#karma drabbles

[kachuuyaa]

IITSOK UHM ALBEDO!READER X KARMA AKABANE THEN (?

a/n: well u did something!!! Its not entirely right but i appreciate it nonetheless IWERUELOELO

1 yr link!

ALBEDO!READER X KARMA AKABANE

Class 3-E. Seriously, how did you get into class 3-E? You were incredibly popular among the students of Kunugigaoka High School, especially with the big 5. You were known as a genius in chemistry and biology and your superb talent in art. So-- why? The students would not like another incredibly proper student’s behavior to be tarnished upon entering Class 3-E. You were not that sporty, yet held a talent for swordsmanship, something you kept a secret from the academy for a long time, before finding out via your data folder. You always walk past the students in the main school building with no interest in their conversations, even though you can hear most of them screaming your name. Asano didn’t like how you rose to fame incredibly fast, the main reason being your astounding grades and ‘magic tricks’, as he like to call it. (it was simply biology, you didn’t get how he was annoyed with you).

The reason you crash-landed yourself into 3-E was something you were not keen to disclose. Only the headmaster, Mr. Karasuma, Koro-sensei, and Ms. Irina know why you were sent into 3-E. The students made quite a fuss about this, as well. You were quite annoyed by it, having thought of effectively shutting them up, though, you did not want to get suspended. The problems of others are not their problems, just meddling with the difficulties of others was enough to create tons of other messes that are too much to handle. 

Well, the reason why you’re in Class 3-E right now is due to one of the more complex experiments that you have designed, with the help of your close friend. She tries to talk to you every so often, but with your current position, it was proven futile. She avoids you during class hours, afraid that it may tarnish her (already) student reputation. You try your hardest to take care of this child you deem as your ‘younger sister figure’, and in turn, she introduces you to her friends as her older sibling. It leaves a warm feeling in your chest. You don’t miss the pitiful gazes she threw at you during the assembly, yet you brushed it off, ignoring her stares and the students’ mumblings, which you found out were about you and the class, and your association with them. (“I’m so sad that [Name]’s with them! They didn’t do anything wrong!”, “So [Name]’s part of 3-E now? Guess we can take out our anger on a stuck-up bitch!” and so on). 

Karma Akabane was an incredible combatant, that he knew. Although seeing Kunugigaoka’s prized possession (next to the gifted 5, maybe he thinks you’re higher than that) maneuver their way gracefully across the field, next to awe-filled students, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. There was simply something incredibly captivating about you. You chose to use a simple baton as a makeshift sword rather than pellet guns to strike Mr. Korosensei, he was shocked at your movements, and so was Karma. He watched as you impaled the ground with your baton, and struck the alienesque teacher, albeit too slowly. What he didn’t expect, was the residue of the dirt stuck at the end of your baton to form into sharp, small splinters. And that simple action made Akabane all the more interested, especially after seeing your smug smirk at Mr. Korosensei’s reaction. 

Your biggest interest was not creating friendships, despite the numerous attempts to, yet you entertained them for a while. Especially with the art that you created. What caught your attention the most was Mr. Korosensei. Akabane and Nagisa couldn’t miss the curiosity swirling in your eyes when he talks, and more so when he evades class 3-E’s attacks so easily.

Karma couldn’t let it go. He teased you for it endlessly. You simply didn’t mind it and indulged in his teasings, letting a statement slip past your lips every once in a while. Obviously, when exam season came, you scribbled on the paper with no interest, despite the questions being altered to make the class suffer even more. Surprising the majority at your nonchalant behavior, when they felt they were being dragged by the devil himself to fight Cerberus. It was not that shocking to find the results of your tests, either. Almost all perfect, while you paid no mind to it. It was simply the usual, anyway. None of it interested you in any aspect. 

During the field trip, that’s when he knew he was truly captivated by you. Curiosity, perhaps? Maybe he just wants to know you better. Yeah, that. Reminded of how you easily, skillfully weaved through the attacks of the school delinquents to save your classmates, even threatening them with a voice so monotone it could kill, okay, maybe it’s not just curiosity. Without the help of others, you effortlessly took them down with-- again, another makeshift sword you found on the pavement, which was a discarded umbrella. Your footwork was incredibly precise and smooth that he thinks you predicted their attacks. And when Mr. Korosensei heard of this, he rewarded you with a single room for your peace and quiet. You were incredibly grateful, as the students’ chattering would disturb you from sleeping. But when a knock came on your door you opened it, seeing Yukiko. She shyly asked you if you are interested in their late-night conversations, and albeit hesitantly, you complied. It was a field trip, after all. You set aside your pettiness for a bit and indulged in their questions.

They figured out you have no interest and no experience in having a partner or love. You go back to sleep with a content smile on your face.

The time where the bond between you and Karma became stronger was directly after the field trip, it was probably after you saved those two girls. Interested, you handed him your affection and your attraction. It was something that you thought you cannot remove your interest from. He will interest you forevermore, your heart, and your brain. Karma did not know it would go this far. Sure, he knows you have admirers back in the main building, but for you to take a liking to someone like him? He was left dumbfounded. He let his guard down, being more open, and showing that he truly cares for you despite all that’s happened. A seemingly aggressive, violent redhead would do so much for the chemist that maneuvered their way through his heart. What he won’t tell anyone, though, was their reactions to Mr. Korosensei’s death. That was sealed in their minds alone. However, you introduced him to your sister, Klee, and she was overjoyed at how his appearance was. Even showing him a silly drawing she’s made for the both of you, leaving Karma chuckling and ruffling her head due to her antics. That made you smile, someone, other than Klee, was able to make your heart palpitate with emotion so foreign to you.

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[amaya-writes]

I love your writing sm and I was wondering if I could request a karma akabane and reader where the reader is like a very kind,calm, and patient person so whenever he tries to tease or be a little shi- to them they just kind of pat him on the head a give him a polite smile. You can delete the request if you’d like :D

Notes: hi! sorry I took so long to reply lol I was super caught up with events and all. i went with hcs for this since I had a lot of different ideas for your req but if you wanted a drabble instead you can send in another request and I'll write one out

Warnings: light mentions of violence, etc. (things that can be associated with Karma's character)

Characters involved: Karma Akabane

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Being in a relationship with a guy like Karma definitely requires a lot of patience. As someone who's always messing around yet analytical enough to not get caught for it, Karma can quickly get on his partner's nerves.

Which is why someone who is kind and understanding is exactly what he needs in his life.

He can come off as standoffish and rude at first, but after a while your lack of response to his subtle nudges (both verbal and physical) your way started to intrigue him.

It wasn't like you were the kind of person who didn't have a backbone and chose to keep their head down, in fact, it was the opposite.

You weren't crazy smart or strong, but enough to be able to at least fight back if you chose to. It was just that you didn't see the point in fighting his fire with fire.

Instead, you would give him that stupid small smile of yours or occasionally quip back with a reply that made it seem like the two of you were having a conversation rather than Karma just being a nuisance.

Over time, he began to increase the lengths he went to in order to get a reaction out of you, finding comfort in the way you seemed to keep up with him without actually fighting back.

It was only when you snapped at him for the first time that Karma realised he liked you.

That was the first time he had chosen to drag others into your little game of sorts, but you didn't seem to take too kindly to having your friends play victim to Karma's little pranks.

He never actually hurt you or anyone, yet his actions were malevolent enough to earn a slap on the back of his head with your textbook.

Who would have thought such a small action would earn the affection of Kunugigaoka Junior High School's very own red devil.

Once the two of you start dating, you're one of the few people who can reign Karma in. It's not like you control him or anything, but when he needs it, you do help him see lines that shouldn't be crossed.

You worry about him because of his sadistic tendencies, but that doesn't stop you from helping Karma plan out some of his plans.

You aren't part of their class so don't know about Koro-sensei but he still appreciates your advice.

Karma enjoys leading you up the hill to more secluded places where the two of you can just sit under a tree and talk or chill around. This often ends with him flustering you in some way or another before he drops you home.

He can be very hard to keep up with, but Karma also has those calm moments where he just wants to be around you.

After the events that occur at the end of the second season, Karma went to your place rather than going home because he felt a need to be around you.

You obviously didn't understand why Karma was suddenly so insistent on spending the night hugging you or why you could almost certainly feel a tear or two drip onto your skin, but you didn't complain.

That's what Karma liked about you: you always understood him, you knew when to just let his behaviour slide and when to actually intervene.

In the storm that is Karma Akabane's life, he often found that you were what grounded him.

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[yanaleese]

Meet Karma, your new Yandere boyfriend!

Originally from El Salvador, Karma was born into the Sangre family - a line of totally innocent people who have no infamous connections whatsoever! He is the eldest out of his five brothers, and enjoys playing regular sports, including some...questionable ones.

However since that terrible, unfortunate day - things have never been quite the same. Now isolated and alone in an apartment somewhere in North Carolina, Karma has a new goal in mind: To never ever befriend a fucking vampire human ever again!

