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littlesniggy · 3 years

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Anon: Hi💕 I absolutely love your works but I never did a request so here I am with my first one🙈 can I ask for a fem reader x Bartolomeo smut scenario? I was thinking about it taking place in Dressrosa, his S/O being part of his crew and participating with him at the coliseum in attempt of winning the Mera Mera no Mi... just doing it in a hidden spot of the coliseum to take off some tension before the fights begin👀 and I would love Bart to use the barrier at some point to have one more surface and have a part of the act on it... I feel so sinful but I would love so much to read something like that🙈😍

Thank you in advance, have a great day :3💕

Thank you for requesting this! It was fun writing and I hope you like it!

Warning: NSFW, 18+, a little bit of blood

Pairing: Bartolomeo x fem! reader

Word Count: 2k

You kissed along his neck, your soft lips sucking on the warm skin slightly, leaving some minor hickeys. Bartolomeo sucked in some air as you nibbled on a particular sensitive spot, making blood rush to his nether regions. He has never been happier about your skimpy outfit; barely hiding your most private parts. He loved the way you dressed in general but he wanted to show you off to the crowd outside so you deciding to wear practically nothing was the best way to do so. Plus, he didn’t need to take a lot of time to undress you.

His hands moved the revealing piece of fabric from your breast away, giving sight to two perky little nubs, almost begging for attentions. “That’s a sight only a captain should ever be able to see-dabe!” he laughed. You looked up at him with a seductive smirk, letting up on the skin of his neck. “Captain’s been a little negligent with his attention to his two most precious friends. You’ve been under stress lately; coming to Dressrosa, your goal to get the Mera Mera No Mi, you wish to meet Luffy-senpai – why don’t you relieve some of the stress on them?” You had grabbed your boobs, holding each in one hand and massaging them a little bit.

His hands replaced yours in no time and he started kneading the soft flesh, brushing your nipples in the process before circling his thumbs over them in synch. A small moan was your answer and you leaned into his touch. His skilled hands sent small electric impulses through your body right to your core, soaking the panties you were wearing in the process. You had your eyes closed and your mouth slightly agape, enjoying his teasing.

You wanted to touch yourself down there but you knew, whenever the two of you got intimate, Bartolomeo just loved to be the first one to touch your pussy, feeling just how wet you were. He once told you that he would really love to know whenever you’re horny so he could touch you and see for himself before you got down to business yourself.

Instead, you grabbed the waistband of his pants and slowly let your hand wander over the thick fabric, over the obvious bulge underneath it and massaging his dick through the material. His cheeks turned slightly red at your touch and he took it as an invitation to lean down and suck on your nipple, scratching the sensitive flesh with his sharp teeth. He sucked on the nub and bit down around it after wards, making your body jolt in pleasure and pain. He repeated the process – sucking, biting, sucking, biting – over and over again before switching sides and doing the same thing with your other breast. His hips were thrusting against your hand in the meantime, searching for more friction.

“C-Captain?” you panted, looking down at his green hair. He looked up at you, his lips glistering from his saliva and your blood. “Shit…” you hissed at the sight of your abused skin – small wounds surrounded your nipples and they were swollen from his ministration.

“What is it-dabe?” he asked, not breaking his eyes contact when he worked your mound with his mouth again, sucking on it hardly.

You couldn’t stop yourself from moaning and throwing your head back. You rubbed your thighs together for some friction and wanted nothing more than for him to touch you.

“I-I’m so wet….can you touch me?” you panted. Bartolomeo grinned when he let go of your nipple and getting into a straight position again. His eyes traveled down your body, your bruised skin, your heaving chest, your stomach and the last piece of fabric separating his eyes from your completely exposed body.

He dipped his hand down and followed the lines of your panties, tickling you in the process, making you even hornier. He crossed his fingers of the other hand. “Barrier!” he said and one appeared right behind you in a horizontal position. “If you want me to touch you, you need to lay down and show me just how needy you are-dabe:” a childish glint was in his eyes when you followed his orders and laid your back onto the see-through barrier, positioning your feet on it as well, spreading your legs to give him the perfect view of your clothed sex.

