for on my navigation, but it is perfectly changeable. the current anime on the list, excluding sk8 and bnha, are:

- attack on titan

- haikyuu

- free

once I watch more anime, I might add more to my list! thank you so much for the support ♡

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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boku no hero academia masterlist

bakugou katsuki

headcanons

stifling your laugh ⌀ fluff, slight angst

quirk that leaves you nude ⌀ fluff

imagines

a turned spirit ✷ angst

↘︎ bakugou Is fighting the reader and the reader Kiss him to distract him to escape

midoriya izuku

stifling your laugh ⌀ fluff, slight angst

quirk that leaves you nude ⌀ fluff

todoroki shoto

stifling your laugh ⌀ fluff, slight angst

quirk that leaves you nude ⌀ fluff

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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midoriya izuku // deku masterlist

headcanons

stifling your laugh ✬ fluff, slight angst

quirk that leaves you nude ✬ fluff

imagines

nothing yet!

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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todoroki shoto // shoto masterlist

headcanons

stifling your laugh ❆ fluff, slight angst

quirk that leaves you nude ❆ fluff

imagines

nothing yet!

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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bakugou katsuki // ground zero masterlist

headcanons

stifling your laugh ✷ fluff, slight angst

quirk that leaves you nude ✷ fluff

imagines

a turned spirit ✷ angst

↘︎ bakugou Is fighting the reader and the reader Kiss him to distract him to escape

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ecliptsukki · 3 years

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stifling your laugh ❧ bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku, todoroki shoto

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➣ genre: fluff, a pinch of angst

➣ warnings: mentions of insecurity

➣ a/n: i got my first request on this page, so i’ll be working on it today and hopefully posting it tomorrow! please feel free to submit any ideas you have! this fic is also gender neutral!

- never notices how your laugh is cut short or never heard

- only notices when he glanced over to you with a bright smile on his face, hoping to see yours, but only sees your hand covering your mouth

- doesn’t want to overwhelm you or embarrass himself, so he tries to make you laugh one day, while you guys were laying in bed, cuddled against each other

- he pecks gentle kisses on your neck, tickling the skin, followed by his fingers subtly brushing the skin of your stomach

- “w-what are you doing, katsu?” you ask, trying to contain your laughter

- “mmm, nothing. just loving my angel, s’all,” he mumbles into your neck, making you flinch with laughter

- “s-stop,” you whine, biting your bottom lip to prevent your laughs from escaping

- “why should i stop? i’m not doing anything wrong, am i?”

- you can’t contain your laughter, as his fingers move faster against your stomach. you let out the most beautiful laughs and giggles and squeals he had ever heard

- he immediately stops tickling you, listening to and memorizing the sound of your laughter

- to him, it sounds like bells chiming in the spring wind, like children seeing their gift under the tree during the holidays, like notes being merged together to make a pacifying melody

- you may think otherwise, but he thinks knows that your laughter is the best sound in the world

- he’s also quite shy himself, and being as observant as he is, he notices how conserved and shy you are as well

- he noticed how you hid your laugh but didn’t want to make you uncomfortable and force you to laugh aloud

- it was only when you began hiding your smile with your hand did he begin making moves to see and hear your laugh

- not gonna lie, he’s pretty bad at it though

- “you don’t need to hide your laugh around me or our classmates. we all care for each other and wouldn’t make fun of you for your laugh or smile. i’m sure you’re really p-pretty—” blushes “—when you smile”

- we know that deku is very straightforward and likes to pry cOugH CoUgh todoroki

- but baby means well *insert soft-eyed emoji*

- he really loves you and appreciates you and wants you to see you the way he sees you

- you try your best to gather confidence to laugh in front of others, but whenever something makes you want to laugh, in your peripheral vision, you see your classmates and your laugh goes silent in your throat, unconsciously

- he sees your struggles and efforts and appreciates it very much. he did feel guilty that you looked so sad every time you failed to laugh along with the others

- “i can’t do it,” you sigh

- “of course you can...” deku smiles at you, hand caressing your cheek, “because I AM HERE”

- he contorts his face to look like all might’s

- you weren’t expecting the sudden change and began laughing loudly. you were hiccuping and gasping for air

- deku was so proud that he was able to get you to laugh, but he was also proud that you let your guard down and didn’t try to hide your laugh

- “there you go, baby. you’ve got the cutest laugh too,” he coos

- “you played dirty,” you punch him lightly in the arm, taking deep breathes

- “i love you,” he murmurs before gently kissing your forehead, wrapping his muscular arms around you

- “love you too, my broccoli babe”

- definitely the oblivious type

- didn’t actually even mean to make you laugh but did anyway

- only comes to realize that you hide your laugh when the two of you are in his room together, watching a funny anime

- your laughs are stifled or muted, and your hand constantly shoots up to cover your smiles

- he’s really confused, thinking that your stifled laughs are stifled coughs. he gets worried, assuming you had gotten a cold

- “you should rest if you’re sick. we can watch the rest of the anime another day,” he says, pausing the video

- you look at him in pure perplexity

- “sick? me? what?”

- “you keep coughing, so i thought you caught a cold. was i wrong?”

- you burst out laughing at his conclusion, breath hitching. finding your boyfriend beyond amusing, you had completely forgotten about your insecurities

- “you’re so cute,” you poked the tip of his nose

- he tilts his head to the side in confusion, “what do you mean?”

- “nothing let’s just keep watching the anime. i’m not sick, so don’t worry,” you sigh, happily

- you cuddle into him, tangling your legs with his and resting your head against his chest, listening the steady rhythm of his heartbeat

- “hm, ok,” he shrugs, holding you in his arms, “also, you’ve got such a cute laugh. you should laugh more often”

- you blush, cheeks turning a bright pink

- he really often reminds you to smile and laugh more because he says “it’s the greatest sight and sound in the world”

- he doesn’t realize you were insecure until you told him about it

- responds with “oh, my bad”

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