It's simple. All he has to do is (1) offer his black-hat hacking services on some shady websites, (2) steal some shockingly juicy government and state files (3) blackmail a few higher-ups and (4) use that gossip money to fund his exercise and gaming equipment by delivery-

Oh. Wait. Delivery?

"Puchica!" Karma cursed in his head, his fangs momentarily grazing his lip . He must've have fallen asleep a couple hours after working overtime. Brushing his bangs, he fully covered the bags under his eyes, before staring into the door's peephole, revealing your presence.

And there you were, impatiently tapping your feet in annoyance. As the minute hand kept ticking, your face gradually became distressed, your cheeks revealing your bloodshot eyes. You wanted sleep, and you wanted it now. After all the setbacks and inconveniences on your busy shift, this was your last delivery - and you were not going to let this customer shit on your parade.

As the door began to creek open, you flashed a plastic grin whilst waving the delivery in his face.

"This your delivery, Sir?"

Karma nodded, giving a genuine smile back, pen in hand. Your eyes almost bulged out of its eye sockets. You felt yourself bit your lip hard, causing it to bleed. Lowering your gaze, you prayed that your beating heart didn't combust into a malfunctioning, bumbling mess.

In your head all you could think about what was one thing, and one thing only.

Holllllllllllly shit. Those FUCKING T I T S -

"Cool. Just sign here, and you got yourself a present."

You heard a low chuckle out of him, causing a slight blush to form on your face. You cursed under your breath, trying to keep it together. Karma's eyes twinkled with amusement, loving the professional façade you retained on your already tired face. However, if you looked closely, you could see a hint of worry flash on his face as he saw you have a nosebleed, along with a bloody lip.

Noticing his concern, you wiped the blood of your nostrils. "Oh Sir I am so sorry-"

Without even waiting on your apology, he returned with a bundle of paper towels in his scarred, parched hands. Embarrassed, you mouthed a million apologies before shyly requesting for him to sign the blood-stained paper.

"Once again I am so sorry-"

"Don't be."

You nodded, avoiding his gaze. As he finished signing everything off, you lowered your polyester cap, your name beautifully sewn in cursive at the top - just like your shirt. Scarlet strands of hair shifted as he tilted his head, his eyes engraving your name into his head. That way, he could run a background check later.

As you hurriedly walked away, he glanced at the fresh droplets along the ivory paper before revealing a wide range of pearly, sharp teeth.

"Ah mierda..." He bit his finger, Karma's tongue salivating. Feeling the heat growing in his cheeks, he became dazed, as thoughts of you began to fill the crevices of his mind. "No puedo esperar para devorarte entero, [Y/N] ♡ ~"

--------------------Alternate versions---------------------

If you are interested in more of his lore, my inbox is open (lol)

and yes, the bulge was intentional 🥰

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[m1d-45]

Heheehee would love to see venti post-imposter au like that one u did for zhongli...I love guilt >:)))) and thank u, u r amazing!!!!

unnamed poem, unnamed bard

a/n: wrote a whole poem for this. hope you enjoy <3

-> warnings: reader is dead. reader is a literal corpse and is described and referred to as such. major spoilers for mondstat archon quest, the most microscopic spoilers for liyue archon quest.

-> lowercase intended!

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie

< masterlist >

‘the creator is the highest god across every nation.’

seven sets of eyes stared at the body in front of them, at the arrow shot through it’s throat. several other wounds crossed the body, but none were as lethal as the first.

‘they have created everything, from the clouds-‘

angry gray rippled across the sky, thunder crackling in the distance. the storm had been brewing all day, and now the reason why was clear.

‘-to the air-‘

wind howled and cried, whipping through hair and pulling at clothes. one of the ties around venti’s braids had been ripped away, the hair beginning to unravel in the gale. still, even as nahida clutched at focalor’s cloak to stay standing—poor girl, she’d been trying to convince her—the clothes on the corpse were still.

‘-to the earth beneath our feet.’

blood seeped into the ground below, shimmering even in the dim light filtering through the clouds. the brick pattern below had shining blue for grout, blood tracing a spiderweb out.

‘they are only to be adored with the highest of veneration.’

thin hands shook around the handle of a bow, painted nails digging into the grip. barbatos’ eyes are wide, teal, unblinking gaze staring at the body as if it would magically come back to life. as if it would reach, pull out the arrow, as if it would sit up and chide him for behaving so rashly. it doesn’t.

‘after all…’

amber eyes search for purple, then red, black gloves tightening around the geo lord’s weapon. he was not without sin, having also participated in the chase—none were truly pure, none truly deserved any form of forgiveness except for maybe nahida.

‘it is they to which we owe our lives.’

seven chests heaved with a variety of emotions—adrenaline, contrition, horror—but an eighth was oddly regular. blank, lifeless eyes, matching the color of the ones on the corpse, curved with a smile. well done! they cheered, silent pride shining in the dim light.

‘they are stronger than steel.’

“who are you?”

the gritted voice of the pyro archon shattered the fragile silence.

“me?”

‘brighter than the sun.’

the false god put a hand to their chest, the fake shock on their face not hiding their glee. “well, i’m your god, aren’t i?”

‘with their iron-strong will,’

six hands tightened on weapons. one set let go of cloth, small stature still brimming with anger.

‘eons long work begun.’

new blood stained the dirt, red instead of divine blue. the fake’s body jerked, elemental reactions dancing across their skin as their body fell to the floor. superconduct burned out their eyes, overload locked up their lungs, quicken sped up the rate at which blood flowed from their veins. frozen pinned their still-twitching body to floor as they slowly died.

the gods almost wished that it had taken them longer to die. they certainly didn’t deserve a quick death.

‘they forged the valleys and plains.’

seven voices united by the covered body of their god, undivided by worldly squabbles. grudges and bitterness fell away, if only for now, seven heads bowed on seven sets of knees. even nahida, innocent as she was, had knelt alongside them here. seven prayers were lifted on seven tongues, some wavering, all weak. the scenery did little to distract when they knew they had slaughtered it’s maker.

‘mountains shaped, clouds retained.’

the burial was silent, only the sound of dirt against dirt breaking the solemn air. shimmering jade rose from the earth, obsidian lettering carving out their sin. seven were too weak to continue standing, seven sets of tears beginning to fall. seven asked for forgiveness.

‘as night turned to day turned to night again,’

none would receive it.

‘their last creation made, to their own world they ascend.’

grass and flowers were quick to grow over the unsettled dirt, risking quick uprooting for the chance to get closer. seven hearts burned. seven souls screamed.

drinks hit their tables with loud bangs. ‘who are you, bard?” a man called. ‘where have you heard such things?’

barbatos was the first to flee, unable to bear feeling their aura so long after their death. his wide wings flapped erratically, all of his usual grace lost as tears blurred his vision. the cuffs of his shirt clung to his skin, droplets of blue already staining to matter how hard he tried to scrub it out. it refused to even smudge.

he tucked his wings in and dove, barely even trying to slow his fall once he got closer to the ground, not feeling the pain in his feet. he stumbled once, twice, then collapsed at the foot of his own anemo statue.

the boy laughed, the teal on his nails matching the mirth in his eyes.

barbatos’ chest heaved, the air he commands abandoning him in his time of need. the peaceful breeze of windrise couldn’t hide the uneven beats of his heart, the cool stone behind him not soothing the burn on his face. he could see them, the golden chains of his crimes, already encircling his arms. the fingers that pulled the string stiffened with shining rings, too tight to be comfortable, his opposite palm already beginning to glow. some scrap of his consciousness mourned how it would affect his ability to play, to drink, to move, the unforgiving chains binding his actions.

the larger majority mourned his god.

‘you can call me venti.’

#*kicks down your doors* HEY YALL EVER HEARD OF PARALLELISM #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin #genshin impact #sagau impostor au #sagau zhongli #sagau venti #sagau ei #sagau raiden shogun #self aware genshin #genshin self aware au #ever-thankful that poetry is one of my hobbies 🙏🙏 how would i write my rhyme-loving bard otherwise? #venti angst #tw death #death tw #tw: death #dead reader #this. exhausts the idea of you being dead. gotta be safe abt it #this was meant to be a drabble involving the karma idea i had on… i wanna say ‘the scottish play’? #nope it was ‘death rebirth new life’. #but i recognize it covers everything but the karma… so.. #may or may not elaborate on this in the future? like with you being revived/isekai’d and he’s very teary and repentful #or maybe he refuses to even get close? unwilling to allow you to be harmed by him once more even as his chains start to cinch his lungs- #ok i need to stop before i write an essay in the tags #(but what if he /zhongli went to the grave to pay respects only to find it empty? what if THAT????) #guess who forgot a TITLE!! #edit was that i added one: it’s shit but i needed something for the m. list

[kodentsimp]

Calling you slut/whore I guess idk its like 2:59 am

NSFW minors-nvm I'm a minor myself read at your own risk i guess first time writing on this app 😵: afab!reader x various male Characters

Oh god.. you're going to make me cum soon if you keep making those sounds.. biting your neck as he slams his cock faster inside you ah~ fuck~ That's it my little slut, cum on this cock~! he said as his movements becoming more rougher, still thrusting into you deeper, Such a dirty little whore aren't you? he growls as he pounds into you faster. He wasn't going to stop until he had you begging him to...