He came closer, a shit-eating grin on his face as he put his hands on your knees, pushing them further apart. His left hand traced some invisible lines on your skin, your thigh quivering a little from this feeling. When he stopped close to your core he took a closer look, leaning down so close that he could smell your heat.

“If the other contestants see that you’re horny during a life and death situation like this they might consider sparing you just to fuck your pretty, little, wet pussy-dabe.” He purred, admiring the big stain on the dark material. You whimpered at his words and moved your hips a little towards his breath, wanting him to touch you already.

“Should your captain give in to your needs?” he looked at you through your spread legs, licking his lips in anticipation. “Yes, please.”

You felt his finger poking your entrance through the panties, pushing the fabric inside of you a little. “Ah!” You moved against his finger in a desperate attempt for more.

“Hah! You’re so wet! Can’t believe how needy you are in a situation like this-dabe!” Bartolomeo moved his finger in and out of you, wetting your panties more and more until it was soaking wet, also coating your finger with your hot juice. “What a lewd girl you are-dabe.” He praised removing his finger from your core and pulling your panties over your legs until he was holding them in his hand, dangling from his index finger.

You followed his hand with your eyes, watching him toss your soaking panties at you. You caught them, felling the wet material under the touch of your fingers. “So, wet, right-dabe?” he chuckled, his crossed fingers tracing your wet lips. “Captain! Don’t say such dirty things to me…!” you whined, the panties fell to the ground and you propped your upper body up with your arms, giving you a better view of the man in front of you.

“Stop acting coy. I can see how much this all turns you on. It’s as if your pussy was holding a sign that reads ‘Please, come in. I’m open!’-dabe.” His fingers pushed passed your lips, feeling your hot walls envelope him. His dick twitched inside his pants and he needed to pay it some attention soon!

You fell back on your back, spreading your legs a little further and savoring his fingers inside of you. His thick digits, still crossed, massaged your walls from the inside and due to the curvature of his crossed fingers they brushed against your sweet spots from time to time. Bartolomeo had found out about this a couple of weeks ago when he took you on top of his barrier the first time. By the end you were too exhausted from cumming around his fingers that he had to wank himself off. Since then, he always made sure not to make you cum with his fingers but tease you as much as possible.

He watched his fingers disappear inside your sex over and over again and listened to your moans as he hit the right spot inside of you. Your juice that was slowly flowing out was making a mess underneath you on his barrier. Bartolomeo crouched down and licked the juice up with his tongue before he flicked his tongue over your hot flesh.

“Bartolomeo! Do this again!” you moaned. “Hahahaha! You like my tongue, don’t you-dabe?” His quick muscle seeped at your flesh, drinking you with every thrust of his fingers. “C-captain…!” you moved your hips against his touch, fucking yourself on his fingers and his tongue. You felt a familiar knot inside your body and you had learned to tell him if this happened.

“I’m close!” you pressed out, your whole body writhing on his barrier. Bartolomeo pulled away with a grin and got back up, looking down at you with hungry eyes, his teeth sparkling in the dim light of the colosseum. His hands opened his pants and pulled them down until they were pooling around his ankles. His proud dick was hanging heavy, pre-cum leaking out of his tip. “Are you gonna fuck me with that, captain?” you asked, innocently, biting yout lips and not being able to avert your eyes from the prize. You saw it twitch at your words, seeming excited about what was about to happen.

“You can be damn sure about this-dabe!” Bartolomeo gave himself some lazy strokes, closing his eyes and concentrating on the hot feeling inside his stomach for a moment. You watched him with hunger in your eyes and let your finger circle your bruised nipples, spreading your legs as well. The captain opened his eyes again, his grin coming back on his face.

“Turn around. I wanna take you like an animal-dabe.” His voice was low, making you shiver in anticipation. When you heard this voice you knew he meant business and wanted to fuck you senseless. So, you obliged and turned around on your stomach, leaving your legs hanging from the barrier, your ass on display for him. You felt his hands on your ass, appreciating the firmness of your flesh before moving down and lifting your legs up, your feet leaving the floor.

Your lower body was up in the air, your legs around his waist and your arms flat underneath your body, supporting your upper body like this. You felt his thick mushroom head against your entrance, teasing you for a little before pushing passed your lips, sliding inside of you. He groaned in pleasure, clawing at your thighs from the feeling. You gasped and let your head fall against the surface of the barrier, your eyes closed and concentrating on the intense feeling inside of you.