Scaramouche Blade Karma Ryuunosuke Overhaul Ajax Diluc Kokushibo Nathaniel Norwell cough-Keyaru daniel dickens Chae yul bakugo kamisato ayato levi and dni if you must idc Edgar valden!!👏

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[astrialuvs]

Headcanons for Akabane Karma as Himself | as a Friend | as a Lover

➻ PAIRING : akabane karma x reader

➻ CONTENT WARNING : my headcanons to these red-haired boy 😗🫶 pt. 2

➻ WORD COUNT : 1119 words

a/n: i'm sorry for the late upload (hehe). idrk when will i post the last..

another a/n: i might uplaod my hcs for gakushuu too (idk when)  😅

He boinks a book at you when he notices you dozing off, even though you invited him for a review at the library.

It was expected that his presence at a study session you had organized would boost your motivation to review more. However, the sheer boredom of you—the library and staleness, with lamps flickering in—created by such a dull background was working against you. However, as you focused on your notes, fatigue set in, and your eyelids began to droop.

On the other side of the table, Karma was partially immersed in his world, playing video games on his phone. He watched you fight against the advancing wave of sleep without your knowledge. His mind, however, was unconventional and quick to find new approaches even in silence, so he selected some method of making you stay awake.

Karma smiled slyly as he picked up a nearby book and figured out its direction before throwing it at you. The book hit softly against your head with a ‘boink.’ The shock hit you suddenly, and you glared at him aggressively.

"Karma, really?" you cried out, massaging the area of your head where the book hit.

He stared at you innocently, as if amazed. He quipped, "Hey! You were drifting off. Just doing my part to keep you alert and focused." His reply made you scoffed.

The unexpected wake-up call worked. The interruption caused by Karma had effectively broken down your sleepiness, which was looming large over you. Even if his approach was a little absurd, your lips curled slightly as you realized that, despite the circumstances, Karma had managed to maintain punctuality and spontaneous stimulation throughout the study.

Who's your rival in academics, sports, or video games, but expect a healthy dose of rivalry.

Under the dim light of Karma's gaming console screen, you and Karma were fighting in a video game. The room was alive with the rhythm of powerful blasts from controllers and the overdrive sound of your playful outcasts.

When the unreal battle appeared on screen, Karma couldn't help but smile knowingly. He teased, "Are you prepared to go down this round?" He touched the control with his fingers.

You countered with a confident smile. "I suppose we will find out. I hope you've been reviewing what you've learned, Karma."

The taunting was competitive, with each of you attempting to manipulate and navigate around the other in the video game. Laughter and occasional shouts of victory or defeat filled the room.

Despite intense competition, you and Karma maintained a tacit understanding. Each of you was respectful of the other's gaming abilities, which elevated the game beyond mere contention. Each action received either a respectful agreement or a quick-witted look, as if to emphasize the importance of jest in this competitive environment where fun was the ultimate goal.

Throughout the game, however, Karma managed to gain a foothold on you in a spectacular manner. He declared triumphantly, "Guess I won this time."

"Very good Karma. But the night is just beginning, and you still have a long way to go towards victory."

Whom you two have your own language and gestures, such as all-knowing smirks and eye signals.

You and Karma were always caught in an unusual act of communication while inside a gathering. A conversation, laughter, and the clinking of glasses filled the room, but the two of you conversed silently.

At that point, a mutual wink or fugitive eye signal was sufficient, as was your own secret code that went beyond written language. Those who were preoccupied with other people's conversations were unaware of the silent little communicative move that occurred between you and Karma, during which a sense of trust and unity developed.

Karma suddenly poured an all-knowing smirk on your face as you two shared that moment when nothing was said and no words were required. This was a language born out of shared experiences, inside jokes, and an unwritten oath that would grow stronger over time.

Whether it was a response to the ongoing conversation, a lighthearted joke, or simply two people having fun together, the smiles and eye movements were enough. It became a testament to your friendship, like a secret code known only to the two of you.

Who flicks your forehead at very random moments, whether at a serious moment, when you are spaced out, or eating.

Sitting in the library among rows of textbooks, which you shared with Karma during serious discussions about upcoming exams. He raised his brow with a mischievous look in his eyes, taking advantage of the opportunity while you were deep in conversation with him.

He suddenly warned you, "Watch out!" before flicking your forehead in an unexpected but friendly gesture.

You blinked in surprise and laughed. "Karma? Come on. I'm trying to concentrate here!"

"Absolutely! Distraction helps keep the mind alert and focused.

* * *

The following week, during a quiet moment in the school courtyard, Karma appeared beside you.

He quipped jokingly, "More deep thinking?" and hit you again on the forehead to emphasize his point.

You smiled childishly and shot at him. "Am I not allowed to get away from your forehead flicks?"

"What's the big deal about that?" he inquired, an enticing smile forming in his eyes.

* * *

With a flick, Karma took advantage of even the most casual lunch you two had together in your school cafeteria, for example, when you were about to bite on your sandwich.

"Karma!" You cried, partly laughing and partly protesting.

"Can't get away from that, it turns normal circumstances into extraordinary ones!"

As a result, Karma's forehead flicks have become an integral part of your daily conversations. These playful actions, whether trying to be serious or comical in nature, made your friendship have good moments between laughs and joy as if knitted on quicksilver.

Whom you share your "teas" and gossips with.

You and Karma were seated in a quiet nook of the local cafe, enjoying gentle conversation while smelling freshly brewed coffee and hearing distant murmurs. In that safe space, the "teas" and gossip flowed freely like threads woven for people's sheer amusement and trust.

How remarkable was it that, facing each other, you leaned forward, eager to share current events, even if they were scandalous. Karma began this exchange with a wink of the eye and in secret, initially sublimating it into a joke.

"All right, it's tea time. What is the most juicy detail about the incriminating rumor you have?"

As a result, the conversation became filled with laughter and animated faces. You would occasionally make comical observations about your classmates, teachers, and other characters in your lives.The teas shared were an entertaining mix of witty retorts, secrets offered and whispered, and bantered conspiracies.

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[bitterkarmaa]

I bring another offering! I had been thinking lately about something about Rays, some little things i've noticed - in the fics it's been hinted a couple of times that Rays is surprisingly strong despite his appearence, once when he caught Eclipse from falling and the second when he pulled Eclipse and Veil up to save them from Bloodmoon, and then held them off without immedietely getting mauled to death. This combined also with your reference sheet of him saying 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger'

This has made me assume that lord bastardo had Rays fighting some pretty nasty creatures at some point over his long lifetime for his own amusement. So despite how skittish he is, Rays does know a thing or two about fighting/self defence (though the self-defence part is questionable, he's more like a shield specifically for others)

And so with that all in mind - i wrote this experimental shot super quick! :D

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If Eclipse had a nickle for every time something horrifically dangerous came out of the portal…

Well if they were counting only his own experience he'd have just the one. But then with the amount of weird shit that came out of that accursed ballpit on a weekly basis Eclipse might as well be a millionaire.

But that was beside the point.

Because right now he was facing off with quite possibly the scariest thing Eclipse had ever had the displeasure of meeting. And that was saying something given his past ventures into worlds where he's had to meet the very worst of what he could have become.

But a giant insect the size of a large horse that looked like some amalgamation of a spider and a wood louse with mandibles to match was certainly up there.

And right now the thing had its eyes - all 12 of them from what Eclipse could count - on him.

Wonderful.

Moon was currently at the computer trying to activate the security protocals but something was clearly wrong because it was refusing to co-operate. The most he had managed was to re-open the portal so they could at the very least try and lure the nightmarish bug thing back into it.

But they'd needed something or someone to act as the bait and that is where Eclipse came in, and already he was regretting every life choice he had ever made.

But well- he did hold the power of the universe at his hands afterall. The star thrummed in his chest, reminding him of what he could be capable of. And so, steeling himself Eclipse raised his hand toward the creature and began to focus.

But as the light began to glow from his palm, the bug started to scuttle toward him at an alarming speed and Eclipse lost every single nerve he had.

Oh fuck that.

He bolted.

The bug was fast however, and Eclipse had barely managed to quickly dodge to the side before it barrelled past him and into one of the play structures leaving an alarmingly large dent in the side of the bars.

But it gave him no chance to gather his nerves or his thoughts as it twisted around horrifically, it's shell cracking like the sounds of a hundred bones and charged Eclipse again. This time as he tried to run, one of his legs gave out and he found himself crashing to the floor.

Of all the times for this to happen-

Panic flared within him, burning hot making him disorientated. Eclipse scrambled but ended up hitting a wall, trapping him. The creature was almost right on top of him and Eclipse had no chance to react or to even think-

A flash of yellow filled his view and for a moment Eclipse thought it was Sun. But battered rays said otherwise, and the scarred orange and black animatronic came to the horrifying realisation that Rays had jumped inbetween him and the bug.

He struggled to stand, claws digging into the wall as he yelled 'Rays don't!'

But it was too late and the giant insect charged into Rays and Eclipse would later deny the painfully anguished no that left him. However Rays did not end up mauled to death or crushed between those horrific mandibles as Eclipse had expected.

Instead somehow this frail looking and very skittish animatronic had actually grabbed the insect by those said mandibles, one in each hand like someone grabbing the horns of a wild bull and was somehow keeping it at bay as the creature thrashed and bucked under his surprisingly strong grip, screeching horrifically and at a pitch that made Eclipse cringe in pain.

But Rays appeared to be unaffected and Eclipse could only watch as the scarred yellow animatronic braced his feet against the ground before heaving, his vents and hydrolics releasing a loud sharp hiss as he turned the creature over onto it's side and with a sharp kick flipped it fully onto its back.

Now incapacitated, the insects nightmarish legs skittering helplessly in the air and it's pillbug like body arching and swaying in a mad attempt to make itself upright. But thank to whatever deity was watching right now, it seemed to be incapable.

Rays turned to Eclipse who stared back. Rays' eyes were blown wide open but his pupils were fully shrunk into pinpricks. Honestly the second scariest looking thing Eclipse had seen today. The yellow animatronic wordlessly pointed toward the portal which quite conveniently turned out to be right behind Eclipse as he soon realised as his bearings came back to him a bit.

Right right portal, plan, get the scary ass bug out of here. Then he could focus more fully on the other scary ass but admittedly very impressive thing Rays just did because what the actual hell was that how and where did that even come from.

Eclipse shook his head and pulled himself to his feet. His legs were still shaky but he steeled himself, as he had to finish this before the nightmarish creature could right itself. Setting his face in stone, Eclipse took the few brisk steps toward Rays and the insect and after a brief moment of hesitation, the nerves briefly flaring up at the sight of the thing he reached out and grabbed one of the legs.

Eclipse began to drag it over the rest of the way to the ballpit, and the insect screeched and chittered loudly, the noise ringing painfully in his audio receptors. But he ignored it, instead noting distantly just how heavy this thing was. Eclipse knew Rays was strong, but the fact he had managed to grapple and flip this thing was honest to God impressive and terrifying.

With a mighty heave, Eclipse twisted and partially swung the angry insect into the ballpit where the portal flashed to life and then the creature was finally no more. He turned back toward Rays with the question of 'ok what actual the hell was that?!' fresh on his tongue only to find Rays was crumpled on the ground.

And he was not moving.

~~~

*clears throat*

~~~

Today held a new record for ‘the amount of times Eclipse has panicked over the course of a single day.’ First the bug, now Rays laying on the ground like a pancake after having just saved Eclipse’s ass from being squished by said gigantic insect. It was not a happy day, no sir.

Pride be damned, he slides down next to Rays, shouting his name as everyone else begins to either dive off of the balcony (Blood Moon), or scramble towards the theater door to take the safer way down.

It’s a sickening feeling, the world fading from awareness as Eclipse begs Rays to be alright, shaking his shoulder in the most gentle, yet desperate way he possibly can.

If I had just stood my ground and used The Star as planned- dammit. DAMMIT!

Do not cry. Do not cry. Do not cry.

“Rays, I swear- I’ll- I’ll-“ The threat dies in his throat, silenced by the emotions that strangle him into submission. Blood Moon bounds over on all fours, circling Eclipse and Rays like a hawk hunting for its next meal. They stop dead in their tracks when they see the look on their father’s face.

“Just…resting? Just tired. Break time.” They murmur, leaning closer to get a better look at Rays. Eclipse nudges them back.

“Don’t be too sure.”

Heroics. So stupid. I wouldn’t have been missed.

Eclipse of tightens his grip on Rays’ shoulder, painfully so if he had been awake.

I had The Star, you idiot. Why? Why’d you step in like that?

Eclipse looks down to the floor at that thought, his own rays clicking, then retracting behind his faceplate. His grip loosens once again. He knows why. Knows why Rays took the hit, took the heat in Eclipse’s moment of weakness.

Because he was trained too.

“Dad?”

Eclipse looks up and over to Blood Moon, eyeing them tiredly.