He pushed further, with each inch he filled you out the small moan inside your throat became louder and louder until he was buried deep inside of you. “Damnit! So tight-dabe!” he hissed, giving you some time to adjust to his dick. But you didn’t want to wait for more. You wiggled your hips a little and clenched around him. “So eager-dabe.” He withdrew his dick almost completely and snapped them back forward the next moment. A loud, animalistic moan echoed through the empty halls. He found a fast but steady rhythm, moving your body forth and back on his barrier. “Do you want the whole arena to hear you? If so, then keep up the moans-dabe!”and you gladly took on his offer. Shameless moans filled your surroundings and you couldn’t care less if anyone found you like this.

Bartolomeo was fucking you into oblivion, his moans joining yours in no time. He had some difficulties not un-crossing his fingers but he over the time he had managed to hold them together.

“Damnit, Y/n! I’m gonna cum soon-dabe!” he moaned, looking down at you, waiting for you to tell him if you were close as well. He loved cumming together with you.

“M-me too!” you panted, moving against his thrusts, his dick consuming your mind completely.

With one last sharp thrust he pushed you over the edge, your scream filling the empty corridor and you clenched hard around his dick. Bartolomeo took another two thrusts before he came inside of you, moaning loudly and filling you with his seed.

Panting, you stayed like this for a moment, your heavy breathing the only thing that could be heard. He pulled out carefully, let your legs back down and fell onto your back, his hot breath right next to your ear.

“Did I manage to take off some of your stress, captain?” You asked with a weak smile, looking at him out of the corners of your eyes. He laughed breathy, his lips finding the spot behind your ear that you loved and pressed a kiss against. It. “You bet! And now, let’s get this Mera Mera No Mi and make Luffy-senpai proud!"

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kzuhadovey · 3 years

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Hey so umm I found u on you tube on a post or a kenma playlist hahahaha and I wanted to see ur stuff and ur Atsumu story is bom but I wanted to ask is you could do a kags kenma or Akaashi story sorry and thanks 🖤

under the stars

➷ character: timeskip kenma kozume x gn! reader ➷ type: fluff ➷ warnings: - ➷ song rec: our summer - txt

hi anon ! sorry for taking so long to get to this, i just had no motivation to write <3 anyways, i wrote a kenma story for u, i left the ending kind of vague, i hope u don’t mind ><

“Y/N. You’re late.”

“Sorry.” You said, a guilty smile on your face.

“Take a seat, and we’ll get started.”

You sigh in relief as you slump against your seat. You glance at your wrist- 8.05 AM. “Late again, Y/N?” A particular blonde-haired boy muttered, a smirk on his face. “You know my name.” You replied- almost on instinct. You didn’t recognize the boy- maybe he was from another class? “Of course I know your name.” The boy says, eyes still glued to the presentation. “I had something to do today.” You replied hesitantly- he was a stranger anyways.

“I’m Kenma. Kenma Kozume.” The boy says, finally glancing over to you.

Sharp brown eyes locked with yours. It was a feeling like no other- the way he looked at you. Your heart almost lept out of your chest- who was he? You felt your cheeks flare up and you cough awkwardly.

Way to go, Y/N.

You look away, staring into your notebook as you avoid eye contact with him. “I’m Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N.” You mutter out softly. You hear a soft chuckle from Kenma- something that alerts you. “I’ll see you around, Y/N.”

On that fateful summer, his heart became yours.

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The library was quiet as you tip toed across the isles, searching for the fictional book category. Moonlight shined softly from the library’s big brass windows. The library was quiet as you tip toed across the isles, searching for the fictional book category. Moonlight shined softly from the library’s big brass windows. Most of the library was empty, just some people studying and some horny students swapping spit in a dark corner. As you neared a corner, something caught your eye.

A hooded figure crouched down in a corner, reading a book. Strands of blonde locks peeked out from the black hoodie, aswell as a pair of sharp brown eyes. The eyes that you’d recognize anywhere- Kenma Kozume. You gulp nervously as you observe him- the way his long fingers stroked against the pages of the books. Everything he did looked elegant and poised, like he was some sort of prince. Your eyes trailed across his hoodie, and his eyes caught yours. His eyes were warm and welcoming- unlike the pursed lips he had on.