“…you’re crying.”

~~~

Just thought I’d add my piece to the wonderful surprise I found in my inbox :) thanks a bunch once again, Bloo <3

#karma’s bitter #karmas bitter but so am i #sun and moon show #the sun and moon show #tsams #kb eclipse #kb blood moon #kb rays #kb drabbles

[moonbeam-writing]

If you dont mind could you do karma akabane with an S/O who is kind of like the classes mom? Like you know how you have that motherly friend in a friend group or what ever? That’s what I mean lol. If not that’s okay thank you ❤️

— Class Mom

๑ Requested by a lovely anon! ♡

๑ Characters: Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom)

๑ Contains: Snark and teasing from the boy himself; Karma's internal monologue; ambiguous/neutral pronouns for the reader; Headcanons in second, drabble in third

๑ Quick Note: Sorry for the wait, and sorry about this not being quite what you asked for! I sincerely hope you enjoy this, though! :)

That's totally on me, I was just feeling the Mom Friend Burnout ™ when this was sent in, haha.

—

⊹ฺ The fact that you care about others so much is honestly one of his favorite things about you.

⊹ฺ Occasionally starts shit just to watch you try to mediate and take care of those affected. Never anything traumatic, he just amps up the fact that he's a little shit.

⊹ฺ He does worry about you, though. Sometimes you take your job "too seriously" and he can see the strain it puts on you.

⊹ฺ Always takes care of you in return.

–

Karma Akabane was a smart person. His brain power and ability to read people was something he prided himself on to the point where Karma would gladly consider himself a genius. With that in mind, however, there were the occasional exceptions to that mind frame. The biggest, aside from not knowing how to kill his teacher, was (Y/N) (L/N); his partner in everything except serious crimes.

As the case usually is, (Y/N), for the most part, was Karma's total opposite. While Karma thrived in the chaos around him (often by his own creation), (Y/N) did everything in their power to distract from it for those who couldn't function on that level. Oftentimes, (Y/N) would roll their eyes at the boy's devious antics, but there were also others where (Y/N) fought back, diverting from their usual calm front.

Karma watched as his partner sat with Nagisa, going over notes. He couldn't help but wonder what was going through (Y/N)'s head, because he knew for a fact that their attention wasn't entirely on Nagisa. Their eyes would wander, resting on him for mere seconds before turning back to Nagisa. Maybe they were worrying about him. Karma could only hope.

With that said, as much as Karma would want (Y/N)'s attention, to be on the receiving end of their doting care, he would much rather have that attention be focused elsewhere. Namely on (Y/N) themselves. (Y/N) spent so much time taking care of others that they barely paid attention to themselves in order to do the same.

“(N/N), come here for a sec!" Karma called out, before even registering that his mouth opened to speak. He watched (Y/N) excuse themselves from Nagisa and walked over to him.

"What's up, Karma?" He could see and hear just how tired they were.

"Are you free tonight?" (Y/N) nodded wordlessly. "Come over tonight, then."

(Y/N) smiled at him, knowing exactly what Karma was up to. "Is it that obvious?"

"That you're burnt out? Yes." (Y/N) pouted, instantly earning a laugh from Karma. "We can just hang out tonight, watch a movie or something."

"Okay." (Y/N) smiled. "Can I go back now?"

Karma almost gave in to the sound of her laugh, but pretended to think on it instead. "Maybe." He smirked. "Depends on what you guys are talking about."

In a perfectly contradictory way, (Y/N) smirked back. "Your demise."

Karma quirked an amused eyebrow as (Y/N) burst into giggles. "Oh, yeah?" Pride swelled in his chest, looking at his partner laughing so carelessly.

For the entirety of their friendship, and likely long before that, (Y/N) took care of those around them, while Karma created at least half of the chaos (Y/N) would fix by the end of the day. However, nothing filled Karma with more joy than being able to take care of the person they loved more than anything.

#anon request! ♡ #assassination classroom request #assassination classroom x reader #assassination classroom #assassination classroom drabble #assassination classroom x reader drabble #karma akabane #karma akabane x reader #karma akabane drabble #karma akabane x reader drabble #karma akabane x gn!reader scenario #karma akabane x gn!reader fluff #karma akabane x reader headcanons #karma akabane x reader scenario

[xielianslver]

I haven't watched assassination classroom in YEARS, but do I still read Karma x Nagisa fics? Yes, yes I do.

#assassination classroom #karma akabane #karmagisa #nagisa shiota #🎻 | < . vince's drabbles

[frickingnerd]

Phoenix Wright Masterlist

Phoenix Wright

pursuing the truth at all cost - oneshot

phoenix realizing his feelings for you - headcanons

being in a love triangle with phoenix and miles - headcanons

being in a love square with phoenix, apollo and athena - headcanons

phoenix & miles defending you in court together - headcanons

being in a poly relationship with phoenix, apollo & athena - headcanons

being the new lawyer at the wright anything agency - headcanons

Miles Edgeworth

miles edgeworth crushing on you - headcanons

miles crushing on manfred von karma's assistant - headcanons

miles’ s/o passing out on the witness stand - headcanons

comforting miles during an earthquake - headcanons

being in a love triangle with phoenix and miles - headcanons

phoenix & miles defending you in court together - headcanons

Maya Fey

asking out maya fey - headcanons

yandere maya fey - headcanons

maya's s/o getting attacked by the culprit - headcanons

Dick Gumshoe

gumshoe crushing on a reader, who's already in a relationship - headcanons

Franziska von Karma

franziska with a sweet but relentless s/o - headcanons

franziska with a s/o with "childish" interests - headcanons

Mia Fey

cuddling with mia fey - headcanons

Godot

telling godot "i love you" for the first time - headcanons

Jake Marshall

dating jake marshall

#ace attorney #ace attorney x reader #phoenix wright x reader #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth x reader #miles edgeworth #maya fey x reader #maya fey #mia fey x reader #mia fey #dick gumshoe x reader #dick gumshoe #franziska von karma x reader #franziska von karma #godot x reader #godot ace attorney #x reader #fluff #oneshot #headcanons #angst #phoenix x reader #edgeworth x reader #prosecutor godot #drabble

[mambalae-s]

hiiii mamba baby congrats on your 100 milestone !! so proud of u & can’t wait to continue to support you throughout you’re writing journey— you‘re so talented !! ꒰ꕤᐢฅ́˘ฅ̀ᐢ ꒱ྀ ིɞ

hehe you alr know my fav is toji <3 to describe myself, i’m really introverted but when it comes down to it i‘m not scared to speak my mind on certain things! i consider myself pretty hesitant to open up to people sometimes, but once you get to know me i can be primarily down to earth :) i also depict myself as more of a listener than a talker. my love language would definitely be food, quality time, and physical touch. my favorite season would maybe have to be winter !!

for the optional prompt— i‘d say me and toji really likes to do either missionary, full nelson, or doggy too. two kinks i could name would for sure be degradation and praise. i’m always weak when those too mix together >.<

as for a dream date !! hmm, i would probably envision me and toji somewhere out of the country like paris. i’d force him to go sight seeing with me and we would visit all sorts of foreign restaurants and museums— including the louvre museum & eiffel tower too, taking lots of pictures and he keeps them in his wallet just for memories <3

karma thank you so much for requesting with me!! i’ve been so eager to start for you ever since! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ im honoured really to be even writing something for you!! i’ll do my best just as i was up till now to make something that’ll make you happy!

╰┈➤ snowfallen wonders — karma x toji

╰┈➤ song — mami by paloma mami

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when i think of karma and toji, i think of luxury, but also simplistic comfort! i’d think of you two as an it-couple, that pairing that’s so enchanting and kind of mesmerizes everyone around them.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 really, the two of you together can be a bit intimidating! truly a power couple to be admired and revered, you know? all within that, i see the both of you spending most time amongst yourselves too, just enjoying each other’s company.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 toji absolutely loves giving you surprise kisses at any instance and time throughout the day. every now and then, he’ll lean down and press the sweetest kiss against your cheek, then pressing his lips to yours when you turn your head to him!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’s so tender and sweet with you i’d like to think in the way he takes care of you. he wants to make sure you’ll never have to worry about absolutely anything at all! he takes to looking after things that you at times don’t give much thought to, and looks after maintaining your shared home so that you’ll be able to rest easily

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 other times, he likes to surprise you with gifts as well! he always buys you beautiful clothes and sweet smelling perfumes, and makes sure that there’s always a fresh bouquet of flowers for you. it’s all so that he can see your bright smile that he’ll tell people lights up even the darkest night

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 while he treats you very much like a queen, he also takes care of you in ways that doesn’t involve spending as well! toji enjoys planning at home dates, like candlelit dinners! a wonderful spread of homecooked food that he lovingly makes for you and glasses of your favourite wines.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 other nights, he looks after drawing warm baths for you, where he’ll gently detangle your hair and scrub your scalp with shampoo, and while you both lean against each other inside your bathtub scattered with fluffy bubbles and rose petals, he’ll gently comb through your hair with your favourite conditioner — and trust and believe, you’ll never have to spend another day worrying about expensive hair care, because toji takes care of it, no questions asked

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’ll take time massaging the products in until your curls and coils are soft and silky, and when you’re both nice and freshened up, he looks forward to wearing face masks with you. it’s his favourite thing in the world feeling your gentle touch rubbing his face with the array of skin care creams that you’d select beforehand, and he’ll always take his chances to press a quick kiss to your lips when you least expect it, sometimes smearing a bit of the products on your mouth!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’ll end up tasting the strange bitterness of your face creams and masks, but it’s so minuscule when you playfully bop his nose in retaliation. he loves to hear the sound of your laughter, and he’ll pull you in and press his forehead against the bare skin of your tummy, kissing you there and whispering that he couldn’t help himself. “you just looked so cute all focused and concentratin’.”

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 as toji does, he really enjoys surprising you. the both of you hadn’t ever travelled out of the country before, but you’d spent several late nights in his firm embrace, talking about where you’d both like to go and the things you’d do there. he’d thought that there would be no better place for you to begin seeing the world than paris

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 so! he put some money aside to take you in december. he knows that it’ll be a bit more expensive with the holidays, but he wants to see france at its brightest, with the beautiful lights and snowfall covering everything.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’s so intent on making your travel perfect that he plans to go before it snows, wanting for the both of you to experience the first snowfall. no one knows this but you, but he’s a bit of a sappy romantic! months go by starting in the midst of summer, and he makes sure that everything’s prepared. he books a hotel for you months in preparation, buys the flight tickets, and makes note of everything he sees that he thinks you might like

𓆩ᥫ᭡ in preparation, he finds these amazing online courses to spend time with you so that you can learn some french together! and by the time you’re both booked for your flights and traveling on the way, you both make an agreement to spend most of your flight practicing with all the phrases you’ve learned! id think he’d enjoy seeing you so focused as you put your sentences together, worrying over the gramatical technicalities and verb conjugations that he can’t help but find you irresistibly adorable. he’d lovingly kiss you every now and then and tell you, in french, how proud of you he is

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when your flight lands, toji has a designated chauffeur that takes you both to the hotel right away. he understands that you’d be exhausted after a long journey, especially seeing as you’d really tried your best to stay awake so that you could admire all the lights of the city! however, you’d so cutely fallen asleep on his shoulder, he couldn’t help but to take a photo of you, mouth slightly open as your head bobbed against him.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 it’s on the next morning when your day properly starts! first, you must fill your tummies with the sweetest and fluffiest pancakes and french toast, covered in anything you could dream of! from fruits, maple syrup, chocolate or powdered sugar, or french toasts so big that you think they must be the size of your head all stacked up together!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he knows how you appreciate all different kinds of art forms, so he takes you to many different museums and galleries — from paintings of old, to contemporary displays of portraits and photography, he wants you to truly enjoy the things that so desperately captured your passions. you saw street performers, musicians and singers alike, at nightfall, he takes you to see the eiffel tower!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 it’s as you told him about how it was illegal to take and distributed pictures of the tower at night (is it still? im sure that patent’s passed, right?) when the first snow finally fell. toji wastes no time to pull you in for a sweet kiss, taking your attention from beautiful white flakes to the warmth and softness of his lips. when he pulls away, he says with a quiet and winter missed whisper, that ‘sure it’s corny, but i wanted to kiss you when the first snow fell.’

NSFW HEADCANONS

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 toji loves to make you watch as he destroys you. i’d think there are lots of videos and photos that he has of of himself making you take him in the dirtiest and filthiest positions imaginable

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’ll tell you what a pretty little slut you are for him while he ruthlessly fucks you from behind, an arm locked around your throat to suspend your trembling body. toji makes sure to capture your lewd expressions, eyes rolled back and your tongue slobbering over your taste on his fingers as you babble obediently how you love his cock, how that pretty pussy of yours was all his to destroy.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he loves torturing you amidst a rough session by slowing his thrusts, pushing deep into your cunt yet moving so painfully slow that you tearfully beg, willing to do anything just for him

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 when he locks his fingers around your neck, using his other hand to pinch and twist your nipples, he tells you exactly what to say while pressing his hips snug against your ass. he wants you to feel that big cock of his twitching inside your little cunt, all so that you couldn’t think straight and lose all sense of reason

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “go ‘head, baby… tell daddy what you want, hm?” he’d grin when you tried to struggle or push your ass further against him, only needing to slap one hand against your sensitive breasts to get you to obey. with your pout smushed together by his grasp and eyes streaked with tears, you begged, pure filth pouring from your swollen lips.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “p-please, daddy…! please, i jus’ wanna cum… want you to keep fucking me, please…!” but even this wouldn’t be enough for toji, sadistic as he is. he’d make you look right at the camera, posing so that your sopping pussy could be seen taking him all the way in while your hands wrapped around his neck to display your tits.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “i love this cock… love feeling this cock stirring up my pussy! want all your cum pumping inside me till i can’t think of anythin’ else…” and toji, he laughs before he shoves your face down into the mattress and roughly pushes into you, reveling in the way your cunt clenched around him and a wanton cry fell from your lips.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “thaaaat’s my cute little slut. want daddy’s cock so bad, dontcha? yeah? best believe ill give it to ya… gonna fuck this pretty pussy till it breaks.”

mamba celebrates 100 — jjk and haikyuu selfship event!

#olympia. #aphrodite. #toji smut #toji imagine #jjk smut #jjk imagine #toji drabble #toji oneshot #jjk oneshot #ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ karma! #i hope this will be okay karma!! #im really sorry i kept you waiting all this time!

[onsunnyside]

https://twitter.com/dumbpetgf/status/1570099441352196097?s=46&t=mo7LF5PaGajLholIAYIGgQ

Ok why does this scream Ari Curtis or ransom😭😭 this could totally be Step bro Ari with bratty reader.

“What’s the matter baby?, you gave it to me earlier today? Just let daddy have a little more”🫠🫠

God this au is going to RUIN me😭

-💋

✨✨ — all the ghostface bfs are into that 😵‍💫😵‍💫 steve just chooses the hide it bc he felt like it was bad.

for stepbro!ari x bratty stepsis!reader: “you’re so pretty when you sleep, daddy just couldn’t himself.” You’re too fucked out to push him and away and instead, just cling to your pillow, silent moans pouring of your slack mouth as he pounds your sore cunt. “You gonna push me away now too? Call me sick for fuckin’ your tight cunt as if you weren’t beggin’ for it?” He grunts, “Aw, that’s right. You can’t. Daddy fucked you stupid already—I bet you’d let me fuck your ass too.”

Your eyes shoot open, “n-no!”

“No? You don’t want daddy’s big fat cock up your ass? Stretching this pretty little hole, splitting you open.” Ari muffles his groans by kissing along your neck, sucking your skin roughly. “You gotta promise to be quiet. Can’t get caught by our parents, huh? Wonder what they’d think about me fillin’ up my step sister for the third time today?”

#sonny drabbles #bratty stepsis x stepbro ari #karma: thots #karma: spicy #spicy videos #tw nsft link #tw stepcest #💋 anon

[hannie-dul-set]

quick little update on the word counts of my major wips atm!!

karma: 6k shoot your shot: 1k the breakup soup: 9k peach tree act two: 30k star studded baggage ch.3: 4k do you want me (dead)?: 2k three's a crowd: 9k sunwater: 15k

outlined/outlining: home for the bitchless ch.9 ceo park

#i forgot i've alr wrote SO MUCH of sunwater huhu. #need to reread it within the week and see if inspiration gets reignitied. #anyway.....current goal is to release the breakup soup within the week bcs i have one scene left!!! #but i'm currently in a karma mood so i''m feeding that wip atm HAHAHAHA #my onsite classes r also suspended indefinitely bcs of the heat index in my city so i have a little bit more time on my hands to write hehe #this list is nowhere close to all my wips btw these r just my longer fics 😭😭😭 #the compiled gdoc for all my drabbles and drabble ideas is going into overload!!!

[yanaleese]

if ur fine with nsfw asks, could you maybe do some nsfw headcannons for karma? <3

maybe just the basics like dom/sub, how he acts in the bedroom ect ect (can u tell i never send asks HELP 😭)

if not that's perfectly okay! some sfw ones could be cute too, like his favorite way to cuddle or his love language??

anyways im obsessed with him and had to send in an ask 😪 thank u for blessing me with this wonderful man

LMAO no problem! Also Anon I feel you with the obsession...my friend and I were both simping harder than our willpower to do our exams 😭😭😭😭

Also since this is the first NSFW ask I've decided to split this up into separate posts later on+ a little art to tease your weak heart ❤️. Please enjoy reading what's under the cut.

Content warning: FEMALE reader, HARD explicit smut, detailed kinks such as impregnation, overstimulation, all that good stuff. Please note that this is for 17+ audiences only.

"WAIT! KARMA! THE CAMERA-"

CRASH!!!

Karma Sangre - Normal NSFW:

When Karma is calm and collected, he's the one usually in control. But if you want to play the dom in the relationship, he's happy to step down! Just make sure you let him know, otherwise he'll take that as a challenge and his excuse to fuck the living shit out of you.

Usually before things get steamy, he'll be worshipping your body with kisses and teasing you with all kinds of lewd words from A to Z. When he's horny, he's a lot more talkative, which makes both his raspy voice and soft lips a dangerously sexy combination. It gets even worse when his steamy voice presses against your ears, tempting you into giving in to his lustful wishes.

Once he hears you plead in sexual frustration, he'll begin licking and biting his favorite spots - your earlobe, your tits, your neck. He especially goes after the neck, making sure that your collarbone is left with some bloody bites.

After littering your body in saliva and bites, Karma will book a one-way ticket to Pussyland. To him, missing out on stimulating your clit is missing a chance at seeing you squirm, moan and whimper just by his tongue alone. The piercing on his tongue doesn't help either, as it quickens your climax even further.

Satisfied seeing your pussy drenched in his saliva and your cum, he'll kindly rub your entrance slowly, starting with one digit, and eventually his entire hand. Well, that depends on how long you want to play the 'tough girl' act.

If you decide to go down that route, say your prayers, because your pussy is going to be obliterated...with toys. What, did you think disobedient girls like you get cock? Please. If there's one thing Karma can't turn down is a challenge. By turning down Karma, you lose your privileges of being his personal fleshlight. But hey, at least you can be his personal toyfucker instead!

Now if you decide to be docile, and play the "good girl" act, you can kiss your legs, your pussy and your pride goodbye. With that 7-inch erect cock, your folds will be spasming and tightening so much that it'll drive both you and Karma mad. The poor mattress will be creaking constantly as that veiny cock of his pounds fucking deep into pussy, begging to cum straight into your fertile womb.

Whilst you're struggling to take the pleasure, Karma will be busy murmuring in Spanish about how good you feel as he holds your legs over his shoulder, his huge hands rubbing and licking your aroused nipples before burying his moans in it with words like "Te amo" + "Ven conmigo" and so much more; Duolingo would be so proud of you!

When you're both about to climax, he roughly grabs your chin, pulling you in a tongue-twisting kiss. From the kiss alone, you can already feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head, barely registering the warm, gooey liquid dripping from your pussy to your twitching legs.

As you try to recover by taking deep breaths, you're hit with the reality that your amazing, horny boyfriend is (un)fortunately an amazing bodybuilder with more strength and stamina than your body can take.

Staring at him with a mix of lust and horror, you whine and mewl, sounding like a dying cat. Yes, you loved this sneaky bastard - but dear Lord you needed a break.