“Enjoying the view?” He said, his lips quirking up into a smirk.

You chuckled awkwardly as you put down the books to talk to him. “Hey.” You mutter, trying to avoid his eyes. He chuckled, putting down his book. “What are you doing here?” He says, standing up. Until now, you’ve never observed how tall he was. Your eyes widen in surprise at his height- you’ve never considered him to be tall. “I- uh- I’m looking for a history book. I need it.” You mutter out quickly, trying to cover up your cheeks awkwardly. “Ah. I’ll help you look for it then, I’ve got time to kill.” Kenma says, a smile on his face as he tucks his book back on the shelf.

“Ah, no need! I’m sure I can just-”

Kenma puts a finger over your mouth. “It’s fine. Come on, I think I know what you’re looking for.”

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The next time you see him, he’s in a suit. Yes, a full fledged suit. “Oh, hey Y/N!” Kenma says as he spots you from across the campus garden. Unlike Kenma, you were dressed comfortably in sweats. These days, you’re getting along with Kenma pretty well- hanging around the campus often. You wave back at Kenma, who’s surrounded by lights and photographers. Kenma shoots one of the photographers a glance and heads over to you.

“What are you doing? Are you an idol now?” You ask playfully, nodding towards the bunch of people across the garden. “Oh- I’m just doing some shoots for the company.” Kenma says, a small smile playing on his face. Small droplets of sweat hung around his face, sparkling in the sunlight. “Ah- that’s- cool!” You stutter, snapping out of your trance. “You look nice today.” You shoot Kenma a smile, hoping he would notice your interest in continuing the conversation.

Kenma’s cheeks turn pink at your compliment and he chuckles. “Ah- this is nothing, really. I’m sure I look better in my usual- hoodie and stuff.” Kenma says, rubbing his neck awkwardly. You giggle at his response- So I can fluster Kenma. “Hey- are you busy tonight?” Kenma asks, out of the blue. Your mind instantly races to come up with useless theories as to what the question meant. “Y-yeah! I mean- no- I’m not busy.” You stutter, giggling. “Great! Do you wanna… hang out tonight?” Kenma asks, a hint of hesitation in his voice.

Was this real? No, it couldn’t be. You chuckle- internally hoping that this was a joke. “You can say no!” Kenma hurriedly says before your mouth falls agape. “Oh! You weren’t joking!” You say, baffled. “…Is that a yes?” Kenma asks, unsure. “Yeah. Any tips on what to uh… wear?” You mutter, still shocked. “Casual is fine!” Kenma mutters, a hint of rose on his cheeks. You nod before letting out a small chuckle.

“Well!- It’s been great, Y/N. I’ll see you later.” Kenma says, smiling softly before squeezing your shoulder- a small act of affection. Kenma had never actually touched you so far- which was weird. It felt odd- but so right at the same time. He emmited a warmth, that kept you feeling safe, and somehow, he had a look of adoration for you in his eyes. It felt like a delusion.

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You prance around your room as you think about Kenma- Shit, what was he gonna think? God, I must look like an idiot. Maybe I should cancel. You reach for your phone in a hurry only to be greeted by a text from Kenma.

i’m heading to ur dorm :)

Your eyes widened in surprise. “FUCK!” You shout as you gather your things in a hurry. “Don’t panic, don’t panic, don’t panic.” You mutter, and right on cue, someone knocks. “Kenma?” You ask yourself as you open the door in a calm-ish manner.

Kenma’s wearing his usual hoodie, only a phone in his hand. “Hey.” Kenma mutters, smiling. Fuck- he looks so good. “Kenma- hey.” You shoot him a small smile, leaning against the doorframe in an attempt to hide your messy room. “Let’s go. Don’t wanna miss the event, right?” Kenma says, a sweet smile on his face as he takes your hand in his. You give him a small squeeze before he drags you somewhere.

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The roof. You’re both sitting there, under the stars, eating stale sandwiches, enjoying each other’s warmth. “So… this is… the hang out?” You ask as you open up a bag of chips. “Yeah. I heard there’ll be tons of shooting stars tonight- so I thought I’d enjoy them with you!” Kenma sighs as he rests his head into your shoulder.