"Sleep, Mami. You'll need it." He slurs while caressing the top of your head, playing with a strand of hair. You felt your eyes beginning to close, blotches of darkness dotting your vision instantaneously, as if on command. Narrowing your eyes, you swore you could see his eyes peeking out of his bangs, revealing his dazed yet sinister gaze.

"Because it's a going to be a long night for you and me."

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[m1d-45]

death, rebirth, new life

summary: uh zhongli gets nerfed, you get some new friends, xiao has a crisis of morality(?)

word count: ~3.2k

-> warnings: major spoilers for xiao lore, like very major. spoilers for liyue archon quest. not much else

-> lowercase intended!

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zhongli allows his weapon to fade back into golden dust, his mind involuntarily comparing it to the way you dissolved before him.

they were quite similar. after he’d pulled away his polearm, you had sent him a final smile as your body disintegrated into white flakes, much like his spear had, the water rushing back to fill the space you’d left. it had surprised him, because he’d expected you to fall into the black smoke that hilichurls did. unless he had made some sort of…

no, he tells himself, shaking his head. you deserved it. to wear a face that wasn’t yours, to defy his god so, his actions were entirely jus-

a spike of pain drives into his lower back and zhongli reaches behind him with a hiss, feeling for whatever’s hurt him only to land on the glass of his fake vision. it stings through his gloves, and he’s quick to yank it off, uncaring as the string it’s hung on snaps. the small gems on it scatter, but he’s focused on the glass in his hand.

or, rather, the floor. his hand still hurts from the pricks of invisible needles it stabbed into his skin, and he wasn’t keen on holding it any longer.

“what’s wrong?” hu tao comes up to his side, hand landing on his shoulder. “are you okay? is your vision?”

“it’s nothing.”

discretely, he tries to turn a pebble on the floor in front of him. he tells himself it’s nothing, he knows it’ll work, he just needs the confirmation for himself, since if a fake vision could react like that..

“hey, don’t worry about it. the dead need to stay that way. whoever that was, i trust your judgement. i’m certain you did the-“

she cuts herself off with a pained cry, her shoulders jerk back as her hands reach for her back, her face twisting in pain. zhongli takes a step over his ‘vision’, turning her by the shoulder to see what he knows but doesn’t want to believe.

her vision is glowing brightly, the diamond-shaped gem heating up the metal around it. he wastes no time in removing it from the clip holding it in place, though he has to drop it as well from the heat. it burned her jacket, and she’ll certainly need a new one, but that’s not what he’s worried for.

after all, the stone hadn’t moved.

the sun stung your eyes through your lids, forcing you awake if only to move to a more shaded area. the ground beneath you was hard but not harsh, warmer than wuwang hill by a long shot. you were tempted to stay, to allow yourself to slip back into sleep…

something squishy bumped into your right arm.

you pushed your eyes open, pulling at the numb strings of muscles in your arms to help yourself up. you were sitting in a stone… building would be too generous. there were four pillars and a roof, with a ramp to your left and a staircase in front of you.

and immediately to your right, the object that bumped you earlier, is a small dendro slime.

wide orange eyes peer up at you, the sight cute enough for you to forget your aches.

“hey,” you mumble, reaching a wobbly hand to nudge against its side. the slime chitters, hopping into your lap, and you notice something shining in the leaves atop its head. it doesn’t seem bothered, only pressing itself further into your hand with a chirp that nearly sounds apologetic.

“don’t be sorry.” you move your hand to pet over the stems on top of it, the slime’s eyes slowly beginning to close. you feel something hard beneath your palm, and move to see what it is. in the center of the slime’s head is a small tangle of grass, something golden shimmering in the center. you’ve never looked really hard at the models in-game, mostly because they’re always attacking you, so you’re not sure if this is meant to be there or not. maybe they’re like crystalflies, with a core in the middle? but why be exposed…

the slime chirps in your lap and you move your hand away, a ‘sorry’ on the edge of your lips when it stretches to move the tangle between your fingers. did it want you to fix it?

you tilt the slime towards you, but you don’t have a chance to try. as you watch, the tangle undoes itself, cradling a golden ring between the stalks. it looks about your size, with a small blue gem embedded on one side. the slime makes a soft noise, the ring sliding forward as it tilts.

“for me?”

you picked up the ring at its affirmative trill, sliding it onto your finger. it fit as good as it looked, surprisingly. where had the slime gotten a ring your size, let alone know it would fit you?

the slime looked up, seeking a response, and you smiled.

“thank you, little guy. it’s beautiful.” the slime visibly grew happy, hopping lightly in your lap, and you couldn’t help but laugh. it looked so excited, orange eyes beaming as it twirled itself into a little circle. how could they be enemies?

“where’d you get this?”

your question didn’t dampen its excitement—a surprise, since you expected it to have stolen the ring—and it only hopped off your lap, moving halfway down the staircase before looking back at you.

using the pillars to support yourself, you stood, wincing at the combined pain of old wounds and sleeping on rock. as you carefully move down the steps, you hope that the slime wont lead you to some poor merchant’s cart.

the small slime hopped along a dirt path, and you took the time to look around. behind you to the left was a large pit, for lack of a better word, a tree growing in the center on a platform surrounded by water. if you had to guess, you were probably still in liyue, just more south. the horizon was dotted with spires, and you think you see something like the jade chamber off to the left of your current path. it’s hard to tell, given the distance, but…

the sounds of humanoid chanting reaches your ears, and you startle for a moment before hearing the trademark woo! of an abyss mage. the slime stops, checking on you, but you just give it another smile as you continue to walk. so it got it from hilichurls, then? odd, but better than stealing it from somebody. it was in remarkable condition for being from hilichurls, though…

the slime leads you onto some rocks, and you can see the camp just below you. an abyss mage turns as you approach, the red film of a shield beginning to appear around it before it recognizes you. it was a small camp, only a handful of hilichurls around, and they all crowd you as you climb down the rocks.

the abyss mage chitters in a language you don’t understand, its red ears flopping as it gestures. it finishes with a deep bow, looking up at you, and your face twists in apology. luckily, it seems to get it, pointing to you before waving you into the camp. you take its hand and let it lead you to a crate to sit on, watching as it turns to the rest of the group and says… something. nonetheless, the hilichurls seem to get it, all nodding. the abyss mage puts its hands on its hips, satisfied.

the dendro samachurl says something to the large mitachurl, who nods, hefting its rock shield and standing near the entrance of the camp. the samachurl then pulls over another hilichurl as it walks to you. its staff is more at eye level with you than it is.

the samachurl chitters beneath the mask, and the hilichurl besides it—you assume, based on prior experiences—translates.

“unu boya ika zido mosi aba nunu,” it says, pointing further down the path, where you can barely see a wooden structure.

now, your hilichurl isn’t the best. in the beginning, you learned somewhat, but definitely not enough to know the entirety of what it just said. you catch the word for enemy and some sort of time word you think means later in the day, so that together with the gesture.. you’re hopefully assuming that it means later in the day there will be enemies, likely the millelith, over that direction.

you nod. the hilichurl seems proud of itself.

the samachurl continues, much shorter this time, and the hilichurl holds out a hand.

“muhu mita?”

ah. those ones you know just fine.

you accept the offer of a meal and let it walk you to a rock near a campfire, listening as they talk to each other. they bring you food and share more amongst themselves, the electro shooter waving its bandaged hands in a story you didn’t try to decipher. the heat of noon begins to fade after an hour or two, and though the campfire is now embers and your wooden plate is empty, you’re content.

the dendro slime from earlier sticks close to you, shifting as close to the dying fire as it dared whilst being out of range of the jumping sparks. it wasn’t particularly cold, only around 3ish by your best judgement. the sun still shone in the sky, washing over sand and stone and the things that sparkled under it. there was nothing to worry over, nobody near, and the mitachurl and pyro grenadier were still guarding the entrance. it was a welcome respite.

you hope it’ll last.

xiao pulled his polearm from the body of a hilichurl, picking a tuft of matted red hair from the jade edge. the shattered remains of its mask fell to the floor as its body dissolved, but he just stepped over it, dismissing his weapon. the boy from qingce was uninjured, the hilichurl grenadier had fallen, and his work here was done.

“-jianguo, what are you doing out here? you should know better than to wander near wuwang hill!”

xiao rolled his eyes, hoping the fading debt of the hilichurls would dissipate faster. he couldn’t leave without endangering the child or his mother, but he wanted to leave earlier sometimes, if only so people would learn not to wander into areas they didn’t belong.

“but mama, all the hilichurls fled to wuwang hill! our charms worked!” the small boy triumphantly held up a small piece of paper, sloppily colored gold with some sort of crayon. shaky black penmanship made a crude imitation of a sigil of permission, a hilichurl’s mask in the center. or, at least, he assumed that’s what it was. children…

“no, jianguo, hilichurls don’t listen to your sigils! just… just stay away from wuwang hill, okay? say your thanks to the nice man who saved you and let’s go home.”

the boy turned, wide eyes fixed on him, and xiao checked that he had absorbed enough of the karma for it to be safe before teleporting away.

he landed on unfamiliar dirt, haunting trees surrounding him. judging by the blue wisps floating around, he could guess he was in the forests atop wuwang hill.

his question was why.

normally, he teleports away to the next source of concentrated karma to ensure it doesn’t end up infecting the people of liyue. but this… he knew wuwang hill had hilichurls and cicin mages, but certainly not a high enough concentration, right?

‘…all the hilichurls fled to wuwang hill!’

unless something called them here.

with one hand on his mask, xiao drew his spear and started to walk.

the forest was oddly quiet. the leaves themselves seemed to stay still, the only noise being made by his shoes upon the path. there were no cicins, nor their mages, nor hilichurls of any kind. yet what was left of his tattered soul was called up the path, some remnant of an instinct telling him to let go of his polearm.

he gripped it tighter in response.

the stone steps ahead seemed to taunt him, seeming to stretch further and further away as he walked. whatever intuition tugged at him felt like it was tied around his soul, tying up the scattered pieces to drag around. it.. was less irritating than it should be, something that frightened him more.

every step he took highlighted the rips across his heart, the scars of karma accentuated. but it wasn’t the surveying gaze of a predator looking for weak points, the invisible eyes prying into his soul neither threatening or aggressive. it felt like he was being assessed by a doctor, like he was young and still being fostered by morax, like he’d gotten into a scuffle with bosacious and he was being scolded even as his arm was being bandaged, the warm mug of tea in his hand soothing the ache in his knuckles-