“Can I lie on your lap? Pretty please?”

The request startles you- but you nod- he had such a cute expression. His eyes light up before he settles down his head on your lap, facing the night sky. You brush out a few strands of hair from his face- before retracting your hand quickly. What the fuck are you thinking. You try and brush it off, tipping your head back to observe the stars yourself.

The stars were shining bright along with the moon, glimmering softly, far away. Something catches your eye- a sparkle, coming down slowly from afar. “Y/N look, it’s a shooting star.” Kenma says, pointing to the falling star. “You wanna make a wish, Ken?” You mutter, smiling to yourself. “I wish I never get into a scandal.” Kenma mutters under his breath, enough for you to hear. “You’re gonna get cancelled for that, Ken.” You playfully reply as the shooting star disappears. “Don’t jinx it, Y/N.”

“Look, there are more.” Kenma mutters as he points to more shooting stars. You stare at a particular one- it was not white, but a soft shade of baby blue. “I wish to actually graduate college.” You say, chuckling softly.

“I wish for Y/N to be mine.”

Ah. He did it again. You tense up under him- which he can clearly feel, by the way. “Not funny.” You mutter at Kenma, in which he only has a stupid smirk on his face. “Not joking.” Kenma replies snarkily, in which you feel your stomach churn. “I hate you, Kenma.” You mutter, probably thinking he was joking. You tip your head back again, hoping to avoid Kenma’s face.

“How do I describe it? You make me feel… warm.” Kenma starts and instantly, you feel warm and fuzzy. “When I saw you in class for the first time- god, you were so attractive! How can someone be THAT attractive, it’s just scientifically impossible. And- the way you speak- makes me feel all excited.” Kenma says, sighing softly. “You know- I have never felt like this. Ever. Do- do you feel the same?”

There was a hint of worry in his voice. Oh god- what if he was serious about this? “Kenma… this isn’t funny. Just so- just so you know.” You mutter as you close your eyes. “Y/N. Would you look at me, for a second?” Kenma says. OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT. You look down to be greeted with those warm eyes. Like the first time you saw him, your heart did backflips as he shot you a warm smile.

On that fateful summer night, you fell in love and the stars were your witness.

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franeridart · 7 years

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WHOA BLACK CLOVER HAS AN ANIME NOW I GOTTA GO WATCH IT

Well, only the first episode for now but yeah!!! I can’t wait for my favs to show up aaahhhhhh!!!!!!

Anon said:Omg, Kirishima, please teach me how to put on eyeliner, your eyeliner game is on point! (Seriously, tho, I love how you draw their eyes and how you draw Kiri in general. He seems so soft. Damn, Bakugou, I'm jealous that you can cuddle him)

THANK YOU!!!! And Kiri has really really pretty lashes in the manga too, doesn’t he? Bakugou too! They have seriously pretty eyes I spend a lot of time trying to get that right when drawing haha still not as good at Horikoshi tho after all, but what can we do~

Anon said:Every time I get a notification you posted something I get extremely happy! That's what your drawings did to me. How can one be so talented.

SOB thank you so much!! You being happy makes me happy so it’s happiness all around!!! What a good!!!

Anon said:Heey!! So I've been wondering... if Aizawa used his quirk on Hagakure would she become visible?? (Btw love your art)

Oh my what a question, I was actually talking about this not too long ago with a friend! And the conclusion ended up being that if her invisibility is a permanent mutation he can’t, but if she can turn it off at will then probably he can too! Right now we still don’t know how exactly Tooru’s quirk tho, so we can’t be sure which is the truth! (I like to think she can turn visible if she wants, but that’s just an headcanon with very little basis haha)

Anon said:Your erasermic art has blessed me 4ever thank u

NAH thank you for liking it and letting me know, man!!!

Anon said:I DIDNT KNOW YOU SHIP ERASERMIC OH MY GOD but seriously you're one of my favourite artists and the fact you like pretty much all the same things as I do is so amazing to me and it makes me so happy because I know that you may draw more of it in the future and I'll get to see more beautiful art if that makes sense lmao thanks for creating stuff 👌👌

Hahahaha yeah it’s one of my top ships in the fandom! Also the only one I read fics for aside from krbk I love them A LOT (and it’s all thanks to my sister who directed my attention towards them a long time ago now, thank you sis) so yeah I’ll definitely draw more of them in the future!!!! And thank you so much for liking my stuff!!!!!

Anon said:Hi! I just want to say I love your headcanon of Aizawa becoming a mentor/role model to Bakugou! Thank you for introducing me to that idea!

YOU’RE MOST WELCOME I’m just a huge huge huge fan of the Aizawa&Bakugou interactions and how much Aizawa cares for him and how much Bakugou respects and trusts him in return, so!!! I’m mostly just pushing on that canon stuff hahaha

Anon said:HORY SHEET BOYO THAT ERASERMIC SHIT IS GOOD SHIT

THANK YOU FRIEND!!!

Anon said:i came to love erasermic thru kiribaku tbh. like i saw erasermic fic in the kiribaku tag on ao3 and i read it for the bg kiribaku (kirishima was such a good boi in that fic ngl) and i was like hey erasermic isnt bad. then i saw your art of them comparing them and i was like hey this is good shit 😁👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌 keep it up pal

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ll t r y !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :O

Anon said:Do you think Kyoka and Katsuki could get along? Over their like for punkrock maybe, and their gayness. Kinda like Todoroki and Momo's talks about their tiny crushes.

WHY YES ANON I think they could be the bestest of pals, I’ve actually drawn them together now and again cause I like the idea of them being friends so much - a list of some of the things Bakugou and Jirou do together:

make fun of Kaminari (Kaminari feels attacked and liked it better when Jirou was convinced she didn’t like Bakugou)

share music recs and go to concerts together (when it’s big ones they particularly care for they stand in line The Whole Day and at first it used to be sorta awkward but now being together makes the hours fly)

mutter sass and snark under their breaths to themselves in class and without meaning make the other snort or have to hide an actual laugh (they sit next to each other in class did you know that that’s my fav thing tbh)

say “god, I’m so fucking gay” and answer “mood” whenever Kirishima and Momo, like, exist or do anything equally outrageous

sit next to each other with their phones in hand in silence and at the same time look up with an intense/bored/obviously-judging-sero-come-on-look-at-them expression whenever anyone walks past them (they’re actually playing bullshit app games)

play bullshit app games in co-op or having each other as friends to earn more rewards cause they have a No-Judging policy going on between them that makes sharing this sort of otherwise embarrassing stuff with each other okay

Anon said:Hi!!! I love your art and I just wanted to ask....what band were you referring to when you said Mic named him after the band "eraserhead"? Could you possibly be talking about the filipino band "Eraserheads"?

Yeah!!!!! Tho I’m sorry to let you down anon, but I haven’t actually ever heard much from them (justttt one song two days ago cause I got curious) - I found out about them while looking up the movie!

Anon said:I love how you draw mic with his hair in a bun. It's super cute

THANK YOU!!!! But I can’t really take the merit for that, since that’s how he actually wears his hair (more or less) when he doesn’t gel it up for his hero costume!

Anon said:What is your favorite kiribaku au? :D

Oh boy, I sort of love everything and anything I’ve ever seen/read tbh, I’m a HUGE AU lover!! At the moment to anything with the fantasy AU (and dragon!Kiri is always a super welcome plus) is gonna make me go :O !!!!!!!! hahaha so maybe that, who knows! It’s for sure the one I think about the most!

Anon said:Hellooooo i love your art so much? Especially the bakushimas oh my god (also do you plan on drawing more soul eater *coughs*-deathstar-*coughs* in the future?) Have a good day!!

THANK YOU! And I dunno, maybe! If inspiration strikes, why not!

Anon said:hey guess what i just did... went through your ENTIRE art tag (all the way back to the knb and one piece), i found it really cool to see how your art has developed and see what your fav ship is at a certain time (and how you always come back to bokuroo)

Ah man thank you for spending all that time on my blog hahaha I wouldn’t say I always go back to bokuro though? It’s more like... whenever the manga brings the bokuros back I’m ready to start hyping all over them again hahaha my bokuro periods always happened while they were doing things in the manga, after all~

Anon said:u said u couldnt draw iida, lie of the century. i lvoe u

AHHHHH I’m glad you liked him!!!! I spent lotsa time on him in the past month or so trying to get a grasp on him, so I’m really seriously happy it seems to have paid off!! to quote Todoroki

Anon said:where’s ur faq i’m on mobile

SORRY maybe you already noticed but I added the link in the description!