water on his cheek drew his attention, and he was quick to wipe it off his face, glancing at the sky. he didn’t remember any stormclouds coming in, and the skies seemed..

clear…

…

xiao set his jaw and kept walking, determined to keep his mind on his task.

the stone was cold beneath his feet, the seelie court glowing as the seelie inside buzzed. xiao turned the corner, ignoring the weird feeling in his chest. it had to be nothing. it had to be just some random memory that he was reminded of because of the trees, or the air, or… anything.

xiao walked up the second set of stairs, stopping at the top in shock. the pathway across the pool in front of the domain was covered in wildlife, everything that was missing from the forest condensed into one space on the path. birds, butterflies, even a crane and an electro cicin, all gathered around a small space.

he slowly took a step forward, confused by the display. to see so many animals getting along, crowding such an area as wuwang hill..

xiao continued to walk, his foot splashing into the water above the path harsher than he intended. he froze, making sure he didn’t disturb anything, but the gathering remained. he quickly made his way over the tree in the middle of the path, ensuring he landed quieter this time. as he closer, the details of what he was looking at slowly filled in. between the legs of cranes and over the heads of crows, he could see that a portion of the stone was a different color than the rest. the water above it also refused to move, the ripples from the various animals not moving it an inch.

the birds finally moved when he got close enough, flapping over to the opposite side of the discolored stone. xiao crouched at the edge of the still water, mindful not to get himself wet.

the stone, and water to some extent, thin as it was, was stained a yellowish color. the path looked newer, less worn, the water above it clearer.

his frown deepened the longer he looked at it. he’d never seen anything like this, any substance that froze water while it was still liquid and cleaned it of any dirt whilst never dispersing. he never saw so much wildlife, for lack of better words, getting along like this. the cicin confused him further- it also linked back to what he’d heard, that hilichurls had been called back to wuwang, but he’d yet to see one.

the slashes across his heart pulsed as it beat, reminding him of their presence as he tried to focus. the string tied in his chest pulled him forward, to reach and sink into the shallow pool of gold. he shouldn’t, it was dangerous, he didn’t know what it was or what effect it had on him—he should leave now, in rationality, because he was already being affected. if whatever this was was strong enough to affect him, a yaksha, then surely it was a danger to the villagers nearby..

then why didn’t he feel like it was a danger? why, though his heart burned with the remains of his karmic debt, eternities of slaughter, did he feel lighter?

questions remained unanswered as the pull strengthened, the animals around him growing bold, risking being near him for the chance to crowd the shimmering water. he checked that there wasn’t anything or anybody lying in wait—the chance of this being a trap was too high to ignore—before hesitantly dismissing his polearm, making way for a large raven to land beside him.

xiao stared at the bird, watching as it kept its body entirely out of the odd zone while still sticking close. did it not feel the same pull as he did? was this water meant for creatures such as him, with lifetimes worth of sin on their shoulders? was this where the hilichurls vanished into?

his heart beat against his ribs, the cuts of karma pulsing with it. this water, this stone, he had to be affecting it somehow. though he made sure that his shoes were outside the boundary and that his hands didn’t touch inside it, it was hard to deny the way whatever was dissolved in the water was attracted to his end. it had formed a gradient, the sheen across it darker on his end. he felt a need to reach out, to hold his dirtied past to this cleansing water and be clean of it. no matter how impossible. no matter how irrational. no matter how hard he tried to tell himself it was outlandish and would only get him into trouble, no matter how strong his will or how many rips crossed his heart.

…when xiao gave in and touched the golden stain, one of the tears healed.

the water’s shine faded in an instant, quickly turning back to clear as the stone beneath it aged before his eyes; animals around him rustled and cried, feathers ruffling as they came to their senses and took flight, leaving him with his hands over his sternum and a bright light beneath his skin.

feeling like one of the birds himself, xiao sat in a daze, his mind racing as he tried to rationalize what just occurred.

what was that? what had happened? why did he feel so light? why was his mind covered in warmth and memories of his time with the yakshas, with morax, with the traveller, why was he so- so free? what happened to the chains of karma crossing his limbs, binding him to his nightmares? what happened to the voices repeating his sins as the worst song ever played, where did the pain and the aches and his debt go? how could this water heal what the adepti could not? what morax could not?

clutching the healed seam of his soul, alatus fled.

#words cannot describe how proud i am of that title #ideas in the tags #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin #genshin impact #self aware genshin #sagau impostor au #sagau hu tao #hu tao #sagau zhongli #zhongli #sagau xiao #xiao #xiao angst #can't believe i studied HILICHURL for this. suffering from success /j #hey what do we think about god having ‘karma'? like xiao's but if anybody kills god they have to deal with that karma? #and it can only be relieved by like… true forgiveness or some other disney shit? like until then they have nightmares #and/or physical manifestations of the karma? like golden chains or some other obvious thing so other people Know What They Did #may or may not write a little drabble on that later.. to the anon asking for venti angst… expect a letter?

[astrialuvs]

I’d love to hear ur personal headcanons for karma!!!

Headcanons for Akabane Karma as Himself | as a Friend | as a Lover

➻ PAIRING : akabane karma x reader

➻ CONTENT WARNING : my headcanons to these red-haired boy 😗🫶

➻ WORD COUNT : 845 words

a/n: it's actually my first time doing a request, so i'm sorry for taking a long time doing it. tell me what'chu think about it?

another a/n: also, i actually made three sets of headcanons (hcs for his character alone, hcs for his character as a friend, hcs for his character as a lover). though the other two are not yet done. so please bear with me 🙏 🙏 🙏 . (i might upload them tomorrow, though.)

I feel like he's a good chef but has a weird taste in food. I imagine him matching unbelievable types of food:

During a lazy weekend, Karma set out on his solo culinary adventure to indulge in his wickedness and hidden abilities. After catching sight of a fanciful idea, he resolved to prepare dishes involving the most unlikely pairings of ingredients.

In his kitchen, Karma created an exotic twist: a Chocolate-Soy Sauce Glazed Chicken Mélange that surprised even her own palate. He was surprised and delighted by the sweet chocolate dancing with the savory soy, which convinced him that there must be greater powers.

Karma then bravely went to doing a Strawberry-Wasabi Surprise dish. Sweet strawberries and fiery wasabi produced a unique taste—at least to his taste buds—that resulted in something delectably different from what is normally expected.

Continuing his culinary excitement, Karma made garlic-flavored pasta with marshmallows. Marshmallows, with their soft sweetness, worked unexpectedly well with the sharp garlic. The combination resulted in a dish that defied all traditional ideas about taste.

"Who says you can't play with food? It's all about bending the rules, adding a dash of mischief," he said to himself.

And, as Karma stood in front of his experimental creations with pride, he rejoiced at the prospect of pushing the boundaries of experimentation. During his one-man journey, he discovered that the most memorable meals are often accompanied by something unusual. For him, the kitchen became a zone of his imagination and creativity, leaving behind an appreciation for cooking.

I believe he has a soft spot for animals, particularly strays.

One sunny afternoon, Karma walked through the park, his steps light and focused. While he was enjoying the peace and quiet, he noticed a movement near a cluster of bushes. Nestled among the foliage was a stray cat—a small, scruffy ball of fur with curious eyes that met Karma's gaze.

His mischievous smile softened into a grin as he bent toward the timid cat, his hand slowly reaching out. He slowly handed out a piece of bread. The stray, at first hesitant, approached with caution. Karma's fingers touched the soft fur as he stroked the cat's back gently.

"There, there," he says, somehow sharing the feeling of loneliness to the cat.

In that one moment, Karma's tough exterior melted away, revealing a different side of him that was rarely visible. His eyes shone with genuine affection, and he didn't stop talking to the stray, quietly offering him words of tenderness. Karma had a deep affection for animals, particularly those in need, regardless of how daring or competitive he was. Afterall, he knows how it feels.

Karma's unexpected conversation with a stray cat evolved into an unspoken thrice of trust and understanding. However, the cat that had been nervous was now meowing contentedly beneath Karma's caress. In that serene moment, Karma's sympathy for stray animals demonstrated the depth of his character, reminding us that even the most unexpected people can have a soft spot for those in need.

Karma eventually stood up, giving the stray one last gentle pat before continuing his walk. The stray cat, now with a new companion, looked at Karma gratefully. In that peaceful park moment, Karma's compassion for stray animals demonstrated the depth of his character, serving as a reminder that even the most unexpected people can have a soft spot for those in need.

He who values the lessons he learned from Koro-sensei and applies it to his life.

Following Koro-sensei's death, the students in Class 3-E were enveloped in an atmosphere of grief. The once lively classroom echoed with a sense of loss and contemplation, leaving Karma and his classmates to deal with the void left by their beloved teacher.

For instance, each of them reminisced about stories that made them laugh, as well as memories of times when they grew and realized their fondness for each other through sharing experiences. Their teacher's presence stayed with them as a memory, inspiring them to pay tribute to the man by applying the skills and values he taught them.

As the days passed, Karma became aware of a slight change within himself. Koro-sensei's teachings rang true in his mind, altering how he saw and responded to life. The flickering wickedness in his eyes remained, but he had gained a better understanding of the importance of accountability and sensitivity.

Remembering Koro-sensei's teachings on resilience and compassion, Karma chose a different path. Instead of retaliating, he handled the situation without resorting to violence. He demonstrated a newfound maturity.

In the face of Karma's changed attitude, the group of students who were initially motivated by vengeance found themselves disarmed. Karma's resilience, strategic thinking, and compassionate demeanor helped to defuse the tension. Slowly, understanding replaced resentment, and the students exited the scene, leaving both parties safe.

While the pain of Koro-sensei's absence persisted, the students, led by Karma and others, turned difficulties into opportunities for positive change. Their journey continued, and Koro-sensei's indomitable spirit persisted within each student, ensuring that his legacy would always be a guiding light in their lives.

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