Anon said:have you ever thought about if eri-chan can... erase her own quirk?? and would how they might handle it

Actually that’s the first thing I thought when Mirio got his own erased... well, it still depends on what exactly Eri’s quirk does? We sorta assumed she had the same quirk as Chisaki, but they aren’t actually related so who knows? I sure hope she can fix the damage done on Mirio, tho!

Anon said:I ADORE YOUR ART SO MUCH OH GOD HAVE A NICE DAY FRAN

OH MY GOD THANK YOU I HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE DAY TOO!!!

Anon said:Usjeiwiwj oh man, i love cats, my cat relates to urs big time ajsjehej

Cats are such a mess and I love them with all of my heart to be honest hahaha

Anon said:Do u have any, idk idea about traitor!Kaminari? I just imagine how would others react? I think it's hella sad, and still Denki never wanted this, something just go wrong in his life and it's breakin my heart... ARGH, sorry for interrupt you with something like that...

It’s okay, don’t worry about that haha but I can’t say I find the theory possible in the least, so I haven’t really spent time thinking about it at all? I mean, I can imagine it would be full of angst and regrets and a lot of tears and anger mostly from his close friends, but since I just can’t believe this theory I can’t say I have anything specific I can give you on this orz sorry!

Anon said:Who's get jealous and possessive between bakugou and kirishima?

Actually I dunno man, are they possessive and jealous? I feel like they both would like it when the other told them stuff like “I’m yours” or “you’re mine”, but being there complete and utter trust between them they wouldn’t actually be jealous or act in a possessive way... does that make sense? At most I think they’d be insecure in the beginning of their relationship, but once they managed to make it clear that yes, you’re the one I want, no one else, just you then they would have little to no problems in that sense haha

Anon said:So many people seem to misunderstand bakugou and I just really like how you portray him. Good characterization and good art! 💖✨

SOB THANK YOU !!!!! this means the universe to me oh g o d s!!!!

Anon said:Wait!! This isn't your main blog? Omg how did I not know this. What is your main blog (if you're willing to let people from this blog follow it haha)?

AHHHH yeah I have a main one this one is just for my doods!!! the main is @franeridan, if you wanna follow it! I’m mostly just crying over bakugou and kirishima and complaining a whole damn lot about... everything, tho hahaha

Anon said:I'm not the anon but u know the concept that kiri n Baku would meet when they were younger and when Baku was more... violent? (i know that's not the right word, I'm not a native speaker sorry!) Like I think kiri could actually make Baku less of a bully? Considering how much positive impact he had on his personality AFTER it already developed (like idk if this ask makes sense? What do u think?) ◇ (btw putting smth like ◇ was a genious idea ty, idk if u remember that ask tho?)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!!!!! Actually I’ve been thinking about this A LOT in the past couple of days and my conclusion ended up being that the key would be either for Kirishima to know Bakugou since they were really young OR for him to not attend Bakugou’s same middle school? Like, if they developed their personalities together, having someone like Kirishima around since they were kids could have made Bakugou develop differently, but if we go with the “they met in middle school” scenario then I think Kirishima would have had the same sort of...soothing? Effect on Bakugou only if Bakugou didn’t see him as a threat to his dream of being the only kid from that middle school to enter UA. Well, a scenario in which they had known each other since they were small young babies and Bakugou reached middle school going “the only one from this middle school to enter UA is gonna be me and Eijirou”, that would have been hella cute wouldn’t it hahaha growing up with a notion of us instead of just me would have changed Bakugou a lot, I’m pretty sure :D

#fran answers #ASKS!!!! with a bit of headcanoning mixed in it #im too ill to draw so have this for now #ANYWAY ABOUT THE FIRST ASK #EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH BC #please watch bc #gimme a reason to doodle the nerds #it's such a soft and positive manga #even when people are torn to pieces you never lose hope cause asta's there and he saves the day #that's #such a lighthearted way of going about a manga GOSH #G O S H #it's good #anonymous

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